Chapter 40 It's night

Even if she used all her strength, Yawen could not get rid of the black man with a tangled muscles on her body. She was pressed on the bed by the adulterer who had just cursed. Sufen, who was naked on her slender waist, was tightly clamped by a pair of hairy legs. She kept shaking and twisting her body. This was not the charming posture of seducing a man in sex, but the rough palms that were pinched along the crack of her buttocks. She struggled in despair, and the crying came naturally: Why Ah!Why did this do to me!Sister Sufen, what are you doing, Wenliang!

Didn’t you say you would give you a wedding gift?This is Ah, a black dick, your favorite big dick!

Sufen glanced down, burst out laughing, directing the black servant behind her: I fucked Ah, why are you still hesitating? Remember what I said just now? If you don’t go to her today, I will tell Guoqing that you raped me tomorrow!

Sufen pulled Yawen's hair, raised her hand and slapped her left cheek, hooked her arm around her neck and pressed her hard on the bed: Didn't you say that you were more content?If you cooperate a little, I will let go slowly. Do you understand?

All kinds of feelings of fear, pain, and suffocation were intertwined in the body. The violent impact made Yawen forget to cry out for a while, but tears appeared in her eyes as she instinctively. She was only twenty-six years old. After graduating from college, she stayed in this city and was determined to take root and sprout here to achieve some results. The pressure of a single woman in a big city can be imagined. She has been confused and retreated. After being harassed by her leaders, she has already put her clothes on and prepared to resign, but her parents have dispelled her thoughts by phone.

When she was in the rental house, she carefully read the bills at the beginning of the month. After the rent, water, electricity and food expenses were gone, the ridiculous income could not even allow her to change to a new phone, let alone buy her favorite cosmetics, luxury goods, etc.

Until she met the National Youth League and launched a money offensive against her, her mobile phone and even brand-name bags were placed in front of her, and her former desire became a reality.

She has been reserved and hesitant, and finally chose to surrender, surrender under the crotch of a man who has been lying, and surrender to her self-righteous fantasy.

If her parents treated her well since childhood, looked at her younger brother more and invested more money in her younger brother, she would definitely not be bound by a married man and finally married to the young man in humiliation.

Everything is fate. She remembered her mother's sigh. While cursing her life, her mother imposed this cursed life on her. She was deeply afraid of her mother's miserable fate dominated by her father. Now, the man she committed to makes her unable to see hope. She even thought that her children would be cursed by her failed life. Everything is a futile struggle, an infinite cycle without an end.

She was very tired, and it was time to give up her fantasy and succumb to desire. She showed a woman-like evil smile in the bathroom mirror just now. She felt that she was a boxer with her neck aorta tied up by life. Her other hand pressed her head tightly to prevent her from leaning back. Now she was squinted naked on her body. No matter how she thought or did, she could only pat her arms and surrender!

Turn on the light, Sufen...sister, I want to be on it.

Dawn is far away, but the thickest darkness has quietly arrived. Now, the glass of the room reflects Yawen's bleak posture of tears. She raised her hand and glanced at the black short on the bed. The man leaned on the pillow and placed his hands on both sides, holding the sheets nervously, showing a pleasing smile at herself. It was disgusting, disgusting, disgusting, she said it three times in her heart, comparing the three disgusting people in the room.

Take off your clothes quickly!

The air conditioning was too high, Sufen had to put on her coat, and while putting on her clothes, she ordered the only neatly dressed Yawen. She slapped her round butt behind the hem of the blue skirt and shouted loudly: What are you pretending to be? Is this look seducing her husband?

Yawen spread her thin legs and stepped onto the man's waist. She looked down from above. This was an ugly black penis, with earthworm-like blood vessels covering the rod, like a huge black maggot sticking with purple flesh paste. Just like a maggot, above the fat penis, was a pair of white and straight legs. The white and tender scenery continued upwards, and a touch of pink stamens shone with crystal light between her legs. She pulled the light blue skirt up to her slender waist, and the five red and swollen fingers were printed on the pink buttocks, which were particularly conspicuous. The small and tight buttocks were hooked with an attractive curve to the flawless jade back. At this time, the Luoshang rolled up like a blue demon flower blooming around her waist, and the naked lower body under the flower was completely exposed to the nigger's vision.

