If you have a gentle wife

I attended factory-run schools for both elementary and junior high. Junior high was really tough back then. Every morning we'd get up at five and run three kilometers with a friend. There was a standardized test before the high school entrance exam, including physical education. If you failed that, you couldn't take the exam. Everyone was terrified and worked incredibly hard to stay fit. But we didn't realize then that our physical education teacher wouldn't let us lose our chance to take the exam just because we only ran 150 meters out of 1500. He was being so harsh only to prevent us from slacking off.
"Okay."
After running, I'd go to the factory canteen to buy a steamed bun, take it home, eat it with plain water, then do morning reading and memorize English. Around 7 a.m., I'd go to school for class, finishing at 6 p.m. After dinner, I'd have homework, so much that it would keep me up until after 11 p.m., often until 1 a.m. Then, the next day, the alarm clock would wake me up at 5 a.m. If I had to live like that again now, I think I could only manage one day. In my second year of junior high, my family was fortunate enough to be allocated a unit in the factory's housing development. We used most of our savings to participate, and finally, in the second semester of my third year, we 　　moved
into our new home.
The seventh floor—at the time, I thought my family must have paid more than others to live on the highest floor in the entire factory. Years later, I learned that the seventh floor was the least desirable floor of all.
The new house had three rooms in total. My sister and I each had a small room, and my parents had the large one. It had a kitchen and a bathroom, and we didn't even need to cut doors for meals—this was what made us happiest.
One Friday at the end of May, the factory celebrated its 30th anniversary with a large gala. Various branches, schools, reception areas, and canteens all put on performances. Schools gave a special holiday so students with performances could prepare, and those without could watch the gala.
After dinner, my father took my sister and me... My sister went to the auditorium to watch the gala. Mom said she had to wash the dishes and take a bath, and would come later. The three of us arrived early; there was still a sunset in the sky, and we happily snagged seats in the second row.
After waiting a while, the gala started. When the third performance was on, Dad said he had something to discuss with Uncle Li, and told my sister and me to go home after the gala, then he hurriedly left.
Although it was called a gala, it was mostly large-scale choral singing or musical performances. Sometimes there was a primary school student dancing, but it didn't interest me at all. My sister, however, ran into a classmate and happily ran outside the auditorium to say goodbye.
I don't remember which performance it was, but I wanted to go home; it was so boring. I can't find my sister; I don't know where she is. I went crazy, so I went home alone. There seemed to be no one home. I unlocked the door and found the lights were on. I looked around and saw someone taking a shower in the bathroom. I thought it must be my mother.
I went through my parents' room to the balcony. The late spring/early summer breeze felt so refreshing, like I could fly away. Suddenly, a bat darted past me, startling me. I quickly turned and closed the balcony door, afraid the bat would fly inside.
It was completely dark now, and the lights were on in all the factory dormitories.
I wiped the drool from my mouth, shook my aching arms, stood up, and prepared to go back to my room. Suddenly, I heard a man's voice coming from inside:
"Let's kiss for a bit first..."
I stopped abruptly, retreating slightly to the balcony railing, then slowly moved to the left, peering into the room through the half-open window.
Dad was bent over, taking off his underwear. Once finished, he sat in a chair, his enormous penis erect.
Beside the bed, Uncle Li was kissing Mom, who was on tiptoe, her arms around his neck, occasionally letting out soft moans. Uncle Li had one arm around Mom's waist, and the other hand was kneading her buttocks, which were only covered by her underwear.
Mom turned around, leaning against Uncle Li, her right hand cupping his face, her left hand reaching down... After her death, she touched Uncle Li's penis through her pants, then turned around, her eyes full of coquettishness: "Touch him." Uncle Li unbuttoned his mother's shirt, revealing her two large breasts, and grasped one in each hand, kneading it. Sometimes his right hand would move down and slip into his mother's panties to rub her vulva.
His mother raised her face and kissed Uncle Li. His father watched them, one hand on his own penis. The room was filled with the panting and moaning of the three of them.
Uncle Li paused for a moment, then began to slowly thrust his hips back and forth. His mother held his father's head, moaning softly in his ear. His father... He braced himself on the ground with one hand, and used the other to masturbate his own penis.
After the kiss, Uncle Li went to take off Mom's shirt, but Mom said, "Let him do it." Dad stood up and helped Mom take off her shirt, revealing her snow-white upper body completely naked. Dad then bent down to help Mom take off her underwear, smelling it. Mom shyly slapped Dad's hand holding the underwear: "Just changed, what's so special about it?" "It smells good too."
Mom turned around to help Uncle Li take off his clothes. When she took off his underwear, I realized that a man's penis could grow so big. I had always thought Dad's penis was very big before... Uncle Li's penis is much bigger than Dad's. I wonder how big my penis will grow in the future.
Mom bent over with her legs straight, sticking her butt out, and licked Uncle Li's big penis. She took it in her mouth, and Uncle Li let out a long "hmm," his eyes closed, his face flushed, seemingly reaching the peak of pleasure. Dad held Mom's buttocks, squatted down, and made her spread her legs a little. He put his mouth to Mom's vulva and leaned in.
Mom was sucking and licking Uncle Li's penis, Dad was licking Mom's vulva, and I quietly pulled down my pants zipper, took out my little penis, and began to slowly masturbate.
"Why does it smell like semen?"
"Just now... Director Liu came by, I couldn't resist him, so..." "That bastard!" Dad got up and went to put on his clothes.
