The pimp's wife was trained 10 times

We rushed to the parking lot, and my wife quickly pulled me into my BMW.

"Honey, I'm so scared... Let's go home quickly..." My wife's tear-streaked face was heartbreaking.
Without thinking , and unable to think too much, I started the engine and drove off in a flash. Poor Yuxing, he
came in my car, and now he should be walking home. Oh no, my head is really messed up, he could take a taxi...

Chapter 5 of "The Pimp's Slave Wife's Training":

My wife sat in the passenger seat, crying non-stop the whole way. One hand rubbed
her red eyes, and the other tugged at her skirt to keep her pantyhose crotch from showing
. There was also the rustling sound of her sniffling.

"Wife..." My wife ignored me, continuing to cry and sniffle.

"Wife... that's enough."

"Shut up!" My wife's voice wasn't loud, but I could tell she was still very unhappy.

"I..."

"Why didn't you tell me my clothes were so see-through?"

"Ah...you didn't know...I still don't understand what was going on between you two..."
Don't pretend, or you'll get struck by lightning. Looks like I can't go out on rainy days anymore...

"You...Hmph!" My wife turned to look at me, snorted, and then turned back to look out the window.

"Never mind, it's not your fault. It was all Yu Xing's idea; you didn't know." My wife seemed
a little calmer now.

"Well... can you tell me what happened just now? I was following behind you and couldn't hear your
conversation." The wife paused, wiping away a few tears from her face. "This afternoon
, after we came out together, Yuxing said he would take me sightseeing. While we were shopping, he took me to a lingerie store. You
saw all of that. Later, he bought me some very revealing and sexy lingerie and several pairs of stockings
. At first, I disagreed, but I couldn't resist his persistent pleading. Besides, I was wearing stockings
and high heels when we made love this afternoon, so I thought if he liked seeing me, I'd let him have his way." The wife choked back a sob, wiping
her nose. "I'm still wearing those clothes now. Later, we bought some other things there too
, including this dress. You saw all of that when you were following behind, but... but you don't
know..." As she spoke, the wife seemed to remember something that upset her, and her sobs grew louder.

"I saw this dress at first glance and thought it was beautiful. Yuxing also said it was beautiful and asked me to try it on.
After I went into the fitting room and changed, I realized there wasn't a mirror. I couldn't see myself
, so I came out after I was dressed, wanting Yuxing to see me."

"Yuxing didn't say anything else, just walked around me praising me. When Yuxing praised me,
people around us looked over too. I thought I would look good in it, but now that I think about it,
that wasn't the reason they looked at me at all... Waaah..." My wife started crying again, but I
was thinking about something else. The owner of this lingerie store is really something... not putting mirrors in the fitting rooms, so women have to come out and show themselves to the men next to them
after changing .

If the man says it looks good, the woman can only believe it, without knowing what she really thinks! And women
are so easily flattered! It seems that the lingerie shop that Yu Xing and I will be running in the future can learn from
their methods...

"Later, later we went to a restaurant. As soon as we sat down, Yu Xing told me to change into those clothes. I
like him, I really like him. Thinking about how we were intimate at noon, I let him have his way again, and listened to everything he said.
But... but how could he do this to me... There must have been a lot of people seeing this on the way. They must have
been pointing and whispering behind my back... Waaah..." My wife, who had been calming down a bit, became more and more agitated as she spoke
. But thinking about it, Yu Xing was too hasty. Rou Rou isn't comfortable with being exposed yet. This made
Rou Rou feel like he was selling her, so easily sharing her with random strangers on the street,
not treasuring her at all.

I remained silent the whole way, not knowing what to say. I'm terrible at dealing with women crying. Every time a woman
cries, I don't know what to do. Helpless, I took my right hand off the steering wheel, groped around, and finally
found my wife's hand. Her hand was on her thigh, so I placed my hand on top of hers.

I felt this was the best way to comfort my wife. Humans are highly sensual creatures; they can express everything they want to
say through physical contact. Holding her hand was
the best way to tell her that no matter what happens, I'm still here for her!

Afterwards, we both fell silent for a while, and my wife's crying gradually subsided until we got home. I opened
the heavy security door. My wife, still in her high heels, slid in and out of the house. I was
wondering why. After I took off my shoes, she pulled me close. We
stood there in the living room, looking at each other. I looked down at her, and she looked up at me. Her eyes were filled with a
gentle, tender glow, mixed with the tears from earlier. Her eye bags were a little swollen from crying.

