The young director’s wife

The young director’s wife
The young director’s wife

The young director’s wife
At that time, I first started to learn to make stocks, and I looked at the computer every day. Anyone who has made stocks knows that it is actually very boring, especially when you buy a stock in full, the stock does not rise for several consecutive days. Sell it, and think it has a future, so don’t sell it. Look at the stocks hit the daily limit every day, and what’s even more fatal is that some of them are still optimistic about.So, after I bought a stock in full, I was praying: I hope I won’t be bored in the next few days.However, things that go against your wishes often happen.
One day, I bought a stock in full stock, and the stocks I bought that day could not be sold. Seeing that the market has not changed any trend, boredom began to surge.Often at this time, it is definitely not possible to leave the computer, so I often waste my time playing table tennis or playing cards online.
But this day, I can’t get interested in playing.Bored, I clicked into a chat room and prepared to make a chat statement.In the chat room, there are a lot of names such as "Dance and Flying", "Curvesting with Quiet", "One Night Wanderer", "Phone Passion", etc.It is not a very interesting thing to enter a boring chat room when you are bored.So I was about to quit, and at this moment, a person named "Chat Cheng for a while (female)" appeared on the screen.??I think online chat is to let us take off the mask of reality to chat. Since no one knows anyone online, why not be more real???So, I clicked "Talk for a while (female)" and said, "Hello"……
She is 31 years old, from Hunan. She transferred to Guangzhou with her husband and worked as deputy director of the office in a unit, and had a son who was seven years old.Since we first met in the chat room, we have been contacting each other through QQ. On QQ, her name is "Xiaoyu" and my name is "E-Yu in the Net".She is not very busy at work, and she has a computer specially equipped for her in the unit, so we can communicate at any time and we can talk about everything.She has achieved success in her work, and she will let me share her joy as soon as possible; when my stock rises, we will pray that it will rise again tomorrow.
Of course, there are also times when it is not satisfactory.She often complained that her husband was only concerned about socializing outside and was rarely talked well all year round. Her son was very naughty and often treated her words as inappropriate.And I am often anxious about China’s capital market.When we are happy, we will be happier after sharing.When we are in a bad mood, we will encourage each other until everyone believes that tomorrow will be better.Slowly, if one day the other party doesn’t appear online, I will feel a little worried.In this way, we had been dating online for half a year. During this period, I wanted to see her many times, but I also thought, since we have gotten along very well, why not maintain the status quo?If you meet and find that the other party is not as good as you imagined, you may lose your original enthusiasm.So, I think it’s better not to meet, after all, this online love is hard-won.
Later, I went to a decoration company. The boss was my classmate. He liked to speculate in stocks, but he often had no time. So, we walked together. When the market opened, I watched the market for him. He also bought a laptop so that when we went out for social activities or business, we could work anytime, anywhere.
After facing the computer alone for a long time, I was so happy to walk around.
One day in May, my classmate’s company was completed in a unit’s decoration project.On the day of acceptance, the students specially set up more than a dozen banquets and invited everyone from Party A’s unit.In order to avoid extravagance, the location is located in the sky garden of the newly renovated unit, and all I eat is a self-service hotpot.
After nightfall, a bright moon rises slowly, the cool breeze of early summer blows, and the newly planted flowers and plants emit a scent of fragrance, which is a unique flavor.The ladies who arrived, older ones, dress dignified and steady, and those who are young, give full play to their youth and dress up in a colorful manner.A lady sitting next door facing me caught my attention. She looked a bit like Tao Hong in the TV series "DA Teacher", with long hair tied up behind her, wearing a thin white suit and skirt, with the same white silk shirt inside, without applying powder on her face, but just a thin lipstick. Originally, white clothes were not a good match for dressing, and it was easy to contrast with the flaws of the skin color, but her skin was very white, smooth and tender. The white clothes made her look more noble and elegant, bright and radiant.The banquet began, and wine was indispensable. My classmates brought me to the toast from the leadership seat to the employee seat.It turned out that there was no director in this unit yet, and the deputy director was the top leader, and the beautiful man in white was the director’s wife.This surprised me a little. Usually, even if the official wife is not arrogant, she will make people feel her condescending, but I can’t feel anything from her words and deeds.
