[Who Guards the Gatekeeper?] (Part 5) Author: aurelius1982

Author: aurelius1982
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Who Keeps the Gatekeeper (Part 5)

I read the email three times, masturbating each time, and was pleased to see how far things had progressed.
Part of me was a little jealous, because Mina seemed to be getting more and more involved with Dara than before
. But I told myself it was inevitable. I focused more on my wife’s absolute lewdness,
spending the day almost naked in the gatekeeper’s cabin, wearing only a bra. All day I
thought about what to do next. In my mind, I began to formulate a small plan. To put it into action,
I visited my colleague Lao Zhang, who was quite a computer expert.

When I called Mina in the Indian evening, she answered immediately.

“Where have you been?” she asked impatiently.

“Sorry, darling, things are really too busy here.” I said, “Can you get on Skype
?”

“Sure,” she said.

Once the Skype connection was established, I smiled as I looked at what I saw.

“Wow! Great! A new hairstyle!” I said. Her hair was usually long and straight, but this time it seemed to
be curly and more elegant.

“Have you seen my emails?” she asked.

“Of course, we’re really going at it!”

“Are you angry?”

“Not at all. I get very aroused. So tonight is the night?”

“Yes, Rahil’s parents are coming to pick Ayan up in a little while.”

“What have you two lovebirds been up to all day?” “Prakka! Don’t talk like that!” She
blushed.

“You obviously got a new hairstyle for tonight.”

“No, it was just a coincidence.” She said it unconvincingly.

“Anyway, we haven’t really been together all day. I’ve been busy with a lot of chores, and he
works a full day, so he’s free at night.”

“When is he coming?”

“Late at night, after everyone in this building has gone to bed.”

“So… tonight. Want to go all the way?”

“I don’t know,” Mina said, sounding uncertain. This was the first time she hadn’t
responded to my teasing about her wanting to have sex.

“You know, I wouldn’t mind if you did.”

“I know…” she said anxiously.

“Will he spend the whole night with you? Or just a few hours? Will Bank come with him?”

She didn’t say anything, just looked at me absently.

“Prakka…”

“Yes, sweetheart?”

“It feels weird talking like this, it makes me nervous.”

“I understand.”

“Maybe this is best if I email you like last time.”

“Okay.”

“Are you okay with that?”

“Of course.”

“I love you, Prakka, you’re the best!”

She blew a kiss toward the screen.

“Mina, before you leave… there’s something I need you to do.”

“Yes.”

“I’ll email you a file. Just download and install it. It’s a new database
system that our company has implemented, synchronizing all engineering remotes. This way, even if I’m at home, I can still
access some information.”

“Oh, okay.”

“It will take a while to install; it will automatically update over the internet every few hours.
So just keep your computer on.”

“Yes, ma’am,” she said. After Skype's call ended, I rushed to
finish all the work related to my duties for the next few days. I told my boss I needed a personal day off.
By the time I finally finished everything and returned to my little cabin, more than an hour had passed.

My heart was pounding, and I opened the email Lao Zhang had sent me with instructions. I logged into the virtual personal
network and followed his instructions step by step. My request was simple for him. I told him I
just wanted a way to remotely control my home webcam because I suspected my wife
of being unfaithful. Lao Zhang had been cheated on and dumped by his wife, so he was very willing to help.

After what seemed like a few years, but actually only about fifteen minutes, I made it through, thanks to Mina's ignorant
installation of the software for me. My screen was filled with images of my bedroom. The room was empty and dark. I checked
my clock and estimated that it was around 9:30 pm in Mumbai.

I applied the night vision filter Lao Zhang had given me, and the screen turned into different shades of green. The room
was indeed empty. From the green hues, I could make out the bed and other furniture.

I turned the volume up to the maximum and applied a sound booster filter, something Lao Zhang had taught me. In the distance, I
could hear the television coming from the living room. I guessed Mina was watching TV, her usual routine at this time of night.
She'd said, anyway, that Dara wouldn't come over before late.

I knew this surveillance operation required patience. So I left the screen on, grabbed a book, and started reading.
After about half an hour, suddenly, the screen lit up. Mina had gone into the bedroom and turned on
the light. I watched my beautiful wife walk around the bedroom, completely unaware that I was watching her.
She was still wearing the same loose-fitting Sharva trousers and tight-fitting Kamiz long cardigan as before. She was walking past
the webcam and monitor, meaning, as Lao Zhang had said, a screensaver was in effect.

I watched Mina spend a few minutes tidying the bedroom, folding the sheets, putting away clothes, and so on. All the
time, she hummed a little tune. A few minutes later, her phone rang. She looked at it, smiled, and then answered it
.

"Hello."

The person on the other end said something, and she giggled. I was surprised at
how young she seemed, like an excited teenager. For the next few minutes, I saw her
examining herself in the mirror while talking on her phone. Clearly, I could only hear what she was saying; I had to guess the responses
on the other end.

"Yes, it's 12:30, good. Yes, no need to knock. Send me a missed call and I
won't lock the door."

"Don't be silly." A long, silly laugh like a schoolgirl's.

"Have you had dinner? I can cook you some late-night snacks."

"I don't think I have the ingredients."

"Yes, I can do that."

"What do you think I should wear now?"

"Heh, keep dreaming."

"No! No! Don't bring Bank over, I sucked his dick once. He should be satisfied!"

This is news to me. She hadn't told me about it. I don't know if she deliberately hid
the truth , or if she just forgot to mention it.

"Okay, now I have to get ready. Yes, now, yes, yes! Okay! I'm
hanging up now."

Mina hung up the phone and put it on the bedside table. I sat up as she started to undress. Even
after so many years of marriage, the sight of my sexy wife undressing still gave me a hard bone down there. She
stripped completely naked, picked up a towel, and walked toward the bathroom, her full buttocks swaying gracefully.

Before she went into the bathroom, I noticed she took a small plastic bag from the bedside table and brought it in with her
. I sat there patiently waiting for her to finish showering. As the minutes ticked by, I noticed she took
longer than usual. When she came out, it had been almost half an hour. The sight of her that appeared
gave me another jolt.

My wife walked out completely naked, her large breasts bouncing with every step. A towel
wrapped around her wet hair. And she skipped and hopped lightly. Passing the bed, approaching the camera, her wardrobe was
right next to her, and I exclaimed in surprise! If she could hear me, she would be startled.

As she walked past, I was shocked. I discovered that my wife's vulva was completely bald! Mina didn't actually
have a thicket of hair, nor had she ever really shaved there. I had never asked her to,
probably because she was too demure and traditional. I was pretty sure that when she went into the bathroom, her pubic hair was still there.
So that's why she stayed in the bathroom for so long; she was shaving her pubic hair.

