Incest plans

Every day was the same routine, the same words repeated over and over.

Aside from the occasional sighting of my father masturbating, nothing else particularly noteworthy happened.

A month passed in the blink of an eye. My wife, Qu Ying, had successfully hosted a fashion week event, and her

company was holding a celebration banquet. As her spouse, I was invited. My wife is a

beautiful woman with a great figure, stunning looks, and impeccable manners; she's the center of attention wherever she goes.

However, there's one thing: aside from me, she treats all other men with indifference,

rarely smiling , behaving like a normal colleague or friend. Her

close friends often praise her in private. Countless successful

men have fallen for her, even making numerous flirtatious advances, all of which she has ruthlessly and skillfully

rejected. In the eyes of her company, she's a cool, aloof beauty, and I am proud and happy

to have such a wife . The banquet continued, and everyone was enjoying themselves immensely. My wife and I had both drunk quite a bit. Due to my job, I often have to communicate with external parties, and drinking is a frequent occurrence, so my alcohol tolerance is quite good. Although we had already had several rounds of drinks, I was still very clear-headed. Finally, the dinner party ended, and everyone prepared to go home. My wife was so drunk she couldn't walk and leaned weakly on my shoulder. It was quite a struggle to carry and support her all the way home. Our son, Hao Hao, was already fast asleep, and my father was still sitting on the sofa watching TV. Because of his age, he doesn't sleep much and usually goes to bed very late. When he saw us, my wife and I, reeking of alcohol, and my wife completely unconscious, he inevitably scolded us. After helping my wife to the bed in the bedroom, my father turned off the TV and went to rest. I struggled to undress my wife and put her on the bed. She was only wearing a pink D- cup bra and pink lace panties. Just as I was about to change her into her nightgown , a plan suddenly flashed into my mind. I didn't put a nightgown on my wife; she lay on her back on the bed in her bra and panties. Then I left the bedroom, deliberately leaving the door a crack so I could see through it. I went to my father's bedroom door and knocked. "Dad, there are some urgent sales plans at work that need to be broken down and submitted by tomorrow morning. They have to be finished tonight . I'm going back to work tonight," I said, trying to keep my tone calm. "Oh, around what time will you be back?" "Probably not tonight. Look after Xiaoying; she drank a lot tonight," my father replied, telling me not to overwork myself and to take care of myself. I left the room and walked alone on the deserted street. There were few cars, only the dim streetlights illuminating the road ahead. Although I walked steadily, my heart was in turmoil. Yes, this was the plan that suddenly came to me. Before leaving, I only dressed my wife in a sexy bra and panties, revealing her sexy figure. She was completely drunk and unconscious, and the bedroom door was left ajar. I hoped that my father would suddenly see Xiaoying's sexy figure that night and do something , thus breaking down his defenses against lust. Although my father is very honest and simple, a man blinded by lust is capable of anything . Since my father and wife can't openly arrange things between them, I might as well create an opportunity for one of them. If my father can't control his desires, then everything will fall into place naturally. Even if my wife finds out in the end, the deed is done, and there's no going back. It's not that I'm not worried about what my wife might do irrationally after it happens. After all, I know my wife. As long as I persist in loving her and comforting her, I believe everything will develop in the direction . At work, I can't concentrate on my work, my mind is constantly on the situation at home. Had my father already slipped into my wife's bedroom? Had he already taken her body? At that moment, was most frustrated that the home security cameras weren't providing real-time footage; a raging fire was burning within me. I suppressed the urge to go home and check several times. What if my father and wife were doing something? Wouldn't my sudden return disrupt everything? I kept reassuring myself, trying to distract myself by watching a movie on the computer. That night, I couldn't sleep, and even the next day, my mind wasn't on work. Finally, I got off work in the evening and rushed home. Everything was as usual . My wife was at the computer, the table was still laden with dinner prepared for me, and my father was still on the sofa playing with his grandson. The only difference was that when my father saw me return, his gaze shifted and became somewhat evasive. My father is a straightforward person; he doesn't mince words, and all his emotions are written on his face. Seeing the shifty and evasive look in his eyes, I concluded that something must have happened while I was away. I suppressed my excitement. When my wife saw me come home, she took off her headset, got up to get me slippers, and took my briefcase . Xiaoying has always been so considerate; she takes care of me like this every time I come home from work. "I heard from Dad this morning that you worked overtime all night at the office? You must be exhausted!" Xiaoying said with a smile. "Yes, but it's okay, I finished all the work. I'm so tired."

