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"Huff...huff...did you get fucked by that ugly security guard at your company?" "Ah...um...you, you're crazy...
what ?" "Slut, you're wearing such sexy black stockings and a tight skirt, your big black stockings and legs must have been rubbed all over by him. That guy has never tasted a woman's
flavor, how could he resist this temptation?" My husband pressed his hard lower abdomen against my soft, large buttocks and began to thrust violently. My
plump buttocks, covered in smooth black stockings, rubbed intensely against his lower abdomen, strongly stimulating his penis, making it even harder. He pressed me down hard on the bed, violently and
wantonly raping me. My plump, slippery vagina was penetrated again and again by his hard penis, and my vagina instinctively spasmed violently. My thick, sticky fluid gushed out with his
vigorous thrusts, soaking my black open-crotch pantyhose. The sticky stockings clung to my plump buttocks and thighs, and a strong stench of sex filled
the air .
"Damn it, you slut, that security guard is 190cm tall, can you handle such a vigorous thrust? You must have come from him, right? Damn it, you black-stockinged
slut who cheated on your husband!" Although I felt extremely disgusted by my husband's filthy words, the image of that ugly but strong security guard involuntarily appeared in my mind.
If I were really raped by him, if I were subjected to such a frenzied rear-entry thrust, could I hold back? I think I would definitely abandon all dignity and restraint, stick out
my sexy black-stockinged plump buttocks, and let him fuck me until I came to my heart's content.
In that instant, a hallucination appeared in my mind, and the body pressing down on me became a strong, unfamiliar body, and I, wearing only an open-crotch black stocking,
was being wildly raped by him. Even more fatally, I was actually brought to the peak of my body step by step by this beast's thrusts.
"Ah... um... husband, my black stockings and black stockings are all rubbed raw by that beast... Xiao Chen, go harder, I can't take it anymore." Following
my husband's train of thought, I imagined him as the security guard Xiao Chen. I gripped the sheets tightly, my two plump and smooth black stockings legs stretched straight out, and my toes
curled up due to the stimulation of lust.
"Damn it, what position did that security guard use to rape you?" "No, no... no, from behind, he raped me from behind." "Doggy style...
Damn it, your whole black-stockinged ass was fucked raw. Slut, did you cooperate with him willingly? Did he make you orgasm?" "Yes... yes,
I came... He was so strong, he hit my cervix." "That's how he fucked you, right!" My husband lifted my fat ass up, made me
kneel on the bed, and while kneading my ass covered in black stockings, he made his final thrusts. The two bodies making love made a loud slapping sound.
"You filthy bitch, you slut, did he ejaculate inside me in the end?" My violently writhing vagina massaged my husband's penis. He was already unable to hold back his ejaculation, while my swollen and contracting
uterus sucked on his glans, assuming a posture of wanting to be fertilized. "He grabbed my black-stockinged feet and fucked me from behind, shooting all his semen into my ass.
Husband , I'm sorry, I can't stop, it feels so good, he even made my vaginal discharge come out..." "You slut, I'll fuck you to death!" My husband lifted my two plump
black-stockinged feet, kneaded them, and after a few violent thrusts, he groaned and pushed his penis to the deepest part of my vagina, injecting streams of thick semen into my
uterus . "Ah, ah, Xiao Chen, you fucked me until I came, I'm yours..." I raised my head and let out a trembling moan. I could feel my husband's penis
throbbing, his ass must be contracting and releasing, shooting every last drop of his semen into my uterus.
"Zhang Wenqiang, are you out of your mind?!" I cursed my husband viciously, still immersed in the afterglow of my orgasm, "You're disgusting, you only think about me
sleeping with other people?" My husband chuckled, "Don't pretend to be innocent, look at how slutty you were just now." I was speechless. I can't deny that in this fictional sexual
encounter, my husband and I both reached orgasm simultaneously. Just now, I did indeed fantasize with my husband about being raped and brought to orgasm by a bad guy—
is it true what others say, that every woman subconsciously fantasizes about being raped and conquered?
