A wife with a naturally promiscuous nature

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G City is a large city in the south, and its location has made it an international metropolis.
When my wife and I set foot on this land, we felt both confused and hopeful.
Thinking of the looks my colleagues gave me before I left our hometown, I secretly decided that I
would .
It was already evening when we stepped off the platform, and we had just walked out when we saw
a piece of paper with our names on it in the crowd.
After seeing Zhan Zhongqiang, one of my best friends from university, my wife and I immediately went over to him.
Zhan Zhongqiang was one of my three best friends from university, a year younger than my wife and me.
Among the four of us in university, I was the second oldest, and Zhan Zhongqiang was the fourth.
Because I disliked
being called "Second Brother" or "Second Brother," the third brother and he both called me Brother Hua.
And I didn't call Zhan Zhongqiang Fourth Brother, but Xiao Qiang.
The reason is obvious to everyone.
After not seeing him for several years, this good friend was still as handsome as ever, but compared to university, his skin was darker
and his body was stronger.
Upon seeing my wife and me, Zhan Zhongqiang put down the paper he was holding and jogged over to us
.
Facing friends we hadn't seen in years, the three of us were incredibly excited.
After gazing at each other for a moment, we embraced tightly.
No one around us paid any attention to our actions; the only thing that interested them was my wife's
beautiful face and alluring figure.
After a long, tight embrace, we separated, and Zhan Zhongqiang, who had just been so moved,
reverted to his usual playboy demeanor.
"Cao Yun, your figure is even better than before. Let's find a secluded spot later and
let your old flame touch you like he used to!"
Zhan Zhongqiang said with a lewd grin.
Hearing Zhan Zhongqiang's familiar joke, my wife, who had been looking worried lately, finally
burst out laughing and said, "Idiot, how can you say something like that in front of my husband! We
'll do it after we get him drunk!"
My wife said with a seductive smile.
My wife's answer was something she often joked about with her old friends, but hearing it
now stirred something different within me.
For a moment, I really hoped my wife would have something happen with one of her friends while I was drunk.
However, after this thought arose, I couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.
Because I knew clearly that although Zhan Zhongqiang was a womanizer, he would never seduce married women, much less prey on
his friends' women.
Leaving the station, my wife and I got into Zhan Zhongfei's Jetta, which I didn't know had been owned many times, and
headed towards the city.
In the car, we asked Zhan Zhongfei about his experiences over the years, and he told us everything without reservation.
After arriving in G City, Zhan Zhongfei also hoped to make a good life through his own efforts.
But harsh reality quickly made him realize that sometimes effort and reward are not proportional.
Although he had been offered a job by a good company, because of his handsome appearance and tall stature, he was very popular with female
colleagues , which offended the boss's son, and he was eventually fired.
Then he faced rejection after rejection in several interviews, and finally had to take a job.
He'd done it all, from construction work and manual labor to hospitality.
Because of this, his once fair skin was now a deep tan.
Zhan Zhongfei was incredibly hardworking, so he earned a good amount of money.
But six months ago, his mother back home suddenly fell ill. He
spent to finally afford her surgery, and he had to start all over again.
Due to poverty and all his savings going towards his mother's treatment, his girlfriend of two years left him
.
He didn't blame her, knowing her family wasn't wealthy either, and she couldn't be with a
man who couldn't give her a future.
In the past six months, Zhan Zhongfei had changed jobs three times, working three jobs simultaneously, living a very difficult life.
Almost all the money he earned was spent on his mother's post-operative recovery; now, besides the bare minimum for subsistence
, he sends almost everything home.
After hearing Zhan Zhongfei's story, my wife and I were speechless for a long time.
After a moment of silence, his wife got up and came up behind him, hugging him tightly and
whispering in his ear, "Xiaoqiang, you've worked so hard! Compared to what you've been through, Ahua and I's difficulties are
nothing ."
She then gently kissed him on the cheek.
His wife's words elicited a hearty laugh from Zhan Zhongqiang, who exclaimed, "I believe that as long as I work hard
, I will succeed! Now that Mom's post-operative recovery is complete, I don't need to send money anymore, so I can continue
to strive for my dreams! I'm working two shifts now, and I'm getting much better rest."
Looking at my old friend's cheerful laugh, I sighed and said, "You're always so strong-willed. Brother of many years,
couldn't you just give us a call?"
