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Su You's wife is named Yan Qin. She has an extremely exaggerated figure, with a prominent bust and buttocks, especially her breasts, which can only be described as "huge breasts." Judging from the visual estimate, they are at least 36F or larger. The number of lecherous glances she attracts on the street is definitely second to none. She has long hair that falls to her shoulders, a pointed chin, and curved eyebrows. When she smiles, her friends say that she looks somewhat like the mainland Chinese actress Gong Li.

During casual conversations, the two couples would occasionally drift into suggestive topics. Yanqin's large breasts were often the subject of our banter. I even joked with Zongyou in private, "Hehe, your wife's breasts are truly exquisite. If I had the chance to touch them, it would be an eye-opener!"

Every time I said that, Zongyou would jokingly reply, "Isn't your wife's waist captivating too? Sometimes when I think about you two making love in bed, with Ah Zhen's slender waist swaying down there, I have to say, my penis immediately gets hard! Haha..."

Although we were close, none of us took these playful banter seriously, and no one would be foolish enough to tell their wives. To be honest, when I heard other men praising my wife, even if there was a hint of ambiguity in their words, I couldn't help but feel secretly pleased.

But recently, I've started to notice my wife's behavior has become a bit strange. One or two days a week, she doesn't come home until almost dawn, and she doesn't answer her phone. When she gets home, she rushes into the bathroom to shower without even changing her clothes. She says she went to karaoke with her girlfriends, and maybe the noise was too loud for her to hear the phone ringing, and she was exhausted after a long night out, so she just wanted to shower and go to bed. I didn't take her explanation too seriously; after all, having a social life isn't a bad thing. But I just couldn't understand it. She's always gotten even the titles of popular songs wrong, so why would she suddenly be interested in karaoke?

Gradually, rumors started to reach my ears. A friend said they saw my wife and Zongyou shopping together, acting very intimately. Soon after, someone else came to report that they saw them holding hands as they walked out of a hotel catering to couples.

I gradually realized the seriousness of the problem. Although I tried to reassure myself that they had mistaken me for someone else, I couldn't help but go to Zongyou's house one night when my wife went out to karaoke to verify.

As expected, Zongyou wasn't home; only his wife, Yanqin, was watching TV. I told her everything I'd gathered from the rumors. At first, Yanqin thought I was overthinking things, suspecting her husband and my wife of having an affair. But when I listed the times Ah Zhen had gone to karaoke all night in the past few weeks, which coincided with the days Zongyou had worked overtime at the company until dawn, I had to re-evaluate our spouses' fidelity.

I couldn't believe my wife, married for only three years, had cheated on me so quickly, and with my best friend and confidant of many years. This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to me. Although we were always carefree in our jokes, when those jokes became reality, the disappointment, frustration, and bewilderment I felt were indescribable.

Yanqin was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked me, "Did Zongyou tell you he's going to Singapore for a three-day business trip the day after tomorrow?" My mind went blank for a second, and I stared at her wide-eyed. "What? Ah Zhen just signed up for a three-day trip to Singapore with her group of girlfriends, also departing the day after tomorrow!"

Everything was too coincidental. Every clue pointed to the fact that my best friend had already slept with my wife. It seemed the rumors weren't unfounded. An image of a pair of adulterers making love gradually appeared in my mind: Zongyou holding my wife's buttocks, fulfilling his husbandly duties, thrusting his thick penis forcefully into her vagina, while my lovely wife swayed her slender waist in front of him, welcoming her husband's friend's wanton rape.

I could even imagine that when they both reached orgasm during intercourse, Zongyou would ejaculate deep into my wife's vagina without any hesitation, because he knew that I, like him, was temporarily not having children for the sake of my career, and therefore both of our wives were taking birth control pills, so even if he ejaculated inside her, there would be no worries.