I'm 36 years old, and my husband is 34, two years younger than me. I'm a typical northerner; while not a stunning beauty, I'm quite attractive.
Although I'm two years older than him, my husband pursued me for many years, and I later learned how obsessed he was with my body. He said he admired my physique immensely. At 1.63 meters tall,
I'm not particularly tall, but my weight of 101 pounds makes my figure quite well-proportioned and full. Especially after getting married and having children, I developed D-cup
breasts, a round and large bottom, and long, firm thighs—a truly exaggerated, devilish figure.
Whenever I wear a dress and black stockings to work or go out, I get a lot of attention. My husband is always afraid I'll be targeted by bad guys, yet he also longs to hear
or see information about me being sexually assaulted. He even likes to tell me fantasies about me being raped while wearing black stockings during sex. Although I think
his thoughts are perverted, I can't deny that whenever he says these lewd things, I always fall into that depraved sexual fantasy with him and then
reach orgasm together. I've even found that without these fantasies and black stockings as a spice, we can't have a high-quality sexual encounter.
"We have a company party today, you can wear these," my husband said, pulling out a pair of his treasured dark black pantyhose. These
pantyhose, only 10D, are high-quality, ultra-thin and seamless, with a very smooth feel and an alluring sheen.
"Crazy, pervert," I cursed, but took the pantyhose. Ah, they were indeed incredibly smooth; even I, a woman, felt a tickle when I touched them.
I put on the pantyhose and stood in front of the mirror, admiring my figure. The alluring black flesh was clad only in a dark purple thong. My husband
, his blood boiling, pounced on me and hugged me tightly. I pushed him away forcefully: "Are you crazy? We'll be late! We can do it when we get home tonight." I reached for
my bra, but he snatched it away. "Don't be so old-fashioned. What's the point of wearing this? Use nipple covers." He handed me a pair of small nipple covers that barely covered
my nipples . "Look, your dress has such a low neckline. Wearing a bra will definitely show, it's so tacky." I thought about it and agreed with his
suggestion.
My husband then brought out the black evening gown for me. To be honest, I was really embarrassed to wear it because it was so tight, completely accentuating my magnificent upper body
curves and exaggeratedly large buttocks. The gown also had a slight sheen, making it far too sexy and seductive. "What are you up to by making me dress like this?
Aren't you afraid someone will eat me up?" I laughed and scolded. "Sigh, look at your old-fashioned thinking. How many years can a woman stay beautiful? Don't you want to be the center of attention at the party, the focus of
everyone's ? Besides, I'm here, aren't I?" Her husband's words were quite sweet.
"You wouldn't be hoping I'd be stared at by everyone, just for the thrill, would you?" "Hehe, let's go to... I've been wanting to be out with you for a while now."
"Let's have a go!" As we expected, I was dazzling at the party. Several of my husband's colleagues invited me to dance, and they deliberately touched and groped
me while we danced. I knew what they were up to. Later, my impatient husband got a little drunk and sat on the sofa in the karaoke room, closing his eyes to rest. I thought we
should leave.
"Wait a bit longer, won't you do me the honor of dancing?" The man in front of me introduced himself as General Manager Liu, my husband's boss, but I didn't actually know him. But I was afraid of offending
my husband , and I was also a little drunk, so I let him take my hand and lead me onto the dance floor.
The lively music started, and General Manager Liu took my arm and we danced gracefully. Before long, he had me half-drunk and dizzy. Taking advantage of my dazed state, he held me tightly in his arms,
forcing my large breasts to squeeze and rub against his chest. His large hands were also restless, roughly kneading my round, large buttocks, and intentionally or unintentionally
rubbing his thighs between my legs. I was completely powerless, letting him tease and harass me. I even let out a soft moan when he brazenly rubbed his thigh against my genitals through my pantyhose
. When he brought his mouth to my ear, his hot, alcohol-laden breath jolted me awake. "Mr. Liu...
