The Director’s wife.

After more than two months of hard work, the work of decorating the new home was tentatively completed. I took a long breath, wiped the sweat from my head, and collapsed on the sofa I had just moved in and hadn’t even put away yet, rubbing my aching legs and arms.

A moment later, “Bam, bam, bam,” came the sound of knocking on the security iron door. It had just come, and my new residence didn’t have a doorbell yet. “Who is it? I asked.

“Your neighbor across the street”. When I heard that, I quickly responded: “Coming.” As the saying goes, a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor, neighborly relations should be good, especially nowadays when the social security is bad and thieves are rampant. (Don’t get me wrong, I’m not denying the current society, but the thieves are really many and powerful).

I opened the door and a tall man of about forty stood outside, I was small and he was almost a head taller at almost five foot eight.

“Come in,” I said.

“Moving in? I saw your house downstairs moving things.”

“Yes, it’s not good it’s going to be a while before we live in.”

“Nice decoration.” He looked up to survey my house.

“Where, just average”. To be honest, due to the shyness of the pocket, the renovated house is unremarkable except for the wooden floors. And there wasn’t much furniture, let alone any modern large appliances visit such as a home theater or something like that.

“Have a seat.” I gestured to the couch, “It’s not done yet, not even a sip of water.” I pulled out a cigarette, “Have one?”

He reached for it, lit his cigarette, and puffed out a mouthful of smoke. — It’s an old smoker. I thought as I watched his posture and the smoke he exhaled.

The two sat on the sofa and chatted. During the conversation, I learned that his last name was Chen, and that he worked in the army as a division chief. He has moved here for more than a year and lives across the street from me.

Soon, I saw the house across the street – that’s his – and a woman who looked well-built from her back was unlocking the door.

Old Chen opened his mouth to call her, and the woman turned around. Seeing him sitting in my house, she also walked over. Like his husband, she surveyed the house’s decoration as soon as she entered.

“It’s the new neighbor, surnamed Liu.” Old Chen introduced. “This is my wife”, he added to me.

“Oh, hello,” his wife smiled at me.

“Hello,” I greeted as I stood up. This was a beautiful woman in her thirties, with quite a bit of Jiang Shan’s poise. The skin on her face was smooth and white, with a soft luster. Probably the husband and wife life is very satisfactory it. I can not help but think so. – – said that the sex life of a satisfied woman face skin is very good.

“Go back,” she turned to his husband.

His husband stood up. “Come over and play sometime.” Said to me.

“Okay, I’ll do that some other time when I’m free.” I walked them out the door. His wife is about 5’6″, about my height. “What a beautiful woman” I thought to myself as I looked at her back.

About two days later, I was delivering things to my new residence and ran into Lao Chen’s wife on the stairs, I smiled and nodded at her. She smiled back at me. Sort of a greeting. To be honest, I’m not good at talking and socializing, and I’m not tall, I don’t look good, and I’m always a little inferior.

On my way out the door, I saw that the door across the street was open, so I walked over to it. I knocked on the open door, and Old Chen poked his head out of the room next to the living room to look at it, “It’s you, please come in, please come in.”

I walked in and sat down on the couch in his house. Old Chen poured me a glass of water. After chatting for a few moments, I stood up and looked around his house as Old Chen accompanied me around. Then sat back again, complimented a few house is really beautiful words, chatting about some marginal things, full of hope to see Mrs. Chen, but she just do not show up, sat for a while very bored also said goodbye.

Another ten days, I went to work when I received a call from the old Chen, said to me, both of our security doors have been pried broken, you come to the evening, we go to the neighborhood management office together.

In the evening, I went to Lao Chen’s house first, and met him together to the neighborhood property management office. Old Chen’s wife also came from behind.

To the property company, the old Chen couple first opened the mouth, emotional to a manager-like people reflect the situation. I did not expect that the manager arrogantly said, you say things, we can not, we only care about the safety of public places.

Old Chen and his wife were momentarily stunned over there, unable to think of anything to say.

“But the property management fee you charge includes a security fee. Didn’t you hire neighborhood security guards? What kind of security is public security? What does it have to do with the residents of the neighborhood? If you only care about the security of public places, then the security interests of the residents are not protected, right? What do you need to manage? What is your responsibility? Then we don’t have to pay this fee.” I said.

“Yes, yes, what is your responsibility? Then we don’t have to pay this fee”, Mrs. Chen followed.

At our insistence, the property company finally agreed to send someone over the next day to look at it and compensate us for the damage.

Out of the gate of the neighborhood property management, the old Chen couple looked happy. I was invited to come up to their house and sit down again.

So I went up with them.

When I arrived at their home, they were very polite to me because of my performance in the neighborhood property management office. Especially the old Chen’s wife, sitting on the sofa next to me, still trapped in the negotiation after the victory in the kind of excitement and joy, face scarlet, eyebrows fluttering, talking loudly about her negotiation “theory”, and even from time to time to lift up the skirt on the legs, revealing a section of white rich thighs do not know. I sneak a few glances at her thighs from time to time. Heart fluttering, – what a special thing, I thought. I was afraid that Lao Chen and she would find out, so I didn’t dare to look too much, but that white, plump thigh was in front of my eyes for a few days.

After twenty days or so, three or four days before my wedding, I was a neighbor after all. Send an invitation to the couple, strike up a good relationship. My mind wandered to Mrs. Chen’s white thighs. So I came to the old Chen’s house, it so happened that the old Chen is not, I took the invitation to Mrs. Chen, told her about the wedding, and asked them to have the honor to definitely go.

Mrs. Chen’s face just now still smiling and laughing fell down, a little unhappy look, do not care about me. –Really stingy woman, is afraid to pay the gift money, right. I thought. The heart is also very unhappy. But when I think of her being so cheap, I think of her white thighs, and I am happy.

On the day of the wedding, the couple didn’t even show up, only the piggyback brought a 50 yuan red envelope. –What a stingy couple. After the wedding, I moved to a new house and became a real neighbor of Mrs. Chen. Five or six days later, I took a gift for their son, which cost them more than twice as much as their gift money, and a pack of candy and two packs of cigarettes, and went to the door to thank them.

Their seven or eight year old son jumped for joy when he saw the gift I gave him. Mrs. Chen and Sr. Chen also looked happy. And opened their mouths to explain why they didn’t come. I secretly laughed in my heart.

Knowing the old Chen they love to take small advantages, I went to their home to sit, always bring some knickknacks to their son, or go intentionally smoke the leftover half a pack of cigarettes fell in his home on the coffee table, or, when his wife is not there, outside to buy some good food and wine to the old Chen’s home to sip a few mouthfuls. Old Chen couple see me every time I go they have some cheap dip, to me very warm. As long as I come to the door, they are very happy. So, the relationship is getting better day by day. Their family sometimes made some delicious food, and would occasionally come over to call me.

But in all fairness, Mrs. Chen, although she loves to take small advantages, but is a decent woman, at home, the clothes are also neat and tidy, can not find the “flaws” for me to feast my eyes on. There were times when I wore a collarless shirt with a slightly lower neckline, only exposing a white piece of chest, not even the cleavage could be seen. Or a half-length skirt, exposed to one or two inches above the knee, showing white beautiful calves, but no longer show half of the white thighs for me to see.

Old Chen work is very easy, and the unit never arranged for him to travel, socializing is also less, in addition to tobacco and alcohol, no hobbies, and even the popular national pastime – mahjong also do not play, basic after work at home. Mrs. Chen is even more of a husband and mothering wise wife look. It seems that I have no chance at all.

After more than a year, I had nothing to show for it, except that Mrs. Chan’s name was Yang Xiu-fang, 33 years old, and she worked for an insurance company, and that she had spent a few thousand dollars in their home on a “bad debt”. I thought about the debt I had spent and was very upset. Soon, my daughter was born. My wife was taken to the countryside by my mother-in-law to have a month’s vacation. I was the only one left, so as long as I had time, I went to Old Chen’s house to hang out. I spent a few hundred dollars on “dead money”. During one time, Mrs. Chen prostrate buttocks bent over the dining table in front of the dining room chairs, I pretended to go to the toilet, passed by her side, hand pretend accidentally touched her, in her buttocks lightly touched her, she raised her head to look at me, but I pretended to be unaware of the appearance of the head do not even return to go past. But just that one touch had made my heart beat wildly. I thought to myself in the restroom: I’m going to fuck her no matter what.

The next day was Saturday, and at about six o’clock in the afternoon, I carried three bottles of Great Wall dry red, bought some fish, meat and so on, and went to knock on the door at Old Chen’s house. When the door opened, I saw Mrs. Chen standing by the door, and I said, “Sister Yang, I’m here again to dine at your home.” Mrs. Chen said: “Just come, what else to bring ah, Xiaohong ah, every time you come to be so polite, really sorry ah”. As she said this, she took my things and went to the kitchen. I accompanied Lao Chen to sit on the sofa and watch TV for a while, also ran to the kitchen, said: “Sister Yang, is there anything I can do to help”? “No, no, just wait and eat.”

I rubbed up against her and complimented her on how well she cooked, and that I wanted to learn how to do it. In fact, it is looking at her slender waist, high breasts and round buttocks, want to fall in love, several times the urge to lean up to embrace her. After standing for a while, I was afraid that she and Chen would be alerted, but I couldn’t delay for too long, so I went back to the living room to watch TV.

More than half an hour later, Mrs. Chen brought up all the dishes that were ready and said it was time to eat. So his family and I sat at the table and ate. As usual, the old Chen and I drink, Mrs. Chen poured a small cup, while eating and drinking, and so on the finish dinner her wine is also finished, I want to pour her, she even said do not. She sat over there and waited for her son to finish eating, watched TV with her son for a while, then put the water on for her son to take a bath, and served her son to go to bed.

This time, I am determined to do something, so as far as possible out of the pattern to call the old Chen drink, but I always raise a glass of shallow taste, probably more than two hours of drinking, wine also drank more than two bottles of wine, the old Chen’s voice began to speak numb, my head is also a little dizzy. At this time, Mrs. Chen served her son to sleep, also took a shower and wore pajamas sitting on the sofa to watch TV, she heard the old Chen speech is not clear, came over and said: “almost, do not drink, small Hong, save for tomorrow to drink it.

I said, “Sister Yang, it doesn’t matter, does it? Old Chen and I are both happy, besides, we’re not going to work tomorrow, let’s get drunk today”. Old Chen also said: “No more, no more, if you drink again, you will get drunk.” I took off my wrist watch, pointed to a bottle of wine that had only been poured a little and said: “If you drink it, this watch will be yours”. They all know that my watch is worth more than a thousand dollars “Citizen” watch. Old Chen grabbed the watch and said: “Is this true?

I said, “Yeah, when have I ever told a lie?”

Old Chen pointed to his wife, “Does it count if she drinks?”

“Counting”!

Old Chen put the table into his pocket, grabbed the bottle of wine up to his neck, “guldon guldon” drank half a bottle. Then heavily put the bottle on the table, opened his bloodshot eyes numb tongue to his wife said “drink …… drink it”. His wife looked at me, and looked at him, and then looked at the wine. “I deliberately pretended to be drunk and said to her, “Yang…

…Sister, drink, drink …… it, drink a A Φ Boom Tou Forgive Thin?br /] Mrs. Chen finally couldn t resist the temptation of money, frowned, grabbed the bottle, and drank it down in one gulp. Then blushing scarlet, she returned to the sofa to watch TV. By this time, the old Chen has long been ambling on the table, soundly. I first pretended to be awake on the table, but secretly observed Mrs. Chen. Mrs. Chen glanced over at us from time to time and frowned. Finally, she came over and set her husband up in the room.

Then came out and bent down to my ear and said: “Xiaohong, Xiaohong, are you drunk? It’s time to go back to bed” The hot breath coaxed on my face, I couldn’t help but feel hot all over. I couldn’t help but get hot. I restrained myself for a long time before I didn’t reach out to hug her.

I pretended to be drunk, answered, “Well, I’m going back,” while staggering to stand up, seems to be unsteady, a stumble to fall to the ground, she came up to help me, I took advantage of the situation and wrapped my arms around her waist, half of his body on her body, leaning his head against the side of her neck, sniffing the scent of her hair. That half bottle of wine down, I guess Mrs. Chen also slightly drunk. She staggered to help me out of her house, and the two of them fell down and walked to my door.

“Hong, Hong, where are the keys?” She called to me.

