hemp stalk and bald head

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Time flies, four or five days have passed in the blink of an eye. I was working at the computer when my phone rang.
To my surprise, it was my mother's voice. After a polite greeting, she said, as if taking credit, "How was it, Mr. XX? The client I introduced was great, wasn't he? Honestly, you guys don't look like you're in the sex industry, you're practically looking for a partner." Me: "..."
Mom: "By the way, I have a client who really wants to find a married woman to play around with. She's a high-level white-collar worker, I've seen her, she's handsome! So charming! So articulate! Hehe! After she contacted me, you were the first person I thought of. So, what do you say? Will you accept?" Me: "Do you have a picture of him? Send it to me." Mom: "Okay! Right away." I opened my email and saw a tall, thin man wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He gave off a gentle and refined air. My heart skipped a beat; it was time to find a gentler man for my wife.
I picked up the phone and called my mother to confirm that he would come to my house this Saturday.
After hanging up the phone, I was stunned for a moment. Would my wife like this man?
Before I knew it, it was Saturday. In the morning, I asked my wife to take the child back to her parents' house. She hesitated for a moment
, then lowered her head and took the child back to her parents' house. That evening, as it was getting dark, my wife finally returned home.
I went over and gently hugged her, softly saying, "Baby! Tonight, your husband found you a tall, thin, and gentle man. Do you like him?" My wife lowered her head and said, "As long as you like him, that's fine. I hope you won't despise me! Don't call me a slut. I don't want to lose you." I lifted my wife's head with both hands, looking deeply into her eyes, and said, "My little darling! Your husband just wants you to experience life from a different perspective, to experience the pleasure that sex brings. It doesn't mean you should become a prostitute.
We don't care about money; it's just that doing this with someone you know can have many negative consequences. Believe me! Your husband will never leave you." My wife silently leaned against me. My wife leaned close to my shoulder…
Before I knew it, it was eight o'clock, and the doorbell rang. Hearing the doorbell, she involuntarily tensed up on the sofa, her eyes glued to the television.
I got up and opened the door. A thin man, about 1.80 meters tall, stood outside.
Just as I was about to invite him in, I noticed a short, stout older man, a full head shorter than him, standing behind him. He looked to be in his fifties, with only a few pitiful tufts of hair on his greasy head. I was startled and asked them, “What’s going on?” While I was still bewildered, the short, stout older man behind them spoke. "Friends! Don't be so nervous! We don't mean anything by it. This is a senior engineer from my company. This afternoon, we were chatting, and he told me about a madam he knows who has a really good girl in his possession, so I couldn't resist coming with him. Don't worry, if you're not willing, I'll leave right away. Of course, if you're willing, the price will double. What do you say?" I hesitated for a moment, glancing around to make sure we weren't disturbing the neighbors, and then led them into the living room. I said to them, "Please make yourselves at home. My wife and I will discuss it further." My wife was also taken aback when she saw the two men enter. I went over, took her hand, and led her, still in a daze, into the bedroom. As we approached the bedroom, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that the two men's greedy eyes never left my wife. After we entered the bedroom and closed the door, I noticed that my wife's palms were already wet. Meeting my wife's questioning gaze, I gently said, "Sweetie! There's an extra person here temporarily. Do you like it? Can you handle it?" My wife lowered her head and said in a trembling voice, "Honey... I'll listen to you, but I'm so scared." I said to my wife, "Sweetie! You stay here for a while. I'll talk to them. You two can stay in the living room. Don't worry! Your husband will protect you!" After saying that, I patted my wife's face to comfort her and went out.
In the living room, two lecherous men were talking quietly. When they saw me come out, they both stood up. (Since we didn't introduce ourselves, and there was no need, I'll temporarily call them by name. The tall, thin one is called "Pillar," and the short, fat one is called "Short Baldy." Although these names aren't very respectful, they're quite descriptive.) The Short Baldy was a rather talkative man, with what he thought was a very friendly smile on his face (in my opinion, he looks ten years younger when he doesn't smile. When he smiles, his face is full of wrinkles, plus those squinty eyes. He's a perfect traitor). He said to me somewhat eagerly, "Friend! So? Does your wife agree?" He looked at me anxiously after saying that.
I waved to them and sat down opposite them. Deliberately speaking slowly, I said, "My wife agrees in principle, but she has to meet a few conditions. Otherwise, we'd rather not do it!"
