
Looking at my wristwatch it was already four in the afternoon.
Back home, the daily chores began.
Mrs. Ma is thirty-eight years old, has been married to her husband for fifteen years, and now has a fifteen year old boy – Kong.
Probably did not need to work after marriage, one to pampering, skin and figure have been well maintained.
At six-foot-five, with shoulder-length hair and fair skin, she looked to be in her early thirties, although there were some crow’s feet at the corners of her eyes.
Mr. Ma opened a small hardware factory, and business was good at the beginning.
With the relocation of the Hong Kong plant to the north, the plant has been operating at a loss in recent months.
Kong was still in his room doing his homework, and Mrs. Ma had cooked dinner and was waiting for her husband to come home to eat with her.
The phone suddenly rang, Mrs. Ma lifted the microphone, a familiar voice, it was her husband – Jianxiong, “Xiaohui, there is a social gathering tonight, you and Xiaogang should eat first.
I’m not coming back to eat.
It might be a little late for home, so you go to sleep, hmm.”
“Then come back early.”
“Yes!”
The phone hung up.
Matthew and Kong finished dinner.
Kong went into his room to do his homework.
Matthew was alone in the living room watching TV.
The self-timer clock on the wall struck eleven.
The thought crossed my mind that my husband might not be home until late, damn the socializing.
Yawning, he went back to his room and went to bed.
In a haze, Matthew felt someone spread her legs.
There was a hard object rubbing against the vaginal opening in her lower cunt.
Suddenly the hardness fought its way forward breaking through the labia majora and minora.
Instinctively, Matthew bent his knees to spread his legs as far apart as possible against the onslaught.
The dark shadow in front of him pressed down, and a sickening smell of alcohol, vaguely.
Matthew’s consciousness was now fully awake from sleep.
The dark shadows on his body began to rise and fall, and his bottom began to piston out and in.
Turns out it’s husband Kenio.
Mrs. Ma matched her husband’s movements and asked affectionately, “Hubby, you’re back.”
Keno didn’t answer and fought to repeat his earlier actions.
But the action was not as gentle as before, as if it were a kind of venting.
Matthew made no more noise, his lower body taking the pounding, and there was a loud “pop” in the room.
The sound of flesh crashing.2. Compensation for the card game It’s Friday.
Matthew casually ate his lunch and started doing chores around the house.
At 2:00 p.m., the phone rang, “Hello, is this Matthew.
I’m Mrs. Lam. Are you free to play cards this afternoon? Three short of one.”
“Oh, hello Mrs. Rin. It shouldn’t be a problem. I’ll be at your house in fifteen minutes.”
Matthew hurriedly packed up his things and headed out the door.
On the way, I said to myself, “Today, I must win back the five thousand dollars I lost yesterday.”
When I entered Mrs. Lin’s house, the mahjong table was ready.
Old rivals have been seated in order, Lao Chen, 61 years old, just retired, dark skin, thin, used to work as a floor worker.
Wife died 2 years ago and now lives alone.
Lao Li, 62, is also retired.
Weighing in at 190 pounds, balding, rosacea ugly as hell.
Lao Li has a wife in her 50s in the countryside, but Lao Li thinks she’s too rustic to make it out to the big time.
Mrs. Lin Mrs. Ma two years old this year 4 0 years old, the village of the house teacher’s wife, short curly hair, body slightly fat, skin is quite white.
Mr. Lin works as a seafarer and sometimes goes to sea for a head and a half.
In addition to playing mahjong, Lin Taiping was making beauty treatments.
Dressing up all day and night and not even knowing where the money comes from.
Both Mrs. Ma and Mrs. Lam are known to the horny men of the estate as the twin beauties of the estate, one tall and skilful in appearance.
One is petite and luscious.
The poker game started and Mrs. Ma had a pretty good hand today, winning more than two thousand in four rounds.
After four laps, the group re-selected their positions and began a new stakes race.
Mrs. Ma thought to herself that she would win another three thousand and then she could go home.
I don’t know if God intended to play a trick on people, but the situation was reversed in these four rounds, and I lost all the two thousand dollars I had won, and I also lost two thousand dollars.
It’s the last hand of the four rounds, and Matthew clears the barrel, calling it a six-nine barrel.
My heart was in my mouth and my palms were sweating.
I thought to myself that if I can touch this hand, it’s still a draw today.
