Checking into a room with a 33-year-old woman (Wife and mature adult novel)

Checking into a room with a 33-year-old woman

First of all, let me state that this is a true story that happened to me.

At the end of the year before last, I met a new girlfriend. She is 33 years old, but still unmarried.

General Manager of the East China Region of a national company. Let’s not mention the name for now and just call him R. R has a better face and is more refined.

That's what I liked about her from the beginning. But after she took off her makeup, it was discovered that she had no eyebrows!

R said that she had her eyebrows tattooed when she was in college and her eyebrows were damaged and they would never grow back. But this is okay, R

Her figure is very unfortunate. I only found out about this after she took off her clothes.

She has so much fat as if she had given birth to a child, but her breasts are as small as a boy's. It is no exaggeration to say that they are basically flat!

By the way, BS about the bras nowadays, MD, are all thick sponges, very deceptive, you can even wear them on the airport runway

Two towering Mount Tai are coming. I really don’t know what part of today’s beauties is real!

R's father had started a business in the early 1980s, so the family was well off.

With everything arranged by my brother, I guess she won't be the heir to this family business. However, due to family circumstances, R

They have a sense of self-esteem and feel very noble. They often carry branded handbags and wear branded clothes.

She often said that she had two fur coats worth nearly 100,000 yuan, but I never saw her wear them.

I don't know if it's worth the price she said. But the funny thing is that when she met me, she didn't even have a car.

No, the second-hand TIIDA she drives now was the one I bought for her after she met me. Get this woman

Of course the bed cost a lot of money. It cost me about 300,000 yuan in about a year. Don't talk too much, say

Let’s get to the point.

Last year, Valentine's Day was on a Thursday. Every Thursday night, R would go to the mahjong room with a group of mahjong friends.

We were playing mahjong, but she turned down the game so she could spend Valentine's night with me.

By the way, let me tell you about the episode of R playing mahjong: R played mahjong with a salesman in his early 20s.

The relationship is extraordinary. Once R arrived early, and the other two had not arrived yet. R actually

We went to see a movie together. Sometimes, after playing mahjong until 1 or 2 a.m., R would

Let's go to Xintiandi for a drink. Everyone knows that after 11 o'clock at night, people's thoughts will change subtly.

If a man and a woman go to a bar alone in the middle of the night, how could something not happen? So I suspect that R and this little boy

There is also an affair.

That was an interlude, let’s not talk about it for now.

That day, I drove to pick up R right after work and then went to a five-star hotel in the city center for dinner.

Of course, you have to book a room in the end.

When I received the call from R, he had already bought me a Valentine's Day gift - a man's penis made of chocolate.

And at this time, I didn't have any gift for her.

When we got to the hotel and checked into the room, I said to R, "You go up first, I'll go to the restaurant and reserve a table."

When the elevator reached the restaurant on the 4th floor, I went downstairs, and R went directly to the room on the 26th floor.

I went to the restaurant, booked a table, ordered a bottle of French red wine, and asked the waiter not to bring the

Bring the red wine up, and when R comes, quietly deliver it to my room, and bring a rose and place it on the bed.

superior. After I gave the waiter a tip of 500, the waiter left happily.

After I had arranged everything, I called R and asked her to come directly to the restaurant. After a while, R arrived.

So we ordered dishes. Of course, Valentine's Day dinner must include bird's nest, abalone, sea cucumber, goose liver and so on.

of. As for wine, there would be red wine served in the room later, so I ordered German ice wine.

After the cold dishes, the bird's nest was served. R said to me with a smile: "Honey, I look very

Bad, you have to give me some good nourishment! "

"How do I make up for it?" I said after taking a sip of German ice wine.

"Of course, take me to eat bird's nest once a week. That's the only way to keep me in good shape!"

"No problem," I thought to myself. It wouldn't cost much anyway: 600 for a serving of bird's nest, and 1 week of bed time

Twice, I won't lose anything.

Of course, the atmosphere during dinner was very good, and we kept chatting and laughing until after 10 o'clock in the evening. Then I asked for the bill and used the room.

Ka paid the room bill and prepared to go upstairs with her. At this time, R's cell phone rang.

Since R's ears are not very sensitive, he usually turns up the volume on his phone.

man.

R looked at the phone number and knew it was a man, a man she knew, probably in his 40s.

Not married.

R spoke to him in Cantonese, with a very excited and ambiguous expression.

It turns out that R thought I couldn’t understand Cantonese, but she was totally wrong. I can understand, but I pretend not to.

R said: "You are out here alone, it's Valentine's Day and you didn't ask me out."

I don't know what the man said, but R was shaking with laughter and said ambiguously: "When you are alone,

You thought of me as soon as you heard me say this. Tell me earlier so I can accompany you." I don't remember the details, but it was something like this

It sounds very ambiguous, even a little bit flirty.

Comrades, even if I don't want to marry R, ​​and just treat her as a girlfriend,

Men, at times like this, still can't help but get angry. But I didn't show any anger on the surface.

