On a Saturday morning near the end of his acting vacation, my son had to go to the Children’s Palace to learn how to draw. Friday night I said to my husband, “We can’t drive out tomorrow.” Hubby said, “Let’s both go to a new place tomorrow.”
I said, “Where’s the son?” He said, “Just picked tomorrow so I wouldn’t take my son.” I thought about how little time the two of us have been able to spend alone together during the day these past few years, and once again, we will experience the world of two tomorrow.
Saturday morning hurriedly ate breakfast, I dressed up, wearing a pink and white with dark flowers large open collar shirt, a wrap around jeans, a pair of semi-high-heeled black leather shoes. Looking in the mirror to see the woman’s high breasts in the blouse neckline hidden, tight jeans highlight the fullness of the round rhyme of the buttocks, well-proportioned long legs, full of young women seductive charm, sexy and not vulgar. I feel good about myself. Hubby admiringly looked at me and said, “Wife is still so beautiful, but I want you to change your skirt.”
And ambush in my ear whispered, “I will be a good fuck you.” A flash of surprise flooded through me as I heard this, and then suddenly I thought my husband was joking with me. I looked into my husband’s eyes again and saw that he was serious. Although I didn’t know what kind of drugs my husband was buying, I obediently took off my jeans and put on a pair of flesh-colored silk pantyhose, changed into a light blue dress, and a pair of white double-strapped leather sandals. I looked in the mirror and it was okay.
My son’s class starts at 8:30 and ends at 11:00 pm. We drove our son to the District Children’s Palace and told him that we were going out to run a little errand and that we might have Grandpa pick you up at noon.
Hubby drove straight to the x ring and headed for the outskirts of the city. My husband told me to go to a newly opened wetland protection tourist attraction in the suburbs. It’s a wetland reserve, but it’s actually a lake surrounded by reeds.
I said, “What’s the fun in there,”
Hubby said, “There’s water, reed ponds, wildlife, and a beautiful woman who knows her way around.”
I asked curiously, “Why do you have another woman?”
Hubby said, “Look at your silly face, that flirtatious woman is not you.”
I said, “Then for me there was nothing there but puddles and reeds and a horny bad man who used to play and ravage pretty women.”
Hubby said, “So let’s give you a taste of what it’s like to be ravaged by a bad man in a little while.”
I thought to myself that since I had my son, more than half of my feelings had been given to him, although I did try to cook some delicious meals for my husband, give him a piece of tenderness at night, and let him enjoy the pleasure of womanhood with my still attractive flesh at night.
Letting my husband pin on me. But nowhere near as much as I gave my husband before our son was born.
I couldn’t help but feel some guilt appearing in my heart, but soon followed by a strong fear. Fear that my husband would find another woman if he couldn’t get enough of me, and my husband was exactly the kind of man who could attract a young woman. I stole a glance at my husband and
Hubby’s eyes look ahead with a pleasant twinkle and a bad smile on his face. Hubby has this bad wistful smile before every time he changes his tricks to toy with me. My heart is a little more solid, and I can’t help but have a feeling that I want a man.
A wave of energy flooded through me, speculating on how my husband would toss me around later.
It didn’t take long for us to follow the newly constructed road to the scenic area near the gate, but instead of entering the parking lot, we continued to drive forward and turned into a dirt road, bumping down the dirt road towards the depths of the reed ponds.
After walking for a short while, I got off the dirt road and drove into a not-so-large clearing surrounded by reeds. In the distance near the edge of the reed pond parked an Audi car, can not see whether there are people inside.
I asked my husband, “Have you been here before?”
Hubby said, “Coworkers have come here for picnics and it’s a wild place, how fun.”
I looked around and indeed there were a couple of plastic sheeting on the grass and some empty beer cans and drink bottles, a good spot for a picnic.
Hubby left the Audi far away, parked the car on the other side of the reed pond, rested the fire and pulled the handbrake on. By the way, he reached his right hand to my private parts sitting on the passenger side and snapped it hard.
An electric current immediately traveled through my body and I couldn’t help but let out a wave.
I meekly lifted up my skirt and spread my legs so that I could let my husband’s hand clasp me there through my pantyhose and panties. Hubby’s fingers made their way into YD, all but poking the pantyhose and panties into YD.