"As long as I have a solution, I definitely won't bother you, brother. Because I know everyone has
their own difficulties!"
Zhan Zhongfei said with a smile.
At this point, he didn't want to continue the topic and asked us, "What trouble have you encountered
that made you come to keep me company?"
Zhan Zhongfei's words startled me, and I didn't know how to answer.
Just as I was about to speak, my wife gripped my hand tightly, looking at
me with a pleading expression.
Looking into her eyes, I nodded firmly.
I knew that if my wife wanted to move on from the trauma of that incident, she had to go through this.
With my encouraging gaze, my wife, her voice trembling slightly, recounted what had happened.
After she finished speaking, Zhan Zhongqiang, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, pulled the car over to the side of the road. His
clenched hands told us how angry he was, and his reaction
greatly ; her trembling voice gradually calmed down. I understood that, with my support and that of our friends, my wife was gradually forgetting the pain of being physically abused . After she finished speaking, the unease and fear of the past few days were gone from her eyes.

Seeing her resolute and intelligent gaze again, I smiled with relief.
As my wife nestled happily into my arms, Zhan Zhongqiang turned around and looked
at us with a complicated expression.
"Ahua," he said, "when Cao Yun chose you before, everyone was a little resentful, especially me. I always
felt I could treat her better than you. But now I understand, she made the right choice.
If it were me, although I would accept what happened to her, I would definitely lose my temper and seek
revenge on the leader who touched her. While I might save face, it would definitely cause Yun more pain. I don't love Yun as much as you do,
and none love her as much as you do." Zhan Zhongqiang's words startled Yun and me
. We hadn't expected that our close friends secretly harbored feelings for Yun. Remembering the times they used to playfully tease Yun, that strange feeling returned to me . For a moment, I even imagined Yun in a wedding dress marrying my friends. Thinking of Yun in a wedding dress, passionately with my friends on their wedding bed, my groin began to stir. What pulled me out of my reverie was Yun's trembling voice. "Xiaoqiang, I..." Yun didn't finish her sentence, because Zhan Zhongqiang's words rendered her speechless. "Yun, I know you love Ahua, but please don't stop me from loving you. I know saying this will bother , but please don't stop me from doing what I can for you and for Ahua," Zhan Zhongqiang said earnestly. Seeing Zhan Zhongqiang's serious expression, I absolutely didn't want Yun to say anything that would hurt him because of me. Just as Yun was about to speak again, I put my arm around her and said, "Xiao Qiang has already said so, so you can accept it. Don't worry about my thoughts; your husband isn't a petty man. So many men love you , doesn't that prove your excellence and my capabilities?" After saying that, I grinned mischievously at Zhan Zhongqiang and said, "You're going to have a tough time from now on, because the woman you love will be showing off her affection to me in front of you all the time!" My words finally made Zhan Zhongqiang, whose face was serious yet apprehensive, finally show a relieved expression, while Yun 's expression held a mixture of pride, excitement, and guilt. "Didn't you two show off your affection in front of me enough before? You'd better watch out, because I 'll be taking advantage of Yun when you're not around," Zhan Zhongqiang said with a mischievous grin. "Tch~~ Didn't you take advantage of Yun enough before? I'm not afraid of you doing it to my face, I don't care about what happens behind my back," I said generously. After a round of playful banter, the awkward atmosphere seemed to have disappeared, and the three of them started joking around again. However, I noticed a change in my wife's gaze towards Zhan Zhongqiang. During their playful banter, she wasn't as bold and uninhibited as before. Similarly, Zhan Zhongqiang's flirtatious remarks with my wife weren't as suggestive. For the rest of the journey, I didn't hear him mention "fuck Yun" again, and my wife didn't touch Zhan Zhongqiang as boldly as before. Both of them were clearly forcing themselves to maintain distance from their closest female friend, a distance that made them both somewhat sad. Seeing this, I found myself incredibly disappointed, and a thought popped into my head. After the car stopped in front of a small hotel, Zhan Zhongqiang smiled and said to us, "You two stay here , and we'll look for a place to rent together tomorrow." "Where are you staying now?" I asked Zhan Zhongqiang, puzzled. "During the day, I'm at the construction site; at night, I'm at a bar; and I sleep in the workers' shed at the construction site, " Zhan Zhongqiang said nonchalantly. Zhan Zhongqiang's words made my wife and me feel a pang of sadness, and we couldn't help but feel sorry for his life these past few