The limits of a slutty wife

Chapter Six: training on the Soft Sleeper Picking up the yellowed straw rope on the table, a wave of anger rushed towards me, and there were still faintly visible dry white stains on it. Although there are still a few rough thorns on the rope, most of it has been polished, which shows that it has been used by its owner for a long time. "Before, you said that Uncle Duan hung you on the old tree. Is this what he used?" I looked at Ying'er and asked. "Yeah." Ying'er blushed, not daring to look directly into my eyes, and nodded. "Then do you have to teach your husband how to use it?" "How do I know about these perverted men's gadgets? You... just use it however you like." Ying'er became even more embarrassed, her voice sounded like a mosquito Similar. "Hey... I will regret less when I use the book!" I thought to myself, although my experience in appreciating Japanese SM AV has reached the "black level" level, this is the first time that I have put my theory into practice. I ran through countless AV clips in my mind and decided to do a simple ghost bondage first. Firstly, I was afraid that I would make a fool of myself in front of Ying'er, and secondly, I wasn't too interested in rope bondage in SM. Tie it into a beautiful shape, but it makes Ying'er feel physically resTrained and mentally aware of her identity as a Trained person. After all, our relationship has just begun. "The white spots on the rope are. What?" I brought the rope closer to Ying'er's nose. "Stop making trouble... little pervert..." Ying'er said while hiding, "I won't tell you... you... you clearly know what those are..." "Hey... Wife... "How come you still don't know what your husband wants?" I sat down on the sleeper a little disappointed. Ying'er noticed that I had stopped and was a little at a loss. She ran over and hugged my arm and said, "husband... husband... don't be angry with me... You can do whatever you want, just tell me. I...I will try my best." "I know I may be far behind Uncle Duan in this regard." Ying'er blushed again when she heard the name. "But you are my Wife, and I don't want to hurt you. , so I don’t dare to go too far. In fact, I just enjoy your reaction. Seeing a good girl in everyone’s eyes turn into a slut who can do everything she wants. This gap makes me very happy. "Sense of accomplishment" "Well... I understand... I will try my best to cooperate with my husband in the future..." Ying'er shook my arm and said coquettishly, "Well, hubby, aren't you angry anymore?" "I didn't originally either. I'm angry. Actually, I think it's really good for the two of us to be like this now. We can say anything and let each other know what we think." I kissed Yinger's little mouth and said with a SMile. "Well, hubby." Ying'er looked at me with big eyes and said, "Actually... you don't have to be afraid of hurting me... I can bear it..." Is this a hint to me? I thought to myself, what are you waiting for? Let’s go. I took off Ying'er's stockings in a few strokes, folded the rope in half and put it around her neck, letting the rope hang down from both sides of her shoulders. Then on Yinger’s collarbone, cleavage, navel, and pubic boneEach tied in a knot, and finally strangled from the crotch to the back. When Cong Ying'er strangled her cunt, she also deliberately pressed the two labia with a rope. "Ah..." Ying'er called out softly. "Did it hurt you?" "No... no..." Yinger's breathing gradually became faster. I didn't stop, and I put the rope behind Yinger up her spine, corresponding to the rope in front of her. The knot is also made into four buckles at the back, and finally passes through the rope at the back of the neck. Then divide the rope into two strands, stretch them from the armpits to the front of the body, and then pass them through the knots in front of and behind the body. Tighten the rope while adjusting the position of the rope. You can hear Ying every time you tighten it. With my son's soft cry, I gradually felt the Pleasure of being tied up with the rope. Ying'er, who was tied up tightly, had blushing cheeks and looked even more charming. The two big breasts were tightened by the rope, and the engorged areolas and nipples shaking the nipples made people have the urge to take a bite. At the same time, a stream of transparent vaginal fluid seeped out of Ying'er's Vagina and slowly stayed along her thighs. "honey, you are so beautiful." I admired from the bottom of my heart. Yinger lowered her head in embarrassment. "How about now, can you tell your husband what the white spots on the rope are?" I laughed. "Well... yes... it's mine and my mother's... slutty... slutty water..." Ying'er said in a low voice, "Louder, my husband can't hear you." "Yes... it's me. sex with mom!!" Ying'er gritted her teeth and shouted, "Yes. Look, this is the real Ying'er. My husband wants to see the real you." I took it out of Ying'er's makeup bag. Baby oil dripped on Ying'er's collarbone. Watching the baby oil slowly flowing down the cleavage, I resTrained my