I am 34 years old and my wife is 33 years old. I have been married for 8 years. My wife has given birth to three children. The three children are all from someone else (of course, I know). My wife and I were a classmate in a university in the south. She met at a party. I fell in love with her deeply when I first met. She has a good figure and looks good when she smiled. Since we met, she has become my white moonlight and my goddess. After the party, I asked for her contact information. At that time, WeChat rose not long ago.
I added her WeChat and started to attack her fiercely. In fact, there are many classmates around her chasing her. Although I am not outstanding, I never gave up.
She also kept replying, you are very good, I can't deserve you.
It took two consecutive years until after the Spring Festival starts in 2013, I will graduate soon.
She asked me out very directly and said she wanted me to take her to check in. I was excited and excited at that time.
It feels really good that my goddess actually wants to check in with me.
On Saturday afternoon, I went to the hotel with her, and when I arrived at the hotel, I opened the room directly, and took her hand in.She closed the door and I thought she agreed, so I planned to get started directly.
She said, don't move. After hearing what I said, I would face her face. She looked up at me and said softly: She said, "I know you have always liked me very much. I can feel it for more than two years, but I really can't deserve you."
I said, what's wrong with you?Why do you say this?
She said: I will let you know me today.
If you can accept everything about me, I will marry you after graduating from college. If you can't accept it, I hope you will find your own happiness.
She said you should not be surprised by everything you see today. I know you may not be able to accept it. Just listen and watch quietly.
I said: OK!
She was wearing a long light-colored windbreaker, black leggings, and light-colored sneakers.
After saying that, she took a few steps back and unzipped the windbreaker. My heart was beating hard at that time, and it felt like my heart was about to jump out of my mouth.
She didn't wear anything inside her windbreaker. She took off her windbreaker and turned it around, wearing a nipples on her nipples.
There are many words written on the chest, belly, butt, and thighs, some are red and some are black.
Bitches, slutty pussy, flesh toilets, and sex slaves are all insulting words.
Her pants can't be called pants either. When she was wearing a windbreaker, she couldn't tell and thought they were complete pants.
In fact, the pants were cut out, just like the shark pants worn by women now, the entire crotch was cut off, and it looked like stockings that were worn to the thighs. The elastic band at the waist was still there, but there was no connection with the legs. The elastic band at the waist was stuffed with more than a dozen vibrator controllers in the front, back and left and right, and wires led to the lower body and back of the buttocks.
At that time, I was really stunned and couldn't say a word. I really looked at her and felt like my face was burning.
She said quietly, Did you see it?This is me, I am the master's sex slave, and this is why I say I can't deserve you.
I like you too, but I will not leave my master. You are about to graduate, and maybe we will not have any intersection in the future.
You have been chasing me for so long, and I have always rejected you because I dare not tell my master about you, but we are about to separate, and I don’t want you to leave me regrets.
I mustered up the courage to tell my master about you. After hearing this, the master said that I would tell you everything about me in this way.
If you agree, I will agree to marry you after I graduate. If you don’t accept it, we will say the final farewell.
I was about to open my mouth and talk, but she said: Don’t make decisions so quickly, give you time, you can think about it.
I said yes.
Then I said I'll leave first, and I thought about it, I was really confused at that time and my faith collapsed.
The goddess I love but cannot get is actually someone else's sex slave.
I contacted her two weeks later.
I asked her to meet her, and after meeting, I told her, I accept everything about you, accept your past and future.
She said that you haven't contacted me for so long, and I thought you couldn't accept it.
At that time, her eyes were wet, and tears flowed out instantly. I wiped her tears and told her that I would treat you well. She cried in my arms. I didn't say anything, but just hugged her quietly, felt her weak and boneless body, listened to her sobbing, and also helped her wipe away her tears and snot from time to time.
A few days later she told me that her master wanted to see me, and I agreed to wait for Sunday!She said don't wait for Sunday, Saturday!I said OK.
On Saturday afternoon, she asked me to go to a hotel to find her. I arrived as promised. When I arrived at the hotel lobby, I saw her at a glance. She was sitting in the hotel lobby and looked a little haggard. She was wearing the same clothes as when she checked in the last time, and her windbreaker and tights. When I saw her, I remembered the scene of her taking off her clothes last time, and it was instantly hard.
I walked up to her and pulled her hand. She blushed and her movements were not natural. She stood up and took me into the private room on the second floor. She knocked on the door. A sound came from inside. She and I pushed the door and went in. There was a man sitting inside, looking about 40 years old!
At the entrance, she knelt beside him and said softly: Master, I brought my boyfriend.
At that time, I felt very embarrassed. When I was unsophisticated, I was really confused and didn’t know how to deal with it.
The master said oh, and then said to me, don’t be nervous, don’t be surprised, sit down!Let me sit on the chair next to me, and then he continued: Fang is my sex slave, she has told you!
I said: I understand.
He said: I can allow you to get married, and she will do it after graduation, but there will be some additional conditions.
I said: What are the conditions?
He said: Let’s have a meal first today!I'll tell you in detail then.
I said: OK.
The owner asked her to sit next to me, and asked the waiter to order the dishes.
After the food was served, he told the waiter that you had nothing to do with you and there was no need to come in.After the waiter left, he closed the door.
She said bitch should start!I thought I was going to start eating.
Unexpectedly, my girlfriend stood up, unzipped the trench coat, took off her windbreaker, dressed exactly the same as when she took off her clothes last time. The room was very quiet, and you could hear a slight buzzing sound when you took off your clothes. Later I realized that there was an open vibrator stuffed into her ass and pussy, and it was constantly vibrating. I remembered that when I entered the hotel, she looked unnatural when I saw her.
She turned on all the vibrator switches on her belt, and the buzzing sound of the vibrator vibrator vibrator vibrator, just like the cold weather, the sound of the collision of the upper and lower teeth, and the moan she deliberately held back.
She twisted her body and squatted on the ground, tore open the tape outside her vagina, then supported her hands behind her, and raised her vagina high until her body began to tremble, vibrators fell out of her vagina one by one, until the last two were unable to come out by themselves, and the master allowed her to grab the vibrator's wire and pull it out.
I counted silently in my heart, there were 10 in total. Then she turned around, squatted on the ground, and pulled out the vibrators stuffed in the asshole one by one like a poop. The vibrators in the vagina should be big and the smallest in the asshole, which is a controller and two vibrators, one stuffed into the vagina, and the other stuffed into the asshole.
Every time I pulled it out, it would be accompanied by her moan. The vibrator was discharged from my body with transparent viscous liquid. At that time, I was still surprised why there was no shit.
I feel that she enjoys and feels so comfortable.
Later I asked her and she said that she had been cleaned up because she was enema and the sticky liquid was used for lubrication.
After all of it came out, her wet wipes clean the liquid from the vibrator and put it in her carry-on bag.
Then wiped the liquid dripping on the floor.
The master asked her to continue. She took a bottle of beer from the table, poured a glass, drank it in one sip, then put the beer bottle on the ground, squatted down slowly above the beer bottle, aimed the bottle at his vagina and sat down. To be honest, my cock was so hard that I couldn't get up at all.
It seems that all this shattered my views.
The moment she sat in, she moaned loudly, and later I asked her what was wrong, and she said the bottle was too cold.
Hard and cool.
She began to rise and fall on the beer bottle, moving with difficulty. After a while, she began to tremble, starting from her legs and stretching until her whole body was shaking until a stream of yellow urine flowed out.
