Beautiful wife and weak husband

My wife and I live on the fifth floor. It's a three-bedroom apartment with modern furniture, which suggests we're doing alright. Although we had a huge expense six months ago, I've still been sending her a fair amount of money lately because her salary is too low. Besides, I need everything a woman needs… It was already dark when I got home. I saw a faint light in the living room, knowing my wife was home. Excited, I wanted to pounce on her and have my way with her. Wanting to surprise her, I didn't ring the doorbell. Instead, I quietly unlocked the security door and then silently opened the inner door. Peeking through the crack, I didn't see my wife, A-Jing. Sigh…? She's not in the living room. She must be… Full of suspicion, I tiptoed into the living room. But I looked around and couldn't find her. All the doors were open; no one was home. Where could she be? I glanced at the clock; it was almost 11 PM. Where could she have gone so late? Back to her parents' house? Maybe she was worried about thieves, so she left the small light on, I thought. Oh well, I won't call her. I'm tired too, so I went to bed early. The next morning, after getting up, I called my mother-in-law's house first. I asked if A-Jing was there. She replied that she hadn't come home last night. "What!?" I was stunned. After hanging up, I racked my brains but couldn't figure it out, so I went out shopping. I had a quick lunch at a bar and didn't lazily return home until evening, but my wife still hadn't come back. I had no choice but to take out the remote and check an adult channel to satisfy myself; I couldn't rely on my wife for the time being. I turned it on, and a movie called "The Passionate Story of a Young Woman" was about to start. Wow, that's exciting! I'll watch it and have my fill first. Although it was a locked channel, it often showed videos secretly filmed in hotels, with close-ups, extreme close-ups, and sound effects, because the hidden cameras were remote-controlled—it was really cool! A scene of a hotel room appeared on the TV screen. Then the door opened, and a man and a woman entered. As soon as the door closed, they began to kiss, and while kissing, they started undressing each other. Watching this made my little brother hard. Because it was secretly filmed, their faces weren't clear, but the actions were very clear. All I could hear were the "smacking" sounds of kissing, their panting, and the "rustling" sounds of undressing. Soon, they were naked. The woman had a shapely figure, with curves in all the right places, and long, slender, white legs. She was about 1.65 meters tall, slightly plump, and probably in her early thirties. Her breasts were large and white, very alluring. Looking at the man again, he was about 1.73 meters tall, around fifty years old, rugged and strong. He practically lifted the woman up to kiss her… but the woman didn't hesitate either. With a soft moan, she wrapped her arms around the man's neck, and with a kick, her long, slender legs immediately wrapped around his thick waist. What a passionate couple, what an epic love story, wonderful… I thought excitedly, while stroking my own penis. Then, a 3D image appeared on the screen, as if the camera was circling around them. In reality, it was several cameras in the room, edited together. One moment I saw the woman's sexy, white buttocks, the next the man's powerful lower back. They were passionately kissing and caressing, and I heard the woman say, "Faster…faster…I want…I want yours…" before she could finish, the man silenced her with a kiss. I suddenly realized the woman's voice sounded familiar, and then I was so engrossed in the unfolding story that I paid no attention to anything else. The man tossed the woman onto the luxurious double bed. She cried out, and I was startled again. Before I could even see her face clearly, the man leaped onto her. The woman spread her legs, gripping the sheets tightly, panting heavily. Next, the man touched her large breasts with one hand and reached for her genitals with the other, his mouth busy sucking on her other breast. The woman moaned softly, much like in typical adult films; though the sounds were somewhat familiar, women's cries at this point were probably all similar. Then, the real show began. Without any hesitation, the man lifted his hips, and without using his hands, with a "plop," his thick penis smoothly entered the woman's vagina. The woman let out a happy "oh." Seeing the man thrusting in and out, vigorously going up and down, and hearing the woman moaning "Oh...oh...yo...yo...", I excitedly ejaculated prematurely...it was so incredibly pleasurable. A moment later, the camera zoomed in, revealing the man's muscular back and the woman's long, slender legs wrapped around his waist. "Hmm," I thought, "why does this woman have a pink birthmark on her thigh?" My heart sank. I was a little confused. My wife has one too! Then I thought, "Impossible. She wouldn't do anything to betray me again. Besides, other women can have them too," I reassured myself. I tried to see the woman's face, but the man blocked it, as he was vigorously fucking her, his mouth also busy, tightly covering her mouth. I could hear her moaning "Ugh-ooh-oh..." while vigorously twisting her waist, her hands tightly wrapped around the man. I could see her two large, white breasts flattened by the man's pressure, and her long, black hair, becoming increasingly disheveled with the movement of her head, even obscuring her face. It wasn't porn, but it was better than porn. I thought, it was definitely worth the money… Since I paid for this lockout, I've mostly taken care of my own sexual needs and rarely touched my wife. Plus, I haven't had sex for six months while on a business trip, so I was feeling quite repressed. Today was the perfect opportunity to release that tension. After a while, I saw the woman flip over and straddle the man. From behind, I could see her hands pressing against his chest, while his large hands were around her 25W waist. She began to move her hands up and down on his genitals. A close-up shot appeared on the screen, clearly showing the man's thick, dark penis being enveloped by her reddish-white labia, moving in and out. The sounds of "plop…plop…" echoed continuously. "Wow…so good…you're such a good husband…" the woman sobbed, then quickened her movements. The stark contrast between the black and white on the screen created a powerful, visceral impact. Then, the camera panned to the side, revealing the woman's large, white breasts trembling violently up and down, seemingly understanding the protagonist's intentions and swaying in sync with her movements—a truly wanton woman… Her long, black hair now appeared even more flowing, swaying back and forth, flying up and down… It made my lower body swell again; it felt so damn good… so exhilarating… Slowly, the camera shifted to the front, showing the man had shifted his hands to the woman's trembling, full breasts, stroking them incessantly until her nipples became red and erect. Simultaneously, his lower body moved in sync with the protagonist's movements, thrusting up and down until she cried out, "Ah… ya… ya… oh… oh… good husband… you're so good…" Wasn't that my wife, A-Jing's, voice? My eyes widened in disbelief… Oh my god… was this real? The camera zoomed in, and the female protagonist excitedly threw her head back, her hair flying behind her. I could see her face, but because the room lights weren't very bright, she looked vaguely familiar. I wasn't sure if she was my wife, as she was moving vigorously up and down with her eyes closed. At that moment, the male protagonist raised his head and took her trembling breast into his mouth, causing her to throw her head back in excitement, dashing my hopes of seeing her clearly once again. "Husband...faster...I can't take it anymore...oh...good husband..." I heard the female protagonist panting and shouting. Because it was a clandestine recording, the camera was in a corner, so the sound wasn't very clear, but it still sounded familiar, and the atmosphere on screen was very captivating. Then the male protagonist finally