I don't know whether I should keep this kind of girlfriend.

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Humiliating my girlfriend! 8.

Talking about love with your girlfriend is certainly romantic, but after a while, you have to face reality. As the saying goes, "Even an ugly woman must eventually meet her father-in-law." Besides, my girlfriend isn't ugly; in fact, she's quite pretty. We've been holding hands for a while now, and it's time to bring her home so my family can judge her. Most importantly, it's time to "confirm her identity." Last Mid-Autumn Festival, my mother said she wanted a family reunion under the full moon and asked me to bring my girlfriend home for dinner.

Don't assume that just because your girlfriend is pretty, she'll win your parents' favor. Usually, parents prefer a virtuous and gentle daughter-in-law. So, I specifically told my girlfriend to dress neatly, like a good wife and mother. When she appeared before me, I knew she also valued this "future daughter-in-law interview."

She wore a shirt and long skirt; the shirt was a light yellow checkered pattern with orange dots, and the long skirt was a light grass green, two thin layers. Her long hair was tied back in a ponytail with a ribbon. She looked youthful and lively, yet still dignified. I think my parents would give her an 80 out of 100 just for this outfit tonight!

Uncle Zhong, my third great-uncle's son, also came to have dinner with us. The only word to describe him is "round": round face, big round eyes, glasses that are neither too big nor too small but round, not much hair left, so his forehead is shiny and round, and his body is plump and round, with a round belly, but he's quite well-proportioned and not unattractive. It was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and his wife and children had gone back to their hometown for the holiday. He had things to do, so he stayed behind, and of course we invited him to have a reunion dinner with us.

When my girlfriend saw Uncle Zhong, she was taken aback for a moment and whispered to me, "I feel like I've seen your uncle somewhere before."

I noticed that Uncle Zhong also seemed to recognize my girlfriend; he greeted her while staring at her and scratching his balding head, but he couldn't quite place her.

The entire family reunion dinner went very smoothly. Uncle Zhong praised my girlfriend's attire and refined manners, and my parents were naturally delighted. I think she scored at least 90 points tonight.

My girlfriend seemed to want to get 100 points, so after dinner, she helped my mother clear the dishes, saying, "Auntie, I'll clean these up."

Seeing her future daughter-in-law being so obedient and well-behaved, my mother happily said, "Why call me 'Auntie'? Just call me 'Mom' like Afei does." This made my girlfriend blush.

My girlfriend started washing the dishes. Our kitchen is semi-open, connected to the living room. She seemed a little embarrassed washing dishes alone, so I joined her. As she washed the dishes, her round bottom naturally swayed a bit. Uncle Zhong stared intently at her bottom.

I'm fairly familiar with Uncle Zhong; he now owns a wedding photography company, starting by shooting weddings and producing wedding photos. Perhaps because he often takes photos for others, he wasn't embarrassed at all staring at women's bodies. He even joked to my mother, "This kind of daughter-in-law is great. I've been to many weddings and seen many brides, but none are like yours. Your butt is round enough, not too big, but the curves are beautiful. She'll definitely give you a dozen grandsons, haha!"

My girlfriend overheard this and whispered to me, "Your uncle is such a pervert, how can he look at someone's butt like that?" I joked, "A good stock naturally attracts many supporters!" My girlfriend gritted her teeth coquettishly, preparing to splash me with water, but I said, "Don't do anything rash, or you won't get through tonight!" Sure enough, I intimidated her, and she could only whisper, " "You're amazing. I'll let you off easy tonight, but I'll settle the score with you later."

The dishwashing area wasn't big, so some dishes were soaked in the stainless steel basin first. My girlfriend washed them the first time, and I washed them again. We got playful and started a race to see who could wash faster. Because I washed them faster the second time, my girlfriend, wanting to outdo me, hurriedly took dishes from the stainless steel basin. We washed several dishes like that. After finishing the bowl, when my girlfriend went to get another bowl and turned around to wash it, her shirt sleeve got caught on the handle of a soup plate, causing it to tip over. Luckily, she caught the plate immediately, preventing it from falling and breaking the bowl inside. However, the water spilled out with a splash, soaking her from the waist down. My

girlfriend and I were both a little panicked. Damn it, she had been doing so well, and her nearly perfect performance all night had suddenly become a failure?! Seeing a few floor mats on the floor, she immediately squatted down and used them to wipe up the water, hoping to make up for her mistake and salvage a little bit of her score.

I saw Uncle Zhong and Dad staring in disbelief in the living room. Then I noticed my girlfriend's lower body was soaked; her thin skirt clung to her thighs, becoming almost completely transparent, revealing her panties. She was wiggling her buttocks as she mopped the floor. It was... well, how should I put it? Just so incredibly cute! My penis involuntarily hardened.

Mom brought a mop and helped her mop the floor. My girlfriend, completely unaware of her exposure, kept apologizing to my mother. My mother was clearly a little nervous and didn't pay attention to my girlfriend's body. She told her to go to the bathroom and get a dry cloth to wipe the floor again. So my girlfriend, who was almost half-naked, knelt down again, sticking out her round, almost fully exposed buttocks to wipe the floor once more. Her round buttocks swayed back and forth in front of my father and Uncle Zhong, making me runny-nosed. I didn't stop her and even squatted down to help her. She then wiped the floor more vigorously, and her buttocks swayed even more.

Fortunately, my kind sister came over and said to my girlfriend, "Sister-in-law (I don't know when she started calling me that), why don't you come with me to change into a dress first, and let my brother take care of things?" My girlfriend then realized how embarrassed she looked, and her face turned completely red. My sister pulled her into the room to get her clothes to change into.

My girlfriend's wardrobe malfunction didn't last long, about five minutes, but I noticed a huge bulge in my pants. Damn it! My desire to humiliate my girlfriend hadn't changed.

When she came out after changing, we were both surprised. She was wearing a deep V-neck t-shirt and a very short skirt. Seeing my puzzled look, she quietly told me, "Your sister is petite, so other clothes don't fit her. There's nothing I can do."

Looking at her exposed, fair legs, I said, "Not bad, you look great in it." Hearing me say that, she seemed relieved and soon rejoined our warm family.

After dinner, we went up to the rooftop to admire the moon. We set up a display of mooncakes, a tarpaulin, candles, and other items, then sat on the tarpaulin eating mooncakes and watching the moon. The moonlight was truly bright that day, with few clouds. My parents and uncle reminisced about their past in the countryside. My girlfriend, sister, and I, having nothing to do, started playing with the candles. We rolled the melted candles into balls, flattened them, added a wick, and lit them up—it was quite fun.