years . However, we had no way to help him and could only sigh. After checking in with the hotel manager, Zhan Zhongqiang said he would take us to find jobs tomorrow and then drove away. Entering the room, which was less than 20 square meters, my wife and I couldn't help but frown. But considering our limited funds, we could only endure it. If we couldn't find a suitable place tomorrow, we would have to continue staying here. My wife and I hugged tightly, and after falling onto the hotel's fairly clean bed, the thought from earlier kept replaying in my mind . " Wife, seeing you and Xiaoqiang like this, I don't like it. I still prefer the days when we were all carefree ," I whispered to my wife. "But knowing how he feels about me, I don't know how to get along with him. If I get too close and make you misunderstand..." My wife's explanation was cut off by my kiss. During the passionate kiss, my hand lifted her long skirt, kneading and teasing her ample buttocks. Under my teasing, my wife's breathing gradually quickened. Seeing her gaze gradually fill with desire, I slowly released her lips, then looked at her earnestly . "Wife, I'm not a petty man." "I know! But I can't get too close to a man who likes me, especially since he's our good friend ." "I don't care!" "Even if you don't care, I can't! After all..." As she said this, tears welled up in her eyes. Seeing the tears in her eyes, I gently wiped them away. I had thought my wife had moved on from that experience, but I hadn't expected that she still harbored a shadow in her heart. Because of that experience, she was afraid to be too intimate with her old friend, for fear of being misunderstood by me. "Silly wife! Even now you can't let go. It seems I need to give you a strong dose of medicine." I said to my wife with a look of tenderness mixed with a hint of madness. At this moment, I felt an urge to tell her my secret. I wanted my wife to know about the fantasies that had often surfaced in my mind since our wedding night. After I finished speaking, my wife looked at me with a puzzled expression, wanting to know what I meant by "strong medicine."

What was it?
Under my wife's gaze, I took a deep breath, wanting to voice my thoughts.
Just as I finally mustered the courage to speak, a passionate
sound came from next door.
"Ahhhhh, Brother Li, your cock is so big, it feels so good!"
A seductive, lewd voice came from next door. The
clear sound startled my wife and me, and my wife's face immediately turned red.
I, too, lost the courage I had just mustered after hearing that sound.
My wife and I looked at each other's expressions and couldn't help but
burst out laughing.
Then my wife, looking hungry, wrapped her arms around my neck and began to writhe beneath me, breathing heavily.
"You little slut, your cunt is so much more fun to fuck than those bitches! You're a decent young woman!
If it weren't for you, I would have fired your husband long ago! Serve me well, and I'll continue to take care of
your husband!"
an excited male voice shouted amidst the crisp sounds of flesh colliding.
"Thank you, Brother Liu! Without you, my husband and I would be homeless long ago! I'm always here to serve you whenever you
want !"
The woman's seductive voice was tinged with shyness and anticipation,
igniting .
But what excited me even more was that I couldn't help but imagine that woman as my wife.
"Shameless! Even if you're helping your husband, you can't moan so lewdly!"
my wife said softly, blushing.
"Oh? Then how would you moan if your husband needed your help like that?"
I said with a wicked grin, my hand already slipping under her elegant long dress and pulling down her lace panties
.
My words made my wife tremble involuntarily; a flash of fear, unease, and guilt crossed her eyes, and then
she whispered, "I'm sorry!"
Tears streamed down her face.
After gently wiping away my wife's tears, I kissed her tenderly and whispered in her ear, "
Wife ! Don't feel guilty anymore. It's me who should feel guilty. If I weren't so useless, you wouldn't have suffered such
humiliation. You know, after learning what you did for me, I really felt so sorry for you. I wanted to kneel in
front of you and slap myself, berate myself for being incompetent and causing you to be humiliated. I really..."
This time, my wife's kiss stopped me from saying anything more.
In the midst of our passionate kiss, I quickly took off my clothes. Just as my wife was about to take off her own clothes,
I stopped her and, ignoring her protests, crawled under her skirt and began licking her already wet
vulva
.
My wife, feeling incredibly comfortable from my licking, gripped my head tightly and said in a trembling voice, "
Husband ! No! It's dirty there, I haven't washed yet!"
My wife's resistance didn't stop me; instead, I sucked and licked even more vigorously.
My wife's vulva, with its slightly pungent and arousing scent, tantalized me. The thought that her
beautiful, alluring vulva, with its perfectly proportioned pubic hair, had been enjoyed by other men only fueled my excitement.
