What I just posted seems a little off, so I’ll try another one. If you don’t like it, stop here; if you like it, give a cheer!
My husband was so crazy, I was sweating from him.
“AH… AH… AH…” I was screaming at the top of my lungs.
I can’t help it, it’s too cozy, I have to post it.
“Oh… ah… oh…” Finally, my panting husband couldn’t restrain himself any longer, and he pressed his whole body on top of mine, his hands tightly wrapped around my bare back even as his fingernails pinched into my flesh, and his hips tensed up even more tightly and pressed down even harder, with his big cock fully inserted into me. inside me, as if he wanted to shove even his two hairy, ugly balls inside me.
Although I was almost exhausted, but at this critical moment, it seems that there is a nameless force, and inside really itchy and hot and hard to endure Oh! I can’t, oh, no matter, I don’t blame you for saying I’m slutty or not, I’m really starting to get slutty. My legs spread wide and wrapped tightly around my man’s legs, my hands tightly wrapped around his buttocks, my body tensed up and pushed up against him, my mouth screaming like crazy, my man’s strong body crushing me to the point where I couldn’t breathe…
Here it comes… the most exciting moment of my life! My man’s whole body shook as his cock convulsed inside me, shooting a stream of semen from the tip of his glans into my innermost being.
Ahh! My body spasmed and my head briefly passed out! My fingernails also pinched into the thick flesh of my husband’s ass, and unconsciously I took a bite of the flesh between his shoulder and breast!
“Ah…” The man finished his final stroke with a loud cry, and he collapsed onto my fleshy body…
The man had just gotten off of me when the bedroom door was opened and it was my daughter. Oh. – Oh! That was a close one, how embarrassing it would have been if my husband had been mad at me a little longer and my daughter had caught him in the act.
“Mommy, I heard you screaming, are you sick? Auntie said to see a doctor if you’re sick.”
I must have gotten so carried away during the beating that my daughter heard my slutty chants. My daughter is 5 years old and knows how to care for her mom. She thought I was sick.
The good thing about this moment was that we had picked up the quilt that we had stomped to the ground during our earlier frenzy and covered ourselves with it, so we were still entwined naked, even though my husband was still holding me from behind. My husband’s hands were still colorfully circling my ribs, touching my breasts and kneading the tips, but not so much as to be noticed by my daughter.
“Oh my sweet girl, mommy didn’t scream, mommy is fine, no need to worry, go back to sleep baby.” I was stalling my daughter.
But my daughter had already come to our bed, she looked at my face: “Mom, you’re lying, you just screamed so loudly, I was woken up by you, you must be sick, you are difficult to scream. Look, your head is covered with water. Mommy, is it raining? The teacher said children will catch a cold if they let the rain get them wet. Mom, is it raining? How come I’m not wet?”
Oh, my daughter is a tough one, just like her father. My good daughter, she doesn’t understand that she doesn’t only scream when she’s in pain, she screams when she’s in great pain, and she screams even more.
“My good boy, it’s okay mommy and it’s not raining, go to sleep.”
“No! Mom, it must be raining or you wouldn’t have wet hair. Huh, Dad’s not wet after all? Oh, I know, it’s dad who rains on you, right? Oh, Papa makes it rain, good Papa, I want you to make it rain too, you make it rain, you make it…”
I angrily slanted a glance at my husband, and said in my heart: “It’s all your fault, you have to be so cruel, and make people so wave, and you see how embarrassing it is now.”
“Oh!” My husband whimpered, he was so bad that he clutched my breasts so hard that they hurt, I cringed but didn’t dare to scream, I had to deal with my little nuisance quickly.
“Baby, go to bed now, mommy is sick and I need daddy to make it rain for mommy for mommy to get well. Go now, mommy is sick again now, and I have to ask daddy to make it rain for me, if you’re there daddy won’t be able to make it rain, and then mommy will die…”
“I see, it rained on you only when mommy was sick and daddy couldn’t rain on mommy while I was here, is that right?”
“Yes, son, it is.” Geez! Listen to what I’m saying to the kid.
“Bye mommy, daddy you need to rain on mommy more often, she’s getting better and she has to take me to the park tomorrow!” Then my daughter ran out and pulled the door closed for us.
I’m red with embarrassment and my head is even wetter because I’m sweating again and my husband can’t hold in his laughter next to me.
“It’s all your fault, and you’re still laughing!” I rolled over and pummeled his hairy chest with my fists: “You’re so bad, so bad…”
After a short break, my bull-like husband came back to life, and he wrapped his arms around me and rolled me over and pressed me underneath him once again: “Just now my daughter asked me to make it rain for you, my dear, come on, hubby, I’ll make it rain for you…”
“Ah, you’re bad… uh…” Without letting me say a word, his mouth gagged me, his knee pushed between my legs, and I was spread apart, and his hips pushed hard, shoving downward and forward… “Pooooooo…”
“ah… ah… oh…”
All at once his big dick squeezed back into my .