desire, dipped my hands in the oil, and SMeared Yinger's body. "Hmm... It's so comfortable... husband..." "How is my binding? Do you like it?" I asked "Hmm... I like it..." Ying'er turned around, her lips slightly raised. , searching my lips, "What if it's better than Uncle Duan's?" Every time she heard this name, Yinger had a more or less reaction, "... You are better than him... He tied me very tightly." "Ying'er is telling the truth, I still can't be cruel, and I may never be able to be cruel, because of my pity for Ying'er. I gradually felt in my heart that we needed another person, an Uncle Duan, but this thought was fleeting, and Yinger and I were not ready yet. My hand wandering around Yinger's body finally stopped on her Vagina. The middle finger and ring finger of my right hand, lubricated by Yinger's overflowing vaginal fluid, slid into Yinger's Vagina without any resistance, and my thumb Taking her Semen, he gently rubbed it around his clitoris. The Vagina tightened by the straw rope wrapped more tightly around my fingers. I chose not to directly stimulate the clitoris, because the stimulation of Ying'er's desire is like boiling soup over a slow fire. Only when the temperature rises slowly can it be intense and lasting. "Oh... Oh... husband... I feel so comfortable... Now... go a little deeper inside, okay?" Ying'er has gradually gone into heat. At this time, I was thinkingI'm looking for the next training point. It's not what I want to let Ying'er reach climax easily. It's even a taboo for training to let her reach climax. I can only let her wander on the edge of climax, but she can't always reach that high point. , will make her show her lustful attitude. "The next stop is XXX. Due to the delay of the Train in front occupying this Train track, the Train will stay at XXX station for one hour. This will cause you inconvenience..." Before the broadcast ended, I had a complete training plan in my mind. Already taking shape. I swept away everything on the dining table, then picked up Ying'er and said, "Come on, little slut, let's put on a show for my husband." As I said that, I put Ying'er, who was screaming in surprise, on the dining table. "After graduating from high School, my husband hasn't seen you dance Xinjiang dance. At that time, all the boys in the class were fascinated by your dance, haha... Do you know? How awesome was I in School at that time? I She is the public enemy of all the boys in the School! "Although Yinger does not have Uyghur ancestry, she was born when her mother joined a team in Xinjiang. Maybe it is just that a person is raised by one person. Yinger's high nose bridge and slightly sunken eye sockets add to the With her fair skin, many people mistakenly thought she was a Uyghur girl. So the School music Teacher once came to our class and designated her by name to learn Xinjiang dance. Every time there is a School anniversary event or leadership inspection, Ying'er will be called away from the class to perform. ReCalling these bits and pieces from that year, I am still excited. "After all these years, have you forgotten?" I deliberately provoked her. "No! How could you forget after practicing for so long? Besides, you didn't ask me to jump for you?" Ying'er stepped on 15cm high heels, turned her back to the car window, and stood up from the table carefully. "Well, husband, you have to be careful this time~" Ying'er cleared her throat, hummed Xinjiang dance music, and moved her body to the rhythm. Ying'er jumped more and more vigorously. I looked up and saw that I didn't know what she was dancing about. All he saw was a charming woman with her waist tied up with a straw rope, shaking the bells on her breasts, wearing ultra-high transparent thick-soled sandals, twisting her waist on the dining table. Sitting aside, I gradually lost my sense of space. This narrow soft sleeper box had turned into a striptease nightclub on the streets of Shinjuku. Ying'er was no longer my shy fiancée, but had become a pervert Japanese old man who flirted with her. Strippers. The lights outside the car window gradually turned on, and I knew that the Train was almost arriving. Ying'er was still immersed in the melodious and exotic melody of Xinjiang dance music, completely unaware of the changes outside. The speed of the Train gradually slowed down, and several figures waiting on the platform passed in front of the window. Then there were the harsh friction sounds of brake pads and the sound of cars hitting each other from underneath the car. The Train stopped here. A SMall station in Shandong. I don’t know whether I should be happy or disappointed. There are really too few passengers changing Trains at this SMall rural station. Our live erotic show in the soft sleeper box did not attract the attention of anyone waiting for the Train on the platform.Just when I was struggling with how to continue, something suddenly knocked on the car window three times. Ying'er screamed, jumped down from the table, and hid on the berth next to her. "Dong dong