My girlfriend looked even more beautiful and charming in the candlelight. As she played with the candles, she gradually forgot she was wearing a short skirt. Since sitting on the ground made her legs ache, she kept shifting her posture. When she bent her legs, her short skirt flipped up, revealing her ill-fitting underwear. The golden light of the candles made her thighs look exceptionally alluring.

Uncle Zhong happened to be sitting opposite her, chatting with her father while blatantly staring at her. I was looking from the side, and I could already see her underwear. I could imagine the sight of Uncle Zhong from the front—it must have been incredibly alluring. I felt a little excited, pretending not to see, and occasionally gently patted my girlfriend's legs, subtly pulling her short skirt up higher. Damn it, she had no idea, leaving her wide thighs exposed for men to see!

But the good times didn't last long. After a while, she realized her posture was bad and crossed her legs, still revealing a large portion of her outer thighs, but her underwear was no longer visible.

After the candles had been burning for a while, many had melted into the mooncake box. My girlfriend had to bend down to pick them up, and lo and behold, her ample bosom was exposed again. Although her V-neck t-shirt was quite tight, it would unconsciously peek out when she bent over. Uncle Zhong, sitting opposite her, was staring intently at her chest; he must have been thoroughly enjoying himself.

Perhaps girls are still a bit sensitive about their bodies. My girlfriend suddenly looked at her chest, then looked up, her eyes meeting Uncle Zhong's. They both felt awkward for a few seconds before he quickly looked away. My girlfriend whispered to me, "I remember your uncle... um, I'll tell you later!"

The Mid-Autumn Festival passed just like that. This was the first official meeting between my family and my girlfriend (we had met informally a few times before). Although my girlfriend spilled the dishwater, the overall score was probably not bad. All I know is that my mother later said to me, "You two are not young anymore. All the girls your age in the village have already had children!" I really can't believe that my mother, after living in the city for so long, still has such a rural mindset. My girlfriend and I haven't even finished college yet, what's the rush?

After that night, I found myself thinking about Uncle Zhong. I always felt he was lecherous, but my girlfriend knew him before, and thinking about it was kind of...exciting. My desire to humiliate my girlfriend came back, and I kept thinking about all sorts of possibilities between my girlfriend and Uncle Zhong. So when I saw my girlfriend at her house the next day, I couldn't wait to ask her, "You remember Uncle Zhong that night? Did you know him before?"

She said, "Yeah, he tricked me when I was in college!"

My eyes popped out, and I opened my mouth wide, saying, "What?! You tricked him?!?!" Just as I imagined! As I spoke, my penis throbbed painfully in my pants.

My girlfriend was startled by my huge reaction and quickly said, "What are you thinking? I said he tricked me out of money!"

My voice immediately lowered a half tone, and I said, "Oh, so it was money."

My girlfriend widened her round eyes and said, "What did you think I tricked you out of?" I had no choice but to beg for mercy. My girlfriend said, "Back then, I was a freshman in college, and like many other girls, I dreamed of becoming a star. Then I ran into your uncle on the street. He claimed to be a talent scout and said I had star quality and would definitely become a big star if I joined the entertainment industry. Of course, I was very happy. He said he would take a set of photos of me as a star first, and then he could introduce me to a film company."

I never imagined that my girlfriend had also fallen into the trap of a "talent scout," and I never imagined that Uncle Zhong had done such a thing. I asked, "And then?"

My girlfriend said, "And then? I took a set of photos of a celebrity, paid him ten thousand yuan, but then I couldn't find him anymore, and of course, he never introduced me to any acting roles. Ten thousand yuan just vanished. Back then, ten thousand yuan was a lot of money..."

I said, "Do you want me to get that ten thousand yuan back for you?"

My girlfriend laughed and said, "Sure, you're shameless enough anyway!"

I said, "Do you still have that set of photos from that ten thousand yuan? Let me see them." My girlfriend went to look for them in her room.

I didn't know her when she was a freshman in college, so seeing her old photos should be interesting. My girlfriend brought out a bound photo album from her room; it looked quite beautiful, with about thirty or forty photos inside. I opened it and wow! The first picture was a close-up of her face; she was absolutely gorgeous. An oval face, big, sparkling eyes, and flawless skin. With the salon-style posing, she looked exactly like a celebrity. My girlfriend looked pretty much the same back then, just a little more youthful. I said, "Great, great, worth the ten thousand dollars!" The

next picture was of a park scene; my girlfriend was playfully jumping around, full of youthful energy. Then came a photo with flowers as a backdrop; my girlfriend looked melancholic, as if thinking of a lover far away. She explained, "Your uncle said this is teenage infatuation." Wow! Is teenage infatuation like this?

The next photos were taken indoors, and the level of explicitness began to increase. Three buttons on my girlfriend's collar were undone, revealing her shallow cleavage. There was also a photo of her lying on the bed with her legs bent, revealing her white panties under her school uniform skirt. I said, "You take so many erotic photos?" My girlfriend said, "No, celebrities take photos like this."

Then there was a photo of her wearing a thin nightgown, with the light shining through, showing only her bra and panties underneath, completely clear. I never imagined that my girlfriend was already so alluring back then. If I really introduced this set of photos to a film company, I might have a chance to make a movie!

As I looked at the photos, I imagined how much Uncle Zhong must have enjoyed the sight of my girlfriend, such a beautiful young girl, wearing sexy clothes and leaning over in front of him. I almost had a nosebleed just thinking about it.

Finally, there were some photos of my girlfriend in uniforms. She was sitting very upright in school uniforms, nurse uniforms, police uniforms, work suits, and flight attendant uniforms. The uniforms didn't fit her perfectly, but she looked very sexy and cute.

After I finished looking at them, I asked, "Anything else?" My girlfriend seemed a little hesitant. I said, "You didn't take your clothes off for Uncle Zhong to take pictures back then, did you?" My girlfriend said, "No, no, don't talk nonsense, or I won't dare to marry into the Hu family."

Later, I went to Uncle Zhong's wedding dress company. It was probably the off-season, and the wedding dress company didn't have much business. Uncle Zhong was happy to show me around his photo studio. The company isn't in a busy area, but it has three floors. The first floor is a shop filled with many beautiful sample photos, and surprisingly, there's even a picture of my girlfriend in one of the books. The second floor is a photography studio with many sets. The third floor has equipment and a darkroom where you can develop and print your own photos.

When I brought up my girlfriend, Uncle Zhong said, "When I saw her that night, she looked familiar, but I couldn't remember who she was. I looked through old photos when I got home and realized she used to be one of my clients."

I said, "She wasn't your client, was she? She said she was lured into this by you under the guise of a talent scout."