By the time Matthew touched the cards, the feeling of being in trouble went straight to his brain.
When he touched his hand, it was a cylinder, and Matthew was so ecstatic that his heart raced and he turned his hand over.
Disappointed, he didn’t think much of it and threw it out with his hand.
“Huzzah,” Old Chan’s voice.
Matthew hadn’t reacted from the excitement of the card he had just touched.
After looking at Lao Chen’s cards, the back of his head felt like an electric shock, thirteen.
The poker game is over, count the chips.
Mrs. Ma lost a total of 2,700, Mrs. Lin lost over 1,000, Old Li tied, and Old Chen won over 3,000.
Mrs. Ma pulled her wallet out of her handbag, which she knew contained just over a thousand dollars.
It was supposed to be a day to do everything I could to win back the five thousand dollars I had lost earlier.
Mrs. Ma put a thousand dollars on the mahjong table, “Hey, I didn’t bring that much cash today.
This way Old Chen, you take it first, let’s make an IOU, and Ming Dao will return it to you together.”
Old Chen received the money given by Mrs. Lin, frowned and took out from his wallet the three thousand dollars loan note that Mrs. Ma had previously played, “I say Mrs. Ma, we are also friends, but the pro-brothers are clear about their accounts. It’s not a good idea to owe more and more money. Otherwise, discuss it with your husband and pay back the money you owe me first, what do you think?”
Mrs. Ma’s head was cold thinking “Hubby has always been most opposed to her playing cards and dislikes it the most when she walks around with Mrs. Lin, saying that she is not proper. If he knew about it, he would have to fight, and her husband has been very annoyed lately because of his business.”
As Mrs. Ma was thinking, Old Chen reminded again “How about it, or I’ll talk to your husband.”
Matthew stood up and took Mrs. Lin’s hand into the room.
“Mrs. Lin, help me out by lending me four and a half thousand first, I’ll pay you back next month?”
“Mrs. Ma, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, I don’t have a loose hand, or do you think you should look for another relative or friend to discuss it with?”
Matthew bit his lip as he hunted for a list of relatives and friends.
Thinking about it, suddenly a wry smile appeared on Mrs. Lin’s face, “There!”
Matthew couldn’t wait to follow up “What’s the method, tell me.”
A hint of mystery appeared on Mrs. Lin’s face “That’s going to be a bit of a commission.”
Matthew pressed, “Come on, tell me.”
Old Chen has been telling me that he likes you a lot, or else I’ll talk to him and you’ll get along with him for a bit, and the money you owe him will be a purchase.”
Mrs. Ma responded instinctively, “That’s not right. I’m married, and I’m also Xiaogang’s mom.”
Mrs. Lin responded, “What era is this, and what is chastity? I’ll tell you a secret, Old Chen, Old Li and I have a hand in this. Our husbands often go sailing, and I usually have needs. My husband bought me a vibrator, but it’s too much for me. Lao Chen and Lao Li are normal men and have normal needs. When they did that with me, they were especially energetic and attentive. They also licked my bottom, but our husbands don’t have this kind of service. One time they were so bad that they made a date to fuck me, and at first I was a bit uncomfortable. But then I got used to it and it was the best time of my life. I had seven or eight orgasms.”
Mrs. Lam was still frothing at the mouth.
Mrs. Ma, however, was struggling with her thoughts intensely “No wonder my husband doesn’t want me to get too close to Mrs. Lin, now the big mistake has been made, right? Zheng Hui, are you doing this to stand up to Jian Xiong?”
But listening to Mrs. Lin’s would-be description, her lower cunt reacted, secreting love juice.
Instinctively tightened his legs and thought to himself, “Isn’t it just a matter of spreading your legs and giving someone a little pressure, half an hour later.
All the worries will be gone, and it won’t be over if you don’t meet with Old Chen again in the future.”
Lin too opened his voice again “and not a virgin, now the senior nightclub girls dry once is only two thousand, twenty-something beautiful girls than we look good. You charge more than 4,000 is twice as much as them. Okay! Don’t talk too much, old Chen may still not do it? I’ll go ask him first.” After saying that, he walked out of the room.
Matthew bit his lip still in deep thought.
