Dad brought his wife to orgasm

Seeing this, I looked down at my own limp penis, which had already ejaculated, and

a pang .

My father was able to embrace Xiaoying face-to-face, and maintain his penis deep inside her

vagina without slipping. This required a relatively long penis. If it were me, I certainly

couldn't guarantee that my penis would remain firmly embedded in her vagina. My mind kept replaying their waltz-like "

dance."

Although I didn't want to face it, I was conflicted and didn't want to miss a single

detail. With trembling hands, I turned on the security camera in our bedroom, though I was extremely unwilling

.

As the video feed opened, everything in Xiaoying and my private space was revealed.

Xiaoying and my father were still standing face-to-face, and my father was still gently and methodically performing his thrusting

motion.

Slowly, my father, with his back to the bed, slowly sat on the edge of the bed. This process was slow

and steady; my father carefully controlled his penis to ensure it didn't slip out of

Xiaoying .

As they sat down, the father carefully controlled Xiaoying's waist. Following his guidance, Xiaoying

squatted, eventually straddling his lap in a horse stance. Throughout this position, her

arms were wrapped around his neck, her eyes slightly closed, her head tilted back, her hair cascading down her snow-white back

, and her toes lightly touching the ground.

This position caused her full breasts to thrust proudly towards her father, further emphasizing their size

.

After completing this series of movements, the father didn't rush to thrust, but instead focused his gaze

on Xiaoying's vibrant breasts.

Because of this position, Xiaoying was higher than her father, and his face was directly facing her breasts.

A greedy glint flashed in his eyes; as if he hadn't tasted enough of the "deliciousness" just now, he

pressed his lips firmly against Xiaoying's nipples, his lips greedily and frantically sucking on them.

The moment her father kissed Xiaoying's nipple, Xiaoying's lips parted slightly, and she exhaled a deep, fragrant

breath , even causing a few strands of white hair on her father's forehead to flutter gently.

Just when I thought Xiaoying would refuse her father's kiss on her breast as before, I found that she

showed no sign of resistance. Instead, her arms around her father's neck tightened even more, and her father's

face was pressed even more forcefully against Xiaoying's chest. Her breasts were flattened by her father's lips, and

her side breasts bulged outwards.

"Ah," finally, under her father's powerful and frenzied sucking, Xiaoying couldn't help but let out a soul-stirring

moan, as clear and melodious as a nightingale's song—a sound that was the ultimate aphrodisiac for men.

After sucking for a while, the father's lower body began to slowly and powerfully thrust upwards. Although his thrusts were gentle

, they were very forceful. Xiaoying's body began to move up and down with her father's movements. His dark, thick penis began to

slowly move in and out of Xiaoying's vagina. It was clear from between Xiaoying's thighs that her father's penis was partially

visible .

Because her father's mouth was tightly holding Xiaoying's nipple, her breasts were

pulled and shaped up and down by her father's lips as she moved up and down.

"Slap slap slap," the crisp sound of flesh hitting flesh rang out again, and Xiaoying's plump buttocks were hit so hard that they rippled

.

"Oh, mmm," perhaps due to the dual stimulation of her vagina and breasts, Xiaoying finally

couldn't resist her father's gentle assault and began to moan softly.

Throughout this process, Xiaoying did not open her eyes. Perhaps she was afraid, because if she opened them,

she would see the wedding photo on the wall next to her, and she was afraid to face it all.

The two people in the video were having sex tenderly and tacitly, engaging in the most

intimate contact that only a father and his lover would have.

Watching my father and Xiaoying's tacit cooperation, my already limp penis began to show

signs of arousal. I looked down at my gradually erect penis and couldn't help but smile bitterly. What was

wrong ? Did I really like this contradictory and stimulating feeling? You know, since I got sick, every

erection has been so rare. Seizing this opportunity, I slowly

started .

I felt so pathetic. My beloved wife was having sex with someone else, and I, her rightful husband,

could only watch her have sex with someone else while I masturbated. Wasn't I incredibly pathetic? About five minutes

later, perhaps my father was tired, he stopped thrusting upwards.

