I don’t know when this kind of imagination has become the best stimulus for my wife and me to make love. I fantasized that one of those men would finally get his way, get my wife into bed, and half coax, half forcefully take away her virginity in the midst of her pleading. Imagine him pressing his trembling wife underneath him, ignoring her feeble protests, his huge penis pushing into her pure vagina, wantonly unleashing himself on her body, ejaculating in her womb again and again …… At this time, my wife would also close her eyes tightly, imagining that she was being raped by the same man, lustfully and delicately crying out his name and begging for his subjugation.
My wife’s clients and bosses are frequent objects of our imagination, as well as my best friend, the doctor at the hospital, and so on. But today my imagination was even richer than usual, I wanted her to wear the sexy short dress I had bought her, go to a bar and accompany her, let strange nasty men rub her flesh, suck and lick her neck, and finally shove the dirty two hundred dollars between her breasts.
I was so excited at the thought that my lips and tongue left the beads of her ears and whispered in her ear as if in a dreamy voice, “Honey, I’ll take you out to sell it, okay?”
My wife, who was so aroused by my touch, laughed softly, “Can you spare it?”
“It’s the not-selling that makes it exciting! If you don’t sell your body, just let them take advantage of it ……”
“Do you want to see me get groped by someone?”
“Yes, watching you get your tits and ass groped by a stranger and touched all over by him for two hundred dollars.”
“Oh …… what if he wants to do it?”
“Then make it a high price …… three thousand dollars.”
“What if he’s willing to offer?”
“Then let him do it.”
“You’re bad! You let me fuck your wife for three thousand dollars!”
“Quite a lot of money Oh …… Besides I want to see it again ……”
“I’m sure people won’t let you see it.”
“Then I’ll listen at the door. Don’t you have a lot of rich clients who want to fuck you? Are they willing to pay three thousand dollars?”
“For sure …… good husband, just stand at the door and collect the money and let them line up one by one to come in and fuck me and take it out on me like a bitch!”
“Stinking bitch!” I heard it so well that I slapped her in the face in the process.
“Oh! Hit me! Fuck me like a bitch!” June’s beautiful face flushed red from the slap, but it turned her on even more.
I nonchalantly punched her as I fucked her, and occasionally abused her, even spitting in her face as she screamed louder and louder. Women are such sadistic creatures, and the good thing was that I liked it too, especially the thrill of conquest. That night, as usual, I fucked her for about an hour, and finally got unbelievably offended as I growled in her ear.
It’s one thing to fantasize about it, it’s another to actualize it. Probably every man with a cuckold complex is confused in this way! It’s so exciting to imagine your wife in someone else’s arms, but if it were to happen, would it really be more pleasure than jealousy to see your petite wife being played with? I don’t know. It was with such trepidation that I planned it with my wife.
Her biggest concern is not to be played by other men, but is afraid of being seen by acquaintances, women are really watery and self-deceiving. She suggested to go to the field to play some crazy, but I was afraid to go to the field is not familiar, not to mention to go to the dance hall this kind of mixed places, safety is not guaranteed. So in the end, the two decided to stay in Shanghai, to a ballroom called YY. There was once red for a while, but the Shanghai people have always been fond of the old, and now my friend’s has very few people to go. I also understand the market, two or three hundred can sit on the stage to touch a enough. The plan is agreed, just waiting for the east wind.
Throughout the day on Saturday, June was a bit restless, as if she was embarrassed but looking forward to what was going to happen in the evening. I felt excited too, like a kid going on a spring trip.
After dinner, my wife went inside to change her clothes as planned, and I wanted to follow her in to see what she was wearing, but she pushed me out with a smile. Waiting left and right, it was hard for the door to open halfway, revealing half of my wife’s body, and a red face.
Just see her after careful modification of the face of the beautiful eyes, Zhu lips half open; upper body a strapless navel tube-shaped coat, outside a transparent silk scarf, vaguely visible below the half-exposed breasts; the lower body of a tightly wrapped buttocks bottomed ultra-short skirts, the side also opened a fork, will be exposed to the thighs to the beside the usual height of the absolute no chance to see. Smooth and slender legs without stockings, footsteps a pair of four-inch high heeled black strap sandals, revealing a well-proportioned ten toes. I could not help but let me, who was already familiar with every part of her body, also gave a loud praise, and my lower body was getting excited.
My wife asked with some trepidation, “Will it be too revealing?”
I knew that tonight’s game was not just for me, but also a rare experience where she was able to bring her sexual fantasies to life, and that by dressing like this she was following her fantasies to the letter, only out of female reserve and insecurity, needing affirmation and support from a man. I said in unison that this was beautiful and sexy, and that since I was going to be playing chicken, I should of course dress like I was for sale.
Under my encouragement, June finally made up her mind, but she insisted on waiting until dark before she would go out like this, and it’s good that I don’t want to be too flashy on the road either.
In the summer, wait until dark, it is already more than nine o’clock. My wife could not withstand the fidgety I urged, finally bravely out of the room. Just out the door, a photo is to meet the upstairs of Uncle Chen from the outside back.
The first time I saw this, I was in my early fifties, I was widowed for many years, I had a son around me who was not married, and my biggest hobby was playing mahjong, and today it looks like it’s going to be a good fight again. He wore a hole in the sweatshirt shorts, a hand shaking the bushel fan huffing and puffing climbed up to the third floor, a look up is to see Jun Jun two legs professional professional Na Na Na walked downstairs, from the bottom to look up, ultra-short skirt vaguely a black, but I do not know is a black panties or vacuum; upper body silk scarf reveals a large part of the breasts, in the middle of a cleavage can be clearly seen.
Never seen my wife so exposed Chen Abel momentarily open mouth staggered, Jun Jun’s face swish red, hastily greeted me and pulled me down the rush to go, almost walked around the corner when I glanced back, seems to see Chen Abel’s face flickered and disappeared.
Getting into the taxi, my wife hugged me tightly and whispered in my ear, “I’m so embarrassed! What are we going to do now?”
I knew that she was talking about being bumped into by Uncle Chen, although I was also a bit apprehensive, I felt excited thinking about the expression on Uncle Chen’s face, so I responded softly, “What’s the big deal? I do think it’s fun, look at the expression on Uncle Chen’s face as if his mouth is watering! It’s not like he has anywhere to get a fire going, he’s definitely going to jerk off hard tonight.” June laughed at my comment and didn’t think much of it.
