We all love group sex

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On Wednesday afternoon, I took half a day off to pick up Mr. and Mrs. Aguda from the airport. My husband went to the train station and the long-distance bus station to pick up the two examiners. I arrived at the airport arrival terminal at the time of the flight's landing. A dozen minutes later, Mr. and Mrs. Aguda appeared in front of me after exiting customs. Yang Liuye pushed Aguda in front of me and said, "Sister, I brought it to you." Then, taking the opportunity to hug me, she whispered in my ear, "Big brother is mine." I pinched her lower back and let go, saying, "Okay, I'll lend it to you for a few days." While hugging Aguda, he took the opportunity to shamelessly scratch my buttocks from behind. After opening the trunk and putting their luggage in, we drove into the city and then into the old town of the city center, arriving at an old-fashioned two-story detached house located on one side of a street garden roundabout.
On the first floor, there was a living room, dining room, kitchen, and bathroom. There was a small garden behind the living room. The three bedrooms on the second floor did not have ensuite bathrooms; there was only one shared bathroom. The passageway was narrow, with doors almost facing each other and walls almost touching. The soundproofing of this type of old villa was not good. After putting down our luggage, we took Aguda and his wife to buy groceries and drinks for the next few days. We filled two shopping carts at the supermarket and then set them aside. When we returned, my husband's car was already parked in the front yard of the villa, and two unfamiliar men and my husband were sitting in the living room. Seeing the three of us return, they came out to help unload our things. After a short while, we began the formal introductions. My husband pointed to the taller man and said, "This is Mr. Xu Ning." Aguda pulled the more stocky-looking man aside and introduced him, saying, "This brother is Zhou Tong." Then, he made a gesture, seemingly joking, saying, "This brother wields his Nine Dragons Facing the Sun Blade with impenetrable skill," which made us laugh. I thought to myself that the name must be fake, probably related to something vulgar. Both men looked decent-looking, like honest and kind people. After everyone sat down and exchanged greetings, Yang Liuye and I, each fulfilling our duties as ladies, served tea and water to the four gentlemen before standing aside to see if they needed anything else. At this moment, Aguda squeezed next to Xu Ning to make room for me, gesturing for me to sit down. Once I was seated, I saw Liu Ye already sitting on my husband's lap. Actually, there was enough room for her little bottom. Besides, there were more than just these two sofas in the living room. It seemed Liu Ye wasn't joking at the airport; my husband was hers for the next few days. After chatting for a while, seeing that it was almost dinner time, my husband got up to go to the company to change to a seven-seater van. Two cars would be enough, but it would mean one extra driver, so it was better to have one person dedicated to driving, preferably without drinking.
Soon, we heard a car horn outside, and we got into the car one by one. The six of us arrived at a restaurant and went straight to the reserved private room. Wine and food were served, and Liu Ye and I drank heartily—it would be better if we got drunk. After dinner, the men showered downstairs, and the women showered upstairs. A moment later, two beautiful women descended the stairs, one after the other. Besides Aguda, who was still rinsing his spiked club in the bathroom, the three men stood up, applauding and praising. It seemed like they were being fawned over, but in reality, their eyes were scanning my privates, flattering me and showering me with lewd comments. I first found a two-seater sofa to sit in the middle, to avoid being flanked from both sides. Yang Liuye didn't care; she went straight to a large sofa, leaned her head against the armrest, stretched one leg out, and rested the other on the long backrest. Even after settling down, she tucked the hem of her nightgown between her legs and started picking at her nails. Aguda finished washing and sat next to me. My husband went upstairs to shower, while the other waited downstairs. When my husband came down, he turned on the giant screen TV and went to the car to get his laptop. Aguda helped