As she walked to the mirror a little later, confirming it, she placed her fingers on her labia and carefully examined her
bare vulva. She found a few hairs that hadn't been removed before. She rushed into the bathroom and came out again, and sure enough, I
saw a razor in her hand. She propped one leg up on the vanity and then carefully shaved her vulva with the razor.
Just watching her do this in that intimate moment almost made me ejaculate.

—————————— Mina seemed finally satisfied with her vulva. She took the razor away, untied
the towel wrapped around her hair, bent over, and began to dry it. Her large breasts swayed like pendulums, and her buttocks
looked incredibly alluring as she bent over. I felt like I wanted to jump into the screen and ride her there.

She picked up a hairdryer and carefully dried her newly styled hair. Before that, she put on a set of
white lace panties that looked like new and a matching bra. Once her hair was dry, she applied some necessary makeup
and then put on a red sari, almost like a bride.

I sat on pins and needles in my chair, watching the screen
show my wife of many years, dressed like a beautiful bride. She did all this for our lowly gatekeeper. This guy, he folded
a hundred -rupee note, stuffed it into her vagina, and became her lover. This guy, he'd done almost everything with her
, and it looked like tonight, he was going to take over the last unexplored territory.

Mina finished getting ready, turned off the light, and left the bedroom. Through the sound-enhancing filter, I could hear the television
being turned on again. Then I heard some sounds from the kitchen utensils. I guessed she was
making a midnight snack while watching TV.

For the next few hours, I sat in front of the computer screen, time ticking very slowly. I was eagerly excited
about everything I was about to see. But now it was the middle of the night in Manila, and I had just finished a long day of
work. I don't know when I dozed off.

"I can't find it!"

I was suddenly startled awake by a loud voice. I rubbed my eyes and saw Dara, our
old gatekeeper, standing there naked in front of my wardrobe. I noticed his nakedness and wondered how much I had
missed . I checked the clock; it was only a few minutes past 12:30.

"Right there!" Mina clicked her tongue twice as she entered the bedroom.

I noticed she was still fully dressed. But he was naked. She reached into the closet and handed Dara
a towel. As she did so, I saw her glance hastily at his half-erect, thick penis and blush. I guessed
he'd take another shower like that day.

"Can I wear his clothes? Mine are too dirty," he said.

"You can," Mina said, looking at my clothes, "but he's much taller and more muscular than you."

"But I'm here, playing with his wife," Dara said, putting his arm around Mina's waist and gently
squeezing her buttocks.

"Hehe," Mina giggled.

"How about this?" She reached for my favorite expensive gold robe.

I avoided the thought of that rude old man wearing my beloved robe.

"Hmm… well. I won't need to wear clothes for long anyway," he chuckled.

“Although I admire how hard you tried to dress up.”

He buried his face in the cleavage exposed by her blouse, sniffing her breasts, then went to the bathroom. Mina
came out and went back to the kitchen.

A dozen minutes later, Dara came out wearing my robe, but it was open and unbuttoned. I could see his
penis was now even more erect, his lean torso glistening with water droplets; he wasn’t completely dry. He stopped in front of the mirror
, admiring his muscular body for a moment, stretching his muscles, and touching his flat stomach.
Then he grabbed a few bottles of perfume and sprayed a lot on himself.

“Midnight snack is ready!” Mina’s voice called from the kitchen.

“Coming, madam!” Dara said, smiling at himself in the mirror, and went out.

I sat on the edge of the chair, looking at the empty bedroom, listening to what I could hear. The television was
off. I heard the noise of pots and pans. Then I heard a faint conversation for a while. They were
eating and talking.

A quarter of an hour turned into half an hour, then into forty-five minutes. I began to worry about the worst. Whatever they
were doing, they were doing it in the living room, and I wouldn't see anything. Soon, my fears seemed to be coming
true. The conversation stopped. Complete silence, except for the occasional silly giggle.

I stared at the empty bedroom with frustration, trying to imagine what had happened. Had my wife been
undressed? Had she been penetrated? What had happened? Why weren't they in the bedroom?

At that moment, my prayers were finally answered.

Dara carried my wife into the bedroom. He had already removed her sari, petticoat, and blouse. She lay slumped in
his arms, wearing only her lace bra and panties. He was still wearing my robe, but it was buttoned up
. He walked quietly to the bed and tossed her onto it.

"I'll be right back," he said, extending his little finger toward the bathroom. My wife, wearing only
her underwear , nodded and sat up.

Mina got out of bed and looked at herself in the mirror. She seemed tense. She touched her stomach,
sides, and buttocks with her palms. Then, she took a deep breath and paced around the bedroom, nervously swinging her arms. She returned to
the mirror, pulled down the front of her panties, and stroked her newly bare vulva with her fingers for a few seconds.

Then she pulled down the back of her panties, inadvertently revealing her bare buttocks to me, swaying her hips
like a seductive cabaret dancer. Those round, white buttocks looked so intensely alluring, making one want to be
fucked.

"Pah, what am I doing?" she muttered to herself, pulling her panties back down, but I heard her clearly.

She nervously walked back and sat on the edge of the bed, facing the camera. I saw a thoughtful expression on her face. I
admired her bare, smooth, delicate legs, her deep cleavage, and she sat there, occasionally breathing heavily with unease.

She bent her right leg and crossed it over her left, her right elbow resting on her knee, sitting there absentmindedly,
her other hand running through her hair.

"What am I doing, Plaka? Am I crazy? Will you hate me?" she said, staring directly at the webcam
, and for a moment I thought she knew I was watching. But then, she turned her head away, continuing her inner
monologue.

"I love you, and I hope you don't hate me. I really can't control myself. Oh God, maybe I
should ask him to leave!"

She began nervously biting her right hand fingers.

"Yes, I want him to leave," she nodded, muttering to herself.

Just then, the bathroom door opened, and Dara came out. His robe was now undone, open in the front, and
his penis looked almost fully erect.

"What are you talking about?" he asked, walking closer to the bed and sitting down beside her with his legs crossed.

"Nothing," she said, twirling a finger in her hair.

Dara put his right arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer for a kiss. Mina opened her lips and began to kiss him back.
Dara 's left hand moved to her breasts, caressing them through her bra; Mina's body was still a little stiff. Her
hands were folded together, and although she was kissing him, she seemed very nervous.

Dara continued to kiss her gently, caressing her shoulders and breasts. Gradually, Mina seemed to relax. She placed
her right hand on his arm, rubbing it gently.

After a few seconds, her hand left his arm and moved to his crotch. Dara groaned, so I
guessed her fingers were entwining around his penis. But quickly she withdrew her hand and began to caress
his thigh through the fabric of his robe. From the sound amplification filter, it meant their kiss was loud. After a particularly
loud kiss, Dara lowered his head and began kissing Mina's neck.

"Mmm...oh..." Mina groaned in a high-pitched voice, her left hand beginning to stroke his hair.
Dara 's left hand now slid inside her bra, forcefully stroking her right breast.