spoke, "Oh...Ah Jing...you're so good...you're making me feel so good...oh...oh...I can't take it anymore either..." He then launched into another fierce thrust. Hearing "Ah Jing," my heart skipped a beat. Wasn't that my wife's nickname? What a coincidence… On the screen, both the male and female protagonists reached climax simultaneously. The male protagonist arched his back and embraced the female protagonist tightly, both ejaculating in spurts. Then, they both collapsed onto the double bed, clinging tightly to each other, limbs intertwined, kissing passionately. The camera zoomed in, revealing a large amount of white semen slowly flowing from the female protagonist's vagina… Finally, I noticed the date and time printed on the back of the film: May 24, 2002, 23:59, with the closing caption: "Midnight Frenzy with a Beautiful Woman, You on Top, I on Bottom, Whose Wife is She?!" It seemed to be the date I was away on a business trip… I was completely baffled… and a little tired, I lay down on the sofa in the living room and fell into a deep sleep. In my dream, I saw the female protagonist from the film step down from the screen and gently kiss my face. I felt a surge of excitement… and reached out to hug her. This hug…I woke up to find myself embracing my wife, Jing. "You're back, honey, I missed you so much..." she said, kissing me. I was mostly awake by then and angrily asked, "Where did you go last night?" "Oh, well, I went on a business trip to Changzhou with my manager, and I just got back tonight," she replied with a smile. "How many people from your company went? When did you leave?" I kept asking. "Oh, honey... didn't I already tell you? Why are you asking so many questions?" she answered smoothly, and I didn't press further, lest I hurt our relationship. In bed, she started touching me, but I was completely unresponsive, much to her disappointment. She turned away, ignoring me, and the night passed without incident. The next day, my wife rushed off to work. Because her workplace was far from home, it took her over an hour by bicycle to get there. Before she arrived, I called a friend of hers at work named Xiao Liu to ask about my wife. He's an old friend of mine; he used to be the boss's driver, but he's done quite well, climbing the ranks so fast—he's now the deputy director of the office! He and my wife are quite close; they often joke around… it doesn't matter if they playfully tease each other, and they've never argued about it. My wife seems to enjoy their banter. After dialing, a familiar female voice came from the other end of the line: "Hello! Who are you looking for?" It was my wife's voice… I was startled and quickly hung up, thinking: less than half an hour ago, how could she be at work so fast?! Wait a minute, even I couldn't get there in half an hour. It's unbelievable…? Our company usually gives us a few days off after business trips, so I had nothing to do these days, so I sat down at my computer and chatted online. After turning on the computer, a QQ login dialog box popped up on the desktop. The number wasn't mine, but my wife's. I didn't have the password and couldn't log in. I was really frustrated. "Oh well," I thought, "I'll chat with an old friend first." I logged into my own QQ account and found a local friend online. I greeted him; he was also my friend from junior high school, and we were friends and talked about everything. I asked him how to access someone else's QQ. He laughed and typed, "You want to be a KGB agent? It's simple, but you can only see their chat history." I replied, "That works too." He replied, "Just download a QQ infiltrator software from the website." I downloaded it and followed the instructions. In just ten minutes, I had infiltrated my wife's QQ chat history. Wow, there was quite a lot of chat history… but my wife only had five or six friends. Looking at their names, I didn't recognize any of them; they were just symbols. Let's start from the beginning. I clicked on the first friend's chat history, and there were quite a few secrets there. I paid special attention to the chat history from around May 20th and discovered the problem. It turns out that while I was away on a business trip, my wife was frequently chatting intimately with this online friend named "Boss," even using terms like "darling"—she's really not afraid of being cheesy. My wife's QQ name is Yun'er~~~ Below is the chat history I downloaded: Boss: Darling…Are you online? I miss you so much…Are you free? Tonight…771…:))) 5-23 20:20 Yun'er~~~Yes, darling…I miss you too…Not today, or maybe tomorrow night I'm free, anyway my husband won't be back for over ten days…hehe…771521……：）））5-23 20:21 Leader: Okay, I'll go to the same place again tomorrow. Let's meet at the Grand Hotel, room 408, how about it… oh baby… 5-23 20:23 Yun'er~~~ By the way, can you ask your old lady for leave? 5-23 20:26 Leader: Hey, you know she can't be bothered with me. I haven't touched her for almost two years... How can she compare to you, beauty... Hehe... 5-23 20:30 Yun'er~~~ Stop being so cheeky... But you've bought her plenty of gifts too... 5-23 20:33 Boss: Oh, you're jealous... Hehe... Tomorrow night I'll definitely make it up to you and reward you properly... I promise... I guarantee you'll be satisfied, better than your short and ugly husband... 5-23 20:37 Yun'er~~~ Don't talk nonsense, my husband is very good to me... It's just... I won't say anymore... 5-23 20:40 Boss: Hmph, I don't believe it. You're so voluptuous and so tall, I would never believe he could satisfy your appetite... Haha... Hmph, apart from a man like me, he simply can't satisfy you... Right? Baby… 5-23 20:43 Yun'er~~~ Of course, he still can't compare to you… Your thing, though old, is still sharp… You're truly vigorous despite your age… I choose what I like… Hehe… 5-23 20:46 Boss: Here's what we'll do, you go first tomorrow night, just don't let anyone you know see you… Remember, bring your sunglasses… I'm going to teach you a lesson, let you know that experience counts… Haha… Flowing water, right? 5-23 20:50 Yun'er~~~ You're so naughty… Hehe… See how I deal with you tomorrow night, I'll make sure you don't embarrass yourself… Humph… 5-23 20:52 Boss: Then you'll understand who the boss is… Haha… 5-23 20:55 Yun'er~~~ I'm going to make you afraid of me from now on… Hehe… 5-23 20:57 Boss: Okay, Darling, let's stop here. I need to rest early so I can be in good shape to deal with you, my little devil... Haha... 5-23 21:03 Yun'er~~~ Okay... I'm a little sleepy too. Remember to pick me up tomorrow morning... I don't want to ride that old bike again... Kisses... 5-23 21:08 Leader: 886, 521, 771... I'll bring you another surprise tomorrow... Trust me, it's true... :))) 5-23 21:12 Yun'er~~~ 521, 771, 886... :))) It's a deal... 5-23 21:14 Seeing this, I suddenly realized... So my wife's lewd nature hasn't changed... Sigh... But I still love her, even though she treats me like this, because she's so beautiful and has such a great presence. I believe my judgment is correct. But who exactly is this leader? I've never been to A-Jing's workplace, and apart from a few close friends, I don't know any of the leaders. This leader even has a car. Right, how many people can drive around freely? Thinking this, my mind cleared: she must be the top boss of her company. No wonder she got to work so quickly this morning; her background is quite complicated. But then I thought, I can't just judge her based on a few chats on QQ. I need to find out more. After lunch, I rode my bike to the only large hotel in the city. I found the front desk, and there was my ex-girlfriend, Yujuan, on duty. I was overjoyed and rushed over to greet her, "Hey, long time no see, Juan…" She looked up, "I thought the sun rose in the west! Why did you suddenly decide to come see me…? Did your wife offend you again…?" "I missed you…" I said. "Go away… who needs your thoughts…" she laughed. "Well, I wanted to check if anyone I know stayed here on the night of May 24th. Can you help me?" I asked. "A piece of cake, we were once lovers…" Yujuan said with a smile. "Could you check if any of the heads of the power group's subsidiaries stayed at