Live stream of licking my cousin's wife

I'm a freshman at Kyoto University. My year here has given me a profound understanding of the true meaning of "living in Kyoto is not easy." This phrase refers not only to life itself, but more importantly, to a state of mind—a state of being that embodies the millennia-old historical heritage of this great nation and the aspirations of its billions of citizens.

This year of university life has shown me what it means to prioritize money above all else, what true national elites are like, and, most importantly, it has given me a deep understanding of my peers who, in this fast-paced and restless era, remain true to

themselves and strive towards their dreams. Therefore, I am content. I have shattered the unrealistic, lofty ideals I felt when I entered university, and I will no longer strive relentlessly for goals that are absolutely unattainable, or even delusional. I know that getting into Kyoto University is the pinnacle and the end of my life. What I need to do next is complete my studies, find a stable job, settle into the life of an ordinary office worker, and live the life I am destined to lead. If I have any dreams left, it's to build enough family wealth for my children, so they can have a higher starting point and reach higher platforms in their life's struggles. Like me, a country bumpkin student from the countryside, who, thanks to my parents' hard work, was admitted to Kyoto University, completely changing my life and no longer having to toil in the barren land like my parents. My freshman year

report card was terrible; I barely passed any courses. Given my initial ranking of the top 100, I was definitely falling behind. This was the true reflection of my emotional turmoil during my freshman year. I wasn't sad. Amidst the pity and sympathy of my teachers and classmates, I silently packed my bags and moved in with my uncle who lived in Kyoto. I planned to stay in Kyoto to work during the summer vacation and had already found a place. I wanted to use those two months to completely calm myself down, clear my head, and properly complete my studies and live my life well.

There's an old saying: even emperors have three poor relatives. I must be one of those poor relatives. I didn't know how my uncle's family ended up in Kyoto, and I didn't understand why my family was living in the countryside. Having nearly achieved enlightenment, I, who had vowed to never have any contact with my uncle's family even if it meant starving to death when I was admitted to Kyoto University, now calmly reflect on my past stubbornness and arrogance. Everyone has their own destiny, which might sound too causal, so let's say everyone has their own way of living, a way of living that requires effort. The

reason I chose to stay with my uncle was because I loved the old courtyard houses of Kyoto. Towards the end of my first year of university, having gradually come to this realization, I decided to find something I enjoyed to do, to divert my negative emotions and adjust my mindset. So, I, who had always rejected live streaming—a new form of entertainment in this era of rapid economic and technological development—tried to try researching old courtyard houses in Kyoto through live streaming.

The effect was obvious; I truly fell in love with the old courtyard houses, and even more so with the way I researched them through live streaming. However, my approach—using the latest and most dazzling technological advancements to engage in old-fashioned academic pursuits—was naturally met with ridicule, contempt, and insults, and no one paid attention. Only a few like-minded players gradually became true friends.

When I first moved into my uncle's house, I found that although my uncle and aunt were cautiously warm, they didn't seem to have completely severed their blood ties, which made me happy. If they had shown even the slightest hint of that, I would have turned around and left, never to be in contact again, and I wouldn't even recognize them if we met on the street.

However, my uncle's only son, my cousin, and his fiancée, my cousin's wife, weren't so polite. Or rather, their first question upon meeting me was, "When are you leaving?"

Well, this typical mindset of a second-generation Kyoto resident is understandable and can be ignored.

So I stayed in the west wing, directly opposite my cousin and his wife's east wing, and also the furthest away.

In the following days, I worked hard, and after work, I continued to immerse myself in studying this real old courtyard house. To be honest, my study wasn't real research; it was purely out of interest. After my uncle's family realized my true purpose for staying there, they stopped paying attention to me and focused on preparing for my cousin and his wife's wedding. I was explicitly told that I didn't need any help.

Okay, so I'm really into this... I really love it!

Watching my uncle's family meticulously decorate the old courtyard house every day, adding a touch of modern life to its heavy, old historical traces, I feel a sense of comfort, as if I'm experiencing the pulse of the times.

