Reading is much faster than writing. When I finished reading, Xiaoqiu was still there. Sometimes she was racking her brains and sitting at the computer desk with her chin clenched, thinking hard. Sometimes, she opened the notepad and was browsing something. All in all, it took me a long time to write a few lines. I saw that it was still early and Xiaoqiu showed no signs of going to sleep, so I opened the second diary. In fact, Xiaoqiu only wrote two articles in those days. At that time, I thought that Xiaoqiu was too busy. After all, she had to go to the supermarket during the day, cook for me at night, and purchase goods and help out. After installing a water boiler, I had to collect some firewood and burn it as a last resort. However, I didn’t know that even writing a diary was much more difficult than I imagined. Besides, Xiaoqiu wrote carefully enough and basically recalled all the past events of last year. I lay on the pillow and thought about it for a while, and then felt that I had nothing to do, so I continued reading. I saw that Xiaoqiu had written another long title called "My Confession: The first time I Became SMart." Playing tricks". I looked at the title and thought it was a bit funny for no reason, so I continued reading. Xiaoqiu wrote: Oh, I don’t know where to start, so I’ll start from the beginning: Remember last year, my father-in-law went to a relative’s house for a wedding banquet , my husband worked overtime and couldn't pick up my father-in-law, so I accidentally rode a battery car to pick up my father-in-law. However, it was God's will. On a whim that day, I wore a suspender belt, and it rained again later, so my father-in-law and I could only stagger and squeeze on the SMall battery car. The most terrifying thing was that because "men and women are not allowed to have sex," and I was dressed so sexy, my father-in-law actually got an erection. I was completely frightened at the time. I thought that the nightmare would soon be over, but I didn't expect that the nightmare had just begun. Because, after that unintentional coincidence, my father-in-law’s box of desire was probably opened. He actually used my Underwear to masturbate and was hit by me. of course, my father-in-law also apologized, but later he was actually arrested for soliciting prostitution. After that, my life was never peaceful again. My father was clamoring to go out and open the door, probably because he wanted to avoid me. However, my husband's idea at this time was even more bizarre: he actually asked me to satisfy my father's desires, and he also said that he was letting me enjoy taboo Pleasure, killing two birds with one stone. To be honest, I am not scolding my husband, but this is indeed my mood at the time. I thought my husband was really weird. However, I am your little Wife, and I will definitely listen to what you say, so I bit the bullet and agreed to try to do it. Don’t get me wrong, saying so many bad things about my husband is really not an excuse for myself, nor is it a shirk of responsibility, because even if I know the consequences now and are asked to make a new choice, I still choose to listen to my husband. Because as my husband said, no matter how weird the road is, no matter how ups and downs it will be in the future, or whether it will be rough, we will love each other and move forward hand in hand. The fact is just as my husband originally imagined. Although my current life has been ruined by my willfulness, it has indeed brought me memories that will last a lifetime. I have experienced many ups and downs that people who stick to the rules cannot experience. What else in the world is better than taking risks with the one you love?What about happier ones? So, I really don’t regret it, because I believe in my husband, especially after going through this incident, I am more willing to believe in my husband. Only now do I truly understand that since a woman chooses to marry the person she loves, she is willing to commit herself to him for the rest of her life. In fact, after being married to my husband for so many years, my husband has always protected me and allowed me to sit SMoothly on the boat. No matter how windy or rainy it is outside, my husband will always create a scene where the sea is calm and the sun is shining brightly. For example, after being drugged by my father-in-law, I was Trained to doubt life and feel that I was despicable. It was my husband who calmly held back his anger, and then I discovered that it was my father-in-law who had drugged me, and that was why I was so lewd. Afterwards, he stepped forward to settle the score with his father, and then took me on a sightseeing tour to make me happy, completely making me forget that I had been raped and was not harmed at all. Later, when I learned that I couldn’t help but scream out when I climaxed, I came up with a wonderful way so that I would no longer be embarrassed in front of my father-in-law. The most important thing is that there are many foresights. They always remind me not to overdo it, and always educate me that it is okay to be lewd, but there must be a bottom line. But at the time, I was still gloating about my misfortune, thinking that my husband was jealous. So, soon, I got carried away and jumped out of my husband's boat. I wanted to jump into the water alone and have fun and indulge. husband, you didn’t blame me at this time. Instead, you reminded me that there might be sharks or leeches in the water. But at that time, I was still immersed