Life is like being raped. Since you can't resist, then enjoy it.

The golden sentence I wrote once comforted Yawen, so let’s sit on it and enjoy it today. Maybe having sex is not that uncomfortable.

She squatted down slowly, and the pink pussy between her fair and beautiful legs happened to be on the man's dark and firm glans. She grabbed the black penis and twisted her waist. The soft flesh of the mons pussy sucked the glans and continuously secreted white liquid. Yawen opened her mouth and half closed her beautiful eyes. The tears gently shaved to her eyelashes, and hesitated and refused to fall: Then... Then... Is there such a grinding effect on fucking a pussy?

Sufen spied behind the two for a long time, unable to resist his temper and kicked Yawen's hanging buttocks. There was a muffled sound. The instant impact made Yawen's butt fall heavily. The huge glans split her pink labia like a bamboo shoot, and expanded Yawen's vaginal cavity without mercy. Finally, she hit her tender uterus like an iron hammer. Ah...

She screamed hysterically like a broken melon, and was hit by a thick penis without warning in the depths of the flower heart, and for a moment she was stuffed into her lower body by a piece of scorching charcoal.

She pounced in front of her body in the disgusting black short man's arms. Even though she had just peeped Sufen and Wenliang's sex, her lower body was hot and moist, but the tearful pain of Wenliang's thick black rod suddenly pierced into her toes made her fingers and toes tighten instantly, and the tears that hesitated in her eyes rolled down her cheeks smoothly.

Wenliang's penis was wrapped tightly with the tender flesh of the wet chamber and massaged. The strong squeezing feeling conveyed by the passage made him feel that this was a virgin land that had never been cultivated. Yawen's tender cervix licked and sucked the glans like a cherry mouth. He couldn't help but hold up Yawen's small butt, as the glans brushed through the folds of the inner vagina inch by inch, and finally pulled to the Yuguan groove and exposed the labia, he was full of the pleasure of conquest. He no longer rushed his lower body, but gently held the woman's pink buttocks in circles. For a moment, Yu Wenliang's hissing sound of gasping and Yawen's crying voice was silenced.

Do you two want to fall in love and then fuck Ah!

A huge force came from Wen Liang's tender buttocks. With a dull sound, Yawen's buttocks fell sharply again, swallowing all her penis until the base of her penis, causing him to unconsciously cry out a happy moan. The mating between the female and the male began, and it was already so tragic.

Hello, slut, this is not the case when you seduce your husband. Is it because the big black dick is too big for you to stand it?

Sufen kicked her hard again and sneered: Didn’t you say she was on it? Now she is like a dead fish, and she still wants me to help. Are you ashamed?

Don't... stop kicking, Sister Sufen... Let me go... I'll take off my clothes first... Nervousness and shame made Yawen's body extremely sensitive. She shook her hair to cover her cheeks that were blushed with shame. This was the last reserve and resistance. It seemed that in her thoughts, she was buried in her hair like an ostrich, resisting interrogation, and her lewd vision could retain her last dignity.

She gently took off the silk skirt and covered the man's face. For a moment, her white and skinny body was exposed naked in the room. Unfortunately, the man under her was blocked from her vision and she had no blessings to live.

Yawen smiled bitterly and twisted her waist slowly. Her tight and careful appearance and shaking lower body reminded her of the years she had studied dance. She relaxed and used her strength to make her legs curve open like the M-shaped word. Her pretty face covered by her soft hair showed a charming expression. Yawen shouted softly and delicately: This is really too big, Sister Sufen, I want...Ah!!!

