Madam escaped

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I replied almost instantly: "What nonsense?"

"What's the matter? Sex is human nature. Like us, some parents in high school gave condoms." She rolled her eyes several times and said, "It's been almost 100 years since the liberation of nature. You How do you live like an antique?"

Antiques are antiques!I'm not much interested in talking to her about this kind of thing.Voltaire said it all, I may disagree with your point of view, but I will defend to the death your right to speak.I just let her say it.

I don’t know what kind of stimulation or fad she received, but she talked about her own love experience from elementary school to graduation, from love to sexual experience, from boyfriend to girlfriend, and shared with me the love between men and women. different.In the end, I came up with a summary: "Only after experiencing and experiencing more can you find the most suitable one for you and know what you really need."

Wow, despite how generous and shamelessly she shared it, I was a little dumbfounded just hearing about her rich love history.Coupled with her summary, it seems quite reasonable, so when the woman who was full of sleep came out, what she saw was me looking at Julie who was still teaching me like a nympho.

Without waiting for me to explain, she came over directly, wiped the corner of my mouth in a special way, and then, then, that small mouth stuck over.

The sudden kiss quickly made me forget everything, I hugged her on my lap unconsciously, watching her closed eyelids tremble slightly, I also closed my eyes, and all my attention was focused on her soft lips. The petals are attracted.

What does Julie think, and how long?I have no idea!But I knew she was leaving, because the sound of closing the door made the lingering woman let go of her lips, and panting, she held my hand that had been inserted into her pajamas.

After a long time, he said to me forehead to forehead: "I don't like you talking about such intimate topics with others, and I don't like what she taught you either."

Having enjoyed her enthusiasm, I naturally followed what she said, and said in a muddleheaded way: "Fire Julie, who made you unhappy!"

"Hehe, silly!" The woman kissed my forehead and said, "A foreign country is a foreign country, and we are us. Maybe her principles are useful to her, but we are our own. For example, if we don't like each other, we can change it." If you can’t change it, you can adjust it. If you can’t adjust it, we can still tolerate it. Could it be that you said last night that you will always belong to me, and if you find it inappropriate today, you will regret it?”

I saw that she was a little anxious and showed that she cared about me and smiled, and asked her: "Are you still worried about me?"

She said honestly, "Yes, I wish I could carry your heart with me, as you said yesterday."

Seeing how she cared about me, satisfied and moved me, made me understand those people who always say they want to swallow someone in their stomachs.It is precisely because I love and care too much that I have such a strong desire to possess and want to hide the other party forever.

Love comes with gore and fear, okay?

It will definitely only push the lover further and further away. The other party may not love you anymore, but he (she) is just dominated by the instinct of self-protection.

Seeing that I was silent, she leaned her head on my shoulder and asked, "What are you thinking?"

I closed my eyes, felt her soft body, and said, "I'm thinking about love and possessiveness. The more I love, the more I want to possess. If I can't control it well, love will turn into harm. So, beautiful Love can also be a weapon that hurts."

"Well, that's why roses become the flower of love. They are delicate and beautiful, but the branches have thorns. The more beautiful they bloom, the harder the thorns are, and the deeper the hurt."

This reminds me of a person. Strictly speaking, I should hate him. When I learned that Yao Jichang was the culprit who caused such a big change in our family, I thought about revenge, and I also thought about fighting with the woman in my arms. break him.However, when I thought that Man Ting had reaped happiness, I gave up all vicious thoughts.

This is not because I am the heart of the Virgin Mary, but because of my promise before the Buddha, which is my belief.I've got what I want, and that's the best ending.What's more, the woman he asked for has now completely belonged to me. Speaking of it, he is also a pitiful person.

After I figured it out, I relaxed, hugged the woman in my arms, and thought of a fact that I had overlooked just now. I couldn't help but support her shoulder, and asked in amazement: "Julie spoke to me in French just now. Do you understand?"

She smiled brightly but pretended to be confused, got up from my lap and said she was hungry.

When I was frying macaroni for her at the stove, she didn't go anywhere, just stood beside me. Occasionally, when I turned around, I would meet her with a gentle smile, every time, this It can only be explained that, all the time when I don't look back, she has been looking at me with this kind of eyes like looking at something she loves.

My heart was very, very full in an instant, and I asked her while stirring: "See if I'm too handsome?"

She took my arm holding the wooden shovel, leaned her head on my shoulder, her mouth was almost touching my ear, and said so close: "Do you know how long I have been waiting for this scene? Almost, almost forever!"

Listening to her soft words, my heart is so soft.After turning off the fire, I leaned on the stove, and just by squinting, I could meet her watery eyes, which were full of sleep, and then I was completely intoxicated.

After a long time, I came back to my senses and piled the fried noodles on a plate, handed it to her and said, "Eat more, I'll wait for a lifetime, no matter what, I have to eat enough!"

She sat down at the bar with a plate in her hand like a butterfly, ate obediently, and when I poured her a glass of orange juice, she said to me, "Thank you!"

Still wearing my gown and nightdress, the snow-white cotton material sets off her fair skin, black hair, red lips, and the tempting sauce at the corners of her mouth. Under the low light hanging from the bar, she looks like a professional The artistic conception pursued by the photographer is the same, which fascinates me.

While she was puffing her cheeks and eating non-stop, I asked, "Are you sure you didn't come to tempt me?"

She pursed her lips and shook her head with a smile. She forked a small piece of powder and held it out in front of me to signal me to eat it.

Looking at her appearance, I remembered those noble and dignified appearances she was carrying, I was naughty, I took her hand, leaned forward, the tip of my tongue swept, not only caught the powder, but also licked the fork Those shallow sauces, and at the same time staring intently at her eyes, following my naughty, she opened her mouth slightly, subconsciously retracted a little, but did not escape, and when I succeeded Finally, he bit his lower lip for an instant, let out a short breath, lowered his eyes, and blushed.

When I laughed triumphantly, she seemed to be forced to spit out two words from her throat: "Bad guy!"

I guess she changed to "bad guy" because she couldn't tell the word "rogue".