Under my licking, my wife soon gave up resisting and let me do as I pleased.
As I licked, her sensitive body continuously released copious amounts of vaginal fluid. The thought that her fluids
had recently flowed for another man made my tongue desperately push deeper, wanting to taste more.
After a while, I was no longer satisfied with just licking my wife's vulva. While vigorously kneading her
alluring , full buttocks, my tongue relentlessly licked her perineum, anus, and inner thighs.
With my skillful licking, my wife quickly went limp on the bed, eagerly awaiting my penetration.
"Husband, stop licking! Please, I want it!"
my thirsty wife pleaded.
"What do you want?"
I asked with a wicked grin, lifting my head as my wife's crotch moved.
"I want your big cock!"
my wife said, blushing.
After so many years together, my wife could already say all sorts of lewd things in front of me. She hadn't resisted using vulgar words
like "cock" for a long time. Looking at the expectant look in my wife's eyes, I smiled with satisfaction. Since that incident, my wife hadn't asked me to have sex with her for a long time. Because of guilt and inferiority, my wife, who had a strong sex drive, didn't dare to express her sexual needs herself. When we had sex, she never dared to enjoy it as much as before. Now that we were in a different environment, and with the stimulation of the lewd sounds from the next room, she could finally express her desires. "Who am I?" I asked with a wicked grin. Before, whenever I asked this, it was when we played role-playing games. In the past, whenever I asked this, my wife would immediately assign me an identity she wanted. Friend, relative, colleague, student, and neighbor had all been my identities in sex. "You are...you are my husband!" my wife said breathlessly. But I didn't mishear her momentary hesitation; she still didn't say anyone else's name. "Fuck Yun, look at me carefully again and tell me who I am. If you get it wrong, I won't have a dick to fuck you !" I said with a wicked grin. My words made my wife's face turn red immediately. Hearing the name "Fuck Yun ," my wife already knew what she should call me now. After hesitating for a moment, my wife whispered to me, "Xiao Qiang! Come fuck me! Use your big dick to fuck your sister-in-law!" Although her voice was soft, her hungry desire was clearly conveyed to me. However, I did not fulfill her wish, but instead made her an even more shameful request. "Fuck Yun, shout louder! Beg me to fuck you hard, beg me to fuck you hard with a dick bigger than Brother Hua's !" I said excitedly. Looking at my excited eyes, my wife forgot her shame at this moment and only wanted to enjoy this passionate sex with me . At that moment, she completely forgot where we were, forgot that the people next door could hear ; all she wanted to do was enjoy herself and indulge herself to the fullest.

"Xiaoqiang! Fuck your sister-in-law hard! Use your cock, which is bigger than my husband's, to fuck your sister-in-law's cunt hard and make her
feel good!"
my wife shouted.
I knew very well that the couple next door had heard her.
The thought of others mistaking my wife and me for an adulterous couple excited me immensely.
...
After quickly stripping my wife of her clothes, I pressed heavily on top of her, my erect cock
thrusting into her already dripping wet cunt. With a
"plop,"
we, skilled as ever, began to enjoy ourselves.
Although I had enjoyed this for many years, I still felt incredibly
good .
Especially when we were playing role-playing, I felt even more excited and stimulated.
As I began to move up and down on my wife, she immediately and skillfully responded.
The seductive look on her face, as always, excited and drove me crazy. The crisp
"slap slap"
of flesh slapping quickly drowned out the sounds from next door, and the couple there immediately began to fuck
even .
"Sister-in-law! Is my cock good? How does it compare to Brother Hua's?"
I asked my wife excitedly while fucking her hard.
"Xiao Qiang! Your cock is much better than Brother Hua's! I'm so happy! Fuck me harder,
fuck me harder, let me go to heaven!"
My wife, in the throes of passion, was as wanton and bold as ever, shouting without hesitation.
Seeing my wife's passionate state, I excitedly seized the opportunity to ask what I had been wanting to know ever since I learned that she had used her body
to make deals .
"Sister-in-law! I heard that you used your cunt to ask the leaders in the bureau for help. Is his cock better, or is my
cock more comfortable?"
After saying that, I looked at my wife with excitement and expectation.
After hearing my question, my wife's body immediately stiffened, and then she looked at me with unease in her eyes.
