wife and my secrets

Battle in bed

My nerves nearly broke as I reached for the small piece of cloth under my wife.The cloth was already wet and had seeped out, so that a touch of it covered my fingers with thick liquid,

Sensing what I was doing, she clasped her legs shyly, but quickly opened them again as if to welcome me.Her reaction, very stimulating my desire, lower body swelling, burning hot, in also can not stand, hand liquid rub on her meat, give up foreplay, go straight to the last layer of protection.

She has already been lit, with the lift of the hip, let me smooth down that piece of small cloth, secluded pool has been flooded, the stream gurgling.She eagerly took off my underpants, the seal opened, the trapped dragon reappeared, head held high, swaggering.

We couldn't wait any longer, and my underpants were only down to the bend of my legs. I couldn't help but point my c**k at the mouth of the pool and rush in.

The pool is full of water, warm and moist, without hindrance.I such as spring breeze, float on my mind two sentences, spring gives bath Huaqing pool, hot spring slippery wash coagulate fat, mu Sun bath month panling liquid, microwave small waves flow trace Zheng.

She seems to get a lot of satisfaction, jiao shout hug me, legs tightly clamped on my waist, we will burn up the desire to finally get a vent.

As soon as the dragon entered the cave, it galloped with all its might. It seemed that it wanted to make trouble in this quiet pool and suck up all the water in the pool before it would give up.

She was also out of the norm, showing no weakness, stand up and actively respond to my attack.He looked like he was going to fight me to the death.Her strategy, not only aroused my desire, also aroused my competitive idea, I more wantonly avoid Zen, left and right to kill, to enter and exit.

The whole bed began to shake as if in an earthquake.She was now like a stormy boat, drifting with the current and swaying in the wind.Her long hair had been messy, scattered across her chest and face. She had no energy to arrange it. The only thing she could do was to grit her teeth and resist my fierce offensive.

The long legs were wrapped around me, and the shreds of meat shook and rubbed against my waist, making me feel a tingle.My attack is like a raging sea.

From time to time she opened her mouth to show the expression of pain, and from time to time she stretched her eyebrows to show the expression of happiness, splashing everywhere, the tide rose and fell.

I straightened up, grabbed her legs, and sprinted, kissing her through the flesh as Chloe's husband did.She was my move to stimulate the stare big apricot eyes, flushed all over the body, wheezing is not increased, like the scream in repression.

Her legs on my shoulders, losing strength, her body can only move feebly with the rhythm.Every now and then the heel of my high heel bumps against my flower, but I don't notice it. I still fight, as if there's only one thing left in the world right now, and that's s*x.

It was the first time in the four years she and I had been married that I felt a rainstorm.I've never been this intense with her, and she never asked for it.However, today, we forget to be reserved, now our brain only waiting for the release of the desire, waiting to douse the fire of desire, otherwise we will be the heart of the fire into ashes.

We're hot and we're on a roll.She suddenly reached out, wrapped her arms around my neck, and pulled me down forcibly, as if closer contact would satisfy her.

In the face of his wife's initiative, I also cathartic recklessness, courageously straight forward.Water lingered on the bed like rain slapping on the SLATE.

She was so excited that kisses rained down on my face and I hugged her in response.After a long time of fighting, she finally approached the critical point, with a slight frown on her brow and a slight rise in her red lips, but she could not cry out, just like a fish jumping on a bank and breathing hard.

Her expression directly brought me sensory stimulation, my body heat, frequency faster.The bed creaked as if it was about to fall apart.

She arched, wrapped her arms around my back, her nails dug deep into my skin, and suddenly bit her lip. "What is your relationship with Chloe?" she asked.

My brow a jump, how just pick at this time, looking at her to say "it doesn't matter! Why suddenly remember to ask this..."

"Don't stop!Before she finished, she cried anxiously, twisting her tiny waist to suit me.

I continued to stir, my thoughts a little disordered.

"Don't lie to me, you drunk force me that night, I smell that perfume, later guess you that night abnormal, and that perfume related. The second time you said to talk about work late came back, wearing the perfume, I was more sure you have a woman, tonight finally who it belongs to.""She gasped.

I was shocked that she had found out.No wonder she was defensive and unfriendly when she met Chloe tonight.Brain hu thought, pumping not consciously slow down.

"Hurry up!She was still drunk, pushing me and saying.

