Shen Xu Zhix

Mediterranean Holidays (Time Stop, NTR, Hypnosis) #3

【Xinhai Chinese Group×chengqiran】Mediterranean Holiday 3 (Time Stop, NTR, Pregnant Women, Hypnosis)

Day 7 Mandarin duck bath, trunk

It is impossible to plan everything in advance. I didn’t have the opportunity to book a certain sex entertainment show in advance; I just jumped at the chance when they showed themselves. Of course, in such a resort, there will definitely be many girls who attract my interest. Being able to stop time at will gave me a great opportunity.

I can sneak in when a door is opened, I can move from one hiding place to another, I can be in the same room with someone and hide behind him forever, although occasionally because of a mirror. The girl spun around in panic, trying to find the strange, naked man with a straight stick, whom she had just caught a glimpse of in the mirror—but she found that no one was there. However, she was definitely scared, which ruined the fun of the game.

Because I like cuckoo behavior the most, couples are usually more fun. Single girls usually don’t get caught up in the excitement of sexual intercourse for no reason, or get their pussy wet. But if I follow her lover’s actions or preempt him, then the semen I ejaculate will not reveal my presence and will not surprise her. The only thing that surprised her was probably how the amount of ejaculation of her lover had increased!

Of course, not all girls like men, and I’d love to see two girls hugging each other intimately. But in this way, semen becomes a big problem. Fortunately, I can have double breasts and ass, not to mention warm and wet double pussy, and the regret of not being able to cum is barely leveled.

I sometimes wonder, did I end up with the virginity of two girls at the same time? Am I the first man to enter their body – maybe the last? Of course, my dick was certainly not the first penis-like object to slide into their wet passages. It’s not uncommon that I often need to pull out plastic penises of all colors, shapes, and sizes to poke my real dick in. Do you believe it, some even have batteries inside!

I sat on the beach, came back from swimming, thinking about lunch and watching the girls. I was attracted to a very pretty black girl, I think partly because of the bikini she wore when she came back from swimming, the thin fabric and mischievous “camel toes,” and of course, the well-proportioned figure and cute facial features.

Her boyfriend is undoubtedly handsome too; Is he big underneath? I don’t know, I can’t tell it through the swimsuit. I was wondering what that girl would look like in the heat of intercourse.

At the same time, I noticed that two other girls were flying sun umbrellas. Their behavior made me feel like they weren’t waiting for a boyfriend. It’s a shame if they really don’t have boyfriends, because these two girls are good-looking. I think it’s a waste; But that’s my opinion, they don’t think so.

Make choices, make choices! If I follow one of the pairs, I may lose the other pair and never see them again.

When the heterosexual couple stood up to pack their things, I made a choice. It was easy to follow them back to their rented apartment; When they were frozen, sneak in through the open door, waiting to see what would happen next.

The girl said she was going to take a shower and then craved to be fucked before lunch. Well, that’s not exactly what she said, she said more carefully, more delicately, more subtle, more attractive, but the meaning was the same. Anyway, I won the bet.

I waited for the sound of the shower to sound and went in to check. Even after using the power for a long time, I still find it strange to see water droplets suspended in the air, and the shower splash is just a curtain in the air, but it is easy to separate and peep at – just wipe the splash off and she appears.

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Very cute girl, although a black sister. I love to soap her breasts, and I know that as soon as the time starts, the water will wash away the foam. Such cute soft big breasts, with her nipples standing tall, shows that she is already thinking about sexual intercourse.

Lucky girl – she’ll get more fucking than expected!

The camel toes seen before are there for a reason. She was shaved and not a single strand dotted on her pubic mound was present. It went very well and I came across a lovely secret valley.

Stepping back out of her sight, I restarted time and explored again. She turned her back to me, busy washing her body, and I risked being discovered to be able to observe her bouncing ass in the shower in real time.

It’s good to see moving people occasionally. Time stops do have the disadvantages of photographs compared to motion film. You might think Amy and Kylie had enough action yesterday morning, but, frankly, there’s never too much good!

There was a knock on the door, faint but enough to alert me. When he came in, I backed away – literally from his crotch, because that was the only gap he left when he walked in the door. The pause in time can be something like this; Many people huddled around motionless people.

I mentioned before that I didn’t know how big he was, well, now that I do—he’s incredibly gifted—the evidence hangs right above me when I crawl between his legs. A strange perspective.

It occurred to me that if there was a female time stopper… Is there anyone like me in the world? Will time stand still for them?