She lay weakly on the ground and began to moan.
Gasing heavily.
At this moment, I think she is very pity, really pity.
My heart is mixed.
After a while, she got up by herself, put on a windbreaker, and said to her master: Is it OK, Master?
The master looked at her and said, "The mission was completed well."
Then he turned around and asked me, can I still accept everything about her?
I trembled and said: I can... accept it.
She said: Let’s have a meal!Fang, you sit next to your boyfriend.We didn't say a word during the whole meal.The atmosphere felt extremely awkward.
After the meal, the owner broke the calm and said: After dinner, you can go out for a walk!If you have time tomorrow, come and find me together and make a prenuptial agreement.
Since posting, many people have added my friends.
Some said they wanted to meet, some said they wanted to train my wife, and some wanted to continue to update the posts.
There are also people who scold me. To be honest, some people just can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour.
I'll spoil it first. After marriage, I'm not allowed to fuck my wife now.
Many people will ask, are you feeling uncomfortable?
I would say it was uncomfortable.
Why do you feel uncomfortable?
I only have one answer. If you are afraid of being uncomfortable, why should you be a slave?
Isn’t it a pleasure to be a master?
It’s no wonder that many years have passed. People of all kinds have encountered each other. Many people who chat will scold you as soon as they come up. In their hearts, they feel that slaves are inferior and can be played with.
First of all, I want to say that although slaves are inferior, they are not inferior to everyone. They are certainly inferior to outsiders, and they are different to outsiders.
It is surrender to the master.
After we came out of the hotel, we walked side by side. I lowered my head and looked at my steps and looked at my steps and our pace was surprisingly consistent. When what happened in the hotel lingered in my heart, we walked a long way, and we didn't say a word. I tentatively held her hand, but she didn't refuse. I held her hand tightly. After a long time, I took the lead in breaking the silence and said: Where are we going?
She said: I'll follow you, wherever you want to go, I'll accompany you.
I mustered up the courage and said: Let’s go check in!
She said: OK.
When we arrived at the hotel, we opened a room.After entering the door, she took off her shoes and sat on the bed. I came to her side and sat down, and she leaned her head against my shoulder.I feel very warm at this moment.
I asked carefully: Are you forced?
She replied: No.
I asked again: Isn’t it uncomfortable to stuff so many vibrators under you?
She replied: It’s not uncomfortable, I’m used to it.even……
Me: Even what?
She: It's even a little comfortable.
Me: Why did you scream when you were inserted into a beer bottle in the hotel?
She: Because the beer bottle is hard and cool.
To be honest, the moment the beer bottle was inserted into her lower body, it had a huge impact on my heart.
The first is because I never thought that beer bottles could still be used like this.
Secondly, because of the strong visual impact, the green wine bottle was inserted under her.It's like there's a pink flower on the green leaves.
To this day, although many things have been blurred, this scene has been around in my mind.
I wanted to speak again, but she interrupted me and said: I will tell you little by little in the future.Stop talking about this today.
I said: OK.
She said: I'm a little tired, I'll go take a shower.Then she took off her windbreaker and her pants and walked into the bathroom.
Listening to the sound of water coming from inside, I really had the urge to go in and pounce on her.
After a long time, she came out and washed her words cleanly.
I'm asking about the words?She said she washed it off.
My eyes were staring at her, and she had a skin all over her body, very white, her waist looked very slender, and her breasts looked very big.
I walked over and pushed her onto the bed and threw her down, and she was not angry.
She said softly, "No, now, let's go in the future!"
I stopped immediately and said sorry.
Then he got up and walked to the bathroom.
I took off my clothes and poured cold water on my head.
I slowly suppressed the desire in my heart. I took a shower for a long time and calmed myself a lot.
After taking a shower, I walked out. She had already lie down. She saw me coming out and she said, "Do you want to sleep together?"
Then she lifted the quilt and signaled me to let me in. I put on my underwear and got into her quilt.
I said: Can I look at your bottom?
She said: What's the best thing to look at?
I said: I just want to see it.
She lifted the quilt and held her legs and wrists with both hands. I lowered my head and looked carefully.
She said: Have you finished reading it?
I said: After reading it, it is pink and tender and beautiful.
She said: Are women under the same place?
I said: Why don’t you have any hairs?
She said: I don’t have much hair at all and I’ve been shaved.
She put her legs down and I went into the quilt again.
I turned sideways and stroked her, she curled up in my arms, soft as if boneless, and the feeling was really wonderful.
Suddenly I thought of a sentence on the Internet that except for the hard fists and heads of women, all the rest of the women are soft.
She said I was tired and I slept for a while.Me: Why are you so tired?She: I had an orgasm several times today, and I would be very tired after orgasm.I said, then you go to bed!
She snuggled in my arms and fell asleep deeply.Smelling her hair, I felt like I felt that the cheap bags of shampoo in the hotel was the best smell in the world.
I hugged her like this, not moving, for fear that she would disappear if she let go of her hand.
My cock was surprisingly hard, and my heart was filled with thoughts.
Thinking of her appearance in the hotel, I felt that she was very, very pity-friendly, as if she was the most pity-friendly person in the world.
I was also blaming myself for not taking a taxi after leaving the hotel, but instead let her walk so far.
My desire to protect is really full of energy at this moment.
In fact, she was also cyst-smashing when she was a student. If a woman was willing to be with you when she was the poorest, no matter whether she was beautiful or not, please be kind to her.
Only after leaving society did I realize that pure love might only exist when I was a student.
I fell asleep in a daze. I don’t know how long it took to wake up from urine. She had already put on her clothes and sat on her phone playing with her phone. She used Apple 5 at that time. At that time, for the unlucky students, Apple phones were indeed very advanced.
Seeing that I woke up, she put down her phone and said to me: Have you had enough sleep?
I said enough.
Then she explained that at 10 o'clock the day, the master asked us to go there.
I said where to go?
She said a name.
I said where is it?
His house or a hotel?
She said it was a homestay.
I asked her where she was, and she said it was far away and we would take a taxi tomorrow.
I got up and went to the bathroom. I came out and saw that it was almost 9 o'clock.
I asked her if she was hungry?
Let's go eat.
She waited for me to put on her clothes, held my hand and walked out of the hotel. Not far from her way out was the night market. She spent a lot of money along the way, and she didn't eat seriously, and ate a bunch of junk food.
Although junk food is not healthy, it does satisfy your cravings.
After shopping, I returned to the hotel and had a long tongue kiss with her at the hotel.
We exchanged saliva with each other, as if her saliva was so sweet.
That night we hugged each other.
The next day we got up, we took a shower together and checked out.
After dinner, I took a taxi to the homestay she mentioned.
She kept urging, afraid of being late.
There was a traffic jam on the road. It took more than two hours to arrive, and it was already past 10 o'clock when I got off the bus.
After getting off the car, she ran and I followed her.
While running, he called her master and said anxiously, "I'm sorry we were late."After the call, I arrived at the door of the homestay.Knocked at the door, and the master came over and opened the door and let us go in.
After entering the door, she took off her clothes, knelt in front of her master, and kept apologizing to her master. The master sat on the sofa and said: Bitch, you know what to do.
She knelt and crawled in front of her master, took off her master's shoes, bit her master's socks, and pulled them down.
I feel that her movements are so skillful.
Then she held up one of the master's feet with both hands, stuck out her tongue and began to lick the master's toes. Her tongue kept wandering on the master's toes, as if she would not let go of every inch of her skin, and then picked up the other foot and licked it seriously.