dong" sounded three more times. I took a closer look and saw that it was a wooden stick. Looking at Yinger next to her, she was so frightened that her face turned pale. "Who is it?" I opened the car window and stuck my head out. "Brother, do you want mineral water?" Under the dim light of the platform, I saw a boy of 13 or 4 years old, wearing an old military uniform stained with dirt, standing outside the car window holding a long stick. The Train window was too high for him, so he must have knocked it with the stick. "No! No!" I waved my hand at him shamelessly, thinking that you little brat almost ruined my mood. "I also have braised chicken and Erguotou, Brother, how about that?" The kid had no intention of leaving. I was about to curse, but then I thought, holy shit, isn't this a training opportunity given to me by God. "You have braised chicken, how do you sell it?" "Brother, you want braised chicken, right? Just wait, I'll get it for you." He ran away before I could say anything. I poked my head outside and saw that there was no one on the platform at this SMall station. It was already late at night and most of the passengers had fallen asleep. I thought to myself that it is not easy for this child to still sell things so late in order to make a living. I will reward you today. "Don't buy random things from outside, be careful of eating them," Ying'er complained from the side. "I won't eat it." I SMiled evilly. "Then why did you buy it? I won't eat it." Ying'er said, "Because this is your next mission." I said as I picked up Ying'er from the berth. "I want you." Go buy it from him." I paused, "But you can't use money, hehe." After saying that, I put the struggling Ying'er back on the dining table. "husband... I'm afraid..." Ying'er knelt on the dining table, folded her arms and huddled up. But she still learned the lesson from my previous temper tantrum and did not dare to jump off the table without authorization. "My husband wants to see how you can buy this braised chicken for free today. Don't be afraid, that's just a 13- or 4-year-old kid. You can do whatever you want..." I knew Ying'er had concerns, so I continued, " Think about it, there are so many people in China, in such a SMall station in the wilderness, the chance of you meeting this kid again in your life is SMaller than winning the sports lottery. What do you have to worry about? Besides, he can't get in? , I can’t really do anything to you. Even if he comes up, won’t you still have your husband to protect you?” Ying’er knows that she can’t defeat me, and this is a very exciting way to play. What’s more important is that she has her previous Vagina. The exciting foreshadowing stimulated Ying'er's lust, causing her to slowly open her arms that covered her breasts. I grabbed her big breasts from behind and ravaged them like a child showing off a toy to a friend. I rubbed Yinger's perineum and moist vaginal opening with my other hand. "Oh...husband..." Ying'er moaned softly and closed her eyes. Seeing a figure running towards me in the distance, I hid behind the curtain on one side of my body.noodle. "Here comes the braised chicken." Ying'er was startled and reflexively covered her breasts with her hands. "Huh? Where's the big Brother?" the child asked. I pointed to myself and shook my hand. Ying'er understood. "Oh...he...he's not here...he went to the toilet" "Then this braised chicken..." The child lowered his head, as if he hadn't noticed anything wrong with the woman in front of him. . I motioned Ying'er to take her hand away. Ying'er looked at me with a red face, then looked at the child, then she became cruel and slowly moved her hand away. "It doesn't matter, you can sell it to me." The boy raised his head happily and saw Ying'er, who was naked from the waist up. He said "Ah!" and took two steps back in fright. My fingers inserted into Ying'er's Vagina were clearly visible. Feeling a contraction in her Vagina, Ying'er's lust was aroused... "You... don't run away, I want your Dick." Ying'er stuck her head out and exposed her big breasts outside the window. "sister...sister...where are your clothes? Why are you tied up..." The boy was dumbfounded and probably didn't even know what he was talking about. "Oh, it's okay. This rope is... my sister's clothes... doesn't it look good?" Ying'er glanced at me next to her and deliberately pushed her breasts up with her hands. I raised my thumb to express it. Appreciated. "Okay...it looks good." Although the boy was a little embarrassed, his eyes never left Ying'er's two big breasts. "Little Brother...sister wants to discuss something with you." Ying'er swung her hair back and tied it into a ponytail. The breast bells on her chest jingled with her movements, which was very nice. . The boy had been stunned for a long time. This was perhaps the most beautiful city girl he had ever seen in his life. I opened a SMall slit in the curtain, and under the reflection of the bright lights in the carriage, I could clearly see that a SMall tent had been