Chapter 86-89

Below is the general content of the diary.Some descriptions are a bit duplicated from my previous records, so I will just mention them in one sentence.

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A short few days of travel was just yesterday, and it seemed like a different life.

What happened these days is beyond the end of my thoughts.

How should I describe it?

Passionate?

Spring is rippling?

I have no idea.

Perhaps, this is something that most people in the world cannot understand.

Looking at my husband who was sleeping soundly on the bed, I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

Should I hate my husband?

How could I experience this ultimate stimulation and enjoyment without him?

Should I thank him?

But he destroyed all my views.

Now I feel quiet, I savor it carefully, do I regret it?

Although I told myself that I should say I regret it, only my heart knows it, and in fact I don’t regret it.

Am I enjoying it?

Yes, the feeling of emotions and comfort in every pore on my body is the highest enjoyment in my life.

Do I leave it to you?

I don’t know that although it is not true, it will eventually return to reality, but I will definitely miss this journey in the future because I have been keeping it now.

Maybe, there will never be any more in this life, because I can feel that my husband has already withdrawn.

No matter how reluctant I am, I have to stop.

So, I want to record every bit of this journey so that I can recall and taste it in the future.

Husband, I don’t know if you will see these words. Please don’t blame me and forgive my selfishness.

When I learned about the journey my husband arranged, my heart flew into the sky like a bird.

Yes, although it was just an ordinary journey, we haven’t lived the world of two people in a long time. In those days, my heart was full of expectations and I couldn’t wait to fly to Sanya.

The hard work along the way did not quench my excitement.

Everything is settled, I especially want to go to the beach with my husband, maybe I am still a little girl in my heart.

But my husband seemed to have worked very hard, and he fell asleep on the bed.

Fortunately, I could see the sea in the room and I quietly admired the beautiful scenery.

Just as I was looking forward to the beauty of the next few days, a sudden change caught me off guard and made my journey completely deviate from my expectations.

When I received a call from him and told me that he had arrived in Sanya, stayed in the same hotel, and even lived in the room next to me, my mood suddenly went from ridiculous to horror.

I thought he was joking, but when I realized it was real, my heart suddenly rose to my throat.

what to do?

Let my husband see it!

what should I do?

I begged him hard, but he refused and must meet me.

I know what he meant by meeting, and once he went out, he wouldn't be back.

He repeatedly assured me that he would leave tonight and tomorrow.

For some reason, after the panic, I felt happy and joyful.

He said that he rushed over immediately when he saw my circle of friends. I still felt a little secretly happy that he could make a man so fascinated.

Although my sanity tells me that this is wrong.

I looked at my husband who was sleeping upstairs and couldn't help but feel angry. I told you to take a photo and post it on WeChat Moments. Now, you are at a loss, right?

I don’t know why, although I said I didn’t want to see him, but I wanted to see him in my heart.

Since the last time I separated at his house, I have not been with him anymore.

I was not interested in this kind of thing at all in the past, but for some reason, my body's desire seemed to be getting stronger and stronger during this period.

My husband often makes me unable to get up and down, which makes me always think about these things, thinking about lingering with him for the past two days, and often blushing as I think about it.

Under his strong demands and threats, I surrendered. I knew that what really made me surrender was my inner desire.

I tried to convince myself that only tonight is to let my husband not see him, and to make him not disturb my husband’s trip, so that I can indulge myself for another night.

When I confirmed that my husband was asleep, I opened the door and walked out.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw him guarding the door. When I saw me coming out and my eyes shining, like a wolf seeing prey, I seemed to like and enjoy the aggressive gaze.

He stared at me for a few seconds, then hugged me and walked into his room, entering the world of sexual desire.

I am like a small boat on the storm, allowing the storm to invade and possess me wantonly.

That night, my long-lost drought and hunger were thoroughly irrigated.

From superficial resistance to wanting to refuse but being ashamed, from passive acceptance to active catering, those unbearable scenes are embarrassed when you think about them.

We did it for a long time that night, and many times. When we reached the peak for the last time, we collapsed together and took a long time to recover.

I rushed back to the room, and my regret and guilt suddenly surged into my heart.

Seeing my husband who was still asleep, my anxiety and worries were relieved a little.

The release of my body made me sleep well.

