I quickly made my way to the balcony, grabbed the railing with both hands, placed my right foot on it, pushed off with my left foot, and flipped over the balcony.
With both feet on the edge, holding the railing tightly, I took a light step and reached the outside of the master bedroom window.
The window was covered by white curtains, but there was a small gap in the middle.
I leaned against the bed, pressed my head against the window, and squinted to look through the gap.
Rachel was lying flat on the bed, her long, white legs bent and resting on it.
As Samuel moved quickly, Rachel's large, round breasts swayed violently. They looked so soft, like they'd feel dense and delicate if I squeezed them.
Samuel was kneeling between Rachel's legs, his hips pressed tightly against hers, moving rapidly but with a very small range of motion.
Whether it was the dim light or Samuel's short manhood, I couldn't see any traces of him entering and exiting Rachel, not even a shadow.
Really? Was Samuel that ineffective? How could he match Rachel's top-tier beauty and figure?
What a waste of Rachel's amazing body!
But seeing Rachel lying naked in front of me, even if she was with another man, excited me immensely.
My manhood throbbed even more excitedly in my pants, eager to be with Rachel.
How could there be such a sexy and charming woman?
Just as I was about to imagine myself in Samuel's place, a conversation came from the room.
"Are you done already?" Rachel said, her tone filled with disdain.
"Yes."
"I can't stand you! You just took an aphrodisiac, how can you still be so powerless?"
"I have no choice. This is my limit." Samuel's weak voice floated out through the window crack and into my ears.
It seemed like he held a very low position at home.
"You useless thing! How are we going to have children like this? Colleagues who got married after us already have kids in kindergarten! And us! No signs of anything. You make me so embarrassed in front of my colleagues!" Rachel's voice was full of disdain and anger.
But to me, Rachel was more disdainful of Samuel's sexual performance.
As for children, it was just an excuse to cover up her strong sexual desires.
"Rachel, can you not be so harsh? It really weighs on me. And without children, we can enjoy our time as a couple, right?" Samuel actually naively believed Rachel's excuse.
Rachel sneered, "You? A person who can't last ten minutes thinks he deserves a couple's life?"
What an insult! For a man, that was too humiliating.
Samuel's face looked even worse from the humiliation.
"Enough, Rachel, don't be so harsh."
"Too harsh? If it's too harsh, then last a few more minutes! Let your sperm penetrate me a bit deeper!"
"Let me tell you directly, if you can't fulfill my wish to be a mother, don't blame me for having sex with someone else and letting them have a child with me!"
After that, footsteps were heard in the room, and Rachel was walking towards the bathroom.
She had an incredible figure, and I could easily imagine her full breasts wrapped in a towel.
I could hardly wait to rush out and hold her in my arms. She looked like she was about to hop in the shower, so I had to hustle back to my room without getting caught.
I scrambled over the wall to the balcony and tiptoed back to my room.
Then I gently closed the door behind me.
Before long, I could hear the water running in the villa.
Guess Rachel had started her shower.
I couldn't shake the scene from my mind. Rachel's soft and seductive voice still echoing in my head.
Along with her voice, I pictured Rachel's sexy figure and shy expression.
As I moved quickly and forcefully, Rachel's delicate skin turned a rosy pink, beads of sweat forming on her forehead.
The sweat trickled down her smooth white neck, along her slender arms, and down to her perky, soft chest.
My big hand reached out, gently kneading and shaping her soft, snowy breasts in all sorts of ways.
Rachel's soft moans rose and fell with the rhythm of my hands, like waves crashing on the shore, sending shivers through me.
I couldn't help but wonder how incredible it would be if I were the one making love to Rachel. Suddenly, my lower abdomen tightened, my cock trembled, and a milky white stream shot out, leaving a wet, sticky sensation.
Soon, my whole body relaxed, the heat slowly fading away.
But there was so much, some of it leaked from my underwear, splattering on the floor.
I looked down, a bit annoyed at my semi-hard,
semi-soft situation and the mess on the floor.