After a round of wine was toasted, people began to eat and drink.But there are two seats that are always the most lively, one of which is of course the director’s seat, and the other seat is the director’s wife’s seat.For the sake of wealth and future, as subordinates, they generally do not miss the opportunity to show themselves in front of their leaders. On such occasions, what they need to do when they want to get the favor of their leaders is of course to toast the leaders, in addition to the director, there is also the wife.The director’s wife seemed to be not good at drinking. At first, she did not drink wine and only used soda instead of wine. But later, she finally couldn’t stop people’s enthusiasm and changed to drinking small cups.After a few glasses of wine, two red clouds appeared on the lady’s white and tender face, and her smiling peach blossoms looked even more charming and charming. During this period, there was a scene that I still remembered: after drinking, I might feel a little hot, so she stood up and took off her clothes. The moment she took off her suit with her hands back, her breasts stood up high, and the junction between her breasts and her bra was clearly visible under the thin silk shirt.
The banquet lasted for about two hours, and people were already slightly drunk and full. At this time, the classmate came over and handed me the car key and said, "I will go to the director and the others to sing and sauna after dinner. It seems that it will be until tomorrow morning tonight. I will take their car and take the director’s wife back. You can drive the car home tonight." The lady was obviously unable to drink, and she stood up and walked a few steps and began to feel a little unstable.I felt bad when I saw that we were drinking foreign wine tonight. Usually, we had too much foreign wine and there was nothing when we sat down, but once we stood up, the alcohol strength began to occur, and the momentum would become stronger and stronger.Fortunately, there was a row of flowers and trees in the passage we were walking blocking people’s sight. It was not a good thing for the Director’s wife to show her drunkenness in front of a group of husbands and subordinates.I quickly asked a female employee to help her help her wife, but the female employee couldn’t get well. The two of them helped her walk but didn’t know who helped her.Fortunately, their alcoholism had not really started yet, so they got off the elevator and came to the car, and there was no trouble along the way.I was originally going to let her sit in the back seat, but she said she was prone to motion sickness and liked to sit in the front seat.In the car, I suggested that if I drink too much, I might as well ask the female employee to accompany her back, but the lady kept shaking her head and said with a little stiff tongue: "I’m fine, no need to worry." After hearing what she said, I couldn’t help laughing: It seems that the same is true for women, and if I drink too much, I will also say it’s okay.Perhaps because she was afraid of motion sickness, she lowered the car window.I was embarrassed to tell her again that it was not advisable to have a blowout after drinking. I asked her address and thought it would be better to send her back as soon as possible.Along the way, she didn’t say anything again.
Twenty minutes later, the car arrived downstairs of her house.This is a newly completed commercial community. Many houses are still being renovated, and few have moved in.The car stopped, but she didn’t move. Wasn’t she asleep?So I opened the car door on my side and prepared to go over and open the car door on her side and let her get off.Just when the car door was opened, the lights in the car started to light up. On the seat on my right, there was a picture of a drunken beauty: she was wearing a white suit, leaning against the back of the chair, leaning her body towards me, and resting her head on the backrest of her seat against me. The short skirt on her lower body was brought up with her body slanted downwards, revealing a large section of round, soft and white thighs wrapped in white transparent stockings on the left.Her eyes were closed, and her hair was stuck on her forehead that had been wet with slightly sweat. Her chest undulated with her breathing. The button on the top of the silk shirt had been loosened at some point. From the slightly open neckline, the upper edge of the white bra on the right and the upper part of the breast that was not wrapped in the bra.I couldn’t help but stayed for a moment, and a heated air couldn’t help but rise from my dantian, and my lower body swelled up and pushed my pants high.Just when I was at a loss, she suddenly opened her eyes, quickly fumbled into the door switch with her right hand, and suddenly pulled the door and bounced out like a bullet.Her sudden actions shocked me and rushed out of the car.I saw her squatting on the ground, her back shrugging and vomiting out. As she vomited, my body kept shaking, and I quickly supported her shoulders.The thrilling vomiting lasted for a few minutes, and slowly even the yellow bile water was vomited out.I took out the paper and mineral water from the car and handed it to her. She wiped her face a few randomly and rinsed her mouth with water.Seeing that she was vomiting almost, I closed the car door and helped her to walk towards the elevator in the lobby. She said to me vaguely, "I’m sorry, I’ve lost my composure."Her legs were still weak, so I had to wrap my right hand over her back and hold her right armpit with my palm, so that most of the weight of her body would be borne on my right hand.After entering the elevator, pressing the number, the elevator slowly rises.
