After three or two turns, I left the terminal building, and was close to a lane for a thick car. There were taxis full. Outside was a lane for social vehicles and private cars to connect to the station. However, there was a restriction on parking and departure. I saw a Chinese man standing in front of a row of private cars on the second road, waving towards us, so I said: Husband, there is a Chinese man opposite.
My husband said at a glance, yes, it's him
This is a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a light yellow T-shirt and navy blue trousers on the bottom.
A pair of spotless black leather shoes
He is nearly 1.8 meters tall and looks quite a sturdy man
Neither the appearance is beautiful nor the eyes are thick, but the eyes are thick. I can't say which type it is
After he recognized us, he waved to my husband and came over and took the suitcase in my hand first, and said, "Hello, sister-in-law, thank you for your hard work, sister-in-law, sister-in-law
I answered with my forehead and thought to myself, in fact, my husband didn't have to spend so much effort to pull me, just find a woman of the same age. Look, my husband called him sister-in-law before he introduced him. He was a woman or a sister-in-law. If he was a sister-in-law, he could do that with you. Why did he have to pull me?
When he arrived in front of the car, he opened the suitcase and placed the small suitcases of both of us and closed the back cover. He quickly ran to the right side of the car to open the back door, and made a very appropriate action. He said in his mouth. Sister-in-law asked for this action to be very elegant and exaggerated, but the exaggerated scale was very well controlled and not funny.
At that time, I was wearing a pleated long skirt that reached the heel. Because the hem was wide, although I had already made it inside the car, there were still many long skirts outside the car. He took the opportunity to bend down and lift the hem of the long skirt.
At this time, I subconsciously moved to the other side of the car to make room for a skirt. Generally, women have similar situations in any occasion, especially when there is a help from strangers, who are very grateful to this person and try to avoid the opportunity to contact the opposite sex as much as possible.
He also kept holding my skirt with his hands and waiting for me to finish it. When I saw that there was enough space, he put the skirt on my legs, instead of taking the opportunity to touch women's thighs like some men
Because even if you meet it at this time, the woman is embarrassed to say anything and still has to thank others.
What are you grateful for?
Are you grateful to this man touching his thigh?
Of course not, thank you for holding the skirt for you. As for the second half of his chance to eat tofu, he can only choose to ignore it.
This is the embarrassment of women
At this time, my husband kept standing behind him and watching his every move, waiting for me to sit and close the door.
This man tried to help me open the car door again. My husband quickly opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. He said, "You have to be so polite, and then close the car door and tie the seat belt."
The gentleman quickly started the engine and drove away
The car was on the driving lane, and the two of them were talking about the scenes between the men.
I looked at the street view outside the window
This is a small town, beautiful and warm. The whole street exudes an unknown fragrance and a strong cultural atmosphere. All the merchants on the street are very small, but they all have their own tastes.
Various buildings pass by
Half an hour later, I came to a four-star hotel
Entering the hotel lobby, the gentleman still asked us to sit on the sofa where we were temporarily resting. He pulled our two small suitcases to the hotel front desk to check in. Then he handed over the room card and two boxes to the waiter, and came over to invite us.
We followed the waiter to take the elevator to the fifth floor of the hotel. The waiter helped us open the door.
Put down your luggage and bowed and left
Entering the door is a hall of about 40 square meters. On the left is a wall decorated with wood, with several wood prints on the wall.
There is a cabinet next to the door on the right
There is a small bathroom in front, but the facilities inside are very complete, and there are even sanitary utensils for women to rinse their lower bodies.
There is a small bar in the front hall, with several single sofas placed in semicircular shapes surrounding a glass tea table
There are also desk seats, such as a wooden bookcase at the back of the desk, and there is also a space behind the bookcase with a not-short single bed and bedside table. There is a window on the street.
There are two double-open chess doors on the right side of the chess door. There are some craft grinding in the center of each piece of glass on the chess door.
Open these two doors and you will reach the inner room
There is a floor-to-ceiling window, sofa, coffee table and other types of windows on the left hand side.
