My wife, Hongjuan, is a vixen.

I sat on the sofa, the clock ticking away. Each tick felt like
a blow to my heart, making me grip my phone tighter and tighter, almost deforming it in my hand.

My mind raced through the memories of the past five years with Hongjuan. Her tenderness flashed before
my eyes. She would never have betrayed me like this before, yet now she was indeed in
another man's bed, without my knowledge. How could I not be furious?

My anger was mixed with excitement, but I couldn't understand why my wife had changed. Remembering
her "I came" during our earlier phone call, I was instantly aroused again. This
lust fueled by anger made my heart race. At that moment, I desperately wanted to know
why Hongjuan had betrayed me.

As dinnertime approached, there was finally a sound at the front door. Hongjuan unlocked it from the outside, and
I immediately jumped up from the sofa and rushed to the door. Seeing Hongjuan's appearance, all
my questions were swallowed back. I just stared at her silently, unsure how to begin.

Hongjuan was still wearing that tight-fitting dress she'd worn earlier, her breasts and nipples prominently displayed.
She still wasn't wearing a bra, and her two obvious mounds stood erect, the afterglow of her previous sexual activity
still lingering.

When I rushed over, Hongjuan was changing her shoes. Seeing me, she slightly raised her head, but like a child
caught doing something wrong , she quickly lowered it again, pretending to be adjusting her shoes, not daring to look at me again.

The moment Hongjuan looked up, I saw the flush on her face—the kind of flush that only
appears after strenuous exercise. When she lowered her head, I noticed her
hair at the nape of her neck was soaked with sweat, still damp. It was clear
how intense her encounter with Huang Zhiqiang had been, extinguishing any remaining illusions I had.

After changing her shoes, Hongjuan bent slightly, trying to slip past me, but I wasn't about to
let her go. I gave a soft snort and confronted her directly, saying, "Hongjuan, where did you go this afternoon?"

Hearing my question, Hongjuan trembled violently and stood frozen in place. I hadn't seen clearly
before , but now, standing before her, I noticed
two damp welts on her nipples, and from the pressure of changing her shoes, these welts seemed to be getting bigger.

Hongjuan seemed to be plotting how to deceive me. After several seconds, she
stammered , "This...this afternoon, something happened at school, so I went...went to school!"

I sneered, took a step back, sat down in my chair, crossed my legs, and asked in
a disdainful tone, "That doesn't seem right. I saw you at the vegetable stall this afternoon."

Hearing me mention the vegetable stall, Hongjuan's expression became increasingly tense. Without thinking, she answered again:
"Oh, really? I just went to Huang Zhiqiang's to buy some groceries to take to the teachers at school. What's wrong,
honey?"

Hongjuan's "honey" was incredibly seductive, clearly a sign of her guilty conscience, trying to fool me .
Although her voice made my heart flutter, I hardened my heart, darkened my face, and
continued to ask sternly, "Did I say I went to Huang Zhiqiang's to see you? You're still trying to deny it."

Hongjuan panicked this time; her body began to tremble violently, but she still wouldn't back down, continuing to argue
, "Do I need to report to you where I go? I just went to school this afternoon, so what!"

As she spoke, Hongjuan turned to disappear into the bedroom, but I wasn't going to let her off so easily. I
took out my
phone the volume, and Hongjuan's voice came through the speakerphone.

"Ah...ah...Zhiqiang, be gentle...be gentle!" The voice was melodious and pleasant,
filled with excitement yet tinged with shyness, as if it were a completely different person from my wife in front of me. Even
I, the person in question, was utterly bewildered by this transformation.

"How do you explain this?" I slammed my hand on the table in anger as I listened to Hongjuan's voice on the phone. The phone
bounced on the table and almost fell to the floor.

