Blood Handprint

My wife has become someone else's plaything.
Due to work, I've been away from home for a year. My wife is a very virtuous woman; she's become a full-time housewife taking care of my mother and children. I trust her completely because we have a deep relationship and know each other very well. Because I hadn't been home for a long time, we started making love after dinner. It had been a long time since I'd touched a woman, and my hands frantically grabbed her breasts, greedily sucking on her nipples. She cried out, "Ah, ah," and I felt like the whole building could hear it. My iron-like penis thrust in and out at an extremely high frequency, and she quickly reached orgasm. Her waist arched, her chest thrust upwards, and with a scream, she let out a long sigh, her whole body trembling like a leaf. I then ejaculated my year's worth of cum into her vagina. After calming down for a while, she hugged me, her face flushed, and said, "It was so pleasurable." I joked, "You haven't been seeing other men, have you?" Honestly, I don't even know why I asked that question; it was just a casual remark. She suddenly froze, a flicker of panic crossing her face, but I caught it immediately. "No, no, how could that be?" she stammered. "I know everything, I've seen your phone," I said, trying to trick her. "It's okay, I'm not angry." Actually, I wasn't angry, just a little jealous, but if I could confirm it was true, I thought I'd forgive her, because I'd fantasized more than once about the indescribable thrill of her being with someone else. "No, it wasn't that. I just ran into an old acquaintance, and we chatted." I felt I'd caught her red-handed, and I pressed on, "Tell me, it's okay, I won't hold it against you, but if you don't tell the truth, there's a problem between us," I said, my voice hardening, my penis already hard again. "Are you really okay?" she asked timidly. I already had a pretty good idea. "No, you're fine. If you didn't tell me, something was wrong." She slowly told me what had happened: they met online and got along very well. The man was ten years older than her and very charming. Because she was lonely, she often hoped he would appear online. They talked about photography and travel, and gradually she developed feelings for him. My wife is a very conservative person. Don't let her virtuous and beautiful appearance fool you; she's always been a devoted wife and mother and has never been the type to have affairs with other men. That man would ask her out every now and then, but she always refused.

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