Perhaps Yanqin was also thinking of a similar situation to mine at this moment. Although she remained silent, a tear was clearly glistening in her eyes. I sat down next to Yanqin and hugged her to show my sympathy and comfort. She tightly grasped one of my hands and nestled against my chest. The two people who shared the same plight saw each other as a pillar of support, like drowning people suddenly grabbing a straw.

That night, Yanqin and I spent our time feeling helpless, speechless, and frustrated. Looking at her large breasts, which heaved with anger, I was overwhelmed with emotion. My own wife's small breasts had been squeezed and kneaded by Zongyou countless times, but his wife's enormous breasts were right in front of me, and I could only admire them without being able to touch them. Heaven was so unfair to me! Two

more days passed quickly. At noon, my wife wouldn't let me take her to the airport, saying that she would meet up with her girlfriends first before we set off together. I pretended to be understanding and didn't insist. I casually saw her into a taxi and then went home.

Sitting listlessly on the living room sofa, my mind raced with restless thoughts. One moment my mind was filled with images of my wife and best friend passionately entwined in bed, the next with Yanqin's heaving breasts… Whether it was the strange stimulation of my wife's infidelity or the irresistible allure of my friend's wife's large breasts, my penis unconsciously hardened in my pants.

A filthy thought slowly formed in my mind: Zongyou, since you slept with my wife, then I'll make sure your wife's womb receives the baptism of my semen! Only in this way can I erase my shame, only in this way can I extinguish my lust, only in this way can we be even!

I rang Zongyou's doorbell next door. Yanqin opened the door as usual to welcome me in. Perhaps we both knew perfectly well that the other's spouse was currently embracing and going on vacation, and we could even imagine that tonight in a hotel bed in Singapore, the two of us would be locked in passionate lovemaking. Yanqin and I both looked a little awkward, intentionally or unintentionally avoiding mentioning what had happened that day.

Yanqin brought me a cup of fragrant tea and invited me to sit on the sofa. She sat down on another chair and silently watched TV with me. The plot on the screen didn't register with me at all; all I could think about was two naked worms performing a pornographic scene. How many times would they have sex in these three days? At least four or five times, maybe more, six? Or seven? I believe that the adulterous couple would only be satisfied when my wife's vagina was filled with Zongyou's semen.

The lewd fantasies in my mind were making my blood boil, and my little brother began to rise. I glanced at Yanqin; her proud breasts looked even bigger from the side, making my lower body even more aroused. I stood up and stood behind her, holding her shoulders, and asked, "Qin, Zongyou isn't home. Don't you feel lonely all alone?"

I deliberately said this in a provocative way, hitting the nail on the head. First, to drive a wedge between her and Zongyou, and second, to make Yanqin resent her husband for cheating on her with my wife. If this made her want to retaliate, she might cheat on me and have an affair with me too, then I could take advantage of the situation and fulfill my long-cherished wish.

Yanqin turned around and smiled, saying, "Men prioritize their careers. Being busy at work means your boss values him! Besides, I'm used to being home alone. Watching TV and surfing the internet kills the time."

Seeing that she was still unwilling to face reality, I used words to stir up her sore spot: "Well, of course your husband is busy! He has to take care of work during the day and be intimate with my wife at night!" As I spoke, my hands reached down, gradually approaching her large, fleshy breasts.

Touching a sore spot, Yanqin's face immediately darkened, and she said softly, "You men are so fickle. If I had known Zongyou was such a womanizer, I would never have married him!" The trauma she had been exposed to made her completely unaware that my hands were already on her two heaving breasts.

"Hehe! If she doesn't marry him, then I'll have a chance, won't I?" Without further ado, I lifted her skirt, and my ten fingers immediately gripped her two large breasts tightly, playing with them wantonly in my palms.

I released my hands from Yanqin's buttocks and moved them up to her chest, kneading her pair of huge, fleshy mounds. Yanqin seized the opportunity and began to move up and down, her vagina swallowing and releasing my penis. Waves of pleasure spread like ripples from our point of contact throughout our bodies, and the melodious sounds of "plop...plop..." began to play. So this is what having an affair feels like. No wonder Zongyou is so obsessed with my wife's body all day long.

