I let my friend sleep with my wife, it was awesome!

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I'm from Yantai, and my wife, Hui'er, is from Sichuan. She's tall and slender, with fair and smooth skin, beautiful breasts, a slim waist, and a lovely vulva. It feels so good to fuck her! We've been married for a few years, and I often have sex with her. I'm fairly strong, but she says she always wants a better sex life and often fantasizes about other men while having sex.

I spend a lot of time online at home, browsing novels and pictures on pornographic websites. I've gradually watched many group sex videos and read novels about wives being fucked by other men, and I've slowly come to find it quite exciting and stimulating.

I've started wanting other men to have sex with my wife. But who should I ask? Asking my wife to find men to have sex with is definitely not an option. So I started searching online and soon met a guy named Jianqiang.

Jianqiang is a supermarket manager in Weihai, thirty years old, 1.82 meters tall, with fair skin and a very strong build. During our video chat, I saw his penis—it was incredibly thick and long. Mine is much shorter compared to his. It's really my fault for not letting my wife experience other forms of sexual pleasure all these years. About six months ago, my wife let Qiangjian have sex with her once. She truly experienced the pleasure of intercourse that time, but it was only after drinking that she was stimulated and he succeeded. Later, when we were having sex, I often mentioned Qiangjian. My wife felt both shy and fond of him, and missed him terribly. However, Qiangjian had been transferred to Rizhao to work at a supermarket, so he probably felt embarrassed to come. My wife also felt a little embarrassed, as if she felt she had let me down. She tries to endure it most of the time, though of course she really misses him. Perhaps all women have a wild side, but they all consider social morality. (The following

lines are a separate, unrelated passage): "Form is not form, emptiness is not emptiness, Bodhi has dust, no complaints come from the wind.

" My wife works in finance, and her work isn't very busy. I'm doing quite well as a self-employed person; my business has achieved some success, and many of our peers envy us.

A year ago, I went to help out at my sister's foreign trade food company. Haha, it was voluntary. She's the boss and too busy to handle everything herself, so I was in charge of reception—a pretty good job, I guess. It involved providing a one-stop service for the guests, arranging whatever they needed, hehe! Women sometimes find it inconvenient to do certain things...

Once, Mr. Yang, the general manager of a food trading company from Hong Kong, came to inspect my sister's company. I accompanied him, providing him with services. He appeared very civilized, very thin, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and only about 1.68 meters tall—not even close to 1.68 meters—but with very fair skin.

On the first day, the inspection of the company's product quality and performance was satisfactory. I also became acquainted with Mr. Yang during the reception.

That evening, we went to the underground nightclub of the supposedly five-star Jinhaiwan Hotel in Yantai for some entertainment. Mr. Yang, a lecherous man, ordered several girls to accompany him, a stark contrast to his dignified demeanor during the day, revealing his true masculine nature. However, perhaps because he was from Hong Kong, his manners were still quite high, unlike some of the people I'd previously entertained who would grab and grope any girl they saw. Heh, since the company would reimburse me, I figured I might as well spend a little more. I also casually ordered two—more people, more fun!

We joked and laughed with the girls for several hours. After drinking a bottle of red wine, we were practically brothers, haha. Around 1 a.m., after leaving the nightclub, he put his arm around my neck and said, "Brother, if you're going to look at girls, you need something decent to eat! Find me a few good local girls!"

I laughed and turned back to him, "Hehe! Whatever you like, brother, no problem."

I drove him to the Pacific Hotel (a four-star hotel) that my company had a contract with. Once in the room, I immediately called three local models I knew and told them to come over quickly.

A little while later, Nana, Linlin, and Sisi arrived.

All three were very tall, around 1.75 meters, and very beautiful. Mr. Yang's eyes lit up at the sight of them.

I said, "Mr. Yang, you choose."

"Haha, you even have a choice?" Cai Chu took two girls to take a shower, leaving Nana for me. I stripped naked, grabbed Nana, and started having sex with her. Nana's labia were being teased by my penis, and she secretly hoped that I would enter her body. Nana put some saliva in her mouth with her finger and smeared it on her vulva as a lubricant. Then, she raised her waist, pressed her vulva close to my penis, hooked her right leg around my hip, and put her left foot on my shoulder.

"Mmm--" I let out a long sigh, feeling the warm, slippery comfort of my penis penetrating Nana's vagina.

Nana also let out a soft moan, gripping my waist tightly with both hands, trying to control her voice.

