That day, we had a public sleepover at the dormitory of a male friend of mine.
Two beds in one room, one for my best friend and one for me and my girlfriend.
Then I tried to have sex with my girlfriend near dawn and she refused for fear that the boy would hear the noise.
I had to hold her head down and force her to use her mouth to take it for me, and she had to open her mouth for fear that her voice of resistance would be heard by another man.
Eventually I came out of my sperm and she had no place to throw up, so she had to eat her stomach.
Then she got up and went outside for a ten-minute stutter.
From there, I started making her suck my dick.
She also sucked my dick a few times after marriage.
During her pregnancy, the doctor said she couldn’t have much sex.
And I was so sexually active at the time that I had to let her suck my dick.
She didn’t resist too much on the condition that I shower before.
Sometimes she eats the cum, sometimes she spits it into the flush toilet.
Occasionally she would even joke with me, beaming for me to kiss her and ask me to taste the cum I shot in her mouth as well, but I couldn’t stand the taste as soon as I smelled it. That kind of mushy feeling should be very bad when I think about it afterward so I think that my wife who eats semen for me is really great and lovely.
Now that my wife is menstruating and can’t have sex with me, I have to bug her to suck my dick more often.
Each time I made a point of showering and she made a point of couching.
Seeing her take my manhood in her mouth and keep sucking on it and getting sprayed with sperm.
It’s nothing but moving.
Once, I laughed and asked her if her coworkers knew that she had once eaten a bird with that mouth.
She was mortified and added that oral sex was just too tiring because, well, the little mouth had to stay O-shaped and open all the time ……
One day, after I had had two beers, my wife told me that my glans smelled like alcohol when she was sucking my cock.
I don’t know if it’s a play on her part or if it’s true?
I’ve been told that having a wife with a great blowjob is one of life’s great blessings. Actually, my wife doesn’t have a great blowjob, it’s just that she doesn’t resent having to do it for me on a regular basis.
Because of her own guilt, she didn’t dare to beg her to do difficult maneuvers.
When my wife sucks my cock, I usually have her undress as well and I massage her pussy with my toes and gently rub her labia.
It would make her suck my cock more willingly.
And she would involuntarily wiggle her ass, which was very exciting and a treat for both parties.
This is also my real experience, selflessly given to you.
A lot of friends know, all envy me lucky to get a good wife, think she is willing to do this has been very admirable, really a good family wife ah!
Others said that my wife is really great, and they also want a wife like this, saying that with this LP, what more could they ask for. I don’t know if they mean what they say.
Thank you for remembering me, Brother Ichiyo, and I’d like to thank you in advance with a small essay.
When we were first married, my wife and I lived in her group home.
A small house of fifteen square meters houses three young couples.
After eleven o’clock at night, every bed was bustling with activity.
There was a bed right next to ours.
The couple had fewer scruples because they were both secondary school students at a slightly lower cultural level, and often made very loud noises. Needless to say, the creaking of the bed, to be honest, even their low gasps and the friction sound when they were having sex were all loud to the ears. At his worst, he made our bed shake a little bit too.
This is usually when my wife buries her hot, pretty face in my arms.
We kissed lightly…my wife grasping my manhood in her hand as I ran my hand over her round ass.
His wife’s ass should be considered very eye-catching among women, and especially sexy when she wore white jeans.
When I pressed on and tried to climb on top of my wife, she refused to let me penetrate her cunt.
She has always been shy. She was afraid that people would hear the kind of noises we made during sex, too.
But I was so hard down there that I had to find a pussy to stick it in.
At this point, my wife would take the initiative to get under the covers and take my glans into her mouth with her charming little mouth and suck it hard.
It was kind of fun to enjoy her pretty tongue while I listened to the kind of sounds of intercourse coming from across the bed.
At times, I would pick my big toe into my wife’s narrow cunt and gently pump it in and out.
For some reason, my wife wasn’t a virgin when she married me, but she’s been married to me for two years, and her vagina has always been very tight and very elastic ……
My wife would wiggle her ass harder at this point, sucking me, and even naughtily taking both of my meatballs into her mouth.
In the end, I all shot in her mouth, she was afraid to make a loud noise, but also had to hide my semen in the quilt swallowed in the stomach ……
The first time she ate sperm for me, she almost vomited, but after that, she wasn’t averse to eating the semen down.
When she came out from under the covers, her head was covered in fragrant sweat, her bottom was often glistening with water from my toe picking, and her mouth was a mouthful of sperm flavor.