I feigned drunkenness and squeaked out a rambling reply. She fumbled around my body with one hand and finally found the key from my waist and after two or three tries opened my front door. As she helped me inside, I pretended to be unsteady on my feet and slammed my shoulder against the security door. She helped me to my room and bent over to put me down on the bed.

I wrapped my arm around her waist and she was unsteady on her feet and fell on top of me. I slammed one hand on her head and kissed her, she struggled to get up and I held on tight. One hand lifted up her nightgown and went down her leg, quickly pulling her panties down to her calves. Then one foot reached down to he side of her panties and stomped on them. She struggled to get up, huffing and puffing, not sure if she was drunk or using too much force.

I rolled over and crushed her underneath me, and she thought I was too drunk to realize it, calling out, “Little Hong, it’s me, I’m Sister Yang, Sister Yang.”

Without making a sound, I ran one hand up her smooth thigh to her root. Her legs clenched tightly to keep my hand from going to the middle of her thigh root.

My mouth searched for hers to kiss her, and her head bobbed back and forth, not letting me touch her tatsu. So I ambled behind her ear and kissed her from her earlobe down to her neck and from her neck to her forehead. One hand below no longer touched her bottom directly, but instead went up and down her smooth thighs and buttocks caressing and rubbing them back and forth.

At first she struggled hard, but after a while she quieted down and stopped pushing me away, yelling something. I noticed her legs relaxing, my hand went to the base of her thighs, and she stopped clenching her legs. I touched her pussy and stroked it back and forth. Slowly feel the hand wet up, by feel know she moved to flow. So I intensified stroking. And again with my mouth to kiss her Chen, this time she no longer bobbing head to avoid. My mouth kissed her Chen, but she still closed her teeth tightly, not let my tongue into it.

I stroked my bottom hand for a while, found the opening of her vagina with my middle finger, and slowly inserted it, she moaned, “Ummm, don’t do that, it’s me”. Using one hand to flick my hand away. I unzipped my pants and caught her hand into my pants gusset, allowing her to take hold of my long fully erect penis, which she gently held, and I felt her thumb turn in a circle at the top of my glans, as if weighing its thickness. I touched her cunt for a while, and felt that she was already fully out of water, so I straightened up, unscrewed the bedside lamp, stripped her pajamas, and unclasped her bra. She was naked in front of me. I could not appreciate her flesh, accumulated more than a year of lust erupted, I reached out to open her legs, touched the mouth of her vagina, the penis to the mouth, hard a hard, firm penis extremely smooth inserted. As my penis plunged deep into her vagina, she let out a long breath of “oh” and clutched my hair with her hands in my hair. I was burning with lust and thrusting back and forth as hard as I could, each time to the very end. I felt her vagina extremely wet and warm, I do not know is more than three months without sex, or I miss her for a long time is too excited, only back and forth thrusting three dozen times, on the waist and femur numb seems to shoot, I stepped up the strength of the thrusting, perhaps a slight tremor of the penis so that she knows that I’m going to shoot, she pushed me hard and said: “Do not shoot in, do not shoot in! “.

But I didn’t care about her words at all, I hugged her waist hard and intensified my hard thrusts a few times before tightening up to the deepest part of my vagina, my penis shook fiercely a few times, and with a single discharge, I felt that I had ejaculated extraordinarily much, spewing all of the blazing hot semen into her body.

I left my cock in her and got on top of her, kissing her breasts. Her eyes were still closed and she was still panting heavily. I pulled out only after my penis had weakened, and saw white cum running down her vagina, coating the opening.

She sat up, “pop” gave me a not too heavy not too light slap, said: “small Hong, you bad dead, pretending to be drunk to rape me, waiting for the jail”. Then said: “let old Chen know, not peel your skin is strange.

Then squatted down on the bed and grabbed a handful of my panties and padded them under the opening of her pussy, letting the cum from her body flow onto them.

While admiring her naked body, I said, “If you want to sue, just do it, in my bed, who knows if we are in love? I’ll just say you seduced me, and others will surely believe it, otherwise why did you come to my bed”?

She waved her hand and gave me another slap, saying: “You are really a scoundrel, obviously raped someone, but also to hit a palladium”. I stroked her cheek, suddenly jumped out of bed, from the dresser drawer took out the camera, squatting naked on the bed of her, “music music music music” took two pictures.

She was shocked, pounced over to grab the camera in my hand, “What are you doing, what are you doing”? I said: “You do not say I raped you? I stayed to do a rape evidence, and then I went to jail can appreciate from time to time to appreciate ah”.

“You don’t want to be like this, Xiaohong”, her tone softened, “Since you have done it, I also forget, just don’t say it out to let others know, especially Lao Chen, don’t let him suspect. You don’t want to take pictures, don’t hurt me.”

I put the camera in a drawer and pinned her down on the bed, “So, you don’t object to me doing it again, do you?”

My naked body was pressed against her delicate flesh, and my dick was immediately tingling again. I was surprised by my own hunger and “quick reaction”.

“No, you give me the camera first.” She said.

“No, you let me fuck first, and I’ll give it to you afterwards”, I said firmly.

She was pressed on the bed and struggled to get up, but how could she get up when she was pressed there by me? Finally, she stopped resisting and said helplessly, “You’re shameless, but make sure you give it to me.”

I stopped responding to her and kissed her, rubbing her breasts with one hand and tweaking her cunt star with the other. My tongue went into her mouth, stirring and sucking. I don’t know if it was because my cum was still stored in her cunt, or if she was leaking again. I just felt that my hands were watery and slippery. She lay back on the bed this time, neither hiding nor catering, just letting me toss and turn her lightly.

I inserted two fingers into her pussy and pumped them back and forth. Lips left her mouth and slowly kissed down her neck, through her breasts, and down to the small of her back. Then I nipped her pubic hair with my teeth and tugged gently. It was only when I ambled down to peel back the opening of her cunt and scrutinize her tender red flesh inside that she clamped her thighs together and used her hands to shield her pussy from my view.

To be honest, Mrs. Chan’s figure and skin color were very good, as if she had never given birth to a child at all. Although her nipples were not pink like some virgins, they were not brown like some women. Her belly was flat and there was no trace of stretch marks from giving birth to a child. Pussy is also very beautiful, two pieces of full cunt to a small groove, the center reveals the red flesh. A pair of thighs round and slender and firm, the whole body skin white and delicate, skin so thin that some places vaguely through the green blood vessels. In addition to a few small brown moles scattered, almost no flaws on the body.

I reached down and spread her legs, pushed her hand away from her pussy, and tried to use my tongue to lick her pussy core, but she hurriedly closed her legs again and pushed my head with her hand, saying, “Don’t, it’s dirty there.” I had to force myself on her, but she refused to do it, so I had to give up.

I still had my hand in her pussy tweaking it and kissing her. After a long time, I withdrew my fingers and said, “Okay, catch my dick in there.”

She said, “No, I don’t.”

I pretended to be mean and nice and said, “Aren’t you? Well then, you don’t want the film.”

She then reached down to my stall, took hold of my cock and guided it to her hole, but pinched it with her fingernails and said, “Go to hell.”

“Ouch, that hurts. Yeah, I’ll just tell it to die drunk in your hole.” Saying that, he pushed it hard and inserted it all the way in.

I humiliated her as I thrust, “How is my dick better than your husband’s?”

Mrs. Chan didn’t say anything, so I asked again in an evil voice, “Not saying anything, are you?”

Mrs. Chen said, “I don’t know.”

“How could you not know. Answer honestly if you want the film.”

Mrs. Chen said half-heartedly, “Yours is harder than his.”

“Whose big”?

“I don’t know.”

I gave my bottom a hard push, “Whose is bigger?”

“…… is about right”.

“Is hard or soft better?”

……

“Is hard or soft better?” Another hard thrust.

“Hard is good.”

“Prefer me sticking it in you than your husband, then, do you?”

Mrs. Chan wrapped her hands around my waist and begged, “Don’t say things like that, okay?”

“Does your husband penetrate you often”?

“Don’t be like that.”

“Had sex yesterday, didn’t you?”

“No, no.”

“When was it done”?

“The first three or four days, I guess.”

“Is there an orgasm?”

“It’s not bad.”

“Do you do it often?”

“No, no, usually once every three or four days.”

“Will you want to”?

……

“Want it or not”?

“Sometimes I want to”.

“What if your husband doesn’t do it when you want to”?

……

“Say it.”

“Come on.”

“Have you ever masturbated.”

“Hong, you’re so annoying, don’t ask.”

“I wouldn’t have given you the film if you hadn’t said so.”

“…… Well, there was.”

“How to do it”?

……

“How to do it”?

“…… with hands la.”

“Do I make you feel good when I thrust?” I asked as I thrust harder.

“Well …… hmmm, it’s still …… okay ……”, Mrs. Chen murmured.

“Was your virginity broken by your husband”?

“No.” Mrs. Chan began to wriggle her waist under me to match my movements.

“Who is it?”

“College Classmates”.

“How old did you start doing it”?

“Twenty-one.”

“How many times did you do it”?

“Three times”.

“Lying.”

“Really just three times.”

“Comfortable?”

“Uncomfortable.”

“Not feeling well now are you”?

“No, comfortable now.”

“So it’s uncomfortable to do it with your husband, is it?”

“Comfortable at times.”

“How many positions do you and your husband usually do”?

“Three or four, I think.”

“Try them all?” I said and stopped.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t you stop.” Mrs. Chan got anxious and raised her waist up to my lower body, her hands tightly circled my buttocks, not allowing my penis to pivot out of her vagina.

“It’s cozy, isn’t it?”

“Mmm, cozy. Don’t stop.”

“And sue me for raping you?” I started thrusting harder again.

“No, not suing, not in the first place.”

“Do you like me”?

“…… don’t um …… like it”.

“Like my dick then?” I kept pumping my cock.

“Dislikes.”

“Yeah, stick it in you, you don’t like me anyway, not a slut.”

“Will you let me stick you again”?

“No”.

“Won’t let me stick it in, will you”?

“No”.

“Let me stick it in or not”?

“Ah …… hehe, you hurry up, don’t stop ah.” Mrs. Chen clutched my waist with both hands and rolled her legs crosswise on my ass. Just as her vagina twitched and clenched with a burst of convulsions, my semen shot out as if it was a flood that broke the dike. All of it shot into Mrs. Chen’s cunt. –This time, she didn’t tell me not to cum in it.

“Oh…”, Mrs. Chen spread out her limbs and took a long, cozy breath. Then a pair of hands caressed my back back and forth. After a while said, “You’re sweating.”

“I’m good, right?” I asked her as I wiped the sweat off my forehead.

She whacked me on the back, “Yuck.” With a roll, she lifted me off the bed and climbed up, holding out a hand, “Give it to me.”

“More, huh?”

“What? It’s film.”

“Where’s the film?” I laughed as I got up from the bed and went to the dresser drawer and pulled out my camera and threw it at her.

She opened the cover of the camera and found it empty, no film in it at all. Said, “Yeah, the little bastard lied to me.”

“Would you let me fuck without lying”?

“Go to hell. Seriously, letting you take advantage of me this time is fine, but if you dare to fool around next time, I won’t agree to it, and I’ll tell my family’s old Chen to flatten you to death.” Mrs. Chen started to put on her clothes on the bed.

I got into bed and wrapped my arms around her, fondling her breasts. “You’re so desperate, aren’t you?”

“Get your doggy paws off me,” Mrs. Chen said.

“Doesn’t it stay at all”?

“Who do you think you are.”

“More or less half your husband.”

“Half your big head, rapist.” Mrs. Chen picked up her panties and was just about to put them on when she suddenly grabbed my panties again, wiped them on her crotch and threw them at me before putting them on, putting on her pajamas, whisking them off, jumping off the bed, and about to go out. I jumped down naked and hugged her from the front and kissed her.

Mrs. Chen let me touch her lips and pushed me away, “Don’t fool around.” Saying that, she walked out of the room, opened the security door of my house and walked out.

I peeked out and saw that it was dark up and down the stairs, and the neighbors had long since gone to sleep. Mrs. Chen opened the door to her house and flashed in as quietly as a ghost. Just about to close the door, was followed by the still naked me to hold the waist, my hands from the hem of her pajamas into the fingers into her flesh, tightly cupped her round buttocks, so that her lower abdomen tightly pressed against my lower body.

Mrs. Chen’s upper body leaned back slightly, “That’s enough, stop it, if you don’t let go I’m going to scream.”

I still clung to her warm, soft flesh, “You yell.”