The pleasurable sensations from my penis kept increasing, making me unconsciously squeeze and knead Yanqin's large breasts tighter and tighter. The long-awaited sexual pleasure made Yanqin close her eyes and bite her lip in comfort, thrusting her hips wildly, trying to reach orgasm as quickly as possible through the intense friction of our genitals.

My rubbing of her breasts inadvertently catalyzed Yanqin's pursuit of orgasm, and moans of pleasure began to burst from her mouth: "Ah...so good...why did you only come to me now...I couldn't taste...your big cock sooner...oh...so thick...so long...it feels so good...fuck me...fuck me hard...you are my real husband...fuck me to death...ah..."

Yanqin became more and more wanton and slutty with each thrust. She was no longer the wife of my best friend that I knew; she was a sex machine only concerned with the release of lust, a slutty whore who submitted to a man's cock. The lustful fluid seeping from her vagina continuously seeped from the gap between our joined genitals, flowing down my penis to my scrotum. Her vagina began to twitch, squeezing and gripping my penis with each thrust; it seemed she was on the verge of orgasm.

Sure enough, after another thirty or forty thrusts, Yanqin cried out, "Oh my god...it feels so good...your big cock is hitting my G-spot...I'm going to cum...um...um...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to die...you've made me come...fuck me harder...fuck me faster...ooh...I'm coming...I'm coming..."

I held Yanqin's buttocks, matching her rising and falling rhythm, thrusting my penis upwards with all my might. Her big, horny vagina slapped against me with a "slap slap" sound, her lustful fluids splashing everywhere, making her orgasm even more intense and lasting longer, until she was almost completely limp on my body.

During her climax, Yanqin's vagina spasmed with contractions, giving my penis a series of alternating tight and loose kneading sensations. At the same time, her cervix pressed tightly against my glans, making a sucking motion, causing my ejaculation to slow down. I could no longer hold back, and my scrotum was brimming with semen, ready to burst forth.

Ignoring Yanqin's limp body, still savoring the afterglow of her orgasm, I told her to lift her buttocks and quickly pull my penis out, suppressing the urge to ejaculate. Although filling Yanqin's vagina with my semen was my long-cherished wish, after this encounter, she was mine. I could fuck her however I wanted in the future, there would be plenty of opportunities. At this moment, I was only lusting after her large breasts, desperately wanting to use those two mounds of flesh to sandwich my penis and give her a milk cannon, to taste what it was like to use my friend's wife's huge breasts for breast sex.

I stood up and stood in front of Yanqin, pointing to her breasts and then to my penis. She immediately understood what I wanted to do, and without a word, she obediently knelt down between my legs, cupping my swollen, almost bursting penis between her hands. Then, with effort, she squeezed her breasts together, using the deep cleavage formed by her breasts to completely envelop my penis.

Yanqin's huge breasts were truly impressive; my enormous penis could be easily hidden inside them. Fortunately, the foreskin was covered in her vaginal fluid, and sliding up and down in the cleavage felt like the piston-like motion I had just made inside her vagina. It didn't feel dry or difficult to move at all, and it even had a unique flavor.

Yanqin had just climaxed and was completely weak, not wanting to move at all. But to please me, she still diligently served me as I instructed. She gripped her breasts tightly, squeezing my penis between her thighs and moving it up and down. As the glans emerged from her cleavage, she even licked the crown of my penis a few times with the tip of her tongue. The sensation of my entire penis being stimulated was so pleasurable that I trembled all over.

"Qin...I...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to cum..." I groaned, and my penis convulsed violently. I quickly pulled my penis out of her cleavage, and Yanqin cupped her breasts, ready to receive my semen. I quickly moved my foreskin, feeling a sharp pain in my lower back and a numbness in my glans. Several large spurts of hot semen shot out like arrows from my urethra, shooting straight towards Yanqin's smooth, full breasts.