The couple in the bed next door who are having a physical fight, must have never imagined that the springtime in our bed is nothing compared to theirs.
Summer was here, the covers were getting thinner and thinner, and it was getting harder and harder to hide the sucking noises my wife was making as she sucked my cock under the covers.
The sound on the other side of the bed is also more clearly audible, often making us burn with desire, there are two times, we really can’t hold back, but also made love on the bed.
It’s kind of a spectacle to see three couples working at the same time in a tiny dorm room.
The wife still couldn’t stand it, and felt that the small dormitory had become a den of prostitution, making everyone look like a dog or a pig.
And it was always hard to stop herself from screaming softly when she orgasmed.
I suspect that she has long been the object of voyeuristic and sexual fantasies by two other men.
Of the three women, she was the prettiest, had the best body, and was a legitimate undergraduate. The two who were husbands always liked to stare at her pretty face, breasts and ass when they usually chatted.
Wife because especially afraid of heat, summer, favorite wear very thin skirt, always careful when she bends down to frying or joking with others, but often inadvertently exposed deep cleavage, and the curve of the buttocks is also exposed, which let the two men in the same room to feast their eyes.
When they make love to their wives at night, they purposely make a lot of noise, as if they intend for my wife to hear them, in order to show her how mighty and strong they are as men.
Once, my wife couldn’t help but say to me secretly, “Hubby, I see that people seem to last longer than you in bed!
Because my foreskin is long, the glans is particularly sensitive, can not withstand the stimulation of his wife’s delicate vagina, often just inserted shortly, three pumping two send, less than five minutes, on the discarded armor.
What usually happens is that we start behind someone else, and by the time we’re done with the clouds, they’re still in the thick of it.
When it comes to lasting battles, I do pale in comparison to both of them men.
Also, I suspect they have long since discovered the secret of my wife sucking my dick.
They often complimented my wife unkindly on her good-looking mouth, and liked to buy bananas, peel them and give them to her to eat. They said that the way my wife ate bananas was lovely, both elegant and durable.
My wife was initially amused, thinking they were genuinely complimenting her, but then, after I nudged her, she realized what the men meant when they said women eat bananas.
From then on, her face swooned red at the sight of a banana, and she was even more afraid to bite it in her mouth in front of many people.
I went to great lengths to be able to enjoy sex with my wife.
After looking around, I found the gym upstairs in our dorm to be a great place.
There were two ping-pong tables there, and usually our three young couples and the bachelors used to go up there and play. At night, there was no one there, but the door was left open.
At night, when the two couples in the same room began to cloud over, we snuck upstairs.
I told my wife to lift up her skirt and lie on her back on the ping pong table, spreading her legs and exposing her stunning spring pussy ……
Although I didn’t dare to turn on the light and couldn’t see my wife’s narrow hole, I was able to accurately locate her private parts, and sometimes, messing around with the top, my wife would also hold my meat with her own hands, guiding me into her peachy sanctuary.
I was finally able to hold my wife’s big, snow-white, fat ass and make love to my heart’s content, and she was able to let out a not-so-suppressed moan ……
Afterward, the attentive wife would always use her own skirt to wipe up the filth left on the ping-pong table.
Occasionally, I would play 69 with my wife on the ping pong table, having her suck my manhood with her pretty mouth while I sucked her thin pussy lips into my mouth and slipped the tip of my tongue into her jade pussy ……
In the end, I sucked my wife’s mouth full of spring water, and she got a mouth full of paste from me. Once, while sucking my wife’s cock, the
I also caught myself trying to shove a cleaned ping pong ball into my wife’s vagina.
But her vagina was so small that I could barely fit half a ball in after half a day’s work.
I tried to shove it in harder, and my wife got anxious and spit out my cock, saying, If you keep messing around, I’m not going to suck it.
I said aggressively: ping pong balls are very much like a man’s glans, I just want to see if this thicker glans can make you enjoy it more.
I don’t want any thick turtle head, I just want you! Wife finished, playfully kissed my glans, suddenly counter-pressure on me, quickly twisted up the fat white ass to ……
We both reached an unprecedented orgasm at the same time.
The next day, when we accompanied another large group of men in to play ball, my wife and I looked at each other heartily.
No man would have expected the ripples of our spring at night on this ball table, and even more so, no one thought that the ball they played in their hands, but also once patronized my wife’s pussy, perhaps with a little bit of my wife’s spring water on the top ……
Still, guys love playing with my wife and even watching her play is a treat.
