CHAPTER 50: FUCKING WIFE, NOTICED BY OTHER TWO

"Husband... stop touching, if you keep touching I can’t take it anymore~"

Lily lowered her voice, speaking as if sobbing, but her body was soft and offered no resistance.

In front of Luis, she was like a docile lamb, her body so sensitive to him. Luis went up and licked her ear, saying, "Wife, your panties must be soaked through, take them off!"

After just a moment’s hesitation, she cooperated by lifting her hips, letting her husband remove her last covering under the quilt. Luis’s hand also naturally covered and explored, confirming it was indeed a muddy disaster.

The conservative Lily was now very nervous and conflicted. Her hand reached back and touched her husband’s already hardened dick, habitually grabbing and stroking it. In the darkness, she hadn’t yet noticed the obvious change.

Such dry wood near a fierce fire was surely uncontrollable. Lily was internally debating whether to stop it, but her husband’s scent had already made her whole body weak, uncontrollably confused and captivated.

"Wife, let’s just be gentle."

"It’s fine if we’re discovered, they’re definitely pretending to sleep."

Luis kissed her ear and said, turning her body to face him. The affectionate look in his eyes completely melted Lily, and she couldn’t help but lean on Luis, offering a sweet kiss.

Their tongues entwined gently, extremely tender but full of desire. The soft smacking sounds were covered by the TV noise, temporarily hiding the small movements of their passionate encounter.

Breathing heavily between kisses, Lily’s face was full of intoxication, her eyes misty with arousal. She looked at her husband tenderly and whispered, "Husband, how should we do it?"

The conservative wife was now stirred by Luis into spring passion. If it were before, she definitely wouldn’t have had the courage, but now, under her husband’s training, she also began to enjoy this unique stimulation.

"Let me help you lick it first~"

Just as Lily was about to duck under the covers, Luis was already hard enough. He wrapped his arms around her waist, breathing heavily, "Wife, put it in, I want to fuck you properly now."

Lily shyly hummed in agreement. Under the covers, she spread her legs and slowly approached, her slender fingers guiding her husband’s iron rod-like hard dick. The glans aimed at the muddy honey entrance, and she sat back.

The muddy place was still tight like a virgin’s. When the glans inserted, she clearly hummed before biting her lower lip to stay silent, then breathed rapidly, slowly sitting down, using that incredibly tight and soul-stirring place to accommodate her husband’s wild penis.

Inside the honey passage, it was extremely warm, the wet tender flesh wriggling with a particularly strong enveloping sensation. After the wife’s body was transformed, even the feeling here became more wonderful, like a legendary famous tool that allowed one to quietly enjoy extreme pleasure.

"Husband..."

Fully inserted, Lily trembled as she lay in her husband’s embrace, somewhat puzzled, "It, it seems longer."

If talking about understanding this thing, perhaps even Luis wasn’t as thorough as her. With one insertion, Lily felt the change. Even though she was drunk, she could be a hundred percent sure it wasn’t an illusion.

Luis also felt the change. This insertion tightly joined them together, the dick firmly pressing against the wife’s wriggling burning core. In the past, it would require a special position and hard thrusting to reach.

Just that one centimeter distance, yet such an obvious change, both husband and wife felt it simultaneously.

"Wife, maybe it’s a second growth~"

Luis vaguely said, using both hands to grab her now full and enchanting peach butt, kneading it, licking her ear, and panting, "Isn’t this more comfortable."

"Tingly... whole body weak, husband, so hard~"

Lily began to uncontrollably rock slightly on her husband’s body, consciously biting her own bra in her mouth. Only this way could she control herself from moaning.

Now, sex was an extreme pleasure for her, the combination of soul and body, and her husband’s fierceness, all made her succumb to the wonderfulness.

"Damn bitches, you talk so much. Speaking of which, tomorrow we’ll have dinner together before going to the teahouse, right?"

Yana started yawning, after all, the massage was relaxing, and they had drunk a lot at night.

"Let’s talk tomorrow..."

Ruth also yawned, saying, "If we wake up early tomorrow, let’s wash and soak again. It’s rare to come, don’t waste the ticket money."