Mrs. Chen used her hand to remove my hand on her buttocks, “What a scoundrel”. Then she turned around and pushed me towards the door, closing it with a bang.

I returned to bed and returned to Mrs. Chen’s flesh. I was still excited as I tossed and turned after getting my wish for over a year. Suddenly, my back pressed against something hard, and I reached out and touched it to my eyes to see that it was a hairpin. It should have been dropped by Mrs. Chen, I thought, putting it under my nose and smelling it, the hair card still seemed to carry Mrs. Chen’s hair scent. That night, thinking about Mrs. Chen’s flesh, it was hard to fall asleep in the early hours of the morning.

Woke up the next day, it was already after ten in the morning with the red sun, took a shower, combed through my hair, opened the fridge and ate something random. Walked out and knocked on the door across the street.

Old Chen opened the door and let me in. My eyes searched around, did not see Mrs. Chen. So I sat down on the sofa and chatted with Old Chen, who looked drunk and unconscious, with puffy eyes and yawning from time to time. At this time from the balcony came the sound of the washing machine, I think she should be washing clothes. Sure enough, after a while, Mrs. Chen came in from the balcony wearing an apron, and I pretended to call her “Sister Yang”. When she saw me, her face looked a little unnatural, and she gave a little “humph” in agreement.

I saw my watch on the old Chen’s hand and pretended not to see it. Deliberately said aloud, “Sister Yang, yesterday drank too much, as if the watch fell in your house, have you seen it”? When Lao Chen heard this, his face became even more ugly, as if his buttocks had been stung by a bee, and he straightened up and went to the room.

I looked at Old Chen’s back and secretly laughed.

Mrs. Chen responded in a good-natured manner, “I don’t know about your men’s affairs.”

I took out the hairpin from my pants pocket to play with it. Sure enough, as soon as Mrs. Chan saw the hairpin, she rushed over and tried to snatch it back. I took the opportunity to give her a heavy touch on her ass. Mrs. Dong Chen glared at me fiercely, but didn’t squeak.

I was itching to straddle over, flip over on the floor, and thrust hard like yesterday. I swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said towards Old Chen’s room, “Brother Chen, come here, there is something to discuss with you.”

Old Chen came out of the room, and I threw him a Dazhonghua. “What is it?” he asked. he asked.

That’s a very alert look. You’re afraid I’ll ask for my watch back, aren’t you?

“There’s something I’d like to ask you for a favor.”

“What is it?”

“is this way, the unit wants me to send a material to the provincial capital, but, I have the fact that I can not go, can you help me to go a trip”?

“In fact, it is not very important documents, can not let send, you only need to send to the unit to the communication room on the line, of course, you give me the invoice, the fare accommodation I all inclusive, plus half a packet of “China” and 300 yuan hard work, 12:00 noon train, tomorrow morning back, not to miss your business! I’ll be back tomorrow morning.

“Why don’t you just do me a favor?”

When Lao Chen heard that it was profitable, he said, “Well, so familiar with their own brothers, but also what smoke is not smoke.

I’ll call the head of the unit and take a half day off tomorrow. “

“Then it’s settled.” I pulled six hundred dollar bills out of my pocket and placed them on his coffee table.

Mrs. Chen seemed to know that I didn’t have good intentions and called out, “Old Chen, don’t promise anything, it’s been a long time since I’ve been to my mom’s house, let’s go to my mom’s house for dinner today.”

“It’s a small Hong thing, a favor should be done, your mom’s house can go anytime, let’s go next week”.

“That’s right, Sister Yang, just leave it alone, nothing will happen, you’ll be satisfied.” I said in a double entendre.

Mrs. Chen wanted to say something, her face was scarlet, she turned her back on Old Chen, and glared at me fiercely again.

I went home, found the papers I was supposed to send on Monday, sealed them, addressed them, and took half a strip of “China” with me.

Come to Lao Chen’s house and give it to Lao Chen.

Old Chen happily took the letter and cigarettes, “What are you doing here, too polite, too polite, I’ll go prepare for it.” Fart trembling walked back to the room. Mrs. Chen then gave me another hard look.

At that moment his son Pingping came out of his room and clamored “Dad, I’ll go too, I’ll go too, you take me.”

“Pingping be good, don’t go with dad, tell your mom to take you to grandma’s house.” Old Chen said.

As soon as I heard that it was going to be bad, I hurriedly said, “Pingping, come here, don’t quarrel with your father, uncle will take you to play”, walked to his side and quietly said, “uncle will take you to buy a toy, don’t let your parents know”.

“Yeah, yeah.” Ping Ping was happy. –After all, it’s a child.

I took Pingping out the door and said as I walked, “Sister Yang, I’ll take Pingping out for a while, I’ll be right back, I won’t be able to take care of him in the afternoon, you’ll have to wait for me at home.”

I rode my bike and took Ping Ping to the supermarket and bought him an electric remote control toy car, and Ping Ping jumped up and down with joy.

Walking out of the grocery store, I asked “Ping Ping, do you remember your grandmother’s house?

“I know, I’ve been there.” Ping was looking down and playing with a toy.

“Uncle has something going on right now, I can’t play with you, I’ll send you to your grandma’s house, okay?”

Pinky is fiddling with a toy without looking up and says, “Yeah.” — like I was obsessed with her mom’s flesh.

So I sent Pingping to his grandmother’s house, and told the adults in his family that I had brought Pingping out to play, and now I suddenly had something to do, so I couldn’t send Pingping back, so I sent him here, and his family thanked me profusely.

I looked at my watch, it was more than twelve o’clock. So, I came to the fast food restaurant and took out my cell phone to call towards Lao Chen’s house while eating.

The phone rang two or three times and someone picked it up. “Sister Yang, I’m Xiao Hong ah, has Old Chen left yet?”

Hearing that it was Mrs. Chen’s voice I said.

“I don’t know, what kind of conspiracy are you playing?”

As soon as I heard the tone of her voice, I knew that Old Chen had definitely left. “You wait at home ah, I’ll be right back with Pingping.” After saying that, without waiting for her to squeak, I hung up the phone.

I packed a meal. Rode back.

I rang the doorbell of Old Chen’s house and Mrs. Chen opened the door. Seeing me enter alone, she asked me, “Where’s Pingping?”

I put the boxed lunch I’d brought back on the coffee table and wrapped my arms around her, kissing her cheeks, “Sold by me.”

Mrs. Chen broke away from my embrace and avoided a few steps to the living room couch, “Where did you leave him?”

“Sent him to his grandmother’s house.” I followed closely, wrapping my arms around her again and pressing toward the couch.

Mrs. Chan collapsed on the couch, and I crouched over her and kissed her, one hand wrenching her shoulders, one hand probing under her skirt to stroke back and forth across her thighs.

Mrs. Chen struggled and said, “What are you doing, the people across the street are watching.”

I got up and walked over to the living room window and drew the curtains.

Mrs. Chen had sat up.

I pinned her to the couch again.

“Don’t you do that, I’ll get angry”, Mrs. Chen said.

“Didn’t we have it last night? And you still have to keep the holiday for your husband?” I teased. Still just looking for her mouth to kiss her, one hand gently grabbing and rubbing her breasts, one hand holding her waist tightly.

Mrs. Chen closed her double chen tightly, I gagged my mouth on hers and probed my tongue to lick back and forth on her lips. Then pried open her lips and pushed in. Mrs. Chen clenched her teeth to keep my tongue out. I pushed my tongue between her upper and lower teeth, trying to open a door through the gap. Mrs. Chen suddenly opened her mouth and bit down hard on the tongue I stuck into her mouth, hurting me so much that my tears almost fell. My hand grabbed hard on her ass and Mrs. Chen opened her mouth to scream in pain. I screamed, “If you dare to bite me again, I will treat you ruthlessly with a tooth for a tooth.”

After saying that, I went to kiss her again. Mrs. Chen meekly let my tongue into her mouth this time, and my tongue chased after hers, stirring and sucking.

After a long kiss, Mrs. Chen avoided my mouth and said, “Okay, okay, let me up.”

I should not, kissing her neck.

“Go to bed if you want.” Mrs. Chen said in a small, almost inaudible voice, Sis Ai Ai.

I picked her up and Mrs. Chan hooked her arms around my neck and laid her head on my chest.

I put Mrs. Chan on the bed, Mrs. Chan hooked my neck and wouldn’t let go, I took advantage of the situation and collapsed on top of her, this time Mrs. Chan was very cooperative, and the two of them kissed passionately.

I slipped my hand under her skirt and grabbed the front of her panties and pulled them down. As the panties went up and down her waist Mrs. Chan lifted her ass and they were smoothly pulled down to her calves by me. I pressed my palm against her pubic mound, and felt the wetness on my palm as I gently rubbed and pressed. A moment later, my fingers sought between her cunt, gently digging and gouging, coating her cunt with her lewdness and seeking out her nub, my index and middle fingers dipped into the lewdness and rubbed up and down in circles.

Mrs. Chen’s breathing quickened. I stopped kissing her and started to undress her. Mrs. Chen herself quickly unbuttoned all the buttons with her right hand, and her clothes were easily stripped off by me, revealing her dimpled, snow-white and plump flesh, and I noticed that her hair down there wasn’t very thick, and was in the shape of an inverted triangle growing over her pubic mound. Looking at the plump breasts and flat lower abdomen, my heartbeat became more rapid. Mrs. Chan was lying naked over there, as if she was shy and closed her eyes. I took off my own clothes in three tries and lay on top of her. Mrs. Chan spread her legs wide and naturally let my body lie between her legs. I used my tongue to lick her nipples, one hand still just rubbing on her pussy nucleus, and one hand backhandedly padded under her ass gently tickling her ass with my fingers.

Mrs. Chen said vaguely with one hand caressing my face, “Well, go in.”

I continued my movements. Mrs. Chan’s hand caught my hard cock and guided it to the opening of her vagina. But I only let the glans next to her pussy without inserting it. Mrs. Chan’s belly pushed up, trying to latch onto my penis. I raised my lower body up slightly to keep her from getting it.

“You go in,” Mrs. Chen said slightly louder.

“You want me to stick it in you now, don’t you”?

Mrs. Chan should not.

I added, “If you want me to stick it in you, you have to be obedient.” I pressed my glans onto Mrs. Chan’s pussy again.

Mrs. Chan twisted her hips to adjust her position so that her vaginal opening was against my penis. I pushed my back hard and my penis plunged in smoothly.

“Do you like me?” Mrs. Chan asked as I thrust in and wrapped her hands around my waist.

“Like.” I replied.

“It’s like my little sister, isn’t it?” He said and ate and laughed.

“All like it.” Just after I said that, I immediately remembered what I had said yesterday. “Yeah, you’re flirting with me aren’t you”? I thrust hard.

Mrs. Chen still couldn’t stop laughing.

I released one hand to rub her breasts, which flopped up and down like waves with my thrusts, and buried my head in them.

Mrs. Chan’s head was tilted back, and from time to time she raised her belly to meet my thrusts.

I seemed to feel her cunt getting hotter and hotter, and I was thrusting faster and faster, and in less than five minutes, I let it all out, and shot it all inside her. Then taking a long breath, my whole body fell limply on top of her.

Mrs. Chen raised her head and kissed my forehead, then reached down with one hand and touched the combination of my penis and her vagina and dabbed a bit of semen that had already flowed out, put it in front of her eyes and looked at it, and then put it under her nose and smelled it.

“Never seen it before?” I asked her with a puzzled smile. “Is it that my cum is particularly good”?

“Bah, what a stinker. But your semen is weird.”

“What’s so weird about it?” I asked.

“I’m allergic to Old Chan’s semen, but not yours, why is that?”

“Allergies?” I asked in disbelief.

“Yeah, as long as Old Chen doesn’t wear a condom, after finishing I get itchy all over my body, with little red spots like a spotty rash, it’s especially uncomfortable, so I always ask him to wear a condom, and I never let him ejaculate into it”.

“So do you guys wear condoms every time you do it”?

“Uh-huh.”

“Then how did Ping Ping get born? She’s not a bastard, is she?”

“Fuck you,” Mrs. Chen said as she pushed me. “And just for having a baby the one or two times I let him cum in it.”

“You’re so pretty and have such nice skin on your face, I thought it was because you had too much cum.”

“What? I wasn’t ugly in the first place. When I was young, I was the flower of the class, and I had a good reputation in school.” Mrs. Chen stroked my back and said, “Not anymore, I’m old.”