Suddenly, I felt her breathing quicken. She trembled as she took my hand and slowly pulled me closer until my
palm touched the crotch of her pantyhose. This was the first time my wife had been so proactive in making such lewd gestures with me
. Before I even made advances, she took the initiative to let me caress her. More importantly, I noticed that the crotch of her pantyhose
was very wet! Extremely wet! It was practically soaked!

My wife was aroused too,
and I immediately and without hesitation, I placed my entire palm on the crotch of her pantyhose and began to rub it. My wife, in turn, gently tiptoed on her high-heeled toes in response to my caresses.

"Wife, why are you so wet?" My wife just looked at me with shimmering eyes. "

I've never been this wet when we make love before, sometimes I even feel dry...
How come you are today..." I simply squatted down and lifted up her short skirt. My wife obediently
held up her skirt with her hands, then slightly parted her legs. I tentatively touched the inside of my wife
's thighs, pushing her legs outwards further, and my wife didn't object
, naturally spreading her legs even wider.

I examined my wife's crotch area closely. The flesh-colored pantyhose was soaked, emitting
a strong, pungent odor. The crotch area wasn't just wet; I
could vaguely see fluid seeping from between her labia majora, flowing onto the pantyhose, pooling in the crotch
area, and then dripping onto the floor.

I tentatively leaned closer, inhaling the pungent odor emanating from my wife's genitals, finally pressing my entire
face against it. I even stuck out my tongue and began licking the fluid from the pantyhose. It was a very strong,
fishy smell; each lick tasted salty on my tongue, stimulating my sense of smell and taste. This was the first
time had ever tasted the pungent fluid from my wife's vagina.

Finally, I simply shoved my entire head between my wife's thighs. She spread her legs wider to try
and keep my head from getting stuck, but I found this tiring. So I lay back on the floor, holding her
buttocks and gently pulling them close to my face.

Now, my wife's position resembled squatting to defecate, her buttocks sitting on my face, but not fully touching
, because I was about to drink her vaginal fluid. The semi-transparent, slightly sticky liquid
gathered at her crotch, forming droplets that dripped into my mouth. I
opened my mouth wide to receive this pungent "nectar."

My wife's breathing grew heavier. She used to never let me have sex with the lights on, nor would she let me lick
her genitals. But now, she was squatting on my face, her genitals in direct contact with my face.
The intense stimulation made her tremble, her eyes closed, all the pleasure surging to her lower body,
and a gush of vaginal fluid gushed from her mysterious vagina.

I also found waiting for the semen to drip into my mouth too slow, so I simply grabbed my pantyhose with both hands and
ripped a large hole in the crotch. My wife's wet labia and pubic hair were immediately revealed
before my eyes.

The living room light was very bright, allowing me to see my wife's genitals so
clearly for the first time in two or three years. Her pubic hair was wet, as if she had just taken a shower, but the water on it wasn't
from the tap, but from her vaginal lubrication, glistening under the light
. Her labia majora were pink, like a virgin's, and even after two or three years of making love with me, there wasn't
a trace of darkening.

I stuck out my tongue, the tip reaching her thick labia, licking from one end to the other, and
then back and forth.

"Mmm... ah..." My wife moaned softly as I licked her; this was also the first time she had received oral sex.

I continued my assault, inserting the tip of my tongue between her labia, then slowly pushing it in until my entire tongue
was inside her vagina. I skillfully circled my tongue inside, feeling the uneven
flesh of her vaginal walls and the streams of vaginal fluid flowing out. My wife was sitting with her back to me, facing my face. As I inserted
my tongue, my eyes were fixed on her pink anus.

At noon, when she was having sex with Yu Xing, I hadn't been able to get a clear look at this little cutie from behind, but now
I was practically in direct contact with her excretory organs. While my tongue thrust in and out of her vagina, my eyes
were glued to her anus, fantasizing about a long, red intestine connecting to that pink vulva, and
whether a section of that intestine was still filled with the feces from her lunch and dinner.

Suddenly, I heard a few "plop, plop, plop" sounds, and my nose was assaulted by an unprecedentedly strong stench
—my wife had farted again! And it happened while I was giving her oral sex
, right in front of my nose where her genitals were touching!

My wife had already farted outside, but since we were on the street, the air was too fresh, so I could only smell
the faint odor after it dissipated. But this time, almost directly through her anus, the stench
was transmitted to my nostrils.