Uncle Zhong said a little shyly, "Back then, I couldn't find a job, and photography was my only profession. I wanted to earn some money by taking photos for people, but no one hired me. So I started swindling those naive girls, just like everyone else. But I did a really good job with the photos. Some of the girls later came to me, and I thought they were after money, but it turned out they just wanted another set of photos! What a small world! I never imagined the girls I swindled back then..." "Now you're about to become our Hu family's daughter-in-law!"

Of course, I didn't blame Uncle Zhong. Uncle Zhong patted my arm and said, "Alright, to compensate you, I'll show you some of my treasures." After saying that, he led me up to the third floor and into a small room. The walls were lined with bookshelves, and I thought it was a library. Uncle Zhong said, "These are all the photos I took. These are the clients' files. They can call anytime and give me a number, and I can reprint the photos for them." He suddenly pointed mysteriously to another side and said, "These are my treasures..."

My curiosity was immediately piqued, and I picked up one of the books to look at. It contained some of the clients' photos that weren't taken well. Uncle Zhong said, "These photos haven't been shown to any guests." I looked at one of them; the bride's wedding dress had slipped down quite a bit, revealing her small breasts. Because the wedding dress's bra was large, and the bride was petite, her bent-over pose completely exposed her small breasts, even her nipples were clearly visible.

Uncle Zhong brought out some dusty photo albums from the bottom of the bookshelf and said, "Here, these are truly my treasures. This is the first time I'm showing them to you; consider it compensation."

I flipped through them. The photos were a bit old. The girl in them was about twenty years old, posing in many alluring ways, wearing a semi-transparent nightgown. It was obvious she wasn't wearing anything underneath, and her nipples were sticking out from under the nightgown. It was truly arousing. Who was this guest?

Uncle Zhong said, "Do you recognize who it is?" I looked at it a few times, shook my head, and said, "No, do I know her?" Uncle Zhong said, "It's your aunt, my wife. Can't you tell?"

I exclaimed, "What? It's Aunt Zhong? No way!" I looked more closely, and sure enough, the outline of her face was almost the same, and her eyes were completely similar. But now she's almost forty, so of course she can't compare to when she was in her twenties. Uncle Zhong said, "Everyone has a youthful time, so you should take photos while you're young."

I knew that the person in the photos was my usually kind and amiable Aunt Zhong, so I looked at them very carefully, especially the sexy ones. My penis unexpectedly became erect. The later photos became increasingly daring. Aunt Zhong was lying face down on the sofa, but she wasn't wearing any clothes. Her breasts were covered by her arms, but her round, perky buttocks were completely exposed. In the last photo, Aunt Zhong was lying on the bed, completely naked from the front. Her two large, round breasts and her dark-haired genitals almost made my nose bleed.

To conceal my lustful gaze, I casually struck up a conversation with Uncle Zhong: "Aunt Zhong, you were only twenty years old, and you already took such good photos. How old were you when you started taking pictures?"

Uncle Zhong replied, "I was about eighteen when I already knew how to take photos in a salon and how to use a good lens. Back then, I didn't have the money to buy a camera, but many people would lend me their cameras to take pictures for them!" Uncle Zhong became particularly excited as he recounted his glorious past, "I was also the one who photographed your parents' wedding."

I said, "Really? Really? Do you still have any copies?" I had seen my dad's wedding photos a long time ago, but they were kept at our village's archives, so I hadn't seen them since. I wanted to see what my parents looked like when they were young.

Uncle Zhong said, "Of course, and it's a complete set." He pulled out another photo album from the bottom of the bookshelf.

I opened it and saw that the photos were in color, but there seemed to be only four or five colors, and they were all yellowed. That's how the quality of photos from over twenty years ago is. The photos were quite good. My parents were both wearing red wedding gowns from the early Republican era. Uncle Zhong said, "Look how beautiful your parents were back then, a perfect match!" He described it well; my mother was indeed a beauty, and with the fashionable perm at the time, she was really cute and beautiful. There were about forty or fifty photos, recording the lively scene of the wedding banquet.

After I finished looking at them, Uncle Zhong gave me another book, saying, "You might not have seen this one before; it's about the wedding night pranks."

Ha! So the wedding night pranks are a long-standing custom. Did my parents participate in such pranks before? I flipped through it. First, there was a photo of my parents kissing sweetly, with people around them shouting and laughing. This was probably the first part of the prank. Next, there was a photo of my father blindfolded, searching for grapes on my mother's body with his mouth. He had already eaten one grape, and the other was still attached to my mother's right breast. Ha, this method of pranking on the newlyweds is quite similar to what we do now!

Next, Mom was blindfolded, and a row of men stood in front of her with their backs to her, and my dad stood in the middle of them. Uncle Zhong explained, "This is to let your mom touch everyone's buttocks to see who her real husband is. After finding him, she has to kiss his buttocks."

I said, "Wow, how can you recognize a buttocks? This is really difficult!"

I flipped over again, and sure enough, Mom had picked the wrong person. She squatted down and kissed the man's buttocks, and everyone else burst into laughter. Even my dad laughed out loud.

Uncle Zhong said, "Your mother chose the wrong man, so she has to look again. Look, all the men are lying on the bed. Your mother rolls over them from one side to the other, using her body to feel which one is her husband."

In the photo, Mom rolls from one side to the other, pressing down on each man. She points to the man in the middle and pulls off the blindfold. Oh dear, she chose the wrong man again! I looked at the next photo, and it turned out Mom was hugging the fake husband, lying on the bed, when the photo was taken.

Towards the end, Dad and Mom were hugging each other on the bed, covered with a red quilt. The other "brothers" who were making a ruckus in the bridal chamber all reached under the quilt. In another photo, you can see them pulling out the red trousers that Dad and Mom were wearing. I exclaimed, "Wow! Your brothers are so lecherous!"

Uncle Zhong chuckled and said, "Yeah, back then this was a traditional wedding night prank, the most popular one."

I looked further and saw that they hadn't stopped yet, continuing to reach under the covers. My parents, though still smiling, were nervously holding onto the covers, afraid they'd be pulled off. Soon, some people pulled out clothes from under the covers; one was holding women's underwear, grinning lewdly. Others, finding nothing, reached under the covers again.

It seemed that Mom and Dad were naked from the waist down, so some people crawled under the covers to take off their shirts. Two bulges appeared under the covers. Dad was being held down by some men, who were forcibly tearing off his shirt. Mom, on the other side of the bed, was also being held down by someone, who was forcibly tearing off her clothes and throwing her out from under the covers. The situation was chaotic. I think Mom was probably completely naked under the covers, being held down by some unknown man. Although I'm not particularly interested in incest, that kind of situation was still incredibly arousing.

