Chapter 7 The Joining of Old Gun (Part 2)

Under the faint lamppost of the flashlight, Ying'er crawled in the dark stairwell with difficulty.

The more I climbed up the stairs, the more debris and building materials were piled up in the stairs, and Ying'er's movement speed slowed down.

Originally, she had consumed a lot of her physical strength when she masturbated, but now Ying'er's lower body is soaked with vaginal fluid, and she dripped on the ground in a bunch, leaving lewd watermarks on the stairs she climbed.

I don’t know if this is a side effect of aphrodisiac. Damn Lao Gun didn’t remind me to ask Ying’er to drink more water. According to this method of flow, I began to worry if Ying’er would dehydrate after a while.

When the third floor was climbing to the top of the building, a broken flower pot that was thrown on the stairs was kicked over. There was a crisp cracking sound after the flower pot rolled down the stairs. In an instant, the lights in the stairwell were all on, and our eyes were so thorny that we couldn't open. Ying'er screamed and curled up like a little hedgehog.

Not long after, the light disappeared again.

I quickly looked around and found that there was no one, so I felt relieved.

Husband...I...can't leave anymore... Ying'er said in a crying voice

What's wrong?

I...I was scared just now...I couldn't help but...I pee...

I took a flashlight and there was indeed a large piece of water under Ying'er's trembling body.

It doesn’t matter, there is still the third floor to arrive, I comforted Ying'er and said.

I took the dog leash that was wrapped around Ying'er's collar, and Ying'er began to crawl forward again.

Why can't the elevator come up? Let's just walk down. When we climbed to the 19th floor, a man's voice came from the stairwell on the upper floor.

Ying'er and I immediately became alert.I pulled Ying'er to the fire door in the stairwell and corridor, thinking that if they really wanted to get off the stairs, we would open the fire door and hide in the corridor.

No, the stairs are so dark and there are no lights. This time it was the voice of a woman.

With a snap of applause, the entire stairs suddenly shone brightly, Ying'er's snow-white naked body and pale face trembled under me.

Who said there was no light? It was voice-controlled? The man said proudly.

Let's go, let's go, it's too late to wait, there is no subway. Before the man could finish his voice, the sound of walking downstairs came.

Before I could confirm whether there was anyone on the 19th floor, I pushed open the fire door and led Ying'er in.

I only started to regret it after I came in. It turned out that there was someone living on this floor.The door at the end was open, and the lights in the house illuminated the corridor, and a child riding a tricycle in front of the door.

The child looked only 4 or 5 years old. Ying'er and I looked at him nervously, for fear that he would turn around and call the adults in the house.

The child looked at us with his big eyes open, as if he was not going to move.

On the other side of the fire door, the man and woman finally walked down from the 19th floor, and the man could still hear the curses.

What is this?Hold!Who the hell is peeing in the stairwell!

I couldn't control the child's reaction, so I took Ying'er, who was flowing with vaginal fluid, back to the stairwell and walked towards the roof.

After the episode just now, Ying'er's ability to withstand is close to her limit.When she arrived at the top of the apartment, Ying'er had already collapsed on the asphalt ground and cried.

The top floor is empty except for a half-person-high platform in the middle, but the view is very good. On one side is a city with thousands of lights, and on the other side are three other apartments in the community.

From this perspective, I found that the distance between these buildings is actually very close. I can even clearly see a family hanging clothes on the balcony in the opposite building.

I took out my cell phone and sent a text message to Lao Gun.The phone rang shortly afterwards.

Going to the roof?It's not easy to hear the sound of an old gun from the other side of the phone.

It's Ah.There was almost a problem in the middle.By the way, is the medicine you gave Ying'er okay?She was so watery that I was worried that her body would not be able to bear it.

No problem, don’t worry, I brought this medicine back from Japan and has been used on many women. Besides, this external medicine has time-effectiveness. I guess it will be the peak of the medicine after a dozen minutes.

Lao Qian continued to say that before that, you should let Ying'er sit on the platform in the middle and masturbate with a massager facing the opposite building.Remember, don’t let her orgasm, what we want is to cultivate her awareness of orgasm during other people’s voyeurism.I believe you will also grasp this aspect.Don't give it to her when I get home at night. In the future, I can only give her an orgasm if I specify it.

Finally, I would like to remind you not to rush to the training content of the high-level section. Ying'er's limits should be gradually improved bit by bit, which is why I don't let you use the equipment in the room.OK, the rest depends on you.After Lao Qian finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

I walked to Ying'er and saw that she was still lying on the ground. Her eyes were a little out of focus, and there was another large pool of vaginal fluid under her.I picked up the dog leash from the ground and led her to the platform

Climb up I ordered.

The efficacy of the medicine is really beginning to take effect.Ying'er had no objection and raised her butt and crawled up.

I held the leash and asked her to adjust the direction, facing the apartment building opposite.

sit down!Spread your legs!

Ying'er's naked pink buttocks slowly sat on the cold cement platform, hesitated for a moment, and slowly opened her legs.

Bitch.Can you see the building opposite?

