I picked up the yellow straw rope on the table and a slutty breath rushed towards me, and there were still dry white stains on it.
Although the rope has a small amount of rough thorns, most of it has been polished, which shows that it has been used by its owner for a long time.
You said before that Uncle Duan hung you on an old tree, and this is what he used to do?I looked at Ying'er and asked.
Um.Ying'er's face turned red, she didn't dare to look directly into my eyes, and nodded.
Then do you have to teach your husband how to use Ah?
How do I know what you perverted men do?You... use whatever you like.Ying'er felt even more embarrassed, her voice was like a mosquito.
Alas... I only regret that I only have to use the book!
I thought to myself, although my appreciation experience of Japanese SM AV has reached the level of ‘black stage’, this is my first theory to be put into practice.
I had countless AV clips scattered in my mind and decided to first play a simple ghost armor bondage.
First, I am afraid that I will make a fool of myself in front of Ying'er, and then I am not very interested in the rope tied inside the SM.
What I care about is not tying the rope into a beautiful shape, but making Ying'er feel physically bound and psychologically aware of her identity as a trainee. After all, this relationship has just begun.
What are the white spots on this rope?I put the rope closer to Ying'er's nose.
Don't make a fuss... Little pervert... Ying'er hid and said, I won't tell you... you... you know what those are...
Alas...wife...why don't you know what your husband wants?I was a little disappointed to do it on the sleeper.
Ying'er noticed that I stopped and was a little at a loss. She ran over and hugged my arm and said, Husband... Husband... Don't be angry with me...Ah... You can do whatever you want, tell me, I...I will try my best to do it.
I know that I may be far from Uncle Duan in this regard. Ying'er's face turned red when she heard this name. But you are my wife, I don't want to hurt you, so I dare not go too far. I actually just enjoy your reaction.Seeing a good girl in everyone's eyes become a slut who can do the same thing in front of my husband, this gap will make me feel very accomplished
Well... I understand... I will... try to cooperate with my husband in the future... Ying'er shook my arm and said coquettishly, "You're not angry, husband, right?"
I wasn't angry at first, but in fact, I think it's really good for us to do this now. We can tell you anything and let the other party know what they think. I kissed Ying'er's little mouth and said with a smile.
Well, husband.Ying'er looked at me with her big eyes and said, "Actually... you don't have to be afraid of hurting me... I can stand it...
Is this a hint to me?I thought to myself, what are you waiting for? Let's get on.
I took off Ying'er's one-piece stockings a few times, folded the rope in half from the middle and put it around her neck, letting the rope hang down from both sides of her shoulders.
Then he tied a knot in Ying'er's clavicle, cleavage, navel, and pubic bone, and finally tied it from under her crotch to behind her back.
When Ying'er's little pussy was strangled, she deliberately pressed her labia with a rope.
Ah… Ying'er exclaimed softly.
Did you hurt?
No...no...Ying'er's breathing gradually became faster
I didn't stop my hand, and put the rope upwards behind Ying'er's back, corresponding to the knot in front of me and made four buttons behind my back, and finally penetrated it out of the rope behind my neck.
Then, the rope was divided into two left and right strands and stretched to the front of the armpits, and then passed through the knots in front of and behind the body horizontally. While tidying up the position of the rope, the rope was tightened. Every time I pulled it hard, I could hear Ying'er's whisper, and I gradually felt the pleasure of tying the rope.
Ying'er, who was tied up, her cheeks were flushed, making her look more and more erotic.
The two big breasts were even harder by the rope. The congested areola and the nipples shaking the breast bell made people feel the urge to bite.
At the same time, the first-class transparent vaginal fluid oozed out of Ying'er's pussy and slowly remained along her thighs.
Wife, you are so beautiful.I admired it from the bottom of my heart.
Ying'er was embarrassed to lower her head.
How about it? Now I can tell my husband what the white spots on the rope are, right?I laughed.
Well... it's... it's my mother and I... lust... lust... lust... Ying'er whispered
The louder sound, my husband couldn't hear it.
Yes... it's my mother and I'm a pussy!!!Ying'er gritted her teeth and shouted loudly
right.Look, this is the real Ying'er, my husband wants to see the real you
I took out the baby oil from Ying'er's makeup bag and dripped it on Ying'er's clavicle.Watching the baby oil flow slowly down the cleavage, I restrained my desires and used my hands to apply oil to Ying'er's body.
Well... so comfortable... husband...
How am I tied?Like it?I asked
Well... I like it... Ying'er turned around, her fragrant lips slightly raised, looking for my lips
What is better than Uncle Duan’s?
Every time I hear this name, Ying'er reacts more or less...You are better than his... He tied me up tightly...
Ying'er is telling the truth, I still can't do it. I may never do it because of my pity for Ying'er.
I gradually felt that we needed another person, Uncle Duan, but this idea was fleeting, and neither Ying'er nor I was ready yet.
My hand that was wandering on Ying'er finally stopped on her pussy. The middle finger and ring finger of my right hand slid into Ying'er's vagina without any resistance. My thumb was stained with her vaginal fluid and rubbed it gently beside his clitoris.
My vagina, which was tightened by the straw rope, wrapped around my fingers even more tightly.
I chose not to directly stimulate the clitoris, because Ying'er's desires are like making soup with a slow fire. Only by slowly heating up can it come intensely and last for a long time.
Oh...oh...husband...I feel so comfortable...I'll just click in it?Ying'er is gradually in heat.
At this time, I was looking for the next training point in my mind. It was not what I wanted to make Ying'er reach orgasm easily, and even letting her get orgasm is a taboo in training. Only by letting her wander around the edge of orgasm but never reaching that high point will she reveal her lustfulness.
The next stop is XXX. Since the train ahead occupies the train tracks at a later date, the train will stay at XXX Station for an hour, which will cause you the inconvenience... Before the broadcast ended, a complete training plan in my mind had already taken shape.
I swept away the things on the dining table, then picked up Ying'er. Come on, little slut, perform a show for my husband. As I said that, I put Ying'er in screaming on the dining table.
After graduating from high school, my husband has never seen you dance in Xinjiang.At that time, the whole class of boys were so fascinated by you that hehe... do you know?Was I so awesome at school at that time?I am the public enemy of the boys in the whole school!
Although Ying'er has no Uyghur blood, she was born when her mother was in the army in Xinjiang. Maybe she really raised her people. Ying'er's high nose bridge, slightly inclined eyes and white skin once made many people mistakenly think that she was a Uyghur girl.
So the school’s music teacher once went to our class and named her to learn Xinjiang dance.
Every time during school anniversary or leader inspection, Ying'er would be called out of the class to perform.
Recalling these little bits and pieces of the past, I am still very excited now.
After so many years, you have forgotten it long ago?I deliberately provoked her.
Not there!How could I forget after practicing for so long?Besides, you didn't ask me to skip Ah for you?Ying'er stepped on her 15cm high heels, facing her back to the car window, and carefully stood up from the table.
Then, husband, you're ready this time~ Ying'er cleared her throat, hummed a Xinjiang dance music, and danced her body to the rhythm.
Ying'er jumped harder and harder. I looked up and saw the spirit. I didn't know what he was jumping.
I only saw a charming woman with a big straw rope tied up on her waist, shaking the breast bell on her breasts, stepping on the super high transparent thick-bottomed sandwich, twisting the water snake's waist on the dining table.
