stock wife

This was two years ago. At that time, I had just started to learn how to trade stocks, and I was in front of the computer every day. Anyone who has done stocks knows that it is actually very boring in many cases, especially when you buy a stock with full position, but the stock does not rise for several days in a row, sell it, and you feel that it has a future. Sell ​​it, watch the stocks rise every day, and what's even more terrible is that some of them are still ones that you were optimistic about. So, when I buy a stock with full position, I also pray: I hope I won’t be bored in the next few days. However, things that go against your wishes often happen. One day, I bought a full position in a stock. The stock I bought that day could not be sold. Looking at the trend of the market, I became bored. often at this time, it is impossible to leave the computer, so I often waste time playing pool or cards online. But that day, I couldn't muster the interest to play. Out of boredom, I clicked on a ☆☆ and prepared to watch and chat. In ☆☆, there are a lot of names like Qing Wu Fei Yang, Twisting Trees, One Night Love, Phone Passion, etc. It's not very fun to enter a boring ☆☆ when you're bored. So I was about to exit. At this moment, a person named Cheng Chat for a while (female) appeared on the screen. I think online chatting allows us to take off the masks of reality and have real chats. Since no one knows anyone online, why not be more real? So, I clicked Cheng Chat for a while (female) and said: Hello! She is 31 years old, from Hunan, and moved to Guangzhou with her husband. She works as the deputy director of the Office in a unit and has a seven-year-old son. Since we first met each other at ☆☆, we have been in contact through QQ. On QQ, her name is Xiaoyu and I am called Netzhong Eyu. She is not very busy at work, and there is a computer specially provided for her in the work unit, so we can communicate at any time and talk about anything. When she gets results at work, she will let me share her joy immediately; when my stock goes up, we pray together that it will go up again tomorrow. of course, there are times when things go wrong. She often complained that her husband only cared about socializing outside and rarely had a good conversation throughout the year. Her son was very naughty and often ignored her words. And I am often worried about China's capital market. When we are happy, we will be happier after sharing. When we are in a bad mood, we encourage each other until everyone believes that tomorrow will be better. Gradually, if one day the other person does not appear online, I will feel a little worried. In this way, we dated through the Internet for half a year. During this period, I wanted to see her many times, but I also thought, since we already get along very happily, why not maintain the status quo? If you meet and find that the other person is not as good as you imagined, you may lose your original enthusiaSM. So, I thought it was better not to meet each other, after all, this online relationship was hard-won. Later, I worked in a decoration Company. The boss was my classmate. He also liked to speculate in stocks, but he often didn't have time, so we worked together. When the market opened, I kept an eye on the market for him, and he also bought a laptop so that we could work anytime and anywhere when we went out to socialize or do errands. I am happy to be alone in front of the computer for a long timeMove around. One day in May, my classmate’s Company completed the decoration project of a unit. On the day of acceptance, the students specially set up a dozen banquets and invited everyone from Party A’s unit. In order to avoid the suspicion of extravagance, the venue is located in the sky garden of the newly renovated unit, and the food is only self-service hot pot. After night falls, a bright moon rises slowly, the cool breeze of early summer blows, and the newly planted flowers and plants emit bursts of fragrance, which has a unique flavor. The older ladies who arrived were all dressed dignifiedly, while the younger ones gave full play to their youth and dressed up in splendor. A lady sitting at the next table facing me caught my attention. She looked a bit like Tao Hong in the TV series "DA Master". She had long hair pulled up behind her and was wearing a white thin suit skirt. The same white silk shirt. There was no makeup on her face, just a thin layer of lipstick. Dressing in white all over her body was not a good match because it would easily show the imperfections of her skin color. However, her skin was very white, SMooth and delicate, and the white clothes made her look... It looks more noble, elegant and bright. The banquet has begun, and wine is indispensable. My classmates pulled me up and toasted each table from the leadership table to the staff table. It turns out that this unit does not have a chief director yet, the deputy director is the top leader, and the beauty in white is the director's Wife. This surprised me a bit. Normally, even if an official Wife is not domineering, she will make people feel that she is condescending, but from her words and deeds, I could not feel it at all. After a round of toasts, people started eating and drinking. But there are two seats that are always the most lively. One of them is of course the director's seat, and the other is the director's Wife's