Sleeping in a warm and soft seat, with a light body
The feeling of weightlessness when the plane took off seems to have not disappeared, making me feel like I am floating on the clouds
The legs are soft, the waist is a little sore, the breasts are bulging, and the lower abdomen seems to have been hollowed out, but they have never been fulfilled before
The body seemed to be falling apart, and every organ reminded me that they were tired, but their brains were still excited
The lower body seems to be more sensitive, and the touch and fragrance of the sanitary pads are clearly conveyed to the brain
The feeling of ants surging in my vagina from time to time, telling me about the madness she experienced here last night
Memory is like the music flowing in the cabin, soothing and long-lasting
Women are emotional animals, and women's memories are delicate and sensitive
My brain can't remember many things I said and done last night
But the body! The body's feelings! It's still so profound! Clear!
Scare, breath full of male hormones,
Powerful, breathless hug,
Delicate, let every inch of the skin start to kiss hot,
Flexible, sucking away the last trace of reserved licking and sucking
It's full, as if even the body is about to be inserted into it.
It is firm, as if it can pull both body and soul away from the ground!
Domineering! My whole body and mind thrust involuntarily!
Memories reawaken the feeling that remained in the body last night
Heat flow occurs from the lower abdomen and spreads to the whole body, from the lower abdomen to the breast, to the neck to toes, to every inch of the skin in the body
The face is a little hot, it must be red
The breasts became more and more swollen, and the nipples were hard, rubbing against the bra, making people unable to help but recall the kiss and caress she experienced last night
The toes were quietly straightened like ballerinas, and their toes were curled up in their shoes and grabbed the ground tightly, as if they were approaching the prey quietly.
The knees were involuntarily put together, and the hip joints and thighs began to tightly clamp. It seemed that they would not do this, and the heat flow would flow out.
The vagina was like a drowning man trying to grab the last straw, and he tried to hold the sphincter tightly.
But nothing! There is no pressure and no force to twitch. All I hold is emptiness and loneliness
The sensitive vaginal inner wall rubs against each other as the sphincter contracts, rubbing out a burst of pleasure, driving away the ants-like feeling in the body.
But with the failure of grip strength, the depths of the vagina became more empty and the feeling of ants crawling again. It was so uncomfortable that thousands of ants ate their hearts.
Gently twisted her body, raised her hips slightly back, making her sitting posture more dignified, and also making the seats under her pressure stronger on the vulva
The oppression temporarily stopped the restlessness in the body, but soon, the enthusiasm and slipperyness from the deep vagina told me again that everything was in vain.
Alas, it's about to change the sanitary pads again
A secret glance at the surroundings with guilt
My husband who closed his eyes and the strangers with different expressions in the cabin made me feel embarrassed all of a sudden
What's wrong with me?
How did it become like this!
He actually went into heat in public!
He actually recalled the scene of having sex with other men by his husband!
Could it be that I have really been developed into a slut, a slut, as those lustful men discussed privately?
No! No! I'm not that kind of woman! I'm different from those women!
I am a lady who manages my body and words and deeds according to perfect etiquette.
Head up, chest up, belly up, smile
Don’t lift your lips; don’t sit and don’t shake your skirt; don’t laugh when you are happy; don’t say loudly when you are angry
Keep the pelvis upright, the legs must always be together, use the fingertips when holding things, and lock the knees when doing exercises.
At all times, avoid spreading your legs to others...
My mother's strict etiquette teaching and childhood ballet training have incorporated these habits into my bones.
Even if I love my husband, I will still maintain my elegance and dignity and maintain my ladylike demeanor!
I won't moan loudly like other women, I won't say fuck me and fuck me, I will take the initiative to ask for pleasure with my legs and stand up to cater to me,
He would not follow the men's training and say those lewd and despicable words that were unpleasant!
I could only yell in a delicate voice, softly moan, swaying my waist and trying to resist, and tighten my legs and lips, and endure the stigma of my penis!
I am a lady, well-educated, with a look that my female companion envies, work, family, husband and children!
Confidence and pride have been with me since childhood
Because no matter where I am, I always attract admirable or jealous eyes.
