These words excited and thrilled Old Pang, who eagerly asked, "Teacher, just tell , whatever the thod, I'll do it!"
Mrs. Pang also looked over with concern.
Although she was willing to let Zhao An play with her,
it was all under the pretext of treating her husband's illness.
And since her husband hadn't objected, she didn't say much.
Seeing this…
Zhao An knew it was ti to act. He picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, without saying a word, but instead building up their anticipation to a certain level before slowly saying, "Old Pang, I want you to watch and Mrs. Pang do sothing only husband and wife can do."
"What!"
Although Old Pang had sowhat expected this, Zhao An's words imdiately made him stand up abruptly.
His expression changed several tis; if Zhao An hadn't always been doing good deeds, he would have definitely exploded on the spot.
Mrs. Pang looked at Zhao An with utter astonishnt. She wasn't a promiscuous woman; she'd only ever slept with her husband, only one man in her life.
"Teacher, you're not joking with my old man, are you?
I...I'm getting old. If you want sothing, you should find soone younger!"
Zhao An wasn't frightened. Instead, he laughed heartily and poured himself a glass of wine. "I wasn't sure before, but now I'm certain.
Old Pang can definitely be cured. Look, as soon as I ntioned doing 'that' with Mrs. Pang, he got excited and stood up.
That proves it has a very strong stimulating effect on him, so it'll definitely work!"
Old Pang looked down at his erect penis. He couldn't feel any effort.
But his penis was still erect, as if it were out of his control.
Normally, no matter how his wife touched him, he had no reaction. He only felt anything when he saw Zhao An molesting his wife.
As ti went on, he gradually began to wonder if he really was a cuckold.
Zhao An wouldn't give her a chance to refuse. He picked up Pang's wife, who was already shirtless, and carried her into the room. "Old Pang, co in and see. Seeing you will make you feel sothing."
Pang's wife didn't even have ti to react before Zhao An picked her up.
Only after being thrown onto the bed did she co to her senses. She struggled and tried to stop Zhao An from undressing her. "No, teacher, no, we can't! It's okay for you to touch , but you can't co in!"
"What are you afraid of? Old Pang doesn't mind. This is all for Old Pang's dical treatnt."
"Sister-in-law, if you don't want to, I won't force you."
Zhao An deliberately threatened her, intending to exploit the couple's relationship to achieve his desired goal.
Old Pang followed her in...
Seeing his wife's questioning expression, he nodded slightly and said, "Just once.
If it doesn't work, then we won't continue treatnt."
He wanted to refuse, too.
But Zhao An had already gone to so much; what harm would it do to let his wife have sex with him? Besides, it was, after all, part of the treatnt.
Sure enough, upon hearing her husband's words, Mrs. Pang stopped struggling and silently pulled down her pants.
Although she felt ashad to undress in front of a man other than her husband, what could she do?
There was nothing she could do.
Soon, her voluptuous body appeared before Zhao An. Her plump belly added to her mature allure, and her two large breasts hardened, seemingly preparing for the upcoming intercourse.
Mrs. Pang's underwear was a bit loose, but her hips were full and fleshy, making it look sowhat tight on her.
To avoid any complications, Zhao An decisively removed his clothes, revealing his well-defined muscles. The sharply defined lines of his muscles slightly surprised Pang Da's wife, and her attraction to him increased dramatically.
Won may not say it, but they are generally attracted to n with this kind of physique.
He pushed Pang Da's wife down onto the bed…
Zhao An buried his face between her large breasts, forcefully pressing them against his face.
He kissed every inch of her body, even though her skin wasn't as smooth as a young woman's.
Zhao An suckled vigorously on her purple nipples, the stimulation causing Pang Da's wife to groan softly. Her mouth opened, and she began to breathe heavily, a restless desire churning within her, even her long-unused vagina becoming more sensitive.
While kneading her soft, white breasts, he kissed Pang Da's wife's mouth, his tongue slipping inside. Pang Da's wife was startled and wanted to push Zhao An away.
But she had no strength left, and being watched by her husband made her feel extrely shy.
Her tongue had nowhere to hide; it was hooked by Zhao An, and with her breasts being played with, her body went limp, as if all her strength had been drained away.
Her hands rested on her lower abdon, which bore many stretch marks from raising two children, and thick pubic hair connected to her dark red labia majora.
Because it was rarely used, her labia majora were always tightly closed.
Parting them with her hands, one could see the bright red, tender flesh inside, and the clitoris oozing a few drops of vaginal fluid, looking exceptionally erotic.
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