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The scene froze again. Father and Xiaoying exchanged "energy" through their penises and tongues,

the "energy"

circulating between them.

After about a minute of stillness, the energy exchange finally ended.

The climax slowly subsided, and Xiaoying finally released her father's tongue. With a "whoosh,"

his tongue was freed from her mouth.

Having ejaculated, Father slowly leaned to Xiaoying's side. As he moved and

turned , his limp penis was gradually pulled out of Xiaoying's vagina. Although it was limp

, it was still longer than my erect penis. With a

"pop,"

the remaining glans was finally pulled out of Xiaoying's vagina, the limp penis like a dead snake coiled

between his legs.

The moment the glans was pulled out, semen gushed out of Xiaoying's vagina. This was Father's second

ejaculation. I had thought this time the semen would be more diluted, but it was still thick and white

.

As the semen spurted out, Xiaoying's body trembled slightly.

The semen flowed over Xiaoying's anus, slowly gathering on the blanket beneath her buttocks.

Perhaps the blanket wasn't very permeable, or perhaps her father's semen was too rich and viscous, but

the gathered semen lingered, unwilling to seep into the blanket.

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The semen also slowly flowed from her vaginal opening, gently passing over Xiaoying's anus. Was the fact that Xiaoying's anus was stained with

her father 's semen a form of non-penetrating anal sex? Looking at the two people resting, this

was the first scene I'd see when I turned on the live feed tonight. They'd just finished their

lovemaking . I initially thought it was my father's first ejaculation, but after watching the replay, I realized

it was his second.

They lay lazily on the bed, seemingly with no intention of showering.

I wiped my penis with a tissue, looking at the clear, sticky fluid from my second ejaculation.

The color showed a pitifully small amount of sperm. My father's second ejaculation, however, was thick and white.

It was obvious who had the stronger reproductive function.

After cleaning my hands, I clicked on the computer, fast-forwarding the recording.

After about ten minutes of rest, my father reached for Xiaoying's breast,

resting kneading it. Xiaoying remained still, not opening her eyes, letting

her father caress her breasts.

Her breasts were constantly being kneaded and shaped by her father's touch. The two lay quietly side-by-side, face to face

.

My mouse was still fast-forwarding, but neither of them showed any sign of getting up to shower.

The bedroom light was still on. My father seemed to have regained his strength. He looked up at Xiaoying

, who was still resting with her eyes closed, a deep sense of satisfaction and happiness flashing in his eyes. One of his hands was still on Xiaoying's breast, kneading it.

My father slowly sat up, his gaze sweeping over Xiaoying's body—her cheeks, breasts, lower abdomen

, slender waist—finally settling on Xiaoying's vulva. He sat up and looked down at

the entrance of Xiaoying's vulva, which was no longer leaking semen.

Slowly, half an hour had passed since my father's second ejaculation. His penis had gradually recovered

. Stimulated by Xiaoying's appearance after sex, his penis began to erect again. However, because he had ejaculated

twice , this time it wasn't fully erect, but it was still nearly 2 centimeters long.

My father admired Xiaoying while stroking his penis, seemingly trying to make it fully

erect . But perhaps my father overestimated himself. At his age, being able to ejaculate twice was already quite

impressive. Was he trying to break through? Looking at Xiaoying's alluring vulva, the father's face showed a mixture of hesitation

and determination.

He straightened his body and knelt between Xiaoying's legs.

He cherished this special night. Was he going to thoroughly enjoy Xiaoying or conquer her

completely ? The father held his penis with both hands and pressed the glans against Xiaoying's vulva. Xiaoying

was probably thinking about something else. Even if she was tired, she should be awake by now. Was she thinking about me? Was she thinking about my

broken promise? "Hmph,"

the father gripped his penis with both hands and then suddenly lowered his body. Xiaoying let out a muffled groan

.

Although the father wasn't fully erect, his penis was still hard enough, and Xiaoying had

just sex, so her vagina was still quite wet. Her vaginal opening had also been dilated by the father's penis, so it was easy

for him to penetrate fully.

After penetration, the father didn't immediately thrust in and out. Instead, he held Xiaoying's legs with both hands as he calmed down and felt her

.

After her father penetrated her completely, Xiaoying let out a muffled groan. She immediately opened her eyes, propping herself up on

her elbows . Looking at her vagina, at the point where her father's penis connected to hers

, she frowned slightly, her face filled with confusion.

She probably couldn't believe it after being penetrated again.

He had already ejaculated twice; she couldn't believe he could get an erection again and have sex with her. But

something was definitely inside her. She raised her weak upper body, looking at what was inside

her .

"Dad, stop, stop, I'm so tired."

Seeing that it was indeed her father's penis, a flicker of fear crossed Xiaoying's eyes; she seemed surprised that her father...