I watched quietly, and every time I met, I felt that it would have a great impact on my heart.
After licking for a while, the master said he didn't need to lick it anymore, then asked her to stand upright, stretch out her feet to step on her chest, playing with her nipples.
Master: Tell the master if he is a slutty bitch.
She: It's the master's slutty bitch.
Master: I am late today, how do I want to be punished?Want to be beaten?
She: Master, I was wrong, don’t hit me, please.
The master glared at her and said: Where to hit?Then she gave her two choices, whether to breasts or vaginas.
She said: Boobs.
The owner pointed at me and asked me to go to the next house to open the cabinet and take out a white box.
After I brought it, he signaled me to put it on the coffee table and opened it. After opening it, there were various whips, beats, and rats inside.
He got up and picked up a beat.
He told me, bring a chair in front of me, and I will bring a chair.
He: The bitch sits on it.She sat down obediently, her body trembling a little.It can be seen that she is very scared.
He: How many hits?
She: Please, please let the bitch go!The bitch was wrong.I won't dare to do it next time.
He: This is to give you a bitch a memory and let your boyfriend see how sexy you are.While he hasn't signed the pre-nuptial agreement yet, it's still time for him to regret it.
He: How many hits?
She: 5 times.
The owner patted her face with a slap and said: 5 times aside.
She sat in a chair and faced with the owner.She held her breasts with her trembling hands.The master raised his mat and hit her left breast hard.
With a snap, accompanied by her scream, her body began to curl up due to the pain, and her painful breathing began to become rapid. The master asked her to straighten her body and then did the same thing to hit her right breast, which was accompanied by her scream every time.
Blood marks will appear when you apply twice on the same breast.
Not finished yet.
She had already started crying loudly.
The master did not stop because of her crying, and she was already crying in vain.
After the beating, the master asked her if she would be late in the future.She sobbed and said: No...No.
The master said: If you are late in the future, you will be punished like this.
She cried and said no.
Later I learned that my master was hitting her by Liu Dingpai.If you don’t know what Liu Dingpao is, you can search on the shopping software and you will see the style and you can imagine how painful it is to be beaten.
Although I hit her at that time, every stroke seemed to hit me, and my eyes felt red at that time.It makes me feel that I want to be nice to her and be kind to her willingly.
Until later, she gave birth, and the labor pains were in pain. I also gave birth on the spot when I was giving birth. I watched her spread her legs apart on the delivery bed, controlled her breathing, screamed and exerted force, and even had incontinence. Finally, she almost fainted and gave birth to such a big child from her vagina with two fingers wide.
If a child has a bigger head than an adult's fist, you will know what kind of pain it hurts.
Although it is not your own, how can I describe it?
It is really not easy for women to have children. Although medical treatment is developed now, it is really a journey to the gates of hell.
Therefore, I also advise my male compatriots to treat their wives well and avoid her pregnancy and confinement period even if they cheat.
The owner said: Have you seen it?This is your bitch girlfriend. Do you still like her?Are you willing to ask for her?
I thought for a while and told him that I wanted her.
The owner said: Did the bitch hear it?He didn't dislike you, he wanted you.
Then the master said, come with me, she and I followed the master. The master came to the bathroom, pressed her head, and said: Bitch, do you want to pee, will it be in your mouth or in your asshole?
She: Master, in the asshole!
Master: First clean your dirty asshole. After that, he reached out to take off the showerhead of the water heater, unscrewed the spray head and placed it on the toilet flush tank, let her kneel on the ground and stick her butt up high, adjust the water temperature, then press the water pipe on her asshole, open the water mixing valve, and the water flows into her intestines. After a while, his girlfriend signaled that her stomach was full.
The master closed the water valve and asked her to endure it for a while, and then asked her to pull it out. While pulling the master, he also said that he was slutty asshole, and it smelled so bad. Looking at her red and swollen chest and her innocent expression on her face, I felt that she was stinging, and then she repeatedly pulled the enema and pulled it again and again until it was clear water that stopped.
The owner went to get a funnel, applied some lubricant to it, and inserted it into her asshole.
Then I peed at the funnel and let her hold it in for 10 minutes. The owner asked her to go to the cabinet to change clothes. I wondered why her clothes were there. Later I realized that this was a private leisure place for the owner. She was trained and played with here more than once.
In more than two years in college, she was fucked to orgasm here countless times, played to incontinence, and played to collapse and burst into tears.
After a while, she took out her clothes, which looked like a cheongsam dress, but it felt a bit short. If she didn't wear pants, she would just cover her butt, which was a bit like sexy underwear. The pants looked like stockings, but they were thicker than stockings.
The master asked her to pull out the urine from her asshole. After she pulled it out, she wiped her butt. The master handed her a leather underwear with two fake dicks inside, one big and one small, so she asked her to put it on, the big one was inserted into her pussy and the small one was inserted into her asshole.
Then she put on her pants, which were flesh-colored, put on her dress, and put on a pair of high heels.
From a distance, she looked like she was not wearing pants.
She looks very good in a cheongsam, and you can see her nipples when you look closely.
Then I went to have a meal with the owner. The owner drove, and she was in the co-pilot and I sat in the back seat.
The master stroked her thigh from time to time along the way.
After dinner, the master sat in front of the computer, turned on the computer, and then took a pill. My girlfriend took the initiative to take off all her clothes, took off her panties that had been inserted into her body before eating. The inside of the panties had been wet with her girlfriend's vaginal fluid. She took off her pants and had a blowjob for him. I watched her put her soft cock into her mouth, thinking that this was all about her?
The master operated the mouse with his right hand and unbuttoned the rubber band on her head with his left hand, allowing her hair to scatter on her face and cover her cheeks.
From time to time, he stroked her head, as if he was very satisfied with her service.
The owner opened the document of the prenuptial agreement, printed it out, handed it to me, and asked me to take a closer look.
A4 paper prints out nearly three pages.
It is divided into three categories: First, my wife will never give birth to a child for me in this life.
Second, you must accept your wife’s past and future and no intervention is allowed.
Third, let me have a premarital ligation.
There are dozens of rules listed in detail.
There is another additional emphasis, that is, I must be my wife's slave and give her wholeheartedly.
These three pages of paper are like a contract of selling an body, followed by a signature, ID number, and a handprint.There are two in total, the owner leaves one and give me one.
After signing, the master asked her to spit out her dick and said congratulations on your official confirmation of the relationship now.
The master stood up and asked her to crawl out from under the table, then knelt in front of him, inserted his cock into her mouth again, pressed her head with both hands and started to thrust quickly, her saliva began to drip along the thrusting of the cock. After inserting it deeply again, the master fixed her head with his hands to prevent her from moving. The master growled, and the next thing was her violent cough. The master pressed her head hard and did not let her struggle. It took him no idea how long it took for the master to let her go. She spit out the master's cock, and the sticky saliva was drawn long on her mouth and the master's cock, like a bridge connecting the two of them.
The master asked her to raise her head and open her mouth. She tweaked her hair scattered on both sides, raised her head and opened her mouth. The master said he swallowed it all?
She said: Yes.
It was not until she raised her head that I saw liquid on her face, tears in the corners of her eyes, snot, and saliva covered her cheeks.
The master's ejaculation and cock did not soften. He grabbed her hair and walked outwards. She could only follow the master's steps to get up on the ground.
