Chapter 2

　　A pair of soft also naturally affixed to the man's body, along with the squeeze and constantly changing the shape.

The small, slightly cold hand, even more lightly touched the man's crotch.
Touching that fiery heat, without the slightest hesitation, Meng Qing grabbed it out, held it in her hand, and gently kneaded it.
"Husband ......"
Tearing her lips.
Meng Qing could clearly feel that her husband's fiery was gradually getting bigger and thicker in her hand.
And, I don't know if it's an illusion.
Meng Qing always felt that her husband's baby, than before, a few points larger, so that her tender little hands, are about to hold this thick stick ......
"Husband, you're so hard Oh ...... "
The winks are like silk, overseas face scarlet.
Meng Qing's bottom also can not help but flooded with itching, at this moment she, incomparably eager for her husband's entry.
"Husband, people, want to ......"
But just as Meng Qing was planning to make the next move, Jiang Fei, who was being held in her arms, suddenly let out a difficult voice.
"Xiao Qing ...... is, it's me ......"
The dry voice contained a few points of anxiety.
Although it sounded familiar, Meng Qing was certain that it was not her husband's voice.
The mood of lust was instantly replaced by a flash of panic.
Meng Qing panicked and helped the man turn around, but Meng Qing only saw a face that bore a slight resemblance to her husband.
"Cousin uncle? You, why are you in my bed? My, where is my husband?"