Soon the door opened and Mrs. Lin walked in with a smile on her face, “I’ll step in and take care of it. Old Chen said that he paid for all the seven thousand dollars you lost. You see how good he is to you, that’s the price for playing a starlet. He said today you have to go home to cook, tomorrow afternoon at three o’clock, you go to his home to play slowly, five o’clock before you must let you go home. To tell you the truth Lao Chen that thing is very powerful, tried once package you addicted.”
Said arm in arm pulling Mrs. Ma out of the room, Mrs. Ma lowered her head and bit her lower lip and followed Mrs. Lin to the hall as if it was the first time for a girl to meet a boy in traditional society, and Mrs. Lin became the matchmaker.
Old Chen and Old Li, sitting in their chairs, smiled wistfully.
The atmosphere is a bit awkward, Lin Tai with a smile on his face opened the mouth to break the stalemate “Well let’s leave it at that for today, Mrs. Ma will come to your place at three o’clock tomorrow. Old Chen you have to treat Mrs. Ma well.”
Living like a nightclub mom student, she finished by taking Matthew’s hand and sending him out the door.
Mrs. Lin wiggled her ass back into the hall where Old Chen and Old Li were smoking.
Lao Li stood up and stroked Mrs. Lin’s hair half pushing and half pulling Mrs. Lin to sit on the chair, Lao Li unzipped the pants chain, his left hand pulled out his already hard cock towards Mrs. Lin’s small mouth approaching, his right hand pressed Mrs. Lin’s head down, and Mrs. Lin still beeped and shook her head in an attempt to get rid of Lao Li’s right hand.
Old Lee encountered resistance increased the strength of his right hand, Mrs. Lin’s lips met Old Lee’s still urine-smelling glans and reluctantly opened her mouth to incorporate Old Lee’s cock.
Old Lee tilted his head to the sky and sucked in a breath of air, his mouth letting out a “Uh-huh! Uhh!” The sound of enjoyment came out of his mouth.
Both hands pressed down on Mrs. Hayashi’s head at the same time in a rhythmic up and down motion.
Mrs. Lin closed her eyes as if she was enjoying herself and gulped down Li’s cock with a “Mmmmmm! Uh-huh!” sound.
Old Chen swallowed his saliva as he looked at the living spring palace in front of him, and his bottom began to get hard.
Lao Li then violently pulled up and pushed Lin Tai toward the mahjong table, where Lin Tai crawled on the mahjong table with half narrowed eyes and lowered her head in preparation for the enemy’s torture.
Lao Li held up his already fully erect penis and lifted up Mrs. Lin’s skirt and peeled down her panties, which fell to the ground slowly down her thighs, and Mrs. Lin gently lifted her right foot, which hung on her left foot.
Lao Li moved his legs forward to squeeze into Mrs. Lin’s legs, Mrs. Lin instinctively spread her legs a little, Lao Li took the root of his penis in his right hand and aimed it at Mrs. Lin’s labia majora and minora, and Mrs. Ma’s whole body shivered a little when the glans touched her labia.
Holding his head high and sinewy dick, Old Lin rubbed the glans up and down his pussy a few times and jerked his hips out defiantly.
At that moment, Mrs. Lin also tilted her head violently, and her mouth ah’d to receive the old forest’s fierce blow.
Lao Li began a back and forth swinging pistoning motion, Mrs. Lin supported her body with both elbows and lowered her head biting her lower lip as her body followed Lao Li’s rhythm of swinging back and forth.
With each entry, Mrs. Lin’s nose grunted out “mmmmmm” and her eyes clenched with muscles, not knowing whether she was enjoying herself or in pain.
Lao Chen stood up at the moment pulling Mrs. Lin’s tight body suit bra over Mrs. Lin’s head and taking it off, Mrs. Lin moving her elbows to match while still needing to follow Lao Li’s movements.
Lao Chen reached out from the side and groped Mrs. Lin’s bobbing 36-inch tits, his fingertips teasing Mrs. Lin’s nipples, and Mrs. Lin tilted her head back, swinging her shoulders from side to side to escape Lao Chen’s teasing.
Lao Chen also took off his pants at the moment revealing his proud 9 inch cock and pulled Mrs. Lin’s shoulders with both hands to move to the right to get out of the way of the mahjong table.
Lao Li and Mrs. Lin moved to the right in unison with their conjoined movements, but the thrusting motion continued.
Lao Chen brought his cock closer to Mrs. Lin’s small mouth, and Mrs. Lin held Lao Chen’s cock in her right hand and opened her mouth to include Lao Chen’s glans.