A smug smile appeared on my face. Then I began to thrust. Nana bit her lip to stifle her cries, pressing her hands tightly against her breasts to prevent them from swaying with my thrusts. I thrust harder, the impact of our bodies colliding sending waves of ecstasy through me. I became even more frenzied and forceful, the pleasure gradually overwhelming Nana's body. Finally, Nana couldn't help but moan loudly beneath me: "Ah--, oh, ah--." A

frenzied pleasure . A wave of stimulation washed over every inch of my skin. My penis plunged tightly into Nana's vagina, and torrents of fluid overflowed from my lower abdomen. My whole body trembled, and waves of stimulation reached my head. I reached orgasm and ejaculated deep inside Nana.

After I finished, I held Nana in my arms and covered her with the blanket to rest. At this moment, Boss Yang, naked, finished showering and came out with Zuer and Linlin, who were also naked.

Holy crap! Right! I saw Boss Yang's genitals. Oh my god, what a huge thing! Even without an erection, his penis was over twenty centimeters long. It was so thick, completely disproportionate to his small stature. Oh no, my pride was hurt. There was no comparison at all.

"Are you done? So fast, hehe." "Boss Yang said to me with a smile.

I hadn't even reacted yet; my mind was still reeling from the shock of his enormous penis.

Yes, I'd been in the sex industry for many years, and this was the first time I'd seen something so massive. All my former pride was gone. My reputation for hardness and stamina used to be well-known, but now I was completely stunned, my mind went blank.

Boss Yang lay on his bed, having two girls give him oral sex. I watched as his penis gradually hardened, exceeding his nipples by more than twenty-five centimeters, its girth more than twice mine, and it was even curved upwards. He held his long penis in his hand and gently patted Lin Lin's face, saying, 'Hehe, you two like it, right?'

'Brother, how's my little brother?' he said, smiling at me."

"Amazing, amazing," I replied casually. "Damn—" Nana next to me exclaimed as well.

Mr. Yang was playing with Linlin's snow-white breasts while simultaneously inserting his penis into her mouth. Linlin half-heartedly took his glans into her mouth, filling it completely with a long section still outside. I gradually felt his penis swelling. Because of Sisi's skillful oral sex below, licking Mr. Yang's anus and tracing it with her fingernails, his penis soon became very hard. I saw him get up, pin Linlin down, and slowly move his hand down, parting her labia. At this moment, Linlin cried out... The sounds grew louder and louder. "Ah, it's so big! Slow down! Slow down!" Linlin kept crying out, her vagina wet from the work.

I glanced at his penis—good heavens, half of it was still outside. At that moment, Mr. Yang inserted his penis and began to thrust. With each thrust, he pushed it in a little deeper. Sisi licked Mr. Yang's scrotum with a wicked look in her eyes, occasionally pushing against Mr. Yang's waist with her hands. As Mr. Yang's thrusting rhythm quickened, Linlin's vaginal fluid increased, and her cries grew stronger and louder. Eventually, each thrust almost reached the hilt. He thrust for about 20 minutes before Linlin finally stopped crying out, her eyes rolling back as she fainted.

"How terrifying! Brother, where did you find such a monster?" Nana, her face flushed, whispered in my ear while touching my nipple with her hand, her eyes filled with lust as she looked at President Yang.

Then, with a "plop," President Yang pulled his penis out of Linlin's vagina. I saw that terrifying penis was covered with congested veins, looking grotesque; no wonder its movements were so intense.

Then he parted the legs of Sisi, whose face was flushed, and separated her labia. His glans began to thrust in. Fortunately, her vagina was already lubricated from the previous stimulation, so there was no obstacle. He held his penis in his hand and used half of it to insert and withdraw from her vagina. Sometimes he would gently tap her vulva with his penis. I could see that his penis was hard and thick. Mr. Yang kept saying "ok" and thrust in hard. Sisi started to scream. The speed of the thrusting became faster and faster, each time reaching her G-spot. Mr. Yang also spread her legs apart and raised them, placing them on his shoulders and pressing his whole body up on her. His penis, which was probably thirty centimeters long, was completely inside her vagina. Sisi screamed wildly: "No--no--I can't take it anymore--" The tearing screams filled the room. He continued to thrust wildly for more than two minutes. Sisi also reached orgasm and began to convulse violently. Her whole body was trembling violently, and this time the trembling lasted longer than Linlin's.

Mr. Yang pulled out his penis. I glanced at it and thought, "How can their vaginas hold such a terrifying thing?" Mr. Yang ran to my side and turned Nana, who was staring blankly at me, over on the bed. He gestured for her to raise her buttocks and placed his hand on her anus. I wondered if he was going to have anal sex. Nana instinctively covered her anus. Mr. Yang said, "No anal sex, I don't want to."

"I can't, yours is too long," Nana said.

At this moment, Mr. Yang flicked his penis and inserted it into Nana's vagina from behind. Watching him up close gave me a thrilling sensation. I suddenly wondered if my wife could do that. My little brother got hard.