the office that day?" I asked. "Oh, I wasn't on duty that day, but I can check for you. Please sit down, what would you like to drink?" Juan said. I sat down and said, "A cold drink would be nice, it'll cool me down..." Juan opened her computer and pulled up the duty log for May 24th. She searched, but there was nothing there. I started to wonder, was the message on QQ just a joke? My intuition told me it was impossible; it must have happened. Filled with suspense, I walked home with heavy steps, completely listless. Of course, I was listless with a burden on my mind. After several days of deep thought, I decided it would be best to ask an old friend for help the next day. One day, A-Jing called, saying that Manager Wang wanted her to talk business with a client and would be back late, not even for dinner. She told me to go to sleep and not wait for her. I immediately became suspicious: Who works so hard? Besides, business doesn't have to go on so late! I pretended nothing was wrong, simply telling her to go home early after our conversation. In the middle of the night, I heard the door open. I lay back down on the bed, pretending to be fast asleep, unaware she was back. She quietly put down her handbag, grabbed her underwear, and went to the bathroom to shower. I secretly checked her handbag, looking for anything suspicious, and found a diamond ring, probably worth over 20,000 yuan. Who bought it for her? When she got into bed, I pretended to be woken up again, embracing her and asking for sex. She politely declined, using the excuse that everyone had to go to work the next morning. Looking at her flushed face, my suspicions grew: in the past, she would have eagerly accepted my advances! While she was asleep, I pretended to go to the bathroom to relieve myself. I locked the door and quietly checked her underwear from earlier that day. As I expected, there was a yellowish-white stain at the tip, half-dry and sticky. It's normal for women's underwear to have some discharge; you can tell just by smelling it. I brought the underwear to my nose and sniffed it. My head went blank. I desperately didn't want to smell that peculiar odor. Every man knows what that bleach-like smell means. My heart felt like it had been stabbed, and a powerful wave of jealousy washed over me. Back in bed, I couldn't sleep all night, my mind racing with fantasies about the man who shared my wife. What did he look like? Could he possibly be more attractive to her than I was? A horrifying image flashed through my mind: Ah Jing lying naked on the bed, legs spread wide, her hips swaying as the man on top of her thrust into her with all his might. When he ejaculated into her vagina, she moaned with pleasure, her juices soaking the sheets… Then I remembered the occasional mysterious phone calls at night, which would immediately hang up after I answered with a furtive "hello." My suspicions were confirmed: she was definitely cheating on me! But who was it? How could I catch this adulterous couple in the act? They must be communicating via phone and QQ. I'd already investigated their QQ, but couldn't find reliable evidence yet. As for my wife using a mobile phone, eavesdropping would be extremely difficult. Suddenly, it occurred to me that Ah Dong was a well-known radio enthusiast at school, and quite clever. He could modify radios to communicate with other radio enthusiasts. Could I use the same method to intercept my wife's phone conversations? The next morning, I met Ah Dong for morning tea and poured out my doubts to him, asking for his advice on how to solve the problem. He said, "With my current skills, there's absolutely no problem. In fact, I often unintentionally intercept many mobile phone conversations. But for me to actually listen to your wife's calls is not only morally wrong, but I don't even know the frequency of her phone. Filtering from thousands of frequencies is harder than finding a needle in a haystack. How about this, since we're old classmates, I'll help you out for now. Think of a way to have her call me from her mobile phone, and I can use that to determine the frequency. But you must never tell anyone about this." For two days in a row, I hid in Ah Dong's room, sitting next to the modified radio with him, nervously listening to Ah Jing's every call. Disappointingly, another day was almost over. Every call was the same, nothing new, just accounting work-related conversations or casual chats between girlfriends. I was so bored I was about to fall asleep. Just as I was about to give up, a call came in: "Hey, Ah Jing! I've been thinking about you so much. See you at the usual place tonight." The man's voice sounded familiar, but due to interference and a lot of static, I couldn't recognize him at first. Ah Jing replied, "You rascal, if it's you, hurry up! My husband's back from his business trip. Last time you kept me up so late, he almost got suspicious." Ah Dong chuckled and said to me, "Ah Liang, don't worry about it. If I'd known Ah Jing was so easy to sleep with, I would have preferred to benefit myself rather than let some outsider have her. It's better to keep the good stuff within the family!" I didn't respond irritably, but I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan: "Ah Dong, tell me, 'the usual place,' what's the usual place? Are we just going to let a green hat be put on our heads? Help me think of a solution!" "What's the rush?" Ah Dong replied casually. "Looks like this isn't the first time. Just call her tonight and ask where she is, okay?" His flippant attitude really annoyed me, so I said, "Stop joking.""Honestly, what's the use of just knowing? I need to know who that man is, and ideally, I should be able to see and hear what happened at the scene, then I won't be able to deny it." Ah Dong shrugged. "That's all I can do to help. If you want to install listening devices or spyglasses, you might as well ask Ah San." Right! Why didn't I think of that! Ah Dong and I went to Ah San's "Ah San Private Detective Agency" and told him everything. At this point, we didn't care about spreading our dirty laundry. Ah San patted his chest: "Hehe! Catching someone in the act? I'm an expert at that. I guarantee you'll have the evidence, clear pictures, and I can even handle the divorce proceedings for you!" I said, "Your name is Ah San, not Bao Gong (a famous judge in Chinese history). Besides, even Bao Gong struggles with family cases, so don't be so nosy. I don't need a divorce. I just want you to install a listening device in my house and a spy camera facing the bed in the bedroom, connected to the TV in my basement. I'll handle the rest myself." Ah San listened and said, "So you just want to spy on your home? That's much simpler! No need for listening devices or spy cameras. A handheld camera will do. I'll just add a remote control so you can zoom in and out. With the zoom function, no corner of the bed will escape your eyes. Oh, and do you want me to take some 'battlefield photos' for you? Guaranteed professional-grade photos, plus DNA and semen analysis services. For old classmates, I'll give you a 20% discount!" "I asked curiously, "The camera can pan? That's high-tech!" Ah Dong replied, "That's 'high-tech' from ten years ago. Next, you need to give your wife a chance to 'invite the wolf into the house,' and then slowly seduce her. But Ah Jing isn't a stupid woman; it seems she won't fall for the trap so easily." "Don't worry," Ah San replied. "I've seen this kind of thing many times. When lust cloud one's judgment, even the smartest woman can do something foolish." Two days later, I pretended to say to Ah Jing, "Honey, there's an urgent matter at the company. I'm being sent on a business trip to the south for half a month, but I really don't want you to be alone at home. What excuse should I come up with to decline?" Ah Jing said, "Don't be silly. Half a month isn't three or four years. Look at how wronged you are! Business is important. Before you come home, remember to call me so I can prepare a nourishing soup for you." As I was leaving, I hugged and kissed my wife, thinking to myself, "We've already laid out many informants. You'd better