Chapter 46

A hard object was suddenly stuffed into his mouth. Jing couldn't help but struggled a few times, but finally opened his mouth wide. Brother Qiang filled the wooden stick and fixed it on the back of his head with a belt buckle.He picked up his cell phone and walked to the window, smiled at me, pretended to dial a number, and waited for a while, "Hey... you're outside, right... waiting for me to open the door for you.".Seeing his calm tone, I couldn't help but hold back my smile and said nothing.

At this time, I listened to his tone. There was a third person outside the door. I couldn't help but silence, but I couldn't speak.Brother Qiang sat down beside the bed, stroked her hair gently and said, "Don't worry, I will ask him to wear a condom, and he won't see your face.".As he said that, he took a stacked scarf and shook it away and covered Jing's face.

Jing was gradually sure what was going to happen at this time. She shook her head and screamed harder, and her hands and feet struggled hard, but Brother Qiang held it down and said, "Don't move, he will see you when the handkerchief falls off.".Then he turned his breath and said softly, just treat him as a massage stick, relax and enjoy it, don’t worry, I won’t tell your husband..I heard it and looked at the quietness. When I saw her movements slowed down slightly, then she twisted violently.After Brother Qiang finished speaking, he put his headphones on her head again, but did not turn on the music.Regardless of her yelling, I asked me to walk out the door with him.

When I arrived outside the door, I knew that Jing couldn't hear us at this time. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. I listened to Brother Qiang, wait and wait and remember not to let her hear that it was you. Try to have a little different action than usual..I nodded and laughed, you arranged it quite thoughtfully..

He opened the door again, and this time I deliberately let my pace down, approached the bed and started taking off my clothes.She obviously heard the sound of closing the door, and her body, which was still twisting just now, suddenly froze, as if she didn't dare to move.I heard Brother Qiang say loudly, this is my wife, let’s go..

Although Jing was wearing headphones, she could probably hear some movements. When he heard him say this, he whimpered and cried, as if he was shouting, "No!"., but I can't hear it sincerely.Seeing that she was anxious, I felt a little uncomfortable. Although her body was a little struggling, the amplitude was not very large, especially on her head, she almost didn't move with a handkerchief.I understand her intentions because she is afraid that the scarf will slide down if she moves hard and reveals her face to the stranger.Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel a little funny again.

I knelt between my quiet legs and looked at her carefully for a while. Seeing that she was usually gentle and pure and beautiful, she was tied up quite indecently, and she was not seen, but she felt a special sense of freshness.Calmly took a deep breath, took the lubricant handed to me by Brother Qiang, and poured it up from her calves without any scruples, and poured it straight between her thighs.In addition to preventing her from losing the wetness while being raped, this is also to make her unable to feel the familiar touch of my hands.At this time, Brother Qiang sat sideways beside Jing, gently removed the nipple clip, leaned over and held her jade peaks with both hands and kept squeezed and sucking. She naturally knew that there was indeed another man between her legs.When I stroked the inner side of her thighs with the cold oily liquid, I immediately felt a large area of ​​goose bumps on her skin, but I seemed to hold my breath in my mouth and say nothing.

I stared at Jing's sad look, imagining her fear and powerlessness at this moment, I couldn't help but feel soft and said silently, "It's okay, my husband will play a game with you.", the hands became more gentle.But after all, I haven’t really enjoyed the joy of fish and water for a week, and I’ve been in real fire for a short while.He took a condom and put a stick of meat holding the sky, knelt on her and rubbed it towards her vagina.

Jing suddenly had her private parts spyed, and her body shrank suddenly, and her hands and feet were both tight and she muttered.I pulled the rope on her thigh, shook her lower body and rubbed my glans.This action should make her feel that she has completely lost control of her body and is being a stranger.Play around.Although there was not necessarily a pleasure at this time, the effect of the foreplay was mixed with lubricant, which made her hole still slippery.The glans wandered between the two petals inside and outside, making occasional lewd sounds. The intense sense of shame brought to her could be seen from her stiff body.

I patted Brother Qiang and signaled him to hand me the massage stick, and turned the weakest gear.In the lewd buzzing sound, the soft-glued imitator patiently drew circles on the edge of the quiet breasts.The spiral trajectory is getting smaller and smaller, and the nipples still with red marks are gradually rising.When the tremor inevitably hit the highest point of the breast peak, Jing's waist instinctively bowed, and the scarf covering her face suddenly bulged and shrank, obviously a silent breath.