He just said impatiently:

"This long distance call seems to be taking too long. Will it ever end?"

So R hung up the phone unhappily and explained, "It's Mark. Hey, Mark, you know

"

Damn, when did you tell me about this guy named Mark? Who do you think he is? Mayor? I

Must you get to know him? I know that what R said is obviously an excuse, as if I knew that this man existed.

Sample.

"I don't know! I don't want to know! Today is Valentine's Day. I can still call you after 10 o'clock tonight.

Yours must have a special relationship! "When I spoke, I felt like I was gritting my teeth.

.

It was not until many days later that I learned that the man's surname was He, his English name was Mark, and he drove a cheap

The owner of a BMW 3 Series is a manager of another multinational company in the city. R often uses his

The company's resources are being used against the outside world. It's none of my business anyway, as they're all taking money from foreigners. But I think that funds or

If the two have close business dealings or close social interactions and meet more than once a week,

Basically, there are embarrassing things.

There is another thing that makes me believe that the relationship between R and Mark is not as simple as she explained: R once went to Hong Kong.

I was on a business trip to Hong Kong and went to Macau. I stayed at the Venetian and thought the room was very nice. I suddenly got horny and took a photo of the room.

The photos were sent to everyone around her via MMS. Naturally, this brother Mark is also on the list.

After finding out, he actually flew over immediately and treated her to a meal! Of course, R said this lightly.

It's true, but I guess they must have gone to bed after dinner!

So, even though she refused to admit her affair with Mark, I had already accepted this fact. actually,

This was also the biggest reason why I dumped her later! I don't want to wear a tall green hat!

R always explained to me: "If I liked Mark, I would have been with him a long time ago, why would I look for you?"

And he added, "I must arrange a meeting between you and Mark so that you will trust me."

But the funny thing is, when we broke up, I still had no idea what Mark looked like. Afterwards I

Then I realized that this might be a strategy R used to gain my trust at the time. Why did she have Mark?

I figured it was because Mark didn't want to marry a woman as old as her, and I lied to her that I was willing to

meaning.

Of course, these are all stories that happened after Valentine's Day. If I'm interested one day, I'll write it down.

DXs are having fun.

I angrily went up to the 26th floor with R to the room we booked.

A five-star hotel is a five-star hotel after all. The suites are indeed large enough and decorated in the utmost luxury.

As soon as the door opened, R went in first. When I went in, I closed the door with my left hand and locked it with my right hand.

"I'll take a shower first." R said in a low voice without any anger. I guess I just let her

After hanging up the phone, she was a little unhappy.

By the way, I would like to add that since Valentine's Day, whenever R is with me, he will turn his phone to

Vibration gear.

"kindness". I didn't say much and went into the inner room. At first glance, the waiter did bring flowers and red wine.

But she went straight into the bathroom and didn't see it. I decided not to let her enjoy this opportunity that was originally prepared for her.

cut. I viciously crushed the rose, threw it into the trash can, and covered it with some paper.

So that she couldn't see the flowers below.

I put the wine on the wine cabinet so it looked like I had to pay for it.

After I undressed, I smoked a cigarette, then I heard her start to take a shower, so I rushed into the bathroom.

First I urinated on her stomach and body, then I ignored her and started washing myself.

I put shower gel all over my body, then held her and slid around, as if she was giving me a Thai bath.

She wasn't too happy about it.

I don't need to care about her attitude at that time. I don't care about her. I just want to make myself comfortable.

After I finished washing, I went out by myself.

After a while, R also finished her shower and came out. I jumped up and threw her onto the bed, grabbing her legs.

After spreading her apart, lifting her up, and placing her on my shoulders, I roughly inserted my already erect penis into her vagina.

"Ah!" She must have screamed in pain!

Damn it, I just want to let you taste the taste of rape. I changed my previous gentle attitude when making love and raped you fiercely.

He thrust it in again and again, heavily, and each time it did so, it seemed as if it was filled with my resentment and unhappiness.

What I need is to vent and take revenge on this bitch!

Having said that, the little hole below R is quite tight, and it does feel like a tight grip, and the hole is also very deep.

My penis is 16cm long, but when I insert it, it still feels bottomless. R made love with me for the first time

When we made love, I felt that R's hole was very tight, and the wrinkles on the walls around it were very tight.

When rubbing, the feeling is very clear. But later on, R's hole was indeed loosened a lot by my insertion.

But after all, I am in my 30s and there is really not much water left. In addition to the first few times of lovemaking, there is more

Besides, the water became less and less later. However, the first few times the caves were tight and there was a lot of water, and later the caves were loose and there was less water.

It's not inserted much, but the friction is quite strong.

Women over 30 have poorer vaginal self-cleaning function and are more likely to get vaginitis.

When I fucked R, she would have flowed out white vaginal fluid, but that time, it flowed out in lumps like beans.

Something like rotten residue came out, which was very disgusting. Afterwards R went to the hospital for a check-up, and the result was vaginitis, damn! She actually

She said it was her first time to get this disease. I must have infected her. I was so scared that I couldn't sleep well for a week.

