Our desire filled the whole room. Under the changing lights, only a man and woman superimposed on the bed were entangled and moving wildly.

He had taken medicine before, but his middle-aged body still couldn't bear my super strong contractions. After less than ten minutes, he handed over the gun in dissatisfaction.

He lay on top of me and gasped, pinched my smooth shoulders and said, "My dear, you are so good at moving. You move so much that all the bones in my body are bent by you. It's really fatal."

My Rouyi stroked his fat waist and said seductively, "I don't want your life, I just want your lots and lots of love."

Secretary Hou smiled with satisfaction, bit my ear and said, "My dear, I will give it to you." Diary of a Female Civil Servant 2

After the first quick battle, his body gained tolerance, so I obediently got up from him and kissed his body skillfully.

I know where his sensitive points are, the top of his chest, the navel, and the inside of his legs.

My service made him convulse with pleasure, panting violently, and pressed me down again.

Secretary Hou is a smart and capable person. I learned many intangible things from him.

Advancing as an official is a Tai Chi diagram, in which the techniques can be understood but cannot be explained.

On the evening of April 26, 2013, I had sex with Hou Dahai, Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, twice, which was ridiculous for half a night.

At the same time, my fiancé Cheng Zheng was staying in the hotel with his parents who had come from Xiangfan, maybe looking forward to our wedding the next day.

On April 27, 2013, the weather was fine. Cheng Zheng and I’s wedding was held romantically and solemnly in the Christian church built during the German occupation of S city.

I wore a gorgeous and holy custom-made wedding dress, a pure lily crown on my head, a happy and quiet smile on my lips, and walked confidently towards the groom Cheng Zheng, who was elegant but also had some open-mindedness of a northwest man.

With eyes full of happiness and love, he took my hand that was stretched out to him, and led me slowly towards the priest behind the altar.

Every girl has fantasized about her own grand wedding countless times, and in her secret heart, she outlines countless times the appearance of the man who will hold her hand and walk into the wedding in the future.

I, Baby Qiao, am no exception.

When I was an ugly duckling, I imagined my wedding and the man who would be my groom.

Now, I have finally stepped into this day, holding someone in my arms, and I am smiling. However, in my heart, I whisper to the girl who had nothing back then with tears: My dear, you have already been reborn, and you are no longer the same person.

It's you.

After the wedding, there was a lively wedding banquet. The wedding banquet hall of Jinjue Hotel was festive and lively. Colleagues at the grassroots level and in many departments in the city, as well as some business owners, all gave me face. Even the mayor and the secretary of the municipal party committee came to the banquet in person.

Added a touch of color.

Secretary Hou put down his leadership arrogance, congratulated me in an elder's tone in an approachable manner, and drank the wine toasted by the groom and me.

In front of others, he was so sanctimonious, but in my mind I was still thinking about the night before when he was naked and crawling on top of me sweating like rain.

Mayor Liu Liu Songtao also cordially shook my and Cheng Zheng's hands, said the same blessings as Secretary Hou, drank the wedding wine, and the two prince-level figures stayed for a few minutes before leaving in harmony.

I had previously bought a 150-square-meter duplex apartment as my wedding house. Of course, no one knew the origin of this house except me. I transferred the house to Cheng Zheng’s name before the marriage. Diary of a Female Civil Servant

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After the wedding banquet, we left the wedding room with his parents who came from afar to stay for a while, and rushed to Shanghai Airport overnight to fly to the Maldives for our honeymoon.

Cheng Zheng was a happy groom. On the plane, his arms were wrapped around my waist, his lips lingered on my ears, and he whispered, "Baby, am I dreaming? Are we really married?"

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I turned my face slightly and touched his lips softly, "Of course it's not a dream. If you don't believe me, try it. It's so real."

As he said that, I grabbed his hand and covered it with my pointed breasts.

His breathing quickened immediately, his palms were warm, he grabbed my penis and rubbed it greedily, "Baby goblin, I love you! I want you."

I wrapped my hand around his back, caressing him gently through the soft cotton shirt, teasing him, "Really? Now? Why do you want it? There are so many people around, how dare you?"

He grabbed one of my little hands, pressed it somewhere on his pants, and said through gritted teeth, "Try it, you've hurt me so much. As long as you dare to ask for it, I'll give you my husband."

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My hand grabbed his hot erection, and he groaned in a suppressed voice. His lips captured my sweet lips, and his tongue pried open my teeth and penetrated.

Our tongues played and entwined in my mouth, and fluids continuously overflowed from around the tongue, and he greedily swallowed it into his throat.

Our passion was so intense that the passengers next to us looked away and looked away. We kissed passionately, completely ignoring other people's envy or scorn.
Chapter completed!