He inserted himself into her vagina again.

It was like meat already in his mouth; there was no reason not to take it.

Ignoring Xiaoying, the father maintained his full penetration, forcefully pressing Xiaoying's legs towards

her chest. Xiaoying's buttocks slowly lifted off the bed, her elbows supporting her upper body; only her

buttocks remained on the bed.

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After completing this position, the father began to thrust rapidly. This is

the scene I witnessed when I called Xiaoying. After they had been thrusting for a while, I immediately called Xiaoying, but

her phone was in our bedroom. They were only focused on making love, ignoring my

repeated calls, which went unanswered, and my birthday passed by completely.

I'd already seen the rest of the scenes. I continued fast-forwarding, checking for any new

developments . I fast-forwarded to ten minutes in, and the father was still in that position, seemingly

enjoying himself immensely.

Two minutes later, he suddenly stopped thrusting, and a hint of pain appeared on his face

.

His penis was slowly being pushed out of Xiaoying's vagina. At that moment, I realized his penis

seemed to have gone limp. Had he already ejaculated? But after his

penis , no new semen seemed to flow out of Xiaoying's vagina. Had his third ejaculation been small?

After calming down for a moment, the father continued kneeling between Xiaoying's legs, stroking his penis with both hands

, as if masturbating. His gaze constantly

swept , seemingly trying to stimulate himself and regain an erection.

Ultimately, the father overestimated himself. For a man to ejaculate three times in four hours was no easy feat

.

The father continued to stroke his penis. Xiaoying, perhaps sensing something was wrong, opened

her eyes , watching her father stroking his penis.

Xiaoying understood what was happening, and she gave a tired, slight smile, a hint of relief on her face.

However, this smile likely appeared as mockery in her father's eyes. He seemed unwilling to give up,

continuing to stroke his penis, not wanting to miss his third chance of the night.

But after a long effort, he gave up. Although his stroking was effective, restoring

some erection, he still couldn't penetrate Xiaoying's vagina.

Finally, the father looked at Xiaoying helplessly, his eyes filled with despair and a pitiful plea,

as if asking for her help.

Perhaps moved by his pitiful gaze, Xiaoying finally sighed helplessly, then

reached out and took his penis from her hands.

Before touching it, Xiaoying spat some saliva into her palm, then gently

helped her father stroke it.

It was like Xiaoying was giving her father oral sex in a roundabout way, her hands, wet with her saliva, hand-massaging him.

While Xiaoying was helping her father, he wasn't idle either; his hands began kneading Xiaoying

's breasts, like kneading dough. Occasionally, he would use too much force, earning

a scolding from Xiaoying.

Gradually, with the close cooperation of the father and Xiaoying, the father's penis finally reached its initial

erection.

Knowing he had to seize the opportunity, he reached out and took control of his penis while

it still erect.

Using Xiaoying's still wet vagina,

"Hmm,"

Xiaoying let out another soft moan from the father's unintentional intrusion.

The sounds of flesh colliding and their breathing filled the bedroom again.

This time, the father didn't pause, continuing to have sex with Xiaoying while kneading her breasts with both hands

, occasionally lowering his head to lick and kiss her nipples and red lips.

The entire bedroom was once again filled with the sounds of sex.

During this process, whenever the father felt his penis was about to become limp, he would immediately pull it out

. Xiaoying, understanding perfectly, would then take over and use her slender, fair hands to make his penis

erect again.

With their close cooperation, after about fifteen minutes, the father's speed increased, and eventually

he no longer needed Xiaoying's help. "Slap slap slap,"

the father's thrusts became increasingly frenzied, the sounds of flesh colliding becoming clearer and clearer.

"Plop,"

finally, his penis was fully inserted, and his testicles began to contract.

The father finally ejaculated, finally releasing his third ejaculation of the night.

However, this ejaculation didn't seem entirely pleasurable; his expression of pleasure contained a hint of pain. He

had ejaculated too much. When men ejaculate too much, their vas deferens and testicles feel pain, and the father seemed

to be experiencing this now. But for him, to enjoy Xiaoying's body, this pain was perhaps

worthwhile .

After ejaculating, the father then pulled out his penis.

"Phew!"

Seeing that he had finally completed his third shot, a hint of pride appeared on the father's face. Xiaoying also

breathed a sigh of relief . The two looked at each other and smiled. What was contained in their smiles was not for me to

ponder.

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Xiaoying, having already reached orgasm several times, reacted rather subdued this time, and didn't even reach

orgasm . Finally, during her father's thrusting, pain gradually appeared on her face; it seemed her sexual desire had completely subsided,

and the friction of her genitals only brought her discomfort. However, for her father's sake, and for revenge against me, she seemed to endure it

silently.

