You can also have a lot of fun with your wife.

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"Honey, I'm all showered and changed. Go wash up too." I lay lazily on the bed,
smoking a cigarette while watching my wife come out of the bathroom.
"Oh dear, smoking by the bedside again." My wife saw the cigarette butt in my hand and quickly ran over to snatch it
away. She also pinched my arm.
Actually, my wife's pinch wasn't very strong. Of course, my wife, who loves me so much, couldn't bring herself to
pinch . I knew she couldn't bear it. But I still exaggeratedly cried out "Ouch!" and
looked at her with a resentful look, saying, "It hurts so much, it hurts so much. You're trying to kill your husband!"
My wife was amused by my exaggerated expression and giggled, while she dragged me off
the bed . "Go wash up, you lazy pig, look at you, all sweaty and smelly. If you don't wash soon, you'll turn into a little stinky pig."
Hearing my wife say that, I jumped up from the carpet, grabbed her, and pretended to tickle her
armpits . "What did you say? Daring to call your husband a stinky pig? See how I punish you!"
I said, and started tickling her armpits harder.
Actually, my wife hates tickling. So I usually punish her this way. My wife,
under giggled. She couldn't resist and curled up into a ball.
We rolled around on the bed for a while, and gradually, she managed to pull off the towel covering her body.
Her smooth, delicate skin began to unconsciously rub against me.
Gradually, I started to feel aroused by my wife's warm, soft body. My hand, which had been stroking her
armpits , became much gentler. It slowly slid down her armpits to her chest.
When my hand touched my wife's soft breasts, I don't know why, my heart started pounding. Even
my breathing became rapid and intermittent. My wife noticed my unusual behavior. She
buried her face tightly in the bed and became silent. However, from her slightly trembling body, I could tell that
she was also somewhat aroused by my advances.
Gently, I turned my wife's head towards me and noticed a slight
blush on her cheeks, like a touch of rouge on her cheekbones, making her face look so delicate and beautiful.
I cupped her face in my hands and lowered my head to gaze at her affectionately. Perhaps because of
the , her full and sensual lips were coated with a glossy lip gloss, making them appear
full and three-dimensional, almost dripping with moisture.
My gaze followed her face downwards. Because she grew up in the countryside, her skin
was slightly dark, yet it had a healthy sheen. This
was due to the long hours of labor she had endured as a child. My wife has a slender yet voluptuous figure. After I'd been
fussing over her for a while, the towel she was wearing was now twisted into a ball, tightly wrapping her curvaceous
body . Even her exposed, full breasts were
squeezed so tightly by the towel that a deep cleavage was visible.
We've been married for over a year, but I still find myself unconsciously drawn to my wife's alluring body
. Looking at my wife's alluring body and her beautiful face, I whispered, almost unable to
control myself , "Wife, you...you're so beautiful."
As soon as I finished speaking, I could clearly feel my wife's heart pounding beneath me. Her
breathing full breasts, which I was pressing down on, rose and fell frequently, causing my
upper body to rise and fall in rhythm with her breathing.
My wife looked so shy at that moment, her pretty face flushed red, her half-closed, alluring eyes
looking so dreamy. She looked at me, then her small mouth was half-open, and she said softly in a sweet voice, "You're so
annoying , always saying things that make people want to hear them."
As my wife whispered these words, a fresh scent of Crest detergent slowly wafted into
my nose. I could no longer resist this torturous temptation, so I lowered my head and kissed
her small mouth with my burning lips.
As soon as my lips touched hers, my wife's smooth, delicate tongue came closer. It
intertwined as agile and slippery as a little snake. I passionately sucked on her fragrant tongue, licking it
vigorously as if I could draw honey from it.
While enjoying this sensation, I also began to caress her full, rounded
body with my hands. My wife, deeply moved by my passion, clung to me tightly,
writhing as if I were on fire.
Slowly, my hands began to slip through the towel, kneading her full breasts.
Her breasts were round and elastic, like two inflated balls,
their softness captivating my palms.
My wife began to tremble involuntarily with each caress. Soon, I could
clearly feel her nipples harden, and I couldn't resist gently pinching them with two fingers.
This made it even harder for her to bear. She trembled involuntarily a few more times as I rubbed her nipples
, letting out soft moans of "Mmm...mmm..."
