Butterflies flutter beneath the peonies

Yesterday I met a couple I've known for a long time. They picked me up at the hotel at 6 pm. After I got in the car, they handed my wife a Yixing teapot they had brought. She opened it and liked it very much.
Upon arriving at the restaurant, we ordered food and chatted about topics of interest such as Yixing teapots and tea drinking while eating. My wife is 1.62 meters tall. I hadn't seen her for several years, and she had given birth to a girl. She seemed a little plumper than before, with slightly wavy long hair. Without makeup, her natural figure was alluring; she was naturally beautiful without the need for adornment.
Seeing them brought back memories of that passionate and romantic afternoon a few years ago. Back then, the three of us were having a blast in the big hotel; the small bathroom was pure bliss. After dinner, my husband suggested getting a massage, but I said I didn't like it and we should just go back to the hotel.
When we got to the room, my wife said her neck hurt, so I had her lie face down on the bed and massaged her, slowly pressing down from her shoulder blades. I lifted her clothes and unhooked her bra. After massaging for a while, my wife said she wanted to take a shower first. While my wife was showering, my husband and I chatted about their group sex with several single men at the beach a few days ago. They said it was incredibly exciting, and they were a little disappointed that I was too far away to join them.
My wife came out wrapped in a bath towel, her fair body resembling a lotus emerging from the water: her hands were like tender shoots, her skin like solidified cream, her neck like a cicada's, her teeth like melon seeds, her forehead broad and her eyebrows arched, her smile enchanting, her eyes sparkling. My heart pounded wildly, for I had already showered that afternoon, only taking a quick quick rinse before coming out to find my wife wrapped in a bath towel, lying on the bed talking to her husband. Seeing me, her husband went to shower. I unwrapped the bath towel, revealing my wife: her slender waist swaying gracefully, a languid, restrained beauty; her alluring buttocks, captivating and seductive. I stroked her small, round, upturned, fair buttocks; though she had given birth, they remained incredibly firm. My wife spread her legs wide, revealing her still pink and alluring vulva. I told my wife, "You are a rare beauty sent to earth by God; I cannot let your husband possess you all alone." Then I inserted my finger into her vagina to examine her; her vagina was still very tight, gripping my finger tightly. Just then, my husband came out of the shower and lay down on another bed to watch us play. I asked him, "Everyone who's played with you says your wife's pussy is beautiful, right?" He said, "She's heard it so many times." I asked my wife, "Over 500 people have licked your pussy, haven't they?" My wife laughed out loud, "How could that be?" My wife and I started playing 69. My wife's oral sex skills have improved a lot. Her vagina is very delicate and small. My wife cried out as she was being licked, "Come on!"
Calling her husband to join the fray. Her face tilted askew, her lips pressed tightly together. Joyfully, they became intertwined, their hearts bound in a sweet knot. These two, sworn to eternal love, swayed with a thousand allurements; the other, shy and timid, was caressed with a myriad of seductive charms. Her jade feet were raised high, a crescent moon peeking from her shoulder; her golden hairpins were inverted, a dark cloud piled beside her pillow. These two, panting and hoarse, sounded like the snoring of cattle and the shadows of willows; the other, her words sweet and hesitant, were like the warbling of a nightingale among flowers. Her starry eyes were hazy, fine beads of sweat glistening on her fragrant jade-like skin; her soft breasts swayed, drops of dew trickling from her peony heart. Alas, the sweet dew of enlightenment, poured upon her slender waist in a single moment.
Truly: One came naked, brave and fearless, like pear blossoms blooming on the crabapple tree; the other two left naked, steadfast and unyielding, like butterflies fluttering beneath the peony blossoms.

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