The scene before me was utterly obscene: my best friend's wife's two white breasts were crisscrossed with streaks of my still-steaming semen, and residual semen continued to spurt from my glans. Most arousingly, when the semen dripped down her nipples, it looked like milk was seeping from them—who would have thought it was the essence left behind by a man other than her husband after he had sex with her?

I gripped my still-erect penis, smearing the semen from Yanqin's breasts all over, covering my rival's wife's entire breasts with my semen, which reflected a lewd yet pleasing glow under the light.
This intense breast-fucking rekindled Yanqin's lust; she writhed uncontrollably, rubbing her enormous breasts against my lower abdomen, murmuring incessantly, "Mmm, ahh," expressing her burning desire and demanding more caresses.

I swept Yanqin up in my arms, and she wrapped her arms around my neck in return. We kissed passionately as we walked towards the bedroom. I gently laid Yanqin on Zongyou's large bed, then pounced on top of her. We rolled around on the bed, tightly embracing each other. My penis, still semi-erect from ejaculation, was already half-erect, and Yanqin impatiently reached out and grabbed it, quickly stroking it, hoping to restore its virility as quickly as possible so she could give her unbearably itchy, wet vagina a good good pounding.
That night, I fulfilled my husbandly duties in my best friend's bed, fucking his wife until she was in ecstasy, experiencing one orgasm after another. The sheets were covered in sticky, sticky semen, and the loud moans and groans only gradually subsided around dawn. Yanqin's vagina, breasts, and lips were all covered in my thick semen. We only fell asleep in each other's arms when my penis could no longer get hard.

During the three days my wife and Zongyou were having their tryst in Singapore, I never left his house. Yanqin and I lived together like a real couple, too lazy to even put on clothes. We ate, watched TV, flirted, and made love naked day and night.

On the last day, I did something even Zongyou hadn't tried before: I finally conquered his wife's last stronghold. Besides her vulva, mouth, and breasts, her previously untouched back garden also fell into my hands. Perhaps when Zongyou returns tomorrow, he'll still be smug about my wife's trip abroad with him, haha, but he'll never dream that in such a short time, his wife has become my submissive.

Su You's wife is named Yanqin. She has an exceptionally exaggerated figure, with a prominent bust and buttocks, especially her breasts, which can only be described as "huge breasts." Judging by sight, they are at least a 36F or larger. The number of lustful glances she attracts on the street is absolutely unparalleled. She had long, shoulder-length hair, a pointed chin, and arched eyebrows. When she smiled, her friends said she resembled the mainland actress Gong Li.

Occasionally, during casual conversations, the two couples would drift into suggestive topics, and Yanqin's large breasts were often the subject of our banter. Privately, I even joked with Zongyou, "Hehe, your wife's breasts are truly exquisite. If I had the chance to touch them, it would be an eye-opener!"

Every time I said that, Zongyou would jokingly reply, "Isn't your wife's waist also incredibly alluring? Sometimes, thinking about you two making love in bed, with Ah Zhen's slender waist swaying below, I have to say, my penis immediately gets hard! Haha..."

Although we were close, none of us took these playful banter seriously, and no one would be foolish enough to tell their wives directly. Honestly, when I heard other men praising my wife, even if the words contained a hint of ambiguity, I couldn't help but feel secretly pleased.

But recently, I've started to notice my wife's behavior has become a bit strange. One or two days a week, she doesn't come home until almost dawn, and she doesn't answer her phone. When she gets home, she rushes into the bathroom to shower without even changing her clothes. She says she went to karaoke with her girlfriends, and maybe the noise was too loud for her to hear the phone ringing, and she was exhausted after a long night out, so she just wanted to shower and go to bed. I didn't take her explanation too seriously; after all, having a social life isn't a bad thing. But I just couldn't understand it. She's always gotten even the titles of popular songs wrong, so why would she suddenly be interested

in karaoke? Gradually, rumors started to reach my ears. A friend said they saw my wife and Zongyou shopping together, acting very intimately. Soon after, someone else came to report that they saw them holding hands as they walked out of a hotel catering to couples.