I... I'm drunk, I can't dance anymore." I hurriedly fled the dance floor and ran to the restroom. While relieving myself, I discovered
a wet patch on my thong. To make matters worse, both of my nipple covers had been rubbed off and were nowhere to be found.
The large nipples on my magnificent breasts were slightly engorged and erect, their outlines clearly visible against my tight evening gown. What should I do? I
racked my brains , thinking the nipple covers should be inside my clothes, but I couldn't find them anywhere. In desperation, I had no choice but to struggle to take off my evening gown to search for them.
"Beauty, you're here! I've been looking everywhere for you!" A sinister laugh came from behind me. I turned around in terror, and there it was—it was Mr. Liu! Before I could react
, Mr. Liu pounced on me, snatched my evening gown, and threw it on the ground. My large breasts jiggled wildly under his sudden attack, dazzling him
; he even drooled. I screamed and tried to run away, but he grabbed me. My delicate silver high heels couldn't bear
the weight , and we both fell to the bathroom floor. Before I could react, he had already grabbed my right breast, pinching my nipple with two fingers and
beginning to vigorously rub it.
A tingling, pleasurable sensation washed over me, and my whole body went limp. He quickly grabbed my other breast, his rough fingers pinching and fiddling with my erect
nipple. "Oh…" My sensitive, private parts were being violated by a stranger, and I instinctively let out a groan. Coming to my senses, I quickly tried to cover myself with my hands.
To my surprise, he expertly pinned my hands down above my head and sat down heavily on me. I was instantly powerless to resist and could only let him
do . "Help...husband, save me!" I screamed, but strangely, there was no response. "It's so noisy in the karaoke bar outside, do you think anyone will hear you
? Besides, they're all my subordinates." Mr. Liu changed his position with confidence, lifting me up from behind, sometimes squeezing my large breasts, sometimes rubbing my
nipples. My full, white breasts trembled and swayed, and under this humiliating stimulation, my nipples were already erect, and my areolas had turned dark
red.
"You're crazy, I'm calling the police, let me go!" I tried to break free from his embrace, enduring the pleasure from my nipples, but he pulled me to the ground.
He took the opportunity to grab my plump, black-stockinged legs and ripped off my silver stilettos. Then he grabbed my two beautiful legs in black stockings and began to lick them lewdly. First, he
put my feet in his mouth, using his disgusting mouth to grope my toes covered by black stockings, sucking on each of my small toes one by one. Then, he used his dirty
tongue thick with saliva, to slide over my toes, insteps, calves, and thighs, from my left leg to my right. The high-end black stockings clearly gave him
the ultimate tactile pleasure. At the same time, he also used his rough hands to knead my full, round thighs and shapely calves.
"Let me go, are you crazy? I'm going to call for help!" I was being played with by him, and although I was powerless to fight back, I was still very conscious. However, the more I acted like this,
the more . After Mr. Liu finished ravaging my black stocking legs, he actually reached between my legs and tore open the crotch of my black pantyhose with force. Then he
grabbed the crotch of my thong and pulled it out of the hole in the pantyhose! At this moment, my full, hairy pubic area and half of my
white buttocks were completely exposed to him. I knew that these black pantyhose were seamless and ultra-thin, and wearing them was a hundred times sexier than not wearing them at all. I also knew that my
half-covered pubic area was a fatal temptation for men. What was even harder to accept was that I realized my labia were starting to engorge, and my vaginal fluid was beginning to flow. The
terrible situation I was facing reminded me of the scenes my husband often described when we made love, the fantasies he had of me being raped by bad men. I didn't want to admit it, but I couldn't deny it;
I already instinctively aroused.
"Such beautiful legs in stockings! I've never fucked such a beautiful black-stockinged bitch. I wanted to fuck you, you black-stockinged slut, earlier, and I'll fuck you to my heart's content today!"
At this moment, I was almost naked from head to toe, except for a pair of black pantyhose.