Due to the friction of the panties YD quickly had pleasure, husband a moment to make me I mind lust. I moaned while vaguely telling my husband, wait a while, when I take my pants off, you can get me again.
Hubby stopped moving and I took off my pantyhose and panties quickly, the crotch of my plain cotton boxers were all wet from the water I was oozing out of them, and the non-absorbent pantyhose were wet in a big way. I threw them onto the back seat.
Took my husband’s right hand and put it on my private part, expecting him to continue stroking me. Hubby’s fingers were marvelous, his middle and forefinger together for a moment gently stroked the little bean of my private part, drawing circles around it, the
Screwing me with pleasure. A little while later, he was deep in my YD, bucking me hard. I was so excited. Let my husband touched my whole body hot, breasts rose, so I used my own right hand to stroke and rub my own breasts, the
Squeezing hard and rubbing the already hard and erect nipples. Hubby took my left hand and placed it on his crotch, and when I touched it, hubby had already pulled his jock out of the front door of his pants and was standing erect. I gently clutched my husband’s jock and
Thumb slowly stroked the already rising glans. The blue sky outside the car window, from time to time drifting through the white clouds, the reeds outside the window a moment by the sun emitting bright green, a moment by the clouds to block the sunlight into a deep green, the
As the breeze blew by, the reed leaves made a rustling sound. Accompanied by the high and low moans of the woman being played with by the man, this sight brings one back to nature, and both the man and the woman return to their primitive animal natures.
A man and a woman copulating in nature, so pure that only natural sex remains. I enjoy that sexual pleasure of a woman with my eyes closed in the man’s touch.
Suddenly my husband stopped moving and I opened my eyes and looked at him, wondering what was happening.
Hubby said you look over there, said while pointing to the parked Audi. See a middle-aged man with his left arm around the waist of a young woman, left hand carrying a large travel bag, the woman’s head snuggled in the man’s shoulder, hobbling towards the Audi.
It seemed as if she was still talking as she walked. The girl was wearing a halter neck sleeveless top that left her entire back almost bare, a short crimson skirt, and a pair of high heeled sandals on her feet. A head of black hair and white skin. It was a pretty girl.
Hubby gave a bad laugh and glanced at me. My woman’s intuition told me that the man and the woman might have just been in a sexual storm. From the way the girl was walking, it was obvious that she had just been caressed by a man’s madness.
I don’t know what their relationship is, but it’s very unlike a couple.
My husband and I stayed quietly in the car, watching the pair open the door, get in, start, and drive away.
I thought in my heart, my husband is also likely to have inserted the color flag here to engage in other women, otherwise how do you know such a good place to cheat. The heart is sour and not flavorful. Women are silly about men.
It’s better to take a man’s word on whether he’s out there flying the colorful flag than to take his word for it. I’m no different. I think again that if my husband has planted a colored flag in this wonderful wilderness, he’s planting a red flag here today.
That’s still a big deal to me as a red flag. I’ll make sure that my husband will give me a good plug later on. I will also show my husband that an old red flag is just as colorful as a colorful flag.
After the episode earlier, my excitement was gone. Hubby’s JJ is also soft.
Hubby took my left hand and put it on his soft JJ, and I gently gripped it smoothly and slowly rubbed it. Holding my beloved toy, I felt that my husband was still mine, and my heart overflowed with satisfaction.
Hubby whispered to me, “Honey, can you give me a gripe?” At the same time there was a pleading look in his eyes. I have given my husband KJ a number of times, but every time at home I gave him KJ only after I washed him.
But I didn’t wash it today and I hesitated. Then I thought that my husband had just showered last night and wouldn’t be too dirty today. Then I thought if it’s a colorful flag there’s no reason to wash it and then KJ. I’m also looking for the feeling of cheating today.
I nodded and said, “Who made me your wife, my body is all yours to play with. But you are also mine and you can only play with me.”
Hubby said happily, “Don’t worry, there is such a flirtatious woman as your wife, seducing me to want to plug you every day, that there is still energy to find other women. I guarantee that all these good things of mine will flow into your body alone, and will never be given to other women.”