As I spoke, I carefully observed Xiaoying's expression. "Then hurry up and eat. Don't

overwork the future, take care of your health."

I observed her for a long time and found that my wife's expression was normal, showing no abnormality at all, and she didn't seem to be deliberately

hiding her emotions.

I became even more curious about what had happened last night... "Dad, did Xiaoying vomit last night?"

I asked casually while eating. Hearing my question, my father's body stiffened noticeably, and

he stammered, "No...no, she didn't vomit at all last night." "

Oh, that's good. I won't let her drink so much in the future.

" As I said this, I suddenly noticed a hint of disappointment flash in my father's eyes. After dinner,

Xiaoying went to wash the dishes, and my father and I watched TV on the sofa. My father was unusually silent today. Usually,

he would chat with me endlessly about this and that, but his sudden silence today made me feel something was

wrong. Lying in bed, my wife flipped through a magazine, yawning, "

If you're sleepy, go to sleep early, darling."

"I told my wife that I actually wanted to watch the surveillance footage from last night after she fell asleep, and that

desire in my heart grew stronger and stronger." "

Okay, honey, you should go to sleep early too, don't stay up too late."

"My wife said obediently. A moment later, I heard my father turn off the TV and return to the bedroom.

After waiting for my father and wife to fall asleep, I sat down at the computer, my hands trembling

as I turned it on. I opened the recording software for my bedroom with Xiaoying, and set the playback time to the moment I left home last night

... The time was finally set to the moment I left home last night,

and . My palms were sweating from nervousness.

But after playing for almost an hour, the whole room was quiet, and nothing unusual

happened .

Just when I thought nothing more would happen, my wife Xiaoying suddenly tried to sit up,

trembling, She kept gagging and calling out, "Jincheng, Jincheng..."

Seeing this, I was touched a little. Although my wife was still completely drunk,

whether she was sober or drunk, the first person she thought of was me, her husband.

Hearing his wife, Xiaoying, calling his name and gagging, my father immediately left the bedroom in his pajamas and rushed to

the bathroom . He then grabbed a washbasin and ran to Xiaoying's bedroom. Perhaps still groggy from just waking up

, his first instinct upon hearing Xiaoying's gagging was to grab the washbasin to catch her vomit.

However, when he opened the bedroom door and rushed into Xiaoying's room, he

froze .

In the dim moonlight streaming in, he saw an incredibly sexy woman, wearing a

sexy bra and panties. Xiaoying's breasts were large, a full 34D, and her bra was

a small style, barely covering her nipples.

Her white, full breasts and the alluring, deep cleavage were displayed unashamedly before him.

Xiaoying was bracing herself against the bed with her hands behind her back, her eyes closed, still in a dazed, drunken state.

She was so beautiful. Even in the video, even having seen my wife's body countless times, I was still stunned by

her sexy and alluring appearance.

My father stood frozen at the bedroom door for a full half minute. Suddenly, Xiaoying turned her head away from the bed and

began to gag.

Perhaps Xiaoying's gagging woke my father.

He quickly ran to Xiaoying's bedside and placed a basin under her.

Perhaps Xiaoying had only drunk enough to trigger vomiting, because she gagged for a long time without vomiting.

At this moment, my father wanted to pat Xiaoying's back, but his hand suddenly stopped

above her back. He didn't dare to pat her, or perhaps he was internally conflicted, thinking that this sexy

beauty was his daughter-in-law and he couldn't defile her.

