A passionate 3P night with my wife - Part 3

After some warm-up, all three of us were in high spirits, and the room temperature seemed to rise two degrees! Since our target this time was my wife, and my wife's well-being was paramount! The single woman had informed me beforehand that she was only willing to provide massage and assistance, so our main focus was on my wife. My wife, burning with desire, wanted me, but of course, I couldn't give in! I gestured for my wife (hereinafter referred to as "Grandma") to complete the prescribed actions. Grandma understood, suppressing her hunger, and obediently got up and went to the living room. When she returned, she was a voluptuous and sexy beauty. A light green cheongsam tightly hugged her exquisite curves, her breasts and buttocks prominent, one side slit reaching her thigh, black stockings igniting a surge of desire. Standing on her high heels, Grandma's face was flushed, and even the single woman let out a soft moan—so alluring! We changed the music to a more energetic rhythm, and Grandma danced a couple of short dances while the single woman massaged me, simultaneously attacking my sensitive upper body areas... "Let's drink and sing, how short is life!" Of course, I wasn't idle either. I groped the single woman all over, her lace panties already soaked through several times. Before I knew it, my mother-in-law had climbed onto the bed, our lips met, our tongues danced together, and her slippery tongue told me that her lower body was already wet with spring rain! At my repeated urging, she grabbed the woman's breasts and began to suckle them gently, her voice like a swallow's song, filling the room with spring, where was winter? She knelt like a puppy, her mouth and hands on the single woman's breasts! I first used my hands to caress her from the outside to the center, from shallow to deep, and then my tongue began to move. My mother-in-law, already half-excited, couldn't resist this. Her restraint vanished, her voice growing louder and louder, from melodious to chaotic, just like: "Lightly plucking, slowly twisting, stroking and picking, first a rainbow, then a six-stringed zither. The large strings roared like a sudden rain, the small strings whispered like private words. The roaring and whispering mingled, like large and small pearls falling onto a jade plate." The warbling of orioles glides gliding beneath the flowers, the murmuring of springs struggles to flow beneath the ice. The icy spring, cold and astringent, freezes the strings of a zither, its sound momentarily silenced. A hidden sorrow and resentment arise, at this moment, silence speaks louder than words!

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