I’ve never noticed that anyone else can stop time, so maybe no one is like me, otherwise I would have been affected by their behavior in the same way. If there were such people and we met, it could be fun or dangerous, but I feel that this is unlikely to happen. Anyway, it occurred to me that if there was a female stopper, she would be more troublesome than a man, because she had to make sure that the goal was an erection in order to have fun. I can put lubricate on any girl I fancy: but a female stopper needs a hard dick if she’s going to ride. An unaroused penis is of no use except that it can visually arouse sexual desire. If, like a man sees breasts, she will be excited to see the penis itself, or she likes the feeling that the soft penis is soft in her mouth. Will she? I do not know. Fundamentally, she needed a hard penis, perhaps pulled out of his girlfriend, hot and wet. A loose penis can’t do things at all.

I think of this because the boyfriend in front of me is a good example – his guy is very big, dangling, but not stiff at all: not like my own more modest device.

I gave them a few minutes, then went back to the bathroom and left again almost immediately; Not out of disappointment or anything, but to find a ruler.

A ruler?

Well, that boyfriend isn’t soft anymore – I’ve never seen a dick of this size. I measured it, and I even held it in my hand and could be sure it was a huge one. 27 cm, or rather 266 mm!

It’s big; Really big and thick. The penis no longer hangs down, but stands straight up and covered with soap, as if his girlfriend had painted it with a soap-stained hand. Probably because she’s been moving up and down quickly with her soap-stained hands!

Her hand gripped the position of the base of the penis, drowned in soap foam, suggesting that my guess was accurate.

I looked around the bathroom to see if there was any place for me to stand up/crouch/kneel/hide and watch in real time. It’s going to be an impressively big movie – but no! It’s annoying, but time stopping is not a panacea. I had to walk into the bathroom every minute to see what was going on:

Picture 1 – Little soapy hands around the dick, probably stroking it

Picture 2 – A couple hugging in the shower

Picture 3 – Couple still hugging in the shower (penis and breasts being touched against each other)

Picture 4 – The glans in the girl’s mouth

Picture 5 – The girl sucks on the left egg

Picture 6 – They walk out of the shower and dry themselves with towels

Picture – Man sitting on the floor with his mouth on the girl’s completely hairless pussy

Table 8 – Couples coming out of the bathroom

Kind of like a series of erotic pictures or images, but more 3D! Notice that in the first frame, I borrowed a small soapy hand and streaked around my own penis. And in the fourth frame, I pull out that impressively big dick – there’s always a weird feeling to messing with another man’s penis – and replace it with my own hand and do little games. I believe this is understandable.

However, it is easier to hide in the bedroom and enjoy the live broadcast. I have to say, I really enjoyed watching that dick slide from almost a foot away into the girl’s body, which is 30 cm away if I used that ruler. They were in a missionary position and were kissing. I crouched by the bed and saw the marvelous sight of a huge rounded body pushing everything away and looking for an entrance. I could have reached out to help, but the unexpected touch of my hand, probably, would only make them both jump!

I watched, inch by inch, with a “woo-woo” sound, inserted until only the egg touched her, and then slowly, wetly, everything came out again.

Human intercourse is so fun, yet fascinating. You can accuse this of nothing more than boring repetition, but think of a football game. I mean, they’re also repeated over and over again, but I know which interests me more.

The question, of course, is when should I join? Truth be told, it’s hard when another man is in a position. If they change positions, give me a chance, otherwise I have to wait until there is a natural end to the point in time where I enter the waiting time.

My trick is to get in the moment before the man ejaculates and cum first, but it’s not as easy as it sounds. The key is the “previous moment” – imagine that you’re far from cum and suddenly find your girl covered in semen, which is confusing: it’s better to find her dripping after you arrive.

After a fierce snap, the girl rolled over and tried to straddle the man to make a ‘cowboy girl’ position.

This is usually a good sign because it often exposes the girl’s weak lower body briefly before sitting down; It gave me a chance to stop, lie in bed, and slip in. I didn’t waste this opportunity, although I was more keen on backward/doggy sex.

She leaned forward slightly and kissed her boyfriend, holding his cock in one hand, ready to fall. In that position, the insertion was easy, not just because she was used to the size of her dick, but because she was fully open and exposed to me. All I had to do was jump into bed, step over my boyfriend’s pelvis, spread my knees apart, and slide in. Yes, it was easy and very pleasant, but I didn’t.

For cowgirls riding men, I had to be more careful and could only hide out and peek through the crack in the door. If I stayed by the bed to watch the second half, I would be too conspicuous. The loud noise meant a happy orgasm and I waited for the moment of separation. As soon as I thought about it, I stopped time, went back to the room, and began a passionate sex again, trying to contribute to the basis of my boyfriend.

