Ma Cuihua sat on the seat that made her shudder again. The softness on the mat seemed to be left with traces of the man ravaging her.
But at this moment she was no longer shocking about the nightmare. The more miserable artistic conception swept through her heart like the autumn wind. It was the fist marks left by Huang Lao Er in various parts of her body. The pain spread all over her had diluted the pain of her lower body being hit by the big donkey seed.
Huang Lao Er's ruthless fist marks will hurt deep in his heart, making her feel the miserable and desolate homelessness
Ma Cuihua is in a helpless trance
There are real things in the subconscious and emptiness
Not only did Huang Lao Er not go home with her, but also cruelly drove her out of the hotel.
If she still had hope and motivation when she entered the hotel, but when she walked out of the hotel, she would have no strength left.
In such a strange county town, in such a strange night, her eyes were as dark as the dark night; she had no acquaintance, and she didn't know where she was going?
Even if you want to go home now, there is no car to go home
When the strange man who had passed by her on the way to come opened the car door to greet her, she realized that this beast was the only person she knew at the moment, and it could be said that it was a familiar person who had all the skin and relatives. Isn't it familiar?
Even at this moment, the beast had a twisted sense of intimacy. It was the only feeling that I could rely on when I was helpless.
She got into this man's car again and had no choice
And at this moment she was fearless, and what shouldn't have happened had happened cruelly. This man had nothing to fear for him. Not to mention going to his house tonight, even if he pulled her to somewhere, she would go with him.
If wandering without a place is still facing a more unfamiliar danger, it is better to continue to suffer from the intrusions that this man has already happened to him.
There is also a kind of spiritual pain that exudes deep resentment: How could Huang Lao Er be so cruel?
Is it true that for the sake of that little fairy, I really don’t care about the life or death of my wife who is sleeping in the same bed?
In fact, it seems like that. Huang Lao Er gritted his teeth when he fucked her; Huang Lao Er was also unwilling tolerate her in the hotel!
Since he doesn't care about her that way, does she still need to cherish the so-called chastity?
Her body, which originally belonged to Huang Lao Er, was simply let go of her body and was ravaged by a stranger tonight. It was also a revenge on Huang Lao Er's will.
Ma Cuihua found some kind of deformed comfort in her heart in a miserable way. She subconsciously glanced at the strange man staring at her three-pointed in her arms. A sense of revenge for Huang Lao Er was rising in a daze.
The big donkey breeder was afraid that Ma Cuihua would regret his impulse to go home, so he hurriedly drove the car
The car was driving quickly on the quiet street in late autumn night. Ma Cuihua stared blankly at the uneven street streets under the dim street lights, her heart and mind were already in chaos.
Seeing that Ma Cuihua showed no regrets, she was still sitting there quietly, and the big donkey breathed a sigh of relief.
While driving, he glanced at Ma Cuihua with a dull expression, and recalled the endless waves of his ecstasy feeling of galloping on this beautiful woman's body an hour ago.
Unconsciously, the evil creature under him who had been venting in Ma Cuihua's body and was temporarily dormant began to gather again, and moved quietly in his crotch.
This is a beast with a strong sin. After only one hour, it starts to get evil again.
He turned his head and focused on Ma Cuihua's high chest, and a wave of turmoil appeared in his heart.
He asked: Girl, is the man named Huang Dechen who lives in Room 320 that I found for you not yours? The girl who lives with him is Hu Xiaohuaer?
Ma Cuihua lowered her head, and tears of sadness surged in her eyes, and she whispered: That man is my man, but he no longer belongs to me, he belongs to that little vixen!
Of course, Da Donkey was not surprised by this kind of thing, but he still said with ulterior motives: So, he doesn't plan to ask you anymore? Are you determined to be with that girl?
Ma Cuihua nodded sadly, then shook her head blankly. I don’t know... it seems that she was determined, right?
She seems to ask others and also to ask herself
Girl, you look very beautiful, your man shouldn't abandon you so cruelly! He said that, and freed up another hand and put it on Ma Cuihua's thigh, touching it restlessly
Ma Cuihua is no longer so sensitive. She lets men rag on her thighs indifferently
My skin is on a blind date, do you still care about the defilement through your pants?
She said sadly: What's the use of being beautiful? I'm old, but I'm still going to be fresh with flowers and thorns. Who doesn't want to be fresh? Are you men like that?
The big donkey smiled awkwardly and said: It is said that everyone likes tenderness, but I don’t like playing with girls very much. Although the girl is tender and has a tight crotch, there is no mature woman who can play with them. A mature woman has a plump body, a good breast, and can also love her... I like to play with mature women, especially a rich woman like you, a girl!