Hubby stepped out of the car and let me out as well. Hubby sat in the passenger seat and backed his pants and underwear down to his knees, leaving his soft JJ completely exposed. I stood outside the car and leaned down and gently took the root of hubby’s jock in my right hand and
The feeling of taking most of the JJ into my mouth and slowly twisting it with my tongue as the soft JJ rolled around in my mouth was familiar and exciting. But today it felt like there was a salty flavor that wasn’t usually there… I can’t say it was disgusting…
But there was something new and exciting about it, maybe that’s what men taste like. Having a man’s jock in my mouth with my eyes looking around at the lush green natural scenery was new and exciting, and had a very different feeling than giving a man a KJ at home.
I spit the saliva in my mouth onto the grass and then continued to suck on the man’s JJ, which tasted a little better. Continuing to suck and savor the man’s JJ. the JJ slowly got bigger, thicker and harder in my mouth. Hubby laying back in his seat.
Enjoying the pleasure the woman was giving him, he let out grunts of huh from time to time. I had been dripping love juice down there and could feel my water trickling down my thighs.
I also felt some fishy, salty liquid coming out of the man’s jock in my mouth, and I knew it wasn’t cum yet, but I spit it and my saliva onto the grass anyway. I am particularly disgusted by men leaking semen into women’s mouths.
Mouth sucking the man’s JJ, teasing my spring heart, the bottom of the itch, longing for the man’s JJ hard into the inside. I raised my head and saw my husband’s thick dick standing up there, peculiarly seductive.
I lifted my skirt, one bare thigh across my husband’s legs, and sat down on his lap, receiving the other leg into the car and closing the door. With my right hand, I pulled on the pull handle above the car door and lifted my ass.
Taking my husband’s JJ in my left hand, I moved it around my hips looking for my YD opening. Wow, I found it, I slowly sat down and my husband’s thick JJ immediately filled my YD with rising comfort.
It’s like the feeling of a little kid looking forward to eating one of their favorite treats and finally getting it in their mouth. Normally at home when I ride my husband and do it it’s natural, relaxed and crazy.
But now in the reed pond next to the car to do the heart of the sudden, afraid of someone over, afraid of being seen by others, how embarrassing ah. It’s the same as stealing a man. The car is also very short, the head can not lift up.
It is difficult to move your hips up and down significantly, so you can only sit and draw circles. Hubby’s JJ also draw circles in it, although there is no feeling of electricity, but there is also pleasure, especially looking at the scenery outside the car window is more interesting.
Hubby lay there beautifully enjoying the pleasure my flesh brought him, and his hands kept rubbing my two breasts. I did this for a long while, and my husband’s JJ was still hard and not cumming.
I got a little tired and remained sitting on top of JJ, my body stopped writhing and I started contracting the muscles in my YD in bursts, clamping my B to my husband’s JJ and sucking on it.
Hubby said, “Honey, you’re such a slutty wannabe, and you’re so good in the B. You pinch men beautifully!”
“Come down and rest for a while.”
“I’ll be sure to think of a good way to satisfy you later.”
I got off of my husband and took Kleenex out of my carry bag and I wiped my husband’s bottom clean. I gave my husband a couple of Kleenex and he lifted up my skirt and wiped my bottom clean, too.
Today was special, and I also felt a rush of excitement as my husband wiped the goo from my bottom, a surge of electricity going straight through my body. The two of us sat in the car with the door open, looking around at the quiet reeds of the
Bathing in the pleasant breeze, I recalled the scene of ML just now. By the way there was no orgasm only pleasure, somewhat imperfect. But it was also very exciting. It’s nothing like ML at home.
Doing it here is always a wobbly, wobbly, wobbly thing. I’m scared and eager. That’s probably what it’s like to be wild.
I looked at my husband and saw that his crotch pants were pushed up by his JJ, I touched it with my hand and my husband’s JJ was still hard there. I thought to myself that my husband hadn’t had his fun yet. So I said to my husband, “Brother, why don’t I lie down on the back seat and you fuck me again!”
Hubby said, “I especially want to get you outside on the grass, but I’m afraid of people bumping into me, I must find a good place.” After that, my husband started the car, closed the door, backed up, turned, and drove toward the place where the Audi had just been parked.
Hubby pulled up near where the Audi had just parked, stopped the car, and turned off the engine. Told me, “Wait for me in the car for a while, I’ll go out and take a look.” Hubby walked back and forth along the edge of the reed pond and disappeared into the reeds a while later.
