The other world starts with debt

Putting her lips gently, feeling the heat gradually climbing up every part of her skin, Yumiko Yamada's eyes were flowing, and her charming eyes seemed to be able to draw out silk.

'It's so hot, is it that I am in reality suffocating under the quilt? '

She raised her head and stared at Ito Yuezhi's handsome face that became softer under the moonlight. Her strands of hair were gently lifted in the breeze, revealing her clear starry eyes, flowing with warm water.

The boy's nose was straight, and the charming lip line gently curved into a soft arc. The thin lips seemed to be seducing the big sister's kiss.

'Really, everything has grown into my heart. '

Yumiko Yamada slowly walked to the side of Ito Yuezhi, as if she was afraid of accidentally breaking this wonderful dream, and her movements were extremely gentle.

Stretching out her white and tender hands, she gently stroked the strong arms that were exposed from the T-shirt, feeling the strong curves and the hot temperature, and Yumiko Yamada couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

'What a real dream! '

Gently wrapping her arms around Ito Yuezhi's strong waist, her plump and soft body melted into his broad embrace, her little head gently rested on his thick chest, feeling his gradually accelerating heartbeat and gradually burning breath, Yumiko Yamada stretched out her pink and tender little tongue, licked her somewhat dry lips, and the beauty mole on her lips seemed to be flashing with a charming light.

'Several times in my dreams, Ito-kun took the initiative~ Although I like him who is overbearing, this dream is so clear...'

"You have to take the initiative to feel it~"

"What..."

"Hmm~"

She tiptoed gently, her eyes were as charming as silk, her cherry lips slightly opened, and she exhaled the rich fragrance unique to Mrs. Yamada, like a warm peony.

Blocking Ito Yuezhi's lips, the huge millstone pressed him to make a comfortable groan.

"Chi? ~"

His body was as hot as a flame, burning with a fiery breath, buried in Ito Yuezhi's arms, the lingering heat made Yamada Yumiko feel unprecedented trance, blank.

'The muscles are so hard, much stronger than Ajun's...'

"..."

The shadows of the trees at night were swaying, and the moonlight shone through the window on Ito Yuezhi's somewhat confused face.

Ito Yuezhi blinked lightly, and the doubts in his eyes gradually turned into hot flames under Yamada Yumiko's enthusiasm.

The hard muscles were tighter in Yamada Yumiko's plump and soft arms, and the slim clothes seemed to be making a sound of wailing.

The soft touch on the lips was like sweet honey dew, which made Ito Yuezhi close his eyes gently with Yamada Yumiko, and his broad palm gently held her slender but fleshy waist.

‘Mrs. Yamada…’

Unlike Mrs. Gaoyuan, who was like a soft lamb, letting Ito Yuezhi do whatever he wanted, at this moment, Yumiko Yamada was like a python that had just woken up from hibernation, hungry, greedy and aggressive.

Greedy snake swallows elephant…

After tasting the beautiful boy, Yumiko Yamada realized that something was wrong, but she kissed him… so she…

One minute…

Five minutes…

Ten minutes…

Fifteen minutes…The doubts in her heart, under the tender and sweet attack of the beautiful boy, had already turned into a small wave in the misty sea of ​​her heart and disappeared in the turbulent ocean.

Yumiko Yamada hugged Ito Yuezhi's strong waist tightly, absorbing the warmth of the beautiful boy selflessly.

Twenty minutes later, the hazy silver gauze in the stairwell became darker, as if the moonlight was too shy and quietly hid in the darkness.

"Bo~"

After their lips parted, Yamada Yumiko lay weakly in Ito Yuezhi's arms, panting and breathing the air.

Mixed with Ito Yuezhi's faint sweat smell, the hot blush on Yamada Yumiko's face could not be dissipated for a long time.

Extending her slender jade fingers, Yamada Yumiko wiped her lips, and her fingertips touched her lips, which felt hot. If Yamada Yumiko pouted at this time, her gorgeous flaming red lips would be like European and American lip makeup, sexy and plump.