When I got to the Y, I asked the driver to drop me off because I didn’t want anyone to see us going in together, and paced slowly.
The air of the summer night is full of restlessness and tingling, and the women on the road in the same direction as me are all dressed in revealing clothes, so I can’t help but feel my heart fluttering.
Walking into the lobby of the Y, the deafening music from upstairs was already faintly audible, and it seemed as if I was walking towards the second floor under the watchful eyes of the many staff members, although I think that was just an illusion of my weak heart. Before entering the ballroom, there was already a steady stream of people at the entrance to tell you the nature of this place. Men and women of all colors and shapes were dressed up in all sorts of outfits, sending bags, waiting for people, and there were always a few wandering around glancing from side to side, wondering what the hell was going on.
Just as I entered the door, strong music vibrated under my feet, and the lights on the dance floor on my left overflowed to every part of the hall, I just wanted to walk towards the bar to see where Jun was as planned, when a sweet voice already rang in my ears, “Sir, come to play alone?” I turned my head, only to see a heavily made-up woman standing beside me, not bad-looking, the smile on her face, although a bit professional, but also not annoying.
She was wearing a small tank top with thin straps, her plump breasts swollen and bulging underneath, hard to hold half out; underneath a pair of nine-minute pants tightly wrapped around her plump hips and thighs, the thin texture seemed to not be able to block the carnal desire churning underneath. This kind of condition is considered very good in YY, I think.
Realizing my up and down gaze and seeming hesitation, she smiled even more movingly, put one hand on the crook of my arm, and unconsciously rubbed her breasts against my upper arm twice, saying, “Let’s sit down and have a drink, shall we?” I took the opportunity to press my arm against her breasts and said, “Sure, you sit here for a bit and I’ll come back for you after a spin.”
Her face flashed a trace of uneasiness, for fear that has been half-cooked pig’s head from now on into a yellow crane, but saw me pull out my wallet, drew a fifty dollar to her, her eyes immediately bright, even the harsh light around us for a moment for it to be eclipsed.
“Get yourself a drink, sit down and wait for me.” I said. Her eyes disappeared into her pants pockets as my wallet disappeared, fondly and divinely forcing herself to look back into my face, “Uh-huh.” Again so sweetly answered.
The bar was mostly full, but it shouldn’t have been impossible to find anyone yet, but I came down from my turn and hardily missed Jun. How come? I was supposed to wait here. I thought with dissatisfaction, probably went to the restroom! Pulling out my cell phone, I dialed the number: “Temporarily unavailable ……” Shit!
Another five minutes of waiting, June still did not appear, is it …… already? I rushed straight to the “elegant seat”, in the dim light pretending to be unintentionally patrol. A pair of black shadows huddled in the dark corners, never see the man’s two hands (at most one), oh, there seems to be an exception …… Wait, isn’t that my wife?
The glance she gave me confirmed my suspicions, and there was a touch of sultriness, a touch of debauchery, and a little embarrassment in that expression, mingled with a more or less mechanical smile, which I did not know what to make of it.
She was good enough to save me a seat, I thought, and walked over to one of the couches behind her, signaling the waiter for a stiff drink, and not much later, Squint was already sitting in my arms, her plump, bouncy hips pushing against my already semi-hard rod through the light fabric, her upper body leaning languidly and helplessly against me.
Not far in front of me, June was already half lying in the same position on top of the middle-aged man – she seemed to have completely abandoned her reserve after she saw the woman beside me. Her silk scarf was long gone, and because of the long sitting, her already short and stretchy mini-skirt was no longer able to cover the bottom of her white ass at all.
As I watched the strange man take my wife of three years in his arms, teasingly caressing her breasts through her shirt with one hand and rubbing her exposed thighs with the other, a fire burned in my belly as if I were going to vomit blood, though I didn’t know exactly what vomiting blood felt like.
Only to see the man’s hand touching higher and higher, suddenly disappearing completely into her short black skirt, only to see Jun’s body trembling, one hand as if subconsciously trying to move down to stop his movements, but freezing in mid-air for a moment, and then unnaturally resuming her original position, only to see her chin slightly lifted, her vermilion lips half-opened, and her breasts noticeably heaving and undulating.
I watched as he stroked my wife’s most private place with abandon, imagining his nimble fingers plucking at her thong, his swirls on her clit driving her wild. With the alcohol, anger, shame and pleasure mixed and intertwined in my head and I felt like I was about to be bloated open. My hand subconsciously slipped under Squint’s tank top and grabbed her left breast in one hand, eliciting an oh-oh from her, more pain than surprise in her voice. The plump elasticity gave me a flash of hair-raising pleasure, and I ignored Squint’s disgruntled moan and kneaded it harder.
Mimi’s “Mimi” is bigger than my wife’s, and it’s great to touch, but right now my mind is completely on my wife. The man whispered something in June’s ear, and she shook her head, but suddenly began to feel anxious. The man smiled and said something else to her, but his hand started to move, this time only to see June lifting her ass up, which seemed to facilitate his movements.
All I heard was a squinty laugh in my ear and a half-turned head whispering to me, “Hee hee, look! That woman is taking off her boxers!” We both watched as June pulled a small black ball of cloth from the bottom of her skirt over her toes in the most unobtrusive position possible, scrunching it up into a ball and squeezing it in the palm of her hand.
I forced myself to say, “This woman is so slutty! Do you recognize her?”
Squinting, he said, “I don’t know, probably new.”
I said darkly, “I’m surprised I recognize it, that’s my wife!”
Seeing me staring intently at June, Squint gave my cock a somewhat unwilling squeeze and let out a somewhat exaggerated exclamation, “Wow, looking at someone so intensely!” I laughed and brought my other hand up to the base of her thigh.
At that moment, one of the man’s hands disappeared back under June’s skirt, and the other hand also disappeared mostly from the bottom up into her tube top, and the bottom of the garment that was supposed to show the curves of her breasts was now only visible as a hand flopping around.
Suddenly the unexpected happened, without warning, his hand pulled my wife’s blouse down violently, exposing her entire left breast, and most of her right breast along with it, and she was too busy pushing him away and pulling up her shirt. But that was about a second’s work, and in the shadows where probably no one but a few of us could see, my wife’s tits were completely exposed, right in front of the hundreds of people filling the entire ballroom.
I was stunned for a moment, even squinting was dumbfounded, only to see my wife turn back is a slap in the face, the man froze for a moment, then laughed, ignoring her struggles to repeat her in the arms. June struggled for a while, and did not move.