watch yourself!" Fortunately, Ah Dong lived not far from my house, and I was in his room in the time it takes to smoke a cigarette. At noon, the big fish took the bait. Ah Jing said to her lover on the phone, "Hey! You bastard, I have good news for you. My husband is away on a business trip to the south. Come stay at my place tonight! Don't sneak around to a hotel anymore, it's too expensive. Show me all your tricks tonight." The man was overjoyed, "Hehe, heaven is on my side! I'll make sure you have your fill tonight! Okay, time to reel in the line, need to ask my wife for leave." The lewd conversation made me so angry I almost smashed the radio. Ah Dong, however, hid to the side, covering his mouth and chuckling, adding insult to injury, "Wow! What a wonderful dialogue! Why didn't they go on longer? Even if they talked all night, I'd rather stay up all night listening to them!" Finally, it got dark. Ah Dong and I hid behind a bush not far from home, keeping an eye on everything happening at the entrance of the apartment building. Sure enough, soon I saw my wife and a man get out of a taxi, hand in hand, and walk into the building. I wanted to follow, but Ah Dong stopped me: "What's the use of rushing in now? The real show hasn't even started yet! Let's find a restaurant to eat first." Sigh! At this point, even dragon meat doesn't taste good! Five minutes later, Ah Dong and I sneaked into the basement like thieves. I couldn't wait to turn on the TV connected to the camcorder. Ah San was really thoughtful; he also connected a camcorder so I could secretly record the whole scene. The picture came out; the lens was hidden in a shoebox on top of the wardrobe opposite the bed. In an instant, a horrific scene appeared before our eyes. The scene I had seen on the intercom before was now playing out on the TV screen like a short film: as soon as they entered the house, the two started kissing, then undressing... It was a perfect replay of (the passionate love story of a young woman), without a single mistake. A moment later, Ah Jing lay on her back on the bed, her limbs wrapped around the man's body like an octopus. His buttocks moved up and down like a pile driver, and Ah Jing's narrow vulva endured his powerful thrusts. Her dark pubic hair was stained white by the lustful fluid, some of which dripped onto the sheets, shimmering. Because the camera was off, the man's identity was unknown; all that could be seen was his swaying buttocks, his penis appearing and disappearing, and his scrotum bobbing back and forth… only he looked as tall and muscular as in the film… Ah Dong's attention, however, wasn't on the man. He fiddled with the remote control, zooming in for a close-up of the sexual intercourse. Ah Jing's delicate labia minora were now bright red, forming a ring-like shape, tightly enveloping the lustful, relentlessly thrusting penis. Whether the image was zoomed in too closely or it was actually like that, the man's penis was truly thick, stretching Ah Jing's vulva to its limit, leaving no room for air. What pained me most was that Ah Jing was now thrusting her hips up and down, responding to his thrusting movements. The television was emitting suggestive moans, sounds that should have been my private pleasure, but now they reached the ears of three men: "Ah!... Ah... Ah... Hmm... Hmm... Hmm... Big brother... Your thick cock... Big cock... It's about to burst my pussy!... Hmm... Hmm... It feels so good!... Hmm... Hmm... I'm going to cum again... I'm cumming... Ah! Ah! Ah!... I want you to fuck me like this all night!... Hmm... Hmm..." Ah Dong was completely absorbed, watching a captivating film intently, his eyes wide with disbelief, as if the woman being fucked to the point of ecstasy wasn't his friend's wife, but a glamorous adult film queen performing a realistic scene. He swayed the camera back and forth, sometimes focusing on her dripping vulva, sometimes on her swaying breasts, and sometimes even on her anus, where the flowing fluids formed a white line. I watched, my beloved wife being relentlessly violated by another man, and I was furious, my heart pounding, sweat pouring down my back, and I was restless. But strangely, when all the men were captivated by my wife's alluring body, completely drawn in, that inexplicable, wonderful feeling began to rise within me again, growing stronger and stronger. I enjoyed this feeling; no man could escape her charm, drawn by an invisible gravity, like the nine planets of the solar system, revolving but never able to escape the sun's clutches. My wife's moans grew louder, and the man's thrusts became faster and faster; on the screen, his penis swelled like a giant fiery rod, struggling to be pulled and pushed into her vagina. At that moment, his scrotum twitched upwards a few times, causing his testicles to bounce as well. His penis, deeply buried inside her vagina, convulsed. His buttocks contracted and expanded, his flesh trembling violently. A few small white droplets, about the size of soybeans, oozed from the gap between his vagina and penis, growing larger and larger until they pooled into a puddle of white fluid, trickling down… I knew this love scene was coming to an end. The man was selflessly offering his hot semen to my wife, gushing it deep inside her. When we were both exhausted, leaning against the headboard, panting, Ah Dong zoomed out to get a clear look at the adulterer's face. Then it would be the perfect moment to catch him in the act. When the man's face filled the entire television screen, Ah Dong and I were stunned, staring at each other, speechless for a long time. The adulterer was… was… was the boss of Ah Jing's company—Manager Wang! Luckily, I had seen a group photo of Ah Jing's company once, so I recognized him. He was over fifty, and still had an affair... All the original plans were disrupted, and I had to rearrange them. Ah Dong and I discussed it for a long time and finally came up with a brilliant plan to make him reap what he sowed and suffer the consequences. But then I thought, no, if I really cause him trouble, my wife's job will be ruined. You know how much effort Ah Jing went through to get Manager Wang to arrange a job for her, and how much money she even gave him... Thinking of this, I lowered my head again, forcing back my tears. What could I do when I needed his help? I had no choice but to stay in a small hotel for half a month, and I was almost bored to death... On the day I returned home, while my wife was out, I took out the tape from the video recorder to review the other events of the past two weeks. Since the video recorder's switch was purely inductive, it could record video or audio whenever two people were talking in bed or at home. After opening it, I put it directly into the DVD player. To my surprise, besides what Ah Dong and I saw on the first day, Manager Wang came again on the fourth day. They were basically staying at my house. They weren't afraid of being discovered by outsiders; they were incredibly audacious… Judging from the videos and audio recordings from the past two weeks, my wife is truly a slut… She can come up with so many sex techniques that I could never even dream of to cater to her lover's pleasure… The most infuriating thing is that she disregarded our past relationship and kept trying to please the man, saying that his penis was thick and powerful, making it easy for him to reach orgasm, and that compared to him, mine was like heaven and earth…She mentioned having no experience dating...etc...Even more shockingly, she was capable of doing the incredible feat of standing upside down against a wall for half an hour, letting her lover penetrate her until she was dizzy, and even saying, "Keep going, I have energy..." One of their conversations caught my attention: "Next time we go on a business trip, let's go to Shenzhen...I heard it's really open there..." "That would be perfect, I love excitement..." "Last time on the business trip, were you satisfied with how I served you? Haha..." "Don't even mention it...my genitals are almost swollen...humph..." "How about this, it's too much trouble to go to your place every day, let's go to our