I saw him hold Nana's buttocks with both hands, and his long penis began to penetrate her. Perhaps because I had just finished, it went in quite smoothly, about halfway. Then, Nana covered her buttocks with her hands and asked Mr. Yang, "Brother, is this okay?" Mr.

Yang continued thrusting, muttering incoherently. I didn't know if it was okay or not, but his penis was going in and out, and Nana's red vagina was turned inside out. Combined with her snow-white body and the swaying breasts in front of me, it was incredibly stimulating. Mr. Yang thrust for about ten minutes, then pulled out his penis and turned her over. Nana was lying on her back again, still covering her thighs with her hands. Even so, Nana kept moaning, "Mmm--Mmm--be gentle--" Then Mr. Yang inserted his penis again and thrust for about five more minutes before he ejaculated. It seemed like there was a lot of semen; with each ejaculation, Nana screamed.

After I finished watching, I remembered my wife was waiting for me at home, so I arranged for three of them to keep Mr. Yang company before I got dressed and left.

In the middle of the night, I returned home and saw my wife fast asleep on the bed. She was wearing a purple bra and pink panties, her long, white legs exposed, leading to her full buttocks. I took off my clothes, got into bed, and hugged her from behind, my hands caressing her breasts. I gave her a passionate kiss on the neck and said, "Honey, a Mr. Yang from Hong Kong came to the company today. Oh my god, my pride is hurt."

"What happened?" my wife asked vaguely.

"My pride is hurt. There's no comparison. I saw a huge penis today, sigh--!" I said listlessly.

"How big?" "More than twice the girth of mine, and twice the length too," I said.

"Ah--I see--, I'll secretly follow you if I get the chance, and secretly take a look." Seeing my wife's excited expression, I also felt inexplicably excited and reached into her bra to touch her nipples. My wife's breasts felt wonderful. At 1.65 meters tall, they were the perfect size and shape for her, and her nipples were firm and comfortable to the touch.

My wife quickly responded to my advances with even greater passion. Since I was running low on energy, I rolled her onto her back on the bed, using my hands to pull off her bra and panties from behind. I was captivated by my wife's beautiful figure; the light black pubic hair revealed two pinkish-red labia, and the slightly parted slit was moist. She skillfully guided my penis directly into her. I felt like a wild horse galloping across a lush, warm, and humid prairie, and she, like a well-trained horse trainer, relentlessly stimulated me, holding me and letting me vent my remaining energy freely. Not long after, when I had satisfied myself, she lay panting on my chest, looking at me with expectant eyes. I knew she hadn't been satisfied again; perhaps she wasn't hard enough after what happened, or maybe she was imagining Mr. Yang's penis. Anyway, I hadn't satisfied her.

Undeniably, my wife's desires had been awakened. I could get physical satisfaction from her, but I didn't seem to get the sense of spiritual conquest. Of course, she wasn't satisfied either; perhaps the pleasure from having sex with Brother Qiang was too intense. Looking at her charming face, I found my wife so beautiful and radiant, without any of the sallow complexion often associated with thirty-five-year-old women—truly a flower in full bloom. So I said to her, "Wife, maybe next time." My wife gave me a kiss and said, "It's okay, I'm so excited. Marrying you is my blessing. You're my man, no one else can compare. As long as you're by my side, that's enough for me; I don't want anything else.

" Hearing my wife's words, I knew she was comforting me. I held her tightly, touching her vulva and stimulating her clitoris. Her body rippled like waves, and soon she climaxed.

"Honey, I want a big cock," Hui'er said coquettishly.

Hearing her request, I lay on the bed smoking, thinking about what to do. I gently stroked her body; her skin was incredibly smooth. I pulled her from behind. My wife's face was flushed again, looking incredibly sexy and alluring. I thought about how to arrange for her to sleep with

President Yang, and a surge of excitement rose within me. I

said, "Wife, do you want a big cock? I'll arrange for you to be a prostitute for a while."

"Yes—okay," Hui'er mumbled, her eyes half-closed. I said,

"Really? You really want a big cock?"

She said, "Mmm—I want a cock to fuck me, I want a big, big cock... fuck me." It seemed she was really interested. I imagined my beautiful wife Hui'er being fucked by President Yang's terrifying cock, and a surge of excitement rose within me; my little brother started to get hard again.

The next evening, I invited Mr. Yang to drink at the Red Fox Bar. After six bottles, the performance on stage ended. At this point, Mr. Yang said, "Brother, what do you think are the standards for a beautiful woman?" Without thinking, I said, "Damn, of course, it's best if she's beautiful in both shape and appearance." Mr. Yang shook his head and said, "You've only hit one point. There are two more. First, she needs good skin, like a freshly peeled egg, white with a rosy glow. Second, she needs the aura of a beautiful woman, the charm of a mature woman that makes anyone who sees her unable to resist. Only women who possess these two qualities deserve to be called beautiful." I smiled and said, "My wife counts." Mr. Yang, puzzled, asked loudly, "Who is she?"

