If you love her, let her fly (4)

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The next evening, my friend arrived as promised. He invited me to go out for a bath. Back then, our small town wasn't like it is now, with its rows of high-rise buildings and central heating and water supply. We all lived in detached houses with coal stoves for heating, and went to public bathhouses. When my friend arrived, I saw a hint of panic and unease in her eyes, but she quickly calmed down.
We chatted and laughed as usual, neither of us showing any sign of anything amiss, afraid of prematurely triggering her sensitive nerves, and then regretting it later. When we got home, my wife had already prepared a meal with wine and vegetables, much to my surprise. I laughed and said, "My wife is so good, she's prepared everything." She blushed and teased me, "When friends meet, what good can come of it besides drinking?" She then sat down beside me and started knitting, trying to hide her inner turmoil. Before long, we'd downed a bottle and a half of Quanxing Daqu liquor, our faces flushed. My friend, perfectly in sync, stood up to pee, pretending to stumble. I laughed at him, "You little punk, you think you can get drunk on this little bit?" He laughed and said he couldn't. A small cup arrived, so we stopped drinking. After cleaning up, he pretended to stagger home, but I stopped him, saying, "You've drunk so much, what if you fall off your bike? How am I supposed to explain that to your wife?" Then I had my wife make up a bed in the little room behind my bedroom for my child and help him to sleep.
We went back to the bedroom, naked, and crawled into bed. I held her in my left arm, my right hand kneading her firm, though not large, breasts. She nestled in my arms, her left hand gripping my already hard penis, and laughed, "Still not behaving? Didn't you get your fill last night?" My heart pounded as I mentally calculated how to successfully complete the plan. My right hand unconsciously reached between her legs, and I was startled to find her already gushing wet. I hadn't noticed when she started. I retorted, "And you're the one who's flooded!" She giggled and buried her head in my chest, gesturing for me to get on top. My wet vagina slid in easily, and with slow, gentle thrusts, she let out a contented sigh, closing her beautiful eyes. My movements quickened, and the bed began to creak. She quickly stopped me, saying, "Brother, slow down, don't let him hear." I finally found my opening, deliberately increasing the intensity: "I want him to hear, to get his dick hard and fuck you." She became excited too, actively cooperating with my movements. After a series of powerful thrusts, I breathed a sigh of relief and whispered on top of her, "Good sister, let him come. I wonder how uncomfortable he'll be with that hard erection!" "She blushed shyly, her voice barely audible, like a soft moan from a dragon. My heart, which had been pounding in my throat, finally calmed down. I was about to get out of bed to call him from behind when my wife clung to me tightly, clearly extremely nervous. She stammered, 'Then you have to go and give his wife a good fucking.' I kissed her and said, 'Of course.' She finally released me. I got out of bed naked, opened the bedroom door, and said to him from behind, 'Hey buddy, stop pretending, come on over.' He hurriedly went back to bed and crawled under the covers. My wife, hearing footsteps behind her, immediately turned off the light, cried out, and hugged me tightly. My friend, already naked in the back room, came to the bed, felt for the covers, and crawled in.
My wife clung to me tightly, her heart pounding in her chest." My friend slowly reached out from behind her, slipping his hands between our pressed bodies and cupping her breasts. Her heart pounded in the quiet bed, and I was so nervous I didn't know what to do. Then she let out another "Ah!" and leaned heavily against me. My friend probably couldn't wait any longer and wanted to attack from behind. I calmed my racing heart and said, "Sister, let your brother have his turn for a bit, or he'll be rock hard."

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