Well...it's okay...husband...I'm so hot downstairs...I'm thirsty...Ying'er murmured, I can't even hear what she said clearly.

Let me say louder, tell me, what can you see?

I...I can see...a man watching TV...and...and someone...smoking on the balcony...Ah...it's getting hotter and hotter below...Ying'er answered me effortlessly.

I took out the electric massager of the eggplant purple, turned on the switch below, and turned the regulator to the top gear.

The massage rod emits a dazzling purple glow, the silicone cock then sways snake-shaped, and a circle of steel balls at the handrail also begins to rotate quickly.

Want this?I shook the massage stick in front of Ying'er.

Ying'er lowered her head shyly, but then nodded slightly.

Oh...I don't want it, then forget it

Seeing that I was about to take it away, Ying'er suddenly grabbed my hand. No... no... others... they want...

What do you want it for?I continued to tease Ying'er. This period was the most interesting moment of training, so how could I easily take over?

I know she can be played with at will before the medicine reaches its peak.

Want... want your husband to put it... under someone else... Ying'er bit her lip and said slowly.

Slut, you even pretend to be innocent to me. You know what you should say, you won’t say it, right? If you don’t say it, I’ll leave

don't want!Don't leave!I would say... Ying'er cried and shouted, "I want the big cock in my husband's hand... to fuck her into her little pussy... fuck her pussy to her... wuwu...

Fuck yourself

I threw the massager to Ying'er, and Ying'er screamed, but she didn't catch it. The rotating massage rod fell on the concrete floor, making a buzzing and rubbing sound.

Ying'er was afraid that I would get angry, so she quickly picked it up, licked it with her little mouth, put it on the mouth of her pussy, rubbed it with her vaginal fluid.

Look at the men in the opposite building, you have to fuck them now.Think about how many of them are looking at your pussy, robbing their cock, fantasizing about fucking the crappy pussy under you, and cumming your whole body with semen.

With my verbal stimulation, Ying'er inserted the entire massage stick without much effort.

Ah...Ah... So comfortable...Ah...I haven't used this thing for a long time... So comfortable...

Ying'er supported her body with one hand behind her, her legs spread wide into an M shape, and she used the other hand to thrust her pussy while holding her butt up rhythmically.

I turned on the flashlight to Ying'er.

Ah...so bright...I...I can't see it... Ying'er screamed in shock.

Little bitch, this is not for you to see. Our side is too dark, and I am afraid that the other side will not find it.You are like those bitches in A movie now...oh...no!You are more shameless than them, you are now broadcasting live, hahahahaha...

After the flashlight was illuminated, several lights in the opposite building were indeed instantly turned off.I feel secretly happy, let you see enough today.

Ah…No…No…You are so bad…They are all seen.Ying'er covered her eyes with her hands, but she didn't mean to stop her fake dick. Ah...Don't take a photo... Will they run over Ah...

What do you want to do if you run over?I asked along Ying'er.

I...I don't know...

I grabbed the fake dick that was moving back and forth, and Ying'er immediately lost the stimulation.

They ran over, what do you want, honestly.

Looking forward to the waves of pleasure and stimulation of the electric dick, Ying'er closed her eyes and began to speak incoherently.

They come here... I will fuck them... Husband... Take your hands away... They are so itchy under them...

What if they have many people?

Ah…then…then let them line up to rape me…husband…do you like to see me being fucked by many strangers?...

As he said that, Ying'er shouted loudly at the apartment opposite. Her pussy is so itchy. Come and fuck me quickly!

I was frightened by Ying'er's reaction and thought that if someone really came over, the matter would be a big deal. I should take advantage of Ying'er's medicine to fail and stop as soon as possible.

The moment I pulled out the massage stick in Ying'er's vagina, I accidentally heard footsteps coming from the direction of the stairwell.

I was shocked and was about to pull Ying'er off the platform. Ying'er, who had lost the stimulation of the massage stick, lost consciousness at this time and was thrusting her lower body with her two fingers, and she kept moaning in her mouth, with no intention of falling down at all.

It seemed too late, I could only hide at the other end of the platform.

With the light in the stairwell, an old man wearing a white vest and shorts appeared at the entrance of the stairs. He was wearing slippers on his feet, slapping his fan with one hand, and a red joint sleeve on his arms.

Who is so fucking noisy at night? He doesn't let people sleep anymore. He is cursing and walking towards the high platform.

I pushed and pulled Ying'er's arm hard, lowered my voice and called her name, hoping that her medicine would pass quickly.But Ying'er had no reaction at all.

The old man who walked to Ying'er was frightened by the scene in front of him.He opened his mouth wide, looked at Ying'er on the platform, closed his eyes tightly, and fucked himself with his fingers with his butt.

My mother, I thought my second son was lying to me again. It turned out that there was a big girl with bare ass...girl...girl...what is wrong with you?

Ah...husband...stop making trouble...Is it okay to give that dick back to others...they can't stand itchy underneath...Is it okay for them to fuck them?

Under the flashlight, Ying'er still closed her eyes and enjoyed her fingers. Perhaps it was the effect of the medicine, and she was completely unaware of the changes in front of her.

The old man looked around and I quickly stretched my head back.