"Ah...!" my wife groaned as he bit her exposed nipple.

"I love your big tits!" Dara said hoarsely.

His hands continued to play with her breasts, and she pulled him back to kiss her upper lip. They
kissed like two hormone-fueled teenagers, their heads moving frequently and caressing each other intimately. Mina's right hand moved from his
thigh to his bare chest and began to stroke his chest hair. Then she locked her hand around his neck and
kissed him forcefully for a few seconds. She stopped kissing, moved her face down, and kissed his hairy chest. Dara kissed the top of her head
and stroked her hair.

"Did you do a special new hairstyle for me?" he asked.

"Mmm," she said, her face hidden by the lapel of her robe, still licking his chest.

Mina's face slowly moved down. She caressed his chest hair with her nose, kissed it for a while, then slid down to his
stomach, and then suddenly, she lowered her head, even further down, and I saw my wife's innocent lips
holding the glans of the gatekeeper's naked, thick penis, her delicate fingers gripping the base.

"Don't use your hands!" Dara said sternly, leaning back. I was surprised and excited to see my wife
obediently follow the gatekeeper's orders.

She placed her hands on his thighs, her buttocks shifting slightly back so her waist could bend
more. As she expertly performed oral sex on him, her head bobbed up and down on his lap. I saw this and had
a revelation. I had never received such passionate oral sex from my wife, and here it was
yet another after countless times for our gatekeeper.

"Madam, darling! I love your warm mouth," he said, pulling her breasts off her bra,
adding , "And of course, your big tits."

It was a strongly erotic scene that filled my screen. I zoomed in a little. Mina's nipples rubbed against
Dara's knees as she sucked on his thick cock. He began to groan, occasionally stroking her bare arms and
shoulders.

After about five minutes of handless sucking, Dara helped Mina straighten up, and then his mouth
and hands attacked her breasts resting on her bra cups. She wrapped her arms around his head and began kissing his hair.

His left hand slowly moved down from her breasts, over her stomach, and slipped into her panties.

"Mmm…!" Mina groaned.

"Wow!" Dara exclaimed.

He looked up at her.

"Did you remove your pubic hair?" She nodded, blushing.

"For me?" She blushed and shrugged.

Dara turned back to suckle her breasts, his left hand inside her panties, beginning a frenzied caress. "Mmm...ah...ooh..." Mina began to moan loudly

as Dara's fingers frantically stroked her vulva and clitoris . Dara straddled one of his legs, attacking her breasts and vulva more intensely. For the next few minutes, my room was filled with different moans emanating from my wife. "Ah...oh...yes...like that...yes...right there...oh...yes...slower ...not so slow..." Her arms hung at her sides, leaning back, as her gatekeeper lover professionally fingered her vulva. A few minutes later, her hips and thighs swayed and trembled, and she had a decent orgasm . I could hardly believe what I was seeing; my crotch was rock hard. Hearing and reading are one thing. But to see my wife climax in our own bed, in the hands of our lowly gatekeeper... it was divine intervention! "Thank you..." Mina said with genuine gratitude, and began kissing his chest again. Dara leaned against the bed, and she began sucking his penis again. She was now dealing with his large penis with renewed vigor. After a moment, Dara lifted his ankles and wrapped them around my wife's bare back, pressing her into a submissive position to serve his penis. "Yes...suck my cock, madam...like sucking a lollipop!" he said, gently pulling her hair. She complied with his request for a few minutes, then lifted her head to kiss him. Dara didn't seem to mind the smell of his own penis in her mouth. He leaned back until he was lying on the bed, and he used his legs to pull Mina onto him. She lay on top of him, placed her hands on his head, and began kissing him again. As they kissed, Dara finally found the hooks of her bra and pulled off the sheer fabric. My wife was now only wearing her panties, writhing and thrashing against her lover, kissing him like a sexually starved teenager. I was startled by the intensity of their passionate kisses. This didn't seem like a convenient hookup or a casual, fleeting affair. There seemed to be something more meaningful about it, and that part terrified me. —————— After a while, Dara flipped her off him. Her weight seemed too much for him to bear for long. He made her sit on the edge of the bed while he stood on the floor. "Suck!" he commanded my wife, who obeyed eagerly. "You can pleasure my balls with your hands." "Uh…okay…" she mumbled, his penis spitting in and out of her mouth. Mina was now sitting naked on the edge of the bed, leaning forward, sucking the gatekeeper's cock. Her left hand rested on his waist, her right hand cupping and caressing his balls. Dara stood in front of her, one hand on her head , the other on his hip, wearing my robe, standing in my bedroom, a smug look on his face as my wife gave him oral sex. "Get on the floor!" he roared, pulling her hair. My wife obediently slid off the bed and knelt on the floor. As she slid off the bed, her panties rubbed against the sheets and slipped down a few inches, partially exposing her buttocks and cleft. Instinctively, she used one hand to pull her panties up. But even in that brief second, a glimpse of her bare back looked so erotic. Soon, she was kneeling, slightly bent over, wolfing down his testicles and sucking his penis. Her full, sweet lips tightly enveloped his thick penis, almost to their limit. With each thrust of his penis into her face, some of her lipstick was rubbed off by his shaft. "Use your tongue, use your tongue!" he commanded, casually slapping her cheek. I could see her tongue circling his penis in her mouth, causing her cheeks to swell. She spat out his penis for a few seconds, coughed a few times, then stuck out her tongue and licked along his shaft from bottom to top. She especially made circular licking motions around the glans a few times. All the time, her delicate fingers were pleasing his testicles. Then, she did something incredibly lewd, almost straight out of a porn movie. She wrapped her large breasts around his penis. Dara clearly enjoyed it, and after a few strokes of her breasts, he shoved his penis back into her mouth. "Your breasts are nice to touch and play with, but when it comes to my penis, I prefer it in your mouth," Dara's voice was high-pitched and he was becoming increasingly breathless; he was clearly close to ejaculation. So at this moment, with his penis inside her mouth, he decided to take control and push it to its climax. He grabbed her head with both hands and began to thrust his hips rapidly, essentially fucking her mouth instead of her giving him oral sex. The rapid movements seemed to startle Mina, and she grabbed Dara's buttocks for support. But she seemed to get used to it , and even her hands began to slowly move, massaging his buttocks for pleasure. "Puff... puff... puff puff..." Mina made low gagging sounds, but they conveyed a euphoric lust, without any discomfort. It was a surreal sight. My wife was only wearing her panties, her hands wrapped around his buttocks , her face pushed against his crotch. He grabbed her hair and continued to fuck her mouth hard. Her breasts swayed back and forth, alternately slapping against his thighs and her ribs. Dara seemed to be in control, treating my wife like his personal sex toy. "Ugh... Oh...!" Dara suddenly groaned, stopping his hip thrusts. He gripped my wife's hair tightly, and I saw her cheeks bulging as if her mouth was clearly full of his semen. Her eyes widened, and she seemed to want to pull back so his penis could escape from her mouth. From what she had told me, he had never ejaculated in her mouth until now. But he held her tightly, and she stopped struggling, semen dripping from the corner of her mouth. It seemed like an eternity, but it was only a few seconds, and the scene remained like that. "Gurgle..." There was a loud swallowing sound. I felt a pang of arousal and jealousy, realizing that my wife had just swallowed a lot of our gatekeeper's semen, something she had never done to me before. Dara chuckled and finally released Mina's hair. Instantly, her head lurched back, and she began to cough violently. Some semen sprayed from her mouth, landing on Dara's thigh. She leaned against the bed, sitting on the floor, and...