That evening, after work, I turned on my video as usual and started my live stream. My only companions were a few like-minded, lonely fans. Around eleven o'clock, I was about to go to sleep when I suddenly heard a commotion outside and immediately went to see what was going on. It turned out my cousin and his wife had gone out to a party with friends and gotten completely drunk. They were brought home so drunk they couldn't walk. My uncle and aunt were on night shift and wouldn't be back until the early hours. So, I reluctantly took the drunken couple to their bridal chamber, which was the east wing opposite mine.

Back in my room, I complained to my friends still in the live stream that thankfully they had finished throwing up, otherwise I would have had to clean them up. Even so, I was covered in the smell of alcohol and had to take another shower. Instantly, the viewers in the live stream turned into horny guys, demanding I live stream myself showering. Two of the girls—true intellectual beauties—joined in the commotion, wanting to see if my figure was as good as their boyfriends'.

I immediately backed down, turning the camera away, determined not to follow the crowd and blend in!

Amid their vehement protests, I quickly took a shower and prepared to say goodnight to my still-howling friends. Suddenly, I heard the door open, and my cousin-in-law walked in. And what's more, she was only wearing a thin, transparent, sexy pink gauze dress.

"Awooo!" The live stream erupted in screams, loudly praising my preparation for a real live stream for them.

I was stunned! I rushed forward to stop her, but my cousin-in-law, unsteady on her feet, shoved me aside, mumbling something under her breath, then went straight to the bed and plopped down.

The viewers in the live stream immediately urged me on, "Go for it! Go for it! At a time like this, you're not a real man if you don't take advantage of this free lunch!" Especially those two bookish beauties, who went even further, saying that if I gave them a real live stream, they would give me a real live stream alone! Instantly, the live stream room turned into a wolf den, filled with heart-wrenching howls!

I had to patiently explain, extremely embarrassed, that this was my cousin's wife, the soon-to-be cousin's wife who was about to marry my cousin. As soon as I said that, the live stream room fell silent.

My cousin's wife! If this happened, it would be real incest!

This kind of thing is really... really too exciting!

However, everyone, including myself, only thought about it. Morality and ethics, though invisible and intangible, truly exist in everyone's lives.

So, under the watchful eyes of my viewers, who were still like hungry wolves, I carefully, like a thief, tiptoed to the bedside, reached out to push her away, and immediately remembered the old saying that men and women should not touch each other. I picked up a magazine, rolled it up, and poked my cousin's wife.

"Sister-in-law, wake up! You've come to the wrong house! Sister-in-law, wake up! You've come to the wrong house!" My sister-in-law was too drunk. When I nudged her, she immediately snapped impatiently, "Useless! Don't touch me! You've embarrassed me today! Those are my best friends of over ten years! You...you actually made me lose to them! I'll be laughed at by them for the rest of my life! Those bitches will definitely spread the word about what happened today. How can I face anyone then? It's so embarrassing! You useless piece of trash!" From her broken, drunken rant, I learned the reason for what had happened.

It turned out that my sister-in-law had invited her best friends of over ten years to a dinner party to celebrate her upcoming wedding. Each of them brought their spouses, fiancés, and boyfriends. Because of their close relationship, they talked about everything, and everyone drank until they were completely drunk. Finally, one of my sister-in-law's best friends brought up comparing whether their men were real men. Of course, they didn't actually engage in group sex like Westerners, although they all secretly longed for it. However, coming up with some special tricks is no big deal for these modern women who are drunk and have lost their minds.

So, after a careful yet chaotic debate, the women devised a plan. Men conquer women with their erect penises, but that's not real skill. True skill lies in conquering women with the softest part of a man's body.

But where is the softest part? The answer was clear: the tongue!

So, the intoxicated women boldly announced that they would put their men to a real test in front of their girlfriends. The test would be this: the man would use his tongue to lick his woman until she urinated in the shortest time possible. The woman who lost would have to masturbate her man until he ejaculated right there in front of them.

This test, indeed stimulating, erotic, and ethically acceptable, was immediately agreed upon.

To prevent cheating, everyone urinated before the test began.