seat. For the sake of wealth and future, subordinates will generally not miss the opportunity to express themselves in front of the leader. On such an occasion, what you need to do if you want to gain favor from the leader is to toast to the leader. In addition to the director, there is also the Wife. It seems that the director's Wife is not good at drinking. At first she didn't drink at all and only drank soda instead of alcohol. But later, she couldn't resist people's enthusiaSM and drank in SMall glasses. After a few glasses of wine, two red clouds appeared on the lady's fair and tender face, and her SMiling face became even more charming. During this period, there was a scene that I will never forget. After drinking, she may have felt a little hot, so she stood up and took off her clothes. The moment she took off her suit with her hands, her breasts stood up high, and the junction between her breasts and her bra was clear under the thin silk shirt. visible. The banquet lasted for about two hours, and everyone was already tipsy and full. At this time, my classmate came over, handed me the car key and said: After dinner, I will go to sing and sauna with the director and others. It seems that I will have to go straight tonight. It's tomorrow morning. I'll take their car, you can take the director's Wife back, and you can drive Home tonight. The lady was obviously too drunk. She stood up and took a few steps before becoming a little unsteady. When I saw it, I felt bad. We were drinking foreign wine tonight. Usually, if you drink too much foreign wine, it won’t be a big deal when you’re sitting down. But once you stand up, the alcohol will start to take effect, and the stamina will get stronger and stronger. Fortunately, the passage we were walking through happened to have a row of flowers and trees blocking people's view. It would be inappropriate for the director's Wife to appear drunk in front of a group of her husband's subordinates.A good thing. I quickly called a female employee and asked her to help my Wife. Unexpectedly, the female employee did not recover. The two of them were helping each other, but I didn’t know who was helping whom. Fortunately, their drunkenness hadn't really taken off yet, so they got off the elevator and got to the car, and there was finally no trouble along the way. Originally, we were going to let her sit in the back seat, but she said she was prone to motion sickness and preferred to sit in the front seat. In the car, I suggested that if she drank too much, she should ask the female employee to acCompany her back, but the lady kept shaking her head and said with a stiff tongue: I'm fine, don't bother me. Hearing what she said, I couldn't help laughing: It seems that women are the same, they will say it's okay even if they drink too much. Probably because she was afraid of motion sickness, she also lowered the car window. I was embarrassed to tell her that it was not advisable to blow dry after drinking, so I asked for her Home address, thinking it would be best to send her back as soon as possible. Along the way, she said nothing. Twenty minutes later, the car arrived downstairs at her house. This is a newly completed commercial community. Many houses are still being renovated, and few people have moved in. The car stopped, but she didn't move. Was she asleep? So I opened my car door and prepared to go over and open her car door to let her out. Just as the car door opened, the lights inside the car came on, and on the seat to my right was a picture of a drunken beauty. She was wearing a white suit, leaning against the back of the chair, her body tilted towards me, her head resting on the back of her seat on my side, her lower skirt was brought up almost to her thighs as her body sloped down. A large section of her left, round, soft and white thigh wrapped in white transparent stockings was exposed. Her eyes were closed, and a few strands of her hair were stuck to her forehead that was wet with slight sweat. Her chest rose and fell with her breathing. The top button of her silk shirt had been loosened at some point, and from the slightly open neckline, The upper edge of the white bra on the right side and the upper part of the breast that is not covered by the bra are exposed. I couldn't help but stay for a moment. A burst of heat rose up from my Dantian, and my lower body swelled up, pushing up my pants. Just when I was at a loss, she suddenly opened her eyes, quickly fumbled for the car door switch with her right hand, pulled open the car door fiercely, and her body bounced out like a bullet. Her sudden behavior shocked me and I rushed out of the car. I saw her squatting on the ground, vomiting out with a roar from her back, and her body shook as she vomited, so I quickly held her shoulders. The thrilling vomiting lasted for several minutes, and slowly he also vomited out yellow bile. I took out tissue paper and mineral water from the car and handed them to her. She wiped a few handfuls on her face and rinsed her mouth with water. Seeing that she was almost vomiting, I closed the car door, helped her up and walked towards the elevator in the lobby. She said to me vaguely: Sorry, I lost my temper. Her legs were still weak, so I had to wrap my right hand around her back and support her right armpit with my palm, allowing most of her body weight to bear on my right hand. Entering the elevator, pressing