Not long after Jun Jun seems to get up to go to the toilet, I also took the excuse to leave the seat, followed and went. The two of us have a tacit understanding of one after the other into a dark corner, Junjun turned around and jumped into my arms, sobbing. I asked what was wrong, she said the man bullied her, I said no one saw, it does not matter.
Seeing that I wasn’t angry, she asked me if I missed her as if she was relieved, and then jealously asked how the squint was doing. In order to make her more relaxed, I added a few words of description. Sure enough, she was silent for a few seconds after hearing that, and lowered her head and said as if gathering courage, “Honey, he wants it.”
I looked at her in surprise, “To get laid?” She hmmmed, “I said I wouldn’t do it, he said make an offer, I just blurted out three thousand, I didn’t think he’d say yes.”
My heart sank and I didn’t know what to say. Jun spoke, “I know you must have refused …… Let s go home.”
With some doubt in my mind, I looked up and asked rhetorically, “So, are you willing?”
June scowled, “Haven’t you always wanted to see it?”
I looked at her, knowing that the moment I had been waiting for had finally arrived, and that if I said yes, my wife would sell her pure flesh to a stranger for him to vent and enjoy. But …… do I really want to do that? Is such a sexual fantasy something that should be realized? That will undoubtedly be very exciting, I know, certainly will be exciting to make me crazy, but will not, overstimulation so that I have since lost interest in normal sexual intercourse? What would be the effect on our marriage as a result of selling my wife out?
An evil thought added, “Three thousand dollars, just sell it once, dry it off and wash it, won’t it be like it never happened? A couple times a month business would be great for us ……”
I’m lost.
Sulking for a long time, I looked at my wife and hesitantly said, “Or …… forget it today, a lot of things have happened, I don’t know if I can accept the last step again at once.”
I said as I looked at June’s beautiful face, hoping to see something in her expression. It was going to be something, I thought. Hearing that soft exhale seemed like a relief, but also like a bit of emptiness and disappointment.
I dismissed Mimi with a few words, but of course I didn’t forget to shove two large bills between her high peaks. Mimi saw that she couldn’t make more money by staying with me, and happily went on her second business trip, whining to me to come see her next time.
On the wife’s side it wasn’t so easy, and apparently the man wasn’t too happy about it. No wonder, a rich man who can afford to pay three thousand a time has probably always been able to get people to go along with what he wants.
The two of them discussed something, but they saw Jun Jun couldn’t stop shaking her head, her eyes lowered as if she didn’t dare to look at him. Finally he gave up and resentfully dumped a few bills on her, one even fell on the ground, Jun Jun looked down at the bill for a full three seconds before bending down and picking it up.
When I saw her face again, she was still biting her lip as if she was about to cry. That innocent look reminded me of the way she looked once upon a time when she was a girl in my quest, and with her whore-like outfit, I thought it was the sexiest sight I’d ever seen.
The two of them walked towards the door, one after the other, and I had the feeling of a big stone falling to the ground in my heart, thinking about what I had just seen and what had a chance to happen, and I was eager to let it out. It’s been hard on her tonight, I’ll make it up to her when I get back, I thought, and a smile couldn’t help but rise to the corners of my mouth.
Unintentionally walking in front of June suddenly seems to be stopped by someone stopped in their tracks, in a flash my brain made a decision that even I admire myself, I seem to have seen nothing as if I continue to walk forward, my eyes do not phase a glance, saw to stop her is two young men, one of them seems to have a few familiar, but can not recall where I have seen.
I made sure that I had disappeared out of their field of vision before I came around behind them, trying hard to try and hear what they were saying over the sound of the powerful music, which of course turned out to be futile. But then I saw the look on Jun’s face, the despair of being caught red-handed doing something bad, and my heart sank, having realized what had happened – the two of them must have been my wife’s acquaintances, and had most likely seen what she had just done, and judging from their stance, they must have been intimidating and blackmailing my wife. My mind raced, but I couldn’t think of a solution.
At the moment of my hesitation, two young men, one on the left and the other on the right, will Jun Jun “escort” out of the door, I also had to pull back a distance to follow. Fortunately, they did not call a car, but toward the YY side of a restaurant to go. At this time, I had an idea, dialed June’s cell phone. After a few rings, I only heard her feed, and that voice was shaking terribly.
“Are those two acquaintances of yours?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Where are you going now?”
“……”
I cursed myself for being an idiot, of course she couldn’t answer that way of asking.
“Are they threatening you?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Money or people?”
“…… is in the second drawer.”
If I wasn’t in such a situation, I would almost laugh out loud.
“I’ll follow you and you pretend to hang up your cell phone so I can listen for movement.”
“Okay …… well …… bye.”
With a keyboard click and a sizzle, I finally heard their conversation.
“Who?”
“My husband.”
“Does your husband know if you come out like this?”
“No …… don’t know.”
“What did you say you were doing there?”
“I said I was having a late night snack.”
“Haha, your husband is so deceitful.”
“That’s right, but his wife will soon be our midnight snack, haha!”
The two male voices burst into laughter, evoking a wave of anger in me.
By this time the three of them had gone to the back of the hotel, and, after three detours, they came to a dark corner, with a high, mottled wall on one side, and a pile of wooden crates and miscellaneous things on the other, so that only from the corner where I was hiding could I see inside.
I heard a man say, “How’s it going? It’s nice here, isn’t it?”
“You boys know your way around, it’s not your first time, is it?”
“That’s for sure, I’ve gotten half a dozen women here to say the least!”
“Okay, okay, don’t blow it, how does this …… this work?”
“Strip her down, I’ll have a good time first.”
As he spoke, he saw the rather large one of the two men wrapping Jun Jun in his arms from behind, and with one hand, he ripped off her blouse. Jun Jun let out a cry of grief, but her struggles seemed so feeble. Her bare breasts in the darkness can not be seen clearly, but already let me like a thunderbolt.
“What are you pretending to be serious now, you weren’t selling there just now!” The other man laughed and scolded, grabbing one of the fat man’s breasts that he hadn’t taken into account in passing.
“You don’t say, once upon a time when I saw her in the unit, she was really like a big lady, like me, she didn’t even look at me. Who would have thought that she would be one thing in front of people and another thing behind them; a princess in the daytime and a bitch at night.”
This time I finally remembered, it turned out that this fat man is the driver of June’s former unit, once sent her once, June never had a good feeling about him, that he is vulgar and uneducated. And how could I have thought that the day after several years, will be his wanton lewdness outside and helpless.
