Looking forward to my wife getting fucked soon

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I don't know if it's to satisfy my own unusually exciting feelings or to add some excitement to our life after more than 10 years of marriage when our passion has waned. In any case, I'm very excited about letting my wife hook up with a rich guy. Of course, I love you, I love you very much. I would give anything I have for you. Some people say that women actually have a seductive side. Who can argue with that? Everyone has their fantasies, they just haven't met the right time and the right person. After my dear wife kept searching, communicating, and tempting me, and besides, you are so charming and irresistible, I finally found someone who made your heart flutter. That guy is tall, handsome, a little cool and aloof, and very popular with women. He's practically a heartbreaker for married women. Although there are many people around you, there are also many women around him. I remember you said that you hit it off the first time he came to our house for dinner. What is eye contact? This is it. This guy has women's eye contact.
As you two got to know each other better, things went sometimes and sometimes badly. Isn't that what dating feels like? When I saw you two being affectionate, you were in a particularly good mood, your skin glowing, radiant and beautiful. I loved seeing you so passionate, even though it wasn't for me. It still felt good to see you like that, because you're my wife, the wife I'll always love. I love kissing you. That guy brings my wife happiness, and as long as she's happy, I don't mind him being a part of our lives, a source of joy for you. Sometimes when you two argued, you were clearly in a bad mood and depressed. You're very strong-willed, so you don't show it outwardly. But I'm your husband, I've been with you for over 10 years, I know you too well. At this moment, I will encourage you because I know that no ordinary man can resist the charm of such a wonderful wife with such soft breasts as mine, even older men are no exception. It's just that some men, because they have many women around them, feel elevated and find it difficult to lower their pride. At this time, communication between both parties is necessary. Sometimes I think, I've never put in this much effort to come up with ideas when I'm picking up girls myself, but for you, for my dearest wife to be happy, and of course for my own crazy and uncontrollable 3P development plan, I'm full of energy, bursting with passion, and my emotions are soaring like I've been injected with chicken blood.
I love reading your flirtatious chat logs. I love how you seduce decent men. I love how your alluring yet innocent charm makes men's eyes pop out. I love seeing you in sexy, revealing outfits on dates. I love seeing you being held in that handsome older man's arms all day, kissed and caressed to your heart's content. I even fantasize about you two making love tenderly. You've gotten to know each other well, though not quite in love yet (though I feel a little bit, which isn't what I want, but a woman's feelings come first). But I can imagine that once you actually go to a hotel, even if his sexual prowess isn't as good as mine (actually, I've always thought it's because you exaggerated my abilities and scared him), you'll be incredibly excited and thrilled. Because of the novelty, it'll be all tenderness and passion. Your vagina will be overflowing with hot, lustful fluids for him. You'll feel amazing. His penis will be rock hard, sometimes wild, sometimes gentle as he thrusts into your vagina. He'll kiss every inch of your skin, nibble on your sensitive areas, lick your earlobes deeply, and gently lick your pink... His tender nipples will greedily lick your delicate, sweet little pussy like a puppy, he'll love it so much he won't get enough. You'll feel a tingling, itchy sensation, and your most alluring look will be when you're begging for more. That's truly when a woman is most captivating. I'm sure his technique is better than mine, because he's been with many women. Women love this kind of expert at fucking and picking up girls. He'll caress your entire body with his chubby, white, radish-like fingers, especially enjoying reaching under your collar to grab your soft, white, pink breasts, and gently pinching your tender nipples. He'll be so engrossed, he'll use his plump, softer fingers—more tender than mine—to tease your pussy until you can't take it anymore. Even though you won't let me use my fingers on you when you're having sex with your dearest husband, I bet you'll let him. I wager he'll plunge his hard-earned, bulging penis deep into the tender core of his long-desired goddess. The first time, it will be incredibly tight, and your face will be filled with the dual satisfaction of mind and body from the long-suppressed desire to finally be penetrated. Your face, flushed and radiant, pores widened with excitement. With each rhythmic thrust, you trembled with ecstasy, letting out hoarse moans … Oh … Ah … You were drenched in fragrant sweat, only to see a white, tender penis sliding in and out of your pink, overflowing, lustful vagina. Your juices flowed shallowly, and you desperately clung to his head, kissing his lips with all your