If you really feel tired, you'll have a rest in the remaining months this year. I don't need that much money anyway. The sound of my husband Wanshan came from outside the bathroom.
Well, I know Han Xue, who was blowing her hair in the mirror, responded absent-mindedly
Put down the hair dryer, took a deep breath, and straightened his chest in front of the mirror. Han Xue was slightly excited
In the mirror, I was wearing a transparent shirt, with purple hollowed-out bra and underwear inside. I had a slim figure, slender waist, long legs, and a beautiful face, and the faint Mèi posture between my eyebrows, which was very tempting.
The white goose neck thrust, swallowed, took a deep breath again, Han Xue, who controlled her mood, tidied up her collar for the last time and walked out of the bathroom.
However, she saw an empty living room. Wanshan had entered the bedroom at some point.
Han Xue, whose face was already red, then walked to the bedroom of the hotel suite, took a deep breath again and stepped in.
Fortunately, Wanshan hasn't lie down yet, sitting on the head of the bed in his pajamas, flirting with something
Husband... Han Xue put one hand on the door frame, leaned her body obliquely, bent one leg, and leaned her heel against the door frame, fully showing her attractive body, making a resentful look, and screaming softly
Yes, Wanshan responded, looked up at his little wife, and then lowered again, just like a tempting woman standing at the door, just a red pink skeleton
Han Xue looked at him in shock. Before he could react, he saw him lying on the bed and turned off the bedside lamp on his side: Go to bed early, you are tired, there is still something to do tomorrow
Although she was mentally prepared, seeing this scene still made Han Xue feel cold. She really wanted to grab something and smash it on him. Then she screamed angrily: Wanshan, are you a fucking man?
But soon, more powerlessness surged up, making her unable to get angry at all. She could only take heavy steps and sit down and then lie down.
More than once, Wanshan has ignored her like this more than once. No, to be precise, since that shameful encounter, Wanshan has never touched her again
No matter how hard Han Xue seduces her, she will take the initiative to take the initiative to take the lead and sit on it. However, Wanshan just doesn't move, just like... it's like impotence.
Taking a deep breath again, Han Xue lay down and wanted to try again: Husband...
Wanshan's light snoring sounded at the right time, obviously asleep. Han Xue was stunned, turned her head and showed an incredible look, and then slowly turned back, tears faintly on her eyes.
She closed her eyes a little bit by herself, but in just a moment, her body trembled slightly, her face became rosy, breathing rapidly, full of indescribable desire, and finally trembled twice, opened her eyes and sat up in surprise and exclaimed.
After a few breaths of fear and beauty, he calmed down slightly, and then looked at his husband who was still asleep. Han Xue secretly touched his legs, and his face became miserable again. In just a few minutes, the sexy purple hollow underwear had already moistened a large piece of it.
Finally, I finally began to forget the scenes of those two days. Today, just a text message made her recall again and deeply
How did that huge penis penetrate into her pussy, how did it thrust freely, how did it make her ecstasy, how did she resist at first, how did she cater to her later, and even these extremely shameful scenes of calling her husband while being fucked, and tortured her every day at the beginning.
Just close your eyes and you can recall it, and then your body begins to be full of desire, full of desire to be played with by that man. The private water fills the pussy unstoppable, and it flows out loud, making people unable to control themselves. Every night, they masturbate several times and ejaculate several times before they can remove the desire slightly and rest peacefully.
She originally wanted to find some comfort from her husband, but Wanshan just didn't touch her, and her face was not so thick that she forced her to take off her underwear, so she could only keep using her fingers to make her Fan Song
Originally, as time passed, Han Xue's desire had subsided a lot. At least she could sleep without masturbating. The scenes in her memory gradually began to blur. Who knew that after tonight's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, the text message she received made the shameful and happy memories come alive and come to her eyes.
Although it was just a text message of about ten words, Han Xue could see the bald scar man, the devil standing in front of him and smiling at him: Do you miss me?
That kind of fear is indescribable. After being insulted, she also thought of a way to investigate the man, but there was no result.
I don’t know my name or origin, and went to the community to watch videos. There was no similar person who came to pry his door and used the things he touched for testing. There was only her fingerprint. As for the semen spots... she didn’t have that skin.
In short, that man seemed to appear out of thin air, and was born to rape her.