I replied, "Your sister-in-law." "Then why didn't you bring her?"

"Sigh." "The wives of men from Jiaodong all stay at home, haha!"

Mr. Yang said. "Should we hide away these treasures? Can't we take them out for a look?" Seeing that I didn't speak, he continued, "Your wife hasn't only had sex with you, has she? Haha, if that's the case, then everyone should enjoy it." I found this very exciting. I know some people are known for their sexual openness, so I wasn't too surprised. I thought, haven't I done that too? If that were really the case, maybe my wife could enjoy sex with someone else and enjoy love with me.

I thought of Jianqiang again, that time when he made my wife lose her mind during intercourse. Jianqiang's penis was a full size bigger than mine. Don't underestimate that size; it felt completely different. Then I thought of Mr. Yang's enormous size, haha, two words—exciting.

We drank until after 10 PM, and he offered to take me home. When we arrived downstairs, I asked him if he wanted to come up for a bit. Mr. Yang immediately agreed. As I opened the door, my wife came out of the bedroom. She was only wearing a loose nightgown and underwear; the nightgown was quite sheer and only covered her upper thighs. Seeing me return, she greeted me, saying, "Honey, you're back! So early today!" Clearly, the clothes couldn't conceal her feminine curves; her long, white legs were unmistakably exposed, and her breasts and nipples, unbraced, were even more prominent and alluring. Under the light, she looked incredibly beautiful and sexy. But when she reached the door, she noticed someone else there, and her face flushed red. She immediately turned and went back to her room to change, emerging in a light red dress, which was also quite sexy. After I introduced Mr. Yang to her, Hui'er immediately blushed and served tea.

Mr. Yang sat for a long time, his eyes constantly darting around my wife. Seeing his lecherous look, I felt a mix of jealousy and excitement. Mr. Yang chatted with me aimlessly, and the conversation gradually turned to sex. My wife, perhaps feeling embarrassed, went to the bedroom. Mr. Yang said, "Your wife is really beautiful and sexy. I've found her to be much sexier than mine." I knew he was definitely interested in my wife. I noticed a bulge in his crotch; judging by the height of the bulge, his penis was definitely erect. After chatting for a while, he said he had to leave. As he was leaving, he asked me, "Where's your wife?" I said she was probably asleep. We went to the bedroom door, and I opened it slightly. My wife was already asleep on the bed, her pajamas had slipped down to her buttocks, revealing her underwear and plump buttocks. The narrow thong peeked out from between her buttocks—it was incredibly alluring. I glanced at Mr. Yang; his eyes gleamed even more lustfully.

Suddenly, Mr. Yang said, "Don't get excited yet. I have a small request. I wonder if you can grant it?"

I immediately replied, "Don't be shy. I'll definitely grant you anything within my ability."

Mr. Yang glared at me and said, "You can do it? Can you promise it?"

I said, "Go ahead, as long as it's within my ability."

Mr. Yang lowered his voice and said, "I want to sleep with your wife."

Damn! He's so direct, haha, but it wouldn't be like him if he wasn't, especially since he invited me to have some fun with him!

"Okay, but you have to be very gentle with her. Make sure she enjoys the pleasure of sex and doesn't hurt her..."

The door to the room was finally pushed open completely. Hui'er had her eyes closed, but she already knew very well that someone had come in behind her; she was pretending to be asleep. Mr.

Yang walked into my bedroom and quickly took off his clothes, leaving only his underwear. He looked at me, and seeing that I didn't intend to leave the room, he ignored me. Because he knew that since I had agreed, his presence or absence was superfluous.

Mr. Yang stripped naked. Hui'er peeked at him furtively, and upon seeing him, her body heated up. He had the typical build of most southerners, except for his unusually thick body hair. His ugly genitals were barely visible beneath his white underwear, though their curled shape was discernible. She knew it was huge, and she felt a surge of desire.

I watched as Mr. Yang walked to the bed and pulled back the blanket covering Hui'er. The room was instantly filled with the sight of his wife's almost naked body. A pure, sexy goddess displayed her alluring figure to that shameless lecher. Her pink panties clung tightly to Hui'er's hidden pubic area, like a loyal guard protecting the chastity of her secret garden.

Mr. Yang didn't linger to admire Hui'er's full, white body before climbing onto the bed and placing his lecherous hand on her long, slender, white legs, exploring her sacred, snow-white skin along her calves. With Mr. Yang's touch, Hui'er's body trembled slightly. I knew my wife was extremely uncomfortable with other men touching her body, especially strangers.