She scooped up some of the semen that had leaked from her mouth. She glanced sideways at Dara, still coughing.

Dara chuckled again, patted her head lightly, and headed for the bathroom, presumably to clean up.
I looked closely at my wife; she sat there, panting, trying to catch her breath. Her face was covered in
streaks and patches of semen. Her eyes were wet, as often happened when she coughed. Her breasts
heaved. Her face wore a troubled expression.

I watched, mesmerized, as Mina's breasts finally calmed. She tilted her head back, breathing heavily.
Then , in an instant, she looked up again. She raised her right hand, the one she had used to scoop up the semen. I stared intently. Then,
slowly, she stuck out her tongue and licked it. I saw her lips make an exaggerated, grotesque grin.

She cleanly licked her hands and wrists, swallowing clearly the patches of semen she licked off. Then, she
scraped up the streaks of semen from her face and neck with her fingers and swallowed them as well.

Even after she had progressed so far, what I just saw her doing, her subconscious, seemed to
convey a huge shift in my wife's mindset. She had begun to experimentally explore her sexuality and broaden her
horizons.

Although she was already an enthusiastic participant, she always seemed to take small steps. The Mina of the past might have been angry at someone
like Dara, who would suddenly fill her mouth with semen. She did seem a little unhappy at first. But it was
clear that the anger had dissipated, and she had come to savor the experience. Here, she was learning to
collect and swallow his semen as if swallowing chocolate syrup.

Mina slowly got off the ground and onto the bed. She lay there with her limbs outstretched, her legs wide open,
her eyes fixed on the ceiling, still absentmindedly licking her fingers, her large breasts swaying gently outwards,
her nipples hard and erect. One hand slowly slid into her panties and began to touch herself, occasionally moaning. I
zoomed and saw her fingers penetrating her genitals, rather than playing with her clitoris. Then, she slowly
rolled over onto her stomach, arching her body slightly with her knees, and continued to finger herself.

From this angle, she looked so wanton. Her face was buried in the bed, her legs spread, and her buttocks, covered by her panties, arched and fell repeatedly as her
fingers inserted into her vagina. She stretched her bare, smooth back
up to her waist.

Dara returned to the room a few minutes later, his robe still open. He saw her lying face down on the bed, pleasing
herself, and laughed.

"Madam, do you like this?" he asked.

"Mmm…" Mina replied with a passionate moan.

"Do you like swallowing your lover's semen?" he asked as he got into bed, propping himself up on his elbows beside her.

Mina rolled over, curling her legs up. In that position, her large buttocks, even covered by her panties, looked
even more alluring. She snuggled closer to Dara and rested her face on his shoulder. Dara slid down
beside , placing his hands on her bare waist.

"I've never done this before," Mina said, blushing.

Her hand slipped out from her panties and began rubbing Dara's semi-erect penis.

"You mean you've never swallowed even your husband's semen?" His voice held genuine
surprise. "Never." She shook her head.

"It feels special to me." Dara rubbed her buttocks. "It's
a commitment , a very good one."

Mina said nothing, only gently kissed his chest hair and snuggled closer to him.

They embraced quietly for a few minutes, then Mina asked, "Does Vina always swallow?" A hint of
jealousy in her voice.

"No, I was thinking the same thing. She'd let me ejaculate into her mouth, but always spit it out. The lowly maid
draws a line on swallowing, but the wealthy lady swallows hungrily, licking up every last drop."

Dara chuckled. This comment brought a mixture of shame and sexual arousal to Mina's face.

"What is it that she did and I didn't?" Mina asked sharply.

“There’s nothing more than what she did,” Dara replied quickly.

“What if I were willing to start doing what she did?”

Dara propped himself up on his elbows, looking at Mina.

“You mean, you want to? You’re ready?”

“No! I didn’t say that.” Mina also propped herself up on her elbows, looking at her lover. “
And then?”

“I mean, what if… just what if… I did it, what would happen?”

“How would you want things to change?”

“Never mind.” Mina clicked her tongue and lay back down.

Dara propped himself up on one elbow, a smile on his face as he looked at Mina. He seemed to want to
say something , but he remained silent. He reached down and touched Mina’s panties.

“You’re so wet tonight!” he said, inserting two fingers into her vagina.

At this sensation, Mina’s breasts trembled. But then she pushed his hand away.

“Now, don’t do anything. Just… hold me in your arms, snuggle together.” She said,
resting her head on his shoulder.

Dara complied. He straddled her, pulling her close and embracing her tightly
. I watched in surprise, for my wife was nestled affectionately in the old gatekeeper’s arms, as if she were his
wife.

In the next few minutes, Mina happily and affectionately embraced the old man, kissing his cheeks and
chest, her hands tracing his entire body. He returned the gesture, but his hands were focused on her buttocks,
caressing her through her underwear.

“Have you always been like this?” Mina asked softly.

“Like what?”

“So…sexually driven…so energetic. Have you always been chasing women?”

“Why do you ask?” Dara said, puzzled.

“Usually we only focus on this kind of thing. I just want to have a heart-to-heart talk. I want to
know .”

“Okay.”

Dara considered for a moment and said, “I’ve always been interested in sex. But to be honest, when I was younger,
I didn’t do much. I think I didn’t understand women. Plus, I got married early, and in the military,
I was very restricted in my access to the women around me. I was generally very satisfied with my wife and my sex life. Then
she died, and I started, you know, having affairs everywhere.”

"How many women have you slept with?" "About a dozen." Dara shrugged.

"How many men have you been with?"

"You're the third," she said. "So Bank is the fourth, if you count him." Mina blushed.

"It was just a momentary urge. I feel sorry for the poor guy," she said.

"He doesn't mind." Dara laughed.

Mina's hand reached down, her fingers entwining around Dara's penis, which I noticed was hard again.

"Already, uh?" she asked, slowly rubbing the thick shaft.

"It's all because of you. With you in my arms, talking about sex, and now your magical fingers. If your
mouth cooperates too... hehe." Dara winked.

Mina slid down the bed with a lewd laugh. Her body arched at the waist, her legs crossed, she
opened her mouth wide and began to suck his penis. I was surprised that he was ready again so quickly.