The next day, my husband asked me to go to the beach and I didn't even get up.

Although I had doubts, I still naively thought he would really go back.

But when he appeared in front of me again, I realized how untrustworthy a man was.

I was shocked and frightened, for fear that my husband would come back and meet him at this time.

I drove him away in anger, anxious and scared.

When my husband comes back, I try to forget about this.

I don't know if he will come to harass me, and I hesitate to confess to my husband.

I accompanied my husband for a walk by the beach. It seemed that my husband was a little wrong, as if he had noticed something.

It was not until my husband pointed it out that I realized that my husband found out last night.

Although my husband said it was easy and even said he didn't mind at all, I knew that my husband must be comforting me.

How could a man not mind such a thing?

Although my husband has a bit of that kind of plot, it is impossible not to mind!

It must be comforting me.

I suddenly felt so guilty about my husband.

I made up my mind secretly, no matter whether he pestered me again or not, I must keep the bottom line.

At noon, he came to harass me again while my husband was resting. He became more and more excessive and he would not care at all that he would be discovered by his husband, which made me even more dissatisfied with him.I firmly rejected him, and I thought he could give up.

However, I did everything, but my husband would contact him in the end.

My husband actually colluded with him and gave me a raccoon to replace the prince.

Although my eyes were blindfolded, my husband underestimated the feeling of a woman too much.

I experienced the two men, and their characteristics were so obvious, how could I not be able to tell them?

I don't know what purpose my husband called him over, and even did it in front of my husband.

Is it really because of excitement?

I didn't care. At that time, I wanted it very much. No matter who it was, I pretended not to know.

I just enjoy it.

I don’t know why, even though I knew I was doing it with him and was still being watched by my husband, I was not embarrassed. I actually felt excited and I arrived soon.

Finally he stuffed his stuff into my mouth.

I know this is what my husband cares most about and has never done it for him. At this time, I was a little happy and finally got his one. And in front of my husband, my husband couldn't blame me.

I didn't feel dirty at all. The fishy smell and sticky feeling of the semen I hated before have become my best aphrodisiac, and I even swallowed it a lot.

I don’t know why, but I confessed to my husband that I actually found out that it was him, but my husband was not angry at all except for being very excited.

Silly husband, do you really like me doing this with him?

He is a scheming person. If he really lets him act recklessly, then his wife will be ruined by him these days.

Why do I still have a faint expectation in my heart?

I just did it once, and for some reason, but now my physical needs are getting stronger and stronger, and it is difficult to meet only once.

In addition, I felt stimulating with him in front of my husband before, and I felt so excited.

After resting for a while, I actually wanted it again, but my husband seemed to have no choice tonight.

Although my subconscious mind wanted to do it with him again, I denied this idea as soon as it came out. How could this be possible?

I could just pretend I didn’t know how it is possible now.

However, I didn't expect that my husband also had this idea and even encouraged me to go.

Thinking about it now, I must have been blinded by desire at that time, otherwise how could I agree to my husband?

My husband must have made me laugh to death.

But at that time, I was really pushing my husband half-pushing, and I took the initiative to knock on his door in a bath towel.

Now I feel embarrassed to think about it.

I still clearly remember that he saw my expression, surprised, surprised, excited, just like an addict seeing drugs when he had an attack.

He had done it once, and he must have been unsatisfied.

Suddenly I realized that in sex, he and I were so compatible and so co-starred.

I forgot how long we have been doing it, starting from the door, on the sofa, on the coffee table, on the bed, in the bathroom, everywhere became our battlefield, leaving our traces everywhere.

Strangely, I used to be able to do this kind of thing with my husband.

I feel that doing it elsewhere is just inappropriate and I can't accept it at all.

But now, I find that I am getting used to it and like to do it elsewhere more and more, and even feel that it is more exciting and easier to reach the peak.

I can still clearly remember the feeling of me kneeling on the coffee table and being hit by him behind me, especially when I accidentally saw a slightly reflected picture from the TV screen, I felt that there was a lot more water below, and I really felt ashamed and moved at that time.

If I hadn't felt a little numb below, I really wanted to keep doing it and don't stop, so would he do it.

But I was really afraid that I would not be able to do it the next day, but looking at his longing and reluctance, I was also moved.