Suddenly, I felt something strange about my right hand. It turned out that my right hand was placed under her armpit, and my four fingers were just on the outside of her right breast. Her warm, soft and elastic breasts were pressing against my fingertips.She closed her eyes slightly, leaned her head against my right shoulder, and didn’t say anything.I took out the key from her handbag, fumbled to open the door, helped her into the bedroom

, took off her suit, put her on the bed, and took off her white high heels.After vomiting, her face was a little pale, and I called out, "Sister." There was no response, and probably had fallen asleep.
However, when she vomited, she wet a large area of ??the front of her shirt, and there was a lot of dirt on her skirt. It would be impossible not to change her clothes, but looking at her like that, she couldn’t wake up for the time being.It is impossible for me to change it for her, if she wakes up and finds that it is me who changed her clothes for her, the consequences will be unimaginable.Suddenly I wondered, will there be a nanny in this house?So I went around the other rooms, but no one was there.I returned to the bedroom and saw her pajamas on the chair beside the bed. I looked at her wet shirt and didn’t know what to do.Suddenly I remembered that I was drunk. Many times I woke up and couldn’t remember the situation after I was drunk. Seeing her sleeping so hard, she probably felt that she had changed her clothes by herself when she woke up.That’s the only way.Her silk shirt was very thin, and a large area on the front was wet, pressing against the bra and the skin on her abdomen. The wet shirt became transparent, and the outline of the bra and the skin tone on her abdomen were clearly revealed.I gently unbuttoned the buttons of her shirt, and as the buttons were unbuttoned one by one, she wore a bra and her high breasts and round and delicate belly buttons appeared in front of her.I pulled the hem of my shirt out of the skirt, then gently pushed her body to lie on her side, gently took out her left arm from the sleeve, and pulled down the back of her short skirt, then pulled her back to lie flat, gently lifted her waist and hips with her right hand, slowly pulled the short skirt to her calf, then picked up her feet, and removed the short skirt.I turned her to lie on my side, completely took off her shirt from my right arm, and finally gently pushed her back to the lying position.
At this moment, in front of me, she had only a white bust left on her upper body covering 2/3 of her lower breasts. The upper part of her breasts exposed outside the bust was like cream or white jade, shining with a holy light under the soft light.Slim waist, flat belly.The lower body is wrapped in waist-length white transparent stockings. Inside the stockings is a pair of underwear that wraps the slightly raised vagina. Through the stockings, several curved hairs reveal the edges of the underwear.Below are round legs, and small toes are neatly placed in stockings……
With beauty in front of me, I think I can’t be a saint who is still in a mess. My heart is like a deer, and my lower body is erect again. I really want to untie her bust, stroke her breasts with my hands, kiss her lips, peel off her stockings and panties, and enter her body.??But, I also know that there are many things in the world that you can only appreciate, not act rashly.It is a great blessing for you to appreciate it.
She was still sleeping heavily, so I took the pajamas beside the bed and carefully changed them to her again.And cover her with a blanket.I picked up her dirty clothes and put them on the chair beside the bed.Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly heard her snorting from the depths of her throat and turning, her body curled into a ball, and her brows were furrowed.Maybe the rest of the wine is exerting strength again.When you get drunk and vomit, it often makes you very hard, especially when you drink too much foreign wine.I remembered that whenever I got drunk, my mother would make me a bowl of pepper and egg soup, and after I ate it, it would improve quickly.