I watched intently as my wife attacked his penis with her passionate mouth, her fingers playing with his testicles
. Dara lay down, comfortably enjoying the oral sex. Then, his fingers slid inside her panties and
began to caress her buttocks.

"Madam, may I take off your panties?" he asked politely.

Mina pulled his penis out of her mouth, looked at him, and nodded. He pulled her into his arms and
began to peel off her panties. Her completely shaved vulva and beautiful naked buttocks came into view, and when the panties slid down to
her ankles, she kicked them away. He lay flat for a moment, affectionately caressing her naked body, then sat
up . Mina sat up with him.

I looked at my naked wife, her chest heaving, her legs bent, nervously combing her
hair . Her face showed a mixture of sexual arousal and conflict.

"Move to the other side," Dara said.

So far, she was on his left. He wanted her to move to his right. Mina crawled over to switch
positions . As she did so, her smooth, big buttocks swayed. Watching all this through the webcam, I
was pleased with this new arrangement. This allowed me to see my wife's naked body and her face up close.

Dara pulled her closer to him. Mina followed with a familiar understanding, showing that she now
knew how to match her lover's rhythm. This was something we hadn't been able to do in our nearly ten years of marriage.

Dara helped Mina lie down. Her right leg was bent at the knee so that her foot rested on the bed. Dara was on her
left, pulling her left leg around his hips. Then, he slid his hips forward so that his thick,
erect penis was poking above her left thigh. Mina also slid her buttocks closer to him,
rubbing against her genitals.

He lowered his head, face to face, and began to kiss her. Mina's legs were intertwined with Dara's, while his
penis kept thrusting against her genitals, all over her vulva. Then, he used his left hand to hold her leg in
the air . He began to gently sway his hips, letting his penis rub against her mons pubis and between her thighs.

"Mmm...ah..." Mina moaned as his penis roughly rubbed against her clitoris. I got to see firsthand the scene Mina
had described—Dara's non-penetrating sex. This seemed to be
more detailed and exciting than Mina had described. He didn't penetrate her, but with his left hand, he guided his penis to rub against
her hairless vulva. He rubbed her labia and clitoris hard, and moved
up and , thrusting against her perineum.

"Oh...oh...oh..."

Mina moaned between kisses as her lover's penis stirred and played around her vagina but didn't
penetrate.

"You like it, don't you?" Dara said breathlessly.

"Yes...oh..."

Mina's buttocks twitched, her whole body swaying.

"You like my thick penis rubbing against your cunt?"

"I do."

"Say it."

"I like your thick penis rubbing against my cunt...mmm...mmm..."

Mina's voice was on the verge of urgency and submission, making me sit up immediately. Her hips swayed
up and down , making her buttocks sway even more obscenely.

"You shaved your head, just for me?"

"I shaved my head, just for you, my lover."

She grabbed the collar of her robe and said, now writhing in his arms.

"You love my cock?"

"I love your... um... um... love your cock."

"So... so..."

Dara suddenly stopped rubbing and positioned his glans at her honey pot. Mina also stopped swaying and stared into
his eyes.

"How is it?" he asked.

Mina stared at him for a few seconds and nodded.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." She grabbed his head and pulled him close for a kiss.

Dara slowly moved his hips forward, his thick glans plunging into my wife's cunt. Thousands of miles
away, I sat in my cabin, almost ejaculating as my wife finally crossed the final line.

"Ah... ah...!"

She broke the kiss, cried out with her eyes closed, her buttocks jerking back as she tried to pull away. But Dara
held her hips tightly, pushing his penis in even further.

"Too thick...too thick...!" my wife cried out, her eyes tightly shut.

It was thick. Much thicker than mine.

"I'll go slower," he said, gently kissing her cheek.

He withdrew the head of his penis, then thrust it back in, now almost halfway in. "Oh...
ah...uh..." Mina screamed again, her eyes still tightly shut.

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked with concern.

At this, Mina opened her eyes, her expression eager, and hurriedly said, "No, no, don't...
keep going...it feels good...it feels amazing."

Dara laughed. Pushing his hips in even further, he gripped my wife's wide-open legs, and with a
swift movement, his entire length of thick penis was rammed in like a pile driver.

"Victory, great goddess Kali!" he shouted his war god.

"Ah...ah...ah...oh...oh...!" Mina's buttocks pounded against the bed,
her vagina enveloping the thickest penis she had ever experienced.

Meanwhile, I sat in the cabin, filled with a mixture of joy and impending doom, watching my wife...
She was now joined with another man.

"Ah...so thick...so comfortable..." Mina cried out, her hips thrusting violently, because I saw
Dara's penis, now deeply buried inside her vagina, fully inserted.

The whole process began when she inadvertently peeked at him and Vina, and after her dreams about him, and with my
occasional assistance, it had reached its inevitable fruition. Since I had worked so hard to cultivate this,
why do I have this sad feeling? Does it mean something has gone wrong?

"Madam, you're so tight and warm," Dara said happily.

He placed his left hand on her right cheek, pulling her closer so their bodies were now pressed
together . Mina wrapped her right leg around his waist, drawing him deeper, kissing her lover
's chest hair and shoulders with her lips. After holding her tightly, Dara began to slowly thrust, his penis going in and out of my wife's
vagina .

"Oh, yes...oh...yes..." Mina was now moaning softly.

Through the sound-enhancing filter, I could hear the squelching sounds emanating from her genitals as she
was being fucked in our bed. "I love how wet, bare cunt you are, the feeling of it against my skin,"
Dara whispered in her ear.

Mina clung to her lover, making corresponding thrusting sounds. As the lovemaking continued, Dara's taut
, hairy brown ass swayed authoritatively.

"See, what have you missed?" he asked.

"Uh... oh yes yes yes..." she responded again with purposeful thrusts.

To me, Mina had always been quiet in bed. I felt a painful jealousy at
how lewdly she talked with him.

"No no no... don't stop!!" Mina cried out as Dara pulled out his penis and gently pushed her away
.

"Relax, don't be nervous, ma'am. I'm just changing positions," he said, pushing her back
.

"Oh, okay,"

my wife responded by raising her legs wide open and rubbing her genitals in anticipation.

Dara placed his knees under her thighs, grabbed her ankles, and then thrust his penis into her
vagina .

"Oh yes yes…!" she responded happily as his penis returned to her vagina.

Dara released her legs and bent forward until his face was above hers. He kissed her, and she returned his kiss with
a moan . He lovingly placed his hands on her head, and her hands wrapped around the back of his neck, pulling him
into his embrace.

He was still wearing his robe, and his buttocks, covered by the robe, began to arch back and forth as he
had sex with my wife in a missionary position. Mina's legs were bent at the knees,
dangling .

"Do you like this?" he asked.

"Yes," she responded in a high-pitched voice.

"It's so thick!"

"Do you like being fucked?"