There is also a large bed of 1.8 meters
The bathroom is large and has a large fan-shaped bathtub
The wall facing the big bed outside the bathroom is decorated with a whole craft mirror.
During the entire observation of the layout of the room, I looked at this gentleman from time to time.
This is the first time in my life that I have paid attention to a man with such a mentality
The impression is very straight, especially the butt wrapped in Western-style men's pants, which is a bit like the butt we usually look at from the back, and it is particularly strong
From the side, the chest muscles are also very developed.
Due to the belly, there is no visual effect of raising your chest and tightening your abdomen.
Overall, a pretty good man, in fact, he is: big shorts and flip-flops, I can't help but have nothing to do with it
Knowing a wife is better than a husband, it doesn't embarrass me too much
After a rough look, he started to organize his luggage. At this time, the gentleman took out two gifts: a bottle of exquisitely packaged brand perfume, saying that his wife gave it to me, because a group was going to take it to a foreign country and could not receive me anymore. He also apologized for his wife.
Another brand of lady handbags was given to me by him.
The value of these two gifts should have been a bit of painstaking.
It happens to be a slightly more expensive price that our consumer class can accept. It is too expensive and I can't accept it. It is too low and a little bit respectful enough.
I generously accept the gift and thank you
Later, the three of them walked to the street and ate something casually, and started shopping. My husband intentionally or unintentionally either advanced or lagging behind, giving me the opportunity to walk side by side with this gentleman.
It was getting late, and I came to a hotel where I had already booked my seat. During the meal, two men chatted. It seems that they were a bit in love, from politics to economy, from humanities to philosophy, and they talked nonsense, and they felt like they met too late.
At this time, I was observing the gentleman's hands. I don't like men with unclean fingers. Fortunately, I didn't feel disgusting.
During this period, I didn't interrupt, nor did I mention Tang poetry, Song lyrics, etc.
In fact, when I said that, I was just to make things difficult for my husband and put some pressure on him, hoping that he would give up.
I still respect everyone in life. This meal took nearly two hours.
My husband killed one and a half bottles of red wine. The gentleman and I drank the remaining half bottle.
My husband wouldn't drink happily when he left the local area. Maybe it was intentional. He was creating opportunities for me.
Smart man
When I returned to the hotel, I suddenly had an idea when I first entered the lobby, which one of his people was chosen?
Is there any of his in those rooster pictures?
I found an opportunity to pull my husband to walk a few steps slowly, and I told him: Husband, what is the name of this person among your netizens?
I don't have the nerve to ask about those pictures
My husband whispered in a low voice: He is: Aguda What do I say? Aguda? Why is such a strange name? My husband continued: His QQ signature is written like this: A big white horse under his crotch, a mace in his palm. As he said that, he patted my butt with his hand, showing a bad smile on his face.
When I arrived at the room, my husband said, I had a good drink today. Wife, go and wash and rest, let's talk to you again.
I said yes, and pushed open the two chess doors and came to the inner room. However, at the moment of closing the door, I was a little hesitant. It was obviously inappropriate to lock me up all of them. Is there my husband outside, so I don’t want to close it?
No, there were two men outside, I took off my clothes and took a shower like this and beat Chen Er in my heart and finally decided: Let's just hide it!
I sat on the bed and tried the hardness of the softness and it was pretty good, neither too soft nor too hard
Looking at this big bed, I sighed and coughed!
How many unclean women like me have ever slept on this big bed!
How many dogs and men are rolling on the sheets here!
I blushed a little when I think about what would happen on this big bed for a while
My heart started to beat, a little panic
I didn't want to think about it anymore, took off my clothes and went into the bathroom. Although it was summer, I still took a hot shower.
Washed skin is white and red
When I thought it out, it was awful. I got used to the kind of dragging it into the bathroom at home. I opened the crack of the door by myself to make sure that Aguda hadn't come in, so I ran around the bathroom with a bath towel and ran to the cabinet in the inner room with a bra and trousers and ran back to the bathroom to put it on. If I were outside, it would be possible that Aguda would come in and see it.