Hongjuan was completely stunned. She hadn't expected me to confront her like this. Her face changed drastically, turning
red and then white, and tears immediately welled up in her eyes. Hongjuan rushed to me, snatched the phone
, turned off the video, and then begged for forgiveness: "Husband, I... I was wrong. I
was bewitched Please don't leave me!"

Seeing Hongjuan begging for forgiveness, my anger subsided slightly, but I wasn't going to
let her off so easily. I continued, "You still have the nerve to beg for forgiveness? Look at all the things you've done.
What could have bewitched you? If you don't explain yourself today, let's just part ways amicably."

Hearing that I wanted a divorce, Hongjuan collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face like an unstoppable spring,
instantly soaking her chest. After a long while, Hongjuan finally recounted
the specific reasons why she had willingly submitted to Huang Zhiqiang.

It turned out that I had been away on a business trip for a while, and Hongjuan was home alone. She went to Huang Zhiqiang's vegetable shop to buy groceries,
but unexpectedly twisted her ankle at the entrance. She was in so much pain that she was covered in sweat, and tears streamed
down her face uncontrollably; she looked extremely pitiful.

Huang Zhiqiang, who was buying groceries at the time, happened to see this and quickly went over to help Hongjuan up. He gently
helped her into the vegetable shop. At first, Hongjuan was very reserved because of what happened last time; she didn't want
to see Huang Zhiqiang again. However, her ankle was twisted, and she couldn't move at all. Since I wasn't around, she
had no to let Huang Zhiqiang help her into the shop.

Because they were outside, Hongjuan didn't dare struggle too much. She also dared not say anything to Huang Zhiqiang,
fearing outsiders would find out about their affair. She could only let Huang Zhiqiang do as he pleased. Hongjuan said that after
Huang Zhiqiang helped her into the house, she had made up her mind that if he dared to do anything inappropriate, she would fight
to the death to prevent that scoundrel from taking advantage of her again.

But to Hongjuan's surprise, Huang Zhiqiang was very well-behaved this time. After helping Hongjuan sit down, he
immediately from her body, without making any unnecessary movements. This behavior made Hongjuan slightly...
She lowered her guard slightly.

Huang Zhiqiang took out some safflower oil, waved it in front of Hongjuan, and said, "You sprained your ankle. You
should put some safflower oil on it. When I was injured in the army, I used this, and it healed quickly."

Hongjuan didn't want Huang Zhiqiang to touch her body anymore, so she just shook her head and said, "Never mind...
never mind , I'll rest for a bit. I'll go back when it doesn't hurt too much."

But Huang Zhiqiang pretended to be shy and said with a smile, "How can that be? I have a lot
of experience treating this. In the past, if I was lazy and didn't treat my injury, it would swell up the next day, and I wouldn't be able to walk for three to five days.
Even worse, I had a comrade who was lazy and didn't treat it, and he was left with sequelae. He can't walk very
well normally."

Huang Zhiqiang's half-truth and half-lie really frightened Hongjuan. She began to hesitate and
couldn't tell how much of Huang Zhiqiang's words were true.

Seeing that he had truly fooled Hongjuan, Huang Zhiqiang, without a word, stepped forward and lifted Hongjuan's
sprained ankle. He pulled over a small stool, sat down, placed Hongjuan's ankle on his lap, and
began applying medicine.

Hongjuan tried to resist, but her calf was held firmly in Huang Zhiqiang's hand, and even the slightest movement of her foot
caused excruciating pain, making her afraid to resist any longer. Feeling Huang Zhiqiang massaging her ankle,
Hongjuan's entire body stiffened, feeling extremely awkward and uncomfortable.

However, this time Huang Zhiqiang was very attentive, not taking advantage of Hongjuan in any way. After applying some safflower oil to the
injured area, he began to massage it continuously, showing great care.

Gradually, Hongjuan's guard completely lowered. She could feel that Huang Zhiqiang was
indeed skilled at treating sprains. He massaged her ankle with varying pressure, sending waves of warmth through
her, even giving her a sweet feeling. I had never
done deeply moved her.

