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This manager usually looks righteous, but he has actually been coveting her for a long time. When he is at work, her curvy figure always lingers in his mind, tempting him to commit a crime all the time. He saw everything that happened at the banquet today. Not long after the young wife entered the house, her husband also left with the secretary. He secretly followed them and saw them going up to the top floor of Wen Qian's house and doing something in the Buddhist hall. He hurried to find the wife so as to catch her in the affair. He went down to the dining table but couldn't find her. He returned to the house and met her. Now he and she were lying in ambush at the stairs to peek. She knelt on the steps with her buttocks raised behind her. The manager saw that she was angry with her husband, so he took the opportunity to take advantage of her. She was so angry that she didn't know where to vent her anger. If you want to touch me, I will let you touch me as much as you want. She didn't struggle to get rid of it, but just stared fiercely at the wild couple making love. The manager was getting more and more addicted to it, and he dug deep into her soft soil, lifted her skirt and touched inside. He was so eager that he directly touched her vagina. She really wanted to turn around and slap him, but she was deliberately trying to take revenge on her husband, so she let him play. She watched her husband struggling to stand with the secretary and fuck her vagina. It would be great if he could do the same with her. Suddenly, a hard thing drilled into her vagina. It turned out that the manager pulled the leg of his briefs and put his penis in. Her husband was having sex with another woman, and she was also having sex with another man. It was really hard to explain the feeling. The manager who was fucking her from behind was annoying, but it made her feel comfortable. She heard the secretary's low moaning. She didn't dare to breathe, but her vagina was getting more and more comfortable. She had to lower her head and bite her clothes to prevent her mouth from making noises. Unfortunately, the manager was very useless. His endurance was far less than that of the lustful one. After only four or five hundred thrusts, his penis started to jump and leaked semen into her vagina. She had just started to get excited when he died. Although she was full of grievances, he was her supervisor after all, and she had to hide from her husband so that he wouldn't see her. So she just turned back and gave him a glare of condemnation. He spread his hands apologetically to show his disrespect. She suddenly remembered Wen Qian's room, so she took his hand and walked downstairs secretly. He stuffed his penis back into his pants as he walked. After a while, they came to Wen Qian's door. She tried to turn the doorknob, but it was not locked. She pushed it open and saw that there was no one there. She and the manager went in and locked the door at the same time. The manager hugged her around the waist, kissed her face and said, "My dear, I miss you so much!" She said angrily, "You old fool, playing with other people's wives." He pushed her hard and she fell on the bed. He pulled his penis out of his pants again. It was shaking and getting hard again. He was really impulsive. He didn't take off her skirt first. He reached in and took off her panties, threw them on the ground, grabbed her feet, and opened them openly. He thrust his penis into them. Fortunately, she was looking forward to it, and the fire and dry wood were mixed together again. While he was masturbating, he saw that she was still wearing two snow-white high heels on her feet, but her private parts were exposed for him to play with. His penis couldn't help but become more engorged and stiff. “Oh...Manager..." she said, "You are better than before..." “**...Do you feel good...You slut...You keep sticking out your chest and hips all day...Finally I'm fucking you...I'm wearing you..." “Oh...Manager...I feel good...Ah...Yes...wear me...Ah...It feels so good...So good...So beautiful...Good manager...Good brother...Good husband..." “Don’t call me husband,” the manager said, “Your husband is being a cuckold!” When she heard him say that her husband was being a cuckold, she felt great pleasure in her heart. She happily helped him shake his hips and became even more lewd. “Yes... let him be... a cuckold... ah... ah... a cuckold... oh... fuck me... fuck me to death... it feels so good... ah... manager..." “You’re so slutty... look at me fucking you..." “Ah... ah..." she hummed heavily: "I... I call you godfather... call you dear daddy... ah... it feels so good..." “Haha,” the manager said: "My dear daughter... goddaddy fuck you..." “Oh... oh... daddy... brother... I... I’m going to be so horny... I’m going to cum... ah... ah... it feels so good... my dear man... I’m being fucked to death by godfather... ah... ah... I’m coming... I’m coming..." “My dear daughter... goddaddy is going to cum too... um..."
This time he ejaculated thick and abundant, filling her hole. Her revenge and lust were satisfied at the same time, and she had a new plan in mind. She climbed up and hugged the manager and kissed him, saying coquettishly: "Good godfather, you make your daughter feel so comfortable." Seeing that she really recognized him as her godfather, he was even more proud. It seemed that every day at work in the future would be full of spring. They were so affectionate and nauseous for a while before leaving the room and going downstairs. The bride and groom were going to see the guests off, and A Jian and his table of people came back in a scattered manner. This time they came to pick up their bags and coats because everyone was going home. A Jian saw the young wife throwing him a flying kiss from a distance, and he also returned her one from a distance, then dived into the crowd to look for Wen Qian.
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