Mr. Yang quickly removed the nightgown covering my wife, even though it was so thin, almost transparent. Clearly, Mr. Yang didn't like anything preventing him from feeling my wife's smooth, white skin.

Mr. Yang's hand quickly found where he wanted to touch. My wife's full, firm, and alluring breasts were completely covered by Hui'er's small, white hand. Mr. Yang greedily fondled my wife's breasts, as if confirming their elasticity. His lecherous hand also caressed and pinched her delicate nipples. Mr. Yang teased his wife's nipples with his fingers.

He felt her wriggling, but instead of roughly squeezing them, he caressed them like a lover, letting her feel his skillful touch to ease her anxiety. It must be

admitted that Mr. Yang was a master of seduction. He first gently rubbed them in circular motions, his fingertips occasionally flicking at her small nipples. Sometimes he would lightly pinch and knead her breasts with his fingers. His mouth wasn't idle either; his long tongue slowly licked down my wife's face, moving towards her breasts, but not immediately pressing against her still-prominent breasts. Instead, he licked from the outside of her breasts, then moved to her armpits, crawling down to her flat stomach, and then approached her breasts again, like a snake slowly circling the cleavage from the outside in towards her nipples. His tongue replaced his fingertips to tease her tender nipples, and his head slowly pressed down, taking the nipple into his mouth, like a baby greedily sucking on her breast. His left hand, replaced by his mouth, gently slid across my wife's body, as if to soothe her fragile heart and slightly trembling body, or as if to find another way to arouse her sexual desire.

Hui'er's slightly trembling body gradually rose under the tireless caresses of the unfamiliar man. Mr. Yang's hand no longer wandered aimlessly, but stayed on Hui'er's snow-white, slender thighs. He stroked back and forth along the inside and outside of her thighs, occasionally intentionally or unintentionally touching the tight spot between her buttocks and pubic bones.

It was as if he was exploring Hui'er's primal G-spot, a primal point that could arouse her desire.

I knew very well where my wife's primal point was. She was a woman with a highly concentrated erogenous zone. Any man could easily find her sensitive areas. Let alone that old fox, Mr. Yang? Sure enough, Mr. Yang's hand moved to Hui'er's flat lower abdomen, caressing her smooth, delicate belly, slipping inside her panties, and exploring Hui'er's hidden pubic area. The powerful intruder strolled leisurely through the flowerbed. Her sacred chastity was completely unguarded, and Mr. Yang's left hand began to explore inch by inch towards the edge of the pubic area.

The semi-transparent thong at the bottom clearly indicated the gradual intrusion of his unfamiliar fingertips. The beautiful pubic area had been conquered to its limit; the garden gate, without any reinforcements, had fallen into his clutches.

Hui'er slowly squeezed her legs together, as if desperately resisting the intrusion of his unfamiliar fingers, but it was futile. The erotic hand had already enveloped her genitals. The despicable fingertips skillfully manipulated the helpless gate, slightly closing it, then gently pulling it open again. Fingertips gently teased, forcing the warm, tender petals to bloom in shame, unleashing a full-scale, shameless assault.

The door was manipulated into a shameful opening, revealing the delicate bud, trembling slightly before the lustful intruder. Rough fingertips rubbed against the tender flesh, nails lightly scraping the soft walls. The petals were wantonly played with, the honeyed lips humiliatingly pulled up and kneaded. Large fingers squeezed into the narrow opening of the boneless honeyed lips, suddenly attacking the erect bud. Hui'er's lower abdomen involuntarily twitched. Fiery fingers stirred and ravaged. Ignoring the strictness of her will, the pure petals yielded to lewd power, and the pure nectar began to seep out involuntarily.

Women cannot resist caresses, just as men cannot resist temptation. The labia were gently caressed, petal by petal, then rudely parted by wanton fingers. The tip of the middle finger attacked the pearly clitoris, grinding and kneading it. The two honeyed lips were already swollen and enlarged from the defilement, the tender, dewy buds unable to withstand the teasing of the mad bees and butterflies, engorged and erect, nectar constantly seeping out, as if nourished by rain and dew. At this moment, Mr. Yang stopped all his movements. He quickly took off the underwear wrapped around his body, revealing his hideous genitals. Although not fully erect, they felt enormous. The dark penis was thick and long, especially the head.

I felt excited. A strange man, with his grotesque penis exposed, lay beside my almost naked wife on my bed, making me feel my male pride being ruthlessly trampled, yet simultaneously filled with intense excitement. I heard my mind telling me, "Big cock, go fuck her." I waited quietly, as if waiting for that moment, that crucial instant.

