Wives and Single Men (2) -- Applicable Period

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In the first four months, things were the same as before. We laughed and joked, teased each other, and then cuddled. We played with each other, touching and caressing each other, boldly reaching for our private parts, curling up in a ball from the tickling, not stopping even as our playful noises gradually subsided. Our bodies slumped together, and I pressed my soft wife beneath me.
My hand, slipped inside her nightgown, grasped her large, full breasts and kneaded them vigorously. The sounds of rubbing and the increasing panting, moans, and dense, suppressed gasps filled the air. My wife's warm, soft lips, steaming with heat, arched towards my sensitive nipples, deftly parting my mouth, her tongue sweetly entwining and twisting with mine.
My hand, which had been kneading her breasts, now pinched her nipples, gently pulling and releasing them as they bounced back onto her round breasts. I teased her like this several times. I flicked at the erect, date-sized, red nipples with my index finger, reluctantly bending them back. Like playing a piano string, they produced a soft, resonant, melodious sound. Provoked, stimulated, she involuntarily swayed her head, and a hot "Mmm" and "Ah" escaped her nose through her blocked mouth. Like a wave, it surged towards me. My hands stroked her taut, arched back, the warm, fragrant breath mingling with the soft panting from her red lips, her long, drawn-out breaths, her wanton moans, flowing and wet against my face.
I unbuttoned her nightgown, revealing two familiar, round, prostrate mounds of flesh, swaying and trembling with her writhing body. Her red nipples, like bait, attracted me. I released her mouth and bit down, my tongue attacking and kneading those alluring red cherries, the sound of my tongue smacking as it moved back and forth.
My wife, her mouth agape, let out a soft, pleasurable "ahhh" sound from her throat. The gentle inhalations released soft, tinging "ah, mmm" sounds, each one captivating. Her milky-white skin, along with her delicate chin, swayed and rotated like an elegant swan stretching its smooth neck in song. Her fair, moist skin seemed to ripple like milk, soft waves spreading outwards.
My free hand, which had been caressing her breasts, moved from her smooth abdomen to a patch of pubic hair. My index finger easily revealed the tiny clitoris, while my middle finger joined in, sliding and exploring within the wet, slippery folds of flesh. I applied a sticky, moist smear to the reluctantly peeking clitoris, then flicked and caressed it, awakening the glistening, moist clitoris. The swollen, red clitoris emerged from the wrinkled skin, its tender flesh protruding there.
The rubbing and caressing of her clitoris intensified, a relentless assault of stimulation. A solitary, bright red clitoris throbbed in the center, a sudden, inexplicable dizziness washing over her, forming swirling, joyful clouds of vapor that emanated from it. The sensation spread upwards along her plump, white thighs, her taut legs stretched wide.
Already overflowing with vaginal fluid, a large patch of the sheet was soaked, and her two fleshy labia were bent to one side by the surging tide. I gripped a large, thick plastic penis, parted the slippery opening, and thrust it into her tender vulva. The rough, fleshy flesh pressed against her inner thighs, the bulging vaginal walls stretching open, slowly pushing deeper and deeper, triggering waves of sensory contractions that enveloped and surrounded my large, plastic penis, a torrent of fluid soaking and enveloping it. The back-and-forth thrusting of my penis intensified the unrestrained pleasure flowing from her tight vagina, swirling within the folds of her vagina, stimulating her nerves with an electric shock-like sensation.
A tingling sensation coursed through his wife's full, delicate body, sometimes tensing, sometimes relaxing, sometimes arching and rolling in response
, enveloped in a wave of intense pleasure. A powerful climax surged over her, overwhelming her entire body. Her skin, with its bristling hairs, was assaulted by the playful pleasure, and her tender lips parted slightly, releasing soft, lingering moans. The release of comfort, the panting breaths, the soft moans and gasps, washed over her like waves.
Her eyes, slightly glazed, blinked uncontrollably as her head swayed, her dark hair spreading across the pillow. Her smooth forehead was glistening with fragrant sweat, clinging to stray strands of hair, her long, straight nose extending to its delicate tip, playfully glistening with fine beads of sweat, her nose emitting suppressed "mmm, mmm-ah" sounds.
Through the tightly intertwined, undulating, alluring white flesh, her moans drifted out, seemingly lost in their own world. Pleasant and delicate, each sound made my ears flush and my heart pound like a rabbit's. I lightly bit my cheeks, my jade hands half-covering my burning face, shyly listening intently. Soft, gentle breaths, my wife lay there, intoxicated, her lower abdomen heaving violently, gradually calming down with the rhythm of her breathing. Her figure relaxed gracefully, her flowing skirt draped over her body. My huge penis was still inside her, the flesh around her tender vulva stretched into round rings, white fluid dripping from the sides—was it semen or urine? My fire surged wildly, my groin felt cool. A surge of joy rose within me; the cool sensation was intoxicating. I pulled out my penis and looked down—that feeling was a chill in my heart; a chill in the heart meant the loss of everything.

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