I gradually realized the seriousness of the problem. Although I tried to reassure myself that they had mistaken me for someone else, I couldn't help but go to Zongyou's house one night when my wife went out to karaoke to verify.

As expected, Zongyou wasn't home; only his wife, Yanqin, was watching TV. I told her everything I'd gathered from the rumors. At first, Yanqin thought I was overthinking things, suspecting her husband and my wife of having an affair. But when I listed the times Ah Zhen had gone to karaoke all night in the past few weeks, which coincided with the days Zongyou had worked overtime at the company until dawn, I had to re-evaluate our spouses' fidelity.

I couldn't believe my wife, married for only three years, had cheated on me so quickly, and with my best friend and confidant of many years. This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to me. Although we were always carefree in our jokes, when those jokes became reality, the disappointment, frustration, and bewilderment I felt were indescribable.

Yanqin was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked me, "Did Zongyou tell you he's going to Singapore for a three-day business trip the day after tomorrow?" My mind went blank for a second, and I stared at her wide-eyed. "What? Ah Zhen just signed up for a three-day trip to Singapore with her group of girlfriends, also departing the day after tomorrow!"

Everything was too coincidental. Every clue pointed to the fact that my best friend had already slept with my wife. It seemed the rumors weren't unfounded. An image of a pair of adulterers making love gradually appeared in my mind: Zongyou holding my wife's buttocks, fulfilling his husbandly duties, thrusting his thick penis forcefully into her vagina, while my lovely wife swayed her slender waist in front of him, welcoming her husband's friend's wanton rape.

I could even imagine that when they both reached orgasm during intercourse, Zongyou would ejaculate deep into my wife's vagina without any hesitation, because he knew that I, like him, was temporarily not having children for the sake of my career, and therefore both of our wives were taking birth control pills, so even if he ejaculated inside her, there would be no worries.

Perhaps Yanqin was also thinking of a similar situation to mine at this moment. Although she remained silent, a tear was clearly glistening in her eyes. I sat down next to Yanqin and hugged her to show my sympathy and comfort. She tightly grasped one of my hands and nestled against my chest. The two people who shared the same plight saw each other as a pillar of support, like drowning people suddenly grabbing a straw.

That night, Yanqin and I spent our time feeling helpless, speechless, and frustrated. Looking at her large breasts, heaving with anger, I was overwhelmed with emotion. My own wife's small breasts had been squeezed and kneaded by Zongyou countless times, yet his wife's enormous breasts were right before my eyes, and I could only admire them, not touch them. Heaven was so unfair to me! Two
more days passed quickly. At noon, my wife wouldn't let me take her to the airport, saying she wanted to meet up with her girlfriends first before we left together
. I pretended to understand and didn't insist, casually seeing her into a taxi before going home.
Sitting listlessly on the living room sofa, my mind raced with restless thoughts. One moment my mind was filled with images of my wife and best friend passionately entwined in bed, the next with Yanqin's heaving breasts… Whether it was the strange stimulation of my wife's infidelity or the irresistible allure of my friend's wife's large breasts, my penis unconsciously hardened in my pants.

A filthy thought slowly formed in my mind: Zongyou, since you slept with my wife, then I'll make sure your wife's womb receives the baptism of my semen! Only in this way can I erase my shame, only in this way can I extinguish my lust, only in this way can we be even!

I rang Zongyou's doorbell next door. Yanqin opened the door as usual to welcome me in. Perhaps we both knew perfectly well that the other's spouse was currently embracing and going on vacation, and we could even imagine that tonight in a hotel bed in Singapore, the two of us would be locked in passionate lovemaking. Yanqin and I both looked a little awkward, intentionally or unintentionally avoiding mentioning what had happened that day.