“No, you’re still beautiful, you know? The first time I saw you, I wanted to make love to you.”

“Good, you big pervert, you’ve been harboring a wolf’s heart for a long time.” Mrs. Chen scratched my back with her fingernails.

“Yeah, I’ve been thinking about it for more than a year, and only now I finally got you to comfort the pain of longing”, I said.

“Am I really that good? But I’m five or six years older than you.”

I tugged on her earlobe and said, “Age isn’t a problem. You’re really nice, sexy, and a turn on for men, but you’re just not flirty enough.”

“Ha, you like slutty women? Then your wife must be very slutty, right? But it doesn’t look like it.” Mrs. Chen said with a smile.

“The purer the wife, the better, and the sluttier the lover, the more flavorful,” I said, smiling back.

“So you mean you want me to slut?” Mrs. Chan said.

“Yeah. You admit to being my lover, right? But there are many men for a woman as beautiful as you, aren’t there?

Am I the first”?

“Fuck you”, Mrs. Chan whacked me on the chest, “How many are you? The hundredth.”

“It can’t be, can it? So exaggerated. Just how many am I?” I wailed.

“How many can I have”? Mrs. Chen laughed and said, “Your short-lived ghost is the third.”

“Oh?”

“The first one is a college friend of my first love, the second one is my husband, and the third one is a short-lived little bastard.” Mrs. Chen’s smile remained the same.

“Why do first loves break up?” I pulled out my already weakened penis from Mrs. Chen’s vagina.

“It’s not appropriate,” Mrs. Chen said.

“Why”?

“It’s also allergies, he wants it every chance he gets, and he can’t find a condom at that time, and when I don’t let him get it on, he says I don’t love him, and that’s what men do.”

“It’s that simple”?

“It’s that simple.”

“So do you do it a lot with him? Still think about him, don’t you?”

“What? I was scared to death, allergic, no fun, didn’t want to do it at all. I’ve done it three times in a hurry. Three times together is not as long as you once.” Mrs. Chen finished with a finger on my forehead, “Now I’ve forgotten about him. I was sad for a while when we broke up, but then I forgot about him. Now that I think about it, I didn’t love him at the time, I just had a crush on him and was curious about men”.

“Yes, it’s good to forget. I see that Old Chen is quite good to you, and you love him, you guys have fun greatly, right?” Thinking of the tall and handsome old Chen, I asked sourly.

“He was nice to me, but I really don’t know how to say this thing called feelings. At that time, I was attracted to him because I thought he looked good.”

“Isn’t he good”? I was in a cheerful mood.

“No more, I’m hungry.” Mrs. Chan was about to push me away.

I remained on top of her and wouldn’t get up, “Say it.”

“Is it interesting for a big man of a meter seven or so to act like a little woman”? Mrs. Chan asked me rhetorically.

Without waiting for me to speak, she added, “I thought I was allergic to all men”, and Mrs. Chen put her hands around my waist and hugged me tightly. “Sometimes when I watch porn and see the women in it peacefully accepting men’s things, it really doesn’t taste good to my heart”.

“You watch porn too? You’re envious, aren’t you?”

“Yes, when I went to the hospital, the doctor said I had a special constitution”, Mrs. Chen said.

“What about now?” I lewdly patted Mrs. Chan’s cum-filled pussy with my hand.

“Go go go”, Mrs. Chen pushed me away, “What’s with the stinking smugness”.

“Am I smug?” I said, feigning condescension.

Mrs. Chen patted my cheek with her hand, “Okay, enough of that, I’m really hungry, I’m going to eat.”

I rolled off Mrs. Chen, “I brought you fast food.”

“Pleasing me? You eat it then?”

“Eat up.”

Mrs. Chen knelt on the bed, grabbed my panties and wiped my pussy, wiped the mixture of cum and lust that ran down her thighs, and threw the panties over my head, “Give it back.”

I grabbed my panties, put them to my nose and sniffed, “OMG, that stinks.”

“That’s your stuff stinks.” Mrs. Chen laughed. Grabbing the boxer shorts that I took off on the bed to put on.

I grabbed her boxers, “Forget it, don’t wear them, just let me enjoy your wonderful body a little longer”.

“Bah, embarrassed to death.” Mrs. Chen pulled the bath towel folded in the corner of the bed, wrapped it around her chest and stomach, grabbed the two corners, tied a knot in front, and walked out of the room half-naked.

I half lay down for a while, grabbed the panties that Mrs. Chen had wiped her filth with just now, put them around my waist, and followed them out.

Mrs. Chen sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and ate while holding the boxed lunch I bought.

Seeing that the towel she was wearing only covered the base of her legs, with her entire plump and tender thighs exposed, I sat down next to her and placed my hand on one of her elevated legs, admiring the tantalizing creature beside me.

Mrs. Chen finished her boxed lunch and put the box towards the coffee table. Leaning her body back, she leaned back on the sofa and watched TV.

“Hey, don’t you have a porno? Take it out and enjoy it.” I called out to her.

“What’s there to see there, go get it yourself if you want to see it, Mrs. Chen pouted at a cupboard by the TV cabinet.”

I went over and opened the cupboard door, saw that there were three or four yellow disks inside, picked one with an attractive cover, put it into the VCD player, sat down on the sofa next to Mrs. Chan, picked up the remote control and changed it to that channel, then put one of Mrs. Chan’s thighs on my knee and stroked it.

The screen appeared to be a Japanese look like a man and a woman, into a hotel, into the room, the man to help the woman to take off his coat, the two kissed, a moment, the two fell on the bed together, tearing each other down, take off their clothes, the male ambush in the female under the licking pussy, after a while, the man climbed up and let the woman kneel on his legs with his mouth kissing his flaccid prick, blowing up the shawl. Then the two fell on the bed and fucked, with clear images of the guy’s prick pumping in and out of his pussy from time to time. The woman grunted and moaned exaggeratedly. Seeing this, my dick was already standing tall and furious, and I turned to look at Mrs. Chan and saw that she was staring at the TV. I put my hand on Mrs. Chan’s pussy and touched it, and it too was already flooded with spring. My fingers stroked up her pussy, and Mrs. Chan fell crookedly onto my chest, using two fingers to pinch at one of my nipples.

After a while, I stood up, took off my panties, flipped Mrs. Chan over on the sofa, pulled off the bath towel around her body, grabbed both of her legs, put them over her shoulders, and put each of my hands on her thighs, so that her upper body was lying on the sofa, with her buttocks below her in the air, and I plunged my penis into her pussy. Mrs. Chan’s two hands grabbed my elbows and let me thrust wildly. Mrs. Chan’s legs slipped off my shoulders under my drastic movements and were held in the air by my hands. About seventy to eighty thrusts, the arm holding Mrs. Chen is sore and swollen, I put down her legs, her body back to me, and then let her head buried in the sofa, her buttocks high up, revealing the two cunts are not yet completely closed pussy, I behind the back of the penis aimed at the small hole inserted, my belly again and again “thump! “My belly hit her ass again and again, with my thrusting action, Mrs. Chen’s hanging breasts shook wildly. The two of them were muffled for another seventy to eighty thrusts.

Mrs. Chan moaned, “I’m so tired doing this, let’s go to the bed”?

I stopped thrusting, pulled out my penis, picked up Mrs. Chen, walked into the room, put her on the bed, lying on top of her and thrusting hard again. Probably because I did it twice last night and just ejaculated again, this time it lasted longer, I think it was seven or eight minutes, right? My waist was numb, and I ejaculated into her again.

A moment later, I patted Mrs. Chen’s thighs on my buttocks, Mrs. Chen lowered her legs and let go of her hands around my waist, and I climbed up from Mrs. Chen, leaning halfway against the back of the bed, and asked her, “Got a smoke?”

Mrs. Chen said, “What are you smoking, I hate it when men smoke.” But still grabbed my long shirt around my waist, got up and got out of bed and walked out, bringing in the cigarettes, lighter and ashtray together. I took it from her and pulled one out and lit it up and smoked it. Mrs. Chen got into bed and pulled off the clothes around the waist, naked in my arms, with a hand to pick up my soft penis, picking up a due to semen and lewd water sticking in the come up I do not know whether it is her or my pubic hair, scrutinize my little brother. I put one arm around her shoulders and asked her, “Satisfied?”

Mrs. Chen turned back to me and smiled flirtatiously, still turning her head back to play with my dick. I noticed that the semen coming out of Mrs. Chan’s vagina had fallen onto the bedsheets and stained a piece of it. I said to her, “Sister Yang, your sheets are dirty. Mrs. Chen looked down, reached down and wiped her hand under her pussy, then smeared her cum-stained palm on my chest and said, “It wasn’t you who did it.”

I asked her, “Who’s better than Old Chan and I?”

Mrs. Chen leaned her head against my chest, “I don’t know.”

“Tell me about it, I want to know.”

“Okay, okay, count on you being meaner and more colorful, okay.”

“So that means I’m better?”

Mrs. Chan’s hand squeezed my penis, “Stinking? How old are you?”

“Like doing it with me?”

“Not like that,” Mrs. Chan replied.

“Really?”

“Okay, okay, can’t say it enough.”

I put my half-smoked cigarette in a gesture to burn towards her body, “Your body is too perfect, let’s leave you a mark”. Mrs. Chen hastily dodged, “You’re going to die.”

“Your body and skin are really good, it doesn’t look like you’ve given birth to a child.” I said as I looked at Mrs. Chen’s curvaceous, tender and white body with green veins.

“Not as good as your wife.”

“No, you’re prettier, my yellow face looks like I don’t know what she’ll look like after giving birth.”

“Hui Hui (my wife, I call her that) is not very beautiful, so young and called yellow face ah, how about me”?

“You’re sexier and more alluring than she is.”

“Don’t flatter me, you couldn’t part with her if she was replaced with me, could you?”

“It is better for both to lie beside me, neither lacking, one to love.”

“Bah, what a lack of heart, really, Huihui will still kill you.”

“If my wife doesn’t object, will you”?

“Don’t say these impossible things.”

I spread her legs wide, then peeled open her pussy and inserted the upside down end of the half-smoked cigarette a centimeter or so into her vagina. Then letting go of my hand, Mrs. Chen’s pussy chen naturally closed and held the cigarette in place.

“What are you doing? Don’t burn me.” Mrs. Chen was about to clench her legs.

“Don’t move, you’ll really burn if you do.” I buried my face between her legs and pretended to smoke. Took a drag, then blazed out, “Ah, it sure tastes different.”

“What flavor is it?” Mrs. Chen chimed in.

I closed my eyes, looking back in time, and said, ” Oh… , milk flavor, apple flavor, balsamic pear flavor, and a whiff of, A., it’s – slutty”.

Mrs. Chen couldn’t hold back any longer when she saw me like that, rubbing her stomach and laughing. Then reached for her cigarette and shoved the end of the butt that had been inserted into her vagina into my mouth, “It tastes so good, so taste it again.”

I take two sharp puffs, then put the cigarette in the ashtray and twist it out. “Well, go home and get some sleep, too.”

“Not sleeping at my place? No one’s around anyway.” Mrs. Chen said as she reached out and wrapped her arms around my waist.

“That’s great, I can’t wait. I’m just embarrassed to say it.”

“Bah, people have been stolen by you, begged for a bargain but still sell your good behavior, your skin is so thick, you still know to be embarrassed ah.” Mrs. Chen probed up and put the ashtray on the floor.

I reached over and scratched her nose, “It’s not clear who’s actually stealing who, not you stealing a man?”

“You’ve spent a lot of money in my house for so long, haven’t you?” Mrs. Chen suddenly asked me.

“Money is nothing, after I get you, even more money won’t hurt me.”

“You’re so generous. Two thousand dollars in two days.” . Mrs. Chen said and put my shirt around my waist again, jumped out of bed and went to find the key to open one of the dresser drawers, took out a stack of money and counted about three thousand dollars, came over and stuffed it in the pocket of my blouse that I put on the bed.

“What are you doing?” I asked her.

“Your money back to you, who wants your stinking money, so I can have peace of mind.” Then came back to bed and snuggled into my arms.

I was silent: what a woman who is greedy for carnal desire, ah, for the sake of carnal pleasure, even became generous.

Mrs. Chen twisted her body and lay down beside me, “Sleep? Don’t think nonsense.”

I followed suit and lay beside her. Mrs. Chen supplemented a thin quilt over the two of them, then grabbed one of my arms and rested it on her head. With her face turned to me, she closed her eyes. I reached underneath her with one hand and kept combing her pubic hair, and at some point, fell asleep.