Then, in the dimly lit private room, all the women lay on the sofa, raising their legs high; all the men knelt before the sofa, burying their heads between the women's legs. Wearing a skirt is the most convenient; you can simply take off your underwear and hang it at the back of your legs. With pants, you can cover your lower abdomen with a jacket. The result is that everyone knows what the other is doing, everyone can see what the other is doing, but no one can truly see what the other is doing!

It's so erotic!

So exciting!

So, all the men went crazy, and all the women screamed!

However, for my cousin's wife, the process was extremely wonderful, but the result was extremely unsatisfactory.

After at least half an hour of tongue tests, all her girlfriends had been licked until they and their men were covered in urine, except for her.

Loser has to pay the price! So, under my cousin's wife's angry glare, my cousin took off his pants and started having his fiancée masturbate him. At this point, everyone started watching. For a woman to be naked in public is shameless and promiscuous; but for a man to expose his penis in public is nothing to worry about.

As a result, my cousin, filled with guilt and humiliation, actually ejaculated in less than three minutes! He was mocked by my cousin's wife's girlfriends as a real quick-draw man, and they even asked my cousin's wife if she was really easily satisfied?

Of course, these were private words spoken by a few women together, but to my cousin's wife, they were nothing short of an humiliation!

So, after returning from her drunken stupor, she kept muttering about wanting to avenge herself and find another chance to compete! After a brief period of confusion, she regained some consciousness, immediately got up to urinate, and then returned to have my cousin practice his tongue.

Finally, amidst her cursing, she grabbed my arm, demanding that I start licking her right now; if I didn't make her urinate tonight, I wouldn't be able to sleep!

"Pfft!" Hearing this, all the friends in the live stream who had maintained their wolfish personas burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha!" "Hehehehe!" Instantly, they erupted in all sorts of wild laughter—gloating, loudly encouraging, sarcastic—a variety of kinds.

Well! How did something so tense—a situation where someone might be misunderstood as having sexually assaulted their cousin's wife—turn into such a hilarious live stream?

"Go away! Go to hell! I'm on edge here, and you're just making things worse!" I yelled angrily, but those guys only cheered even louder!

Ignoring these troublemakers, I prepared to forcibly carry my cousin's wife back to her bridal chamber. If my cousin woke up, or my aunt and uncle came back from their night shift and saw this, no one would think she was drunk and had wandered into the wrong room; they'd think I was trying to drug and rape her.

But when I forcibly pulled her up, she screamed wildly, "You piece of trash! If you don't listen to me, I'll go to the street and tell everyone you're a piece of trash!" Damn it! My cousin's wife had turned into a shrew, ready to wreak havoc!

This was terrible! If the neighbors got involved, I'd be in deep trouble, and even a prison sentence would be the least of my worries.

At this point, the viewers in the live stream were also furious! They shouted, "That bitch! Let her wreak havoc! We recorded everything, we have video evidence! Let her wreak havoc!"

Hearing this, I was completely relieved and gave these friends a big thumbs up. They really are friends; they're so thoughtful! But I forgot that the guy's initial intention in recording this was purely to find something on me, or to keep it for his own amusement!

Even so, without legal or moral risks, if this got out, my cousin's wife's reputation, and my uncle's family's reputation, would be completely ruined.

So I started to comfort her, but my cousin's wife was stubborn and wouldn't listen. She said, "Before we got married, you could enjoy me once a month. From now on, don't touch me before we get married, and even after we're married, if you want to touch me, you have to make me feel good with your tongue first! I'm going to find a chance to get my revenge!

" Well, this woman's stubbornness had reached a frenzied state.

Seeing that I couldn't appease her, a unified chorus of encouragement came from the live stream: "Just lick it! What are you afraid of! Licking someone who's offered themselves is fine too!" What? You've never even licked a woman before? No, have you never even touched a woman before?

Immediately, a debate erupted in the live stream about whether I was a virgin.

Goodness, this thread has completely veered off course!

Finally, after two beautiful women analyzed the situation from a woman's perspective, they concluded that a woman driven to madness would never stop if she didn't get her way, and I had no choice but to lick her. Only then did I reluctantly agree, feigning reluctance but inwardly overjoyed.

So, I prepared to turn off the video, deciding to find a way to appease my cousin-in-law and send her back to the bridal chamber. Really lick her? I didn't have the guts!