Yanqin brought me a cup of fragrant tea and invited me to sit on the sofa. She sat down on another chair and silently watched TV with me. The plot on the screen didn't register with me at all; all I could think about was two naked worms performing a pornographic scene. How many times would they have sex in these three days? At least four or five times, maybe more, six? Or seven? I believe that the adulterous couple would only be satisfied when my wife's vagina was filled with Zongyou's semen.

The lewd fantasies in my mind were making my blood boil, and my little brother began to rise. I glanced at Yanqin; her proud breasts looked even bigger from the side, making my lower body even more aroused. I stood up and stood behind her, holding her shoulders, and asked, "Qin, Zongyou isn't home. Don't you feel lonely all alone?"

I deliberately said this in a provocative way, hitting the nail on the head. First, to drive a wedge between her and Zongyou, and second, to make Yanqin resent her husband for cheating on her with my wife. If this made her want to retaliate, she might cheat on me and have an affair with me too, then I could take advantage of the situation and fulfill my long-cherished wish.

Yanqin turned around and smiled, saying, "Men prioritize their careers. Being busy at work means your boss values him! Besides, I'm used to being home alone. Watching TV and surfing the internet kills the time."

Seeing that she still didn't want to face reality, I tried to stir up her sore spot again: "Yeah, of course your husband is busy! He has to work during the day and be intimate with my wife at night!" As I spoke, my hands reached lower and lower, gradually approaching her large, fleshy breasts.

Touching a nerve, Yanqin's face immediately darkened, and she said softly, "You men are so fickle! If I had known Zongyou was such a womanizer, I wouldn't have married him!" The lingering trauma made her completely unaware that my hands were already on her two heaving breasts.

"Hehe! If I hadn't married him, wouldn't I have had a chance?" Without further ado, I lifted her skirt, my ten fingers immediately gripping her two large breasts, wantonly playing with them in my palms.
I released my hands from Yanqin's buttocks and moved them up to her breasts, kneading her large, fleshy mounds. Yanqin seized the opportunity and began to move up and down, her vagina swallowing and releasing my penis. Waves of pleasure spread like ripples from our point of contact throughout our bodies, accompanied by melodious "plop...plop..." sounds. So this is what having an affair feels like—no wonder Zongyou is so obsessed with my wife's body.

The pleasurable sensations from my penis intensified, making me unconsciously squeeze and knead Yanqin's large breasts tighter and tighter. The long-awaited sexual pleasure made Yanqin close her eyes comfortably, bite her lip, and thrust her hips wildly, trying to reach orgasm as quickly as possible through the intense friction of our genitals.

My kneading of her breasts inadvertently catalyzed Yanqin's pursuit of orgasm, and moans of pleasure began to burst from her mouth: "Ah...so good...why did you only come to me now...I couldn't taste...your big cock sooner...oh...so thick...so long...it feels so good...fuck me...fuck me hard...you are my real husband...fuck me to death...ah..."

Yanqin grew increasingly wanton and slutty with each thrust. She was no longer the wife of my best friend I knew; she was now a sex machine solely focused on gratifying her lust, a wanton slut subservient to a man's penis. Her vaginal fluids seeped from the gap between our joined genitals, flowing down my penis to my scrotum. Her vagina began to twitch, squeezing and gripping my penis tightly; it seemed she was on the verge of orgasm.

Sure enough, after another thirty or forty thrusts, Yanqin cried out, "Oh my god...it feels so good...your big cock is hitting my G-spot...I'm going to cum...um...um...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to die...you've made me come...fuck me harder...fuck me faster...ooh...I'm coming...I'm coming..."

I held Yanqin's buttocks, matching her rising and falling rhythm, and thrust my cock upwards with all my might. Her big cunt slammed against me with a "slap slap" sound, and her juices splashed everywhere, making her orgasm even more intense and longer, until she almost collapsed onto my body.

During her orgasm, Yanqin's vagina spasmed with contractions, giving my cock a series of alternating tight and loose kneading sensations. At the same time, her cervix pressed tightly against my glans, making a sucking motion, causing my ejaculation to loosen. I could no longer hold back, and my scrotum was full of semen, ready to burst forth.