Sitting beside me, I gradually lost my sense of space. This narrow soft sleeper room has become a stripper on the streets of Shinjuku. Ying'er is no longer my shy fiancée, but a stripper who seduces a perverted Japanese man.
The lights outside the windows gradually light up, and I knew that the train was about to arrive at the station.
Ying'er was still immersed in the melodious foreign melody of Xinjiang dance music, and she did not notice the changes outside at all.
The speed of the car gradually slowed down, and a few figures of people waiting on the platform were swaying in front of the car window. Then there were waves of harsh friction sounds of brake pads and the sound of collision between the carriages. The train stopped at this small station in Shandong.
I don’t know if I should be glad or disappointed. There are too few passengers who get on and off at this township-level station to change buses.
Our live erotic performance in the soft sleeper box did not attract the attention of anyone waiting for the car on the platform.
Just as I was wondering how to continue, something suddenly knocked on the car window three times.
Ying'er screamed, jumped off the table, and hid on the sleeper berth next to her.
Dongdongdongdong There were three more sounds, and I looked closely and it turned out to be a wooden stick.Looking at Ying'er next to her, her face turned pale when she looked scared.
Who Ah?I opened the window and poked my head out.
Brother, do you want mineral water?With the dim light on the platform, I saw a 13-4-year-old boy standing outside the car window wearing a dirt-filled old military uniform and holding a long stick.
The train window was too high for him, and he must have knocked those few sounds with that stick.
don't want!don't want!I shook my hand at him with a bad face, thinking that you little bastard almost ruined my emotions.
I have braised chicken and Erguotou, would you like it?The child had no intention of leaving at all.
I was about to start scolding, but then I thought, Damn, isn’t this a good opportunity to train me?
You have a braised chicken, how do you sell it?
Brother, you want to pick chicken, right?You wait for Ah, I'll get it for you.Before I could speak, he ran away.
I looked out and found that there were no people on the platform of this small station, and it was late at night, and most of the passengers were already asleep.
I thought it was not easy for this child to sell things so late to make a living. Today I will reward you.
Don’t buy things outside randomly, be careful not to eat your stomach. Ying'er complained.
I don't eat, I smiled so badly
Then why did you buy it?I don't eat it, Ying'er said
Because this is your next task, I picked up Ying'er from the sleeper as I said
I want you to buy it with him. I had a pause but I couldn't use the money. Hehe. After that, I put Ying'er back on the dining table.
Husband...I'm afraid... Ying'er knelt on the dining table, her arms crossed her chest and shrank into a ball.But she still learned the lesson I had just lost my temper and did not dare to jump off the dining table without authorization.
Today, my husband wants to see how you bought this roast chicken without any money.Don’t be afraid, it’s just a 13-4-year-old child, you can do anything... I know Ying'er has concerns, so I continue to say, think about it, there are so many people in China, such a small station in the wilderness, and the chance of meeting this child again in this life is smaller than that in the sports lottery. What are you worried about?Besides, he can't get up again, so he can't really do anything to you. Even if he gets up, isn't he still having a husband to protect you?
Ying'er knew she couldn't resist me, and this was a very exciting way to play. More importantly, she had the previous stimulation of her pussy, which stimulated Ying'er's lust, allowing her to slowly open her arms that covered her breasts.
I took advantage of the situation and grabbed her big breasts from behind, ravaging them like a child showing off toys to a child, rubbing Ying'er's perineum and wet vagina with her other hand.
Oh...husband... Ying'er murmured lightly and closed her eyes.
Seeing a figure running towards me in the distance, I hid behind the curtain next to me.
The chicken is here. Ying'er was startled and blocked her chest with her hands reflexively.
Huh?Where is the eldest brother?the child asked.
I pointed at myself and shook my hand.Ying'er understands it.Oh...He Ah...He's not here...He's going to the bathroom
Then this braised chicken... The child lowered his head, as if he hadn't noticed something was wrong with the woman in front of him.
I signaled Ying'er to take her hand away. Ying'er looked at me with a red face, then looked at the child. She was cruel and moved her hand away gradually.
It doesn't matter, you sell it to me.
The boy raised his head happily and saw Ying'er naked on her upper body, Ah!The sound of the sound was so scared that he took two steps back.
My fingers inserted into Ying'er's vagina were so clearly felt that I felt a twitching in her vagina, and Ying'er's lust was hooked up...
You... don't run away, your roast chicken, I want Ying'er to stick her head out and deliberately expose her big breasts out of the window.
Sister...Sister...Where are your clothes?Why are you covered with ropes... The boy was already stunned and might not know what he was talking about.
Oh, it's okay, this rope is...my sister's clothes...good?Ying'er glanced at me next to me, and deliberately held her chest up with her hands. I raised my thumbs up to express my appreciation.
Very... good-looking. Although the boy was a little embarrassed, his eyes never left Ying'er's two big breasts for a moment.
Little brother... Sister wants to discuss it with you. Ying'er shook her hair back and tied her hair with a ponytail behind her. The breast bell on her chest was dinging and thinking about it as she moved, which was very nice.
The boy had been stunned for a long time. This was perhaps the most beautiful city girl he had ever seen in his life.
I lifted a small gap in the curtains, and under the reflection of the bright lights in the carriage, I clearly saw that a small tent had been placed on the boy's crotch.
My sister wants to eat braised chicken, but...but my sister has no money, can you give braised chicken to my sister?Seeing that the boy was not threatening him, Ying'er gradually let go of her psychological barriers and slowly entered the role.
This...this...not very...the child stuttered.
I gestured to Ying'er and pointed to her breasts.Ying'er hesitated for a moment, moved her body to the car window and poked her entire chest out of the car window.
Come on, little brother, don’t you like your sister’s clothes?My sister will show you how to touch it. If you have done it, give the stewed chicken to my sister. OK?
The boy looked at the two big breasts hanging from the car window, with two bells waving on them. He had never seen such a formation and stood foolishly.
Come on, don't be afraid, my sister asked you to touch Ying'er to look out again. I pulled the straw rope from Ying'er from behind, afraid that she would turn out from the car window.
The pulled ghost armor squeezed Ying'er's breasts, and her two big breasts looked even more tender and seductive because of her congestion.
The boy stood on tiptoe tremblingly, stretched his little hand to the highest point, and grabbed Ying'er's big breasts.
Ah!!!Ying'er screamed softly, and another strand of vaginal fluid flowed down from her thighs.
This is the first time Ying'er was violated by another man (boy?) in front of me.
It feels so weird.
There is no sense of jealousy, only infinite sexual excitement, I am even more sure that this is the feeling I am looking for.
Ying'er looked at me gasping for breath, and she also felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment on her face.
My fiancée, Ying'er, who was once suspected of being cold in sexual intercourse, was touched by a strange little boy in front of me at this unknown small station.
All this stimulated every sensitive nerve in my heart, and I could even clearly feel the violent impact of my heart.
Have you touched it enough? Ying'er leaned back from the window and gave the chicken to her sister
Well... The boy was still hesitating. I looked at him at only 1.4 meters tall. I thought he wasn't tall enough. I guess he was sucking Ying'er's breasts just now.
I...I also want to...see my sister below...
This sentence surprised both of us.I thought we underestimated this unlucky child, and it turned out that it was not a fuel-efficient lamp.
Ying'er looked at me with a puzzled look on her face. I knew she was waiting for my reaction, so she lowered her voice and said, "Wife, you are so awesome, my husband loves you so much."