The central air conditioner is a little cold, and I feel that it is a bit more neatly worn again, but it's all like this anyway
So I opened the quilt and drilled in
Lying on the left side of the big bed
This location is farther from the bathroom. A Guda will be convenient for entering and exiting the bathroom later. He lies there and see that the outer room is still brightly lit. The two of them may still be chatting.
I turned off the headlight and left the hidden soft light in the wall. I lay there thinking about my worries. When I thought about Aguda would come in for a while, how would he do anything to me?
Like a couple?
Probably not, without that emotional foundation
Where are there so many topics?
After all, I just met for less than ten hours
Just fuck my thighs?
At this time, my heart beat faster and I felt a little angina pectoris. I was a little scared. I thought about how my husband usually did this kind of thing, but I felt nothing was wrong. At this moment, I suddenly thought of the kind that my husband said before, and I cried when he entered the door, right? But that would be considered as fulfilling my husband's wish. In the future, he would do whatever he liked.
At this moment, I suddenly thought of those rooster pictures, and the QQ signature that my husband said in the hall just now: Mace, it's so weird, it's another heartbeat, it won't be real Mace, right? How can people have such sexual devices?
I also wondered: Will I have the orgasm that my husband said? It shouldn't be, there is no emotion, it's just a combination of sexual intercourse
The report on the sea characteristics says: I once did an experiment, but the penis was thrusting until 28 men made a woman have an orgasm. On the contrary, this woman could massage her Yin Emperor to reach orgasm by masturbating in just two minutes.
I wonder if it is true or false?
However, that is foreigners. Those foreign women have open sexual concepts and have experienced many men in their lives. Most of us Chinese women have sex with a man in their entire lives.
Will I lose my composure later?
Like with your husband at home: When you have an orgasm, you scream incoherently?
If that is true, it would be embarrassing. How can I face my husband Ah in the future?
It was a random thought until Aguda came in and the lights in the vestibule outside had gone out
I immediately closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep when I heard the movement. I felt that Aguda walked to this side of the big bed, bent down and touched my face gently with his lips, and seemed to take a breath with his nose, and whispered to himself: What a sleeping beauty, he is such a sleeping beauty.
Then he ran to the sofa and took off his clothes, then went to the bathroom barefoot and barefoot.
My husband said at a glance, yes, it's him
This is a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a light yellow T-shirt and navy blue trousers on the bottom.
A pair of spotless black leather shoes
He is nearly 1.8 meters tall and looks quite a sturdy man
Neither the appearance is beautiful nor the eyes are thick, but the eyes are thick. I can't say which type it is
After he recognized us, he waved to my husband and came over and took the suitcase in my hand first, and said, "Hello, sister-in-law, thank you for your hard work, sister-in-law, sister-in-law
I answered with my forehead and thought to myself, in fact, my husband didn't have to spend so much effort to pull me, just find a woman of the same age. Look, my husband called him sister-in-law before he introduced him. He was a woman or a sister-in-law. If he was a sister-in-law, he could do that with you. Why did he have to pull me?
When he arrived in front of the car, he opened the suitcase and placed the small suitcases of both of us and closed the back cover. He quickly ran to the right side of the car to open the back door, and made a very appropriate action. He said in his mouth. Sister-in-law asked for this action to be very elegant and exaggerated, but the exaggerated scale was very well controlled and not funny.
At that time, I was wearing a pleated long skirt that reached the heel. Because the hem was wide, although I had already made it inside the car, there were still many long skirts outside the car. He took the opportunity to bend down and lift the hem of the long skirt.
At this time, I subconsciously moved to the other side of the car to make room for a skirt. Generally, women have similar situations in any occasion, especially when there is a help from strangers, who are very grateful to this person and try to avoid the opportunity to contact the opposite sex as much as possible.
He also kept holding my skirt with his hands and waiting for me to finish it. When I saw that there was enough space, he put the skirt on my legs, instead of taking the opportunity to touch women's thighs like some men
Because even if you meet it at this time, the woman is embarrassed to say anything and still has to thank others.
What are you grateful for?
Are you grateful to this man touching his thigh?
