"The Perfect Match Wife Xiaoqiu" - Chapter 23, Make love, make love, the more you make love, the more you make love

Rijiu also fell in love with the "afternoon the day after tomorrow" in Xiaoqiu's mouth. Is it far away? No, the days with Xiaoqiu are always skinny and happy. Such relaxed and happy days always pass quickly. Then, in the blink of an eye, it was the "afternoon of the day after tomorrow". Although Xiaoqiu's "story" report was a bit late, it finally arrived as scheduled. I saw that the title of Xiaoqiu's title was "Long time may not lead to love, but long-term intimacy will definitely lead to love." The text read: My husband is absolutely right. In the past, no matter how much we joked or fought, Even if I make a fuss, I won't fall out. The night before yesterday, I actually fell out with my husband for the first time because of a joke. If you think about it carefully, this is really the change brought about by dad. Because when my husband and I are together, we are as carefree and unresTrained as children, so no matter how much we fight, we will never fall out and become unhappy. I think this is the best marriage model: people should have a childlike innocence and live happily. . Living with your dad is the complete opposite. You have to worry, reason with him, and work hard to run your life. However, such two completely different lives will definitely bring a lot of inspiration. I am very curious, what will life be like after living with a person like my father for a long time? Can I live in peace with my dad? Will dad become better because of my efforts? I suddenly wanted to see how different lifestyles would lead to different lives. Just like what my husband said, enjoy your new life with peace of mind, work hard to face the new life, and make yourself and your dad outstanding. Only in this way can the Family live together in love and harmony. Hehe, last night I returned to the place where my dad and I lived with this sense of mission and confidence. As soon as my dad saw me coming back, after a while, he couldn't wait to give me the card and said, "Here, this is my bank card. The password is your birthday on a certain month of the year." I heard that my dad had set the bank card password to be my birthday. I was embarrassed and annoyed, so I said awkwardly: "Hey, why did you change the password to my birthday?" Dad laughed and said, "I'm old. , can you bring money into the coffin? I told you to put it in the coffin, but you don’t want it..." "It was different before. I was your daughter-in-law, why did I want your money? "Aren't you saying that I'm too stingy? My father-in-law also wants to cut off his money." My reasoning made Dad speechless, and he responded honestly: "Haha, that's true, it's still Xiaoxia." "Thoughtful..." And seeing my dad convinced by my words made me very happy. After all, when you and I are together, the one who won't win when you reason with me. At this time, it feels fresh to reason with my dad. , made me particularly happy, so I took advantage of the situation and said: "Now, the reason why I want your bank card is because our relationship is different..." After saying that, I felt a little embarrassed myself, but Dad was happy He grinned from ear to ear and said, "That's right, that's right. My Wife must be in charge of the money at Home. I also have a salary card here. Do you want to take it over too..." Seeing my dad being convinced by my words, I was very happy. I felt a sense of accomplishment, so I said again: "Just pretend to have the salary card."Well, men always have some money in their pockets..." As soon as I finished speaking, my dad said excitedly and happily: "Xiaoxia, you are so reasonable and your words are so considerate that people just give you all the money to pretend to be. , and I am convinced..."

Although I know that dad is flattering, and although I know that it is sweet talk, it still makes you very happy, so I was too embarrassed to be too harsh. On the contrary, I said gently: "Haha, okay...I'm going to take a bath, and you make the bed..." When my father heard that I asked him to make the bed, his eyes almost glowed green when he SMiled. I was naked and said from ear to ear: "Okay, okay..." After that, I took a slow bath in the Bathroom, then put on a thin layer of suspender pajamas and walked out, but what was waiting for me was not laid out. Instead of a bed, there was a film on the bed. As soon as I saw the film, I knew what was going on, and I was a little shy and excited. At this time, my dad quickly said cheerfully: "You see, it was still early, yesterday. "Okay, if you haven't slept at night, I'll give you a good massage tonight so that you can sleep comfortably..." "Yeah, this is not just a superficial massage, it's probably a massage from the inside out, right?" "I blushed at the thought of Dad's cock massaging my little sister, but if I didn't meet Dad's request, he would definitely pester me again, so I gritted my teeth and said, "Okay, it's just a little troublesome to take off my clothes... "It's not troublesome, it's not troublesome. Take off your clothes and you'll feel comfortable when you press them..." Dad just coaxed and lied, and I half-heartedly took off my pajamas, leaving only my Underwear, and then hurriedly lay down on the film. The breasts were covered, but immediately, the cool feeling from the film spread from the breasts to the whole body. Upon seeing this, Dad poured a little olive oil on my back, and then his big hands began to move around unscrupulously, sometimes on my shoulders. He wandered around and caressed my neck, sometimes his two big hands held the waist and slid it up and down, and sometimes he raised my arms and touched my armpits and the edges of my breasts. I lay there, letting Dad toss and play with my body. In this way, Dad simply relaxed my muscles and bones for a while, and then started the real caressing: first he poured a