After about 20 minutes or so, my husband appeared out of nowhere and came to the car, with a glint of excitement in his eye, and happily told me, “Honey, I found a paradise.”
My husband opened the front and back doors and took out the three plastic foot mats from the car and patted the dirt on them. Then he picked up the big towel spread on the back seat and shoved it into my hand. He said to me, “Honey, come on, let’s go to that paradise with me.”
After my husband locked the car, I carried my bag and curiously and obediently followed him, and walked forward along the water’s edge of the reed pond for about 30 meters or so and found that there was a very narrow path like a ridge leading to the inside of the reed pond.
After following the path towards the depths of the reed pond for not too long, only to see that the front opened up and a meadow of about a hundred or ten square meters appeared. On the grass grew a piece of weeds more than half a foot high, with some unknown wildflowers, and all around the grass grew reeds close to two people high.
We walked along the edge of the meadow and realized that the only path leading out was the one we had taken on our way here. This is really a beautiful place full of natural flavor, but also a good place for a rendezvous. I couldn’t help but snuggle into my husband’s arms.
Wrapping my arms around my husband’s waist, I raised my head and sent my lips to my husband, who also lowered his head deeply and pushed his tongue into my mouth, the two tongues twisting together. I closed my eyes and enjoyed my husband’s kisses, my hands clasped tightly around my husband, the
My plump, soft breasts squeezed tightly against my husband’s firm chest, and I was so desperate to melt into him.
I was so flaccid and full of blankness. I don’t know how long I stayed like this. My mind gradually returned from heaven to earth. It was blissful, it seemed like years since we had kissed like this. I felt my husband’s rapid breathing and knew that he was also excited.
I love my husband and he loves me. This is what women approaching middle age especially beg for.
I let go of my husband. My husband picked up the plastic footrests that had fallen on the ground and found a relatively flat spot on the grass to spread them out in a single line. Then he came back to me and picked up the large towel that I had just dropped on the ground and laid it on the plastic mats.
Then returned to me to pick up the bag I had just dropped on the grass and gently picked me up, as if I were his beloved son, and slowly walked over to the large towel that had been laid out, and gently flattened me onto the laid out towel.
Said fondly, “I love you darling.”
I lay comfortably on the grass, the sun in the sky shone so brightly that I couldn’t open my eyes, so I had to look sideways at the grass beside me, this was probably the first time I had laid down on the grass and looked at weeds up close since I was old enough to do so, and it was very refreshing.
What a beautiful sight to see the fruits of a few weeds like little ears of wheat swaying in the wind above me, looking through the grass at the blue sky and a single white cloud.
Knowing that in a few moments my husband was going to be looking for that pleasure in my body that only a woman can give him, I lifted my skirt to let him get a good look at my still attractive keto body.
I felt my long, well-proportioned thighs, snow-white tummy and tantalizing private parts all exposed to the light of day, a veritable light of day.
It was the first time in my life that I exposed my private parts to the sunlight, which was new and exciting. The sun was warming my private parts, and the breeze was blowing through my thighs, which were a little cooler from my love juices, and it was very pleasant. I curled my legs up a little and
With my feet on the grass, my thighs were spread as far apart as possible to the sides, exposing my private parts even more. I know my husband especially appreciates this look on me.
I envisioned the scene around me at that moment while expecting a man’s favor: the field, deep in the reed ponds, the green carpet of grass, the blue sky, the white clouds, the brilliant sunlight, a beautifully shaped woman lying in the grass with her lower body completely naked.
What a fascinating, heart-thumping, overwhelming view for a man.
I was alone with my leisure thoughts when I felt my husband kneel between my legs, felt him peel himself onto my body, felt a somewhat cool soft yet hard stick slowly thrust into me, and
Immediately a ray of pleasure spread throughout my body, I tenderly embraced my husband’s strong body. Hubby’s JJ in my bottom suddenly and slowly thrusting, a burst of pleasure also from the bottom of you spread to the whole body.
Hubby sped up his thrusts, and my bottom twitched involuntarily, my hips thrusting upwards to meet Hubby’s jock, my mouth open, moaning. Hubby stuck his tongue in my mouth, and I immediately sucked frantically.
My husband’s JJ was poking my private parts hard from below, my husband’s tongue was poking in my mouth from above, my whole body was being pressed by my husband, and my flesh was completely possessed by my husband. I am being deeply loved by my husband.