the number, the elevator slowly rises. Suddenly, I felt something strange in my right hand. It turned out that my right hand was placed under her armpit, and my four fingers were just holding the outside of her right breast. Her warm, soft and elastic breast was pressing against my fingertips. She closed her eyes slightly, rested her head on my right shoulder, and said nothing. I took the key out of her handbag and fumbled for itThen he opened the door, helped her into the bedroom, took off the suit she was wearing, put her on the bed, and took off her white high heels. After vomiting, her face turned a little pale, and I called out: sister! There was no response, and he probably fell asleep. However, when she vomited, the front of her shirt got a lot wet, and there was a lot of dirt on her skirt. She couldn't do it without changing her clothes, but looking at her like that, she couldn't wake up for the time being. It is impossible for me to change them for her. If she wakes up and realizes that I changed the clothes for her, the consequences will be disastrous. Suddenly I thought, will there be a nanny in this house? So I went around to other rooms, but there was no one there. I returned to the bedroom and saw her pajamas hanging on the chair next to the bed. I looked at the wet shirt on her body and didn't know what to do. Suddenly I remembered that when I was drunk, I often couldn't remember the situation after I woke up. Seeing how deeply she slept, she probably felt that she had changed her clothes when she woke up. That's all... Her silk shirt was very thin, and a large area in the front was wet. It was close to the bra and the skin on the abdomen. The wet shirt became transparent, and the outline of the bra and the skin color of the abdomen were clearly revealed. . I gently unbuttoned her shirt, and as the buttons were unbuttoned one by one, her high breasts wearing a bra and her round and delicate navel were revealed one by one. I pulled the hem of the shirt out of the skirt, then gently pushed her body to lie on her side, gently took her left arm out of the sleeve, pulled down the zipper at the back of her skirt, and then She lay back down. He gently held up her waist and hips with his right hand, slowly pulled her skirt down to her calves, then held up her feet to remove the skirt. I then turned her to lie on her side, took off her shirt completely from her right arm, and finally gently pushed her back to the lying position. At this moment, in front of me, her upper body only had a white one-line bra covering the lower 2/3 of her breasts. The upper parts of her breasts exposed outside the bust were like condensed fat and white jade, glowing with a holy look under the soft light. Light. Slender waist, flat belly. The lower body is wrapped in waist-length white transparent stockings. Inside the stockings is a pair of SMall Underwear, which wraps the slightly raised pubic area. Through the stockings, a few curved hairs are exposed at the edge of the Underwear. Below are the round legs, and the SMall toes are neatly pressed together in the stockings... In the face of beauty, I don't think I can be a saint who can sit still in my arms. My heart feels like a deer, my lower body is erect again, and I really want to untie her. He caressed her breasts with his hands, kissed her lips, peeled off her stockings and Underwear, and entered her body. However, I also know that there are many things in the world that you can only appreciate but cannot act rashly. You are lucky enough to appreciate it, which is already a great blessing for you. She was still sleeping soundly, so I took the clothes beside the bed and carefully put them on for her again. and covered her with a blanket. I picked up her dirty clothes and put them on the chair next to the bed. Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly heard her snort from deep in her throat, and turned around, her body huddled up and her brows furrowed. It may be that the remaining wine is re-energizing... After being drunk and vomiting, it is often very difficult, especially if you drink too much foreign wine. I remembered that whenever I was drunk, my mother would make me a bowl of pepper and egg soup, and after I ate it,It will get better soon. So, I came to the kitchen, so nice! There is pepper! I found an empty bottle, crushed the pepper, took two eggs from the refrigerator, and turned on the gas stove. After a while, the kitchen was filled with the aroma of peppered eggs. A bowl of fragrant pepper and egg soup was ready, and I took it to the bedroom. After finally waking her up, she sat up, still bleary-eyed. She looked around and said: Huh? Am I Home? I said: Yes, the director and the others still have work to do after dinner tonight. I am the one who sent you back. Seeing that you weren't feeling well, I sent you directly to the bedroom to lie down. She pondered for a moment, as if remembering something, and said: I know it was you who sent me back. It seemed that I was drunk and vomiting. I said: You are not drunk, but you may have drank a little too much, and you were a little motion sick when you came back. It is normal to vomit. She was a little confused and lowered her head as if trying to remember something. She saw her pajamas and suddenly said: Did I change the clothes myself when I came back? Fortunately, I was prepared, so I said calmly: Yes, after I helped you