Seeing Jing reacting slightly, I felt a strong sense of conquest in my heart, and I cheered up and curled her other breasts as usual.Brother Qiang was stroking and kneading Jing's whole body with his big hands, while admiring my training.Seeing me lingering in my chest, maybe itchy, I squeezed a stream of lubricant between the peaks and valleys, and pushed the two soft balls up with both hands, signaling me to use a massage stick to thrust into the cleavage.The plump jade peak, as plump as peach, was squeezed tightly at this time, leaving only a completely closed gap.The transparent and elastic stick body made the closing place sunken, and the lubricated head suddenly sank into a wonderful tenderness, almost making me feel the plumpness and squeeze of the surrounding breasts.Instinctively pushed the stick slowly in, and rarely received the quietness of breastfeeding. At this time, it seemed to have unusual sensitivity. The originally white and snow-like peaks were already stained with pink lust under the constant trembling and stimulation of the stick's body.I rotated the rod for a while, then slowly pulled it out to the top, but let go of my hand and left a small piece inside. Brother Qiang saw it and tried a little force on his hands. I saw that the top of the section was slowly pushed out under the fat squeeze on both sides. I couldn't help but sigh, and I was so confused that my eyes couldn't open.He pushed the massage rod into the gap again, making dozens of rounds back and forth, and the scarf on Jing's face was getting more and more rapid, and his hands and feet seemed to have forgotten to struggle.

Seeing that she was getting better, I pulled out the soft stick, from top to bottom like a dragonfly, from the armpit to the navel and the inner side of her legs, rubbing around several sensitive areas without target. When she got used to the attack, she suddenly clicked on the top of her vagina without warning, just a line away from her clitoris.Jing was shocked all over and finally shouted in a vague way. It sounded surprised, happy, ashamed, and indulged.I heard the clues of subduing in her tone, and knew that she had already become lustful and savored her to strangers.The psychological changes, and there was a sour and unusual stimulation in the joy.

(Wife, do you want it? Is it true that anyone can do it now... )

Brother Qiang also heard the smell and exchanged a clear look with me, then stared at Jing, with a blazing flame in his eyes.

My subordinates kept rolling the stick body on the inner side of Jing's thigh like a rolling pin. After a while, they pointed the stick around her vagina. The frequency of the latter was getting higher and higher, but it was just inaccurately stimulating the part she needed most.When the vibrating tip moved away from a distance again, she couldn't help but swaying her head, and even the scarf slid down half of it, revealing her cheeks.

After just a moment, Jing seemed to suddenly realize that she called Brother Qiang in the smallest voice as possible, but remembered that she was playing the role of his wife, and she changed her words again. Qiang...husband...help me.,.

I saw her care so much about her face being a stranger.Seeing this, I heard her call Brother Qiang’s husband. Although I knew it was forced by the situation, I still felt a heart-wrenching stimulation.Brother Qiang was also stunned, and then his uncontrollable smile climbed up to the corner of his mouth, helping her to cover up the towel and handkerchief.I felt a humiliation in my heart, but it was mixed with unspeakable pleasure of self-abuse. I lowered my head and didn't dare to look at him. The soft stick in my hand suddenly stabbed the pink bean between my quiet thighs, which made her scream muffled and her body suddenly dodged.I felt very regretful for a moment. I didn't know if it hurt her, so I quickly changed my gentle movements, but began to directly stimulate the stick head to her most sensitive part.

As soon as Jing opened her mouth, she added the high-frequency tremor of the flesh between the stamens of her lower body, and it was difficult to keep her silence just now.Although there was still a wooden stick in his mouth, he moaned and revealed it intermittently.Although I expected it, I was a little surprised by the magic of physical pleasure, which made Jing's psychological defense so fragile.

(Is it really so comfortable... Are you really willing... )

I guessed that the time was ripe, and my heart gradually lifted up. I changed my left hand to hold the massage stick, and held my dick in my right hand to push it into the soft flesh layered between her legs.Jing felt my about to invade, and her whole body trembled like a sieve. I figured out the tension in her heart at this moment, helplessness and sin, and felt extremely stimulating. She slowly used force on her lower body, and saw that the glans peeled off the delicate petals and penetrated into her cavity little by little.Jing tensed her whole body, and as I slowly and resolutely pushed towards the end of the passage, I raised my head and shouted with a long sad cry, my forehead shook up, and I fell on the bed with a depressed and weak look.

I knew that at this moment, she must have thought that the fourth man who had just lost his virginity in her life, and in such a restrained situation, it was almost the same as being raped.In addition to the extremely fragile feeling, is there also a deep guilt towards my fiancé?

Unlike the usual gradual progress, this time I hit the bottom of my first stick, but it still slowly gave her the opportunity to adapt.I gently scratched the flesh edge at the end of her vagina, which made me feel a little unbearable.Jing had a cold war, and the wooden strips in her mouth squeaked. I knew that this action would usually make her scream. I wonder what kind of experience would she give her today?

A stranger who is unknown, does not know his appearance, and cannot hear his voice can enjoy his noble body. Will this extreme indulgence bring extraordinary sensory stimulation?Will you keep comforting yourself in your heart? He can't see my face... He will never know who I am..., Will you hate Brother Qiang for betraying his body without permission, or will you use giving up and accepting to numb yourself?

(Look... the little slut... was taken advantage of by others... Don't you love me? Why did you come when I asked you to come to Hangzhou... )

I fantasized that she was indeed possessed without my knowledge, and suddenly felt extremely humiliated and angry. I imagined that she was kneeling in front of me and crying and begging for my forgiveness. A woman who lost her virginity should be beaten by her husband... Oh... I suddenly wanted to beat her...