But the viewers in the live stream suddenly turned into hungry wolves, threatening and coercing me not to turn it off, insisting on streaming the whole thing, or they would upload the video online!

Damn! Damn, ruthless! Even though I knew they wouldn't, it showed their determination to watch live.

Okay! So, really lick her?

But I really am still a virgin!

Inwardly wailing, outwardly coy, I adjusted the camera, pointing it at the bed so they could all see it, but actually couldn't see what was going on.

Wait! I can't just lick her like this for nothing!

Suddenly, the two girls screamed in unison! I jumped in fright! My recently erect penis instantly went limp.

This is just licking for free, right? Why can't we just lick like this? My friends and I in the live stream were completely baffled!

You stinky men! This is a live stream! The kind of live stream you stinky men love to watch! You guys deserve to be virgins forever! You're only thinking about your own visual and verbal pleasure, have you forgotten we're live streaming?! This is the best way to make money!

Yeah! We can live stream my cousin licking my cousin's wife until he pisses!

Immediately, everyone in the live stream unanimously ordered me to stop. They needed to promote it immediately, make the live stream a hit, and make a fortune.

So, to my astonishment, the two beautiful hosts instructed me to cover up everything the video showed, making sure no one could connect the images to my real life. They also told me to cover up my cousin's wife's face and any marked areas on her body, and I put on makeup myself. Then, they divided the work: promoting the event, recruiting people, and contacting live streaming platforms for strong recommendations.

Just half an hour later, as soon as I was ready, countless people flooded into the live stream room like a whirlwind!

Wow! Live stream of cousin's wife being drugged and raped! Real incest! So exciting, I love it!

Hehe! Live stream of cousin's wife getting drunk and accidentally entering cousin's room, offering herself to him! This is worth watching!

Hehe! Live stream of cousin's wife seducing cousin to practice her orgasm techniques! This is so shameful!

...

As always, more and more people were drawn in by various clickbait titles, eventually reaching full capacity and causing countless people to be unable to join.

At this point, under the direction of two beautiful women acting as guest hosts, I began my live stream of praising my cousin's wife.

I'm a freshman at university in Kyoto. My year in Kyoto has given me a full understanding of the true meaning of "living in the capital is not easy." This phrase refers not only to life but also to a state of mind, a state of mind that embodies the thousands of years of historical heritage of this great nation and the aspirations of its billions of citizens today.

My year of university life has shown me what it means to be all about money, what true national elites are, and more importantly, it has given me a profound understanding of my peers who, in this restless and rapidly developing era, hold fast to their principles and strive towards their dreams.

So I am content, having completely shattered the unrealistic, lofty ideals that I was burdened with when I entered university, and no longer wanting to struggle with goals that are absolutely unattainable in my life, or even just delusions. I know that getting into Kyoto University is the pinnacle and the end of my life. What I need to do next is complete my studies, find a stable job, and settle down as an ordinary office worker, content with the life I'm destined to lead. If I have any dreams left, it's to build enough family wealth for my children, so they can have a higher starting point and reach higher platforms in my life's struggles. Like me, a country bumpkin student, I was able to get into Kyoto University thanks to my parents' hard work, completely changing my life and avoiding a lifetime of toiling in the fields like them. My

first-year grades were terrible; I barely passed any courses. Given my initial ranking of over 100, I was definitely falling behind. This was the true reflection of my emotional turmoil during my first year. I wasn't sad. Amidst the pity and sympathy of my teachers and classmates, I silently packed my bags and moved in with my uncle who lived in Kyoto. I planned to stay in Kyoto to work during the summer and had already found a place. I want to use these two months of summer vacation to completely calm myself down, clear my head, and focus on completing my studies and living my life to the fullest.

There's an old saying: even the emperor has three poor relatives. I must be one of those poor relatives. I don't know how my uncle's family ended up settling in Kyoto, nor do I know why my family is living in the countryside. Having almost achieved enlightenment, I, who once vowed to starve to death and never have any contact with my uncle's family when I was admitted to Kyoto University, now calmly reflect on my past stubbornness and arrogance. Everyone has their own destiny, but that might sound too causal. Let's say everyone has their own way of living, and that way requires effort.