set up on the boy's crotch. "My sister wants to eat braised chicken, but...but she doesn't have any money. Can you give the braised chicken to her?" Seeing that the boy posed no threat to her, Ying'er gradually let go of her psychological barriers and slowly entered the role. "This...this...isn't quite..." the child stammered. I gestured to Yinger and pointed at her breasts. Ying'er hesitated for a moment, then moved her body towards the car window and stuck her whole breast out of the car window. "Come on, little Brother, don't you like your sister's clothes? sister, let me touch it for you. If you feel good, , Just give the braised chicken to your sister, okay?" The boy looked at the two big breasts hanging from the car window, and there were two dangling bells on them. He had never seen such a formation, standing there stupidly. land. "Come on, don't be afraid, sister asked you to touch it." Ying'er poked out again, and I pulled the straw rope around Ying'er from behind, fearing that she would fall out of the car window. The pulled ghost armor squeezed Ying'er's chest, and her two big breasts became more tender and attractive because of the congestion. The boy stood up on tiptoes tremblingly, stretched his little hand to the highest point, and grabbed one of Yinger's big breasts. "Ah!!!" Ying'er screamed softly, followed by another stream of SemenIt flowed down the side of the thigh. This is the first time Yinger has been violated by another man (boy?) in front of me. It feels so weird. There was no feeling of jealousy, but only unlimited sexual excitement. I was even more convinced that this was the feeling I was looking for. Ying'er looked at me panting heavily, with an indescribable sense of accomplishment on her face. My fiancée, Ying'er, whom I once suspected of being sexually apathetic, was having her breasts caressed by a strange little boy in front of me at this unknown little station. All this stimulated every sensitive nerve in me, and I could even clearly feel the violent pounding of my heart. "Have you touched enough?" Ying'er leaned back from the window, "Give the braised chicken to sister." "Well..." The boy was still hesitating. I saw that he was only 1.4 meters tall, and I wondered if he was not tall enough. High, I guess I had the heart to suck Ying'er's breasts just now. "I...I also want to...look at my sister's lower body..." This sentence shocked both of us. I thought we had underestimated this unlucky child, and it turned out that he was not a fuel-efficient person either. Ying'er looked at me with a troubled face. I knew she was waiting for my reaction, so I lowered my voice and said, "honey, you are awesome, my husband loves you to death." Ying'er was encouraged and bit her lower lip, slowly stood up from the table. "You bad boy, after my sister shows you the bottom, why don't you give her the braised chicken?" As she said that, Ying'er tried to maintain her balance, raised her right leg and put it on the car window. On the frame, he looked back at me with eyes about to burst into flames. "husband... your Ying'er has been seen by others... Do you like it?..." As he said this, he stretched his hands under his body, combed the pubic hair stained with vaginal fluid a few times, and pulled out two large pieces of pubic hair. The labia were slowly pulled apart. I almost had a nosebleed next to me, and I admired Ying'er's potential and plasticity. These details that I had no guidance on could be completed creatively. "This is my sister's cunt...ah..." Ying'er closed her eyes, dipped one finger in the vaginal fluid, and gently rubbed her obviously erect clitoris. "Ah...sister...I usually like...to touch myself like this...Ah...it feels so comfortable...Do you want to touch my sister's Vagina?" Ying'er's hand was regularly touching her clitoris. He turned around in circles, gradually immersing himself in the erotic state of his fantasy. . . "Can I touch this too?" the boy asked timidly. Damn it, I thought to myself, this kid is a material for business and politics, and he knows how to push the envelope. "You...you...wait..." Ying'er turned her head, shook her head at me desperately, and whispered, "husband...this...this really doesn't work." I lowered my face and nodded. He nodded, indicating that he wanted her to continue. Ying'er looked out the window desperately, almost crying. I feel a heart-wrenching pain in my heart, but if I stop now, all my previous efforts have been wasted. How will I proceed with the next part? I was torn between the Trainer's satisfaction and my husband's love for his Wife. . . "Okay..." Ying'er said helplessly to the boy. "sister, wait for me, I'll be right back!" After the words fell, the childZi disappeared again. "Wife... Today my husband wants you to break through your limits." I came out from behind the curtain and said to poor Yinger, "Besides Uncle Duan and my husband, has any other man penetrated you so far? Body?" Ying'er shed tears and shook her head. "Okay, today my husband asks you to let this