Playing mahjong with married women (adult novel about married women)

Today is Friday. Matthew had a quick lunch and started doing housework at home. At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the phone rang, "Hello, is this Mrs. Matthew? This is Mrs. Lin. Are you free to play cards this afternoon? We are short one person." "Oh, hello, Mrs. Lin. It should be fine. I'll be at your house in fifteen minutes." Mrs. Ma hurriedly packed up her things and went out. On the way, I told myself, "Today I must win back the 5,000 yuan I lost yesterday."

When we entered Mrs. Lin’s house, the mahjong table was already ready. The old opponents have taken their seats in order. Old Chen, 61 years old, just retired, with dark skin and thin body, used to be a construction worker. My wife passed away 2 years ago and I live alone now. Mr. Li, 62, has also retired. He weighed 190 pounds, was bald, and had a rosacea that was so ugly. Lao Li has a wife in her 50s in the countryside, but Lao Li thinks she is too unsophisticated and cannot be used in public. Mrs. Lin is two years older than Mrs. Ma, and is 37 years old this year. She is a village housewife with short curly hair, a slightly plump figure, but her skin is quite fair and tender. Mr. Lin is a seaman and sometimes he goes out to sea for a month or half. Apart from playing mahjong, Lin Tai usually does beauty treatments. She dresses up all day long, but I don't know where the money comes from. Mrs. Ma and Mrs. Lin were both called the two beauties of the village by the lustful men in the village. One was tall and slim, and the other had a sophisticated appearance. One is petite and exquisite.

The game started. Matthew had good luck today and won more than two thousand after four rounds. After four laps, everyone re-selected their positions and started a new competition. Matthew thought that if he could win another three thousand, he could go home. I don’t know if God was playing a trick on me, but the situation reversed in these four rounds. I lost all the two thousand yuan I won and lost another two thousand yuan. It was the last of the four rounds, and Matthew had all the cards, called six-nine-tube. My heart was beating fast and my palms were sweating. I thought that since I had won this hand by myself, it was a tie today. When it was Matthew's turn to draw the cards, a feeling of anxiety and fear rushed into his mind. What he touched was a tube. Matthew was ecstatic, his heart beat faster. He turned his hand over and saw that it was a tube. I was disappointed and didn't think much about it, so I threw it away. "Hu Le" Lao Chen's voice. Matthew has not yet recovered from the excitement of drawing the cards just now. After looking at Lao Chen’s cards, I felt like I got an electric shock on the back of my head: Thirteen Yao. The game was over and the chips were counted. Mrs. Ma lost a total of two thousand seven, Mrs. Lin lost more than one thousand, Lao Li tied, and Lao Chen won more than three thousand. Matthew took out her wallet from her handbag. She knew there was only more than a thousand yuan in the wallet. I originally wanted to do everything I could today to win back the five thousand dollars I lost previously. Mrs. Ma put one thousand yuan on the mahjong table, "Hey, I didn't bring that much cash today. So, Lao Chen, you take it first, we'll write an IOU and pay you back together." Lao Chen took the money from Mrs. Lin, frowned and took out the three thousand yuan IOU that Mrs. Ma had written before from his wallet, "I say, Mrs. Ma, we are friends, and brothers should settle accounts clearly. It's not a good idea to owe more and more money. How about you talk to your husband and pay me back the money you owe first, what do you think?" Mrs. Ma felt a chill on her forehead and thought, "My husband has always been against her playing cards, and he doesn't like her being with Mrs. Lin the most. He says she is not doing her duty. If he finds out, they will have a quarrel, and my husband is also very annoyed about business matters recently." Mrs. Ma was thinking, Lao Chen reminded her, "How about I talk to your husband." Mrs. Ma stood up and took Mrs. Lin's hand into the room. "Mrs. Lin, could you lend me 4,500 first? I'll pay you back next month?" "Mrs. Ma, it's not that I don't want to help you, but I'm also financially tight. How about you talk to other relatives and friends?" Mrs. Ma bit her lip as she pondered the list of relatives and friends. As she was thinking, suddenly a sly smile appeared on Mrs. Lin's face, "I got it!" Mrs. Ma couldn't wait to ask, "What method is there? Tell me quickly." Mrs. Lin's face showed a hint of mystery, "I'll have to inconvenience you a bit." Mrs. Ma asked, "Tell me quickly." Lao Chen has been telling me that he likes you very much. Otherwise, I will talk to him, and if you get along with him, the money you owe him will be settled in