More ~exciting novels~ are available at ?99;Ｗ?9;Ｗ?9;Ｗ． ?9&?9;?9; This position is particularly physically demanding for a man, and my father, being elderly, couldn't maintain it for long. I could see the glistening sweat on his forehead. After stopping the thrusting, my father's mouth alternately kissed and sucked on Xiaoying's breasts. During this process,

Xiaoying occasionally trembled, but made no other movements, silently enjoying everything my father gave her. After kissing for a while, my father began to lie back, his hands, which had been holding Xiaoying's waist, began to withdraw and pull on Xiaoying's hands. Under my father 's pull , Xiaoying slowly straightened her body. After this process, Xiaoying and my father were in a standard woman-on-top position for sexual intercourse. Seeing this, a pang of jealousy rose in my heart again. Xiaoying and I had only used this position a few times, but Xiaoying didn't like it, so after a few uses, I had to give up on this position .

During this process, Xiaoying did not refuse. After her father pulled her hands and positioned her in this position, Xiaoying

straddled his lap. The two remained motionless in this position, as if waiting for something.

The father was waiting for Xiaoying to move herself to straddle him, to begin the sexual intercourse. If Xiaoying

could move , it meant he was not far from completely conquering her. The father waited expectantly

.

Xiaoying also waited, waiting for her father to move and thrust upwards, allowing her to passively enjoy it all

. She simply could not convince herself to do it.

The two seemed to be in a stalemate. During this process, the father's penis remained deeply inserted into Xiaoying's vagina

, without separating for a long time.

Finally, the father broke the stalemate. He gently pulled Xiaoying's hands as a hint. After receiving

her father 's hint, Xiaoying reluctantly opened her eyes.

She looked at her father with hazy eyes, a rare tenderness flashing in them, the tension and distress in her eyes

almost gone.

The two

gazed at each other tenderly for a long time. Then, Xiaoying sighed softly and gently raised

her hips, slowly revealing her father's penis between their genitals.

Finally, a small gap appeared between their bodies, their bodies tightly connected by a thick

, dark testicles were covered in the semen from their recent sexual intercourse.

His scrotum, wrinkled and covered in pubic hair, was now very moist, and droplets of semen

slowly

flowed down his penis onto our wedding bed.

Xiaoying raised her hips to a certain height and then stopped. During this movement,

both she and her father moaned softly, enjoying the stimulation of their bodies rubbing together.

When Xiaoying raised her hips until only the head of her father's penis was visible, she clenched her teeth. Seeing this expression,

I knew she was about to sit down hard.

But at that moment, Xiaoying's gaze inadvertently fell on our wedding photo.

Finally, she faced it all. She saw the photo of herself and her beloved husband.

A flicker of panic flashed in her eyes, and in that panic, her hips gave way, and she uncontrollably slumped down

. With a

"smack

," Xiaoying and her father's hips collided tightly again.

"Ah!"

Both father and Xiaoying groaned at the same time. Her father was still enjoying

the tightness , waiting for her to come again. However, he didn't notice that Xiaoying had stopped moving, her eyes

fixed on our wedding photo, her pearly white teeth biting her lower lip, and guilt and pain appearing on her face

. Seeing Xiaoying's expression, I guessed that something might change. After all, the stimulation that our wedding photo brought to Xiaoying in

this situation was immeasurable. But I noticed that

her father, who was enjoying it with his eyes closed, hadn't noticed.

Seemingly to confirm my suspicions, Xiaoying stared at the wedding photos for a moment,

then suddenly tried to break free from her father's grasp. She frantically shook her hands, trying to

shake off his aged hands that were tightly gripping her delicate ones.

At the same time, she lifted her hips, and her father's penis was instantly pulled out a large section from her vagina

.

The exposed portion of his penis was covered in sticky vaginal fluid and riddled with veins, like

earthworms.

It was this ugly thing that had completely taken Xiaoying's virginity, bringing her to

orgasm after orgasm.

However, due to the immense sexual stimulation, her father unintentionally tightened his grip on Xiaoying's hands as well.

In her panic, Xiaoying couldn't concentrate and didn't immediately shake off her father's hands.

Her father, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed, suddenly snapped awake. He opened his eyes and looked at

Xiaoying, who was struggling and lifting her hips.

In his moment of distraction, Xiaoying instantly freed her hands.

After Xiaoying freed her hands, she braced herself against the bed on either side of her father's body. She then tried to lift her hips to

completely pull his penis out. Without his pulling hands, Xiaoying could now do it easily.

Perhaps because she hadn't reached orgasm yet, the stimulation to her genitals was still intense. When the penis was pulled out to a certain

height, only the glans, the size of her father's egg, remained embedded inside. The glans was also the largest

and thickest part of her father's penis.

Reaching this point, the tightness of her father's glans slowed Xiaoying

's withdrawal.