Hearing this, I felt a surge of emotion. I felt ashamed; I
hadn't done these things for Hongjuan, but that wasn't an excuse for her to seek out other men.

Hongjuan continued, recounting what happened between them. After treating her sprain, Huang Zhiqiang
didn't take advantage of her at all. He didn't even glance at her with his usual lecherous eyes.
This immediately changed Hongjuan's opinion of him.

During the days she was injured, Hongjuan had great difficulty going out and almost never went out to buy groceries. Unexpectedly,
Huang Zhiqiang brought all the groceries over. Seeing that Hongjuan had difficulty cooking, he offered to help with the cooking and even
did some simple housework. This deeply moved Hongjuan, and her opinion of Huang Zhiqiang completely changed;
she thought he was a good man.

However, after Huang Zhiqiang finished cooking one day, Hongjuan felt very bad and invited him to stay for dinner.
By this time, Hongjuan's foot was almost fully healed, and cooking was no problem for her. She
didn't refuse Huang Zhiqiang's invitation; instead, she dressed up specially before his arrival.

Hongjuan wore
light loose loungewear but instead wore a tight-fitting dress. Although the tight dress made her
slightly protruding belly, it accentuated her large breasts and pert buttocks.

Whether intentionally or not, Hongjuan was still not wearing anything. Her breasts, encased in a tight dress, appeared
slightly saggy but were soft and very elastic. Every movement she made caused her
breasts to bounce, almost as if they were about to burst out.

The nipples, like buttons, were clearly visible against the cotton fabric, explicitly
telling Huang Zhiqiang that she wasn't wearing anything. Huang Zhiqiang, however, showed no restraint. Since entering the room,
his gaze had barely left Hongjuan's chest, his burning eyes fixed on it, almost as if he wanted to reach out and
knead it.

Hongjuan blushed crimson under Huang Zhiqiang's fiery gaze. She shyly turned her head away,
avoiding eye contact. She coughed lightly and said to Huang Zhiqiang, "Let's eat, Zhiqiang.
Thank you for taking care of me these past few days. You even cooked this meal today; I really feel bad about it."

Huang Zhiqiang chuckled twice and reached for the chopsticks on the table, his hand accidentally
touching Hongjuan quickly withdrew her hand and gave an awkward laugh, but Huang Zhiqiang leisurely took the chopsticks and
said, "Oh, it's nothing. Actually, I should apologize to you. Although
your husband arranged what happened last time, I was a little out of my mind!"

Hearing Huang Zhiqiang mention the last incident, although he didn't explicitly say what it was, Hongjuan
immediately what he meant. Her already flushed face turned even redder,
like a ripe apple.

"Hey! Why bring that up again? I don't blame you!" Hongjuan paused, filled her
glass , pushed it towards Huang Zhiqiang, took a sip herself, and continued,
"My husband's always thinking about all sorts of nonsense. I can't help it."

Huang Zhiqiang just smiled, ignoring Hongjuan's words, and downed his drink in one gulp. As he
drank, he glanced at Hongjuan sideways, his lecherous eyes clearly saying to
everyone, "If it weren't for your husband's lewd thoughts, I wouldn't have had the chance to taste your exquisite
beauty .

" The two ate and drank casually, and after becoming slightly tipsy, Hongjuan's expression suddenly turned
melancholic. She wiped her mouth with a tissue, put her chopsticks aside, and silently watched Huang Zhiqiang pick up
food .

Huang Zhiqiang noticed Hongjuan's change in mood. He narrowed his eyes slightly and chuckled as he asked her,
"Eat up! There's still so much left. It'll be a waste if you don't eat it!"

Hongjuan didn't speak, only shook her head, and still didn't touch her chopsticks. Seeing this, Huang Zhiqiang
put down his chopsticks as well. He reached out and casually patted the back of Hongjuan's hand twice, asking, "What's wrong?
Is something on your mind? Can you tell me?"

