Of course I wouldn't consider myself a green-haired turtle, but I have to admit that the amateur AV reality show that my wife himself personally starred in is more exciting than any AV movie I have ever seen, because there is no performance component, no disguise factor, and it is real and natural, although the camera does not switch close-ups, and even if the light is not shining, it is obvious to the person.
At this moment, she was lying on the bed, spreading her limbs, humming, letting Lao Wang ride on her round butt and thrust constantly.
Her favorite light pink sheets were wrinkled and messy, and the wet marks were unclear whose body fluid was soaking there.
I don't know that they have fought for several rounds. My wife has obviously exhausted her physical strength. Now she is like a fish on the chopping board. Under the manipulation of the chef, she has long lost the ability to resist. She can only tremble with her snow-white female body, and she can't even struggle, as if she is doing the final animal's nervous conditioned reflex.
At this time, Lao Wang had already transformed into a professional fish-killing chef, which was extremely ruthless.
He supported his hands on the bed, squatted with his legs and rode on his wife's plump buttocks, and pounded in deep into his wife's body expressionlessly, then pulled out, then pounded in, and then pulled out...
This goes back and forth, the cycle is endless, the rhythm is neither rush nor slow, and with his heavy breathing sounds, it is like a tireless steam engine, and his penis is the piston of the steam engine.
I could even vaguely see the steam produced by the evaporation of sweat above his head rising.
This adulterer was doing this kind of sexual mistreatment on the big bed that originally belonged to me and my wife, enjoying the original instinct happiness of the beast in heat.
I should feel my anger surged upwards and my hands and feet were numb. Now I want to go home and catch the dog and woman in bed immediately!
But the surveillance screen is so exciting and exciting that my idea at this moment is to finish watching it first.
So I sat on the toilet and put my trembling hands into my pants...
Ah Woo... With a cry of writh, my wife's body stiffened and straightened, her head and neck raised up at one end, and her legs and knees raised upwards without bent, and her whole body bent into a reverse bow shape.
Lao Wang yelled and pulled his penis out of my wife's thighs. A stream of liquid splashed out from the woman's legs, hitting his lower abdomen, causing a splash of water.
Well... My wife fell down after the squirting tide, lying there motionlessly. I saw tears on her cheeks that were passing by.
Lao Wang's thick penis, which was more than me, stood upright with a sturdy and powerful look, even after several hours of thrusting, he could still have a tilt angle of 60 degrees facing the sky.
Its stem is covered with the vaginal fluid secreted by women's sexual excitement, and it reflects crystal clear, just like the layer of oil applied by a bodybuilder model on the stage.
The huge and powerful glans that appeared in front of me for the first time exuded a tender red and weird luster because of the congestion.
He was silent. Seeing that my wife stopped squirting, he rode on her butt without any pity. Regardless of her trembling body, he inserted his king's scepter into the woman's vagina without any obstacles, and continued his conquest.
After a while, my wife lost her trembling strength, as if she was raped.
If it weren't for her little moaning, I would have thought she had been raped to death on the spot.
After a while, after Lao Wang accelerated the frequency and sprinted for 20 or 30 times, his wife grabbed the sheets again with a long groan. Even when veins burst out from both hands, Lao Wang pulled out his penis and roared and sprayed out white semen. The first stream shot on the railing at the head of the bed, the second stream fell on the pillow above his wife's head, the third stream shot on his wife's black hair, the fourth stream was on the spine, and the rest was sputtered on her lumbar spine.
I took a deep breath and looked at my watch, and it was three in the afternoon.
At this time, the battery level of the phone was already bottoming out, so I turned off the App, stood up, and wanted to go back to the office, but I realized that I had ejaculated with thin pants.
I had no choice but to wipe my underwear, let it be touched back to the base of my thighs with cold and smoothness, and slowly walked back to the station with my numb legs.
My colleagues were concerned about it and asked me about my shortcomings. I had to force myself to say it was okay, but I had diarrhea and diarrhea a little, and I was almost out of reach.
The group leader was very kind and asked me to go back and take medicine and rest, and come back tomorrow.
After leaving the company, I walked home in a daze, not knowing how to face all this.
Divorce is a normal choice, right?
But what about the future?
