Texts that make you incredibly wet - Xiaohuangwen

Handan Bus Route 19
We went to the furniture store, and my wife and I boarded the No. 19 bus that had just arrived. Oh no, this bus was still so crowded! I cried (I don't know if the tears were from complaint or joy, haha). I held my wife and we gradually moved to the middle of the bus, and then my wife found a comfortable spot. I stopped, and I stood beside her, protecting her. The crowded people on the bus were rubbing against each other, complaining, and shoving.
However, without a signed contract, the company's finances could go into deficit, potentially resulting in losses of hundreds of millions.
I slid my hand down to my wife's buttocks and slowly caressed them, occasionally blowing air into her ear. My wife, with her sensitive body, couldn't bear my ministrations and would often rest her head on the arm gripping the handrail, closing her eyes and purring seductively. Suddenly, I braked sharply, taking the opportunity to pull my wife's bodycon skirt up to her waist. Perhaps my wife was enjoying it too much, or perhaps the lighting was too dim, but my wife didn't resist at all. Thus, a large area of my wife's buttocks was exposed to the air. This scene might be familiar to everyone in porn or cartoons, but the naked body in front of me felt very real.
"I am the head of the Star Moon Pavilion. I hope you gentlemen will be lenient tonight and enjoy the surprise brought by our new courtesan, Rui Xue!" She finished speaking these prepared words leisurely, and bowed gracefully with her body supple.
Just then, an older man got off the bus and squeezed through the crowd. He glanced at the sunlight streaming in from this side and started shoving. His hand slid over my wife's naked buttocks, and she became alert, pulling her skirt down a bit. Because my hand was still underneath her, the skirt covered three-quarters of her buttocks. Only then did my wife feel a little safer and continue to enjoy my caresses.
Many of Ying Hui's words were directed at him, a fact that everyone in the Political Affairs Hall had already discerned. Consequently, everyone's gaze unconsciously drifted towards him.
The car interior remained dimly lit, and the form-fitting short skirt accentuated the curves of my wife's hips, which were faintly visible in the dim light. Like seeing flowers through a mist, there's always an added layer of beauty compared to reality.
As he spoke, a vast and powerful surge of true energy suddenly erupted from Bai Yuda's body, forcefully repelling the energy of the Hellfire Evil Phoenix.
I paused after a while. I had discovered the scenery on the other side. My wife gave me a slightly resentful look but didn't say anything. I knew she was a little unsatisfied because my interruption had disrupted her pleasure.
At the temple gate, the two saw several women burning paper money inside. The offering table had been replaced with a new one, on which were placed offerings. One of the women was muttering something like: "Thank you, Holy Father and Holy Mother, for sending heavenly soldiers and generals last night to save the people of Huanglongxi."
What I witnessed was a rather amusing perverted scene, one I had never seen before. Not far from me, a boy was holding a collapsible folding umbrella with his arm hanging vertically, so that the umbrella just happened to extend under the arm of the young tutor next to him.

Texts that make you incredibly wet - Xiaohuangwen
Yao Ze felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He was too late. As the sky was filled with flashing lights and countless shouts rose and fell, he had no time to pay attention to the people in front of him. His figure flickered and disappeared directly from the mountaintop.
As the car swayed, the umbrella gently rubbed against the young master's genitals. At first, the master would occasionally turn his head and see an umbrella accidentally touching her, but after a few times, he became disgusted and walked to the back of the car (it seems that even if this boy were caught, there would be no evidence to convict him; how cunning). Apart from me and the boy, no one around knew what was happening.
Yao Ze naturally supported all of this. Every disciple's advancement was an improvement in the strength of the Great Yan Sect. Yao Ze personally escorted them into the secret space and came to the Qingling Sect in the Northern Continent by himself.
Afterwards, the boy assaulted another woman using the same method. This woman, like the first one, glanced back at him at first, but then unexpectedly spread her legs wider and pushed her buttocks back, seemingly cooperating with the boy's actions, and appeared to be enjoying it.