Facing those men who look at me with greed eyes, I responded with a humble and quiet smile
With my politeness, grace and pride from the bottom of my heart, I made the other party feel ashamed and dared not blaspheme!
I am a good woman who abides by traditional moral norms
Take care of your husband and children, respect your parents-in-law, care for your parents and be gentle and virtuous, do things rationally, orderly and concisely
I won the respect and trust of my colleagues with my abilities and persistence
I won praise and praise from my relatives and neighbors for my virtuousness and kindness
I won the true love of my husband with my beauty, tenderness and consideration!
I am a good wife, I love my husband and contribute to him!
I participate in couples’ friendship activities just to satisfy my husband’s desires!
Just to add some passion and fun to the ordinary couple's life
I use my efforts to satisfy my husband’s fantasy and desires, and I use my body to exchange for a new life experience for my husband!
I have enjoyed the physical pleasure and orgasm that other men bring to me.
But my sex and love are separated. My heart has never broken the promise we made when we fell in love.
I love my husband! I love him only!
Close your eyes, suppress the commotion in your heart, and lean your head against your husband's broad and thick shoulders.
This is the harbor I sail, the place where I sleep sweetly every night, and it also seals the restless awakening stone in my heart.
The nerves relaxed, and the feeling of fatigue after satisfying them was overwhelming like the night sky outside the window.
I was soaked in warm water, my limbs were sore and weak, my lower abdomen was empty, and even my little fingers were so tired that I didn't want to move.
I know I'm exhausted by that man
Half dream and half awake, my heart began to panic. The sixth sense told me that my husband was looking at me.
I dare not open my eyes to face my husband's inquiring eyes, but I still feel that my husband's concern is from the bottom of my heart. My husband really feels distressed.
A sweet ripples rippled in my heart. My husband still loves me so much and feels sorry for me.
A coquettish snorted, burying her head tighter on her husband's shoulders, and it felt so good that someone loved her.
But soon, the sweetness was overwhelmed by shyness and guilt.
Last night, I seemed to be too indulging? I was so proactive, so wavy, so lewd
Forgot my husband's feelings, forget the promise I stick to in my heart! Forgot my dignity and elegance and ladylike demeanor
The feeling of weightlessness when the plane took off seems to have not disappeared, making me feel like I am floating on the clouds
The legs are soft, the waist is a little sore, the breasts are bulging, and the lower abdomen seems to have been hollowed out, but they have never been fulfilled before
The body seemed to be falling apart, and every organ reminded me that they were tired, but their brains were still excited
The lower body seems to be more sensitive, and the touch and fragrance of the sanitary pads are clearly conveyed to the brain
The feeling of ants surging in my vagina from time to time, telling me about the madness she experienced here last night
Memory is like the music flowing in the cabin, soothing and long-lasting
Women are emotional animals, and women's memories are delicate and sensitive
My brain can't remember many things I said and done last night
But the body! The body's feelings! It's still so profound! Clear!
Scare, breath full of male hormones,
Powerful, breathless hug,
Delicate, let every inch of the skin start to kiss hot,
Flexible, sucking away the last trace of reserved licking and sucking
It's full, as if even the body is about to be inserted into it.
It is firm, as if it can pull both body and soul away from the ground!
Domineering! My whole body and mind thrust involuntarily!
Memories reawaken the feeling that remained in the body last night
Heat flow occurs from the lower abdomen and spreads to the whole body, from the lower abdomen to the breast, to the neck to toes, to every inch of the skin in the body
The face is a little hot, it must be red
The breasts became more and more swollen, and the nipples were hard, rubbing against the bra, making people unable to help but recall the kiss and caress she experienced last night
The toes were quietly straightened like ballerinas, and their toes were curled up in their shoes and grabbed the ground tightly, as if they were approaching the prey quietly.
The knees were involuntarily put together, and the hip joints and thighs began to tightly clamp. It seemed that they would not do this, and the heat flow would flow out.
The vagina was like a drowning man trying to grab the last straw, and he tried to hold the sphincter tightly.
But nothing! There is no pressure and no force to twitch. All I hold is emptiness and loneliness
The sensitive vaginal inner wall rubs against each other as the sphincter contracts, rubbing out a burst of pleasure, driving away the ants-like feeling in the body.