So, I came to the kitchen, it was so good!There is actually pepper!I found an empty bottle, crushed the pepper, took out two eggs from the refrigerator, and made it into the air stove.After a while, the kitchen was filled with the aroma of pepper and eggs.A bowl of fragrant pepper and egg soup was ready, and I held it to the bedroom.Finally, she woke her up and sat up, still sleepy.She looked around and said, "Hey? I’m home?" I said, "Yes, after dinner tonight, the director and others still have work to do, and I sent you back. I saw that you were not feeling well, so I took you to the bedroom to lie down." She pondered for a moment, as if she had remembered something, and said, "I know you sent me back. It seems that I was drunk and vomiting." I said, "You are not drunk, but you may have drunk a little too much, and I was a little motion sicker when I came back, so it’s normal to vomit." She was a little confused, lowered her head as if she wanted to remember something. She saw her pajamas, suddenly said, "After I came back, was it the clothes I changed by myself?" Fortunately, I was prepared, so I said without saying a word: "Yes, after I helped you into the bedroom, I saw that all the food you ate was spitting out, and my stomach must be very empty. I saw that there was pepper in the kitchen and eggs in the refrigerator. I heard that it was best to drink some pepper and egg soup after drinking, so I made a bowl for you. After coming in, I found that you had changed your clothes." She raised her head and looked at me. Maybe she saw my sincere appearance, or maybe she believed that she was not too confused, and her eyes gradually disappeared.I handed the soup in my hand to her, and she took it with gratitude in her eyes and said, "Please let me have the nerve to let you cook for me all night." She was really hungry and started to eat it one by one, and while eating, she said that her husband came back from drunkenness, she also made this soup for him, which was very effective, but she had never really drunk it except to try it, and she could not have thought it was so delicious.I was also very happy to see her eating in big mouthfuls.
After a while, she finished the whole bowl of soup and her face turned red.
At this time, the phone rang by the bed and she picked it up.The room was very quiet, and I could hear the sound on the phone clearly. It was his husband who called back. He was already drunk and said that he would not come back tonight. He asked her to turn on the computer and send a document to someone urgently.When she heard her husband say she would not come back, a look of dissatisfaction flashed across her face, but she quickly returned to peace. She might have been used to this situation.She muttered, "What’s the matter so urgent? Can’t you send it again when you go back to work tomorrow?" She turned on the computer in the bedroom.
The computer is running very slowly, almost as if the Pentium 100 computer is running WIN98, but looking at the body, it is quite new.I asked her what the computer configuration was, and she said she didn’t know much about the computer, she only knew it was a Pentium 4, and it only took half a year to buy it.I’m not right, how could the Pentium 4 computer be so slow?She said it was not so slow, but it gradually became slower and slower. I don’t know if I bought fakes.After a while, the document was finally sent out.I said to her, "This situation in the computer may be a software problem, and it is generally not a computer problem. Can you let me take a look?" She said, "Okay, I just think it’s so slow. I even discussed with my husband to find time to ask the computer dealer to take it back for repair, but he always drags it again and again." I took the mouse and checked the C drive, good guy!There is only more than 30M left in 10G space, so it would be strange if you don’t slow down.I explained the situation to her and said that the problem can be solved by moving some files to another disk.She asked me if it was easy to solve it?I said nothing, it only takes half an hour.She looked at the watch and said, "That’s so thank you, please help me fix it." So I began to select content from the C drive that I could move to other drives.She looked beside her for a while and said to me, "No hurry, you can repair it slowly, I’ll take a shower first, it’s very dirty and uncomfortable." After selecting all the documents, the documents began to move.I have nothing to do for the moment.
I looked at the QQ penguin on the screen and suddenly remembered that I was busy setting up a banquet today. I had never contacted "Xiaoyu" all day. I wonder if she remembered me?So I went online and opened QQ. I immediately heard the sound of "bee bee bee bee bee bee bee bee bee bee bee bee bee bee bee bee bee bee bee bee bee bee bee bee bee bee, and I left a message: "Where did you go today? I can’t see you all day, so I won’t have to worry about anything! I’m going to attend a cocktail party after get off work today. I may not be home until after 8 o’clock. I hope I can see you online then." After reading the message, I couldn’t help but feel warm. It’s all my fault. Just steal the time to go online in the afternoon.I read the table below and it was already past nine o’clock, but "Xiaoyu" was not online. Maybe after I went home, I saw that I was not here yet.I felt a little guilty and typed it casually to reply "Xiaoyu".
At this time, the lady came in after taking a shower. She changed into a pink silk pajama with dark patterns. A strap was tied with a thin waist, and her chest was raised high, making her look even more graceful. Her hair had disbanded and shedded like a waterfall, and her whole body exuded a charming fragrance after the bath.While combing her hair with a comb, she said to me, "The machine is not a big deal, right?" I said that the computer is automatically moving the files, and it’s almost done. I went online to reply to a netizen’s message.She laughed and said, "The netizen is a woman, have you ever met? Is she beautiful?" While saying that, she walked up curiously and looked at the computer screen.I replied while typing, "I have never met her, but I think she should be pretty good." Suddenly, I felt something strange, and I couldn’t help but look up and look at her. She opened her eyes wide, looked at the screen with her mouth wide open, and looked surprised, and her hands combed her hair stopped.I was shocked. Didn’t something go wrong?She looked at me, looked at the screen, looked at me again, then stretched out her hand to point at the avatar of "Xiaoyu" on the screen and said excitedly: "You are the "e-fish in the net"?! I am "Xiaoyu"!"? Suddenly, my mind was blank with a "boom" sound. I stood up, I looked at her, and she also looked at me, and the person I was thinking about day and night was suddenly in front of me!There was a moment when I thought I was dreaming.