one transaction. "Mrs. Ma responded instinctively," How can that be? I'm a married woman, and I'm Xiaogang's mother." Mrs. Lin responded," What era is it now? What's the point of a chastity arch? Let me tell you a secret. Lao Chen, Lao Li and I are all good at it. My husband often goes out to sea, and I also have needs sometimes. My husband bought me a massager, but it became boring after I used it too much. Lao Chen and Lao Li are also normal men with normal men's needs. When doing that with me, he was very enthusiastic and attentive. She even licked me down there. My husband doesn’t provide such service. Once, they were really bad and made an appointment to have sex with me. I was a little uncomfortable at first. But later I got used to it, and it was the most enjoyable experience in my life. I climaxed seven or eight times. "Mrs. Lin was still talking excitedly. Mrs. Ma was having a fierce ideological struggle." No wonder my husband didn't want me to get too close to Mrs. Lin. Now a big mistake has been made. Zheng Hui, are you doing justice to Jianxiong by doing this? "But after listening to Mrs. Lin's vivid description, her vulva responded and secreted love fluid. She instinctively tightened her legs and thought, "Isn't it just spreading my legs and giving people some pressure? Half an hour later." All the worries will be gone, and I will just stop meeting Lao Chen. "Mrs. Lin spoke again." She is not a virgin. Nowadays, girls in high-end nightclubs only charge two thousand for one sex. Pretty girls in their twenties are prettier than us. You charge more than 4,000, which is twice as much as they do. alright! Don’t say any more. Maybe Lao Chen hasn’t done it yet? I'll go ask him first. "After saying that, she walked out of the room. Mrs. Ma was still in deep thought, biting her lip. Soon the door opened and Mrs. Lin walked in with a smile on her face," I'll take action and it will be done. Lao Chen said he would cover all the more than 7,000 yuan you lost. Look how good he is to you. This is the price for playing with a little star. He said you have to go home and cook today, and you can go to his house at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon to play slowly, and he will definitely let you go home before five o'clock. To be honest with you, Lao Chen's stuff is really powerful. You will be addicted after trying it once. "As she said this, she took Mrs. Ma out of the room hand in hand. Mrs. Ma lowered her head and bit her lower lip as she followed Mrs. Lin into the hall, just like a girl meeting a boy for the first time in traditional society, and Mrs. Lin became the matchmaker. Old Chen and Old Li were sitting on the chairs smiling with ill intent. The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and Mrs. Lin broke the silence with a smile on her face. "Okay, let's leave it at that today. Mrs. Ma will be at your place at three o'clock tomorrow." Old Chen, you have to treat Matthew well. "She's just like a nightclub mom," he said, holding Matthew's hand and sending her out.

Mrs. Lin twisted her hips and returned to the living room, where Lao Chen and Lao Li were smoking. : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Old Li stood up, touched Mrs. Lin's hair, and half-pushed and half-pulled Mrs. Lin to sit on the chair. Old Li unzipped his trousers, took out his hard cock with his left hand and moved it towards Mrs. Lin's mouth, and pressed Mrs. Lin's head down with his right hand. Mrs. Lin pouted and shook her head in an attempt to get rid of Old Li's right hand. Encountering resistance, Lao Li increased the strength of his right hand. Mrs. Lin's lips touched Lao Li's glans, which still smelled of urine. She reluctantly opened her mouth and took in Lao Li's penis. Old Li raised his head to the sky and took a deep breath, making a sound of "Hmm! Hmm!" in enjoyment. Both hands pressed Mrs. Lin's head at the same time, pressing up and down rhythmically. At this moment, Mrs. Lin closed her eyes and seemed to be enjoying sucking Lao Li's penis, with "Hmm! Hmm!" sounds coming out of her mouth. Old Chen swallowed his saliva as he watched the live sex show in front of him, and his penis began to get hard. At this time, Lao Li suddenly pulled up Mrs. Lin and pushed her towards the mahjong table. Mrs. Lin crawled on the mahjong table, half-closed her eyes and lowered her head, ready to accept the enemy's torture. Old Li, with his fully erect penis, lifted Mrs. Lin's skirt and pulled off her panties. Mrs. Lin's panties slowly fell down her thighs. Mrs. Lin gently lifted her right foot, and her panties hung on her left foot. Old Li moved his legs forward and squeezed between Mrs. Lin's legs. Mrs. Lin instinctively spread her legs a little. Old Li held the base of his penis with his right hand and aimed it at Mrs. Lin's labia majora and minora. When the glans touched the labia, Mrs. Ma's whole body shook.