At this moment, Mrs. Lin was bending over with her small mouth underneath against Old Li’s onslaught, and her small mouth on top against Old Chen’s attack, and she couldn’t help but let out a moan of “mmmmmm” from her throat.
Possibly stimulated by the visual stimulation of Mrs. Lin helping Lao Chen with her oral sex, Lao Li held Mrs. Lin’s fat white ass with both hands and accelerated his piston movement.
Suddenly Lao Li roared desperately swinging Lin Tai back and forth, Lin Tai realized that Lao Lin was about to launch the last cruise missile, spit out the cock in his mouth, but his right hand still tightly gripped Lao Chen’s cock to support the balance of the body, tilted his head back up to swing up and down, nostrils dilated hard to inhale the air around him, his mouth wide open at the same time, also loudly let out the “ah ah” sound to encourage the attack. The sound of “ah ah” encouraged Lao Li’s attack.
Lao Li tensed his leg muscles and the sperm in his testicles bulleted out of his horse’s eye and shot into Mrs. Lin’s womb.
Rinta felt the sticky sperm shoot into her while her uterus contracted to orgasm.
Lao Li waited until the contraction of the Lin Tai Zi Palace squeezed the last drop of sperm out of the muzzle and slowly pulled out his love-juice-soaked cock.
Old Lee slumped in his chair and returned his breath.
After Mrs. Lin came back to her senses, she squatted down and once again took Lao Chen’s cock into her mouth and gulped it down, her cunt slowly dripping Lao Li’s sperm.
Old Chen’s right hand stroked Mrs. Lin’s curly hair and opened his voice: “How about Old Li today, is it okay? Did you have an orgasm?”
Rinta nodded in response with a contented smile.
“Mrs. Lin I think we should call it a day, I can’t spare your blowjob either, but I still have to save some savings to deal with Mrs. Ma tomorrow.”
Mrs. Lin pretended to be angry and spat out Old Chen’s cock, saying fiercely, “You men are all assholes, each one of you likes the new and hates the old. From now on, you won’t be able to fuck me again!”
Finished to the toilet to take a shower to go, but the corner of the mouth but showed a hint of evil smile thought “Ma Jianxiong, you also have today, how dare you eye brows are not swept the old lady a child. See how your wife will play for others tomorrow!”
As Matthew walked home from Mrs. Lin’s house, his mind went blank, two images recurring in his mind.
Old Chen was sticking his cock in and out of his hole; her husband harshly cursed why he was coming and going with the likes of Mrs. Lin and talking about divorce.
No, I can’t get a divorce. Matthew told himself.
When I got home, I made a few random dishes and had dinner with Kong.
Xiaogang felt that his mom was a bit unsettled today, so he asked, “Mom, are you okay? Are you not feeling well?”
“Mommy’s fine.”
Matthew avoided Kong’s eyes.
After the meal, Kong went to his room to do his homework in preparation for the club exam.
Matthew watched TV for a while when the phone rang.
A familiar voice came from the microphone, it was Jianxiong “Xiaohui, I really don’t know if it’s the recent bad luck, the customer in Guangzhou said that the quality of the goods we just handed over is problematic, and refused to pay. I am still in Guangzhou to discuss with them how to solve the problem. These two days may not come back.”
“Oh.”
Mrs. Ma was going to tell her husband about today’s incident, but before she could say anything, she heard the news from Jianxiong and swallowed her words, “Take care.”
Kenzo has hung up the line.
Matthew, still holding the microphone in his hand, gritted his teeth.
“Can’t add to Kenio’s troubles.”
Matthew lay in bed tossing and turning unable to sleep thinking about how he should cope tomorrow.
Misty into the dream, dreaming to see the old Chen and the old Lee one in front of the other in the back of the dry Lin too, Lin too kneeling on the ground is very enjoyable as if the old Lee’s cock, the old Chen is in the back of the old man wheelbarrow.
Suddenly Old Chen and Old Li turned their faces to look at themselves with knowing lewd smiles on their faces.
Almost three o’clock in the afternoon, Mrs. Ma came to the door of the old Chen’s house with a heavy pace and raised her trembling hand to ring the bell.
The one who opened the door was Lao Chen, shirtless on top, shorts and slippers on the bottom.
The dark skin of the groundskeeper was unusually rough from the sun and rain.
“Matthew, you’re right on time. Come in.”