Even more amazingly, my wife didn't seem ashamed at having farted on my face.
Instead this perverse stimulation caused her vagina to gush even more vaginal fluid, like a squirting scene in an adult film.
I couldn't keep up with the flow, and much of the fluid I didn't swallow ended up on my
face and then on the floor.

My wife and I were squatting there, one of us farting and the other smelling the stench and ingesting the fluid. After a while, my tongue
started to get tired, so I nudged my wife. She understood and stood up, but then her legs gave way, and she
collapsed to the side.

I crawled over and pinned my wife down: "Wife, why are you so unrestrained today?"

"I...I don't know...but, just thinking about how I was almost half-naked and people on the street saw me completely naked
makes me feel so hot all over, and I have an uncontrollable urge..."

"Really? Weren't you crying your eyes out because of this? How come you're experiencing pleasure now?"

"Honey...I don't know if you saw it just now...actually, ever since I put on this dress, my genitals
have been constantly wet, the flow hasn't stopped...When I realized my dress was as
transparent as sheer gauze, my little sister down there just couldn't control herself...mmm..." My wife became more and more
excited as she spoke, and now she had reached down to her genitals and started touching her labia.

"Husband...give it to me...hurry up. Hurry..." I was also
aroused by my wife's seductive poses. My penis was already erect, but because I had ejaculated many times in the past few days,
twice at noon today, and once more in my pants outside, I couldn't get a full erection anymore.
However, the intense sexual desire was surging through my brain. I wanted to fuck her, but I could only get an erection of 50-60%
! This made my already not-so-small penis look even smaller.

But I didn't care about that. I straightened my slightly droopy and soft penis, parted my wife's labia
, and before I even pushed in, my wife's vagina was like a black hole, the flesh of her vagina like a powerful suction
cup. Following this suction, my penis slid in all at once.

"Mmm..." My wife's moan wasn't loud. I knew it was because my penis was too small, and I couldn't...
Fully erect, even slightly soft. Then I couldn't help but move,
thrusting in and out of my wife's vagina.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm..."

"Wife, you're so wet, more than ever before, you're so horny today..." As I fucked
her, I picked up one of her stockinged legs. Her high heels were still hanging on her feet. I tilted my head and
started licking it with my tongue. Having already tasted my cum, licking her stockinged foot now
felt less salty. Instead, the sweat inside the stocking released a sour smell,
completely different from the smell of farts from her anus. But regardless, it was so stimulating, so irresistible.

"Mmm...ah...I...knew...I knew...it would be like this...ooh.ah..." My
wife mumbled something I couldn't understand.

"What are you talking about? What did you say?"

"Um... um... I knew you, you piece of trash, would... like this. Um... ah..."

"What... explain yourself."

"Look at you! Why is your penis so soft down there? Um... um... I don't know... I don't know I really need
you to help me... fill me up!" My wife was saying my penis was too soft. Poor little cock
, soaked in her vagina full of semen, and then verbally abused by my wife, with her licking her stockinged high heels
, only lasted less than 5 minutes before I reluctantly ejaculated.

I felt like I didn't ejaculate anything much either; maybe all my semen for today was wasted in my pants this afternoon
. When I pulled out my limp penis, a clear, viscous
liquid gushed out of my wife's vagina like a faucet, forming a large puddle on the floor. I knew this puddle was probably thick, white semen
, but because I'm sexually impotent, there was nothing else in it but my wife's vaginal fluid
.

My wife then covered her eyes with her arms, tilting her head slightly to one side. I had read in a book that
many childhood actions are retained into adulthood, but they evolve from infantile to adult forms. For example,
someone might cover their forehead with their hand during a meeting, indicating they are facing a difficult situation and don't
want to face reality. This action is an evolution of the infantile face-covering gesture. Now, my wife covering her
face with her arms, is something else causing her distress?

"Honey, could you lick me with your tongue? It'll feel better that way." I did as my wife suggested
, getting off her and carrying her to the sofa. I knelt beside the sofa, my face directly facing my wife's
genitals. Her legs were in an M-shape, and her labia were opening and closing, suggesting the vaginal walls were
squeezing out more vaginal fluid.

This position also allowed me to fondle my wife's stockinged feet. She was wearing high-heeled sandals, her feet resting on the soft
sofa. I would touch the instep of her feet, then rub her toes through the stockings. Then I
extended my tongue, penetrating her labia, and began to gently thrust in and out of her vagina. At the same time
, a pang of jealousy welled up inside me; to my wife, my penis was less appealing than my tongue.

