strokexxx Happy Affair_0

strokexxx Happy Affair_0
Happy Affair_0
Happy Affair

I was born in Suzhou and was in Suzhou. Later, I went to college and was not far from home. I studied in Hangzhou.
As a college student in the 1970s, I think I am not a dinosaur yet. I am 160 tall, weigh 90 kilogramsstrokexxx , and have fair skin. I have been beautiful girls since ancient times, so I guess I am talking about me.There were not many college students in that era, so I was very proud. Of course, there were very few people in love at that time, and there was no one who rented a house to live together like now. I remember a senior sister was fired after she was found out by the school because she was three months pregnant. Now, thinking about such a sesame thing was already a sensation at that time.
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To be more modest, although my eyes are a little smaller, I am still much larger than Lin Yilian. With my body shape and skin, I am basically surrounded by a group of flies in the University of Technology.Out of vanity and depression in high school, I fell in love with the class monitor when I was in my sophomore year. He has a medium figure, dark skin, and a leader's aura. I feel that we are quite compatible. At that time, there was no concept of getting married just because we were going to get married. I mainly thought that I was idle and I was idle, and there was also a follower.I must have been with him for three years, but there was no real gun. It was mainly because I was frightened by the senior sister's ejection due to pregnancy, which left a shadow on myself and had psychological disorders.I'm afraid I'm really fired and I can't go home. Now I think about it so stupid. Missing the best time has left a miserable root for my future life.
My boyfriend also had requests at that time, but he was the kind of person who was particularly tolerant. Whenever he hugged my waist and kissed me, I would feel a hard guy pushing me. His hand touched my breasts. When he wanted to put his hand into my shorts, I trembled all over. I said let's leave it for our wedding night. Since then, he has never touched my shorts again.I didn't dare to touch his hard guy, it's a pity.The most regrettable thing is that we were not together in the end. We forgot to say that his home is a small city in the Northeast. When we graduated, his father insisted on letting him go home to work. He was particularly filial and said that his parents were not traveling far away. Then he asked me if I would go back with him. I never thought of leaving heaven to go to a place like a countryside.When we broke up

, we still hugged our heads and cried.After all, I have been together for three years.How many three years can you have in your life?

I fell in love with this after staying in Hangzhou for four years. I stayed in a design department in Hangzhou and always asked me to find a partner at home. I didn’t see anyone. I wanted to calm down myself, after all, the pain of my first love would not be cured for the time being.Three years later, my father was very anxious and asked a friend to introduce a wealthy family in Hangzhou. Because my father said it was a friend's introduction, I felt that it was a bit boring to stay alone, and the sisters around me had boyfriends.So I just saw it.At first glance, I didn’t look impulsive. After all, I was not my first love. I just saw that this man was dressed brightly and was wearing a suit and tie and knew that they were all famous brands.He is good at a medium figure, but his skin is very white, he is not strong but not particularly thin, and he does not have the leadership aura of a man in his first love, so he cannot say he likes it.After seeing him, I came back and told my father that he had not met, but the man fell in love with me at first sight. If he had something to do, he would call me and invite me to dinner. He told me that if I disagree, it wouldn't matter if we would be good friends. Now that I think about it, it's really childish and ignorant, there are no good friends between men and women. I just dating him like this. Others knew that a man always came to me, but no one would introduce me to my boyfriend.He finally moved me in an accident. It was because of an accidental illness. I lay in the dormitory for a week and felt very weak. He cooked soup for me and fed me personally every day. At the same time, he looked at me with concern. I think I have few acquaintances away from home and are in Hangzhou, but some people care about me so much, and I couldn't help but cry. He dipped his hand in tears and put it in his mouth and said it was salty. I said the most primitive teasing words of Chinese women: "You are so stupid", and then my mouth was blocked by his mouth.
The early days after getting married with him were OK. I traveled around, had dinner outside or in-laws' house, and had sex in bed at night. He always asked me to give him oral sex, but he never gave me oral sex. He thought that women's place was dirty, but he liked to fuck this place. I also started as a lady who was taught to be like a slut. When he fucked me, I asked me to fuck me. Later, I got used to it. Every time I fucked, I took the initiative to fuck me...Fucked it.There was no sense of orgasm at that time.So I think this thing is OK, but it is not like the novel that is about to die of ecstasy, nor is it like what the novel says, "Whoever gets to be good for women will be good for them."I don’t understand what Zhang Ailing said is the vagina that leads to a woman’s heart.I can't think of any direct relationship between the vagina and the soul. I think having sex is a comfortable thing, but it feels a bit too far-fetched to have something to do with the soul. It was not until later that I had had an important man in my life that I understood that these are true.
My husband never made me reach orgasm. He always carried my feet on his shoulders and sprinted, then lay down and went to sleep.I didn't pursue any orgasm at that time.Later, when he had a child, he was promoted and socialized outside every day. He basically ignored everything, let alone made soup with a nanny at home.I was drunk every day. After I came back, I would come up and dry it for a while, regardless of whether I wanted to or not. The smell in my mouth made people vomit, but I would let it do whatever I wanted to not wake up my daughter.Anyway, he will think about it and just endure it for a few minutes.Basically there is no pleasure.The relationship with my husband is getting weaker and weaker. He often quarrels and wants to get divorced. He also looks quite indifferent and says you want to leave. You are young and beautiful.To put it bluntly, a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.
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However

, as I grew older, I felt a desire in my body burning, but he did it less and less, and it was a lot more to do it once or twice a month. Seeing him coming back drunk all day in the middle of the night and running to his room to sleep, it was very uncomfortable.At this time, I was thirty, like a wolf, forty, and how could I bear it? So I often cried secretly but couldn't let my daughter see it.
The turning point of my life is here.I found a tutor for my daughter Zhe, but I can’t teach my own English, but my own children are still difficult to teach, and my daughter also likes older boys.So I found a sunny and handsome college student to teach her. She liked her very much. He came three times a week. When I chose someone, I unconsciously looked for the college student who was also from Northeast China and had dark skin and strong body. When I heard his introduction, I knew that he usually liked long-distance running and basketball as a cadre of the student union. Now I think about it, I found it according to my first love boyfriend.I chatted with him when I was fine. Although we were ten years apart, we chatted very easily. Maybe it was because my husband and I were too lonely to get a divorce, so I asked for his QQ account so that I could chat while working at work.Because I was very relaxed in chatting online, one day I unconsciously talked about things between men and women. He said that he had two girlfriends before, and I said that it was boring to have sex with a man in my life. I said that you have more sexual blessings than me. I have had two of them later. Later, I asked him how long your penis is. He didn't say that he said his penis was small

, and then he asked how long my husband's penis was. I lied to him and said 15 cm. In fact, I touched my husband's penis with my hands. I knew less than 10 cm.I told you how long yours is. He said you will know when you see it, it won’t be long.Something happened later.When he came to my tutor again, my face unconsciously asked me why I bent down. I was almost speechless. I said I couldn't stand it anymore. It was all you did. He said he was going to ejaculate, but he just didn't ejaculate, and he became more and more ruthless. "I didn't expect it to be fucked in 10 years since I got married. It's really not possible. I can't help but fuck," he muttered.

I had no strength at all. If he didn't hug me, I would fall down. I felt that my water flowed like a small river. He fucked me like a 5-minute period and finally ejaculated. It was so comfortable. I knew that my body was really awake. I was so tired that I squatted on the ground, allowing the semen and vaginal fluid to flow out slowly... (Full text)