If I went to the hospital for a check-up, there was nothing wrong! Later, she once let it slip that a client

I invited her to Yangcheng Lake to eat crabs and stayed there. The hotel there was dirty, so she got vaginitis. Then this

This disease is not easy to cure and is prone to relapse, so it breaks out.

You're lying to a three-year-old! The vagina is originally closed, and the two pieces of flesh are usually tightly clamped together.

The bacteria are flies, they flew in by themselves! It seems that the trip to Yangcheng Lake has already had a relationship with someone else.

Lie to me!

Let’s get back to the topic.

I plugged in the R and turned on my phone, which was NOKIA's N93 at the time, to take pictures.

I used a cell phone with a very powerful camera to take photos of her lewd looks, made a video, and posted it online.

I want all men in the world to appreciate R's lewd appearance.

Gradually, R's fluid increased and she started to moan.

The sound of R's moaning was very strange, a kind of roar coming from the throat, very loud,

"Oh, oh, oh, husband, husband, oh, oh."

It was loud, but not the kind of screaming that could be heard downstairs.

During the thrusting, I certainly didn't forget to take care of the chocolate she bought for me.

It was fun to use the chocolate to poke her down there, but I originally thought it was a solid chocolate bar.

It was indeed hollow and broke after a few pokes. So I had to poke it with my flesh again.

I also stuffed the cherry tomatoes, a kind of grape-sized small tomatoes, that the hotel sent me into the R

In the little mouth below.

"What are you doing! You're going to fail!" R said anxiously.

I ignored her and stuffed another one in. In fact, if a woman has something under her, as long as

If it is small enough, round enough, and has a smooth surface, it will slide out automatically. What can't come out? Unless she herself

She tried putting pen caps and the like in there, but it was hard to get them out. How else would she know it couldn't be taken out?

After I had stuffed 7 or 8 of them in, I put my right index finger in again and picked them out one by one.

came out.

Then I put my cock in her, thrusting it back and forth, left and right, in circles, turning her over and over,

I made her stand on the floor, kneel on a chair, lie on the table, sit on the basin, and continue to do it for two whole days.

After several hours of trying various positions,

"I'm about to cum. Do you want me to cum in your stomach, face, or mouth?" I said angrily.

Ask her.

"Please, don't cum in my face or mouth, cum inside me, or in my belly." She

Begged.

Cum inside? Of course I can't fall into her trap. What if I get pregnant? Wouldn't that be troublesome?

Damn it, how could I listen to her? One second before I was about to shoot, I pulled out my gun and shot all my descendants into R's

On face.

R wanted to escape, but I grabbed her hair with both hands, so she couldn't escape and I ejaculated all over her head and face.

Since R has short hair, which she has kept for 10 years, I put the semen on her face and head.

It was applied to every corner of her face, and of course, every strand of her hair was taken care of.

R was almost crying, and I felt so good.

Take a shower, get dressed, get the wine, go downstairs, check out.

It was exactly one year from the time I met R to the time I broke up with her.

Through R, I have a deep understanding of unmarried women at the age of 33: women at the age of 33 are no longer

They can get married now, because they have been waiting for such a long time, they will never compromise and find a poor man.

Rich people won’t look for a 33-year-old. Of course, rich people want to look for a 23-year-old. In this way, when a woman is 27 or 8

If they are still not married at the age of 18, they will be anxious, and this anxiety will gradually become a habit over time.

So when they see men, especially outstanding men, they have to match them, so they look more sexy.

I made an appointment with R to meet every Tuesday night and Sunday afternoon. Because everyone is busy on Monday,

I usually don't have much time. I have to socialize with clients on Wednesdays and Thursdays, so I don't have time. On Fridays, R has to play mahjong.

Saturday is a day off for everyone, so Tuesday night and Sunday afternoon are our regular date times.

The usual arrangement on Tuesday night is that I pick up R after get off work and then have dinner.

R's close girlfriends had dinner together and then checked into a hotel. On Sunday afternoons, we would go to check in first, and then have dinner.

Go out for dinner, then come back and do it again, and everyone goes home.

Now let’s talk about what happened in April last year.

Because R made me very upset on Valentine's Day, and then another incident happened in March.

I stopped paying attention to her.

Let me first explain what happened in March.

"We may not be able to meet next Tuesday." After the passion on Sunday night, when we were about to check out,

R suddenly said something.

"Oh, then I'll arrange for the client to attend." I thought about it and it just so happened that I had a meeting with a certain city bureau leader, so I didn't have time yet.

OK, let’s set it for Tuesday.

"Why do you have to do it on Tuesday? Isn't Tuesday our legal time?" I asked.

One sentence.

R did not answer immediately. He thought for a moment and then said slowly:

"There will be a global freight forum at the International Convention and Exhibition Center next Tuesday. Our Singaporean boss will be there.

I must have a meal with him. ”

I think even if the boss from Singapore comes to have a meal, that is normal and it is not likely to be too late.

Since my boss and I usually don’t finish socializing too late, I said, “Then we can each do our own thing and wait for dinner.”