When playing ball, her pair of towering breasts a peak a shake, round little buttocks is twisting around, mouth also can not stop letting out a petulant scream, is really heart-thumping …… (4)
The ping pong table at the gym became a place for my wife and I to wind up.
I can’t imagine that things still went a little awry.
Once, my wife was honored in the unit, and was given a bonus, and in the evening, we celebrated on the ping-pong table.
Halfway through, I wanted a different kind of play, so I pulled my already wet cock from my wife’s pussy and brought it to her mouth.
My wife knowingly opened her tantalizing red lips and rubbed her lips against the clenched shaft back and forth, and her tongue licked back and forth over my glans.
Finally, she took my swollen glans in and bla bla bla sucked on it like a greedy little girl chirping on a popsicle.
Instead, I used both hands to pull apart her two thin pussy lips and licked my tongue over her clit, flicking her spring hole beautifully.
His wife scrunched up in an itchy ball and sucked even more.
My lower body was up to its eyeballs and immediately became thick and hard from the assault of her little mouth.
In order to push my tongue deeper into my wife’s cunt, I threw the shredded panties she had hanging over one leg to the floor and brought her legs up over her shoulders again.
This brought my wife’s vagina close to my mouth and stretched the narrow pussy door wide open.
Oh, no one has thought that my dignified and lovely wife, the female advanced worker in the unit, would lie on the ping pong table in this position for me to play, right? The tip of my tongue stretched in, swimming in my wife’s jade pussy like a small snake.
It’s all because of you, if people find out, I won’t have the face to see others. Wife pouting tired, vagina from the soreness and itching feeling makes her whole body like fire like sad, her right hand can not help but lift up their short skirt, reach out and caress the vagina, two fingers drilled into the vagina inside, keep stirring.
Not only do you have to be an advanced worker, but you also have to be good at having sex, which is called all-round development. I was joking with her.
A moment later, a trace of mucus oozed from my horse’s eye. Wife as a treasure, more vigorously containing, small mouth opened wide, halo red face a drop of sweat is sliding down, while the left hand in her own vagina can not stop pumping, fingers stained with their own spring water.
The intense stimulation caused me to grunt as the pleasure coursed through my body, and my pubic hairs ruffled around her face, sending a tingle down her spine.
The sucking in his wife’s mouth became even more intense, and a hint of mucus oozed from the corner of her mouth, adding to the springy feeling against her beautiful face.
The urgency of her little mouth also gave me the desire to cum.
Hubby, you have to hold on oh. My wife reluctantly spat out my rod, the saliva on the tip of her tongue mixed with the saliva on my rod, holding a long line of mucus.
My manhood had risen even thicker, the veins of my glans had sprung up. Sour, numb sensations spread through every cell, and the bones in my body sank deeper into her throat in spite of it all.
My wife’s eyes rolled back in her head and she couldn’t breathe. I caressed her sweet face and fucked her 40 or 50 times in one breath.
His wife grunted as if she were suffocating, and her pink color rose.
I scrambled back from her mouth.
His wife was gasping for air and coughing constantly.
I had her hands on the ping pong table again, her round ass high in the air.
I held my thick rod in my hand and pushed it against her already open little pussy door.
My wife’s tight vagina was contracting violently, making my pumping slightly difficult, and it felt as if my prick was being sucked by her vagina.
Tell me, advanced female worker, what does this position look like? I thrust back and forth, letting the glans scrape against my wife’s sensitive vaginal bi.
Like a bitch. His wife replied without a word, her cheeks flushed and panting, and she pushed up her snow-white ass hard.
Gradually, puffing came from her bottom! Puffs of water and the slapping sound of my body hitting her ass.
I tried my best to thrust my prick into her as far as it would go, guiding her towards a carnal orgasm with me.
She tried to push me away, but was so paralyzed that she didn’t even have the strength to lift her hands, so she had to force herself to bear it, struggling to bear it, the thick nectar deep in her pistil, gushing from the spring.
I don’t know where the strength came from, but I kept thrusting and jerking, constantly feeling the pleasure from the contraction of my wife’s pussy walls.
The pussy juice in my wife’s peachy nectar was about to run dry as my hot cum shot hard into her up to her womb.
Shot after shot, each one, causing his wife’s body to tremble violently.
My dear advanced female worker, how does my reward tonight compare to the awards and bonuses your company bosses give you? I asked triumphantly.