Uncle Li also asked while looking for his underwear, "How long has he been gone?"
"No, no, he... he... made me feel really good..." Mom pulled Dad back, her head down.
Uncle Li gritted his teeth, thrusting his hips forward, making "sizzling sounds," and Mom let out a long moan.
"Go home first, don't go out."
"So big?" Dad threw off his underwear, turned around and hugged Mom, his belly pressed tightly against hers.
He picked up a stool, sat on the balcony, crossed his arms and leaned on the balcony, watching people coming and going downstairs. The evening breeze blew in gusts, and gradually, he became drowsy. I don't know how long I slept, but in the dim light, I was awakened by the sound of a car horn. I looked down and saw that it was the factory shuttle bus returning.
"Bigger than yours, and...he's so good at it..." Mom didn't dare lift her head, her face flushed.
So, they returned to their previous position, and this time, Dad seemed to lick even louder.
"Your little cunt, he's used it so many times, hasn't he?"
Mom turned back, looking at Dad with extreme allure, the kind of look that would make any man aroused: "Anyway, more than my husband." (A few minutes later, Uncle Li pulled his huge penis out of Mom's mouth. Mom turned around, bent over, put her hands on Dad's shoulders, and kissed him. Uncle Li patted Mom's buttocks, making her stick them up higher, then swayed his hips, his huge penis erect, and slowly inserted it into Mom's wet vulva.
That was the first time I saw a man insert his penis into a woman's cunt. The cunt was my mother's, but the penis wasn't my father's.
"Is it comfortable?" Dad asked, panting.
"Comfortable.")
Uncle Li thrust in and out ten times. Mom, panting, whispered in Dad's ear, "Let's switch." She straightened up and returned to the position where she had been licking Uncle Li's penis. She licked his penis, while Dad licked her vulva, which had been blurred by the ten thrusts. About a minute later, Mom turned around and let Dad sit on the chair. She bent over, supporting herself on Dad's legs, and opened her head to kiss him. Uncle Li grabbed Mom's buttocks and thrust in again.
"You're so naughty, you're deliberately making me drink the semen on his penis."
"Don't you like it?" Mom teased, pouting and half-closing her eyes.
"Honey!" Dad exclaimed in one breath.
About five minutes later, Uncle Li patted Mom's buttocks, picked her up, put her on the bed, then spread her legs, pressed down on her, and began to fuck her hard. The groans of the three of them in the room grew much louder.
Uncle Li sometimes changed positions while fucking Mom. Dad sat on the edge of the bed, holding Mom's panties to his nose with one hand and stroking his own penis with the other. Just as I felt I was about to ejaculate, Mom cried out loudly, "Ah...ah...I'm going to die!" She gripped Uncle Li's back tightly with both hands, her head desperately pushing back, her whole body seemingly about to arch upwards. (Seconds later, her body suddenly went limp and collapsed.) On the bed,
Uncle Li quickened his pace, thrusting rapidly until he plunged his penis deep into his mother's vagina, roaring as he ejaculated streams of semen into her.
He didn't pull out, just looked at his mother with pity. After ten seconds, his mother woke up, glancing shyly at Uncle Li: "You're going to kill me." Uncle Li lowered his head, kissed his mother, propped himself up, and slowly pulled out his penis. As his penis was withdrawn, his mother pressed her right hand against her vulva.
Uncle Li dressed, turned back, kissed his mother again, and then opened the door to go home. His mother reached out her left hand to hold his father's face, and his father lowered his head to kiss her for a long time before parting.
"He shot so much inside me today, it felt so good." Many things only become clear later, but I can no longer find the care I had when I started. Many things didn't seem hard at the time, and even if they were, I wouldn't care.
"I went to discuss outsourcing work with him, and after we talked, he said he'd been too busy for the past two weeks and hadn't been able to come over, feeling incredibly stifled." "It's his birthday today. I'm going to stay at his place for the night. You go and take the two kids home, don't let them see too late." "Okay, his wife left early, this is a good birthday present. After you're done with him tonight, don't wipe or wash, I'll be there first thing tomorrow morning." "That's so uncomfortable, it'll be everywhere, and by the time you get there in the morning, it'll be dry." "Just use paper to hold it in."
"No way, it's unbearable to be stuck with paper in my mouth. How about I do it with him again tomorrow morning, and you can come earlier and lick it fresh?" "I love you so much, wife." After saying this, Dad moved between Mom's legs, making her bend her knees. He brought his head close to her vulva, placing one hand under her buttocks and removing her hand with the other. As the semen flowed out, he pressed his mouth against her opening and began to suck and lick. Mom shuddered, closed her eyes, and moaned.
When Mom collapsed onto the bed again from another orgasm, Dad climbed on top of her and kissed her.
Mom gently cupped Dad's face in her hands: "Okay, go cum in the trash can." "Hey, after you're done, I'll wipe your face for you, your mouth is all smeared." Dad got up, picked up a small trash can next to the bedside table, and quickly started masturbating. In just ten seconds, Dad groaned and ejaculated into the trash can. Mom picked up a towel from the cabinet, wiped Dad's face, and then wiped his penis that had just ejaculated. I quickly retreated to the corner of the balcony and squatted down.
Then I heard Dad and Mom getting dressed, then turning off the lights, and a little while later the door closed. I looked down through the crack in the balcony, and when I saw Dad and Mom appear on the ground below, I quickly got up, opened the balcony door, and went inside. I followed Dad at a distance, and when he went into the hall, I went to look for my sister near the hall.

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