Finally, her father stopped thrusting and ejaculated, withdrawing his penis. She opened her eyes and looked at her father's now

limp penis, a look of relief and satisfaction on her face, as if she knew she had finally completed a woman's

duty and was relieved.

After her father lowered Xiaoying's legs, he lay back on the bed. Seeing that her father and Xiaoying's third

sexual encounter had also been successful, I felt a real sense of pent-up frustration. My father had achieved a third orgasm, bringing Xiaoying to

orgasm before ejaculating himself; I almost died of shame at this.

My father hadn't overestimated himself, even defying the natural laws of physiology.

Being able to ejaculate twice within three hours is already quite an achievement; a third time would be

fatal, but my father managed it, even with Xiaoying's help.

At this point, my father's strength finally gave out.

The scene froze briefly again. I checked the time on my computer; it was already 2 AM

.

I looked at my phone; there were no incoming

calls, meaning Xiaoying hadn't called me at all. Did she see my dozen or so missed calls but not call back? Was she still

angry with me? Or did another possibility suddenly occur to me: hadn't Xiaoying seen

my missed calls yet? I frantically opened the live security camera feed; the monitor's time was synchronized with my

own .

In my father's bedroom, he lay on his side, fast asleep. One arm was under Xiaoying's head

, and the other encircled her body. Xiaoying, held in his arms

, slept soundly. There were traces of semen on the blanket beneath them, and their genitals appeared to be uncleaned

. Perhaps they were too tired; after three rounds of sex, they hadn't showered or gotten out of bed

, simply falling asleep in each other's

arms. Watching the two sleeping peacefully in the video, I felt a mix of sadness and joy.

Sadness because Xiaoying hadn't come to our

bedroom . Would they have a special

"morning exercise" of sex when they woke up tomorrow morning and my father was virile again? Joy because Xiaoying hadn't seen my missed call. At least I was sure she hadn't

deliberately ignored it, which gave me a glimmer of hope and

a sigh of relief. If she had seen my call and still ignored it, it would have been even more heartbreaking.

At this moment, I was more focused on the joy than the sorrow.

The video call lasted a little longer; my father and Xiaoying remained in the same position, sleeping sweetly

together in an embrace.

But I wasn't sleepy at all, despite the numbing effect of the alcohol. I took out a cigarette and smoked it one

by one the ashtray was full, the smell of smoke lingering in the hotel room.

I thought about how to mend my relationship with Xiaoying, how to make up for my mistakes.

I thought about the bracelet. For the next two days, I would continue to pretend I had forgotten Xiaoying's birthday.

The first thing I did when I got off on my business trip was to buy the bracelet and surprise her, hoping it would make up for it.

I put my pajama bottoms back on. After ejaculating twice, my penis was throbbing slightly; I had masturbated

too much.

Thinking of my father's vigor tonight, I decided to order some more of the aphrodisiac I gave him later

. He'd already tried it, and Xiaoying had him ecstatic. It would be a shame if I didn't try

it . Although the aphrodisiac would harm my body, my health had improved, so one dose

shouldn't be a problem. That was it. At least I needed to reclaim my manly dignity. If my father could do it,

why couldn't I? I shut down the computer, turned off the lights, and lay on the hotel bed. Thinking about the

heavy workload ahead and my inability to sleep, I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Since deciding to arrange for my father and Xiaoying to have sex, things had been incredibly tumultuous. It seemed like I'd experienced

more in this period than in the past two or three decades, tasting almost every flavor of life.

I turned to look at the moonlight outside the window, imagining Xiaoying and my father at this time, embracing each other

in their .

My heart was filled with mixed emotions. The two of them wouldn't be separated tonight. Tomorrow, when the three of us woke up, we

might have different experiences. My father would be happy, with a hint of guilt towards me. Xiaoying

would be radiant after the pleasure of sex, but would she regret it after sobering up? As for me, Xiaoying would definitely see

my missed calls in the morning. Would she call me? And after the call, how should I explain

why ? I kept glancing at my phone, knowing it was impossible, but still clinging to a sliver of hope.

I had shut down the computer, and I couldn't see the home security camera anymore. I still held onto a tiny hope that Xiaoying

would suddenly wake up, get out of my father's bed, and drag her tired body to our bedroom. Seeing

my dozen or so missed calls, she would think I had something urgent or wanted to wish her well, and then, overjoyed,

call me regardless of the time. But fantasy is beautiful. I waited until four in the morning

, but the phone remained silent. Not a single call came in. I knew there wouldn't be any.

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A deep sense of disappointment washed over me .

I put down my phone, thinking about the work ahead of me. I

tried to fall asleep, and with a hard-won drowsiness, I closed my eyes and drifted off, though

my sleep was neither restful nor comfortable.

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