Matthew dragged his disobedient legs into the old Chen’s execution ground like a prisoner going to Xing field for execution.
Old Chen was all smiles “Matthew, you look a bit haggard. Did you not sleep well last night?”
Old Chen’s smile was exactly the same as the one Mrs. Ma saw in her dream yesterday.
“But Matthew you’re still as feminine and pretty as ever.”
Said right hand molded to Matthew’s hair.
Matthew evaded.
“Come on, sit down.”
Lao Chen lives in a bachelor’s flat, a 300-square-foot (30-square-foot) room with only a queen-size bed, a television set, and a dining table.
The kitchen toilet is connected.
Old Chen let Mrs. Ma sit on the bed, “Mrs. Ma, don’t be offended if the place is too small. Come, watch the TV. I’ll get you some tea.”
He said and pressed the remote to the kitchen.
There was a ho-hum moan from the TV and the picture showed a blonde in black stockings, garters and heels sitting on a black man’s lap splitting her thighs in the middle of sex.
Just watching, the old Chen with a cup of tea appeared next to Mrs. Ma, Mrs. Ma took the tea and noticed that the old Chen’s crotch seems to be like a small tent up.
Mrs. Ma shifted her eyes to look out the window and mouthed, “Old Chen, you’re such a rascal, how do you watch this kind of TV.”
“Hey, a single guy with needs, not watching porn and jerking off. How can I live this life!”
Said hand came back up to stroke back and forth from the top of Matthew’s head down his hair.
Mrs. Ma dodged uncomfortably at first, but then she let Old Chen touch her.
As if encouraged, Old Chen gave an inch and brought his thick black lips to Mrs. Ma’s mouth.
Just as his lips met, Matthew immediately twisted his body to avoid it.
Lowering his head, he said, “Old Chen, we have to explain a few conditions in advance.
One, you start by tearing up all the IOUs.
Two, write me an IOU to offset the money I lost to Mrs. Lin and Old Li.
Three, after this time, there can be no next time.
Four, I can’t kiss you on the mouth.
Five, I must be home by five o’clock.”
Lao Chen replied, “I’ll do whatever you want, but I have two conditions.
One, you’ll have to wear colorful makeup in order to make memories. Two, you’ll have to wear the costume I provided.”
After saying that, she pulled out a pair of pointy toe, stiletto, suede heels from the nightstand.
A makeup case, a gel bag.
Matthew looked at the pair of heels a good five inches high.
Open the makeup box, clear color Japanese Shu Uemura cosmetics, as well as rouge sweep, eyeliner sweep everything.
Opening the plastic bag, a long white chest-length pearl chain, a pair of black thigh-length stockings, a black garter belt, a pair of thongs, a pair of black bras that could only hold her tits, and a sheer black waist-length nightgown.
All the peplums were almost exactly like those worn by blondes on TV.
Mrs. Ma threw the clothes onto the bed viciously and rushed at Old Chen, “You pervert!”
Twisting his head toward the door, he ran.
“Slow down!”
When Old Chen spoke, Mrs. Ma stood in the doorway as if she were a fixed mirror, “Mrs. Ma, you don’t want to eat the wine, do you. I’m telling you, either you return my five thousand seven hundred dollars. Or you can honestly put these things on for me. As soon as you step out of this door, I’ll call your husband and ask him to return the money. You think you’re a star, fucking you once for over seven thousand dollars.”
Matthew thought about it and lowered his head.
Turning back around, he walked over to the bed and grabbed all his stuff, turning around and going into the bathroom.
Put the lid on the squat toilet and sat on it.
While his mind went blank, his hands began unbuttoning his shirt, which finished coming off and rested on his knees, his right hand skillfully opened the buttons of his bra behind him, and a pair of 34-inch tits fell off in response, swinging in mid-air.
Take off a pair of shoes and put them by the door.
Stand up and hang up your bra and shirt.
Take off your jeans and underwear and hang them behind the door.
Pick up a stocking and put your right foot on the toilet board.
Both hands will stockings back and forth to the bottom of the set on the foot, slowly upward jacking, in the process of wearing stockings Matthew felt the softness of the stockings, know that it must be top quality goods.
In my heart, I secretly thought that Old Chen can really give up.
As her long hair fell in front of her eyes as she curled her waist, Matthew used her right hand to pin the loose hair behind her right ear and straighten the stockings on her right thigh.