Lao Lin held the little brother who was holding his head high and chest out with bulging veins, rubbed the glans up and down on the vagina for a few times, and then thrust his hips out desperately. At this time, Mrs. Lin also suddenly raised her head, let out a cry, and accepted the sudden attack from Lao Lin. Lao Li began the piston motion back and forth. Mrs. Lin supported her body with her elbows, lowered her head and bit her lower lip, her body also swinging back and forth with Lao Li's rhythm. With each entry by Lao Li, Mrs. Lin made a "hmm" sound through her nose and the muscles in her eyes contracted. It was hard to tell whether she was enjoying it or in pain. At this moment, Lao Chen stood up and pulled Mrs. Lin's tight T-shirt and bra over her head and took them off. Mrs. Lin moved her elbows to cooperate, and at the same time had to follow Lao Li's movements. Old Chen reached out from the side and touched Mrs. Lin's swinging 36-inch breasts, and his fingertips teased Mrs. Lin's nipples. Mrs. Lin tilted her head back and swayed her shoulders left and right to avoid Old Chen's teasing. At this moment, Lao Chen also took off his pants to reveal his proud 9-inch cock. He pulled Mrs. Lin's shoulders with both hands and moved to the right to get rid of the obstruction of the mahjong table. Lao Li and Lin Tai moved their bodies to the right in unison, but the thrusting movement continued. Lao Chen put his cock close to Mrs. Lin's mouth. Mrs. Lin held Lao Chen's cock with her right hand, opened her mouth and took in Lao Chen's glans. At this time, Mrs. Lin bent over and used her lower mouth to resist the impact of Lao Li, and her upper mouth to resist the attack of Lao Chen. Her throat couldn't help but let out a "hmm" moaning sound. Perhaps stimulated by the visual of Mrs. Lin giving Lao Chen a blowjob, Lao Li held Mrs. Lin's fat white buttocks with both hands and accelerated the piston movement. Suddenly, Lao Li roared and desperately swung Lin Tai back and forth. Lin Tai realized that Lao Lin was about to launch the final cruise missile, and spit out the dick in her mouth, but still held Lao Chen's dick tightly with her right hand to support her body balance. She tilted her head back and swung it up and down, her nostrils expanded to vigorously absorb the surrounding air, and her mouth opened wide and she loudly let out "ah ah" to encourage Lao Li's attack. Old Li tensed his leg muscles, and the sperm in his testicles rushed out of the urethra like a bullet and shot into Mrs. Lin's uterus. Mrs. Lin felt the sticky sperm ejaculating into her, and at the same time her uterus contracted and she reached orgasm. Old Li waited until the contraction of Prince Lin's uterus squeezed the last drop of sperm out of the muzzle, and then slowly pulled out his cock covered with love juice. Old Li slumped in his chair, catching his breath. After Mrs. Lin came to her senses, she squatted down and put Lao Chen's dick into her mouth again, sucking it, and Lao Li's sperm slowly dripped out of her vagina. Old Chen stroked Mrs. Lin's curly hair with his right hand and said, "How was Mr. Li today? Did you have an orgasm?" Mrs. Lin nodded and responded with a satisfied smile. "Mrs. Lin, I think we should call it a day. I can't bear to part with your blowjob, but I have to save some for tomorrow's Mrs. Ma." Mrs. Lin pretended to be angry and spit out Lao Chen's dick, and said fiercely, "You men are all bastards. Every one of you is fickle. From now on, don't even think about fucking me!" After saying that, she went to the bathroom to take a shower, but a wicked smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She thought, "Ma Jianxiong, you have come to this day. How dare you not even glance at me? Just wait and see how your wife will be played with tomorrow!"