usual spot tomorrow night—room 408 of the big hotel, it's spacious, the big bed is bouncy and fun...we can even take a bath together, and bring a few pornographic films, watch and learn at the same time...hehe..." "That sounds good, but I'm afraid someone will find out and let my husband know." "Like before, we'll use fake names...anyway, the owner there is my buddy...it's okay..." "Okay...I'm definitely going to get my revenge tomorrow...hehe...mmm..." My wife was kissed and kissed by her manager again… What followed was their passionate lovemaking… slytl↗花和尚北美情趣网↙g8und Now I understand everything. No wonder I couldn't find any evidence, so that's how it is… Thinking of this, I sighed: Alas… What a misfortune for my family, producing such a harlot… I thought dejectedly. Actually, two years ago, when A-Jing went to her company to ask her boss for a job arrangement, she was targeted by her lecherous boss, but he had no opportunity to take advantage of her. I wonder how he eventually succeeded? With nothing to do, I called Xiao Liu, the deputy director of A-Jing's office. “Hey, Xiao Liu, are you free tonight? Come have a drink with me, I'm so bored…” “Sure, I'll take your word for it… Hehe… I'll bring the drinks, you prepare the food…” Xiao Liu was very straightforward and handsome. “How about this, we go out to eat, so we don't have to cook ourselves…” I said, not wanting anyone else to join us. “See you there…” Xiao Liu replied happily. From 7 PM to midnight, we drank. During that time, Xiao Liu answered all my questions, explaining everything that had been bothering me… Ah, so that's how it is…! Later, because I was in a bad mood, I was completely drunk, and Xiao Liu had to help me home. My wife, A Jing, opened the door. It seemed she had already slept for a while, because she was only wearing a nightgown, nothing underneath, but the nightgown was practically transparent. I could vaguely see her thick, dark pubic hair and her proud breasts. Xiao Liu stared, mouth agape… “Oh, it’s Xiao Liu! Why are you drinking so late? And letting him drink so much… Hurry up and help him in, what are you standing there for?” Little did she know that Xiao Liu’s attention was completely focused on her body. “Oh,” Xiao Liu snapped out of his daze, helped me into the living room, and then took me directly to my bedroom. It seemed my wife didn’t want to share a bed with me. I collapsed onto the floor. Although I was drunk, I was still somewhat conscious. I vaguely heard them talking. The door was ajar; they seemed to think I wouldn't wake up anytime soon. "Come on, Xiao Liu, sit down. I'll pour you some tea. You've got a good tolerance for alcohol," my wife said, pouring tea for Xiao Liu. But Xiao Liu wouldn't listen. His eyes were glued to my wife's almost naked body, as if he wanted to devour it. Although we usually joked around, I had never seen my wife with such a figure, especially at such close range, practically alone in a room with her. His penis was already erect. My wife didn't seem to be thinking about that. She continued pouring tea. Because my wife is tall, she had to bend over to pour the tea. This bending over allowed Xiao Liu, behind her, a full view of her lower body. My wife's nightgown was a very short skirt, extremely sexy, thanks to the major upheaval six months ago. Xiao Liu's mouth watered at the sight... his lust burned fiercely... But to be fair, Xiao Liu was quite handsome, about 1.78 meters tall, with a very sexy figure, and many girls were pursuing him. Otherwise, why would my beautiful wife be joking around with him? Things attract each other, and opposites attract—it's been true since ancient times. "Hey, why aren't you saying anything?" His wife realized she had been a bit too revealing, and blushed, unknowingly adding to her mature charm... "Ah Jing, you're so beautiful..." Xiao Liu sincerely praised. "Oh, you're just being cheeky..." his wife retorted with a laugh, sitting down next to Xiao Liu. As soon as she sat down, she noticed that Xiao Liu's lower body was already quite erect, and she grabbed it. "Oh!" Xiao Liu was caught off guard and froze for a moment. "You're doing very well as the deputy director now..." his wife said with a lewd grin. "Not at all, it's all thanks to the boss's promotion... Of course, you also deserve credit... right..." Xiao Liu replied with a lewd grin. “But you have to keep this a secret…” my wife whispered in Xiao Liu’s ear, giving his ear a little nip. “Yes, yes, yes… whatever you say…” Xiao Liu said excitedly, pulling my wife into his arms. My wife initially protested with a soft “ee-ee,” saying, “My husband’s here, don’t do anything rash…” but her body went limp in Xiao Liu’s arms. I hid behind the study door and peeked through the keyhole (all the doors in the house are antique-style European wooden doors, with open keyholes under the locks). I saw that A Jing was already lying in Xiao Liu’s arms. Xiao Liu pulled A Jing close and kissed her cherry lips. A Jing glanced at me out of the corner of her eye, struggled for a moment, but soon melted by his passion. The two kissed passionately, and A Jing even let him explore her tongue with a flirtatious urge. Xiao Liu’s hands were also restless, groping her full and alluring body all over. A moment later, A-Jing pushed him away and whispered, "Xiao Liu, you've been drinking all this time, have you eaten yet?" Xiao Liu laughed, "No, I'm fine with you!" A-Jing blushed and pinched him, but Xiao Liu picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. Hearing the bedroom door slam shut, I couldn't suppress my desire. Feeling dizzy and lightheaded, I hurriedly slipped out of the study and tiptoed over, peeking through the keyhole. I saw Xiao Liu lay A-Jing down on the bed, lifting her nightgown and roughly touching her. A-Jing moaned softly, her body twisting with his touch, and she actively unbuttoned her clothes. Xiao Liu looked at A-Jing's seductive manner, smiled slightly, and stood by the bed, beginning to undress himself. A-Jing was naked first, sitting up. Xiao Liu reached out and grasped her two large breasts; she was only wearing underwear, which was already bulging in the front. Watching my wife's beautiful, sexy body being wantonly violated by another man, I felt a surge of excitement, and my penis unconsciously became erect. Ah Jing, in a wanton manner, pulled down Xiao Liu's panties and took his glans into her mouth. His penis grew harder and harder in her mouth, seemingly even more impressive than mine, the red, round, and large glans filling Ah Jing's small mouth completely. Hey! Looks like Ah Jing's in for a treat today. Xiao Liu lay down on the bed, making Ah Jing turn around and kneel on his head with her legs spread apart. The two began playing 69: Ah Jing knelt between his legs, giving him oral sex, while he licked her vulva. Ah Jing's vulva was tender and fresh, and he greedily licked it, thoroughly enjoying himself. Ah Jing's pubic hair was thick and black, quite abundant. His tongue roamed among it, sometimes parting her pink labia to nibble at her clitoris, sometimes curling his tongue to tease her vulva, licking until Ah Jing moaned and groaned as he sucked on her glans, her juices flowing continuously down her thighs, down his mouth, and onto the bed. Seeing how long and thick his penis was, I couldn't help but feel secretly happy for Ah Jing, having heard that it made women feel even better. After sucking for a while, Ah Jing said, "I can't take it anymore." Then she turned around and straddled him, holding his enormous penis, parting her vulva and swallowing it little by little. When it was completely inside, Ah Jing couldn't help but let out a satisfied moan, then looked towards the door in surprise, her face flushing red. Xiao Liu held her big buttocks and began to thrust upwards. I saw his penis going in and out of Ah Jing's vulva, making her labia flip back and forth, his penis covered in glistening vaginal fluid. A-Jing, disregarding everything else, began to moan wantonly: "Oh...I'm going to die...So good...Ah...Your thing is so big...It feels so good...Mmm..." Xiao Liu grabbed her breasts beneath her, thrusting his lower body