I don’t know how long I slept, but I woke up, only to feel that half of my body was sore and numb and lost consciousness. Twisted to see, the arm is still pillowed under Mrs. Chen’s head. She was still sleeping soundly, a smile blooming on her lips, was she also tasting the flavor of intercourse in her dreams? Looking at her, I couldn’t help but think so.

I tried to gently pull my arm out, but it was unconscious and didn’t work at all. I had to gently lift her head with my other hand, and then rely on squirming to bring out the numbed hand. Just as I was about to pull it out, Mrs. Chen opened her eyes and woke up as well. She smiled at me and leaned her body towards me, “You didn’t sleep?”

“Sleeping, just woke up.” I replied. I pulled my arm out and frowned.

“What’s wrong with you?” She asked me with concern.

“The arm is numb.”

She grabbed my arm and gently rubbed it for me.

“What time is it?” I asked her.

She pulled out her cell phone from under her pillow and looked at it, “Oops, it’s already seven o’clock.”

“Hungry? Why don’t I go cook and you eat”?

“No, let’s just go out to eat,” I said.

“How troublesome it is to go out. Besides, if I go out with you, what if someone sees me? Forget it, I’ll go cook it, it’ll be ready soon.”

Mrs. Chan said, trying to get dressed and get up. I grabbed her panties and bra, “Don’t wear these, they’re at home anyway.” While she was putting on her skirt, I noticed a thin layer of cum crusts between her thighs and at the base of her legs partly due to the dried up cum and lewd water that had gotten on them.

She put on her long skirt and slapped me on the face, “You go back to sleep, I’ll call you when it’s done.”

When she went out, I put her panties under my nose and smelled them, there was no odor. I opened it again and looked at it, it was cotton white panties, the texture was quite good, with some small flowers embroidered by machine. There are some faint marks on it, probably stained with the traces left on it by her lustful water. I thought of the way it wrapped tightly around Mrs. Chen’s ass and pussy, and my dick got erect again.

I dropped her panties and grabbed her bra when I heard her on the phone in the living room. “…… Mom, it’s Xiu Fang, …… Is Ping Ping on your side? Have …… you had dinner yet? …… Old Chen had a business trip …… I have a coworker’s birthday treating me to dinner tonight, so I won’t be able to come back until later …… Pingping will stay on your side, I’ll come pick him up from school early tomorrow morning ………”

I laughed: so the pleasure of carnal desire also made her a slut. It seems that she still wants to keep me here at night.

I put on my panties and walked to the living room and sat down, the TV was still on, but the porn had long since finished. I went over and turned off the VCD player. Then I made a pot of tea and sat on the sofa to turn the channel to watch the news broadcast. After drinking half a pot of tea, I saw that there was nothing on the news broadcast. So I got up and walked to the kitchen, and when I saw Mrs. Chen’s body, which was only covered with a long skirt and no underwear or bra, I couldn’t help but feel a surge of desire, so I walked behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. She turned and smiled at me, “Not sleeping? In a minute.” I lifted her long skirt up to her waist, revealing her white, round ass.

She smacked me on the back of my hand, “What are you doing, a hungry man? The people across the street will see it.”

I turned around and snapped off the kitchen light and said, “Is that okay now?” Mrs. Chan turned her upper body to kiss me. As I kissed her, I rolled her long skirt up to her waist and ran my hands over her smooth ass and thighs. Then towards her pussy. In a moment, Mrs. Chan’s bottom was wet. I turned Mrs. Chen’s body and pressed her upper body towards the sink, Mrs. Chen’s hands propped up on the edge of the sink, arching her body and prostrating her buttocks, I pulled off my panties, clamped my hand around my dick, found the opening of her vagina, and plunged it in with one hard thrust. Mrs. Chen grunted as I plunged in, and wrapped one hand back around my ass.

My two hands grasped Mrs. Chan’s two plump breasts, perhaps because my penis was also covered with semen and formed a dry, hard, thin crust? Although Mrs. Chen’s pussy is watery, but when I started to go in, I felt that it was not very smooth, so I first gently inserted seven or eight times, and when the penis was completely dipped into the lewd liquid, it was very smooth, and I vigorously inserted, and this time there was no change of position, and it took a particularly long time to do it, and it took more than ten minutes to do it, and Mrs. Chen’s upper half of her body had already fallen down on the side of the sink under my vigorous insertion, and I reached out and touched the root of her thighs, and found that the lewd water of both of them ran down her I reached out and touched the roots of her thighs, and found that the lewd water of the two men flowed down her thighs to her knees.

Mrs. Chen was extremely cooperative in wriggling her buttocks to meet my attack. After a while, Mrs. Chen’s buttocks no longer wriggled, she was half paralyzed over there and didn’t move at all, just letting my penis rampage in and out of her vagina galloping and sweeping, and after dozens of times of thrusting, my body shook and my penis jumped a few times in her vagina, and then all of it was gone. I continued to let my penis penetrate into Mrs. Chan’s vagina, feeling the wrapping of Mrs. Chan’s extremely moist vagina. With both hands, I went to grab and squeeze Mrs. Chan’s breasts. Mrs. Chen also did not straighten up, her upper body was still crouching on the edge of the pool, seemingly savoring the afterglow of her earlier pleasures.

I suddenly smelled a burning odor, I sniff, “What’s burning”? Mrs. Chen then woke up like a dream, “Oops, it’s my dish”. Not caring that my penis is still left in her vagina, also ignoring my nakedness, straighten up, hurriedly walked to the switch, pressed the light, and then rushed to the stove, lifted the lid of the pot, the meat stewed in the pot has long been scorched. “This is bad, we can’t eat it.” Mrs. Chen looked disappointed. “Forget it”, I reassured her, “with you, I’ll be full even if I don’t eat.”

“I’m so sorry.” Mrs. Chen picked up the pan and said to me with an apologetic face. “Why don’t I scramble two eggs for you.”

“Yeah, you ate two of my eggs, and I ate two of yours, so it’s even.”

“What are you babbling about, go go go, stay to one side, and don’t put on your clothes, shame on you.” Mrs. Chen pushed me away.

I reached into her skirt and touched her thighs, I didn’t realize that all of the semen that was originally shot in her vagina had flowed down the roots of her legs and onto her thighs, I touched my hands full of sticky liquid, my hand wiped Mrs. Chen’s left face: “Fragrant, right? I heard that semen is a beauty treatment, don’t waste it.” Mrs. Chen kicked my calf with her foot, “It stinks, who wants your stinky stuff ah.” I picked up the pants on the ground, looked up and saw a few chili peppers in the vegetable blues, a move in my heart, took Mrs. Chen’s attention when she secretly took one, went to the room and stuffed it under the pillow, and returned to the living room to watch TV.

A few minutes later, Mrs. Chen brought out the dishes, “Dinner is served.”

I walked over to the table naked in just my underwear.

Mrs. Chen said, “Don’t you have any clothes? You’re making a fool of yourself.”

I said, “There are no outsiders, who are we with?” and I sat down.

Mrs. Chen gave me a bowl full of rice and pinched a large piece of egg into my bowl, “Try my cooking, is it good?”

“Yummy, yummy, I’ve tasted it before.”

“But today is different.”

Do you even cook differently when you’re in bed? – – I laughed in my mind.

“Is it good?” Mrs. Chen watched me take a bite of the dish.

“Yummy, yummy, just as good as you are.” I smacked my mouth exaggeratedly.

“You’re the one with a poor mouth.” Mrs. Chen laughed with satisfaction, picking up the bowl and filling it with rice for herself.

I hadn’t finished my bowl of rice when Mrs. Chan asked me, “Some wine?”

“Yeah, but you have to drink with me.”

“I don’t know how to drink.” Mrs. Chen got up and took a glass to me, then went to get a bottle of Jiannanchun, “There is no good wine, this is the best”. She opened the lid and poured a full glass into my cup.

“You’re not drinking?” I asked her after taking a sip from my cup.

“Is it good?” Mrs. Chen grabbed my cup and took a sip. “Aiya, so fierce ah, you also drink less, drunk again to ……”. Mrs. Chen smiled cheekily and didn’t say anything further.

“Drunk enough to rape you again, huh?” I laughed as I finished helping her.

“It’s good to know.” Mrs. Chen finished, “Puffing” out a laugh.

“Then drink more so you can rape me,” I said as I gave her a smooth twist on her ass.

Mrs. Chen raised her chopsticks and knocked me on the head, “Don’t bother.”

After a few bites of food, she added, “Have some soup, it’s good for drinkers.”

“Okay.” I finish the last bite of my bowl. Lift my glass of wine.

“How about some more dinner?”

“No need.”

“Eat some more, but eat enough rice and drink less wine.” After saying that, he took my bowl and filled another bowl and put it in front of me.

“Eat more food than you can eat,” I said.

“Just eat then, I don’t want you to.”

I picked up my glass and took a sip, “You want some?”

Mrs. Chen took my cup and took a sip. Sticking her tongue out, she gasped, “It’s hard to drink.”

I finished the bowl of rice. Mrs. Chen also finished her bowl and stopped eating.

“Are you full?” I asked her.

“I’m full, you eat more food.”

“Then have some wine.”

“Don’t, it’s hard to drink.”

“Drink a little, it’ll be more fun later,” I said.

“Bah, who’s in love with you.” Mrs. Chen said, but took a sip from my cup.

“Let’s hammer and scissors, whoever loses drinks?” I asked her.

“Yeah, but no cheating.”

After twenty or thirty times, the two of them lost and won, and by the time I had drunk half a bottle of wine, I had lost three times in a row, and had taken three sips just to finish the wine in my glass. I reached for the bottle, Mrs. Chen snatched it away: “Don’t drink, drinking too much will hurt your body”. After saying that she was going to take the bottle in, she took a few steps and then fell back. I reached over and stroked her hand that was holding the bottle and said, “I’m so happy, I feel a little bit at home.”

“You still know what’s good for you, I thought you didn’t remember the southeast and northwest.” Mrs. Chen smiled flirtatiously at me.

Drifting into the kitchen. I looked at her back and finished my glass in one gulp. Helpfully, I put the dishes away.

“Who needs your help? Go, go, go, go sit on the couch. It’s nice to wiggle around naked, isn’t it”?

Mrs. Chan punched me in the back.

I laughed cheekily and touched her on the chest, “Goodness gracious, you’ve been struck by lightning.” After that, I went to watch TV.

Mrs. Chen finished washing the dishes and went to her room to get her clothes out. Draping my clothes over me, “The whole stinky man one, drinking and not wearing clothes, be careful of catching a cold ah, I’m going to take a shower”.

I put on my clothes and watched TV for a while, it was very uninteresting. I heard the sound of water in the bathroom, so I walked over, the bathroom door was hidden, I pushed open the door and went in. I pushed open the door and went in. I saw Mrs. Chen’s whole body dripping with water, her wet hair was softly spread on her back, and her pubic hair underneath was also tightly attached to her pubic mound.

Mrs. Chen coldly saw me go in and exclaimed, “You dead man, what are you doing in here?”

I hung my draped clothes on the hook, “Wouldn’t it be nice to wash them together?”

“Don’t, it’s ugly.” Mrs. Chen said.

I went over to her and embraced her body covered in shower gel, rubbing my hands all over her body. The shower gel coated flesh was slippery and pleasant to the touch.

Mrs. Chen drenched the water canopy toward me. “Hit the soap for me.” I said as I stroked her flesh. Mrs. Chan turned back around, picked up the soap and ran it all over my body. The two shower gel and soap coated flesh were plastered to one side, smooth and slippery. I swept my hand back and forth over Mrs. Chan’s pussy, my mouth gently nibbling on her earlobe. Mrs. Chan collapsed onto my chest, letting me support her. One hand caught my cock and rubbed it, scratching my scrotum with her nails from time to time. My fingers also reached out to Mrs. Chan’s pussy opening and pushed in a little bit, gently tapping and digging. The mirror in the bathroom reflected the two entwined bodies and lewd movements.

After a while, my dick was firming up. Since my hand was wet and stained with the shower gel on Mrs. Chan’s body, I had no way of knowing if and how much Mrs. Chan had shed her lust.

I pulled Mrs. Chan’s body around so that she was facing me. I moved my hard rod towards her lower body. Mrs. Chan moaned, “Don’t go in there, it’s not clean yet.” My glans rubbed lightly back and forth around her pussy. “Mrs. Chan laughed, “Again, you, like a hungry ghost, I don’t know if you are a machine or a breeding donkey”.