Huang Zhiqiang didn't pull his hand away, but simply pressed it gently on the back of Hongjuan's hand, even using his hand...
His fingers gently slid across Hongjuan's skin, feeling her delicate texture.

Hongjuan showed no aversion to Huang Zhiqiang's ambiguous advances, even letting
him . After a while, she sighed softly and said, "Well,
it's not a big deal to tell you anyway, you can probably guess what it is."

Hearing this, Huang Zhiqiang became interested. Seeing that Hongjuan
didn't seem to care more eager to take advantage. He stood up from his chair, walked behind Hongjuan, and
gently placed his hands on her shoulders, giving them a couple of light squeezes. He then said softly, "If you have something on your mind,
just say it. Don't keep it bottled up inside, it's really painful."

Hongjuan began to sob softly, her face full of resentment. She put one hand on her shoulder, pressing Huang Zhiqiang down,
and sighed again, "Well, I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me, but my husband and I have been married for
five or six years. Except for the first few years of our marriage when I was still somewhat attracted to him, I've gradually found that
we're more and more distant, especially in the last two years." "I feel like I have absolutely no attraction for my husband anymore."

As she spoke, Hongjuan turned to look at Huang Zhiqiang. Seeing him listening quietly, she became increasingly explicit.
She closed her eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then continued, "These past two years, my husband has become increasingly inadequate.
He can only manage a couple of rounds before he's done. There's absolutely no pleasure to be had."

Hongjuan's voice was tinged with drunkenness, and as she spoke, she became more and more agitated, her voice growing louder and louder.
She continued, "I'm a normal woman. I need a man to satisfy me. You know, every day
when I'm teaching my students, I get incredibly wet down there, and I can't concentrate on my work at all. I thought I could
find , but every night, I'm disappointed again and again."

At some point, Huang Zhiqiang's hand had reached to Hongjuan's chest, and he grasped her
breast along her collar. Huang Zhiqiang was an experienced hand; he knew how to caress a woman. He twisted Hongjuan's nipple with two fingers,
making her already erect nipple stand even more erect.

"Oh..." A soft sound escaped Hongjuan's lips. She didn't stop Huang Zhiqiang's actions;
instead, she closed her eyes and enjoyed it. Hongjuan continued the previous topic, saying, "Zhiqiang, do you know
how I've gotten through all these years? I've always taken care of myself with my own hands. I... am I really that despicable?"

As she spoke, Hongjuan began to sob. Huang Zhiqiang stood behind Hongjuan, playing with
her breasts. His erection was already bulging, the tip pressing against Hongjuan's neck.
Hearing her sobs, Huang Zhiqiang picked Hongjuan up without a word, lifted her onto his shoulder, and hoisted
her onto his back.

"No... Sister-in-law, you're not cheap at all. I'll never let you suffer like this again. Today, I'll let you
experience the pleasure of being a woman!" With that, Huang Zhiqiang lifted Hongjuan's skirt from behind.
Sure enough , it was already wet. Huang Zhiqiang chuckled, pressing his fingers against it,
and said, "Come on, let's enjoy ourselves!"

"No, we can't do this!" Hongjuan only reacted after Huang Zhiqiang lifted her up. She kicked
wildly , but Huang Zhiqiang held her tightly, not letting her break free. In a few steps, Hongjuan was led into
the bedroom.

"Zhiqiang, we can't..." After Huang Zhiqiang placed her on the edge of the bed, Hongjuan pushed him forcefully, trying to
maintain distance between them. Although she was drunk, she hadn't completely lost her senses and still knew she couldn't
continue having relations with Huang Zhiqiang. Her resistance was quite obvious.

But before Hongjuan could finish speaking, Huang
Zhiqiang his fingers.

"Mmm..."