Encouraged Ying'er bit her lower lip and slowly stood up from the dining table.
You bad kid, after you have shown you the following, you will give the roasted chicken to your sister?As she said that, Ying'er tried to maintain her body balance, lifted her right leg up, put it on the window frame of the car window, and looked back at me who was about to spit out of fire.
Husband... your Ying'er has been seen by others... Do you like it?... While saying that, he stretched his hands under his body, combed the pubic hair covered with vaginal fluid a few times, and slowly pulled the two labia majora to both sides.
I almost bleed from the side, admiring Ying'er's potential and plasticity. These details that I had not guided before can be creatively completed.
This is my sister's pussy...Ah... Ying'er closed her eyes and used one finger to dip her vaginal fluid to gently rub the obviously erect clitoris.
Ah...Sister... I usually like to touch myself like this...Ah...It feels so comfortable...Ah... Do you want to touch your sister's pussy?Ying'er's hands were regularly spinning around her clitoris, gradually immersing herself in the lustful state of her fantasy...
Can this be touched?The boy asked timidly.
Damn, I thought to myself, this child is a piece of material for doing business and politics, and he knows how to get more and more.
You...you...you wait...
Ying'er turned her head, shook her head desperately at me, and whispered, Husband...This...This really doesn't work.
I pulled my face down and nodded, indicating that I wanted her to continue.
Ying'er looked out the window in despair and was almost crying.
I felt heartbroken, but now I stop and all my previous efforts are wasted. How to do the subsequent part?
I was confused by the satisfaction of the trainer and my husband's love for his wife...
OK... Ying'er said to the boy helplessly.
Sister, then wait for me and I'll be back soon!After the words fell, the child disappeared again.
Wife... Today, my husband wants you to break through your limits.I came out from behind the curtains and said to Ying'er, who was so beautiful, "So far, except for Uncle Duan and her husband, have there any other men entered your body?"
Ying'er shook her head in tears.
Well, today my husband asks you to let this little boy enter your body.
Of course, my husband doesn’t ask that he must fuck your bad pussy with his cock, but you will seduce him to masturbate you later and let him insert his fingers into your pussy. When he fucks you, my husband will hear the most lewd words you can think of from your mouth. Do you understand?
I said to Ying'er word by word, and every dirty word was deliberately accented.I think this is the most effective way to control and destroy Ying'er's shame in terms of will.
Ying'er was shocked after hearing this, and wanted to say something, but she swallowed it back.
Husband... I will do whatever you say...but...but...but after I was made...dirty, don't want me...Ah...Woo... Ying'er slowly raised her head and cried sadly.
No, my husband is too happy, I comforted Ying'er.
At this time, the black shadow gradually moved back, but this time it was obviously much slower.
When I saw it closer, I almost laughed out loud.
This unlucky child found a freight wooden box from the station from somewhere and worked hard to drag it here.
I motioned for Ying'er and asked her to be prepared, so I hid back behind the curtains.
The boy moved the wooden box to the car window and stood up. His body suddenly grew taller. His chin had reached the lower edge of the car window, and he could see everything in our car.
Ying'er adjusted her breathing, looked at me hiding aside, and gave me a smile.
Then she turned her back to the car window and sat on the ridge. The cold window frame made Ying'er take a breath of air conditioning. Then she hooked her hands against the upper edge of the car window and slowly stretched out her butt from the window.
Before Ying'er's butt could be completely out, the boy's hands had already hugged Ying'er's two fat ass.
Ah…husband…he…he touched my butt and Ying'er called out softly.
It was probably the first time the boy touched a female body. He touched her hands up and randomly, and Ying'er was made to be full of lust and moaned repeatedly.
My husband can’t see it, tell me what he is doing?I lowered my head and asked Ying'er in a low voice
Ah...Ah...He...he...is touching my ass with my vaginal fluid... Ying'er closed her eyes and gasped.
The first time she was violated by another man in front of her husband was also a huge stimulation for her.
Are you comfortable?A slut?
Comfortable...comfortable...
Okay, let’s see you below. I’m blinking and I can start the topic.
Well... Ying'er nodded, turned her head back, and said to the window, "Little brother...You touched my sister... It feels so comfortable...Ah...You... Do you know where women's slutty pussy?"
have no idea……
Then you...you see...the small hole in the middle of my sister's butt?...Ah... As she said that, Ying'er also deliberately stretched her butt out.
That person with vaginal fluid...the hole...is my sister's slut...
Yes, the boy replied, but his hands never stopped.
Oh...husband...he...he...he's so good that someone's pussy is...Ah...I want his dirty hands...Fuck your wife...Ying'er gradually got up. She already knew to highlight her identity to stimulate her perverted husband.
Well... My wife is such a bitch. She actually seduced a child to fuck her in front of her husband. I also followed the situation, and then Ying'er continued to stimulate Ying'er in language.
Ah!!!He...he inserted his finger in!!!This little hooligan...is clearly not...Ah...so deep... Ying'er's moan increased by two more decibels.
OK... OK... You fuck your sister so comfortable... Don't just use your hands... Use your tongue... Use your tongue to add sister... Little Doudou on her pussy... Ying'er turned her head and continued to shout out the window
Ah!…Yes…Yes… That’s the other side…he used his sucking…sucking it with his mouth…AhAh…I’m going to ascend to heaven…
Suddenly, the boy left Ying'er's body.
Don't...Don't leave...I haven't... Ying'er screamed in dismay.
Sister, I feel sore from the bottom. But my pity child, is it already broken?
A more bold training project flashed through my mind. I looked at my watch and found that it was almost half an hour since I arrived at the station, and there was still half an hour left, so I had to hurry up.
Ying'er's eyes were already out of focus, and she was sitting on the window panting with fragrance, so she couldn't count on her.
I walked out from behind the curtain and said to the boy standing on the box. Don’t be afraid. You come up from the car door next to you. Our private room is number XX. If you come up, my sister will help you relieve pain.
The boy was very simple and jumped out of the box without thinking too much and ran towards the car door.
I carried Ying'er down from the car window. She walked out of the disappointment that had not yet retreated from the edge of orgasm, and exhaled gently.
Wife, you performed so perfectly today, my husband really loves you so much.But after we return to Beijing, my husband will start preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, and he may not have so much time to accompany you crazy.Since you have broken through the limit tonight, why not walk forward, okay?
Husband...you want me and him... Ying'er gradually came to her senses.
My husband has no objection to what you have done, but at least, I want to see you blow the trumpet to him...
This... Before Ying'er could react, the door of the private room had been knocked.
Without waiting for Ying'er to react, I opened the door with one hand.
The boy in a tattered military uniform stood in front of us.
I quickly stuck my head outside the private room, looked around, and after confirming that there was no one else, I pulled the boy in, locked the door with my backhand.
Looking closely at the boy, his thin face was covered with oil, and his stained old military uniform was obviously too big for him. He was a miserable child who was making a living along the train.
How old are you? I asked
The boy stared at Ying'er, who was naked in the corner of the wall, and replied 14
Have you ever touched a woman?I don't want to waste my time, I asked straight to the point
No... No... The boy lowered his head shyly and stared at the worn-out Liberation cloth shoes on his feet.
Is your sister beautiful?Do you like it?
pretty!The boy looked at Ying'er, then looked at me and said I...I like...
