Wife's grocery shopping controversy

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Chapter 1 of the Wife's Grocery Shopping Scandal:
My wife is 32 years old, of medium build, quite voluptuous, with large breasts, and the kind of woman who's secretly sexy. She gets very wet at the slightest touch, and quite a lot at that. Since giving birth, her libido has grown stronger every day. I've always been grateful I married her, but it wasn't until after the birth that I slowly came to understand her. Life was quite mundane when we first got married. She liked the simple life, but I didn't. I tried to find some fun in the mundane, and that's how we achieved our current sexual happiness.

Recently, my wife has developed a liking for being ogled. At first, she would just show her cleavage and a bit of her underwear, but gradually she got bored and started showing more and more, until it spiraled out of control.

She secretly told me that she liked wearing revealing clothes, the feeling of being spied on, but she was afraid I would get angry and call her slutty. I told her: "You can do whatever you like, I promise I won't get angry." These past few days, I specifically bought several pairs of the most transparent and thinnest thongs available on Taobao,

but they had to look normal, not so obvious that people would recognize them as erotic underwear. They had to be very transparent, so that you could clearly see your pubic hair and anus. The crotch area had to be very thin, the thinner the better. Ideally,

the clitoris and the tip of the labia minora should be visible in the front, and the labia majora should be exposed on both sides. Wearing these kinds of underwear with a loose skirt when going out is the most suitable way to avoid being exposed, so people will think it was just an accidental exposure.

This whole thing started when my wife went to buy potatoes. That day, at a potato stall, she let the vendor see her private parts clearly for over ten minutes, and in the end, she even had sex with him. The vendor was a man in his fifties, shirtless, wearing only a pair of very old, baggy shorts that looked a bit like beach shorts...

In a small corner of the roadside not far from the market, the potatoes were piled on the ground, and the vendor was sitting on a small stone.

My wife and I had just finished having sex at home that afternoon. She was still craving more, and since we were out of groceries for dinner, we decided to go out and buy some. We could cook later and take a break. I took her with me, and when we came out, I told her to dress nicely.

I picked out a loose-fitting, round-neck, faux-sleeved dress that she often wears. She usually wears thongs, but

that day I told her we'd be back soon, so she didn't need to wear a bra; it's too hot and uncomfortable.

When we got close to the market, we saw a potato stall with only one middle-aged man selling them. It was probably still early, as there weren't any other stalls nearby.

I told my wife, "Go buy some potatoes; I'll buy a pack of cigarettes and come back for you later."

I went to a small shop nearby, and my wife went over. The stall owner saw a beautiful woman with delicate features walking towards him from afar. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that his wife's clothes were somewhat transparent, and he could vaguely see her two large breasts swaying as she walked. In particular, the two small nipples in the front were very obvious. The stall owner was a little aroused. With a beautiful woman patronizing him, he became very enthusiastic. His wife looked at the potatoes and thought they looked pretty good,

so she asked about the price. Then, she bent over and picked up the potatoes, showing off her buttocks. Even from inside the small shop, I could see that half of her buttocks were exposed. While picking out items, my wife chatted with the vendor. The vendor replied casually. Then, my wife glanced at the vendor and noticed that he was staring at her chest. She realized that she hadn't brought a bra with her, and her two 38F breasts were on full display for the vendor to see. She

was already wearing a round neckline, and now that she was bending over like this, her breasts were almost spilling out, with her nipples just touching the collar. Half of her areola was already showing, and the stall owner kept staring at her. His wife was getting a little embarrassed. She wanted to cover herself, but that didn't seem right, and

she didn't want the stall owner to think she was showing too much. She figured she might as well let him look; there was no harm in it. She was even enjoying it. Gradually, she became aroused. She hadn't quite gotten over it yet, and now the stall owner's gaze made her even more aroused. She was even getting wet. She thought about how her husband had said she could do whatever she wanted with him, and the thought of exposing herself resurfaced. She thought, "I'll just let the stall owner have his way." After picking for a while, she realized the potatoes at the top weren't very good, so she looked at the ones at the bottom that were bigger. She'd

been standing there for a long time, and her legs were getting... Feeling a bit tired, my wife squatted down with her legs together, a very ladylike posture.

While chatting with the vendor, she naturally changed her squatting positions. After a minute or two, she continued talking and rummaging through the pile of potatoes. Then, very naturally,

she took a step forward and to the right with her right leg. Because of this step, she was closer to the vendor. The vendor, who was already leaning forward to help her pick potatoes,

had his head less than 30 centimeters from her knees. After she opened her legs to the side

, she was in a standard squatting position with her legs spread wide, and her loose skirt slid up to her thighs with that

step . My wife leaned over to pick at the potatoes at the stall owner's feet. The stall owner blinked his wrinkled eyes, and I knew he had seen the little thong under his skirt. In the afternoon, I specifically picked out a slightly see-through thong.

The vendor almost stuttered when he saw it; his shorts were bulging out of his crotch. My wife glanced at him and

noticed his crotch was sticking out. He was wearing old-fashioned, worn-out shorts, and you could see his entire testicles and his thick, large penis through the crotch. My wife thought it was much bigger than her husband's; she wondered how comfortable it would feel to put it in. I called her and said I was meeting a friend and would be back soon, and she could take her time picking out potatoes. My wife, phone in one hand and potatoes in the other, saw a very large potato and started to roll it over. Reaching the stall owner's feet, near his testicles, the wife reached out without thinking. Her hand brushed against his trouser leg, causing it to sway and the testicles popped out, resting on her hand. She was visibly nervous; her hand twitched, and somehow, his penis sprang out. Her eyes were fixed on his penis, her heart racing. It was at least as thick as her forearm, and his testicles were the size of eggs, covered in dark hair.

She wanted to tell him, "Your testicles are out," but she didn't know how to say it, feeling embarrassed. Her face flushed, and she lowered her head, whispering to him, "Your two potatoes down there..." She couldn't bring herself to say anything more.

The stall owner, not quite understanding what she meant, replied, "You've already taken all the bigger potatoes here..."

Seeing the stall owner's throbbing penis, with plenty of fluid already leaking from the glans... the wife swallowed hard... and became aroused as well.

The stall owner, unaware that his penis was erect, continued chatting with his wife while also staring at her lower body.

He saw her panties, barely covering her labia minora, clearly visible, perhaps even closer than I see at home. His wife, pretending to be oblivious, was picking and choosing.

But below, there was already an overflowing amount of vaginal fluid, almost dripping down. The thong was completely soaked and became very transparent,

especially the lower part of the triangular strip. The clear, glistening water had completely seeped through from both sides and flowed down.

After wetting the thin fabric connecting the cotton strip, a large stream of water remained on the anus, while another stream flowed past the anus and stopped on the right

buttock, forming a small droplet.

Looking above the cotton strip, the upper part was not too wet, but because the lower part was soaked, the squatting position tightened the already small panties, and the wet part in the middle had sunk into the labia minora.

The shape of the two labia minora was clearly visible on the thin, almost transparent fabric, and the pink

labia imprints were showing through like a figure eight. Looking up, a large patch of dark pubic hair is exposed in a sexy way.

The thong had many long hairs peeking out through the thin fabric, and pubic hairs that couldn't be covered by her underwear were also sticking out. My wife had complained at home that the thong was too thin and revealing. She knew that others would see her labia minora and vaginal opening, but she still dared to wear it out in public. She felt an indescribable pleasure in having her private parts exposed. I really

admire her for exposing herself so closely and still being able to chat and laugh with the vendor. The stall owner then

noticed several large potatoes near his wife's feet and buttocks. He reached out to grab them,

noticing his wife's pubic hair hanging straight down due to the flow of vaginal fluid. Just as the water droplets were about to drip down,

the back of his hand touched the drooping pubic hair. The vaginal fluid also flowed onto the back of his hand. The stall owner withdrew his hand and even licked the back of his hand, savoring the taste as if it were nectar in the desert.

When the wife saw the stall owner licking her vaginal fluids, she blushed and her heart raced. She really wanted the stall owner to lick her labia minora directly, but she didn't want to say it. After the stall owner reached out and touched

her several times, the back of his hand would touch her pubic hair each time, which started to feel a little itchy. The wife pretended not to notice and lowered her buttocks a little further. Several times, the back of his hand touched the fabric outside her labia minora. Each time, the slight friction would move the crotch of her thong a little to the side. After many frictions,

a miracle happened. The thong was now hanging down to the side, and her pink labia minora on the left side were completely exposed, gently resting on the edge of her underwear.

My wife, nearing orgasm, just wanted the stall owner's hand to rub her vigorously... Finally, as the stall owner withdrew his hand, he deliberately hooked his little finger around her crotch and gently pulled, completely exposing her genitals and buttocks. Not even a single patch of her thick, dark pubic hair was covered. My wife couldn't bring herself to say it was intentional, nor could she say anything directly, so she pretended not to notice. Her vaginal fluid finally flowed down, pooling at the entrance of her vagina, clear and like glue. A lot of fluid overflowed from the edge of her underwear, making a large puddle on the ground. My wife was too embarrassed to look down and could only pretend to continue picking potatoes. Later, my wife told me that she had deliberately lowered her buttocks so that the bottom of her thong could hook the stall owner's hand, which created this effect.

I saw her two parted, wet labia minora and pink vaginal flesh, as well as a gush of translucent vaginal fluid about to flow out, like a flood that had been released.

I walked over at that moment, specifically to ask my wife if she had bought anything yet. They were still lost in their own dreams... which

startled both the stall owner and my wife. My wife, afraid that I would see her overflowing with vaginal fluid, quickly stood up and said that the potatoes here were quite cheap and she wanted to buy more, but there were too few to choose from. I knew that my wife hadn't had enough fun yet and wanted to continue, so I would keep her company. The stall owner was quick-witted and immediately said that he had plenty more on his tricycle behind him. Seeing that he had bought so many, he suggested that she pick some from the tricycle, promising that she would be satisfied. The stall owner stood up at this point, unaware that his erect penis was sticking out, at least 20 centimeters long, almost touching my wife's body.

I thought he might be deliberately showing it to my wife. My wife saw it but was too embarrassed to say anything, so she said, "Let's pick some more in the car." I pretended not to know or see anything and let them continue their act.

My wife's labia minora, not covered by underwear, were exposed as she stood up. My wife 's breasts looked even more swollen from being constricted by her thong from the side, and water was dripping down her thighs. I wanted to reach in and wipe them, but I was afraid someone would see. So

my wife followed the vendor to the back of the tricycle. There was still about half a cart of potatoes left. Because the tricycle was parked with the front facing the road, my wife was facing me. She was bending over again, picking potatoes from the tricycle.

I could see her two big, white breasts swaying back and forth inside her round neckline. I thought the vendor was in for a treat. But the vendor was a kind person and immediately said, "Let me help you pick them." So the vendor stood behind my wife, bent over, and leaned against her back. One hand was picking potatoes, while the other hand hung there without moving.

Standing in front of the stall, I couldn't see my wife's lower body at all, only her upper body. Her face was flushed, and she was breathing heavily. I wondered, "Why is she so tired and out of breath just picking potatoes?" The stall owner was also sweating profusely. I noticed his waist was pressing against my wife's buttocks, gently rubbing against her. Tired of standing, I squatted down and followed their gaze. Now I could see my wife's lower body, just her white legs spread apart. Where was her skirt? Looking down

again, I saw... her skirt... When did the penis get so far up to my wife's waist? I could see a dark,

thick thing rubbing back and forth between my wife's lower body. Every time the stall owner picked up a potato, he would move his waist, and his huge glans would slide along the flesh between my wife's labia minora, past her labia minora, past her perineum, and towards her anus. A moment later, it would slide along the flesh between my wife's labia minora, past her perineum, past her labia minora, and all the way to her clitoris...

I peeked over and saw that my wife's lower body was glistening, and the pubic hair was wet. The overflowing vaginal fluid flowed down the stall owner's penis, past his testicles, and onto the ground.

My wife, her face flushed and trembling, was picking potatoes. Her attention was completely absorbed by the penis in her genitals. She was close to climaxing; just a little more stimulation and she would reach orgasm. She didn't want anything else, just a penis, anyone's, her vagina was unbearably itchy…

The stall owner secretly supported his wife's waist with one hand, lifting her skirt without her noticing,

slightly raising her buttocks. He aimed his penis at her vaginal opening, deliberately saying the front potato was the biggest, leaning forward, and his penis thrust into her vagina. My wife's legs went weak, and she groaned, "Ah…" Her large breasts trembled back and forth. My wife was so surprised by this sudden attack that the penis in her hand… The potatoes I'd picked were scattered all over the ground, so I had to pick them all again.

My wife was finally being penetrated by another man right in front of me! Watching that huge penis,

deeply inserted into my wife's vagina... I started trembling with excitement. As my wife bent over to pick up the potatoes again, the stall owner started holding her buttocks and gently thrusting. Oh...so deep...faster...