Before coming to the coffee table in the living room, the owner let her kneel on the coffee table, stick her butt up, pressed her face down, and put it on the coffee table. Then the owner went to the bathroom and took out the lubricant used to insert the funnel for her, dripped some on her asshole, pressed her dick with her hand, pressed her dick against her asshole, and said: Bitch, insert it yourself.
She moved her butt backwards, and her master's black cock sank into her pink asshole little by little, and she began to move back and forth.
He let out a slight moan, and the master hit her ass with his hand, making her move faster. She didn't say anything, but just quietly accelerated the speed.
The master seemed not satisfied with her speed. He held her waist with both hands and started to thrust quickly. Her breathing became rapid and her screams became louder and louder.
The two breasts on the chest kept shaking quickly.
After a while, she began to tremble. With her heart-wrenching screams, a stream of liquid sprayed onto the coffee table. The master was still thrusting it in and out, as if he was tired. I don’t know how long it took, the master penetrated deeply into her asshole, then paused for a while before pulling his cock out.
The master asked her to turn around, turn her face to the master's cock, and then began to lick the master's cock again!
I felt very dirty at that time, after all, I just pulled out of my asshole and had not been cleaned.
She took her master's cock in her mouth and began to carefully clean up the sticky liquid on it.
After licking for a while, the master signaled her to stop, and then asked her, did she get fucked and peed just now?She said yes.
Then the owner asked her to lick the urine from the coffee table and she did it one by one.
After licking it, the owner said to put on your own clothes.You two can go back and have to go to school tomorrow.
As soon as he walked out of the door, the owner stopped us and said he would take your prenuptial agreement.
After going out, I looked at my phone and came back from the meal to sign the agreement. More than two hours had passed. I held her hand and quietly held her.
When we got back from the taxi, we sat in the back seat of the taxi. After getting on the bus, I asked me to go back to school?
She said: I don’t want to go back.
I said: Then we still stay in a hotel?
She said: OK.
The driver looked at us with a strange look, looking at the reversing mirror in the middle from time to time, not knowing whether he was looking at the road or looking at us.
She snuggled on my shoulders along the way.
We returned to the hotel we opened yesterday. The service staff looked at us as if saying, "I just checked out in the morning, why are we back again?"
After entering the room, it was almost 6 o'clock, so I asked her to wait for me and I would go out.
She said: Don’t leave.
I said: I'll go buy something, I'll be back soon.
I ran out quickly, found a pharmacy, and bought cotton swabs, alcohol, anti-inflammatory drugs and anti-swelling medicines.Yes, run back quickly.
After entering the house, she asked me, where have you been?I said I went to the pharmacy to buy you medicine.
I said you took off your clothes.She said: What are you doing?You want to bully me, right?
I said: No, I bought medicine to reduce swelling.
She took off her windbreaker and sat by the bed. I asked her if she still hurts?
She said something, I picked up the cotton swab and dipped it in alcohol, and rubbed her with her swollen breasts that were beaten.
Is it painful while rubbing?
She said it didn't hurt.
The bleeding chest was scabbed.
If there is no scab, alcohol will definitely hurt when it hits the wound.
It was not until many years later that I realized that there is another disinfection thing called iodine.
Used to scrub the wound without stinging.
I wiped her carefully. Thinking of how she looked when she was beaten, my eyes began to turn red again, and my nose felt sour.
She suddenly said: You are so nice to me, no one has ever been so nice to me.
I looked up at her, tears in her eyes, and I put down the swab and alcohol.
He hugged her tightly and cried.
This time she cried for a long time, and I comforted her while crying.
He helped her wipe her tears from time to time.
She began to cry loudly, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances she had suffered for more than 20 years.
She said that she had not been liked by her family since she was a child. In the 1990s, family planning was very strict, and most families wanted to have a son, but she was a daughter.
She didn't live well when she was a child. Later, she had a younger brother, which made her feel that her parents were very good to her brother, and it was a world of difference to herself and her brother.
Although today there is no longer so much boyish than girls, some families are obsessed with having a son.
She said she felt inferior and that someone had pursued her in school, but she never replied to her.
Others give up.
Only I have been chasing her for more than two years, and she is the master's slave. Thinking about how good I am to her, she said she didn't want to leave any regrets, so she told her master about my chasing her.
Then she said: Show me the prenuptial agreement, I took it out of my backpack and looked at it.After reading it, she said to me: Why do you agree?I said: For you.
She: Don’t you know what ligation means?
Me: Of course I know.
She: You are so stupid.
Me: For you, I do.
She hugged me and said to me, please think about it again!
I said: I have already considered it.
After saying that, she took off her pants with only two legs left, she stood up and pushed me onto the bed, my dick was hard instantly.
She took off my pants, pulled my panties aside, and took my cock in one mouthful!
At that moment, she felt comfortable all over. Her oral activity was very good, without a trace of teeth. Her soft tongue kept sweeping over her head and the coronal groove. She held it deeply and spit out.
When I was about to be unable to bear it, she held my cock with one hand, pressed hard with her thumb, and held my cock under the cock connected to the balls, and then held my cock with the other hand and started to stroke it quickly. At this moment, I felt so uncomfortable. I really wanted to ejaculate and was pressed by her hand and the other hand and stroked it quickly, just like I wanted to ejaculate but couldn't ejaculate.
I started to wail, and her hand stroking her dick was getting faster and faster. Suddenly she let go of the hand that was holding the base of her dick, and my semen was squirting out instantly.
It’s very high and a lot of sprays. I think it can be more than one meter high after spraying.
At that moment, I felt so comfortable that my soul was pulled away.
After ejaculation, she wiped off the semen on the bed and my body and clothes with tissues. I pointed at the semen on my stomach and said you want to lick them clean.She replied to me three words, you are not worthy.
I wanted to lick her, but she said we would go to take a shower. After taking a shower, she lay on the bed. I came to the bed and she stretched out one of her legs and said, "Do you want to lick your master's toes?"
I said I want to.
I knelt and held her feet like she did today, and put her toes into my mouth. She said she wanted me to sit up. I felt uncomfortable when I was licked while lying, and my legs were tired.
She sat down beside the bed, and I knelt in front of her and raised her feet. Her toes were very white, like the white of scallions. I took her big toe and licked it. While she directed me, don't just lick one toe, and her tongue should wander between each toe.
She said it was so comfortable and had never been licked on her toes. She would occasionally withdraw it. I asked her what was wrong. She said she was licking itchy and couldn't help but want to avoid it. I deliberately refused to let her withdraw it. She giggled.
After licking for a while, she asked me to stop. She lay on the bed and asked me to lick her pussy. While I licked, she guided me and told me how to lick it. It was more comfortable to lick it there.
I was studying hard, and her pussy flowed out of her pussy and flowed to her asshole. I asked her to stick out her butt and lick her.
Then I stuck out my tongue and licked her asshole. She was shocked and quickly got up. I asked her what was wrong?
She said it was dirty, don't lick it.
I said it wasn't dirty, why did my wife get dirty?
She was very happy when I said that, and then she stuck out her butt and asked me to lick her. I licked her ass carefully, not letting go of every wrinkle in her asshole.
She would also twist her butt constantly because of itching. She said that licking her soft tongue was very comfortable, much more comfortable than inserting her cock. When inserting her cock, she would feel like she wanted to poop. The vaginal fluid that flowed out dripped on the bed, wetting the white sheets.
