Surveillance cameras in the bridal chamber

Watching the two men fighting in the video, I gripped my own penis.

My palm felt its intense heat, a heat and hardness I'd never experienced before.

Looking at my penis, even at its hardest, it still couldn't compare to my father's

. Why such a huge difference in penis length between father and son? If it weren't for the fact that my face is a

carbon copy of my father's, I would seriously doubt if he was really my father. After completely separating Xiaoying's legs

, my father stopped attacking her nipples. His knees were covered in

the sticky fluid secreted from Xiaoying's vagina.

More exciting novels can be found at www.

The father removed his mouth from Xiaoying's nipple, licking his lips and swallowing hard, his face

filled with ecstasy, as if Xiaoying's nipple was so sweet to him. He lowered his head, crouching slightly, one hand tightening around Xiaoying's slender waist, the other hand returning to his thick, long penis above her knees. Because Xiaoying's legs were spread apart by her father, her vulva was exposed to his gaze. Xiaoying

's

vaginal

opening

was slightly parted, and a trickle of love fluid flowed from between her labia. This love fluid

served Xiaoying and her father, its purpose being to lubricate their upcoming penetration. Although

Xiaoying resisted her father, her body betrayed her.

Finally, the father's glans pressed against Xiaoying's vaginal opening. The egg-sized glans had already parted Xiaoying's

labia. Now, if the father pushed upwards, he could push the glans into Xiaoying's vagina.

However, the father didn't seem to be in a hurry. He gently pressed the glans against Xiaoying's labia, and Xiaoying's

labia were parted by the father's glans. The love juice flowing out gradually moistened the father's glans.

Xiaoying was already feeling all of this. Her eyes were glazed, and she struggled slightly. She pushed hard against

her father's shoulders with her hands, and occasionally her fingers would touch her father's wound, making him gasp occasionally.

But all of this did not affect the father's lust. The father looked down, his gaze fixed on his glans and

Xiaoying 's honey hole, as if he was preparing to control everything. Whether the pain of the wound was important to him or not was no longer important

.

After pressing his glans against Xiaoying's vaginal opening, the father seemed to know that everything was under his control.

He removed his knee, realizing that there was no longer any barrier between his legs. Xiaoying quickly squeezed

her legs together again, but this time there was a "venomous snake" between them—a "venomous snake" that could spray highly venomous liquid.

Xiaoying kept her legs tightly closed, but she couldn't push her father's penis out. His penis was trapped between

her legs, the glans pressed tightly against her vaginal opening.

At this moment, his glans was covered with mucus, providing sufficient lubrication for insertion.

Taking a deep breath, the father tightly embraced Xiaoying's slender waist, his chest and Xiaoying's breasts pressed tightly

together again.

The father began to gently thrust his body upwards, the glans pushing upwards with his body movements. The glans had

parted Xiaoying's labia and slowly squeezed into Xiaoying's vagina.

Realizing that her vagina was about to be breached again, Xiaoying seemed unwilling to accept it. As her father

thrust in , Xiaoying stood on her tiptoes.

As her father rose, so did her own. It had to be said, Xiaoying's method

was good; it temporarily prevented her vagina from being fully penetrated by her father. However, in my opinion, this was only a

temporary respite.

Her father had straightened up again, but because of Xiaoying's tiptoeing, only a small part of his glans entered,

not fully.

At this point, her father seemed unwilling to give up, and he also tiptoed, trying to push his glans in further

.

"Ah," with a groan from Xiaoying, her father's glans finally squeezed into her vagina

. However, since their heights were similar, even on tiptoe, he couldn't go any further.

Her father didn't seem to be in a hurry. Even though only the glans was inside, he experienced immense satisfaction

and pleasure. He began to gently tiptoe, moving his glans in and out of Xiaoying's vagina.

The most sensitive part of the penis is the glans; the pleasure from the glans is far more intense than that from the shaft

.