Hui'er's breasts were already flushed. Her skin was also a rosy white, like a freshly peeled egg. Her already full breasts were swollen and bulging, like inflated balloons, taut and looking even more perfect. Her red grape-like nipples stood up high, like red gems set in her snow-white breasts. Her nipples and areolas had changed from dark red to deep red. She looked so harmonious, even, and beautiful, without a single flaw, like a perfect work of art.

Mr. Yang gently pulled apart Hui'er's legs, which were tightly pressed together, as if afraid of disturbing her. Hui'er's legs, which had been tightly pressed together, now seemed so powerless, easily parting to reveal her private area encased in her panties.

Instead of removing Hui'er's narrow panties, Mr. Yang pressed his large glans against her tight opening, forcing his way into her honeyed entrance. Hui'er shivered. The large glans seemed to want to force open her tightly closed lips, penetrating her chaste body through the thin panties. Mr. Yang's hands then attacked her defenseless breasts. His full breasts were tightly squeezed, making the engorged nipples stand out even more, and he erotically teased the already erect nipples with his thumb and forefinger. Her

chaste lips were constantly being squeezed and thrust by the thick, fiery rod, and under the brutal ravaging, her pure petals were involuntarily oozing nectar. The ugly glans squeezed the tender flesh, its rough edges and force incredibly stark. The ignorant panties, stretching out as if trying to reclaim lost ground, only tightened around the invading penis, making it press even more tightly against her labia. In the narrow valley, the fleshy snake raged, and a hidden stream was already flowing within. The mature and beautiful Hui'er was gritting her teeth in a disheveled state, trying to regulate her heavy breathing, but the sweet impact was inescapable. I knew Hui'er was anticipating, anticipating the entry of that thick, long penis.

Mr. Yang gently removed Hui'er's panties. The love fluid flowing from Hui'er soaked the bottom of the panties, still retaining a feminine fragrance. The last bit of clothing covering Hui'er's body lay scattered on the sheets. Mr. Yang intentionally or unintentionally tossed Hui'er's panties towards me, grinning lecherously.

All obstacles had been removed. Hui'er's mysterious triangle area was now fully revealed to the lustful man's eyes. Hui'er had light pubic hair, because I often shaved it for her. Her two honeyed lips had been swollen and enlarged from being defiled, and once turned inside out, they could no longer conceal the pink and alluring narrow flesh.

Ah, God. Mr. Yang's penis was fully erect. The huge glans was like an infant's fist, and the thick, long black phallus grew out of his crotch like a charred stick. The

engorged glans was also brownish-black.

I felt my palms sweating incessantly, feeling both ashamed and envious. At this moment, I was both nervous and curious. I dared not imagine how he would enter Hui'er's narrow and sensitive female body. What would her reaction be? I was also afraid that Hui'er would not be able to bear such a huge thing.

"Fuck her, fuck her." I shouted from the bottom of my heart.

The huge phallus began to slowly approach Hui'er's sacred gate, the tip of the glans had already penetrated the dense black forest, touching the pure petals. All barriers had been destroyed, and the naked, inexperienced penis directly attacked Hui'er's equally naked and swollen honey source.

Mr. Yang didn't make any further excessive moves, only gently touching the entrance of the secret cave in the fragrant garden.

His thick fingers squeezed into the narrow valley again, caressing the top, and began to explore the deeper, softer bottom. Grasping the top with his palm, the remaining four fingers began to rub the part located deep inside. The shameful honey lips could only helplessly endure the erotic play again. The thick fingers went deep into the narrow part of the seemingly boneless flower lips, turning it open and continuing to penetrate deeper, the most sensitive little pearl was forced to offer up pure nectar. Under the erotic ravaging, the valley was already overflowing with streams. The unfamiliar man's fingertips lightly picked up the nectar, wantonly smearing it on the barren ground. The pulsating, large glans slightly pushed forward, pressing tightly against the wet honey cave entrance, grinding and stimulating the sensitive little pearl.

Mr. Yang's penis had breached the first line of defense. The delicate labia were helplessly forced apart, the thick, hot glans pressing tightly against Hui'er's vaginal opening. The naked, tender flesh was forced to accept the contact and friction of his penis, allowing the inexperienced man to fully savor the pleasure of his wife's tight, youthful vaginal opening pressing against his thick glans. Using his skillful fingers, he moved from Hui'er's lower abdomen down to the base of her thighs, playing with the protruding part with his middle finger from below, seemingly caressing it without any artifice, then pinching and rubbing the most sensitive spot with his thumb.