The reason I chose to stay with my uncle is because I love the old courtyard houses in Kyoto. As my first year of university draws to a close, having gradually come to my senses, I decided to find something I enjoy to do, to shift my negative emotions, and to adjust my mindset. So, instead of rejecting live streaming—a new form of entertainment in this era of rapid economic and technological development—I tried using live streaming to research the old courtyard houses of Kyoto.

The results were obvious; I truly fell in love with the old courtyard houses, and even more so with the way I researched them through live streaming. However, someone like me, using the latest and most cutting-edge technology to engage in such an old-fashioned approach, was naturally ridiculed, scorned, and ignored. Only a few like-minded players gradually became true friends.

When I first moved into my uncle's house, I found that while my uncle and aunt were cautiously warm, they didn't seem to have completely severed their blood ties, which made me happy. If they had shown even the slightest hint of that, I would have turned and left, never contacting them again, and never recognizing them on the street.

However, my uncle's only son, my cousin, and his fiancée, my cousin's wife, weren't so polite. Or rather, their first question upon meeting me was, "When are you leaving?"

Well, this typical mindset of a second-generation Kyoto resident is understandable and can be ignored.

So I stayed in the west wing, directly opposite my cousin and his wife's east wing, and also the furthest away.

In the days that followed, I worked hard, and after work, I continued my immersive research into this real old courtyard house. To be honest, my "research" wasn't really research; it was purely out of interest. After my uncle's family realized my true purpose for staying there, they stopped paying attention to me and focused on preparing for my cousin and his wife's wedding. I was explicitly told I didn't need any help.

Okay, so clear-cut, I... I really love it!

Watching the old courtyard house, meticulously decorated by my uncle's family each day, adding a touch of modernity to its heavy, old historical traces, I felt a pleasant sense of connection to the times.

That evening, after work, I turned on my video as usual and started my live stream. My only companions were a few like-minded, lonely cats. Around eleven o'clock, as I was preparing to go to sleep, I suddenly heard a commotion outside and immediately went to see what was going on. It turned out my cousin and his wife had gone out to a party with friends and gotten completely drunk. They were brought home too drunk to walk, and since my uncle and aunt were on night shift, they wouldn't be back until the early hours of the morning. So, I reluctantly tossed the drunken, soon-to-be-married couple into their bridal chamber, the east wing across from mine.

Back in my room, I complained to my friends still in the livestream room that thankfully they'd finished throwing up, otherwise I'd have to clean them up. Even so, I reeked of alcohol and needed another shower. Suddenly, my friends in the livestream room turned into horny guys, demanding I livestream my shower. Two of the girls—true intellectual beauties—joined in the commotion, wanting to see if my figure was as good as their boyfriends'.

I immediately backed down, turning the camera away, determined not to follow the crowd and blend in!

Amid their vehement protests, I quickly showered and prepared to say goodnight to my still-howling friends. Suddenly, I heard the door open, and my cousin-in-law walked in. And she was wearing only a thin, transparent, sexy pink blouse.

"Awooo!" The livestream room erupted in screams, loudly praising my impending livestream.

I was stunned! I rushed forward to stop her, but my cousin's wife, her steps unsteady, shoved me aside, muttering something incoherently. She then went straight to the bed and plopped down on it.

My friends in the live stream immediately started urging me on: "Go for it! Go for it!" At a time like this, you're not a real man if you don't take advantage of such a tempting offer! Especially those two bookish beauties, who went even further, saying that if I gave them a real live stream, they would give me a private one! Instantly, the live stream turned into a den of wolves, filled with heart-wrenching howls!

I had to explain, extremely awkwardly, that this was my cousin's wife, the soon-to-be wife of my cousin. Upon hearing this, the live stream fell silent.

My cousin's wife! If I went for it, it would be real incest!

This kind of thing is...it's just too exciting!

However, everyone, including myself, only thought about it. Morality and ethics, though invisible and intangible, truly exist in everyone's lives, in everyone's very being.