How many couples were I watching immediately after sexual intercourse?

The penis is still erect, but now it has been squeezed dry, the semen has oozed out, and the whole body is soaked. It is wrapped in a large amount of fresh secretions, which somehow no longer show its early potency; The dilation of the vagina indicates that it has been stretched recently, looking both tempting and wet, while also revealing the latest signs that a man has been here.

My own dick did seem a bit small compared to that man – although his dick was no longer the maximum size at this time – but, on the bright side, my dick still had a lot of potential: his dick didn’t. I easily went back into the girl’s body and enjoyed it with her for a few minutes before releasing myself.

What happened next? When I got back outside their room and started time again, it was both unexpected and fun! The girl climbed steadily onto the boy’s chest, put her thighs on his face, and then giggled, dripped semen from her vagina into his face and told him:

“What a naughty scruffy ghost! Hurry up and clean everything up! ”

It was obviously a game they had played more than once, but I was particularly amused as I watched her rub her vaginal opening against her boyfriend’s sticking tongue.

The two had no idea that the girl’s body was not only the semen of her boyfriend, but also the semen of a cuckoo that they were completely unaware of. As I walked back to the beach, I snickered. The entertainment came so unexpectedly.

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The couple I identified as lesbian was still there, but my interest in the present had disappeared—rather, it had shifted to the lovely black girl in the apartment. At the end of the afternoon, they packed up their things and left the beach, and my interest returned.

I found out that they had a car, which was annoying. While I could easily take advantage of the time to stop and get into the car, the person in the front seat could easily spot an extra stranger in the back. The trunk is certainly an option, but I can’t make sure I won’t be locked inside – even if I could stop time, I still couldn’t open a trunk from the inside!

I thought I would let them go like this, until they made a mistake, opened the trunk, and rummaged through it—the fault was that they all bent over. I easily stopped time, walked next to them, and stood there watching them.

I had a rather interesting idea, take off their bikinis and restart the time to see if they noticed. I imagined them driving through the parking lot and when they realized they were naked, the brake lights suddenly came on. The reality is likely to be that they’ll notice each other when they get up all the time, and of course, the feeling of a bare ass being burned by a car seat will be more pronounced – though still funny.

The problem with such a game is that it exposes my existence—at least some supernatural phenomena—and I don’t like to do that.

Even so, the bikini had to be taken off. I walked around, admiring the girls—they really were two very beautiful girls—but inevitably, my itchy fingers couldn’t help but tug at the two little bows in the back of their bikini tops.

I pulled one bow and then another, and threw this small piece of cloth on the asphalt. Very good, very good; Four beautiful breasts hang in front of you, ready to be touched at any time; I cover them with my hands and raise them.

The hem of the bikini fell to the ground and there they were, two beautiful girls standing naked in an empty public parking lot. I didn’t want them to feel lonely, so I joined them. My own clothes fell on top of them. Of course, it’s worse for me – worse – they just bend naked in a public parking lot: I also have a hard dick! This is obviously not elegant, the question is is is if the girls have a place for me to hide this embarrassing guy? My hands touched and explored and was rewarded.

Yes, both girls have a place, right between their legs!

But they are not excited, the lubrication is not smooth, and it is not easy to enter. I thought I should spit on something, and I thought so myself, because the girls’ heads and mouths were too far away to do a little oral lubrication. Stop-and-go trials – it’s not as easy as it sounds!

I’m wet; I pushed the first girl’s body and then moved the second girl to achieve the same effect. My penis is well hidden, but is this really suitable for crowded parking lots? In the hot sun, sex with two beautiful girls bent over is pleasant, but it is annoying not to cum.

I can imagine one of the girls driving back to where they lived, feeling like their bikini panties were sticky and wondering what was going on. It’s really not fair to her. If a man and woman were bent over, and I knew they had just had sex, it would be very different!

I took a step back and admired the girls. The two girls who leaned over had a pleasant tenderness that could be felt through their sexy asses in their bikinis, although I had completely exposed them.

In the distance were two young men, who were also obviously watching with interest, and were fixed in this position. Generous by nature, I decided to go back to my original rather interesting idea and surprise them. Of course, that’s after more pleasurable sex. It’s nice to be able to poke between two girls who are bent over. It’s annoying not to be able to complete this completely.

I got dressed, put away my erections, hid a bunch of bikinis, went back to where I had been watching the girls, and started time all over again.