"Mrs. Yamada..."

Gently pinching the soft flesh on Yamada Yumiko's waist, Ito Yuezhi gently leaned his chin on the top of the beautiful woman's head, and the fragrance of shampoo in her hair was mixed with the fragrance of jasmine and the fragrance of mature women, which came to her nose.

Hearing Ito Yuezhi's slight murmur, Yamada Yumiko, who was quietly leaning in his arms, trembled in her heart, and she began to realize that something was wrong.

The evening breeze quietly poured into the stairwell through the window lattice, gently caressing the delicate skin of Yamada Yumiko, which was covered with a thin layer of fragrant sweat, with a hint of coolness, sobering Yamada Yumiko from her confusion.

‘It seems... not... not a dream! ’

Yamada Yumiko did not dare to raise her head, her red lips trembled slightly, and her trembling voice sounded.

“Yiyi... Ito-kun?”

“Yes, it’s me, Mrs. Yamada.”

“…”

For a long time, there was no speech, as if a volcano was about to erupt, trembling slightly, and constantly accumulating strength.

Suddenly, the hot magma rolled, with amazing heat, and poured into Yamada Yumiko’s cheeks, from the collarbone, neck to cheeks, earlobes, all stained with blood-red blush.

Yamada Yumiko covered the eyes that were constantly rotating like mosquito coils, and weak body didn't know where to outbreak of strength. He broke the hands of Ito's stop, and ran away from the staircase through the gap between his fingers. Just leave a word that contains a beautiful woman.

"Guoshi! Ito Jun, definition, definition ... dirty ... stain your innocence!"

"Hey, Mrs. Yamada ..."

Yoto raised his hand, but he disappeared the trace of Yamada Yumiko.

"... Actually, I want to say, I don't mind, it's better to say, please defile me as much as possible ..."

Chapter 92 The Secret of Husband

The moonlight was clear, and the bright moonlight came out on the wall of the wall. The pointer rolled, and the time had reached 12 pm.

At night, the wind was screaming, blowing over the apartment building, and the night was deep. Most of the apartment buildings went out of the lights and fell into silence. The Yamada family was no exception.

In the bedroom, a drum white quilt trembled.

‘Too shame! Intersection Intersection ‘

Even after an hour has passed, Yamada Yumiko still has not slowed down from the state of the shame.

Even in the evening, the heat accumulated in the day has not been exhausted,

What's more, Yamada Yumiko is still bored in the quilt, and the hot sweat soaked her light clothes on her body, closely attached to her delicate and smooth skin, and the seductive arc curve is looming, which is fascinating. Unfortunately, this beautiful scenery has no scenery. Appreciation.

The sultry and sticky breath in the quilt passed on the crystal sweaty beads, but compared to Yamada Yumiko and her hot body, the heat in the quilt was a little insignificant.

After pursing my red lips, it was still a little swollen, but when I touched it lightly, it seemed like a crispy current is flowing, making Yamada Yumiko a little intoxicated and could not help but couldn't help it. The beautiful taste of the beautiful boy ...

Yamada Yumiko's cheeks are crimson like an apple mature in autumn, with blurred eyes, with a faint meanting meaning, and can't help but whisper, "Hmm ~"

She stretched out her slim jade hand and wanted to take off the wedding ring on her fingers, but she touched it and couldn't help looking towards the bedside cabinet.

A glittering ring of silver, quietly placed in a cover -covered photo, that is the wedding photo of Yamada Yumiko and her husband Yamada.

Yamada Yumiko realized that she had not wearing a wedding ring for several days, and the wedding photos have been covered on the bedside cabinet ...

Gently biting his lips, Yamada Yumiko was a little guilty in his heart, but I thought that her husband hadn't returned home for a long time ...

The slender arms turned, and the quilt re -coveted Yamada Yumiko, and the bedroom was restored to silence.

However, occasionally, there seems to be one or two charming groans, but it is too subtle, I don't know if it is the illusion.

"Hmm ~ Ito Jun ~"

‘All of your faults, A Jun ...‘ ’

............