into the bedroom, I saw that you vomited out everything you ate. Your stomach must be very empty. I saw pepper in the kitchen and eggs in the refrigerator. , I heard that it is best to drink some pepper and egg soup after drinking wine, so I made you a bowl. When I came in, I found that you had changed your clothes. She raised her head and looked at me. Maybe she saw my sincere look, or maybe she believed that she was not too confused, and her eyes gradually lost their suspicion. I handed the soup in my hand to her, and she took it, with gratitude in her eyes, and said, "I've troubled you all night, but you still have the nerve to make me food." She was really hungry, so she started to eat one bite at a time. While eating, she was talking about how she made this soup for her husband when he came back drunk. The effect was very good, but she had never really drank it except to taste it. Unexpectedly So delicious. Watching her eat it with big mouthfuls, I also felt very happy. After a while, she finished the entire bowl of soup, and her face returned to rosy. At this time, the phone beside the bed rang, and she picked up the phone. The room was very quiet, and I could hear the voice clearly on the phone. It was her husband Calling back. He was already very drunk, and said he had something to do tonight and couldn't come back. He asked her to turn on the computer immediately and go online to send a document. Give someone something urgent. When her husband said he wouldn't come back, a look of dissatisfaction flashed across her face, but she soon regained her composure, maybe she was used to this situation. She muttered: What's so urgent? Can't you send it back to your workplace tomorrow? While turning on the computer in the bedroom. The computer runs very slowly, almost like a Pentium 100 computer running WIN98, but looking at the body, it's quite new. I asked her what the computer's configuration was, and she said she didn't know much about computers. She only knew that it was a Pentium 4 and that she had only bought it half a year ago. I don't think so. How can a Pentium 4 computer be so slow? She said it wasn't that slow before, but it gradually became slower and slower. She didn't know if she had bought a fake. After a while of effort, the document was finally sent. I said to her: If this happens to the computer, it may be a software problem. It is usually not a machine problem. Can you let me take a look? She said: OKAh, I thought it was annoyingly slow. I also discussed with my husband to find a time to ask the computer dealer to take it back for repair, but he kept putting it off. I took the mouse and checked the C drive, what a guy! The space of 100G is only about 30M. It’s strange that it’s not slow. I explained the situation to her and said that the problem could be solved by moving some files to another disk. She asked me: Is it easy to solve? I said: It's okay, it only takes half an hour. She looked at her watch and said: Thank you very much, please help me fix it. So I started to select content from the C drive that could be moved to other drives. She looked at it for a while and said to me: "Don't worry, you can repair it slowly. I'll take a shower first. I'm very dirty and uncomfortable." After everything is selected, the files start moving. There's nothing else I can do for the time being. I looked at the little penguin on the screen and suddenly remembered that I was busy arranging the banquet today. I didn't contact Xiaoyu all day long. I wonder if she thought of me? So I went online, opened QQ, and immediately the sound of beep, beep, beep came from the speaker... Xiaoyu had indeed contacted me and left a message: Where were you today? I won’t be able to see you all day long, so don’t let anything happen! I'm going to a cocktail party after get off work today, and I won't get Home until around 8 o'clock. I hope to see you online then. After reading the message, I couldn't help but feel hot in my heart. It's all my fault. I just need to take some time to surf the Internet in the afternoon. I looked at the watch and saw that it was already past nine o'clock, but Xiaoyu was not online. She probably went Home and saw me online and was gone. I felt a little guilty and started typing to reply to Xiaoyu. At this time, the lady came in after taking a bath. She changed into a pink silk pajamas with dark patterns. There was a belt around her thin waist. Her breasts were raised high, making her even more graceful. Her beautiful hair had already been untied, like It flows down like a waterfall, and the charming fragrance after bathing is exuded all over the body. While combing her hair with a comb, she said to me: Is the machine okay? I said: The computer is automatically moving files and it’s almost ready. I went online to reply to a netizen’s message when I had nothing to do. She laughed and said: The netizen is a female, have you ever met? Is she pretty? As he spoke, he curiously walked closer and looked at the computer screen. I replied while typing: I haven't met her yet, but I think she is pretty good. Suddenly, I felt something strange, so I couldn't help but raise my head and look at her. I saw her eyes wide open, her mouth wide open as she looked at the screen, with a look of surprise on her face, and her hands combing her hair stopped. I was shocked. Is there something wrong? She looked at me, then at the screen, then