It would be fine if he stopped showing up, but now he sent such a text message. When she returned to the hotel and wanted to read it again, the text message was gone. Although she really wanted to believe it was an hallucination and was misunderstood by herself, her intuition told her that the devil would definitely come to her.
Then, besides fear, there is an indescribable desire. That penis... that big cock... makes her die... making her unable to forget that her body is too hungry and has not been comforted by the real cock for a long time.
So Han Xue will only wear sexy underwear tonight and want to try to seduce Wanshan to have sex. In any case, this is her husband. Even if it is arranged by the family, she still has some feelings, not to mention that Wanshan is still very good to her.
I've been insulted before and I've been sorry for my husband. Now I can't do anything to sorry for him anymore.
However, what I never expected was that Wanshan was still as sexually interested in her as before.
It would be fine if it was the same as before, but Han Xue, who was frightened by the text message tonight, obviously couldn't just do it.
After calming down, he looked at Wanshan who was sleeping dyingly. Han Xue, who bit her lips and was sad and dissatisfied, suddenly lit up, and she took a few quick breaths, and finally lay down.
In a few seconds, she closed her eyes, arched her legs, grabbed her plump left breast with her left hand and began to knead it, while her right hand stretched between her legs and gently rubbed it on her underwear.
With just a few strokes, her body began to tremble slightly, and she subconsciously thrust upwards, and her face changed into a happy and obsessed look.
The hand above had pulled the bra open and kneaded the breasts directly. Because of the excessive force, the whole breast had jumped out. As her hands continued to change shape, the buds on the tip of the nipple were so hard that they could no longer be hard.
The fingers below kept stroking the underwear. The vaginal fluid oozing out of the vagina had completely wet the part of the crotch. You could vaguely see the shape of the two petals, and the raised little bean was extremely clear to lift the underwear.
Ah...Ah... I want... so many... I want... Han Xue began to moan unconsciously, and her intoxicated face was filled with desires, and her smile was extremely happy, as if she was in the Pure Land
Especially when her fingers pressed on the beans, her body would tremble more violently every time she rotated and rubbed.
Ah... so... so itchy... so itchy... Han Xueru moaned with tears and complaining, and simply stretched her hands between her legs. Her wet panties were even pushed apart, and she rubbed and scraped it up directly on the petals. Her lower body was raised high, almost pushing a few words on the bed.
Finally, a stream of liquid shot out from her vagina, spilling on the bed, and her whole body stretched upwards and turned into a bow, and screamed at the top of her lungs: AhAhAh!
After several seconds, she softened back to the bed, gasping for breath, her skin was full of flush after orgasm, and her face was filled with a happy expression with extremely satisfied feeling.
After several minutes, Han Xue slowly recovered, and then her face changed when she thought of something and hurriedly looked around. However, Wanshan was still asleep. At best, she changed her posture, as if she had no idea what her wife was doing next to her. She didn't have the excitement moan or the last refreshing scream.
Han Xue stared at her husband for a long time before slowly turning her head, her eyes were full of loss. She had already pulled her face down to this level. She could not get any attention and comfort from him... Do you really want her to take off his underwear and lick his cock without any shame?
Han Xue looked at the ceiling with tears flashing, her chest slumped, suddenly got up from the bed, put on her slippers and walked out of the bedroom, and when she reached the door, she slammed the door and slammed it.
However, until she entered the bathroom, the bedroom door had not been opened. As you can imagine, Wanshan was still sleeping very well.
Standing in front of the bathroom, looking at herself who still looked sexy in the mirror, especially her face was blushed after orgasm, which was particularly tempting, but Han Xue only felt a fire burning in her heart, which made her unable to help but want to scream, but after the flames burned, it turned into an indescribable sadness.
She suddenly covered her face and let out a sob. It was not her fault, it was that person who sneaked in and raped her. Why did God still treat her like this?
Tears slid from time to time on from time to time on, as if they were abandoned by the whole world. She choked for a long time before she stopped. Then, her hands fell down again, and one hand held her breasts, and the other hand stretched between her legs, followed by a low sound of panting.
The tears on the face with closed eyes were not dry, but the corners of the mouth were slightly raised, with an indescribable happy expression of self-deprecation
Well...um...um...Han Xue's body began to twist subconsciously, as if she had been immersed in the pleasure of masturbation again, and then her hands grabbed her waist from behind.