"Yes, I love being fucked," she said, kissing him.

"Then why did you make me wait so long?" Dara stopped his arching.

"No… um…" Mina let out a disappointed scream.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to pull him back.

"Beg me!" Dara said viciously.

He now treated my aroused wife like a toy, fully aware that she hadn't been with a man for months.

"I beg you..."

"Beg me for what?"

"Please, I beg you to fuck me."

"Say you're a married, noble lady who wants to be fucked by your gatekeeper."

"Yes, yes, I'm a married, noble lady who wants, I need to be fucked by my gatekeeper."

"Good girl!" He slapped her cheek and continued fucking her.

After continuing to fuck her like this in the missionary position for about five minutes, I was finally pierced by Dara's panting and Mina's
unprecedented moans, along with the sound of their skin hitting each other.

I couldn't believe the sounds she was making.

"Okay, get up!" Dara finally straightened up and said.

"I want to fuck you like a dog."

Mina obediently propped herself up on her hands and knees, her back to the camera.

“Arch your back, you bitch! Your husband has never fucked you doggy style before?” He gently pounded
her waist.

I often had the same difficulty getting Mina to arch her back correctly when I fucked her from behind. She just
instinctively didn’t know how to get her in that position, sticking out her ass and exposing her vulva. I’m saying this
only with me, but with Dara, she immediately got into the right position.

“Look at this cunt! So shaved, so wet, so tight. Even after having a child,”

Dara shamelessly ran his fingers up and down her ass crack. Mina just moaned.

“You got it!” she said irritably after about a minute. “It took a lot of effort!”

Dara laughed as he got into position. He reached down and grabbed her full breasts and began fucking
her doggy style. When he resumed fucking her, Mina resumed moaning. She seemed to be floating on air, her mind clouded.

The whole scene was so abnormally depraved. Doggy style is the most animalistic position in intercourse. Here was my
dignified proper, and traditional wife, accommodating our gatekeeper's thick cock inside her cunt in this position. Her face was
obscured by her drooping hair. She could be any promiscuous prostitute being
ravaged by this lowly Gurkha. But she was my wife, and I could hardly believe what I was seeing.

Dara released her breasts. Grabbing her hair with one hand, he pulled her head back.

"Ah!" Mina cried.

Then, he slapped her big ass several times with his other hand.

"Hurry up! Hahaha!" He quickened his pace, the room filled with
the sounds of their thighs slapping against each other and him slapping her ass.

The merciless pounding continued for several minutes. I was impressed by Dara's stamina,
but also considering that this was his first time fucking her.

"Oh, it's unbelievable, your buttocks are so big and round. Vina is so thin. Her buttocks are
bony . But you, rich, madam, you have plenty of nutritious food, you have a perfect, pinchable
buttocks!"

"Ouch!" Mina cried out as her buttocks were slapped particularly hard.

After a while, Dara suddenly fell to one side, pulling Mina along with him. She lay on her side on the bed, her back to
him. He began to fuck her in a spooning position, and they kissed. His penis pounded against her relentlessly, and Mina's bare, triangular vulva
between looked incredibly alluring. Her large breasts swayed to one side with each thrust
.

This position lasted for five minutes, then Dara sat up.

"Come with me." He got off the bed.

Mina, who looked like a filthy, vulgar prostitute, her makeup smudged all over her face, followed him.
He led her to the swivel chair in front of the computer.

"Bend down and put your forearms on the chair." Mina did as he instructed.

She was now naked, bent over, only inches from the camera. Her hair covered her face. Her bare, arched
back formed a shapely curve down to her shapely legs. Dara grabbed her hips and began to thrust
into her while standing. The chair wheels moved her back and forth as my wife made love in the fifth position of the night.

Twenty more minutes passed, and Dara showed no signs of reaching orgasm. I watched my naked wife,
bent over, her screams as she continued to be thrust into, seemingly indicating an orgasm. I guessed that
from this angle, his penis was rubbing against her G-spot, triggering her climax.

"Oh, God... God... Ah... God...!"

Mina's orgasmic screams were so intense that I watched, not daring to blink. It took me a
while to realize that the way my wife trembled during her orgasm was so intense and wild,
arousing not only Dara but also me. As the orgasm subsided, Dara stepped back, and I noticed his
penis was covered in semen. I zoomed in on her buttocks and saw large patches of semen and streaks
running down her thighs. This damn gatekeeper had just dumped his seed in my wife's flower field!

Dara staggered back onto the bed and sat down.

"I can't believe it!" he said.

Mina was still naked, hunched over in the chair. Slowly, she straightened up, looking both satisfied
and exhausted. Her knees buckled weakly, and she collapsed onto the floor, curled up like a fetus.

Dara got up with a concerned expression and knelt beside her.

"Madam, are you alright?" he asked, gently stroking her buttocks.

"Yes, I'm fine," Mina said, still panting.

She seemed a little embarrassed by the consequences of what had just happened.

"You moaned so loudly! Like a hunting dog!"

"Shut up!" she giggled, slapping him.

"Come on," he said, straightening up, "let's go wash."

"Just one more minute," she complained, "I'm tired."

"Tired? Has your husband never fucked you for that long?"

"He has," she said, slowly sitting up.

"But he's not as forceful as you..."

Whose fault was this? I really wanted to ask her. I've had many girlfriends, and I'm very rough and forceful. I
enjoyed pulling her hair, spanking her, and trying a bunch of different positions. But Mina always seemed like a
simple, honest woman when it came to tastes, so I didn't try to force her too much.

Over the years, we'd tried three or four other positions because she always seemed so compliant.
I had no idea that all these years, I could have confidently unleashed her inner lust myself. Instead,
it was a gatekeeper who awakened her inner wantonness.

"Maybe you should bring him here so I can personally teach him," Dara said with a laugh.

"Come on!"

"Ah…!"

Mina screamed as Dara bent down, placed his hands on her waist, and effortlessly lifted her
sexy body off the ground. I was
impressed by his seemingly small frame, yet possessing the brute strength of a Gurkha man. He bent down and casually hoisted her body onto his right shoulder.

As he carried my giggling wife into the bathroom, her entire buttocks were perfectly curved, pressed against
his face.

For the next few minutes, I could hear the sound of running water and lots of laughter. My wife and her lover were apparently
washing each other's bodies, cleaning off all the bodily fluids. Finally, Dara came out, his robe now tied up
. After him was Mina, wrapped in a towel tucked under her arms.

"I need some water," he said, and left the room.

Mina nodded, went to the bed, and lay down, the towel still wrapped around her. Her chest heaved, and
fatigue was evident in her flushed cheeks. Part of her hair was wet. A few seconds later, she turned to
her side , facing the webcam, her hands under her head, her knees slightly bent.
This position meant, I knew, that she would soon fall asleep.

Sure enough, about a minute later, when Dara returned with a bottle of water, his married mistress was
fast asleep .