at me, then she pointed at Xiaoyu’s avatar on the screen and said excitedly: Are you the E-fish in the net? ! I am: Xiaoyu! Suddenly, my mind went blank. I stood up. I looked at her, and she looked at me. The person I had longed for was suddenly in front of me! For a moment I thought I was dreaming. When I came back to my senses and confirmed that this was absolutely true, my heart felt like a raging sea, like thousands of horses galloping. I couldn't help but stretched out my arms and hugged her tightly... The whole world was no longer there. Existed again, as if there were only two of us left. sheHis arms were wrapped around my waist, and his chin rested on my shoulder. Our faces and bodies were pressed together tightly, and our hearts were beating rapidly... It took a long time before we calmed down a little. I hugged her and sat on the bed next to her... She nestled in my arms, her head resting on my arm, her face still flushed with excitement and extremely shy. We all recalled the first time we met online and the interesting things that happened during QQ chat. Her eyes dimmed when she spoke of her husband. She said that in the first few years of marriage, her husband was pretty good to her, but after he moved to another place, he gradually changed. He often did not come Home for dinner, and the husband and Wife rarely had a good conversation after returning. At first, she thought that her husband had just been transferred to another place because he was too busy at work, but later, his husband often stayed away from Home all night, and sometimes even when he came back late at night, he would SMell of a strange perfume. The two of them had quarreled several times over this, but every time, the husband had many reasons to refuse. She asked me: Are all you men like this? When life got better, he started to act misbehaving. This is an embarrassing question for me. This kind of thing really exists in today's society, but I can't say to her: Yes! I said: Maybe the director is really busy at work. If you understand him more, maybe things will get better. In order to escape this embarrassment, I changed the subject: Hey, didn’t you say you have a son? Why don't you see him at Home? Speaking of her son, her eyebrows widened. She said that her son was over 7 years old and was about to enter the second grade. Because the place had just been renovated and she had not had time to transfer him to a nearby School, her Mother-in-law, who had just retired, was temporarily staying in her old residence. Take it with you. She said that her son was very naughty. He used knives to decorate the sofa in his former residence; he painted airplane cannons on the walls with colored pens; he always played with toys and did his Homework at the same time. While eating, his eyes were fixed on the TV; he took a little book into the toilet and wouldn't come out for half an hour without being asked. But sometimes he is very sensible. When his mother is unhappy, he will put the garbage out of the door by himself. When his mother was uncomfortable, he would pour a glass of boiling water and ask her to take medicine; on her birthday last year, his son gave her a painting of a villa with a garden, which read: To my mother, happy birthday! At this point, her eyes turned red, and a crystal tear slid down her cheek from the corner of her eye. After listening to her words, my throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton wool and I was speechless. I could only gently wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes with my hands. She went on to say that she met me online when she felt most helpless and helpless. Every time she talked with me on QQ, she felt a lot more relaxed. Gradually, every time she met someone happy or happy, she felt more relaxed. If they are not happy, they like to chat with me online. At the end, she hugged me gently and said quietly: Many times when I chat with you, I really want to tell you that I really want to see you. Her beautiful hair and body exuded the intoxicating fragrance of a daughter. Her eyes were like a clear pool shrouded in mist, and all kinds of love and affection surged in my heart. I looked at her softly, and she looked at me tenderly. I reached out and gently stroked her cheeks and ears with my whole palm, and slowly combed her temples with my fingers.Show off your hair. She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. I lowered my head and gently kissed her SMooth forehead, curved eyebrows, soft eyelids, and SMall and straight nose with my lips. She opened her mouth slightly, and I kissed her little by little from the left side of her upper lip to the right side of her upper lip, and then from the right side of her lower lip to the left side of her lower lip. Her lips were so soft that I couldn't help kissing her lips deeply and touching her teeth with the tip of my tongue. My tongue was entangled with her SMall and soft tongue in her mouth, sucking each other passionately. Her breath was hot on my face... My hands also traveled between her shoulders, back, chest and abdomen through the thin silk pajamas, and slowly moved up, supporting her with the whole palm of my hand. I held her plump breasts and gently rubbed them with my palms and fingertips. Through the cups of the bra, my hands could still feel the firmness, softness and elasticity of her breasts. Leaving her mouth, my hot lips followed her chin and slid to her neck. Her head tilted back, and my lips wandered between her neck. My hands left her breasts and caressed her flat stomach. When my hand went lower and lower and reached the swollen mons pubis, her legs unconsciously closed together. It was probably the first time she had such intimate contact with a man other than her husband, and she was still not completely relieved. So, I slid my hand to the side and stroked her thigh back and forth more gently