Uncle Zhong sighed as he looked at the photo, saying, "Back then, I could only take pictures, not participate in these striptease games."

The quilt wasn't very big, so Dad's naked body was exposed, and he clung tightly to the quilt, squeezed and curled up to one side by the men. Poor Mom's side was only half-covered; she was surrounded by two men, her hands tied behind her back by one of them. Her last piece of clothing, the outermost red sash, was pulled up from behind. Because her hands were tied behind her back, her large breasts were exposed to the man in front of her, who was quite lecherous, pressing his palms against her breasts, all captured on camera.

When I saw this photo, tears, snot, and saliva streamed down my face. Damn it, who makes a scene like this during a wedding night! The last photo was of my parents kissing in the blankets.

After looking at it, I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Uncle Zhong, your collection is really good."

Uncle Zhong said, "Well, I didn't give these photos to your parents after developing them. They were having too much fun that night, so they didn't know these photos were taken."

I said, "Do you have any treasured photos of my girlfriend that you took?"

Uncle Zhong said, "Yes, some posed photos, but they're a bit sexy. You have to be understanding and not hit me." After saying that, he smiled at me and went to find the photos.

I said, "Don't worry, I also think it's good to have some beautiful photos taken when you're young, so you can remember them later. What kind of poses are they?"

Uncle Zhong said, "I had her wear various uniforms for the photos."

I said, "Oh, my girlfriend showed them to me too."

Uncle Zhong said, "She only showed you some of them; I didn't show her some of them."

He brought out another photo album. When I opened it, there was a picture of my girlfriend in a neat flight attendant uniform. My girlfriend had shown me this one before; it wasn't anything special. But as I flipped further, I saw the real gem. The next picture was of my girlfriend in a flight attendant uniform, tied to a seat. Next to her was a fat man, obviously Uncle Zhong in disguise. He was dressed as a hijacker, pointing a gun at my girlfriend's head. This picture wasn't anything special either, but seeing my girlfriend completely tied up gave it a bit of a Japanese SM feel, and my penis started to get hard.

Next, my girlfriend took a proper picture in her school uniform, but in the next picture, Uncle Zhong, dressed as a teacher, used a ruler to lift up her school uniform skirt to look at her underwear; in another picture, she was being punished by the teacher, with her knees on Uncle Zhong's lap, her skirt pulled up, and her buttocks being hit with a ruler; the most shocking thing was that her underwear was pulled down to her thighs, exposing her two smooth, round buttocks for Uncle Zhong to hit.

Next, my girlfriend was dressed in a neat and proper work suit, but in the next picture, she was sitting on Uncle Zhong's lap, dressed as a big boss, with one hand around her small waist and the other hand reaching into the collar of her unbuttoned shirt to touch her breasts, and my girlfriend still obediently lay on his chest.

Uncle Zhong, seeing my eyes blazing with desire (actually lust, not anger), said, "I didn't force her. I was just explaining to her that these were movie costumes, and she even let me hug her." Damn! My girlfriend was only a freshman in college then, still very young, of course she was fooled!

The next picture showed my girlfriend in a police uniform, looking dashing, but the next one showed her being grabbed by Uncle Zhong's fake thugs, who quickly unbuttoned her shirt and pants, revealing her bra and underwear; the next picture showed her being pinned to the ground by thieves, as if being raped. God! These slowly seductive photos almost made me ejaculate.

The last few pictures show my girlfriend in a nurse's uniform, having her top unbuttoned by Uncle Zhong, who's dressed as a doctor, revealing her bra. The stethoscope is squeezed inside her bra, and Uncle Zhong's fingers follow. The next picture shows my girlfriend in her nurse's uniform caring for Uncle Zhong, who's pretending to be a patient, lying on the bed. In the next picture, my girlfriend is the one lying on the bed, her nurse's uniform torn open, her skirt pulled up to her waist, being pressed down by Uncle Zhong. It's a very lewd picture. Although my girlfriend is still wearing a bra and panties, it still excites me.

The last picture is clearer and more transparent. My girlfriend is on all fours on the bed like a puppy, her bra and panties off. Uncle Zhong is stroking her breasts from behind, while he thrusts his hips into her buttocks.

Damn! Damn! Damn! It turns out my lovely girlfriend had been touched by men before she met me! How could she have done it?! I was both jealous and excited, wishing I had a bed so I could masturbate a few times right away.

Uncle Zhong saw me gritting my teeth (actually, I was about to ejaculate), and laughed, saying, "Fei, don't be angry. The previous ones were all real, but this last one is fake. It was digitally merged and edited; it's not real."

I looked at it more closely, and only after a very careful examination could I realize it was fake—that body wasn't my girlfriend's. Damn! It was such a realistic imitation! The shadows were done so well, and there weren't any seams. It made me think my girlfriend was a promiscuous woman!

Uncle Zhong said, "As long as I have a few photos of her, I can make these fake photos. Sometimes it's nice to fantasize about them. These are also fake photos I made; they're just my fantasies. It's okay to show them to you." What he showed me was a photo of his wife, Sister Zhong, having sex with several foreigners. Sister Zhong's two big breasts even looked like they were really shaking, so lifelike. Uncle Zhong said, "The hardest part to make in this one was the standing foreigner's penis in my wife's mouth. Luckily, I had a computer to help me make it."

It turns out that Uncle Zhong, like me, is a man who likes to humiliate his wife/girlfriend. His fantasy is having his wife fucked by several foreigners! I was itching to see them, and half-jokingly said, "Next time, make some computer photos for me too."

Uncle Zhong said, "No problem, it's a deal."

Ever since my girlfriend officially met my family and had the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion dinner, she started to have more contact with my Hu family relatives, and she also came to Uncle Zhong's photo studio a few times. Each time, Uncle Zhong treated

her to dinner, and we became quite familiar with each other. That day, my girlfriend and I went to Uncle Zhong's photo studio again after school, and Uncle Zhong treated us to dinner again. While we were eating, Uncle Zhong quietly told me, "The computer photos you asked me to make last time are all done. Damn, I had to masturbate several times to see them." I was excited even before I saw them, so we ordered some beer and started drinking. The more we talked, the more excited we became. My girlfriend told me not to drink, but I was already seven-tenths drunk.

When we returned to the photo studio after dinner, I was a bit tipsy. Uncle Zhong had originally intended to secretly give me the photos, but I said, "Come on, it's okay, let's take a look together." My girlfriend, not understanding what they were, hurriedly asked, "What are you looking at? I want to see too." So my girlfriend and I sat on the sofa and flipped through the photo album. Uncle Zhong, worried about our embarrassment, said he was going to get some tea and left.