I told my wife that was enough, let's go home. My wife said, word by word, "Just...wait...it'll be over soon..." I didn't want to stop like that. It was rare for my wife to be so open today. I usually have a cuckold fetish, and now I was happy to relax and enjoy myself.

My wife's legs were now wide open... The large part was spread apart, and the stall owner's penis was throbbing inside her vagina as she struggled to bend over and pick potatoes. Then the stall owner wanted to change positions, so he said to his wife... "There are many more good ones up there. You can put one foot on the cart, it'll be easier to pick them that way." Without thinking, his wife did as he said. "Help me, my legs are a little weak." The stall owner, holding his wife's thigh with one hand and touching her buttocks with the other, lifted her onto the cart...

Now, with one foot on the ground and the other on the cart, her legs spread wide, the stall owner could penetrate even deeper. Her two large breasts were completely outside her clothes, swaying wildly from side to side.

In front of her husband, being penetrated by the stall owner's penis ... "Pump and thrust, wife, oh... ah..." she moaned, soon reaching orgasm. After the orgasm, the wife regained some composure and tried to push the stall owner away, not wanting him to continue. "If he keeps going, my husband will find out," she thought.

But the stall owner wasn't about to let her off so easily. "You've had your fun, but I haven't! You little slut, not even wearing a bra, just those tiny panties! You're clearly here for me to fuck you, aren't you? What do you call this?" the stall owner whispered in his wife's ear, then kneaded her sensitive nipples with his index finger and thumb. "Ah... no... ah... don't pinch... it... feels so good..." the wife gasped, immediately experiencing a second orgasm.

After saying this, the stall owner grabbed his wife's waist with one hand and began touching her breasts with the other...

The stall owner, while kneading her breasts, asked my wife if it felt good. "Ah...ah...so good...so comfortable...I'm going to cum...cum outside...outside...I'm in my...danger period..." Even in her pleasure, my wife didn't forget to tell the stall owner not to ejaculate inside.

"Ah...ah..." Having finally gotten the chance to sleep with such a beautiful woman, how could the stall owner let go of the opportunity to plant his seed? Without a word, he lowered his head and thrust hard. Although I was not far away, I could vaguely hear the "slap! slap! slap..." sounds of impact. "Heh...heh...heh...I'm going to...cum..." The low panting accompanied by the increasingly intense thrusting of his lower body foreshadowed that the stall owner was about to ejaculate. "Ah...ahhh...no...no...ah...no..." Although my wife resisted with all her might, how could she stop the beast behind her from seeking physical pleasure? "It's coming out...it's coming out...ah...ah...no...I really can't take it anymore..." My wife said no, but her lower body didn't flinch; instead, it kept responding to the stall owner's thrusts. "Ah...it's coming out...ah...it's all yours..." Her vagina was ready to receive the stall owner's semen. The stall owner pulled his wife forcefully towards him with his left hand, thrusting his lower body forward with all his might, as if he wanted to insert as deeply as possible into his wife's uterus. "Ah...it's coming...so deep...ah...ah..." My wife lowered her head weakly, not wanting me to see the flush of orgasm on her face. In the end, the stall owner's penis was inserted 20 centimeters deep into her vagina. My wife's vagina wasn't very deep either; the stall owner's glans should have reached the opening of her cervix. I watched as the stall owner's two testicles contracted and expanded, releasing semen into my wife's uterus. After a while, the stall owner's penis softened and slid naturally out of his wife's vagina. He casually grabbed his wife's skirt to wipe it, then put his penis back into his pants.

His wife got out of the car, her legs weak. She held onto the car with one hand and straightened her clothes with the other, putting her two large breasts back into her clothes.

I watched as my wife walked over with her legs tightly closed. I knew she was preventing the thick semen inside her vagina from flowing out. My wife, smiling, held a potato in her hand and asked the vendor to weigh it. The vendor was polite, saying the potato wasn't worth much and would be a free gift, adding, "Remember to come again next time..."

My wife, having been force-fed a bellyful of semen by the vendor, quickly pulled me home. Because she was afraid it would leak out, she covered her lower abdomen with both hands and walked with her legs tightly pressed together. Her labia majora and minora were quite cooperative, keeping a tight grip and not letting a single drop spill. "Honey! Hurry up! I really need to go home to use the restroom. Can you hurry up?" Although she had been force-fed a bellyful of semen, my wife thought I hadn't noticed and only told me she needed to use the restroom. Of course, I wasn't going to give in to her wishes and deliberately walked slowly.

As we approached the community gate, the sleazy security guard spotted me from afar and greeted me: "Brother and sister-in-law, you bought so many potatoes! Let me help you carry them. Look how tired your sister-in-law is... Come on... let me carry them..." He grabbed my wife's hand and said, "I told you your sister-in-law is fine, she can carry this... Look... brother... your sister-in-law is sweating profusely,

I know that... where did my wife get all that sweat...?" As the guard spoke, his eyes kept staring at my wife's chest. Only then did I notice that my wife's skirt was clinging to her body because of the sweat. The fabric at the chest had become slightly transparent. She was already wearing a low-cut, round-neck top, with three-quarters of her breasts exposed, revealing a deep cleavage and a glimpse of her large breasts. The wife noticed the security guard staring at her breasts, glanced down at her chest, and thought, "This is so sexy! I'm practically showing them everything!"

Her pink face flushed instantly. "Honey, let's go home..."

she stammered, looking at the lecherous security guard. I deliberately chatted with him for a bit... "Why aren't you on duty today? What are you wearing?" The security guard replied, "Oh... I was playing basketball for a while, so I'm just hanging around here...

Okay! I'll help your sister-in-law with this. It's almost lunchtime, let's go to my place for a drink... Let's go!" The security guard helped carry the potatoes, and we walked and chatted slowly together. My wife's clothes had become quite transparent, and she was covering her breasts with one hand, jogging ahead of us, eager to get home...

I noticed she was about to lose control of her ejaculation; her embarrassed and shy expression was undeniably arousing!

This security guard hadn't been in our community long, and he was a bit of a lecher, especially enthusiastic towards pretty young women. Because of my wife, this lecherous guard often helped me carry things, and over time... we gradually became familiar with each other.

My wife, the security guard, and I entered the elevator,

and I saw my wife's rosy cheeks instantly turn red. I guessed my wife was distracted, probably worried the security guards would notice, and her vagina didn't clench properly, causing a few drops of semen to leak out! Oh no, it leaked out! Luckily, no one saw. My wife thought to herself. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" I immediately asked. "I'm fine! It's just too hot!" My wife said, gently wiping the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, then tugging at her skirt. I guessed she wanted to lengthen her skirt to cover her thighs, afraid we'd see the semen.

It was fine if she hadn't pulled up her skirt, but pulling it up covered the bottom. The already low-cut top, because she wasn't wearing a bra, revealed almost three-quarters of her large breasts. Her excited nipples were right on the neckline, high and erect, with light pink areolas and a deep cleavage, completely exposed to me and the security guard...

My wife didn't even consider what would happen to her upper body; she was only thinking about the semen flowing from her vagina... Oh... it's already flowing down to her labia minora, oh... it's about to drip down... what should I do...

Actually, my wife was completely worrying. The two drops of semen would stop flowing less than 5 centimeters and wouldn't be visible at all. Unless you deliberately lie down and look up at her inner thighs and vagina, you can't see the two streaks of semen on the inside of her thighs and her glistening, wet labia minora. *Ding*... The elevator arrived.

My wife hurriedly stepped out, took out her key, opened the door, and went inside. She habitually bent down to pick up her slippers to change. The security guard and I grabbed our things and followed her out of the elevator. Looking up, I saw my wife's white buttocks sticking out, in a position ready to be fucked.

I followed behind the security guard, watching him stand there blankly, staring unblinkingly at my wife's buttocks. The dress my wife was wearing was really sexy. Because of her bent-over posture, my wife's skirt rode up to cover her anus, barely covering it.

Her thong was askew, the crotch of which was askew,

making her swollen labia minora appear wet and her pubic hair exposed to me and the security guard. My wife, showing some hospitality, tried to get the security guard some slippers… I… coughed… and only then did my wife turn around. Come on, seeing the security guard staring at him, he looked down at his own buttocks. Ah… how… could this be… this… this skirt…

Seeing his wife's face turn as red as a monkey's bottom, he tensed up and his vagina loosened, revealing her two wet labia minora and pink vaginal opening, which opened like a mouth, and the semen inside flowed out like a flood… At this moment, his wife ran to the toilet without caring about anything else, and the security guard looked at the ground… A puddle of water, and looking at my wife's back, her buttocks... wisps of what looked like semen or vaginal fluid were dripping down, covering her legs and the floor... from the living room to the bathroom... The security guard and I exchanged a glance and gave an awkward smile... "Come on... let's go in." Watching my wife enter the bathroom and close the door, a moment later we heard the sound of water running and her showering. The security

guard and I simultaneously glanced at the bathroom door. "Brother! What's wrong with your wife? Why is so much water flowing out all of a sudden? I've never seen anything like it before, brother... this is truly an eye-opener!" I said, "Oh! It's nothing... nothing... Your wife hasn't been feeling well these past few days. She probably got bitten by some insects the day before yesterday, that's why! A lot of fluid keeps flowing out, I don't know what kind of insect it is?" "How can it be so powerful? I've been to the hospital several times, but it hasn't helped much. I just made up a few lines...

Please sit down for a moment, I'll get you a cup of tea. Later, I'll have your sister-in-law make a couple of side dishes, and we'll have a couple of drinks tonight."

I said, "Brother security guard, I heard your family has a history of traditional Chinese medicine (TCM). Have you ever seen a patient with a condition like your sister-in-law's? We've seen several Western doctors without any effect. Would TCM be better?" He replied, "TCM is definitely better. My father encountered a female patient like that before, saying she was bitten by some kind of insect. She got better after applying some medicine.

Actually, I studied TCM for a few years and could have examined your sister-in-law, but the problem lies in that area... it's never good for her. I think it's better to go to a TCM clinic."

I was just saying a few words casually, but I didn't expect this security guard to speak so knowledgeably. There really are such insects! The water stopped after a while. Since my wife hadn't brought a change of clothes, she picked up the clothes she'd just taken off, intending to put them back on. She sniffed them… and there was a strong smell of sweat… Looking at her panties, they were soaked with her own vaginal fluid and the man's semen, so she didn't want to wear them back. Looking at the empty bathroom, with only two small face towels—far too small… enough to cover her thick pubic hair in the front, but not her buttocks, and the same for her upper body… she had no choice but to ask me for help.

So my wife opened the door a crack, peeked out slightly, and whispered, "Honey, come here for a second…" I said, "What? I'm looking for tea leaves! Where did we put our tea leaves? I can't find them!" Muttering to myself, I walked over... As I approached the door, my wife whispered to me, "I forgot to bring my clothes, could you get them for me?" "Please... honey..." I said impatiently, "I'm looking for tea leaves.

Please... honey..." "Oh... alright, alright... which clothes do you need?"

While helping my wife find clothes, the thought of exposing her again popped into my head… At home, why not let her dress a little sexier, so that the perverted security guards can drool over her…

I saw a white, low-cut, short, one-piece dress in the closet, with a large round neck, somewhat like a swimsuit, but looser. I originally bought this to add some spice to our relationship… I held it in my hand, noticing that the short dress was a bit transparent, and wondered if it was too sexy. I worried that my wife might not wear it, but oh well… Hmm, here you go, but I can't find your underwear. You can wear this for now and go find some yourself… I watched my wife come out. My wife, head down and face flushed, was probably still a little embarrassed because she had accidentally shown her wet labia and pink vagina to the security guard.

The guard greeted her immediately when he saw her come out. "Sister-in-law...you're done washing so quickly...you're getting more and more beautiful...

oh!" Seeing my wife wearing a short skirt, half her breasts exposed, her lower body just covering her buttocks, her slender legs clearly visible,

she went back to her room, then hurriedly came out to the balcony, one hand clutching her breasts, the other covering her lower abdomen. As she

passed the living room, I deliberately asked her, "Honey, where did you put the tea? I can't find it..." My wife was taken aback by my question! I paused for a moment, forgetting that I wasn't wearing underwear, and said, "It's in this drawer of the coffee table, let me get it for you!" I came over and squatted down. The security guard and I were sitting on the sofa in front of me, watching my wife squat down less than half a meter away from us. Now, the view under my wife's skirt was once again completely exposed to us.

Oh my god... We could see that my wife's two labia minora, which were not covered by underwear, were wide open... Her clitoris was also peeking out. A little lower, my wife's pink vaginal opening and anus were also clearly exposed to us without reservation. Upon closer inspection! The semen that hadn't completely drained had turned into water and was still flowing down,

from her vaginal opening to her perineum and finally to her anus... forming a small droplet, almost dripping... I could see her labia minora and pink vaginal opening, opening and closing like a mouth.

Because she was squatting, her breasts were pressed against her knees, revealing her pink areolas, and her nipples were faintly visible through her thin clothes... I said to my wife, "I've checked the coffee table drawers, it's not there. Could it be somewhere else?" My wife said, "Oh... maybe in the TV cabinet, I'll go check." As she spoke, she went over, bending over to search the TV cabinet.