. My lips also kissed behind her ears. The temperature of the skin behind the ears was slightly higher than that on her neck. I kissed up and down the back of her ears, nibbling her earlobe with my teeth. The hot breath from my mouth slowly entered her ears. road. Her breathing quickened and she opened her mouth, letting out a soft sigh and exhaling like blue. Her legs opened unconsciously. I lifted up the hem of her pajamas, swiped my fingers along her inner thighs, and slowly moved upwards, finally touching the edge of her panties. I first ran my fingertips along the edge of her Underwear, and then used my fingertips to gently drag her pubic hair and labia through the thin Underwear. Finally, I covered her entire Vagina with my whole palm, and from the depths of her throat, I , let out a suppressed cry: Ah! The gentle heat of her private parts came from my palm, and my middle finger felt that the Underwear at the vaginal opening was slightly moist. I untied the belt of her pajamas around her waist and flipped her pajamas up. She probably felt what was about to happen, so she obediently raised her hands and let me take off her pajamas over her head. She buried her face in my chest, not daring to look at me. I stroked the satin-SMooth skin of her back with my hands and gently placed her on the bed. At this moment, her body wearing only a bra and panties appeared in front of me again. Her beautiful hair was spread out on the pillow. Under the light, her watery eyes were particularly moving, and her charming breasts rose and fell with her breathing. I took off my clothes, leaving only a pair of Underwear, which was held up by my erect penis. I lay next to her, passed my right hand under her body, and held her in my arms. Our naked bodies pressed against each other. Her body was warm and fragrant, soft as if there were no bones. I kissed her lips, left handAfter unbuttoning the front of her bra, her breasts broke free from the resTraints of the bra and popped out, pressing against my chest. My lips moved from her cheek, through her neck, up and down her cleavage, and the tip of my nose and chin rubbed her breasts respectively. Her nipples were erect due to congestion, like two rubies set in the middle of the white, tender and plump breasts. The pink areolas around the nipples had some millet-like protrusions. I held one of her breasts with one hand, rubbed her nipple with my palm, and rubbed the surrounding area of ​​the breast from outside to inside with my fingertips. The tip of my tongue circled around the areola of her other breast, and teased her nipple from time to time. As my tongue beat, her nipple became harder and harder. Her breathing became rapid again, and the breath coming out of her mouth and nose became heavier. I left her breasts and entered her Underwear from the upper edge of her Underwear. Her pubic hair was very soft, and there was a soft tissue about the size of a soybean in the middle of the pubic hair. I knew it was very sensitive and I didn't dare to touch it easily with my thick fingers. , can only be cared for gently with the palm of your hand. My fingers touched the warm labia. They were very soft and delicate, and I could only fiddle with them very lightly. The lower part of the labia near the vaginal opening has become slippery, and the tip of my middle finger has easily sunk into the opening of the Vagina without using any force. My fingers moved in and out of the warm and slippery hole. On top, I sometimes clamped her nipples with my two lips, swiped them with the tip of my tongue, and then took her entire areola and nipples into my mouth, sucking greedily. Her body began to twist, her breathing became more rapid, and soft moans came from her mouth. I took my right hand out from under her body and sat up. Her thin flesh-colored silk Underwear was already a large piece of wet near her vaginal opening, becoming transparent and sticking to her body. I took off her Underwear, lay between her feet, and kissed my lips from the inside of the ankle, through the inside of the calf, the knee, the inside of the thigh, inch by inch, to the root of the thigh, where my face was far away from her Vagina. Just an inch away. On the raised mons pubis, the dense pubic hair is soft and shiny. The two labia majora are slightly separated, revealing the pink labia minora. From the moist vaginal opening, the love juice flowing out is slowly extending to the perineum below. Where the upper labia meet, the soybean-sized clitoris breaks through the layers of wrinkled walls and stands proudly upright. I stuck out my tongue and put the tip of my tongue directly on the proud clitoris. Suddenly stimulated by this, her whole body was shocked and she couldn't help but said: Ah! cried out. The tip of my tongue circled around the base of the clitoris, sometimes making quick provocations, and sometimes using my lips to hold the entire clitoris, sucking it like a