Xiaoying tried to pull her father's glans out of her vagina in one go, but failed.

This wasn't because her father's glans was particularly hard, but because a man's glans

provides , and also because Xiaoying's body was now weak and sore. Therefore, Xiaoying's first attempt

to pull the glans out failed.

But opportunities are often only given once; once this one chance is lost, there will be no more.

Fortunately, her father's egg-sized glans provided a final barrier, and at this moment, her father finally

reacted .

He was very confused at this moment. He couldn't understand why Xiaoying was suddenly struggling and refusing,

but he had to stop her.

When a man's sexual desire is not fully satisfied, he often unleashes

a strength .

In an instant, the father grabbed Xiaoying's slender waist with both hands, then thrust his hips upwards with a sudden "smack,"

his hips collided tightly with Xiaoying's hips again, and their pubic hair

became intertwined .

In an instant, the father's penis was thrust back into Xiaoying's honeypot.

"Ah!"

Caught off guard by the particularly forceful thrust, Xiaoying let out a scream, the

sound echoing in our bridal chamber. But it lasted only two seconds before being replaced by the intense "

slap slap slap"

of flesh colliding.

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After grabbing Xiaoying's slender waist again, the father began to pull her waist, desperately thrusting his hips upwards.

Judging from Xiaoying's two struggles in the bathroom and just now, the father no longer expected Xiaoying to

completely submit to him, nor did he expect her to move.

So he began to move frantically, fucking Xiaoying from below.

"Slap, slap, slap," the sounds of their hips colliding echoed in the bridal chamber, mingled with their heavy

breathing.

Xiaoying bounced up and down on her father's body as he thrust into her, her 34D breasts swaying back and forth

, the pink buds at their tips drawing beautiful arcs in the night.

Her father stared with a hint of madness at Xiaoying's swaying breasts. It was then that I realized

my father and I shared the same fetish: women's breasts. I simply loved women with large breasts.

If you were to ask what attracted me most to Xiaoying, it wouldn't be her beautiful face, but her

perfectly shaped 34D breasts.

Although her father was utterly captivated by Xiaoying's breasts, he had no free hands to caress them.

He gripped Xiaoying's waist tightly, controlling her, not daring to relax for a moment.

Xiaoying hadn't stopped struggling since she started. Her body swayed up and down as her father thrust into her,

but her hands never gave up the struggle. Occasionally, she would brace herself against her

father create distance between them, and sometimes she would grab his hands that were holding her captive. But at this moment, she was like a lamb,

how could she possibly fight against a ravenous wolf? Xiaoying's struggles were

futile Gradually, Xiaoying's resistance weakened. Perhaps she was too tired, or perhaps she gave up. Perhaps

her father, holding Xiaoying's slender waist, continued thrusting without stopping for a moment. Feeling Xiaoying's struggles

getting weaker and weaker, her father finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he hadn't lost this opportunity.

However, this position had also exhausted her father's strength. Both of them were covered in sweat, which shimmered in the

ambiguous night, making their body outlines appear so

clear in the dim light.

Perhaps because the position was beyond his control, or perhaps because he was too tired, after a while

, his pace slowed down, and his strength was almost exhausted. He was slowly reaching his limit

, and when he was completely powerless, Xiaoying, regaining her senses, might finally escape his clutches.

He continued his upward thrusting motion, trying his best to maintain it, but his eyes

darted around, seemingly plotting something. He was multitasking.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his face lit up with joy.

Taking advantage of Xiaoying's weakening struggles, he grabbed her slender waist and twisted her sharply to the left. "Ah!

"

Caught off guard, Xiaoying was instantly thrown onto the bed by her father, letting out a gasp.

With his last bit of strength, he rolled over and pressed himself against Xiaoying.

The process was completed in an instant, and Xiaoying and her father were now in the most standard male-on-top sexual

position.

The father lay tightly on top of Xiaoying, his head resting on her shoulder, his mouth pressed against her snowy neck,

breathing heavily. The series of thrusts and rolls had exhausted all his strength.

But he had succeeded; his chest pressed firmly against Xiaoying's breasts,

flattening her vibrant nipples.

Even then, Xiaoying didn't give up hope, pushing against her father with her hands. But

how could she possibly move his body? He was like a rag doll, pressed firmly against her. His

weight was too much for her to push away. At this point, I had to admire the father; experience truly matters.

