Chapter 8

When I woke up, it was almost dusk. I got up and started looking for my wife. She was already back. She sat quietly behind the house, staring at the sunset and dazed in vain. My heart sank. She had not yet been freed from her chaotic thoughts. If this was the case, I was actually worried about the fear that her obsession with SB's strong cock brought her. Although her thoughts were shameless, they were indeed a portrayal of my heart.

I went over and hugged my wife's shoulder. She was frightened involuntarily. She found that it was me, so she smiled brightly, and then leaned her head against my waist

After another sleep, my physical strength recovered a lot and my speech began to be flexible, but my throat still hurts severely

I asked her when she came back, and my wife said she had come back very early, but she didn't wake me up when she saw that I was sleeping sweetly

I asked the doctor again what the doctor said, my wife said nothing was wrong, maybe she was too tired and drank wine again, and said she would be fine after a few days of rest, so she prescribed some medicine... After that, my wife stood up and went into the house to get me the medicine to treat my throat.

After taking the medicine, I pulled a chair and sat next to my wife. My wife pointed to the hanging sheet and asked: Did you wash it?

I knew what she was worried about, so I deliberately asked: When did I ever be so diligent?

Ha ha

Wife nodded: So too

I told her that my mother found it from the closet and took it to wash it. It was not dirty for only one night. What rice did you change to make?

My wife said oh, and said insincerely: So many people sat on it last night, it wasn't dirty, I still want to wash it myself after I come back

Then the two began to remain silent. I had been fighting in my heart for a long time. Should I mention the topic of last night? In the end, I had to tie the bell if I wanted to untie the bell. So I asked her embarrassedly: Why did I find that you seem unhappy?

My wife smiled lightly: Nothing is there, so happy...

I flattered her: I will be happy only if my wife is happy. If my wife is unhappy, I will definitely be unhappy...

My wife enjoyed it very much and smiled happily: I saw you had a mouth, hehe

I continued: Actually, what about the bridal chamber last night... When I heard the words "bridal chamber", my wife's face turned red and her expression began to become complicated. I looked at her and didn't dare to look at her again, for fear that I would make her feel even more uncomfortable when I stared at her.

I pretended to be relaxed and continued: Don't take it to heart. We are such a vulgarity. It seems that if the bride is not considered a wedding. I told you that you didn't believe it, but now I believe it. I didn't want to come back to do this, but I was afraid that you wouldn't accept it. Haha... I glanced at my wife's expression that was so complicated that it was a little embarrassed, and suddenly came to her ear and said: You are already very good. I heard that you took off all the clothes of the bride and groom, and you just walked away. It's okay. I love you, that's enough...

Hearing this, my wife's expression stretched out obviously. She pouted and leaned over to me. I held her face and kissed her hard, but I clearly saw two tears hanging on the corners of her eyes.

This scene happened to be seen by my aunt who had just finished washing the vegetables. My aunt has always been used to it and started to tease her immediately: Yoyo yo ~~ The bride is no longer shy just after getting married... My wife blushed and spat at her aunt: We have been married for a long time.

After saying that, he left me and followed my aunt into the house

I hope my wife can be truly free this time. My purpose is just to make her convinced: I have no idea what happened last night.

Men have many things that need to break their teeth and swallow them into their stomachs.

I have never thought that reason is my advantage, because once a person is rational, he needs to bear a lot of inexplicable things, but if he does not have reason, it is also a disaster

It is natural for men to protect their women. The ideal standard for this kind of protection is to eliminate the situation in the state of Cute. If the fait accompli, then get angry and entangled, it may be not only my own woman, but many others... I am not a qualified man, because no matter how thorough I think about it, I still failed to protect my woman. I watched a penis pierce the most private and tender stamen of my wife. Although there are many objective factors in it, this is not an excuse!

This is what I am most confused about

I was sitting behind the house and was stunned, so I went upstairs to see their mahjong. My little cousin was there too. I felt a move in my heart and asked my sister-in-law which hospital I went to. My little cousin said he didn't go to the hospital, so I went to the pharmacy to buy some medicine and came back.

My cousin's words basically confirmed my guess. My wife was fake for medical treatment, and I bought the medicine afterwards. My wife had never taken birth control pills. According to her, that thing is easy to gain weight. After I finished wearing a condom, I occasionally said that I really didn't feel it when I wore this thing, my wife rarely asked me to use condoms. During the safety period + external body, I occasionally used condoms during the dangerous period. Fortunately, my wife's menstruation was accurate and there was no problem.

This wedding was chosen as the absolute safety period of my wife. The menstrual period was just clean two days before returning home. I originally wanted to be very happy in the atmosphere, but I never wanted to make SB feel happy in front of me.

My wife went to buy after-effect medicine, which made me feel half of my heart. At least it proved that she was not at the point of nostalgia for someone else's cock to bring her orgasm. Instead, she was full of anxiety, guilt and disgust for this ejaculation.

After reading mahjong, it was not interesting. I went downstairs and entered the new house. My wife was lying on the bed and flipping through a boring magazine. Her butt was raised under her jeans. MD, this woman, no matter what position she is, she has the urge to fuck her.