You smiled and said, “What do you think? You’re not so bad, each other.” I probe my hand to the opening of my vagina, align my penis with it, and with a firm push, my penis is inserted.

Mrs. Chen exclaimed softly, “Don’t come like this, it’s not good to do it standing up.”

I was thrusting back and forth, I couldn’t go very deep because I was standing up, and because there was too much water or shower gel, I guess, my penis slipped out of my vagina several times while I was thrusting. Mrs. Chen leaned against the wall, stood on her tiptoes, and wrapped her arms around my shoulders so that I could thrust deeper. After one or two hundred thrusts, I saw that Mrs. Chan was tired of standing on her tiptoes, so I carried her to the washstand and made her sit over there, then crossed her legs and raised them as high as possible, with the bends of her legs resting on the bends of my arms, stood on my tiptoes, and drove my penis into her vagina. Mrs. Chan’s hands were in my hair, gripping it. Her legs wobbled as I thrust, her heels hitting my rear end again and again. I don’t know how many hundreds of back and forths I thrust hard, and I was so tired that my whole body was dripping with sweat before I finally ejaculated.

Mrs. Chen pinched my nose with her hand, not knowing whether it was an appreciation or a treat, “What a hungry wolf reincarnated as a lecherous ghost from a previous life.” Then she jumped down from the washstand, turned on the water canopy, and rinsed the foam from my body. Turned to me, reached out and compared on my head, “Why are you so short, not as tall as me”.

“Yeah? But why is it that I’m basically on top every time?”

Mrs. Chen shoved the water pouf towards my hand and smiled cheekily, “Every time, you’re not a bit serious, what a living treasure, Ignore you.”

After washing her body, Mrs. Chan put on a sexy nightgown, I still didn’t let her wear panties and bra, under the light, because of the soft texture of the nightgown, her delicate curves, the two groups of flesh protruding from the top and the dark piece underneath could be seen vaguely. As usual, I ran out of the bathroom naked and sat on the sofa to watch TV. Mrs. Chen went into the room and got a big bath towel and draped it over my body. Then she added hot water to the tea I had just brewed, poured me a cup, and sat next to me, her upper body curled up in my arms. After watching TV for a while, she turned her head and asked me, “Do you want to smoke?

“Yeah,” I replied. Mrs. Chen went to her room and took out the pack of cigarettes, lit one and shoved it in my mouth.

“What a gentle, sweet, understanding and thoughtful wife,” I said, patting her on the ass.

“Am I that good?” Mrs. Chen cocked her head at me.

“Whoever says there isn’t, I’ll be the first to get in a hurry with him.”

Mrs. Chen remained seated next to me, curled up in my arms, watching TV while pinching a piece of flesh on my waist with two fingers.

After a while, Mrs. Chen suddenly raised her head and asked me, “Little Hong, in another ten years, do you still want me?”

“Go for it, I said without thinking.”

“But I was old and ugly, and you were young.”

“You will never grow old in my eyes, and even when you are old and toothless, you are as beautiful and lovely as you are today.”

“You’re not lying to me, are you? You talk so nicely now, but when the time really comes, I’m afraid I won’t even be able to answer you when I call you.”

“Why yes, I was afraid you’d flip out tomorrow”, I caressed her spine.

“Do you really want to be good with me?” She asked me.

“Yeah, that goes without saying,” I said, looking down and kissing her lightly.

“Well then, let’s make a pact.”

“What covenant?” I asked with interest.

She thought for a moment and said, “First, when you see me in the future when there are outsiders don’t stare at me all the time and look at people’s hearts, and you’re not allowed to eat other people’s tofu like you did in the morning.”

“This yid,” I said, “and the second?”

She stood up and took a few steps, “Second …… thing is don’t run to my house all the time, it’ll show you up, and you’re only allowed to come once a week”. She cocked her head and thought again, “Or else, come twice, so I can see more of you”.

“That’s fine, but what about when I miss you?”

“Don’t interrupt,” she said.

“What about third?” I asked.

She paced a few more steps, “Third, third …… let me think.”

“Oh, the second one and that is when you come to my house and I pretend I don’t pay much attention to you, but don’t be angry, I am afraid I am too enthusiastic that my husband will get suspicious”.

“OK,” I said.

She took a few more steps and said, “The third thing is that you can’t be good with another woman, as long as I know about it I’ll ignore you”. “Good, with such a beautiful big beauty like you how could I think of anyone else ah”?

“It’s for your own good, a lot of women are unclean these days. If you were unclean, I would never ignore you.”

“What about my wife, what about her?”

“Who told you to ignore your wife? I mean other women besides Huihui and me.” She said seriously.

“Yeah, what about when I want you”? I asked her with a smile.

“Dead man, can’t call,” she said. “I’ll give you my cell phone number later.”

“But both your husband and Huihui are always at home and don’t travel”, I said.

“You’re such a little dumbass, wouldn’t we have made an appointment to leave work an hour early.”! She said as she popped me in the face.

“But we can’t date often, let’s see, once in ten years”, she said with a laugh.

“What the hell”, I almost jumped up, “I’d rather be dead then”.

“Then you go and die, I’ll save myself the trouble if you die”, Mrs. Chen said.

“No, no, let’s do it three times a week.”

“What the hell, you’re looking for death”. She thought about it and said, “No, too much, once every six months.” She laughed again.

“Too little, at least twice a week.”

“No, once a month at the most,” she said, still laughing.

“Too little, once a week at least.”

“Twice a month, you don’t say, it’s settled.” She said, looking at my face, came over and squatted in front of me, “What’s wrong? Not happy?”

“Not happy, too little,” I said.

“Don’t be like that, then forget it, as long as you behave well, you’ll be rewarded once a month.”

“How’s that for good behavior”?

“It’s good to keep the covenant.”

“Not good in bed?” I chuckled.

“Ivory can never come out of a dog’s mouth,” Mrs. Chen whacked me.

“Well then, if you do well, I’ll award you once a month as well.” I said with a sigh.

“That won’t work, your award doesn’t count”, she said.

“OK, OK, OK, your call, anyway, it’s someone else’s wife, I can’t make the call, if I can use it once, it’s once.

But you helped me count on your husband. I’d like to thank you for that. “

When she heard this, she suddenly jumped up and grabbed the cup of tea on the coffee table and threw it in my face, “You son of a bitch, get out.”

Said, ran to the room, “bang” a closed the door of the room. I wiped the tea on my face, thought: really a woman’s heart, can not understand ah, probably still a little shame, annoyed.

After sitting for a while, something didn’t feel right. I stood up and tried to get to my room to comfort her, but the door to my room was unlocked and wouldn’t open.

I knocked on the door, there was no emotion inside, I increased my strength to knock again, the inside still should not be. I then called out, “Sister Yang, open the door, I was wrong, let me in.”

Inside, the response was, “Get out.”

“I was wrong, and I apologize, okay?”

“Roll! Scram! Get out!”

I kept requesting and knocking again, but there was no answer inside. After waiting for ten minutes. I sighed and said, ”Sister Yang, I really made you sad. If you really want me to roll, then fine, I’ll go. But my clothes are still inside, you have to let me go in and get them.”

Inside came the sound of footsteps, and “bar-ta” opened the lock. I opened the door and went in, and saw Mrs. Chen lying on the bed, her face buried in the pillow, her shoulders twitching, obviously crying.

I walked over and gently touched her shoulder and said, “Sister Yang, I was wrong, I’m sorry.”

Mrs. Chen shook her shoulders to shake off my hand. I forcibly picked up her head, see her eyes red and swollen, her eyes are still flowing tears, like a branch of pear blossom spring with rain, I was touched all of a sudden, the true feelings of the heart rose infinite pity, grabbed her hand to hit me in the face, she broke away from my hand. I used my own hand to slap myself loudly two slaps, but also to hit again, she suddenly pulled my hand, choked and said: “What are you doing ah, crazy”?

“I’m not okay, you were so sincere with me and I didn’t know better and said things that broke your heart.” I hugged her.

Then ambled down and kissed her on the eyes and she closed her eyes as more tears flowed. I told her, “Don’t be sad, okay? If you keep crying, my heart will break. I’m such a bastard son of a bitch, spoiling your true feelings.” I kept kissing her face. After five or six minutes, she calmed down and stopped crying and I took her hand, “Why don’t you hit me?”

“What are you doing, you, my hands aren’t that cheap.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” I slapped myself hard again.

“What are you doing”, she opened her eyes, “stop fighting”.

“So you forgive me?”

“Forgive me for smiling,” I said.

She still ignored me and I reached out to tickle her armpit, she laughed all of a sudden and broke away from my embrace. I jumped over and wrapped my arms around her and kissed her tatsu, she closed her teeth tightly and dodged back and forth, not letting me kiss her. I sighed and said: “I am really a toad to eat the swan meat, but also say that they fly high, blind cat meets a dead mouse, but said that the mouse blind eyes.”

She puffed out a laugh, “Who are you calling a dead rat?”

“Say me, say me,” I busied myself. Smoothly, I ambled in and kissed her. She opened her mouth and obediently let my tongue into her mouth. She caressed my face with her hand and asked, “Does it hurt?”

“It doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t hurt, what’s it compared to the pain in your heart?”

She heard this and started kissing me furiously. After this time, it seems that both of them know that the other person has true feelings for themselves, emotions have taken a leap, and it is differently into the passion, wildly embracing, kissing. For a while, I pulled off her nightgown, let her lie naked on the bed, stroking her already wet pussy, my mouth from her forehead to breasts, and from breasts to forehead. One of her hands held my head and one hand took hold of my cock and shoved it towards her hole. As soon as my glans touched her pussy, I immediately pushed in. She held me tightly, her mouth mumbled something, only back and forth inserted three or four times, “guan ……” a phone ringing, she reached out and touched the phone on the nightstand, but do not pick up and put it down.

Not five seconds later, the phone stubbornly rang again, and this time she picked it up, one hand pressed against my chest, signaling me to stop. I was in the height of lust, where would I stop. She brought the phone to her ear, pressed the microphone and whispered to me, “It’s my husband.”

A small but clear voice came out of the microphone, “…… I’ve arrived and stayed, is Pingping asleep?”

“Ping …… Ping went to my mom …… mom’s house.”

“Why aren’t you there?

“The little …… king’s birthday, please …… us …… a few of the same …… things for dinner.”

As Mrs. Chan was jerked violently by me, her body shook with my thrusts and her speech became incoherent. Mrs. Chan pinched me hard with her left hand, signaling me to stop, but not only did I not listen, I increased my thrusts.

“Which little king”?

“It …… is the little king …… downstairs in my office …… ah.”

“What’s wrong with you, are you sick?”

“…… hum, ah no, no …… there, watching horror movies, …… strange scary … . scary hum …… people ah.”

Mrs. Chan had a reaction to my violent thrusts, and her speech became even more out of tune.

“Horror movie? Which station ah?” Old Chen seems to be a bit foxed, but would never dream that his wife’s pussy, who was holding the microphone and talking to him, was being filled with a big prick and vigorously pumped, right?

“Ahhhh …… it’s a rented …… piece …… ahha.”

“Since you’re so scared, don’t look at it, go to bed early, I’ll be back tomorrow. Long distance is expensive, I’m hanging up.”

Mr. Chen probably thought that his wife’s trembling voice was a shock, right? Haha, the next life can not imagine is out of pleasure, right? I thought, my heart even more complacent, – their own for others to do hard labor, beautiful stunning wife but put at home to be other people’s big cock to fuck. This is what happens to men who are greedy for small advantages, right?

Mrs. Chen hung up the phone, hands embraced me: “ah ha …… you want to die …… dead it, is …… my husband beat …… of ah, told you to stop …… stop you do not stop, …… you do not want to …… want to live ah “In my endeavor to thrust, she is still speechless.

“I thought you told him you were watching a horror movie,” I said as my body didn’t stop.

“…… terrorize you …… a big head ah,” Mrs. Chen said.

“That’s a meat movie now”?

Mrs. Chen pressed my head slightly harder with one hand and raised her head to kiss me. I stuck my tongue into her mouth and sucked and swallowed with her, both stopping talking. Mrs. Chan’s crotch rose and twisted from time to time to meet my collision. I felt for the second time that her pussy turned out to be so hot, as if it was going to melt my cock inside her. Since I had already done it several times, it took a long time to cum this time, and by the time it was over, Mrs. Chan and I were both covered in sweat.