So, under the watchful eyes of my friends, still lurking like hungry wolves, I cautiously and stealthily approached the bedside. Just as I reached out to push her away, I remembered the old saying about men and women not touching each other. I grabbed a magazine, rolled it up, and poked my cousin-in-law.

"Cousin-in-law, wake up! You've come to the wrong room! Cousin-in-law, wake up! You've come to the wrong room!" But my cousin-in-law was too drunk. When I poked her, she immediately cursed impatiently, "Useless! Don't touch me! You've embarrassed me today! That's my best friend of over ten years! You…you actually made me lose to them! I'll be laughed at by them for the rest of my life! Those bitches will definitely spread the word about what happened today. How can I face anyone then? It's so embarrassing! You useless piece of trash!" From my cousin-in-law's intermittent, drunken rants, I learned the reason for what had happened.

It turned out that my cousin's wife had invited her best friends of over ten years to a dinner party to celebrate her upcoming wedding. Each of them brought their spouses, fiancés, and boyfriends. Because of their close relationship, they talked about everything, and the group drank until they were completely drunk. Finally, one of my cousin's wife's best friends brought up comparing whether their men were real men. Of course, they weren't going to engage in group sex like the Westerners, although they all secretly longed for it. But coming up with something special was a stretch for these modern women who were drunk and out of their minds.

So, after a careful but chaotic debate, the women came up with a plan. Men conquer women with their erect penises, but that's not real skill. The real skill is to make men conquer women with their most vulnerable parts.

But where is a man's most vulnerable part? The answer was clear: the tongue!

So, a few intoxicated women arrogantly announced that they would put their men to a real test in front of their girlfriends. The test was this: the men had to use their tongues to lick their women until they urinated in the shortest amount of time. The losing woman would have to masturbate her man until he ejaculated right there in front of them.

This test was indeed stimulating, erotic, and ethically acceptable, and it immediately gained unanimous approval.

To prevent cheating, everyone took a urination before the test began.

So, in the dimly lit private room, all the women lay on the sofa, raising their legs high; all the men knelt down in front of the sofa, burying their heads between the women's legs. Wearing a skirt was the easiest; they could simply take off their underwear and hang it on their knees. Wearing pants, they used their jackets to cover their lower abdomens. The result was that everyone knew what the others were doing, everyone could see what the others were doing, but no one could truly see what the others were doing!

It was so erotic!

It was so exciting!

So, all the men went wild, and all the women screamed!

However, for the cousin-in-law, the process was extremely wonderful, but the result was extremely unsatisfactory.

After at least half an hour of tongue tests, all the girlfriends had been licked until they and their men were covered in urine, except for her.

The loser had to pay the price! So, under her sister-in-law's angry glare, her brother pulled down his pants and started having his fiancée masturbate him. At this point, everyone started watching. For a woman to be naked in public is shameless and promiscuous; but for a man to expose his penis in public is nothing to worry about.

As a result, her brother, filled with guilt and humiliation, ejaculated in less than three minutes! His sister-in-law's girlfriends mocked him as a real quick-draw man, even asking if she was really easily satisfied.

Of course, these were private conversations among the women, but for her, it was an utter disgrace!

So, returning from her drunken stupor, her sister-in-law kept muttering about wanting revenge and determined to find another chance to compete! So, after a while, she regained some of her senses, immediately got up to urinate, and then came back to let her brother start exercising his tongue.

Finally, amidst her cursing, my cousin-in-law grabbed my arm, demanding I start licking her right now. She threatened that if I didn't make her piss tonight, she wouldn't sleep!

"Pfft!" Hearing this, the viewers in the livestream, who had been maintaining their wolfish personas, burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha!" "Hehehehe!" A wave of schadenfreude, loud encouragement, and sarcastic jeers erupted.

Good grief! What was supposed to be an extremely tense situation where I was likely to be misunderstood as having sexually assaulted my cousin-in-law had turned into such a hilarious livestream!

"Go away! You all go to hell! I'm so nervous here, and you're just making things worse!" I snapped angrily, but they only cheered even more enthusiastically!

