My wife has temporarily moved to the United States to study with my two children. In other words, I am currently a typical inner beauty. I stayed in Taipei to busy myself with my own business. I am loyal to my wife, unlike other men who engage in casual relationships when their wives are not with them. Sometimes we would talk to each other on long-distance phone calls about our sexual frustrations, but this is very uneconomical, and even more uneconomical than going out to have fun, so we used letters to express our sexual frustrations and to “masturbate”.
Recently, my wife wrote me another love letter, which reads as follows.
I watched you walk into my room, your black suit was even more handsome than the last one, and I was sweating with excitement at the sight of you. I take off your jacket for you and place it messily on the carpet, which adds to the feeling of arousal and impatience. You took off your tie and I unbuttoned your shirt for you, one by one, each unbuttoned, and each unbuttoned, I planted wet, hot kisses on the newly exposed muscles, from neck to chest, from chest to belly, inch by inch, inch by inch, inch by inch, inch by inch, inch by inch, inch by inch, inch by inch, inch by inch, inch by inch, inch by inch. The male odor of your body is simply the most violent love-making, so I can’t help but sweat even more.
As I remove your shirt completely, I lay my head on your chest and hear your rapid heartbeat. My hand brushes against a hard object and I stroke it, hearing you make pleading calls, and I know that you long to be free, that you need to be liberated. I remove your pants for you and you stand before me, more majestic than Rocky, more powerful than a bull, and I cast an admiring kiss to your male virility.
I knelt in front of you and wrapped my hands around your thighs, pulling your body towards my little mouth, I was a horny woman in desperate need of your comfort. I hadn’t known the taste of meat for three months and could not wait to swallow it whole, but I remembered your preference, you liked it when I slowly massaged the tip of my tongue for you from tip to root before, only then, taking the tip into my mouth and sucking on it, and I remembered that each time you would scream and yell, “Harder, swallow the whole thing, wife.” You would hold my head down with both hands and push your body forward as hard as you could, once nearly suffocating me.
In the past, I never would have let you have an orgasm at this stage, but today, I want you to be surprised and get what you want, your steel lust will melt in my mouth, tell me, does it taste wonderful?
Then we switched roles. You gently remove my strapless evening gown, and I stand in front of you like a jade sculpture, and you check every part of me with your hands to see if there is any change. I tell you, I do aerobics every day, my body is getting more and more beautiful day by day, and the men who are watching me are also getting more and more day by day, will you be jealous? You said your favorite thing is my breasts, but the most urgent need is still my “shelter”, of course I am willing to open for you, welcome to visit.
You carried me to the bed and put a small pillow under my waist so that my buds were fully open, you knelt between my legs, leaned forward and kissed me from my forehead all the way down. What? Does kissing make any difference? Does it taste better? Is it true that the home flower always smells better than the wild flower?
Your hot kiss electrifies my whole body, making me so hot that I can’t wait to clamp my legs together and swallow you whole. I know you’ve raised your head to be a man again, and you gently flicked open the big door on my bud with your fingers, two fingers exploring first. I said you were too much of a coward to take the long way in. You said that in order to be polite, first by the “probing fingers” to clean up the flower path a little bit, the great general before entering the channel. I said everything was ready for the General’s visit. You stopped answering and broke through the Jade Gate Pass with the strength of a solid army, and I couldn’t have been happier. Your attack was greater than expected. Perhaps it was because you missed me? I haven’t tasted this for a long, long time, as hot as chili peppers, and as joyful as the second time around (the first time, I only knew pain, but looked forward to the second time).
I have learned a special kung fu technique that I can control with ease, and you will feel like you have never felt before. I can make you orgasm over and over again, and you will definitely be overwhelmed by it.
I can no longer write because, I need to free my hands to replace you for a while and relieve my emptiness. Hurry up and book a plane ticket to fulfill this wonderful fantasy, otherwise, I can’t guarantee how long your patent can last! But that’s probably just a threat, isn’t it? Who else but you can fulfill me?