Mr. Liu put my left leg on his shoulder, and my right leg was pressed under his buttocks. He pressed my clitoris hard with his thumb, and inserted another finger into my
vagina to dig and probe, while continuing to rub my large nipples. And so, he groped and molested me, squeezing my breasts and poking my clitoris. Though I
resisted, the primal pleasure of my body was already raging. "Oh... ah..." Finally, I let out a soft, seductive
moan that even I found hard to believe.
Then, his fingers, inserted into my vagina, began to thrust violently in and out, repeatedly digging into my genitals. I realized with horror that he was trying to stimulate
my G-spot, and what was worse, he had succeeded! I felt a small, hard spot inside my vagina being mercilessly squeezed and kneaded by the man's rough fingers. My
vagina began to contract powerfully, and my full belly, encased in black stockings, heaved violently. I felt a wave of intense heat rising from my pelvis, and I gradually lost control. "Oh, oh, stop... no!" I cried out as he dug into me, my round, black buttocks twisting violently
with the rapid thrusting of his fingers .
"Husband, help me..." With Mr. Liu's intense rhythm, I finally couldn't help but scream "Ahhh!" my whole body
trembling.
My voluptuous, sexy body instinctively prepared for the impending climax. I not only stopped resisting, but also shamelessly twisted my waist, offering
my large black-stockinged buttocks to his hands, craving for him to thrust deeper and more powerfully. Mr. Liu realized my change in attitude and simply inserted three
fingers into my vagina, continuing to thrust violently, rotating them as he went. The terrifying experience of being violated by a stranger in an unprecedented way greatly excited me.
I screamed even louder, involuntarily clamping my voluptuous, black-stockinged thighs around his strong waist, pulling hard, yearning to be penetrated even deeper by him.
Thick fingers kneaded and groped. The smooth black stockings gave him a comfortable sensation, making him even more vigorous. Finally, my uterus contracted, and my mature, voluptuous
body began to ejaculate thick vaginal fluid. The stockings on my buttocks were completely soaked, clinging tightly to my plump buttocks, making the black
stockings smooth and shiny, even more sexy. But Mr. Liu didn't let me go after the orgasm. He was incredibly excited, rubbing faster and faster. Finally, with my loud moans,
I gushed out milky white vaginal fluid, all of it shooting onto his face.
"Ah, this slut's vaginal discharge is all coming out, so fucking horny! Let's see how your husband fucks you to death today!" He got up and quickly stripped off his clothes, throwing off
his underwear , revealing a huge, erect penis. I had never seen such a big penis before, and I was immediately terrified. I struggled to get up and ran out of the toilet.
Mr. Liu caught up with me from behind in a flash, grabbing my breasts with both hands and kissing my ear fiercely. "You're not leaving here today if you don't let me fuck you good
, you black-stockinged bitch!" Seeing I couldn't escape, I struggled desperately, the pleasure of my recent finger-rape orgasm still fresh in my mind, my body still weak and powerless.
But he only grew more vigorous, lifting my plump, stocking-clad buttocks, spreading my two black-stockinged buttocks apart, and thrusting his thick penis hard into my vagina!
My vagina was already incredibly lubricated from my previous climax, so his thick penis slid in smoothly all the way to the destination my husband had never been able to resist.
"Ah! You...you..." I screamed. Finally, I was completely possessed by a stranger. Guilt and fear filled my heart, but I couldn't deny that
the feeling of having my vagina filled with such a huge penis was unprecedented; its size was incomparable to anything my husband could ever do. There was a slight pain, but mostly a feeling of fullness and
satisfaction ! He caressed and kneaded my smooth, black-stockinged, plump buttocks, sighing as he began to thrust forcefully. The speed wasn't fast, but each thrust was solid and powerful. His hard lower
abdomen and my full buttocks collided violently, and the sticky stockings covering my buttocks created a slapping, obscene
sound of intercourse. His penis was so long that it viciously hit my cervix with each thrust. I desperately twisted my body, trying to break free from his control, but instead, my supple
flesh was brutally churned by his thick penis, causing waves of excruciating pleasure to surge within me.