Finally, I helped him ejaculate beautifully once before I let me back.

But the man was just concerned about his own pleasure and it ended. He didn't know that he helped him with his mouth, smelling the smell below him, and finally the smell of semen ejaculated in my mouth, which made my desire that had finally subsided rose again.

But I can't be too open to him, so that he can feel that I'm a bad woman.

When I was about to go back to my room, my uneasy mood surged into my heart again, and I was worried that my husband would be angry.

But when I returned to the room nervously and saw my husband's expression of excitement and excitement, I felt relieved.

It seems that my husband really likes me to do this kind of thing.

Silly husband, since you like it, I won’t be wronged in the future. I do it once, and do it ten times a hundred times. You are the one who suffers from the loss.

What made me angry the most was the third day. I had to do it with him the day before, which made me feel guilty about my husband, so I wanted to compensate me.

I got up in the morning and went swimming with my husband, and then came back to serve him well.

That's when my husband actually abandoned me alone in the swimming pool, he sold me to him again without my permission.

When I saw him, I knew it must be my husband's conspiracy. Maybe he was hiding in some corner to peek.

I was in a bad mood at first, and the feeling of being betrayed and not being cherished made me feel frustrated.

But under his sweet words and temptation of male sex, I quickly felt relieved.

I have to say that he is really handsome and attractive to me, and even his swimming posture is so perfect.

Under his leadership, I quickly abandoned the whole world and immersed in the world of me and him.

I actually kissed and stroked him in public. He touched my chest and I held his one.

If it weren't for someone next to us, we would have even done that kind of thing directly.

Now I think it’s incredible. How could I do such a thing with another man in public? Even with my husband, I can’t accept it.

It seems that I was really dazzled by his beauty.

We saw the desire from each other's eyes, and we tacitly left the pool and walked towards the room.

Along the way, I snuggled in his arms, my face must be red and I felt like I was stripped naked by him. Even though I knew I was going to do that, I still followed him without hesitation.

When I returned to the room, the moment the door was closed, I felt a sense of release, as if I had completely released the devil in my heart.

He and I started directly at the door. Looking at him rushing hard behind in the mirror, watching me posing in such a lewd posture, I suddenly felt like I was abandoned, and all dignity and shame were thrown on the ground with the bath towel and trampled under my feet.

We say the most lewd words and do the most lewd actions just so that the desire in our hearts can vent it more thoroughly and more intensely.

I suddenly felt obsessed with him, and even had a kind of worship. Is this the worship of genitals?

I found myself kneeling in front of him and looking up at him through his cock, feeling a sense of surrender.

I am getting used to it and like to use my mouth for him, and I like this feeling and this smell more and more.

You know, these are so annoying I used to.

When we vent our inner desires from each other, the uneasiness and shame return to my body again.

Looking at the man in front of me, I suddenly realized that if I continued like this, I would likely fall completely.

I suddenly woke up. This man was too dangerous. If I continued to develop like this with him, I would even fall in love with him at all costs.

I never thought I would fall in love with a man. Every time I heard this, I would sneer at that woman.

So, I just look for a husband because I think he is a dependable and dependent person.

I never dreamed that one day I would fall in love with a man.

This feeling is very dangerous and I have to cut it off.

But how should I cut it off?

Husband, me and him, three people.

He is the least required to consider, as long as my husband and I think it through and make up our minds, it's fine.

However, judging from the situation in the past two days, my husband doesn’t mind at all, and even likes the current relationship between the three of us.

what to do?

How can I convince him?

Do I want to tell my husband directly that I am in danger of losing my heart?

This is so embarrassing. How can you raise your head in front of your husband in the future?

No, I can't say that.

I thought a lot, and in the end I felt that only by making my husband jealous, he would be sore and stimulate him. As a man, he would definitely not accept it. Then he would take the initiative to ask me to end his current situation.

Yes, I'm so smart.

So, at my request, the three of us went out together for the first time.

It's really funny, it can be seen that the two men were embarrassed.

It seems that only in that kind of occasion can two men be honest with each other. Men are such strange animals.

My husband would actually ask him if he had fun these days!

I was really ashamed. I heard my husband discussing with another man about playing with me or not. I couldn't describe my embarrassment in words. I really wanted to slap him to death.