Of course not, thank you for holding the skirt for you. As for the second half of his chance to eat tofu, he can only choose to ignore it.
This is the embarrassment of women
At this time, my husband kept standing behind him and watching his every move, waiting for me to sit and close the door.
This man tried to help me open the car door again. My husband quickly opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. He said, "You have to be so polite, and then close the car door and tie the seat belt."
The gentleman quickly started the engine and drove away
The car was on the driving lane, and the two of them were talking about the scenes between the men.
I looked at the street view outside the window
This is a small town, beautiful and warm. The whole street exudes an unknown fragrance and a strong cultural atmosphere. All the merchants on the street are very small, but they all have their own tastes.
Various buildings pass by
Half an hour later, I came to a four-star hotel
Entering the hotel lobby, the gentleman still asked us to sit on the sofa where we were temporarily resting. He pulled our two small suitcases to the hotel front desk to check in. Then he handed over the room card and two boxes to the waiter, and came over to invite us.
We followed the waiter to take the elevator to the fifth floor of the hotel. The waiter helped us open the door.
Put down your luggage and bowed and left
Entering the door is a hall of about 40 square meters. On the left is a wall decorated with wood, with several wood prints on the wall.
There is a cabinet next to the door on the right
There is a small bathroom in front, but the facilities inside are very complete, and there are even sanitary utensils for women to rinse their lower bodies.
There is a small bar in the front hall, with several single sofas placed in semicircular shapes surrounding a glass tea table
There are also desk seats, such as a wooden bookcase at the back of the desk, and there is also a space behind the bookcase with a not-short single bed and bedside table. There is a window on the street.
There are two double-open chess doors on the right side of the chess door. There are some craft grinding in the center of each piece of glass on the chess door.
Open these two doors and you will reach the inner room
There is a floor-to-ceiling window, sofa, coffee table and other types of windows on the left hand side.
There is also a large bed of 1.8 meters
The bathroom is large and has a large fan-shaped bathtub
The wall facing the big bed outside the bathroom is decorated with a whole craft mirror.
During the entire observation of the layout of the room, I looked at this gentleman from time to time.
This is the first time in my life that I have paid attention to a man with such a mentality
The impression is very straight, especially the butt wrapped in Western-style men's pants, which is a bit like the butt we usually look at from the back, and it is particularly strong
From the side, the chest muscles are also very developed.
Due to the belly, there is no visual effect of raising your chest and tightening your abdomen.
Overall, a pretty good man, in fact, he is: big shorts and flip-flops, I can't help but have nothing to do with it
Knowing a wife is better than a husband, it doesn't embarrass me too much
After a rough look, he started to organize his luggage. At this time, the gentleman took out two gifts: a bottle of exquisitely packaged brand perfume, saying that his wife gave it to me, because a group was going to take it to a foreign country and could not receive me anymore. He also apologized for his wife.
Another brand of lady handbags was given to me by him.
The value of these two gifts should have been a bit of painstaking.
It happens to be a slightly more expensive price that our consumer class can accept. It is too expensive and I can't accept it. It is too low and a little bit respectful enough.
I generously accept the gift and thank you
Later, the three of them walked to the street and ate something casually, and started shopping. My husband intentionally or unintentionally either advanced or lagging behind, giving me the opportunity to walk side by side with this gentleman.
It was getting late, and I came to a hotel where I had already booked my seat. During the meal, two men chatted. It seems that they were a bit in love, from politics to economy, from humanities to philosophy, and they talked nonsense, and they felt like they met too late.
At this time, I was observing the gentleman's hands. I don't like men with unclean fingers. Fortunately, I didn't feel disgusting.
During this period, I didn't interrupt, nor did I mention Tang poetry, Song lyrics, etc.
In fact, when I said that, I was just to make things difficult for my husband and put some pressure on him, hoping that he would give up.
I still respect everyone in life. This meal took nearly two hours.
My husband killed one and a half bottles of red wine. The gentleman and I drank the remaining half bottle.
My husband wouldn't drink happily when he left the local area. Maybe it was intentional. He was creating opportunities for me.
