By lilynight 2011/12/15
A long time did not write, because I have seen a lot of masters of the color text, really do not know how to write to more impress your friends, I feel that the color text should be written so that the people watching the burning impulse is good. A few days ago, my mother-in-law went back to her mother’s home to stay for a few days because of something, and the long night was difficult, after shooting two tubes of Acacia water and smoking off a few packs of depressed cigarettes, I finally wrote a little bit of what I had in mind.
To tell the truth, and longing to see the mother-in-law was loved by several men, of course, in moderation, not rude, oh, the writing is not good, I do not know if I can write what you wish, bear with me to see it!
By the way, I also need to bother the hospital friends who know how to layout, I am really too stupid, thanks.
introduction
”Honey, let the kids stay at Grandma’s for the weekend!”
”Why?”
”Seeing as you’re so tired these days, let’s go out and relax.” I clutched her plump breasts from behind
Squeeze harder.
”You’re not up to something again, are you?” My wife twisted her body to break free from my entanglement while she put the dish
Down to the saute pan.
”You don’t like my spooky ideas?” I simply slipped my hand into her pajama pants from behind and rubbed the
The channel’s fascinating slit.
”Go on, the kids will see it later, nuts.” My wife gasped and yanked my hand out, twisting her hips
Cooking to go.
Program
On the weekend, after dinner, I urged my wife to change her clothes.
”What are you wearing?” The wife pouted.
I nimbly picked up a few pieces of clothing from my closet that I had planned long ago and urged her to change into them.
”The neckline is so low, you can only wear it at home. Also, this dress is too see-through.” The wife made a final resistance
Resist.
”Please, didn’t we agree to go and relax? In a bar, dressing too rustic makes people laugh.”
”Going to a bar? How expensive!” The wife ranted as she grabbed the pieces of clothing and put them on.
”Can’t I just treat you? I’m bleeding today.”
”No, this dress is too revealing, how can I go out?”
Following the voice and looking at my wife in front of the dressing mirror, my nosebleed erupted and it turned out to be more than I had envisioned
It’s even more wonderful.
The lycra-textured bra perfectly gathered the woman’s ample breasts together, making that career line so deep it was just
Like the Grand Canyon of Colorado in the United States, the two lace ruffles on the front of the silk blouse set off her breasts higher and higher.
shrugged, and the deep opening of the neckline left almost half of those beautiful breasts exposed, as if at any moment they might spring from the inside to the
In the palm of your hand, the sleeveless design is the finishing touch, and the shaved armpits can show her mature woman’s charm.
Flavor.
Below my wife’s waist was a long, diagonally cut white skirt, actually just above the knee, with a soft, flowing texture that was very
It hides a woman’s slightly bulging belly well. I got this dress from the internet after spending a long time finding
At first glance it looks ordinary, and the secret is not revealed until it is exposed to very strong daylight or light, when it is almost a half
Sheer as it was, I could almost imagine someone else spewing fire when they saw my wife’s little t-pants.
”No problem, I just want to see them watch and dry off.” I grabbed a thin windbreaker and draped it over her
on her body, kissing her deeply on the lips as he did so.
”Fuck you.” Two red clouds drifted up the wife’s cheeks, and she smoothly lifted the gold open-toed sandals
Sleeve over your feet.
desire
”Honey, you’re stunning tonight.” I pressed my head to the woman’s ear and blew on one of her
Legs were lifted onto my legs and gently stroked.
”Lack of virtue, let’s be seen.” The wife pulled at the hem of her stretched out skirt as she shielded her eyes from the rearview mirror.
Ri’s sight, while nudging toward the driver’s side.
When I think of the shocked and anxious look in the eyes of the rental uncle when he saw the delicate scenery in my wife’s trench coat, my rod
Just as hard as I could get, I kissed deeply into my wife’s lips. The woman tried to struggle out of my arms at first
bend, soon surrendered under my fire-like sucking, letting his legs fall wide open, letting his front
The older man in the row watched me caress her pussy through her thin T pants, letting my own love juices wet a little bit of
My finger.
”Uh, ahem! Sir, Bar Street is here.”