Because she was bending over, the hem of her short skirt rose up, revealing half of her buttocks.

My wife's mouth was watering, "How come I can't find it?!" But she forgot she was wearing a short skirt.

At that moment, the hem of her short skirt reached the middle of her buttocks, and the security guard and I could easily see half of her

buttocks. A deep slit separated her buttocks, with dark pubic hair in the middle.

I glanced at the security guard and saw that he wasn't paying attention to the TV program at all, but was completely focused on my wife's buttocks.

I stood up and said, "Let me get it for you!"

But my wife said, "No need, you guys watch TV. "

My wife bent down and opened the drawer under the TV cabinet. Because she was bending over, the back of her skirt was almost to her waist, and her entire white buttocks were sticking out there. The TV cabinet was less than 2 meters away from me and the security guard. I could see the two wet labia minora under my wife's deep buttocks, still with water droplets hanging on them, and even her anus was exposed. Her clean anus was a pale pink. I glanced at the security guard; he was staring intently at my wife's buttocks.

Since we'd searched everywhere for the ladder, my wife wondered if she'd fallen under the TV cabinet. Suddenly, she knelt on the floor, her upper body pressed against the ground, looking down at the TV cabinet… Holy crap, her entire buttocks were sticking out, facing me and the security guard. Her short skirt was riddled up to her waist, her white buttocks completely exposed. Her clean anus…

and her two wet labia. The security guard had completely lost interest in watching TV; he was staring at my wife's buttocks. I saw him swallow hard and rub his hands between his legs. Just then, I heard my wife shout, "I found it! It's under the cabinet, too far for me to reach!" I saw her move one leg forward, her left leg slightly apart,

straining to reach it. Her wet labia minora and clean anus were also slightly parted, opening and closing as if breathing.

I stood up and said, "Let me help you, get up quickly."

My wife stood up and said, "I got it, honey, how did you get under the cabinet?"

I glanced at the security guard out of the corner of my eye; his lewd eyes were fixed on my wife... I swallowed hard... Her crotch was also noticeably bulging, sticking out high. It looked like she wasn't wearing underwear. And the size wasn't small; judging by the height of the bulge, it was at least 20 centimeters long. My penis and the lecherous security guard's penis were already erect, and we were staring intently at my wife's lower body... My wife was holding a tea leaf and said, "Here, for your husband..." I took the tea leaf and watched my wife get up and leave for the balcony... My wife saw the panties drying there and remembered... she hadn't been wearing any underwear when she came to the balcony to collect them... Then... just now, squatting there! With her back bent and her butt sticking out, the security guard had seen everything down there! The more my wife thought about it, the more embarrassed she became! Thinking about how she had just squatted there, her white thighs and pink labia minora were all exposed to them... her lower body became wet without her realizing it, and it flowed down her thighs. It seems my wife's desire has been aroused too.

She glanced at us furtively, as if afraid we'd notice something... Seeing that we weren't paying attention, she looked left and right, searching for something. Apparently, she couldn't find anything, so she wiped the water from her thighs and labia minora with her hand. Wow... so much water! My wife looked at her hands... so much water, where to wipe it? Her hands were soaking wet, nowhere to dry them! Suddenly, an idea struck her. She put her wet fingers in her mouth and started licking them. Watching her lick so passionately, it was as if she were licking a penis... so suggestive...

At this moment, I looked at my wife and asked, "Honey, what are you eating? You're eating so deliciously. Don't eat alone, give us some too..." My wife blushed and replied, "Don't talk nonsense, there's nothing delicious here. I'm just collecting the laundry."

Seeing my wife standing there, blushing, unsure of what to do, touching this and that, muttering to herself... "Why haven't I done anything yet!" I touched her bra; because of the sponge, it was even wetter...

Finally, we found something dry. Seeing the small pair of panties she was holding, I hesitated again. I looked at them; they were black, open-crotch panties, the kind we only wore during sex.

My wife was thinking, "What should I do? That's all I have. Not wearing them... that's definitely not an option. If I wear them, what if I'm exposed and that perverted security guard sees me? Wearing such lewd panties, wouldn't people call me a slut?!" After much deliberation, she finally decided to put them on. She thought... if she just closed her legs a little, it shouldn't be noticeable...

It seemed the perverted security guard was getting impatient! His crotch bulging, he said, "Brother, I need to use the restroom first,

" and scurried into the toilet like a thief. …I knew exactly what he was up to. I secretly followed him to see what he was doing inside… Peeking through the crack in the door… I saw him masturbating with one hand on his own penis, and with the other hand, he was sucking and licking his wife's panties, saying, "This tastes so fucking horny! I've never tasted such sweet and delicious juices before."

Watching the security guard's swollen penis ejaculate streams of semen all over his wife's panties, he even wiped them with the panties… After putting the panties back, I heard him mutter softly… "Why does it taste like something else? It's not all just vaginal fluid?"

Yes…it’s semen, yes…every man knows, this smell is so familiar…

I wondered how there could be semen on my sister-in-law’s genitals…oh…could she have been penetrated outside? But looking at my brother’s crotch, it doesn’t look like he just ejaculated! It must be someone else’s…my sister-in-law is so horny!!!

I listened to the security guard’s mutterings outside the door. At that moment, my wife came out of the room and said to me, “What are you doing standing here?” Seeing my wife skipping over, her breasts, which weren’t wearing a bra, swaying up and down, and her pink nipples with protruding points faintly exposed in front of me…my wife said, “Honey, what do you want to eat tonight?” I replied, "Whatever..." A moment later, the security guard came out of the restroom. Seeing my wife, he said, "Sister-in-law, you look so beautiful today..." My wife looked at her clothes, blushed, and replied, "Thank you..." before going to cook dinner.

A while later, I heard my wife calling out, "Honey, dinner's ready, come help!" She glanced at the clock; it was the time for her nightly favorite show. So I said, "Honey, let's have dinner in the living room tonight. We can watch TV while we eat." I always go along with my wife, so I agreed.

The food and drinks were brought to the living room, but where should we sit? The sofa only had two seats, so one person would have to sit on the floor. It wouldn't be polite to have a guest sit on the floor, so my wife chose to sit on the floor opposite the security guard.

Because the coffee table was low, and she was worried about kicking someone, she could only sit sideways or kneel. Since she was wearing a skirt, she could only kneel. As soon as she sat down, she realized her skirt was way too short! Oh my god! If someone was behind her, they would definitely see half of her bottom sticking out! So embarrassing! And she couldn't pull it down no matter what she tried. Luckily, the table was quite high, so as long as she stayed close to the table, the security guard probably couldn't see her. So my wife had to cross her legs and put them under the table, pressing her body close to it. But then she encountered another problem: the table was right under her breasts, almost pushing them out of her clothes, with only her nipples still inside. She sat there for a while, thinking… “If I do this, the security guard will see my braless breasts! I’m so embarrassed!” The other option was not to press herself against the table, but then the security guard might see her vulva and buttocks exposed, and he might think she was an exhibitionist! My wife had to make the less risky choice: let the security guard see her braless breasts, but she could still cover them slightly with her hands. “Come on, brother and sister-in-law… cheers!” the security guard raised his glass to my wife and me. My wife raised her glass to the security guard, but to avoid being seen by him about her large breasts without a bra, she held the glass with one hand and covered her chest with the other. The guard said, "Sister-in-law! That's not right! I'm toasting you, how can you use only one hand? It's rude." I nodded in agreement. Sure enough, after the guard's sarcastic remark, my wife had no choice but to go for it. So what if he saw her? It's not like he hasn't seen her before. He'd already seen her wet labia and pubic hair; what's the big deal? Besides, she was wearing clothes! My wife said, "Why are you making such a fuss? Is this alright?...Guard, cheers." She then held the glass with both hands. Looking down, she realized her areolas and nipples were very prominent, practically invisible. Oh my god! My wife blushed furiously! The security guard saw everything! She was sweating a little, and the sweat made her white clothes very transparent, especially since her nipples and areolas are pink, so they were clearly visible. No wonder the security guard kept staring at her breasts; he saw everything! Being stared at like that by the security guard made my wife both excited and nervous; her nipples were hard. She was also experiencing exhibitionism, her libido was rising, and she was visibly panting. Looking at the security guard less than a meter away, wearing thin sweatpants, her penis was already erect and pointing high. I glanced at my wife; her face was flushed, her cherry lips slightly parted, and she was staring intently at the security guard's crotch.

From her perspective, she could see right through his trouser leg. Because the guard was wearing sweatpants, the trouser leg was quite wide, making it easy to see his penis and testicles... I knew my wife really wanted it... but she didn't know how to legitimately show it to the guard. Later, the lewd security guard accidentally knocked over his chopsticks, which fell under the table, so he bent down to pick them up. A few seconds later, seeing the security guard still looking down, I said, "Did you find the chopsticks?" I looked down following the guard's gaze and saw that my wife's entire genitals were exposed. Because she was wearing open-crotch pants, the crotch of her underwear was held together by two straps, making her labia minora appear even more swollen... The security guard looked up and said, "Found it...found it...let's continue drinking..." My wife then realized that her skirt was rolled up around her waist. With that squatting position, the perverted security guard had exposed her entire genitals!

As my wife was pulling her skirt down,

suddenly...ah...she cried out, immediately reaching under her buttocks and saying, "Honey, what bit me?" "Ouch..." My wife jumped up. I immediately asked, "What happened...what happened...where did you get bitten?" Her evasive answer only fueled my curiosity. The security guard pressed, "Yes! Sister-in-law...what happened...look? Where did you get bitten? Is it serious...?"

My wife looked embarrassed, blushing, and whispered, "Under my butt...I got bitten like this last time while sitting, it hurt and itchy and hasn't healed yet, and I got bitten again today..."

The security guard stepped forward and said, "Just now, my brother and I were talking about how much fluid was flowing out of your private area. It turns out it was from an insect bite, and the previous one hadn't healed yet!!

Now you've been bitten again..." These little insects are all slightly poisonous, and if you don't treat them quickly, they'll get worse... I watched as the security guard's eloquence improved; he spoke as if it were the truth... I knew my wife's desire was rising, so I played along... Yes... Yes...

Although I studied Traditional Chinese Medicine for a few years, and my sister-in-law was bitten in that area!!, it's still not a good place; it's best to see a TCM doctor!

My wife, of course, understood what the security guard meant by the excessive fluid discharge! She knew I was making it up! At this point, my wife had a sudden urge to expose herself, so she went along with it, saying: "That's true, then... I'll just go and apply some medicine myself first..."

Hearing my wife say this, the security guard... He immediately lowered his head, looking regretful. Just as he was muttering to himself as if complaining about something…

I knew what my wife was thinking; she still wanted some excitement, but was too embarrassed to ask, afraid people would call her promiscuous!

I quickly said, "Let the security guard take a look. After all, he studied medicine; he'll definitely know more than us…" Just like last time, we went to the hospital, and it wasn't a male doctor who examined her. My wife lowered her head and said, "But… but, those places are really embarrassing." I saw that my wife was about to refuse, and seemed to be getting depressed again. She was really good at pretending. My wife bit her lip and said, "Okay, then please look at my wound, but you can only look, not touch. I'll apply some medicine myself later."

As she spoke, she turned her back, lifted her short skirt, glanced at me, and then slowly lay face down on the sofa, sticking out her white buttocks. I asked my wife, "Aren't you going to take off your underwear?" "No...no need to take it off, I...I think...you should be able to see the wound on my buttocks...don't worry about the front...I can do it myself." My wife's breasts were pressed against the sofa, one hand reached down to her crotch to tightly cover her labia minora and anus, her legs were kneeling on the ground with her back bent, and she slowly raised her buttocks as high as possible, so that my wife's buttocks were only covered by a pair of open-crotch underwear that couldn't cover anything.