in the novelty of playing in the water, and turned a deaf ear to my husband’s words. For example, under the protection of my husband, when I got along with my father-in-law and it was no longer so awkward, I suddenly started to make my own decisions and wanted to go out on my own. I even asked my husband not to come back and wanted to play alone with my father-in-law for a while. The most important thing is that after playing it, I still lied. Now, I will tell my husband the true story of that time: It has been a long time, but after I re-read the diary I wrote (compare Chapter 41/42 /Chapter 43), I found that those processes are still vivid in my mind: That night, my husband pretended to work overtime, and my father-in-law immediately SMelled "fighter" and said that it was almost 20 days and he was suffocated. So I satisfied my father-in-law once by being "reasonable". However, I didn’t expect that after finishing the work, watching my father-in-law take a shower in the Bathroom actually made me feel aroused. I actually wanted to indulge even more. It felt like fishing with my husband on the boat was not enough and I had to go there in person. Catching fish in the river makes you happy when you get wet. That night, it was indeed the case. I called to prevent my husband from coming back, and then I handed myself over to my father-in-law, just like abandoning my husband, jumping out of the boat and throwing myself in the middle of the river. The result is inevitable. If you jump into the river, you will get wet all over. If you take the initiative to hand yourself over to the father-in-law, you will lose all your positions. Yes, I lost everything. Looking back now, it is still so creepy, but it is also exciting and dizzying. I remember that before that night, I was still covering my head with a thick quilt, and I didn’t take off the clothes above, and I was coquettishly having sex with my father-in-law. However, that night, I took the initiative to let my father-in-law sleep with meNext to me, I stripped down to my pajamas, and then covered myself with a quilt with my father-in-law. I still remember the awkwardness with my father-in-law under the quilt. I also remember that every time my father-in-law touched me lightly, I would feel nervous. Jump out quickly, after all, this is the first time I have slept with a second man besides my Family and husband. of course, I even remember that after my father-in-law climbed into my bed, he came closer to me little by little, and then talked to me happily and happily. And it was the same for me. For the first time, I followed a "strange" man, pillowed on a pillow, and listened to this man whispering and even telling me adult jokes. Soon, I became confused and fascinated, just like I felt it was fun when I entered the river, and then I greedily walked to the middle of the river. of course, something terrible happened next. For the first time, I let my father-in-law touch my breasts while I was awake. I even let my father-in-law touch my breasts. I still remember the trembling excitement when my father-in-law put his palms on my breasts. And I had the same reaction at the time. My breasts were like fireworks, blooming beautifully and violently. Even thinking about it at a certain time in the future, my breasts will feel numb for a while, and then hard against the bra, just like my nipples were getting hard little by little in the hands of my father-in-law. Later, the father-in-law used no condom again, and the little sister received special care from the father-in-law, licking her with his mouth and fucking her with his hands. In fact, these are nothing. Since the father-in-law must be satisfied, the following has already explained it. But, that night, I confessed my whole body. I indulged my father-in-law and touched my breasts through my clothes. At that time, I comforted myself that letting my father-in-law touch my breasts through my clothes was not a loss of ground. But now I think about it, at that time, my father-in-law kissed and rubbed my breasts through my thin pajamas, and even poured red wine on them, making my breasts stand out in a majestic way. I can still recall the "squeak" sound my father-in-law made when he bit my nipple with his teeth through my clothes. What’s the difference between doing this and taking off your clothes? There is no essential difference between being touched by a father-in-law through clothes and being penetrated by a man while wearing a condom. Her breasts were "almost lost" to her father-in-law. There is a saying that goes, winter is here, can spring be far behind? So if your father-in-law touched your breasts through your clothes, is it still far from being naked and touched by your father-in-law? However, I didn’t expect that this would happen so quickly. Not only did my father-in-law touch my breasts, but I also “lost all my territory.” Because I agreed to stay with my father-in-law all night, I turned off the lights. When it was late at night, my father-in-law completely There were no bones left after I ate it, as if I was trapped in the middle of the lake in the middle of the night and then eaten alone by a shark, helpless but silent. Because, in the middle of the night, what I did with my father-in-law under the quilt was really a bit "unbearable to look back on." I remember that in the middle of the night, my father-in-law woke me up first. At first, he only caressed my breasts lightly, and caressed my little sister gently. However, soon, my