Chapter 108

Ma Ting is originally beautiful and sexy, and she is really an excellent woman with her charming temperament.

It’s just that this woman has suffered so many twists and turns that she was humiliated by her husband when she was just making a phone call.

But when I looked at Ma Ting in front of me, she seemed to have become another person at this moment, two people who were completely unfamiliar with her.

I can't tell which real face is her.

Even at this moment, I remembered my wife again. Is it the wife who will have the face and image that I can’t see.

Women, in my eyes, have always been like fog and illusion. I have never truly understood women for a moment. Perhaps every woman’s own image is fickle. Maybe they don’t know which one they belong to is real!

When I was thinking this way, Ma Ting was already sitting by the bed, making a humming sound as if she was sitting down.

I just listened to Ma Ting muttering to me, but my anus was still a little uncomfortable, so it was not easy to stuff this thing in. Fortunately, you even had lubricant.It won't be too uncomfortable when stuffed in.It was developed last time.Although it starts to feel a little painful when stuffing it into the anus, if you can be gentle tonight, you can still cooperate with you.

Ma Ting's words almost ignited all the desires deep in my heart, and I looked at the woman in front of me, and my heart was constantly entangled.

Ma Ting, why don’t you kneel down.

I said softly to Ma Ting.

Ma Ting smiled at me. The mask she was wearing was filled with strange temptation, and her voice was also filled with teasing in the dark night. Okay, my master, oh by the way, I like you to call me a bitch.

Ma Ting slowly turned around and knelt down. The skirt that could not contain her buttocks had reached her waist due to movements.

I originally wanted her to kneel on the bed, but she actually knelt in front of me, as if kowtowing to me, with her arms on the ground, and lowered her sexy and seductive body.

Seeing this, I didn't say anything else, but I felt very excited about Ma Ting's words.

Is it because he was played with and trained by Huangshikawa that Ma Ting is now addicted to the feeling of being humiliated?

Or use this almost self-abuse and willing to be inferior to others to reduce your hatred for your husband in pain?

I didn't know what Ma Ting was thinking, so I slowly turned to Ma Ting's back and squatted down.

Looking at Ma Ting's upright beautiful buttocks, so charming, almost like a peach, it is simply the kind that all men dream of.

More importantly, the temptation of Ma Ting's mature charm exudes is constantly teasing me all the time.

My fingers slowly placed on her sexy tailbone. I almost saw Ma Ting's back trembling, but she still kept kneeling on the ground, waiting for my movements.

My fingertips slowly slid through her hips, as my fingers gently touched the fluffy tail.

I know that Wang Chao and I met this dick last time, and since last time, all these props were given to me, and now Ma Ting has used it himself.

I slowly held the cock and began to slowly pull it up.

Because of feeling the touch of the penis, Ma Ting's body reflex became stronger and tightly contracted, as if she was resisting the thoughts I wanted to dig out.

Finally, I used some strength and the cock slowly pulled out of Ma Ting's anus.

Seeing this thing being pulled out of Ma Ting's body inch by inch by inch, the visual feeling brought was so wonderful.

When I pulled out all my penis, I made a tempting sound.

Master, are you going in now?I had already washed it while taking a shower and washed it inside. When I was changing clothes in the bedroom, I found an enema device, so I used it myself.

Ma Ting was talking to me, and at the same time she was slowly and temptingly twisting her plump buttocks.

Her fair long legs and tight leather high boots looked so dazzling that when my wife was wearing it, it almost made me crazy.

I sat by the bed, looking at Ma Ting kneeling with her back to me, and my hands couldn't help but touch her elastic buttocks.

While kneading, I felt the strong reaction of my own body.

At this time, under the strong stimulation, I began to recall the videos of Huangshikawa that I saw.

Huang Ishikawa is extremely fond of this kind of game. I even saw too many tricks in his videos, but I am a little worried now because my guilt is constantly emerging.

I am afraid that after I really feel this distorted desire, I will not be able to help doing this to my wife, because I have been ruining my wife last time, and now I am very restraining my impulses that should not have appeared.

Perhaps, it should be fine if you play with Ma Ting?

My thoughts meant that I could not help but want to try it.

I took the head of the leather rope from the ground, and the other end of the rope was linked to Ma Ting's collar, like a dog collar.

Follow me to the outside of the bedroom.

As I spoke, I could feel the dryness and trembling in the deepest part of my throat.

Ma Ting nodded, "Okay, the dog likes being led by the owner."

After saying that, I held the rope, and Ma Ting was slowly kneeling behind me and crawling forward.

Twisting his sexy waist and round peach buttocks, he slowly followed me out of the bedroom.

The corridor was dark, and I could hear Ma Ting's breathing became rapid and violent as she crawled slowly. I was sure that in this shameful state, Ma Ting really started to be excited, which also reduced my guilt a lot.

I didn't turn on the headlights, but fortunately the curtains around me were pulled up. In addition to being able to perfectly appreciate the temptation of depravity in front of me, I can also ensure my safety.

I came to the sofa and sat down, watching Ma Ting still maintain a kneeling position, with those sexy and seductive leather high boots. Ma Ting, who crawled over on her knees, would not have hurt her knees too much.

I picked up the water cup on the coffee table, and there was still tea that I hadn't finished. The cup had become cold. I slowly tilted the cup, letting the cold water drip on Ma Ting's shoulders, back and buttocks.

The cold water made Ma Ting snort, but she still endured the humiliation I had for her.

After loosening the slippers, I stretched out one leg and put it on Ma Ting's shoulder in front of me. Slut, lick it.

Yes, master.

Ma Ting completely entered the role. When she looked up and smiled and said this to me, I even saw her expression with irresistible stimulation and excitement.

I was also in a trance. Does Ma Ting really like this way of being humiliated?

Watching her take my feet off her shoulders while rubbing them on her soft chest.

I enjoyed the wonderful taste and felt the insteps itchy. She had already lowered her head and stuck out her tongue and began to lick it obediently.

The scene in front of me seemed to be as lowly as a dog.