Contact me later. ”

Just like that, Tuesday arrived in the blink of an eye.

I went about my business with my boss as planned, and we almost finished discussing the business.

So the dinner ended around 8 o'clock. After I sent my leader out of the hotel, I called R:

"I'm done, are you?"

"I'll be there for a while, but not too long." R replied on the other end of the phone.

"Okay, where are you? So I know if I'm far from you." I wanted to know where she was eating.

It sounded quite noisy over there. “We are having dinner at Xintiandi. The boss took this opportunity to invite

I had dinner with some clients and friends, all of them were foreigners. ”

It looked like there were quite a lot of people there, so I said, "Okay, I'll call you back later," and hung up the phone.

I drove out of the parking lot and headed straight towards Xintiandi. I ate at a restaurant in the western suburbs

It’s a bit of a walk to Xintiandi, and it takes about half an hour to get there by taking the elevated road.

I think I won't call her. She will probably call me after the dinner.

The elevated highway was still quite crowded at around 8 o'clock, and by the time I arrived at Xintiandi, it was around 8:45.

I parked my car on the side of Madang Road, rolled down the windows, listened to the radio and smoked a cigarette.

I don’t know how long it was before I felt a little chill. After all, the weather in March is still quite cold at night.

I looked at the time. It was already 9:30 and R hadn't called yet. So, I could only call her again.

"Is it over?" I asked after the call was connected.

"Oh, it's not over yet, but it should be soon," R replied.

So I had no choice but to hang up the phone again. I thought, I won't call her again, I'll just wait for her to call me.

See how late she can eat.

As we all know, if you are inviting customers to dinner, the dinner will usually be around 6:30 pm. Even if the customer arrives late,

Then it should start at seven o'clock. A meal takes two hours, so it's almost done by 9 o'clock.

Basically, I have said everything I wanted to say, and it’s time to end it. And R was driving, she didn't drink, she said

Her boss doesn't drink, so the dinner should be almost over by 9:30 anyway.

I waited until about 10:15, then started the car and left.

I don’t know what to do.

I drove all the way back to the western suburbs and parked on a small road not far from my home.

I thought, if R called, I would tell her that I couldn't wait and had left, after all, I had to go to work tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, I waited in the car until 11:30 but did not receive a call from R.

Damn it, play with me! The anger in my heart suddenly rose up.

I called R, but he didn't answer. I called again, but he still didn't answer.

Did you sleep with your boss? This slutty woman! I thought angrily. I'll call again, if not

Then I went back and never wanted to see her again.

After the call was made, the phone rang for a long time, and just when it was about to be disconnected, R answered the phone.

The moment R answered the phone, I heard a very noisy voice on the other end of the phone, and I spoke first:

"What's wrong with you? You haven't finished eating until 11:30?"

R obviously didn't hear me clearly, but she guessed what I meant from my intermittent voice.

"After dinner, the boss invited his friends to have a drink together at the largest bar in Xintiandi.

A big private room, drinking! "R said it with a bit of boasting in his voice.

Damn it, when I held the board meeting, I booked all the revolving restaurants in Xinjinjiang! You fuck

What’s so great about booking a private room in a bar? It seems that R’s head office isn’t very rich! At most

A low quality foreign company.

"Aren't you driving? Why are you drinking? Didn't you say you wouldn't drink today?" I asked a little annoyed.

Asked. Because in my opinion, if a woman drinks and doesn't know how to control herself, she will easily be seduced.

The bed, especially an unmarried and impatient old woman like R. Even though I will never marry R,

I also cannot accept Yu R sleeping with other men.

"They insisted that I drink, and I only had a few glasses of red wine," said R.

What? Damn, did you drink “a few glasses” of “red wine”? It was a group of foreigners drinking together! I am very annoyed

fire.

I yelled at R: "Don't you see what time it is? I've been waiting for you till now!"

"You didn't call me, I thought you went back!" R argued.

"Why didn't you answer my call just now?" I was very angry.

"It was too noisy in there, I didn't hear it." said R.

OK! Damn, this bitch was so engrossed in chatting with some foreigner that she couldn’t even answer my phone call. Hu

explain! If she knew I was going to call her, would she still ignore the phone? How can I not hear it? There is an incoming call on the mobile phone.

It's bright, so why can't I see it? It's clearly a sophistry!

I still don’t know why R didn’t answer the phone that day, and I don’t know where she was in the bar that day.

What happened in the private room? To be honest, I don't want to know. I think if I knew, I might be more

I'm sad, so it's better not to know.

"You're going too far!" I cursed and hung up the phone. After a while, my phone rang again

I looked and saw it was R calling.

"What else do you want to say? I've been waiting for you until now! And you're drinking with other men?"

After I said this, I hung up the phone again.

R called me again, and I just hung up the phone and turned it off.

I originally wanted to play with R, but I didn't expect to be played by her.

I never want to see R again.

After this incident, R called me for a whole week, but I didn’t answer.