The two young men did not stop, stripped June clean, like a sandwich, she was sandwiched in the middle of the wild kissing and groping, four hands on my wife’s pure flesh rubbed hard to vent, her breasts and pussy in the clutches of the deformed and twisted, causing her to wriggle and can not stop to avoid, but there is no place to escape.
The scene, accompanied by my wife’s short, raspy grunts coming from my cell phone, made me feel like I was on a roller coaster sliding down from the top to the bottom for a split second; it was a strange feeling of desperation and panic, but also excitement and anticipation, and I could hear my own heart slamming against my chest with an intensity I’d never known before, and the blow made me almost faint.
A voice cried out anxiously in my head, “Let go, you assholes!”
The other hissed with red eyes, “Fuck her, get in there! Fuck my wife!”
As if hearing my cries, Fatty pulled down his pants, revealing his ferocious weapon, bending his leg slightly and holding it in one hand to push it hard towards Jun’s white, naked buttocks, Jun cried out in horror and hurriedly said, “Don’t! You guys agreed not to do this!” Both hands hurriedly went backward trying to push the fat man away.
Those two men were on a roll, how could they let her go. The skinny guy grabbed June’s arms with one hand and pulled her back to him. The fat man, who turned a deaf ear to my wife’s protests, pulled her plump ass with one hand and pushed in with the other.
I know that at this time if I do not come forward, three years of marriage, my wife is going to be raped in front of me. Although I have been fantasizing, but I have worked hard to chase a year to get a woman, these years and I share the same pain, crying and laughing love and hate wife, these two hateful guys actually have to be so raped her. I can not help but to jump out and shout to stop them, but …… if I step out now, it is not the same as telling them that I have been watching from the ballroom to now? What’s more, Jun Jun’s handle is firmly held by them, if we can’t fulfill their wishes now, they give all our acquaintances there a publicity, both of us can have no face to mix in this city.
Said when it was too late, then fast, just when I was still in the struggle of ideas, only to hear a female voice screaming from the phone, June two hands clutching the arm of the thin man, the expression of pain, obviously has been inserted by the fat man and not enough lubrication. Her nails are probably embedded in the arm of the thin man, not to be careful to cause the thin man also “wow” a pain.
My heart contracted violently, as if a giant palm had gripped it all at once and yanked it violently toward the outside of my body. My wife had finally been fucked, as I had fantasized a thousand times, only this time it was unimaginably real. My head felt incredibly heavy, as if a cuckold was pressing down on it, weighing me down so much that I couldn’t lift my head.
I struggled to raise my neck, trying to regain a little of my manly dignity, and all I saw was the fat man jerking hard behind my wife, and the vibrations that ran through her whole body as the naked one was being slammed into her. Her originally flying long hair was pulled by a handful of fat man, so she had to tilt her head back and open her mouth to gasp, and the diminishing traces of pain in that mumble made me feel slightly better.
Fatty’s face is tense, obviously the pleasure to the extreme – the feeling of fucking her from behind is too familiar to me, and even that kind of satisfaction while grabbing her hair, because I often abuse my wife in this way, and that kind of feeling of being abused can make her extraordinarily wild, but I never thought that today I was completely humiliated. Although I wasn’t the one who was fucking my wife’s fat pussy behind her back, I could clearly feel a different kind of excitement. The sensation pierced my body and mind like a sword, a sexual ecstasy masked under the smoke of pain, and I undeniably loved it.
I watched that vile, ugly man enjoy my wife in a frenzy, but my sex was already swollen to overflowing with the pleasure that was surging through me. This sexual pleasure reminded me of the satisfaction of conquest I felt the first time I penetrated my wife, the eruption I felt the first time I pissed on her face, and was significantly more etched in my mind. This vortex of pleasure spun me around, countless thoughts whirling through my head, one moment thinking that I wondered if June was having pleasure right now, and the next moment wondering if such a nasty fetish was a manifestation of my own subconscious masochistic tendencies.
The skinny guy who had long since taken off his pants was a bit impatient, his rod seemed thicker and longer than the fat guy’s, and he kept arching towards June’s body, but she was being fucked from behind and her ass was puckered up so he could only push up against her bellybutton. He bent down to suck on her nipples from time to time, and as the fat man pumped her breasts jiggled, often flattening the thin man’s nose, but he didn’t seem to care.
Although the fat man couldn’t see very clearly, he knew the situation roughly, and couldn’t help but snapped, “Hey, why don’t you let her bend down and blow for you? I’ll switch with you later.”
I cursed in my heart, but the thin man was reminded by a word, and yanked Jun’s hair and pressed down, she was forced to bend over, pushing the thin man with one hand, and disgustedly scrutinizing towards the ugly prick that was bobbing in front of her eyes, as if she was very unwilling to do so.
The skinny guy was a bit impatient, holding his cock and shoving it into my wife’s mouth, she dodged a few times, her sexy red lips finally lost their grip, and the long rod poked nonchalantly into her throat, causing her to frown painfully at the top, and her hands reflexively tried to push the skinny guy away. The thin man tightly grabbed her head to prevent her from escaping, but also struggled inside the hard top and turn. By this time my wife was unable to scream, and could only make drowning gurgling noises, accompanied by uncontrollable flow of saliva out of the corners of her mouth.
I’m afraid this is the most painful blowjob she’s ever experienced, and it pains me to think that not even I, in my wildest, most lustful moments, have ever penetrated her throat like this. A pang of jealousy ran through me and I wondered when I would let her do it for me like this.
At this point the skinny guy finally pulled his rod out slightly and began pumping it into both mouths on my wife, one after the other with the fat guy. Despite the fact that the two had quite a tacit understanding, the skinny guy’s cock still often jumped out of her mouth, and each time he quickly and forcefully thrust his sex back down her throat. Over time, probably to avoid his rough movements, June would actually take the initiative to hold it up and stuff it back into her mouth, and her mouth movements gradually got fancy from the monotonous passivity of the beginning.
The fat man in the back also clearly felt the wetness of her vagina and laughed, “Hey! Wet, wet!”
I heart a burst of sour, can only comfort myself that is the normal physiological reaction of women, the natural mechanism of self-protection. Jun Jun I do not know whether it was said to have developed a sense of shame, or thought of me in the peeping, like a sign of twisting to escape a few times, the result only in return for the two doubled the roughness and taunts.
It wasn’t long before the skinny guy snapped, “Hey, I say, let’s switch, I want to try this slutty cunt.”