Matthew left Mrs. Lin's house and was walking home. His mind was blank, and two images kept appearing in his mind. Old Chen thrust his cock in and out of her hole; her husband cursed himself harshly for having such an affair with someone like Mrs. Lin, and even said he wanted a divorce. No, I can't get a divorce. Matthew told himself. After returning home, I cooked a few dishes and had dinner with Xiaogang. Xiaogang felt that his mother was a little absent-minded today, and asked, "Mom, are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Mom is fine." Ma Tai avoided Xiaogang's gaze. After dinner, Xiaogang went back to his room to do his homework for the college entrance examination. Matthew watched TV for a while and then the phone rang. A familiar voice came from the microphone, it was Jianxiong. "Xiaohui, I don't know if it's because of the bad luck recently. The customer in Guangzhou said that the quality of the goods we just delivered had problems and refused to pay. I am still in Guangzhou and I am discussing with them how to solve the problem. I may not be back in the next two days. Oh." Mrs. Ma originally wanted to tell her husband about what happened today, but before she could say anything, she heard the news from Jianxiong. She swallowed the words she was about to say, "Then you better be careful." Jianxiong had already hung up. Matthew still held the microphone in his hand and gritted his teeth. "I can't cause any more trouble for Jianxiong." Matthew tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, thinking about how to deal with tomorrow. I fell into a drowsy sleep and saw Lao Chen and Lao Li fucking Mrs. Lin, one in front and one behind. Mrs. Lin was kneeling on the ground, sucking Lao Li's cock and seemed to be enjoying it very much, while Lao Chen was pushing a cart from the back. Suddenly, Lao Chen and Lao Li turned around and looked at him, with knowing, lewd smiles on their faces.

It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon. Matthew walked to the door of Lao Chen's house with heavy steps, raised his trembling hand and rang the doorbell. The person who opened the door was Lao Chen, with no clothes on his upper body, and only shorts and slippers on his lower body. The construction workers' dark skin was extremely rough from the sun and rain. "Matthew, you are so punctual. Come in." Matthew dragged his disobedient legs into Lao Chen's execution ground like a prisoner going to the execution ground to be executed. Old Chen smiled and said, "Matthew, you look a little haggard. Did you not sleep well last night?" Old Chen's smile was exactly the same as the one Matthew saw in his dream yesterday. "But Matthew, you are still as feminine and beautiful as before." As he said this, he touched Matthew's hair with his right hand. Matthew escaped. "Come, sit down." Lao Chen lives in a bachelor unit. The 300-foot (30-square-meter) room only has a big bed, a TV and a dining table. The kitchen and toilet are connected. Old Chen asked Ma to sit at the head of the bed and said, "Madam Ma, don't mind that the place is too small. Come, watch TV. I'll pour you some tea." Then he pressed the remote control and went to the kitchen. There was a moaning sound coming from the TV, and on the screen a blonde girl wearing black stockings, garters and high heels was sitting on a black man's thighs with her legs spread apart and having sex. As he was watching, Lao Chen appeared next to Matthew with a cup of tea. When Matthew took the tea, he noticed that Lao Chen's crotch seemed to be bulging like a small tent. Matthew looked away and looked out the window, saying, "Old Chen, you are such a rascal. Why are you watching this kind of TV? Well, a bachelor also has needs. If not, watch porn and masturbate. How can I live like this?" As he said that, his hand reached out again and stroked Matthew's hair back and forth from the top of his head. Matthew dodged uncomfortably at first, but later he let Lao Chen touch him. Old Chen seemed to be encouraged and he went further and further to put his thick black lips close to Matthew's mouth. As soon as their lips touched, Matthew immediately twisted his body to avoid it. She lowered her head and said, "Old Chen, we have to clarify a few conditions in advance. One, you tear up all the IOUs first. Two, write me an IOU to offset the money I lost to Mrs. Lin and Old Li. Three, there can't be a next time after this. Four, I can't kiss you. Five, I must go home before five o'clock." Old Chen replied, "I'll do whatever you say, but I also have two conditions. One, in order to leave good memories, you have to put on some heavy makeup. Two, you have to wear the clothes I provide." After that, he took out a pair of pointed-toe, stiletto-heeled, suede high heels from the bedside table. A cosmetic case and a plastic bag. Matthew looked at the pair of high heels and saw that they were five inches high. When I opened the makeup box, I saw all Japanese Shu Uemura cosmetics, including blush brushes and eyeliner brushes. Opening the plastic bag, I found a long white pearl necklace that reached my chest, a pair of black thigh-length stockings, a black garter belt, a thong, a pair of black bras that could only