I turned to the first page, and it showed my girlfriend naked, straddling Uncle Zhong, her hands cupping her large breasts, her face full of ecstasy. Half-drunk, the photo looked even more realistic to me. My girlfriend protested, "I...I've never taken photos like this." I reassured her, "These are computer-generated photos, don't be nervous, it's just a joke." My girlfriend calmed down, but her face was flushed, even redder than my drunken face.

The next few photos showed Uncle Zhong using various positions to play with my girlfriend. When she saw one photo of her half-lying down, being penetrated from behind by Uncle Zhong, her face flushed and she pressed it against my arm. I knew she was aroused; girls get excited looking at these kinds of lewd photos. I held her close, my hands restlessly rubbing against her breasts; her breathing became a little rapid.

I flipped through the photos again, and the next ones were even more outrageous: several men were having sex with my girlfriend, filling both her vaginas. Uncle Zhong was one of them, along with a dark-skinned African man. The later photos even included my father.

My girlfriend complained, "That's too much! Even your dad stuffed his rotten bird into my mouth!" And that wasn't all. A few more pictures showed my mom on top of me—my mom being ridden by my uncle on one side, and my dad riding my girlfriend on the other. It was so lewd, practically incest! Thankfully, all of this was just computer-generated photos.

My girlfriend was barely holding on beside me, her breath coming in rapid gasps, her warm breath tickling my ear. I lifted her skirt, my fingers tracing the inside of her thighs. She let me in completely unguarded. The moment I touched her panties, I knew she was soaking wet with excitement. My fingers slid inside, slippery and slippery, directly into her warm, wet vagina. She let out a soft "Ah," closing her eyes and gently writhing her body.

Just then, Uncle Zhong returned. He had already seen me exploring my girlfriend's genitals from the doorway and hid behind it, peeking. I had noticed him, but the thought of someone watching me and my girlfriend made me even more excited, and I explored her vagina even harder. My girlfriend's legs were spread limply, letting me fondle her. I pulled her panties aside, and Uncle Zhong would definitely be able to see her hairy little cunt! How wonderful!

I was getting more and more drunk, my hands were weak, so I simply abandoned my girlfriend and collapsed onto the sofa, pretending to be drunk. My girlfriend was all over the place and tried to pull me up, but I was already pretending to be unconscious.

At this moment, Uncle Zhong walked in, pretending to be surprised, and said, "Oh dear, Afei is drunk!" He paused for a moment and said to my girlfriend, "Shaoxia (my girlfriend's name), since we're going to wait for him to sober up anyway, why don't I take some pictures of you? Your cheeks are all red tonight, you look very beautiful, let's capture your youthful beauty!" My girlfriend thought it was a good idea, since the last set of photos we took was quite good.

My girlfriend wore light makeup, and Uncle Zhong set up some props in front of the sofa where I was sleeping: a piano, a sofa, a small swing, etc. My girlfriend posed in several ways, and Uncle Zhong took several photos of her. He even complained that her poses weren't quite right, so he went over and pressed her waist, touched her delicate face, and unbuttoned her collar, making her lean against the piano so that her breasts almost bounced out, capturing a deep cleavage in the photos. Although I was drunk, my penis had already become hard without me realizing it.

After taking about ten photos, Uncle Zhong stopped and started chatting with my girlfriend. The topic turned to the computer-generated photos he had created: "My skills are pretty good, aren't they? Those photos are 90% realistic!"

My girlfriend's cheeks flushed again, probably because she was thinking about the obscene scenes in those photos. She said, "The people and bodies in them look real, but those movements seem exaggerated. It's impossible; I couldn't possibly bend over that far."

Uncle Zhong laughed and said, "Then..." "Of course, I'm just imagining it." He suddenly said, "Could you film some of the actions? It'll make the computer-generated photos more realistic later." Seeing my girlfriend hesitate, he said, "It's nothing, computer-generated photos are just our male fantasies. Look how excited Afei was when he saw your photos. Anyway, these photos are for your private collection, so you're not losing anything."

My girlfriend was convinced and agreed. Uncle Zhong set up the video camera and pointed it at her, and she began to perform according to Uncle Zhong's instructions.

Uncle Zhong said, "Hmm, try out the positions you and Afei use for making love..." My girlfriend was quite into it, moving up and down on the sofa, pretending to make love with an invisible person. I half-opened my eyes, watching my girlfriend panting and moaning, and I really wondered if she was really into it?

Uncle Zhong said, "Very good, very good. Try having sex with your boyfriend while sucking another man's penis." My girlfriend indeed opened her mouth again, as if she were sucking a penis, her buttocks bobbing up and down. Although she was acting while fully clothed, you could still imagine the scene.

Uncle Zhong then said, "Try being raped by a stranger!" My girlfriend pretended to scream a few times, then forcefully lay down on the sofa, bending her legs, trying to make it look like she was being raped by a stranger on the sofa. But when she bent her legs, her skirt actually lifted up to her waist, and her beautiful legs and half-wet panties were captured on video.

My girlfriend was really into it. She tilted her head back, half-closed her eyes, and raised her hands above her head, as if she were being forcibly pushed down. She kept her legs closed, pretending to be a submissive rapist. Watching this, my penis was throbbing painfully in my pants. I knew Uncle Zhong and my girlfriend would soon realize I was faking being drunk, but my girlfriend was so engrossed that she didn't notice me.

And Uncle Zhong? I had only been watching my girlfriend before, but now I glanced in his direction and saw that he had taken off his pants, revealing a large, thick penis sticking out from under his fat belly, standing erect at a 90-degree angle. As I sensed something was wrong, he pounced on my girlfriend like a hungry wolf. My girlfriend opened her eyes and screamed when she saw what was happening.

But Uncle Zhong held my girlfriend in his arms, spreading her thighs apart with one hand and pressing the other against her wet panties, teasing and stroking them. My girlfriend's whole body went limp, and with the mess I'd just made of her, when two fingers squeezed inside her panties to probe her vulva, she gasped in pleasure, oblivious to what was happening, her legs automatically parting to let Uncle Zhong explore. Uncle Zhong no longer needed to hold her thighs open, freeing one hand to pull down her panties. My girlfriend pretended not to let him take them off, but Uncle Zhong's fingers slipped back into her vulva, and she was once again completely lost in pleasure.

After my girlfriend took off her underwear, I could see more clearly Uncle Zhong's fingers going in and out of her vagina, the movements becoming faster and faster, making my girlfriend bite her lip and finally unable to hold back her moans. Her vaginal fluid dripped down Uncle Zhong's fingers onto the sofa.