forcefully into her vagina, while A-Jing rode on top, moving up and down and rotating repeatedly, the two of them frantically fucking. This reminded me once again of the intense scenes in the movie "The Passionate Story of a Young Woman" playing on the coded channel, and my lower body became engorged and swollen again. After a while, Xiao Liu laid A-Jing down on the bed, rolled over onto her, and thrust his large glans into her vagina, changing to a missionary position. A-Jing moaned wildly, her long hair swaying back and forth with his head, her expression of ecstasy making my heart itch unbearably; it was clear she was enjoying it. Soon, A-Jing reached her climax with lewd moans: "Ah...I...want...Ah...Ah...Faster...Faster...You're so good...I...I'm so happy...Ah...I can't take it anymore...""Ah..." Streams of vaginal fluid flowed from A-Jing's buttocks onto the sheets as Xiao Liu's penis was pulled outwards, soaking a patch. I watched from outside the door, my blood boiling, and began to masturbate. A-Jing hugged Xiao Liu, her legs wrapped around his waist, whispering intimately in his ear, "Be my lover...you're much better than Lao Qi...I like you...mmm..." Her mouth was then silenced by Xiao Liu's passionate kiss. Next, Xiao Liu made A-Jing lie face down on the edge of the bed, raising her sexy white buttocks, while he stood below. A-Jing gripped the sheets tightly, her raised buttocks swaying, trying to avoid the man's fingers. Her smooth back swayed from side to side, and her large, bell-shaped breasts bounced wildly. "Ha! So you really are the sexy heroine!" "Excitedly, Xiao Liu inserted two fingers into A Jing's vagina. A Jing mumbled something, her shoulders trembling, her vagina already overflowing with fluid. Xiao Liu's fingers moved in and out, A Jing puffed out her cheeks, making sounds that were hard to distinguish as deep breaths or panting. She seemed to be getting weak, her upper body leaning forward, pressing her face tightly against the sheets. Her disheveled hair covered her face, her mouth opened and closed, her tongue licking her cherry lips, as if she were very thirsty, and her brows furrowed tightly, an expression completely different from her usual demure demeanor. Seeing A Jing's arousal, Xiao Liu excitedly moved his mouth closer to lick her vulva. "Don't pull away, you'll feel good soon." Xiao Liu raised his body, holding his penis in a position ready to penetrate: "Lift your ass higher, I'm going to fuck you!" "No...no! You're so rough...I'll be scared!" "There's nothing to be scared of, this is what makes it fun! Lift your ass higher." "Xiao Liu noticed that A Jing's vaginal opening was rather low, so in the usual position, a small section would always remain outside, preventing full penetration. He parted A Jing's wet labia, and with a squeeze of his glans, it entered her warm, soft cavity with a 'plop.' A Jing tried her best to maintain the original position; her limbs trembled slightly, but she felt better than when she was penetrated normally. 'Ah! It's in! You're making me feel so full!' A Jing moaned and cried out, 'Ah! So thick, and so deep, it's thicker and longer than my husband's! Ah!' A Jing felt that her vagina was fuller than when she was penetrated from the front, and she couldn't help but moan, 'Ah...why is it so tight? I feel so swollen from being squeezed by you!' Xiao Liu didn't answer, continuing to thrust wildly into her. A Jing's reaction was completely different from before; she continued to cry out, 'Too tight...no! Stop for a moment, don't move! It feels so suffocating!' 'You can even moan now!'" "Since you're already feeling this good, how can you stop!" "But...I feel like you're suffocating me." "Don't talk anymore, just obediently let me be penetrated!" Xiao Liu thought that A Jing just couldn't distinguish between pleasure and pain. "A Jing, the more you feel the squeeze and pain, the stronger the pleasure will be!" Xiao Liu twisted his waist desperately, thrusting his thick, hard penis into his wife's vagina. A Jing could only grit her teeth and endure the penetration, gripping the sheets and moaning. "No...ah...ah! I'm going to be fucked to death!" As the penis rubbed against her vagina, A Jing's moans became intermittent. She twisted her hips, almost crying and begging for mercy: "No! Let me go!" But Xiao Liu ignored her, instead thrusting even harder. Watching his thick, hard penis go in and out between the plump buttocks of the usually elegant and beautiful accountant A Jing, Xiao Liu became even more excited, thrusting wildly and quickly becoming aroused. "Ah!" "I'm going to cum! Ah Jing! You're the best of women, you're amazing!" Ah Jing only let out a low moan, obediently accepting the penetration, and unconsciously moving her buttocks towards him! Xiao Liu felt like he was about to explode, and when he couldn't hold back any longer, he desperately thrust his penis deep into Ah Jing's vagina, and his semen shot in again. "Ah! So good!" He pressed against Ah Jing's buttocks, grabbed her breasts with both hands and ejaculated violently, not even paying attention to her reaction, until he shot out the last drop of semen, then he let out a deep breath, his whole body limp as he pressed against Ah Jing's back. This scene made me reach my climax at the same time as the male and female protagonists. Having a wife like this is not a bad thing. Back in the house, I really fell asleep this time... The next day, my wife said to me with a face full of spring passion, "You drank too much yesterday, you should drink less in the future." "Where's Xiao Liu? Did he bring me back?" "I pretended to be confused. "Oh, Xiao Liu, he helped you to bed last night and came home without even having a sip of water. You should thank him properly! He's a really nice young man..." my wife said with a heartfelt smile. "Yes, you should thank him for me next time you see him..." I replied. After my wife left for work, I thought carefully about what happened last night, and Xiao Liu's words echoed in my ears again: "Brother, it's only because of you that I told you the truth. If it were anyone else, I would never have told them, even if you killed me." "The whole thing started two years ago. After being laid off for five or six years, A-Jing wanted to go back to her old job, but who could she talk to? Her first thought was the company's head, Manager Wang, whom she said was a nice, easy-going person. I told her to go herself, besides, I was quite busy with my own work. That evening, when A-Jing got home, she told me that Manager Wang had only said he'd see how it went and hadn't finalized a date. I told her she'd need to give him a gift, but she disagreed. A week later, A-Jing went again and went straight to Manager Wang's office. The manager was on his computer and asked her to wait. A-Jing noticed that Manager Wang didn't seem to be paying much attention to her and was very confused. That evening, I asked her about it, but she returned empty-handed again. But my wife told me this little detail, and I immediately understood—it's a man's intuition. 'Here's what you should do, go buy some fashionable clothes, put on some makeup, don't always look like a new mother…' I said with a hint of sarcasm. 