Because Xiaoying knew how to dance and had practiced ballet, tiptoeing was easy for her. She

persevered, enduring everything on her tiptoes, her eyes blinking as she watched her father arrogantly enjoying her body.

Her eyes held resentment, anger, and a hint of shame.

Her father, panting heavily, tried to avoid Xiaoying's gaze, moving his glans in

and out .

Watching the video, Xiaoying moved on her tiptoes, while her father bounced up and down like a puppet ;

the scene was both humorous and comical. The friction between the glans and the vaginal opening produced a series of wet sounds, accompanied by her father's panting and Xiaoying's occasional weak moans. Watching this stimulating scene, I slowly began to masturbate. Once again, I had to admire Xiaoying's determination and endurance. She held her tiptoes for over three minutes. Previously, when Xiaoying practiced dancing on her tiptoes, she could only last two minutes before her toes went numb. This seemed to be a test of endurance. Although her father's penis wasn't deeply inserted, the stimulation from the glans was still immense for Xiaoying. Gradually, Xiaoying gave up resisting, biting her lower lip and gently moving up and down , occasionally letting out seductive moans. Perhaps the physical pleasure was intensifying, or perhaps Xiaoying's toes could no longer bear the strain...

Perhaps knowing she couldn't escape this time, Xiaoying's toes began to slowly descend, like a

bridge that had withstood a thousand years of wind and rain, no longer able to withstand the impact of time, beginning to slowly collapse.

As Xiaoying's toes touched the ground, her father's penis, which had only the glans inserted into her vagina, began to slowly penetrate deeper with Xiaoying's

body sinking.

Xiaoying seemed unwilling to give up; as soon as her toes touched the ground, she insisted on rising up on her tiptoes again.

When she couldn't bear it anymore, she would fall on her toes again, only to rise up again immediately. Xiaoying seemed to be still stubbornly refusing.

At this moment, her father only needed to tighten his grip on Xiaoying's slender waist and press down hard to

completely force Xiaoying's body down, thus allowing his penis to deeply penetrate Xiaoying's vagina. However, her father didn't do this;

he continued to jump up and down on his toes. This time, he seemed to want Xiaoying to move so that his penis could be fully inserted into

his vagina. Just now, it had been the father who had been moving forcefully; this time, Xiaoying should move too, even if

it was still somewhat passive.

Xiaoying persisted in this up-and-down motion for about two minutes, but she finally couldn't hold on any longer. Her toes were

probably exhausted, and her body began to slowly sink, sinking relentlessly. She seemed to have no strength

left to lift herself up.

Sensing this, her father stopped his tiptoeing and stood up straight

, waiting quietly for Xiaoying to sink down and deeply insert his penis into her vagina. His eyes , filled with satisfaction and