him, and the two of them quickly brought out several naked Japanese men and women engaging in group sex on the giant screen. For a moment, lewd sounds filled the entire living room. At this moment, Xu Ning, the last one, also finished showering and returned to the living room. All four gentlemen were bare-backed and barefoot, wearing identical bleached, loose-fitting underwear with noticeable bulges in their dark gray crotches. Seeing the situation was dire, Yang Liuye jumped up and shoved my husband towards the adjacent double sofa. Due to the suddenness and excessive force, my husband fell onto the sofa, and Liuye straddled his lap. On the giant screen, two men and a woman, some reclining, some pouting, some lying down, some kneeling, their mouths adorned with jade-like lips, their buttocks embracing penises. The clear images and high-fidelity surround sound made it seem as if someone was mating right in front of and behind them. The voluptuous woman, with her large breasts and wide hips, emitted moans of ecstasy as two top-tier Asian penises took turns thrusting into her, sometimes sobbing softly, sometimes screaming desperately. This stimulation made my younger sister, who had only witnessed delicacies for days and hadn't eaten a single grain of rice, start smacking her lips and sticking out her tongue, drooling with envy. I got up and tried to pull Aguda upstairs, but Aguda wanted to take care of things there. I refused, and as we struggled, I sensed someone was about to make a move. If we kept dragging like this, there was a risk of being taken advantage of on the spot. Realizing this was bad, I wrapped my arms around Aguda's neck, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in his ear, "Good boy, let's go upstairs. I'll treat you to some flowers, chrysanthemums." Upon hearing this, Aguda's eyes immediately lit up with lust. He pushed me away, bent down, and hoisted me onto his shoulders. He lifted my nightgown, pulled down my underwear, and slapped my buttocks repeatedly, saying, "Look! Isn't my wife's butt big? Isn't it white?" With each slap, he carried me upstairs. Once upstairs, he kicked open a nearby door, threw me onto the bed, and immediately stripped me naked. I tried to scoot up a little, to make myself more comfortable with my head against the pillows, but Aguda had no patience. Right in the middle of the bed, he spread my legs and thrust his penis inside me. The little girl's mouth was already drooling, her tongue parted and mouth open, protecting me. She kept telling me how she felt, "Sister, it feels so good." I stuck out my tongue and hummed, "Husband, kiss me." Aguda pretended not to hear, truly ignoring me, just continuing to thrust his rod around randomly. I was helpless, so I decided to feed her from below first. I braced myself on the bed with my legs, arching my back to let the little girl have her fill.
I've been craving it for a week, but all I've done is take care of the soldier. My husband just won't let it near, my poor little sister. Eat up, this time you can eat your fill! Just then, a worm crawled onto my face, and two hot water bottles were pressed against my forehead. I opened my eyes and saw Mr. Xu Ning straddling my head, the two hot water bottles almost touching my eyelashes. I pushed him away, turned my head, and closed my eyes. Although Aguda was in the middle of his arousal, he was still deeply influenced by Chinese culture and understood the psychology of a refined lady. I pulled back my rod and made room for Aguda: "Brother, this way." Mr. Xu Ning went to the foot of the bed. Aguda moved me towards the head of the bed. He then turned to my left, and I, not forgetting to put an arm under my neck, began to soothe my two painfully swollen breasts with one hand. I looked up and saw Mr. Xu Ning adjusting his raincoat. I glanced at the two hot water bottles that had been stuck to my forehead. The hot water bottles themselves weren't anything special, but... well, what was that thing on top of them? It looked a bit odd. My husband, Aguda, always wears a baseball cap, with a curved top and a small brim, then a straight line or a slight upward curve. This Mr. Xu Ning, on the other hand, looked like he was wearing a top hat like Charlie Chaplin's, with brims all around, so the small brim at the bottom actually forming a hook. The shape was peculiar but not unfamiliar. Yes, it was the same one from that rooster picture. Xu Ning, Xu Ning—the hook-and-sickle spear! Yes! The