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Chapter 2

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As soon as Xiao Ling left, Xiao Lan rushed to the bedroom. I called for a long time before she opened it. Then she slipped to the bed again, covered her beautiful face with the sheets, and murmured: No, no, how could I agree to do that kind of thing! It's so ridiculous!

I hugged Xiaolan, and as soon as she looked at me, she immediately turned her face like a frightened rabbit: No! No! I don’t want to be sorry for you, I don’t want to be a slut who can do the same thing!

Xiaolan, do you have a bad impression of that person?

Ah? What's the impression? That old man? He... I don't like him. He is so lustful, please don't let him touch me, good brother! Xiao Lan's voice trembled

Do you think if your body is touched by another man, you will have no shame to see me? Then I ask you, if one day you are raped, will I divorce you? I hope my wife must be very chaste and loyal under the bed. What's wrong with being a little bit slutty or lustful?! Is it okay to ask him to teach you a lesson?

Xiaolan interrupted me: Go to die! Bastard! As she said that, she laughed, pounded me hard, and said in a very low voice: It's yours anyway, you can decide... But this time! Her tone was like the little spirit at that time

Things turn around, and the following work will be easier. Fortunately, I have some experience in how to help overcome my wife's fear of having an affair.

That night, Xiaoling and I spoke on the phone again. She asked me first if Xiaolan had agreed. I said it was almost done.

Xiaoling said that she had already told Lao Mao about the wedding night. Lao Mao was so happy. At the same time, she suggested that she would not only be the best man and bridesmaid at my wedding with Xiaolan, but also be the best man and bridesmaid on our wedding bed.

Xiaoling spat at him and said: You are so greedy. When did you want me in the past, I won’t satisfy you! You haven’t played with me enough?! It’s not possible now. My husband doesn’t like cuckolds!

The next night, it was Xiaoling's wedding night. Xiaolan and I stayed at home, having sex again and again enthusiastically

In the darkness, I couldn't close my eyes. As soon as I closed my eyes, I thought of the pretty and charming little spirit lying in Xu Guo's arms. The snow-white thighs still wandered around the bases of my red cheeks. The spring feeling on my red cheeks has not yet faded. My two nipples may still rise and fall with my excited breathing, but is her mood as happy and satisfied as her body?

Is she going to leave me?

Early on the third morning, the old cat came to my house with excitement.

As soon as he entered the door, he was amazed at the newly bought villa: Change your wife and house, buddy, you have to work hard for your life! You have surpassed the stage of material and physical enjoyment and began to pursue artistic conception and spiritual beauty!

The old man in front of me is tall and big, and he is handsome, but I feel more and more that he is too vulgar!

However, when I thought of letting such a vulgar and dirty man possess the pure Xiaolan as watery on the wedding night and ruin it at will. My huge cock was inserted and stirred in Xiaolan's honey hole, pouring the thick semen straight into Xiaolan's secret garden, I felt a sense of uncontrollable guilt in my heart!

At this time, the thoughts in my mind began to become clear: Lao Mao, at our wedding, you and Xiao Ling are not just the best groomsmen on our bed, you have a heavy task, I hope you can teach Xiao Ling a lesson and teach her more sexual skills

I can definitely be competent for the responsibility of a bridal tutor, haha, don't worry, I will definitely make her fascinated and treat me as her dear husband.

Then I asked him to visit my home casually. At that time, Xiaolan had not yet gotten up!

I accompanied him to the door of our bedroom. I gently pushed open the door. Through the gap, I could see the wide double bed. Xiaolan was wearing a white linen shirt pajamas, and her white and smooth breasts were vague, which caused endless temptation and reverie.

He gently pushed a little away and saw Xiaolan wearing a small yellow jasmine lace panties, half curled up with slender and even legs, those beautiful feet with nail polish, and their toes were as crystal clear as tender green onions.

I whispered: Don't scare her first, it will be yours in two days

Then I saw the guy under the old cat holding up a small tent

At this time, Xiaolan turned over lazily and muttered, Who are you talking to?

The old cat quickly flashed back, and Xiaolan opened his eyes and saw a figure behind me: Who is he? Why did you open the bedroom door!

I think about it, the wedding will be ready for these days, and the ugly daughter-in-law will meet her parents-in-law sooner or later, so I pulled the old cat into the bedroom.

Remember who he is?

Xiaolan was so scared that she quickly pulled up a bed sheet to cover her lower body: You are crazy...ah...it's you! Go out! You, old hooligan, get out quickly!

The old cat smiled politely, I'm going to be your teacher soon, be polite to the teacher!

What teacher?!

I pulled the old cat to sit in front of the bed. Xiaolan looked at him with a vigilant face and shrank back to the corner of the bed.

I thrust at the old cat and signaled him to sit on the bench in the corner of the house

Unexpectedly, the old cat ignored him. He walked firmly to Xiaolan. Before Xiaolan could react, he actually hugged Xiaolan's hands and hugged her.

Xiaolan looked at this unscrupulous old spoil in disbelief, stunned for a moment, and began to struggle hard.

If you move a little longer, I will be unable to play with you on the wedding night!

Xiaolan's face was swollen and red. She spitted on the old cat's face again. The old cat smiled and ate the saliva on his mouth clean with his tongue. Then I want you to feed me mouth-to-mouth. It's so sweet!

Xiaolan suddenly burst into tears, and I quickly climbed to the head of the bed and gently hugged Xiaolan on the other side.

Xiaolan finally took off the old cat's arms and threw herself into my arms. She cried and pinched me hard.

The old cat firmly hugged Xiaolan's waist again, and gently touched Xiaolan's butt with his other hand. Xiaolan twisted it twice, and then he was allowed to do so.

Xiaolan, what kind of wedding do you want to hold? The old cat kissed Xiaolan's hair and said softly to her.

Xiaolan turned around and said to the old cat word by word: Listen, old hooligan, if you touch me again, I will not care about the videotape. Now I will call the police!

Come, wipe the face. The old cat nodded, freed up a hand, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her. Xiaolan ignored him. I took the handkerchief and handed it to Xiaolan again. She glared at me with a red face, sighed, took it, wiped away the tears on her face.

I heard from Xiaoling that you want to hold a very formal, traditional and lively wedding, right?

Xiaolan nodded

I can help you realize this dream, what's the difficulty! I must make you the happiest and most beautiful bride!

Xiaolan sighed and said: Sister Xiaoling would not agree that she means that only the four of us can participate. Speaking of this, I don’t know what she thought of, and her pretty face turned red again

I promise Xiaoling will agree, and you will be satisfied. Hundreds of people will come to attend your wedding. You are wearing a big red wedding dress, sitting in a sedan chair, blowing and beating, and scattering, and marrying all the way. You will be in the wedding banquet with fifty tables. Can you do it?

What?! Xiaolan Daqi, forgot that he was still hugging him almost squinted through the thin pajamas, turned back excitedly: You lied to me, you brag! Her expression was like a childish girl

Then suddenly realized that she and the old cat were rubbing their noses almost, and she leaned back and raised her face.

The old cat said seriously: I am a person of such an old age, will he lie?! Let me tell you, if I can't do this, I won't go to your bed at night!

Xiaolan's face turned red again, she leaned on my chest and said coquettishly: I won't let you go if I do it!

Her violent heartbeat made my chest pound. I knew that the story I had always dreamed of was about to happen. On my wedding night, my bride would take the initiative to commit herself to an old lewd and let her have a feast!