support my breasts, and a black transparent waist-length nightgown. All the accessories are almost exactly the same as those worn by the blonde on TV. Matthew threw the clothes onto the bed and said to Lao Chen: "You're a pervert!" He turned around and ran towards the door. "Wait!" Lao Chen spoke, and Mrs. Ma stood at the door as if fixed in front of a mirror, "Mrs. Ma, you don't want to drink French wine when I toast you. Let me tell you, either you pay me back 5,700 yuan, or you put on these things honestly. As soon as you step out of this door, I will call your husband and ask him to pay you back. You think you are a star, I will fuck you for more than 7,000 yuan." Mrs. Ma thought about it and lowered her head. He turned around, walked to the bed, picked up all his things, and went into the bathroom. He closed the lid of the squat toilet and sat on it. Her mind was blank, but her hands began to unbutton her shirt. After taking off the shirt, she placed it on her knees. Her right hand skillfully opened the buttons of her bra at the back, and a pair of 34-inch breasts fell down, swaying in the air. I took off my shoes and put them by the door. Stand up and hang up your bra and shirt. Take off your jeans and underwear and hang them behind the door. Pick up a pair of stockings and place your right foot on the toilet seat. He used both hands to pull the stockings back and forth to the bottom and put them on his feet, then slowly pulled them upwards. While putting on the stockings, Matthew felt the softness of the stockings and knew that they must be top-quality goods. I thought to myself that Old Chen was really willing to do that. As he bent over, his long hair fell in front of his eyes. Matthew used his right hand to tuck the loose hair behind his right ear and straightened the stockings on his right thigh. The movements are smooth and graceful, exuding a charming feminine charm. Matthew changed his feet and put on the stockings on his left leg. Buckle the garter belt at the front of the waist and then turn it to the back of the waist, and use the four buckles at the front and back to pin the stockings. Leaning forward to put on the thong, the thong's string got stuck in the gap between the vulva and the anus. Matthew swung his knees back and forth on the spot to adjust the thong's string. During the process, the string rubbed and stimulated the vulva and the anus. Matthew folded her right hand behind her back and skillfully fastened her bra behind her back, then put on her pearl necklace and nightgown. She inserted her right index finger behind her neck and swung her head and hand to the right, letting her long hair follow the swing and escape from her robe. The movements are beautiful and moving. She opened her makeup box, put on blue eye shadow, applied red rouge, twisted out some bright red lipstick and carefully applied it around her lips. Matthew leaned his head a little closer to the mirror and pursed his lips, which had just been painted with lipstick. With the large rouge brush in her right hand, she repeated the process twice on both cheeks. Look in the mirror and feel satisfied. She bent down, draped all her long hair over her right shoulder, held her hair with her right hand, and put on five-inch high heels on her feet. After putting on all the clothes, Matthew stood in front of the mirror again, pulled up the stockings on both sides of his thighs, and slightly twisted his body left and right to check for any flaws. The Matthew in the mirror is bright and beautiful, exuding the feminine charm of a middle-aged woman, a little coquettish but very elegant. It's strange to say, it's well known that women love beauty, but it's a bit strange to dress up so beautifully and give it to the construction worker Lao Chen. This may also reflect the professionalism of women's love of beauty. Matthew took a deep breath, opened the bathroom door and walked towards the bed. Old Chen, who was sitting on the bed, looked at Matthew with his mouth wide open. He was stunned by the way this graceful woman walked towards the bed with her head lowered. With the help of five-inch high heels, Matthew's walking posture and the curve of her thighs can simply be described as perfect. Matthew sat down on the bed and said, "You've put on your clothes and makeup. Take out the IOU." With trembling hands, Old Chen handed Matthew the previous IOU and the one he had written when Matthew was changing clothes. Matthew checked it and put it in his handbag, then put the handbag on the bedside table, lay down on the bed, crossed his hands on his chest and said, "Come on." At this moment, Old Chen had just woken up from his stupidity. The shorts below were pushed up by my little brother to look like a Desert Fox headquarters tent. Lao Chen couldn't wait to take off his shorts, revealing his 9-inch penis with bulging veins. Matthew saw everything from the corner of his eye and could hardly believe his eyes. He instinctively put his right hand between his teeth and used sign language to express his surprise. Old Chen turned over and pressed down on Matthew with his legs spread. He held Matthew's hands with his left and right hands and pulled them apart, then freed his right hand