The expressions on the faces of the lads are unparalleled. Suddenly, the girls’ bikinis disappeared before their eyes!

They stared at naked asses. Both buttocks jumped at the same time – probably the girls suddenly felt the dilation of their vaginas – and then the girls stood up and turned around, rolling their eyes at the boys.

Before they found themselves naked, it was time to redress the girls. I stopped and played my usual favorite game of doll dressing and put on the cloth of the little bikini. The lads were disappointed by the sudden return of the clothes, and their excited conversation apparently went something like this: “Did you see it? Are you sure? ”

I didn’t expect the girls to notice the abnormality. Their expressions and conversations indicate that something is wrong, what’s going on? Then I suddenly realized that I had put them in the wrong bikini! Stupid mistake.

I decided that instead of correcting my mistakes, it would get darker and darker. I left behind girls with obvious confused looks, still talking. For me, it was a bit of a disappointment to know that it would confuse them and leave some mucus under their mistaken bikini.

At night, I sat by the pool, slightly reflective, dark blue above, and the air was clear and comfortable, wrapping me up. It was amazing to be able to sit outside so late without feeling cold at all. The slightly somber mood is because I realize that the holiday is halfway through and the second half always seems to be faster than the first. The second week always seems to feel like a countdown to home. I really shouldn’t be discouraged; The holidays were well; I stayed in one of the best villas I’ve ever stayed in (and completely free); I was enjoying swimming, sightseeing, walking, not to mention restaurants, and then the arrival of Amy and Kylie in the morning was something to look forward to (if I remember setting the alarm), and there were more girls to look forward to, before I boarded the plane home.

Day 8 Twin sister flowers

There are many people active on the beach, carrying beach umbrellas, sunscreen, swimming suits and making cheerful sounds. Watching the people on the beach and guessing who they are and where they are from is a very enjoyable activity. Of course, pretty girls are the most beautiful beings – if you don’t think about my abilities, I’ll come up and look at them especially closely, and often very personally.

Do you find pregnant girls sexy? I think. It’s hard to say why this is the case. Many girls think that the swollen abdomen of pregnant women is very weird, which is brainwashed by the idealized image on the cover of women’s magazines; I think they are completely wrong.

After all, what could be more feminine than having a baby? It’s also very clear evidence that she has successfully completed sexual intercourse with men, which makes them sexy.

I can only explain it in general, but my eyes are really drawn to a very pregnant lady. I mean she was about eight months pregnant. After all, you are either pregnant or not. You can’t really be “very” pregnant!

Her electric blue one-piece swimsuit is just as eye-catching as she is. She has long smooth black hair, olive skin and a striking physique; Her abdomen stretched the lining forward into a giant bulge in the shape of a sphere. For me, it didn’t hurt her in the slightest.

Not only that, but I also admired her pleasantly rounded buttocks, plump breasts and well-proportioned limbs. Even the way she hugged her bulging belly was flattering. I watched her belly bulge down to the sea to swim, and then saw her walk back.

I haven’t finished my ice cream yet – it’s awesome! Definitely with real pistachio powder – I followed it while eating the ice cream intensely, being careful not to let it drip onto my hands.

Suddenly, I stopped and couldn’t believe what I was seeing: a girl in an electric blue swimsuit, her stomach returning to normal. What’s more, she was holding a little baby with black hair in her arms.

“Too fast, huh?!” I thought in surprise and confusion.

The truth is a little bland – that’s another girl. But also surprisingly, she is apparently the twin sister of the pregnant girl; The two of them go on a family vacation with their parents, husband or boyfriend. I tracked them to their seats, and they were all sitting under a few parasols a short distance and chatting.

My interest was piqued. After eating the ice cream, I didn’t rush to work, but turned around and went for a swim. I need to think.

Gently caressing the current in the warm sea helps to think. The two girls are not only sisters, but apparently identical twin sisters. Now there is a sense of novelty. So what can I do?

What I want to do, of course, is to violate the two sisters and don’t run away. Free them from the electric blue swimsuit and contrast their bodies. But it’s not easy on the beach – especially with a pregnant older sister. A swollen belly means that “doggy pose” is the preferred position, and lying flat on the beach belly-to-belly is unlikely (though not impossible).

I looked at those two young boyfriends, or husbands. Presumably they get along well on a family vacation. It may be that the father and mother paid – I thought the older couple were the girl’s parents, but I subjectively determined that the two boys were also biological brothers, and they each fell in love with one of the same sisters.

Will twins’ bodies be very different? The bodies of identical twins are theoretically the same. I think that if you take down these two flowers of these sisters, it will be the same as the same person doing it twice.