She said I was the first person to lick her toes and asshole.After licking, she let me burst into mouth once, and after ejaculated into her mouth, she spit it out.
It was already 10 o'clock after finishing, and we didn't go out for dinner.Sleeping in embrace.
over
I added her WeChat and started to attack her fiercely. In fact, there are many classmates around her chasing her. Although I am not outstanding, I never gave up.
She also kept replying, you are very good, I can't deserve you.
It took two consecutive years until after the Spring Festival starts in 2013, I will graduate soon.
She asked me out very directly and said she wanted me to take her to check in. I was excited and excited at that time.
It feels really good that my goddess actually wants to check in with me.
On Saturday afternoon, I went to the hotel with her, and when I arrived at the hotel, I opened the room directly, and took her hand in.She closed the door and I thought she agreed, so I planned to get started directly.
She said, don't move. After hearing what I said, I would face her face. She looked up at me and said softly: She said, "I know you have always liked me very much. I can feel it for more than two years, but I really can't deserve you."
I said, what's wrong with you?Why do you say this?
She said: I will let you know me today.
If you can accept everything about me, I will marry you after graduating from college. If you can't accept it, I hope you will find your own happiness.
She said you should not be surprised by everything you see today. I know you may not be able to accept it. Just listen and watch quietly.
I said: OK!
She was wearing a long light-colored windbreaker, black leggings, and light-colored sneakers.
After saying that, she took a few steps back and unzipped the windbreaker. My heart was beating hard at that time, and it felt like my heart was about to jump out of my mouth.
She didn't wear anything inside her windbreaker. She took off her windbreaker and turned it around, wearing a nipples on her nipples.
There are many words written on the chest, belly, butt, and thighs, some are red and some are black.
Bitches, slutty pussy, flesh toilets, and sex slaves are all insulting words.
Her pants can't be called pants either. When she was wearing a windbreaker, she couldn't tell and thought they were complete pants.
In fact, the pants were cut out, just like the shark pants worn by women now, the entire crotch was cut off, and it looked like stockings that were worn to the thighs. The elastic band at the waist was still there, but there was no connection with the legs. The elastic band at the waist was stuffed with more than a dozen vibrator controllers in the front, back and left and right, and wires led to the lower body and back of the buttocks.
At that time, I was really stunned and couldn't say a word. I really looked at her and felt like my face was burning.
She said quietly, Did you see it?This is me, I am the master's sex slave, and this is why I say I can't deserve you.
I like you too, but I will not leave my master. You are about to graduate, and maybe we will not have any intersection in the future.
You have been chasing me for so long, and I have always rejected you because I dare not tell my master about you, but we are about to separate, and I don’t want you to leave me regrets.
I mustered up the courage to tell my master about you. After hearing this, the master said that I would tell you everything about me in this way.
If you agree, I will agree to marry you after I graduate. If you don’t accept it, we will say the final farewell.
I was about to open my mouth and talk, but she said: Don’t make decisions so quickly, give you time, you can think about it.
I said yes.
Then I said I'll leave first, and I thought about it, I was really confused at that time and my faith collapsed.
The goddess I love but cannot get is actually someone else's sex slave.
I contacted her two weeks later.
I asked her to meet her, and after meeting, I told her, I accept everything about you, accept your past and future.
She said that you haven't contacted me for so long, and I thought you couldn't accept it.
At that time, her eyes were wet, and tears flowed out instantly. I wiped her tears and told her that I would treat you well. She cried in my arms. I didn't say anything, but just hugged her quietly, felt her weak and boneless body, listened to her sobbing, and also helped her wipe away her tears and snot from time to time.
A few days later she told me that her master wanted to see me, and I agreed to wait for Sunday!She said don't wait for Sunday, Saturday!I said OK.
On Saturday afternoon, she asked me to go to a hotel to find her. I arrived as promised. When I arrived at the hotel lobby, I saw her at a glance. She was sitting in the hotel lobby and looked a little haggard. She was wearing the same clothes as when she checked in the last time, and her windbreaker and tights. When I saw her, I remembered the scene of her taking off her clothes last time, and it was instantly hard.
I walked up to her and pulled her hand. She blushed and her movements were not natural. She stood up and took me into the private room on the second floor. She knocked on the door. A sound came from inside. She and I pushed the door and went in. There was a man sitting inside, looking about 40 years old!
At the entrance, she knelt beside him and said softly: Master, I brought my boyfriend.
At that time, I felt very embarrassed. When I was unsophisticated, I was really confused and didn’t know how to deal with it.
The master said oh, and then said to me, don’t be nervous, don’t be surprised, sit down!Let me sit on the chair next to me, and then he continued: Fang is my sex slave, she has told you!
I said: I understand.
He said: I can allow you to get married, and she will do it after graduation, but there will be some additional conditions.
I said: What are the conditions?
He said: Let’s have a meal first today!I'll tell you in detail then.
I said: OK.
The owner asked her to sit next to me, and asked the waiter to order the dishes.
After the food was served, he told the waiter that you had nothing to do with you and there was no need to come in.After the waiter left, he closed the door.
She said bitch should start!I thought I was going to start eating.
Unexpectedly, my girlfriend stood up, unzipped the trench coat, took off her windbreaker, dressed exactly the same as when she took off her clothes last time. The room was very quiet, and you could hear a slight buzzing sound when you took off your clothes. Later I realized that there was an open vibrator stuffed into her ass and pussy, and it was constantly vibrating. I remembered that when I entered the hotel, she looked unnatural when I saw her.
She turned on all the vibrator switches on her belt, and the buzzing sound of the vibrator vibrator vibrator vibrator, just like the cold weather, the sound of the collision of the upper and lower teeth, and the moan she deliberately held back.
She twisted her body and squatted on the ground, tore open the tape outside her vagina, then supported her hands behind her, and raised her vagina high until her body began to tremble, vibrators fell out of her vagina one by one, until the last two were unable to come out by themselves, and the master allowed her to grab the vibrator's wire and pull it out.
I counted silently in my heart, there were 10 in total. Then she turned around, squatted on the ground, and pulled out the vibrators stuffed in the asshole one by one like a poop. The vibrators in the vagina should be big and the smallest in the asshole, which is a controller and two vibrators, one stuffed into the vagina, and the other stuffed into the asshole.
Every time I pulled it out, it would be accompanied by her moan. The vibrator was discharged from my body with transparent viscous liquid. At that time, I was still surprised why there was no shit.
I feel that she enjoys and feels so comfortable.
Later I asked her and she said that she had been cleaned up because she was enema and the sticky liquid was used for lubrication.
After all of it came out, her wet wipes clean the liquid from the vibrator and put it in her carry-on bag.
Then wiped the liquid dripping on the floor.
The master asked her to continue. She took a bottle of beer from the table, poured a glass, drank it in one sip, then put the beer bottle on the ground, squatted down slowly above the beer bottle, aimed the bottle at his vagina and sat down. To be honest, my cock was so hard that I couldn't get up at all.
It seems that all this shattered my views.
The moment she sat in, she moaned loudly, and later I asked her what was wrong, and she said the bottle was too cold.
Hard and cool.
She began to rise and fall on the beer bottle, moving with difficulty. After a while, she began to tremble, starting from her legs and stretching until her whole body was shaking until a stream of yellow urine flowed out.
She lay weakly on the ground and began to moan.
Gasing heavily.
At this moment, I think she is very pity, really pity.
My heart is mixed.