People are not as good as God is, I never expected that when my husband saw me and him, he made those intimate actions in front of him. My husband’s choice was not to be angry or angry, but...

Hard.

The first time I thought it was because I was not stimulating enough, but when I made more and more excessive actions again and again, my husband still felt enjoyable and stimulating, and I was really disappointed.

I suddenly felt that maybe my husband was not a normal man.

Yes, a normal man, who would like his wife to have an affair with others?

I gave up later.

But I became interested in him. He was originally timid at first, but later he probably saw that his husband was a coward, and his actions became more and more bold and unrestrained.

I also gave up on myself and let him be frivolous.

We came to the mall and went to a swimsuit shop. The boss recommended a swimsuit that was squirting blood.

If it were before, I wouldn't have tried it.

But I don’t know what happened, but when they instigated me, I actually wanted to try it out.

Because that swimsuit is really sexy, I am sure that it must look good when I wear it, but it is not easy to wear it out.

I went to the fitting room to wear it. I originally wanted to ask my husband to come in and take a look, but I was still angry with him, so I didn't call him by his name.

But he must have known that I was calling him.

But, but in the end, he actually came in.

I still remember the look he saw when he came in and saw me, the straight look, as if I had three souls and seven spirits.

He walked in and locked the door and stared at me for more than ten seconds. I was so furious that I couldn't help but lift my hands up to try to hug my chest, but he grabbed me halfway through.

His eyes scanned up and down on me aggressively.

I obviously saw that his head was raised completely under him.

I was a little scared and wanted to go out. He hugged me, opened his mouth and kissed me, and stroked my body with both hands.

Today I had a day of love with him outside. To be honest, I had a little desire. I was so domineering that I soon fell into it.

Within a few strokes, I completely gave up resistance and let him ask for and possess it from me.

I want to fuck you!

When he said this in my ear, I subconsciously nodded, but reason told me that this was absolutely not possible.

In such a small place, the sound insulation effect must be very poor, and it must be heard outside.

It won't work here, go back.

He stared at me, as if he wanted to eat me, and maybe he realized that it was not possible here.

He looked around for a week, immediately sat on the stool, pulled me over and pressed me to the ground.

I knew what he was going to do, but I just resisted symbolically and knelt in front of him obediently.

I am less and less resistant to him now.

The unfamiliar and uneasy environment adds a sense of stimulation and tension, and my desire is also ignited, and I urgently need a release port, so I am very dedicated.

I was wearing the sexy lingerie, kneeling in front of him, and helping him with the most proactive and lewd posture, which I could tell that he was enjoying it.

This time he cumed quickly, completely in my mouth.

I took his semen in my mouth and looked around. There was really no place to deal with it. In addition, I was burned to the fire, so I completely swallowed it.

I don’t know how long we have been delaying inside, but people outside must have become suspicious, right?

I didn't have time to think too much, so I changed my clothes and came out immediately.

I threw the clothes to my husband to pay, and I ran away immediately.

I still remember this experience vividly. This is my first time in this unfamiliar environment. The swimming pool in the morning was just a kiss, but this time I did the most lewd thing.

I don't know how I did this, but when I look back now, I have no regrets, only shyness.

If there is still such an opportunity, I may still do this, even more proactive and enjoy it.

I ate his semen that day and had no place to rinse my mouth, which made me feel disgusted when I eat.

But his interest became more and more intense, and his hands kept harassing me while eating.

The whole process was filled with my husband watching quietly, as if I was not his wife, but more like Xiao Wang's wife. He was like a bystander, watching with relish.

I'm really angry!

I swear that I will never pay attention to him these days. Since he likes him, what else should I consider for him?

I simply let go of myself and be the king's woman, so that I can be free and unrestrained for a few days.

As I wrote this, I suddenly realized that I was blushing.

Those scenes are so embarrassing now that I really don’t know how they were made at that time.

The next development made me a little overwhelmed. I was like a small boat being lifted to the highest point by a huge wave and smashed down hard. My mood changed like a roller coaster. I hadn't figured out whether to continue recording or how to record it.

Forget it, let's stop here today.

After two days of repeated precipitation and debauchery, I still want to record this experience in a complete way.

Because I don't want it to be forgotten.

