Chapter 55 Ringtone
Seeing all this in front of me, although it's a bit painful, the excitement that I haven't felt in a long time also comes along. I looked around the office area and it seemed like no one would disturb me for a short time. I unzipped my pants, took out my already erect 4.72-inch penis, and with the passion brought by Katniss and Nathan in the video, I slowly started masturbating in the quiet office, feeling quite pathetic all of a sudden.
In the video, after Nathan and Katniss were intimate for a while, they both lowered their heads at the same time, their movements so synchronized and tacit. Nathan looked down at Katniss's jade back and snow-white buttocks, watching his penis enter between Katniss's legs, closely against her charming lips, his eyes full of excitement.
Katniss waited with her head down, her soft hair falling down, covering her cheeks. She was waiting, waiting for Nathan to take the lead, waiting for the climax she hadn't felt in a long time.
Nathan didn't make Katniss wait too long and started thrusting slowly. As the thrusting began, both of them couldn't help but moan, and from their moans, one could feel the wonderful sensations they were experiencing. As time went on and their pleasure increased, Nathan's movements became faster, the thrusts stronger and more intense. The sound of their bodies colliding echoed again, a sound I hadn't heard in a long time, but now it sounded so familiar.
With Nathan's thrusts, Katniss swayed her body back and forth, her papaya-shaped breasts swaying non-stop, as if they were about to burst out of her bra. Nathan's healed hands kept caressing Katniss's snow-white buttocks, occasionally squeezing them firmly, causing Katniss, who was moaning, to occasionally let out a soft whimper.
This close contact between their lips and bodies brought them an unprecedented pleasure, their moans and physical movements reaching new heights. Nathan carefully controlled the thrusting of his penis in terms of amplitude and direction, to avoid accidentally penetrating Katniss's vagina. It seemed like Nathan didn't want to betray Katniss's trust or miss the chance to be intimate with her forever, so he behaved properly. Because he knew that if he impulsively tried to completely possess Katniss at that moment, it might push her away from him forever.
Katniss occasionally lifted her head, looking up at the ceiling, her soft long hair swaying with her continuous movements. From her repeated movements of lifting and lowering her head, it seemed like Katniss was releasing and relieving her long-suppressed desires bit by bit, involuntarily lowering her slender waist to make her snow-white buttocks more prominent.
Watching Katniss cooperate with him, Nathan thrust even more excitedly, his hips fiercely hitting Katniss's buttocks, gradually leaving a hint of blush on her snow-white buttocks. Nathan's hands greedily caressed Katniss's snow-white buttocks and waist, and at this point, I felt Nathan was a bit foolish because I wanted him to remove Katniss's bra, to have close contact with her breasts, something I believe Katniss wouldn't refuse, but Nathan lacked the courage, sticking to the repetitive primitive actions.
Perhaps after suppressing for too long, in less than 5 minutes, Katniss's body began to tremble violently, her vagina spraying out a large amount of love juice as she reached climax. Her head lifted high, her delicate fingers tightly gripping the bedsheets. Seeing Katniss climax, Nathan stopped thrusting, his hands caressing Katniss's buttocks and waist, as if helping her calm down from the intense climax, like a father soothing a frightened child. After Katniss's body trembled for about ten seconds, she finally passed the climax, leaving only the afterglow of the climax.
Having just ejaculated, Nathan was very enduring this time. Feeling that Katniss had calmed down, he resumed thrusting, starting gently and then more vigorously. After the brief calm, the two of them resumed their passionate lovemaking.
Watching all this in the video, I also climaxed when Katniss reached her peak, not exceeding 5 minutes, my hands were full of semen, even staining my pants. While Nathan and Katniss were still in the heat of passion, I quickly wiped my hands and pants with tissues. Unable to completely clean the stains on my pants, I couldn't help but smile bitterly.
As I wiped myself, the moans and sounds of impact in the earphones never stopped. Perhaps both of them had climaxed, but the second climax was delayed. After I finished cleaning up, four minutes had passed, but the two of them were still in bed, continuing their lovemaking.
Perhaps because I had already ejaculated, I no longer felt the initial excitement watching Nathan and Katniss being intimate. Instead, I felt only pain in my heart. The room was filled with desire and hormones, and I numbly watched it all unfold.
At that moment, I suddenly remembered the night I called Katniss, around midnight. I turned on the living room monitor and saw the phone that Katniss hadn't taken, quietly placed on the armrest of the sofa. According to that night's memory, the call should be coming soon. As I recalled, the neglected phone in the living room finally rang, playing the familiar ringtone "Love of My Life" that I personally set for Katniss. The sweet and pleasant ringtone echoed in the living room, but it couldn't reach Nathan's bedroom, nor Katniss's ears, as the room was filled with their moans, gasps, and the sounds of their bodies colliding. The ringtone of "Love of My Life" sounded ironic at that moment.
For some reason, listening to that sweet ringtone in the video made me feel very painful. Although I accepted everything, it didn't mean I could truly face it all calmly.
The phone rang twice in the living room, but Nathan and Katniss never heard my ringtone. After two calls, I gave up. The phone stopped ringing, the living room fell silent, only the sounds of their intense pleasure faintly coming from the bedroom.
After another 20 minutes, in Katniss's loud moan, Nathan and Katniss finally reached climax together, their bodily fluids and semen covering each other's lower bodies. Their bodies trembled intensely, as if enduring the cold in a cold wind, shaking from head to toe, leaving them only with a happy exhaustion.
Afterwards, they took turns to shower in the bathroom, but Katniss showered alone because she didn't want Nathan to see her upper body. After she finished, she waited in the bathroom in her underwear, gently helping Nathan clean and wipe his body, like a gentle wife, while Nathan enjoyed this rare happiness and warmth.
Only after they both returned to their respective bedrooms did I sadly unplug the encrypted device, looking down at the traces of masturbation on my pants, feeling very complicated. Since the phone call from Katniss this morning, I could sense that although she had decided to be with Nathan, she still felt guilty and uneasy when facing me. This feeling would persist when facing me, perhaps fading over time but never disappearing.
After work, I slowly headed home with a weary heart. For some reason, I was a bit afraid to face everything at home, afraid to face Katniss and Nathan. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but smile bitterly. Shouldn't it be them who are afraid to face me? What am I really worried about?
Back home, perhaps after a long period of exposure, the two of them had already gotten used to everything. The moment I walked in, although their gazes were initially evasive and flustered, they quickly returned to normal. It was as if nothing had happened at home, clearly after a day of calming down, they had completely accepted everything.
Nathan and Katniss chatted and laughed, but when I laughed, it felt forced. Katniss and Nathan noticed my strangeness, but they thought it was just due to exhaustion from not resting for 24 hours. The real reasons were something they could never know.
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