conquest, looked at Xiaoying's face as he patiently waited. Xiaoying swayed her head from side to side, tossing her hair. Although her body was slowly sinking, she seemed unwilling to give up, but she no longer had the strength to support herself. As Xiaoying's body sank, her father's penis slowly penetrated deep into her vagina. His mouth slightly open, he groaned, "Oh," as his penis went deeper, feeling the tightness and warmth of Xiaoying's vagina . He let out a groan of extreme pleasure. Although unwilling, even airplanes and birds eventually land. Xiaoying's heels finally touched the ground. Three-quarters of her father's penis was deeply inserted into her vagina, with only a small section protruding through her pubic hair . The moment her heels touched the ground, Xiaoying realized she had finally failed. She had been completely possessed by her father once again. Tears streamed down her face. She bit her lower lip, filled with resentment and self-hatred , hating her body for betraying her. At this moment, the father and Xiaoying in the video were once again deeply and tightly connected Watching the two connected in the video, I accelerated the stroking of my penis. Seeing the father penetrate Xiaoying again, my lust surged, accompanied tension and excitement. I hadn't felt this way in a long time; I felt like I was on drugs, my facial skin tightened, and my whole body went numb. I, along with the two in the video, enjoyed this rare and long-awaited stimulation . In the video, Xiaoying, due to exhaustion, "moved" and her vagina enveloped the father's thick, long penis. The father didn't rush to thrust, but gently rubbed Xiaoying's two snow-white, full breasts with his hands, and gently kissed Xiaoying's neck and collarbone . Xiaoying closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face, motionless. Occasionally, her body would tremble slightly when the father kissed her neck. Xiaoying seemed to have resigned herself to her fate; her hands no longer pushed against her father, but hung limply at her sides. The father thrust his penis deep into Xiaoying's vagina, continuing to caress her breasts and kiss her shoulders , collarbone, and neck. Just then, I noticed Xiaoying, her eyes slightly closed and tears streaming down her face, seemed to open her mouth and say something. But I couldn't hear anything through my earpiece. Was it broken? Impossible! I could clearly hear my father's heavy breathing and the soft kissing sounds. What could Xiaoying have said without making a sound? Perhaps my father, engrossed in his work, hadn't noticed what she had just said. Filled with intense curiosity, I stopped the video and rewound it. At that point, I zoomed in, staring intently at the screen, intently watching Xiaoying's lips. I wanted to decipher what she had just said through lip reading . I kept rewinding, trying to decipher it bit by bit. After four rewinds, I finally deciphered what Xiaoying had said through lip reading. After being fully penetrated by her father, she had lip-read, "Jincheng, I'm sorry." After saying this to herself, Xiaoying gave up all resistance. Having deciphered Xiaoying's words, I felt anxious. The lust I had just been aroused by the two of them was gradually subsiding, and I began to struggle between lust and the vows of love. "Ah," in my midst of this struggle, I was suddenly interrupted . I immediately turned my attention to the video; everything happening on the screen temporarily made me forget my previous struggle and worries. More exciting novels can be found at · ... n&39;e&39;t First~&39;* Novel~site It turns out that after the father had caressed and enjoyed Xiaoying for a while, he slowly withdrew his penis, leaving only the glans taking advantage of this first insertion, the father stood on tiptoe and inserted the entire length of his penis into Xiaoying's vagina. The father's first insertion was very firm and very fast. Xiaoying, who was suddenly attacked, was completely unprepared.

Stimulated, she let out her first shy moan in the bathroom.

After the first forceful thrust, the father raised his head, closed his eyes slightly, and trembled with his mouth slightly open. He was savoring their

second sexual encounter, a much gentler and slower one than the first.

Xiaoying's head tilted slightly upward as she was penetrated, her lower lip biting tightly, her breasts thrusting sharply towards her father, highlighting

how full and firm her breasts were now.

After the first forceful thrust, the father began to gently and slowly pump in and out, using a nine-shallow-one-deep technique. Under

normal circumstances, given his height and position, the father could only maintain shallow insertions and thrusts,

needing to tiptoe for each deep thrust.