Well, I know Han Xue, who was blowing her hair in the mirror, responded absent-mindedly
Put down the hair dryer, took a deep breath, and straightened his chest in front of the mirror. Han Xue was slightly excited
In the mirror, I was wearing a transparent shirt, with purple hollowed-out bra and underwear inside. I had a slim figure, slender waist, long legs, and a beautiful face, and the faint Mèi posture between my eyebrows, which was very tempting.
The white goose neck thrust, swallowed, took a deep breath again, Han Xue, who controlled her mood, tidied up her collar for the last time and walked out of the bathroom.
However, she saw an empty living room. Wanshan had entered the bedroom at some point.
Han Xue, whose face was already red, then walked to the bedroom of the hotel suite, took a deep breath again and stepped in.
Fortunately, Wanshan hasn't lie down yet, sitting on the head of the bed in his pajamas, flirting with something
Husband... Han Xue put one hand on the door frame, leaned her body obliquely, bent one leg, and leaned her heel against the door frame, fully showing her attractive body, making a resentful look, and screaming softly
Yes, Wanshan responded, looked up at his little wife, and then lowered again, just like a tempting woman standing at the door, just a red pink skeleton
Han Xue looked at him in shock. Before he could react, he saw him lying on the bed and turned off the bedside lamp on his side: Go to bed early, you are tired, there is still something to do tomorrow
Although she was mentally prepared, seeing this scene still made Han Xue feel cold. She really wanted to grab something and smash it on him. Then she screamed angrily: Wanshan, are you a fucking man?
But soon, more powerlessness surged up, making her unable to get angry at all. She could only take heavy steps and sit down and then lie down.
More than once, Wanshan has ignored her like this more than once. No, to be precise, since that shameful encounter, Wanshan has never touched her again
No matter how hard Han Xue seduces her, she will take the initiative to take the initiative to take the lead and sit on it. However, Wanshan just doesn't move, just like... it's like impotence.
Taking a deep breath again, Han Xue lay down and wanted to try again: Husband...
Wanshan's light snoring sounded at the right time, obviously asleep. Han Xue was stunned, turned her head and showed an incredible look, and then slowly turned back, tears faintly on her eyes.
She closed her eyes a little bit by herself, but in just a moment, her body trembled slightly, her face became rosy, breathing rapidly, full of indescribable desire, and finally trembled twice, opened her eyes and sat up in surprise and exclaimed.
After a few breaths of fear and beauty, he calmed down slightly, and then looked at his husband who was still asleep. Han Xue secretly touched his legs, and his face became miserable again. In just a few minutes, the sexy purple hollow underwear had already moistened a large piece of it.
Finally, I finally began to forget the scenes of those two days. Today, just a text message made her recall again and deeply
How did that huge penis penetrate into her pussy, how did it thrust freely, how did it make her ecstasy, how did she resist at first, how did she cater to her later, and even these extremely shameful scenes of calling her husband while being fucked, and tortured her every day at the beginning.
Just close your eyes and you can recall it, and then your body begins to be full of desire, full of desire to be played with by that man. The private water fills the pussy unstoppable, and it flows out loud, making people unable to control themselves. Every night, they masturbate several times and ejaculate several times before they can remove the desire slightly and rest peacefully.
She originally wanted to find some comfort from her husband, but Wanshan just didn't touch her, and her face was not so thick that she forced her to take off her underwear, so she could only keep using her fingers to make her Fan Song
Originally, as time passed, Han Xue's desire had subsided a lot. At least she could sleep without masturbating. The scenes in her memory gradually began to blur. Who knew that after tonight's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, the text message she received made the shameful and happy memories come alive and come to her eyes.
Although it was just a text message of about ten words, Han Xue could see the bald scar man, the devil standing in front of him and smiling at him: Do you miss me?
That kind of fear is indescribable. After being insulted, she also thought of a way to investigate the man, but there was no result.
I don’t know my name or origin, and went to the community to watch videos. There was no similar person who came to pry his door and used the things he touched for testing. There was only her fingerprint. As for the semen spots... she didn’t have that skin.
In short, that man seemed to appear out of thin air, and was born to rape her.