"Do you...see the wound on your buttocks?" I asked my wife, "Take your hand away, don't cover it up, how can I examine you?" My wife blushed. "Ah... I'm so embarrassed. Please hurry up!" She sighed softly and reluctantly withdrew her hand from her fleshy labia and anus, leaving her completely exposed. "Wow!" The security guard exclaimed in surprise, then wore an incredulous expression. My wife was kneeling with her legs spread wide, and I could see two straps, less than half a centimeter wide, starting from the waistband at the back, passing over her buttocks, down to her crotch, over her perineum, her pink labia majora, and meeting at her pubic hair. Looking further down, because she was kneeling, the crotch area of her open-crotch pants was even tighter around her labia majora, making her pink labia minora appear even more swollen and prominent. Her anus was also there, opening and closing rhythmically… My wife's underwear didn't cover anything down there; her entire genitals were exposed. Wow… Sister-in-law, your underwear is really beautiful! I thought you were wearing a regular thong. "I know the security guard has seen glimpses of my wife's body before, but only fleeting glimpses. Now, seeing the whole thing from a different angle, he's understandably astonished. 'Wow! I've never seen anything like it in porn!'" The guard, bending over and pressing his erect penis, excitedly said, "I never imagined I'd be able to see my wife's vagina so closely." My wife blushed instantly, burying her head in the sofa, remaining silent. "Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense..." I said to my wife, "Don't worry, let the security guard show you properly." The guard didn't stand on ceremony, pressing his face close to my wife's buttocks for a close examination. I watched intently, appreciating every detail. "

I...I'll examine it very carefully, don't worry." The security guard was equally nervous, his words stammering. He stepped forward, his slightly trembling hands resting on his wife's buttocks, and lowered his head to examine her private parts closely. He didn't touch her crotch area yet, but his head was so close, almost touching it, as if he wanted to kiss it. I think he could smell the sweet, pungent scent of her vulva. His wife said, "Um...too...too close, it itches!" Her vulva was itchy from the guard's breath, and she couldn't help but complain. After looking for a while, suddenly, the guard noticed and shouted, "Ah! I found it! Look here!" It looked like it had been bitten, and at the same time, he pressed his fingers against the flesh next to his wife's anus, forcefully pulling it open wide. A black hole, sometimes large, sometimes small, appeared, as if it were breathing. I watched from the side, and there was absolutely nothing there! This security guard is such a good storyteller. I just went along with it, saying, "Yes...yes..."

My wife glanced at me, then turned her head away in embarrassment, her face so red it looked like it could bleed...

Seeing the huge bulge in my crotch, she knew she was getting aroused... The security guard said, "Let me check if there are any other places where you've been bitten!" At that moment, the security guard grabbed my wife's vulva with both hands. He pinched one of her labia minora with each of his fingers and pulled them wide apart, revealing the little hole inside. A stream of translucent fluid immediately flowed out of her vagina... "Ugh~mmm~ Security guard, don't touch there! My lower body feels so numb...I can't take it anymore..." my wife said, biting her finger. "Sister-in-law, I'm just checking you out. Just bear with it, it'll be over soon," the security guard explained, but his hands didn't stop, constantly playing with my wife's labia minora. My wife's vagina was the so-called "butterfly hole," with particularly large labia minora that were usually exposed. If my wife stood with her legs apart, you could definitely see two dangling pieces of flesh under her vulva. At this moment, the security guard was pulling these two pieces of flesh apart, letting them spread out and stick to the labia majora. The guard said, "Look, there's a small wound here too!" The wound was right on my wife's labia minora. I looked down, but there was nothing there. Pretending to see it, I said, "The security guard is really something. After all, someone who studied traditional Chinese medicine is different!" Seeing my wife's labia minora swollen with excitement, I asked the security guard, "What's going on?" The lecherous guard glanced at my wife, played with her for a while, and suddenly said, "I know, now I remember. Some insects in the summer are slightly venomous. You don't even need to be bitten; just contact with the skin can cause redness, swelling, and itching. And you've already been bitten, so this swelling is normal..."

Seeing my wife's excited yet shy expression, the lecherous guard smiled contentedly and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm here...

These aren't very venomous; just apply some salt water... " "This stuff will get better right away. Bring me your medicine cabinet so I can see if there's anything suitable..."

Hearing the security guard say this, I quickly ran to get the medicine cabinet and the ointment I'd been using!

The security guard looked at it and said, "This medicine definitely won't work. No wonder your wife hasn't gotten better for so long. What a quack doctor..."

The security guard was still muttering to himself, "If it goes on too long, the toxicity will spread, and it will be even harder to treat then. We need to treat it as soon as possible.

Right now, my wife keeps saying her lower body is itchy and a little painful..."

I said, "What medicine do you need? I'll go buy it right away." The security guard said, "There's no medicine on the market right now. Besides, even if you go back and forth, how long would that take? The poison would have spread long ago.

What... what... what should

we do?" "Don't worry," I said, "we both have the best medicine we have." I hesitated for a moment, "What is it? If you have it, bring it out quickly!" The security guard hesitated for a moment, then said, "Actually... it's... male semen! It's very effective." "Yes! It contains many trace elements, especially effective for insect bites... I read that in a medical book." His wife was overjoyed to hear this, but she was just wondering how to bring it up, and he offered himself up. His wife blushed and glanced at the security guard's bulging crotch, knowing that the penis inside was quite large... If it could go in... wouldn't that be incredibly comfortable?... At this moment, the security guard volunteered, "If you don't mind, I can help. I usually only have one..." "This semen is such a waste, it's great that my sister-in-law can use it now."

My wife then deliberately said, "You wouldn't use your thing to penetrate me, would you? That's not appropriate! It's too embarrassing, so shameful… I don't want to be penetrated by you guys… Besides, it's so big… I'm scared… I can't take it!!!" My God… the security guard didn't say to use his penis, so why can't it be mine… I think my wife herself wanted to be penetrated by the security guard… We all… Before we even said anything about penetration, my wife was already thinking about it, practically begging for both of us to penetrate her at the same time!

She was thinking this but didn't want to say it aloud, so she deliberately spoke in a roundabout way, afraid people would call her a slut. The security guard quickly said, "Sister-in-law, men don't necessarily need penetration to ejaculate. Look, we can masturbate, but the condition is that you cooperate a bit. Watching you will stimulate us, making it easier to ejaculate. What do you say, sister-in-law…?" My wife blushed and replied, "Then... how should I cooperate?" As she spoke, she rolled over and sat on the sofa, almost lying down, her legs spread in an M-shape. "Is

this okay?" she asked. My wife's posture was so lewd! Spreading her legs like that right in front of me, letting others see, and then deliberately asking me! "Honey, is this okay?" I said, "Yes... yes..." At this point, the security guard was already incredibly excited, and without caring that he was in front of me, he immediately pulled down his pants, revealing his long... My wife saw the security guard masturbating in front of her spread-out legs. His long, throbbing penis, with its prominent veins, was at least 20 centimeters long.

My wife really wanted him inside her; it was so itchy inside. I saw the belt covering her vulva, obscuring her wet labia and anus. I said, "Honey, take off your panties, otherwise it'll be hard to see and apply the ointment later." As I spoke, my wife lifted her buttocks slightly, and I easily pulled down her panties.

At this moment, the wife deliberately moved her body down a little, just two centimeters away from touching the security guard's penis. She then raised her buttocks further, exposing her vagina and anus completely and clearly. With her hands, she pressed down on both sides of her labia, pulling them apart and then closing them again to tease and welcome the security guard's ejaculation. She was already very excited. At this moment, the security guard moved forward a little, his glans directly touching the wife's labia minora, intending to insert his soon-to-ejaculate penis into her vagina. The wife cried out "No!" but didn't move away. Seeing the guard's glans, already wet with vaginal fluid, suddenly swell and turn purplish-red, the wife was somewhat stunned. The security guard, who had just stepped back, came closer again, wanting to take his penis and insert it into the wife again. The wife let out a soft "Ah!" but didn't move her body, only symbolically blocking with her hand. If he really inserted it, I think the wife wouldn't refuse. The security guard said, "It's okay, I won't insert it." So the wife moved her hand away, continuing to expose her vagina, holding her hands... I spread my wife's labia minora, making the vaginal opening exaggeratedly wide to stimulate the security guard. I knew he had just ejaculated in the restroom...

I was really afraid he wouldn't be able to ejaculate, so I deliberately manipulated my wife's labia minora, and at the same time, I forcefully spread her anus open to stimulate him as well. I believed he had already received a great deal of sensory stimulation. The security guard then brought his glans close to my wife's vaginal opening. This time I knew he wouldn't penetrate...

The security guard boldly pressed the glans against my wife's vaginal opening, inserting a small portion of the glans and then stopping, his fingers continuing to move around behind the glans. I noticed he wasn't moving the glans very fast. It was definitely not time for him to ejaculate yet. Plus, this was his second time ejaculating. To give him even greater stimulation, I made him watch his wife's vagina and anus exposed to their fullest extent...

He inserted his glans into his wife's vagina, saying with a glove, "Sister-in-law's vagina is really tight, thankfully it's good at sucking!" Actually, I knew he was deliberately trying to slowly savor the pleasure. His wife was already moaning and didn't stop him. At this moment, his wife's right hand was also placed above her clitoris and pulled upwards, causing the clitoris to turn outwards. I saw that the security guard's glans was almost completely inside. Just as I was about to tell him to pull it out, he pulled it out himself, his glans covered in his wife's vaginal fluid...

The security guard took his glans and began rubbing it back and forth around the entire vulva from the clitoris. I saw his wife's trembling intensify. A surge of excitement and an indescribable feeling welled up inside me. The security guard continued his repeated rubbing, and he noticed my wife's excitement. He glanced at her, wanting to see her aroused. My wife pulled hard on the skin above her clitoris with her right hand, trying to make it as outward as possible.

When the security guard saw my wife pulling on the skin to expose her clitoris as much as possible, he pressed his glans against her clitoris and rubbed it hard a few times. I saw my wife trembling from his rubbing. I shouted! "Stop playing around, can you hurry up..." the security guard replied, "Almost...almost..." Hearing our conversation, my wife opened her eyes again and watched the security guard move, panting heavily.

I knew that at this moment, my wife really wanted the security guard to insert his penis into her vagina. I watched as my wife lifted her buttocks slightly, letting her vaginal opening encircle the security guard's glans, constantly twisting her hips... shouting, "Don't stop...don't stop...I'm almost there..." Her cries grew louder and louder... The security guard continued to penetrate, matching my wife's movements, but said, "Sister-in-law, you're so tight down there!!!" So much water…

Watching the security guard slowly insert his penis into my wife's vagina, he thrust in and out with nine shallow strokes followed by one deep one. His enormous glans was like a small umbrella; as he withdrew, it caused the vaginal opening to turn outwards, bringing with it a large amount of vaginal fluid that flowed down her perineum towards her anus. Watching the security guard rapidly thrust his penis in and out, and after a few quick strokes, he plunged it deeply into my wife's vagina, my wife cried out… Ah… It's too deep! No more… He thrust deeply and pressed down hard, wanting to push even deeper with his penis. My wife cried out. I knew he was about to ejaculate, and afraid he would ejaculate inside, I quickly told him to come out. After he pulled out, he thrust in deeply again. Before I could say anything, he thrust in and out dozens of times. My wife kept shouting, and her body trembled involuntarily… Suddenly, the water below increased, flowing down like a waterfall. Seeing the strands of water clinging to my wife's buttocks and the large puddle on the ground, I knew she had orgasmed.

I could feel her body still trembling; this was the most sustained and exciting orgasm she had ever experienced. Just then, I saw the security guard quickly pull out his penis, the head facing my wife's vulva, and after a few quick strokes, he ejaculated. My wife and I watched the entire ejaculation. His semen wasn't thick, almost entirely transparent and watery, but it was very powerful. Initially, most of it hit my wife's vaginal opening, with a large amount flowing inside.

When the semen hit her vulva, my wife visibly twitched. Most of his semen from the back landed on her lower abdomen and pubic hair. I felt my wife's buttocks lift upwards; I knew she was trying to stimulate her vaginal opening. I went to collect the security guard's semen...

After he finished ejaculating, my wife was probably extremely excited. She tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and was still panting, "Ah... Ah..." Watching my wife's vaginal fluid mixed with the security guard's semen flow down her vaginal opening, perineum, anus, and down to her buttocks...

At this moment, the security guard took his hand and smeared the semen he had ejaculated on my wife's two labia minora, and said to me: "Brother, look, it's going down soon. Your wife's labia minora have obviously shrunk a lot..." Looking at my wife's two labia minora, they were indeed much smaller. I said: "It worked, it worked..." Actually, I knew in my heart that after the orgasm, the labia minora would naturally shrink back and wouldn't be so swollen. I was just acting out that scene with my wife.

A dozen minutes later, my wife sat up, went to the bathroom, and came back to the room, saying she was too tired and wanted to rest for a while!

Judging from the way she walked, with her thighs spread wide, I knew she'd been hurt by that security guard's 20cm-long penis.

The security guard said, "Let your wife rest for a while, I'll go back now. This is the second time today, so the semen quality isn't very good. If it doesn't work, brother, just let me know, and I'll bring some special medicine next time to apply to your wife..." "

Okay...okay...thank you for your trouble, brother..."

After the security guard left, I looked at my swollen little brother, still not satisfied! At the doorway, I saw my wife kneeling on the floor in a doggy-style position, her body sprawled on the bed, her snow-white buttocks sticking out as if waiting to be fucked… I noticed her vaginal opening was still wide open, her two wet labia minora smeared with the security guard's semen. His large penis had been inside her, making it difficult for them to close again. I walked behind my wife, grasped my penis, and rubbed it against her wet labia minora a few times before thrusting it deep into her vagina. "Ah, ah, ah… Honey, can we do it later? I'm so tired…" Ignoring my wife's pleas, I continued thrusting, *smack! smack! smack!*

At this moment, I thrust quickly, and streams of white semen gushed from my wife's vagina... To be continued...