I lay on Mrs. Chen’s body two people cuddling and lying in silence for a while, Mrs. Chen grabbed the nearby bath towel on my back and wiped the sweat, said: ”Come on, I’ll help you wipe. I rolled from Mrs. Chen to the bed and spread out my limbs.

Mrs. Chen helped me wipe the sweat off my chest and then rubbed it on her own white belly. Leaning her head against my chest, she grabbed the few exposed hairs in my armpits with one hand and combed them out, saying, “You’re so good.”

I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and ran one hand over her smooth ass and asked her, “Comfortable?”

“Uh-huh.”

“How many times have you done this?” Mrs. Chen asked me after a moment of silence. “The side nodded up and counted up:” once on the bed, once from the living room to the bed, once in the kitchen, once in the bathroom, and now once again ……, hey, five times ah.

“I don’t know,” she said with a smile.

“Yes?”

“Can Wisdom stand you?”

“What?”

“Can your wife stand it when you’re that good?”

“With her yeah, not that crazy.” I responded.

“I don’t believe it.”

“Really,” I said as I moved my hand from her ass to her crotch to fondle it. The cum that had just shot in had dribbled out and coated her vulva and the roots of her legs. “I haven’t done it in a while, over three months, right?” I said.

“I’ve been doing it sparingly since my wife got pregnant, and it’s taken me this long to nurse my ass off and give you my whole essence.”

I said and gave her a light twist on her pussy.

“Look, you’re bad.” Mrs. Chen wiggled her ass.

“You’re not so bad, you’re quite compatible with me.”

“I don’t know why, I just miss you.” Mrs. Chen kissed me on my chest.

“Want me, no? Shouldn’t it be wanting me to fuck you?” I said lewdly.

“It’s just that I miss you, what kind of person do you think I am.” Mrs. Chen argued. Rolled over, upper body lying on top of me, two plump breasts pressed on my chest, put a hand supporting on my chest to support her chin to look at me and said, “After I did it last night, I came back to find that I’m not allergic to it, I’m really excited.”

“Yeah? Why the excitement?”

“I feel like a normal woman at last, so happy.”

“Oh, did you always think you were abnormal before?” I asked.

Mrs. Chen nodded, “Being allergic to both men’s semen, I thought I was just abnormal.”

“Then you should thank me, shouldn’t you?”

Mrs. Chan looked down and kissed my face, “Stinky?”

“Want to do it with me?” I asked.

Mrs. Chen pinched my nose, “What do you think?”

“If you don’t say it, you must not want to, and yesterday you had to sue me for raping you.” I deliberately pretended to be upset and said coldly.

“No, yesterday I didn’t want to at first, but then I did.” Mrs. Chen saw that I was upset and quickly said.

“When did you start thinking about it?”

“It’s just that after I got home yesterday, I realized that I wasn’t allergic, and I was thinking about how upside down you were.” Mrs. Chen pressed her face to mine and said with infinite shyness, “I really like the feeling of you cumming inside me.”

“Nonsense, so why won’t you let me do it today?”

“I’m embarrassed.” “Besides, who knows if you are sincere or just want to play with people’s bodies”? Mrs. Chen added after a pause.

“And now what”?

“Need I say more? All let you sleep in my bed.” Mrs. Chen paused for a moment and said quietly, “I hope you don’t fail me before you do.”

“How come? I also quite like you ah, otherwise, why would I willingly risk the reputation and rape you on you ah.”

“Really?” Mrs. Chen looked up at me.

I screwed in her face and nodded, “It’s true.”

“Well then, you write down the covenant.” Mrs. Chen stepped out of bed and went naked to the dresser to get a paper and pen.

I looked at her marvelous, unbelievable body with immense enjoyment.

Mrs. Chen stood to the side of the bed and handed me paper and a pen, “Write.”

I could see that Mrs. Chan’s vaginal opening was still dripping with watery semen, part of her pubic hair was moistened with semen and plastered to her vulva, and something watery-like was running down her thighs.

“What are you looking at? Haven’t you seen enough?” Mrs. Chen saw me staring at her lower part, knocked the book on my head, climbed onto the bed and sat beside me.

“Aren’t you going to wipe it clean? I asked her.

“She looked down at her pussy, “Noooo, I like it to stay there.”

“Yeah, something non-allergenic is good,” I said, laughing.

“You deadbeat, like you know everything about people’s minds.” She shoved the pen into my hand.

“I got down on the bed, spread my notebook on her lap and wrote down “The Covenant” and then asked her, “How do you write it? I’ll write it if you say so.”

Mrs. Chen kicked her hair toward the back of her head: “Come to my house twice a week, not more, not less.”

“When are you coming?”

“Don’t interrupt.” She patted my face. “You can come whenever you want.” She added.

“Two, no making out with me in front of outsiders and no eating my tofu.” She paused and asked me, “Is it written?”

“It’s written. But does your husband count as an outsider?” I teased her.

“You pig? You dare to fool around in front of him, I’ll kill you and ignore you again.” Said eating and laughing.

“Three, two dates a month, with me deciding the time and place.”

“One more time, it’s just too little.”

“Still less ah, you hungry ghost is not ah.”

“That’s not true, I miss you.”

“Come on, a good mouth is pleasing to the eye.”

“Really.”

“All right, let’s write it down like this, and you’ll be rewarded once a month again for good compliance.”

I ambled over and wrote, “Two dates a month, time and place to be decided by Jan, and another bonus once a month.”

“Can’t I decide too, what will I do when I miss you so much?” I asked Yang.

“Well then, each person decides once.” Mrs. Chen said.

So I scratched out the words “decided by Ms. Yang” and added “decided by each of them”.

“Four,” said Jan.

“And yah?” I called up.

“Write when you’re told, you’re impatient”?

“That’s not true, but one more, that’s one more noose over my head.” I said.

“Is it that serious?” Jan ate and laughed. “Four, no doing it with their respective spouses for two days before the date.”

“But how do I know when you’re going to ask me out? It’s not good for me to prepare.” I called out again.

Sister Yang kissed me on the cheek, “You’re quite serious, don’t worry, we’ll each give two days’ notice, right?”

So I wrote down number four.

“Five.” Mrs. Chan waited for me to finish writing, then issued another “order.” “No late appointments, no missed appointments, no drunken appointments, no unclean appointments.”

“Sixth, there shall be no other persons on either side, no falsehoods to the other, and no deception.”

“Seven, they must not destroy each other’s families and must keep their mouths shut about their relationship to outsiders.”

“Eight, no calls to the homes of the parties, only cell phones and office calls.”

“Sister Yang, it’s become a covenant.” I said.

“Nine, no spending lavishly for each other”, Jan said, “End of story”.

I understood that this ninth was basically for my sake, and I was touched for a moment in my heart, “Sister Yang, you’re so good to me.”

Straightening up, he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her on the cheek.

“It’s good that you know.” Mrs. Chen stroked my back with her hand.

“You’re so pretty, there should be many men who want you, why do you favor the short and unimpressive me? And still treat me so well.”

“Who made you my destined little enemy in a previous life.” Mrs. Chen said with a smile.

I let go of my arm around her waist and ambled down to continue to finish writing the ninth entry. Then said, “Sister Yang, I want to add one more, okay?” Without waiting for her to answer, I seriously wrote down on the paper, “Ten, this agreement is valid for: a lifetime.” And then changed the three words in front of it to a cross.

Mrs. Chen took the engagement from me and read it very carefully from beginning to end. Satisfied, she said, “OK.”

Then carefully tore it out of the book, carefully folded it into thin little pieces, got out of bed and walked over to the closet and opened the coat closet, found a sock, stuffed the paper piece inside the sock holder, found an old shirt at the bottom, put the sock with the paper piece over it into the pocket of the shirt, folded the shirt and put it back. Returned to bed and snuggled into my arms. Said: “In fact, I know that this agreement is not very binding on you, but wrote it, my heart is solid.”

“No, I’ll abide by it, really.” I said sincerely from the bottom of my heart.

Mrs. Chen wrapped her arms around my waist and didn’t say anything.

“You don’t believe it? If I’m sorry for you, let me go out and get …… by a car.”

Mrs. Chen reached out and covered my mouth, “Stop it, who says I don’t believe you.”

I tightly embraced Mrs. Chen’s naked body, suddenly I felt that this beautiful woman was not only infatuated, but also very lovely, to be able to possess her body and mind, I felt that it was really a great happiness in this life, I was silent and no longer speak.

“You’re tired, aren’t you? In the future, pay attention to your body, don’t be so wild like today, don’t want to die, it hurts your body to do this kind of thing.” Mrs. Chen said after a while.

“I’m not tired, exuberant. Seeing you makes me want to”. I stroked Mrs. Chen’s back and said, “I, for one, am really afraid of losing you in the future.”

“Yes? If you’re really good to me, you won’t be, and I don’t want you to leave me.”

“Really? You’ll forgive me even if I do something wrong?” I asked her.

“What is unforgivable, I will not forgive.”

“And what is unforgivable?”

“The Covenant, no, ten chapters.”

“Yes, it is the holy writ of my heart, my Bible to Eden.”

“Sister Yang, I kind of envy and hate your husband now”?

“Why?”

“Envy him because you’re so wonderful, and beautiful, and gentle, and understanding, and a million things. Hate him because he spends more time with you than I do, and he …… does.” I stopped talking and ran my hand over her pussy.

“Aiya, what are you doing? You’re really clamoring for my husband’s jealousy,” Mrs. Chen laughed and said, “Who told you not to marry me?”

“I’m going to marry you. Will you marry my ugly ass?”

“Who said you were ugly? Just short, I guess.”

“So are you married?”

“No Marriage”.

“I’m so sad, after all that, you still can’t let go of Old Chen, right?” I got really frustrated.

“You, what a fool, you have to have me say nice things to make you happy, you are so much younger than me, is it possible for me to marry you?”

“What if we’re the same age?”

“That’s not marrying either, unless …… it is.” Mrs. Chen giggled.

“Unless what?” I asked.

“Unless …… unless you steal the marriage.”.

“It’s unless I rape you, right?” I chuckled.

“Bah,” Mrs. Chan said as she gave me a light twist on my chest, “Wasn’t it already raped by you?”

“No, you’re the one who wanted it.”

“Stinky, no way.”

I wrenched up Mrs. Chen’s body and made her sit on my lap, with her back resting on my chest, and both of my hands covered each of her two breasts and gently scratched and rubbed them. “Seriously, compared to me and your husband, which one do you like better.”

“I don’t know.”

“It’s more like him, isn’t it?” I asked sourly.

“He’s the father of a child, but you’ve given me a taste of what it’s like to be a real woman.”

“So, feelings aside, who do you prefer to have sex with?”

“Well, what’s the point? You little benighted bastard.”

“That means it’s more like doing lo with me, right?”

“You’re such a pain in the ass, how can I say this.”

“Is your husband’s thicker than mine?”

“Pretty much, you’re so boring, always asking that.”

“Lie to me, Old Chen is so tall, that thing must not be small.”

“It’s more or less the same, you, you’re not big, but your dick is not small.” Mrs. Chen ate and laughed, reached out to my crotch, gently grabbed my two balls sliding back and forth to play.

“Is sex with me comfortable.”

Mrs. Chen turned her head and kissed me, “What do you think?”

“I don’t know, I don’t think it was very comfortable, was it? Because never heard you screaming in bed.”

“What ah, it’s actually quite comfortable ah.”

“Then why don’t you scream when you’re comfortable?”

“That’s how I am, don’t you also not scream?” Mrs. Chen pinched slightly harder on one of my balls, “Is it true that you make your wife scream a lot?”

“That’s not true, she doesn’t scream much either. However, I have noticed a phenomenon, why is it that there are times when you are always holding me around the waist and putting your legs up my ass?”

“I did? Then how come I don’t know it myself?”

“Really?”

“Really, I sometimes get so dizzy from you that I don’t know anything anymore and I can’t think of anything, sometimes it’s longer and I get so dizzy, sometimes it’s only for a while, and anyway, I wake up especially comfortable, and I feel especially in love with you at that time, and I’ll do anything you want me to do”.

“So by this time you should be having an orgasm, do you feel that often?”

“Sometimes, I guess, not a lot. But every time today.” Mrs. Chan kissed me, “Actually, as soon as you thrust in, the thought that you are going to cum inside me without a condom and that I can accept your cum peacefully makes me especially excited and thrilled”.