The whole body and mind are filled with the feeling of happiness. Feel the spirit gradually hazy, feel the whole body gradually floated upward, floating around in the air, there is an indescribable comfort, I died wrapped around my husband’s waist, for fear of falling down.
I don’t know how long it took to realize that I was back on the ground, lying in the grass.
Heard my husband’s sharp gasp and saw his head slumped against my shoulder, eyes closed. Felt my husband’s jock still hard against my B, resting there as if he hadn’t ejaculated yet.
Seeing a lot of sweat beads on my husband’s head, some heartache husband. Hard work under the sun to fuck me, I lay down below without moving and enjoyed great pleasure, or to be a woman is good.
I reached out my hands and fumbled in the grass beside me, trying to find my carry bag, ready to get paper to wipe my husband’s sweat. My husband saw my hands moving and asked me what I was doing. I said I was looking for my bag to get some paper to wipe your sweat.
Hubby reached over and took the carry bag from the grass in front of my head and put it in my hand. I took out a Kleenex and gently wiped the beads of sweat from my husband’s forehead as he enjoyed his wife’s caress.
Hubby’s robust and heavy body pressed on my petite driven body, the two bodies tightly together, feeling that my husband is mine, I am also my husband. My excitement rose again, bitchy voice and husband said: “brother, I still want”.
Hubby gave me a kiss on the cheek and said, “I’ll give it to you right here.” Hubby slid one hand up to my privates and dipped his thumb in my oozing goo and stroked my clit.
Hubby’s JJ in the bottom of the continuous thrusting, clitoris brought pleasure in the whole body has not yet dissipated, YD from the pleasure and filled the whole body, the stimulation wave after wave of impact on me, and soon came to an orgasm.
Trembling, her body twisted and turned, her head popped up, against the grass, her whole body meeting her husband with a single thrust. The whole body can not say whether it is excited or painful, just stimulated by the electric current can not stand a little.
I knew this was a case of saying that my husband wouldn’t listen to anything, but still vaguely screamed, “Brother, I can’t take it anymore.” “Brother, you’re killing me!” Begging, “Brother, spare me!” .
Hubby continued to fuck me ferociously. At this point I felt my mind was particularly aroused, while my body was struggling in pain, my hands were clutching my husband’s shirt, and I was tearing at his shoulders with my mouth like crazy, the
It was as if my body was being fucked to hell by my husband. It felt like a long time had passed like this, wishing for it to be over soon while at the same time wishing that this soul-crushing agony would be prolonged for a little while longer.
I slowly felt the heady excitement diminish and I was back from hell to earth. I was lying on the floor, drenched in sweat and slightly cooled by the breeze. I felt that my husband’s JJ was still hard in my B. I felt that my husband’s JJ was still hard.
It didn’t seem to be cumming yet. Hubby gasped as he peeled himself off my body. I gasped too.
Hubby is very good at playing with women, he will control the rhythm, can keep a long time without ejaculation. It was years ago, my husband was often in high spirits, every 10 days and half a month, so I tossed and turned for an hour or so.
After finishing the front, he would do the back, and every time, he would make me paralyzed on the bed like a piece of mud before he finished. My husband was very tired after every fuck, but we were both very satisfied. I appreciate my husband’s passion.
I’m willing to endure the near-madness of my husband’s ravages on me, and I feel more inseparable from him after each time he tosses me around. I love my husband.
I think how rich and beautiful meal every day will get tired of eating, my husband has been eating this dish for more than 10 years, it has long been leftovers, that there is no not tired of it. Hubby wants to make my leftovers taste better, that’s why he dragged me here, the
Turning leftovers into a picnic with new flavors. Hubby ate it with gusto and devoured it. It shows that my husband still loves me and I am grateful to him. In the future, I’m going to think of new ways to make my leftovers into dishes that my husband will love.
Hubby lay on top of me to rest for a while, and then came to the spirit, his JJ in my bottom a moment rhythmic gentle thrusting, a moment of fast and hard thrusting, I was my husband dry all over the body, tingling.
My waist kept twisting and my mouth grunted and screamed. Hubby used one hand to support himself, and the other hand reached to my private parts to vigorously buckle my clitoris, which was like a high-voltage power supply continuously emitting a beam of electric current shocked my whole body in various places, and the clitoris was like a high-voltage power supply continuously emitting a beam of electric current.