Chapter 1 My wife is 32 years old this year, of medium build, quite voluptuous, with large breasts, the kind of woman who's secretly horny. She gets wet easily, and a lot at that. Since she gave birth, her libido has grown stronger every day. I've always been grateful that I married her, but it wasn't until after she gave birth that I slowly came to understand her. Life was very ordinary when we first got married. She liked the ordinary life, but I didn't. I wanted to find some fun in the ordinary life, and that's how we achieved our current sexual happiness.

Recently, my wife has developed a liking for being ogled. At first, she would just show her cleavage and a little bit of her panties, but slowly she got bored and started showing more and more, until it became uncontrollable.

She secretly told me that she liked wearing revealing clothes, the feeling of being spied on, but she was afraid I would get angry and call her slutty. I told her: "You can do whatever you like, I promise I won't get angry." These past few days, I specifically bought several pairs of the most transparent and thinnest thongs available on Taobao,

but they had to look normal, not so obvious that people would recognize them as erotic underwear. They had to be very transparent, so that you could clearly see your pubic hair and anus. The crotch area had to be very thin, the thinner the better. Ideally,

the clitoris and the tip of the labia minora should be visible in the front, and the labia majora should be exposed on both sides. Wearing these kinds of underwear with a loose skirt when going out is the most suitable way to avoid being exposed, so people will think it was just an accidental exposure.

This whole thing started when my wife went to buy potatoes. That day, at a potato stall, she let the vendor see her private parts clearly for over ten minutes, and in the end, she even had sex with him. The vendor was a man in his fifties, shirtless, wearing only a pair of very old, baggy shorts that looked a bit like beach shorts...

In a small corner of the roadside not far from the market, the potatoes were piled on the ground, and the vendor was sitting on a small stone.

My wife and I had just finished having sex at home that afternoon. She was still craving more, and since we were out of groceries for dinner, we decided to go out and buy some. We could cook later and take a break. I took her with me, and when we came out, I told her to dress nicely.

I picked out a loose-fitting, round-neck, faux-sleeved dress that she often wears. She usually wears thongs, but

that day I told her we'd be back soon, so she didn't need to wear a bra; it's too hot and uncomfortable.

When we got close to the market, we saw a potato stall with only one middle-aged man selling them. It was probably still early, as there weren't any other stalls nearby.

I told my wife, "Go buy some potatoes; I'll buy a pack of cigarettes and come back for you later."

I went to a small shop nearby, and my wife went over. The stall owner saw a beautiful woman with delicate features walking towards him from afar. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that his wife's clothes were somewhat transparent, and he could vaguely see her two large breasts swaying as she walked. In particular, the two small nipples in the front were very obvious. The stall owner was a little aroused. With a beautiful woman patronizing him, he became very enthusiastic. His wife looked at the potatoes and thought they looked pretty good,

so she asked about the price. Then, she bent over and picked up the potatoes, showing off her buttocks. Even from inside the small shop, I could see that half of her buttocks were exposed. While picking out items, my wife chatted with the vendor. The vendor replied casually. Then, my wife glanced at the vendor and noticed that he was staring at her chest. She realized that she hadn't brought a bra with her, and her two 38F breasts were on full display for the vendor to see. She

was already wearing a round neckline, and now that she was bending over like this, her breasts were almost spilling out, with her nipples just touching the collar. Half of her areola was already showing, and the stall owner kept staring at her. His wife was getting a little embarrassed. She wanted to cover herself, but that didn't seem right, and

she didn't want the stall owner to think she was showing too much. She figured she might as well let him look; there was no harm in it. She was even enjoying it. Gradually, she became aroused. She hadn't quite gotten over it yet, and now the stall owner's gaze made her even more aroused. She was even getting wet. She thought about how her husband had said she could do whatever she wanted with him, and the thought of exposing herself resurfaced. She thought, "I'll just let the stall owner have his way." After picking for a while, she realized the potatoes at the top weren't very good, so she looked at the ones at the bottom that were bigger. She'd

been standing there for a long time, and her legs were getting... Feeling a bit tired, my wife squatted down with her legs together, a very ladylike posture.

While chatting with the vendor, she naturally changed her squatting positions. After a minute or two, she continued talking and rummaging through the pile of potatoes. Then, very naturally,

she took a step forward and to the right with her right leg. Because of this step, she was closer to the vendor. The vendor, who was already leaning forward to help her pick potatoes,

had his head less than 30 centimeters from her knees. After she opened her legs to the side

, she was in a standard squatting position with her legs spread wide, and her loose skirt slid up to her thighs with that

step . My wife leaned over to pick at the potatoes at the stall owner's feet. The stall owner blinked his wrinkled eyes, and I knew he had seen the little thong under his skirt. In the afternoon, I specifically picked out a slightly see-through thong.

The vendor almost stuttered when he saw it; his shorts were bulging out of his crotch. My wife glanced at him and

noticed his crotch was sticking out. He was wearing old-fashioned, worn-out shorts, and you could see his entire testicles and his thick, large penis through the crotch. My wife thought it was much bigger than her husband's; she wondered how comfortable it would feel to put it in. I called her and said I was meeting a friend and would be back soon, and she could take her time picking out potatoes. My wife, phone in one hand and potatoes in the other, saw a very large potato and started to roll it over. Reaching the stall owner's feet, near his testicles, the wife reached out without thinking. Her hand brushed against his trouser leg, causing it to sway and the testicles popped out, resting on her hand. She was visibly nervous; her hand twitched, and somehow, his penis sprang out. Her eyes were fixed on his penis, her heart racing. It was at least as thick as her forearm, and his testicles were the size of eggs, covered in dark hair.

She wanted to tell him, "Your testicles are out," but she didn't know how to say it, feeling embarrassed. Her face flushed, and she lowered her head, whispering to him, "Your two potatoes down there..." She couldn't bring herself to say anything more.

The stall owner, not quite understanding what she meant, replied, "You've already taken all the bigger potatoes here..."

Seeing the stall owner's throbbing penis, with plenty of fluid already leaking from the glans... the wife swallowed hard... and became aroused as well.

The stall owner, unaware that his penis was erect, continued chatting with his wife while also staring at her lower body.

He saw her panties, barely covering her labia minora, clearly visible, perhaps even closer than I see at home. His wife, pretending to be oblivious, was picking and choosing.

But below, there was already an overflowing amount of vaginal fluid, almost dripping down. The thong was completely soaked and became very transparent,

especially the lower part of the triangular strip. The clear, glistening water had completely seeped through from both sides and flowed down.

After wetting the thin fabric connecting the cotton strip, a large stream of water remained on the anus, while another stream flowed past the anus and stopped on the right

buttock, forming a small droplet.

Looking above the cotton strip, the upper part was not too wet, but because the lower part was soaked, the squatting position tightened the already small panties, and the wet part in the middle had sunk into the labia minora.

The shape of the two labia minora was clearly visible on the thin, almost transparent fabric, and the pink

labia imprints were showing through like a figure eight. Looking up, a large patch of dark pubic hair was exposed in a sexy way

, with many long strands peeking out through the small holes in the thin fabric. Pubic hair that couldn't be covered by her underwear was also sticking out. My wife had mentioned at home that this thong was too thin and revealing. She knew others would see her labia minora and vaginal opening, but she still dared to wear it out in public. She felt an indescribable pleasure in having her private parts spied on. I really

admire her for exposing herself so closely. They could still chat and laugh with the stall owner.

At that moment, the stall owner noticed several large potatoes right at his wife's feet and under her buttocks. He reached out to grab them, and

seeing his wife's pubic hair hanging straight down because of the vaginal fluid, with droplets about to drip,

the stall owner's hand reached out and the back of his hand just happened to touch the hanging pubic hair. All the vaginal fluid flowed onto the back of the stall owner's hand. The stall owner withdrew his hand and even licked the back of his hand, as if it were nectar in the desert, leaving an unforgettable aftertaste.

The wife blushed and her heart raced when she saw the stall owner licking her vaginal fluids. She desperately wanted him to lick her labia minora, but she didn't dare say it. After the stall owner reached out and touched her several times,

his hand would touch her pubic hair each time, which started to tickle. The wife pretended not to notice and lowered her buttocks further. Several times, the back of his hand touched the fabric outside her labia minora. Each slight friction would cause the crotch of her thong to move slightly to the side. After repeated friction...

A miracle occurred: my wife's thong was hanging down to the side, and her pink labia minora on the left side were fully exposed, gently resting on the edge of her underwear.

My wife, nearing orgasm, just wanted the stall owner's hand to rub her vigorously... Finally, as the stall owner withdrew his hand, he deliberately hooked his little finger around her crotch and gently pulled, completely exposing her genitals and buttocks. Not even a single patch of her thick, dark pubic hair was covered. My wife couldn't bring herself to say it was intentional, nor could she say anything directly, so she pretended not to notice. Her vaginal fluid finally flowed down, pooling at the entrance of her vagina, clear and like glue. A lot of fluid overflowed from the edge of her underwear, making a large puddle on the ground. My wife was too embarrassed to look down and could only pretend to continue picking potatoes. Later, my wife told me that she had deliberately lowered her buttocks so that the bottom of her thong could hook the stall owner's hand, which created this effect.

I saw her two parted, wet labia minora and pink vaginal flesh, as well as a gush of translucent vaginal fluid about to flow out, like a flood that had been released.

I walked over at that moment, specifically to ask my wife if she had bought anything yet. They were still lost in their own dreams... which

startled both the stall owner and my wife. My wife, afraid that I would see her overflowing with vaginal fluid, quickly stood up and said that the potatoes here were quite cheap and she wanted to buy more, but there were too few to choose from. I knew that my wife hadn't had enough fun yet and wanted to continue, so I would keep her company. The stall owner was quick-witted and immediately said that he had plenty more on his tricycle behind him. Seeing that he had bought so many, he suggested that she pick some from the tricycle, promising that she would be satisfied. The stall owner stood up at this point, unaware that his erect penis was sticking out, at least 20 centimeters long, almost touching my wife's body.

I thought he might be deliberately showing it to my wife. My wife saw it but was too embarrassed to say anything, so she said, "Let's pick some more in the car." I pretended not to know or see anything and let them continue their act.

My wife's labia minora, not covered by underwear, were exposed as she stood up. My wife 's breasts looked even more swollen from being constricted by her thong from the side, and water was dripping down her thighs. I wanted to reach in and wipe them, but I was afraid someone would see. So

my wife followed the vendor to the back of the tricycle. There was still about half a cart of potatoes left. Because the tricycle was parked with the front facing the road, my wife was facing me. She was bending over again, picking potatoes from the tricycle.

I could see her two big, white breasts swaying back and forth inside her round neckline. I thought the vendor was in for a treat. But the vendor was a kind person and immediately said, "Let me help you pick them." So the vendor stood behind my wife, bent over, and leaned against her back. One hand was picking potatoes, while the other hand hung there without moving.

Standing in front of the stall, I couldn't see my wife's lower body at all, only her upper body. Her face was flushed, and she was breathing heavily. I wondered, "Why is she so tired and out of breath just picking potatoes?" The stall owner was also sweating profusely. I noticed his waist was pressing against my wife's buttocks, gently rubbing against her. Tired of standing, I squatted down and followed their gaze. Now I could see my wife's lower body, just her white legs spread apart. Where was her skirt? Looking down

again, I saw... her skirt... When did the penis get so far up to my wife's waist? I could see a dark,

thick thing rubbing back and forth between my wife's lower body. Every time the stall owner picked up a potato, he would move his waist, and his huge glans would slide along the flesh between my wife's labia minora, past her labia minora, past her perineum, and towards her anus. A moment later, it would slide along the flesh between my wife's labia minora, past her perineum, past her labia minora, and all the way to her clitoris...

I peeked over and saw that my wife's lower body was glistening, and the pubic hair was wet. The overflowing vaginal fluid flowed down the stall owner's penis, past his testicles, and onto the ground.

My wife, her face flushed and trembling, was picking potatoes. Her attention was completely absorbed by the penis in her genitals. She was close to climaxing; just a little more stimulation and she would reach orgasm. She didn't want anything else, just a penis, anyone's, her vagina was unbearably itchy…

The stall owner secretly supported his wife's waist with one hand, lifting her skirt without her noticing,

slightly raising her buttocks. He aimed his penis at her vaginal opening, deliberately saying the front potato was the biggest, leaning forward, and his penis thrust into her vagina. My wife's legs went weak, and she groaned, "Ah…" Her large breasts trembled back and forth. My wife was so surprised by this sudden attack that the penis in her hand… The potatoes I'd picked were scattered all over the ground, so I had to pick them all again.

My wife was finally being penetrated by another man right in front of me! Watching that huge penis,

deeply inserted into my wife's vagina... I started trembling with excitement. As my wife bent over to pick up the potatoes again, the stall owner started holding her buttocks and gently thrusting. Oh...so deep...faster...

I told my wife that was enough, let's go home. My wife said, word by word, "Just...wait...it'll be over soon..." I didn't want to stop like that. It was rare for my wife to be so open today. I usually have a cuckold fetish, and now I was happy to relax and enjoy myself.