Speaking of two boyfriends, have you ever messed with your partner? Having sex with the wrong object? Of course, this can only be the fault of the boy, not the girl herself. If this happens, the girl knows it. Sisters are of the same heart, will the twins secretly exchange boyfriends for each other’s sexual well-being?

Now their differences are big: one has a big belly, the other has big tits!

I seem to have an idea.

I was not disappointed. Tracked down to their villa and I was impressed there – it is a very nice, large villa with a particularly good pool. The parents started making lunch, but the girls went out for a swim, always feeling a little unfilial.

However, it is intended that they will be examined naked when they change into wet clothes after swimming. But I miscalculated. After the swim, they did not change their clothes, but sat directly with their families under a parasol and ate lunch around a table. They all wore swimsuits directly, whether wet or dry, which left me with almost nothing to do.

I could only tour the villa while they were eating. By the way, I secretly ate a little lunch – to show my respect for the labor of the girl’s parents.

The new mother spent a long time nursing the little baby, and I waited impatiently on the upstairs balcony that would not be noticed. Until she took the child upstairs and said “Siesta” gently. I breathed a sigh of relief. This weird Latin word, which I happen to know, means nap.

I gave her a few minutes to put the baby in the crib and follow her out of the room. This time, I didn’t miss her performance when she took off her electric blue swimming suit.

What a pair of big chests. The poor swimsuit could not hold this amount of milk, and half of the breasts were already exposed. Very firm, the nipples are large and brown. This is not surprising, as they have recently been used for the most real purposes. This is when nipples best fit the name “nipple”.

The baby just ate very deliciously, so it’s no surprise that I want to share some milk. Obtaining warm-minded breast milk from my mother’s healthy breasts has been my long-term passion. It is very different from boxed or bagged milk in supermarkets, and milk powder cannot be compared with it. Getting a drink directly from a young woman is much more enjoyable than from a glass!

But the time has not come. The sudden drinking of milk will only make her wonder why the milk comes out inexplicably, accompanied by pain. I don’t want to leave a trace at all, I have to do it beautifully. It’s okay, I have plenty of time.

I slipped through a slightly open closet door and hid in a safe place to watch. Time returned, and the clothes slowly lowered from the new mother’s legs, revealing her rounded hips and carefully manicured dark bushes. She threw her clothes in the bathtub, took a towel to wipe her body simply, and then lay down on the bed, the breeze of the ceiling fan gently ruffling her hair.

I was about to take a closer look when her gesture made me stop. The slightly raised legs and the eyes towards the door are all customized by a woman interested in sex. Then the door opened and her husband came in. His swimsuit soon went to the bath with the girl’s to take a bath. His lower body erection indicates his understanding of the scene.

A little sex after lunch and before nap, highly recommended. Before I go back to my villa for a nap, I also want to join this loving man and woman.

Without a hint of haste, I watched the couple hug and foreplay and speak love words in Italian. To be honest, the French spoken by Mr. and Mrs. is more beautiful. I waited for a while until the man puffed a nipple and started drinking very clearly. It’s time to join in – after all, there’s plenty of milk!

Time stopped, I walked out of the closet, walked to the bed, stopped to see the girl from up close, and then lay on the other side of the bed, away from her husband, and touched her other breast.

“Can I eat it too?”

I agreed with her silence. I’m sure the baby hadn’t eaten too much just now, because the breast was firm, full of milk, gurgling, no doubt because my partner—who hoped my husband wouldn’t mind that status—was sucking on the other. I tentatively stuck out my tongue and tasted, then sucked the whole nipple into my mouth and began to suck.

Warm milk spurts out, sweeter and thinner than cow’s milk. I drank and pumped breast milk out of my erect nipples in a natural and instinctive way. I drank satisfactorily – it was a good deed, the new mother’s milk was too much and needed to be emptied.

I left my chest and kissed the girl’s lips with a smile,

“Thank you. Now, will you eat me? ”

She didn’t answer. Maybe I’m a little presumptuous because her husband is on the other side of her. Maybe she prefers to eat his penis rather than mine – but why not try both? A pleasant exchange of bodily fluids.

Back in my closet, I looked at it for a while, then remembered my sister, who was still pregnant. I left my clothes and beach sandals in my closet, stopped time, and walked from one bedroom to another.

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I thought the couple had fallen asleep and it was prime time for a nap. But they didn’t: when I entered the room, I was greeted by the girl’s naked buttocks, perfectly presented to me for fuck.