I don’t know why I recorded so detailedly, those unbearable details, and those serious women shouldn’t do.

However, I seem to be reluctant to let it go. I want to keep it, keep this memory, this experience that I should have forgotten but don’t want to forget.

I am a sinful woman.

When I returned to the hotel, although I decided to ignore my husband, when we walked to the door, I hesitated again.

I am afraid that I will not be able to take it back if I take it this step.

I hesitated for a moment and decided to talk to my husband.

But what I didn't expect was that my decision completely killed my already dark heart.

When I told my husband my inner thoughts, when I wanted to give him the last chance to win back our marriage, his reaction was that he was hard again.

I can't imagine a man who would be so humiliating and cares so much about his wife, forget it, let him go to hell.

I was going to look at the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch, so I forgot about this shameless man!

I rushed out of my room without hesitation and rushed towards his room.

At this time, this place is like the only comfort in my life.

I hugged him and cried for a long time, and he kept comforting me patiently.

This was the only night I had no sex on this trip.

It's like my body, my soul is resting, purifying, excluding my husband, and implanting him.

After crying, I felt much better. I never hugged him so purely, slept with him, talked, and chatted.

In the past, I had only desires every time I was together.

Looking at the man in front of me, touching his body, and feeling his love and possessiveness for me, I suddenly felt that I was really fascinated by him.

I had a good rest and I was exhausted the previous few days.

He may not have had a good sleep, his eyes were red, I could feel it. He had almost been hard for one night last night, but he did not harass me, which moved me.

When I woke up early in the morning, I wanted to compensate him, but he got up quickly and after finishing it, he mysteriously said that he wanted to take me out to relax and refused to tell me where I was going.

But I felt it really didn't matter at that time. Just follow him. He is my man and my support.

The taxi took us to a mountain with an observation deck, just like Jack and Rse standing on the bow of the boat, he was standing on me like this behind, and I couldn't help but spread my arms.

There was no one around, and we were performing our own Titanic.

To be honest, my heart fell completely at that time.

At that time, I felt that I could do anything for him, even if I abandon my family.

I turned my head and kissed him. He was really the only one in my mind, just like Eve and Adam.

I don't know how long we've been together because I didn't feel the passage of time at that time.

I snuggled in his arms and took a photo of the two people's shadows and posted it on WeChat Moments.

My husband later asked me if I had permission to post on Moments. To be honest, at that moment, I really wanted to announce to the world that I could abandon the whole world for him, be his woman, and integrate into his body.

We stayed outside until very late that afternoon before we returned.

He wanted to ask me outside, and I kept compromising under his temptation and coercion step by step. If it weren't for being discovered suddenly, I might have really done that shameless thing with me outside.

Actually, I am not ashamed to say on the surface, but I don’t feel that in my heart, and I’m even a little impulsive.

I don’t know why, during this period, my views on my first half of my life have almost been subverted.

Although it was not done outside, the desire of the two of us was completely burning.

The two of them looked at each other casually and felt their bodies burning.

When he got back to the room, he was so excited that I admitted that I felt it was very exciting.

Originally, I was completely prepared to blend with him physically and mentally, but one of his actions made me angry. Yes, I can only use the word "anger".

Although I think back now, maybe it's just his involuntary feeling, I was really angry at that time.

He treated me like a prostitute that was not even as good as he did, causing me to fall from the peak of desire to the abyss.

I was trembling all over, and my body reaction in my throat was like laughing at me. You are a bitch. This is the retribution you deserve, and this is the path you choose.

Faced with my strong discomfort, he even made a look of indifferent, and I felt the humiliation from the depths of my soul.

I slapped him hard and ran out of the room.

When I wrote this paragraph, my mood seemed to have experienced that unbearable and humiliating again.

If I did it again, I might still do it.

But after calming down, I regretted it a little. Is it because I was too responsive?

There is also him who is really like my husband said, only has physical desires and no emotional admiration for me.

Maybe it's just my own wishful thinking and begging for the begging, and they just treat you as a tool to vent their desires.

I felt deeply frustrated.

Fortunately, my husband rushed out at a critical moment, otherwise I really didn’t know what I would do in that situation, and I was dressed like that. Now I think about it, I’m really scared.