My wife's legs were now wide open... The large part was spread apart, and the stall owner's penis was throbbing inside her vagina as she struggled to bend over and pick potatoes. Then the stall owner wanted to change positions, so he said to his wife... "There are many more good ones up there. You can put one foot on the cart, it'll be easier to pick them that way." Without thinking, his wife did as he said. "Help me, my legs are a little weak." The stall owner, holding his wife's thigh with one hand and touching her buttocks with the other, lifted her onto the cart...

Now, with one foot on the ground and the other on the cart, her legs spread wide, the stall owner could penetrate even deeper. Her two large breasts were completely outside her clothes, swaying wildly from side to side.

In front of her husband, being penetrated by the stall owner's penis ... The stick was thrusting in and out, and the wife moaned, "Oh... ah..." and soon climaxed. After the climax, the wife regained some of her senses and tried to push the stall owner away so he wouldn't thrust anymore. "

If he keeps going, my husband will find out," she thought. But the stall owner wasn't about to let her off so easily. "You've had your fun, but I haven't. You little slut, you're not even wearing a bra, and you're wearing such tiny panties. You're obviously here for me to fuck you. What do you call this?" the stall owner whispered in his wife's ear. Then he kneaded her sensitive nipples with his index finger and thumb. "Ah... no... ah... don't pinch... it... feels so good..." the wife gasped, and immediately had a second climax.

After finishing his sentence, the stall owner grabbed his wife's waist with one hand and groped her breasts with the other.

While kneading her breasts, he asked my wife if it felt good. "Ah...ah...so good...so comfortable...I'm going to cum...cum outside...outside...I'm in my...danger period..." Even in her pleasure, my wife didn't forget to tell the stall owner not to ejaculate inside.

"Ah...ah..." Having finally gotten the chance to sleep with such a beautiful woman, how could the stall owner give up the opportunity to impregnate her? Without a word, he lowered his head and thrust hard. Although I was not far away, I could vaguely hear the "slap! slap! slap..." sounds of impact. "Heh...heh...heh...I'm going to...cum..." The low panting accompanied by the increasingly intense thrusting of his lower body foreshadowed that the stall owner was about to ejaculate. "Ah...ah...no...no...ah...no..." Although his wife resisted desperately, she couldn't stop the beast behind her from seeking physical pleasure. "It's coming...it's coming...ah...ah...no...I really can't take it anymore..." His wife said no, but her lower body didn't flinch; instead, it kept responding to the stall owner's thrusts. "Ah...it's coming...ah...it's all yours..." Her vagina was ready to receive the stall owner's semen. The stall owner pulled his wife forcefully towards him with his left hand, thrusting his lower body forward with all his might, as if he wanted to penetrate as deeply as possible into his wife's uterus. "Ah...it's coming...so deep...ah...ah..." His wife lowered her head weakly, not wanting him to see the flush of orgasm on her face. Finally, the stall owner's penis was inserted about 20 centimeters deep into the vagina. The wife's vagina wasn't very deep either; the head of his penis should have reached her cervix. I watched as the stall owner's testicles contracted and ejaculated, releasing semen into the wife's uterus. After a while, the stall owner's penis went soft and slid out of the wife's vagina naturally. He casually grabbed the wife's skirt to wipe himself, then pulled his penis back into his pants.

My wife got out of the car, her legs weak. She held onto the car with one hand and straightened her clothes with the other, tucking her large breasts back inside.

I knew she was keeping the thick semen inside her vagina from leaking out as she walked towards me, her legs tightly pressed together. She smiled and said to the vendor, holding potatoes in her hand, "Let me weigh them." The vendor was polite, saying the potatoes weren't worth much and he'd give them to us for free, adding, "Remember to come again next time..."

My wife, having been force-fed a bellyful of semen by the vendor, pulled me home quickly. Because she was afraid it would leak out, she covered her lower abdomen with both hands and walked with her legs tightly pressed together. Her labia majora and minora were quite cooperative, keeping them firmly closed, not letting a single drop of semen spill out. "Honey! Hurry up!" I really need to go home and use the restroom. Can you hurry up?… My wife, despite being filled with semen, thought I hadn't noticed and only told me she needed to use the restroom. Of course, I wasn't going to give in to her wishes, so I deliberately walked slowly.

As we approached the community gate, this sleazy security guard saw me from afar and greeted me: "Brother and sister-in-law, you bought so many potatoes? Let me help you carry them. Look how tired your sister-in-law is… Come on… let me carry them…" He grabbed my wife's hand and said, "I told you your sister-in-law is fine, she can carry this… Look… brother… your sister-in-law is sweating."

I knew in my heart… where did my wife get all that sweat…? The security guard's eyes kept staring at my wife's chest as he spoke. Only then did I realize that my wife's skirt was clinging to her body because of the sweat. The fabric at the chest had become slightly transparent. She was already wearing a low-cut, round-neck top, with three-quarters of her breasts exposed, revealing a deep cleavage and a glimpse of her large breasts. The wife noticed the security guard staring at her breasts, glanced down at her chest, and thought, "This is so sexy! I'm practically showing them everything!"

Her pink face flushed instantly. "Honey, let's go home..."

she stammered, looking at the lecherous security guard. I deliberately chatted with him for a bit... "Why aren't you on duty today? What are you wearing?" The security guard replied, "Oh... I was playing basketball for a while, so I'm just hanging around here...

Okay! I'll help your sister-in-law with this. It's almost lunchtime, let's go to my place for a drink... Let's go!" The security guard helped carry the potatoes, and we walked and chatted slowly together. My wife's clothes had become quite transparent, and she was covering her breasts with one hand, jogging ahead of us, eager to get home...

I noticed she was about to lose control of her ejaculation; her embarrassed and shy expression was undeniably arousing!

This security guard hadn't been in our community long, and he was a bit of a lecher, especially enthusiastic towards pretty young women. Because of my wife, this lecherous guard often helped me carry things, and over time... we gradually became familiar with each other.

My wife, the security guard, and I entered the elevator,

and I saw my wife's rosy cheeks instantly turn red. I guessed my wife was distracted, probably worried the security guards would notice, and her vagina didn't clench properly, causing a few drops of semen to leak out! Oh no, it leaked out! Luckily, no one saw. My wife thought to herself. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" I immediately asked. "I'm fine! It's just too hot!" My wife said, gently wiping the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, then tugging at her skirt. I guessed she wanted to lengthen her skirt to cover her thighs, afraid we'd see the semen.

It was fine if she hadn't pulled up her skirt, but pulling it up covered the bottom. The already low-cut top, because she wasn't wearing a bra, revealed almost three-quarters of her large breasts. Her excited nipples were right on the neckline, high and erect, with light pink areolas and a deep cleavage, completely exposed to me and the security guard...

My wife didn't even consider what would happen to her upper body; she was only thinking about the semen flowing from her vagina... Oh... it's already flowing down to her labia minora, oh... it's about to drip down... what should I do...

Actually, my wife was completely worrying. The two drops of semen would stop flowing less than 5 centimeters and wouldn't be visible at all. Unless you deliberately lie down and look up at her inner thighs and vagina, you can't see the two streaks of semen on the inside of her thighs and her glistening, wet labia minora. *Ding*... The elevator arrived.

My wife hurriedly stepped out, took out her key, opened the door, and went inside. She habitually bent down to pick up her slippers to change. The security guard and I grabbed our things and followed her out of the elevator. Looking up, I saw my wife's white buttocks sticking out, in a position ready to be fucked.

I followed behind the security guard, watching him stand there blankly, staring unblinkingly at my wife's buttocks. The dress my wife was wearing was really sexy. Because of her bent-over posture, my wife's skirt rode up to cover her anus, barely covering it.

Her thong was askew, the crotch of which was askew,

making her swollen labia minora appear wet and her pubic hair exposed to me and the security guard. My wife, showing some hospitality, tried to get the security guard some slippers… I… coughed… and only then did my wife turn around. Come on, seeing the security guard staring at him, he looked down at his own buttocks. Ah… how… could this be… this… this skirt…

Seeing his wife's face turn as red as a monkey's bottom, he tensed up and his vagina loosened, revealing her two wet labia minora and pink vaginal opening, which opened like a mouth, and the semen inside flowed out like a flood… At this moment, his wife ran to the toilet without caring about anything else, and the security guard looked at the ground… A puddle of water, and looking at my wife's back, her buttocks... wisps of what looked like semen or vaginal fluid were dripping down, covering her legs and the floor... from the living room to the bathroom... The security guard and I exchanged a glance and gave an awkward smile... "Come on... let's go in." Watching my wife enter the bathroom and close the door, a moment later we heard the sound of water running and her showering. The security

guard and I simultaneously glanced at the bathroom door. "Brother! What's wrong with your wife? Why is so much water flowing out all of a sudden? I've never seen anything like it before, brother... this is truly an eye-opener!" I said, "Oh! It's nothing... nothing... Your wife hasn't been feeling well these past few days. She probably got bitten by some insects the day before yesterday, that's why! A lot of fluid keeps flowing out, I don't know what kind of insect it is?" "It's so serious. We've been to the hospital several times, but it hasn't helped much." I made up a few excuses... "

Have a seat, I'll get you some tea. I'll have your sister-in-law make a couple of side dishes later. We'll have a couple of drinks tonight."

I said, "Brother Security Guard, I heard your family has a lineage of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. Have you ever seen a case like your sister-in-law's? We've seen several Western doctors without any effect. Maybe traditional Chinese medicine would be better?" "Traditional Chinese medicine is definitely better. My father encountered a female patient like that before. She said she was bitten by some kind of insect, and it got better after applying some medicine.

Actually, I studied traditional Chinese medicine for a few years. I could have examined your sister-in-law, but the problem is in that kind of place, which is never good for her. I think it's better to go to a traditional Chinese medicine clinic."

I casually mentioned a few things, but the security guard spoke with surprising clarity, confirming that such insects really do exist! A while later, the water stopped. Since my wife hadn't brought a change of clothes, she went inside. She picked up the clothes she'd just taken off, intending to put them back on, but then she smelled them… a strong odor of sweat… and her panties were soaked with her own vaginal fluid and the man's semen, so she couldn't wear them back. Looking at the empty bathroom, with only two small face towels—far too small… enough to cover her thick pubic hair in the front, but not her buttocks, and the same for her upper body… she had no choice but to ask me for help.

So my wife opened the door a crack, peeked out slightly, and whispered, "Honey, come here for a second…" I said… "What are you doing? I'm looking for tea leaves. Where did we put our tea leaves? I can't find them!" I muttered to myself as I walked over... As I approached the door, my wife whispered to me, "I forgot to bring my clothes. Could you get them for me?" "Please... honey..." I said impatiently, "I'm looking for tea leaves.

Please... honey..." "Oh... alright, alright... which clothes do you need?"

While helping my wife find clothes, the thought of exposing her again popped into my head… At home, why not let her dress a little sexier, so that the perverted security guards can drool over her…

I saw a white, low-cut, short, one-piece dress in the closet, with a large round neck, somewhat like a swimsuit, but looser. I originally bought this to add some spice to our relationship… I held it in my hand, noticing that the short dress was a bit transparent, and wondered if it was too sexy. I worried that my wife might not wear it, but oh well… Hmm, here you go, but I can't find your underwear. You can wear this for now and go find some yourself… I watched my wife come out. My wife, head down and face flushed, was probably still a little embarrassed because she had accidentally shown her wet labia and pink vagina to the security guard.

The guard greeted her immediately when he saw her come out. "Sister-in-law...you're done washing so quickly...you're getting more and more beautiful...

oh!" Seeing my wife wearing a short skirt, half her breasts exposed, her lower body just covering her buttocks, her slender legs clearly visible,

she went back to her room, then hurriedly came out to the balcony, one hand clutching her breasts, the other covering her lower abdomen. As she

passed the living room, I deliberately asked her, "Honey, where did you put the tea? I can't find it..." My wife was taken aback by my question! I paused for a moment, forgetting that I wasn't wearing underwear, and said, "It's in this drawer of the coffee table, let me get it for you!" I came over and squatted down. The security guard and I were sitting on the sofa in front of me, watching my wife squat down less than half a meter away from us. Now, the view under my wife's skirt was once again completely exposed to us.

Oh my god... We could see that my wife's two labia minora, which were not covered by underwear, were wide open... Her clitoris was also peeking out. A little lower, my wife's pink vaginal opening and anus were also clearly exposed to us without reservation. Upon closer inspection! The semen that hadn't completely drained had turned into water and was still flowing down,

from her vaginal opening to her perineum and finally to her anus... forming a small droplet, almost dripping... I could see her labia minora and pink vaginal opening, opening and closing like a mouth.

Because she was squatting, her breasts were pressed against her knees, revealing her pink areolas, and her nipples were faintly visible through her thin clothes... I said to my wife, "I've checked the coffee table drawers, it's not there. Could it be somewhere else?" My wife said, "Oh... maybe in the TV cabinet, I'll go check." As she spoke, she went over, bending over to search the TV cabinet.