Later, R came to persuade me through one of her girlfriends, and she kept persuading me. I thought R was okay.

Let's date. After all, R is 33 years old and is quite experienced in bed. It feels good.

So I started to interact with R again.

This Tuesday, R knew that I was still a little unhappy, so he didn't dare to make any requests for meals.

When thinking about where to eat, she said, "Didn't you say last time that the farm food in Zhujiajiao is delicious? Let's go there."

Go there. ”

After get off work, it is better to go to Zhujiajiao to eat in the city and take the highway.

It was very fast, and the roads were empty as we walked out of the city.

The fishing village we visited is not actually located on the food street in the town, but on a small river in the new district.

On the edge. Since the river food is fresh, business has always been good.

The two of us ordered a plate of fried snails, a plate of chicken feather vegetables, a steamed wild mandarin fish, and 3 taels of wild river fish.

Shrimp, a wild turtle weighing about 1 jin and 3 bottles of beer.

The eating process is omitted.

The two of them ate very quickly and finished before 8 o'clock. Firstly, because there are few people, and secondly, because

Actually, my original curiosity about R no longer exists. I have had it many times. The novelty is basically gone.

There is no more book, so there is not much to say. After dinner, R suggested going for a drive around the area.

So we went for a drive. Now that I think about it, it was actually planned by R. She wanted to

Having sex in the car outside increases my sense of freshness and interest in her.

"I can't get a room today. It's so late. I'll have to go back to the city and check out after I get a room."

After a while, R said.

"Yeah, then let's not get a room today," I said.

"Do you want to try doing it in the car?" R teased me.

"Okay!" I agreed without even thinking about it. Anyway, it's only April, there are no mosquitoes, and the weather is fine.

It's not so cold anymore.

Having sex in my car is very dangerous because the interior lights of my car are automatically turned on.

The light turns on when the door is opened and cannot be turned off manually unless the door is closed. But even if the door is closed and the lights are turned off,

There is a delay of about 15 seconds.

So if I want to do it in my car, I have to make sure there is no one around, otherwise it will be easily discovered by pedestrians.

Fortunately, there are fewer people on the roads in the suburbs.

We chose a road in the new district. There is a bay-style parking strip on this road, which will be used by the public in the future.

The bus stops at the station, but there are no buses here yet. This is a newly built villa area.

The house has not been delivered yet. I didn’t dare to park the car in a place that was too secluded, for fear of encountering strong men and for fear of being in a public place.

An was most concerned about very secluded places in the suburbs and often visited them to take care of them. So I had to choose a

On the road with street lights.

I parked the car, asked R to sit in the back seat, opened the right rear door, and stood outside the right rear door.

I don't want to do it in a sealed car, because the steam will cover all the windows, and the result is

The people inside have no idea what is happening outside. I don't want to put myself in a situation where I can't understand the outside world.

Willing to.

Now I stand outside the car and can clearly see all the conditions on the road, including oncoming vehicles in both directions and non-motorized vehicles.

Bicyclists on the lane. Comrades, please note that the ceiling light in my car is on.

I took off all of R's pants, threw them on the passenger seat, and pulled her legs out of the car door.

She lay down on the back seat, then kicked her right leg against the edge of the right rear door and her left foot against the two right doors.

In this way, her flesh hole was completely open to my lower abdomen. R is not tall, 1.5

6M, so you can pose in this position, but if you are too tall, you may not be able to use this position because of your long legs.

A posture.

I took a look at R's flesh hole and couldn't help but sigh in my heart: A slutty woman is a slutty woman. Just posed,

It was already wet, and the white water flowing out of the cave was hanging on the edge of the cave. I guess this has something to do with the excitement of being in the wild.

Guan, R is not like this in the hotel usually, and always needs a lot of foreplay to lubricate.

But I can't get hard so quickly, so I can only take my pants off to my knees and gently use DD to

Gently grinding her sister.

As R moaned softly, DD grew bigger and bigger. So, he took the gun into the cave, slowly in and out, fully feeling the

I feel R's flesh is soft and tender.

About 10 minutes later, two dark shadows appeared in the distance on the non-motorized vehicle lane near where we parked our car.

I stopped twitching and watched carefully.

"Dear husband, why aren't you moving?" R was anxious.

"Take a break." I didn't tell R that someone was coming on a bike. I want to see it clearly first, so I have to hide.

15 seconds will be enough.

As the two shadows got closer and closer, I could finally see them clearly when they were 100 meters away from us.

They were two female workers in factory uniforms, riding over on bicycles.

It must be a female worker who was working the middle shift and was passing by here on her way home. That was my guess at the time.

So, a more exciting idea came to my mind. R is not my wife anyway, so I can let them see me.

Fucking her is not only harmless, but can also give me greater stimulation and pleasure.

Of course I can’t tell R that someone is coming, otherwise we won’t be able to play!

The two female workers were probably around 20 years old and were passing by me from behind.

From their perspective, we can see the following scene: I have my back to them, my shirt is lifted up, my pants are

The skirt was taken off to the knees, and there were two naked women's legs in a V shape in front of me, and they came out from my shoulders.