The short, bald man and the skinny man exchanged a glance, then the short, bald man said firmly, "As long as it's within our power, we're going all in today." I smiled slightly and said to them, "Don't worry! It's not about asking for more money, it's just that my wife is a little scared.
She needs me to be there with her, and if she feels uncomfortable, we have to stop immediately.
" The short, bald man hurriedly said, "No problem, no problem! We're used to this kind of thing, and we've been with plenty of married women. To be honest, we understand your feelings. My wife is a unwanted village girl; if someone's willing to sleep with her and even pays, I'm willing too. It saves me from having to 'pay my dues' all the time. See my forehead? That's from all the exhaustion from thinking about how to deal with her."
Hearing the short, bald man's eager confession, Ma Gan and I couldn't help but burst into laughter. Ma Gan continued, "He's 33 years old and still not married. Seeing so many of his friends who married early living such stressful lives, he vowed to sleep with every woman he could before considering marriage." The atmosphere became more relaxed, and I said to them, "We're all in the same boat, living pretty stressful lives. I'm happy today! I'll bring my wife out later; she's yours for now. As long as you don't go too far, I won't stop you." After saying that, I went to the bedroom and saw my wife sitting in front of the dressing table, holding a comb and lost in thought. Today, she was wearing a bright red off-shoulder cheongsam, with a yellow peony embroidered on the front and back. Combined with her fair skin and flowing black hair, she looked like an elf who had wandered into the mortal world. I stood at the door, momentarily stunned. My wife turned around, saw me staring blankly, and covered her mouth with her long, soft hand, letting out a soft "pfft." Looking at my wife's charmingly naive expression, I began to admire myself a little.
I had the audacity to let another man taste my wife, so pure and alluring, like an elfin spirit.
I walked over and placed my hand on her fragrant shoulder, saying affectionately, "Baby! You're becoming more and more captivating; I can't bear to let anyone else touch you." My wife smiled shyly and said, "Fine! Let them go then. I hate that old man. How old is he, still messing around like that!"
I grinned mischievously and said, "So you like that gentle, refined scholar? Yes, it's always been true that beautiful women love scholars." My wife turned and pinched me playfully, saying, "So what if I like him? Don't you like other men touching your wife? You pervert!" Feeling that we'd been taking too long and worried that the two men outside might be anxious, I pulled my wife towards the living room. As soon as
we left the bedroom, I felt my wife's grip on my hand tighten, and out of the corner of my eye, I noticed two blushes rising on her fair face. Her rosy complexion was so pitiful!
The two men stared wide-eyed, only reacting when we were right in front of them. They hurriedly stood up. I handed my wife's hand to the short, bald man nearby. Afraid they'd feel uncomfortable, I quickly left the living room, pretending to go to the bathroom.
I hid in the shadows of the bathroom, spying on the three people in the living room. As soon as I left, the short, bald man couldn't resist stroking my wife's soft, white hand with his other hand, saying, "Miss! Your skin is so white and supple!" Seeing my wife shyly lower her head and not move, he grew bolder and grabbed her supple waist. My wife let out a soft "Mmm" as the short, bald man kissed her. My wife shook her head in disgust, but the short, bald man noticed her subtle body language. His hands suddenly slipped inside the slit of my wife's cheongsam. From the outside, I could only see the shape of his hands kneading my wife's buttocks.
My wife's rounded breasts were kneaded into various shapes by those hands, and my wife's whole body swayed.
But how could she possibly match a man's strength? It was all in vain! Soon, his wife slumped limply in the short, bald man's arms.
Standing beside them was a truly skinny man, completely dumbfounded. No wonder!
Such a sensual scene wasn't something you could just witness. The power of beauty and the beast was a visually stunning effect that not everyone could resist!
The short, bald man struggled to carry his wife, who was slightly taller than him, and slowly moved her to the sofa. The skinny man, now regaining his senses, also came to the sofa, but didn't know where to begin. While he hesitated, the short, bald man, no longer content with just kissing his wife, used his wrinkled hands to caress her delicate breasts through her cheongsam. His wife closed her eyes in disgust, and then the skinny man finally found his target, gently kissing her lips.
Meanwhile, the hands on his wife's breasts intensified their caresses. Finally, unable to withstand the two men's teasing, she let out a soft "Mmm" before being silenced by a kiss from the short, wiry man. Feeling the gentle kiss, she couldn't help but open her mouth and kiss him back.