Because she was bending over, the hem of her short skirt rose up, revealing half of her buttocks.

My wife's mouth was watering, "How come I can't find it?!" But she forgot she was wearing a short skirt.

At that moment, the hem of her short skirt reached the middle of her buttocks, and the security guard and I could easily see half of her

buttocks. A deep slit separated her buttocks, with dark pubic hair in the middle.

I glanced at the security guard and saw that he wasn't paying attention to the TV program at all, but was completely focused on my wife's buttocks.

I stood up and said, "Let me get it for you!"

But my wife said, "No need, you guys watch TV. "

My wife bent down and opened the drawer under the TV cabinet. Because she was bending over, the back of her skirt was almost to her waist, and her entire white buttocks were sticking out there. The TV cabinet was less than 2 meters away from me and the security guard. I could see the two wet labia minora under my wife's deep buttocks, still with water droplets hanging on them, and even her anus was exposed. Her clean anus was a pale pink. I glanced at the security guard; he was staring intently at my wife's buttocks.

Since we'd searched everywhere for the ladder, my wife wondered if she'd fallen under the TV cabinet. Suddenly, she knelt on the floor, her upper body pressed against the ground, looking down at the TV cabinet… Holy crap, her entire buttocks were sticking out, facing me and the security guard. Her short skirt was riddled up to her waist, her white buttocks completely exposed. Her clean anus…

and her two wet labia. The security guard had completely lost interest in watching TV; he was staring at my wife's buttocks. I saw him swallow hard and rub his hands between his legs. Just then, I heard my wife shout, "I found it! It's under the cabinet, too far for me to reach!" I saw her move one leg forward, her left leg slightly apart,

straining to reach it. Her wet labia minora and clean anus were also slightly parted, opening and closing as if breathing.

I stood up and said, "Let me help you, get up quickly."

My wife stood up and said, "I got it, honey, how did you get under the cabinet?"

I glanced at the security guard out of the corner of my eye; his lewd eyes were fixed on my wife... I swallowed hard... Her crotch was also noticeably bulging, sticking out high. It looked like she wasn't wearing underwear. And the size wasn't small; judging by the height of the bulge, it was at least 20 centimeters long. My penis and the lecherous security guard's penis were already erect, and we were staring intently at my wife's lower body... My wife was holding a tea leaf and said, "Here, for your husband..." I took the tea leaf and watched my wife get up and leave for the balcony... My wife saw the panties drying there and remembered... she hadn't been wearing any underwear when she came to the balcony to collect them... Then... just now, squatting there! With her back bent and her butt sticking out, the security guard had seen everything down there! The more my wife thought about it, the more embarrassed she became! Thinking about how she had just squatted there, her white thighs and pink labia minora were all exposed to them... her lower body became wet without her realizing it, and it flowed down her thighs. It seems my wife's desire has been aroused too.

She glanced at us furtively, as if afraid we'd notice something... Seeing that we weren't paying attention, she looked left and right, searching for something. Apparently, she couldn't find anything, so she wiped the water from her thighs and labia minora with her hand. Wow... so much water! My wife looked at her hands... so much water, where to wipe it? Her hands were soaking wet, nowhere to dry them! Suddenly, an idea struck her. She put her wet fingers in her mouth and started licking them. Watching her lick so passionately, it was as if she were licking a penis... so suggestive...

At this moment, I looked at my wife and asked, "Honey, what are you eating? You're eating so deliciously. Don't eat alone, give us some too..." My wife blushed and replied, "Don't talk nonsense, there's nothing delicious here. I'm just collecting the laundry."

Seeing my wife standing there, blushing and at a loss, touching this and that, muttering to herself... "Why isn't it dry yet!" She touched her bra; because of the sponge, it was even wetter...

Finally, she found a dry one, but then she saw a pair of panties in her hand, and she hesitated again. I looked at them; they were black, open-crotch panties, the kind we only wore during sex.

My wife was thinking, "What should I do? Just this one pair. Not wearing it... that's definitely not an option. If she wears it, what if she's exposed and some perverted security guard sees her? Wearing such lewd panties, wouldn't people call her a slut?!" After much deliberation, he finally decided to put it on. He thought... as long as he closed his legs a little, it shouldn't be noticeable...

It seems that even the lecherous security guard couldn't take it anymore! With his crotch sticking out high, he said, "Brother, I'm going to the restroom first,

" watching the security guard sneak into the toilet like a thief! …I knew exactly what he was up to. I secretly followed him to see what he was doing inside… Peeking through the crack in the door… I saw him masturbating with one hand on his own penis, while the other hand was sucking and licking his wife's panties, saying, "This tastes so fucking horny! I've never tasted such sweet and delicious juices before."

Watching the security guard's swollen penis ejaculate streams of semen all over his wife's panties, he even wiped them with the panties… After putting the panties back, I heard him mutter softly… "Why does it taste like something else? It's not all vaginal fluid?"

Yes… it's semen, yes… any man knows, this taste is so familiar…

Thinking about how there was semen on my sister-in-law's genitals, oh... could it be that she was just penetrated outside? But looking at my brother's crotch, it doesn't look like he just ejaculated! It must be someone else's... My sister-in-law is so horny!!!

I listened to the security guard's mutterings outside the door. At that moment, my wife came out of the room and said to me, "What are you doing standing here?" Seeing my wife skipping over, her breasts, which weren't wearing a bra, swaying up and down, and her pink nipples with protruding points faintly exposed in front of me... my wife said, "Honey, what do you want to eat tonight?" I replied, "Whatever..." A moment later, the security guard came out of the restroom. Seeing my wife, he said, "Sister-in-law, you look so beautiful today..." My wife looked at her clothes, blushed, and replied, "Thank you..." before going to cook dinner.

A while later, I heard my wife calling out, "Honey, dinner's ready, come help!" She glanced at the clock; it was the time for her nightly favorite show. So I said, "Honey, let's have dinner in the living room tonight. We can watch TV while we eat." I always go along with my wife, so I agreed.

The food and drinks were brought to the living room, but where should we sit? The sofa only had two seats, so one person would have to sit on the floor. It wouldn't be polite to have a guest sit on the floor, so my wife chose to sit on the floor opposite the security guard.

Because the coffee table was low, and she was worried about kicking someone, she could only sit sideways or kneel. Since she was wearing a skirt, she could only kneel. As soon as she sat down, she realized her skirt was way too short! Oh my god! If someone was behind her, they would definitely see half of her bottom sticking out! So embarrassing! And she couldn't pull it down no matter what she tried. Luckily, the table was quite high, so as long as she stayed close to the table, the security guard probably couldn't see her. So my wife had to cross her legs and put them under the table, pressing her body close to it. But then she encountered another problem: the table was right under her breasts, almost pushing them out of her clothes, with only her nipples still inside. She sat there for a while, thinking… “If I do this, the security guard will see my braless breasts! I’m so embarrassed!” The other option was not to press herself against the table, but then the security guard might see her vulva and buttocks exposed, and he might think she was an exhibitionist! My wife had to make the less risky choice: let the security guard see her braless breasts, but she could still cover them slightly with her hands. “Come on, brother and sister-in-law… cheers!” the security guard raised his glass to my wife and me. My wife raised her glass to the security guard, but to avoid being seen by him about her large breasts without a bra, she held the glass with one hand and covered her chest with the other. The guard said, "Sister-in-law! That's not right! I'm toasting you, how can you use only one hand? It's rude." I nodded in agreement. Sure enough, after the guard's sarcastic remark, my wife had no choice but to go for it. So what if he saw her? It's not like he hasn't seen her before. He'd already seen her wet labia and pubic hair; what's the big deal? Besides, she was wearing clothes! My wife said, "Why are you making such a fuss? Is this alright?...Guard, cheers." She then held the glass with both hands. Looking down, she realized her areolas and nipples were very prominent, practically invisible. Oh my god! My wife blushed furiously! The security guard saw everything! She was sweating a little, and the sweat made her white clothes very transparent, especially since her nipples and areolas are pink, so they were clearly visible. No wonder the security guard kept staring at her breasts; he saw everything! Being stared at like that by the security guard made my wife both excited and nervous; her nipples were hard. She was also experiencing exhibitionism, her libido was rising, and she was visibly panting. Looking at the security guard less than a meter away, wearing thin sweatpants, her penis was already erect and pointing high. I glanced at my wife; her face was flushed, her cherry lips slightly parted, and she was staring intently at the security guard's crotch.

From her perspective, she could see right through his trouser leg. Because the guard was wearing sweatpants, the trouser leg was quite wide, making it easy to see his penis and testicles... I knew my wife really wanted it... but she didn't know how to legitimately show it to the guard. Later, the lewd security guard accidentally knocked over his chopsticks, which fell under the table, so he bent down to pick them up. A few seconds later, seeing the security guard still looking down, I said, "Did you find the chopsticks?" I looked down following the guard's gaze and saw that my wife's entire genitals were exposed. Because she was wearing open-crotch pants, the crotch area of her underwear had two straps holding her labia majora together, making her labia minora appear even more swollen... The security guard looked up and said, "Found it...found it...let's continue drinking..." My wife then... I noticed her skirt was rolled up around her waist. With that squatting position, the lecherous security guard had her entire genitals exposed!

As my wife was pulling her skirt down,

she suddenly cried out, "Ah…!" and immediately reached under her buttocks, saying, "Honey, what bit me? It hurts so much…!" My wife jumped up, and I immediately asked, "What happened… what happened… where did it bite you?" My wife's evasiveness only fueled my curiosity. The security guard pressed, "Yes! Sister-in-law… what happened… look? Where did it bite you? Is it serious…?"

My wife looked very embarrassed, blushing, and whispered, "Under my buttocks… I was bitten like this last time while sitting, it hurt and itched, and it still hasn't healed. I was bitten again today…"

The security guard stepped forward and said, "Just now, my brother and I were talking about… Sister-in-law's…" So much water came out all at once, it turns out it was from insect bites! The previous one hadn't even healed yet!!

Now it's been bitten again. These little insects are all slightly poisonous, and if it's not treated quickly, it will get more and more serious… I watched as the security guard's eloquence really improved; he spoke as if it were the truth… I knew my wife's desire was aroused, so I played along with the security guard… Yes… yes…

although I've studied … I've been a TCM doctor for several years. My sister-in-law was bitten in that spot!! But it's still not good; it's best to see a TCM doctor!

My wife, of course, understands what the security guard meant by "so much fluid flowing down there!" She knows I made it up! At this moment, my wife had a sudden urge to expose herself, so she went along with it, saying, "That's true... then I'll just go and apply some medicine myself first..."

Hearing my wife say this, the security guard immediately looked regretful and lowered his head. Just as he was muttering to himself as if complaining about something...

I knew what my wife was thinking; she wanted some excitement but was too embarrassed to speak up, afraid people would say she was promiscuous!

I quickly said, "Let the security guard take a look; he's studied medicine, after all, he'll definitely know more than us..." Like last time, we went to the hospital, and it wasn't even a male doctor who examined her. My wife lowered her head and said, "But... but, those..." "This place is really embarrassing." I saw my wife was about to refuse, and she seemed to be getting melancholy again. She was really good at pretending. My wife bit her lip and said, "Okay, then please take a look at my wound, but you can only look, not touch it. I'll put some medicine on it myself later."

As she spoke, she turned her back, lifted her short skirt, glanced at me, and then slowly lay face down on the sofa, sticking out her white buttocks. I asked my wife: "Aren't you going to take off your underwear?" "No..." "No need to take it off, I... I think... you should be able to see the wound on my buttocks now... Don't worry about the front... I can handle it myself." His wife's breasts were pressed against the sofa, one hand reached down to her crotch to tightly cover her labia minora and anus, her legs were kneeling on the ground with her back bent, and she slowly raised her buttocks as high as possible, so that his wife's buttocks were only covered by a pair of open-crotch panties that couldn't cover anything.