The movements are coherent and graceful, exuding a winsome femininity.
Matthew switched feet and put the stocking on his left leg.
The garter is buckled in front of the waist and turned around to the back of the waist, with four buckles in the front and back to pin the stockings in place.
Leaning forward to slip the thong on, the string of the thong caught in the gap between her pussy and anus, Matthew swung her knees back and forth to adjust the string of the thong, rubbing and stimulating her pussy and anus in the process.
Matthew clipped his right hand back and skillfully fastened the bra clasp behind his back, put on his pearl chain, and draped his robe.
The index finger of her right hand was inserted into the back of her neck, and her head and hand swung to the right, her long hair following the swing and flinging out of her robe.
The movement is beautiful and moving.
Opened the makeup box, rubbed on the blue eyeshadow, hit the red rouge, twisted out the Huma red lipstick carefully traced on the lips.
Matthew leaned his head a little further into the mirror and pursed his freshly lipsticked lips.
The right hand holding the large rouge brush repeated two more sweeps on the left and right cheeks.
Look in the mirror and feel satisfied.
Bending down, she draped all her long hair over her right shoulder, held it in her right hand, and slipped her five-inch heels over her feet.
All attire worn, Matthew resumed his position in front of the mirror, lifting both thigh stockings and twisting his torso slightly from side to side, checking for any slip-ups.
In the mirror, Mrs. Ma, bright and beautiful, exudes the smell of a woman in her old age, a little sultry but very elegant.
It is strange, women love beauty is well known, but dress up so beautiful to give the ground worker old Chen is a little which.
This may also reflect the specialized nature of women’s love of beauty.
Matthew took a deep breath and opened the bathroom door toward the bed.
Old Chen, who was sitting on the bed, looked at Mrs. Ma with her mouth wide open, and looked dumbfounded at the posture of this shapely and moving woman with her head lowered towards the bed.
With the help of her five-inch heels, Matthew’s walking posture and the curve of her thighs could be described as nothing short of perfect.
Matthew sat down on the edge of the bed and spoke, “Your clothes are on and your makeup is on. Bring out the IOUs.”
With shivering hands, Lao Chen handed Mrs. Ma the previous IOUs and the one he had written while she was changing.
Matthew examined it casually placing it in his own handbag, placed it on the nightstand, laid back on the bed, crossed his arms over his chest and spoke, “Come on.”
At this moment, Old Chen had just come to his senses from his foolishness.
The shorts underneath were topped off with a Desert Fox command tent by his dick.
Old Chen couldn’t wait to take off his shorts, revealing the 9-inch long sinewy penis.
Matthew saw everything out of the corner of his eye and couldn’t believe his eyes, instinctively bringing his right hand between his teeth in sign language to show his amazement.
Lao Chen rolled over with his legs crossed legs pressed against Mrs. Ma, his right and left hands held Mrs. Ma’s right and left hands respectively and pulled them to the sides, and then freed his right hand to open the black transparent nightgown left and right.
A white and tender torso is displayed in front of Lao Chen accompanied by a black bra, garter belt, and stockings mysteriously set off.
Old Chen’s already taut cock adjusted upward another five degrees. Like admiring a work of art, Lao Chen fondly brought his thick black lips to Mrs. Ma’s left nipple and took Mrs. Ma’s pink nipple into his mouth, twisting his neck to sip it from slow to fast, his tongue teasing around Mrs. Ma’s nipple.
The right hand went to Matthew’s right nipple, also teasing it from slow to fast.
The nerves in Matthew’s nipples on both sides were rapidly sending pleasurable information to her brain.
Matthew’s head began to slowly bob from side to side, an involuntary mmmmmm sound escaping her throat, and her feet began to slowly stomp back and forth.
As if the actor had been applauded by the live audience, Lao Chen accelerated the frequency of his movements, and the information in Matthew’s brain became more intense.
Lao Chen’s mouth now turned to the right nipple for combat, and his left hand began to tease Mrs. Ma’s left nipple.
Matthew’s breathing began to quicken as he was subjected to a new round of stimulation.
Lao Chen sat up and curled up Mrs. Ma’s legs upward, slowly opened to both sides, his right hand will be Mrs. Ma’s pussy on the thong to the left to pull open, and nipples as pink as the pussy as if there is a life like breathing, pussy on the pussy hair is not long, as if the lawn by the artificial modification of the lawn, flat and orderly.