”Oh!” I pulled my panting wife headlong into the curb lights, ignoring the
Dao looked surprised.
start talking to end an awkward silence or embarrassing situation
”Dusty Road is a semi-slow-rock bar, the kind of bar that plays a little slow music and a little fast-paced dance.
The curvy look of the post-modern industrial-style décor makes the writhing men and women inside seem passionate.
I pulled my wife to sit at the bar and ordered her a Flaming Lips and I asked for a Passion Martini.
My wife had never been to a place like this before and was curious about everything, looking around haughtily. I, on the other hand, pursed my lips while
wine, while surveying the red men and women on the dance floor.
There weren’t a lot of people today, only a dozen pairs of hugging figures slowly writhing under the ambiguous light, beside the
There were two other groups on the side couches, one also a pair of men and women in their thirties hiding in the corner and whispering;
A set of but three or four hairy young man in the spell of beer, handsome face has long been alcohol burned red, but the
Still dying to preserve the dignity of manhood.
”The lady doesn’t come this way often, does she?” The bartender’s question pulled me back to my wife’s side.
”First time.” Turns out it was the bartender who saw me leaving my wife out to dry and came to strike up a conversation.
”I said, you look new, if you think our environment is good, come here to do. I’m not going to lie.
We have a lot of backgrounds here.”
”Fuck, this kid treats my wife like a lady.” I couldn’t help but feel angry and funny, so I wanted to have a fit.
Instead, he turned his eyes to see a pair of his wife’s beautiful breasts pressed against the bar, bursting with pins, and understood the bartender’s misunderstanding.
The high barstool stretched the woman’s legs to a slender length, so that only her toes could point gracefully at the floor, but the skirt of the
Tightly taut on her rounded buttocks, her wife’s upper body unconsciously straightened and slumped against the bar, her curly hair hanging
At the edge of Ruxia’s cheeks, the flirtatiousness of a mature woman was revealed.
”Let’s go over there!” I pointed toward a set of couches in the corner, which was almost dimly lit.
Initial
As I swept the woman across the dance floor, I had already noticed several eyes nagging at my wife.
”Honey, you’re beautiful.” I pulled the woman deeper into the couch.
”Fuck you, it’s getting old.”
”Mature women have the best flavor.” I teased as I took my wife’s hand.
”You’re just a mouthful.” My wife leaned her head on my shoulder.
”You’re the prettiest one in my heart.”
”Uh-huh.”
”These days you company home both sides of the care, I can not help, hard work.”
Clearly moved, the woman took my head and pushed the tip of her tongue into my mouth. I kissed her deeply and
gently caressing her legs, slowly letting the hem of her skirt slide up to her waist, lighting half her plump buttocks on the glittering
In the spotlight.
”No.” My wife struggled to sit up and straighten her clothes, but I pressed her down against the back of the couch.
”Honey, I want to.” I gazed into her eyes and saw hesitation and lust.
”I love to see that rush of color when someone looks at you, it’s really, really exciting, you touch it.” I took the old
My wife’s hand pressed between my legs and the woman couldn’t help but rub it.
”No one knows us here, so let’s just get excited and I’ll love you later when we get home.”
My wife closed her eyes and her taut body fell softly into my arms for a moment, but her breathing became rapid.
I unbuttoned my pants and the woman’s hand snaked in, clutching my rod like a life-saving
Straw. I sucked hard on her tongue and kneaded her half ass as hard as I could. My wife’s lust quickly
Mobilized by me, I pushed my chest out hard and gasped in response to my deep kisses.
I surreptitiously scanned the crowd around me, and many eyes had already glanced this way, especially those of the hairy
The head lad, no longer sparring, stole glances this way now and then, whispering and laughing about something all the while.
”Something more exciting.” My rod seemed to explode as my wife rubbed it, burning with lust
Makes me bold too.
I enjoyed the woman’s tongue while spreading her legs wide apart, even though our side was wine
The darkest corners of the bar and such a luscious scene would have attracted countless glances ignited by alcohol and lust.