Does it still hurt below you?I asked him
Well... the boy nodded
You just made your sister very comfortable, and she likes you very much. Do you want your sister to help you relieve pain?I deliberately told Ying'er who was curled up beside her
Well... the boy nodded again.
Ah!!!Don't...husband... Ying'er screamed and I quickly picked her up from behind.
I hugged Ying'er and slowly spread her thighs to both sides at the boy. Ying'er's pussy was completely exposed to the boy's face. The private room was filled with a smell. I don't know if it was Ying'er's pussy smell or the sour smell on the boy's body.
Don't...husband... Ying'er couldn't close her legs, so she could only cover her face with her hands shyly.
Look, my sister is not happy enough. Come over and lick her again, which makes her happy. She will help you relieve the pain in a while. I said to the boy who was stupid.
The boy walked forward two steps and knelt in front of Ying'er.
He stroked Ying'er's labia with his trembling hands, then put his little face closer, and sucked the slutty of his pussy hard. I guess he had just been affected by the angle and light and could not let him see clearly. Now he is really looking.
Ah...husband...so...so embarrassing Ah... Ying'er was almost collapsed. The first time she was so close to her husband, she was seen by another man in front of her body and was still being held by her husband.
The boy stuck out his tongue and swept the vaginal fluid on both sides of his thighs. He gradually approached his labia, and tried harder. Finally, he put the entire vagina into his mouth, sucking it while adding it, making a ziz sound like drinking a bowl of delicious soup.
Ying'er at first restrained herself from screaming, but this direct sensory stimulation was unbearable for any woman, and she started moaning loudly in less than a minute.
Ah... don't want Ah... so... so comfortable Ah... husband... his tongue is so soft... my pussy is going to melt...
You see, they have worked hard for so long, should you also repay them?I whispered in Ying'er's ear.
Um... um... you perverted husband... just like to see your wife... give others a dick... um... I'm so shameless... um... Ying'er moaned in crying voice, brought her to the edge of orgasm again. um... okay... Then today... my wife will embarrass you...
After I put Ying'er down, her legs became weak and she knelt on the ground.I got up and pulled the boy up and said to him, "Stand up, my sister promised to help you."
The boy's legs were shaking, and his small dirty hands covered with elvesic fluid were not sure where to put them, but it could be seen that he was trying to keep himself upright.
Ying'er slowly climbed up to the boy and looked back at me, as if she had confirmed for the last time whether I really wanted her to do this. I nodded. It was already here and there was no room for turning back.
Ying'er slowly helped the boy take off his old military uniform pants, and a stinking smell came over the cover. There were no underwear inside the boy. Under his sparse pubic hair was a small cock wrapped in phimosis. He was held firmly in front of his straddle, and his dick was covered with dirt.
I took out a box of wet tissue from my bag, handed it to Ying'er, and said to her that it was your first time today. I allowed you to use this. Next time, my dick will be cleaned up with my mouth. Do you understand?
Ying'er nodded and wiped the boy's penis with a wet tissue.
Ah... The boy retreated reflexively. I guess this was the first time he was touched by a woman.
Ying'er slowly pushed away his phimosis and continued to carefully clean the boy's penis. His phimosis was filled with dirt, which made me doubt whether the boy had taken a shower in his life.
After wiping the penis, Ying'er continued to wipe his scrotum, and I thought to myself, yo?
Can you wait for this...
Ying'er knelt in front of the boy, held the clean penis with her hand, and leaned forward. The pipe was repeatedly wiped, and the penis still emitted a faint smell of odor.
Ying'er looked at me, frowned, stuck out her tongue and licked the boy's glans. Maybe she felt the smell was acceptable, so she opened her mouth and took his entire penis into it.
Ah… The boy screamed.Ying'er's mouth kept squirming a few times, and the boy ejaculated in Ying'er's mouth.
Everything happened too quickly and I didn't react.
Ying'er's mouth was full of semen and she was watching me stupidly. It was not good to vomit, nor was it good to not vomit.
Swallow it!I ordered it.
Ying'er closed her eyes, her throat squirmed a few times, and a large pool of boy semen was swallowed into her stomach by Ying'er.
I didn't say stop, Ying'er could only continue to suck.
This time the boy did not disappoint me. The cock that had ejaculated showed no sign of softening. It went in and out of Ying'er's little mouth. Although it was a few sizes smaller, Ying'er also had relish when sucked.
Another extremely lewd picture was frozen in my memory: this lewd wife, tied to ghost armor and carrying breast bells, licked her dick in front of her husband, thinking of this, I could no longer control myself, so I picked up Ying'er from behind, and with a move of an old man pushing a cart, piercing my big dick through Ying'er's hole.
Ah...husband... Ying'er spits out the boy's dick and screams.
Then I sucked it for me and put his balls in it.I ordered Ying'er to thrust hard from behind.
Ying'er took a deep breath and put the boy's not too big penis and the entire bag of scrotum into her mouth. Her tongue licked the boy's testicles while leaving a lot of saliva on the boy's belly.
You slut, a stinky bitch, eating other men's dicks in front of your husband, are you shameless? I thrust Ying'er's fat ass while thrusting her dick hard to the deepest part.
Woo... Woo... Ying'er... Ying'er... Shameless... Ying'er embarrasses you... Ying'er answers me while crying. Woo... Ying'er cuckolded her husband... Ying'er is a slut... Woo... You... Fuck Ying'er to death...
The boy suddenly frowned and I felt that he was coming soon.I pulled out my dick covered in semen, came to the boy, and ordered the boy while holding the tube.
Bitch, put mine in
Ying'er tried hard to open her mouth to the maximum before she could barely squeeze my cock into the other side. Fortunately, the boy's dick was small, otherwise Ying'er's cherry mouth wouldn't be able to hold on to the things we both.
Ying'er, who was kneeling on the ground, raised her head and looked at me with innocent prayer eyes as she quickly kidnapped her cock. Her mouth made a dull sound like um...um... and her two cocks went in and out of her little mouth. She knew we were in and out of the limit.
Ah... It feels so good... Come... Little brother... Let's cum to this shameless slutty bitch... Semen toilet... I screamed muffled, and countless descendants rushed towards Ying'er's throat. At the same time, I could clearly feel that the little cock next to me was also constantly ejaculating...
Although part of it had been swallowed by Ying'er, Ying'er's little mouth could not hold on to such a large amount of semen, and the overflowing semen flowed all over Ying'er's face and body.
Ying'er, who was extremely excited, dizzy and I picked her up. I picked her up and gently placed her on the bed of the sleeper.
The boy stared at my big soft cock in a daze and quickly lifted his pants.I took out a few hundred-dollar bills from my wallet and held them into his hand.
Little brother, get out of the car quickly. The car is about to drive. Brother Braised Chicken doesn’t want it, and you don’t need to find money.Take this money to go to school, don't sell it along the way.Also, next time someone asks you to get in the car, don’t agree.
Thank you brother... The child looked at the money in his hand, then looked at Ying'er who was sleeping in the sleeper and ran out quickly.
After a while, after a few sounds of air and whistles, the train slowly started.
Ying'er was awakened by the sound and murmured, Husband...I just...
I gently covered her mouth and said gently, my husband knows... Husband thanks you very much... Let's go to Beijing when I wake up...
Ying'er fell asleep deeply, but I lost insomnia again.
The beast in Ying'er's body has been awakened by me. Whether we work together to subdue it or be influenced by it depends on our luck in the next day.
