After I finished speaking, Mandala didn't speak for a long time. We huddled in the same bed, but I didn't have any frivolous thoughts about her in my heart.
"Sister Man, keep this a secret for me." Finally, I sighed and smiled at her: "After listening to the story, go to bed. It's almost dawn outside."
"Can you sleep?" Mandala's lips were very close to my face, and the hot breath he breathed made me shiver.
"Can't... sleep..." I whispered with a fever in my ears.
"Wangzi, I still have a question." Mandala's voice seemed to be trembling slightly, and he said dryly.
"Um?"
"At that time...well, how many times a week did you and Mu Yan have sex?" Mandala's little mouth spurted out streams of hot breath.
"Then who remembers..." My heart trembled, and I swallowed my saliva and said, "Sometimes several times a night, sometimes... only once every two nights..."
"How many times a night?" Mandala obviously didn't believe it: "Real or false?"
"Of course it's true." A wave of evil fire surged up in my belly: "My strong one."
"Which one is stronger?"
"It's hard to say, but you understand."
"I understand, yes, but... I don't believe it."
"Well, then I can't prove it to you, sleep."
"Wangzi, I... haven't done it for a long, long time..." Mandala's body leaned over tentatively. Seeing that I didn't avoid it, the girl slowly raised her delicate thighs and pressed on me:
"You know... you know... what was I doing when the bastard in your mouth came in?"
"What are you doing?" My head was buzzing, and I thought, isn't this a test of brother's determination?
Mandala lay next to my ear and whispered: "Masturbation."
"you……"
I just felt that my heart suddenly stopped, and my whole body was frozen and speechless, not knowing what to say.
"What, are you surprised?" Mandala gently touched my face.
"No, it's not unexpected..." My voice trembled a little, and I said subconsciously: "It seems that that sentence is correct."
"Which sentence?"
"The more violent a woman is on the surface, the more fragile she is on the inside... The more indifferent a woman is on the outside, the more... the more..."
"Is that right?" Mandala said hoarsely, "Because everyone wants to be a different version of themselves, right?"
"Well...it's...actually...actually...it's not as serious as you said."
"Wangzi, women are human beings too. Especially at my age, we all need a man, both physically and psychologically." Mandala hugged me obediently and lay beside me and said intermittently: "Since the divorce, I
I’m also trying to find another man, but with my current conditions, it’s not easy to find a man that I like?”
"You...had a failed marriage, and you have a shadow in your heart that you don't want to get married again?"
"Maybe." Mandala reached back and took out the pink vibrating egg under the bed: "So... this is more reliable."
"Sister Man...you..."
"Actually, I didn't pay more attention to what happened tonight. I can't blame anyone else." Mandala sighed softly and said, "I accepted a mission in the game tonight. I wanted to ask you to complete it with me... but I saw you
Already offline, I lost my mind and quit the game."
I smiled bitterly, it turned out that besides Sister Mu and Su Qin, someone else was thinking about me.
"After I logged off, I asked the girl who was looking after the store to go back first. I wanted to ask you to come over and have a meal together, but the numbers were already dialed... I hung up again." Mandala laughed with a hint of laughter.
Feeling ashamed: "A little widow always calls you, which has a bad influence on you."
"Sister Man, you are thinking too much. We are upright, what's wrong with that?" I felt a little guilty when I said this.
"Yeah, but I didn't think so at the time. I just ate something and returned to the bedroom without even locking the door." Mandala gently unbuttoned my pajamas and leaned his face against mine.
In his arms: "I felt like I was possessed, all I could think about was you... so I took out this... um..."
Damn it, my balls hurt. It seems that I am still very charming and can be regarded as the object of fantasy by others.
"Maybe... I was so involved that I didn't even know someone came in... That bastard... filmed the process with his cell phone, and then rushed in and threatened me... I... I secretly dialed your number
Phone." The breath coming out of Mandala's mouth became thicker and thicker, and the little reason in my mind completely collapsed: "You are the only person in my call record, and I also believe... you will
Come, I will..."
As he said that, Mandala exerted a little force, and his perfect body pressed me down: "Wangzi, can I... kiss you?"
"Sister Man..." I was afraid that I might lose control and push back, so I said in a hoarse voice: "Shall I sing you a song?"
"A love song?"
"Well, almost." I didn't dare to look at Mandala and sang softly: "Two tigers, two tigers, fall in love, fall in love, both are male, both are male, so perverted
, so perverted..."