"Did you see the wound on her butt?" I asked my wife. "Take your hands away, don't cover it up, how can I examine you?" My wife blushed. "Ah... I'm so embarrassed. Please hurry up!" I sighed softly and reluctantly withdrew my hands from her fleshy labia minora and anus, leaving her entire genital area clearly exposed to us. "Wow!" The security guard exclaimed in surprise, then wore an incredulous expression. My wife was kneeling with her legs spread wide, and I could see two straps, less than half a centimeter wide, starting from the waistband at the back, passing over her buttocks, down to her crotch, over her perineum, her pink labia majora, and meeting at her pubic hair. Looking further down, because she was kneeling, the crotch area of her open-crotch pants was even tighter around her labia majora, making her pink labia minora appear even more swollen and prominent. Her anus was also there, opening and closing rhythmically… My wife's underwear didn't cover anything down there; her entire genitals were exposed. Wow… Sister-in-law, your underwear is really beautiful! I thought you were wearing a regular thong. "I know the security guard has seen glimpses of my wife's body before, but only fleeting glimpses. Now, seeing the whole thing from a different angle, he's understandably astonished. 'Wow! I've never seen anything like it in porn!'" The guard, bending over and pressing his erect penis, excitedly said, "I never imagined I'd be able to see my wife's vagina so closely." My wife blushed instantly, burying her head in the sofa, remaining silent. "Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense..." I said to my wife, "Don't worry, let the security guard show you properly." The guard didn't stand on ceremony, pressing his face close to my wife's buttocks for a close examination. I watched intently, appreciating every detail. "

I...I'll examine it very carefully, don't worry." The security guard was equally nervous, his words stammering. He stepped forward, his slightly trembling hands resting on his wife's buttocks, and lowered his head to examine her private parts closely. He didn't touch her crotch area yet, but his head was so close, almost touching it, as if he wanted to kiss it. I think he could smell the sweet, pungent scent of her vulva. His wife said, "Um...too...too close, it itches!" Her vulva was itchy from the guard's breath, and she couldn't help but complain. After looking for a while, suddenly, the guard noticed and shouted, "Ah! I found it! Look here!" It looked like it had been bitten, and at the same time, he pressed his fingers against the flesh next to his wife's anus, forcefully pulling it open wide. A black hole, sometimes large, sometimes small, appeared, as if it were breathing. I watched from the side, and there was absolutely nothing there! This security guard is such a good storyteller. I just went along with it, saying, "Yes...yes..."

My wife glanced at me, then turned her head away in embarrassment, her face so red it looked like it could bleed...

Seeing the huge bulge in my crotch, she knew she was getting aroused... The security guard said, "Let me check if there are any other places where you've been bitten!" At that moment, the security guard grabbed my wife's vulva with both hands. He pinched one of her labia minora with each of his fingers and pulled them wide apart, revealing the little hole inside. A stream of translucent fluid immediately flowed out of her vagina... "Ugh~mmm~ Security guard, don't touch there! My lower body feels so numb...I can't take it anymore..." my wife said, biting her finger. "Sister-in-law, I'm just checking you out. Just bear with it, it'll be over soon," the security guard explained, but his hands didn't stop, constantly playing with my wife's labia minora. My wife's vagina was the so-called "butterfly hole," with particularly large labia minora that were usually exposed. If my wife stood with her legs apart, you could definitely see two dangling pieces of flesh under her vulva. At this moment, the security guard was pulling these two pieces of flesh apart, letting them spread out and stick to the labia majora. The guard said, "Look, there's a small wound here too!" The wound was right on my wife's labia minora. I looked down, but there was nothing there. Pretending to see it, I said, "The security guard is really something. After all, someone who studied traditional Chinese medicine is different!" Seeing my wife's labia minora swollen with excitement, I asked the security guard, "What's going on?" The lecherous guard glanced at my wife, played with her for a while, and suddenly said, "I know, now I remember. Some insects in the summer are slightly venomous. You don't even need to be bitten; just contact with the skin can cause redness, swelling, and itching. And you've already been bitten, so this swelling is normal..."

Seeing my wife's excited yet shy expression, the lecherous guard smiled contentedly and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm here...

These aren't very venomous; just apply some salt water... " "This stuff will get better right away. Bring me your medicine cabinet so I can see if there's anything suitable..."

Hearing the security guard say this, I quickly ran to get the medicine cabinet and the ointment I'd been using!

The security guard looked at it and said, "This medicine definitely won't work. No wonder your wife hasn't gotten better for so long. What a quack doctor..."

The security guard was still muttering to himself, "If it goes on too long, the toxicity will spread, and it will be even harder to treat then. We need to treat it as soon as possible.

Right now, my wife keeps saying her lower body is itchy and a little painful..."

I said, "What medicine do you need? I'll go buy it right away." The security guard said, "There's no medicine on the market right now. Besides, even if you go back and forth, how long would that take? The poison would have spread long ago.

What... what... what should

we do?" "Don't worry," I said, "we both have the best medicine we have." I hesitated for a moment, "What is it? If you have it, bring it out quickly!" The security guard hesitated for a moment, then said, "Actually... it's... male semen! It's very effective." "Yes! It contains many trace elements, especially effective for insect bites... I read that in a medical book." His wife was overjoyed to hear this, but she was just wondering how to bring it up, and he offered himself up. His wife blushed and glanced at the security guard's bulging crotch, knowing that the penis inside was quite large... If it could go in... wouldn't that be incredibly comfortable?... At this moment, the security guard volunteered, "If you don't mind, I can help. I usually only have one..." "This semen is such a waste, it's great that my sister-in-law can use it now."

My wife then deliberately said, "You wouldn't use your thing to penetrate me, would you? That's not appropriate! It's too embarrassing, so shameful… I don't want to be penetrated by you guys… Besides, it's so big… I'm scared… I can't take it!!!" My God… the security guard didn't say to use his penis, so why can't it be mine… I think my wife herself wanted to be penetrated by the security guard… We all… Before we even said anything about penetration, my wife was already thinking about it, practically begging for both of us to penetrate her at the same time!

She was thinking this but didn't want to say it aloud, so she deliberately spoke in a roundabout way, afraid people would call her a slut. The security guard quickly said, "Sister-in-law, men don't necessarily need penetration to ejaculate. Look, we can masturbate, but the condition is that you cooperate a bit. Watching you will stimulate us, making it easier to ejaculate. What do you say, sister-in-law…?" My wife blushed and replied, "Then... how should I cooperate?" As she spoke, she rolled over and sat on the sofa, almost lying down, her legs spread in an M-shape. "Is

this okay?" she asked. My wife's posture was so lewd! Spreading her legs like that right in front of me, letting others see, and then deliberately asking me! "Honey, is this okay?" I said, "Yes... yes..." At this point, the security guard was already incredibly excited, and without caring that he was in front of me, he immediately pulled down his pants, revealing his long... My wife saw the security guard masturbating in front of her spread-out legs. His long, throbbing penis, with its prominent veins, was at least 20 centimeters long.

My wife really wanted him inside her; it was so itchy inside. I saw the belt covering her vulva, obscuring her wet labia and anus. I said, "Honey, take off your panties, otherwise it'll be hard to see and apply the ointment later." As I spoke, my wife lifted her buttocks slightly, and I easily pulled down her panties.

At this moment, the wife deliberately moved her body down a little, just two centimeters away from touching the security guard's penis. She then raised her buttocks further, exposing her vagina and anus completely and clearly. With her hands, she pressed down on both sides of her labia, pulling them apart and then closing them again to tease and welcome the security guard's ejaculation. She was already very excited. At this moment, the security guard moved forward a little, his glans directly touching the wife's labia minora, intending to insert his soon-to-ejaculate penis into her vagina. The wife cried out "No!" but didn't move away. Seeing the guard's glans, already wet with vaginal fluid, suddenly swell and turn purplish-red, the wife was somewhat stunned. The security guard, who had just stepped back, came closer again, wanting to take his penis and insert it into the wife again. The wife let out a soft "Ah!" but didn't move her body, only symbolically blocking with her hand. If he really inserted it, I think the wife wouldn't refuse. The security guard said, "It's okay, I won't insert it." So the wife moved her hand away, continuing to expose her vagina, holding her hands... I spread my wife's labia minora, making the vaginal opening exaggeratedly wide to stimulate the security guard. I knew he had just ejaculated in the restroom...

I was really afraid he wouldn't be able to ejaculate, so I deliberately manipulated my wife's labia minora, and at the same time, I forcefully spread her anus open to stimulate him as well. I believed he had already received a great deal of sensory stimulation. The security guard then brought his glans close to my wife's vaginal opening. This time I knew he wouldn't penetrate...

The security guard boldly pressed the glans against my wife's vaginal opening, inserting a small portion of the glans and then stopping, his fingers continuing to move around behind the glans. I noticed he wasn't moving the glans very fast. It was definitely not time for him to ejaculate yet. Plus, this was his second time ejaculating. To give him even greater stimulation, I made him watch his wife's vagina and anus exposed to their fullest extent...

He inserted his glans into his wife's vagina, saying with a glove, "Sister-in-law's vagina is really tight, thankfully it's good at sucking!" Actually, I knew he was deliberately trying to slowly savor the pleasure. His wife was already moaning and didn't stop him. At this moment, his wife's right hand was also placed above her clitoris and pulled upwards, causing the clitoris to turn outwards. I saw that the security guard's glans was almost completely inside. Just as I was about to tell him to pull it out, he pulled it out himself, his glans covered in his wife's vaginal fluid...

The security guard took his glans and began rubbing it back and forth around the entire vulva from the clitoris. I saw his wife's trembling intensify. A surge of excitement and an indescribable feeling welled up inside me. The security guard continued his repeated rubbing, and he noticed my wife's excitement. He glanced at her, wanting to see her aroused. My wife pulled hard on the skin above her clitoris with her right hand, trying to make it as outward as possible.

When the security guard saw my wife pulling on the skin to expose her clitoris as much as possible, he pressed his glans against her clitoris and rubbed it hard a few times. I saw my wife trembling from his rubbing. I shouted! "Stop playing around, can you hurry up..." the security guard replied, "Almost...almost..." Hearing our conversation, my wife opened her eyes again and watched the security guard move, panting heavily.

I knew that at this moment, my wife really wanted the security guard to insert his penis into her vagina. I watched as my wife lifted her buttocks slightly, letting her vaginal opening encircle the security guard's glans, constantly twisting her hips... shouting, "Don't stop...don't stop...I'm almost there..." Her cries grew louder and louder... The security guard continued to penetrate, matching my wife's movements, but said, "Sister-in-law, you're so tight down there!!!" So much water…

Watching the security guard slowly insert his penis into my wife's vagina, he thrust in and out with nine shallow strokes followed by one deep one. His enormous glans was like a small umbrella; as he withdrew, it caused the vaginal opening to turn outwards, bringing with it a large amount of vaginal fluid that flowed down her perineum towards her anus. Watching the security guard rapidly thrust his penis in and out, and after a few quick strokes, he plunged it deeply into my wife's vagina, my wife cried out… Ah… It's too deep! No more… He thrust deeply and pressed down hard, wanting to push even deeper with his penis. My wife cried out. I knew he was about to ejaculate, and afraid he would ejaculate inside, I quickly told him to come out. After he pulled out, he thrust in deeply again. Before I could say anything, he thrust in and out dozens of times. My wife kept shouting, and her body trembled involuntarily… Suddenly, the water below increased, flowing down like a waterfall. Seeing the strands of water clinging to my wife's buttocks and the large puddle on the ground, I knew she had orgasmed.

I could feel her body still trembling; this was the most sustained and exciting orgasm she had ever experienced. Just then, I saw the security guard quickly pull out his penis, the head facing my wife's vulva, and after a few quick strokes, he ejaculated. My wife and I watched the entire ejaculation. His semen wasn't thick, almost entirely transparent and watery, but it was very powerful. Initially, most of it hit my wife's vaginal opening, with a large amount flowing inside.

When the semen hit her vulva, my wife visibly twitched. Most of his semen from the back landed on her lower abdomen and pubic hair. I felt my wife's buttocks lift upwards; I knew she was trying to stimulate her vaginal opening. I went to collect the security guard's semen...

After he finished ejaculating, my wife was probably extremely excited. She tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and was still panting, "Ah... Ah..." Watching my wife's vaginal fluid mixed with the security guard's semen flow down her vaginal opening, perineum, anus, and down to her buttocks...

At this moment, the security guard took his hand and smeared the semen he had ejaculated on my wife's two labia minora, and said to me: "Brother, look, it's going down soon. Your wife's labia minora have obviously shrunk a lot..." Looking at my wife's two labia minora, they were indeed much smaller. I said: "It worked, it worked..." Actually, I knew in my heart that after the orgasm, the labia minora would naturally shrink back and wouldn't be so swollen. I was just acting out that scene with my wife.

A dozen minutes later, my wife sat up, went to the bathroom, and came back to the room, saying she was too tired and wanted to rest for a while!

Judging from the way she walked, with her thighs spread wide, I knew she'd been hurt by that security guard's 20cm-long penis.

The security guard said, "Let your wife rest for a while, I'll go back now. This is the second time today, so the semen quality isn't very good. If it doesn't work, brother, just let me know, and I'll bring some special medicine next time to apply to your wife..." "

Okay...okay...thank you for your trouble, brother..."

After the security guard left, I looked at my swollen little brother, still not satisfied! At the doorway, I saw my wife kneeling on the floor in a doggy-style position, her body sprawled on the bed, her snow-white buttocks sticking out as if waiting to be fucked… I noticed her vaginal opening was still wide open, her wet labia minora smeared with the security guard's semen. His large penis, after its penetration, was difficult to close again. I walked behind my wife, grasped my penis, and rubbed it against her wet labia minora a few times before thrusting it deep into her vagina. "Ah, ah, ah… Honey, can we do it later? I'm so tired…" Ignoring my wife's pleas, I continued thrusting, *smack! smack! smack!*

At this moment, I quickly spurted out, streams of white semen gushing from my wife's vagina… …To be continued…

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