While his wife was kissing the man, the short, bald man began laboriously unbuttoning his wife's cheongsam. Finally, the last button was undone, and the short, bald man impatiently lifted his wife's blouse. What came into view was a cute green and pink floral bodice, her two small breasts protruding from it, her fair, flat stomach peeking out below. She wore only white panties with cartoon patterns. A few strands of dark hair peeked out from the edge of the panties. The man was also startled by the short, bald man's actions. When he saw his wife's chest covered by the bodice, he froze, staring motionless. His wife, sensing the two men's strange behavior, opened her eyes and, embarrassed, quickly covered her chest with her hands.
The short, bald man finally couldn't resist the erotic stimulation and ripped off his wife's bodice. Her breasts instantly sprang free, and the bald man's animalistic instincts erupted. He opened his mouth wide and fiercely kissed his wife's left breast, sucking, licking, and gently biting! His right hand wasn't idle either, forcefully kneading and poking her right breast.
Instantly, her two small black nipples hardened and stood erect. His wife couldn't bear this rough teasing and
couldn't help but cry out, "Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"...
This erotic and obscene scene would be unbearable for any man, and I, experiencing it firsthand, couldn't resist the stimulation. Filled with jealousy and desire, I really wanted to personally join the fray, thinking bitterly, "These two bastards are getting off easy." Time
seemed to drag on (to me), and amidst my wife's obscene cries, the short, bald man finally made his move.
He quickly ripped off his clothes, revealing his already swollen and thick penis between his legs and the unkempt chest hair. (Seeing this, I felt a pang of regret!...) Just as I was silently regretting it, the short, bald man had already taken off his wife's panties.
His wife felt that her lower body was completely exposed and squeezed her legs tightly together. A tuft of cute black hair between her long, slender legs covered her mysterious paradise. The skinny man finally snapped out of his daze and quickly stripped himself naked. He pounced on his wife's chest and began caressing her breasts. Gradually, his wife began to whimper again, and her legs finally couldn't stay closed. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the short, bald man forcefully spread his wife's legs apart, revealing a wet patch between them.
Seeing this, the short, bald man couldn't help but say fiercely, "Slut! Aren't you supposed to be a lady? You don't want to do it with me, do you? Today I'm going to fuck you to death, let you see how this old gun of mine can kill you!" With that, he forcefully pressed his wife's legs into an M shape. His dark, muscular buttocks thrust forward, penetrating deeply. My wife cried out in pain, "Ah!" How could her narrow passage withstand such a large penis? The short, bald man, showing no mercy, thrust violently, and my wife's screams grew louder. For a moment, I really wanted to rush over and teach this old lecher a lesson, but a huge sense of shame and excitement made me unable to move my legs. Gradually, my wife's screams subsided, perhaps because she was tired, or perhaps because she had adapted to the short, bald man's movements.
Seeing that my wife's screams had lessened, the short, bald man reluctantly flipped her over. My wife involuntarily knelt before the short, bald man. The short, bald man then thrust into her again from behind, and I, moving my stiff legs, couldn't bear to watch any longer. Suddenly, I heard my wife's screams turn into "mmm" sounds. Looking up, I saw that even the skinny man wasn't idle anymore; he had inserted his long, thin penis into my wife's mouth. And so, with each thrust from behind by the short, bald man, his slender penis plunged deeper into his wife's mouth. As if unsatisfied, the short, bald man grabbed his wife's round buttocks with both hands. He continued to thrust violently, gripping her buttocks. I saw his wife's face contort violently, her body stiffening; I knew she had reached orgasm.
During her orgasm, her vagina would tighten and loosen intermittently, and the short, bald man felt it too. His thrusts became increasingly frantic. With each violent thrust, the short, bald man screamed hysterically, "I'll fuck you to death, you slut! You filthy bitch!" He reached his climax with a cry of despair. Large amounts of semen flowed from the side of his shrunken penis.
Meanwhile, the slender man held his wife's head, losing all tenderness. He thrust violently into her mouth. His wife desperately tried to spit out his penis, but her head was held tightly by his grip. Seeing his wife's face flushed red from the violent thrusts, the slender man finally yelled and ejaculated into her mouth.
My wife quickly spat out the semen in her mouth and staggered towards the bathroom. I hurriedly went to her and gently helped her into the bathroom. I filled the tub with water and helped my wife, who had finished brushing her teeth, into the bathtub.
When I finished all that and came out of the bathroom, I saw two men, already dressed neatly. After a polite greeting, they said, still seemingly unsatisfied, "Could we come here again sometime?" I exchanged a few pleasantries and saw them out. As I reached the door, I noticed they were walking unsteadily. I thought to myself, men…

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