After kneading her breasts for a while, I felt the desire within me burning ever brighter. My lips left
her luscious lips and began to slide down her neck. As my lips left, a thin line of translucent saliva was drawn out from
the corner , slowly sticking to her chin as my lips moved downwards.
I bent down and gently licked my wife's neck, perhaps because she couldn't handle the
stimulation . Goosebumps slowly rose around her neck, the tiny bumps making
the sensation even more stimulating for my tongue.
My tongue continued down her neck, slowly sliding to her chest. As I gently pulled
the towel aside, my wife's round, full breasts were suddenly exposed before my eyes.
Her breasts, like her skin, were somewhat dark, but a healthy dark brown.
The entire breast shone with an alluring sheen. The rosy, tender nipples were fully erect,
swollen like red beans about to burst.
Although I'm quite familiar with my wife's body, for some reason, every time
I see her pair of crystal-clear, firm, and plump breasts, I can't help but feel a
surge of . Her large breasts always give me a fresh feeling.
My gaze, greedily fixed on her naked body, makes my wife's breathing become increasingly rapid.
With each breath, her firm, healthy, soft, and perky breasts
undulate like mountains with the rise and fall of her chest. Those two large mounds of flesh seem
almost , jumping and stimulating my nerves.
My wife feels somewhat uncomfortable under my greedy gaze, even though she's squinting.
But she could still feel my gaze like an invisible hand kneading her breasts, even
sending a tingling sensation up her nipples. That stimulating feeling, shooting straight to her scalp, made her tremble
slightly. She felt her nipples swell even more.
The alluring scene before her made me impatient. I supported myself with one hand to prevent my upper
body weight from pressing down on my wife. Then, I gently pressed my body against her slightly hot skin, and as soon as I lay
on top of her, my other hand eagerly began to caress her soft, smooth breasts.
As my hands kneaded her breasts with a measured, deliberate caress
, a wonderful sensation of firmness, softness, and elasticity emanated from my palms. This exquisite feeling made me unconsciously increase the pressure.
Instantly , with each kneading motion, my wife let out a series of low moans.
The more I touched her, the more pleasurable it became. My hands began to move beyond simply kneading her breasts. I separated my middle
and index fingers, gently pinching her already hard and swollen nipples between my fingers. The nipples rubbed up and
down between my fingers. My movements were gentle and skillful, just enough to avoid causing my wife
pain while maximizing the pleasure I felt from my kneading.
As I skillfully and forcefully rubbed her nipples, my wife felt
strange . It was as if she'd been electrocuted, and she trembled uncontrollably.
A strange expression, a mixture of pain and pleasure, appeared on her face. Her brows furrowed tightly, and her soft, alluring
eyes began to glaze over, seemingly overflowing with tears.
As I once again pinched and squeezed her nipples forcefully between my fingers, my wife could no longer bear it. She opened her
already sensual lips and let out a moan that drove me wild with desire: "Ah..."
My wife's sweet moan further aroused my lust. My hand slowly increased
the pressure of squeezing her nipple, then I lowered my head and took my wife's other nipple, which was already swollen like a cherry, into
my mouth.
Before I could even suckle, my wife couldn't
withstand the stimulation. Almost instinctively, her body arched upwards, her upper body
bending into a semi-circle like a bow. Completely caught off guard, my face was almost buried
under breast.
Her sudden arching meant she had almost half her breast in my mouth.
The wonderful texture of her breast was indescribable. This only fueled my lust.