Yana had already noticed something unusual. Even with the TV sound covering, the small quilt on the nearby bed was moving, its outline clearer in the darkness.

And Ruth, only one bed apart, also noticed. The faint hums and the disordered breathing of the man and woman, plus seeing the quilt moving regularly with only their heads sticking out, hugging, she knew her daughter and son-in-law were up to something.

This damn girl... now not honest at all, really bold.

With son-in-law doing this, it’s going to be a long time again...

As Ruth was overthinking, Yana was the first to yawn and said, "Then sleep."

"En, my eyelids can’t lift, the alcohol is strong tonight, sleep."

Ruth also said in a dazed tone, immediately turning over with her back to her daughter and son-in-law.

The two young women were tacitly understanding, both experienced and naturally knew what was happening. Though they said it was explosive, they didn’t want to disturb the young couple’s intimacy, mainly taking care of Lily’s emotions, knowing she was the thin-skinned type.

But they underestimated Luis’s thick skin. Lily twisted on her husband for a while, and as her nipples rubbed against his chest increasing the pleasure, soon she moaned and lay on her husband, panting heavily.

Luis gently took the bra from her mouth and kissed her, giving her the caress of orgasm in her dazed and satisfied hum, which for Lily was even more wonderful than the orgasm itself.

After resting a bit, Lily recovered. Holding her husband tightly, she murmured happily, "Husband, I’m too useless, when you thrust to the bottom, my whole body loses strength."

"Baby, this position isn’t too comfortable for husband, let’s change positions."

Luis began to coax her.

Lily also found it awkward, especially being stuffy under the covers and sweating all over, never realizing Luis had already tampered with the air conditioning. Really covering with the quilt would definitely make it too hot to sleep.

Lily carefully looked at her mother’s side and whispered, "Husband... let’s go to the bathroom."

"No need, mom and aunt Yana are asleep, they drank so much at night."

Luis saw she was still hesitating and knew her conservative nature would still struggle. After all, her mother and the others had just quieted down; wanting to make a big fuss now was too early.

After thinking, Luis softly said, "Wife, don’t worry, changing positions will be more hidden."

"Wh, what position?"

Lily hesitated, seeing her husband’s uncomfortable appearance, her heart instantly softened.

"Wife’s favorite position, where we can kiss."

Lily’s nature had always been gentle, especially now just satisfied, she was like a little lamb letting her husband do as he pleased. She immediately lay down obediently but still softly said, "Husband, be gentle... every time I can’t take it."

"Wife, I love you."

One sentence was enough to melt her. Emotionally, Lily was also particularly easy to satisfy. She charmingly smiled, taking the initiative to spread her legs to welcome her husband’s return to the familiar place.

The traditional position, the two hugging and kissing, the dick once again returning to the burning muddy shy place. This thrust was very gentle, nine shallow one deep rhythm full of strong love, the best tease.

Even for the sake of completing the task, now having sex with his wife was for Luis also a pleasure worth sinking into.

The quilt’s movement was regular and even more enticing. Even with the TV playing music, that volume could no longer cover the young couple’s disordered panting and the smacking sounds of kissing.

Yana, with her back turned, seemed asleep; she was farther away and probably couldn’t hear clearly.

But Ruth was only one bed apart. Originally, she wanted to close her eyes and quickly sleep, not disturb her daughter and son-in-law’s mood, but once her eyes closed, she felt her hearing seemed more sensitive.

The slightest movement from the next bed, and Ruth’s mind uncontrollably imagined what they were doing, what position they were using for sex.

Listening to her daughter and son-in-law’s disordered breathing, she could even imagine the frequency of her son-in-law’s thrusting now.

Listening more, the young couple seemed to be whispering while having sex, her daughter biting her lip, unwilling to moan, the suppressed sound incredibly sexy.

Ruth felt her body becoming hot and uncomfortable, no matter how she lay, it wasn’t comfortable or right. After peeking at the young couple having sex last time, for some reason, she started to like that feeling.

The subtler the movement around, the more it felt like her heart was being scratched by a cat.