Once the women regained their senses, they quickly pointed to a giant dragon statue in the corner of the hall. "Senior, the Ancestor would touch that dragon every time and then disappear. We dare not touch it casually."
I took a closer look at this woman. Her style of dress was quite different from the previous one; she wore a tank top and a short, cropped skirt, revealing a curvaceous figure with a large bottom. It seemed that the guy's technique was quite good. Watching from the sidelines, I couldn't help but chuckle to myself. People in this world are truly diverse; the same thing elicits different reactions. Perhaps this is just a matter of personality.
Someone quickly brought over a huge armchair. The old man leaned back, raised his right hand slightly, and waved to everyone, indicating that they should take a seat.
Then they arrived at another stop, and five or six people got off. Later, the woman who had been harassed also got off, and my wife moved into her seat.
This time, however, Ye Bai's divine sense successfully entered the storage bag, as if the storage bag had no owner and belonged to an unclaimed object.
I was standing right next to that boy, back to back, with another person blocking his view. So the boy couldn't see my face, but I could vaguely see the other boy's movements.
Instead, the old man kept changing her around, and all she asked was, "Have you ever seen my granddaughter-in-law?"
Just then, my phone rang. I quickly picked it up, moving half a body's distance from my wife, and answered. It was a colleague from work. She was telling me about tomorrow's work—how annoying! Isn't this going to cause problems? My eyes were still glancing in that direction out of the corner of my eye.
"Oh no, it's here! Tony's flying knee! That's his deadliest weapon! Xiao Feng, get out of the way!" Hana no Kiku shouted from the screen.
The boy then used the same method, extending the folding umbrella towards my wife's genitals. My wife, already sensitive, initially flinched, then glanced back somewhat reluctantly. Seeing it was just an umbrella, she turned her head away. However, with the car's jolting and the pent-up pleasure she had just experienced, a sweet, blissful expression gradually spread across her face. She turned to look at me, and I pretended not to see what was happening and continued my phone call. My wife then turned her head back to the boy's actions, letting him continue.
Qingshang's technique made Lü Shang feel very comfortable. She slowly massaged from her arm all the way to her shoulder, tightening and loosening her muscles, which made her whole body relax.
Perhaps because of her earlier complaint about me cutting off her pleasure, my wife didn't tell me anything immediately. After I finished the call, I returned to my wife's side. She was looking out the window with glazed eyes and her cheeks flushed.
Uncle Geng looked unwell today, and he seemed to have difficulty speaking. It was probably because he had been pushing himself too hard last night and had exhausted his energy.
I guessed my wife was feeling conflicted. If she told me what had happened, she felt I would immediately stop the guy—he was strong and tall, and if something happened, I would definitely be at a disadvantage, and I would also have to interrupt the pleasure I had just experienced, which is torture for a woman. But seeing me come back, she was trying her best to suppress her feelings, unwilling to show any signs of pleasure. Then I saw my wife suddenly bite her lip and close her eyes tightly. I could guess what that familiar expression meant, and asked, "Honey, are you feeling unwell?"
Instead of using Yuan Tian as a hostage to take further action, Bai Ye directly attacked and killed Yuan Tian...
No. Old. Husband, oh, oh. Husband, hold me, I, I'm a little cold. The wife's words were a little unclear.
When they came to their senses, they found that Lan Ling had been blasted away, coughing up blood and looking miserable. As for his blue longsword, there were cracks all over its blade.
I was holding my wife when I looked up behind me and was suddenly surprised to find that the boy was facing away from us, looking out the window. The only difference was that the hand that was holding the handrail now held the umbrella that he had been holding in his other hand.
"Dr. Ye's medical skills are extraordinary. He saved the elderly man who suddenly fell into a coma in a very short time. Just over ten minutes later, the elderly man returned with his granddaughter in his arms, and he had fully recovered!"
The area around me was still very crowded. From my angle, I couldn't see what was happening below.
Of course, the old blacksmith mainly made hoes and sickles for practice. In addition, he would occasionally make some hunting knives. As for sharp swords, he probably never made them, but it didn't matter. Chen Zong only needed to use the blacksmith's workshop.