When I came back to my senses and confirmed that this was true, my heart was like anger surging, and like a galloping horse. I couldn’t help but stretch out my arms and hugged her tightly in my arms……The whole world no longer exists, as if only the two of us were left.
She wrapped her arms around my waist and her chin against my shoulders.Our faces

, our bodies are tightly pressed together, and our hearts are also beating quickly "bang" with each other……
It took us a long time to calm down.I hugged her and sat on the bed next to me.She snuggled in my arms, her head resting on my arms, her face still had a blush after excitement, and she was extremely shy.We all recalled the scenes we first met online and the interesting things that happened during QQ chat.
Her eyes dimmed when it came to her husband.She said that her husband was not bad to her in the first few years of marriage, but after he moved to the place, he gradually changed. He often didn’t go home for dinner, and after he came back, he rarely had a good conversation between the couple.
At first, she thought that her husband had just been transferred to the place, maybe because he was too busy with work, but later, her husband often didn’t go home all night. Sometimes even when he came back late at night, he had a strange smell of perfume on his body.The two of them quarreled several times about this, but each time, the husband had many reasons to refuse.She asked me, "Are you men all like this? You live a better life and start doing things wrong." This is an embarrassing question to me. This is really the case in today’s society, but I can’t say "yes" to her!I said, "Maybe the director is really busy with work. If you understand him more, things may be better." In order to escape this embarrassment, I changed the topic: "Hey, don’t you say you have a son? Why don’t you see him at home?" Speaking of her son, her eyebrows stretched out. She said that her son is over 7 years old and is about to enter the second grade, because she has just been renovated here and has not had time to transfer him to a nearby school, and is temporarily taken by her newly retired mother-in-law in her old residence.She said that her son was very naughty and bloomed all the sofas in his former residence with a knife; the walls were covered with colored pens and airplane cannons; she always did homework while playing with toys; she kept staring at the TV when eating; she took a villain’s book into the toilet and didn’t tell him to come out for half an hour; but sometimes he was very sensible. When his mother was unhappy, he would put a glass of boiling water and ask her to take medicine; last year on her mother’s birthday, her son gave her a painting of a villa with a garden, which read: "Give it to mom, happy birthday!" At this point, her eyes turned red, and a drop of crystal tears slid down her cheeks from the corners of her eyes.
After hearing her words, my throat seemed to be filled with a ball of cotton, and I couldn’t speak, so I could only gently wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes with my hands.She continued to talk, and she said that when she felt most confused and helpless, she met me online. Every time she talked on QQ, she felt much more relaxed. Gradually, whenever she was happy or unhappy, she liked to talk to me online.Finally, she hugged me gently and said quietly, "Many times when chatting with you, I would like to tell you that I really want to see you." Her hair and body exuded the intoxicating fragrance of her daughter, and her eyes were like a pool of fog shrouded in my heart.I looked at her softly, and she also looked at me.I reached out and gently stroked her cheeks and ears with my whole palm, and slowly combed the hair on her temples with my fingers.She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes shaking gently.I lowered my head and gently kissed her smooth forehead, curved eyebrows, tender eyelids, and a small and straight nose with my lips.She opened her mouth slightly, and I kissed her from the left side of her upper lip to the right side of her upper lip little by little, and then from the right side of her lower lip to the left side of her lower lip little by little.Her lips were very soft, and I couldn’t help but kiss her lips deeply and touched her teeth with the tip of my tongue.My tongue was entangled in her mouth and her small and soft tongue, sucking each other affectionately.The breath she exhaled was squirting onto my face.My hands also wandered between her shoulders, back, chest and abdomen through the thin silk pajamas, and slowly moved upwards, holding her full breasts with her entire palm, rubbing them gently with her palms and fingertips. Through the bra cup, my hands still felt the firmness, softness and elasticity of her breasts.Leaving her mouth, my hot lips slid along her chin to her neck, her head tilted back, and my lips wandered between her neck.