Extend it and you will know what we are doing at a glance.

Since they were on their way home from get off work, they were not in a hurry, so they rode slowly.

I had the lights on so they could easily see R lying on the back seat as they passed us.

Looks like. R was lying down, immersed in the waves of pleasure in his lower body, with his eyes closed and breathing heavily.

She called me "husband, husband" all the time.

When they were close enough to see us clearly, I increased the force of my thrusts, and R screamed.

Louder.

The two female workers didn't know what was going on, but this attracted their attention.

Four eyes looked in our direction at the same time.

I clearly saw their faces flush quickly, and then they looked at each other embarrassedly.

In a moment, he rode away quickly.

If it weren't for today, they might never have seen two people interacting so closely in front of them in their entire lives.

And deliberately made a louder noise for them to see. For two country girls, this kind of scene was

Either way it was very shocking.

And I also find it more exciting.

In the distance, a few more bicycles were approaching, and there were a few more behind them. This proves that my original estimate was very correct.

Indeed, this road is exactly the way female workers must take to go home after get off work.

So, the same trick was repeated N times. Finally, the goods were delivered in great excitement. In this extremely exciting situation

Under normal circumstances, the time will not last as long as checking into a hotel, so it will only be about 20 minutes.

"Someone is coming." I pushed R and got into the car. R thought someone was coming.

Little did he know that the live sex show had already been seen by no less than 50 young girls.

Comrades, think about it, a factory girl working in the countryside on her way home saw a senior executive in the city being fucked

Scream, what kind of feeling is that!

We have had this kind of car sex more than 10 times, sometimes in Zhujiajiao, sometimes in Taitai

Near the Le factory area, because these places are where female workers who are leaving their mid-shift jobs pass by.

Next time I will share with you my visit to R's friend's house, my wedding, and her trip to Thailand for splashing water.

Festival, having sex downstairs in her house and other exciting stories.

Since I was busy with work in the past few days, my business has started to pick up. I finally have enough money to survive the financial crisis.

period of possibility. So today I can finally continue writing a few words about the story I promised everyone to write.

Friends always ask me about the 300,000 yuan. Actually, I am talking about the money spent in one year, not one day!

Why didn’t you read my previous articles carefully? I would like to explain the 300,000 yuan here.

This saves many friends from being suspicious.

In fact, 130,000 yuan out of the 300,000 yuan was used to buy a second-hand car with the license plate and gave it to R; 40,000 yuan was given to R.

I bought a classic CHANEL bag; 50,000 yuan to go to Thailand with her to celebrate the Songkran Festival; 30,000 yuan was for

I paid for her car insurance and for her crashing other people's cars before buying the insurance; 20,000 yuan for her to go to Hong Kong for a trip;

The miscellaneous expenses for booking hotels, buying various gifts for various festivals, etc. during the year are about 30,000 to 50,000 yuan.

300,000 yuan a year, in addition to the car and accident compensation, the usual expenses are 140,000 yuan, an average of more than 10,000 yuan per month.

It’s 4,000 yuan a day, and I account for half of the consumption, so the cost is 2,000 yuan a day. Sauna for one hour

The market price is 600, and it takes 3 seeds every day to make ends meet. Alas, Lian Po is too old! Now think about it, how can I calculate it?

It's all my fault! But I didn't think too much about it at the time, and I didn't use cost analysis to calculate it.

This time, I am writing about a story that happened in the parking lot of the community downstairs from R's building at night.

Before dinner that day, since it was raining, we decided to go home after dinner. I didn't expect that the meal was over.

The rain stopped too.

R asked me to drive her home, but it was too early, so I parked the car in their community and chatted with her in the car.

Son of heaven.

"Is my bag nice-looking?" R pointed to a red handbag she was holding.

"Well, not bad, it's from CHANEL. When did you buy it?" I replied.

"Just if you gave me 40,000 yuan last week, I would have bought it." R said casually.

"Ah? So fast!" I said.

"Yes, this is a new model, with red leather and a gold chain. I've already purchased it at the store.

I must have bought it. "R said.

I thought to myself, last time R asked me for money, she said that their salaries were paid directly to them by their Singaporean boss.

Their money didn't come last month because of some problems in Singapore. She said she had no money and asked me for it.

I just gave it to her. I didn't expect that she had planned it all along. Forget it, think about it, it’s just a few tens of thousands of dollars.

But R is a strange woman. She doesn't buy a house even though she has money. She would rather live with her brother, sister-in-law and father.

I live with my mother and have a very strained relationship with my sister-in-law. Logically speaking, she should find a place to live as soon as possible.

You should go. If R is rich, she should first solve the problem of housing, but she just likes to buy famous brands and bought a lot of famous brands.

"Trash" clothes are kept at home and are said to increase in value. It's ridiculous. When I bought clothes in 2007, they were new models.

It's the price of a new model, but if you don't wear it, when you take it out in 2008, it will be the old model of last year, and only worth the price of the old model.

I don’t know how R calculated this.