Seeing that the time was right, Uncle Zhong, with his large penis erect, prepared to insert it into my girlfriend's vagina. My heart pounded wildly. After all, Uncle Zhong was family. It wasn't a problem if others had abused my girlfriend before, but for her blood relative, her uncle, to have sex with her seemed a bit incestuous. How would my girlfriend face this after marrying into the Hu family? My reason and lust battled again, this time reason narrowly winning: I had to stop things from going any further!

I pretended to be half-drunk and half-awake, half-sitting up and saying, "Uncle Zhong... how could you play

with my girlfriend?" I pretended to slur my words, but it already startled them both. When my girlfriend saw me speaking, she tried to push Uncle Zhong away. But Uncle Zhong, seeing my girlfriend as a lamb delivered to his door, wasn't about to let her go easily. He held her tightly, gave her a "shush," and said, "Don't make a sound. He's just talking in his sleep. Waking him up won't make things better for either of us." Then he said to me, "Afei, don't worry, this isn't your girlfriend. It's a computer-generated doll!" I almost laughed out loud. I couldn't believe Uncle Zhong could even say such a ridiculous lie.

But his words immediately overwhelmed my reason: keep watching, it's just a computer-generated girlfriend! So I fell back onto the sofa.

Seeing his chance, Uncle Zhong parted my girlfriend's tender labia with one hand and lifted his huge, erect penis with the other. "Plop!" He thrust it into my girlfriend's little cunt, penetrating three-quarters of the way in. My girlfriend screamed and quickly covered her mouth, afraid that another scream would wake me. I watched from the side, my nose dripping with saliva. My lovely girlfriend was being fucked by Uncle Zhong.

Uncle Zhong flipped over and made my girlfriend lie on the sofa, then began thrusting his huge penis in and out from behind, making my girlfriend moan continuously. She said with difficulty, "Uncle Zhong... turn off the video camera... don't film anymore... it won't be good if Afei sees it..."

Damn it! My girlfriend was trying to hide it from me.

Uncle Zhong laughed heartily and thrust into my girlfriend a couple more times, making her gasp and moan. He said, "Don't worry, I'll tell you it's a computer-generated video!" It

was indeed a brilliant plan. If I hadn't seen Uncle Zhong having sex with my girlfriend myself, I would have believed him if he told me the video was computer-generated tomorrow.

After my girlfriend's worries were relieved, she began to writhe wantonly, and Uncle Zhong easily removed her clothes one by one. In the end, my girlfriend was completely naked, writhing on the sofa like a worm, her two large breasts shaking wildly as Uncle Zhong's large hands groped and rubbed them. He also flipped her legs up, and her little cunt was being thrust into with loud smacking sounds.

My girlfriend hugged Uncle Zhong tightly, muttering incoherently, "Good Uncle...fuck me...I like it when you do this...rape me roughly...ah...squeeze my tits until they burst...ah...it feels so good..." I never expected my girlfriend to say such lewd things.

Uncle Zhong chuckled and said, "You...you slutty bitch, aren't you afraid your voice will be recorded on a videotape?"

My girlfriend, drained and disoriented, laughed and said, "It's okay...tell him...these voices...are computer-generated...ah!" Damn it, what a little slut, trying to fool me!

Uncle Zhong seemed to have been with such a beautiful and slutty girl for a long time, so he was particularly enthusiastic this time. I saw that my girlfriend seemed to have already climaxed twice, her juices soaking a large area of the sofa. Uncle Zhong still seemed unsatisfied, continuing to thrust his huge penis. Even I, a young man in my twenties, felt ashamed of myself.

While having sex with my girlfriend, Uncle Zhong said to her, "Shaoxia, has my bedroom skill improved?"

My girlfriend said, "You...you're really...amazing tonight...I remember back in my freshman year...you only lasted ten minutes..."

What?! My girlfriend was tricked into taking photos by Uncle Zhong back in her freshman year. It turns out he not only swindled her out of money, but also deceived her virginity!

Uncle Zhong, delighted, said, "Haha, after I raped you that time, did you still miss my big cock? Haha!"

My girlfriend said, "I... I couldn't find you after that..."

Uncle Zhong continued to thrust into my girlfriend's little cunt, seemingly close to climax, and said, "It's alright, we have a long future ahead of us. After you marry Afei, we can see each other more often."

My girlfriend wrapped her legs around Uncle Zhong's fat waist, letting him continue his assault, moaning as she said, "Uncle... you're bad." "I've got it... I'm marrying into the Hu family... I won't be offering myself up to you... ah... ah... But... you bad uncle... might come knocking... to fuck me... then I can't help it..."

Uncle Zhong was overjoyed, thrusting forty or fifty times, panting heavily, saying, "This time... consider it my welcome gift... to you, the new daughter-in-law of the Hu family..." He couldn't say anything more, his body convulsing in waves, his huge penis inserted into my girlfriend's body.

My girlfriend's eyes rolled back in pleasure, it seemed Uncle Zhong had ejaculated quite a lot of semen! I wonder what the child will call Uncle Zhong if he gets my girlfriend pregnant!

After Uncle Zhong and my girlfriend finished their "work," I finally "slept it off." Uncle Zhong brought me a cup of tea to sober me up. My girlfriend was already fully dressed, giving me her cute and innocent smile. If I hadn't witnessed her lewd behavior, I wouldn't have believed she was that kind of girl.

Of course, this isn't my misfortune; I should say I'm lucky to have such a girlfriend, at least to satisfy my strange urge to humiliate her. I'm just a little worried: after we get married, will she still be having an affair with Uncle Zhong?

Humiliating my girlfriend! 8.

Talking about love with your future daughter-in-law is certainly romantic, but after dating for a while, you have to face reality. As the saying goes, "Even an ugly woman must eventually meet her father-in-law." Besides, my girlfriend isn't ugly; in fact, she's quite pretty. We've been holding hands for quite a while now, and it's time to bring her home so my family can judge her and, most importantly, "confirm her status." Last Mid-Autumn Festival, my mother said she wanted a family reunion under the full moon and asked me to bring my girlfriend home for dinner.

Don't assume that just because your girlfriend is pretty, she'll win your parents' favor. Usually, parents prefer a virtuous and gentle daughter-in-law, so I specifically told my girlfriend to dress neatly and act like a good wife and mother. When she appeared before me, I knew she also valued this "future daughter-in-law interview" with the Hu family.

She wore a shirt and long skirt; the shirt was a light yellow checkered pattern with orange dots, and the long skirt was a light grass green, two thin layers. Her long hair was tied back in a ponytail with a ribbon. She looked youthful and lively, yet still dignified. I think my parents would give her an 80 out of 100 just for this outfit tonight!

