Chapter 12

It's late at night, the moon is like a hook

The refreshing evening breeze blew the faint fragrance of the grass and trees on the roadside, and the food stalls on both sides of the street gradually became sparse. Only a few drunkards who were shirtless and unwilling to go home were still sitting on the messy wine table and told stories endlessly. Some lazy shop owners have removed the neon lights and prepared to clean up the dining table and close.

Qing Hong walked aimlessly on the road

Since she had sex with Zhang Yong, she has been in a mess. Her guilt towards her husband and her family have made her feel extremely heavy. She lies beside her lover every day, but she doesn't know how to face him.

This man she has loved for so many years, she never thought that she would betray him and hand over her body to another man

Although she used to be slutty in the literary group, she never thought of turning this into reality, nor did she think that she would let other men enter her body, but these things that could never happen really happened today.

But I don't know why

Thinking back on what happened with Zhang Yong in the hotel just now, she felt less heavy and uncomfortable, especially the extremely strong and fulfilling meat stick under his crotch and those words that make people feel extremely ashamed, Qing Hong actually felt some wonderful feelings in her heart, like disgust, or aftertaste.

This feeling lingers in her heart and cannot be dissipated for a long time

She thought about it for a long time

She herself couldn't figure out what it felt like. This reckless young and vulgar man kept saying that he loved her. Does he really love her?

But it's just tricks to please women. What he loves is how to fuck her, how to conquer this sexy and full of charm, and satisfy his selfish beastly nature and desires. This is the purpose of his sweet words. This is no different from those perverts in the literary group. But when Ke Qinghong thought of Zhang Yong saying those three words, a trace of sweetness flashed through his heart.

The room is quiet, but the lights are still on

When Qing Hong walked into the house, she had already thought of a speech. Recently, the company's customers came to do an annual review. She happened to be a docking staff member of the marketing department. She was ready to tell Lin He that she would accompany the customer to see the production base tonight, so she came back late.

She has practiced this speech many times in her heart. She is sure that there is no loophole at all, but she has never lie. She still feels a little nervous when she enters the house. When she thinks that the stockings she wears when she goes out, she is already full of Zhang Yong's semen.

If you enter the door

My husband asked to have sex with him, how should he deal with it?

If he finds that the slits of flesh below him are extremely wet, what should he explain?

But Qing Hong's worries were redundant. Lin He did not wait for her in the living room, nor in the bedroom. He didn't even send her a phone number before Qing Hong came back.

What did this guy Lin He do?

Just when Qing Hong was confused and strange, she suddenly saw the lights in the study room also on.

The door is covered in vain

Qinghong walked straight in without thinking, and then she saw Lin He

Husband, what are you doing? As soon as she finished saying this, she was stunned

Lin He sat at the computer desk. His pajamas had fallen under his knees. He held his swelling and bloody cock tightly in his hand, tightly locked his brows, staring at the computer screen intently. In the video screen on the screen, a woman with long hair was lying on the ground, sucking a man's cock in mercy. Lin He panicked the picture back to the game window on the desktop and quickly lifted her pants up, but was stuck by the corner of the seat.

Ah…Ah…Oh…

Very comfortable...

Although the picture is cut out

But the ecstasy moans and panting in the computer are still spreading.

Qing Hong immediately understood, her face turned red, and she didn't know what to say

Wife, I...

I'll go take a shower first

Qing Hong immediately interrupted him, the air was filled with a complex and embarrassing smell.

She really didn't know how to communicate with her husband. If it were normal, she might be angry or questioned, but now she doesn't even have the courage to face it.

Qing Hong turned around and walked out of the study, went back to the bedroom and took a set of pajamas, then pretended to be nothing, went into the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, the lights were turned off

The two of them lay silently on the bed, neither of them spoke

But they were not asleep, and they lay silently with their eyes open. Qing Hong was holding her words in her heart and wanted to ask, but she was afraid that her words would hurt her husband's heart.

This is the second time she has discovered that Lin He has been masturbating when watching porn movies. What else has she not discovered?

Can you cheat by watching porn movies?

Could it be that he really has no attraction to him, or that he has given him too little during this period, so he needs to vent his desires?

She suddenly remembered Zhang Yong's words again

Men can ejaculate without restraint without caring about other people's feelings.

Is Lin He’s hobby because he has suppressed him for too long?

Think about it

Qing Hong still feels that she is sorry for her husband, that she is not satisfied with her sexuality, so she goes to watch pornographic films to solve her physiological needs with her hands.

I don't know how long it took

Lin He suddenly quietly leaned over, and his hands slid down from the quilt and hugged Qing Hong. Qing Hong moved slightly, but did not refuse him.

Husband, have I ignored you during this period

No……

If you want, can you tell me?

Or am I really not attractive to you anymore?

No, wife, don't think too much

So what do you think? As your wife, you can't satisfy you in this regard. You still need to use that method to solve your physiological needs. Lin He, don't you think this problem is serious?

It's not your fault, it's my own problem

Lin He felt that it was too shameful to say these words in front of his wife. He felt that his old face was about to be lost.

Every time he has sex with Qing Hong, he is under a lot of psychological pressure because he can never let his wife enjoy the most pleasant orgasm. His skills and the postures he master have long been programmed and formulated in his wife's heart.

Actually he's very upset

At this time, he missed himself ten years ago. At that time, they were in love. His body was still so young and energetic, as if he had never finished his energy. Even in a small, low-priced hotel, he could fuck her three or four times, or even five times a night, until her legs became weak the next day.