Bah, people are lazy to care about you. Wife spit me a mouthful, looked at the wrist watch, panicked, said: are almost to twelve o’clock, fast back to the dormitory to rest, today played more than half an hour it, more than the usual full three times the time, tomorrow morning I can not sleep late, so that people in the company want to laugh at me as an advanced worker.
That was. I hurriedly pulled her little hand down the stairs.
This night, the two of us cuddled naked and slept exceptionally well.
But when my wife woke up the next morning, she suddenly realized something!
She was so confused by my bravery last night that in her haste she actually followed me downstairs bare-assed. And her floral panties are still thrown on the floor of the ping pong table upstairs.
She scrambled into her dress and rushed upstairs with me.
A few morning exercise men are playing ping-pong, a see her, crotch rumbled a piece, smiled sarcastically and said: morning heh, want to play a few games?
No! No! Distracted, she swept her gaze down to the floor and the floral panties were gone!
Oh, my God! She was in a state of shock for a moment, and I didn’t know what to do.
Hey, are you guys going to play soccer? A couple of men asked loudly, and one of them even curtly threw his racket to his wife.
They usually love to play ball with my wife.
My wife has a lithe frame and is a decent ball player. But it was her demeanor and physique when she played that was most appealing.
His wife always liked to wear a little sleeveless tank top when she played, and with any luck they could take the opportunity to admire her breasts when she bent over to pick up the ball.
No, you guys play, I don’t want to fight. The wife shook her head.
What are you guys doing here so early in the morning if you don’t play soccer? One of the men asked.
No …… nothing, come up to see. I just ate a full meal and had nothing to do …… My wife blushed to her neck and pretended to watch the ball for a while, and then her butt twisted and went downstairs.
A few of the men couldn’t find the feeling to play ball as they watched her have her back.
It’s all because of you that I lost my little panties. She was at the top of the stairs, aggressively talking to me.
Yeah, where does it go? I said suspiciously.
Could it have been picked up by the men playing ball? The wife said worriedly.
No way, I didn’t see your panties around them. I tried my best to comfort her.
Picked up how the person will put my panties around …… wife uneasily with a hand twisted skirt said: this time I ugly out big, panties thrown under the ball table, picked up the person will certainly guess we do what on the ball table ah!
Don’t worry, even if they pick it up, it’s no big deal, who knows it’s your panties! You’re not the only woman upstairs. I’m still relieving her.
You know what! Now are popular monochrome female panties, this upstairs only I a woman wearing flower panties, people are also for you …… wife more feel aggrieved.
Indeed, I have always liked my wife to wear panties with flowers. I also noticed that when the women were drying their clothes, my wife was the only one whose panties were embellished with flowers.
Don’t you worry, maybe it was taken away by the cleaning staff doing the sanitation as trash …… I persuaded my wife.
I hope so! The wife sighed helplessly, changed into work clothes, do not busy to go to work.
For days on end, my wife looked like she had lost her mind, nervous about the missing panties, and when I dragged her upstairs for sex, she refused.
But everything was quiet, no one bothered her or joked with her about her panties, and no one threatened her about it.
My wife finally relaxed, thinking that the panties had indeed been picked up by an unsuspecting person as well. Thank goodness she agreed to go upstairs with me again.
It was a nice moonlit day, and the little dormitory was getting a little frisky again. Because each other a little unspoken, everyone’s movements are more and more indulgent. My wife and I felt the bed shaking, and heard that familiar sound again, gently got out of bed.
It’s so late, why are you still going out? The man on the next bed heard us and stopped moving.
Yeah, yeah, let’s go outside and blow off some steam and enjoy the moon. My wife stuck her tongue out at me.
You college students are still romantic! The man on the other bed said in a loud voice, he was panting a bit when he spoke, so you can imagine that he was still inside his wife at that moment.
We’ll go out for a while, you guys continue. I said, half-jokingly, half-seriously, taking my wife’s small hand and going out the door.
However, this time, my wife made a conscious effort, and before getting out of bed, she intentionally unclasped her bra and panties and wore only her dress. In this way, she skirt inside is naked, after going upstairs, I just lift up her skirt, I can make love with her to her heart’s content. I couldn’t help but admire her genius as well, my wife was quite the aptitude when it came to lovemaking this.
When I got upstairs, I couldn’t wait to press my wife down on the ping pong table and lift up her skirt. The moonlight shone in from the window like water, and I could clearly see my wife’s jade-like body. My wife’s thighs were white and long, and although her crotch was dark, her pubic hair was not very dense, but a little sparse.
