(8) The Wife's Training (4) Egg Roll Ice Cream Edition

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When I got home, I noticed Ting's cheeks were flushed. Judging from her expression, I knew she found tonight's adventure very exciting, and that it had aroused her desire. Ting asked me to put six ice cream cones in the freezer first, and then she went into the bathroom alone. I don't know what she was doing,

but after a while, I heard Ting's voice coming from the bathroom: "Ziling, come in and help me."

I couldn't help but be curious. Given Ting's aroused expression earlier, she should have been about to "abuse" me as soon as we got home, but instead, she was asking me for help in the bathroom. So I went into the bathroom as she instructed and found that Ting had already taken off her skirt and stockings. There was a basin on the floor with some things on it. When I got closer, I saw that it was an enema kit and medicine.

I was taken aback for a moment: "Ting, are you constipated?"

Ting, embarrassed by my abrupt question, playfully tapped my back with her little fist and said, "What kind of question is that? You're the one who's constipated!" Then she pulled me, "What are you looking at? Hurry up and help me!"

It was then that I realized Ting actually wanted me to give her an enema. This was truly a novel experience; I'd only ever seen similar scenes in Japanese adult films before. I never imagined Ting would actually ask me to do it for her. Just thinking about Ting's panting and gasping expression when she arrived made my penis drool and become semi-erect (Note: because of the medicine Ting gave me, it's been semi-erect lately).

I swallowed hard. Ting held onto the small chair in the bathroom, her buttocks facing me. So, I imitated the method I'd seen in porn, aiming a ball of enema fluid at Ting's anus and slowly squeezing it in. As I squeezed, I asked, "Ting, isn't this too fast?"

Ting glanced back at me, her face flushed. It was clear she was really excited. She whispered, a little embarrassed, "No, you can continue. Stop when I tell you to."

Before the second ball was even finished, Ting's expression suddenly changed: "Ahhh, Ling, that's enough, get out!"

I didn't understand, but obediently followed my wife's instructions and left. As soon as I stepped out of the bathroom, I heard the sound of diarrhea and Ting's intoxicating moans, followed by the sound of her flushing.

When Ting opened the door, I couldn't help but hug her and kiss her tenderly. Ting gave me a charming look: "Ling, don't you think it smells bad?"

I quickly shook my head and said, "As long as it's yours, Ting, I won't think it smells bad. You smell the best from head to toe."

Ting was very happy to hear me say that and kept asking me, "Really?" At this moment, Ting showed a mischievous expression: "Then I want you to swear again, or I won't let you come out today."

I didn't know that my wife was suddenly so serious, but I had no choice but to immediately swear very seriously: "I, Fang Ziling, swear that anything on Ting, no matter what it is, is the best smell and will never smell bad. If I dare to complain that my wife's things smell bad, I am willing to accept the most severe punishment from my wife."

My wife was obviously very happy with the content of my oath: "Ziling, you said it yourself! If you dare to complain that anything on me smells bad, I will never sleep with you again!" As soon as I thought of my wife's previous coldness, I immediately made a hasty promise. How could I dare not comply with her wishes?

Then Ting wrapped her arms around my neck affectionately, and her cherry lips pressed deeply against my lips. Ting and I kissed deeply, our tongues exploring each other's bases as thoroughly as possible. I could feel how much Ting wanted and loved me.

Ting guided me to sit on the edge of the bed, and she lay down on it like a begonia in autumn. I knew the main event of the night was about to begin. I followed Ting onto the bed, and as usual, the first thing I did was to bring my head to Ting's alluring triangle, searching for the fleshy crevice among the tender pubic hair.

Ting was clearly more aroused tonight; her shapely legs clamped my head, pressing my head and her alluring crevice as close as possible. In this situation, I could only desperately lick and suck on Ting's crevice and the small, protruding clitoris with my tongue at an extremely high speed.

As Ting's moans grew louder, she suddenly told me to stop: "Ling, you... ah... no, pause for a moment, I need you to go to the refrigerator and get that ice cream."

I was stunned for a moment. Why would Ting want ice cream at this time? Although McDonald's waffle ice cream is quite delicious, what can I do if I only make it halfway...?

But I dared not disobey Ting's orders, so I ran to get the ice cream at top speed. When I brought it back, I saw that Ting had somehow gotten a basin and a very large syringe. Actually, calling it a syringe was more like calling it a giant water gun. When I saw it, I couldn't help but ask Ting stupidly, "Wife, what is this...?"

My wife became even more excited at this point, her whole face flushed, and she panted, "Ling, quickly put that ice cream into that syringe..."

At this point, I somewhat knew what my wife wanted to do, but the greater stimulation and humiliation made it impossible for me to refuse. It was as if there was an extremely evil demon in my head, wanting me to try and enjoy all this humiliation.

I followed Ting's instructions and quickly put the ice cream into the syringe, then slowly and gently brought the nozzle of the syringe to Ting's anus, just like an enema.

Ting's continuous low moans made me unable to hold back and ejaculate once as I injected the ice cream into her body through her anus, soaking half of her sexy panties. After I had injected all the ice cream into Ting, I saw that she was also almost consumed by lust.

Ting climbed naked onto me, slowly pressing me down. I was forced to lie on the floor by Ting, who said in an almost tearful voice, "Ling, do you know that I was afraid you'd find me smelly, so I cleaned my belly completely? I even went to buy your favorite ice cream... All of this was for you, so you can't go back on your word~"

Then Ting lay on my chest, looking at me affectionately, "Ling, I want you to say it again, everything from Ting'er smells good, including Ting'er's poop. Ling, say it once, quick!"

Looking at Ting's almost climaxing expression and tone, I replied almost without thinking, "As long as it's anything from Ting'er's body, even Ting'er's poop, it will be the most fragrant and delicious thing in the world."

After hearing me say this, Ting immediately sat her buttocks on my face, bringing her anus close to my face; while Ting's mouth was not idle either, constantly lightly biting and licking my semi-erect penis through my panties.

I looked closely at Ting's anus, watching it contract repeatedly as if something was about to come out. Then Ting let out a moan: "Ah... Ling, it's coming out, you have to catch it..."

Then, I saw white, semi-solid ice cream slowly gushing out of Ting's anus. I knew this humiliation was something I had never experienced before, but this act that defied all social norms aroused my greatest perverse desires. I couldn't wait for the white ice cream to come out before immediately licking it away with my tongue, and even tried to use the tip of my tongue to probe into Ting's anus.

Under my stimulation, Ting expelled the white ice cream even faster, even with a faint yellowish-brown tinge, but I greedily licked it all up.

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