little olive oil, then he raised my body a little, then he held my breasts and moved them It was no longer slippery, and due to the film, every time Dad moved his hand, there was a "sticky" sound coming from under my breasts. I also made a gasping sound, not because of it. It was so comfortable, but because I was a little tired from being bent over like this, Dad probably had the same feeling as me, so he took off his clothes without any ceremony, and then he sat directly on my body and gave me a massage. In this position, Dad. I can show off my muscles and move my big hands all over my body, and the two of us who were almost naked like this soon became a little Horny, because not long after Dad rode on me, Dad couldn't help but put his The hard member pressed hard against my cute little Underwear. Then, Dad used his thick member to push against my little sister.The pants couldn't resist such temptation at all, and soon both pairs of Underwear became a little wet. When Dad saw this, he couldn't wait to pull off my Underwear, and then there was no more resistance. Dad's huge and hot glans reached the door of my wet pussy. Just when I thought Dad was going to take me from behind, Dad suddenly turned me over, picked me up, then hugged my waist with one hand and held my breast with the other. His mouth was not idle either, taking big mouthfuls of my breasts. My father's boldness and rudeness surprised me, and my father's rude and disrespectful way made me very excited. It was also at this time that I realized that I was being stripped by my father without any resistance during the whole process. I was completely naked, and during the whole process, Dad did whatever he wanted to me without resTraint. This surprised me. I remember that before, I would resist a little bit, but now I have no resistance at all. I was thinking, could this be the feeling of resigning yourself to fate and not being able to control yourself after "marrying and following your husband"? Just imagine if I had been forced to marry someone I didn't love, or if I would have remarried in the future. So, even if I no longer love this man, how long can I resist in bed? Will I be as resigned to my fate as I am now, letting other men do whatever they want with my body? Could it be like what happened with my dad, who could still resist at first, but as time went by and the more sex he had, sooner or later he would give up the resistance? Yes, a woman may be very happy if she only experiences one man in her life, but what does it feel like for a woman to be exploited by different men in her life? I'm glad that I don't have to actually experience such a thing. I'm glad that I just have to experience the feeling of being stripped step by step by a man I don't love and doing whatever I want in the game. Yes, different men are caressing me now. The way he kneads my breasts is so rough that the poor breasts are like plasticine, cruelly molded into different shapes; he eats my breasts Her "eating appearance" is so ugly, not as elegant as my husband, but the way she devours it makes my heart beat faster, and I am afraid that my breasts will be swallowed by my father. I squinted my eyes and watched dad, a strange man, licking my breasts all over with his tongue. I looked at dad, a strange man with a blushing face, and his big hands unscrupulously sometimes hugged me, sometimes scratched my breasts, Sometimes he plays with my nipples unceremoniously. I just watched in confusion, thinking about the shame and excitement of being involuntarily exploited by a strange man, and then let out a helpless and comfortable "Oh, oh" sigh and gasp. And my panting was like a response to Dad, to Dad's encouragement. Dad immediately responded to me and asked me proudly: "Xiaoxia, are you feeling comfortable?" At this time, should I respond to Dad? Respond to this strange man? Respond to this strange man who has taken over my body? My heart wanted to refuse, but my body had begun to disobey, so I couldn't help but respond: "Ah, it's so comfortable..." After getting a satisfactory answer, my father looked at it with a SMile. Look at me, then hold my ass with one hand, hold my cock with the other hand, and then don't be politeHe came in angry. I was surprised. My confused eyes were helpless and desperate as I watched Dad do whatever he wanted. But at this moment of hesitation, Dad had already penetrated me completely. His huge cock entered my body without reservation. I immediately You can feel the hardness of the cock, the temperature of the cock, and even the soft skin on the hard cock. This feeling of being penetrated by dad without a condom was completely different. I was so frightened that I cried out: "Ah, ah," Dad may also like the feeling of "zero-distance" contact with me. He also shook his hands, holding my butt, and squeezed me excitedly, then looked at me with an intoxicated and satisfied look, and even gave out a proud and evil SMile, as if he was showing off: He finally He took possession of me in all directions without reservation, and finally inserted his cock into my most mysterious place. This feeling is really shameful, because I am being penetrated by my dad down below, and being "viewed as rape" by my dad above me. However, at this moment, Dad made an even more extreme request. Dad actually asked me: "Xiaoxia, can I kiss you tonight?" "Oh my God, Dad actually wanted to kiss me again. Last night was really unacceptable. I should reward him well, but suddenly I have to kiss a strange and embarrassing person. It’s really confusing..." I was thinking there awkwardly, but at the same time, I felt that if you marry a man you don’t love, you don’t have to kiss him. Did you kiss? If there is really no need to kiss, then why are all the children born? I frowned and thought about it, not daring to look at Dad at all. But maybe Dad, seeing that I didn't explicitly refuse, stretched his head over with