His whole body spasmed and he was breathing heavily. I can’t say whether it was extreme excitement or a million pains. Suddenly I felt the JJ that was thrusting rapidly underneath me, pushing hard against the depths of my B, also convulsing, and I was somewhat in a trance, feeling that my body would be thrown into the clouds for a while, the
A moment and fell into the abyss of ten thousand feet, suddenly everything is calm, calm as if all the things around, including myself disappeared, no on the feeling, a blank 。。。。。
I don’t know how long it was, but it seemed as if someone in the sky was calling my name, and there was blackness before my eyes, and I couldn’t feel my limbs, and there was no horror, but only extreme pleasurable pleasure.
It was as if the voice calling my name was getting louder and louder, and the darkness in front of me gradually receded, taking on an orange-red color. I felt that the breath that had been held in my chest for a long time was slowly exhaled, unusually relieved.
I heard the rustle of the wind blowing the reeds again, and felt that I was back in the meadow lying in my husband’s arms, with a blood-red color in my eyes, a little soreness in my back, some soreness in my spans, and no strength at all in my aching body.
It felt like my husband’s JJ was still inside me, soft like a meat worm snail there, wet at the base of my thighs and under my ass, and my husband was on top of me, kissing my cheeks over and over.
I struggled to open my eyes, and the strong sunlight made me quickly close them again, tilting my head to the side in the process. I heard my husband say joyfully, “Honey, you’re awake!”
I said, “What just happened to me?”
Hubby said, “I’m sorry, I wish I could, I just made you pass out.”
I said, “It’s just that I felt so comfortable, I didn’t feel like passing out.”
Hubby said, “Silly girl, to pass out is to be unconscious, how can you know that for yourself.”
I said, “How long was it out.”
Hubby said: “I am on top of you, to shoot inside when, has been in the waves screaming you suddenly no sound. I hurriedly shook you, shouted at you, no response, but I was anxious, but fortunately not after 5, 6 minutes you woke up.
I said, “I’m fine, I’m fine. Maybe you fucked me too long today.”
Hubby said, “In any case, it’s only 20 minutes, not more than half an hour at the most. Sometimes at home it takes this long and nothing happens. Maybe you were a little too excited and nervous about being in the middle of nowhere today. I’m glad you’re okay.”
I think my husband was afraid that I would blame him for making it shorter on purpose. I am glad that my husband is so old and still so fierce, but I am also blessed.
Hubby got up off of me and wiped the goo off of his jock with a towel on the floor. A breeze blew by and I got a little cool at the base of my thighs and my ass there. I said hubby you wipe me there too.
Hubby grabbed a towel and said as he gently wiped there, “Honey, you’re flowing quite a bit today.”
I slowly sat up from the grass, my back a little sore and my thighs a little numb, thinking that my husband was crazy enough today.
I took my husband’s hand and stood up. Smoothed out the blouse and skirt, which had pressed out some pleats in the back, and made to lay it flat for a moment. Picked up the bag on the floor. Walked a few steps feel also some hobbling, my husband gathered up the ground plastic foot pads and large towels, one hand building my waist, my head snuggled in my husband’s shoulder, slowly walking toward the reed pond outside.
Sitting in the car, my husband lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly, and I could see that he was also a little tired today. Some more mucus came out of my YD, and some of it stuck to my thighs, sticky and uncomfortable.
I carefully wiped it clean with a Kleenex and padded it with a couple of Kleenex pads. I fondly told my husband, “Brother, you’re still so great, you’ve fucked me so much that I’m really a little bit mesmerized, and tossed me around so much that I really want to stop and die. Brother, what do you think of me, okay?” Hubby said, “Honey, you’re still so beautiful, so wave, so seductive, when you lift up your skirt, let me see you underneath, I want to fuck you, want to hold back can’t hold back.”
In the car rested for a while, my husband said it is now almost 12 o’clock, find a place to eat. I said I’d better go home, I’m sticky and want to take a shower. Besides, I felt very uncomfortable walking down the street with no panties and an empty skirt.
How embarrassing in case your wife’s baby shows someone else.
Hubby said, “Okay, drive home.”