I sped up and explained, "I definitely didn't sleep with her, so she blew it for me..."

At this, she did not allow me to explain, a vengeful bite on my shoulder.She was relentless. There must have been blood from the bite.I exhaled in pain, my body tensed, and I made a knee-jerk move that, I can assure you, went straight to the bottom, and without warning.

She, too, released her clenched teeth with a whine of pain, but her face was strangely cheerful.I looked at her with concern. She seemed to have reached another level. She kept hitting me and shoving me with all her might.

What she said and did, blew me up again.I put it all behind me, gritted my teeth, hit the yellow dragon with all my might, and for a while the head of the bed crackled and squeaked, like playing a soul symphony.

I tried my best, but she was not satisfied. Her arm around my waist kept pressing down, and she cried out dreamily, "Force!"

Wife's words and deeds are like pouring a bucket of gasoline on a burning flame, lust from the soles of feet to the top of the head.I released her hand, grabbed the wooden railing at the head of the bed, fixed my body, and burst with every impact. Her body would quiver several times with the force, and the little devil on her chest beat violently, attracting my eye and stimulating my nerves.

Soon her neck was back, her body taut, her hands clutching the quilt beneath her, as if she had been in hard labor.I know she's coming. Keep pushing, keep pushing.

A few moments later, she suddenly screamed, shook her head slightly, and put her hands around my back, beating me.The heat came, the world was spinning, all kinds of feelings rushed into my head, I was convulsing, hugging her body, to the bottom of the pour out, just want to pour the thick liquid, into her deepest body.

Both my wife and I experienced a sensation we had never experienced, not even on our first night in bed together.I kissed the corners of her mouth after s*x and rubbed her soft skin to soothe her.She was still drunk in the ocean, her legs tightly wrapped around my waist, so THAT I could not move, after two minutes of redness did not recede.

The dragon head had gone limp and slid out of the pool without her knowing it.I stroked her forehead scattered hair, her brow a touch of spring quietly visible, she ignored my move, it seems to be still in the aftertaste, I punish like nibble her earlobe, her body light quiver finally returned to god, heavy breathing.

"How do you feel?"I asked mockingly.

She smacked me with her coy pout, opened her legs and let me slide off her.She lay still, sweat still on her forehead, and now we don't care about so much. I put my arms around her, face to face, without even rubbing her.Her face pressed against my chest, she found a comfortable position and lay drunk in my arms.

We listened to each other's heartbeats as if time had stopped.The breeze blew in from the window, the curtains danced with it, the moonlight poured into the windowsill, adding half a romantic,

She lifted her head from my arms, laid it on top of me, and looked out the window at night.I stroked her soft back and asked softly, "What do you think of Chloe's husband?"

My tone was flat, as if I were asking about something trivial.But I was almost as nervous as I had been when I had asked her to marry me, then for fear that she would say no, now for fear that she would say something I didn't want to hear.

Instead of answering directly, she looked at me for two seconds and said, "What do you mean?"

I could see the guard in her eyes, pretending to say, "I just feel a little uncomfortable because you had a great time dancing with him tonight. Just ask.

Hearing that I was jealous, her eyes narrowed into a crescent, happy smile, provocative like ask "that you think that Chloe how?"

By her general, I know, if I lie at this moment, she must be able to detect, then get must be a lie.Instead of ruining the relationship by lying to hide what both of us know, I put up my hand and said, "I'm honest. I have, at times, wanted to have s*x with her.""But you are the only one I love!" she said.

Was it once? Or was it occasionally? I see you're still wondering!"She liked it," she said strangely.

But I could see a good deal of anger fading from her eyes, and half a gleam of joy.I immediately sprinkle honey said: "how can it be, I now have eyes, heart only you."He tightened his arms and put his arms around her.

She deliberately struggled: "hum! Who knows if it's true or not! Maybe you'll fall in love after sex."

"No, absolutely not! You are the only one I will ever love."I continued to sweet-talk and then tried to kiss her on the forehead.

But she reached down, she pushed my mouth with her hand, turned her face to one side and said, "Don't lie here, you don't know how much work behind my back."

Instead of kissing her on the cheek, I had to settle for the next best thing. I kissed her fingertips and said, "I'm telling the truth. Now it's your turn!

She retracted her electric hand thoughtfully, as if trying to think of something to say.