Hui'er's labia had already humiliatingly submitted to Mr. Yang's thick glans, shamefully holding the smooth, hot glans tightly. His fingertips continuously attacked the sensitive clitoris, the tender flesh being squeezed and rubbed by the thick glans, turning into a hot, honeyed nectar that began to flow down the surface of the inexperienced glans. The tip of his glans pulsated within her labia, intensifying Hui'er's pleasure.

Yang thrust in slightly again, the tip of his massive glans already nestled deep within the tight entrance of her honeyed lips, which pressed against the thick glans. The thick glans pressed firmly against Hui'er's moist, tight opening, savoring the pleasure of the tender flesh clenching and rubbing against it, pulsating and swelling incessantly. Although penetration hadn't yet occurred, it was already a union of sex toys, now only a hair's breadth away from actual intercourse.

Hui'er trembled with uncontrollable lust. She tried to regulate her heavy breathing, constantly controlling her sensual stimulation. But she could already feel the intrusion of the unfamiliar tip, even the shape of the entire glans.

"It's even thicker and bigger than Brother Qiang's glans!" The thought of Brother Qiang brought back Hui'er's almost hallucinatory sexual pleasure. A familiar voice cried out from her heart: "Hurry, come quickly, I want a big cock. That swelling, burning, sweet, and crazy feeling!" The wife opened her eyes. She saw me looking at her. Thinking of how deeply her husband loved her, thinking of all her demands on him, thinking of how much I cherished this opportunity, the wife looked at me. The three of us stared at each other, seemingly unwilling to break the stalemate.

Suddenly, Hui'er felt a slight discomfort in her lower body; Mr. Yang could no longer restrain himself. A restless, agitated object was slowly approaching her lower body.

Feeling that hot, firm, thick, strong, and veined object approaching, Hui'er once again grasped the other man's symbol, making her blush deeply.

Mr. Yang licked Hui'er's face with his tongue, his lips gently kissing her cheek, slowly moving to her earlobe, whispering tenderly in her ear: "Don't worry, madam. I'm a man who cherishes women." Hui'er felt the pent-up strength in her hand. A thick, hot object passed through her palm and slowly advanced.

Hui'er's tightly clenched hand slowly loosened. She felt her hand unintentionally guiding Yang Zong's filthy weapon into her vaginal opening.

At this moment, Hui'er was like a delicate blade of grass, willingly awaiting the onslaught of the storm.

There was no strength left to stop the ruthless intruder. The thick sex toy, like a loosened hunting dog, accurately advanced towards its prey.

Yang Zong's penis was fully erect. The enormous glans had swelled to a terrifying degree, pushing towards the narrow valley between his wife's legs.

The enormous glans slowly approached, sinking into the already moist swamp. The naked, inexperienced penis touched Hui'er's equally naked honey source, the tip of the glans sinking once again into the already muddy, pure valley. The swollen labia had long lost their defensive function, shamefully holding the smooth, hot glans tightly. The tip of his glans once again explored the fragrant meadow after the rain, and the nectar was forced to gush out again, moistening Yang Zong's glans.

Mr. Yang's thick glans began to slide in and out of Hui'er's secret cave, savoring the pleasure of the tender flesh clenching and rubbing against the entrance of her honeyed cave. The narrow, mysterious entrance of her private parts was forced to expand slightly outward.

Mr. Yang reveled in the pleasure of his thick glans penetrating deeper and deeper into Hui'er's honeyed cave, which was as tight as a virgin's, while greedily staring intently at Hui'er's flushed, beautiful face, savoring the shameful and humiliating expression on her face as her virginity was being violated inch by inch.

The thick glans slowly disappeared from my sight, and the narrow entrance of her private parts was stretched infinitely wide to accommodate and grip Mr. Yang's glans.

Mr. Yang's glans squeezed into the secret cave, which was already very lubricated by the honeyed fluid, deeply penetrating Hui'er's honeyed cave. The pure, tender flesh immediately and unknowingly gripped the intruder. The thick glans filled Hui'er's moist, tight honeyed cave, pulsating and swelling incessantly.

Hui'er felt the thick, fiery rod slowly spreading open her petite body, the large glans fully inserted into her secret honey hole. Her honey hole was tightening around the large glans of a complete stranger, and even though it wasn't fully inserted, Hui'er was already burning with intense stimulation.

(He's going to go in…husband…) Hui'er cried out in her heart.

I watched as President Yang's glans slowly sank into Hui'er's pure, tender flesh, penetrating my wife's body. Hui'er's soft, mysterious, dark triangle of tender flesh was being slowly invaded by a stranger; that private place that belonged only to me had fallen into someone else's hands, and that place that provided me with private services was now providing the same service to someone else.

Hui'er's lower body reacted, beginning to be dominated by an itchy, tingling pleasure, involuntarily furrowing her brows and breathing softly.