After a while, she got up by herself, put on a windbreaker, and said to her master: Is it OK, Master?
The master looked at her and said, "The mission was completed well."
Then he turned around and asked me, can I still accept everything about her?
I trembled and said: I can... accept it.
She said: Let’s have a meal!Fang, you sit next to your boyfriend.We didn't say a word during the whole meal.The atmosphere felt extremely awkward.
After the meal, the owner broke the calm and said: After dinner, you can go out for a walk!If you have time tomorrow, come and find me together and make a prenuptial agreement.
Since posting, many people have added my friends.
Some said they wanted to meet, some said they wanted to train my wife, and some wanted to continue to update the posts.
There are also people who scold me. To be honest, some people just can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour.
I'll spoil it first. After marriage, I'm not allowed to fuck my wife now.
Many people will ask, are you feeling uncomfortable?
I would say it was uncomfortable.
Why do you feel uncomfortable?
I only have one answer. If you are afraid of being uncomfortable, why should you be a slave?
Isn’t it a pleasure to be a master?
It’s no wonder that many years have passed. People of all kinds have encountered each other. Many people who chat will scold you as soon as they come up. In their hearts, they feel that slaves are inferior and can be played with.
First of all, I want to say that although slaves are inferior, they are not inferior to everyone. They are certainly inferior to outsiders, and they are different to outsiders.
It is surrender to the master.
After we came out of the hotel, we walked side by side. I lowered my head and looked at my steps and looked at my steps and our pace was surprisingly consistent. When what happened in the hotel lingered in my heart, we walked a long way, and we didn't say a word. I tentatively held her hand, but she didn't refuse. I held her hand tightly. After a long time, I took the lead in breaking the silence and said: Where are we going?
She said: I'll follow you, wherever you want to go, I'll accompany you.
I mustered up the courage and said: Let’s go check in!
She said: OK.
When we arrived at the hotel, we opened a room.After entering the door, she took off her shoes and sat on the bed. I came to her side and sat down, and she leaned her head against my shoulder.I feel very warm at this moment.
I asked carefully: Are you forced?
She replied: No.
I asked again: Isn’t it uncomfortable to stuff so many vibrators under you?
She replied: It’s not uncomfortable, I’m used to it.even……
Me: Even what?
She: It's even a little comfortable.
Me: Why did you scream when you were inserted into a beer bottle in the hotel?
She: Because the beer bottle is hard and cool.
To be honest, the moment the beer bottle was inserted into her lower body, it had a huge impact on my heart.
The first is because I never thought that beer bottles could still be used like this.
Secondly, because of the strong visual impact, the green wine bottle was inserted under her.It's like there's a pink flower on the green leaves.
To this day, although many things have been blurred, this scene has been around in my mind.
I wanted to speak again, but she interrupted me and said: I will tell you little by little in the future.Stop talking about this today.
I said: OK.
She said: I'm a little tired, I'll go take a shower.Then she took off her windbreaker and her pants and walked into the bathroom.
Listening to the sound of water coming from inside, I really had the urge to go in and pounce on her.
After a long time, she came out and washed her words cleanly.
I'm asking about the words?She said she washed it off.
My eyes were staring at her, and she had a skin all over her body, very white, her waist looked very slender, and her breasts looked very big.
I walked over and pushed her onto the bed and threw her down, and she was not angry.
She said softly, "No, now, let's go in the future!"
I stopped immediately and said sorry.
Then he got up and walked to the bathroom.
I took off my clothes and poured cold water on my head.
I slowly suppressed the desire in my heart. I took a shower for a long time and calmed myself a lot.
After taking a shower, I walked out. She had already lie down. She saw me coming out and she said, "Do you want to sleep together?"
Then she lifted the quilt and signaled me to let me in. I put on my underwear and got into her quilt.
I said: Can I look at your bottom?
She said: What's the best thing to look at?
I said: I just want to see it.
She lifted the quilt and held her legs and wrists with both hands. I lowered my head and looked carefully.
She said: Have you finished reading it?
I said: After reading it, it is pink and tender and beautiful.
She said: Are women under the same place?
I said: Why don’t you have any hairs?
She said: I don’t have much hair at all and I’ve been shaved.
She put her legs down and I went into the quilt again.
I turned sideways and stroked her, she curled up in my arms, soft as if boneless, and the feeling was really wonderful.
Suddenly I thought of a sentence on the Internet that except for the hard fists and heads of women, all the rest of the women are soft.
She said I was tired and I slept for a while.Me: Why are you so tired?She: I had an orgasm several times today, and I would be very tired after orgasm.I said, then you go to bed!
She snuggled in my arms and fell asleep deeply.Smelling her hair, I felt like I felt that the cheap bags of shampoo in the hotel was the best smell in the world.
I hugged her like this, not moving, for fear that she would disappear if she let go of her hand.
My cock was surprisingly hard, and my heart was filled with thoughts.
Thinking of her appearance in the hotel, I felt that she was very, very pity-friendly, as if she was the most pity-friendly person in the world.
I was also blaming myself for not taking a taxi after leaving the hotel, but instead let her walk so far.
My desire to protect is really full of energy at this moment.
In fact, she was also cyst-smashing when she was a student. If a woman was willing to be with you when she was the poorest, no matter whether she was beautiful or not, please be kind to her.
Only after leaving society did I realize that pure love might only exist when I was a student.
I fell asleep in a daze. I don’t know how long it took to wake up from urine. She had already put on her clothes and sat on her phone playing with her phone. She used Apple 5 at that time. At that time, for the unlucky students, Apple phones were indeed very advanced.
Seeing that I woke up, she put down her phone and said to me: Have you had enough sleep?
I said enough.
Then she explained that at 10 o'clock the day, the master asked us to go there.
I said where to go?
She said a name.
I said where is it?
His house or a hotel?
She said it was a homestay.
I asked her where she was, and she said it was far away and we would take a taxi tomorrow.
I got up and went to the bathroom. I came out and saw that it was almost 9 o'clock.
I asked her if she was hungry?
Let's go eat.
She waited for me to put on her clothes, held my hand and walked out of the hotel. Not far from her way out was the night market. She spent a lot of money along the way, and she didn't eat seriously, and ate a bunch of junk food.
Although junk food is not healthy, it does satisfy your cravings.
After shopping, I returned to the hotel and had a long tongue kiss with her at the hotel.
We exchanged saliva with each other, as if her saliva was so sweet.
That night we hugged each other.
The next day we got up, we took a shower together and checked out.
After dinner, I took a taxi to the homestay she mentioned.
She kept urging, afraid of being late.
There was a traffic jam on the road. It took more than two hours to arrive, and it was already past 10 o'clock when I got off the bus.
After getting off the car, she ran and I followed her.
While running, he called her master and said anxiously, "I'm sorry we were late."After the call, I arrived at the door of the homestay.Knocked at the door, and the master came over and opened the door and let us go in.
After entering the door, she took off her clothes, knelt in front of her master, and kept apologizing to her master. The master sat on the sofa and said: Bitch, you know what to do.
She knelt and crawled in front of her master, took off her master's shoes, bit her master's socks, and pulled them down.
I feel that her movements are so skillful.
Then she held up one of the master's feet with both hands, stuck out her tongue and began to lick the master's toes. Her tongue kept wandering on the master's toes, as if she would not let go of every inch of her skin, and then picked up the other foot and licked it seriously.
I watched quietly, and every time I met, I felt that it would have a great impact on my heart.
