wife scandal

It was midsummer, and I was wearing a sarong with plain flowers on a white background. The flowers were light purple lilac flowers, very simple and fresh, and matched perfectly with my innocent face with two small brushes.

Wen Liang held my hand tightly, and I shyly snuggled up beside him. Gradually, his hands became restless. In order to prevent his nakedness from being exposed, I was wearing a pair of slightly longer boxer underpants. His Hands gradually stretched out there...

"Don't! Don't!" Feeling his invasion, I grabbed his hand eagerly to stop him.

Deng Wenliang snatched the poetry collection from my hand and threw it aside, then grabbed my shoulders with both hands and pushed me down on the bed.

"Xiao Man, I beg you. You have never let me touch you. In the past, it was because you were afraid that we would not be able to make it. Now our relationship has been approved by my parents. You have also graduated. The next step is to meet your parents. Then you can consider getting married, what are you still insisting on?" Deng Wenliang leaned on my chest and said these words to me sincerely.

Logically speaking, his request did not seem unreasonable, but for me, who was only 21 years old at the time and had an extremely conservative tutor, it was difficult to bridge the gap between men and women for a while.

But on the other hand, I still have a longing in my heart. After all, Wenliang and I have been together for so long, I have fallen in love with him deeply, and I am also deeply infatuated with his strong masculine body...

Seeming to see through my thoughts, Deng Wenliang's next move became more daring. He lifted my body, unzipped my skirt from the back with a swipe, and quickly took off my long sarong. In this way, I was exposed in front of him defenselessly, wearing only a small bra and boxer briefs.

"No! Don't! Don't..." I subconsciously covered my chest and retreated into the bed.

Deng Wenliang smiled slyly. He jumped under the bed, quickly took off his clothes, flew onto the bed, and rushed towards me...

"No! Wenliang, don't do this!" His movements were extremely fierce. At that moment, I felt as if I was about to be raped by him, and I struggled desperately not to let him succeed.

Deng Wenliang pressed me firmly under him, pulled my face, and said to me in a begging tone: "Xiaoman, I beg you, do you know? You stay at my house these few days, every day I'm dangling under my nose, but I can't do anything. Do you know how hard it is for me to endure? My parents are not at home today. Just give me this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I beg you, okay? "

Looking at his sincere and earnest eyes, my mood was very complicated for a while, and there was a trace of inexplicable longing in my fear. When I was conflicted, Deng Wenliang took off the last equipment on me without losing the opportunity. , I was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, completely exposed in front of him.

"No!" Following my growl with a crying voice, his movements were jerky, and he pushed forward vigorously into my body.

A tear rolled from the corner of my eye, and my head tilted to one side.

I found that the collection of Xi Murong's poems was lying next to me, and on the opened page, the handwriting on it was still clearly visible: all the endings have been written, and all the tears have already started...

On that summer afternoon with the sound of cicadas, in that cool and pleasant hut, he changed me from a girl to a woman.