"Do you find it exciting?" Mr. Yang laughed. "Your body is reacting very strongly, isn't it? Is it comfortable?"

Hui'er began to breathe heavily, her eyes tightly closed, both intoxicated and tense, her hands tightly wrapped around Mr. Yang's back, as if afraid he would suddenly leave her.

I loved watching my wife's expression; at this moment, my little brother was already sturdy.

Hui'er said intermittently, "Ah, new husband--ah--enter--a little--yes."

Hui'er completely surrendered.

She cried out hoarsely, "Hmph--Oh no, new husband--I'm so itchy--so sore--give it to me--that precious thing--why not insert--all the way in--faster--" Mr.

Yang "squeak!" and thrust all the way in.

He thrust forcefully—"Ah,--husband (damn, even the word 'new' is omitted)--slow down, slow down--yes, yes--ah--"

Hui'er gasped loudly, holding Yang Zong tightly, their two fleshy worms, flesh pressed together, fused into one, airtight.

Hui'er's legs were tightly wrapped around Yang Zong's waist, the soft flesh of her peach blossom cave contracting and sucking his treasure incessantly. If he hadn't been tempered by countless trials, Yang Zong would probably have already succumbed to this suction and collapsed.

"Ah! So comfortable!" Hui'er murmured to herself, and began to move, her waist constantly responding to Yang Zong, but her brows were slightly furrowed, looking like she was experiencing both pain and pleasure, stimulation and satisfaction. After

a while, "I'll get on top," Hui'er said, then flipped over and pinned Yang Zong beneath her, her hands quickly guiding his huge penis into her peach blossom cave, not wanting to waste a single second.

Hui'er began squatting and sitting up and down repeatedly, letting the penis move in and out of her vagina, sometimes swaying left and right, sometimes thrusting up

and down. Hui'er's mouth was open and her eyes closed, panting heavily. The vaginal fluid from her vagina flowed down the large penis, wetting Yang Zong's scrotum.

Hui'er grasped her breasts with both hands, her body swaying up and down, her breasts trembling and swaying. Her hands pinched her deep red nipples, and her snow-white skin dazzled Yang Zong.

After a while, Hui'er reached her climax. She lay on top of Yang Zong, panting heavily, her back arched, her vaginal walls tightly gripping his penis, gushing out waves of vaginal fluid like a flood, soaking a large area of Yang Zong's scrotum.

Watching my wife being so thoroughly penetrated by this outsider, I couldn't help but masturbate.

Then Mr. Yang and Hui'er switched positions again. Hui'er crawled on the bed, and Mr. Yang, from behind, thrust his thick, black, and long penis in and out of his wife's tender vagina. Hui'er had at least three orgasms, weakly arching her buttocks as Mr. Yang fucked her, only able to moan incoherently.

Mr. Yang was really capable.

After a while, Mr. Yang finally thrust in, making Hui'er's vaginal muscles twitch back and forth, and finally penetrating all the way in. I really admired how my wife's vagina could accommodate that long penis. Hui'er was in a daze, her mind hazy. Her orgasm had not subsided, and she kept her eyes closed. Mr. Yang rhythmically thrust in and out, and Hui'er moaned in response.

Mr. Yang was aroused and turned to the side, placing one of Hui'er's jade legs under his armpit so that he could penetrate even deeper.

His other hand supported Hui'er's buttocks, and with each thrust, there was a "slap! slap!" sound as his hand hit her buttocks.

The two fleshy worms clung tightly together, making "squeak! squelch!" sounds, a mixture of sounds that resembled a symphony of desire!

Both men's lower bodies were incredibly wet, their juices flowing over Hui'er's jade-like legs.

Hui'er could no longer speak, only occasionally uttering meaningless sounds like "ah, oh!"

Yang Zong's waist moved even more dramatically; his "flesh pen," as if writing cursive English letters inside her paradise, rotated nimbly, each rotation amplifying Hui'er's "ah" cries, making him even more smug, for this was a skill he had honed through countless practices.

Hui'er was being penetrated to the point of near death, her facial expression stiffening, beginning to spasm like a volcano about to erupt. Her hands pressed tightly against Yang Zong's waist, her plump buttocks thrusting upwards as if trying to engulf his entire penis within her paradise, letting it occupy every inch of space.

She finally couldn't bear it any longer and screamed hoarsely, "Harder... Ah... It's so wonderful... I'm going to... die..."

This was probably the ecstasy women so often dreamed of. She moaned and screamed incessantly, and under the weight of her cries, Mr. Yang finally lost control.

He pulled out his large penis and held it to Hui'er's mouth. He shuddered and ejaculated thick streams of semen, turning Hui'er's face a white blur.

I also masturbated and ejaculated, shooting it into my palm.

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