The fat man gave a somewhat reluctant hmmm and gave a few hard thrusts before pulling his cock out in one fluid motion. I heard my wife grunt, and instead of the joy of relief, there seemed to be a few empty moments of loss.
When the two of them exchanged positions, June remained in the bent over and pouting position with a complete look of resignation. The thin man, who had already been building up his strength, then thrust in, letting out a satisfied exhale.
The fat man vented all of his dissatisfaction on my wife, holding the rod covered in lewd water and said viciously, “XX-kun, this is covered with your water! Lick it for me!”
His wife gave him a mournful look and obediently licked her way up from the base of his prick, even taking the initiative to suck and lick the fat boy’s balls without his special request. Though I didn’t see the fat man’s expression, I could imagine the surprise and pleasure in his head, so much so that he didn’t even utter a word of mockery.
The skinny guy’s side is not bad, his tool is better than the fat guy, and when moving there is no stomach in the way, so he can enter deeper than the fat guy. Sensitive wife obviously felt the difference, and gradually crashed the psychological armament, from the beginning of the restrained muffled grunts, to scream up at will, in the phone I can even hear that burst of lust in the twitching issued by the gibbering sound.
She moved! How could this happen? Although my wife is a slut in bed with us, she is still very disciplined in her normal life. In front of others, she was definitely a virtuous woman, but now she actually had strong sexual pleasure and showed it in front of these bad guys without any shame while being raped!
I watched this angrily, feeling the urgency of my need to vent, and couldn’t help but pull out my cock, which had been confined for far too long, and jerk off. While watching two strangers rape, no, ravish, and match their wives while masturbating in front of their eyes. I was experiencing that unspeakably wicked super-pleasure in the midst of intense guilt, making me feel like I was in the deep valley and the peak of my life at the same time.
I’ve heard that fat people in general aren’t very good at this, and this one is no exception, long ago he was full of tension and obviously holding back he finally reached his limit, but who could laugh at him? I don’t think he’s ever played with such a beautiful woman in such a lustful way in his life.
He sped up, his large stomach slamming into Jun’s face at times, and suddenly let out a low growl, his body pausing for a full few seconds, as if he was unable to move the slightest bit in the moment of an overwhelming climax. Jun frowned, it seemed that the fat man had put up quite a fight. His legs and stomach trembled slightly and slowly moved a few times, it seems that the strength of the whole body has left him, at this moment it is difficult to support his bloated body. He sat down on the ground huffing and puffing, even my wife spit the sticky mixture on the ground did not seem to notice the action.
At this time, June got rid of the fat man’s entanglement, and was fully focused on being fucked by the thin man. She had one hand on the wall, one hand on her taut legs, and her shoulder-length hair, which had been anionized, was now in disarray, indulgently tumbling and dancing with his thrusts, just like the tones of the lewd screams in her throat.
The skinny guy was sweating profusely as he fucked and cursed, “Was it good? Slutty cunt! How am I better than your husband?”
While my wife turned a deaf ear and refused to respond, I imagined what the answer was in her mind. The thought that maybe she really did think the man was better than me made me feel incredibly excited. I knew I was dying, but I really wanted to come with them, and it was good that they didn’t make me wait too long.
The skinny guy gradually sped up the frequency and intensity of his thrusts, and my wife screamed more vigorously to encourage him, and soon the movements of those two naked men reached dizzying proportions, and he suddenly screamed, “I’m going to cum in it!”
That shout finally made me bear down, a cold war, and the sperm column marked out a meter away.
He also finally erupted amidst his wife’s increasingly high cries, and he didn’t stop at all as he climaxed, his movements still powerful, topping her off at the height of her orgasm one after the other. I looked at that time the impact, rhythmically accompanied by a stream of his own jet, all the angry stimulation just now also got a burst of incomparable venting.
What a sight it was, I wailed as my sense of morality floated in the distance. This grotesque trio, floating simultaneously on a cloud of evil orgasm, each man and woman with such dark thoughts and pleasures in their hearts.
They finally left, leaving her, who had just supplied them with immense pleasure, there like a used toy, taking only her underwear “as a souvenir”, and the handle, I thought to myself.
She stood there lost in thought, not even putting on her clothes. The dissolving moonlight, which had just been shamed into hiding her face, peeked out from the clouds and shone on her stunningly beautiful body, gently soothing her ravaged and bruised muscles everywhere. I suddenly feel so jealous, my beautiful wife, my pride, is no longer my proprietary.
I walked out to face her, but not to her side. She looked at me with tears in her eyes and just didn’t move. I looked at her, she had never looked so beautiful, I thought, but I had never felt so distant from her either. I just felt so bitter and exhausted. She searched for understanding and love in my eyes, but she finally found neither, and two teardrops rolled down her cheeks almost at the same time, falling onto the peaks of her ample breasts, coalescing around her nipples and shaking them.
She looked at me with teary eyes, looking at me with anger and pity. What should I do? What can I do? I asked myself. The night was so thick that it surrounded us, and there was not a single bright light in sight.
In the evening, I feel that I should comfort June, I put June’s pair of white and tender feet on my shoulders, and kissed her pussy with my mouth, where it was astringent, surrounded by some redness and swelling, after all, it is the remnants of the flowers after the rain. Being rocked and bruised, June frowned slightly and moaned softly, I pushed a little harder, and a white pulp was squeezed out and flowed into my mouth ……
I looked at Jun, my heart filled with pity, and secretly swore that Jun’s today was also my fault. If I didn’t like Jun Jun being played by someone else, I wouldn’t have faked it. Even if Jun Jun is really at fault, as long as she still lives with me, I will always be good to her.
The next day, June was lying in bed and wouldn’t get up, saying it hurt, and when I took a closer look, poor June’s cunt was swollen.
June and I went out on the street, suddenly someone behind me shouted June, June’s face flushed red, I turned around and saw that it was Fatty, Fatty handed me a few pieces of candy and said, “Yesterday I was the groom, and the bride was as beautiful as June. Come, eat a few pieces of wedding candy.”
After more than two months, nothing happened, no one in June’s unit knew about that night, and we relaxed.
But I found that nothing, June often sit silently thinking, but the face bursts of red tide. I have sex with June, seldom again mentioned once common sexual fantasies, June also did not reach orgasm.
One day, June told me that she saw Fatty, who greeted her cordially without mentioning what happened that night. Maybe it’s because of this reason, she felt that the fat man doesn’t seem to be as annoying as he used to think. She also told me that both the fat man and the thin man have lovers in the unit, and both are very beautiful.
