The role of the Matchmaker

Xiaoying smiled confidently, her demeanor exceptionally captivating, as if bathed in a

hazy glow. Her father was stunned, but quickly recovered, his large hands slowly

reaching towards her 34D breasts, slowly approaching, time seemingly frozen. Finally, he grasped them, his eyes wide

with pride, as if he held the world in his grasp.

His large, dark hands ceaselessly caressed, explored, and grasped, the breasts constantly

changing shape. Xiaoying's face flushed, she gasped for breath, and her movements slowed. Time

ticked by, but her father, unsatisfied with her slow pace, placed his hands on the bed, rolled over,

and pressed his entire body against hers.

Because it didn't slip out of her vagina, remaining partially inside.

At this moment, the father took a deep breath, then slowly lifted Xiaoying's legs to his shoulders with both hands, while simultaneously

thrusting , rising and falling rapidly like a pile driver. Only then did Xiaoying react, repeatedly crying out

"Ah!" and "Ya!", her whole body trembling uncontrollably. Her breasts swung like pendulums

, and copious amounts of vaginal fluid flowed from between her genitals. The two were lost in their passionate lovemaking, their moans and growls

echoing throughout the room, which also filled with a strong odor. At this moment, the happy

couple in the wedding photo above were also... A layer of mist covered the area, making it particularly dazzling (I can't describe the sex scene, sorry for padding

the word count ). "Knock knock knock,"

a knocking sound rang out, though soft, it was firm, like a bolt from the blue, striking the two people

beside Cheng Mian. At this moment, the father's hands trembled, his face turned pale, and his 22cm "cannon" shrank rapidly.

Xiao Ying's legs fell onto the bed, her body trembling continuously, but their genitals were still connected. Time

seemed to stand still at this moment. Both of them held their breath, but sweat kept pouring out from all over their bodies,

for reasons unknown. "Knock knock knock,"

the knocking sounded again, this time louder, as if it were venting its anger on the two of them. The father could no longer hold back

, his penis shrank again, and streams of thick white semen flowed out, spraying onto Xiao Ying's lower body and onto

the bed.

Xiaoying then realized what was happening and woke her still-unconscious father. The two immediately grabbed

wet wipes from the bedside table and quickly wiped their genitals, one wiping the other's penis, the other the other's genitals. Their movements were practiced and

efficient, each finding a flaw and quickly disposing of the evidence.

The father surveyed the scene, finding nothing amiss, then quickly grabbed his clothes, ran to his

room, slowly closed the door, and remained silent.

At this moment, Xiaoying immediately picked up her nightgown from the floor, put it on, and as she ran towards her room, grabbed

her underwear , jumping and putting it on as she ran towards the living room. Just before reaching the living room door, she took a deep breath

, pulled a smile of surprise onto her face, and opened the door. What followed was the meeting with me

.

My eyes were blurred with tears. I stared at the video, speechless, for what felt like an eternity before slowly coming to my senses

. If I hadn't been watching the video, I wouldn't have believed that two or three minutes

could have driven someone to this point. Xiaoying reacted quickly, even managing to put on her clothes while running, and the father was no

slouch either.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized on their first try. Does this mean their understanding

is growing stronger? Xiaoying is becoming increasingly dependent on her father, and my role is diminishing. Even during sex,

I can't satisfy her at all; she's just going through the motions. If things continue like this, will I even have a place to live

? If I could go back in time, would I still be willing to send my wife to my father's side? Tears

streamed down my , my nose started to sting, and I sobbed softly. Why is this happening? I looked at

the wedding photo on the bedside table. Is Xiaoying still the same Xiaoying? Can she still come back to me? Will the wedding of my dreams never become

a reality ? If it does, what should I do? I'm home. Everything can go back to the way it was before. I was so

wrong. I thought we had the video, I thought I believed in Xiaoying's love for me, I believed in my father's character, I thought everything was

under my control, everything was within my grasp. But today, I realize I

was just a middleman, slowly unraveling the complexities of the situation. I was powerless to change anything else. Is this

the role of the matchmaker? What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?

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