My wife's eyes remained tightly closed. I told her I needed to tie my shoelaces, then turned sideways and bent down to look under her crotch. What I saw made my blood boil: her skirt was pulled up, exposing half of her buttocks. Her legs were spread apart, and her thong was pulled to one side of her genitals. The man was rapidly thrusting two fingers into her vagina. Any man with experience knows that this angle of thrusting is very... He easily reached the woman's G-spot, and because of the close proximity, I could hear the squelching sound he made as he rubbed his fingers. When his fingers reached the deepest part of her vagina, I could also hear the slapping sound of his skin hitting her vaginal skin. My wife's vaginal fluid was everywhere, flowing down her long, slender legs. The scene was very erotic. At this moment, my wife was still thrusting her snow-white, round buttocks back and forth, working hard to cooperate with the man's thrusting.
"If that's the case, then I won't have to search for them one by one." Chen Zong smiled coldly, a flash of murderous intent crossing his eyes.
Perhaps a woman's body often honestly expresses her primary need: food and sex, and only then do other things come into play.
In fact, Yuan Chongshan's cultivation level was at the Great Perfection Divine Body Realm, which meant not only that his cultivation level was such, but also that his understanding of the Great Dao had reached the appropriate level.
As I lifted myself up, my wife suddenly stiffened and leaned back violently, as if in a spasm. I quickly hugged her tightly; I knew she had been sexually assaulted and reached orgasm.
Now that we're here and don't know how to leave, we can only continue.
I helped my wife straighten her skirt. Just then, we arrived at a stop, and I saw the young man get off the bus without looking back. I guess he could feel the trembling and throbbing of my wife's vaginal spasms through his fingers.
"No need to be polite." High in the sky, after hearing Yu Huang's words, the City Lord of Tiancang quickly glanced at Yu Huang and the others, and said in a calm voice, "You are from my Three Thousand Worlds. As the City Lord, I will naturally not allow people from other worlds to kill at will."
After a long while, my wife opened her eyes and said, "Honey, someone just molested me from behind. I... I wanted to call you." Then she looked at me shyly, tears welling up in her eyes with guilt.
Jiangsu Governor Yang Yuting entered the signing room, sat down in Xing Shilian's seat without any ceremony, picked up the documents on the table, glanced at them, and said decisively, "Nong Jinsun cannot be released!"
I... I didn't call out. Honey, honey, please don't blame me.
Chen Zikun pressed his hands down and said, "The situation in Jiangdong is quite complicated. In Jiangbei, we have to compete with the Eighth Route Army, and in Jiangnan, we have to compete with Gu Zhutong's forces. On one side is the Communist Party, and on the other side is the Nationalist government's regular army. Can we defeat them?"
I gently embraced my wife and said, "Honey, we're almost there. We'll get off and go home. Don't worry about it." Afterwards, I felt a little guilty because I didn't know if the guy's fingers were clean. I hoped there wouldn't be any future problems. Walking along the road, holding my wife, I stopped, paused, and said earnestly, "Honey, I love you."
Liu Ting said, "It sounds better than it sounds. I think it's just Chiang Kai-shek's delaying tactic. Now that American planes and ships are helping to transport troops, we can quickly recover large swathes of territory and greatly increase our strength. The day we completely overwhelm the enemy will be the day we start the war."
No matter what happens.
Look at that question! Of course she won't get angry. Don't I know my friend well? If you don't let her finish what she wants to do, she won't eat even if she starves to death.
My wife looked at me with a mixture of emotion and awe, and then remained silent the rest of the way. Only a few tears kept welling up in her eyes. I knew what that meant.
Luo Yifeng was in agony, but he still pretended to be unusually calm, and said with a silly grin, "Just kidding! How could I be him! Just kidding! Just kidding!"
This story is over. The kind of scene where someone strips naked on a public bus and ejaculates on a man, leaving him drenched, can perhaps only be seen in movies featuring public bus perverts. In reality, we can't demand too much from life. Cultural repression still exists; a little fun is enough, isn't it? I think it's enough.
"Is this... a joke? This is impossible, isn't it? If it weren't for Wright..."
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