:When I should eat, drink, and I wish me a happy birthday
Today's birthday, I kissed my husband and naturally prepared a gift. Unfortunately, I couldn't drink alcohol when I was pregnant, so I could only eat healthy French meals.
Fortunately, he still rewarded me again to break the rules at night
(That shot ten days ago scared us after the passion, but fortunately nothing happened)
After we got home, after we took a shower, my husband gently kissed my shoulders behind me, took off my silk pajamas, and carefully kissed me all over my body, and finally even kissed my toes.
I had the illusion of going back to the past. At that time, we just met, and my husband was so gentle to me. Every time we had sex, he was a standard foreplay, and then a rigid missionary position, and occasionally a dog-crawling style.
As for me, it is rare to find someone I like, naturally pretending to be pure and ignorant, and let my husband give it to me
Until one time, he found my best friend and colleague, and he was still playing 3P, and the third participant
It's myself
I still remember the moment we met at the Clock Hotel, we were both confused, but in front of our best friend, we both pretended to be unfamiliar.
As a result, we became absent-minded and thoughtful, and we completed the most embarrassing and boring 3P in our lives.
My husband's performance that night was very poor, and he became impotence before he could finish the shot.
My best friend comforted him gently on the surface, but after going downstairs with me, he complained in front of me: Damn, the Chinese man really doesn't believe it. He is so good at flirting in the bar, and he can't even hold on for 10 minutes after he was on the court.
Although it sounds very unpleasant, I can't give my husband a very simple blank expression in person, so I can only reluctantly agree with a few words.
: I am so embarrassed tonight, I have also ruined your fun. Why don’t we go back to the bar and find a meal with the sausage tonight? My best friend still offered an invitation with me, but I was not in a mood now. After refusing, I quickly went home.
Sure enough, my husband has come back early
At the moment we met, we seemed to be considerate and truly understand each other. After hugging each other tightly, we kissed each other passionately.
I took the lead in showing him the cards that night
He didn't panic, but he still hugged me with concern: I really like you
Very affectionate, so I turned around and kissed him deeply and replied: So, I
That night we all revealed our true side to each other, and then there was a hearty sex. At this moment, some words that we couldn't say just now were revealed with our moans.
I rode on him and said: I'm not a 16-year-old girl. Now there is a godfather who can train me. He didn't ask any questions and hesitate. Instead, he pressed me down, then buried his head between my legs and began to lick it flexibly, and accurately attacked my G-spot: I like to show my big cock, I like to be a queen, and I like to be a bitch. I once again told my hobbies that he bit my clitoris: It's so good, bite, bite off my slut, I'm a bitch who likes big cocks, and anyone can fuck me.
That night, my husband also told him the other side. He is not as slutty as me, but he is also a veteran of the fun. He has to vent almost every day since high school, and he quit masturbating when he was in college. Because his family and appearance have made him have more than 3 girlfriends at the same time.
After marriage, he kept stealing food on me, but the reason was only because of his physical needs. I naturally chose to believe this statement. After all, I also need such a background character, right?
In my obscene moans, our couple experienced the first sincere and enjoyable sex after marriage. From that night, although we were all having sex, we fell in love with each other more deeply.
Because we know that no matter how we pursue excitement outside, there is always a warm home, and there is always a sincere person waiting for us to go home.
Let's talk about how tonight
: I feel like I won’t vent for a while, I’m going to be suffocated, but my husband didn’t dare to use too much force, so I left me alone in heat.
want to
Today's birthday, I kissed my husband and naturally prepared a gift. Unfortunately, I couldn't drink alcohol when I was pregnant, so I could only eat healthy French meals.
Fortunately, he still rewarded me again to break the rules at night
(That shot ten days ago scared us after the passion, but fortunately nothing happened)
After we got home, after we took a shower, my husband gently kissed my shoulders behind me, took off my silk pajamas, and carefully kissed me all over my body, and finally even kissed my toes.
I had the illusion of going back to the past. At that time, we just met, and my husband was so gentle to me. Every time we had sex, he was a standard foreplay, and then a rigid missionary position, and occasionally a dog-crawling style.
As for me, it is rare to find someone I like, naturally pretending to be pure and ignorant, and let my husband give it to me
Until one time, he found my best friend and colleague, and he was still playing 3P, and the third participant
It's myself
I still remember the moment we met at the Clock Hotel, we were both confused, but in front of our best friend, we both pretended to be unfamiliar.
As a result, we became absent-minded and thoughtful, and we completed the most embarrassing and boring 3P in our lives.
My husband's performance that night was very poor, and he became impotence before he could finish the shot.
My best friend comforted him gently on the surface, but after going downstairs with me, he complained in front of me: Damn, the Chinese man really doesn't believe it. He is so good at flirting in the bar, and he can't even hold on for 10 minutes after he was on the court.
Although it sounds very unpleasant, I can't give my husband a very simple blank expression in person, so I can only reluctantly agree with a few words.
: I am so embarrassed tonight, I have also ruined your fun. Why don’t we go back to the bar and find a meal with the sausage tonight? My best friend still offered an invitation with me, but I was not in a mood now. After refusing, I quickly went home.
Sure enough, my husband has come back early
At the moment we met, we seemed to be considerate and truly understand each other. After hugging each other tightly, we kissed each other passionately.
I took the lead in showing him the cards that night
He didn't panic, but he still hugged me with concern: I really like you
Very affectionate, so I turned around and kissed him deeply and replied: So, I
That night we all revealed our true side to each other, and then there was a hearty sex. At this moment, some words that we couldn't say just now were revealed with our moans.
I rode on him and said: I'm not a 16-year-old girl. Now there is a godfather who can train me. He didn't ask any questions and hesitate. Instead, he pressed me down, then buried his head between my legs and began to lick it flexibly, and accurately attacked my G-spot: I like to show my big cock, I like to be a queen, and I like to be a bitch. I once again told my hobbies that he bit my clitoris: It's so good, bite, bite off my slut, I'm a bitch who likes big cocks, and anyone can fuck me.
That night, my husband also told him the other side. He is not as slutty as me, but he is also a veteran of the fun. He has to vent almost every day since high school, and he quit masturbating when he was in college. Because his family and appearance have made him have more than 3 girlfriends at the same time.
After marriage, he kept stealing food on me, but the reason was only because of his physical needs. I naturally chose to believe this statement. After all, I also need such a background character, right?
In my obscene moans, our couple experienced the first sincere and enjoyable sex after marriage. From that night, although we were all having sex, we fell in love with each other more deeply.
Because we know that no matter how we pursue excitement outside, there is always a warm home, and there is always a sincere person waiting for us to go home.
Let's talk about how tonight
: I feel like I won’t vent for a while, I’m going to be suffocated, but my husband didn’t dare to use too much force, so I left me alone in heat.
want to
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