The saying "Birds of a feather flock together" is always true. R has a girlfriend named Lili, who is also

A similar woman, but her figure is much fuller than R's. Lili is also like this. She lives in a rented house.

But I want to go to Hong Kong Disneyland Dream Wedding. Lili is also a woman who dresses elegantly and fashionably. She is only 23 years old.

She was 20 years old. She originally dated an old man from Taiwan, but he dumped her after he had sex with her. Now she has found a man whose family lives in Guangdong.

The boy, who was also 23 years old and was running a small business, tricked people into buying cars and diamond rings, but not houses. I asked her why

Regarding not buying a house, she replied: I can’t get the house when I divorce, but the car and diamond ring are hers. How shocking!

She's about to get married, but she's calculating so clearly.

I didn't want to dwell on the bag issue, so I asked, "Oh, let me ask you a question.

You don't have to answer if it's inconvenient. "

"Okay, what's the problem?" R said with a smile.

I paused and said slowly, "Before sleeping with me, has anyone ever made you feel this good?"

"Ha, I'm 33 years old. If I say I've never felt comfortable before, wouldn't that make me incompetent?" R tilted his head at me.

At a glance.

She then told me that her sex life basically went like this:

When I was in college, I met a man, of course not a classmate, and we had sex for the first time, but this man

He seemed to be a gangster or a hooligan around the university. When she talked about this "hooligan", her tone was

I wish he would die soon. I remember her original words were: I don’t know if he is still alive now!

After work, she met the son of her father's colleague, but she looked down on "son-like men" and nothing happened.

It doesn’t matter. She is married and has children now. I met her once at the Botelman Hotel in this city.

The funny thing is that R's father's colleague, an old man, also took a fancy to her and would borrow money from her from time to time.

He went to her house to visit her in the name of returning a book. Sometimes when she was not at home, the old man actually waited for her. Later, R's father found out.

was so angry that he hit him with a broom, and as a result, the two old men couldn't even be friends anymore. From this it can be seen that R is indeed

A very flirty and demanding woman who doesn't even let old men go. Generally speaking, my father's friends, as long as the rules

Well-behaved, elders and juniors, the old man would not think too much about it, it just looks like R is a

It's a seam egg, no wonder the flies are staring at it. (Now that I think about it, I was also hooked up by R at that time

Yes, of course I am not an old man)

Later, R met a foreigner, probably from Malaysia, who worked in the same company.

The office did it. Since they are not of the same race, the Malay man's penis is too big and it makes R's vagina

The blood is coming. R was scared, and because the size was so mismatched, she dared not have any contact with the "Malay man" again. when

However, I think the reason may not be that simple.

Before me, there was a private enterprise owner who was engaged in construction projects. He was just a henpecked man.

BMW 7 Series. Once, I went to Zhouzhuang with many friends. R took his car. As a result, the reckless driver

He actually drove the car steadily, and as a result, R, who loved to ride, naturally got into his bed. But because my wife is watching closely,

The "7 Series Man" could only ask the driver to give money to R frequently. He would ask her to buy whatever she liked, and also said

"Buy, buy, don't buy Ah Wu Ruan (Note: [A Wu Ruan] is a dialect, meaning a very bad and stupid person)",

So R and her girlfriends often use this sentence to tease each other. Because R forced that "7-series man"

Divorced and married her, the affair was exposed, the wife of the "7-series man" sent a private detective to follow R every day,

R was in a trance and unable to struggle. He finally fainted and stayed in the hospital for a month.

Good to let go. Of course, R told me this, but I still didn't quite believe it. I guess the "7-series guy" is just like me.

She was just tired of it and wanted to find a way to get rid of it.

At this point, you all know that RA really likes to do it in places other than hotels, in the office,

In the car, in the wild, haha. So it was R who initiated the first car sex, and I agreed to her request

Did it a few times in her office.

There is another annoying thing that needs to be explained. On my birthday, I met with R and her

Party friends went to Qiangui Karaoke. It might be what R and Mark talked about, because they talk on the phone several times a day. Place

This man also booked another room on the same floor as the one I booked, but of course I didn't know that at the time.

As we were singing, R said she wanted to go to the bathroom too when her girlfriend went to the bathroom. I ordered

There was a bathroom in the big room, but it was occupied by her girlfriend, so R went to the public bathroom outside.

I didn't think it was strange at the time until half an hour later when R still hadn't come back. And I have been her

My girlfriends were a little tipsy from drinking so I went out too, firstly to get some fresh air and secondly to

Go to the toilet and look for R.

Qiangui stipulates that the doors and windows of each room are transparent, so people outside can clearly see what is inside.

There are people, but the glass area is a bit small, so it is not easy to see if you don’t look carefully.

I went to the bathroom to pee first, then called R's name several times outside the women's room, including his Chinese name.

Of course no one answered the question about Chinese characters and English names.

I wanted to call R to ask her where she was, but I found that my cell phone was in the room and I didn't bring it with me.

Go back angrily.

When I passed by a small room next to the toilet, I saw R in it, and Lili was also there.