trembling, and then touched my lips. Actually, my dad and I also kissed each other, and even kissed each other passionately. But at this moment, Dad is unfamiliar, because the eyes are the windows to the soul, the mouth is the door to the soul, and the Vagina is at best the door to the soul. So my husband often says that many young ladies would rather be naked than kiss others. I think this is the reason. Therefore, when I am awake, I don’t want to kiss my dad at all. Just like the door of a Home, it will never be opened casually for strangers, especially the mouth. It is like the door of a woman’s boudoir. How can anyone let in casually? However, it should be noted that once a man obtains a marriage certificate, it is like he has obtained a license to enter a woman’s courtyard door (Vagina), the privilege to open a woman’s boudoir (mouth), and the right to push open a woman’s window (eyes). Dominance. And at this moment, how can I refuse my father who fully possesses these privileges? Even if I don't love him, he can still come in and out of my door unscrupulously in this game. I was thinking wildly in a panic, and my dad started to get ready to move, kissing my lips gently and tremblingly, as if he was about to open the door and go in to enjoy the spring scenery in my boudoir. What about me? I couldn't refuse, and I didn't know how to refuse. I let Dad touch my lips lightly, until Dad became more and more unscrupulous, until Dad completely opened my door, until Dad completely opened my lips. So soon, I was kissed so hard that I couldn't breathe. Soon, I was kissed so hard that I opened my mouth slightly. Soon, I was "being kissed".I was forced to kiss dad, a strange man. Kissing with a stranger was like asking a stranger to come and sit in the boudoir. Dad and I kissed at the door of the boudoir for a long time, just like chatting with a stranger for a long time, and then I thought the atmosphere was pretty good, so I invited the stranger to sit in. Just like that, Dad quickly entered through my slightly opened mouth, and then moved around my mouth with his tongue excitedly. Licking my lips, sucking my tongue, and kissing me passionately, I became more and more dizzy, as if I was drunk with a stranger in my boudoir, and followed the stranger's mischief. Indulging with strangers, singing along with strangers Yes, I was drunk, confused, and lost. I started to cooperate with dad, kissing him, kissing him, and sucking his tongue. He is my husband in the game again. I should cooperate with him in everything he does. He should do whatever he does in my courtyard and in my boudoir. "Uh-huh," I screamed. I even opened my eyes and looked at the strange man who entered my body and my mouth at the same time. I stared at Dad, and Dad also stared at me. However, it was strange. The thing is, what I see now is no longer a stranger, but the only man in my eyes and even in my heart. Yes, the man in front of me is the only one. He makes me feel comfortable, and I have the most intimate relationship with him. He was inserting himself into me, holding me with his arms, kissing me with his mouth, and looking at me. Oh my god, if I feel like Dad is a stranger now, wouldn’t I be deceiving myself? No, I feel like I am his woman now. , otherwise why would I let him fuck me, let him touch me, let him kiss me? I became more and more intoxicated by the wet kisses with Dad, and I became more and more active. I started to kiss Dad actively while looking at him, and even Hug his neck, because he is my man at this moment. If I don’t hug him, who will I hug? Yes, I admit it, dad has definitely entered my heart at this moment. My husband is right, dad really once was. It walked into my heart invisibly. Because, whether a woman loves you or not, if she marries a man and is willing to have sex with him without a condom, bear children for him, and kiss him occasionally, this is tantamount to letting this man invisibly. A man walks into the courtyard, into the boudoir, and even the control of the window is given to this man. Then, if this man still cannot get into the heart of this woman, then this man is definitely a fool, like me. From "resistance just now" to obedience now, from obedience to enjoyment. Maybe I have a good mentality, maybe it's easier for me to get into the game because of the game, but no matter what, my dad and I started to have a "like glue" relationship. , so passionately that dad’s seed would still ejaculate into my body, right? If it wasn’t a game, then dad’s seed would sprout in my body regardless of whether I loved dad or not, and I would have to do it for him. I thought about giving birth to a baby with fear and excitement, and then I shouted excitedly: "It feels so comfortable, so comfortable, hubby, hurry up, hurry up, use your big cock to penetrate my Wife hard..." Dad was also very obedient,He laid me flat on the bed, put a pillow under my ass, and started fucking me vigorously. At this time, do you need more words? Dad's big cock was inserted tightly into my body, and my pussy was tightly wrapped around Dad's cock. Dad fucked me hard, and I screamed hard, encouraging Dad. Dad loved me, and he was in my heart, everything. So nice and comfortable. Is this what my husband calls "love that lasts for a long time"? But fortunately, this is just a game. After the passion is over, I will kick Dad out again. I won’t let dad stay in my heart for too long, hehe. After reading Xiaoqiu's message, I SMiled and sent a message: "honey, you are very playful. Then let dad stay in your heart for a few more days. Don't you like strangers going crazy in your boudoir? Then Just give it a try without resTraint and indulgence." Xiaoqiu immediately replied with a message: "Wow, husband, your words are so tempting and confusing. When you say that, I really want my dad to be here. I want to stay in my heart for a few more days, and I also want dad to indulge in my boudoir..."?