In this position, the father didn't need to exert any force; he only needed to press against Xiaoying like a rag doll to completely subdue her, without expending any energy himself, while still enjoying the stimulation and sensation

from her soft body . Because the father's penis was very thick and long, it remained inside Xiaoying's vagina . The father pressed tightly against Xiaoying, breathing heavily, his penis deeply inserted into her . Xiaoying struggled, her lower body trembling slightly. Her struggles indirectly caused friction and stimulation for the father, who enjoyed the sensation while resting. Perhaps knowing it was futile, Xiaoying finally gave up resisting. Because the father's head was pressed against her shoulder, his lips pointing towards her neck, Xiaoying turned her head to the side to avoid his lips. On the wall in that direction hung our wedding photo . Xiaoying was now forced to face our picture. Slowly, tears finally streamed . Giving up the struggle, Xiaoying looked at our wedding photo, letting the tears slide down her face, falling onto the bed that still smelled of our bodies. Watching Xiaoying cry while looking at the wedding photo, I couldn't describe the feeling in my heart. Heartbreaking ? A little, really only a little? Perhaps your heart has become numb, or perhaps it is secretly bleeding without your knowledge. By the time you realize it, it may be the day the "illness" strikes.

The father didn't rest for long. Perhaps not wanting Xiaoying's hard-won arousal to fade

, he remained prone, his upper body still pressing against Xiaoying's softness

.

Indeed, Xiaoying's body was supple and boneless, exuding a captivating fragrance; no man could resist her body,

the envy of every woman in the world.

The father's upper body remained still, but his lower body began to slowly move, gradually increasing in speed. His

hips separated from Xiaoying's, his penis thrusting in and out of her vagina.

"Slap, slap, slap," the sounds of their hips colliding echoed.

"Sizzle, sizzle," the sounds of his thick penis rubbing against the walls of Xiaoying's vagina were pleasant

.

The father's movements, like a parasite, relentlessly eroded Xiaoying's reason; perhaps

soon, she would lose herself in his gentle onslaught.

Xiaoying seemed to have resigned herself to her fate

. Like a walking corpse, she passively endured everything, no longer offering any resistance or making any other

moves.

Only as she looked at the wedding photos, tears continued to stream down her face.

Her father, head down, was working hard, his face pressed against Xiaoying's shoulder. As his movements quickened

, his heavy breathing filled the air, his hot breath constantly brushing against Xiaoying's cheek. The

heat of his breath seemed very intense, and Xiaoying's cheek, constantly being blown by his breath, slowly began to

flush .

Each time her father withdrew his penis, it brought out Xiaoying's pink labia. The labia everted as her father

withdrew , only to return to their original position as he thrust in again.

Slowly, a continuous flow of vaginal fluid flowed from their genitals.

The originally clear fluid, after being constantly "processed" by the friction between her father's penis and Xiaoying's vagina

, had turned into white foam.

The white foam was continuously drawn from Xiaoying's vagina by her father's penis, slowly flowing down to her

anus. Before it could continue flowing down, it was

shattered by her father's scrotum, which he repeatedly struck and shook against her anus. The originally watery, foamy love fluid was constantly broken and splashed in

all directions, covering every corner of our small bridal chamber.

With each increasingly rapid thrust of her father's penis, his large testicles and scrotum pounded against Xiaoying's

anus , perhaps providing her with a different kind of stimulation.

Perhaps he had rested enough, for her father raised his head, gazing adoringly at Xiaoying's profile.

It's unclear whether he saw Xiaoying's tears; perhaps because of the night, he didn't see her

crying; or perhaps he did see them, but, struggling with desire, he chose to ignore them

.

More exciting novels are available at ·w·w·w. ·w·w·w. The father lowered his head and began kissing Xiaoying's cheeks. As his lips touched hers, Xiaoying simply turned her head further to one side , distancing her lips from his, and then made no further movements. The

