A passionate journey

At the beginning of this year, my wife went to Xinjiang on a business trip, and I took a few days off to go with her. On the second evening, we went to a small bar. After a while, a local young man came over to chat with us. He had mixed-race features and looked very handsome, about ten years younger than us. After a few rounds of drinks, everyone loosened up and the conversation quickly turned to sex. He sat down next to my wife and chatted, and it seemed like he was interested in her. After we finished drinking, he enthusiastically invited us to go to the massage parlor where he worked. On the way, I walked ahead with my wife in my arms. My wife was wearing shiny black tight leather pants, which made her look voluptuous and sexy. He followed closely behind my wife, his eyes fixed on her swaying buttocks, looking like he couldn't wait to have my wife that night.

After arriving at the massage parlor, he found a quiet spot and had my wife lie down on the sofa. He began giving her a full-body massage. The young man had even changed into local ethnic clothing. He used his strong arms to massage my wife, making her feel very comfortable. I lay beside him watching their every move. Later, his hands started to wander, caressing my wife's sensitive areas and saying some sensual things. My wife closed her eyes and seemed to be enjoying it. I became interested and went to my wife to kiss her. The young man then moved closer to my wife's lower body, parted her legs, lifted her shirt, and used his nimble fingers to press around her navel. He then playfully touched her lower abdomen and slowly moved to her crotch, taking out a sharp pair of small scissors and placing them on her leather pants, grinning wickedly. He made a scissor gesture towards his wife's crotch, and the two of us, working up and down, aroused her. We helped her sit up; she seemed completely exhausted. We kissed her cheeks and neck from both sides. Her chin was raised high, her eyes glazed over; she seemed to have lost all control. He held her, saying he was still single and loved mature women like her, wanting to have her tonight. Then, he impatiently picked her up like a newly acquired treasure and carried her into another room. When I went over, I found the door locked, and it was already deep inside. Silence reigned. After a while, I heard my wife's soft moans coming from inside… (To be continued)

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