Smart man
When I returned to the hotel, I suddenly had an idea when I first entered the lobby, which one of his people was chosen?
Is there any of his in those rooster pictures?
I found an opportunity to pull my husband to walk a few steps slowly, and I told him: Husband, what is the name of this person among your netizens?
I don't have the nerve to ask about those pictures
My husband whispered in a low voice: He is: Aguda What do I say? Aguda? Why is such a strange name? My husband continued: His QQ signature is written like this: A big white horse under his crotch, a mace in his palm. As he said that, he patted my butt with his hand, showing a bad smile on his face.
When I arrived at the room, my husband said, I had a good drink today. Wife, go and wash and rest, let's talk to you again.
I said yes, and pushed open the two chess doors and came to the inner room. However, at the moment of closing the door, I was a little hesitant. It was obviously inappropriate to lock me up all of them. Is there my husband outside, so I don’t want to close it?
No, there were two men outside, I took off my clothes and took a shower like this and beat Chen Er in my heart and finally decided: Let's just hide it!
I sat on the bed and tried the hardness of the softness and it was pretty good, neither too soft nor too hard
Looking at this big bed, I sighed and coughed!
How many unclean women like me have ever slept on this big bed!
How many dogs and men are rolling on the sheets here!
I blushed a little when I think about what would happen on this big bed for a while
My heart started to beat, a little panic
I didn't want to think about it anymore, took off my clothes and went into the bathroom. Although it was summer, I still took a hot shower.
Washed skin is white and red
When I thought it out, it was awful. I got used to the kind of dragging it into the bathroom at home. I opened the crack of the door by myself to make sure that Aguda hadn't come in, so I ran around the bathroom with a bath towel and ran to the cabinet in the inner room with a bra and trousers and ran back to the bathroom to put it on. If I were outside, it would be possible that Aguda would come in and see it.
The central air conditioner is a little cold, and I feel that it is a bit more neatly worn again, but it's all like this anyway
So I opened the quilt and drilled in
Lying on the left side of the big bed
This location is farther from the bathroom. A Guda will be convenient for entering and exiting the bathroom later. He lies there and see that the outer room is still brightly lit. The two of them may still be chatting.
I turned off the headlight and left the hidden soft light in the wall. I lay there thinking about my worries. When I thought about Aguda would come in for a while, how would he do anything to me?
Like a couple?
Probably not, without that emotional foundation
Where are there so many topics?
After all, I just met for less than ten hours
Just fuck my thighs?
At this time, my heart beat faster and I felt a little angina pectoris. I was a little scared. I thought about how my husband usually did this kind of thing, but I felt nothing was wrong. At this moment, I suddenly thought of the kind that my husband said before, and I cried when he entered the door, right? But that would be considered as fulfilling my husband's wish. In the future, he would do whatever he liked.
At this moment, I suddenly thought of those rooster pictures, and the QQ signature that my husband said in the hall just now: Mace, it's so weird, it's another heartbeat, it won't be real Mace, right? How can people have such sexual devices?
I also wondered: Will I have the orgasm that my husband said? It shouldn't be, there is no emotion, it's just a combination of sexual intercourse
The report on the sea characteristics says: I once did an experiment, but the penis was thrusting until 28 men made a woman have an orgasm. On the contrary, this woman could massage her Yin Emperor to reach orgasm by masturbating in just two minutes.
I wonder if it is true or false?
However, that is foreigners. Those foreign women have open sexual concepts and have experienced many men in their lives. Most of us Chinese women have sex with a man in their entire lives.
Will I lose my composure later?
Like with your husband at home: When you have an orgasm, you scream incoherently?
If that is true, it would be embarrassing. How can I face my husband Ah in the future?
It was a random thought until Aguda came in and the lights in the vestibule outside had gone out
I immediately closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep when I heard the movement. I felt that Aguda walked to this side of the big bed, bent down and touched my face gently with his lips, and seemed to take a breath with his nose, and whispered to himself: What a sleeping beauty, he is such a sleeping beauty.
Then he ran to the sofa and took off his clothes, then went to the bathroom barefoot and barefoot.
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