My innocent uterus began to secrete nectar again, and I finally couldn't control myself. I gripped the door frame with both hands and began to shamelessly twist my slender waist, thrusting my
plump buttocks to match his thrusts, as if I craved even faster and more intense thrusts from him. He was so powerful; with each violation of my uterus, I
couldn't help let out a wanton moan.
"Mmm...mmm...ah..." I thought haphazardly. How long could I last in this harmonious mating? If the fingering earlier could
be forgiven , now I was genuinely experiencing this immoral intercourse, and instead of putting up a strong resistance, I was actively
cooperating with his rape of me under this soul-stirring pleasure. How was I going to end this? I was enjoying this high-quality intercourse so much. I was sure this stranger would bring me to orgasm.
How explain this to my dear husband?
"Black stockings bitch, you better call out! Otherwise, I'll fuck you until you cry for your parents!" Mr. Liu increased the speed of his thrusts, threatening me in my ear as he fucked me.
I closed my eyes and shook my head desperately. "Fuck, watch me squeeze your fat tits until they burst!" He moved his large hand away from my black stockings and fat buttocks, cupped my
two large breasts that were shaking violently, and began to roughly knead them, skillfully pinching and rubbing my already erect nipples, stimulating them to become even larger and harder. I whimpered and
moaned, desperately realizing that my enormous breasts had been further swollen from his fondling, my erect nipples practically ready to spray milk at the slightest touch. I
tossed my beautiful, wavy black hair in despair, like a small, wanton boat in a raging storm, moaning and thrusting my chest and buttocks in response to his
brutal violation, reveling in the pleasure of being completely and utterly defiled.
"Wife!" The bathroom door opened, and my husband appeared before me. I was stunned: I was completely naked, wearing only ripped black
pantyhose, having sex with a stranger, and constantly moaning wantonly. How could I explain this to my husband?
"Zhang Wenqiang, do you still want to do this?!" At Mr. Liu's roar, I hurriedly broke free from him, trying to throw myself into my husband's arms. But after a moment's
hesitation grabbed my slender waist, pinned my hands down with one hand, and buried his head in my breasts, beginning to suckle my nipples forcefully
. The sudden stimulation caught me off guard. It felt like he was sucking sweet juice from my breasts. "Ah!" I cried out in surprise, and
thick love fluid flowed from my vagina. My whole body went limp. Just as I was about to struggle, Mr. Liu came up again. He abruptly spread my legs, squatted down, and hoisted one of my shapely
black- legs onto his shoulder. Three fingers entered my vagina again and began to thrust violently. This stranger was already very skilled at violating my G-spot.
He thrust into my vagina at a high frequency while licking and biting my black-stockinged leg. I immediately lost all strength and collapsed into my husband's arms like a soft candy,
unable to resist, only able to let out low moans. "Xiao Zhang, well done," Mr. Liu praised my husband, then gestured to him with his eyes. My husband
immediately wrapped his arms around my breasts and lifted me up. Mr. Liu grabbed my long, slender legs in black stockings and placed them around his waist, his hands supporting my
round, plump buttocks. I realized what they were going to do and struggled desperately, moaning, "No, no!" "Black stockings bitch, I'm
only just getting started. I won't stop until you call me 'husband'!" Mr. Liu chuckled lewdly, and his erect penis thrust hard into my still-dripping vagina
. I was held up by two men, being violently penetrated in mid-air, and the one holding me from behind was my husband. Mr. Liu held my stockinged legs and
thrust in and out with satisfaction, each thrust hitting my uterus hard. "Husband, help... Oh, no, it's so hard. Mmm, mmm, you... you go faster, I ca
n't take it anymore..." My husband's attitude and this novel position completely fulfilled my sexual fantasies of being violated and humiliated. I finally surrendered completely to Mr. Liu's penis
, utterly losing the desire to resist. At this moment, I didn't care about anything. My husband was truly a cuckold enthusiast willing to be a cuckold, so why should I resist my
lust? Since I couldn't resist, I might as well use my ripe, sexy body to exchange for a soul-stirring, bone-melting intercourse.