Before I knew it, the sky was covered with white fish belly, and I couldn't sleep all night, and Beijing was already close.
Although the rope has a small amount of rough thorns, most of it has been polished, which shows that it has been used by its owner for a long time.
You said before that Uncle Duan hung you on an old tree, and this is what he used to do?I looked at Ying'er and asked.
Um.Ying'er's face turned red, she didn't dare to look directly into my eyes, and nodded.
Then do you have to teach your husband how to use Ah?
How do I know what you perverted men do?You... use whatever you like.Ying'er felt even more embarrassed, her voice was like a mosquito.
Alas... I only regret that I only have to use the book!
I thought to myself, although my appreciation experience of Japanese SM AV has reached the level of ‘black stage’, this is my first theory to be put into practice.
I had countless AV clips scattered in my mind and decided to first play a simple ghost armor bondage.
First, I am afraid that I will make a fool of myself in front of Ying'er, and then I am not very interested in the rope tied inside the SM.
What I care about is not tying the rope into a beautiful shape, but making Ying'er feel physically bound and psychologically aware of her identity as a trainee. After all, this relationship has just begun.
What are the white spots on this rope?I put the rope closer to Ying'er's nose.
Don't make a fuss... Little pervert... Ying'er hid and said, I won't tell you... you... you know what those are...
Alas...wife...why don't you know what your husband wants?I was a little disappointed to do it on the sleeper.
Ying'er noticed that I stopped and was a little at a loss. She ran over and hugged my arm and said, Husband... Husband... Don't be angry with me...Ah... You can do whatever you want, tell me, I...I will try my best to do it.
I know that I may be far from Uncle Duan in this regard. Ying'er's face turned red when she heard this name. But you are my wife, I don't want to hurt you, so I dare not go too far. I actually just enjoy your reaction.Seeing a good girl in everyone's eyes become a slut who can do the same thing in front of my husband, this gap will make me feel very accomplished
Well... I understand... I will... try to cooperate with my husband in the future... Ying'er shook my arm and said coquettishly, "You're not angry, husband, right?"
I wasn't angry at first, but in fact, I think it's really good for us to do this now. We can tell you anything and let the other party know what they think. I kissed Ying'er's little mouth and said with a smile.
Well, husband.Ying'er looked at me with her big eyes and said, "Actually... you don't have to be afraid of hurting me... I can stand it...
Is this a hint to me?I thought to myself, what are you waiting for? Let's get on.
I took off Ying'er's one-piece stockings a few times, folded the rope in half from the middle and put it around her neck, letting the rope hang down from both sides of her shoulders.
Then he tied a knot in Ying'er's clavicle, cleavage, navel, and pubic bone, and finally tied it from under her crotch to behind her back.
When Ying'er's little pussy was strangled, she deliberately pressed her labia with a rope.
Ah… Ying'er exclaimed softly.
Did you hurt?
No...no...Ying'er's breathing gradually became faster
I didn't stop my hand, and put the rope upwards behind Ying'er's back, corresponding to the knot in front of me and made four buttons behind my back, and finally penetrated it out of the rope behind my neck.
Then, the rope was divided into two left and right strands and stretched to the front of the armpits, and then passed through the knots in front of and behind the body horizontally. While tidying up the position of the rope, the rope was tightened. Every time I pulled it hard, I could hear Ying'er's whisper, and I gradually felt the pleasure of tying the rope.
Ying'er, who was tied up, her cheeks were flushed, making her look more and more erotic.
The two big breasts were even harder by the rope. The congested areola and the nipples shaking the breast bell made people feel the urge to bite.
At the same time, the first-class transparent vaginal fluid oozed out of Ying'er's pussy and slowly remained along her thighs.
Wife, you are so beautiful.I admired it from the bottom of my heart.
Ying'er was embarrassed to lower her head.
How about it? Now I can tell my husband what the white spots on the rope are, right?I laughed.
Well... it's... it's my mother and I... lust... lust... lust... Ying'er whispered
The louder sound, my husband couldn't hear it.
Yes... it's my mother and I'm a pussy!!!Ying'er gritted her teeth and shouted loudly
right.Look, this is the real Ying'er, my husband wants to see the real you
I took out the baby oil from Ying'er's makeup bag and dripped it on Ying'er's clavicle.Watching the baby oil flow slowly down the cleavage, I restrained my desires and used my hands to apply oil to Ying'er's body.
Well... so comfortable... husband...
How am I tied?Like it?I asked
Well... I like it... Ying'er turned around, her fragrant lips slightly raised, looking for my lips
What is better than Uncle Duan’s?
Every time I hear this name, Ying'er reacts more or less...You are better than his... He tied me up tightly...
Ying'er is telling the truth, I still can't do it. I may never do it because of my pity for Ying'er.
I gradually felt that we needed another person, Uncle Duan, but this idea was fleeting, and neither Ying'er nor I was ready yet.
My hand that was wandering on Ying'er finally stopped on her pussy. The middle finger and ring finger of my right hand slid into Ying'er's vagina without any resistance. My thumb was stained with her vaginal fluid and rubbed it gently beside his clitoris.
My vagina, which was tightened by the straw rope, wrapped around my fingers even more tightly.
I chose not to directly stimulate the clitoris, because Ying'er's desires are like making soup with a slow fire. Only by slowly heating up can it come intensely and last for a long time.
Oh...oh...husband...I feel so comfortable...I'll just click in it?Ying'er is gradually in heat.
At this time, I was looking for the next training point in my mind. It was not what I wanted to make Ying'er reach orgasm easily, and even letting her get orgasm is a taboo in training. Only by letting her wander around the edge of orgasm but never reaching that high point will she reveal her lustfulness.
The next stop is XXX. Since the train ahead occupies the train tracks at a later date, the train will stay at XXX Station for an hour, which will cause you the inconvenience... Before the broadcast ended, a complete training plan in my mind had already taken shape.
I swept away the things on the dining table, then picked up Ying'er. Come on, little slut, perform a show for my husband. As I said that, I put Ying'er in screaming on the dining table.
After graduating from high school, my husband has never seen you dance in Xinjiang.At that time, the whole class of boys were so fascinated by you that hehe... do you know?Was I so awesome at school at that time?I am the public enemy of the boys in the whole school!
Although Ying'er has no Uyghur blood, she was born when her mother was in the army in Xinjiang. Maybe she really raised her people. Ying'er's high nose bridge, slightly inclined eyes and white skin once made many people mistakenly think that she was a Uyghur girl.
So the school’s music teacher once went to our class and named her to learn Xinjiang dance.
Every time during school anniversary or leader inspection, Ying'er would be called out of the class to perform.
Recalling these little bits and pieces of the past, I am still very excited now.
After so many years, you have forgotten it long ago?I deliberately provoked her.
Not there!How could I forget after practicing for so long?Besides, you didn't ask me to skip Ah for you?Ying'er stepped on her 15cm high heels, facing her back to the car window, and carefully stood up from the table.
Then, husband, you're ready this time~ Ying'er cleared her throat, hummed a Xinjiang dance music, and danced her body to the rhythm.
Ying'er jumped harder and harder. I looked up and saw the spirit. I didn't know what he was jumping.
I only saw a charming woman with a big straw rope tied up on her waist, shaking the breast bell on her breasts, stepping on the super high transparent thick-bottomed sandwich, twisting the water snake's waist on the dining table.