The light t-pants were pulled into a thin line as I nestled them deep into the sweet slit, the light brown lips of my pussy facing the
Stretching freely on either side, it was like a sinful lily blooming in the night. My wife had never been in such a public
fit to expose her sex, hysterical indulgence wrapped in intense shame that made her lower body quiver gently, the
Soon a glimmer of crystallized lust juice hung at the lower end of the stamen, beautiful as morning dew.
I suppressed the desire to thrust my finger deep, knowing how much her empty pussy wanted to be firmly
Filling, in order for your wife to receive a more indulgent game, requires slowing down the pace a bit at the right time.
blasphemy
”Come on, let’s go dance for a while.” My drunken wife let me stagger and pull her onto the dance floor, and it was only after Shu
leaning on my shoulder in the slow slow motion. I just caressed her waist, as the haze of people around me
Slowly spinning in circles.
After a while I began to kiss lightly the sensitive area behind her ear, and then a little up the woman’s neck
Points of kisses down, and finally bit her earlobe, gently sucking. My wife’s lust was going nowhere, and she was being
I teased, raising my head with eyes closed in search of my lips as my lower body pushed hard against my rod
over, looking for the thrill of touch.
I kissed deeply, sliding my hands up to her plump ass and gently rubbing them. The kisses grew more and more passionate and
The strokes were also getting harder and harder, while the woman enjoyed the burning desire that was being transmitted from the man’s hand on her ass.
I pushed my wife and slowly slid deeper into the bar, pacing haphazardly as we danced closer to our seats.
There were hardly any drinkers in the place, except the big boys in the seats next to them who drank beer while now and then
The time to look at us.
”I want to fuck you.” The carnal whisper made the woman even more passionate and hard, hooking her hands around my neck and
Sucking hard on the tip of my tongue as if she was gulping down my rod.
My wife’s long skirt was also lifted up from behind by me, and her white ass trembled shyly in the dim light.
Shaking, I rose to the pleasure of the soft flesh of my buttocks contorting and then stretching in my palms, the pleasure of the self
The silent catharsis of his heart’s desire. My wife only focuses on kissing me forgetfully, not realizing that her lower body has been
Such unbridled exposure to the air.
At that moment I looked over my shoulder and realized that one of the four boys was gesticulating something at me, and the dim light made the nearness of the
At arm’s length we couldn’t really see each other very well. I slowly turned a little closer to their side, dragging my wife
Realizing that the boy was pointing at his wife’s ass, he gave his thumb up. A rush of heat immediately went through my brain
pouch straight to the hard prick, and almost about to ejaculate, having his woman’s bottom so close on display in the
It was really exciting to be in front of a strange man, or something we had never tried before.
I smiled at them, raised my right hand and made a nice “V”.
”Who are you greeting?”
”Those students, they think you have a nice ass.”
”Ah!” The wife then realized that the scenery under her skirt had been seen to the fullest by the man behind her, and panicked as she tried to
To break my arm and drop my skirt.
”Don’t, it won’t hurt to look.” I grabbed my wife’s hand and put it on my own backside and covered her with both hands
of her ass pulled hard against herself, her hard prick pressed against her soft belly, expressing to the woman an undeniable
of desire.
”You’re crazy.” My wife’s head leaned against my chest, her eyes closed as she whispered, a teardrop from the suddenly
Flash slipped out between her lashes.
”It’s just a game, isn’t it?” I gently sucked up the tear and sought out her hot lips, placing the tip of my tongue
Tenaciously, I pushed in. My wife struggled gently for a few moments and soon began to respond to my kisses with a fragrant tongue
and I stirred and tangled with each other in each other’s mouths, as if we had let go of that long held on in our own hearts
Traditional thinking and reserve.
I slowly turned my wife toward the young men, and stood almost right in front of them, behind me
It was the other dancers, all unaware of what was going on here because of the obstructed view.
I continued to show them my wife’s beautiful ass, and they got a truer look at the woman’s naked bottom, the
All four of them gave us the thumbs up on both hands at the same time, which fueled the fire inside me even more. I simply pulled both hands from the
wife’s T-pants and burrowed underneath, rubbing her asshole with one hand while the middle finger of one hand slid smoothly into her
The pussy, already drenched in water, slowly pumped in and out.