Another work of art, Lao Chen sought, and leaned down to stab the tip of his tongue into the clitoris.
The soulful snake-like tongue scurried and weaved powerfully through Mrs. Matthew’s fresh pussy lips, and her right and left hands flattened out to tease at Mrs. Matthew’s right and left nipples.
A wave of even more intense pleasure rushed from Matthew’s spinal nerves at a broadband speed and flow from the back of her neck flooding up to the back of her head, and Matthew cried out with an ah-ha-ha as her neck went up.
The involuntary muscles in his neck kept twitching, and the throaty mmmm’s and breaths became more rapid and miserable.
There was still a third grade movie playing on the TV, and the moans in it and Matthew’s moans mirrored each other.
Matthew remembered that her husband had done this for her when they first started having sex, but then it had been removed from the list of services.
Mrs. Lin’s words sounded in Mrs. Ma’s ears again at the same time, “When Old Chen and I did that, he was especially energetic and attentive. He even licked my bottom, our husband doesn’t have this kind of service.”
The old Chen is now sitting up and kneeling in the middle of Mrs. Ma’s legs, closed the Mrs. Ma’s legs, hands on both sides of the waist to find the thong side belt parallel to the slow downward pull, Mrs. Ma slightly raised her waist to cooperate with the thong smoothly disarmed.
Matthew felt himself open his legs again.
Old Chan drove with the glans of that 9-inch cock rubbing against Mrs. Ma’s already overly moist pussy lips.
Mrs. Ma kinda necked to see this glans that was rubbing her little sister and asked in a delicate voice, “Chen, is there a condom?”
Old Chen replied, “I don’t have that in my house.”
In fact, Old Chen had a dozen condoms in the secret compartment of his nightstand, but how could he let go of such a prey.
Disappointed, Matthew put his head back down to sleep.
Lao Chen was again captivated by the standard face of a woman among women when Matthew tilted her head.
At the moment he continued to control the friction of the glans with his right hand, and with his left hand he reached behind Matthew’s neck and held up Matthew’s head so that Matthew could continue to watch the spectacle of the friction of his lower cunt.
Mrs. Ma at this moment remembered Jianxiong who was in Guangzhou, and saw her present situation.
Sensible guilt welled up.
Matthew twisted his face away, two strings of tears running involuntarily from the corners of his eyes.
But again, the gush of pleasure from her lower cunt caused her to make a constant babbling sound in her throat.
Matthew closed his eyes, physical babbling warring with spiritual tears.
People are so contradictory, like the yin and yang sides of the Tai Chi, where reason and emotion are constantly at war, merging, re-engaging, and re-merging.
Old Chen seemed like a general who had won a battle, a horse that was invincible.
The heart of a man is to possess, and it is as if men have come into this world since they came out of their mothers’ wombs for the purpose of possessing.
Especially the possession of women, the possession of money is just a sharp tool to be able to possess more beautiful women.
Lao Chen wanted the beautiful woman in front of him to truly witness his moment of triumph, especially someone else’s woman.
Lao Chen twisted his left hand hard so that Mrs. Ma’s head was facing the grinding glans.
“Jung-hye, open your eyes!”
Matthew slowly opened his teary eyes and twitched, the make-up over his eyes having melted away from his tears, making it all the more poignant.
Matthew knew the moment of disembowelment was coming.
Eyes watched as Lao Chen flicked his huge glans from side to side twice over his own labia, slowly spreading them apart and going deeper, metric centimeter by metric centimeter.
Lao Chen intentionally slowed down the speed of penetration to prolong the pleasure of his possession.
As the visualization of the old Chan slowly deepened, Matthew felt her lower body slowly filling up.
The pleasure of the fullness spurred her on, the trauma of the mind tormented her.
After all, besides Jianxiong, Lao Chen was the second man in her life.
Old Chen had a triumphant smile on his face, having satisfied the psychological pleasure, it was now the physical pleasure that had to be satisfied.
Lao Chen slowly lowered Mrs. Ma’s head with his left hand, pressed his hands on Mrs. Ma’s knees, and accelerated the rhythm of his penis in and out, his hands feeling the softness of the stockings on Mrs. Ma’s thighs.
Because she had already been possessed by Lao Chen, Mrs. Ma’s psychological baggage gradually became smaller.