As Huang Zhiqiang's fingers increased their intensity, Hongjuan's moans grew softer and softer as she slowly began to respond to him
. Their tongues intertwined, becoming indistinguishable.

At this point, a blush crept onto Hongjuan's face. She glanced at me furtively and continued guiltily
, "You know what happened next, honey. I've told you everything, please don't
divorce me!"

I snorted coldly. Listening to Hongjuan's story, my erection was already rock hard. Seeing her
shy expression, I felt incredibly angry. Hongjuan had clearly fallen for Huang Zhiqiang. A huge green
hat had been placed on my head, making me feel utterly humiliated. Along with the humiliation
came excitement—the excitement of my wife being brutally violated by another man.

I ignored her and, I don't know where I got the strength from, I picked Hongjuan up in one swift motion.
Hongjuan thought I was going to hit her and struggled desperately, but I held her tightly, preventing her from moving. In a few steps
, I reached the bedroom and threw Hongjuan onto the bed.

"You still have the nerve to talk back? I'll fuck you to death today..."

"No, no, honey, I haven't showered yet. Let me shower first, then we'll do it!" Hongjuan
pleaded.

Hearing her say that only excited me more; I was rock hard, about to explode. She had just
come back from Huang Zhiqiang's place, and there were still traces of his semen on her clothes. I roared menacingly, "Don't wash it! I want to
see what you and Huang Zhiqiang did!"

With that, I ripped open Hongjuan's skirt. With a tear, the skirt was ripped in two, and
Hongjuan 's huge breasts immediately sprang out. She wasn't wearing any clothes, and her breasts trembled and swayed
. There were even some faint red hickeys clearly visible around her areolas, obviously from Huang Zhiqiang's sucking.

She still had some sense of shame and hadn't come back naked from the waist down, but there were wet patches there,
soaked with either Huang Zhiqiang's semen or her own vaginal fluids. It was more likely that she had been aroused
while recalling what she had just done, and her vagina had become aroused again.

I didn't have time to think about anything else; my penis was so hard it felt like it was about to explode. The last time
I felt this way was when I first met Hongjuan. But today, after learning that Hongjuan had been with someone else, I felt
that same urge again, which excited me immensely.

Hongjuan was still resisting, tightly clamping her legs together and repeatedly saying "no," but this
only fueled my lust. I ignored her resistance, grabbed her legs, and forcefully
spread her thighs apart. Her wet, wet vulva was immediately revealed before my eyes, making my vision almost...
" You're going to stare straight."

"Hmph, you can let other men fuck you, but you can't let me fuck you?" I asked Hongjuan fiercely,
but Hongjuan didn't explain anything to me. She continued to resist, trying to close her legs, but I
held them tightly, not letting her succeed.

I crawled between Hongjuan's legs and pulled down her vulva. Hongjuan's vulva
was . I hadn't felt this excited when I saw Hongjuan before because I was used to seeing
her body.

But this time was different. Hongjuan's vulva had obviously been fucked recently. It was very red and swollen,
and there was a lot of thick, sticky vaginal fluid stuck to it, soaking into strands.

Seeing this lewd scene, I couldn't hold back anymore. I rushed over without using my hands.
I knew Hongjuan's vulva very well and easily slipped into her.

"Ah...husband, no, no, it's still dirty here!" Hongjuan felt my
entry, and she twisted her body desperately, not wanting me to go any further.

But I was already on top of her, and there was no way I could get away now. I
thrust all the way into Hongjuan's vagina. At this moment, Huang Zhiqiang's semen was still inside Hongjuan's vagina, making it very wet.
When I penetrated her, she also released a lot of vaginal fluid, which made my entry even easier.

After reaching the end of Hongjuan's vagina, I stopped and squeezed Hongjuan's body hard.
I used my arms to support my upper body, tilted my head back, closed my eyes, and felt the wetness inside Hongjuan's vagina, felt
her cervix sucking on my penis, felt her vagina constantly contracting and tightly gripping my penis
.