Life has to continue. Do I plan to be a bachelor for the rest of my life, or do I find another one?
If you want to find another one, you will inevitably go on a blind date. I am over thirty years old and have no money, height and appearance in the RV. Thinking about the confident female fists in Xiao H's book, I was chilled.
The male pig's feet in my wife's heart or the vice president of the top 500 are not afraid to divorce. Who gives me so much courage?
I feel quite sorry for my wife.
First, she has never given her any material luxury.
A woman who dresses up like her and has a celebrity appearance can actually get more and better.
Second, my sexual ability has never allowed her to get such physical happiness that surpasses the peak.
Even at my peak, I'm afraid it's only about one-tenth of what she earns today.
I don't know how to make a decision, so I can only bury my head in the sand like an ostrich.I had nowhere else to go, and the coldness in my underwear made me feel very uncomfortable, so I decided to go home first.
When I returned home, I took out the key, subconsciously afraid that because I was able to catch the adulterer in the bed, I deliberately turned the key into the keyhole loudly because I was back early, for fear that everyone would have no room for maneuver to turn around.
The door opened, and I entered the entrance hall and could see the open space in the center of the living room.
I think I have to give her an alert: I'm back!
Why?Why did you come back so early today?The wife's voice came from the sofa.
Me, I feel a little uncomfortable, with headaches and eyes hurt.
I made up lies.
However, headaches and eyes are really an old problem for me. If I look at the computer too much, I will do this.
My wife also knows that I have such a problem.
Oh, then you should hurry up and go and lie on the bed and close your eyes and rest.She was indeed used to it and knew how to deal with it.
good.I answered weakly.
I changed my shoes and walked into the living room. I saw my wife's face was tired, squinting her eyes, placing her hands on her lower abdomen, curled up on the sofa as if she was sleeping, and her mobile phone and tablet were placed on the coffee table in front of the sofa.
There are several square pads that you have never seen before on the sofa.
I pretended to be ignorant and asked: What's wrong with you?Haven't woken up yet?
The wife stretched: She was very sleepy and couldn't sleep.
I turned into the laundry room again, took off my wet panties and threw them into the laundry basket.
At this time, as expected, the washing machine was running.
Through the roller-shaped side window, you can see the pink sheets rotating, and the soap bubbles are like the white foam on Lao Wang's penis.
I suddenly felt that this was interesting. I could see through the lies but not tell them out, but just watched her act quietly.
Isn’t this the rare glory of a stagnant pool of in life?
It's just that the color is green.
After entering the bedroom, the windows were wide open, and the newly laid flower bed sheets were smooth and tidy.
Do you want to come in and lie down with me?I asked my wife loudly in the living room, then closed the windows and pulled the curtains.
My wife hesitated for a moment: No, I want to take a shower!
Apparently I came back a little early, she changed the bed sheets and put on the sofa cushions, and had not had time to take a shower.
However, the time my wife takes a bath at home depends on her mood and is not fixed. If I don’t know what happened at home today, there is naturally no reason to doubt it.
While she was taking a shower, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. I could vaguely smell the fishy smell in my nose. I looked up and searched around me. Sure enough, I found several slender, dry white marks on the bedside baffle that was sliding downward.
It seems that my wife forgot to wipe it.
My wife rushed in a hurry, walked into the bedroom slowly with her bun in her head, and lay next to me with her back: Sleepy, go to bed quickly!
I pulled the quilt over and covered it on both of us, smelled the scent of the shower gel on her body, reached out to hug her from behind, but saw the dried white spots on her hair.
Obviously, she didn't know that the semen was sputtered on her hair.
My wife struggled for a while and was still hugged by me from behind.
I closed my eyes, and after a while, I pushed my hand away from the elastic strap of her pajamas and put it into my wife's underwear. As soon as I felt the fluffy touch, my wife held it down: What are you doing?Do you want to sleep?
I pressed my firmness against her buttocks and asked gently: Let's do it?
don't want!My wife avoided it and took my hand out of her panties, and said softly, "If you are sick, you need to rest."
I sighed.
night.My wife comforted me.
I suddenly felt that there was still an unconcealable sourness on her body, which was disgusting, so I turned over and looked at her with my back.
I lost interest again at night, and she didn't take the initiative to mention it, and she never took the initiative.