father-in-law became dishonest and actually wrote on my Underwear. Every time he wrote, he either touched my labia or my little bean, so he shocked me to death. I thought to myself at that time, although my father-in-lawThe level of education is not high, but he is greater than those great poets and writers, because you can usually recite poems to women, but if you have to recite poems to women in bed, then what fun is there. It would be more interesting for my father-in-law to be so naughty and write some obscene words on my little sister. husband, actually I have always wanted to say that I still like you to be rude to me, but I have never had the courage to say it. Today I finally made up my mind to tell you. Whether you like it or not, this is your Wife’s true inner thoughts. In bed, he was very kind and gentlemanly to me, but what I remember most is when my father-in-law tore off my Underwear tyrannically and wrote on my little sister in a bad way. In this way, I wanted to be indulgent, my father-in-law was very clever, and the two of them had an invisible "similar affinity", which made me fall down very quickly. Because, my father-in-law no longer teased my little sister, but instead focused on my breasts. One hand first touched my breasts from the outside, but the other hand had already reached in, caressing my breasts unscrupulously, and even drained my Semen. Coated my breasts. And I, in the dark night, no longer know what resistance means, just like being dragged into the water by a shark in the middle of the lake in the middle of the night, and being at the mercy of others. Soon, my father-in-law bit my breast quickly and hard. It was as frightening as being bitten by a shark. I felt like I was about to die. The saddest thing was that she couldn't die. Instead, her father-in-law licked her breasts all over, and her nipples were numbed by her father-in-law. I will never forget the excitement that night when my father-in-law was chewing on my breasts while ravaging them with his big hands. At that time, I was also confused by my own boldness and my father-in-law's tricks. Especially when I think of my husband anxiously watching me struggling in the lake on the boat, I feel pain and joy. Therefore, instead of resisting, I allowed the shark to drag me deeper. For example, I allowed my father-in-law to hold my little hand and touch his big cock. My mentality was as if I knew the shark was going to drag me deeper. If it eats me, I will kiss it on the mouth. I also knew that my father-in-law’s big cock wanted to fuck me, but I carefully touched my father-in-law’s big cock, even comforted the big cock, caressed the big cock, loved the big cock, I just hoped that the big cock would be harder, and I would do it later. more comfortable. However, I didn’t have to wait much longer. I first used the glans of the glans to say hello to the little sister, and then inserted it little by little. What's worse is that unlike my husband, my father is very bad in bed. He will penetrate and lick Xiaodoudou. After licking Xiaodoudou, he will penetrate her for a while. It almost kills me. It's like cutting you once, adding some salt to your wound, and then cutting you again. I thought this was very fatal, but I didn't expect that there was something even more fatal. There is a sentence in "Let the Bullets Fly" called "killing people to kill the heart", but my father-in-law directly "skinned and cramped" me, actually thinking that cutting me was not enough, He also had to peel off my skin and cramp me, and then stripped me naked and fucked me. And do I still have the sense to refuse? Still want to refuse? At that time, I didn’t want to go boating on the lake with my husband, admire the flowers and the moon, I just wanted to be buried under the sea with the sharks, andHe also wants to strip naked and die at the bottom of the sea with sharks. Therefore, I still remember the lustful and exciting feeling after being stripped naked by my father-in-law: two naked bodies, naked under the quilt, having passionate intercourse together. I could clearly feel that my delicate body was being crushed and penetrated by a completely different body. Later, an incredible scene occurred. The shark no longer wanted to eat me, but began to kiss me. What does this look like? It's like a gangster kidnapped you, said he was going to kill you, and ravaged you in every possible way, but suddenly said he wouldn't kill you and wanted to fall in love with you. But at that time, you had been tortured by the gangsters so much that you lost your soul and became the gangsters' puppet. You became an empty shell, a walking corpse and a walking corpse. You would only listen to the gangsters' words obediently. So, I followed my father-in-law's wishes and kissed him with our tongues, and we kissed him till the sky was dark. It felt like agreeing to fall in love with a gangster or agree to be his girlfriend. of course, my husband keeps asking me, saying that I have said before that I only kiss the people I love. However, I do not love my father-in-law. On the contrary, it may be the kind of sinful kiss that is completely different from love. In other words, it was the devil inside who was kissing. But, no matter what, that night, I did kiss my father-in-law, and afterward, I didn’t dare to tell my husband, so I started to say something deliberately: The process was not that exaggerated. I let my husband figure out clothes, and he avoids talking about kissing and just brushes it off. Therefore, I