I let my beloved wife blend into that colorful cloud (a sequel to my wife's spring dream)

锨蹋家舱隹郏虺蚶贤荫挚纯次遥凵裰校阜滞闯?阜职螅?阜纸啃撸馐亲钅芗し⒛腥肆难凵疤伊┬酥卤对觥＝ソサ兀尥尾扛吒呔倨穑豢戏畔拢娌坑行┡で嘉⒅澹關饕簧吖簧 "You two... what's wrong... can't take it anymore!" Old Wang seemed unable to control himself and wanted to explore that secret place, but I stopped him. I knew it wasn't time yet. Their hands only wandered around that secret place. At the same time, they took the cherry into their mouths and gently sucked on it. The cherry was so juicy, making their mouths water. Amidst her groans, my wife's voice was already trembling with tears: "I really can't take it anymore..." I tried to comfort her: "Darling, don't worry, close your eyes. Look, that colorful cloud is just around the corner. Old Wang and I are carrying you there. We're almost there. The clouds are so soft and warm!"... Old Wang, no longer bothering with politeness, ripped off her underwear. Good heavens! That erect nipple looked just like a little fist! It must have been really hard for him to endure this for so long. Suddenly, my wife stopped groaning, held her breath, her face flushed red, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, staring straight at me. All the resentment in her eyes was gone, replaced by inexplicable terror. A moment later, she burst into tears. Old Wang, as if bewitched, plunged into the stream, greedily licking the glistening, viscous nectar, a low "woo-woo" sound emanating from deep within his throat, mingling with his wife's "ah-ah" sighs. His wife's hips rose and fell rapidly; I was only worried about knocking out Old Wang's front teeth. In the past, during lovemaking, I was only busy with the action and the feeling, never noticing what my wife looked like. Now, being able to observe her, my heart pounded. A woman, so captivating! Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, her pink cheeks sometimes relaxed, sometimes tensed, her chin slightly raised, her head tilted back, her already slender neck stretched even longer, her snow-white breasts high and proud, squinting at me: "Husband, I'm going up. This cloud is so soft and warm. Are you Yi? Is he Wu Gang?" Ha, she must be Chang'e! I gestured to Wu Gang that she could be given to her. I need to see how he gets in. This guy was rubbing the door with his dagger in his hand, even knocking twice. At this crucial moment, he didn't forget to knock! I was really feeling a bit envious. Imagine, your good friend is showing off in your territory right in front of you! Look at how smug Old Wang is! Lost in thought, I heard a "thump," "ah..." Old Wang really thrust his "spear" in. My wife's little door, oh my, the doorframe was stretched wide open! Looking back at my wife, her cherry-like mouth was wide open, seemingly unable to close. Let's not talk about Old Wang's dazed expression, but look at that in-and-out motion, sometimes three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, sometimes nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, completely irregular. With each thrust, I could hear a "gurgling" sound of exhaust. The piston and cylinder were engaged so tightly! When he withdrew, I could clearly see my wife's lower abdomen cave in, probably due to negative pressure. Looking at my wife, she was completely lost in a daze, utterly intoxicated. I was deeply drawn to her crimson lips and couldn't resist kissing her. Her eyes slightly opened, meeting mine at close range. Those expressive eyes conveyed her happiness and contentment. Instantly, an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and saintly bliss welled up within me. This was the happiness of being with my wife, an extraordinary blessing she bestowed upon me. How many people in this world can experience such happiness? A man who doesn't love his wife more than himself cannot have such a blessing. Lost in thought, I suddenly felt my wife's jaw clench, her breathing rapid, her body taut like a drawn bow, her eyes wide open, fixed on Old Wang as if she saw an alien. Old Wang began his thrusts, and almost simultaneously, they both let out deep, heartfelt roars. The first stage rocket completed its mission and detached; the second stage rocket ignited. While Lao Wang was washing up, I easily entered her, feeling the warmth of the mixed fluids inside and the contractions of her passage, as if trying to restrain my penis. I knew this was my wife's refractory period; the tides rise and fall in their own time. So I slowly entered and exited, gently pulling and pushing, while my wife closed her eyes, resting. After a while, Lao Wang finished washing up, got into bed, and embraced my wife, gently kissing her cheek. My wife was too tired, her whole body relaxed, her face full of satisfaction, and unconsciously, she began to snore softly. Lao Wang stopped moving, but I continued my slow, hypnotic movements. Ten minutes passed, the snoring stopped, and my wife slowly opened her eyes. "Honey, I'm sorry, I actually fell asleep. I was so sleepy, I just had a dream." "What dream? Tell me," Lao Wang asked curiously. "I can't tell!" my wife said mysteriously. Then she closed her eyes and remained silent, because the contractions started again there. I knew my wife was aroused again, so I increased the intensity, each thrust touching her most sensitive spot. Old Wang was up to his old tricks again. Holding a steamed bun in his left hand and sucking on a cherry, his right hand reached under his wife's buttocks. Suddenly, his wife's buttocks jerked upwards, her vagina contracting tightly. She cried out, "Old Wang! Not there!" Curious, I turned to look and saw Old Wang using his fingers to open his wife's anus! Damn it, I've never even used that place before, and you've already pioneered it! His wife's attempts to stop him were futile. Old Wang continued his manipulation. As his fingers moved in and out, I thrust in and out, my own movements becoming increasingly shallow and deep. His wife's buttocks rose and fell erratically. She stared intently, trying to find a pattern, but she couldn't. One moment it was the wolf at the front, the next the tiger at the back, then both at once, and then something else intruded from behind! She had no idea how to feel it; the sensations were completely chaotic. She was so distressed and embarrassed that she wanted to cry, a truly pitiful sight. The little brother inside was gripped tightly by spasms, often unable to pull out. This entirely new experience was something you could never understand without a helper. Soon, my wife's breathing became rapid again, her face flushed, her eyes staring at me in terror, her body arched more fully than ever before. I involuntarily quickened my thrusts, and Lao Wang also increased his movements. My wife screamed, her body and soul merging into that cloud of color. I ejaculated profusely, my mind going blank, as if my soul had been poured into my wife's jade body. Lao Wang wasn't finished yet, his "spear" was on again. To be honest, his thing couldn't be called a spear; the thick head and short handle were more like a pestle for pounding garlic. But Lao Wang hadn't pounded a few times when his phone rang. It was Lao Wang. Lao Wang was busy, so I answered for him. "Who is it? It's me, Teacher Wen. Lao Wang is playing chess with me. What? Lao Wang's sister's here? Can you finish this game before you go back? Urgent? Lao Wang, answer this." Lao Wang said he'd hang up; he had to go back. My wife held onto Lao Wang's hand, reluctant to let go. (By the way, Lao Wang's wife and I went to the same school. She teaches Chinese, has a beautiful name, Wenxin, but is a famously aloof beauty. We know each other well, but she's not cold at all; she's quite friendly to me. Lao Wang's sister is even prettier than her brother; she teaches at a university in the south and came from afar, so Lao Wang can't be negligent.) After seeing Lao Wang off, my wife climbed on top of me, her face pressed against my chest, saying she wanted to hear what I was saying to her. "What did you hear?" "You said: 'Dear Your Majesty, I love you with all my heart, and you also said you would cherish me like a little sister.' Is that what you said?" "You can really hear that? I want to hear your dream from just now." "It's all here, read it yourself," my wife pointed to her deeply affectionate eyes. I gazed into my wife's beautiful eyes; I didn't see a dream, but rather deep affection and intense love. The two of us gazed at each other like that for a long, long time… (Final draft, please include)

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