to open the black transparent robe to the left and right. A fair and tender body appeared in front of Lao Chen, with the mysterious background of black bra, garters and stockings. Lao Chen's penis, which had been stretched to the extreme, was adjusted upwards five degrees. As if appreciating a work of art, Lao Chen affectionately put his thick black lips on Matthew's left nipple, took Matthew's pink nipple into his mouth, twisted his neck and sucked it from slow to fast, with the tip of his tongue teasing around Matthew's nipple. The right hand reached out to Matthew’s right nipple and also teased it from slow to fast. The nerves in Matthew's nipples quickly transmitted messages of pleasure to his brain. Matthew's head began to sway slowly from side to side, his throat made an unconscious humming sound, and his feet began to slowly move back and forth. Old Chen quickened the pace of his movements, as if he was an actor receiving applause from the audience, and the information in Matthew's brain became stronger. Lao Chen's mouth now turned to the right nipple, and his left hand began to tease Matthew's left nipple. Matthew's breathing began to speed up due to the new round of stimulation. Old Chen sat up and bent Matthew's legs upwards, slowly spreading them apart. With his right hand, he pulled the thong on Matthew's vulva to the left. The vulva, which was as pink as the nipples, seemed to be breathing with life. The pubic hair on the vulva was not long, and it looked like an artificially trimmed lawn, smooth and orderly. Another work of art, Lao Chen thought, and leaned over to thrust the tip of his tongue into the clitoris. The snake-like tongue moved vigorously in and out of Matthew's tender labia, and his left and right hands were stretched out to tease Matthew's nipples. An even stronger wave of pleasure rushed from Matthew's spinal nerves at a wide speed and flow rate from the back of his neck to the back of his head like a flood. Matthew arched his neck and cried out. The involuntary muscles in the neck kept twitching, and the grunting sounds in the throat and the breathing became faster and more tragic. There was also an adult film playing on TV, and the moans in the film echoed with Matthew's own moans. Matthew remembered that her husband had done this for her when they first started having sex, but later deleted it from his list of services. At the same time, Mrs. Lin's words rang in Mrs. Matthew's ears again: "When Lao Chen and I did that, he was very energetic and attentive. He even licked me below. My husband doesn't provide such service." Lao Chen sat up and knelt between Mrs. Matthew's legs. He closed her legs, found the side straps of the thong on both sides of her waist, and slowly pulled them down in parallel. Matthew slightly straightened his waist to cooperate, and the thong was successfully disarmed. Matthew opened his legs again subconsciously. Lao Chen began to rub the glans of his 9-inch penis against Matthew's already over-wet labia. Matthew stretched his neck to look at the glans that was rubbing his younger sister, and asked in a tender voice: "Chen, do you have any condoms?" Old Chen replied: "We don't have such things at home." In fact, there were a dozen condoms in the secret compartment of Old Chen's bedside table, but how could he bear to let go of such prey. Matthew laid his head back to sleep in disappointment. When Matthew raised his head, Old Chen was attracted by the pretty face of that woman among women. At this moment, he continued to control the friction of the glans with his right hand, and reached his left hand behind Matthew's neck to lift up Matthew's head, allowing Matthew to continue watching the friction of the vulva. At this moment, Matthew thought of Jianxiong who was in Guangzhou, and saw his current situation. Rational guilt welled up in my heart. Matthew turned his face away, and two strings of tears flowed unconsciously from the corners of his eyes. But the waves of pleasure coming from her lower body made her throat produce continuous moaning sounds. Matthew closed his eyes, his physical babbling and his spiritual tears warring with each other. People are so contradictory, like the yin and yang sides of Tai Chi, reason and emotion are constantly fighting, merging, fighting again, and merging again. Old Chen was like a general who had won a battle, standing alone against ten thousand enemies. Possession is what men desire in their hearts. It seems as if men come into this world for the purpose of possession from the moment they are born. Especially when it comes to possessing women, possession of money is just a tool to possess more beautiful women. Lao Chen wanted the beautiful woman in front of him to truly witness his moment of victory, especially someone else's woman. Lao Chen twisted his left hand hard, making Matthew's head face the rubbing glans. "Zheng Hui, open your eyes!" Matthew slowly opened his tearful eyes, twitching. The makeup on his eyes had been melted by his tears, making him look even more miserable. Matthew knew the time was coming when he would lose his virginity. She watched as Lao Chen moved his huge glans left and right on her labia, slowly spreading her labia apart and