She certainly didn’t mean to point her ass towards me. She was kneeling on the bed, facing between her husband’s open legs. The lucky man lay in bed and was well served. Her beautiful lips opened around his meat stick, half of which was already in her mouth. Her breasts and stomach were drooping.

I walked over to her and lay on the bed, stroking and admiring. Unlike her sister, her milk doesn’t flow yet, but I don’t have to try again.

I easily crawled onto the bed behind the girl, let my penis pierce her pussy, and push hard in the soft wet.

Her husband seemed busy and didn’t mind me “borrowing” his wife’s vagina. At least for now, he’s in no hurry to use it. I calmly went in and out, in the places where my husband used to go in and out often.

My hands gripped her swollen abdomen, rocking back and forth in her love fluid, enjoying the warm, soft massage of her hips against my thighs. How nice it would be if she could feel this – being thrust by a man who had never known her husband’s erection while sucking on it. Maybe!

As you can imagine, I wouldn’t be content to have sex with just one of the twins; Children make choices, adults I want them all. I walked back down the hallway.

Has the young mother been lubricated? It didn’t matter because my erect penis was smeared with her sister’s lewd water. Has their love liquid been mixed before? Did the two girls share a bed when they were young, playing ulterior games with their fingers to help themselves and each other orgasm? Just like Amy and Kylie, they want to know out loud what a man’s “that thing” really looks like!

The new mother’s side has progressed from sucking breast milk to full fucking in the “missionary position” – which is a bit disappointing for the viewer because the girl’s legs are chained to the man’s back, while the observer can only see the man’s ass, which is really not very flattering. I slipped into the closet to see that maybe the position would change, otherwise I would have to join in as the man rolled down.

Time started again, I watched the energetic exchange and there was a lot of noise from the participants. The couple next door is sure to hear it; Will they stop and listen with pleasure? Do they want to sneak into the sister’s boudoir and watch the penis slide easily with a protruding rod and a wiggling egg? When her twin sister has sex, is her sister willing to hold her brother-in-law’s testicles? Is the husband of a pregnant girl willing to offer his own penis to suck when his wife and sister are penetrated?

I was waiting in the closet for my turn, when the voice became a little crazy, followed by a “hiss, hiss, hiss!” “It can be seen from this girl that her orgasm has begun; Her husband apparently behaved well and to her satisfaction; There was no more reason to stop him from suddenly jerking his ass, which showed that he was doing his duty to conceive her.

The cuckoo cannot be overly picky, and if he wants to go unnoticed, he must accept that dipping an erect penis into another man’s semen is an inevitable part. I anxiously awaited the moment when they separated. I would love to lie on top of the other pair of twins and repeat this action.

They lay together for a long time, and I really wanted to know if they just fell asleep like that, and it would be troublesome to push him away. But in the end, with a kiss, the husband rolled to the side, leaving his wife in a helpless position that I liked so much.

Before she could close her thighs and hide her swollen pussy—her lower lip was bloodshot from the excitement she had just had—I stopped. She was there – perfect location, ready for me.

I have nothing to do, no rearranging limbs, no clothes to take off, no need to look for lubricant when everything is ready. I stood there, staring down at what was about to belong to me. That beautiful face, black hair scattered on the pillow, creamy red breasts, her gloomy curls, and her open hole, where there was only a hint of creamy semen, exposed what had just happened. I climbed on top of her and sucked her breasts again to enjoy a little more refreshing before intercourse.

I turned to the man and asked him if he would mind if I “borrowed” his wife again as he did – seemingly not!

I gently slid into the girl’s body until it was fully embedded; A lovely feeling – both warm and wet – then began to rock, slowly reaching this orgasm of mine, inside this beautiful young mom.

Just like her husband, I lay in bed resting because my penis was still embedded in it and lost its hardness: but not much rest as I recalled the risk of falling asleep after sexual intercourse with my lady. Finally, I stood up and pulled out my vagina, bringing out a lot of hot semen.

Is this the purpose for which the glans evolved into a penis helmet shape? Pull out and remove another man’s semen and replace it with your own, giving your genes a greater chance of copying? Whatever the purpose, I made a mess of her!

Instead of simply restarting the time, I walked down the hallway back to my sister’s room to see how the couple was doing and found a fascinating common denominator. It seems that the twins are climactic almost at the same time – or at least their husbands are coming! He had just walked away from his wife, but had not yet fully laid down, while she was still leaning forward on the bed, her hips dangling and her legs open.

Excitingly, a drop of semen defies gravity and falls from her, but as time stops, it falls still a foot below her pussy, still connected to her by a thin silver wire. If the light is better, it may be the perfect photo capture. In fact, the image in front of me is real, and I appreciate it.