might. He had never experienced such a tender, tight, and slippery vagina before. The incredibly slippery sensation on the head of his penis made him feel like he was on steroids, passionately kissing you while thrusting his large, white buttocks upwards. The relentless, forceful thrusting was accompanied only by the beautiful slapping sound of his fat balls hitting her fat pussy. At this moment, it was one action: thrusting, two actions: thrusting relentlessly. You had never experienced such stimulating and intense thrusting before. The older man, tall and powerful, held your plump buttocks with both hands, lifting you up and pulling you tightly into his arms, pressing you close together. He began to fuck you while you were suspended in mid-air—this was his specialty. You closed your eyes in ecstasy, your soft breasts pressed against his chest, coordinating with his up-and-down movements of your lower abdomen to maximize the penetration of his penis. Swallowing you deep into your pussy, oh, honey, my dear, slutty, seductive, mesmerizing wife, her exquisite pussy has finally been fucked by another man? You've finally tasted the man's big cock you've always dreamed of, oh, my cute and pitiful beautiful hairless pussy wife has only ever tasted her husband's dick. In this day and age, I won't let my wife be too conservative and outdated. I want her to taste other men, and they have to be top-notch men. I don't know if he's a good man, but I trust my wife's judgment. I won't force my charming big-ass wife. I know that even if I seduce you into having a lover, even if we're husband and wife but also friends, you still have your own little secrets. Actually, I have my little secrets too. Just like you said, who doesn't have some secrets? Honey, I like it when you confide in me. Most of the time, I listen to and read about your relationship with great excitement. There are a few times when I feel a little sad, but it's this exciting and bittersweet feeling that brings excitement to our otherwise mundane relationship. Honey, what do you think? Do you want to fuck him?
Several of your dates left a deep impression on me. I loved your vain look. Whenever I saw you, I wanted to strip you naked and fuck you hard, making your cunt smell incredibly slutty.
The first time was when you went to see the rapeseed flowers together. It was a time of blooming flowers, with a small bridge over a flowing stream, and the air was filled with the melancholy of spring. The handsome guy invited you out, and you joked with each other. While strolling around, you deliberately lagged behind to give him an opportunity. He picked the most beautiful rapeseed flower and gently placed it in your hair. Your face flushed, and you were incredibly excited because you liked him. Your shy appearance made him unable to resist gently pinching your soft, slender waist. Your whole body went limp, and you could barely stand up. Is this how it feels?
The second time, it seemed like it was when you two were coming back from a barbecue with a lot of people at night. He walked you home, and you strolled along the community path. He held your hand, and you were both silent, but your hearts were speaking. At the end, he hugged you and gently kneaded your plump, soft buttocks. It felt amazing.
The third time was probably on May 20th. It was a wonderful romantic getaway you two had carefully planned. He even bought a 1314 couple's set online a month in advance. You were as happy as a bird, knowing that May 20th would be an unforgettable memory, perhaps even one of your most cherished memories. I'm sorry, husband. I haven't given you many romantic moments over the years. Sometimes I even think I'm just a loser, always wanting to have sex, especially in the past few years. It was to the point where I couldn't live without it. Here, I want to say to my dear wife: I'm sorry. I will restrain my lust from now on. I'll change from having sex every two days to every 2.1 days. Hahaha, just kidding. My wife is so irresistible; I still can't get enough of her after all these years. I think you're conflicted too. You want me to have sex with you to prove you're still incredibly attractive, but if you don't want me, you wonder if your desire for me has decreased. I don't know if I'm right. So, should I have sex or not? Actually, I understand now. Sometimes, restraining yourself is also a kind of... It feels great, like an arrow on a bowstring, always wanting to be released but not quite. In this state, one's spirits are high, and enduring a few more days makes the final act even more enjoyable. But I want you to be more focused, more open, and even fantasize more when making love with me—fantasize that it's your dream lover having sex with you for the first time. Believe me, this will definitely make you feel more, happier, more excited, and more sexually fulfilled. Because I occasionally fantasized like that a few years ago, but most of the time when I'm making love with you, my mind is full of you. Anyway, you've finally waited for this day. On this day... You went to work early this morning, made sure the kids were settled, and set off for Donglin Temple in Shahe in your crush's car. Along the way, you sometimes gazed deeply into each other's eyes, though sometimes you hesitated to