My hands left her chest and gently stroked her flat belly.As my hands were getting further and further down to reach the bulging mons pubis, her legs unconsciously gathered together, probably for the first time she had such an intimate contact with a man other than her husband, and she had not completely let go.So, my hand slid to the side and stroked her thighs more gently.
My lips also kissed behind her ears. The temperature of the skin behind her ears was slightly higher than that of her neck just now. I kissed her up and down along the back of her ears, and lightly bit her earlobe with my teeth. The heat exhaled from my mouth slowly entered her ear canal.She breathed faster, opened her mouth, sighing softly, exhaling like orchids.Her legs spread open unconsciously. I lifted up the hem of her pajamas, swiped lightly on the inside of her thighs with my fingers, and slowly moved upwards, finally touching the edge of my panties.I first swam along the side of my underwear with my fingertips, and then gently dragged her pubic hair and labia through her pubic hair and labia through her fingertips. Finally, my entire palm covered the entire vagina, and a depressing "moan" came from the depths of her throat. The gentle heat from her private parts came from my palm, and my middle finger felt that the underwear at the vaginal opening was slightly wet.I unbuttoned the straps of her pajamas on her waist and turned her pajamas upwards. She probably had a premonition that what was going to happen. She obediently raised her hand and asked me to take off her pajamas over her head.She buried her face in front of my chest and didn’t dare to look at me.While I stroked her back with my hands, I gently placed her on the bed.
At this moment, her body, which was only wearing a bra and underwear, was once again presented to me.Her hair was scattered on the pillow, under the light, her watery eyes were particularly charming, and her charming chest fell with her breathing.I took off my clothes and only had a pair of underwear left. My erect penis pushed up my underwear high.I lay beside her, and my right hand passed under her body, hugging her into my arms.Our naked bodies are close to each other.Her body is warm and soft, soft and boneless.I kissed her lips and unbuttoned the bra in front of her with my left hand. Her breasts broke free from the bra’s restraint and bounced out "bruptly" and pressed against my chest.My lips moved from her cheeks, through her neck, up and down her cleavage, rubbing her nose and chin against her breasts respectively.Her nipples stood up due to congestion, like two rubies inlaid between the white and plump breasts. The pink areola around the nipples had some millet-like protrusions.I held one of her breasts with one hand, rubbed her nipples with my palms, and rubbed her breasts around her fingertips from the outside to the inside.The tip of my tongue circled around the areola of her breasts on the other side, and occasionally stirred her nipples. As my tongue beat, her nipples became stronger and stronger.Her breathing became rapid again, and the breath from her mouth and nose became heavy.My hands left her breasts and entered the underwear from the upper edge of her underwear. Her pubic hair was very soft, and there was a soybean-sized soft tissue in the middle of the pubic hair. I knew it was very sensitive and dared not touch it easily with my thick fingers, so I could only gently care with my palm.My fingers touched the warm labia. They were very soft and tender, so I could only tick it very lightly.The lower part of the labia is close to the vaginal opening and becomes slippery. The fingertips of my middle finger have easily fallen into the mouth of the vagina without any force. My fingers are in and out in the warm and slippery mouth of the vagina.