"Honey… um… do you… remember this afternoon at the restaurant, when I wanted to… um…
say something , but Yu Xing interrupted me?" Just as I was about to pull my tongue out to answer, my wife grabbed
my head and pressed it forcefully against her vulva. I could only hum softly.

"Husband, don't blame me... You were the one who handed me over to Yu Xing first. Hmm... Husband, do you know
, I'm almost being torn in two by you two, ever... ah... ever since the first time... after making love with Yu Xing, I
've felt like I can't live without him... I can't live without him for the rest of my life... Husband, do you know why
... hmm..." My wife's hands were still pressing down on my head, and my tongue was inside my vagina, so I couldn't speak
.

"Husband! I think you won't be able to satisfy me anymore... hmm... ah... I've never had
such high demands for sex before... but... but ever since I gave myself to Yu Xing... I feel like my
appetite is getting bigger and bigger... hmm... I want to agree to whatever he asks of me... just so his
penis can get hard again, so we can do it again... hmm..." My wife swallowed, and I could hear
a gurgling sound coming from her throat.

"His penis is so big and feels so good. After you went in just now, I felt even more like this...
um... I thought like this. He can take me 3 or 4 times a night, and he still has so much energy to do it with me. Every
time... um... he's so hard and hot, but... sob... just now when you came in, it was all soft
... ah..." My wife's voice was trembling with tears. I knew she was crying about her husband's sexual
impotence: "Husband... I might have gone a little too far today... I hit him... um... but I feel
sad not just because I think he doesn't cherish me, but more because he betrayed me like this and I still
... still think about him like this! Think about having sex with him! I feel so cheap...
even cheaper than a prostitute! Ah..." As my wife spoke, another gush of hot water came from her vagina, so much that I couldn't even breathe it all in, and it even made
a sizzling sound as it sprayed out from the corner of my mouth.

"Husband... I feel like I've become two people. My sex and my love are occupied by you two separately. My
sex is with Yu Xing, and my love is with you." My wife gently pushed my head. I knew she had
had enough of my licking and could finally pull her tongue away. I took a deep breath to clear my lungs.

My wife tugged at me, and I understood, sitting down beside her. She also straightened her M-shaped legs, her two silk-stockinged
legs wrapped around her left side, leaning against me.

"Wife, what are you going to do? Will you fall in love with him? You've liked him for a long time."

"Maybe. In the future, maybe I really will fall in love with him."

"And what about me?" My wife gripped my hand tightly. "I won't leave you! I won't let
you leave me either. He only got my body, but my love is still with you. I can't live without him,
really Sex, sex, it can't be just sex without love, and it can't be just love without sex. Only when you're both of you
do I feel like a complete woman!"

"But what can you do? You can only have one at a time..."

"Why can't I have two at the same time?"

"So, will you live at our house, or at Yu Xing's house?"

"This... um..." My wife looked up at me, biting her lower lip: "We can let him live at our
house... is that okay?" I was speechless. This was exactly what I wanted. My wife wanted her
lover to live in her and her husband's private little nest. What kind of feeling was that? My heart started to ache again
...

"So, if Yu Xing moves in, will you call him husband, or me husband?"

"Him." My wife answered without hesitation, sharp and quick.

"Then will you sleep with him, or with me?"

"Of course, with him. Your sex life can no longer satisfy me, and didn't I say that in the future,
my sex life might all belong to him..." My wife said these shameless words in front of her husband, her cheeks flushed
, her eyes darting around, not knowing where she was looking.

"So, from now on, will I sleep in our bedroom or will you two?"

"How do you want me to answer you?"

"You should know."

"..." My wife kissed my left cheek: "Honey, it all feels like it was destined by fate
. The three of us were meant to be a family. Yu Xing is a Dom who likes married women, and you happen to be a
M who likes to sell his wife. And lately, I've found that I seem to be leaning towards the M side too."

"Every time he asks me for something, I want to put down my dignity and cater to him. And every time I do that
, I feel so cheap. My husband is watching, and I'm just letting my ex-boyfriend play with me so casually... But
at the same time, I feel like I'm floating on air, like I'm on drugs..."

"Don't you blame him anymore?" My wife gently shook her head: "I don't blame him that much.
I blame myself more for being so shameless..." As she spoke, I clearly felt my wife's body tremble. Perhaps
it was the words like "cheap" and "shameless" that provoked her, especially since they came from her own mouth
.