Slap slap slap, the loud sounds of intercourse echoed in the room. Mr. Liu's hard abdominal muscles slammed viciously against my full, soft vulva. My thick, soft pubic hair
intertwined with his coarse, messy pubic hair, making it impossible to tell which was which. I was starting to feel dizzy, drool dripping from the corner of my mouth. The white, viscous fluid inside me
overflowed with his vigorous thrusts, flowing down my buttocks and making a mess of my shiny black pantyhose.
Another burning, aching sensation rose from my uterus, and I realized with despair that I was really about to be brought to orgasm by a man other than my husband, with his thick, hard penis.
Yes, that was an orgasm my husband had never brought me to. The pleasure washed over me, my breathing became rapid, and the moans I had been desperately suppressing grew
louder. "Mr. Liu, my wife's about to climax," my husband said softly, knowing my body's reactions intimately, staring at my heaving abdomen beneath my black stockings.
Mr. Liu snorted, grabbed my slender waist, and pulled me away from my husband. My husband immediately pulled out his phone, recording this filthy, wild
act of incest while masturbating. I instinctively wrapped my arms around Mr. Liu's neck, while he wrapped his arms around my legs, lifting my large, black-stockinged buttocks
into his hands, kneading and thrusting again! "Ah…" In this standing position, his penis went all the way in, almost tearing my elastic
uterus . Losing support, I could only place my entire weight on his penis inside my vagina, letting him penetrate me wantonly. "Ah, ah!" I could no longer control my
lust and shamelessly screamed wildly. At that moment, Mr. Liu kissed me. I no longer had any thought of resistance, and I didn't care that my
husband was filming next to me. I let his thick tongue lick my sweet mouth, and even involuntarily stuck out my own little tongue to intertwine with his
.
This savage and primal kiss made my saliva drip down the corner of my mouth, but I didn't care anymore. I unconsciously used my two long, strong, black-stockinged thighs
to tightly wrap around his waist, and wrapped them together behind him to help him thrust wildly.
I, weighing 101 pounds, was easily and vigorously fucked by Mr. Liu, who was 180 cm tall and muscular. This position made my large breasts press tightly against his firm chest, and
with each thrust, my erect nipples rubbed against his nipples. Mr. Liu was extremely excited by the friction. He adjusted the position of his big penis and put it directly
against my G-spot!
"Ah!" I cried out, sticking out his tongue. I knew another carnal storm was about to begin. Mr. Liu sensed my arousal and immediately assumed
a horse stance my plump buttocks, clad in black stockings, and began thrusting in
and out. My sweet spot was directly pressed against my G-spot by his thick cock, relentlessly and brutally ravaged. My mouth watered, my hands gripping his back tightly, my smooth, black-stockinged thighs clamping tightly around his waist, rubbing
intensely , my toes curling taut in the black stockings. Mr. Liu seized the opportunity, using his strong arms to tighten his grip on my black-stockinged legs, while provocatively bringing his mouth
to my face. Shamelessly, I extended my tongue and passionately kissed him, letting him roughly lick every corner of my mouth.
"Bitch, I'm better than your husband, right?" "Ah, ah, ah... You're so amazing, I'm almost there, you... you're a hundred times better than that green-haired turtle!" "Come and let me fuck you
tomorrow wearing black stockings, understand?" "Okay, okay, I'll wear black stockings every day for you to fuck, my stocking-clad pussy is only for you to fuck!"