It would be fine if he stopped showing up, but now he sent such a text message. When she returned to the hotel and wanted to read it again, the text message was gone. Although she really wanted to believe it was an hallucination and was misunderstood by herself, her intuition told her that the devil would definitely come to her.
Then, besides fear, there is an indescribable desire. That penis... that big cock... makes her die... making her unable to forget that her body is too hungry and has not been comforted by the real cock for a long time.
So Han Xue will only wear sexy underwear tonight and want to try to seduce Wanshan to have sex. In any case, this is her husband. Even if it is arranged by the family, she still has some feelings, not to mention that Wanshan is still very good to her.
I've been insulted before and I've been sorry for my husband. Now I can't do anything to sorry for him anymore.
However, what I never expected was that Wanshan was still as sexually interested in her as before.
It would be fine if it was the same as before, but Han Xue, who was frightened by the text message tonight, obviously couldn't just do it.
After calming down, he looked at Wanshan who was sleeping dyingly. Han Xue, who bit her lips and was sad and dissatisfied, suddenly lit up, and she took a few quick breaths, and finally lay down.
In a few seconds, she closed her eyes, arched her legs, grabbed her plump left breast with her left hand and began to knead it, while her right hand stretched between her legs and gently rubbed it on her underwear.
With just a few strokes, her body began to tremble slightly, and she subconsciously thrust upwards, and her face changed into a happy and obsessed look.
The hand above had pulled the bra open and kneaded the breasts directly. Because of the excessive force, the whole breast had jumped out. As her hands continued to change shape, the buds on the tip of the nipple were so hard that they could no longer be hard.
The fingers below kept stroking the underwear. The vaginal fluid oozing out of the vagina had completely wet the part of the crotch. You could vaguely see the shape of the two petals, and the raised little bean was extremely clear to lift the underwear.
Ah...Ah... I want... so many... I want... Han Xue began to moan unconsciously, and her intoxicated face was filled with desires, and her smile was extremely happy, as if she was in the Pure Land
Especially when her fingers pressed on the beans, her body would tremble more violently every time she rotated and rubbed.
Ah... so... so itchy... so itchy... Han Xueru moaned with tears and complaining, and simply stretched her hands between her legs. Her wet panties were even pushed apart, and she rubbed and scraped it up directly on the petals. Her lower body was raised high, almost pushing a few words on the bed.
Finally, a stream of liquid shot out from her vagina, spilling on the bed, and her whole body stretched upwards and turned into a bow, and screamed at the top of her lungs: AhAhAh!
After several seconds, she softened back to the bed, gasping for breath, her skin was full of flush after orgasm, and her face was filled with a happy expression with extremely satisfied feeling.
After several minutes, Han Xue slowly recovered, and then her face changed when she thought of something and hurriedly looked around. However, Wanshan was still asleep. At best, she changed her posture, as if she had no idea what her wife was doing next to her. She didn't have the excitement moan or the last refreshing scream.
Han Xue stared at her husband for a long time before slowly turning her head, her eyes were full of loss. She had already pulled her face down to this level. She could not get any attention and comfort from him... Do you really want her to take off his underwear and lick his cock without any shame?
Han Xue looked at the ceiling with tears flashing, her chest slumped, suddenly got up from the bed, put on her slippers and walked out of the bedroom, and when she reached the door, she slammed the door and slammed it.
However, until she entered the bathroom, the bedroom door had not been opened. As you can imagine, Wanshan was still sleeping very well.
Standing in front of the bathroom, looking at herself who still looked sexy in the mirror, especially her face was blushed after orgasm, which was particularly tempting, but Han Xue only felt a fire burning in her heart, which made her unable to help but want to scream, but after the flames burned, it turned into an indescribable sadness.
She suddenly covered her face and let out a sob. It was not her fault, it was that person who sneaked in and raped her. Why did God still treat her like this?
Tears slid from time to time on from time to time on, as if they were abandoned by the whole world. She choked for a long time before she stopped. Then, her hands fell down again, and one hand held her breasts, and the other hand stretched between her legs, followed by a low sound of panting.
The tears on the face with closed eyes were not dry, but the corners of the mouth were slightly raised, with an indescribable happy expression of self-deprecation
Well...um...um...Han Xue's body began to twist subconsciously, as if she had been immersed in the pleasure of masturbation again, and then her hands grabbed her waist from behind.
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