I pounced on it and pressed her on the bed. My wife quickly pushed me: I hate you, so many people... I smiled and didn't let go, and I pressed her butt with my crotch. I moved several times before letting go. My wife was so pressed out of breath and said softly: I hate you, the door is not closed, go and close quickly... I let her go, get up and close the door. When I walked to the door, I suddenly found that Qiangzi's SB was already sitting in the main hall. Damn, there was no one in the room when I came back, so there were a few more times. Should I be seen by this SB just now? Enemies are really tm-waiting!

When the enemy met, I was extremely jealous. I glared at him fiercely. SB also found that I was looking at him and gave him a smile. I smiled awkwardly and closed the door. Why did this SB have the face to eat and drink? I don’t count my food, but I don’t count my drinking. Tm even got my wife, and it hurts the next door.

My wife was very surprised that I suddenly felt depressed after closing the door. Actually, I really wanted to act in front of her without any trouble, but it was so difficult to control human emotions. My mind was no longer full of warm interest, and my mind was full of anger and flames of revenge.

Of course my wife didn't know what happened. She put down the book and put it into my crotch with a flattering hand, rubbed her dick and balls, and touched it to my ears: Are you not good enough, you, giggles... The dick that was hard when she used to make her hand hard this time was indeed a big loss of standard, and it was half soft and not hard

How can this happen if a woman says it doesn’t work?

As soon as I turned over, I pressed my wife under me: Slutty sister, how dare you say your husband is not good, now let you see if it is okay... While talking, I pulled her clothes, my wife hurriedly begged for mercy: No, there are people outside, how good is it tonight? Is it good tonight? Although I am a two-story building, which is much more soundproof than the tiled house of my aunt's house, it is indeed difficult to achieve a comfortable environment for fucking. People are coming and going, so I let her go, turned over and lay on the bed, and pointed to the proudly raised crotch and said: What can you do?!

My wife snatched on me, took out her dick and gently stroked it. I pressed her head down, and my wife opened her mouth tactfully and started sucking.

I was not idle either. I put my palm into her chest and played with her big breasts. I felt a little excited: No matter what, this position has not been lost yet.

Unfortunately, all those who have kept the second high point, but the most important position was lost... My wife sucked and spitted for a while, patted my cock and said mischievously: Bird, will you let you go into the bird's nest in the evening? Now let it go quickly, be good... As long as my wife let go, it is very charming

We kept warm for a while, and the dinner was about to begin, so we started to get up to tidy up our clothes.

I suddenly asked: Have you brought your evening dress? My wife said: I brought it with you.

I said in an unquestionable tone: Wear it!

My wife turned her head and looked at me in surprise, and asked in disbelief: What?!

Don't you let it wear it?

I smiled: Today is different, no one makes trouble... A hint of surprise flashed across my wife's face, and it passed away in a flash. I said it was not good, but the person began to walk towards the suitcase he brought back... I was secretly funny, women always speak so badly.

I have always been unable to understand why my wife dares to wear anything. Her wardrobe is sexy and calm, and most of the inner part is T-shaped. She only wears true briefs during menstruation because T-t-trousers can't wrap the sanitary napkins.

Once I hugged her and pulled her little Nene, who was embedded in the crack, and then teased her: Is this comfortable to wear?

The wife answered decisively: It’s uncomfortable!

I said: Then you still wear it every day?

My wife's head turned: Is it for you to wear it for you to see, is it for others to wear it?

When I thought, it really makes sense. When I thought about it, it’s not right. I’m going to get off work and off work, I’ll show it to me... Then my wife said that, I continued to tease me: Actually, I like you to wear nothing more, haha

Then of course I took all my money and another fierce battle

When I went shopping with her, I always laughed at the clothes I liked, saying that I was old-fashioned and dizzy. Could it be that it would be modern if I showed more?!

Whenever this is the case, I will compliment her: If you are beautiful, you will look beautiful in whatever you wear.

My wife said: I'm not pretty

I immediately said: Damn, that's not necessary. It's useless to wear anything if you're not beautiful... After several field battles, I vaguely felt that my wife had a tendency to be exposed in her bones. I once told this distress to an older sister on the Internet, and the older sister was open: Only if you have the capital, you dare to show it. Look at me, where can you dare to show it?!

Exposed to scare me to death

Although I felt a little depressed in my heart, I was still happy after hearing this. I felt extremely satisfied with my vanity. After all, beautiful and sexy women are the dreams of all men. Don’t they often sigh that they are right for a night, without regrets, and eight times a night, even if they die, they are still glorious?

I died all night without regrets, but I was so lucky to be immersed in her gentle hometown for a long time!

But short life is inevitable. I once joked with my wife: If I marry a woman like you, I will live for several years.

My wife raised her mouth and was extremely proud: Anyone who married me will live a short life

My wife's words are not exaggerated. As soon as she raised her butt, I felt the urge to insert it into her to vent my desire, not to mention that it was my own woman. Other women just fantasized, and my own woman rushed up with impulse... So I called her a sperm-sucking goblin, calling it a sperm-sucking goblin, and it was more precise. Every time I would ejaculate quite thoroughly in her body. The exhaustion of being drained is really the greatest enjoyment in life.

The inner depression should be the cause of my own malice. I always feel that my wife is being looked at by others, and I feel like I am losing something.

Of course, I have not been so perverted that I can do everything possible to stop her, and sometimes I even take pride in it. But when I am not used to going out with her, the men's hot and even hungry eyes are very useful, but my wife is very helpful when she is not used to going out with her.