That night June showed rare excitement and asked to continue to play sexual fantasy, I agreed. I didn’t realize that June’s fantasies were actually locked on the skinny guy and the fat guy. She cried out their names emotionally and made love to me so intensely that we both had several orgasms in a row.
Afterward, I asked June, “Do you really want them to fuck again?” I didn’t expect my daughter-in-law to actually nod her head with a red face and shyly say, “Their cocks …… are really – bigger than yours ……. ” I was then clear, the original my daughter-in-law turned out to be the taste, every day thought of them.
The fear was dispelled, and the cuckold complex was strong again. My heart swung, and I said to Jun Jun, “I get excited in my heart when I think about my daughter-in-law being a whore, and I just love it when other men touch my Jun Jun’s body and ride my Jun Jun.”
Jun Jun disagreed at first, then jokingly said, “I’ve only just learned to be good, and you’re making me learn to be bad again, don’t be angry if I really learn to be bad this time.” I smiled and said, “Don’t you already have a previous record?”
“Then I’ll continue to be a slut for you. But can you stand it when I’m played by other men again and I have to be nice to them, tease them, even be their horse and call him my husband?”
“Go ahead and have fun, I won’t blame you because I brought this on myself. And, before entering the bridal chamber, I will personally officiate your wedding.”
When I finished, June suddenly blushed, kissed me fiercely, and said mischievously, “In a few days I will definitely give you a gift – a most most beautiful green hat, so that you can be a little turtle forever.” But June did not go to the ballroom again, she said, to wait for me to send her into the cave once.
After a few days, Jun Jun tone very lewd told me, she saw the thin man again, the thin man also waved to her, she also do not know why, actually told him my home address and gave him a flying kiss.
Several thoughts spun through my mind in a flash, but I couldn’t help but get a hard-on when I thought back to that day. I thought that even though they were raped that time, they were after all the second man to enter my daughter-in-law’s body, and thus left an indelible memory of her.
But June consistently looks at them, does …… she?
I said to Jun, “Do you like them?” A blush flew across Jun’s face and she lowered her head to fiddle with her fingers, squirming and not daring to talk to me.
I guess, June’s heart is very contradictory, because it can not be in front of her husband, very actively ask for the red apricot wall ah! Although in search of sexual excitement and sexual joy, but take that step is really not easy, not to mention the first step fell a big somersault, but the red apricot wall of excitement is deeply tempted her. Nonetheless, I don’t believe June really likes them.
In the evening, June took a bath and sprinkled some perfume on her body, and strangely enough, she wouldn’t let me touch her.
The next day, June put on the clothes she wore that day when she went out to sell, but didn’t wear underwear (the underwear from that day had already been taken away by them), revealing her snow-white shoulders and breasts vaguely permeated with concave and convex slopes and valleys. She held me up again, lifted her calves, and painted the ten jade toes on her feet with a quick coat of nail polish. Puzzled, I watched her trace her eyebrows and apply lipstick.
After breakfast, suddenly downstairs a burst of car horns, Jun Jun looked out the window, the voice is obviously a little trembling, full of red face, said to me: “dead fat man came, what to do?” It was only then that I realized the reason for June’s actions. Heart suddenly thought of “pink face slightly red, shortness of breath, breath hot, eyes longing, looking forward to love with you” such a sentence to. I think my wife at the moment is certainly a great confusion! Anyway, it’s not like we haven’t played with them before.
Evil thoughts finally overcame reason, and I told June that I would go out and hide for half a day, and that June could do whatever she wanted on her own. June blushed and went into the bedroom with a twist. What did June go in for? I felt very strange.
After a while, I pushed the door and went in. At this time I saw that she had already made the bed, three pillows side by side neatly arranged, cotton wool quilt is also folded side by side, the bedside nightstand on the bed also placed two condoms and a ball of toilet paper. June saw that I saw it, and looked even more shy and infinite.
I said to myself, “June is really going to learn the hard way.” But at this point there was no chance of regret.
She waved her hand to me and walked towards that door, her bare legs between the half-open skirt, straight to see her blasphemy-less ass, thin waist, plump breasts, long neck, I knew that moment was coming, and my heart was again extraordinarily impulsive. I hurriedly left the house through the back door, and everything was closed to another world by the locked door.
At noon, I went home and found that the two young men were having dinner with June. Jun Jun was wearing a navel piercing sarong, two points in front of the chest pointed, vaguely visible attractive small nipples pointedly erected, ultra-short skirt below the exposure of white glistening zephyr calves, smooth and tender thighs, white high-heeled sandals, thin straps outlined two perfect snow feet, the polished ankles, crystal toes, feet white and crystal, toes neat and slender, the curves of the feet are very beautiful, the warped puffy breasts, eyes watery, and her face flushed. The lipstick on the lips are gone, I don’t know whether it is eaten for dinner, or ……
Seeing me, the two greeted me warmly. June introduced Fatty and Skinny as her friends who had just arrived. I knew it was a pretext. Fatty handed me a few pieces of candy with a smile in his eyes and said they were married.
After a while, they got up and left. After they left, June shy head down embarrassed to look at me, like stealing candy children’s expression, cute! Suddenly, she kissed me and had a fishy taste in her mouth, which I guessed was the taste of semen.
I asked June, and June shyly said to me, “I’ll tell you a secret, I let them pee in my mouth, and they didn’t make me spit, I ate it all.” Then mischievously said to me, “Hubby, I did everything you wanted, won’t you reward me? Don’t you like to let other men touch my body and ride me? They took turns riding me, saying I was their stud. I let them fuck me all morning and let them cum inside. Look ……” said June as she pulled her pants down.
I noticed that my wife had a ball of toilet paper stuffed in the opening of her vagina, and when the toilet paper was removed, a sticky, slightly yellowish in white liquid ran down her thighs. “Do you like it?” His wife’s fluffy black hair was pulled back casually behind her, and her seductive almond eyes radiated watery spring. “Yes!” I replied vaguely, taking a deep breath, very confused.
In the evening, June let me help her bath, I carefully rubbed June’s smooth spine, touching June’s slender waist, the heart is a little not taste. The slender waist reminds me of how such a body in the arms of those two hooligans up and down to meet, see her petite buttocks to remember that it was also once naked sitting in the arms of those two young hooligans, clamped their watery cock doing piston movement. Now June’s peach hole had been filled with their paste for the second time and had eaten their cum – even mine she hadn’t eaten. What could I do when I would surely let them ride it again in the future?