But now

He actually wanted to satisfy her as much as possible and it became very difficult for him to satisfy her once.

He even felt fear of the couple's sex

Every time I see my wife's hint

He always needs to do a lot in advance, check whether the bed is loud, whether the curtains are pulled, whether the cock is rinsed, whether the smoke smells when he breathes after brushing his teeth, and whether the condoms in the bedside table are enough...

Husband... Sorry, Qinghong actually started sobbing silently

At this moment, all she thought about was guilty for her husband. Thinking that her slutty mother could be fucked hard by another man, but she asked her husband to masturbate at home. Her heart suddenly felt extremely pity and guilt.

Wife, it's really none of your business

It's me... I have always had this hobby, but you don't know

You mean, do you like to masturbate?

I don't like it, I just...

What is it?

Addictive...

Qing Hong was stunned

The word addiction came out of Lin He's mouth, which made her a little overwhelmed and didn't know how to accept it.

Although she had masturbated secretly

This is a long time ago. Everyone has a time of love for the youthful girlhood. She can understand this

But now she has been married to this man for ten years and has long since lost her mind about masturbation

Qing Hong suddenly turned over and drilled into Lin He's arms. She put her slender little hand into her husband's crotch and gently held the familiar and weak cock.

Do you have any feelings?

Um……

What does it feel like?

Very comfortable

Qing Hong's little hand slowly started to move, and the weak cock quickly began to congestion and swell again, gradually becoming hard. The wrinkled foreskin at the top was stretched out by the purple-red glans, and a trace of crystal clear liquid flowed out.

Qing Hong smiled gently and said: What about this?

Lin He's breathing became a little rapid. He closed his eyes and frowned. He seemed to enjoy Qing Hong's strokes. His body couldn't help but start to squirm. Cooperating with his wife's little hands, he thrust the cock under his crotch one after another.

Wife... It's so cool

Qing Hong also slid her other hand down, gently holding two slightly hard eggs in the dark pubic hair bush, and while stroking the eggs quickly, Lin He felt that the cock was tightly wrapped by two soft little hands below, and a burst of numb pleasure led to every part of the body like an electric current.

Ah, um, Ah...

Is it fun, husband?

Cool……

Where to enjoy?

Chicken...

Will it be good to masturbate you every day in the future?

good

Qing Hong only felt that the penis in her hand was getting bigger and harder, and the glans was constantly secreting silky and transparent mucus. The slender and clever little hand immediately accelerated the speed, and five fingers held it tightly and tried to strode it desperately.

Ah, um...Ah...

Husband, are you going to cum?

Well, Ah...

I'll continue with you with my mouth, can I ejaculate in my mouth?

This sentence hasn't been finished yet

But Lin He suddenly opened his mouth and roared out. Milky white semen sprayed out from the small mouth at the top of the glans, and shot in the heart of Qinghong's white and delicate palms. Then his body collapsed and lay there, gasping continuously

Qing Hong continued to gently stroke the semen-stained penis until it squeezed out the last drop of semen before slowly retracting her hand.

Husband, are you overjoyed?

Um……

Is it so good to masturbate myself, or is it so good to masturbate me? Qinghong looked full of spring and suddenly made a playful face

Of course you're so happy

Why?

Because you are not only my wife, you are also my goddess, of course you are happy to be served by the goddess

Oh, why is this little mouth so sweet today

Lin He smiled awkwardly, pulled a few pieces of toilet paper from the bedside and carefully wiped the semen from Qing Hong's hands. His face seemed a little apology and heartache. After he wiped the toilet paper, his flexible big hand suddenly crawled into Qing Hong's skirt.

Wife, let me serve you too

As soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned

Wife, it's so wet underneath, why aren't you wearing underwear?

Qing Hong immediately dodged him like an electric shock and quickly pushed his hand out.

Don't move around, I'm prone to infection during ovulation

OK, but where are your underwear?

I've been washed a long time ago, do you think I'm the same as you, so unscrupulous

Oh... Lin He responded blankly, feeling a little confused, but he didn't dare to ask more. After a while, he seemed to suddenly remember something else in his heart.

Wife, you just said...

What?

Is it true that you told me to cum in your mouth?

yes

Qing Hong looked at him with silky eyes, burst into laughter, and said: Who told you to ejaculate so quickly

I...I can't help it

OK, I will satisfy your wish next time

real?

Forget it if you don't believe it

Let me, of course I will believe it. Lin He immediately answered seriously

Looking at Lin He's serious look, Qing Hong suddenly fell silent

She suddenly thought of Zhang Yong, and the crazy scenes of her having sex with Lin He on her back, she only hated why she became so slutty, why can't she keep the last bottom line, and do things that betray her husband again and again. If all this had not happened, how great it would be. She couldn't help curling up and drilling into Lin He's arms. Her nose felt sore, and tears suddenly surged out of her eyes.

What's wrong, wife? A heat flowed across his shoulders, and Lin He seemed to realize the strangeness of his wife in his arms.

nothing

Why are you crying?

Husband, if one day I did something that I was sorry for you, would you forgive me?

Fool, what are you thinking about?

Husband, will you divorce me?

Wife, what are you saying? I will never divorce you in my life

Really?

Unless I'm dead, Qing Hong immediately reached out to cover his mouth

You are not allowed to say the word "death"

Yes, I was wrong, my wife

husband

Um

I love you

I love you too