Suddenly, the image of Huang Zhiqiang fucking Hongjuan not long ago flashed into my mind.
Just over ten minutes ago, another penis had been inserted into the same spot I was currently penetrating, not only penetrating but also
ejaculating a large amount of semen inside, which explained why her soft vulva was so wet.

Thinking of this, a surge of anger welled up inside me. I slammed my fist against Hongjuan several times,
demanding , "Hongjuan, is this how Huang Zhiqiang fucks you? Is his like this, pressing against your
cervix? Tell me, is that right?"

Hearing my hysterical shouts, Hongjuan remained silent. She bit her lower lip,
turning her head to the side, not daring to look at me. Although she no longer resisted, she didn't cooperate, letting
me slam my fist against her, unable to answer.

I was in the throes of passion, recalling the scene of Huang Zhiqiang fucking Hongjuan that day, and my penis suddenly
throbbed a few times inside her. Feeling my movements, Hongjuan's vagina contracted, gripping my penis
even tighter, making each thrust somewhat difficult.

I didn't notice the changes in Hongjuan's body; my mind was filled with the image of Hongjuan being fucked by Huang Zhiqiang.
I thrust deeply into Hongjuan again and asked, "Hongjuan, tell me, tell
me, did Huang Zhiqiang fuck you like this? Did he fuck you very well?"

Perhaps I was too rough, Hongjuan couldn't help but let out a soft "hmm." This
sound was like an answer to me, instantly fueling my anger even more. I never expected Hongjuan
to admit to me that she had been fucked by another man.

Hongjuan still had her eyes closed, which made me very uncomfortable. I picked Hongjuan up
and made her sit on my lap, but I was still inside her. Since she was sitting
on , I didn't have to exert any effort at all; I was already deep inside Hongjuan, constantly stimulating
her sensitive areas.

I held Hongjuan tightly in my arms, thrusting inside her. For some reason, this time
, I didn't feel the slightest urge to ejaculate. I was incredibly excited, feeling like I had to fuck
Hongjuan to death. Maybe

it was my competitive nature; I felt my wife had been cheated on by Huang Zhiqiang, and I felt I had to get my revenge. If my wife could moan under Huang Zhiqiang, why couldn't she moan under me? Thinking this, I became even more vigorous. Gradually, Hongjuan responded. After all, she had just been fucked by Huang Zhiqiang, and the pleasure hadn't completely faded. With my vigorous thrusting, Hongjuan's moans grew louder, and her eyes began to open slightly , becoming glazed. I looked down at myself thrusting in and out of Hongjuan and couldn't help but groan. I grabbed Hongjuan's breast tightly with one hand, applying a little force, and milk gushed out, spraying all over my face. This excited me even more. "Tell me, did Huang Zhiqiang do that? Did he pinch your breasts?" I asked again. "Yes!" Hongjuan actually responded, answering me in a barely audible voice. In my arms, her body began to move involuntarily, wanting me to penetrate her to the deepest part of her vagina . Although Hongjuan's voice was like a mosquito's hum, I heard it clearly. Hearing her answer made me stop immediately. I carefully savored her words, a surge of heat rushing into my brain. The humiliation made me feel like I was about to explode. "I'll fuck you to death, you shameless slut!" I pushed Hongjuan away, grabbed her buttocks, and flipped her over. Hongjuan's buttocks were raised high, her fair skin exposed. I showed no mercy and slapped her, leaving a bright red handprint on her fair skin. "Ah! Husband, husband, just kill me! I was fucked by Huang Zhiqiang! His cock !" Perhaps provoked by my slap, Hongjuan instantly broke down. She screamed hysterically at me, recounting the scene with Huang Zhiqiang. Hearing this, I was instantly enraged. My erection throbbed again as I looked at Hongjuan's high , open mouth, her vaginal fluids flowing out in large gushes. Just as she said , this was small, and it had just been penetrated by one. My anger grew hotter and hotter, my erection throbbed even more violently. I bent over, grabbed my penis, and thrust it directly into Hongjuan's back, each time penetrating to the deepest part of her. "What happened between you and Huang Zhiqiang? Did he do this to you, thrusting into you from behind, pushing his penis all the way to your uterus?" I asked angrily, slapping her buttocks again.