little boy enter your body." "of course, my husband doesn't ask that he must use his cock to fuck your ass, but you have to seduce him later and let him masturbate for you. Insert all his fingers into your pussy, and when he fucks you, your husband will hear the most lewd words you can think of from your mouth. Do you understand?" I said to Yinger loudly, word by word. , every curse word is deliberately accented. I think this is the most effective way to control and destroy Yinger's sense of shame. Ying'er was shocked after hearing this. She wanted to say something, but she swallowed it back. "husband... I will do whatever you say... But... But after I was... dirty, don't let me go... Wuwu..." Ying'er slowly said He raised his head and cried sadly. "No, it's too late for my husband to be happy." I comforted Ying'er. At this time, I saw the black shadow gradually moving back, but this time it was obviously much slower. Looking closer, I almost laughed out loud. This unlucky kid found a wooden freight box from the station somewhere and dragged it here with great effort. I signaled to Ying'er to get ready, and then I hid behind the curtain. The boy moved the wooden box under the car window and stood up. His body suddenly became a lot taller. His chin had reached the lower edge of the car window and he could see everything in our car. Yinger adjusted her breathing, looked at me hiding aside, and gave me a SMile. Then she turned her back to the car window and sat on the window edge. The cold window frame made Ying'er take a breath of air. Then she hooked the upper edge of the car window with her hands and slowly stretched her butt out of the car window. go out. Before Yinger's buttocks could fully come out, the boy's hands had already hugged Yinger's two fat buttocks. "Ah...husband...he...he touched my butt," Ying'er cried softly. It must have been the first time for the boy to touch a woman's body. He moved his hands up and down, touching her randomly, and Ying'er was driven to high levels of lust by him, making her scream repeatedly. "My husband can't see, tell him what he is doing?" I lowered my head and asked Ying'er in a low voice, "Ah... ah... he... he... is soaking in my Semen and messing with my butt. Touch..." Ying'er closed her eyes and gasped. Being violated by another man in front of her husband for the first time was also a huge stimulation for her. "Are you comfortable? slut?" "Comfortable... comfortable..." "Okay, now it's up to you." I pursed my lips, indicating that I could start the topic. "Well..." Ying'er nodded, turned her head back, and said to the window, "Little... Little Brother... sister, you touch me... It feels so comfortable... You... you know women Where is your cunt?" "have no idea. . . "Then you... have you seen... the SMall hole with water in the middle of my sister's butt?... Ah..." Ying'er said and deliberately stretched her butt out. "That hole with vaginal discharge... is my sister's cunt..." "Yeah," the boy replied, but his hand didn't stop. "Oh... husband... He... He grinds it." Your pussy feels so good... I want to fuck your Wife... She already knows how to use her identity to stimulate her pervert. "Well...my Wife is such a bitch, she actually seduced a child to fuck her in front of her husband." I followed suit, and then Yinger continued, stimulating Yinger verbally. "Ah!!! He... He inserted his finger in!!! This little gangster... He obviously hasn't... Ah... It's so deep..." Yinger's lustful screams increased again. Two decibels. "Okay...Okay...you make me feel so good when you fuck me...don't just use your hands...use your tongue...use your tongue to fuck my sister...the little bean on your pussy..." Ying The child turned his head and continued to shout out the window, "Ah!... Yes... Yes... That's right over there... Stir him up hard... Use the suction... Use your mouth to suck it... Ah. Ah... I'm going to heaven." Suddenly, the boy left Ying'er's body. "Don't...don't leave...I haven't..." Ying'er yelled out loud. "sister, my lower part is sore." Poor child, is it broken? A more daring training project flashed through my mind. I looked at my watch. It was almost half an hour before I arrived at the station. There was still half an hour left, so I had to hurry up. Ying'er's eyes were out of focus. She sat on the window and breathed in the fragrance. There was no hope of her coming forward. I walked out from behind the curtain and said to the boy standing on the box, "Don't be afraid. Come up from the car door next to us. Our private room is No. XX. Come up and my sister will help you with the pain." The boy was very worried. He was so naive that he jumped out of the box and ran towards the car door without much thought. I took Yinger down from the car window. She had not yet come out of the disappointment of the edge of climax, and she exhaled softly. "Wife, you performed so perfectly today. My husband loves you so much. But when we return to Beijing, my husband will start preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, and