There was a time when I longed for my wife to grow a mass of lush, thick pubic hair, and for that reason I looked up a lot of information. I heard that shaving a woman’s pubic hair and rubbing her pubic area with ginger slices can make her pubic hair grow.
At noon that day, there was no one in the dormitory, and I wanted to do as I had done. I could not imagine that my wife was very resistant to me shaving her pubic hair, saying that if people knew about it, she would not have the face to see others.
I said: it’s not like you’re going to take your pussy to a public exhibition, how will people know you’ve been shaved?
My wife said, “Of course men won’t notice, but what about women? I’ve been showering in public bathrooms, how could they not notice that I have no hair down there? What would I say if they asked me?
I said, “Wouldn’t you choose a time when you don’t know anyone? In case you’re face to face with someone, you can still use the towel to block your pussy! Who else would lift up your towel to see your pussy?
After my persuasion, my wife finally agreed to shave her pubic hair. The process of shaving my wife’s pubic hair was also very exciting, when the small scissors rubbed her curly pubic hair, her shy look is not to mention how lovely. Finally, I shaved her pubic mound three more times with the razor until she was clean underneath.
I looked at my wife’s hairless pussy, which was so different in flavor from the past, and suddenly became sexually aroused. I pounced on her, kissed her pussy like a baby’s mouth, and pushed the tip of my tongue into her long, narrow vagina.
Since her pussy was hairless, it was especially convenient for me to nibble on it without worrying about getting her pubic hair in my mouth like I used to do, so I sucked her soft labia into my mouth and chewed on it, and then I drilled my tongue into the depths of her cunt, scraping and sucking on her juices. She even pushed her nose between her two glossy pussy lips and teased her tiny clitoris.
She couldn’t take it anymore, her ass wriggled, her legs stretched frequently, she couldn’t stop clamping them together and spreading them apart, she hummed in a warbling voice, and her tongue also took the initiative to open her mouth to contain my manhood, and then licked along the bottom edge of my highly aroused rod.
I felt that my wife’s little mouth was even more comfortable and exciting than her pussy, and was about to get so good that I rotated my rod so that her tender tongue swirled around my glans.
My wife gazed at my rod, her moving eyelashes occasionally lifting to look at me, and from time to time she moved her dainty tongue up and down my furious glans, finally taking it in her mouth and stirring it with her tongue.
Because it was so exciting, I only pumped in her mouth about thirty times before my body shuddered and a stream of cum shot down her throat like a bullet. Before my wife could react, it went down her throat. My cum was still plopping out furiously.
Wow, you are so disgusting, you made my mouth full of paste! The wife got her mouth full of sperm juice and made a show of opening her mouth to vomit.
I also sweating, face full of happiness and satisfaction smile, pampering like: wife, eat it, people say that men’s semen is the best beautician for women! As long as a woman eats this often, she will never grow old.
The wife had to coo and gulp down all the cum.
Afterwards, my wife looked down and glanced at the bottom of my tongue inserted into a couch, and slippery peach, lowered her eyes and said: shame on people. And instructed me: do not throw my pubic hair, to be wrapped in paper, thrown into the garbage pole box, lest it be picked up, it is a big joke.
I mouthed a promise, but wrapped her pubic hair in paper and instead of throwing it away, I hid it in a small suitcase under the bed.
The next day, his wife always a little uncomfortable at work, others look at her lower body stared a few times, she could not help but clench her legs, as if they were afraid to see through her pussy on the secret of hairless. Luckily, no one realized that she, the responsible beauty, was shaved by her husband to come to work.
When my wife’s pubic hair was all grown back, I shaved her once again. This was repeated three or five times. My wife’s pubic hair is slightly thicker than in the past, but it doesn’t appear to be much, and it’s far from lush.
Once when she took a shower, or inadvertently by the female companion found the signs of hairlessness on the pubic area, the female companion was very curious and asked her to find out what was going on.
She made a big red face and said woefully, I’m a bit afraid of the heat, so I shaved it off, which is the same reason women have to cut their hair short in the summer.
The female companion who couldn’t keep her mouth shut may have let her secret out, and since then, in summer, male colleagues looked at her a bit strange, and some even joked with her: Beauty, summer is here, have you cut your hair short?
In fact, during this period of time, my concept has changed, I think my wife’s sparse pubic hair is also very tasty, and I have long since stopped shaving for her, but she has been carrying the reputation of a hairless beauty.
By this time, with the moonlight shining on my wife’s charming pussy and cute pretty face and mouth, my lower body was once again erect. Facing her lying on her back on the ping pong table, which of her holes should I penetrate first?