After licking for a while, the master said he didn't need to lick it anymore, then asked her to stand upright, stretch out her feet to step on her chest, playing with her nipples.
Master: Tell the master if he is a slutty bitch.
She: It's the master's slutty bitch.
Master: I am late today, how do I want to be punished?Want to be beaten?
She: Master, I was wrong, don’t hit me, please.
The master glared at her and said: Where to hit?Then she gave her two choices, whether to breasts or vaginas.
She said: Boobs.
The owner pointed at me and asked me to go to the next house to open the cabinet and take out a white box.
After I brought it, he signaled me to put it on the coffee table and opened it. After opening it, there were various whips, beats, and rats inside.
He got up and picked up a beat.
He told me, bring a chair in front of me, and I will bring a chair.
He: The bitch sits on it.She sat down obediently, her body trembling a little.It can be seen that she is very scared.
He: How many hits?
She: Please, please let the bitch go!The bitch was wrong.I won't dare to do it next time.
He: This is to give you a bitch a memory and let your boyfriend see how sexy you are.While he hasn't signed the pre-nuptial agreement yet, it's still time for him to regret it.
He: How many hits?
She: 5 times.
The owner patted her face with a slap and said: 5 times aside.
She sat in a chair and faced with the owner.She held her breasts with her trembling hands.The master raised his mat and hit her left breast hard.
With a snap, accompanied by her scream, her body began to curl up due to the pain, and her painful breathing began to become rapid. The master asked her to straighten her body and then did the same thing to hit her right breast, which was accompanied by her scream every time.
Blood marks will appear when you apply twice on the same breast.
Not finished yet.
She had already started crying loudly.
The master did not stop because of her crying, and she was already crying in vain.
After the beating, the master asked her if she would be late in the future.She sobbed and said: No...No.
The master said: If you are late in the future, you will be punished like this.
She cried and said no.
Later I learned that my master was hitting her by Liu Dingpai.If you don’t know what Liu Dingpao is, you can search on the shopping software and you will see the style and you can imagine how painful it is to be beaten.
Although I hit her at that time, every stroke seemed to hit me, and my eyes felt red at that time.It makes me feel that I want to be nice to her and be kind to her willingly.
Until later, she gave birth, and the labor pains were in pain. I also gave birth on the spot when I was giving birth. I watched her spread her legs apart on the delivery bed, controlled her breathing, screamed and exerted force, and even had incontinence. Finally, she almost fainted and gave birth to such a big child from her vagina with two fingers wide.
If a child has a bigger head than an adult's fist, you will know what kind of pain it hurts.
Although it is not your own, how can I describe it?
It is really not easy for women to have children. Although medical treatment is developed now, it is really a journey to the gates of hell.
Therefore, I also advise my male compatriots to treat their wives well and avoid her pregnancy and confinement period even if they cheat.
The owner said: Have you seen it?This is your bitch girlfriend. Do you still like her?Are you willing to ask for her?
I thought for a while and told him that I wanted her.
The owner said: Did the bitch hear it?He didn't dislike you, he wanted you.
Then the master said, come with me, she and I followed the master. The master came to the bathroom, pressed her head, and said: Bitch, do you want to pee, will it be in your mouth or in your asshole?
She: Master, in the asshole!
Master: First clean your dirty asshole. After that, he reached out to take off the showerhead of the water heater, unscrewed the spray head and placed it on the toilet flush tank, let her kneel on the ground and stick her butt up high, adjust the water temperature, then press the water pipe on her asshole, open the water mixing valve, and the water flows into her intestines. After a while, his girlfriend signaled that her stomach was full.
The master closed the water valve and asked her to endure it for a while, and then asked her to pull it out. While pulling the master, he also said that he was slutty asshole, and it smelled so bad. Looking at her red and swollen chest and her innocent expression on her face, I felt that she was stinging, and then she repeatedly pulled the enema and pulled it again and again until it was clear water that stopped.
The owner went to get a funnel, applied some lubricant to it, and inserted it into her asshole.
Then I peed at the funnel and let her hold it in for 10 minutes. The owner asked her to go to the cabinet to change clothes. I wondered why her clothes were there. Later I realized that this was a private leisure place for the owner. She was trained and played with here more than once.
In more than two years in college, she was fucked to orgasm here countless times, played to incontinence, and played to collapse and burst into tears.
After a while, she took out her clothes, which looked like a cheongsam dress, but it felt a bit short. If she didn't wear pants, she would just cover her butt, which was a bit like sexy underwear. The pants looked like stockings, but they were thicker than stockings.
The master asked her to pull out the urine from her asshole. After she pulled it out, she wiped her butt. The master handed her a leather underwear with two fake dicks inside, one big and one small, so she asked her to put it on, the big one was inserted into her pussy and the small one was inserted into her asshole.
Then she put on her pants, which were flesh-colored, put on her dress, and put on a pair of high heels.
From a distance, she looked like she was not wearing pants.
She looks very good in a cheongsam, and you can see her nipples when you look closely.
Then I went to have a meal with the owner. The owner drove, and she was in the co-pilot and I sat in the back seat.
The master stroked her thigh from time to time along the way.
After dinner, the master sat in front of the computer, turned on the computer, and then took a pill. My girlfriend took the initiative to take off all her clothes, took off her panties that had been inserted into her body before eating. The inside of the panties had been wet with her girlfriend's vaginal fluid. She took off her pants and had a blowjob for him. I watched her put her soft cock into her mouth, thinking that this was all about her?
The master operated the mouse with his right hand and unbuttoned the rubber band on her head with his left hand, allowing her hair to scatter on her face and cover her cheeks.
From time to time, he stroked her head, as if he was very satisfied with her service.
The owner opened the document of the prenuptial agreement, printed it out, handed it to me, and asked me to take a closer look.
A4 paper prints out nearly three pages.
It is divided into three categories: First, my wife will never give birth to a child for me in this life.
Second, you must accept your wife’s past and future and no intervention is allowed.
Third, let me have a premarital ligation.
There are dozens of rules listed in detail.
There is another additional emphasis, that is, I must be my wife's slave and give her wholeheartedly.
These three pages of paper are like a contract of selling an body, followed by a signature, ID number, and a handprint.There are two in total, the owner leaves one and give me one.
After signing, the master asked her to spit out her dick and said congratulations on your official confirmation of the relationship now.
The master stood up and asked her to crawl out from under the table, then knelt in front of him, inserted his cock into her mouth again, pressed her head with both hands and started to thrust quickly, her saliva began to drip along the thrusting of the cock. After inserting it deeply again, the master fixed her head with his hands to prevent her from moving. The master growled, and the next thing was her violent cough. The master pressed her head hard and did not let her struggle. It took him no idea how long it took for the master to let her go. She spit out the master's cock, and the sticky saliva was drawn long on her mouth and the master's cock, like a bridge connecting the two of them.
The master asked her to raise her head and open her mouth. She tweaked her hair scattered on both sides, raised her head and opened her mouth. The master said he swallowed it all?
She said: Yes.
It was not until she raised her head that I saw liquid on her face, tears in the corners of her eyes, snot, and saliva covered her cheeks.
The master's ejaculation and cock did not soften. He grabbed her hair and walked outwards. She could only follow the master's steps to get up on the ground.
Before coming to the coffee table in the living room, the owner let her kneel on the coffee table, stick her butt up, pressed her face down, and put it on the coffee table. Then the owner went to the bathroom and took out the lubricant used to insert the funnel for her, dripped some on her asshole, pressed her dick with her hand, pressed her dick against her asshole, and said: Bitch, insert it yourself.