On it, I occasionally clamped her nipples with two lips and swiped lightly with the tip of my tongue, and then put her entire areola and nipples into my mouth and sucked greedily.Her body began to twist, her breathing became more rapid, and she let out a soft moan.I pulled my right hand out from under her and sat up.Her thin flesh-colored silk underwear, a large piece of her wet near the vaginal opening, became transparent and stuck to her body.I took off her panties and lay between her feet. My lips kissed from the inside of my ankles, passed through the inner side of my calf, knees, and thighs, and came to the base of my thighs inch by inch. My face was only one inch away from her vagina.On the raised mons pubic pubic, the dense pubic hair is soft and black. The two labia majora are slightly separated, revealing the pink labia minora. From the wet vaginal mouth, the love juice flowing out is slowly extending to the perineum below.Where the upper part of the labia meets, the soybean-sized clitoris breaks through the heavy encirclement of the wrinkled wall and stands proudly.I stuck out my tongue, and the tip of my tongue directly pressed against my proud clitoris. Suddenly

, she was shocked all over and couldn’t help but scream "ah".The tip of my tongue circled around the base of my clitoris, sometimes making quick provocations, sometimes holding the clitoris with my lips, sucking like a breastfeeding child.The most sensitive part of her body was strongly stimulated, her whole body became tense, her eyes were closed, her head was tilted back with her hands, her chest was arched upward, and her legs were also bent nervously.After a while, my tongue moved down and wandered on her labia and labia of primary and secondary. Sometimes my tongue was licked on a large area. The labia minora turned purple-red due to congestion and swollen. Part of the love juice flowing from the vaginal opening dripped downward along the perineum on the bed sheet, and partly my tongue was carried to it. Her entire vagina was wet.My face was close to her vagina and gently touched the clitoris with the tip of my nose. I tense the muscles of my tongue, inserted my tongue into her vagina in a cylindrical shape, and went in and out of the vagina. At the same time, the tip of my tongue was teasing the wrinkles on the vagina wall from left to right up and down.She was extremely excited, her body twisted violently, her hips swayed from side to side, and her mouth kept moaning.Finally, she couldn’t bear it anymore, and grabbed my shoulders with both hands and pulled them up.
I was also like an arrow in the string. I took off my underwear, leaned on it, supported my body with my right hand, held my already angry penis with my left hand, and pressed my enlarged glans against the vaginal opening. She held her breath, and my buttocks were pushed forward, and the entire penis entered her body, and the glans reached her flower center!The unbearable emptiness was finally filled with fullness, and she let out a long moan "ah?"She was warm and slippery inside, and my penis was wrapped in airtightly by the vaginal wall.In order to let her fully experience the feeling of fulfillment, I paused for a moment before starting to move. I slowly exited to the vaginal opening and then entered quickly. The frequency gradually increased and the strength gradually increased. My pubic bone quickly hit her mons pubic, making a "slap" sound.
She closed her eyes and shouted "Oh my god?" in her mouth. Her hands were facing my waist, and her breasts kept trembling as I quickly went in and out.Suddenly, her whole body became spasm, her hands tightly hugged me, the vagina that wrapped my penis contracted, and a stream of burning liquid poured on my glans… She reached orgasm.I almost almost threw away my armor. I immediately put my sword on my face and my glans pressed against her flower heart.I leaned down and pressed against her body, kissed her mouth with my lips, and I stuck out my tongue, and she hugged my neck tightly, sucking my tongue hard into her mouth.Slowly, her vagina stopped contracting and her body softened. While kissing her, I stroked her enlarged breasts with my hands, and my lower body began to move again.After her ejaculation just now, the vagina became warmer and smoother. I went in and out gently, experiencing the comfort that made me intoxicated.Then I stepped out to the vaginal opening, and the glans rubbed lightly at the vaginal opening, one, two,…..When I counted to nine, she was itchy and I suddenly entered deeply, and she couldn’t help but say "ah".In the depths, I stayed for a while and returned to the vaginal opening, eight shallow and one deep, seven shallow and one deep……
She also became tacit, and whenever I was about to go deeper, she held her breath and raised her hips to meet my sprint.After a few rounds and turns, she began to get excited again, and the cervix deep in her vagina began to harden again.I was deep in her and no longer quit. My penis moved around in her body, and my glans massaged her flower heart in circles.I put my hands under her buttocks, rubbing her buttocks hard, while massaging the slippery perineum with my middle finger.She happily enjoyed the fullness of her body.I stopped grinding, rode my horse and started a fast and deep sprint, and the "slap" sound of our bodies hitting each other again in the room.Her mood became more and more intense, her hair swayed left and right as her head swayed, screaming affectionately, and her body twisted like a snake.My pace is getting faster and faster, my penis is getting harder and harder, and my glans is getting hotter and hotter. Finally, her hands are holding me tightly, and her body arches again. As the vaginal muscles contract, the uterus is spurted out again. My glans is numb, accompanied by huge pleasure, a hot thick semen squirts out, pouring on her flower heart one by one……
Now, almost two years have passed.Because of my classmate’s affairs and her husband, we have not met again since that night, and can only express our feelings online.Not long after, she and her son arrived in the United States and were busy with work and couldn’t use the Internet frequently.Occasionally, we also contacted the Internet, but I know that the past online feelings and the lingering night could only exist deeply in my memory.