“So you like it so much when I cum inside you, then I’ll cum inside you without a condom every time I do it from now on, okay?”

“Then you can’t mess around with other women, I want a clean you.” Mrs. Chen said, “Otherwise, I can’t spare you.”

“Okay, I think I’m your husband now, call me husband?”

“Well, I don’t.”

“Scream, no one will hear you anyway.”

Mrs. Chen called out in a long drawn out voice, “Husband – Gong,” and then let out a giggle.

“Good, you think I’m old, don’t you? I let go of my hand rubbing Mrs. Chan’s breasts, and rolled over and pressed her underneath me: “I’ll show you. “I blocked Mrs. Chan’s mouth and kissed her, and one of my hands went down to touch her pussy.

“Well, do you want more? Don’t come.” Mrs. Chen’s mouth was gagged by me, and she said indistinctly.

“I’m going to fuck you, I’m an old man and you’re a granny, let’s show them how an old man and a granny make love.” I gently dug my fingers into Mrs. Chen’s vagina to dig in. After a while, my penis became erect, and Mrs. Chen’s pussy was soon oozing with lust. I drew my penis in against her cunt and thrust. Mrs. Chan kissed me passionately. After thirty or forty thrusts, I suddenly remembered the chili pepper that I had hidden under my pillow and pulled out my penis.

Mrs. Chen no longer kissed me, put her mouth in my ear and said softly: “Well, I still want to come.”

“Yeah, got a condom?” I asked her.

“Well, don’t wear a condom, I want you to cum in it”, Mrs. Chan said coquettishly.

“Yeah, I’ll definitely cum in it, but I’d like to do it with you with a condom on for a bit, to try out what it feels like with a condom on”.

“You’re so annoying.” Mrs. Chen probed her upper body and pulled open the nightstand to find a condom. I took advantage of her probing and had already retrieved the pepper from under the pillow and held it in the palm of my hand. Mrs. Chan handed me the condom and lay back down. The condom was the kind with little floating dots, and as I put it on, I asked her, “Did you buy the condom?”

“Yeah, what’s up”?

“It’s like it was bought for me, just the right size.” I said.

“I asked when I first bought it, and that’s the model most of you men use.”

“You do know quite a bit about it.” I put on the condom and crushed the chili pepper with my fingers, rubbing it back and forth all over the condom.

“You haven’t put it on yet?” Mrs. Chen was still unaware.

I threw the chili pepper under the bed: “Well, from the middle of Mrs. Chen’s open thighs to look over, her vaginal opening is still stored a just by my penis pumping and left a small hole, the two sides of the cunt tatsu has not yet closed. I ambled down to lie on top of Mrs. Chen, Mrs. Chen hugged me tightly and put her mouth tatsu close to mine and kissed passionately, I put my hand down and felt Mrs. Chen’s vaginal opening, and my penis wearing a condom coated with chili peppers plunged towards Mrs. Chen’s vagina.

Filled with the pleasure of intercourse and mischief, I drew my tongue from Mrs. Chan’s mouth and ambled to her ear, asking her while thrusting hard, “Is it comfortable?”

Mrs. Chan’s hands stroked up and down my undulating ass, “Well, it’s okay, comfortable.”

I secretly laughed, “You’ll have a hard time later.”

After 30 or 40 thrusts, I said, “Don’t you and your husband have three or four positions? Let’s try them all, shall we?”

“Don’t, yuck, I like it when you come like that.”

“Come on,” I said, lifting Mrs. Chen by the shoulders.

Mrs. Chen reluctantly climbed up, ambushed the head, open legs kneeling on the bed, the upper half of the body ambushed high prostrate buttocks, revealing two pieces of fat ass and buttocks under the pussy, I stood behind her prostrate buttocks, the firm penis inserted, back and forth thrusting up. After more than twenty times, Mrs. Chan said, “Don’t wear a condom, okay?

It’s even more uncomfortable to wear a condom.”

I thrust hard again, “Yeah.” Pulled out my cock, ripped off the condom and threw it to the floor. “How about another position”?

“You, you’re good at torturing people”. Mrs. Chen said, “Lie down then.”

I lay down on my back, Mrs. Chan half squatted by my thighs, grabbed my penis with her hand and sat down against her vaginal opening, then her body went up and down to lasso my penis. Both breasts bobbed and fluttered with the up and down motion. Mrs. Chen’s vaginal opening was brought in for a while as her penis moved in and out, and then flipped back to reveal the tender pink flesh.

From time to time, Mrs. Chan used her hand to lift up her hair which was spread out due to her up and down movement. After 30 to 40 times of up and down, Mrs. Chan’s upper body fell on top of me and said: “Hubby, I am so tired, don’t do it like this, it’s better for you to fuck me”.

“Okay, little wife”, I said. “Let me show you a couple of positions for me and First Wife to come in”. I had Mrs. Chan lie prone on the bed with her back facing up and her legs spread. I got on top of her, put my hands on her shoulders, and inserted my penis between her ass cheeks into her pussy. Since Mrs. Chan’s ass was more erect, I couldn’t thrust very deep each time. After twenty or so thrusts. Mrs. Chan said again, “It’s so uncomfortable, don’t come like this, okay? I still like to come from the front.”

To make her sore, I said, “OK,” pulled out my cock, and told Mrs. Chen to roll over.

Mrs. Chan rolled over, spread her legs, let me lie on top of her, guided my penis to her vaginal opening and said, “I like this, it’s still the most comfortable.”

I pushed my back hard and my cock went in without root, thrusting in and out.

Mrs. Chan’s hands stroked my back, “Honey, you’re sweating again, are you tired?”

I gently nibbled on her earlobe “I’ll do it even if I’m tired, I’ll die under the peony flower, and I’ll be a ghost,” I said.

“Who wants you to die, I don’t want you to die, I want you to fuck me like this every day, it makes me feel so good”.

“Yo, when did Sister Yang say something like that too? It’s making my bones crumble.” I said while thrusting.

“Don’t you like people who are sluts? I’ll let you fuck me every day, okay?”

“Yeah, but you only go on two dates a month, that’s really low.” I took the opportunity to say.

“As long as you’re comfortable, I’ll let you fuck me every day.” Mrs. Chen lifted her belly and wiggled her ass to meet my thrusts.

“Yes, not only do I want to be comfortable for myself, I want you to be comfortable as well”, I sped up and thrust harder. A moment later, my loins were sore and a jet of semen shot out. However, this time I don’t think I ejaculated much.

“Aiyo, I’ve been tortured by you this time.” Mrs. Chen spread her body after I finished cumming and gasped.

“But you didn’t get an orgasm, did you?” I asked since Mrs. Chen didn’t have her legs braced.

“It’s pretty comfortable too, but I don’t like it when you switch around, it doesn’t feel good at all. I, for one, still like it when you lie on top of me and keep getting it once you’re inside.” Mrs. Chen took a break and asked, “Aren’t you tired?”

“Kind of.”

“You, you deserve it, you’re just a glutton.” Mrs. Chen put her arm around my waist.

I rolled off Mrs. Chen and lay down on the bed, a little hot and swollen heat down there.

Mrs. Chen reached down to her pussy and touched it, saying, “Ouch, it hurts down there, did you break it”?

“What’s going on”?

“It’s like being on fire, you must have broken it.”

I thought of that chili pepper and laughed in my heart. But still, I said, “You’re bleeding so much, you shouldn’t be.”

“Really, who made you so fierce.”

I looked at her frowning and looking uncomfortable, but in my heart, I was a little reluctant, “Let me take a look at it for you.”

I got up and crouched between her legs, making her spread her legs as wide as possible, and peeled back her still-full pussy with the cum I’d just shot in it with both hands, exposing the tender pink flesh inside, and looking at the slight hole, I couldn’t help but blow into it.

“What are you doing?” Mrs. Chen ate and laughed.

I said, “It’s not broken.”

“It’s in there, can you see it?”

“Tell you what then, I’ll fix you up.”

I jumped out of bed naked, went to her refrigerator and found a small piece of ice, put it in a bowl, served half a bowl of water, and returned to my room. “Give me a condom.”

“What are you doing?” Mrs. Chen looked puzzled.

“Help you heal, just give it to me.”

Mrs. Chen probed up and pulled a condom out of the nightstand for me.

I blew open the condom, do after pouring ice water into the condom, filled half a set, tighten the mouth of the condom, elongated the upper part of a knot. Then to the bed lying between Mrs. Chen’s legs, first put two fingers into her pussy, gently pumping, and so her pussy to support the big and then into a finger, pumping for a while, dialing out the finger, while the pussy left a hole is not yet closed, the condom loaded with icy water towards the vagina pushed. When the cold condom touched Mrs. Chen’s body, Mrs. Chen’s body trembled a little, because Mrs. Chen’s pussy was still covered with my semen, it was very slippery, for a while, the condom filled with ice water was stuffed deep into her pussy by me. I patted Mrs. Chen’s pussy and couldn’t help but kiss her pussy.

Mrs. Chen pushed on my shoulder, “What are you doing, it’s dirty there.”

“Where is it dirty? It’s either yours or mine, no one else’s anyway”, I smiled as I got up and crawled over to Mrs. Chen to lie down next to her and wrapped my arms around her, “Much better now, isn’t it?”

“Well, it seems to hurt less. You, you come up with all sorts of crap.”

The two hugged and kissed for a while, Mrs. Chen put her hand under the pillow and took out her cell phone and looked at it “ah, it’s more than two o’clock, let’s go to bed”. Reach out and extinguish the lights, lie down again and embrace me. I also feel really a little sleepy, wrapped around her at some point fell asleep.

I don’t know how long I slept, but I woke up because of the urine, and when I opened my eyes, the curtains had let in a very strong light, and I took my cell phone and looked at it, and it was already more than six o’clock. When I got up, I accidentally touched Mrs. Chen’s feet, and she woke up and turned on the light: “What are you doing?” “I’m going to take a piss.” I walked to the bathroom with my naked body and fully erected penis standing upwards.

When I returned to the room, I saw Mrs. Chan spreading her legs and touching her crotch with both hands, so I asked her with a smile, “What are you doing, masturbating?”

“What the hell, I have to pee too, but what you shoved in there is still in there.”

I smiled and got down between Mrs. Chan’s spread legs, slipping two fingers into her pussy to flick the water-filled condom out.

Mrs. Chen also walked towards the bathroom naked.

When Mrs. Chan got into bed, I couldn’t help but put my arms around her and kiss her again, rubbing my hands on her plump breasts.

Mrs. Chen laughed and said, “So sleepy, you still want ah, look at you have become a panda”.

I looked towards Mrs. Chen’s eyes and they darkened around the eyes. Said, “Same to each other, I’m a male panda, you’re a female panda.”

Mrs. Chen rubbed her eyes, “Really? It wasn’t you who did this, not letting people sleep all night.”

I touched Mrs. Chan’s pussy and it was wet to the touch, so I smiled and said, “Really? Don’t you like it when I don’t let you sleep.” A rolled over and pressed on her, Mrs. Chen opened her legs, let my body lying between her legs, touched her hand to my penis on the mouth of her vagina, ate and laughed: “Anyway, you’re just a glutton for punishment.”

I pushed my hips hard and my cock plunged in the slippery cunt, so I eased up on my thrusts.

Mrs. Chen hugged my body, opened her mouth in my shoulder more bite, said, “Fortunately, not every day with you, otherwise ah ……” words not finished, laughed.

As I thrust harder, I asked, “Or what?”

Mrs. Chen just laughed and stopped answering.

“Not going to say it, are you? I’ll fuck you to death.” I increased my thrusts.

Mrs. Chen stopped talking and just hugged me tighter and kissed me on the face.

After about a few hundred thrusts, I came shortly after Mrs. Chen put her leg over my ass.

The time was already after seven, and the two of them cuddled and warmed up for a while before hurrying to get dressed and get up.

Soon after going to work, I received a call from Mrs. Chen, “…… good ah, you this dead ghost, last night was originally your ghost ah, engaged in what it is, so that people have been difficult for so long, but also pretend to be a good person.”

I thought about the chili that I had thrown under her bed and asked her with a smile, “What’s wrong?”

“Don’t pretend to be confused, you still don’t understand what you’ve done? Next time I’ll find you to settle the score.” Mrs. Chen ate and laughed on the other end of the phone.

Thinking of Mrs. Chen’s plump, snow-white, curvaceous body, my heart fluttered, and I kissed the phone falsely and said, “Yes, I’ll wait for you at any time.”

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