Before Yawen finished speaking, Wen Liang couldn't help but thrust his waist and poked it up hard. The egg-sized glans hit the wet, hot and tender uterus. The incident happened suddenly, and this shouting was not as fierce as before. The high moans were accompanied by depression pain.

Although Wen Liang's penis was huge and firm, the two thrusts just now had sufficient vaginal mucus secretion. The tight and narrow vagina made a slight gurgling sound and successfully swallowed the hideous penis.

Although Wen Liang was blocked from his sight, it can be inferred from that moan that Yawen, who had just been so cold and bitter, must be passionate at this time. She fucked the young woman who was half-pushed and half-wished, and the silly pleasure of conquest made people feel very comfortable. Such a cold and elegant young woman could have sex with her, and a single round of her can make him talk and chat was considered a great fragrance for her ancestors to show off. As for why Yawen married the young man who was not even as good as him, he couldn't figure it out, and he didn't need to understand. He smelled the faint fragrance of the young woman's dress on his face, and felt the pleasure of squeezing and licking the soft flesh of the mons pubic pubic, he couldn't help but thrust his waist and slowly retreated to the only glans at the hole, and then worked hard to push the penis up!

Puff!Another powerful and powerful blow.

Yawen's pink and round buttocks were hit by the dark hips with a light red mark. She was as deep as an iron hammer, and a ripple was hammered out by the buttocks, which was not plump and tender. The unfulfilled and delicate body of the buttocks were only able to hold, swaying with the impact, shaking a wave of breasts in the air. She was too sensitive, and the fourth fucking made her weak and weak. Her whole body fell down with the man's crotch, and a dull moan came out from her red lips.

Wenliang reached out to hold the small and tender buttocks, gently caressing and kneading them. I have to say that only he could make such a black, short and obscene sound: Sister Yawen, be ready, I'm here.

As soon as he finished speaking, his fierce penis pushed towards his pink pussy again.

Ah！！

A sweet and lewd scream pierced the thick air in the room. The black guy grabbed the pink buttocks hanging in the air and began to thrust with all his strength. The violent impact made Yawen's delicate body roll and roll like a willow leaf on the surging sea. The continuous pleasure made her pink nipples congested. What's strange is that her fair body kept rising and falling in the air, but her trembling nipples were still standing in place, which shows how fast Wenliang fucked her so hard and how powerful it was.

A large amount of white turbid liquid was secreted from the junction of Yawen's lower body, which was scattered on the white bed in the room. Fortunately, although the corridor of Yawen's lower body was narrow, it was extremely deep, so that the huge and hot glans would not invade the mouth of the uterus. However, whenever Wen Liang's penis was strongly in and out of the vagina, she couldn't help but pant.

The young woman who was erotic and moved looked at the part of the two men's intercourse. A thick black cock was quickly thrusting into her pink pussy. The warm and humid vaginal cavity completely ignored the emotional resistance of the owner. She kissed and hugged the uninvited guest who was pierced into her body. The tender mons pubic flesh, which was reluctant to leave, was scraped out of the pussy by the huge glans, and was then sent back to her original place by the pussy with a few phantoms.

Wen Liang is no longer a virgin and has been tested by Sufen several times, but the tightness of Yawen's narrow pussy made him thrust his penis with all his strength. The body covered with purple blood vessels clearly felt every inch of wrinkle and tender flesh in the young woman's vagina. He couldn't help but compare the feeling of having sex with Sufen. The proprietress's vagina was softer, wet and hot, gentle and gentle, like a lover's beautiful little mouth. Yawen's vagina was more aggressive, the mouth of the pussy was narrow and tight, and after entering a little, it became tougher. The vaginal cavity in all directions pressed and grinded the glans, and was squeezed hard at all times.

Such stimulation and such pleasure further enhanced Wen Liang's desire to ejaculate. He tried hard to resist the urge to explode. Before Yawen could react, he overturned her on the bed, grabbed her legs and pressed her hard, folded it on both sides of the red cheeks in a strange arc, and his pretty round buttocks were pressed high, shaking in the air as if welcoming the man to come again.