felt that I was just being SMart, just like my father-in-law touching my breasts through my clothes. I comforted myself that this was not a real touch. At that time, my mentality was the same, and I comforted myself, thinking that I was not hiding anything by making the process ambiguous and letting my husband experience it for himself. Therefore, this kind of self-deception is simply an excuse to comfort yourself after lying. After learning from the pain, I will not tell any lies to my husband this time. The above is my true feelings at the time. Maybe my husband will be curious. I wrote the process in such a lustful and exciting way. Do I still have any shame? Dear husband, I want to say that I will not pretend to be pitiful and deny that I was unhappy when I did something wrong with my father-in-law. If I do this, it means that I am still lying to you. Moreover, I want to tell you that when I did it with my father-in-law, it was really exciting and I felt like dying. Looking back now, it still makes my heart surge. husband, don’t rush to say that I have no shame. Because, let me be proud first. Putting aside worldly opinions, how many women in the world can enjoy the forbidden Pleasure of me? Yes, some people may say that you are a bitch. Having sex with your husband is not enough, and you want to covet the taboo Pleasure of having sex with your father-in-law. Actually, hubby, you know that the first time I gave it to you, it was also with your development that I got better and better at playing. Not only do I have Pleasure with my husband, but I also have many beautiful memories, such as: The Pleasure of tasting the forbidden fruit for the first time; The Pleasure of taking risks in the field; After breaking through many obstacles, I achieved righteousness with my husband.Pleasure; there is the joy of marrying my husband for the first time and becoming his Wife; there are also indescribable Pleasures big and SMall. However, only my husband, who loves me the most, knows that there are some Pleasures that he cannot give me no matter what. For example, this kind of taboo Pleasure can never be achieved by my husband himself. But, it doesn’t matter, because husband, you don’t even know how much you love me,
In order for me to experience the world For more joy, he is willing to humiliate himself and let me bloom into the most brilliant flower. Many people are very secretive about the fetish of adulterous wives. In fact, I have also learned about it, and one of them said this:. As far as I know, most people who have Wife fetishes don't not love their wives, but love them very much, so they would rather wrong themselves and let their wives taste the joy of sex. It is precisely because of their extraordinary love for their wives that they feel unparalleled excitement when their wives cheat. of course, there is another exception, which is the exception of simply treating your Wife as a plaything. Only now do I understand, isn’t that what my husband is like? He is a rational person and knows that no matter how hard he tries, he cannot give me some Pleasure. Therefore, he is willing to humiliate himself and let me experience this kind of happiness. So, husband, you don’t need to be modest or say anything, you just have a touch of Wife lust. I want to say, no matter what others think, I feel that husband, you just have a deep “Wife love habit”. You do suffer from the serious problem of loving me deeply. Fetish, because you love your Wife more than many people. Therefore, I don’t feel ashamed, but feel honored, because some husbands don’t let their wives talk to the opposite sex, which is a bastard. There are also some husbands who transform their wives into textbook wives and mothers. In my opinion, this is actually a selfish and fake excuse, but they just want to maintain the dignity of men. But only my husband respects me from the bottom of his heart and allows me to choose freely and live out my truest self. Therefore, I am not ashamed at all, at least in front of my husband. I don’t want to be hypocritically ashamed. On the contrary, my husband does not need to be modest. You just have a deep "love for your Wife". of course, I will also wonder if my desires are too great. Most women actually live a quiet life with their husbands, but isn't that nice? Later, when I recalled it, I realized that it was my husband who loved me deeply and couldn’t bear to let me wither so quickly or let me bloom in an ordinary way. Only when my husband loves me will he be willing to give me all the most wonderful feelings in the world. I think a husband who doesn’t love you will only treat you as a private property. They don’t love you, but love their own private property. My husband really loves me. I remember you often said that as long as I bloom beautifully, you don’t care if others add a little fertilizer occasionally. of course, husband, you are so kind to me, of course I should cherish it more. In the past, you often said "It's good that you are happy", but now I want to say "It's good that you make the decision". If you want me to be happy, To attract bees and butterflies, I will drive like a monsterYan; if you want me to be a good Wife and mother at Home, I will only bloom for you. From now on, I will listen to you and be willing to do so. husband, don’t be surprised why I suddenly saw so clearly, because it has something to do with what I want to confess next. Signature: Love you Xiaoqiu
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