"Are you asleep?" he asked.

No one answered. He smiled. Then, he took off my robe, took a large gulp of water, and went to turn off the light. As soon as
the room went dark, the night vision activated, and I began to see varying shades of green again.

"Good job, my little slut," he whispered, giving Mina a light kiss on the cheek as he
climbed into bed behind her.

"I'll let you sleep a little longer, but the night is still long."

He put an arm around my wife's waist, spooning her close, and then all was quiet. I watched the
unchanging green scene for a few minutes. My wife and her lover, the gatekeeper, slept in each other's arms like a loving couple.

I decided to get up and rest. It was already early morning in Manila. I took a shower and masturbated, emptying
my swollen balls and scattering them across the bathroom floor. Then I got dressed and went to the cafeteria for some breakfast.
It seemed they would at least rest for a while. I was sure I'd have time to stuff myself with some food and coffee.

When I returned about fifteen minutes later, the scene had changed a bit, thankfully in terms of eroticism,
nothing had happened. Still all green, they were still sleeping. But Mina had obviously rolled over to her
other side, the most she'd ever done.

Now she was sleeping with her back to the camera. But the movement had loosened her towel, leaving it crumpled and pressed beneath her.
I could now see my wife's smooth, round buttocks as she
slept soundly , his hand resting on her left cheek.

I stared at the erotic scene before me, the two naked individuals embracing and sleeping together. In my mind, I conjured up
various scenarios of how I would fuck my wife when I returned home in ten days. I wanted to try
all the positions Dara had tried, plus a dozen or so of my own.

But as I stared at the green screen and imagined all the positions, the green-eyed monster began to announce his
presence. I started to feel jealous, even insecure about what was happening. It was clear that
Mina was thoroughly enjoying her first time with Dara, far surpassing the enjoyment she had experienced with me hundreds of times. This surpassing
wasn't just because of his large penis; my own endowment wasn't that much worse.

Seeing my wife nestled intimately in the gatekeeper's arms had already struck me, and it wasn't just
physical . She chose Dara herself, without much prompting. In contrast, our marriage
was arranged; we hadn't dated, there was practically no emotional buildup. We had never had
that raw, primal passion that I had with Niho.

My wife grew up in a conservative environment and had given much of her life to her first husband
before me. But she had a more primal, more instinctive passion for Dara.

She had always felt insecure around Vina, with her little gestures, like wearing a red sari, shaving her
pubic area, and even now, the way she moaned and whispered sweet nothings during sex. I didn't know if she even
realized how deeply she had feelings for this guy. What terrified me even more was that Dara clearly
seemed to be aware of it.

For the next half hour or so, I kept ruminating on these thoughts, becoming increasingly paranoid.
At the same time , I couldn't deny my own arousal.

"Oh… um…"

To my surprise, Mina stirred first. I had expected Dara to eventually wake my wife and climb
back on top of her.

I watched her slowly sit up, pushing his hands away from her buttocks. When her hands felt her
naked body, she gasped. She looked at Dara for a few seconds, then tensed up. My guess was that it took her a few
seconds to remember where she was and what she had done.

She sat on the bed, legs crossed, her face buried in her hands. Judging from her body language, she
seemed to be expressing a sinful pain. Finally, she raised her head and looked at Dara. She knelt, bent over, and crawled
over him, giving me another good chance to see her naked bottom, even in the dim green light.

She picked up the bottle of water he had left, sat down again, and thirstily emptied the rest of the bottle. She put
the empty bottle on the floor, then sat cross-legged on the bed again.

She looked at her lover and whispered, "Are you still sleeping?"

"Darling..." he murmured sleepily, turning to lie down.

Before this, he had been sleeping on his side. His legs were wide apart, his entire penis and back were within
reach.

"Hi?" she said again, this time gently poking his limp penis and giggling.

No response.

"What kind of gatekeeper are you?" she whispered to herself and giggled to herself again.

As I watched, I froze, because my wife was sitting next to her new lover, her hand gently rubbing
his penis. Within seconds, it began to respond, though Dara's chest was still slowly rising and falling like
a sleeping man. I had naively hoped that this lustful gatekeeper would wake my sleeping wife for a second
round of the night. Instead, my lustful wife seemed audacious enough to try to wake him, not by shaking
his shoulders, but by shaking his penis.

I alternated between looking at Mina's hands and face. A toothy smile spread across her face. I quickly understood
why. She knelt and moved forward until she was between Dara's legs, facing him. Then I watched as
my wife lowered her beautiful face and took our gatekeeper's penis into her mouth. She was trying
to wake him in the best way a man could be awakened. I had been woken up like this a few times before. But, by my casual
sex partners, never by my wife.

It was unbelievable to understand that my wife had crossed this new level of depravity. It wasn't just
her initiative in sex, but the way she did it, that concealed her newfound wantonness. She
was almost a completely
different .

This wanton woman was sprawled on her knees and elbows, her full, round buttocks raised in the air, her mouth
hungrily devouring our gatekeeper's rapidly hardening penis.

I finally managed to shift my gaze from Mina to Dara. I wondered if he was pretending to be asleep, enjoying
this new position of being fawned over, with the naked lady kneeling between his legs. If he was pretending, he
was a professional actor. His breathing remained slow, his face still calm, though his body twitched
slightly.

Mina continued sucking his penis for a full five minutes or longer, making it stand erect. Just as she
released it from her mouth and tried to swallow one of his hairy testicles, he suddenly stirred.

"Who…?" He jolted awake, sitting up abruptly. "Madam?"

"Hmm...hmm...?" my wife answered, again enveloping his penis in her lips.

He realized what was happening, and I saw his smile.

"At least turn on the light, madam, so I can see your sexy body," he said.

Mina jumped off the bed and turned on the light. In the bright light, my wife looked even dirtier than under green night vision
. Her hair was disheveled, and she was covered in sweat as she walked back to the bed. She went back to using her
hands and knees to put Dara's penis in her mouth again, but he pulled her towards him. He made her straddle his
waist, his erect, thick penis thrusting hard against her ass, and he pulled her down to kiss her.

"You...like this...how do you survive in the army? Sleeping...so dead?" Mina teased Dara
between .

"Haha, if the enemy had soldiers like you, I wouldn't either," he replied, as his penis
gently bumped against her naked ass, he grabbed her buttocks and squeezed them with his hands.

Mina removed her right hand from the gatekeeper's head, reached behind her, and touched his penis. She grabbed it and
raised her hips, aiming it at her vulva.

"If you're sleeping so soundly, I don't know if having you as our gatekeeper is a good idea."
" She said.

"Speaking of deep." Dara gently pushed his hips up, letting his penis penetrate my wife's
vagina , for the second time this night.

"Oh...oh..." Mina moaned comfortably as she lowered her body to accommodate the thick
penis entering.

"Maybe I can resign and become your personal bodyguard," Dara said.