he may not have so much time to go crazy with you. Since you are going crazy tonight We have already exceeded the limit, so why not just move forward, okay?" "husband... you want me and him..." Ying'er gradually came back to her senses. "No matter how far you go, my husband has no objection, but at least, I want to see you blow the trumpet for him." "This..." Before Ying'er could react, there was a knock on the door of the private room. I didn't wait for Ying'er to react and opened the door with one hand. The boy in a tattered military uniform stood in front of us. I quickly stuck my head out of the private room, looked around, and after making sure there was no one else, I pulled the boy in and locked the door behind me. Watch carefullyThis boy, with a thin face covered in oil and stains, and a stained old military uniform that was obviously too big for him, was a hard-working kid struggling to make a living along the Train line. "How old are you?" I asked. The boy stared at the naked Ying'er huddled in the corner and replied, "14." "Have you ever touched a woman?" I didn't want to waste time, so I asked straight to the point, "No... no." "..." The boy lowered his head shyly and stared at the worn-out Jiefang cloth shoes on his feet. "Is your sister pretty? Do you like it?" "Beautiful!" The boy looked at Yinger, then at me and said, "I... I like..." "Does your lower body still hurt?" I asked him "Well..." The boy nodded, "You just made your sister very comfortable. She also likes you very much. Do you want her to help you relieve pain?" I said deliberately to Ying'er who was curled up beside her. "Yes." . ” The boy nodded again. "Ah!!! Stop...husband..." Ying'er screamed, and I quickly picked her up from behind. I held Ying'er in my arms, facing the boy, and slowly spread her thighs to both sides. Ying'er's cunt, which was flooded with vaginal fluid, was completely exposed to the boy. The private room was filled with a filthy SMell, and I didn't know it was Ying'er. The SMell of child's Semen is still the rancid SMell of boys. "No...husband..." Ying'er couldn't close her legs and could only shyly cover her face with her hands. "Look, sister is not happy enough yet. Come over and lick her again to make her happy. She will help you relieve pain later," I said to the boy who was standing aside. The boy took two steps forward and knelt down in front of Yinger. He stroked Ying'er's labia with trembling hands, then brought her little face closer, sucking in the hot air from her Vagina. He must have been affected by the angle and light just now, which prevented him from seeing clearly, and now he can really see it. "Ah... husband... Okay... It's so embarrassing..." Ying'er almost collapsed. It was the first time she was so close in front of her husband, and the most private part of her body was exposed by another man, and it was still Being held by her husband. The boy stuck out his tongue, cleaning the Semen on both sides of his thighs, and gradually moved closer to the labia, working harder and harder. Finally, he took the entire Vagina into his mouth, sucking it in while making a sizzling sound like he was drinking a bowl of delicious food. Gumbo. Ying'er resTrained herself from screaming at first, but no woman could resist this kind of direct sensory stimulation. Within a minute, she started Moaning loudly, "Ah... No, no... Okay... It's so comfortable... My pussy is so soft..." "You should give it a try. Huh?" I whispered in Ying'er's ear. "Hmm... Hmm... You perverted husband... You just like to see your Wife... giving other people's Dicks... Hmm... Hmm... I'm so shameless... Oooh. "..." Ying'er moaned, bringing her to the edge of climax again, "Well... okay... then todaysky. . . Your Wife will be embarrassed by you. . . "After Ying'er was put down by me, her legs softened and she knelt down on the ground. I stood up and pulled the boy up and said to him, "Stand still, sister promised to help you." The boy's legs were shaking, and he didn't know where to put his dirty hands stained with Ying'er's Semen, but it could be seen that Is trying to stand up straight. Ying'er slowly crawled up to the boy and looked back at me, as if to confirm for the last time whether I really wanted her to do this. I nodded. That was the end of the matter, and there was no room to look back. Ying'er slowly helped the boy take off his old military trousers, and a stench came from the shop. The boy had no Underwear inside. Under the sparse pubic hair was a SMall penis wrapped in phimosis. He held it firmly in front of his chest, and the penis was covered with dirt. I casually pulled out a box of wet tissues from my bag, handed it to Ying'er, and said to her, "This is the first time I see you today. I allow you to use this. Next time, no matter how dirty your Dick is, you must clean it directly with your mouth. I understand." Are you ready?" Ying'er nodded and wiped the boy's penis with a wet tissue. "Ah..." The boy stepped back reflexively. This must have been