In my eyes, she saw excitement, anticipation, and love, but not a trace of
contempt or disgust.
Seeing my gaze, my wife slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
After exhaling, she slowly opened her eyes.
Now, her eyes held no unease, but were filled with allure and provocation as she looked at me.
Seeing this expression, I, who had been worried about her anger and pain, immediately smiled.
Just as I was smiling, my wife rolled over and pinned me beneath her, her sexy, perfect body straddling me and
slowly moving.
While her hands gently caressed my body, she asked seductively, "You little rascal, do you want to know
how got in touch with the boss and then used her cunt to do things for your brother Hua?"
Ever since that day, I'd always wanted to know how my wife had gotten close to the bureau chief, and how the two of them had sex
.
But because I was afraid of upsetting her, I hadn't dared to ask.
Now that she brought it up, I clearly understood that she wanted to be honest with me, and also to announce that she had
officially moved on from the trauma.
"I want to know! I want to know! Ever since I found out you used your cunt to help Brother Hua solve his troubles, I've been wanting to
know ! Good sister-in-law, please tell me!"
I begged my wife to tell me while holding her alluring, plump buttocks with both hands and thrusting my cock upwards.
My cock inside my wife's cunt was already swollen to its limit.
Under the fucking of my thick cock, my wife stopped thrusting and lay on top of me, letting me fuck her
cunt, while she whispered in my ear, "I didn't know the director at all before, and even if I wanted to ask him for a favor, I didn't have
the chance . Luckily, I have a slutty old cunt mother-in-law, and she introduced us."
"What? Mom?"
I asked in astonishment.
I had thought about many things beforehand, but I never thought this was related to my mother.
Thinking of my mother's mature, alluring, and incredibly sexy figure, and her mature
face , my cock almost couldn't help but ejaculate.
"Yes! It's your own mother, my mother-in-law."
My wife looked at me with a wicked smile and said.
My surprised expression pleased her, and she continued, "It turns out my mother-in-law
has been using her cunt to serve the bureau's leaders for a long time, and not just one. Even my father-in-law's job was
secured by her cunt. My husband and I's jobs are also the result of her cunt's efforts."
My wife's words stunned me.
My gentle, virtuous, chaste wife and responsible mother was secretly like this.
Knowing that my mother had been fucked by many leaders didn't make me uncomfortable; instead, I was excited
.
This excitement was written all over my face, making my wife chuckle.
"You naughty son! You're so excited to hear your own mother has been fucked by many men, you pervert!" my
wife whispered in my ear, her eyes full of teasing and a wicked smile.
Looking at my wife's teasing gaze, I hugged her tightly and
said , "Not only do I like my mother to have been fucked by many men, but I also hope my beloved wife is a
slut who likes to be fucked by men!
"
After saying that, I looked at my wife with a mixture of unease and anticipation, waiting for her answer.
After hearing my words, my wife stared blankly at me; she truly hadn't expected me to say such a thing.
Under her gaze, I felt ashamed, afraid she would think me despicable.
After a moment of stunned silence, my wife smiled gently at me, then said happily, "Honey!
Thank you for telling such a lie to put my mind at ease."
After saying that, she gently began to move her body against mine.
Hearing my wife's gentle words, I felt a sense of relief mixed with immense disappointment.
My wife didn't believe me. I didn't know if she genuinely didn't believe me or if she was just avoiding the topic, but we didn't continue the
conversation.
Holding my wife's full buttocks, I frantically thrust my penis into her vagina, feeling
the excitement .
Similarly, the lewdness in my wife's eyes had also disappeared.
"Slap slap."
The sounds of impact were still loud, but our excitement had subsided.
A dozen minutes later, my wife, straddling me, moaned softly and collapsed onto me, my semen
flowing into her body.
Holding her, I felt a mix of boredom from the routine orgasm and
lingering pleasure and stimulation.
Touching her smooth, bare back and gently kneading her alluring buttocks, my mind raced,
imagining belonging to other men.
My desire for my wife to be a slut was intense; I wanted her to be
like , fucking my boss in the hotel; I wanted her to be like the woman on the train, using her body to solicit clients;
I wanted her to be like my mother, a slut fucked by many men.
With this longing, I held her tightly, and with a pleading look, I confessed
my desire.
"Wife, I want you to be a slut, a slut even slutter than Mom."
I spoke my mind again, this time without further explanation.
