Happy Wife - Boss Edition 6 (Ghostwritten)

The person filming was now very close to the couple. Qin Ming could see
clearly that his wife, Xie Juan, was wearing one of those semi-transparent garments hanging in the closet. Seeing the video feed change from a long distance to a short distance, clearly showing their detailed actions, Qin Ming instantly understood that this was deliberately arranged by Boss Lin. He wanted to record the entire process of how he slept with Xie Juan.
Xie Juan was clearly unaware of this, or rather, her deeply hidden desires had been aroused, and her mind was no longer focused on this.
While kissing Xie Juan, Boss Lin used one hand to repeatedly squeeze outside her thin silk panties, slowly approaching her genitals.
Qin Ming knew his wife Xie Juan was physically sensitive; even the slightest movement from him would arouse her. Now, with Xie Juan and Boss Lin having such intimate physical contact, and given her long period without sex, Qin Ming felt that his wife couldn't take it anymore. It seemed she was doomed today.
Sure enough, under Boss Lin's repeated caresses, Qin Ming could see through the screen that Xie Juan's crotch was becoming wet, and the welts were gradually widening. Despite Xie Juan repeatedly saying, "No, please don't do this," and grabbing Boss Lin's arm, she made no attempt to resist.
Boss Lin ignored Xie Juan's pleas; he simply turned her petite body upside down, then slipped one hand inside her clothes and the other under her waistband, rubbing her genitals back and forth.
Xie Juan trembled, instinctively raising her legs and bending over, trying to avoid Boss Lin's hands. But Boss Lin's large hand was like a stubborn plaster; no matter how much she twisted and struggled, it was useless, only giving him more space.
Perhaps out of impatience, with a "rip," Xie Juan's white transparent top was torn open, all the buttons popping off, revealing her navy blue bra. Xie Juan gasped, then saw Boss Lin casually toss her shirt onto the mudflats. In an instant, it was swept away by the surging seawater into the ditch and then washed away by the current.
Xie Juan instinctively crossed her arms over her chest, trying to protect her breasts, but neglecting the exposed opening below. Boss Lin pressed down on Xie Juan's hands, his large hand finally fully penetrating her, covering her mons pubis.
Boss Lin felt the thick pubic hair on Xie Juan's genitals, the hair twining around his fingertips like withered vines around a tree trunk, or like a carnivorous plant coiling itself to devour its prey. Boss Lin felt an itch in his hand; the thick pubic hair prickled his palm, giving it a tingling, numb sensation. He opened his palm, forcefully pulling up Xie Juan's pants, and with his middle finger still attached, he reached down. The slit immediately acted like a siphon from a mosquito's mouth, sucking his finger in with considerable force.
Mr. Lin curled his fingers, instantly coating them with a sticky liquid, making them lubricated and facilitating his insertion.
"No!" Xie Juan struggled with her last ounce of strength, but Qin Ming perceived her bending over as an attempt to spread her legs, allowing Mr. Lin's fingers easier entry.
Mr. Lin pushed Xie Juan forward until they reached the car hood, then pushed her forward again, forcing her to lie face down on it. Xie Juan
tried to get up, but Mr. Lin held her back firmly. With her limited strength, she could only support herself with her hands; getting up was an impossible task.
Qin Ming assumed Mr. Lin was going to rape his wife, Xie Juan, but Mr. Lin didn't. He simply used one hand to slap Xie Juan's buttocks hard.
"Ah!" Xie Juan screamed, indicating Mr. Lin had hit her hard. But Mr. Lin didn't hesitate at all, and seemed unwilling to show any mercy. He simply pressed down hard on Xie Juan's back and slapped her buttocks with his palm, rhythmically and without pause. With each rise and fall of Mr. Lin's palm, Xie Juan would let out a scream, but the scream was no longer a howl like before; instead, it was a sound mixed with pain and excitement, indistinguishable between pleasure and groan.
After a dozen or so slaps, Xie Juan's body began to collapse, her strength dissipating. Her hands could no longer support her body, and she had no choice but to lie face down on the engine hood, revealing only two flattened mounds of flesh.
Xie Juan's buttocks twitched in rhythm with the rise and fall of Mr. Lin's palm. Qin Ming saw that his wife Xie Juan's buttocks were turning red, already showing through her semi-transparent white silk pants. The reason it was so clear was because these kinds of pants couldn't have a belt, and to avoid showing any underwear marks, Xie Juan was probably wearing a thong, which was why it was so easily visible. Qin Ming also noticed that the crotch area of his wife's pants was getting increasingly wet, indicating that her lower body had become a swamp.

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