His wife lay on her back on the ping-pong table, the moonlight pouring down on her, making her appear dreamlike and beautiful.
I swooped in and hugged her, one hand kneading her bouncy ass, the other had long since climbed to the peaks of her breasts, taking her nipples gently between my fingers and rubbing them with my entire palm around them.
Hubby, don’t mess around. The wife refused to do so, and then screamed.
I just want to mess around, what’s wrong, you scream! I didn’t hesitate to hold her tight.
Most men feel that they can win a woman’s heart by being considerate and obedient to her, but this can actually be a very, very big mistake!
The analysis of many psychological experts, it turns out that even the most normal women also have the psychology of dependence on men, treatment of women, should take the initiative when they have to call the shots; tough time, but also tough in the end.
I certainly understood this, and began with a caress of light rubbing on my wife’s breasts. When she showed a mesmerized expression and a sweet sigh came out of her mouth, she used her fingertips to forcefully pull her breasts upwards, then gently surrounded them with her palms and rubbed them gently, and then, from the edge of her breasts, squeezed a deep cleavage as if she were squeezing.
I don’t know how many men’s eyes are attracted to this cleavage of my wife’s breasts every time she plays ping-pong.
At that moment, the sensory nerve ends of the individual cells that were densely packed like fishnets on her nipples received stimulation from my fingers, causing her to experience an explosive burst of pleasure.
She couldn’t help but hug me tightly, and her little lilac tongue crossed over through my lips, stirring in my mouth, her little hands surrounding my body, gripping my back hard.
My mind couldn’t help but conjure up a scene of my wife sucking my cock and the men watching her lustfully as she played ping pong, kissing her passionately while rubbing her breasts.
Honey, your breasts, they look like two giant ping pong balls. I flattered.
It’s more like a snowball. Where in the world can you find a ping pong ball as big as mine? My wife couldn’t help but let out a sweet, delicate sound, and grabbed the rod through my pants, “You’re hard here, and when you hold it in your hand, it’s kind of like a paddle.
After a furious kiss, my wife’s tongue reluctantly left my mouth.
I stroked her soft pussy between her legs and asked, Want to make love?
I want to, I want to die. The wife replied with a deliberate beak.
Want to do it with me, or with the two able-bodied guys in the dorm? I asked playfully.
His wife’s face reddened again, and she replied shyly, Of course I want to be with you, I don’t want a big cock from someone else’s family.
The first time I heard the word cock from my innocent wife, my rod got even harder, I didn’t expect my usually quiet wife to be able to say such nasty words.
Honey, are you telling the truth? My heart fluttered.
Of course! My wife pouted and snuggled into my arms.
But …… have you seen both of them down there, otherwise how do you know they are big dicks? And not small or short dicks? I suddenly killed her.
My wife was elevated at first, then she shyly lowered her head, nudged my forehead with her fingertips, and said, Fool, look where you’re thinking. They live under the same roof with us for so long, and every time they make so much noise in bed for so long, can I still not guess?
Again, my mind was in turmoil; my wife’s words were believable. However, the thought of those two guys fucking their own wives while my wife was making wild guesses about the size of their cocks made me a little jealous again.
Honestly, don’t you wish you had a big dick sticking out of your bottom when they’re having sex? I ran my hand down to my wife’s lower pussy and poked it through her little hole.
You know full well, I’m not answering you. My wife’s ass wiggled and she turned away, but her small hands grabbed my manhood and wouldn’t let go.
With such a flavorful yet gentle and lovely wife at home, I don’t know whether to be happy or obscure.
Hubby, do you not want me anymore? My wife turned back to me and hung onto my neck, pouting.
To …… be, of course. I want you …… You are so beautiful and so charming, if I don t want you, others will surely snatch you away long ago. I kissed her on the cheek again.
Then you come a little faster. Wife a little nervous to urge, here too long, I am always afraid of the night is long.
Saying that, she took the initiative to lift up her skirt, directly revealing her snow-white and upward-pointing ass ……
You …… really don t wear anything at all inside …… you? I was trying to tease her.
His wife was coy for a moment before she spoke up in embarrassment: I lost my little panties last time, and I don’t want to make the same mistake again this time.
Hmph, maybe, you deliberately was dropping the little panties last time …… I am still intentionally teasing her.
Are you crazy? People are already so worried about this. I am so afraid that there will be any accidents …… wife worriedly said.
What kind of accidents could happen to a little pair of panties? I asked in disbelief.