hook-and-sickle spear. Damn it, even this Xu Ning's name is fake. The eighteenth hero in *Water Margin* is named Xu Ning, nicknamed "Golden Spear Hand," from Dongjing (Kaifeng), originally an instructor in the Imperial Guard's Golden Spear Class, skilled in using the hook-and-sickle spear. So it was him showing up! Is he going to break the chained horse formation? So, who exactly is this Zhou Tong? Could he also be involved in the lower realms? Zhou Tong? What's Zhou Tong's ranking? His nickname? What weapon does he use? I can't quite recall. Oh well, let's focus on the present. I'm starting to feel a bit timid and afraid. I shift my position, find a good spot for my feet, spread my thighs, and wait to be hooked. Out of sight, out of mind. Let's just ignore it for now! Envelop Aguda, both to cover her face and to have some meat on her tongue. I'll kiss Aguda with my lips smacking and tongue sticking out, letting the little sister hold off the attack for a while. In the era of cold weapons, swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks each had their own methods. This Mr. Xu Ning, having mastered the secrets of spearmanship, immediately struck a pose: thrusting his spear straight in, penetrating the cavity and reaching the very core to invade the flower. I nearly bit Aguda's tongue with a gasp, then trembled as I looked left and right, pulling the gun out. The polyps at the bottom of my cavity were pulled outwards. I pushed Aguda away, closed my eyes, opened my mouth, and gasped for breath. Then another shot. I let out an "oh," held my breath, and waited for his pull. Tear—oh! Tear—oh! I was shot more than a dozen times. Mr. Xu Ning was tall and had long legs. He wanted to put my legs over him and get in, but since Aguda was nursing on top of me, he could only kneel below me, pressing down on the gun with one hand to get in. If he wasn't careful, he would hit his head on the door frame. It felt a bit like a tall guy entering a shack, not very comfortable. So he grabbed a pillow and put it under my buttocks. The height seemed more suitable. Then, hiss—oh, hiss—more than a dozen shots. "Your marksmanship is good," the little sister said, "but when you pull the spear out, it's not very comfortable down there, a bit like a cramp, affecting the adjacent intestines as well, which spoils the mood a bit." Aguda noticed Xu Ning's embarrassment, pulled his arm away from my neck, and sat up straight. "Come on, wife, like this, like this," Xu Ning also helped him position me in a kneeling position by lifting my legs and buttocks. Aguda leaned against the headboard, spread his legs, one hand holding the spiked club upright, the other pulling on his hair, as if to feed the horse with the club. At this moment, a white horse with its head buried in the trough, eating on its own, was ready for Mr. Xu Ning. Mr. Xu Ning raised his spear and leaped onto the horse, using his signature skills, seven moves from the upper and middle, three hooks and four parries, one thrust and one split, a total of nine variations. The little sister opened the clam to let in the snipe, and Brother Xu Ning stepped in with four parries, opening the gate. The spear advanced to the throat, and the spear pulled out to hook the tongue. The saliva welled up in his mouth, and two hot water bottles splashed against the small fleshy bumps on the doorframe. Just then, the white horse on the bed trembled, its udder swaying. Forgetting the food in its mouth, it threw its head back, whipped its mane, and let out a long howl, "Ah—you beast, you're going to fuck me to death!" (five words omitted). Mr. Xu Ning dismounted, put down his gun, and bowed to Aguda: "Brother, come here." Aguda flipped the white horse over, its legs in the air, and began to beat it mercilessly. The white horse's head was pressed against the pillow, its mane flowing, "Husband, kiss me!" After beating it, he switched to his gun, then back to his club. Three rounds, two floods. The white horse could neither stand nor lie down, lying on its side on the bed, panting heavily. Threesome, this is threesome, two men, not simply one plus one equals two, then what does it equal? How is its energy calculated? In a hazy state, Liu Ye's cries came from next door: "Ah! I'm dying, I'm dying, brother! Brother, his dick is so big, it's killing me! Thrusting! Thrusting! Brother, brother, husband, husband, husband—I'm fucking climaxing again!"

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