I vented all my grievances and anger on my husband. It was this stinky man who brought me to this situation.

In the next two days, I finally lived a journey with my husband. Although I gradually felt a little unreasonable reluctance and regret in my heart, I also felt a little bit of gratitude.

If it weren't for that sudden change, I really don't know what I would become, my husband and I, our marriage, and our family would become.

In the past two days, my husband and I have had a heart, love, watched movies, and made love.

Although he did not have the passion and peak of his, he felt more at ease and at ease.

On the last night, under the will of my husband, I actually did it with him for the first time.

I was in a complicated mood at the time, but I had to confess my heart.

The most important reason for convinced me to accept that my husband was doing it outside was that I felt that sooner or later I might do it outside with him.

Because if it weren't for that incident, even he and I would have happened.

I think if I could give it to my husband for the first time, maybe I could feel less guilty in my heart in the future.

I had such an evil thought, and I was surprised by the idea I had, but this was indeed the real thought deep in my heart at that time.

As mentioned earlier, maybe I am really a sinful woman.

Seeing my husband's satisfaction and complacent look after he finished, I felt a little guilty.

When I was doing it with him, what I thought of was doing it with other men in the future.

I feel deeply guilty and guilt.

I don’t know how to make up for my husband. Maybe this is exactly what my husband expects and enjoys, isn’t it?

The night before leaving, I was supposed to be very sleepy, but I didn’t have a good rest.

The reason is very complicated. Some of the desire that was stirred up by my husband but did not vent, some of the reluctance to end the journey, and some of the regret that he did not say goodbye.

Upon receiving the news of his return, my heart was filled with regret and regret. What regrets?

What do you regret?

I don't know either.

Finally finished writing, I couldn't help but sigh, feeling that this process was completely sealed in my diary.

During the writing process, I seemed to have experienced this journey again.

Some are blushing, some are passionate, some are rippling in spring, and some are regrets and complaining.

In just these few days, it may be the most emotional and turbulent days of my life.

I don’t know what the future will be like, but after calming down, my heart is filled with confusion again.

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When I got home and saw my daughter, I felt more guilty and gradually calmed down my beating heart.

These days, I try not to think about those things.

When I think of it occasionally, it feels like a long time has passed, and it seems so unreal, like a dream.

I also told myself in my heart that this is a dream.

I can feel my husband's thoughts. He is both exciting and enjoyable about what has happened in the past few days, but also difficult to accept for a while.

We feel he wants me to pause the relationship.

But he tried his best to instill in me the strange and strange theory that he should not be careful.

He still subconsciously wanted to maintain this state, but he just wanted me not to fall in love with him.

I don't know what to do, it's really hard.

It is difficult to get me completely disconnected from him now. There are only two of us in the office these days. He tried hard to harass me, and I have been shaken.

It is even more difficult to make me go through my kidneys and not my heart. I don’t know if others can do it, but I feel that every time I have a close contact with him, my spiritual attachment to him is a little deeper.

I kissed him again today, although it was him who forced me on the surface, I tried my best to resist.

But deep down I knew that it was just something I did for God to see, I knew it was futile, and I felt like I was cooperating with him to go through the motions.

We are all looking forward to skipping this opening remark and getting straight to the subject.

We kissed so familiarly, so natural, so affectionately.

I didn't close my eyes, for some reason, I wanted to watch him and kiss me seriously.

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I still feel shocked and incredible. It turns out that this ridiculous experience of traveling to Sanya was planned by my husband. He actually took the initiative to plan such a thing with another man. I really can't imagine.

The disappointment during the journey has made me feel the brink of collapse, and fortunately there was that preview, otherwise I really didn’t know what it would be like now.

Am I so unworthy of a man’s cherishment?

Am I such a woman who is destined to be sexually abusive?

I want to hate my husband, but I am a little embarrassed. Maybe I am extremely disappointed.

Actually, I have long been a little suspicious in my heart. There are so many coincidences, but I can't believe it myself.

Maybe, I don’t blame him in my heart, because I don’t regret everything that happened in the past few days.

If it weren't for his arrangement, how could this fantasy journey have been?

However, now whenever I think of my husband, I feel a little disgusted.