Girl...you...where are your husbands?The old man's voice was trembling a little.

You are my husband Ah... Husband... Come and fuck someone's slut... Hurry... As he said that, Ying'er actually got up and pulled the old man's arm.

I was secretly complaining in my heart, we might be in the game tonight.

The old man did not continue to ask Ying'er, but walked over and turned off the flashlight.

Under the moonlight, this hypocritical old guy looked around vigilantly while taking off his shorts.

The anger in my heart burst out instantly. I was about to rush out to beat this immortal, but I found that I couldn't walk at all.

I was deeply attracted by this perverted scene.

On one side is my fiancée fucking her pussy with her fingers, and on the other side is an obscene old guy, robbing his own tube at my woman.

I was in a very complicated mood. I wanted to protect my woman, and I also wanted to see the old guy take the next step to satisfy my perverted fantasy of a lewd wife. The contradictory psychology almost tore my personality apart.

You...Who are you?Ying'er's voice brought me back to reality.

It seems that the aphrodisiac is about to lose its effect, and Ying'er gradually regains consciousness.

Ah!!!!!You...Who are you?Where is my husband?husband!!!Save me Ah!!!husband!!!Ying'er shouted and struggled to stand up.

Girl... Girl... Don't call me... I'm not... You... Don't call me. The old guy was so scared by Ying'er's scream that he rushed over and reached out to block Ying'er's mouth.

husband !!!husband!!!Ying'er still struggled hard.

The old guy looked around in panic, afraid that someone would come out at this time.Still worried, he took off the black stockings on Ying'er's legs and stuffed them into Ying'er's mouth.

The stockings soaked in vaginal fluid all night were stuffed into Ying'er's mouth. Ying'er could no longer make any sound, so she could only moan, big tears flowed down from the makeup carefully prepared for me, and her face had already been burned.

I felt speechless and contempt for my indifference again, but the great psychological stimulation and the pleasure coming from my lower body made me lose the motivation to act again.

Facing Ying'er who was still struggling, the old guy pulled out the belt from his shorts and tied Ying'er's hands behind her.

Girl...Girl...Listen to me...You...Don't blame me... As he said, he leaned his kidnapped cock towards Ying'er's pussy.

Well...um...um...Ying'er shook her head desperately, but her hands were tied and her body was pressed tightly by the old guy. She could only watch his things gradually approaching, helpless.

The old guy also climbed up to the platform and spread Ying'er's legs to the sides, trying to use the opportunity to insert his cock into Ying'er's pussy.

I tried many times but couldn't put it in.

When I looked closely, I realized that he was impotence, and his soft cock had never been hard.

The old guy was in limited physical strength and was already out of breath after trying for more than ten minutes, but he still failed.Ying'er had given up struggling and shed tears silently under him.

After some struggle, the old guy gave up. He raised his lower body to Ying'er's feet in the air, desperately trying to capture his soft cock, and muttered something in his mouth.

Oh... I can play with a girl who looks so beautiful to you... Even if I shoot it tomorrow, it's worth it... Oh... Oh... Here comes... Here comes...

As he said that, streams of semen sprayed on Ying'er, all over her breasts, lower abdomen, and pubic hair. Although he couldn't stand it hard, he was really ejaculated.

He was not the only one who ejaculated, but I also ejaculated all over the ground in the corner.

The old guy who gradually regained his rationality quickly put on his shorts without a belt, jumped off the platform and ran towards the stairs. While running, he looked back at Ying'er lying on the platform from time to time.

Seeing that there was no sound, I slowly climbed up to the platform from another corner, and fell and ran to Ying'er.

Wife...Wife... are you okay?

I asked while taking out the stockings from Ying'er's mouth.

Ying'er couldn't help seeing my face anymore and burst into tears.

Woo...husband...is it you?…Woooo…Where did you go just now…I was bullied…husband…Where did you go just now…Woooooo…

Ying'er cried more and more sadly, and she could no longer say the whole sentence.

Husband... Husband... I just answered a call... I think this reason is too bad, but I really can't think of any other reason to make excuses.

You're lying!You have been by someone just now... Woooo... He has brought me... He has brought me... I'm bullied... You don't care about me... I called you so much... Woooo...

My husband really didn't hear it...

The more I talked, the more I hated myself, and I wanted to slap myself a few big mouths.

I can't let myself think too much, we have to leave this place of trouble quickly. I untied Ying'er's belt tied to her hand, put on her windbreaker, and helped her walk towards the stairwell...

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It has been several weeks since I returned from Jinxinyuan, and Ying'er hasn't spoken to me for a long time.Except for seeing her when preparing three meals, she locked herself in the house at all times.

Every day when I open my eyes, I apologize to her and say all good things, including kneeling down, but I can't change my mind.

Tomorrow is the day to return to school, and we will have even fewer opportunities to meet after school starts. I was nestled in a corner of the sofa in a daze, and my hands were burned by cigarettes.

When I woke up in the morning, Ying'er's door was wide open, but she had already disappeared.

The clothes hanger was empty, only a few of my scalded shirts were hanging alone in the corner. I now understood the meaning of being empty.