Chapter 479： Souling dreams, Song Yalin (2/2)
”It seems like a dream, is this happiness?” Song Yalin returned home and leaned on the edge of the bathtub, staring blankly at the misty water vapor in the bathroom. The relaxation of mind and body makes Song Yalin feel very comfortable, but the mental fatigue seems to be less relieved.
The life that has passed in the past seems to be a slide-like scene, the care and care of parents and teachers, the diversity of campus life, the high spirits in the workplace, and the handsome and gentle husband. Then there is all that happened in just a few days. Humiliation, insult, shame, helplessness, and passion. Everything is mixed together.
There is also the big boy named Lin Tianlong. His shadow is always floating in his mind. In order to save her husband, she paid everything that a woman can pay, and these efforts cannot be made known to Liu Dong in any case.
”No matter what, Liu Dong is finally fine.” Thinking of her husband, Song Yalin recalled the situation in which he confessed to her that year. At that moment, Song Yalin’s head seemed to have an angel flying around. The boy’s confession is actually not the first time. There is always no lack of pursuers around the beauty, but this feeling of heart has never been seen before.
At that time, I was so young, full of yearning for love. At that time, Liu Dong was the best male student in the school and her brother.
Song Yalin has a heartbeat. After that, almost everything can be remembered. I only remember that the two of them had an appointment to go to the cinema the day after tomorrow, and then they went back to the dormitory and went to sleep all night. They couldn’t sleep and expected the date. What a simple feeling!
Suddenly, the face of a big boy with a bad mouth always comes to mind. ”How is he again?” Song Yalin groaned uneasy in her heart. Recently, Lin Tianlong, the big boy, has always been unable to get rid of her, so that she can't tell the truth. He has warned himself countless times that he is a dangerous big boy, and he is interested in himself!
What he wants is to possess himself! However, why is it that you can’t hate it? This feels so complicated.
The warm water kisses the white body. His hands are so gentle. Spring-like fingers slid over the towering chest.
So hot!
heat!
It seems to be his kiss, his hand. Song Yalin suddenly realized that she could never forget him again!
The hand consciously scorned the tenderness of the chest. The other hand slid down quietly. The secluded grass that is picked up by your fingertips.
”Well...” snorted, Song Yalin's double-twisted, long eyelashes trembled out of a dream.
Snowy white teeth bite the cherry red lips.
His enthusiasm! fiery! Passion! hard! Big! Everything that feels like bones seems to instantly emerge from the deepest part of memory and swell in the body. Rogue...
”Xiaorou, are you okay? How to wash for so long?” The sound of the door knocked Song Yalin back from reality into reality.
”How can I remember him?” I was ashamed in my heart, and I actually remembered another man! ”Hey, I washed it.” Song Yalin grabbed the towel and wiped her body as she woke up. ”Change your wash!” Song Yalin wiped her wet hair and opened the door to let her husband Liu Dong come in.
The white skin is immersed in hot water and shows the tempting appearance of white and red. Looking at the posture of the wife and the hibiscus, Liu Dong can't help but squatting Song Yalin's waist, and his hands are swimming irregularly.
”Hey! What?” Song Yalin's original red transparent face is more red and her heart beats. I am afraid that my husband will find his secret.
”What's the relationship, the old wife is old, anyway, wait a minute.”
”Who is a veteran wife with you, you wait slowly.” Song Yalin smiled and pushed Liu Dong forward.
”Slowly wash!” Song Yalin picked up the hair dryer and sat in front of the dressing table to dry her wet hair.
Helpless Liu Dong had to close the door to take a shower. Will he wash slowly and carefully? Of course not, the ”Dunlun” event that has been expected for a few days has already made him hot, and he just wants to wash it twice. I just know that my wife loves to be clean, otherwise I will be hungry and hungry, and I will be happy.
”It's so comfortable!” Song Yalin lay on the bed, and the soft light reflected on the smooth, satin-like naked body, showing a faint luster. One hand slowly walks from the foot of her mountain to the top of the mountain and touches the mountain ridge. This situation has an indescribable beauty.
My heart is not calm. After Liu Dong regained his freedom, his recent luck was surprisingly good. Not only did he jump to the Chinese media group affiliated to a larger company, but he was very heavy and his salary rose.