No words all night.I am the only one who feels tight and holds my breath.Let’s just watch the show first. Finally, I comfort myself and make decisions slowly.
At this moment, she was lying on the bed, spreading her limbs, humming, letting Lao Wang ride on her round butt and thrust constantly.
Her favorite light pink sheets were wrinkled and messy, and the wet marks were unclear whose body fluid was soaking there.
I don't know that they have fought for several rounds. My wife has obviously exhausted her physical strength. Now she is like a fish on the chopping board. Under the manipulation of the chef, she has long lost the ability to resist. She can only tremble with her snow-white female body, and she can't even struggle, as if she is doing the final animal's nervous conditioned reflex.
At this time, Lao Wang had already transformed into a professional fish-killing chef, which was extremely ruthless.
He supported his hands on the bed, squatted with his legs and rode on his wife's plump buttocks, and pounded in deep into his wife's body expressionlessly, then pulled out, then pounded in, and then pulled out...
This goes back and forth, the cycle is endless, the rhythm is neither rush nor slow, and with his heavy breathing sounds, it is like a tireless steam engine, and his penis is the piston of the steam engine.
I could even vaguely see the steam produced by the evaporation of sweat above his head rising.
This adulterer was doing this kind of sexual mistreatment on the big bed that originally belonged to me and my wife, enjoying the original instinct happiness of the beast in heat.
I should feel my anger surged upwards and my hands and feet were numb. Now I want to go home and catch the dog and woman in bed immediately!
But the surveillance screen is so exciting and exciting that my idea at this moment is to finish watching it first.
So I sat on the toilet and put my trembling hands into my pants...
Ah Woo... With a cry of writh, my wife's body stiffened and straightened, her head and neck raised up at one end, and her legs and knees raised upwards without bent, and her whole body bent into a reverse bow shape.
Lao Wang yelled and pulled his penis out of my wife's thighs. A stream of liquid splashed out from the woman's legs, hitting his lower abdomen, causing a splash of water.
Well... My wife fell down after the squirting tide, lying there motionlessly. I saw tears on her cheeks that were passing by.
Lao Wang's thick penis, which was more than me, stood upright with a sturdy and powerful look, even after several hours of thrusting, he could still have a tilt angle of 60 degrees facing the sky.
Its stem is covered with the vaginal fluid secreted by women's sexual excitement, and it reflects crystal clear, just like the layer of oil applied by a bodybuilder model on the stage.
The huge and powerful glans that appeared in front of me for the first time exuded a tender red and weird luster because of the congestion.
He was silent. Seeing that my wife stopped squirting, he rode on her butt without any pity. Regardless of her trembling body, he inserted his king's scepter into the woman's vagina without any obstacles, and continued his conquest.
After a while, my wife lost her trembling strength, as if she was raped.
If it weren't for her little moaning, I would have thought she had been raped to death on the spot.
After a while, after Lao Wang accelerated the frequency and sprinted for 20 or 30 times, his wife grabbed the sheets again with a long groan. Even when veins burst out from both hands, Lao Wang pulled out his penis and roared and sprayed out white semen. The first stream shot on the railing at the head of the bed, the second stream fell on the pillow above his wife's head, the third stream shot on his wife's black hair, the fourth stream was on the spine, and the rest was sputtered on her lumbar spine.
I took a deep breath and looked at my watch, and it was three in the afternoon.
At this time, the battery level of the phone was already bottoming out, so I turned off the App, stood up, and wanted to go back to the office, but I realized that I had ejaculated with thin pants.
I had no choice but to wipe my underwear, let it be touched back to the base of my thighs with cold and smoothness, and slowly walked back to the station with my numb legs.
My colleagues were concerned about it and asked me about my shortcomings. I had to force myself to say it was okay, but I had diarrhea and diarrhea a little, and I was almost out of reach.
The group leader was very kind and asked me to go back and take medicine and rest, and come back tomorrow.
After leaving the company, I walked home in a daze, not knowing how to face all this.
Divorce is a normal choice, right?
But what about the future?
Life has to continue. Do I plan to be a bachelor for the rest of my life, or do I find another one?
If you want to find another one, you will inevitably go on a blind date. I am over thirty years old and have no money, height and appearance in the RV. Thinking about the confident female fists in Xiao H's book, I was chilled.
