Chapter 347

Due to Nathan's arrival, this unilateral initiative of lovemaking between us had encountered some variables, and I couldn't help but feel anxious. Being watched while making love, especially by my father, was a feeling that was truly indescribable.

But as time passed, Nathan's footsteps did not approach. It seemed like Nathan had been standing at the door watching everything between me and Katniss. I could hear Nathan's footsteps, and Katniss must have been able to hear them too. However, she intensified her movements on me, and from her seductive moans, it seemed like she was even more excited.

Just when I was feeling anxious, footsteps finally approached the door. Hearing the footsteps, I couldn't help but feel relieved. Now I hoped Nathan would leave. It was really uncomfortable to be watched by Nathan like this. Nathan had not seen me and Katniss make love yet. I didn't want Nathan to see my smaller penis compared to his. It felt like exposing my most fatal weakness in front of an enemy, and Nathan seemed like my rival. Our penises were like weapons in a competition, but compared to him, I had already lost.

Just as I had breathed a sigh of relief, I heard the footsteps getting closer to me. At this moment, I felt my whole body starting to numb, not because I was about to ejaculate, but because my nerves were stretched to the extreme.

Nathan actually came in. What was he coming in for? Did he want a clearer view? At this moment, I couldn't see what was happening in front of me, and I didn't know what mindset Nathan had when he came in. Seeing Katniss and me making love, was he excited or jealous? Just as I was pondering, I felt the mattress move again, as if someone else had gotten on the bed, and the weight of this person was not light, judging by the depression in the mattress.

No need to guess, I knew it was Nathan. Nathan got on the bed, and not just any bed, but our bed. What was he here for?

As I speculated, the sound of a kiss rang out. Could it be that Nathan and Katniss were kissing? At this moment, I couldn't help but imagine a scene: I was lying on the bed like a corpse, naked, while another naked stunning beauty was sitting on my hips, her vagina tightly enveloping my penis, moving slowly back and forth on my body.

And an older man much older than both of us was standing or kneeling on the bed, kissing the beautiful woman who was moving on me.

While Katniss was having intercourse with me, she was kissing Nathan, enjoying a different kind of threesome?

As I was imagining in my mind, I suddenly heard a series of continuous kissing sounds, and this sound was very familiar to me. It wasn't the sound of kissing, but the sound of oral sex. Katniss was giving Nathan oral sex, sucking on Nathan's penis, which was probably much thicker and longer than mine.

The scene at this moment seemed similar to before, but the plot was starting to twist.

Upon hearing this sound, the images in my mind also changed. Feeling all of this, I imagined Nathan standing on the bed, his erect penis directly facing Katniss's face, while Katniss was sitting on top of me, using her vagina filled with Nathan's semen to have sex with me, and her sexy lips were holding Nathan's recently ejaculated penis. I just didn't know if Nathan had cleaned his penis.

And as I imagined all this, I lost all desire, feeling only a painful agony as if I would rather be dead, and my penis seemed to lose all its power, suddenly going limp, completely limp, and Katniss didn't even notice as my penis slipped out of her vagina.

With a crisp sound, I heard a sound like opening a bottle cap. I knew that Katniss had just released Nathan's glans from her mouth, and she also noticed that my penis had slipped out again.

I felt Katniss's hips leave mine, and without the pressure of Katniss's hips, my groin was damp, feeling a chill.

I felt my penis being gripped by Katniss again, and Katniss began to stroke up and down, while Nathan was panting heavily on the side. After all, Katniss had just given him oral sex for so long, his desire was probably already aroused, and with such a long rest time, Nathan's sexual desire and stamina had recovered enough.

Katniss persistently stroked my penis, seemingly determined not to stop until she made me ejaculate a second time.

At this point, I had a worry, that after Katniss's stroking failed to keep my penis erect, would she give me oral sex again? Just as I was worried, Katniss let out a deep sigh, and finally let go of my penis. My penis, like a dead snake, lay limp between my thighs.

Katniss seemed disappointed and a little deflated. I felt the mattress move again, followed by the sound of slippers rubbing against the floor. Katniss was getting off the bed at this moment, and closely following her was Nathan. The two of them stood by the bed without saying a word, and the air was so quiet it was almost suffocating.

Before long, I heard footsteps approaching, slowly leaving our bedroom. Judging by the sound of the footsteps, it was definitely Katniss, walking so softly.

Nathan's footsteps followed, and I heard the sound of the door opening and closing. Could it be that the two of them went to Nathan's room for a second round of sex? After all, Katniss had just made love with me, and she was probably not satisfied.

Soon, I heard voices coming from the next room, but because of the door separating us, I couldn't make out what Nathan and Katniss were saying.

Were they in the bedroom or the bathroom at this point? I kept guessing.

Just as I was speculating about what was happening, I suddenly heard Katniss say something. But because my head was spinning, I couldn't make out what she said. It was already very difficult for me to keep myself awake for so long.

Soon after, I heard the sound of the door opening, followed by a series of footsteps.

The door closed, and not long after, the sound of running water became clear.

It turned out that the two of them were in the bathroom just now. I didn't hear any sounds of their lovemaking, only their faint conversation. What did they say? Who was taking a shower? At this point, I distinctly heard the sound of footsteps in the living room, which sounded louder, indicating it was Nathan.

Nathan was pacing in the living room at this moment, and there were a few times when his footsteps seemed to be right outside my door, as if he was waiting.

Meanwhile, Katniss was showering in the bathroom. I lay on the bed, unable to move, feeling the dampness in my groin gradually disappearing, the fluids drying up little by little, and those fluids felt like glue, dry and sticky, making every part of my groin feel a tightness.

Listening to Katniss showering, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Katniss was already showering, indicating that tonight's lovemaking battle was over. After all, if it wasn't over, Katniss wouldn't have gone to shower.

But why was Nathan still pacing in the living room? He should have gone back to his room to sleep by now. What was he waiting for? Waiting for Katniss? After a few minutes passed, I heard Nathan's footsteps approaching my room rapidly, and soon I felt that Nathan was standing by my bed. Surprisingly, I didn't hear him breathing, as if he was carefully observing me.

And holding my breath, even though I couldn't see, I could smell the tobacco tar coming from Nathan's body.

I didn't know how long Nathan had been in my room, but the sound of water from the bathroom finally stopped, indicating that Katniss had finished showering.

So, was Katniss going to come and wipe me down next? At this point, I felt the drying of the fluids in my groin, feeling a strong aversion and even a bit of disgust, knowing that Nathan's semen was mixed in with the fluids on my groin.

As I waited, I suddenly heard Nathan's footsteps, and he quickly left my room, seeming very anxious.

After the door opened and closed, the sound came from the next room, and everything fell silent. Nathan's footsteps also disappeared. Could it be that Nathan had barged into the bathroom? But why wasn't there Katniss's angry voice? And it was so quiet, as if there was no scream of surprise.

Clandestine Affair:My Wife Fell for My Father
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