Yawen's breath was disordered, her whole body was sore and weak, and she was fiddled with by a strong black ghost like a doll, but she still forced herself to reach out to cover her face and close her eyes to keep her last reserve.

Wen Liang opened his mouth sweating profusely, bent down and shouted at the pink stamens between his beautiful legs, sucking hard. The strong stimulation made Yawen moan uncontrollable. She felt like she was touched by an electric shock stick and reached out to grab the black servant's hair and pulled it hard: Don't use it so hard... Be gentle, it hurts a little...

Humph, relying on my youth to seduce other people's husband... Where did the sexy spirit in the previous photo go?

Sufen slowly approached and whispered in Yawen's ear: Is this black cock comfortable?I really don’t know what you think. The pussy juice that was fucked was splashing everywhere and covering her mouth and refused to scream. She was completely different from a woman who was having sex. What’s the point of suppressing her desire? I shouted out Ah happily!

Yawen struggled to refute Sufen, but her clitoris was sucked by Wenliang and her pleasure was repeated. The scolding brewed in her mouth turned into a charming moan: Well... well... Sufen looked a little disappointed, and then she stretched out her pink tongue to tease Yawen's earlobes, and said slowly: Little slut, it's comfortable to have sex. Wenliang also has a friend named Haotao. He is handsome, his cock is white and tender, thick and long, and he is more comfortable than that black cock. What's going on next time he's here to have sex with you? I'll guarantee you'll fuck you to the sky.

The swearing pleasure of the humiliating voice made Yawen's lower body feel a scorching warm current. She couldn't say a complete sentence and turned her head to the other side. However, the large amount of white juice secreted by the flesh of the cavity exposed the signs of the woman's about to climax.

Wen Liang stood up panting as Yawen's delicate body trembled and sprayed bursts of juice. Her dark cock was pressed against the pink slit and was immediately warmly treated by the soft two soft mons pubic flesh. He thrust his waist hard, cutting the thin slit like a black scalpel. The increasingly swollen cock instantly tore it back to its tight narrow passage. The huge glans buckled deep into the soft flower center like a basketball. Wen Liang gasped happily, looking up at the white ceiling, shaking his waist like a worm rolling.

The dark man's crotch kept hitting Yawen's small and tender buttocks, like a black hard stone hitting a white and tender egg. The pink slit of the eggshell was constantly brought out by the black rod protruding from the stone. A large amount of turbid liquid splashed out from the collision, and soon wet Wenliang's crotch and even flowed onto the mattress. Yawen covered her cheeks with a silk skirt and begged for mercy in a muffled voice: Enough, enough, ejaculate quickly...

Wen Liang shouted, pulling the young woman's beautiful legs forward and pressing it even lower. The buttocks were almost pulled into the air. He was half-squatting, plucking his feet, and his dark hips quickly thrust like a pile driver, helping his penis to fuck the tender mons pubis under his crotch. He was immersed in the naked reproductive desire and turned into tireless black pieces of flesh. He only knew how to fuck this miserable young woman.

This is the most primitive action of males conquering females. This conquering scene can only appear when the male cannot support him and is about to ejaculate.

A man's trembling roar and a woman's suppressed humming resounded throughout the room. Wenliang's lower body pressed against the pink buttocks that were raised in the air. Her plump testicles were shrinking and providing semen. Every time a thick stream of semen was sprayed out from the depths of her vagina, Yawen's butt fell to the bed, and then was held back by the black ghost swallowed by desire and raised it in the air. She couldn't control the pouring of hot semen and stuffed her clothes into her mouth, like a kidnapped hostage, sobbing.

After a moment, Wenliang, who was ejaculated with semen, pulled out his weak penis, and Yawen trembled on the bed like a rag. Amid the man's violent gasps, she took off her clothes and opened her eyes, glanced at her hot body. Her red and tender mons pubis on her lower body was completely stretched into a round hole, and thick semen flowed out funnyly, as if she was mocking her, aren't you happy too, aren't you very happy either?