"Are you really sure about this?"

"Hmm... as long as you don't mind. If he apologizes to me sincerely tomorrow, I'll
forgive him."

"Okay! I respect your decision! After all, you have a model husband like me!"

"Hehe, you should say, after all, you're a cuckold who likes to be cuckolded..."

"Come on, let me play with your stockinged feet again. I drank so much water earlier, it was too salty, I couldn't really
taste your feet."

"Pervert... why do you all like my feet so much? And when I don't wear stockings, you're not interested at all, but as soon as I put them on, you
keep smelling and licking them..."

"Hehe, there are many perverted things about men, and many things that can make you women feel incredibly good
... I'll introduce them to you little by little later..." As I spoke, I stopped by the sofa and picked up my wife
's flesh-colored stockinged high-heeled feet: "Hmm! Fragrant, both smelly and fragrant. It's just a pity that from now on, such beautiful stockinged feet and high heels
can only be played with by your little lover."

"No, when he's not around, you're still my good husband. You can have whatever you want with me, however you want
."

"Come on, he's moving into our house, so he'll be here all the time. How will you have time
for me to play with him?" I said, pretending to be indignant, but actually I was enjoying the sour feeling.

"Then I'll... I'll stipulate that he can stay at our house on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, or Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays, so you can
have equal time..."

"If he's here on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, won't you be miserable on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays? You just
said I couldn't satisfy you." As I said this, I stuck my tongue between my wife's feet and the soles of her shoes.

"Hmm... that's true... but if he's here every day, won't that be too unfair to you?"
I was still very happy that my wife cared about me so much. Having such a beautiful woman who was so devoted to me and knew how to satisfy my
cuckold desires was truly the greatest blessing for me as a man.

"No, no, let him move in. I like it this way. Besides, he has a company to manage, so
he'll definitely be away sometimes. Then you have to satisfy me properly..."

"Hehe, you're such a cuckold! I will, my husband! I'll do whatever you say. Ouch, stop licking
, it tickles, hehe..." I removed one of my wife's high-heeled sandals, my tongue
rubbing back and forth on her stockinged toes. Saliva dripped down my tongue, wetting the stockings and making her toes appear even more transparent and clearer under the silk
.

Then I used my hands to spread my wife's legs apart. Her legs were now in an M-
shape again. The crotch of her stockings, which I had just torn, revealed a large hole. Dark, messy pubic hair covered her smooth
mons pubis , forming a natural inverted triangle, with undried semen still clinging to it, exposed to the air.

"Honey... I'm so sorry. I never let you see my private parts before. I really
regret it. How could I have treated you like that, not letting my husband have his fill?" My wife is always
like this. Her first reaction to anything is always to think about whether she did something wrong instead of blaming others
. Even just now, after slapping Yu Xing, she said she went too far.

"Use your hands to spread your labia open so I can see..." My wife blushed, hearing this
request from me for the first time. I licked her silk-stockinged feet, which were covered in my saliva, while glancing at her out of the corner of my eye, waiting for her reply. Finally
, she gave in. Her arms reached around her buttocks, and she extended her delicate hands,
gently inserting her index and middle fingers into her labia, then slowly pulling them apart.

My wife's pink labia still had a few scattered pubic hairs. As they were pulled open, they first revealed
her urethra, a small, dark hole that sparked endless imagination. Her labia parted wider and
wider, still covered with saliva and mucus from when I licked her vulva, clinging to them like
intertwined lotus roots.

"Honey, is it pretty?"

"Hoo hoo hoo..." I could only mumble my reply, my mouth full of my wife's stockinged toes.

"I'll spread my labia like this for Yuxing every day from now on, don't you mind?" I
shook my head.

"This place will be used to have babies in the future, but I wonder if the baby will be yours or
Yu Xing's." I didn't expect my wife to have thought so far ahead. I spat out her toes,
swirling , trying to lick back the saltiness I'd missed.

"Not now. I don't want you to have a baby yet. I want you to maintain this perfect figure so
Yu Xing can properly ravish you..."

"Hmph... you pervert, always thinking about someone else playing with your wife. Just wait until he moves in with us, then I'll deal with
you..." My wife said coquettishly, her seductive teasing tinged with a serious intent.