I asked June: “Do you now like the people you used to despise?” June told me that after contact with these people, she was used to hearing their foul language, especially when they called her a “slutty cunt” and “bitch”, and she still found it very exciting, and although she felt that they were hooligans, she also felt that they were very manly, and so she now willingly became a little mare in their crotch, letting them ride and play, and sleeping with them. So now she willingly became a little mare under their crotch, letting them ride, letting them play and sleeping with them.
The fat man and the thin man and I also mixed well, often go out together to play, they also introduced me to women to play. They told me that they played enough good young women have a husband, to ensure that there is no disease, you can not wear a condom directly fuck them.
We seemed to become friends. Once, at night, we opened a room and drank a lot of wine, Fatty hugged June and asked me to take a picture of them. June laughed and struggled, which aroused his sexual desire even more, and I clearly saw a big bulge on Fatty’s pants, and June’s hand pressed on it. Seeing that I was not angry, the fat man’s hand then reached inside June’s clothes and touched her tits, and June hit his hand with a red face.
I sat on the side giggling, not knowing what to say but not discouraging it. Seeing that I wasn’t angry, the fat man and the thin man gave an inch and peeled off Jun Jun’s clothes, who was half naked and flirting with them. I drank a lot of wine that night, and then drifted off to sleep.
The next day, I opened my eyes with a headache and realized that the fat man had already left, and June was sleeping naked in the arms of the thin man, with June’s hand still holding the thin man’s cock.
Slim and I apologized. I guess they were premeditated. It’s already a fact. Besides, I’m responsible. I’ve played with their women too, isn’t it normal for them to play with my wife? I said to Slim, “Make my wife comfortable.”
On that day, the thin man pressed on top of the stripped naked June in front of me, and I watched as his ugly thing plunged into June’s body. Jun Jun hugged the skinny guy and excitedly shouted, “Hubby, fuck me!” Her ass wiggled hard to match the thin man’s ravishment.
After June and Skinny finished playing, she took something green out of her bag, and I realized that it was a hat, and Skinny put it squarely on my head.
Since then, June has been more liberalized, June and Fatty and Slim boldly deal with each other, but June and Slim seem to be better, in front of outsiders, Slim said that June is his little wife; June flirtatiously smiled, took his arm, called him husband, but introduced me as their friend. The fat man’s position is basically gone; June won’t let him touch it. I still want June to go to the ballroom to play chicken, but June doesn’t want to go.
Through the thin son of several “inadvertent” inspiration and confession, June psychological gradually fell into his warm trap, thin son is no longer a “despicable” villain, but a love her, take care of her lovers, all things to thin son as the center, good behavior to maintain the thin son of the Prestige, often unconsciously on the thin man to show lovers or couples between some intimate and meat meat means, I gradually does not matter.
Physiologically, during the day, at night, in the open space and other dangerous places, with new and exciting positions, or gentle and sweet or violent and wild thrusting, accompanied by the lover’s sweet words or the strong roughness of the strong, the thin man completely inspired this young woman with a strong desire for physical desire and obscene desires, making love to show not only shyness and fetching, but also frenzied and obsessed.
Day by day, in the thin deliberately create, June like a hot love in the girl, more and more beautiful, every day living in the passion, sweet warm care. The whole family also gradually accepted this outsider, or rather, the whole home has gradually become the world of this outsider, revealing the harmony and sweetness of the family.
June is also obviously distant from me, I want to have sex with her, but she said she is now a thin man’s special woman, have to ask her master whether to allow, thin man open grace to allow June and I sleep. Junjun may have gotten used to Slim’s big cock, my sexual ability is far from being able to satisfy her, and when I make love with her, I can’t get that spark of excitement.
When June was not at home, I asked the thin man if he loved June. The thin man smiled contemptuously and asked me, “Don’t you like your wife to let others play with her? She’s only a concubine of mine now. When I’ve had enough, I’ll find a few more men to play with her, and train her to become a slut who is as good as anyone, who runs water at the sight of a man’s cock, and who is completely slutty and depraved, and then I’ll give her back to you.”
I told June what the skinny guy said, but June didn’t believe me at all. On the contrary, she seemed to like the skinny guy more and more. When he didn’t come, June looked forward to his visit and washed his dirty clothes, underwear and socks for him. On the contrary, she became more and more cold to me and would not let me touch her. When I tried to make love to her, she asked me, “I don’t love you anymore, do you think I feel anything?” –At this point, I only regret!
The driver’s work time is not fixed, the thin man often comes at night, sometimes tired to lie in bed, Junjun wait for him to take off his socks, wash his feet, more than his wife. Contact time is long, I realized that the thin man’s temper is not good.
Once, when the skinny guy asked June to hold his cock for him, June said, “It stinks, you should wash it first!” One sentence annoyed the thin man and was slapped by the thin man. June cried in aggravation, kneeled on the floor, and with tears in her eyes took the thin man’s cock in her mouth. I was furious next door, but there was nothing I could do about it, because June ended up on Slim’s bed and fell into Slim’s arms again.
In the morning, Jun tenderly dressed Slim and kissed him on the mouth at the end, watching Slim walk out of the room like a little wife sending her husband off. I asked June, “What do you think you are to Slim?” She actually said very naturally, “A concubine.” I couldn’t figure out what exactly Jun Jun liked about him, was the abuse of her the so-called manliness?
Whenever she was on vacation, the thin man would pick her up, and June treated the thin man’s wife with respect, calling her sister and making clear her status as a junior.
A year passed, and the number of times June and Slim had sex had far exceeded mine. June got pregnant, and Slim mobilized her to have an abortion. I was secretly happy because I knew it wasn’t my seed.
The thin man came less and less often, and I knew that June was already going to be played with enough, and since the thin man had played with June enough, he would definitely give June generously to other men to play with, because June was just one of his women. Jun Jun, however, is noticeably thinner.
The skinny guy finally came and brought another man with him, and although he was fit, he was dirt, like a farmer, and I could tell June hated him. The thin man said it was his stevedore.
Jun Jun was particularly excited that day, next to the thin man next to the tired voice, but the thin man just patted her face, told her to stay with his friends, shouted I went with him. In the thin man’s car, the thin man told me that Jun Jun he has played enough, but this girl is no longer suitable for me as a daughter-in-law. Before giving it back to me, he was going to find several kinds of men for Junjun so that she could accept all kinds of men, and then he would train her to do her old job – prostitute picking up customers, and make a few years of money for me properly.