nursing baby. The most sensitive part of her body was strongly stimulated, and her whole body became tense. Her eyes were closed tightly, her head tilted back as hard as she could, her hands grasped the sheets, her chest arched upwards, and her legs bent nervously. After raging on her clitoris for a while, my tongue tip went down and wandered over her labia majora, sometimes licking the surface of her tongue over a large area. The labia minora turned purple and swollen due to congestion. . Some of the love juice flowing out from the vaginal opening dripped down along the perineum and onto the sheets, and some of it was brought up by my tongue. Her entire Vagina was dripping wet. I put my face close to her Vagina and touched her with the tip of my noseTouching the clitoris lightly, I tensed up the muscles of my tongue, and inserted my tongue into her Vagina in a cylindrical shape, moving in and out of her Vagina. At the same time, the tip of my tongue teased the folds of the vaginal wall left and right, up and down. She was extremely aroused, her body twisted violently, her hips swayed from side to side, and she kept Moaning from her mouth. Finally she couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed my shoulders with both hands and pulled me up hard. I was also on the verge of an arrow. I took off my Underwear, leaned forward, propped up my body with my right hand, and held my already raging penis with my left hand. I pressed the swollen glans against the vaginal opening. She held her breath and moved my hips forward. , the entire penis entered her body, and the glans reached directly to her center! The unbearable emptiness was finally filled, she said: Ah! uttered a long groan. She was warm and slippery inside, and my penis was tightly enveloped by the vaginal walls. In order to let her fully experience the feeling of fullness, I stopped for a moment before starting to move. I slowly withdrew to the vaginal opening, and then entered quickly. The frequency gradually increased, and the intensity gradually increased. My pubic bone hit her mons pubis quickly, Send: Bang! Snap! sound. She closed her eyes and said: Oh my God! Oh my gosh! She screamed, her hands on my waist, her breasts trembling as I moved in and out quickly. Suddenly, her whole body convulsed, and she held me tightly with both hands. The Vagina surrounding my penis contracted, and a stream of hot liquid poured on my glans... She reached climax. I almost lost my armor. I immediately slashed my head, my glans pressed against her swan, motionless. I leaned down close to her body, kissed her mouth with my lips, and stuck out my tongue. She held my neck tightly with her hands and sucked my tongue forcefully deep into her mouth. Slowly, her Vagina stopped contracting and her body softened. While kissing her, I stroked her enlarged breasts with my hands, and my lower body began to move again. After her eruption just now, the Vagina became warmer and SMoother. I moved in and out gently, savoring the intoxicating comfort. Then I withdrew to the vaginal opening, and rubbed the glans lightly against the vaginal opening, once, twice... When I counted to nine, she was already itching unbearably, and I suddenly entered deeply, and she couldn't help but: Ah! There was a sound. Deep in the depths, I paused for a moment and then returned to the vaginal opening, eight shallow and one deep, seven shallow and one deep... She also became tacitly understanding. Whenever I was about to go deep, she would hold her breath and raise her buttocks to welcome me. My sprint. After a few back and forth, she began to get excited again, and the cervix deep in her Vagina began to harden again. I was deep inside her, no longer withdrawing, my penis was moving in a circular motion inside her body, and my glans was moving in circles to massage her center. I put my hands under her buttocks and rubbed her buttocks vigorously while my middle fingers massaged the slippery perineum. She happily enjoyed the full stimulation inside her body. I stopped grinding, raised my horse and whip, and began to sprint quickly and deeply. The sound of our bodies colliding sounded again in the room! Snap! Voice. Her emotions were getting higher and higher, her beautiful hair swaying from side to side as her head swayed, her mouth was shouting without emotion, and her body was twisted like a snake. My rhythm was getting faster and faster, my penis was getting harder and harder, and my glans was getting hotter and hotter. Finally, her hands hugged me tightly, and her body arched again, and with the contraction of her vaginal muscles,Hot fluid spurted out from the mouth of the uterus again... My glans was numb, and with the huge Pleasure, a stream of hot and concentrated Semen spurted out, pouring on her heart one by one... Until now, almost two years have passed. . Due to the business relationship between my classmate and her husband, we have not seen each other since that night and can only express our feelings to each other online. Not long after, she and her son arrived in the United States. They were too busy with work and couldn't use the Internet often. Occasionally, we also communicate through the Internet, but I know that the previous online feelings and the lingering love of that night can only exist deeply in the depths of my memory. I was thinking again: It would be great if I met another confidante online...