However, she is always thinking about Lin Tianlong's words: ”Sister Song, if I can't love you, I only hope that you will always be happy.” Is it him? Lin Tianlong’s sad but handsome face is coming to mind. He is undoubtedly capable of doing it. Otherwise, how can Liu Dong be so lucky? A little pain in my heart, he is stupid. He silently does this for himself, just to make himself happy!
Like thinking of something, Song Yalin got up and took out the underwear from the closet and slowly put it on. Looking at herself in the mirror, Song Yalin sighed in her heart. ”What about me? Am I really happy?”
”Soft, I am fine! I am coming!” Liu Dong's anxious voice came from the bathroom and pulled her back from her meditation.
Song Yalin looked across her tempting body in the mirror, dressed in a panic, and walked close to the bathroom door to listen to the movement inside. There is no sound of squeaking water, and a blurred figure is being dressed through the glass. Song Yalin hurried back to the bed and leaned on her side. It seems that the sleeping beauty of the jade body is waiting for the kiss of the prince.
After waiting for a long time, I couldn't wait for the prince's kiss. Song Yalin opened her eyes and wanted to know what was going on. Suddenly a figure rushed over.
”Ah! Hate.” It was too late to finish, and the warm tongue tipped into it. The voice of ”Well... um...” was constantly emanating from the small mouth she was plundered by enthusiasm. ”Death!” Song Yalin gasped, pinching her husband's cheek, and stopped for a while, and two pieces of wet lips were put together. Song Yalin completely detonated her husband's enthusiasm, enthusiastically responding to her cloves frequently sent... The tip of the tongue entangled, hundreds of thousands of times, each other's breath is getting hotter and hotter, breathing more and more urgent. Song Yalin's soft body is more and more tight, and the sudden contact, coupled with the man's breath, her body gradually softened, and her hands were softly wrapped around Liu Dong's neck.
”I was almost melted by you.” Liu Dong looked at the angelic beautiful wife with one hand and smiled.
Song Yalin looked at the spring and said with a smile: ”Is it still?”
”Of course!” Liu Dong rushed over and pressed Song Yalin's semi-naked body tightly underneath. Both hands began to pursue the tender hills unruly. Both hands skillfully pushed her bra away and held her pair of rounds.
”Ah...” Song Yalin groaned.
Liu Dong gently but quickly licks his wife's naked strength. Her hands are refusing to be weak, the delicate skin, sensitive, and coveted. Liu Dong was buried in her soft breasts, and the tip of her tongue fell down the mountain peak in the meticulous greedy sucking. The tip of her tongue was rotated back and forth, and the other mountain was captured by another hand, taking turns on both sides. Hand attack.
Song Yalin is getting more and more excited, and the lower body begins to twist. As soft as a slang, spit out from Song Yalin's mouth. ”Liu Dong, Liu Dong.” Song Yalin whispered her husband's name, and Liu Dong, who wanted to burn himself, had already refused to ask her what to say, and concentrated on the offensive. His wife's delicate and fascinating state completely inspired his male. He wants to vent! It’s time to vent! Liu Dong held his wife's slender foot in both hands and lifted her slender legs high.
”Well...” Song Yalin obediently greeted her husband, and the tight legs were stretched up by him, and his knees almost reached his twin peaks. The woman groaned and tried to curl up and greet the man. The translucent and lace-filled **** fits tightly between the legs. How much she wants men to gently touch themselves. Kiss yourself.
”Ah...” Liu Dong opened and wrapped Song Yalin's round, but did not fade, only revealing her delicate. Song Yalin squats. She seems to see the man again in her mind. Almost can feel the gentle invasion of the man's tongue. The snow-white round double-swing model swings, which is a natural reaction of a woman's emotions.
Liu Dong’s eyes are red, and his wife’s **** posture makes him unable to be at his own right. When I was in college, Song Yalin was almost a dream lover of the school's male students. He could win a beautiful woman and know how many young talents he had.
He did not know how much effort he spent to successfully acquire the hearts of the beauty. and also. His feelings, experiences and progress on her are the talk of the boys’ dormitory. For him at that time, the outstanding girlfriend made him quite proud. The young and ignorant teenagers also humbly described everything about their girlfriends and everything they were interested in.