"My balls hurt." Mandala couldn't help but chuckled.
"Hey, sister, you don't have it, how can it hurt?"
"Who said I didn't?" Mandala showed an enigmatic smile.
"What?" I was shocked.
"Isn't my face an egg? When I listen to you singing, my face twitches with laughter. Is this considered 'egg pain'?"
I:"……"
"Little bastard, you've got me off topic." Mandala slowly lay down on her body, with the two soft and full breasts on her chest pressed against my chest, and her bright red mouth was less than one centimeter away from me.
Despite the distance, her voice was breathy: "Sister, can I kiss you?"
"No." I took a deep breath: "Because I...well, I don't like to be so passive."
With that said, amidst Mandala's exclamations, I turned sideways and held her in my arms.
"Wangzi!" It seemed that he didn't expect that I would act like this. The moment Mandala was half pressed under me, his voice was full of surprise and surprise.
"Sister Man, I'm sorry, I can't bear it." In fact, I had been tortured to death for a long time. My throat was interfering, my breathing was short, and my lips that were almost split were kissed hard on Mandala's bright red mouth.
"Woo..."
Datura purred like a kitten, and her lips were soft and cold. The moment they touched her, a sensitive little tongue stretched out into my mouth, adding a little fragrance, which was refreshing.
Mandala stretched out her arms and put her arms around my neck. Covered by her thin pajamas, her fiery body was getting hotter and hotter. She closed her eyes in immersion, as if her whole body was immersed in this crazy love kiss.
Mandala's kiss was serious and her reaction was intense. In fact, I was not the same. Although I couldn't see her expression clearly in the night, her unique body fragrance came from my nose, which made me confused and completely lost.
She and I, one is a man with a lot of things suppressed in his heart, and the other is a young woman who is longing for release, we are like sticks on a fire, only one spark can start a prairie fire.
I don’t know how long they kissed, but Mandala’s whole body was trembling so much that even traces of fragrant sweat oozed from his body surface: “Wangzi… please… touch… touch me…”
"Sister Man..." I could barely make any sound from my throat, and my left hand tremblingly slid along her collarbone.
"Hiss..." Mandala gasped, and then to my surprise, two lines of tears slowly fell down the corners of the beautiful girl's eyes.
"Sister Man, I, I..." I was a little at a loss: "I'm sorry, I, I... didn't mean it..."
I don't know what to say. At this time, language seems to have become pale and powerless.
"Wangzi, no, no..." Mandala said with a cry in his voice, choking: "I haven't had this feeling of happiness for a long time... I... am a little dizzy, I..."
"Sister Man, what... do you want to say?" I pursed my lips.
"Wangzi... I'll be your lover, okay?" Mandala hesitated for a moment, then took my hand and put it on her chest.
"Sister Man, if you don't mind my past...well, marry me!" I don't know if the flames have overwhelmed my reason, or if I really hope that a woman like Mandala will accompany me for the rest of the journey.
For half my life, or for no reason, I have been very loud, very loud, even screaming in prayer.
"Wangzai!" I didn't say it was okay, but when I mentioned the mandala, tears fell even more. It seemed that she had put down all her restraint, put her hands around my waist and pressed down hard, and hissed: "With you
These words are enough... I am a divorced woman and I don’t want you to marry her."
"I don't care!"
"But I care!" Mandala pushed up her upper body and kissed my lips crazily: "Sister, I don't want to get married. I want to be your lover. I want to be your lover!"
"sister……"
"Wangzi, come on." Mandala reached out and unbuttoned my clothes, revealing my not-so-strong body: "From today on, you are my little man!"
"brush!"
My whole body is full of blood, tmd, at this time, I love tm so much, I am a man!!!!
Lifting up Mandala's nightgown, I reached out and slid my hand across her belly, hooking up the tiny lace legs, and the panties slowly fell down her smooth thighs.
Mandala seemed a little nervous, and his full chest was rising and falling rapidly, trembling.
"Sister, you..."
"My little man, come..." Mandala took a deep breath, and her tense body gradually relaxed, as if she was waiting for the moment to break out of her cocoon and become a butterfly.
"Yes." I nodded gently and agreed: "Sister, it may... hurt a little at first..."
"Fool, it's not the first time for me... Don't worry." Mandala smiled softly, filling the room with fragrance.
