Chapter 327

The picture continued. After Uncle Ma finished smoking a cigarette, he left my house for less than ten minutes. At this moment, his wife, who was lying in the bedroom, had already picked up her cell phone.

Because in the picture, my wife's cell phone rang again.

I estimated the time, and Ma Ting probably guessed some thoughts in her heart that made her feel very bad, so she quickly pulled me to my house.

At this time, I called my wife, and it should be downstairs of my unit, and the time node was blocked very accurately.

When I saw my wife picking up her phone, I tried hard to lean forward. I became extremely curious about the conversation between my wife and Ma Ting at that time.

But when his wife was still wearing a sexy and hot nightgown and sexy stockings, she still tried hard to get up and get out of bed. Then, her wife pretended to look at the camera closest to her at the bedside casually, and then she took her cell phone to the balcony.

At this time, my wife could only see half of her body in the picture, her slender and plump sexy stockings and beautiful legs, and her hastily not changed into slippers, but she was still wearing hot high heels. Her vaguely round buttocks and sexy back may still retain the traces that Uncle Ma burst out just now.

My wife's voice was very light. She was originally far enough from the camera. Even if I was working hard, I couldn't hear what my wife was talking about with Ma Ting.

I was a little angry because in the moment when my wife pretended to be very casual, I saw strange and complicated emotions. At this time, my wife actually avoided the camera from afar and called.

You should know that just now, even though Uncle Ma's thin body was pressed on the bed, his wife looked at the camera when she was extremely excited. The excited and coquettish wife did not avoid the camera. She just made a phone call, and her wife actually went to avoid it with guilt.

This made me confused.

After trying it a few times, even though I turned the volume to the maximum and pressed my ears on the laptop, I still listened in a blur.

I looked at the notebook quietly. This time, after experiencing Uncle Ma’s departure, I finally felt relaxed. When Uncle Ma was there just now, every second was a huge spiritual connection to me.

Now that I suddenly felt relieved, I lit the cigarette again.

After watching such a short video, I have smoked three cigarettes now.

Enjoying the smell of tobacco, my body could finally relax. Although I didn’t hear what my wife said on the phone, I finally saw the intimate contact between Uncle Ma and his wife.

Thinking of this, I breathed a sigh of relief. I saw Uncle Ma hitting his wife's round buttocks, and the two of them had close contact.

But now I realized that even though the two of them had extremely close contact with each other, the only thing left was that was not deeper.

Uncle Ma and his wife had a virtual sex in this way, and I didn’t know how to express my inner thoughts.

If you look at it this way, this method must be when Uncle Ma was tangled in washing his face. His wife looked at Uncle Ma in this state and finally sighed dejectedly and changed her mind.

At this time, I suddenly thought that before Uncle Ma entered the bedroom, my wife whispered a few words in Uncle Ma's ear. Perhaps she was talking about this matter to Uncle Ma!

My wife used fake props for her vagina and anus, and it looked like she could move by herself by electric power.

After that, Uncle Ma really let go of himself without a breakthrough in the final bottom line. After all, in Uncle Ma's opinion, without the final depth and possession, perhaps this is the last bottom line that Uncle Ma can stick to.

Uncle Ma's black and huge terrifying cock kept going in and out and grinding between his wife's buttocks and the tightly closed thighs. It looked like a fierce battle between men and women, but it was a fierce battle against his wife's round and beautiful buttocks and long legs. Uncle Ma let go of his heart this time and played hard.

Perhaps the reason why Uncle Ma can really make him dare to extend his hand to his wife, squeeze the black cock into the slit of his wife's tempting buttocks, and dare to unscrupulously knead his wife's huge balls and sexy legs was that he did not enter completely in the end and let his hands go.

I looked at the scene quietly. My wife is still on the balcony and is talking about what I am curious but don’t know.

My mind has already flown far away and has been put on Uncle Ma. I tried to think and understand Uncle Ma's heart. I vaguely knew something, but I found that I couldn't understand this simple old guy.

In fact, from the beginning to now, even among all the people I have met, Uncle Ma is the only person who is still rigidly sticking to his so-called bottom line. It cannot be said that this is good or bad. After all, everyone has different attitudes in life and handling things.

But I vaguely felt that Uncle Ma’s bottom line was also constantly retreating. In this society full of impetuousness and desires, no one can maintain himself without being assimilated.

Everyone will change, just like Uncle Ma. Even though it still looks similar to before, from the beginning, Uncle Ma's eyes initially because he looked at his wife's beautiful legs and plump buttocks, or his wife's mature and hot charming body, Uncle Ma's eyes initially had a cautious and hidden desire, but more of it was the feeling of guilt, guilt and shame that Uncle Ma showed.

From the beginning to now, Uncle Ma has actually changed through the little bit of getting along and little bit of contact. However, under the last bottom line, Uncle Ma has become like this.

Can hold his wife's head, enjoy his sexy mouth and tongue, be able to knead his wife's sexy body, and say occasional bold words to his wife.

This was unimaginable at the beginning.

So I feel that Uncle Ma has indeed changed. Perhaps in the days to come, after adapting to this situation, I wonder if Uncle Ma will lower the bottom line again.