After I hit her, Hongjuan screamed again. As if retaliating against me, she loudly replied,
"Yes, Huang Zhiqiang held me, and every time he could penetrate me to my uterus. Every time he made me
scream . He not only fucked my vagina, but also grabbed me. He almost squeezed all my milk dry."

Hearing this, I couldn't take it anymore and immediately lay down on
top of I grabbed Hongjuan's large breasts with both hands. At this time, Hongjuan was still breastfeeding,
and her breasts were full of milk. Even though they had just been squeezed dry by Huang Zhiqiang, they had recovered. I
squeezed hard, and a large amount of milk immediately gushed out from both nipples,
soaking .

"Mmm...ah...it hurts! Husband, it hurts!" Hongjuan screamed. I squeezed her very hard, and Hongjuan
cried out in pain. This was exactly the result I wanted. Wasn't she already satisfied with being fucked by Huang Zhiqiang? I wanted to
make her feel pain in this way. I kept thrusting into Hongjuan, but my hands showed no
sign of letting up, still squeezing her breasts forcefully.

Perhaps she was numb from the pain, because after a while, Hongjuan stopped screaming in pain and began to moan and
enjoy it. This kind of stimulation was something I had never experienced before.

I closed my eyes, and the image of Huang Zhiqiang behind Hongjuan, thrusting into her, floated into my mind
. This feeling of being cuckolded made me extremely excited and made me incredibly hard. Before
I knew it , we had been going at it for quite a while. This seemed to be the longest I had ever fucked Hongjuan since I met her
, even when I was younger, I had never fucked her for so long.

I kept asking Hongjuan about the details of her time with Huang Zhiqiang. Hongjuan had relaxed by this point,
and she answered truthfully no matter what I asked. I thought for a moment, then
thrust hard into Hongjuan's vagina and asked again, "Was it as pleasurable as Huang Zhiqiang's? Who's better between us?"

After I asked this, Hongjuan fell silent. The only sounds in the room were the sounds of our bodies colliding and
the friction as I pulled out of her, her tender flesh being pulled out
and then pushed back in.

Not getting an answer from Hongjuan, I grew impatient. I stopped moving, climbed on top of her, and
whispered in her ear in a very gentle voice, asking again.

Perhaps sensing my gentleness, or perhaps disappointed by my sudden stop, Hongjuan's already flushed
face turned even redder. She hummed a few times and whispered to me, "Huang Zhiqiang's fucking is better. His
is bigger than yours; it's almost bursting mine."

I thought Hongjuan would agree with me and say it was better, but I never expected her to be so shameless.
While I was fucking her, she said another man's fucking was better. This ignited my anger to the extreme. I became
excited again, straightened up, grabbed Hongjuan's breasts, and pounded wildly.

I had already been cuckolded, but to be told by my own wife that I was inferior to other men, the fire in my heart was
extraordinary. I had to fuck this one beneath me until it was broken.

Provoked by Hongjuan like this, I became increasingly annoyed, my mind constantly changing how to torture her.
Suddenly, I remembered what Hongjuan had done to Huang Zhiqiang last time. I directly pulled out of Hongjuan's vagina.
My penis was shiny, still covered with our semen.

I didn't care about anything else, I just flipped Hongjuan over, grabbed myself, and was about to shove myself into her
mouth . But Hongjuan, realizing what was happening, suddenly started struggling, tilting her head to one side and pushing my
body away forcefully.

Her behavior made me even angrier, and I cursed, "You stinky thing! It's fine for other men to eat,
but not for your real husband? Other men's are just tastier than mine, right?!"

