The Search for My Son (Part 2)

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C, the man, left as quietly as he came. This sex expert, mysterious, sexy, and charming, was someone my wife adored. I even thought that if I saw him again, I would give him my wife's phone number, tell him he could directly ask her out, and tell him he didn't need to consider me at all, becoming my wife's second husband. However, C has vanished forever, and those QQ message records have become eternal memories …
Two months later, I finally managed to meet up with a guy named D. Respecting his wishes, we went to the hotel he had booked.
After asking around, we finally found the hotel. It was such an old-fashioned hotel; it should probably be called a hostel. When we went inside, it felt dirty, messy, and dark, and there was absolutely no reason to go to room 306 that D had mentioned …
My wife and I sighed and drove away. Ten minutes later, D messaged me on QQ , saying he saw a couple enter the hotel, probably us, but wondered why they left. I told my wife to reply, saying the hotel was terrible and we were no longer in the mood. D apologized and told us to find a hotel, saying he was coming.
However, what awaited us was more than just disgust; it was a nightmare. Man D was tall, strong, and incredibly perverse ... I fought with him, telling my wife to leave me alone ... Finally, he beat me until my nose bled, and only then did he let me go ...
My wife told me to absolutely stop dating single men online. I comforted her, saying it wasn't that people online were unreliable, but that I was too hasty; from the start of our chats to our meeting, it only took a week.
Although I tried my best to comfort my wife, that nightmare kept replaying in her mind: my wife's upper body and hands were tied up with three very thick rubber bands by the man , D ... and the man, D, forcibly shoved his unprotected penis into my wife's anus ...
I really don't want to recount those horrific details anymore, but thankfully my wife wasn't harmed. Thinking of how good C was to me, I didn't lose heart in my online search for men, and secretly continued looking for suitable single men behind my wife's back …
Two months later, I was invited by the consulate of a certain country stationed in my city to attend a product launch reception for a company from that country, accompanied by my wife. Due to my profession, my wife's English is excellent, and bringing her along would not only make me look good, but also allow her to act as my translator.
The reception had about 50 people, two-thirds of whom were foreigners. After the consul general and the company CEO gave speeches, everyone stood and chatted freely, while waiters carried drinks and exquisite Western dishes through the crowd. Suddenly, I felt this was an opportunity to find a single foreign man. I told my wife to leave me alone and talk to those handsome foreigners …
After the party, on the way home, my wife excitedly told me that she had gotten the phone numbers of several foreigners. All of them complimented her on how beautiful she was, and two of them really wanted to be friends with her.
Over the next two weeks, my wife frequently talked on the phone and went on dates with several foreigners. Two of them were a perfect match; both were in their 30s , and their terms of service ranged from a month to six months before they were to be transferred back to their home countries.
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Pete had arranged to meet his wife and booked a room, and we arrived as planned. As soon as we entered, his wife introduced me, and Pete patted me on the shoulder … I told his wife to tell Pete that they were mainly responsible for …
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Pete, standing at 1.9 meters tall, was a massive, hairy man. In my arms, my wife screamed as Pete's long tongue probed her, bringing her to a clitoral orgasm. My wife told me that Pete's tongue seemed to have bones inside …
Pete pulled down his loose underwear, and a very pleasant fragrance wafted out. Pete had obviously sprayed some perfume on his genitals. Heh, his droopy penis was frighteningly large ... His wife gently grasped Pete's semi-erect penis and brought it into her mouth ...
While my wife was giving Pete oral sex, I penetrated her ...
Pete's penis was hard from his wife's blowjob, but I felt it wasn't as thick or long as C's, and it wasn't very hard. I fucked him for a while, then gestured for him to fuck his wife. Pete got up, put on a condom, and then gently thrust in ... with his wife's moans, it got faster and faster ... then, Pete manipulated his wife however he wanted, changing positions. But his movements were always very gentle, and he kept communicating with his wife ...
Half an hour later, Pete ejaculated ...
Half an hour later, we did it again. Pete's penis was obviously tired and wasn't very hard, slipping out of his wife's vagina several times ...
Afterwards, Pete said he felt very comfortable; his wife was the only Chinese woman he had ever slept with, and she was very tight, gripping his penis very well …
On the way home, my wife said, "It seems foreigners aren't all that great after all. They can't compare to C- man at all . She didn't have many orgasms ... but Pete's tongue was especially intoxicating ..."
After that, Pete invited us to do it again ... but soon after, he returned to his country ...

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