Ignoring Yanqin's lingering ecstasy as she lay limp on top of me, savoring the afterglow of her orgasm, I told her to lift her buttocks and quickly pull my penis out, suppressing the urge to ejaculate. Although filling Yanqin's vagina with my semen was my long-cherished dream, after this encounter, she was mine to have as many opportunities as I wanted. Right now, I was only lusting after her large breasts, desperately wanting to use those two mounds of flesh to sandwich my penis and give her a milk cannon, to taste what it felt like to have my friend's wife's huge breasts used for breast sex.

I stood up in front of Yanqin, pointed to her breasts, then to my penis. She immediately understood what I wanted to do, and without a word, she obediently knelt between my legs, cupping my swollen, almost bursting penis between her two large breasts, then laboriously squeezing her breasts together, using the deep cleavage formed by her breasts to envelop my entire penis.

Yanqin's enormous breasts were truly something else; my huge penis could easily fit inside them. Luckily, the foreskin was covered in her vaginal fluid, so sliding up and down between her breasts felt like piston-like movements inside her vagina, without any dryness or difficulty. It even had a unique flavor.

Yanqin had just climaxed and was completely weak, not wanting to move at all. But to please me, she still diligently served me as I instructed. She gripped her breasts tightly, squeezing my penis between them and moving it up and down. As the glans emerged from her cleavage, she didn't forget to lick the crown a few times with the tip of her tongue. The sensation of my entire penis being stimulated was so pleasurable that I trembled all over.

"Qin... I... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to cum..." I groaned, and my penis immediately convulsed violently. I quickly pulled my penis out of her cleavage, and Yanqin cupped her breasts, ready to receive the baptism of my semen. I quickly pulled my foreskin back, feeling a sharp pain in my lower back and a tingling sensation in my glans. Several large spurts of hot semen shot out like arrows from my urethra, heading straight for Yanqin's smooth, full breasts.

The scene before me was utterly obscene: my best friend's wife's white breasts were crisscrossed with streams of my still-steaming semen, while residual semen continued to spurt from my glans. Most arousingly, when the semen dripped from her nipples, it looked like milk seeping from them—who would have thought it was the essence left behind by a man other than her husband after having sex with her?

I gripped my still-erect penis, smearing the semen from Yanqin's breasts everywhere, covering my rival's wife's entire breasts with my semen, which reflected a lewd yet pleasing glow under the light.

A passionate breastjob reignited Yanqin's desire. She writhed uncontrollably, rubbing her enormous breasts against my lower abdomen, moaning softly, her burning lust demanding more caresses.

I swept Yanqin into my arms, and she wrapped her arms around my neck. We kissed passionately as we walked towards the bedroom. Gently placing Yanqin on Zongyou's large bed, I pounced on her. We rolled around tightly, our bodies locked in a passionate embrace. My penis, still semi-erect from ejaculation, was already being stroked by Yanqin, who eagerly reached for it, stroking it rapidly, hoping to restore its full power as quickly as possible so she could give her unbearably itchy cunt a good good pounding.

That night, I fulfilled my duties as a husband in my best friend's bed, fucking his wife until she was in ecstasy, experiencing one orgasm after another. The sheets were covered in sticky semen, and the loud moans and cries of pleasure only gradually subsided around dawn. Yanqin's vagina, breasts, and lips were all covered in my thick semen. We only fell asleep in each other's arms when my penis could no longer get hard.

During the three days my wife and Zongyou were having their tryst in Singapore, I never left his house. Yanqin and I lived together like a real couple, too lazy to put on clothes. We ate, watched TV, flirted, and made love naked day and night.

On the last day, I did something even Zongyou had never tried before, finally conquering his wife's last stronghold. Besides her vulva, mouth, and breasts, her previously untouched back garden also fell into my hands. Perhaps when Zongyou returns tomorrow, he'll still be smug about my wife's affair with him, haha, but he'd never dream that in such a short time, his wife would become my concubine. (The End)

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