Crazy lust made me shamelessly fawn over a stranger, hoping to get him to ravage and possess me more brutally. "Slut, I knew you were a black-stocking bitch, always
thinking about being licked on the feet and fucked!" Mr. Liu lewdly insulted me with vulgar words, but I was no longer disgusted, but even more aroused. I felt that I was a
slutty, wanton black-stocking slut, deserving to betray my husband and offer him my mature and perfect body. "I am your black-stocking bitch, I want you to lick my
black-stockinged feet, I want you to fuck me hard, please let me cum." My cloudy white love juice flowed down from the point where my genitals and Mr. Liu's were joined,
dripping onto the ground. I rubbed my naked body against his naked body, craving more of his favor. I offered
him my most vulnerable spots to ravage and play with, yearning to be completely and utterly taken from my husband.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah! I can't take it anymore, husband, your black stockings wife belongs to someone else!" I cried out louder and louder. I knew that my voluptuous and
sexy body had been directly penetrated by his big cock, reaching a G-spot orgasm, straight to the peak of excitement. This was a pleasure I had never experienced before. My two black stockings
legs twitched incessantly, my toes wrapped in sheer black stockings curled tightly, and my vagina began to contract violently, frantically squeezing his penis and pressing against his glans
. My sexy and mature uterus issued a call for fertilization.
"Ah, ah, ah, black stockings bitch, you're squeezing me to death, husband is going to cum! I'll fuck you to death, you slut, I'll fuck you until you're pregnant!" Mr. Liu also began to
tremble before ejaculation. He kneaded my soft and plump black stockings as he thrust hard, unable to help but roar as well.
"Husband, my heart has been ravaged by someone else, I'm going to be fucked by someone else... Ah, I gave it all to him, I came... I came!" My full uterus couldn't
withstand his solid, relentless thrusts, trembling as it released thick streams of vaginal fluid. Reaching the climax of intercourse, I tightly embraced Mr. Liu, violently
twisting my large, black-stockinged buttocks. Mr. Liu was already on the verge of climax, how could he withstand such intense stimulation? He lost control, roared, and began his final
sprint . "I'm coming, I'm coming, you black-stockinged bitch, I'm going to shoot it all into your big ass!" "Shoot it in, shoot it all in, I'm a black-stockinged bitch, I want to get
pregnant with your bastard child, shoot, shoot... Ah!" Amidst the obscene cries of a man and a woman, Mr. Liu groaned, pressing my sexy, full
, black-stockinged , shooting streams of hot, thick semen into my slippery vagina, almost hitting my cervix. Finally, just like in our sexual
fantasies, I was completely possessed! At that moment, I felt both physical and psychological pleasure reach their peak. I moaned as my uterus and vagina
greedily drained his semen. The immoral pleasure of being penetrated by a stranger brought me to a climax. I shamelessly shouted, "So good, dear husband, you're
so amazing, you've got this black-stockinged slut pregnant! Ah!" The intense physical struggle came to an end, and I lay on Mr. Liu's shoulder, unable to move. Mr. Liu, having ejaculated,
didn't put me down, nor did his large penis soften. He continued to fuck me while holding me, walking towards the door.
"No, put me down, you're satisfied, please put me down!" "Black-stockinged slut, aren't you satisfied? Did you enjoy it?" Mr. Liu
questioned "..." I remained silent. This was undoubtedly a high-quality sexual encounter; I had achieved unprecedented physical and mental satisfaction, but how could I admit it to him?
By then, he was already walking down the corridor.
"That feels good... Is that enough? Please don't leave." "Call me husband!" The coach continued to fuck me as he walked.
I gasped, "How can this be? I have a husband!" Is conquering a woman really only possible through the vagina? I found myself unconsciously acting
coquettishly towards the man who was violently raping me, and right in front of my husband.
"Didn't you just call me husband? Now you're going back on your word? Your husband is filming and having a blast! Besides, one
husband ." With that, Mr. Liu lifted my plump buttocks, clad only in black stockings, and carried me into the KTV room, while my husband excitedly
followed behind with his phone.
"Everyone's worked hard, let's play a special game, let's make Zhang happy. This black stockings bitch is tough and wet, who wants to go first?"... That night,
we didn't go home; we didn't get home until 8 a.m. the next morning. After my husband held me and I drifted off to sleep, I wanted to throw away the black stockings that were torn to
shreds stained with semen and vaginal fluid, but my husband firmly stopped me. Then, he forced me to put on those stockings that recorded my shame,
and we watched the video he had recorded the night before, and frantically made love to each other in various positions over and over again...

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