look too closely, afraid of embarrassing yourself when you like someone. Sometimes you shared passionate kisses, sometimes tender caresses, and sometimes his lecherous hands would gently knead your breasts, while your soft hands would intentionally or unintentionally touch his penis. A real man should get aroused at this point, even if you don't want to have sex, you have to show your prowess. If it were me, I'd definitely be rock hard! Damn it! What an intimate couple! Every time I think about it, my penis gets rock hard. Oh, my dear little bitch wife, this time she's truly been kissed by another man, her breasts touched, her lips kissed. The era that belonged only to me is over. Should I be happy or not? I should be fucking happy, because my wife's happiness is my happiness. I love you so much, honey! It's fucking exciting too. You two are drawing lots at Donglin Temple, taking a walk, leisurely enjoying your intimate time together. During meals, he feeds you from time to time, and you snuggle in his plump chest. This feeling is different from having a husband. It's so great, isn't it? You caress each other from time to time, and sometimes you're passionately French kissing. Your whole body is burning, and your eyes are brimming with desire. If the conditions were right, I reckon you would definitely be more than willing if he slept with you. When a woman is aroused, everything else goes out the window. Suddenly, your phone rings. You see it's your husband. You answer the phone while kissing him. It's so exciting! Your heart must be pounding and you're screaming. He shouldn't say anything. The feeling of having an affair is just so exhilarating and exciting. You love your husband, and you told me you went out and asked if I'd be back that night. I agree with you on that. Yes, your husband lets you have your fun, and you can't hide it from the person who loves you most. When I said I might have to work overtime and wouldn't be back, you were a little disappointed because you were thinking about men. You really wanted a big cock to fuck you then. Although you really wanted the older man next to you to strip you naked and have sex with you forcefully, you two haven't gone that far yet, and deep down you're still a traditional person. You can't just go out and have sex with someone else. ... The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly from a corrupted or incomplete source. It's impossible to translate meaningfully without the original, coherent text.
The fourth time, in the sweltering summer heat, your longing made you restless. At 10:30 PM , you suddenly said to me, "Honey, someone asked me out. Can I go out for a bit?" I was overwhelmed with emotion. "Go ahead," I said. I had given my beautiful wife to his mistress. You had dressed up carefully, changing several outfits, which showed how much you valued this appointment. You left smelling wonderful. Actually, I hoped you would come back burning with desire. You were in his car right under our window. Oh my god, my beloved wife was snuggling up with his lover in that cramped car right before my eyes! I felt an indescribable mix of excitement and heartache. I'm really not angry, honey, I can say that for sure, because seeing you genuinely happy made me feel content. He first hugged you tightly, without a word, a deep embrace. He started kissing you from your forehead, down to your eyes, nose, cheeks, ears, and the corners of your mouth, finally sealing your lips together. This was your second French kiss ( if you've told me the whole story ). Secretly dating is like taking opium—irresistible. A deep, passionate kiss with a man other than your husband must be incredibly stimulating and pleasurable, incredibly sweet and alluring. You're intoxicated, your face flushed, as he kisses you relentlessly, like a hungry wolf. You're completely melted; no woman can resist such a touch. In the arms of the man you're attracted to, you enjoy his kisses and caresses. He kisses you greedily, his hands not idle either, twice slipping inside your shirt to touch your soft breasts. He murmurs, "So smooth and comfortable, I want to keep touching and squeezing them," feeling like squeezing cotton candy, or like squeezing a gentle flame. It feels amazing. He can't help but touch your delicate thighs, his desire growing even stronger. Heading towards the heart of the flower, that man didn't seem to want to explore to the end. That man didn't want to plant a seed of his own in the depths of that enchanting paradise. Unfortunately, you were afraid, your heart pounding like a drum. This feeling of worrying about your husband's jealousy while knowing he was fantasizing was something you probably didn't even think about. Actually, at that moment, I didn't want you to think about me. I didn't want you to because I wanted you to be fully immersed in experiencing the feeling of being caressed by your god. I also wanted you to think about me because I didn't want you to be so engrossed that you forgot about your husband. I believe you wouldn't, but I really wanted to join in too. You two were entwined for a full 15 minutes. It was a time that everyone longed for. I hope that one day a goddess like you will ask me out ... Hehehe.

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