But the father seemed very patient, maintaining the nine-shallow-one-deep rhythm very regularly. Slowly, a stream of clear love fluid flowed from Xiaoying's honeypot and dripping down. The love juices were so sticky that they didn't break in the middle even after hitting the ground, leaving . The father was vigorously having sex with Xiaoying, and his hands and lips weren't idle either. The three most sexually sensitive parts of his body—his penis, lips, and hands—were constantly exploring Xiaoying's alluring body. Because of the obstruction of Xiaoying's long, slender legs, each time the father thrust deeply, it was more difficult, and Xiaoying would be pushed hard against the bathroom wall. Perhaps the father, enjoying himself, noticed this. He released one of Xiaoying's breasts with one hand, and then slowly lifted one of Xiaoying's beautiful legs, making her stand on one leg, which opened her legs and vagina wide. After doing all this, it was obvious that their sex was much smoother. Xiaoying's long, slender legs, lifted up, swayed in the air, the father's hands cradling her thighs, and Xiaoying's snow-white vulva swayed with the father's thrusts, drawing a snow-white arc in the video. Throughout this process, Xiaoying bit her lower lip tightly, suppressing the sweet, seductive moans that followed. Perhaps she didn't want her father to perceive her physical "degradation," and she held back. This time, her father didn't roughly penetrate her like the first time, forcing her to moan. Time was crucial for him. Perhaps the focus was on her knees, as Xiaoying's legs gradually felt numb and tingly. Her snow-white toes began to probe for a foothold as she swung. After much probing, the leg that had been lifted finally touched the edge of the bathtub. Xiaoying seemed to have found a lifeline; her snow-white toes spread wide, bending and pressing against the edge , "assisting" her father in supporting her lifted leg. Perhaps sensing the sudden reduction in the burden on his arm that had been supporting Xiaoying's beautiful legs, the father glanced to the side as he thrust, only to find that Xiaoying had moved and placed her foot on the edge of the bathtub. A flicker of ecstasy flashed in his eyes; Xiaoying's unintentional movement was, in a way, a form of cooperation. He slowly released his hand, placing it back on Xiaoying's full breasts. With Xiaoying's "cooperation" and "help," his hand no longer needed to be wasted on her thigh; caressing her breasts would bring him greater satisfaction and excitement. Even without the support of her father's arm, Xiaoying's beautiful leg didn't slip down; her snow-white, beautiful toes and soles remained firmly planted on the edge of the bathtub. Watching Xiaoying in the video, one leg on the bathtub, legs wide open, the pose appeared so sexy , alluring, and even a little lewd. Occasionally, due to her father's sudden, deep penetration, Xiaoying's body would shudder violently, and her foot would slip off the bathtub. Each time, however, she would quickly put her foot back on the edge of the tub. In the video, the father was vigorously penetrating, while Xiaoying "unintentionally" accompanied him. "Slap slap slap," because they were facing each other, each time the father thrust, their abdomens, hips , and pubic bones collided, producing a pleasant "slap slap slap" sound, mingling with the father's heavy breathing. More exciting novels can be found at [website name - implied]. During this time, the father seemed undeterred, occasionally using his lips to suddenly attack Xiaoying's lips, as if this was now Xiaoying's last remaining forbidden territory. Perhaps Xiaoying retained a last shred of lust, deftly and skillfully dodging each of her father's advances. She appeared "stubborn," even though her body was flushed and her vagina overflowing with desire. Aside from the initial penetration, she didn't utter a single moan, only biting her lower lip and breathing heavily—perhaps her only silent protest so far. Perhaps due to the waning effects of the medication, her father was remarkably patient and gentle this time. He wasn't angered by Xiaoying's "rejections," but instead magnanimously enjoyed everything he had. Although he hadn't completely possessed Xiaoying (except for her lips), it was already more than enough to satisfy him. The two of them maintained that position for five minutes. Once again, I felt a pang of shame. Perhaps the scene was too stimulating, or perhaps my condition hadn't improved, but I ejaculated after only five minutes of masturbation. Watching the two people passionately having sex in the video, I didn't wipe away the pitiful few drops of semen that had leaked out, not even my hands. I just continued to watch the video quietly, my already limp penis exposed, afraid of missing anything.

Every detail.

"Turn around and hold onto the bathtub," the father in the video suddenly said gently. At this moment, he abruptly

stopped thrusting, then gently kissed Xiaoying's face, before leaning over her shoulder

and sucking on her earlobe. Between sucking her earlobe, the father made this request to Xiaoying.

I understood the request; the father wanted Xiaoying to turn around, bend over, and hold onto the edge of the bathtub so he could

have sex with her from behind.

It was a lewd position, more likely to satisfy a man's desire for conquest, but I

had never tried this position with Xiaoying before. Would Xiaoying agree to her father's request? My heart was in my throat again. Would Xiaoying

agree to her father's request? I stared intently at the screen, waiting for Xiaoying's decision. Hearing her father make this request, I felt a mix of anticipation, heartache, and a hint of fear.