The woman let out a soft moan and shuddered slightly, almost just going limp against me. My wife’s narrow
The T-pants had long been stretched to one side, and the plump buttocks, plump pussy lips, and juicy pussy were completely exposed to the public.
Exposed to the four pairs of eyes across the room that were almost ready to spit fire.
As I slowly pumped my fingers in my wife’s honey hole, I pointed the woman’s ass toward them and
Another caressing gesture was made. The four men looked at each other, unable to believe the gesture they were seeing, so I
Did it again, and this time they confirmed my intentions and started jumping on the bandwagon.
”Honey, they want to touch you.”
”Hmm?” The woman didn’t understand.
”They want to touch your ass.”
”Fuck you, no.” My wife panted her refusal.
”Just pretend you don’t know, it’ll be fine.” I gave my finger two quick twitches in her pussy and
The wife fell silent.
I pointed to one of them and beckoned, and he quickly stepped up beside us, hesitantly putting his hand
Putting it on his wife’s bare ass, he saw that the woman didn’t resist and rubbed it hard.
The body of my wife in my arms shuddered gently, became a little stiff, and only buried her head deep in my chest, the
The hot exhaled breath hit my chest through my thin shirt and tickled me. I then accelerated the movement of my fingers
work, the woman’s ass pushed outward, moaning lowly as if to meet the boy’s caresses.
”First.” I whispered in my wife’s ear, and at once a hot stream of juices slid down my finger
Falling down.
”Second.”
”The third.”
”Fourth.”
At my command, the four boys took turns stroking my wife’s ass, and one of them even put a finger up her
Asshole. Each time I chimed in the next number in my wife’s ear, the woman’s moans became more urgent, the hot, wet
The vagina would also involuntarily clamp down on my fingers.
At last the graceful music came to an end with a gesture of thanks from the boys, when I sprang a
an even bolder thought, thrusting his hands from the woman’s waistband to the edge of his T pants, and tugging them downward in one smooth motion, as if
was lowering his wife’s skirt, but the tiny pants slid down the woman’s thighs to the floor in one motion. The old
My mother-in-law looked at me in surprise and was a bit overwhelmed, not knowing whether to pick it up and put it on or pretend she didn’t know.
”Leave it alone, someone will pick it up.” I dragged my wife back to her seat and looked back to see four boys raping the
There was a sexual interest in playing with something.
conversation
I raised my hand toward the bar, “B52and Lamborghini.”
Within moments, two cocktails with dazzling flames flickering were brought to our table.
”It’s beautiful!” My wife leaned over me.
”None of them are as beautiful as you are tonight.” I kissed her hair lightly as I caressed the woman’s bare
of the shoulders.
”You’re such a pervert.” The wife pouted and looked over at the young men, “Those panties are expensive.”
”Fool, being taken by a pretty boy is worth its weight in gold!”
”Fuck you.” The woman pinched my thigh.
”Honey, I love you.”
”I know.” The wife drained her glass of gorgeous liquor, curled up on her side on the couch and
Head resting on my rod.
I lifted the hem of her skirt from behind, her large ass glistening seductively, her two fat pussy lips tightly
Clamped between her thighs, wet as a bud in the morning dew.
”Do you recognize those guys?”
”Don’t recognize it.” I pressed my finger hard against her asshole, each stroke just going in and sliding off
Come out.
”You didn’t set this day up, did you?”
”No, I just wanted us to relax today, seeing as you’re so stressed out these days.” My fingers.
It had plunged into her honeyed slit, slowly pumping.
”Honey, I’ve been meaning to ask you, are you happy now that this is happening?”
”I don’t know.” My wife twisted around so I could get a smoother thrust from my finger.
”Think about it before you answer me, I want to hear the truth.”
”I can’t say, it just feels like this year has been a dream, and you’ve taken the worst out of my heart
Dug it out. Uh …… you gently.”
”Fool, it’s not bad, it’s instinctive. It’s something that everyone needs, only it’s being used by ourselves with moral
It’s a lot easier to be tied down to the fact that we can’t always show our sensible side, and it’s a lot easier to be a little bad once in a while. Nope.