"Pull your clothes up, let me see what kind of underwear Yu Xing bought for you." I suddenly remembered that
I could only peek at my wife's breasts outside, but now I wanted to see what Yu Xing's taste was like.

My wife remained silent, blushing, only giving me a glare that seemed to accuse me of being a lecher. Then, she gently
pulled down the straps of her bra, the two slender straps sliding down her smooth shoulders until the entire dress
bunched up at her waist. At that moment, I finally got a glimpse of this alluring lingerie.

Just as I had gleaned from her earlier observations, the bra was a long, thin, pink triangle,
secured by two straps, one around her neck and the other knotted at her back. The bra was made of sheer fabric,
completely transparent, without any extra patterns, covering her C-cup breasts. A slit ran down the center of the bra from the straps
to the bottom, playfully revealing her pink nipples. No wonder I
had been able to see her two prominent, slightly reddish nipples through the thin fabric of her dress.

"Does it look good...?"

"It looks good, it looks good. Yu Xing has great taste. It's totally my type... Hehe,
will you wear this every day from now on?"

"If he asks me to wear it, then I'll wear it... After all, he's my husband..."

"What if I ask you to wear it? Will you wear it or not...?"

"Hmm... If he says I can wear it, then I'll wear it for you. If he says no, then I'll only wear it for him..." I don't know if
my wife said this to deliberately annoy me or what, but a sour feeling welled up in my heart again.

"Oh, so you don't care about love anymore after having sex..." I pounced on her and pinched her nipples hard,
then pulled them outwards, twisting them as I pulled, making the nipples and areolas twist into a small braid.

"Ah...it hurts, husband, have mercy...hehe, ah! You're going to tear my nipples off...be
gentle..."

"Then tell me, do you want to wear it for me in the future?"

"I'll wear it...no violence..."

"What if he asks you to wear something very revealing to go shopping?"

"I don't know...but, maybe not now, I still can't accept it. At home,
I can let you do whatever you want, but it feels creepy to be seen by a bunch of strangers outside...and what
if someone I know sees me? How can I live with myself then...but, just thinking about being seen naked by a bunch of strangers makes
me wet down there...don't say anymore...you're so annoying..." I reached out and touched it, and sure enough, it was
sticky . But I've already consumed a lot of my wife's cum today, absorbing too much salt, so I plan to
stop here for today. Besides, I need to contact Yuxing and explain the situation to him. Most importantly,
I need to tell him to apologize to his wife properly, give her a way out, and then prepare to move.

I urged my wife to take a shower, then went back to my study and turned on my computer. Yu Xing was already online
. He hadn't called me; he just waited for me to come online. That guy is pretty smart.

As soon as I logged on, Yu Xing couldn't wait any longer and messaged me: "Hey bro, how's it going
?"

"Was it fun?"

"Fun my ass! Tell me, how's Rou Rou?" *Sigh*—I sighed: "
Brother, you're way too damn impatient. Dressing her up like that and going out like that, aren't you just asking for trouble?"

"What do you know… I just wanted to take a gamble, to let your wife experience the feeling of exposure. If she
doesn't react to this feeling, then we'll have to revise our training plan."

"Oh? So you won the gamble."

"Huh?"

"Hehe, brother, that slap was well worth it. Rou Rou said that if you're sincere
and patient tomorrow, and kowtow and apologize dozens of times, she'll forgive you."

"Okay! I'll pay her a visit tomorrow!"

"I haven't finished yet. She seems to have a very positive reaction to this kind of exposure... After she came back, she dragged me to the living
room and we did it together. Her crotch was completely wet! It was dripping down. Looks like there's a lot of
hope for her training..."

"Phew. Really?... Okay. That's great."

"Also, you'd better get ready to move in tomorrow. Rou Rou said she wants you to move into our house. It seems my dick
won't be able to satisfy her big appetite. I'll have to trouble you, brother, to be my dick from now on and help me properly
fuck my wife's cunt."

"No problem! I'll be your dog in my next life!" Yu Xing paused, then continued, "Brother, be my
dog in this life! I guarantee you'll have a great time!" My head throbbed again. "Okay... I'll be your dog once you move into my house
! You can play with my women however you want! Do whatever you want with them!" That night, I talked with Yu Xing until
very late . I explained to him a lot about how I could conquer my wife tomorrow. After all
, I've spent more time with Rou Rou and know her better. Yu Xing is only good at satisfying Rou Rou's sexual needs
, but when it comes to love, I'm the one who's better.

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