I wanted my wife to understand my thoughts clearly. Although I knew it was disrespectful, I
genuinely wanted her to be a wanton, seductive woman.
After saying this, I looked directly into her eyes.
This time, I wouldn't let her make excuses.
Looking at my earnest, yearning gaze, my wife's eyes betrayed her unease and panic. This time, she didn't think I was doing it for her sake, but neither did she think I didn't love her
when I said those words . Biting her lip, after a moment of silence, my wife softly asked, "Why?" The confusion and panic in her eyes made me realize that whether I could fulfill the wish depended on this moment. Taking a deep breath, I said in a trembling voice, "Because I want to be cuckolded. " Seeing my wife's bewildered and surprised expression, I mustered my courage and continued, "I really want to! I can't even remember when I started having these thoughts. Maybe it was when I saw you joking around with your friends in college , letting them take advantage of you, or maybe it was on our wedding night when they stripped you naked in front of me. Anyway I've been fantasizing about you being fucked by other men and cheating on me for a long time now. I know these thoughts are shameless and perverted, but I just can't help it. You know what? When I know you're with your boss , I don't feel anger, only regret. I keep thinking, how wonderful it would be if you didn't feel hurt, but rather enjoyed being fucked by other men. Honey, please, at least try it once, okay? If you really don't like it, I absolutely won't force you." As I said this, I looked at my wife expectantly, hoping she would agree. However, I was also very uneasy, afraid that my wife would be angry and think I was degrading her. Under my gaze, my wife gently cupped my face and gave me a tender and affectionate kiss. "You rascal! I was so heartbroken back then, and all you were thinking about was this! You're so mean!" My wife said, looking at me after the kiss. Seeing her complicated expression, I looked at her expectantly and asked, "Wife, will you say yes?" "Honey, I don't know if I can accept this. But things like this are beyond our . I won't refuse any of your requests, but I'm so scared," my wife said anxiously. "I'm scared too! Scared that I'll hurt you. But I just can't help thinking like this! I really want to!" I said, looking conflicted. Seeing my conflicted expression, my wife gazed at me for a while, then whispered in my ear, " If you really want to, let's try!" After saying that, her face was filled with unease and shyness. "Wife! Thank you! If you don't like it, or if I can't accept it, let's stop right away!" I said softly. "Mmm!" my wife said, her face slightly flushed. Lying in bed with my wife in my arms, I appeared calm on the surface, but my heart was in . My wife's agreement thrilled me to the extreme. If she knew what I was thinking, she would be incredibly ashamed . The lewd images that flashed through my mind could only come from women with the most depraved nature. Although I wasn't her only man, she remained a chaste wife at heart, never imagining that her beloved husband desired such lewd acts from her. However, I wasn't doing this to hurt her, because I knew that within her chaste heart lay a long-suppressed lust. From today onward, I would gradually awaken that desire with her future men. "Wife, how about letting Xiaoqiang be the first man you seduce? He's secretly liked you for so many years; it's time to reward him," I whispered with a smile in my wife's ear. "Mmm!" Her face immediately flushed red after she agreed. Hearing her agreement, Zhan Zhongqiang's penis, much larger than mine, immediately flashed into my mind. Under the stimulation of that penis, my wife's suppressed lust would surely be released quickly! After resting in bed for a while, we felt hungry. We got up, dressed, and decided to grab something from a restaurant near the hotel. Just before we left the room, I pulled my wife aside and, with a hopeful look, made her change out of her long dress and into sexy, low-cut skirt. As my wife and I left the room, her long, shapely legs exposed, the old man at the hotel kept staring at her legs , unable to look away. While my wife and I ate at an outdoor stall, many men stared at her legs, a sight that made my wife very proud. I quietly told her I wished she wore even less. My wife pinched me hard after hearing that. When my wife and I returned to the hotel, the old man grabbed me expectantly, hoping I could arrange for him to have sex with my "sister- in-law. " He said if I agreed, he'd not only waive the accommodation fee but also give me money. Although I was tempted, I knew I couldn't rush things.

Although I'd fantasized about my wife working as a prostitute for a long time, now wasn't the time, so
I regretfully refused.
Before resting, I fantasized about my wife's wanton appearance and had sex with her again; this time we really enjoyed it
.
The lewd sounds from the poorly soundproofed room almost filled the entire hotel.
After reaching a blissful climax, my wife and I fell asleep with anticipation for the future.

[The End]

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