I was thrusting and anxious, but my mentality was entangled. For a moment, I seemed to have become a lustful disciple who was raped by a beautiful wife, full of fresh conquest of encounters and encounters, and for a moment, I felt like I was pulling my hair. Seeing my fiancée being forced to rape her for the first time by a stranger in front of me, the two characters were intertwined, and I could only use the crazy movements and touch of sexual intercourse to vent myself.The quiet and narrow vagina seemed to shrink even more than usual. It accompanied by the sinful stimulation in my heart, giving me the most primitive and strong pleasure, and also driving me to quickly accelerate to an incredible frequency and impacting her.The gentleness of the fingertips finally escalated into rough rubbing, and the crisp sound of the body hitting, as if it was abusive slap.The sweat beads of my head were a little bit painful in my eyes, and more of them were spilling like beans, which also covered my moist skin when I fell in the quiet.Without my usual skills and control, I devoted all my desires and physical strength. Jing was already shouting like a woman being killed, less sad and more instinct than just now.

(Punch her!…Hurry, harder!…It feels so comfortable…I love this woman so much…Punch her to death, stab her to death~.)

When the climax pierced my mind, which was already pale due to lack of oxygen, and I used up my last self-control, and I could barely suppress the roar of desire to whimper in my throat.The body twitched, the unbearable pleasure tempted and stopped every dying movement, every time the penis jumped, the semen was sprayed like a water pump, draining the last trace of strength in the body...

After more than ten seconds, I opened my eyes again, still gasping for breath, and saw Brother Qiang look at me with that look.

I closed my eyes again, and a thought flashed through my mind.

That's envy, yes, it's envy.

Jing was panting violently, the scarf on her face had already fallen aside, and she was motionless all over.

…

After taking a shower, he saw that Jing had been untied and lay flat on his face, Brother Qiang comforted him softly.I guess I heard my footsteps, and I heard her say in an almost inaudible voice, let him go first., and said, he covered his face with one hand and buried his head in his shoulder.

I was afraid that she would be curious and look at this stranger.Seeing that she still couldn't hold her face down, she couldn't help but smile and nodded with Brother Qiang.

Walking alone on the stone path alone, feeling exhausted and relaxed after venting.There was only the sound of my own footsteps around me. I watched several shadows changing positions around me, and when I thought of sleeping alone tonight, I suddenly felt unspeakable loneliness.

…

I was awakened by the alarm ringtone beside the pillow in my sleep. I picked it up and saw that it was a quiet number. When I connected, I was still in a semi-coma and fed it weakly.

husband….A quiet voice came from the microphone. Have you fallen asleep?.

Well, I'm sleeping...what is it...

Three o'clock...I'm sorry, I can't sleep, I want to see if you've fallen asleep..

I thought it was too much to say that normal people fell asleep at three o'clock...oh...

I miss you.

I'll be back tomorrow.

I want to come back now., like a child in a willful manner.

Don’t be stupid. There is no train now. You can come back after waking up.

Husband, do you love me?.

I thought to myself that I was so miserable, and I had to coax women in a daze, of course I love.

I'm not there, do you think of me?

think.

Think about it more?.

Want it very much.

Well, I miss you very much, I miss you very much yesterday, and I really want to sleep today.

Be good, I'm so sleepy. Come back tomorrow and say how are you okay?.

…All right.

byebye。

Yes, kiss a husband.

Bo.

It's so perfunctory, you have to feel it.

I'm a little speechless, mmmmmmua.

It sounds so unpleasant., Jing chuckled rare, "Okay, let me spare you, and see my husband tomorrow.".

byebye., I hung up the phone and saw that it was three o'clock. I actually lied to me and said three o'clock, and fell silently before sleeping.

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I took the first train in the morning to get home before quiet.

Looking at the same village passing through the window, my thoughts kept revisiting the events of last night.

How did Brother Qiang convince Jing to expose him? What did he do after I left? Jing was a stranger last night.What kind of psychological activities does it bring to her have? Also, will she tell me about this experience?

If she told me, she obviously wasn't willing to bear the pressure of hiding or cheating from me.If she doesn't tell me, it means she's very unsure of what I know about the future reaction.

From my point of view, I would rather she not tell me because I hope to create a handle, or make Jing think that this is a handle, and this handle is in the hands of Brother Qiang.This is valuable for him to further train quietness.And I don't feel uneasy because I was actually involved in all this, but Jing didn't know it.

I vaguely feel that Jing was humiliated by others and might be able to enter a state of more devotedness than being trained by me.I think this is because of a master like Brother Qiang.In front of me, once Jing is stripped of the shell, she can put aside reality and appreciate the controlled intoxication and satisfaction of pure sexual desire, without worrying about leaving a lewd shadow in my future husband's heart, even if I keep telling her that I like this feeling.As she slowly gets used to this stimulation, with my encouragement, maybe she will be willing to introduce these experiences into our lives.Isn’t what I want a quiet that knows how to pursue your instinct entertainment better?

Maybe it's because I was Jing's first man, maybe it's because I was born with confidence, I always stubbornly believe, no, because I know that her heart will always belong to me.