father greedily kissed Xiaoying's earlobes and cheeks, and with each kiss, Xiaoying would occasionally tremble in response. Although Xiaoying was like a walking corpse, she still had sensation in her body; the places her father was kissing were her most sensitive spots. Fortunately, this time the father had learned his lesson and didn't force Xiaoying further, nor did he "chase" her lips. After a few kisses, the father began kissing down Xiaoying's neck, during which his hips continued to move, maintaining the thrusting motion and frequency. Xiaoying's cheeks and earlobes were covered in her father's saliva. Xiaoying suppressed herself, trying not to moan. Perhaps she couldn't help but want to moan out loud, but she quickly pursed her lips tightly, forcing herself not to make a sound—perhaps a silent protest. Slowly, her father kissed Xiaoying's chest. He leaned on the bed, his eyes greedily fixed on Xiaoying's two peaks, the two buds swaying in the "storm ," showing how fragile they were. Looking at this beautiful sight that would drive any man mad, his thrusts and impacts became increasingly violent. "Slap, slap, slap," the sounds grew clearer and louder. Xiaoying's two long, beautiful legs curled up on either side of her father's body, swaying occasionally with his thrusts. Her father's gaze didn't linger long; after admiring for a moment, like a hungry wolf, he pounced on his prey. My father suddenly took one of Xiaoying's nipples into his mouth and began to suckle frantically. At the same time, he thrust harder and faster, while one hand caressed Xiaoying's other breast, and the other hand reached down to their genitals, stroking the upper part of Xiaoying's vulva and searching for her G-spot. Seeing this, I couldn't help but admire my father. My father, who came from the countryside, knew so many flirting techniques . Did he learn them from my mother over the years? Was he self-taught or did he learn them from elsewhere? Seeing this , I truly felt like a failure. Not only was my body inferior to my father's, but I was even ashamed . Was I really such a failure? Perhaps feeling that sucking from both sides wasn't enough, my father withdrew the hand that was searching for Xiaoying's G-spot, and then lifted one of Xiaoying's breasts with each hand, squeezing the two full breasts together. Because Xiaoying's breasts were very large, the two nipples were tightly squeezed .

The father squeezed Xiaoying's breasts with both hands, then opened his "blood-red mouth" and pounced. This

way, he didn't need to move left or right, and could simultaneously take both of Xiaoying's nipples into his mouth, frantically

enjoying the deliciousness before him.

With the father's frenzied thrusting and his frantic sucking and kissing of her breasts, Xiaoying, who had been suppressing herself,

finally broke down. All her defenses crumbled instantly. "Ah-ha," Xiaoying finally

let out a soul-stirring moan, the sound like pearls dripping onto a jade plate, crisp and melodious, her voice ethereal, like a

sound from beyond the heavens, cleansing the heartstrings.

As the moan subsided, Xiaoying's hands were placed at her sides, her jade-like hands constantly gripping the sheets, sometimes

tightening , sometimes loosening, in sync with the frequency of her father's thrusts.

The sheets, carrying the scent of both Xiaoying and me, were constantly changing shape in Xiaoying's hands, while at the same time

, Xiaoying's breasts were also constantly changing shape between her father's hands.

Hearing Xiaoying's moans, so alluring that no man could resist, the father raised his upper body,

ceasing his kissing and sucking.

He knelt between Xiaoying's legs, his hands kneading her 34D breasts, his

thick pubic hair slamming against hers .

Their pubic hair parted and clung together tightly, glistening with love fluid, occasionally

forming strands.

The father's hands kneaded Xiaoying's breasts like dough, coordinating with his

hip movements, accompanied by his heavy breathing and Xiaoying's sweet moans.

Our bridal chamber was filled with an atmosphere of allure and wantonness.

The father employed a nine-shallow-one-deep penetration technique. Each time he thrust deeply, he would go all the way in,

their pubic hair and hips pressed tightly together. Because the father's penis was very long and thick, even though they had done it once before,

Xiaoying might not have fully adapted yet. Occasionally, when the father went all the way in, Xiaoying would furrow her brows, her two

slender, beautiful legs would rise high, and then fall down as the father withdrew again.

Her two beautiful legs and jade feet bounced up and down with each of the father's occasional deep thrusts, drawing

their own unique trajectory.

The father's thrusts became faster and faster. About two minutes had passed since they entered the room, and they were both

probably on the verge of orgasm. The father's movements became faster and faster, and their moans and breathing became more and more rapid

.

Xiaoying had now closed her eyes, no longer looking at our wedding photos, but instead enjoying

the sexual feast that the father was bringing her. Perhaps closing her eyes allowed her to escape everything.

Only the occasional tears that streamed from the corners of her eyes betrayed the lingering guilt and pain in her heart. These complex emotions,

however , were slowly being drowned out by her ever-deepening lust. Her father

maintained his nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, each time penetrating fully. Xiaoying's legs would rise high with each deep thrust. When

her father had reached about the 10th deep thrust, Xiaoying's legs rose again, but this time they

didn't fall back down. Instead, they descended, tightly wrapping around her father's waist, fixing his

body firmly to hers, waiting for him to bring her to one climax after another.

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