The Search for My Son (Part 10)

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Seeing my wife so distraught, I felt heartbroken and regretted going to see a Black man, but at the same time, I felt it was all worthwhile to find this young man. My feelings were a complex mix. To comfort her, I suggested we meet up with guy E. Actually, I really didn't want to meet up with him again ; the thought of him possibly being that kind of person made me feel disgusted. Unexpectedly, my wife said she wanted to forget about guy E for now and told me to find another Black man I liked. I was completely stunned!
It seems the combined impact of the alien species, the giant penis, and the ability on her is too powerful; I must make her take it back.
I told my wife that this young man is a rare find, and we may never find someone like him again. Besides, we've already had our ultimate threesome . From now on, let's not look for black men anymore . Aren't single men like C , E , and Xiao Zhang good enough?
My wife said that I led her down this path of no return, and that she had no choice in the matter. She said that if I didn't look for her, she would go looking for herself.
For the first time, I lost my temper with my wife, telling her she was completely obsessed, utterly disregarding my feelings, and that it wasn't a threesome at all , but rather blatant two-person sex. At the same time, I confessed to her that I was very worried that if she had sex with a Black man, she would never want to be with a Chinese man again. I firmly stated that I absolutely could not have sex with a Black man again.
His wife only said one sentence: "You reap what you sow."
We were plunged into the Cold War.
This was the first time my wife and I had a conflict. I had always been very accommodating to her, but this time I vowed I would never compromise.
Being a meticulous person, I worried that my mentally unstable wife might try to find the call records of the phone number I used to contact single men and end up with the young man. I decided to cut off this ill-fated relationship at its source. So, I turned on the phone I kept in my office and called the young man. He was overjoyed, saying he missed us terribly and couldn't reach me because my phone was always off. I didn't explain and instead asked him to meet me at a coffee shop.
Looking at the handsome and charming young man across from me, I was overwhelmed with emotion. He treated me like a long-lost relative, his friendliness and sincerity deeply moving me. A fleeting thought crossed my mind: "Let them be, let them enjoy their pleasure," but reason pulled me back instantly. I first apologized, thanking him for the pleasure he had brought my husband and me. Then I explained the situation, telling him that his exceptional sexual prowess was affecting our sex life, so we had to stop this game. I insisted he change his phone number. At the same time, I told him I didn't want to lose him as a friend and asked him to give me his new number.
Because of the language barrier, it took me a lot of effort to make him understand my intentions. I could truly feel his disappointment; he looked like he was about to cry. After a moment of silence, this lovely young Black man agreed and apologized for the inconvenience he had caused us … Finally, he told me that perhaps I lacked confidence, because women in his country really liked white men and considered it an honor to marry one. Later, I kept thinking about what he said. Perhaps my wife and I, with our high sex drive, are too focused on pure sexual function; perhaps, like how Xiao Zhang made his wife feel so good, setting aside size and function, a different kind of feeling can also bring intense sexual pleasure. Human feelings are so hard to explain.
The young man did indeed change his number and called me, saying he hoped to stay in touch with me.
After nearly a month of cold war, my wife and I still talk to each other, but we have no intimacy in bed.
One night, my wife suddenly crawled into my bed, hugged me tightly, and said she wanted it. Haha, my lustful wife couldn't hold back anymore! It was like a long-awaited reunion; my penis instantly became rock hard. I rolled over and pinned her down, my mouth roaming over her body, and she immediately began to moan …
As I held her breasts and kissed them, I recalled the scene of the young man gently biting his wife's nipple with his clean, white teeth. My mouth immediately pecked at her nipple, my heart pounding with excitement.
When I moved my head to her B spot, the image of the young man's thick semen flowing out of it appeared before my eyes, as if I could smell the fishy smell of the young man's semen, which drew my thirsty mouth and tongue to frantically suck it.
When I inserted my penis into my wife and remained still, I felt that her vagina, which had been penetrated by the young man, was even more wonderful. It was still so tight and warm. When I shook it, all the folds inside her vagina massaged my hard penis.
I felt like I had turned into a young man again; I felt like I had unlimited energy, and I began to surge forward fiercely …
Ten minutes later, my wife had an orgasm. I couldn't control myself either; it wasn't her safe period, so I ejaculated inside her …
My wife wasn't about to let me go. After swallowing my semen, she continued to give me oral sex. In less than a few minutes, my penis became hard again, and my wife sat on top of me ...
Various positions, an hour of sex was completed amidst the wife's violent spasms ...
My wife and I hugged each other tightly ... I kissed her from time to time.
"Honey, it's my fault. I was too willful."
"It's not that you're wrong, it's that I'm afraid of losing your sex life."
"Actually, I'm not that stupid. I know you're just pretending to have lost your phone."
"Hehe, you know? Are you still going to go find him?"
"I'm not looking anymore. I'll be over it in a week. Honey, that felt so good, it was amazing."
Upon hearing this language and being in this situation, my penis became hard again, so I rolled over and did it again ...
After the fire was lit, I told my wife about my suspicion that E was a gigolo. My wife thought my analysis was very accurate and was glad that I had been rational enough to prevent her from doing anything unsafe.
...
I found guy E on QQ . He was very excited, thinking I wanted to ask him out. I directly asked him what he did for a living, and I wanted him to be honest …
A few minutes later, he typed two words: Technician.
This QQ channel was shut down from then on.
All the passion and epic moments return to their very origin ….

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