The male pig's feet in my wife's heart or the vice president of the top 500 are not afraid to divorce. Who gives me so much courage?
I feel quite sorry for my wife.
First, she has never given her any material luxury.
A woman who dresses up like her and has a celebrity appearance can actually get more and better.
Second, my sexual ability has never allowed her to get such physical happiness that surpasses the peak.
Even at my peak, I'm afraid it's only about one-tenth of what she earns today.
I don't know how to make a decision, so I can only bury my head in the sand like an ostrich.I had nowhere else to go, and the coldness in my underwear made me feel very uncomfortable, so I decided to go home first.
When I returned home, I took out the key, subconsciously afraid that because I was able to catch the adulterer in the bed, I deliberately turned the key into the keyhole loudly because I was back early, for fear that everyone would have no room for maneuver to turn around.
The door opened, and I entered the entrance hall and could see the open space in the center of the living room.
I think I have to give her an alert: I'm back!
Why?Why did you come back so early today?The wife's voice came from the sofa.
Me, I feel a little uncomfortable, with headaches and eyes hurt.
I made up lies.
However, headaches and eyes are really an old problem for me. If I look at the computer too much, I will do this.
My wife also knows that I have such a problem.
Oh, then you should hurry up and go and lie on the bed and close your eyes and rest.She was indeed used to it and knew how to deal with it.
good.I answered weakly.
I changed my shoes and walked into the living room. I saw my wife's face was tired, squinting her eyes, placing her hands on her lower abdomen, curled up on the sofa as if she was sleeping, and her mobile phone and tablet were placed on the coffee table in front of the sofa.
There are several square pads that you have never seen before on the sofa.
I pretended to be ignorant and asked: What's wrong with you?Haven't woken up yet?
The wife stretched: She was very sleepy and couldn't sleep.
I turned into the laundry room again, took off my wet panties and threw them into the laundry basket.
At this time, as expected, the washing machine was running.
Through the roller-shaped side window, you can see the pink sheets rotating, and the soap bubbles are like the white foam on Lao Wang's penis.
I suddenly felt that this was interesting. I could see through the lies but not tell them out, but just watched her act quietly.
Isn’t this the rare glory of a stagnant pool of in life?
It's just that the color is green.
After entering the bedroom, the windows were wide open, and the newly laid flower bed sheets were smooth and tidy.
Do you want to come in and lie down with me?I asked my wife loudly in the living room, then closed the windows and pulled the curtains.
My wife hesitated for a moment: No, I want to take a shower!
Apparently I came back a little early, she changed the bed sheets and put on the sofa cushions, and had not had time to take a shower.
However, the time my wife takes a bath at home depends on her mood and is not fixed. If I don’t know what happened at home today, there is naturally no reason to doubt it.
While she was taking a shower, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. I could vaguely smell the fishy smell in my nose. I looked up and searched around me. Sure enough, I found several slender, dry white marks on the bedside baffle that was sliding downward.
It seems that my wife forgot to wipe it.
My wife rushed in a hurry, walked into the bedroom slowly with her bun in her head, and lay next to me with her back: Sleepy, go to bed quickly!
I pulled the quilt over and covered it on both of us, smelled the scent of the shower gel on her body, reached out to hug her from behind, but saw the dried white spots on her hair.
Obviously, she didn't know that the semen was sputtered on her hair.
My wife struggled for a while and was still hugged by me from behind.
I closed my eyes, and after a while, I pushed my hand away from the elastic strap of her pajamas and put it into my wife's underwear. As soon as I felt the fluffy touch, my wife held it down: What are you doing?Do you want to sleep?
I pressed my firmness against her buttocks and asked gently: Let's do it?
don't want!My wife avoided it and took my hand out of her panties, and said softly, "If you are sick, you need to rest."
I sighed.
night.My wife comforted me.
I suddenly felt that there was still an unconcealable sourness on her body, which was disgusting, so I turned over and looked at her with my back.
I lost interest again at night, and she didn't take the initiative to mention it, and she never took the initiative.
No words all night.I am the only one who feels tight and holds my breath.Let’s just watch the show first. Finally, I comfort myself and make decisions slowly.
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