She moved her butt backwards, and her master's black cock sank into her pink asshole little by little, and she began to move back and forth.
He let out a slight moan, and the master hit her ass with his hand, making her move faster. She didn't say anything, but just quietly accelerated the speed.
The master seemed not satisfied with her speed. He held her waist with both hands and started to thrust quickly. Her breathing became rapid and her screams became louder and louder.
The two breasts on the chest kept shaking quickly.
After a while, she began to tremble. With her heart-wrenching screams, a stream of liquid sprayed onto the coffee table. The master was still thrusting it in and out, as if he was tired. I don’t know how long it took, the master penetrated deeply into her asshole, then paused for a while before pulling his cock out.
The master asked her to turn around, turn her face to the master's cock, and then began to lick the master's cock again!
I felt very dirty at that time, after all, I just pulled out of my asshole and had not been cleaned.
She took her master's cock in her mouth and began to carefully clean up the sticky liquid on it.
After licking for a while, the master signaled her to stop, and then asked her, did she get fucked and peed just now?She said yes.
Then the owner asked her to lick the urine from the coffee table and she did it one by one.
After licking it, the owner said to put on your own clothes.You two can go back and have to go to school tomorrow.
As soon as he walked out of the door, the owner stopped us and said he would take your prenuptial agreement.
After going out, I looked at my phone and came back from the meal to sign the agreement. More than two hours had passed. I held her hand and quietly held her.
When we got back from the taxi, we sat in the back seat of the taxi. After getting on the bus, I asked me to go back to school?
She said: I don’t want to go back.
I said: Then we still stay in a hotel?
She said: OK.
The driver looked at us with a strange look, looking at the reversing mirror in the middle from time to time, not knowing whether he was looking at the road or looking at us.
She snuggled on my shoulders along the way.
We returned to the hotel we opened yesterday. The service staff looked at us as if saying, "I just checked out in the morning, why are we back again?"
After entering the room, it was almost 6 o'clock, so I asked her to wait for me and I would go out.
She said: Don’t leave.
I said: I'll go buy something, I'll be back soon.
I ran out quickly, found a pharmacy, and bought cotton swabs, alcohol, anti-inflammatory drugs and anti-swelling medicines.Yes, run back quickly.
After entering the house, she asked me, where have you been?I said I went to the pharmacy to buy you medicine.
I said you took off your clothes.She said: What are you doing?You want to bully me, right?
I said: No, I bought medicine to reduce swelling.
She took off her windbreaker and sat by the bed. I asked her if she still hurts?
She said something, I picked up the cotton swab and dipped it in alcohol, and rubbed her with her swollen breasts that were beaten.
Is it painful while rubbing?
She said it didn't hurt.
The bleeding chest was scabbed.
If there is no scab, alcohol will definitely hurt when it hits the wound.
It was not until many years later that I realized that there is another disinfection thing called iodine.
Used to scrub the wound without stinging.
I wiped her carefully. Thinking of how she looked when she was beaten, my eyes began to turn red again, and my nose felt sour.
She suddenly said: You are so nice to me, no one has ever been so nice to me.
I looked up at her, tears in her eyes, and I put down the swab and alcohol.
He hugged her tightly and cried.
This time she cried for a long time, and I comforted her while crying.
He helped her wipe her tears from time to time.
She began to cry loudly, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances she had suffered for more than 20 years.
She said that she had not been liked by her family since she was a child. In the 1990s, family planning was very strict, and most families wanted to have a son, but she was a daughter.
She didn't live well when she was a child. Later, she had a younger brother, which made her feel that her parents were very good to her brother, and it was a world of difference to herself and her brother.
Although today there is no longer so much boyish than girls, some families are obsessed with having a son.
She said she felt inferior and that someone had pursued her in school, but she never replied to her.
Others give up.
Only I have been chasing her for more than two years, and she is the master's slave. Thinking about how good I am to her, she said she didn't want to leave any regrets, so she told her master about my chasing her.
Then she said: Show me the prenuptial agreement, I took it out of my backpack and looked at it.After reading it, she said to me: Why do you agree?I said: For you.
She: Don’t you know what ligation means?
Me: Of course I know.
She: You are so stupid.
Me: For you, I do.
She hugged me and said to me, please think about it again!
I said: I have already considered it.
After saying that, she took off her pants with only two legs left, she stood up and pushed me onto the bed, my dick was hard instantly.
She took off my pants, pulled my panties aside, and took my cock in one mouthful!
At that moment, she felt comfortable all over. Her oral activity was very good, without a trace of teeth. Her soft tongue kept sweeping over her head and the coronal groove. She held it deeply and spit out.
When I was about to be unable to bear it, she held my cock with one hand, pressed hard with her thumb, and held my cock under the cock connected to the balls, and then held my cock with the other hand and started to stroke it quickly. At this moment, I felt so uncomfortable. I really wanted to ejaculate and was pressed by her hand and the other hand and stroked it quickly, just like I wanted to ejaculate but couldn't ejaculate.
I started to wail, and her hand stroking her dick was getting faster and faster. Suddenly she let go of the hand that was holding the base of her dick, and my semen was squirting out instantly.
It’s very high and a lot of sprays. I think it can be more than one meter high after spraying.
At that moment, I felt so comfortable that my soul was pulled away.
After ejaculation, she wiped off the semen on the bed and my body and clothes with tissues. I pointed at the semen on my stomach and said you want to lick them clean.She replied to me three words, you are not worthy.
I wanted to lick her, but she said we would go to take a shower. After taking a shower, she lay on the bed. I came to the bed and she stretched out one of her legs and said, "Do you want to lick your master's toes?"
I said I want to.
I knelt and held her feet like she did today, and put her toes into my mouth. She said she wanted me to sit up. I felt uncomfortable when I was licked while lying, and my legs were tired.
She sat down beside the bed, and I knelt in front of her and raised her feet. Her toes were very white, like the white of scallions. I took her big toe and licked it. While she directed me, don't just lick one toe, and her tongue should wander between each toe.
She said it was so comfortable and had never been licked on her toes. She would occasionally withdraw it. I asked her what was wrong. She said she was licking itchy and couldn't help but want to avoid it. I deliberately refused to let her withdraw it. She giggled.
After licking for a while, she asked me to stop. She lay on the bed and asked me to lick her pussy. While I licked, she guided me and told me how to lick it. It was more comfortable to lick it there.
I was studying hard, and her pussy flowed out of her pussy and flowed to her asshole. I asked her to stick out her butt and lick her.
Then I stuck out my tongue and licked her asshole. She was shocked and quickly got up. I asked her what was wrong?
She said it was dirty, don't lick it.
I said it wasn't dirty, why did my wife get dirty?
She was very happy when I said that, and then she stuck out her butt and asked me to lick her. I licked her ass carefully, not letting go of every wrinkle in her asshole.
She would also twist her butt constantly because of itching. She said that licking her soft tongue was very comfortable, much more comfortable than inserting her cock. When inserting her cock, she would feel like she wanted to poop. The vaginal fluid that flowed out dripped on the bed, wetting the white sheets.
She said I was the first person to lick her toes and asshole.After licking, she let me burst into mouth once, and after ejaculated into her mouth, she spit it out.
It was already 10 o'clock after finishing, and we didn't go out for dinner.Sleeping in embrace.
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