the first time he was touched there by a woman. Ying'er slowly opened his phimosis and continued to clean the boy's penis seriously. His phimosis was filled with dirt, which made me wonder whether the boy had ever taken a shower in his life. After wiping his penis, Ying'er continued to wipe his scrotum. I thought to myself, Huh? Why don't you wait a moment for this? . . Ying'er knelt in front of the boy, held the cleaned penis with her hand, and moved her body forward. The menstrual tube was wiped repeatedly, but the penis still gave off a faint SMell. Ying'er looked at me, frowned, stretched out her tongue and licked the boy's glans. Maybe she thought the taste was acceptable, so she opened her mouth and took his entire penis in. "Ah..." the boy shouted. I saw Ying'er's mouth moving a few times, and the boy ejaculated into Ying'er's mouth. Everything happened so fast, I didn’t even react. Ying'er's mouth was full of Semen, and she looked at me stupidly. It was not good to vomit, and it was not good not to vomit. "Swallow it!" I ordered. Ying'er closed her eyes, her throat squirmed a few times, and a large pool of child Semen was swallowed by Ying'er. I didn’t say stop, so Ying’er could only continue to absorb the moisture. This time the boy did not disappoint me. The ejaculated cock showed no signs of softening. It went in and out of Ying'er's little mouth. Although the cock was several sizes SMaller, Ying'er sucked it with the same relish. . Another extremely lewd scene was fixed in my memory: this slutty Wife tied in ghost armor and wearing a breast bell, licking the Dick of a little beggar covered in dirt in front of her husband, I thought about this again. Unable to control myself, I picked up Ying'er from behind, moved the old man to push the cart, and penetrated my big cock through Ying'er's hole. "Ah...husband..." Ying'er spit out the boy's Dick and shouted. "Keep sucking him for me, and take his balls into my mouth." I ordered Ying'er while vigorously thrusting her from behind. Ying'er took a deep breath and turned the boyThe not too big penis and the entire scrotum were taken into the mouth. The tongue in the mouth licked the boy's testicles while leaving a large amount of saliva on the boy's belly. "You slut, you stinky bitch, how fucking shameless do you want to eat another man's cock in front of your husband?" I slapped Yinger's fat ass while inserting my cock as hard as possible. "Woo... Wu... Ying'er... Ying'er... Shameless... Ying'er has embarrassed you..." Yinger answered me while crying, "Woo... Ying'er gave it to her husband. Cuckold... Ying'er... Fuck you." I feel like he's coming. I pulled out my Dick that was covered in Semen and moved closer to the boy. While holding the tube, I ordered, "Bitch, take mine in too." The other side squeezed in. Fortunately, the boy's Dick was SMall, otherwise Ying'er's cherry mouth wouldn't be able to hold the two of us. Ying'er, who was kneeling on the ground, raised her head and looked at me with innocent and pleading eyes as I quickly took the cock. She made a muffled sound of "Hmm... um..." and the two cocks entered her SMall mouth. As soon as it came out, she knew we were borderline. "Ah...it feels so good...come...little Brother...let's cum together...for this shameless bitch...the Semen toilet..." I screamed, and countless descendants rushed towards me. Ying'er's throat, and at the same time, I could clearly feel that the little cock next to me was also firing continuously. . . Although part of it had been swallowed by Ying'er, Ying'er's SMall mouth couldn't hold such a large amount of Semen, and the overflowing Semen flowed all over Ying'er's face and body. Ying'er was extremely excited and fainted, but I caught her. I picked her up and put her gently on the berth. The boy stared blankly at my softened big cock and quickly lifted up his pants. I pulled out a few hundred Dollar bills from my wallet and held them in his hand. "Little Brother, get out of the car quickly. The car is about to leave. Brother braised Chicken doesn't want it anymore. Don't ask for the money either. Use the money to go to School and don't hawk it along the way. Also, next time someone asks you to get on the bus. ", you must not agree." "Thank you, Brother..." The child looked at the money in his hand, then looked reluctantly at Ying'er, who was sleeping on the berth, and ran out quickly. After a while, after a few beeps and whistles, the Train slowly started moving. Ying'er was awakened by the noise and murmured, "husband... I just..." I gently covered her mouth and said softly, "husband knows... husband is very grateful to you... Go to sleep..." When we woke up, we arrived in Beijing. "Ying'er fell into a deep sleep, but I fell into insomnia again. The beast in Ying'er's body has been awakened by me. In the following days, it depends on our fate whether we will work together to subdue it or whether we will be swayed by it. Unknowingly, the sky turned white, and after a sleepless night, Beijing was very close at hand.