Sitting beside me, I gradually lost my sense of space. This narrow soft sleeper room has become a stripper on the streets of Shinjuku. Ying'er is no longer my shy fiancée, but a stripper who seduces a perverted Japanese man.
The lights outside the windows gradually light up, and I knew that the train was about to arrive at the station.
Ying'er was still immersed in the melodious foreign melody of Xinjiang dance music, and she did not notice the changes outside at all.
The speed of the car gradually slowed down, and a few figures of people waiting on the platform were swaying in front of the car window. Then there were waves of harsh friction sounds of brake pads and the sound of collision between the carriages. The train stopped at this small station in Shandong.
I don’t know if I should be glad or disappointed. There are too few passengers who get on and off at this township-level station to change buses.
Our live erotic performance in the soft sleeper box did not attract the attention of anyone waiting for the car on the platform.
Just as I was wondering how to continue, something suddenly knocked on the car window three times.
Ying'er screamed, jumped off the table, and hid on the sleeper berth next to her.
Dongdongdongdong There were three more sounds, and I looked closely and it turned out to be a wooden stick.Looking at Ying'er next to her, her face turned pale when she looked scared.
Who Ah?I opened the window and poked my head out.
Brother, do you want mineral water?With the dim light on the platform, I saw a 13-4-year-old boy standing outside the car window wearing a dirt-filled old military uniform and holding a long stick.
The train window was too high for him, and he must have knocked those few sounds with that stick.
don't want!don't want!I shook my hand at him with a bad face, thinking that you little bastard almost ruined my emotions.
I have braised chicken and Erguotou, would you like it?The child had no intention of leaving at all.
I was about to start scolding, but then I thought, Damn, isn’t this a good opportunity to train me?
You have a braised chicken, how do you sell it?
Brother, you want to pick chicken, right?You wait for Ah, I'll get it for you.Before I could speak, he ran away.
I looked out and found that there were no people on the platform of this small station, and it was late at night, and most of the passengers were already asleep.
I thought it was not easy for this child to sell things so late to make a living. Today I will reward you.
Don’t buy things outside randomly, be careful not to eat your stomach. Ying'er complained.
I don't eat, I smiled so badly
Then why did you buy it?I don't eat it, Ying'er said
Because this is your next task, I picked up Ying'er from the sleeper as I said
I want you to buy it with him. I had a pause but I couldn't use the money. Hehe. After that, I put Ying'er back on the dining table.
Husband...I'm afraid... Ying'er knelt on the dining table, her arms crossed her chest and shrank into a ball.But she still learned the lesson I had just lost my temper and did not dare to jump off the dining table without authorization.
Today, my husband wants to see how you bought this roast chicken without any money.Don’t be afraid, it’s just a 13-4-year-old child, you can do anything... I know Ying'er has concerns, so I continue to say, think about it, there are so many people in China, such a small station in the wilderness, and the chance of meeting this child again in this life is smaller than that in the sports lottery. What are you worried about?Besides, he can't get up again, so he can't really do anything to you. Even if he gets up, isn't he still having a husband to protect you?
Ying'er knew she couldn't resist me, and this was a very exciting way to play. More importantly, she had the previous stimulation of her pussy, which stimulated Ying'er's lust, allowing her to slowly open her arms that covered her breasts.
I took advantage of the situation and grabbed her big breasts from behind, ravaging them like a child showing off toys to a child, rubbing Ying'er's perineum and wet vagina with her other hand.
Oh...husband... Ying'er murmured lightly and closed her eyes.
Seeing a figure running towards me in the distance, I hid behind the curtain next to me.
The chicken is here. Ying'er was startled and blocked her chest with her hands reflexively.
Huh?Where is the eldest brother?the child asked.
I pointed at myself and shook my hand.Ying'er understands it.Oh...He Ah...He's not here...He's going to the bathroom
Then this braised chicken... The child lowered his head, as if he hadn't noticed something was wrong with the woman in front of him.
I signaled Ying'er to take her hand away. Ying'er looked at me with a red face, then looked at the child. She was cruel and moved her hand away gradually.
It doesn't matter, you sell it to me.
The boy raised his head happily and saw Ying'er naked on her upper body, Ah!The sound of the sound was so scared that he took two steps back.
My fingers inserted into Ying'er's vagina were so clearly felt that I felt a twitching in her vagina, and Ying'er's lust was hooked up...
You... don't run away, your roast chicken, I want Ying'er to stick her head out and deliberately expose her big breasts out of the window.
Sister...Sister...Where are your clothes?Why are you covered with ropes... The boy was already stunned and might not know what he was talking about.
Oh, it's okay, this rope is...my sister's clothes...good?Ying'er glanced at me next to me, and deliberately held her chest up with her hands. I raised my thumbs up to express my appreciation.
Very... good-looking. Although the boy was a little embarrassed, his eyes never left Ying'er's two big breasts for a moment.
Little brother... Sister wants to discuss it with you. Ying'er shook her hair back and tied her hair with a ponytail behind her. The breast bell on her chest was dinging and thinking about it as she moved, which was very nice.
The boy had been stunned for a long time. This was perhaps the most beautiful city girl he had ever seen in his life.
I lifted a small gap in the curtains, and under the reflection of the bright lights in the carriage, I clearly saw that a small tent had been placed on the boy's crotch.
My sister wants to eat braised chicken, but...but my sister has no money, can you give braised chicken to my sister?Seeing that the boy was not threatening him, Ying'er gradually let go of her psychological barriers and slowly entered the role.
This...this...not very...the child stuttered.
I gestured to Ying'er and pointed to her breasts.Ying'er hesitated for a moment, moved her body to the car window and poked her entire chest out of the car window.
Come on, little brother, don’t you like your sister’s clothes?My sister will show you how to touch it. If you have done it, give the stewed chicken to my sister. OK?
The boy looked at the two big breasts hanging from the car window, with two bells waving on them. He had never seen such a formation and stood foolishly.
Come on, don't be afraid, my sister asked you to touch Ying'er to look out again. I pulled the straw rope from Ying'er from behind, afraid that she would turn out from the car window.
The pulled ghost armor squeezed Ying'er's breasts, and her two big breasts looked even more tender and seductive because of her congestion.
The boy stood on tiptoe tremblingly, stretched his little hand to the highest point, and grabbed Ying'er's big breasts.
Ah!!!Ying'er screamed softly, and another strand of vaginal fluid flowed down from her thighs.
This is the first time Ying'er was violated by another man (boy?) in front of me.
It feels so weird.
There is no sense of jealousy, only infinite sexual excitement, I am even more sure that this is the feeling I am looking for.
Ying'er looked at me gasping for breath, and she also felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment on her face.
My fiancée, Ying'er, who was once suspected of being cold in sexual intercourse, was touched by a strange little boy in front of me at this unknown small station.
All this stimulated every sensitive nerve in my heart, and I could even clearly feel the violent impact of my heart.
Have you touched it enough? Ying'er leaned back from the window and gave the chicken to her sister
Well... The boy was still hesitating. I looked at him at only 1.4 meters tall. I thought he wasn't tall enough. I guess he was sucking Ying'er's breasts just now.
I...I also want to...see my sister below...
This sentence surprised both of us.I thought we underestimated this unlucky child, and it turned out that it was not a fuel-efficient lamp.
Ying'er looked at me with a puzzled look on her face. I knew she was waiting for my reaction, so she lowered her voice and said, "Wife, you are so awesome, my husband loves you so much."
Encouraged Ying'er bit her lower lip and slowly stood up from the dining table.