'You mean…' My wife is very smart; she understood immediately." Because she's been staying home with the kids for so long, my wife's thinking has become quite rigid, and she has very little contact with the outside world. Even I think she's become too unfashionable; no one would be interested in her… let alone the boss at work. A person's image and appearance represent their mental state, and no one would hire someone who's depressed. The next day, my wife went to the department store and bought two very sexy midi-length skirts and a set of expensive cosmetics. When she first put them on, even I was amazed. She looked so sexy and beautiful! Her beautiful figure was on full display, and with her thick, black, long hair, anyone who didn't know her would think she was still unmarried. After she applied lipstick and makeup, she was an absolute beauty, absolutely radiant… I couldn't resist hugging her and kissing her. Clothes suit people perfectly. Ah Jing seemed to have found herself and her confidence. She held her head high, puffed out her proud chest, and with her long, slender legs, her figure was perfectly presented before me. "Okay, bring some gifts with you tomorrow; it's not appropriate to go empty-handed." "Just take a taxi there, it's too far. Also, you need to tell the manager your special skills so he'll value you and arrange a good job for you." I told her, and this time she listened. "Knock knock knock..." A-Jing nervously knocked on Manager Wang's office door. "Come in," came the reply from inside. A-Jing's heart was pounding as she went in, but the manager seemed to know it was her, not even looking up, continuing his work. "Manager, I'm here..." A-Jing said nervously. Manager Wang looked up, his eyes immediately fixed on her, unable to look away, forgetting to offer her a seat. "It's you...you...oh, how come...oh, please sit down." The manager came to his senses. Manager Wang quickly poured A-Jing a cup of tea, smiling broadly, and said, "Tell me about yourself, what skills do you have?" "Okay, I still want to do my old accounting job..." A-Jing said. "Well...let me think about it..." he seemed a little hesitant. "I can also type on a computer, use the internet, and so on." "My wife quickly added. "What? You know computers and the internet too? Perfect, I'm not very good at that, you can tutor me." Hearing that A-Jing knew computers and the internet, Manager Wang perked up. "Also, please accept this small token of my appreciation, Manager Wang, it's just a little something from me, I hope you can grant my request." A-Jing looked at Manager Wang expectantly. "Of course, of course." The manager's smile returned. "How about this, you can be the chief accountant at our newly established banana wholesale market." "Really?" My wife could hardly believe her ears, her proud breasts heaving, which her manager noticed. "You can start work tomorrow." "Manager Wang was quite straightforward. 'Alright then, thank you so much... I'll repay you in the future...' Ah Jing said sincerely, extending her slender hands to shake hands with the manager. Manager Wang was a seasoned veteran; upon hearing this, he quickly stood up, holding Ah Jing's hands tightly for a long time. 'Don't be so polite, we're family now... hahaha... I'll need your help with many things...' His eyes secretly glanced at Ah Jing's breasts, which were about to burst out, his lower body almost bursting through his pants. Fortunately, Ah Jing was still innocent and didn't look down. A month later, I happened to be away on a business trip. In the afternoon, my wife was online at home. Suddenly, the power went off..."The phone rang. "Hmm, who is it?" my wife asked. "It's me...you're home...I have a question I'd like to ask you. It's about the computer and internet; I don't know how to use these software programs..." A rough male voice came from the other end of the line. "Oh, who is it? It's Manager Wang...where are you?" my wife asked. "I'm at work. How about this, I'll come to your house to ask you, so you don't have to make the trip. I happen to have a car; I'll have Xiao Liu give me a ride," the other person replied. "Okay, I'm home alone anyway, come on over," my wife answered honestly. A moment later, the doorbell rang. Ah Jing peeked through the peephole and saw Manager Wang, dressed in a suit and tie. Although over fifty, he looked very young and energetic. He was about 1.72 meters tall, just taller than me in high school. My wife always teased me about being short, but seeing such a tall man standing before me today made my heart flutter. I quickly let him in and gave him a pair of slippers to change into. "Your home is nicely decorated, very innovative..." Manager Wang said as he looked around. "By the way, where's your husband?" he asked knowingly. "He's away on a business trip, won't be back for about a month," his wife replied. "Anyway, it's almost dinnertime, how about this, let's go out for dinner together, my treat, and then we can finish up when we get back," Manager Wang suggested, seizing the opportunity. "Okay," his wife agreed without thinking, a trap indeed. After my beautiful wife started working, she had many clients and social engagements, so naturally, there was a long line of men interested in her. She was well aware of this, and in her interactions with these men, she often used their lust to her advantage. At the same time, she had to maintain a perfect balance, leaving them with only fantasies and no opportunity. She had feelings for a few of these men, but because of me, nothing further developed; after all, she still loved me. While I was away, this handsome Manager Wang, my beautiful wife's boss, launched a strong offensive. Although she didn't accept at first, she was definitely having some thoughts. Married for so long (actually only two years), the fact that a man was still infatuated with her, especially a rather handsome one who was also a company CEO, was something that secretly pleased her. Tonight, he invited her to dinner, which boosted my beautiful wife's confidence and pride considerably. She dressed up specially, looking very sexy and avant-garde. When she arrived at the dinner table, she discovered that other company leaders were also there. She blushed with embarrassment at her appearance, making her seem even more alluring… The whole table instantly became lively. Throughout the meal, she could feel Manager Wang's affectionate gaze constantly lingering on her, while everyone else at the table remained oblivious. During the meal, my wife was given quite a bit of alcohol. Near the end, she got up to use the restroom, but when she came out, she was suddenly pulled into the stairwell. Looking closely, she saw it was Manager Wang. Manager Wang, without a word, grabbed her and kissed her passionately. She was shocked, delighted, and afraid all at once, yet she was rendered powerless by his kisses and couldn't resist. (Hearing my wife being forcibly kissed without resisting, I thought to myself, "Oh well, oh well," but my heart felt like it was being pricked by needles, yet there was also an indescribable thrill, and I wanted to hear more.) She said she had to go back to her table, but Manager Wang held her back, refusing to let her leave unless she accompanied him to a bar that night. She reluctantly agreed. After the meal, she hurriedly excused herself, only to be led to his car by Manager Wang. Before she knew it, the car had stopped at Manager Wang's house. My wife knew what was about to happen, but her month-long abstinence and her feelings for Manager Wang made her lie and say she'd just sit for a bit and then leave. On the sofa in Manager Wang's house, he embraced her, kissing and caressing her body. In the dim light, Manager Wang stripped my wife down to her underwear. He slipped his hand under her bra, grasping and kneading her breasts wantonly. Then he pulled down her thong, parting the thin fabric that barely covered her vulva and weaving it between her labia majora and thighs, his fingers gently caressing her clitoris. My wife felt as if struck by lightning, her mind instantly clearing. She struggled, saying, "No, I have a husband!" Manager Wang whispered in her ear, "What does it matter?" He kissed her earlobe relentlessly while his fingers skillfully circled her clitoris. "No…please…I'm married…um…really no…I don't want to betray my husband…please…" My wife's desperate pleas, accompanied by moans, further aroused Manager Wang's lust. Ignoring her struggles, he forcibly removed her bra, then pulled down her panties with both hands. My wife desperately clung to the two thin strings to escape, and with a soft snap, her panties tore. Manager Wang pounced on her, and she still put up a last-ditch resistance. He grabbed her hands, raised them overhead and crossed them, then grabbed both her wrists with one hand. In her struggle, Manager Wang spread her legs apart, and she felt his penis pressing against her entrance. Finally, her legs were pinned down, and then she felt himself being forcefully penetrated. Opening her eyes, she saw a triumphant satisfaction on Manager