The next morning, I just came home and opened the door to find that the farmer was taking his soft cock (soft but bigger than average) out of June’s cunt, and June’s cunt was dripping outward with thick white semen; her face and whole body were flushed, and her eyes were foggy as if they were baying for an autumn water. I know that the old farmer’s sexual function is stronger than all of us, June has been napped by him.
Sure enough, the thin man every now and then to lead some men to whore June, of course, the money are put into the thin man’s pockets. With the increase in contact with men, the thin son in the heart of June has faded, the thin son and June to do, June did not have the excitement of the past, I certainly more can not. June no longer say she is the thin man’s woman these words, I guess, June’s vagina has adapted to the thicker than us all cock.
During this time I not only lost my wife for nothing, but also did not earn money, but let June realize that men just play her, there is no love outside the family. Although the end of the affair, but her life style is not good also famous, colleagues began to talk about something behind my back, when I appeared on the discussion will suddenly stop, I know June and thin things can not be hidden from the people, they are when I do not know just.
Even in normal times, she is not as dignified as before, and now loves to wear some short skirts, low-cut tops, thin blouses, and often without a bra, so that her breasts walk up and down. In our common walk, June’s eyes always involuntarily sneak a look at the man next to her, encountered a robust man, June often hold my hand tightly, face flushed; I’m not at her side, she can always and some of the men of the wrong kind of flirting. I know that the thin man’s conditioning has succeeded, has successfully tamed Jun Jun into a lecherous slut, Jun Jun already likes the rogue type of man.
Slim hadn’t claimed a man for some time, and June was lost in thought. Finally, one day, June told me that she was addicted to having sex with different men, and that she was ready to become a prostitute for real.
This time, June and I went to the ballroom, I went a little late, did not find June, because of the urgent need to urinate, I went to the bathroom. Suddenly, clearly heard the rhythmic moaning of a woman inside, and could even hear the sound of a penis rapidly thrusting in the vagina. I felt the sound was very familiar, almost couldn’t believe my ears, and my heart jumped wildly.
After a while, sure enough, a man walked out with his arm around the disheveled and bewildered Jun Jun. The man suddenly saw me, very happy to call me, let me embarrassed, this man is my elementary school classmate, we have not met for a long time, I and June married he did not know, he certainly can not think of today he played the woman is my daughter-in-law.
He put his arm around June and walked to me, his hand still rubbing her plump ass, and introduced me to the new chick he met. He also said that he had fucked so many women, and there was none as beautiful as this.
After chatting for a few minutes and inviting me to his house, my daughter-in-law snuggled into his arms and suddenly kissed him and said to him, “Will I still come to your house tonight?” Then she looked at me with a smirk.
I looked at my petite wife, her face was as red as a drunken haze wrapped around her face, her eyes were watery with the color of spring, but there was no hint of nervousness or fear. I didn’t dare to say that Junjun is my wife, I could only say to my classmates, “I won’t disturb you to enter the cave.” Then the heart sour, blearily watched his wife was classmates embraced out of the ballroom.
At night, I stayed up almost all night, my mind filled with shots of my own Stepford wife sleeping naked in my arms.
It was early the next morning before June then dragged her tired body back to me.
“Baby, he didn’t break you, did he?”
“Fool, how could I break it! It’s quite good. I’m so tired I don’t want to wash it, I want to sleep for a while before I do it. His cock was thicker than yours, too, and it held my cunt so tight that I came five or six times and let him fuck me out.”
“No condom?”
“What a waste to wear a condom.”
I got down on her crotch, of course, to look at her pussy that had just been pumped with a man’s meaty cock. June’s full labia majora looked a little rosy from having just been subjected to the impact of a man’s shame; the labia minora protruded slightly, obscuring the entrance to her vagina. As her thighs moved a little, her little cum-filled meat hole was vaguely revealed, but was quickly hidden by the closed labia. That night, my head finally went out from that sour and lascivious smell.
At dawn, I masturbated again while checking out the spots of lust between June’s strands.
Later, my classmate finally realized that it was my wife he was playing with. He told me that he had ridden a lot of women and only my wife was the best to ride.
June quit her job in the organization and went to work in a Thai massage parlor. She really degenerated and became a real prostitute, and when I looked for her, she often lazily lay in the arms of other men, like I didn’t exist.
I didn’t stop June’s debauchery, and June remained sincere with me; she saw me as her best friend and often shared her flings with me. Sometimes she brought me recordings of her sex with other men to listen to, listening to the sounds of sex organs mingling and my wife’s wavy screams, imagining June’s legs on another man’s shoulders, being thrust in by a 90-degree jerky cock, hard, stick to the bottom, I would cum. I regretted what I did during the day, but I was still quite aroused by enduring the loneliness of thinking at night, like my beautiful wife was probably being squeezed underneath me and crying.
A year later, on June June’s men I know there are more than 20, June earned a lot of money, our economic conditions are also very good, although June is still beautiful, but also known as the “men’s toilets” (the implication is that: every man has to go on the end to go, and even when there are many people have to be on together). Although Jun Jun is a womanizer, she hates this nickname.
We didn’t want to stay here anymore, left Shanghai, went to a city where no one knew us, got very decent jobs and started a new life. June was very dignified and did not get in touch with any immodest men, and was soon promoted and became the director of her bureau.
Of course, I can’t take off the cuckold, I can’t satisfy June anymore, she sometimes wants to, and I even accompany her to the dance hall, to watch her being played by the men she likes, after all, no one there knows about her past. June still likes to play love games with men, and it took a long time for June to be conquered by a man in the new city. I know that June’s cunt needs a thick cock, but there really aren’t too many men like that either. It was hard to come across one, so June and I rented another cabin to make the man think that we were of similar status to him.
But that man is an ordinary worker, in addition to the body and cock strong, there is no redeeming qualities, and the temper is also very violent, June is often scolded by him, and even beat, but she did not reveal her identity, but still like at the beginning and skinny as his crotch horse, willing to let him play; he also does not know that his own beautiful and flirtatious mare’s real identity is much more noble than him. But apart from being fucked by him to fulfill her sexual desires, June would never love him again, and of course, no longer went to the dance hall to pick up customers.
From then on, in addition to me, June is the only man he is, we silently live like most people. And Jun Jun’s unit who would never have guessed that this dignified and beautiful boss had been ridden by many men, is a slut slut in the crotch of many men.