Hearing me mention other men again, Hongjuan froze and stopped struggling, clearly thinking about her relationship with
Huang Zhiqiang and finding it hard to face me.

I was blinded by my anger, now mixed with intense excitement. Seeing that Hongjuan
had stopped struggling, I put myself back to her mouth. Hongjuan's small mouth was slightly open, and before
she could pull away again, I shoved myself into her mouth.

The warmth inside her mouth instantly made me feel it; this seemed to be a place that
excited . I released myself, lowered my body, and put the whole thing
into Hongjuan's mouth.

I inserted it quite deeply, reaching all the way into Hongjuan's throat. Hongjuan struggled again, desperately
trying push me away, but she couldn't budge me at all. I was enjoying
the pleasure coming my way, and I ignored her struggles.

"Cough...cough..." Just as I pulled out a little, Hongjuan started coughing violently,
copious amounts saliva and snot spraying from her mouth and nose. Seeing Hongjuan in this miserable state, I felt a great
sense of accomplishment and, without thinking, I thrust it into her mouth again.

It seemed like Hongjuan's mouth was sealed shut by my relentless thrusting; her red lips tightly enveloped me
, as if enveloping me, enduring my intense impact.

This scene was incredibly stimulating. Hongjuan and I had never done this before, and
Hongjuan had even been with other men. If we had done this years ago, I wouldn't have been like Hongjuan said,
unable to last long.

"Husband...you...slow down...I...can't...take it...anymore..." I
kept thrusting in and out of Hongjuan's mouth. Hongjuan mumbled incoherently as I pulled out,
but before she could finish her sentence, my mouth was filled again. It took her a while to finally manage a
complete sentence.

Looking at Hongjuan beneath me like this, I felt a surge of heat, my blood rushing through my veins,
all converging on my penis. Today, its hardness surprised even
myself an iron plate, let alone my wife's mouth.

Although Hongjuan was in utter agony, I knew I had reached my peak
, this hardness only achieved at the critical point.

Sure enough, after the final, powerful thrust, a thick stream gushed out, and at that
moment , I was deep inside Hongjuan's mouth, ejaculating into the very
depths of her lips.

"Cough...cough..." Hongjuan began coughing violently again, not only spitting out...
Even more fluid flowed from her nose, all of it from what I had just ejaculated inside her. Hongjuan
choked tears streaming down her face.

Seeing her pitiful state softened my heart, but remembering that
my wife had just been fucked by another man not long ago, I felt a surge of excitement again. I lightly
twitched my cheeks, as if I might get hard again.

"Hongjuan, I... I can do it again!" I shouted excitedly, ignoring the mess on Hongjuan's
face , and tried to shove my limp penis into her mouth.

Hongjuan quickly grabbed my hand and gently stroked it a few times, but there was no
reaction . Hongjuan gave a bitter laugh and said, "Husband, let me rest for a bit, okay?"

After all, I'm over thirty, and it's impossible to recover so quickly. That excitement was just
a fleeting moment. Hearing Hongjuan say this, I readily agreed. After ejaculating, my mind was
much clearer, and I knew that if I did it again, my body probably couldn't take it.

After a long while, Hongjuan and I didn't do it again. Hongjuan, tears welling in her eyes, nestled in my arms and softly
asked, "Honey, you're not angry about what I said earlier, are you? Let's go back to how things were before
."

Looking at Hongjuan in my arms, my feelings were incredibly complex. I knew we could never go back to the way things were. Without
the stimulation of another man, I simply couldn't be normal with Hongjuan. So I steeled myself and said,
"I'll let this matter go, but if you want my forgiveness, you have to listen to me from now on.
You have to agree to whatever I ask."

Hongjuan looked at me thoughtfully, her eyes also incredibly complex. After a long while, she sighed softly and
nodded slightly, which was her agreement. [The End]

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