If Xiaoying agreed, it meant she had accepted him to some extent; if

she refused , it meant she hadn't been completely conquered by her father.

I longed for Xiaoying to be conquered; it would bring me even greater stimulation—a stimulation indescribable,

a feeling both painful and exhilarating, like the contrasting sensations of ice and fire at a nightclub, where two completely opposite stimuli

often bring greater pleasure.

At the same time, I was also afraid. If Xiaoying agreed, I would definitely feel jealous and heartbroken. After all,

Xiaoying hadn't tried this position yet. In our marital life, Xiaoying was always rather conservative.

I decided to wait for her decision, my heart pounding.

My father stopped thrusting, gently kissed Xiaoying's earlobe, and awaited her reply.

Hearing this, Xiaoying, still immersed in sex, suddenly opened her eyes

lazily, her gaze hazy and tinged with sexual satisfaction.

Looking through her father's shoulder at the mirror on the opposite wall, she saw

herself and her father's current sexual position.

Because her father had stopped thrusting, their bodies had temporarily ceased rubbing together, and Xiaoying had temporarily snapped out of her sexual

reverie .

When she saw her reflection in the mirror, Xiaoying's eyes gradually cleared,

until she seemed to fully awaken.

Her father, who had his penis deeply inserted into her and was kissing her earlobe while resting his head on her shoulder, remained oblivious

.

Xiaoying stared at the mirror for several seconds, her emotions shifting gradually, her earlier dazed state

slowly dissipating.

Finally, her languidness turned to surprise, a surprise tinged with intense shyness and annoyance.

"Ah! Let me go!"

Fully awake and seeing everything clearly through the mirror, Xiaoying suddenly screamed, then forcefully pushed her father away with her hands, which

were already hanging at her sides.

Her father, who was kissing her earlobe with his eyes closed, was caught off guard and stumbled, almost falling

.

His penis, inserted into Xiaoying's vagina, was pulled out quite a bit in an instant, but fortunately, the head of his penis, the size of an egg, was wedged at

the vaginal opening, preventing it from being completely pulled out of Xiaoying's vagina.

Startled awake by the sudden shove, the father was also taken aback. His penis was still firmly lodged in Xiaoying's vagina

. Perhaps he hadn't expected Xiaoying to reject him and begin to struggle violently.

Quickly regaining his balance, a flash of ferocity and anger crossed his eyes. He straightened up instantly, grabbed

Xiaoying's slender waist, and firmly restrained her struggles.

Xiaoying, after all,

was a weak woman; she was no match for her young and strong father. Her

struggles under his control.

Only then did the father realize his mistake. He had just penetrated Xiaoying, possessed her

body , and then made such an excessive request. Perhaps he had been too hasty. Haste makes waste; you

can't rush things. He needed to take it one step at a time.

His earlier request had pushed Xiaoying to her limit.

Having figured this out, the father no longer hoped Xiaoying would turn around and allow him to penetrate her from behind; all he could do now

was maintain the status quo.

Having understood all this, the father ignored Xiaoying's struggles and began to thrust relentlessly, his hips pumping wildly, pushing

his penis, which had been pulled out a large portion, back into Xiaoying's vagina. This time, he no longer used the nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one;

each time, he pulled it all the way out, leaving only the glans, before forcefully thrusting it in completely.

This method of sex was vigorous and intense; perhaps the father wanted to vent his earlier frustration in this way

.

Xiaoying's body trembled from the force of

her father's penetration; her once smooth hair was now disheveled. Xiaoying couldn't push her father away; she could only cling to his shoulders to maintain her

swaying body. Aside from a few initial moans of pleasure, she bit her lip

to suppress any further groans.

With each thrust from her father, Xiaoying's grip on his shoulders tightened, and slowly she returned to

the act, losing all desire to resist him.

After a minute of intense passion, the father looked up at Xiaoying and, seeing she was back in the mood

, breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, he

had "saved" the situation; his greed

had almost ruined this hard-won sexual experience. He could only accept the situation and enjoy it.