penetrating it millimeter at a time. Lao Chen deliberately slowed down the speed of insertion to prolong his pleasure of possession. As Lao Chen appeared to go deeper and deeper, Matthew felt his lower body slowly becoming fuller. The pleasure of fulfillment stimulated her, and the trauma of the soul tortured her. After all, besides Jianxiong, Lao Chen is the second man in her life. A victorious smile appeared on Lao Chen's face. He had satisfied his psychological pleasure, and now what he needed to satisfy was the physical pleasure. Lao Chen slowly lowered Matthew's head with his left hand, pressed Matthew's knees with both hands, accelerated the rhythm of the penis in and out, and felt the softness of the stockings on Matthew's thighs with his hands. Because he was already possessed by Lao Chen, Matthew's psychological burden gradually became lighter. Then I focused all my attention on the physical aspect, feeling Lao Chen's large cock scraping quickly against the walls of my vagina. The vagina involuntarily increased secretions. At this moment, Old Chen leaned forward and pressed on Matthew, holding Matthew's shoulders with both hands, and increased the speed of the car to fourth gear. As the vehicle speed increases, the secretions of Matthew and Lao Chen increase accordingly to maintain the lubrication required for the increase in speed. Lao Chen's penis pulled out and went deep. Matthew's labia opened and closed. With the cooperation of a large amount of secretions, a squeaking sound of water grinding was made. Every time Lao Chen inserted quickly, when his pubic area touched Matthew's pubic area, there was a sound of flesh hitting flesh. Matthew narrowed his eyes, contracted his facial muscles, frowned, and shook his head constantly. The throat makes a sound of joy. Several sounds were swirling in the 300-foot space. Even the eight-channel high-end audio system was able to tickle the audience's hearts. Matthew's elegant and tragic face and fair skin were now being pressed down by an ugly, dark-skinned construction worker. Looking down at him, it seemed a little incongruous, as if a beautiful woman was mating with an animal. At this moment, Matthew clenched the sheets on both sides with his hands, as if he wanted to strangle the enemy who killed his father. Although the two pairs of 34-inch breasts were deformed by Lao Chen, you could clearly see the soft objects inside swinging back and forth. The five-inch high heels rose and fell in the air, drawing beautiful arcs. At this moment, Matthew's physiological feeling completely took over. After all, Lao Chen's dick was several sizes larger than Jianxiong's. Suddenly, Matthew's uterus began to contract, and a stream of hot water rushed to the back of her head through the broadband lines of her nerve center again, and the climax came. Matthew held Lao Chen's arms tightly with both hands. Legs in black stockings and high heels are pulled closer to the body. He raised his head next to Lao Chen's head and bit into Lao Chen's shoulder with his snow-white teeth. Lao Chen's glans also felt the contraction of Matthew's uterus, which tried to surround the glans and stop it from moving forward. Due to the increase in friction, Lao Chen felt a wave of pleasure from bottom to top. It was time for the general attack. Lao Chen took a deep breath and his butt was like a pile driver in fifth gear. The sound of flesh hitting flesh was as dense as raindrops. Matthew's buttocks and breasts created waves of flesh. Matthew felt that Lao Chen's glans began to become harder and slightly larger, and the muscles of the penis began to tremble. As Lao Chen roared to the sky, a pile of sticky liquid spurted out of the urethra and shot straight into the depths of the uterus. At the same time, Matthew's uterus contracted again and another climax came. Matthew let out a long, shrill cry, hugged Lao Chen's back tightly with his arms, and scratched ten red bloody marks on Lao Chen's back with his nails. Old Chen collapsed on Matthew's body, gasping for breath. Matthew relaxed his body, but his muscles were still twitching. Old Chen rested on Matthew for a while, then turned over and lay beside Matthew, hugging Matthew's shoulders with his left hand. Matthew adjusted her head and rested it on Lao Chen's chest like a kitten, her eyes scanning the large penis that had just taken away her virginity. Lao Chen stroked Ma Tai's smooth hair repeatedly. "Hui, are you comfortable?" Ma Tai said "hmm" affectionately. Women are really strange animals. Before they devote themselves, they are always coy. After being fucked, they become like little birds. Ma Tai felt Lao Chen's semen dripping out of her vagina. The two of them recalled what had just happened while hugging each other. Everything returned to calm, and occasionally moans came from the TV.

Matthew tidied up his messy hair with his right hand, and walked home with sore legs, thinking deeply. Matthew's mind began to become distorted, and she repeatedly recalled the pleasure of depravity and Lao Chen's large penis that made her happy. Thinking of her husband Jianxiong, she felt guilty and cursed herself in her heart, "Zheng Hui, you are a whore who is not faithful to your husband."