Unleash your passion

The room had been cleaned, but the marks on the bed were still clearly visible, irresistibly arousing my lower body. These were the marks left by a male prostitute yesterday. However, the protagonists on the bed weren't me, but my lovely wife and him.
I didn't know the young man my wife was dating, but I'd seen his picture; he was tall, handsome, and sunny. I won't mention his profession, but he was married, definitely a high-level white-collar worker. His appearance absolutely captivated us.
The young man's wife was nearly twenty, and he was hopelessly infatuated with her, texting her non-stop for months—the legendary Oedipus complex was unfolding right before our eyes. Of course, my wife looked much younger than her actual age; the two of them looked more like siblings. I won't say how they met, to avoid leaking information and causing trouble for everyone. But it's definitely true. I've always hated making things up, let alone fantasizing; those are low-level acts of quenching thirst with wishful thinking.

Below is my wife's account; because this was their fourth date, she felt less embarrassed and more at ease.

After getting my room key from the front desk, I checked the time; it was almost 10 PM. His train was arriving at 10:30, so I took a shower first and waited for him. We had WeChat, so communication was very smooth. He arrived around 11 PM.
You know, after we got in the room, we hugged... Yeah, we kissed, touched, but not down there. We drank some water, said a few words, and decided to eat quickly. He had a return ticket for 5 PM, so we needed to hurry. After crossing the street downstairs was XXXX, which was quiet, and the small compartment was more comfortable. He can really eat; he said he hadn't had time to eat properly this morning because he was in such a rush... Sigh, even though it's a two-hour train ride, he left home at 7 PM.
After returning to the room, he went to the bathroom, and I changed into the pajamas I had brought and waited. A little while later, he finished showering, completely naked, without any hesitation. After all, it wasn't the first time. He hugged me tightly and said, "Why are you still wearing pajamas?" He quickly removed my "outer garment." Actually, I knew I was already very wet down there. He always cherishes every inch of my skin, caressing and sucking with such care—something you, my husband, can't do. This time was no exception. He laughed as soon as he touched me down there, saying I was so wet and I still didn't say I missed him, and then he kissed me again... I couldn't take it anymore. He was still the same, kissing me down there, then my breasts, then my lips, constantly saying how beautiful my breasts were, that he couldn't get enough of them. I hugged his strong body and touched his genitals; they were really hard. He said they felt uncomfortable from being so engorged. I said, "Then let's go in." He thrust in all the way in, saying, "It feels so good!" He exclaimed loudly. Two months had passed; I had waited so long...
His stamina is always excellent, and he's always full of energy, which is one of the reasons I like him so much. He thrust in and out, his mouth never idle, kissing my nipples. I didn't scream, but I let out moans. My juices flowed incessantly, an indescribable pleasure; I don't know if this counts as an orgasm. This time it was faster than before, less than twenty minutes. As usual, he told me he couldn't hold back anymore. I hugged him tightly, encouraging him, "Come on, don't hold back, I want it..."
He roared, his penis gushing out, the throbbing inside my vagina sending waves of pleasure through my body. It was so incredibly pleasurable. I wiped the sweat from his face, and we kissed, savoring the afterglow of our orgasm. "So good, so good," he kept saying. I responded, "I feel so good too..."

This is my wife's account; of course, it's not a word-for-word retelling, but it's absolutely authentic. Hearing her description, I couldn't resist. I touched her, and she was wet too. Thus, passionate intercourse between husband and wife was inevitable.
Of course, there's more to come. I need to conduct further questioning in bed over the next few hours to try and avoid omitting any truly exciting details, so I'll describe that next time. Of course, if you're not interested, I won't presume to elaborate.

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