I can t say, but a woman s sixth sense tells me that this little panty of mine did not go into the pull out dumpster …… Just who picked up my little panties? The wife mosquito voice said.
I have a sixth sense too. I think it must be a guy. Maybe that guy is masturbating into your little panties. I said narrowly.
Oops, very likely, now the perverted men are especially many …… wife a moment of blossom, really ugly, maybe, my panties are still sticking a few of my pubic hairs, if in the hands of that guy, will not let me have no face to see people?
Shameless? Then you’ll just have to meet people with your ass and pussy. I said with a smile.
Yuck, people are serious with you. The wife’s pink face reddened.
You’ve made a real fool of yourself this time, maybe, that guy got your panties and is fantasizing about straddling you, aiming at your pussy and thrusting you beautifully. I can’t help but feel jealous when I talk about it, and your pubic hair, it must give him a lot of excitement too.
I deal with those men every day, but I don’t know who has my panties? And what would that guy think of me with my pubic hair in his arms? What would he think of me? What would he do? My wife twisted her waist uneasily, and her small hand involuntarily covered her lower body, as if she was afraid that some bad thing would take advantage of the situation.
Yeah, maybe he will call you and ask you to go to a remote place to get your panties and pubic hair, forcing you to have sex with him as his mistress, or simply rape you, or even ask several friends to gang-rape you. …… If you refuse to go to such a place, he threatened to publicize your panties and pubic hair, or even take pictures of them and circulate them on the Internet. ……
My God, what am I going to do with this? My wife was nestled in my arms in a birdlike manner, looking at me helplessly, her eyes sad and pitiful.
What are you afraid of? It’s just my guess, it’s not like anyone can really fuck you. These days no one has been harassing you, that means that guy hasn’t thought of these ideas, or is simply a coward, he can get a pair of your panties, already should be satisfied, you are mine, only I alone can enjoy you, enjoy the flesh. I finished, looking at my wife’s big woofy eyes and showy mouth.
If that was the case, it would be great. His wife smiled sweetly, much relieved.
She wasn’t a cherry, but her thick lips were very sexy, and, it was a showy mouth that could sing and had eaten a man’s thing.
I couldn’t help but cross to her face again and say, Tonight, your lips are especially beautifully shaped.
Are you having a bad heart again? Wife eyebrow like spring mountain, nose like goose fat, that pretty face red up, but the beautiful little mouth is slightly open ……
Having a wife who can eat cock is different, it brings a lot of unexpected fun to sex and life.
However, the wife doesn’t seem to have found her senses yet.
My glans hovered around her mouth.
Why don’t you come in? The wife wiggled her ass.
Her small ass is really charming, round and arched, wherever she goes, will become the focus of men’s attention. Every time she played ping pong, there were a lot of men surrounding her, saying that they were watching the game, but in fact, it was better to say that they were looking at the small appearance of her breasts and buttocks shaking.
She was a little embarrassed at first, but as she got used to it, it became natural, and she no longer feared the admiring revealing glances of the men.
Hee hee! Your honor, your silver teeth are so powerful, without your sucking permission, I wouldn’t dare to make a move. I looked at my wife with very innocent eyes, but my body moved forward and my thick rod was already against her lips.
Oh, are you afraid? A faintly tawdry odor stimulated my wife, her eyes became more hazel, and she knowingly held my cock and religiously sucked it in her mouth.
Despite the slightly fishy odor, she licked my balls with her tender tongue, and then finally boldly opened her cherry lips and took my glans in.
Just the moment the rod entered her showy mouth, my body shuddered slightly and I took a deep breath as my wife’s warm and small mouth caused a tingling sensation to rise throughout my body.
My ass shifted forward and my rod went straight into her mouth.
The long rod went straight to his wife’s throat.
His wife’s breathing began to thicken a bit, and she was murmuring a bit out of breath, her mesmerizing tongue showing and disappearing as she stretched.
I embraced her again and asked, How does oral sex feel?
What about? You are happy, people’s cheeks but tired and sore and numb …… wife riled me a bit. Tender tongue but like a snake in my glans meat groove on the turn, knock, lick, kiss, bite, straight to make my lower body such as the explosion, busy deep breath only to exclude the essence of the pass.
I’ll make it up to you. Staring at her little mouth full of my meat, I felt a little overwhelmed.
How can I make it up to you? My wife is interested in picking on me.
That means next time I’ll lick your pussy too. I said, mesmerized.
Ugh! What a thought! Yahui pouted and twisted her tiny waist. I want it now.