In the early morning, the morning glow gradually retreated, allowing the position to give a blue and clear sky. The sun has risen completely, sprinkled with golden brown light.

In the distance, the branches of Qingqing Yangliu stroked them and danced.

"Woo -fortunately today is a big sunny day!"

Standing on the balcony, feeling the bright sunshine's warmth on his body, Yamada Yumiko was relieved.

Last night, because I was too excited to consume too much physical strength, I didn't have time to take a bath. I fell asleep with a sticky body. When I woke up in the morning, I found that the order was soaked by sweat and smelled smell. At least for Yamada Yumiko, it is stinky.

"This can be dried up quickly."

After closing her ears, there was a slightly wet hair. Yamada Yumiko stretched out the graceful posture, and the plump fruit showed the curve of the confusion under the action of gravity.

At this time, Yamada Yumiko had just passed the bath and replaced with a brand new dress.

Occasionally, a few drops of water droplets slowly slipped along her softened skin like velvet.

She made her like a fairy, and she was graceful and fresh, but the devil -like astringent figure kept permeating the magic of charm.

In the sun, this beautiful woman with a pure and charming temperament shows the charming charm, which has attracted some sorrows and unsatisfactory eyes.

"Go now to wash the quilt."

A pleasant smile on the corner of his mouth, Yamada Yumiko walked into the bedroom with a light step.

"Humming ~"

"Tick ~"

The clock on the wall, with the rotation of the pointer, made a crisp sound, humming with Yamada Yumiko, playing a relaxed casual song.

On the pure white sheets, a wet mark like a beautiful snake was obviously printed in the middle.

Yamada Yumiko bent his waist and unbuttoned the quilt rope on the bed.

"I was suppressed."

It was the last knot that was unlocked to the lower left corner. Yamada Yumiko pulled and found that a sag rope was pressed under the foot of the bed.

Gently lay on the floor, look at the gap under the bed, and try to find out the angle to pull the rope out.

"Huh? What is this?"

In the dark gap, Yamada Yumiko rubbed around in it, and when he got the rope, he also touched a neat booklet.

"A lot of books, is it A Jun's Dongzhangxi?"

Grab a copy, Yamada Yukiko pulled him out with the rope.

After shooting the interface of the book, Yamada Yumiko could not help but look at the interface above, and his face was stained with a faint layer of blush.

On the cover, a glamorous girl in the exposure.

There is also a very beautiful printing font next to it: "Wife に黙って じゃ じゃ ん じゃ な かった"

"The title of this book ... it is a report from the Astrology ..."

"It's really an accident. I thought A Jun was a person with a low star ... but also, after all, it is also a man. But ..."

Yamada Yumiko's face can't help but a little dull, ‘Is it tired of me ... I still have other women ... Do n’t think about it! ‘

After throwing his head, he destroyed the bad thoughts born in his mind, Yamada Yumiko re -put his eyes back to the astringent book magazine on his hand.

‘A little curious, what types of A Jun see? ‘

Mo held his hot cheek and was curious. Yamada Yukiko opened the title page, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated a lot.

"First: The wife forced to be forced"

... ...

"Is the content of Shiqing Books so exciting! And it's all forced the subject ..."

After muttering to himself, Yamada Yumiko's eyes seemed to be holding water flowers, and she tried to restrain her restless heart.

However, the flooding tide could not be controlled. Yamada Yumiko closed his eyes and worked hard to calm his mind.

But......

Last night, the hot breath of Ito stopped his body seemed to sound in his ears.

Strus arm, tall body, hard muscles ...

‘I really want to experience it fiercely ...”

‘But A Jun, at this time, it’ s hard to be with other women ... I do n’t care about it at home, just like it in the book ... ’

At the same time as ripples in his heart, Yamada Yumiko also quietly buried a skeptical seed to her husband.

Holding the floor, he stood up with his curved legs straight, Yamada Yumiko touched his soft lips, and supported his huge conscience along the down, feeling the constant fluttering heartbeat.