Uncle Zhong, my third great-uncle's son, also came to have dinner with us. The only word to describe him is "round": round face, big round eyes, glasses that are neither too big nor too small but round, not much hair left, so his forehead is shiny and round, and his body is plump and round, with a round belly, but he's quite well-proportioned and not unattractive. It was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and his wife and children had gone back to their hometown for the holiday. He had things to do, so he stayed behind, and of course we invited him to have a reunion dinner with us.

When my girlfriend saw Uncle Zhong, she was taken aback and whispered to me, "I feel like I've seen your uncle somewhere before."

I saw that Uncle Zhong also seemed to recognize my girlfriend. He greeted her while staring at her and scratching his balding head, but he couldn't seem to remember.

The entire family reunion dinner went very smoothly. My girlfriend's attire and refined manners drew high praise from Uncle Zhong, and my parents were naturally delighted. I think she scored at least 90 points tonight.

My girlfriend seemed to want to get 100 points, so after dinner, she helped my mother clear the dishes, saying, "Auntie, I'll clean these up."

Seeing her future daughter-in-law being so obedient, my mother happily said, "Why call me 'Auntie'? Just call me 'Mom' like Afei does." This made my girlfriend blush. My

girlfriend started washing the dishes. Our kitchen is semi-open, connected to the living room, and my girlfriend seemed a little embarrassed washing dishes alone, so I helped her. While my girlfriend was washing the dishes, her round bottom swayed slightly as she moved around, and Uncle Zhong stared intently at it.

I'm fairly familiar with Uncle Zhong; he now owns a wedding photography company, having started by shooting weddings and producing wedding photos. Perhaps because he often takes photos for others, he wasn't embarrassed at all staring at women's bodies. He even joked to my mother, "This kind of daughter-in-law is great. I've been to many weddings and seen many brides, but none are like yours. Your butt is round enough, not too big, but the curves are beautiful. She'll definitely give you a dozen grandsons, haha!"

My girlfriend overheard this and whispered to me, "Your uncle is such a pervert, how can he look at someone's butt like that?" I joked, "A good stock naturally attracts many supporters!" My girlfriend gritted her teeth coquettishly, preparing to splash me with water, but I said, "Don't do anything rash, or you won't get through tonight!" Sure enough, I intimidated her, and she could only whisper, " "You're amazing. I'll let you off easy tonight, but I'll settle the score with you later."

The dishwashing area wasn't big, so some dishes were soaked in the stainless steel basin first. My girlfriend washed them the first time, and I washed them again. We got playful and started a race to see who could wash faster. Because I washed them faster the second time, my girlfriend, wanting to outdo me, hurriedly took dishes from the stainless steel basin. We washed several dishes like that. After finishing the bowl, when my girlfriend went to get another bowl and turned around to wash it, her shirt sleeve got caught on the handle of a soup plate, causing it to tip over. Luckily, she caught the plate immediately, preventing it from falling and breaking the bowl inside. However, the water spilled out with a splash, soaking her from the waist down. My

girlfriend and I were both a little panicked. Damn it, she had been doing so well, and her nearly perfect performance all night had suddenly become a failure?! Seeing a few floor mats on the floor, she immediately squatted down and used them to wipe up the water, hoping to make up for her mistake and salvage a little bit of her score.

I saw Uncle Zhong and Dad staring in disbelief in the living room. Then I noticed my girlfriend's lower body was soaked; her thin skirt clung to her thighs, becoming almost completely transparent, revealing her panties. She was wiggling her buttocks as she mopped the floor. It was... well, how should I put it? Just so incredibly cute! My penis involuntarily hardened.

Mom brought a mop and helped her mop the floor. My girlfriend, completely unaware of her exposure, kept apologizing to my mother. My mother was clearly a little nervous and didn't pay attention to my girlfriend's body. She told her to go to the bathroom and get a dry cloth to wipe the floor again. So my girlfriend, who was almost half-naked, knelt down again, sticking out her round, almost fully exposed buttocks to wipe the floor once more. Her round buttocks swayed back and forth in front of my father and Uncle Zhong, making me runny-nosed. I didn't stop her and even squatted down to help her. She then wiped the floor more vigorously, and her buttocks swayed even more.

Fortunately, my kind sister came over and said to my girlfriend, "Sister-in-law (I don't know when she started calling me that), why don't you come with me to change into a dress first, and let my brother take care of things?" My girlfriend then realized how embarrassed she looked, and her face turned completely red. My sister pulled her into the room to get her clothes to change into.

My girlfriend's wardrobe malfunction didn't last long, about five minutes, but I noticed a huge bulge in my pants. Damn it! My desire to humiliate my girlfriend hadn't changed.

When she came out after changing, we were both surprised. She was wearing a deep V-neck t-shirt and a very short skirt. Seeing my puzzled look, she quietly told me, "Your sister is petite, so other clothes don't fit her. There's nothing I can do."

Looking at her exposed, fair legs, I said, "Not bad, you look great in it." Hearing me say that, she seemed relieved and soon rejoined our warm family.

After dinner, we went up to the rooftop to admire the moon. We set up a display of mooncakes, a tarpaulin, candles, and other items, then sat on the tarpaulin eating mooncakes and watching the moon. The moonlight was truly bright that day, with few clouds. My parents and uncle reminisced about their past in the countryside. My girlfriend, sister, and I, having nothing to do, started playing with the candles. We rolled the melted candles into balls, flattened them, added a wick, and lit them up—it was quite fun.

My girlfriend looked even more beautiful and charming in the candlelight. As she played with the candles, she gradually forgot she was wearing a short skirt. Since sitting on the ground made her legs ache, she kept shifting her posture. When she bent her legs, her short skirt flipped up, revealing her ill-fitting underwear. The golden light of the candles made her thighs look exceptionally alluring.

Uncle Zhong happened to be sitting opposite her, chatting with her father while blatantly staring at her. I was looking from the side, and I could already see her underwear. I could imagine the sight of Uncle Zhong from the front—it must have been incredibly alluring. I felt a little excited, pretending not to see, and occasionally gently patted my girlfriend's legs, subtly pulling her short skirt up higher. Damn it, she had no idea, leaving her wide thighs exposed for men to see!

But the good times didn't last long. After a while, she realized her posture was bad and crossed her legs, still revealing a large portion of her outer thighs, but her underwear was no longer visible.

After the candles had been burning for a while, many had melted into the mooncake box. My girlfriend had to bend down to pick them up, and lo and behold, her ample bosom was exposed again. Her two smooth, white breasts were revealed. Although her V-neck t-shirt was quite tight, it would unconsciously peek out when she bent over. Uncle Zhong, sitting opposite her, was staring intently at her chest; he must have been thoroughly enjoying himself.