You bad kid, after you have shown you the following, you will give the roasted chicken to your sister?As she said that, Ying'er tried to maintain her body balance, lifted her right leg up, put it on the window frame of the car window, and looked back at me who was about to spit out of fire.
Husband... your Ying'er has been seen by others... Do you like it?... While saying that, he stretched his hands under his body, combed the pubic hair covered with vaginal fluid a few times, and slowly pulled the two labia majora to both sides.
I almost bleed from the side, admiring Ying'er's potential and plasticity. These details that I had not guided before can be creatively completed.
This is my sister's pussy...Ah... Ying'er closed her eyes and used one finger to dip her vaginal fluid to gently rub the obviously erect clitoris.
Ah...Sister... I usually like to touch myself like this...Ah...It feels so comfortable...Ah... Do you want to touch your sister's pussy?Ying'er's hands were regularly spinning around her clitoris, gradually immersing herself in the lustful state of her fantasy...
Can this be touched?The boy asked timidly.
Damn, I thought to myself, this child is a piece of material for doing business and politics, and he knows how to get more and more.
You...you...you wait...
Ying'er turned her head, shook her head desperately at me, and whispered, Husband...This...This really doesn't work.
I pulled my face down and nodded, indicating that I wanted her to continue.
Ying'er looked out the window in despair and was almost crying.
I felt heartbroken, but now I stop and all my previous efforts are wasted. How to do the subsequent part?
I was confused by the satisfaction of the trainer and my husband's love for his wife...
OK... Ying'er said to the boy helplessly.
Sister, then wait for me and I'll be back soon!After the words fell, the child disappeared again.
Wife... Today, my husband wants you to break through your limits.I came out from behind the curtains and said to Ying'er, who was so beautiful, "So far, except for Uncle Duan and her husband, have there any other men entered your body?"
Ying'er shook her head in tears.
Well, today my husband asks you to let this little boy enter your body.
Of course, my husband doesn’t ask that he must fuck your bad pussy with his cock, but you will seduce him to masturbate you later and let him insert his fingers into your pussy. When he fucks you, my husband will hear the most lewd words you can think of from your mouth. Do you understand?
I said to Ying'er word by word, and every dirty word was deliberately accented.I think this is the most effective way to control and destroy Ying'er's shame in terms of will.
Ying'er was shocked after hearing this, and wanted to say something, but she swallowed it back.
Husband... I will do whatever you say...but...but...but after I was made...dirty, don't want me...Ah...Woo... Ying'er slowly raised her head and cried sadly.
No, my husband is too happy, I comforted Ying'er.
At this time, the black shadow gradually moved back, but this time it was obviously much slower.
When I saw it closer, I almost laughed out loud.
This unlucky child found a freight wooden box from the station from somewhere and worked hard to drag it here.
I motioned for Ying'er and asked her to be prepared, so I hid back behind the curtains.
The boy moved the wooden box to the car window and stood up. His body suddenly grew taller. His chin had reached the lower edge of the car window, and he could see everything in our car.
Ying'er adjusted her breathing, looked at me hiding aside, and gave me a smile.
Then she turned her back to the car window and sat on the ridge. The cold window frame made Ying'er take a breath of air conditioning. Then she hooked her hands against the upper edge of the car window and slowly stretched out her butt from the window.
Before Ying'er's butt could be completely out, the boy's hands had already hugged Ying'er's two fat ass.
Ah…husband…he…he touched my butt and Ying'er called out softly.
It was probably the first time the boy touched a female body. He touched her hands up and randomly, and Ying'er was made to be full of lust and moaned repeatedly.
My husband can’t see it, tell me what he is doing?I lowered my head and asked Ying'er in a low voice
Ah...Ah...He...he...is touching my ass with my vaginal fluid... Ying'er closed her eyes and gasped.
The first time she was violated by another man in front of her husband was also a huge stimulation for her.
Are you comfortable?A slut?
Comfortable...comfortable...
Okay, let’s see you below. I’m blinking and I can start the topic.
Well... Ying'er nodded, turned her head back, and said to the window, "Little brother...You touched my sister... It feels so comfortable...Ah...You... Do you know where women's slutty pussy?"
have no idea……
Then you...you see...the small hole in the middle of my sister's butt?...Ah... As she said that, Ying'er also deliberately stretched her butt out.
That person with vaginal fluid...the hole...is my sister's slut...
Yes, the boy replied, but his hands never stopped.
Oh...husband...he...he...he's so good that someone's pussy is...Ah...I want his dirty hands...Fuck your wife...Ying'er gradually got up. She already knew to highlight her identity to stimulate her perverted husband.
Well... My wife is such a bitch. She actually seduced a child to fuck her in front of her husband. I also followed the situation, and then Ying'er continued to stimulate Ying'er in language.
Ah!!!He...he inserted his finger in!!!This little hooligan...is clearly not...Ah...so deep... Ying'er's moan increased by two more decibels.
OK... OK... You fuck your sister so comfortable... Don't just use your hands... Use your tongue... Use your tongue to add sister... Little Doudou on her pussy... Ying'er turned her head and continued to shout out the window
Ah!…Yes…Yes… That’s the other side…he used his sucking…sucking it with his mouth…AhAh…I’m going to ascend to heaven…
Suddenly, the boy left Ying'er's body.
Don't...Don't leave...I haven't... Ying'er screamed in dismay.
Sister, I feel sore from the bottom. But my pity child, is it already broken?
A more bold training project flashed through my mind. I looked at my watch and found that it was almost half an hour since I arrived at the station, and there was still half an hour left, so I had to hurry up.
Ying'er's eyes were already out of focus, and she was sitting on the window panting with fragrance, so she couldn't count on her.
I walked out from behind the curtain and said to the boy standing on the box. Don’t be afraid. You come up from the car door next to you. Our private room is number XX. If you come up, my sister will help you relieve pain.
The boy was very simple and jumped out of the box without thinking too much and ran towards the car door.
I carried Ying'er down from the car window. She walked out of the disappointment that had not yet retreated from the edge of orgasm, and exhaled gently.
Wife, you performed so perfectly today, my husband really loves you so much.But after we return to Beijing, my husband will start preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, and he may not have so much time to accompany you crazy.Since you have broken through the limit tonight, why not walk forward, okay?
Husband...you want me and him... Ying'er gradually came to her senses.
My husband has no objection to what you have done, but at least, I want to see you blow the trumpet to him...
This... Before Ying'er could react, the door of the private room had been knocked.
Without waiting for Ying'er to react, I opened the door with one hand.
The boy in a tattered military uniform stood in front of us.
I quickly stuck my head outside the private room, looked around, and after confirming that there was no one else, I pulled the boy in, locked the door with my backhand.
Looking closely at the boy, his thin face was covered with oil, and his stained old military uniform was obviously too big for him. He was a miserable child who was making a living along the train.
How old are you? I asked
The boy stared at Ying'er, who was naked in the corner of the wall, and replied 14
Have you ever touched a woman?I don't want to waste my time, I asked straight to the point
No... No... The boy lowered his head shyly and stared at the worn-out Liberation cloth shoes on his feet.
Is your sister beautiful?Do you like it?
pretty!The boy looked at Ying'er, then looked at me and said I...I like...
Does it still hurt below you?I asked him
Well... the boy nodded
You just made your sister very comfortable, and she likes you very much. Do you want your sister to help you relieve pain?I deliberately told Ying'er who was curled up beside her
Well... the boy nodded again.
