Chapter 355
I didn't have much time to think; my focus had been on the video all along. Even though I had heard this scene, seeing it with my own eyes felt completely different. At least I noticed many details that I hadn't seen before.
In the scene, after Katniss took off her nightgown, she was completely naked, losing the last layer of modesty.
Nathan noticed everything, but still nervously hid behind Katniss, not daring to peek at me on the bed.
Katniss glanced back at the hiding Nathan, a hint of disdain in her eyes, as if mocking Nathan's cowardly behavior.
After Katniss turned back, she arched her back, pressing her buttocks tightly against Nathan's hips, as if trying to insert Nathan's penis as deep as possible.
Then Katniss slowly retracted her buttocks and stood upright, causing Nathan's penis to slowly slip out. By the time Katniss stood up straight, Nathan's penis had been mostly pulled out by Katniss.
After standing up straight, Katniss arched her back again, pushing Nathan's penis back into her vagina.
Katniss stood by my side, initiating intimacy with Nathan in this way, while Nathan stood motionless behind Katniss.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Nathan's slow thrusting aroused his desire, and he couldn't hold back any longer. He finally spoke, timidly asking, his breath no longer calm.
"It's okay, don't worry." Upon hearing Nathan's question, Katniss reassured him with a confident tone, her breath also becoming erratic. Their movements were slow and gentle at this moment, but for some reason, they felt a strong excitement. After hearing Katniss's words, Nathan couldn't help but feel a bit bolder, his breathing becoming more rapid. His hands reached around Katniss's slender waist from behind, his hips pressing forward, and his feet taking a small step forward, as if preparing himself. Katniss, caught off guard, also took a small step forward, which was when I suddenly heard the chaotic footsteps by the bed.
But just as Nathan was about to start thrusting against Katniss's buttocks, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw me sleeping on the bed through Katniss's hair. At that moment, Nathan's desire faded significantly, replaced by a sense of nervousness and guilt, even forgetting everything else as he stared at me, summoning courage from somewhere.
"Let's start, what are you waiting for?" It was at this moment that Katniss spoke, gently nudging Nathan's chest with her elbow, her voice soft but not suppressing her own voice.
"I'm a bit nervous, having trouble relaxing like this." Nathan's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Katniss, and he answered intermittently, feeling a bit awkward. It seemed that he was struggling with something.
"Can't relax? Then why is your penis suddenly getting harder? And even harder than before?" Katniss scoffed at Nathan's words, twisting her hips slightly as she spoke, seemingly feeling the hardness of Nathan's penis inside her vagina.
After Katniss twisted her hips a few times, she let out a soft moan. It seemed that when Katniss twisted her hips, Nathan, perhaps afraid of his penis slipping out, instinctively thrust forward, plunging his penis deep into Katniss's vagina, causing her to moan unexpectedly.
"Good, keep going like this." After letting out a soft moan, Katniss urged Nathan to continue, her voice accompanied by rapid breathing. The previous excitement seemed to have ignited her desire.
With Katniss's approval and encouragement, Nathan seemed to relax a bit. He began to tentatively thrust against Katniss's slender waist, and to allow Nathan to penetrate deeper, Katniss bent over, placing her hands on the small remaining space on the bed next to me.
With Katniss's body almost at a right angle, her buttocks raised to the highest point, Nathan's hips had no obstacles to his thrusts, allowing his penis to penetrate deeply each time.
At first, Nathan's thrusts were tentative and slow, trying to avoid his hips hitting Katniss's buttocks, as any impact would create a sound. Despite Nathan's caution, there were occasional light sounds of impact.
As time passed, with the rise of desire, Nathan's tentative thrusts gradually increased in speed and intensity, and the slight sounds of impact merged into a continuous rhythm. Nathan's thrusts slowly released his inner desires.
Katniss's moans changed in tone and volume.
Although Nathan's speed and intensity increased, it was still not enough compared to before, indicating that Nathan had not completely let go.
With her hands on the edge of the bed, Katniss's body rocked back and forth from Nathan's thrusts, causing her breasts to sway with the motion.
As the bed moved with Nathan's thrusts, my body also moved up and down with the bed.
Throughout Nathan's thrusts, Katniss kept her head down, her hair covering her cheeks, so her expression was not visible.
As time passed, Katniss slowly lifted her head, revealing her face as her hair fell back. At that moment, I could see Katniss's expression clearly. Her eyes were languid and seductive, and as she looked at me, a mix of desire and an unknown emotion filled her gaze. After gazing at me for a while, Katniss's eyes suddenly widened with desire, her face close to mine.
She slowly leaned in, her lips almost touching mine, brushing her hair aside with her hand before kissing me while I slept.
The moans turned into nasal sounds, and although Nathan had been inserting into Katniss with his eyes closed, perhaps to fully experience the tightness, or out of fear of looking at me on the bed, he had to open his eyes to see what was happening. But as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Katniss kissing me.
Nathan's eyes showed surprise, disbelief, perhaps not expecting Katniss to be so bold as to touch me at that moment. However, as time passed and I showed no reaction, Nathan couldn't help but relax.
But after relaxing, a hint of jealousy appeared in Nathan's eyes. Imagine a man making love to a woman who was thinking about another man; it was a severe blow to a man's self-esteem.
Nathan cared deeply about Katniss, who was only his daughter-in-law, not his wife. This may have been a lifelong regret for Nathan, and seeing this scene now, he couldn't accept it.
Whether to punish Katniss or challenge his own son, Nathan bit his lip and then increased the intensity and speed of his thrusts and impacts, finally letting go of the restrained thrusts. And there were signs of a subtle acceleration.
Katniss was being vigorously thrust against by Nathan, making nasal sounds. If she hadn't been kissing me, she would have been moaning loudly by now, but she kept kissing me tightly.
Katniss seemed to sense Nathan's intentions, and being a stubborn person, she kissed me even tighter upon realizing Nathan's mindset.
Nathan was thrusting forcefully from behind, and Katniss was kissing me passionately.
The sounds of impact in the room grew louder and faster, as if Nathan and Katniss were engaged in an unusual competition.
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