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Valentine's Day is a very beautiful festival. I used to think it was very romantic, but now I think it is very lewd.I don’t know how many men and women do those lustful things in the name of this day.

He expressed his heart to me early in the morning and looked forward to spending a lover's night with me.

I know that's impossible.

Putting aside the concern that my husband doesn’t want this relationship to continue, even if he wants it, it’s impossible to abandon his husband and accompany him.

Although my dislike for my husband is increasing day by day, and although I have a hint of regret, this principled issue cannot be shaken.

Could it be that God is watching him be good?

I hope he and I will continue to get entangled?

Or have you discovered my little thoughts?

My husband actually had to go on a business trip temporarily.

I think this is a coincidence. If I hadn't clearly seen my husband's dislike of my relationship with him, I would have even doubted whether they had colluded.

However, I don’t want to worry about it. Maybe I don’t care about the reason, because when I hear it, I feel extremely happy.

However, after a moment of happiness, I felt a little hesitant again.

Every time I feel passionate with him, my body and mind will fall a little bit.

I'm really worried about what I'll be like after tonight.

Worries are real, but that doesn't stop me.

Soon I found a reason to convince myself and prevent myself from being too proactive in front of him.

When he expressed his feelings to me again, I explained to him that my husband doesn't want us to continue and we want to cut off this relationship.

He indeed expressed his hope that tonight was our separation night, and I also successfully found a step so that I could be with him again with peace of mind.

Only I know how ridiculous and hypocritical this excuse is.

Maybe this is the tacit understanding between adults.

But now looking back, this reason was the only excuse that the lustful night supported me to do something shameless.

He and I did that kind of thing in my house, in my husband’s bed, before our wedding photos.

My husband told me about this scene before, and he said that this is the scene that men care about the most and proudest.

I accidentally let it happen to me.

I didn't realize it at that time, and when I thought about it afterwards, I felt how ridiculous I was.

Fortunately, my husband doesn’t know. If he discovers it, what kind of face do I have to live in this world?

Didn't I notice it beforehand?

When he cheated on me and wanted to go home with me, I should be able to realize that it was just that I didn’t resist deep down. Do I think it would be fine if I let him wait downstairs?

Isn’t there any expectation in my heart?

I don't know, I really don't know.

I was like an ostrich at that time, shrank my head and let him do whatever he wanted.

That day, I did many things that I couldn't accept now, and those bad women I used to despise the most and unacceptable, which I did myself.

Perhaps it was the so-called last night that made me put down my principles and bottom line again and again, and made me give in and compromise again and again in front of him.

When I was holding his one in front of so many people in the cinema, when I was stuffed into it by him in front of so many people in the cinema, when he tied my hands up and knelt on the ground to his mercy, I actually felt the pleasure and stimulation again and again.

Suddenly I realized that this kind of thing is really addictive.

Every time you break through the bottom line, there is a taboo stimulation and pleasure.

I finally have some hobbies that understand my husband.

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what to do?I originally thought that although I did the most shameful thing, no one would know, at least my husband would not know.However, my husband was actually under the bed that day.

When I first heard it, I felt incredible!

Fake!

My husband must be lying to me!

But how did my husband know about those shameful scenes?

I feel incredible!

There is both the shame and embarrassment of being discovered when you do the most shameful thing, and there is also the shame of being able to do such unbearable things for your husband.

My husband has done things that exceed my psychological bottom line again and again, and suddenly realized that I am also constantly doing things that break through the bottom line?

With a bitter smile, my husband and I are really a pair of top-notch, shameless dogs.

I have been thinking for a long time these days, and I feel that my husband and I can't go all the way.

He was completely disgusted in my heart, maybe he was the same with me.

Along the way, this is destined to be the ending.

It's just that my daughter was a pity.

Sorry, when you grow up, how will mom tell you this past?

Mom thought about dying, but mom was useless. Mom couldn't worry about you, and mom was also afraid of death.

I don’t know what Wang*’s attitude is, and whether he is willing to accept us mother and daughter.

If I really only have physical desires for me as my husband said, then it can only be considered as a non-human one.

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My wife's diary was still a few days ago, and I guess she would test him the next day. My wife has not recorded what happened in the past few days.I guess I was not in the mood. Every time my wife wrote a diary, she would wait until her mood calmed down before she recorded it.