But with the failure of grip strength, the depths of the vagina became more empty and the feeling of ants crawling again. It was so uncomfortable that thousands of ants ate their hearts.
Gently twisted her body, raised her hips slightly back, making her sitting posture more dignified, and also making the seats under her pressure stronger on the vulva
The oppression temporarily stopped the restlessness in the body, but soon, the enthusiasm and slipperyness from the deep vagina told me again that everything was in vain.
Alas, it's about to change the sanitary pads again
A secret glance at the surroundings with guilt
My husband who closed his eyes and the strangers with different expressions in the cabin made me feel embarrassed all of a sudden
What's wrong with me?
How did it become like this!
He actually went into heat in public!
He actually recalled the scene of having sex with other men by his husband!
Could it be that I have really been developed into a slut, a slut, as those lustful men discussed privately?
No! No! I'm not that kind of woman! I'm different from those women!
I am a lady who manages my body and words and deeds according to perfect etiquette.
Head up, chest up, belly up, smile
Don’t lift your lips; don’t sit and don’t shake your skirt; don’t laugh when you are happy; don’t say loudly when you are angry
Keep the pelvis upright, the legs must always be together, use the fingertips when holding things, and lock the knees when doing exercises.
At all times, avoid spreading your legs to others...
My mother's strict etiquette teaching and childhood ballet training have incorporated these habits into my bones.
Even if I love my husband, I will still maintain my elegance and dignity and maintain my ladylike demeanor!
I won't moan loudly like other women, I won't say fuck me and fuck me, I will take the initiative to ask for pleasure with my legs and stand up to cater to me,
He would not follow the men's training and say those lewd and despicable words that were unpleasant!
I could only yell in a delicate voice, softly moan, swaying my waist and trying to resist, and tighten my legs and lips, and endure the stigma of my penis!
I am a lady, well-educated, with a look that my female companion envies, work, family, husband and children!
Confidence and pride have been with me since childhood
Because no matter where I am, I always attract admirable or jealous eyes.
Facing those men who look at me with greed eyes, I responded with a humble and quiet smile
With my politeness, grace and pride from the bottom of my heart, I made the other party feel ashamed and dared not blaspheme!
I am a good woman who abides by traditional moral norms
Take care of your husband and children, respect your parents-in-law, care for your parents and be gentle and virtuous, do things rationally, orderly and concisely
I won the respect and trust of my colleagues with my abilities and persistence
I won praise and praise from my relatives and neighbors for my virtuousness and kindness
I won the true love of my husband with my beauty, tenderness and consideration!
I am a good wife, I love my husband and contribute to him!
I participate in couples’ friendship activities just to satisfy my husband’s desires!
Just to add some passion and fun to the ordinary couple's life
I use my efforts to satisfy my husband’s fantasy and desires, and I use my body to exchange for a new life experience for my husband!
I have enjoyed the physical pleasure and orgasm that other men bring to me.
But my sex and love are separated. My heart has never broken the promise we made when we fell in love.
I love my husband! I love him only!
Close your eyes, suppress the commotion in your heart, and lean your head against your husband's broad and thick shoulders.
This is the harbor I sail, the place where I sleep sweetly every night, and it also seals the restless awakening stone in my heart.
The nerves relaxed, and the feeling of fatigue after satisfying them was overwhelming like the night sky outside the window.
I was soaked in warm water, my limbs were sore and weak, my lower abdomen was empty, and even my little fingers were so tired that I didn't want to move.
I know I'm exhausted by that man
Half dream and half awake, my heart began to panic. The sixth sense told me that my husband was looking at me.
I dare not open my eyes to face my husband's inquiring eyes, but I still feel that my husband's concern is from the bottom of my heart. My husband really feels distressed.
A sweet ripples rippled in my heart. My husband still loves me so much and feels sorry for me.
A coquettish snorted, burying her head tighter on her husband's shoulders, and it felt so good that someone loved her.
But soon, the sweetness was overwhelmed by shyness and guilt.
Last night, I seemed to be too indulging? I was so proactive, so wavy, so lewd
Forgot my husband's feelings, forget the promise I stick to in my heart! Forgot my dignity and elegance and ladylike demeanor
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