Chapter 430

Finally, with Lao Ma's unremitting efforts, he finally escaped back to another room.

Needless to think about it, Lao Ma's heart is absolutely uneasy. Perhaps he is calming himself and recalling what just happened.

My wife was fucked so hard that she was limp and her hair was messy. She lay quietly on the bed, her slender legs were trembling slightly, and the large ball that kept rising and falling slightly, indicating that she was not fucked to death and was still alive.

My wife, who was fucked and didn't want to move, finally opened her eyes tiredly after a long time.

There is fatigue and laziness in my eyes, but it is more of a kind of satisfaction after the ultimate beauty of the soul and enjoyment.

She opened her eyes, and her lost consciousness was returning to her brain little by little.

She didn't move, only the front door area of ​​her lower body was still kept traces of the slurry that the old horse had just shot in.

After a long time, some of the slurry, some of which stuck to the hair near the entrance of the wife's front door area, had dried up and became solid and tightly stuck to the sexy dense forest.

The sheets at the bottom of the front door of my wife were covered with the slurry that had just flowed out. A little bit of them had penetrated into the sheets, leaving only the wet white marks.

All of this seemed so ambiguous in the whole room.

After waking up for a long time, his wife sat there lazily, then turned her eyes to the wedding photos of Lao Ma and her mother.

Her eyes were dull and she looked at her mother in the photo. At this time, her tears might have dried up, but her eyes were dodging, with repulsion.

Slowly, the wife got up and walked out of the bedroom, then into the bathroom.

The wife did not immediately wash away the traces left by Lao Ma playing with him, but just stood in front of the mirror and looked at her body through the mirror.

There were light kiss marks on my wife's body, which were just left by the old horse, just like bright red plum blossoms, blooming all over my wife's upper body.

The lower half of his wife and the obvious serous liquid left by Lao Ma flowed down the inner side of his wife's beautiful legs.

As my wife just walked around, some of the slurry that was originally stored in the front door also flowed out with the movement.

My wife looked at herself in the mirror for a long time before turning around and turning on the shower, and began to clean the traces left by the old horse on her body.

After the cleanup was completely cleaned up and the wife wiped her body dry, she lowered her head and looked at the front door.

There was already a little red and swollen there. Even though I had experienced pain and adapted to Lao Ma's huge size, I still felt a hot burning feeling after finishing this.

Such burning pain also brings a sense of stimulation and satisfaction that has been experienced.

The wife checked herself and then walked out of the bathroom. Then her wife moved to the room where Lao Ma ran away.

My wife did not wear clothes, but just wrapped herself in a bath towel, and her good figure with a bulge in front and a curvy back was revealed.

The bath towel was wrapped around her body, but it was actually better to say it was covered on her wife's shoulders. Her whole sexy and irritating body was exposed to the air, which seemed so tempting.

Since I had just taken a shower, my wife's graceful and hot body still emitted warm water vapor.

The wife quietly walked to the bedroom and looked inside carefully through the hidden door.

At this time, Lao Ma was lying in this dark bedroom, which was the room where he and my wife had passionately together.

The thoughts on Lao Ma's face were sad, fear, self-blame, and guilt. At this time, Lao Ma seemed to be in tears.

Hearing his wife entering the bathroom and quieted down, he lifted his quilt and swept his crotch inadvertently with a sad face.

The black and ugly giant cannon that had been weak was softly swinging on his crotch.

The dark and ugly giant cannon at this moment was so dark and ugly, but there were white spots on it, as if something had grown. However, the white spots were all dried slurry, and the slurry condensed into pieces, covering the entire dark and ugly giant cannon of Lao Ma.

Due to dryness, there are also pieces of transparent white skins between the gaps of the white spots. The white skins are wrapped like dry glue. These transparent white skins are formed after the wife's transparent love liquid is dried up and condensed.

Looking at the dark and ugly cannon covered with its own slurry and the water that my wife had just secreted, the old horse, who was full of sorrow, suddenly showed a hint of satisfaction and excitement.

I originally thought it was a dream just now, but the traces brought back from my dark and ugly cannon show that everything just now was real, and I finally completely inserted into my wife.

And she also let her be happy and climaxed under her crotch. At this time, the water dried up around her dark and ugly cannon is a proof.

Since the old horse had just finished exploding, shame and guilt came out, and he ran away in a panic, without thinking about wiping his black and ugly cannon covered with sesame and love fluid.

There was a pack of disinfectant wipes on the bedside table. Lao Ma took out a wet wipe and was about to wipe his dark and ugly cannon. However, when the wet wipes were about to touch his dark and ugly cannon, Lao Ma suddenly stopped.

He stared at his ugly and black cannon covered in love juice and was dazed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Finally, Lao Ma threw the new wipe that was useless once into the trash can at the bedside, and then gently covered his black and ugly cannon with a quilt.

After that, he held his breath and didn't know what he was thinking about. He just looked occasionally happy, sometimes intoxicated, sometimes sad, and sometimes blamed himself. At this time, Lao Ma must have recalled everything that had just been beautiful but entangled, and he was savoring it.

Lao Ma, who was closing his eyes and savoring, didn't know that his wife was watching all this quietly.

He and his wife took a few steps back and pretended to make footsteps, which sounded like they had just walked out of the bathroom. At this time, Lao Ma suddenly opened his eyes.

At this time, every move of his wife touched his heart.

Perhaps because he heard his wife's footsteps getting closer and closer to his room, Lao Ma's breathing became more and more rapid.

Excited, fear, confusion, and confusion, many complex emotions are reflected on Lao Ma's face, and each emotion is constantly repeating on Lao Ma's face.

At this time, Lao Ma's eyes were widening. Perhaps at this time, Lao Ma was praying, praying that his wife would just go to the kitchen or the back balcony, not to enter his room.

Because Lao Ma can't determine what his wife feels and mentality about him now.

It’s just that the ideal is beautiful, the reality is cruel, and the door of Lao Ma’s bedroom was opened.

No need to guess who it was. Lao Ma's eyes didn't have the courage to look at the door. Lao Ma was so busy covering his quilt on his head, wrapping himself tightly, without any part of his body.

My wife entered Lao Ma's bedroom and the whole process was determined and decisive without any scrupulousness or drag.