Her pussy was openly presented to me, and it was simply vivid. For me, it’s too sexy, too suitable for something to happen to each other. This beautiful pregnant girl is ready to be fucked.

But there’s nothing I can do about it. I glanced down at myself, and I couldn’t get up. In sage time, I simply could not do the job. In fact, my meat stick was dripping like that girl, and even with a stunning picture in front of me, it couldn’t have been revived so quickly.

I was looking forward to having sex with these two sisters, but I chose to have a new mom first. Am I making the right choice? Is there a way to avoid this problem by doing this action with your pregnant sister? It wasn’t something my wilted tent pole could do in that moment.

Maybe I can come back that night, or maybe I can keep recuperating in my own time and come back again until I recover.

That’s what I did. I packed up my sandals, carefully left the door of the villa ajar, and went for a walk. It was not far from the countryside and I enjoyed a very pleasant walk for an hour or so – not something I can accurately judge as my watch doesn’t move for a second! It was a pleasant nude walk because I felt pointless in getting dressed if time didn’t flow.

To test whether I was ready, I found a beautiful woman passing by, who of course was motionless. Stroked the breast a few times to see if the meat stick reacted correctly – it did! It’s great to be able to walk up to a pretty girl, put your hand in her bra and pick up a warm chest, or undo her bikini strap and admire her without risking being slapped.

Back at the villa, everything was the same as before. Even that drop of semen was still hanging in the air. The only change was in me, where the meat stick accepted the challenge to play cuckoo in the nest of another pair of twins.

Once again, I climbed onto the bed behind her, but this time with the aim of getting inside her and finishing the intercourse. Like her sisters in the next room, she was completely exposed, physically fragile, hips raised, legs open, and I could clearly see myself entering her body – penis mating with vagina is a pleasant thing, especially when your own penetration.

I leaned over her back, hugged her swollen belly, and gently made love to her to bring myself to orgasm. Considering I had only recently recovered, which took a little time and I had to struggle, but after coming, I did it, and while barely ejaculating to release that particularly intense feeling that came shortly after an early orgasm, it was still quite a remarkable thing.

I stood panting by the bed, admiring the girl’s cute figure. Not many men can boast that they did what I just did: fuck two women at the same time, cum inside them at the same time, and still be twins, right in the two rooms next door!

Of course, I could have gone for another walk and repeated the action a third time with one or the other of my sisters, but my own lunch and nap were calling me. There are limits to this. It was quite a tiring morning!

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The morning exhaustion has made me tired of sex, and the late afternoon (when I wake up) and the evening are free for some gentle sightseeing. It wasn’t until after eating some sardines and a small sea bass that the idea of playing with the girl piqued me again. While there was something noteworthy in the restaurant, I was tempted to go back to the twins and see if I could try it again, or take a sip of warm milk. It’s already late – will they still get up and move around, sleep in bed, or will they have sex again in bed? Can I slip in again?

I found the villa dark and people all lying in bed. Recovery time, I stood in each twin’s bedroom and listened, hearing only the soft breathing on the bed. I crawled closer and closer, reaching out and touching it in the dark.

The touch showed a naked man, so I moved to the other side, reached out again, and got a more pleasant result – a young woman with smooth, slightly damp skin in hot weather, actually the belly of a young woman, who was clearly pregnant, lying on her back. My fingers ran down the bulge in her abdomen to an interesting spot. A tuft of curly curls came out; I touched it and found a small valley deep in my curls, following it down, my fingers moving between my slightly open thighs.

There is slight dampness, but not greasy dampness from recent intercourse; Nor does it hint at the stickiness left by men. Maybe she had a shower, but I guess not. There was no sexual intercourse that night.

A gruntled denial implied that she had rejected her partner’s courtship, and I retreated next door to try, maybe I would be luckier there.

Step out of one room and move on to the next. Once again, I climbed into bed and guessed where the new mother was, and once again I guessed wrong. I’m not saying I feel hard, muscular and hairy: quite the opposite, actually. What I felt was soft, loose, and hairless at all, but it was definitely wet and sticky. I put my hand on the man’s meat stick, which was wet and slimy due to the recent apparent intercourse. It’s all love juice and semen.

At least it’s encouraging and means the young mom is lubricated.

I walked around the bed, reached out and touched it, and felt the gentle movements of a sleeping woman. I had to be careful not to wake her.

It’s much more pleasant to feel a woman who hasn’t been frozen by time, but I can’t let her wake up. She couldn’t be allowed to detect that someone other than the pillow was touching her.