Yes?”
”Uh-huh. But you’re not a little bad, you’re a big pervert.” My wife pouted, rubbing the flesh in my pants
Stick, because of the dining table, no one else could see her little gesture.
”What about you, slut or bitch?” I dipped my finger in her nectar and pushed a little bit into her asshole
Mile.
”I am, don’t you love it?”
”I just love letting other men fuck you, I was your first man before and I’ll find you good
Much, much better man. I love you, and that’s what the years make up for!”
”You just know how to talk.”
”You don’t like it? You’ve just been too afraid to face it, and I’m the one who made you let your inner longings out for real
Come on. When we fell in love, I knew that although you were very traditional on the surface, you were a slut on the inside, but just
There is no fire to light.”
I started pumping her asshole and pussy at the same time, only shallowly, to make her “horny”.
”Am I really such a woman?” The woman simply pulled out my rod and clutched and squeezed it in her hand.
”Want some?”
”Think.” My wife began rubbing the tip of her tongue against my prick.
”That’s right, if you want to, say so, there’s no shame in having sex.”
”But you made me do it with so many men.” My wife sucked more and more vigorously.
”What’s wrong with trying more? Didn’t you have fun when your manager fucked you at his desk?”
”Happy. But it was so scary, so scary to have people come in, to have people know, to have him think less of me.
I couldn’t even look up from a meeting after that.”
”Was it more fun than doing it with me?” My cock couldn’t hold back the urge to jet.
”No, it just feels so exciting, I just can’t imagine that someone who is usually so orthodox would ……”
”Would what, seduce you?” I asked. My wife had swallowed my glans whole in her mouth, using a gentle mo
Rubbing the horse’s eye.
”Uh-huh.”
”Fools, men are all the same.”
”He’s sixty.”
”What, he’s not comfortable fucking you?”
”Actually, he’s pretty short each time, but I’m turned on… I think it’s because he’s in the office…
I want to scream but I’m afraid to.”
”That’s just it, I told you office sex was exciting in the first place and you called me on it.”
”Uh-huh.”
”How do you feel now?”
”It’s okay. If he doesn’t let me go at noon one day, I’m kinda ……”
”Slut.” I couldn’t help but insert my finger deep into her anus.
”Isn’t that what you told me to say?” My wife kicked her feet, her long skirt slipping down to her ass in one fell swoop, her white
The legs were bright in the dim light. Not far away the four boys, evidently guessing our movements, rushed this
Edge excitedly raised the bottle.
”Besides, it’s really tiring sometimes. I just got done with him at lunch the other day, and the secretary asked me to go again at the end of the day, the
It haunted me for over two hours, and my legs were weak by the time I got home.”
”Yeah, why haven’t I heard you say that?”
”There’s so much more you haven’t heard!” My wife gently licked my scrotum, and the warmth made me so
Comfortable.
”What else are you hiding from me?”
”Nope.” My wife and woman grabbed my cock and rimmed it quickly in her own mouth.
”Honestly, I want to hear it.” I rubbed her clit.
”Well …… well, last time I traveled, the secretary and the chairman fucked me all night, and as a result, that’s all a little swollen.”
”Ah!” A stream of hot sperm boomed out of my prick, and my wife just tried to duck out of the way, but I held her head down and
Cumming deep in her throat, white juice dripped out down the corners of her mouth.
”Swallow.” I pressed hard against her head.
”Oo…… oo……” The woman struggled gently, but soon surrendered, taking my rod from top to bottom
Sucked clean and looked shiny.
She lifted herself up and planted her lips on mine, “No come on, people aren’t happy yet!”
”Get up, you’ll have fun later.” I pushed her away while shoving my cock back into my pants.
Invitation
”Big brother, can you ask your sister-in-law to dance?” The boys finally pressed on, sending out their most handsome generation
table, clean-cut boy with somewhat curly, slightly frizzy hair, not very tall, white shirt, light blue
of jeans that looked vibrant.
