drugging his wife

Fantasy, thought, fantasy, reason, irrationality, reason, irrationality, but looking at my wife's wet hair, firm breasts, and long, beautiful legs after her shower, my wicked desires were reignited.

The pink pill dissolved in the red wine, leaving no trace. The pill was slightly bitter, but the wine's flavor perfectly masked it… Twenty minutes later, my wife, wearing a white see-through nightgown, collapsed on the sofa. She wasn't completely asleep, but her mind wasn't fully awake either—that was the effect of the pink pill. I hesitated again, but that indescribable excitement made me grab the phone:

“Hello, China Building? Is this Old Li? I want takeout. Chief special. You know what I mean.

The door's unlocked. Same as always. This time it'll definitely be better than last time!”

I turned on my webcam, grabbed my thin laptop, and went to the rooftop terrace. I sat in the dark storage room on the terrace, watching what was happening at home through the webcam. Fifteen minutes later, Old Li arrived, knocked on the door, and then pushed it open. He placed the plastic bag he was carrying on the living room table. Then he stared at his wife, who was slumped on the sofa. He was a little stunned. But immediately, a glint appeared in his triangular eyes. He was balding and probably in his fifties.

He tentatively called his wife's name a few times, then touched her white, lotus-root-like arms. After confirming that everything was alright, he straightened her body and leaned her back on the sofa.

Then he lowered his head and kissed his wife's lips. Damn, he actually kissed his wife.

His hand, through her nightgown, went directly to his wife's mons pubis. Damn... but my dick is hard. He wrapped his arms around his wife's slender waist and pressed his body against hers to kiss her... He parted the straps of his wife's nightgown, revealing her breasts. He lay on top of her, pressing her hands against the back of the sofa, his face pressed directly against her white, tender breasts. He rubbed his rough, old face against his wife's delicate, full breasts while sticking out his tongue to lick her small nipples.

His wife's nipples hardened, and she let out a faint moan...

Old Li looked up to kiss his wife again, and she instinctively stuck out her tongue. Old Li sucked on her tongue as if it were a treasure... His wife's body began to writhe, and Old Li lowered his head and bit her nipple. His hands enjoyed his wife's nipples, kneading them... Old Li continued to grab his wife's breasts with his hands, but his mouth moved downwards to kiss her. Old Li lifted his wife's nightgown, gazing intently at her pink, moist vulva... He licked her delicate labia, rubbed her clitoris, and inserted his fingers into her vagina...

His erect penis, aimed at her vulva, entered her vagina, then fully slid in, filling her completely. He began thrusting... I ejaculated, even before Old Li... When I returned home, Old Li was gone. My wife was still leaning on the sofa, her nightgown lifted, white fluid flowing from her slightly reddened vulva... "Wife, I love you!" I whispered in her ear.

[The End]

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