Like her sister, my fingers slid toward her pussy. Her curls had a more pleasantly damp feel, and my fingers moved happily through her bushes, enjoying the elasticity of the small cracks I felt leading down to an ever-expanding valley with all sorts of interesting bumps, cracks, and caves.

Like her sister, she was lying on her back, her legs slightly apart—perhaps for coolness—all of which made it easy for my fingers to enter. I explored, my fingers moving in the wet heat she had just fucked. She didn’t respond.

Do I dare to climb on her, just while she is asleep? Will she wake up, or will she simply think it’s her amorous husband again? In her lethargy, will she accept me or push me away?

Instead of touching her breasts with my fingers, I let my lips look for them, and the reward was not only a large nipple to suck and play with, but also the pleasant vanilla smell in the young mother’s breast milk. It flowed freely, and I happily sucked on the thin warm human milk without expecting her to serve my penis.

However, what was particularly good – even if it was a little dangerous – was that I found my head touched while sucking on my nipple. I immediately stopped moving, but never left, waiting quietly.

The stroking stopped, only for a moment. I couldn’t detect any change in the young mom’s breathing, which was very comforting. It’s time to try sexual intercourse.

Breasts slipped from between my lips and I opened her thighs; No one protested, but I doubted that her sleeping self, her subconscious, would remember my weight, as well as my erections, my thrusts and ejaculations. I slowly put myself on top of her, my meat stick gently hanging down between her thighs, touching her pussy with its tip.

When I lay face to face on top of her, her breathing seemed a little agitated, but she didn’t say a word. I am about to finish my goal of achieving intercourse with this young and beautiful mother, not just outside of time, as before: but within time. It is worth noting that I did not sober her up.

A gentle push on the swollen end of my buttocks and meat stick pushed her well-lubricated folds over. I was “in there” moving through the slippery warmth of that delightful passage, so fit to receive a man’s sexual organs, indeed so suitable for receiving more than one night of love!

By the definition of the law, insertion is sexual intercourse, and “releasing seeds” is not a mandatory requirement. I achieved my first goal in time; But can I achieve the second goal – sowing?

I started a gentle movement, enjoying the slippery movement of my hips. The girl’s legs didn’t go up around my back, and I could only do half movements, but it was enough. I don’t need to stick with it for long, just a short period of time.

“Cattiva！”

She said suddenly. Her legs started moving and locking on my back, surprising me. I believe this is the Italian meaning for “naughty”.

She is awake now, thinking her husband is “doing this” again? Or is it half asleep, which is her subconscious dream talk?

Should I stop, or should I continue? I really couldn’t pretend to be her husband while she was awake. But then again, what reason did she have to think that there was another man in bed who was not her husband, how could she think?

Hesitation means I continue. My meat stick moved steadily inside her, and when she pushed me a little, my position was locked – which was fine.

There is always a risk of detection, not only from young mothers, but also from sleeping husbands who may wake up. It all slowed down the onset of my orgasm. There won’t be much semen coming and it’s not easy to produce! But I tried; Sliding away, my hips rising and falling, I walked towards that elusive, wonderful squirting sensation, with an extra excitement to know that I had achieved it inside her while she believed she was being by her husband – a perfect cuckoo act!

When the orgasm finally arrived, feeling so good, I spasmed, trembling and exhaling – creating small waves of pleasure as the semen I left behind entered my meat stick and shot inside her. My movements stopped and I lay exhausted on top of her.

“Grazie.” She said, kissed me! She thanked me!

I kissed her on the back and quickly rolled off her to avoid any risk of detection, but still managed to avoid my husband on the side. He didn’t wake up in the end either.

I stopped as soon as I got out of bed. The threesome is over. If she wants to hug, she can cuddle with her real husband! If he woke up, he would think it was his wife who hit him. I was not involved.

They do hug each other. What I didn’t expect was that they started rolling around and then started having sex again. She must have been surprised! Why can a husband be so strong?

For a woman, the manhood of her husband is good: but when she first arrives, she still straightens up? I couldn’t see in the dark room, but I guessed they did, and after a while, I stopped to wonder if I was right. I’m not wrong; He is completely upright and solid, and he is very well qualified for this responsibility as a partner. Admire!

I picked up my clothes, left them, and walked back to my villa in the moonlight, very satisfied with the world. As always, the nights were warm and I walked at the pace of spring. It’s the most successful day in sex, but the bed is calling. I couldn’t have sex anymore that night, but maybe I could have a quick swim in the warm water of the pool before the end of the day.