Mina, supporting herself on her knees, began to rock her hips back and forth, now taking the lead in the intercourse
. Her torso straightened and her breasts swayed slightly as she placed her hands on his chest and slowly
began to fuck him. "Mmm...mmm..." Mina said as she rode our gatekeeper, thrusting back and forth, "
But I don't think I can pay you..."

"If every night is like tonight, I don't need a salary, food, sex, and a soft bed.
What more could a man ask for?"

Mina bent forward, bending her elbows to support herself, changing from a back-and-forth motion to an up-and-down motion,
her hips bouncing on his thighs. Now I could hear the familiar slapping of their skin as she began
to ride him at a rapid pace.

In this bent-over position, her enormous breasts, hanging from her chest, dangled over his face. He lifted his face
slightly , beginning to gently bump against her breasts with each thrust. Whenever he was close enough, he
would stick out his tongue and lick her nipples a few times.

"This is one of my favorite things during sex," he said.

"What is it?" Mina asked in a slightly hoarse voice between moans.

"When a woman with big breasts rides you, her big breasts slap against your face."

"Hehe," Mina laughed, squeezing her own breasts and then letting them slap against his cheeks even harder
. For the next few minutes, my wife rode the gatekeeper's cock, bouncing up and down, deliberately
and strategically bending over so that her breasts slapped against his face. Dara's lips and teeth occasionally lightly bit her nipples,
while his hands remained firmly on her buttocks, squeezing and slapping her ass.

Their panting and moaning filled the entire scene in the most lewd position imaginable.

“Turn around.” Dara grabbed Mina’s breasts to stop her. “Madam, I want
to see .”

Mina bent down and kissed Dara forcefully for a long time. Then, she got up from his penis and
turned 180 degrees with her knees. Soon, my wife was riding our
gatekeeper . She played with her own huge breasts, squeezing and licking them, but her ass kept moving back and forth
.

Dara only stared at her whole ass, which was swaying rhythmically, on his waist for a minute or two at first. I could imagine
the extraordinary sight he saw. Her ass opened and closed, giving him a glimpse of her anus and his
own penis buried in her labia. I was jealous of him.

He put his hands on her naked waist, and then slowly his fingers gathered at the cleft of her ass,
starting to poke and caress.

“Mmm…” Mina groaned.

“This position feels so good.”

“Your ass looks so good.” Dara responded.

“Your asshole looks very attractive.”

He extended his index finger, and I saw him press it into her ass.

"Oh...! No!!" Mina said in an authoritative voice, like a true lady,
reaching back to slap his hand away.

I saw a brief flash of displeasure on Dara's face, but he decided to let go. I was sure he realized
he had made great progress tonight.

"I like the look of your ass..." he said a few minutes later, "but I miss your
tits ." Dara grabbed my wife's arm, pulling her shoulders back against him. Then he and she rolled
over, she now facing the camera. Mina was now turned to the left, her back to Dara. Her right knee was bent,
hanging in the air. Her lover had taken over the thrusting, her right arm wrapped around his back for support. I
saw her wet, bare mons pubis glistening as Dara grabbed her trembling breasts and began to fuck her really
hard .

"Oh... ah...!" Mina cried out in pleasure amidst the busy rhythm of intercourse.

Their powerful thrusting made the bed creak. From the side, Mina looked a bit like a spider, her
limbs stretched out in four different directions. Her eyes were closed, her mouth wide open, a
picture of ecstasy.

Dara continued biting her ear, kissing her neck, and squeezing her breasts with both hands as he continued to violate her in this
position .

After a few minutes, his right hand moved from her breast to her genitals and began to knead her
clitoris .

"Oh…!" Mina trembled, looking uneasy.

For the next few minutes, I watched our gatekeeper, on our bed, giving my wife
the thrusts of her life, while he continued to play with her clitoris.

So it was no surprise when Mina began to scream and convulse through another thrusting orgasm.

"Oh… God…" she made a loud noise.

Dara, adding fuel to her orgasm, began to thrust into her even more vigorously, so vigorously
that their legs appeared as a blur on my screen. About twenty seconds later, my wife's massive
orgasm seemed to subside.

But this time, Dara did not ejaculate with her. He thrust into his mistress relentlessly until her
body went from the spasms of orgasm to a satisfied silence. Mina lay curled up, panting, continuing to enjoy
the sex she had never experienced before.

"Are you...almost there?" Mina asked wearily.

"No," he said, kissing her.

"I'm tired...my legs are sore," she complained.

"Hey, you're the one who woke me up. You can't complain now," he scolded her.

Dara knelt, bent her legs, and began thrusting into her vagina again from behind.
Mina simply lay calmly on her side, accepting his punishment of slapping her buttocks as he fucked her. But
within minutes, she began moaning with pleasure again, indicating she had reached her second wave.

"Cum with me," Dara said, withdrawing his thick penis from her vagina, causing a squelching sound
like air rushing in.

"Please leave me alone," she said, pushing him away.

"Come on!!" he raised his voice.

Dara got out of bed and held out his hand. Mina took it and struggled to get off the bed. Finally managing to stand,
she was led somewhat unsteadily to the swivel chair in front of the computer.

"Sit down!" he commanded.

Mina's buttocks landed heavily on the leather chair, and she leaned against the backrest. Dara faced her, grabbed her legs,
and pulled her down. Now, her buttocks were hanging on the edge of the chair, her back against the chair. She
gripped . He thrust into her again between her legs. The momentum of his thrusts caused the chair to rotate
slightly.

And this allowed me to see the most obscene close-up of their intercourse tonight. They were now only two feet away from the webcam
. The scene from below looked like this. First, the black edge of the leather chair. Above that, my wife's
spread buttocks, slightly flattened from bearing her weight. I could see her tight anus directly, occasionally
obscured by Dara's large testicles. Above that, I could see her labia wrapped around his penis as he
fucked her. Above that was Dara's hairy buttocks and back.

I stared, mesmerized, taking several close-up screenshots of this extremely filthy and obscene scene. I started masturbating to the rhythm of their
intercourse . My room was filled with the creaking of chairs, the slapping of their thighs,
and Mina's beast-like growls, indicating that she was aroused again.

Dara had been thrusting into her for a full ten minutes before he arrived, bringing her to another orgasm.
This time, he didn't ejaculate inside her, but pulled his penis out, spraying his semen all over her
breasts .

When he left, I could finally see my wife's face again. She looked extremely tired. Her
eyes were half-open, her face looked exhausted, and her hair looked completely disheveled.

"No, leave me alone," she said as Dara tried to pull her off the chair.

"Let's go back to bed." "Leave me alone!" She said the last sentence very loudly, with all her
strength and authority.

Dara shrugged, walked to the bed, and sprawled out on it.

In the chair, Mina folded her legs, hugged her knees, nestled in the chair, closed her eyes, and fell asleep again
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