But I’ve already washed my mouth out today, and I don’t want to eat that rotten persimmon on your lower body. I realized that my wife’s lower body was already dripping with spring water.
I don’t want my rotten persimmon and I don’t want your rotten banana! My wife gamely spat out my glans.
The beauty is so angry, it’s both pitiful and endearing at the same time.
Honestly, honey, do you regret marrying me? I slapped her on her fat ass and gazed at her tenderly.
If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have married you. You have no money and no power, and you bully people and put dirty things in their mouths, you’re so bad. I am really a big fool for marrying you. My wife purposely raised her little mouth that was still sticky with my semen, and said in a petulant manner.
Really? I pretended to hang my head in mourning.
I lied to you, in fact, from the moment I became your wife, I knew my happiness would only increase. My wife, however, kissed me affectionately on the forehead.
It’s really a blessing for a good-for-nothing scholar like me to have a wife like you. Your willingness to suck my dick has already allowed me to live like an emperor. However, I won’t treat you badly either. I don’t have the ability to help you buy a house or a car, but I can let you have a big dick that loves you and cares for you ……
I took a deep breath and had my wife brace her hands on the table, her upper body bowed, her fat ass high in the air, and I stood behind her ass, admiring her round, smooth, shiny ass.
From the groin of her buttocks, she could clearly see her wife’s fleshy hole that had opened up into a small opening and her tightly closed asshole, the tiny labia and the little pink daisy buds were so dazzling.
No longer able to resist this temptation, I pressed my face firmly against her little ass and stuck my tongue out to lick and eat that fascinating fleshy hole and the two pussy lips, and of course, not sparing the tiny asshole.
His wife had just taken a shower, and the scent of the bathwater still lingered on her flesh hole and asshole.
I spat a large mouthful of spit on my wife’s already moist little meat hole and gave her a heavy smack on her plump right buttock that made her ah …… and yelp.
Little slut, I’ll make you scream. I purposely fat erected my rod on my wife’s pussy lips and gently touched on her asshole, at the same time my hands played with her round and snow-white ass.
Ah …… husband, you …… hurry up a little bit …… My wife lowered her eyes and softly begged. But the little ass was catering backward to me.
You can’t stand it, can you? You indebted little slut, you can’t get comfortable without someone fucking you can you? I said, thrusting the head of my black and red cock through my wife’s tight ass crack and straight into the wet pussy door.
Lubricated by the sweat of the flesh in my wife’s meat hole, my rod entered flush at once, and the glans pushed hard against her flower center, causing her legs to go limp, ah screaming out, and her breasts jiggling around in front of her chest.
As I puffed and pumped, I reached inside my wife’s dress to fondle her tiny breasts.
As I pumped, my wife’s snow-white ass wriggled.
Looking at her flushed cheeks, I couldn’t help but give another hard thrust. The meat stick plunged flush into her little pink flesh hole, and from time to time, I grinded the glans against her soft flower center.
His wife’s tight cunt contracted violently and with an oh-so-moan, she threw her head back hard.
I thrust back and forth with the thick prick, let the glans scrape the wife’s sensitive vagina. At the same time, forced to resist the thought of ejaculation, two hands a moment to caress her rounded fat ass, a moment to grab her breasts, so as to distract the glans came from the extreme comfort.
Her two petals of white little buttocks were kneaded by my hands, and the lady-pepper-like tender breasts clamped down on my hands from side to side, and the tingling touch made me even more aroused, and I pushed up my own majestic sharp weapon, and rushed forward towards her mysterious garden.
The two seemed to have forgotten the passage of time, where they could remember any time or place.
At this time, his wife was already covered with fine sweat, and her mouth kept ah …… mmm …… starting to sing.
But at this point I had no thoughts of pity, the only thing I knew was that my wife was a woman, a beautiful woman, a woman who could give herself pleasure.
So I thrust and jerked as hard as I could, constantly feeling the pleasure from the contractions of her pussy walls.
The cunt juice in my wife’s peach nectar was about to run dry, so I shivered a few times and lay motionless on her back. The hot cum shot hard into her.
Honey, sex with you is really comfortable …… married you such a good wife who can use both the upper and lower holes, I really do not waste to come to the human world a heh. I believe that there are not many happy husbands like me in the world. For a while, I just poofed, pulled out my wet penis, and slowly left her body.
A stream of creamy white cum flowed out with his wife between her slightly swollen labia.
Just as I lifted myself up, I saw what looked like a figure outside the window ……
I suspect I’m just seeing things ……