My wife threw an inquiring glance at me, Leslie Cheung had been her idol during her student days, and I had taken this and
She made jokes.
I nodded as the boy took his wife’s hand and flooded the dance floor.
”Big brother, sister-in-law is decent enough.” Somehow the other two boys sat down beside me.
I smiled, “Drinks are on me.”
”At a glance, big brother is a bold person, we’ll thank big brother in advance for taking care of us just now.” The one who spoke was very
Lean, with an angular face that exuded an air of Englishness, and a jewel-blue bodysuit that nicely framed his pecs.
”Mutual benefit, don’t mention it.” I fearfully patted their shoulders, “Where are you students from?”
”Tennessee University, senior year.”
”Almost graduated, right?”
”Aye. No, the four of us are all in the student council and we’re here to get together.” This time, the one who chimed in was a guy in an Adi
Darth’s, solid arms look like they’ve been working out for a long time.
”Big brother, are you still playing later?” The “blue shirt” tried his best to look calm, but he couldn’t hide his eyes.
The thirst in the middle.
”Depends, we’re just trying to be exciting.” I lit a cigarette and threw out a cloud of smoke.
”We’d like to have some fun, too.” “Adidas is a bit impatient, and is hit by a blue shirt.”
Down.
”Haha, got something to say.” I looked straight at them.
”It’s like this, we’d like to open a private room and invite our big brother and sister-in-law to join us for a song.”
”Well, I don’t know if your sister-in-law would like that, I’ll have to listen to what she has to say.”
”I think my sister-in-law would agree. In fact, it’s mostly good that big brother doesn’t mind.” “The blue compassionate man” said to the
I nudged toward the dance floor, saying the word “mind” with deliberate intensity.
It was then that I noticed that at some point the figures around my wife had become two, placing her one in front of the other
It was tightly clamped in the center. The woman closed her eyes and shook her long curly hair to the powerful rhythm, a pair of ripe
The transparent breasts trembled violently up and down, as if they would pop out of the wide neckline at any moment, and the long white dress was in a strong
The spotlights became transparent, the deep grooves and thick pubic hair of the three men revealed as their bodies moved in the wrong direction.
The boy in front of his wife took her constantly swaying waist in his hands, and the two men’s small bellies were tightly subdued in a
up, and the one behind had lifted the hem of his wife’s skirt a little, caressing her thighs, and to the rhythm of the
Nestling his crotch prick tightly into the groove of his wife’s ass under her skirt, he wriggled frantically.
Imagining that my wife’s bare ass under the hem of her skirt was being molested by other men, my recently vented rod was again
Stand up.
”You guys go ahead and I’ll ask her.”
”Thank you big brother.” “Adidas” bounced with excitement.
”Wait, first things first, she can’t be forced if she doesn’t want to.”
”Don’t worry, big brother, we’re all students, and we’ll need big brother’s guidance when the time comes.” “Blue T-shirt” is appropriate.
The responded.
”Uh-huh.”
”We’ll go first, second floor, ‘Sea of Fire’.”
At that moment, the dance music also happened to change to slow rock again, and my wife twisted out of the dimly lit dance floor and leaned down on the sand.
hair, panting heavily, her high breasts rising and falling like waves after a gale.
”Tired?”
”A little dizzy.” The Volga in the B52 was slowly flexing its muscles after all.
”Excited, huh?” I snickered, “Those boys are pretty cool.”
”Not as handsome as you, and not as bad.” My wife jumped up and twisted my nose.
”Not as bad as me? You’re going to get topped through them!”
”Jealous!”
”Jealous? Feel it, is it hard?” I took my wife’s hand.
”I want …… husband.” The woman pouted.
”Then let’s go.”
”Up where?”
”You mean that?” I teased her on purpose.
My wife subconsciously looked to the side, which was already empty.
”Haven’t you twisted enough?”
”Fuck you, just wanted to dance some more.” The wife hid the disappointment in her eyes.
”Let’s go to the second floor then.”
”What’s up there?”
”Find a private room and let’s dance.”
”It’s expensive, better go home!”
”It’s okay.” I pulled her along and walked across the dimly lit dance floor to the private room on the second floor.