She thought of her mother who was trembling under her father's crotch when she was young. Whenever the two had differences, such a scene would be performed. At that time, she was innocent and mistakenly thought that a woman's vagina was a mysterious black hole that could transform all pain and violence into pleasure.

Unfortunately, this violent sexual intercourse like rape did not add much pleasure to her heart, only endless humiliation. At least she knows one thing now: pain will not be converted into happiness in any form. After the direct physical stimulation, her lower body began to swell and hurt, but none of this was as important as the numbness of the soul. Tears rolled down without warning, just mixed with the sweat of lust on her face, which seemed so ironic. She covered her cheeks and tried her best to cover up her emotional out of control. It was all her fault, her marriage fault, her love fault, her work fault, and even her birth fault.

Wenliang, come quickly. I want it again after seeing you for a long time.

Sister Fen... Give me some more time.

I can't wait, come here and I'll suck it a few times.

A few minutes later, Sufen's satisfied shouting sounded again in the quiet bedroom. Taking advantage of the two of them's selfless shouting, Yawen opened her dry mouth and tried her best to make a sound. Sure enough, it was like a cry. After all, who would still be as cold as before after rape.

Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the fragrant grass is connected to the sky.The evening breeze blows the willows and the sound of the flute is gone, and the sunset is outside the mountains.At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, the friendship between you is half gone.A pot of turbid wine will be over again. I will leave my dreams cold tonight.

The girl hummed softly in the room, with a bit of enchantment in her charm and a bit of lust in her tenderness. At first, she suddenly heard it as if a yellow oriole had come out of the valley, her gentle crying with a gentle shout.

Yun Lan's body temperature was overflowing on my face through her fair fingers. I looked at Sister Lan's hand that was on her cheek. It was a clear, fair, slender and delicate little hand. The bones were noble, supporting the plump flesh, and the movements were gentle, comforting the collapsed boy.

I thought of the scene where Yun Lan hugged herself and comforted her softly when she was young. The distant, desolate but with a little warm memories opened the chaotic brain, and squeezed out the resentment and anger in her heart bit by bit. When her mind gradually returned to her, the care, warmth and admiration conveyed in Yun Lan's songs shrouded me in a soft and slack haze. At that moment, I found my past attachment to Sister Lan like a mother and obsessed with her lover. This emotion that should have been in her mind suddenly appeared and occupied her heart silently.

I can't live without this girl, just like I can't live without the air on which I rely on.

Let’s sleep in Lanlan’s arms today. Haotao is fine. I will take you home the weekend after tomorrow. How can we get married?

Yun Lan was wearing a dark green light long skirt. The skirt was as smooth, soft, noble, and sweet and gentle as the owner. I smelled the fragrance of attachment, and I felt ashamed to cover my exposed body.

It’s okay, don’t be shy or afraid. Lanlan will protect you and will not cause you to catch a cold, hurt or suffer.

Yun Lan's rosy lips opened slightly, she stretched out her elegant laziness, and her soft palm gently covered the boy's eyes. She smiled happily: The day after tomorrow, go to your house first, and then go to my house. After everything is over, no one will disturb us anymore. Lan Lan promised the little mouse that you will never feel uncomfortable again.

Although I have said that no matter what you do, I will forgive you, Lanlan has never said that she will not punish you.Now the little mouse is also punished as it should be. Let’s go all these, go to bed, go to bed.

The boy in her arms gradually slept peacefully. She put down her heart that had been hanging in the air for more than four years, half tilted her head, and closed her eyes.

Dongdong, Dongdong, the silent knock on the door in the middle of the night seemed particularly harsh. Yunlan opened her eyes and thought carefully. The answer was obvious. It must be the shameless and disgusting nigger. She rubbed her palms, got up and walked towards the door. The last bed bug was time to expel it.