With that, she focused her mind entirely on the physical side of things, feeling the old man’s large cock scraping rapidly against the walls of her pussy.
The pussy involuntarily increased its secretion.
Lao Chen was now leaning forward on his upper body and pressing on Mrs. Ma, holding Mrs. Ma’s fragrant shoulders with both hands, and bringing the car up to fourth gear.
As the speed of the car increased, Matthew and Lao Chen’s secretions increased accordingly, maintaining the lubrication needed due to the increased speed.
Lao Chen’s penis pulled out and went deeper.
Matthew’s cunt lips flicked open and closed.
There was a gibbering, watery grinding sound in conjunction with the copious secretions.
At each of Lao Chen’s rapid thrusts, Lao Chen’s pubic area and Matthew’s pubic area made a slapping sound of flesh hitting flesh as they came into contact.
Matthew narrowed his eyes, his face muscles contracted, he frowned, and his head kept flopping.
An ah-ah sound of pleasure escaped his throat.
Several voices reverberated through the 300 feet of space, so much for eight-channel premium audio, tickling the listener’s heart.
Matthew’s elegant and poignant face, his white skin pressed down at this moment by an unimpressive, dark, thick-skinned groundskeeper, looking down, always felt a little incongruous, as if the beautiful woman was mating with a wild beast.
Matthew was now gripping the sheet on both sides with both hands as if he was trying to strangle his father’s murderer.
The two pairs of 34-inch tits were pressed and deformed by Lao Chen, but you could clearly see the soft bodies inside swinging back and forth.
The five-inch heels undulated in the air drawing beautiful arcs.
At the moment, Mrs. Ma’s physical sensations completely took over, after all, Lao Chen’s cock was several sizes bigger than Jian Xiong’s.
Suddenly Matthew’s uterus began to contract and a hot spring once again lined the back of her head through the broadband lines of her nerve centers as the orgasm came.
Matthew’s hands tightened around Lao Chen’s arms.
Legs in black stockings and heels pulled closer to her body.
The head was raised next to Lao Chen’s head, and the snow-white teeth bit into Lao Chen’s shoulder.
Lao Chen’s glans also felt the contraction of Mrs. Ma’s womb, attempting to encircle the glans to stop it from advancing.
Due to the increased friction, Lao Chen felt a rush of pleasure from below.
The time for the total attack had come, and Lao Chen sucked in a breath as if his buttocks had been put into fifth gear by a pile driver, and the sound of snapping flesh strikes was as dense as rain.
Matthew’s ass flesh and breasts struck a wave of flesh.
Mrs. Ma felt Old Chen’s glans start to become harder and slightly larger, the muscles of his penis started to shake, and with Old Chen’s yell up to the sky, a bunch of sticky liquid spurted out of the horse’s eye shooting straight into the depths of his uterus.
At the same time Matthew’s uterus contracted again and another orgasm came.
Mrs. Ma gave a long, mournful cry, her arms tightly hugged Old Chen’s back, and her nails viciously scratched ten reddish blood marks on Old Chen’s back.
Old Chen’s entire body was paralyzed on Matthew’s body gasping for air.
Matthew relaxed his body, but the muscles throughout his body were still twitching.
Old Chen rested on top of Matthew for a while, rolled over and lay beside Matthew, his left arm wrapped around Matthew’s pink shoulders.
Mrs. Ma adjusted her head a bit, resting her head on Lao Chen’s chest like a kitten, her eyes scanning the large penis that had just taken her virginity.
Lao Chen repeatedly stroked Mrs. Ma’s softly trimmed hair, “Hui, is it comfortable?”
Matthew gave a fond “hmmm”.
Women are strange creatures, always coy before they give themselves.
When you get fucked, you’re a little birdie.
Mrs. Ma felt drop by drop of Old Chen’s semen slowly flowing out of her vagina.
The two of them reminisced about what had just happened as they embraced each other.
Everything went back to quiet, with the occasional ewwww moan coming from the TV.
Matthew straightened her disheveled hair with her right hand and walked contemplatively on her aching legs as she made her way home.
Mrs. Ma’s psyche began to twist as she repeatedly recalled the pleasure of her degradation and the large cock that Lao Chen had made her so happy.
Thinking of her husband Jianxiong, a wave of guilt swept over her, and she cursed herself in her heart, “Zheng Hui, you’re a slut who doesn’t abide by the rules of womanhood.”