Ignoring these people who seemed to enjoy the drama, I prepared to forcibly carry my cousin-in-law back to her bridal chamber. If my cousin woke up later, or my uncle and aunt came back from their night shift and saw this, no one would think my cousin-in-law was drunk and had wandered into the wrong room; they would think I was drugging and raping her while she was drunk.

But when I forcibly pulled my cousin-in-law up, she suddenly yelled wildly, "You good-for-nothing! If you don't listen to me, I'll go to the street and tell everyone you're a piece of trash!" Damn it! My cousin-in-law had turned into a shrew, ready to start a tirade!

This was terrible! If the neighbors got involved, I'd be in deep trouble, and even a prison sentence would be the least of my worries.

At this point, my friends in the live stream were also furious! They shouted, "That bitch! Let her go and yell! We recorded what happened, we have video evidence! Let her yell!"

Hearing this, I immediately felt completely relieved and gave my friends a thumbs up. They were truly thoughtful! But I forgot that their initial intention in recording this was purely to find something on me, or to amuse themselves!

Even so, without legal or moral risks, if this really got out, my cousin-in-law's reputation, and my uncle's family's reputation, would be completely ruined.

So I tried to comfort her, but she was stubborn and refused to comply. She said, "Before we got married, you could enjoy me once a month. From now on, don't touch me before we get married, and even after we get married, if you want to touch me, you'll have to make me feel good with your tongue first! I'm going to find a chance to get my revenge!

" Well, this woman's stubbornness had gone to a frenzy.

Seeing that I couldn't appease my cousin-in-law, a unified chorus of encouragement erupted in the live stream: "Just lick it! What are you afraid of! Licking someone who's offered themselves is pointless!" "What? You've never licked a woman before? No, have you never even touched a woman?"

Suddenly, a debate about whether I was a virgin began in the live stream.

Well, this discussion has gone completely off-topic!

Finally, after two beautiful women analyzed the situation from a woman's perspective, they concluded that if this crazed woman didn't comply with her demands, it would never end, and I had no choice but to lick her. Only then did I reluctantly agree, outwardly unwilling but inwardly overjoyed.

So, I prepared to turn off the video and decided to find a way to appease my cousin-in-law before sending her back to the bridal chamber. Really lick her? I don't have the guts!

But the friends in the live stream suddenly turned into hungry wolves, threatening and coercing me not to turn it off, insisting on watching the whole thing live, or they would upload the video online and publish it!

Damn! Damn, ruthless! Even though I knew they wouldn't, it showed their determination to watch the live stream.

Okay! So, I'll really lick it?

I'm still a virgin!

I cried out inwardly, but pretended to be coy on the outside, adjusting the camera to point it at the bed, so they could all see it, but actually couldn't see what was going on.

Wait! I can't just lick it for free!

Suddenly, the two girls screamed in unison! I jumped in fright! My erection immediately went soft.

This is licking for free, isn't it? Why can't I lick it for free? My friends in the live stream and I were all confused!

You stinky men! This is a live stream! The kind of live stream you stinky men love to watch! You guys deserve to be virgins to death! You only care about your own eye and mouth pleasure, have you forgotten that we are live streaming right now! This is the best way to make money!

Yes! We can livestream my cousin licking my cousin's wife until he pees!

Immediately, everyone in the livestream room unanimously ordered me to hold off. They needed to promote it immediately to make the livestream a huge hit and make a fortune.

So, to my astonishment, the two beautiful hosts instructed me to cover up everything the video would show, ensuring no one could connect the images to my real life. They also told me to cover up my cousin's wife's face and any markings on her body, and I put on makeup myself. Then, they divided the work: promoting it, calling on people, and contacting livestream platforms for strong recommendations.

About half an hour later, just as I was getting ready, countless people flooded into the live stream room like a whirlwind!

Wow! Live stream of my cousin's wife being drugged and raped! Real incest! So exciting, I love it!

Hehe! Live stream of my cousin's wife getting drunk and accidentally entering my cousin's room, offering herself to me! This is worth watching!

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In short, more and more people were attracted by all sorts of clickbait titles, and eventually the room filled up, causing countless people to be unable to join.

At this point, under the direction of two beautiful women acting as guest hosts, I began live streaming myself licking my cousin's wife.

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