Perhaps having learned his lesson, the father dared not ask anything more of Xiaoying. However,

this position in the bathroom seemed unable to satisfy him; sex was most comfortable in bed.

But we're in the bathroom now, how can we get to the bed? Should I pull out, then go to the bed with Xiaoying and

reinsert? If I pull out and let Xiaoying regain consciousness, will she still comply? The answer is obviously

no, it's inevitable. So, Father can't let his penis pull out; he needs stimulation to

keep Xiaoying in a state of sexual arousal.

Looking at Father's constantly flickering eyes, I guessed what he was thinking.

Perhaps confirming

my guess, Father slowed down his thrusting speed and began to gently maintain

the frequency of his thrusts.

Then, holding Xiaoying's slender waist, he began to slowly move his feet, gradually rotating his body with Xiaoying

as they walked towards the bathroom door. They moved slowly while making love,

the father maintaining a slow, rhythmic thrusting motion, the movements perfectly synchronized with his steps.

Since the father was in control, Xiaoying silently followed his movements.

Upon reaching the bathroom door, the father used his other hand to open it. Because his

attention was entirely on Xiaoying, it took him a while to find the doorknob and open the door.

The scene shifted to the living room, where the two were still slowly rotating at the bathroom doorway, like

a dancing couple. They were naked, embracing each other so closely, their steps and

rotations perfectly synchronized.

Only when they were directly facing the camera could it be seen that the male genitalia were deeply

inserted into the female vagina;

the two "dancing" individuals had their most intimate genitals tightly connected.

This "dance"

was taking place to a peculiar "music

," but this music wasn't played by instruments; instead, it was a concerto composed of their heavy breathing and the sounds

of their bodies colliding.

They "danced" for a long time at the bathroom doorway

before slowly making their way towards their destination.

However, their destination was unexpected. Perhaps Xiaoying habitually wanted the bedroom

, perhaps the spinning caused them to misjudge their direction, or perhaps it was intentional on the father's part.

They began walking slowly towards Xiaoying and me in our bedroom.

Perhaps they simply wanted to go to the balcony, since it was also in the direction of my bedroom. Perhaps

I was overthinking it, I thought with a last shred of relief.

But reality is often the opposite of fantasy, and reality is often cruel.

Finally, under my extremely reluctant yet resigned gaze, Xiaoying and her father tacitly "spun"

into Xiaoying and me in our bedroom. Throughout this process, both of them kept their eyes open. I believed they

hadn't stumbled in by mistake, but who was in control? Was it Xiaoying or her father? I couldn't

tell .

The whole thing only lasted a few dozen seconds, but to me it felt like an eternity.

After the two entered the room, one of their bodies, I don't know whose, took advantage of the spinning motion to gently bump into

the door. The force was so precise that the door to my and Xiaoying's bedroom began to slowly close.

The figures of my father and Xiaoying, tightly intertwined, completely disappeared from my sight, along

with that "concerto."

At that moment, I was completely dumbfounded. Although it was all my arrangement, many

unforeseen circumstances and unexpected events occurred. Like now, I absolutely couldn't believe that Xiaoying and

my father would enter my bedroom to make love. I originally thought they would definitely go to my father's bedroom, but

the facts speak for themselves.

They are now in the bedroom where Xiaoying and I were married, the bedroom with our wedding photos hanging on the wall.

The sheets and blankets on the bed are still warm and smelly from Xiaoying and me. Everything inside originally only had

traces of Xiaoying and me, but now my father has "invaded"

it, and it is the most intimate kind of intrusion. At this moment, my hands and feet are numb. I tried

for a long time but didn't dare to turn on the surveillance video of Xiaoying and me's bedroom.

URL 1:http://localhost:909/htmlBlog/827.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=827&aspx=1

Previous Page : Sinking

Next Page : The Walking Dead

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

Surveillance cameras in the bridal chamber

comment Open a new window to view comments