The man began to lean his hand into her crotch again and said obscenely that the girl's crotch was still very tight, not much looser than those girls!
But at this moment she was no longer shocking about the nightmare. The more miserable artistic conception swept through her heart like the autumn wind. It was the fist marks left by Huang Lao Er in various parts of her body. The pain spread all over her had diluted the pain of her lower body being hit by the big donkey seed.
Huang Lao Er's ruthless fist marks will hurt deep in his heart, making her feel the miserable and desolate homelessness
Ma Cuihua is in a helpless trance
There are real things in the subconscious and emptiness
Not only did Huang Lao Er not go home with her, but also cruelly drove her out of the hotel.
If she still had hope and motivation when she entered the hotel, but when she walked out of the hotel, she would have no strength left.
In such a strange county town, in such a strange night, her eyes were as dark as the dark night; she had no acquaintance, and she didn't know where she was going?
Even if you want to go home now, there is no car to go home
When the strange man who had passed by her on the way to come opened the car door to greet her, she realized that this beast was the only person she knew at the moment, and it could be said that it was a familiar person who had all the skin and relatives. Isn't it familiar?
Even at this moment, the beast had a twisted sense of intimacy. It was the only feeling that I could rely on when I was helpless.
She got into this man's car again and had no choice
And at this moment she was fearless, and what shouldn't have happened had happened cruelly. This man had nothing to fear for him. Not to mention going to his house tonight, even if he pulled her to somewhere, she would go with him.
If wandering without a place is still facing a more unfamiliar danger, it is better to continue to suffer from the intrusions that this man has already happened to him.
There is also a kind of spiritual pain that exudes deep resentment: How could Huang Lao Er be so cruel?
Is it true that for the sake of that little fairy, I really don’t care about the life or death of my wife who is sleeping in the same bed?
In fact, it seems like that. Huang Lao Er gritted his teeth when he fucked her; Huang Lao Er was also unwilling tolerate her in the hotel!
Since he doesn't care about her that way, does she still need to cherish the so-called chastity?
Her body, which originally belonged to Huang Lao Er, was simply let go of her body and was ravaged by a stranger tonight. It was also a revenge on Huang Lao Er's will.
Ma Cuihua found some kind of deformed comfort in her heart in a miserable way. She subconsciously glanced at the strange man staring at her three-pointed in her arms. A sense of revenge for Huang Lao Er was rising in a daze.
The big donkey breeder was afraid that Ma Cuihua would regret his impulse to go home, so he hurriedly drove the car
The car was driving quickly on the quiet street in late autumn night. Ma Cuihua stared blankly at the uneven street streets under the dim street lights, her heart and mind were already in chaos.
Seeing that Ma Cuihua showed no regrets, she was still sitting there quietly, and the big donkey breathed a sigh of relief.
While driving, he glanced at Ma Cuihua with a dull expression, and recalled the endless waves of his ecstasy feeling of galloping on this beautiful woman's body an hour ago.
Unconsciously, the evil creature under him who had been venting in Ma Cuihua's body and was temporarily dormant began to gather again, and moved quietly in his crotch.
This is a beast with a strong sin. After only one hour, it starts to get evil again.
He turned his head and focused on Ma Cuihua's high chest, and a wave of turmoil appeared in his heart.
He asked: Girl, is the man named Huang Dechen who lives in Room 320 that I found for you not yours? The girl who lives with him is Hu Xiaohuaer?
Ma Cuihua lowered her head, and tears of sadness surged in her eyes, and she whispered: That man is my man, but he no longer belongs to me, he belongs to that little vixen!
Of course, Da Donkey was not surprised by this kind of thing, but he still said with ulterior motives: So, he doesn't plan to ask you anymore? Are you determined to be with that girl?
Ma Cuihua nodded sadly, then shook her head blankly. I don’t know... it seems that she was determined, right?
She seems to ask others and also to ask herself
Girl, you look very beautiful, your man shouldn't abandon you so cruelly! He said that, and freed up another hand and put it on Ma Cuihua's thigh, touching it restlessly
Ma Cuihua is no longer so sensitive. She lets men rag on her thighs indifferently
My skin is on a blind date, do you still care about the defilement through your pants?
She said sadly: What's the use of being beautiful? I'm old, but I'm still going to be fresh with flowers and thorns. Who doesn't want to be fresh? Are you men like that?
The big donkey smiled awkwardly and said: It is said that everyone likes tenderness, but I don’t like playing with girls very much. Although the girl is tender and has a tight crotch, there is no mature woman who can play with them. A mature woman has a plump body, a good breast, and can also love her... I like to play with mature women, especially a rich woman like you, a girl!
The man began to lean his hand into her crotch again and said obscenely that the girl's crotch was still very tight, not much looser than those girls!
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