Ah!!!Don't...husband... Ying'er screamed and I quickly picked her up from behind.
I hugged Ying'er and slowly spread her thighs to both sides at the boy. Ying'er's pussy was completely exposed to the boy's face. The private room was filled with a smell. I don't know if it was Ying'er's pussy smell or the sour smell on the boy's body.
Don't...husband... Ying'er couldn't close her legs, so she could only cover her face with her hands shyly.
Look, my sister is not happy enough. Come over and lick her again, which makes her happy. She will help you relieve the pain in a while. I said to the boy who was stupid.
The boy walked forward two steps and knelt in front of Ying'er.
He stroked Ying'er's labia with his trembling hands, then put his little face closer, and sucked the slutty of his pussy hard. I guess he had just been affected by the angle and light and could not let him see clearly. Now he is really looking.
Ah...husband...so...so embarrassing Ah... Ying'er was almost collapsed. The first time she was so close to her husband, she was seen by another man in front of her body and was still being held by her husband.
The boy stuck out his tongue and swept the vaginal fluid on both sides of his thighs. He gradually approached his labia, and tried harder. Finally, he put the entire vagina into his mouth, sucking it while adding it, making a ziz sound like drinking a bowl of delicious soup.
Ying'er at first restrained herself from screaming, but this direct sensory stimulation was unbearable for any woman, and she started moaning loudly in less than a minute.
Ah... don't want Ah... so... so comfortable Ah... husband... his tongue is so soft... my pussy is going to melt...
You see, they have worked hard for so long, should you also repay them?I whispered in Ying'er's ear.
Um... um... you perverted husband... just like to see your wife... give others a dick... um... I'm so shameless... um... Ying'er moaned in crying voice, brought her to the edge of orgasm again. um... okay... Then today... my wife will embarrass you...
After I put Ying'er down, her legs became weak and she knelt on the ground.I got up and pulled the boy up and said to him, "Stand up, my sister promised to help you."
The boy's legs were shaking, and his small dirty hands covered with elvesic fluid were not sure where to put them, but it could be seen that he was trying to keep himself upright.
Ying'er slowly climbed up to the boy and looked back at me, as if she had confirmed for the last time whether I really wanted her to do this. I nodded. It was already here and there was no room for turning back.
Ying'er slowly helped the boy take off his old military uniform pants, and a stinking smell came over the cover. There were no underwear inside the boy. Under his sparse pubic hair was a small cock wrapped in phimosis. He was held firmly in front of his straddle, and his dick was covered with dirt.
I took out a box of wet tissue from my bag, handed it to Ying'er, and said to her that it was your first time today. I allowed you to use this. Next time, my dick will be cleaned up with my mouth. Do you understand?
Ying'er nodded and wiped the boy's penis with a wet tissue.
Ah... The boy retreated reflexively. I guess this was the first time he was touched by a woman.
Ying'er slowly pushed away his phimosis and continued to carefully clean the boy's penis. His phimosis was filled with dirt, which made me doubt whether the boy had taken a shower in his life.
After wiping the penis, Ying'er continued to wipe his scrotum, and I thought to myself, yo?
Can you wait for this...
Ying'er knelt in front of the boy, held the clean penis with her hand, and leaned forward. The pipe was repeatedly wiped, and the penis still emitted a faint smell of odor.
Ying'er looked at me, frowned, stuck out her tongue and licked the boy's glans. Maybe she felt the smell was acceptable, so she opened her mouth and took his entire penis into it.
Ah… The boy screamed.Ying'er's mouth kept squirming a few times, and the boy ejaculated in Ying'er's mouth.
Everything happened too quickly and I didn't react.
Ying'er's mouth was full of semen and she was watching me stupidly. It was not good to vomit, nor was it good to not vomit.
Swallow it!I ordered it.
Ying'er closed her eyes, her throat squirmed a few times, and a large pool of boy semen was swallowed into her stomach by Ying'er.
I didn't say stop, Ying'er could only continue to suck.
This time the boy did not disappoint me. The cock that had ejaculated showed no sign of softening. It went in and out of Ying'er's little mouth. Although it was a few sizes smaller, Ying'er also had relish when sucked.
Another extremely lewd picture was frozen in my memory: this lewd wife, tied to ghost armor and carrying breast bells, licked her dick in front of her husband, thinking of this, I could no longer control myself, so I picked up Ying'er from behind, and with a move of an old man pushing a cart, piercing my big dick through Ying'er's hole.
Ah...husband... Ying'er spits out the boy's dick and screams.
Then I sucked it for me and put his balls in it.I ordered Ying'er to thrust hard from behind.
Ying'er took a deep breath and put the boy's not too big penis and the entire bag of scrotum into her mouth. Her tongue licked the boy's testicles while leaving a lot of saliva on the boy's belly.
You slut, a stinky bitch, eating other men's dicks in front of your husband, are you shameless? I thrust Ying'er's fat ass while thrusting her dick hard to the deepest part.
Woo... Woo... Ying'er... Ying'er... Shameless... Ying'er embarrasses you... Ying'er answers me while crying. Woo... Ying'er cuckolded her husband... Ying'er is a slut... Woo... You... Fuck Ying'er to death...
The boy suddenly frowned and I felt that he was coming soon.I pulled out my dick covered in semen, came to the boy, and ordered the boy while holding the tube.
Bitch, put mine in
Ying'er tried hard to open her mouth to the maximum before she could barely squeeze my cock into the other side. Fortunately, the boy's dick was small, otherwise Ying'er's cherry mouth wouldn't be able to hold on to the things we both.
Ying'er, who was kneeling on the ground, raised her head and looked at me with innocent prayer eyes as she quickly kidnapped her cock. Her mouth made a dull sound like um...um... and her two cocks went in and out of her little mouth. She knew we were in and out of the limit.
Ah... It feels so good... Come... Little brother... Let's cum to this shameless slutty bitch... Semen toilet... I screamed muffled, and countless descendants rushed towards Ying'er's throat. At the same time, I could clearly feel that the little cock next to me was also constantly ejaculating...
Although part of it had been swallowed by Ying'er, Ying'er's little mouth could not hold on to such a large amount of semen, and the overflowing semen flowed all over Ying'er's face and body.
Ying'er, who was extremely excited, dizzy and I picked her up. I picked her up and gently placed her on the bed of the sleeper.
The boy stared at my big soft cock in a daze and quickly lifted his pants.I took out a few hundred-dollar bills from my wallet and held them into his hand.
Little brother, get out of the car quickly. The car is about to drive. Brother Braised Chicken doesn’t want it, and you don’t need to find money.Take this money to go to school, don't sell it along the way.Also, next time someone asks you to get in the car, don’t agree.
Thank you brother... The child looked at the money in his hand, then looked at Ying'er who was sleeping in the sleeper and ran out quickly.
After a while, after a few sounds of air and whistles, the train slowly started.
Ying'er was awakened by the sound and murmured, Husband...I just...
I gently covered her mouth and said gently, my husband knows... Husband thanks you very much... Let's go to Beijing when I wake up...
Ying'er fell asleep deeply, but I lost insomnia again.
The beast in Ying'er's body has been awakened by me. Whether we work together to subdue it or be influenced by it depends on our luck in the next day.
Before I knew it, the sky was covered with white fish belly, and I couldn't sleep all night, and Beijing was already close.
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