A man buried his head in Lili's chest. Because Lili's breasts were very big, the man buried his head in them.

Couldn't see who it was. R was laughing and singing at the same time, which made me feel very strange.

I didn't go in and went straight back to my room. I never told R about this.

What did you see. I guess R's breasts must have been buried by that man. Poor R's flat breasts and big nipples.

I don’t know how I was abused by that man at that time.

About half an hour later, R returned to our room and said that it was a coincidence that she ran into Mark and

Lili is also singing here. I said okay, why not call them over together, it will be more lively with more people. She said no

Used, they are gone. Haha, Lili is a slut. She must be checking into a hotel with Mark now.

I think so.

Just like that, I missed an opportunity to see Mark's appearance clearly. Oddly enough, Mark and I met

Several times, but for various reasons, I never saw what he looked like, and of course he didn't see what I looked like.

However, R's phone has my photos and sex videos. I wonder if this bitch showed them to Mark.

But, I guess it will.

Having talked so much about irrelevant things, let’s get back to the topic.

As we chatted, it became late. R said, "Do you dare to do it downstairs? In the car?"

"Damn, what's there to be afraid of?" I thought to myself, they're doing it on the main street, and it's even worse for migrant workers in the countryside to do it.

I've seen it, not to mention it was in the car at night.

"Okay, come on." R said and started to take off his pants.

That day she was wearing a pair of fleece-like pants that looked like sweatpants, with no belt, just elastic, so it was good.

Take off. After R took off his clothes, he rode on me.

I moved the seat net all the way back, unbuckled my belt, and took out my huge cock. R rushed to my brother

It was inserted into her mouth below. Wow, it turns out R has been horny for a long time, her pussy is wet, and I thrust all the way in.

"Si" R took a loud breath and then started moving up and down.

I didn't expect R to do this. I felt a little uncomfortable, but after all, we were downstairs from her.

A neighbor came out and they still don’t remember my license plate? There are also security patrols.

"Wait a minute, don't move, let me pull my pants down a little, otherwise your sex juice will stain my pants again."

I said.

R stopped moving, so I pulled his pants down a little.

"Hurry up!" R said anxiously. It turned out that she was indeed horny, and very horny.

In this extremely dangerous situation, R moved like a mad dog for five minutes without stopping.

"Wait a minute, don't move, the security guard is coming." I saw a security guard walking towards our car

come over.

Then everything became quiet, so quiet that even our breathing could be heard clearly.

It seemed that the security guard was just doing a routine patrol. He walked past my car and headed towards the row of houses in front.

I was so scared. R was lying on top of me. Although I was wearing clothes on my upper body, I had no pants.

What if the security guard uses a flashlight and finds someone in the car, and starts questioning them? That would be terrible!

R sat on me and started stroking me again, moaning as he did so:

"Oh, husband..."

"Ugh, ugh, comfortable, comfortable..."

I said, "What are you doing now?"

R said with half closed eyes: "Lao Hai po pu." (Dialect: inserting pu

"What are you poking at? Whose pussy are you fucking?" (Dialect: Whose pussy are you fucking?) I asked again.

"Poke XXX's pussy." (Dialect: Insert XXX's pussy, XXX is R's name, which cannot be disclosed.)

R said excitedly.

"Did you feel comfortable when you were penetrated?" (Dialect: Did it feel good when you were penetrated?) I said.

"Shayi, Hashayi." (Dialect: comfortable, very comfortable) R became even more excited.

"Poke me, poke me, poke me to death, poke me to death, you bastard!"

R screamed, her usual OL self was gone at all, she looked like a complete slut!

Accompanied by R's obscene words and loud moans, I did not hesitate to ejaculate all my sperm into her.

The Nth time of internal ejaculation was completed in her body.

R leaned his head on my shoulder and rested for a while.

"I want to pee." R said suddenly.

"Then you can go back. You can just take the elevator to the 12th floor." This would be a good opportunity for me to get away.

"No, you keep an eye on it for me, I'll just do it next to the car." R seemed reluctant to go back.

R returned to the passenger seat, put on his pants, opened the door, and started to urinate right next to the car.

R finished peeing, got in the car, closed the door, and asked, "How is it? I look beautiful when I pee, right?"

I fainted. I didn't expect R to have a tendency to be voyeuristic.

As we were talking, I suddenly smelled a foul odor. I turned around and frowned at R. Just as I was about to ask,

But he smiled secretly and said, "I farted."

Oh my god, women’s farts are so smelly. I had to roll down the car window a little. Who knows, next

In the 15 minutes, R farted more than 10 times. Damn it, you can't fart back, you have to fart in

In my car?

I was about to get angry, but R said, "My dad said that rich people fart more, and poor people burp more."

It doesn't smell bad. If I say it smells bad, I mean I dislike her! It makes me dizzy!

After chatting for a while, I said I was a little tired, so I let R out of the car and drove home quickly. Along the way,

I rolled down all the windows and let the wind blow freely to dispel the stinky fart smell left in my car.