Heading Towards the Abyss of Cuckoldry - Chapter Seventy-Eight

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The old man buried his face in his wife's chest for a while, then reluctantly raised his head. He looked up at his wife, while she turned her head away, no longer wanting to look at that disgusting, lewd face.
The old man wasn't annoyed by the sight. He even seemed interested in his wife's shame, anger, and disgust. He chuckled and placed his hands directly on his wife's shapely buttocks, slowly caressing them. The sound of his hands rubbing against her uniform skirt filled the air.
The wife's legs trembled involuntarily. Her body was always sensitive, and as the old lecher's hands played with her buttocks, a sense of pleasure began to spread throughout her body. The old lecher continued to knead her buttocks from time to time, and soon he slid one hand down a little further, reaching under her skirt, where it inevitably came into contact with the thin silk fabric beneath.
"Oh! It feels so good, so smooth!" he exclaimed, gently stroking the black stockings. I imagine it must feel amazing, even though I, as the husband, have never experienced it.
He reached under the skirt and pulled it up, quickly rolling the entire skirt up to his waist.
That's when I saw clearly what my wife was wearing: pantyhose. They were the high-waisted type, which was very sexy!
Looking at his wife's crotch area, it was covered by a layer of black inside the stockings, which only added to its mystery and allure!
At this moment, the wife's lower body was completely exposed to the camera; the allure of black stockings and high heels was simply irresistible! It's just a pity that all of this was being enjoyed by a lecherous old man. And I could only be a spectator, an observer outside the screen!
Wife, do you still have me in your heart as your husband? I clutched my head in anguish and wailed.
The old lecher began to vigorously knead his wife's pert buttocks, forcibly transforming the erect buttocks into various irregular shapes under his kneading.
At that moment, he suddenly paused, while his wife let out a sharp "Ah!"—it was unclear whether the sound was a groan of pain or pleasure.
I frowned; it seemed like this guy was making advances towards his wife.
I quickly pressed the pause button, looked closely at his hand, and couldn't help but curse: Damn it!
It turned out he was using two fingers to stimulate his wife's anus through her stockings!
He tapped it for a while, then put his finger under his nose and sniffed it deeply, exclaiming with delight, "It smells so good!"
That bastard! How could he be so perverted! The wife looked ashamed and indignant, but she did not make any move to resist.
The lecherous old man slowly squatted down again, stretched out his arms, and ran his hands down his wife's thighs. The sound of his palms rubbing against her black stockings was quite pleasant. He touched her very carefully; those long, beautiful legs were simply a perfect work of art. He suddenly grabbed his wife's legs and began kissing them haphazardly, from her ankles, calves, knees, and thighs, from bottom to top, every inch of her body was ravaged by his large lips.
"Aha, aha!" He opened his mouth wide, seemingly very excited, his heart trembling. The goddess in front of him was finally his plaything, and he could play with her however he wanted!
The wife bit her lower lip, enduring the humiliating pleasure inflicted upon her. She couldn't shout or groan, because if she opened her mouth, it would mean she would succumb to his abuse.
The lecherous old man stood up slightly, his head hovering over his wife's lower abdomen. He stuck out his tongue and began licking her private area. Despite the stockings, he didn't seem to feel anything amiss, as if he thoroughly enjoyed the sensation.
"Hi-ah! Hi-ah..."
Like a dog, he stretched out his tongue and licked the goddess's private parts again and again. Soon, the stockings were covered with his saliva.
"Ugh... ugh..." The wife tried her best to endure it. Her body began to twist slightly, and she even took a step back, but she still insisted on standing in place with her legs straight.
Wife, why don't you resist? I'm so anxious. Do you really have to endure this humiliation? Your expression clearly tells me you don't want to do this, so why are you letting this lecherous old man do whatever he wants to your body?
"Saying one thing but meaning another!" These five words suddenly popped into my mind. Is my wife really that kind of woman?
The lecherous old man grabbed his wife's thighs with both hands and flipped her over. His wife naturally understood what he meant and obediently turned her body around, her pert buttocks directly facing the lecherous old man's head.
But the old lecher wasn't satisfied; he reached out and slapped his wife's shapely buttocks.
With a soft "snap," the wife quickly bent over and placed her hands on the back of the chair next to her.
She propped herself up like that, sticking her buttocks out as far as she could, and even curled one leg up. In this way, her perfect heart shape and cleft gleamed alluringly under the warm, yellow light.
My heart turned to ice. My wife's actions just now completely shocked me. She listened to that old lecher too much, and she understood perfectly what every move he made meant.
This is what taming is all about! When did she become so obedient? It's only been two days since we parted ways!
Has she become so obedient in just two days? She does whatever you ask her to do, and with just a single action, without even having to say a word, she knows exactly what to do.
What about later? Will it become the kind where "she sits on top and moves herself"? If that really happens, will the man just lie comfortably in bed without giving any instructions, and she will obediently climb onto the bed, take the initiative to serve the man, and actively change various ways to please him?
What is her will? When that time comes, who will be her master? But I think it certainly won't be me.
Why? Why? My dearest Xiaojuan! Why have you become like this? Was it really driven by desire?
Going out for training, hahaha, is this the kind of training you're receiving?
My tears kept flowing, dripping onto my desk.
In the photo frame next to it, there is a picture of me and her together.
She looks so pure and innocent, so aloof and beautiful in the photo.
All of this vanished like a bubble in a video on a nearby phone.
Xiao Juan, my wife, my noble queen, if it were before, I would never have imagined that you would become such a lewd person.
At this moment, the old lecher had already embraced his wife's shapely buttocks, pressed his head against them, and began to kiss her passionately, panting as he did so.
"Ah...ah..." The wife could no longer bear it and finally began to moan.
Her head, with her long hair piled high, swayed from side to side. She really wanted to break free from the old lecher's clutches, but she knew she couldn't. She still had to endure all of this, no matter how humiliating it might be.
"It smells so good! Ahh! It smells so good!"
The lecherous old man began to stick his head into his wife's cleft and lift it up, forcing the goddess's legs apart.
He grabbed his wife's thighs, stretched his neck, and kissed and licked her private parts and anus, making lewd "slurping" sounds from time to time.

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