第八百一十二章红玉的小手(1/9)

“没……哪有啊？我加班加这么晚，还不是为了多赚两钱，你看你，成天赌博，家里的事都不管，儿女要读书，难道你出钱？”
                                                                                                                                                                她定了定神，反过来指责他。
                                                                                                                                                                “呵，老娘们欠抽是不？敢这样对老子说话。”
                                                                                                                                                                他吼道。
                                                                                                                                                                他这么一吼，她就怕了，于是说，“我今天真的累了，改天吧。”
                                                                                                                                                                她说着，侧过身去。
                                                                                                                                                                老公王长贵已经来了性欲，牌桌上，开饭店的那个老板娘穿着暴露，露胳膊露腿的，雪花花的肌肤，身材又火辣，但这女人心高气傲的，碰一下就凶起来。
                                                                                                                                                                所以一晚上，他的那根已经憋足了火，正无处发泄，只能找老婆发泄一下，没曾想这老娘们还敢拒绝他，他气结，“你找死。”
                                                                                                                                                                说着，他就扑了上去，强行把她的身子给转了过来。
                                                                                                                                                                “喂，不要，不要。”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                        

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