Because Xiaoying was bent over, her body trembled with each retching, causing her firm, full breasts

to sway and tremble like two large papayas hanging from a vine. This posture made her breasts appear even larger. Although

her father tried his best to avoid his gaze, his body was now beyond his control due to desire

. His eyes were fixed on Xiaoying's white breasts.

In the end, Xiaoying gagged for a long time but still couldn't vomit. Her hands, which had been supporting her on the bed, loosened, and

she lay back on the bed, gently shaking her head a few times before falling into a deep sleep again.

At this moment, her father was still holding the basin in his hands, his eyes never leaving Xiaoying's

two snowy breasts.

At this moment, I noticed the area under my father's pajama bottoms; there was a tent there. I knew my father was

erect, his thick penis ready to mate with a woman. Looking at that high tent

, I couldn't help but admire

the abundance of my father's "assets. "

After about a minute, my father finally came to his senses. He stood up, trembling,

his body clearly shaking uncontrollably. I'm sure his heart was pounding faster than ever before.

He slowly carried the basin out of Xiaoying's room and gently carried it to the bathroom.

After leaving the bathroom, he suddenly stopped at the door.

He remained motionless, like a walking corpse.

I saw struggle in his expression. After struggling for a while, he slowly walked back to Xiaoying

's bedroom. He stood in front of her bed, looking at her naked, sexy body. His struggle

intensified . Finally, he tried to reach out his right hand. His right hand and body were trembling.

His right hand slowly reached towards Xiaoying's breast.

The video was ticking away, and my father's hands were slowly moving towards Xiaoying's breasts,

the distance between his hands and her breasts shrinking... My heart clenched with

each ; my heart was pounding, my hands were drenched in sweat, and my

eyes were glued to the computer screen, afraid to blink lest I miss the moment my father's right hand touched

my wife 's breast.

However, just as his hand was about to touch Xiaoying's breast, he suddenly stopped.

A look of pain flashed across his face, and he abruptly pulled his hand back, closing his eyes

and gasping for breath.

After a long pause, he abruptly turned and left Xiaoying's

bedroom "Slap! Slap!"... He suddenly slapped himself hard twice across the face.

He stood there for a long time, finally calming himself down.

He sighed, then slowly turned and gently closed Xiaoying's bedroom door.

His eyes , but just as the door was about to close, they snapped open,

his gaze fixed on Xiaoying's sexy, naked body. The door slowly closed, and Xiaoying's figure disappeared

from his sight.

After closing the door, he slowly moved his aged body back to his own bedroom.

Back in the bedroom, Father didn't lie down on the bed immediately, but sat on the edge. It was then that I noticed his erection

was still there. Sitting down, he slowly pulled down his pajama bottoms and underwear, revealing what was inside

. Perhaps due to the visual stimulation Xiaoying had just given him, Father's

penis was even longer and thicker than when he masturbated. Previously, his penis could

reach 18 centimeters when masturbating, but this time it looked to be 20 centimeters. Looking at his erect penis,

hard erect, from his crotch to the egg-sized glans, the shaft

curved upwards like a samurai sword. Father began to stroke his thick, long penis with his right hand

, closing his eyes. I believe Father's mind was... Hai Zhong was imagining what Xiao Ying had just looked like.

His father's masturbation became faster and faster. After about 20 minutes,

thick, milky-white semen began to spurt from his egg-sized glans. I started counting the spurts; in the end,

he ejaculated a full 13 spurts. I know I usually ejaculate no more than 5 spurts,

so I was once again shocked by my father's powerful sexual ability. After ejaculating, my father wiped himself clean with toilet paper and

slowly lay down on the bed. I fast-forwarded the video bit by bit, afraid of missing anything

exciting. But I kept the video up to the next morning. My father just lay in bed tossing and turning

, unable to sleep, and didn't get up again. At that moment, I believed that my father must have had a

sleepless night …

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