Wang's face. Overwhelmed with guilt, tears suddenly welled up uncontrollably, and she despairingly stopped resisting. Seeing that she had resigned herself to her fate, Manager Wang released her hands and began to fully enjoy my wife's alluring body. Manager Wang's penis was thick, long, and firm, his thrusts powerful yet skillful, and gradually she began to lose herself in pleasure. Her hands gripped the sofa cushion tightly, and her legs began to move involuntarily, accompanied by captivating moans. Manager Wang got up and placed a soft cushion under her waist, and she slightly raised her hips to accommodate him. Manager Wang gently lifted her two slender, long legs onto his shoulders. She squeezed his neck tightly, pulling him towards her. Manager Wang triumphantly thrust his penis against her vulva, deliberately not penetrating. His wife's beautiful brows furrowed, and she groaned loudly, too embarrassed to speak. Determined to completely conquer the woman beneath him, Manager Wang feigned gentleness and asked, "Want it?" "...Mmm..." His wife mustered her courage and hummed in response, her face flushing, even her ears turning red. "Want what?" "...You...you know..." "I want to hear you say it." "Want your...that..." "Which one?" "...Cock...cock..." His wife struggled to utter the lewd words in front of the man. The man inserted the head of his penis into his wife's vagina, but didn't penetrate further. Manager Wang rotated and rubbed the shallow part of her vagina while continuing his verbal abuse of his wife. "Say 'dick'." "..." His wife struggled painfully in the face of intense physical desire. "Say it." "Mmm...mmm...dick..." His wife turned her head away in embarrassment, burying her face in the pillow. “Say you want my dick.” “I want…your dick…” my wife’s voice was barely audible from under the pillows. “Louder!” “I want your dick.” “Is that all you’ve got? Louder!” “I want your dick!” My wife couldn’t take it anymore and shouted back. Manager Wang laughed loudly and thrust his penis all the way in, stimulating my wife to open her mouth into an “O” shape and let out a deafening scream. Then Manager Wang picked up Ah Jing, supporting her plump buttocks, and thrust his penis in and out of her wet vagina repeatedly. The indescribable pleasure from his glans made it impossible for him to stop, especially since she was following the rhythm, her vagina moving in and out in perfect harmony, making it impossible to stop. The incessant flow of vaginal fluid had already flowed over his scrotum and started to run down his thighs. He gradually felt his legs go weak and tremble slightly, so he carried her and continued thrusting as he walked towards the bedroom. He entered the bedroom, tossed her onto the bed, and, taking advantage of the moment, stripped off his upper body, leaving himself naked, and pounced on her again. Ah Jing had already placed a towel under her buttocks, spreading her legs almost into a V-shape, raising her vulva to welcome him. He pressed down on her, and Ah Jing surprisingly guided his penis with her hand, allowing the glans to enter her vagina. He thrust forward, easily filling the small opening again. The two fleshy creatures embraced each other on the bed, inseparable, rolling together, feeling only mutual affection and regret for not having met sooner. Manager Wang, while thrusting, looked down to admire the beautiful and moving scene of their genitals meeting, seeing his proud penis moving in and out between her bright red labia, splashing the flowing vaginal fluid everywhere. Rarely, the tender skin at the entrance of her vagina was exceptionally long, being stretched and pulled back and forth with each thrust of the penis, as clearly as a close-up shot in a pornographic film; the entire vulva was flushed red from engorgement, the labia minora hardening around the bulging veins of the penis, making the friction sensation even more acute and intense; the tender skin covering the clitoris was pulled and rubbed repeatedly by the labia, causing it to swell and harden, becoming as thick as a little finger, pointing straight forward, almost touching the busy penis. He, aroused, simply raised her legs, placing them on her shoulders, allowing his penis to penetrate deeper and thrust more vigorously. Ah Jing seemed to understand, placing her hands on the back of her knees and forcefully pulling her thighs towards her chest, allowing her lower body to rise higher and their skin to press more intimately together. Sure enough, with each thrust, he pressed her thighs down even further, like a seesaw in a child's game, one end lowered as the other rose, her buttocks moving up and down in perfect harmony with the rise and fall of his lower body. For a moment, the entire bedroom was filled with a cacophony of sounds—the slapping and smacking of genitals colliding, accompanied by the squelching and squelching of her juices—a three-dimensional, resonant symphony.Springtime was boundless. She heard the incessant sounds from her lower mouth, while her upper mouth, naturally, joined in, adding its own melody: "Ah...ah...my little darling...love brother...ah...ah...you're so good at this...I'm giving you my life...ah...ah...my little pussy feels so good...ah...ah...I'm going to lose it...I'm going to fly to heaven...mmm...mmm...mmm..." She closed her eyes tightly, gritted her teeth, and kicked her legs straight, clinging to his still-swaying waist, trembling uncontrollably, her fragrant sweat and vaginal fluids spraying out simultaneously. Only one thought occupied her mind: My God! It turns out that besides my little husband, other men can also give me this kind of ecstatic, life-and-death feeling! The intense orgasm brought her immense pleasure, and the depression of her husband's absence for several days was finally completely relieved. After slowly digesting the afterglow of her orgasm, her whole body felt limp and she didn't want to move anymore. Seeing her enjoying his pleasure as if she were in heaven, Manager Wang felt incredibly powerful and thrust even harder, pushing his penis to its very hilt with each stroke. He wished he could squeeze his testicles into her writhing hole as well. His relentless, pile-driving motions allowed his penis to experience endless pleasure, and he wished it could go on forever. He thought, "Ah Jing is truly amazing. How could I have misjudged her? I almost missed out on her..." Ah Jing was nearly fainting from the unprecedented orgasm she had experienced. Now, enduring his relentless, storm-like thrusting, she was completely defenseless. All she could do was continuously release her vaginal fluids as a reward for his hard work. She was baffled by the sheer amount of fluids flowing out; it seemed endless. She felt like a machine that produced endless amounts of vaginal fluids, constantly churning out its product. The towel under her buttocks, originally intended to catch the semen after intercourse to prevent staining the sheets, was now soaked with her vaginal fluids before the semen had even been ejaculated, so wet it could be wrung out by hand. Manager Wang withdrew his penis, lowered one leg from his shoulder while keeping the other on his arm, then shifted her body into a side-lying position, kneeling on the bed. He arched his upper body, spreading her thighs into a split, her vulva wide open. Due to the separation of her labia minora, several transparent, sticky strands of vaginal fluid were stretched out, like a spiderweb sealing the vaginal opening. He pressed one hand against her thigh on his shoulder, and with the other, lifted his burning penis, breaking through the web and thrusting it into this "spider web cave." Whether it was because he swam often and had exceptionally strong waist, or because this position made it easier to generate power, every thrust was powerful and resounding, each one penetrating deep into the cave, reaching its very end. Her body swayed back and forth from the forceful impact, her breasts bouncing wildly. Manager Wang reached out and took turns caressing her, sometimes gripping tightly, sometimes kneading gently, at

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