Not only did the pressure on her nipples increase, but the sucking also became more intense. I watched as
my wife's suck, until almost the entire mound was compressed into my mouth. The
breast tissue swelled violently in my mouth, filling it completely . My tongue was pinned down by the elastic flesh, unable to move. Without the obstruction of my tongue, my wife's full breasts could penetrate even deeper into my mouth, until finally, her hard nipples were almost against my throat. 　　This deep suckling was my favorite way of breastfeeding. Each time I suckled my wife's breast , I would take it all into my mouth as far as possible. I felt there was no way to express my love for her breasts more deeply than this method of sucking. 　　I strained, trying to widen my mouth further until I felt my lips were about to burst . With each effort, my wife's breast was forcibly squeezed into my mouth. This continued until I couldn't take any more. 　　Then I began to purse my lips tightly, forcibly squeezing her breast in my mouth . It's hard to imagine that a ball-sized breast could be squeezed into the size of a goose egg in my mouth. 　　My wife was always driven to ecstasy by my almost rough way of suckling her breasts. This time was no exception. Her moans gradually grew louder. Each soft "oh, oh" from her nose was so intoxicating. With the rhythm of her moans, her body began to tremble in waves. 　　I suckled at my wife's breasts for a long time, until I felt nauseous and had difficulty breathing , before reluctantly spitting them out. As the breasts were slowly expelled from my mouth, they began to regain their original size. 　　By then, my wife's chest was completely covered in my saliva. The damp saliva seemed to shimmer under the soft bedroom light. Perhaps it had been soaking in my saliva for too long. Her breasts, originally a dark brown sheen, were now covered with a layer of white mucus. This, combined with the scarlet nipple, created an almost eerie combination of colors. 　　I continued to rub my wife's other nipple with my fingers while leaning closer to her head. At this point, my wife seemed to be a little overwhelmed by the stimulation, her brows furrowed and her eyes tightly closed. A faint blush rose to her cheeks, as if a thin layer of rouge had been applied to her cheekbones, making her already beautiful face even more alluring. 　　Seeing my wife's alluring expression, the desire within me began to burn even more fiercely. I removed my hand from my wife's nipple . Then, I gently held my wife's head, tenderly tucking the stray hairs that had fallen across her forehead behind her ear, and slowly pressed my burning lips to hers.

My wife's reaction was so intense. The moment my lips touched hers, she eagerly
extended her tongue. Before I could even react, her tongue was already slithering around mine like a snake
.
Because of the deep suckling at her breast, my mouth was already overflowing with saliva. As soon as
our lips met, a torrent of saliva began to flow from our intertwined tongues into
her mouth. And my wife, like a traveler who had trekked through the desert for days, began
to swallow it greedily and thirstily, showing no disgust whatsoever for what was nothing but my saliva. With each swallow, a
series of "glug, glug" sounds emanated from her neck.
This strange sensation gave me immense satisfaction. I stopped actively sucking on my wife's
tongue, simply propping myself up on my elbows and letting her suck on mine forcefully.
As she sucked, I deliberately clenched my jaw, trying to produce more saliva for her.
It was as if my saliva was honey; the more she drank, the more comfortable she felt. Her kisses grew more intense;
her mouth opened wider and wider, and the entanglement of her wet, nimble tongue between my lips and tongue intensified
.
One of her hands began to twist tightly around my hair, almost as if she wanted to pull it out.
At the same time, her other hand reached down to my back, wildly caressing it, sometimes even digging
her nails almost into my flesh.
As copious amounts of saliva flowed from my mouth into my wife's, her passion intensified, and
even her breathing became somewhat irregular. Hot breaths from her nose sprayed onto
my nostrils and cheeks during our kiss. The hot breath made me feel a little itchy.
Our passionate kiss lasted for a long time, until we both felt almost suffocating, before we finally
separated . As my lips slowly left my wife's burning lips, a trace of saliva, not yet fully dried,
clung to her lips, leaving a long trail of thick saliva on our lips.
My wife's eyes remained tightly closed, but her breathing became more rapid, and her
expression grew more peculiar. Instead of tightening her brow, her delicate nose
twitched into a tight knot.
Driven by desire, my lips began to move down my wife's jawline and neck. With each
downward lick and suck, a distinct trail of moisture appeared on her smooth skin. The dampness contrasted sharply with the
glossy .
Finally, my mouth settled on my wife's breast. This time, I didn't linger on the flesh;
I took her nipple directly into my mouth and began to suckle vigorously.
My wife was clearly aroused by my forceful sucking. Her
upper body, arched again, forcing me to use my hands to press her body back down so I could
suckle her nipple more easily.
My wife's nipple was already hard and swollen. It tasted wonderful in my mouth, like a
hard fleshy bead that became increasingly addictive. I sucked harder and harder. My
jaw was clenched tightly together, smacking away furiously, as if I could suck milk from my wife's nipple.
I smacked for a long time, until my mouth became dry. But I
didn't let my wife off the hook. Instead, I gently bit her nipple with my teeth, and then suddenly my gums snapped.
My sharp teeth rubbed heavily against her hard nipple.
My wife was so aroused by this sudden stimulation that she almost exploded instantly. Her reaction was strong;
almost at the same moment my teeth rubbed against her nipple, her body jerked upwards. This time, almost
her entire buttocks were half-lifted and suspended in the air. Her body began to spasm and contort. Her
lips parted wide, and a sharp scream burst from her throat: "Ah..."

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