Perhaps girls are still a bit sensitive about their bodies. My girlfriend suddenly looked at her chest, then looked up, her eyes meeting Uncle Zhong's. They both felt awkward for a few seconds before Uncle Zhong quickly looked away. My girlfriend whispered to me, "I remember your uncle, um, I'll tell you later!"

The Mid-Autumn Festival passed just like that. This was the first official meeting between my family and my girlfriend (they had met a few times informally). Although my girlfriend spilled the dishwater, the overall score was probably good. I only know that my mother later said to me, "You two are not young anymore. All the girls your age in the village have already had children!" It's unbelievable that my mother, after living in the city for so long, still has such rural thinking. My girlfriend and I haven't even finished university yet, what's the rush?

After that night, I found myself thinking about Uncle Zhong. I always felt he was lecherous, but my girlfriend knew him before, and thinking about it was kind of...exciting. My desire to humiliate my girlfriend returned; I kept thinking about all sorts of possibilities between her and Uncle Zhong. So when I saw my girlfriend at her house the next day, I couldn't wait to ask her, "You remember Uncle Zhong that night? Did you know him before?"

She said, "Yeah, he tricked me when I was in college!"

My eyes popped out, and I opened my mouth wide, saying, "What?! You tricked him?!?!" Just as I imagined! As I spoke, my penis throbbed painfully in my pants.

My girlfriend was startled by my huge reaction and quickly said, "What are you thinking? I said he tricked me out of money!"

My voice immediately lowered a half tone, and I said, "Oh, so it was money."

My girlfriend widened her round eyes and said, "What did you think I tricked you out of?" I had no choice but to beg for mercy. My girlfriend said, "Back in my freshman year of college, I dreamed of becoming a star, just like my other female classmates. Then I ran into your uncle on the street. He claimed to be a talent scout, saying I had star quality and would definitely become a big star if I joined the entertainment industry. I was thrilled, of course. He said he'd take a set of photos of me as a star first, and then he could introduce me to a film company." I

never imagined my girlfriend had fallen for a talent scout's trap, and I certainly never imagined Uncle Zhong had done something like this. I asked, "And what happened?"

My girlfriend said, "And then? The result was that I took a set of photos of a celebrity, paid him ten thousand yuan, but then I couldn't find him anymore, and of course, he never introduced me to any acting roles. Ten thousand yuan just vanished like that, and back then,

ten thousand yuan was a lot of money..." I said, "Do you want me to get that ten thousand yuan back for you?"

My girlfriend laughed and said, "Sure, you're shameless enough anyway!"

I said, "Do you still have that set of photos from the ten thousand yuan? Let me see them." My girlfriend went to look for them in her room.

I didn't know my girlfriend when she was a freshman in college, so looking at her old photos should be interesting. My girlfriend brought out a bound photo album from her room; it looked quite beautiful, with about thirty or forty photos inside. I opened it and wow! The first picture was a close-up of her face; she was absolutely gorgeous. An oval face, big, sparkling eyes, and flawless skin. With the salon-style posing, she looked exactly like a celebrity. My girlfriend looked pretty much the same back then, just a little more youthful. I said, "Great, great, worth the ten thousand dollars!" The

next picture was of a park scene; my girlfriend was playfully jumping around, full of youthful energy. Then came a photo with flowers as a backdrop; my girlfriend looked melancholic, as if thinking of a lover far away. She explained, "Your uncle said this is teenage infatuation." Wow! Is teenage infatuation like this?

The next photos were taken indoors, and the level of explicitness began to increase. Three buttons on my girlfriend's collar were undone, revealing her shallow cleavage. There was also a photo of her lying on the bed with her legs bent, revealing her white panties under her school uniform skirt. I said, "You take so many erotic photos?" My girlfriend said, "No, celebrities take photos like this."

Then there was a photo of her wearing a thin nightgown, with the light shining through, showing only her bra and panties underneath, completely clear. I never imagined that my girlfriend was already so alluring back then. If I really introduced this set of photos to a film company, I might have a chance to make a movie!

As I looked at the photos, I imagined how much Uncle Zhong must have enjoyed the sight of my girlfriend, such a beautiful young girl, wearing sexy clothes and leaning over in front of him. I almost had a nosebleed just thinking about it.

Finally, there were some photos of my girlfriend in uniforms. She was sitting very upright in school uniforms, nurse uniforms, police uniforms, work suits, and flight attendant uniforms. The uniforms didn't fit her perfectly, but she looked very sexy and cute.

After I finished looking at them, I asked, "Anything else?" My girlfriend seemed a little hesitant. I said, "You didn't take your clothes off for Uncle Zhong to take pictures back then, did you?" My girlfriend said, "No, no, don't talk nonsense, or I won't dare to marry into the Hu family."

Later, I went to Uncle Zhong's wedding dress company. It was probably the off-season, and the wedding dress company didn't have much business. Uncle Zhong was happy to show me around his photo studio. The company isn't in a busy area, but it has three floors. The first floor is a shop filled with many beautiful sample photos, and surprisingly, there's even a picture of my girlfriend in one of the books. The second floor is a photography studio with many sets. The third floor has equipment and a darkroom where you can develop and print your own photos.

When I brought up my girlfriend, Uncle Zhong said, "When I saw her that night, she looked familiar, but I couldn't remember who she was. I looked through old photos when I got home and realized she used to be one of my clients."

I said, "She wasn't your client, was she? She said she was lured into this by you under the guise of a talent scout."

Uncle Zhong said a little shyly, "Back then, I couldn't find a job, and photography was my only profession. I wanted to earn some money by taking photos for people, but no one hired me. So I started swindling those naive girls, just like everyone else. But I did a really good job with the photos. Some of the girls later came to me, and I thought they were after money, but it turned out they just wanted another set of photos! What a small world! I never imagined the girls I swindled back then..." "Now you're about to become our Hu family's daughter-in-law!"

Of course, I didn't blame Uncle Zhong. Uncle Zhong patted my arm and said, "Alright, to compensate you, I'll show you some of my treasures." After saying that, he led me up to the third floor and into a small room. The walls were lined with bookshelves, and I thought it was a library. Uncle Zhong said, "These are all the photos I took. These are the clients' files. They can call anytime and give me a number, and I can reprint the photos for them." He suddenly pointed mysteriously to another side and said, "These are my treasures..."

My curiosity was immediately piqued, and I picked up one of the books to look at. It contained some of the clients' photos that weren't taken well. Uncle Zhong said, "These photos haven't been shown to any guests." I looked at one of them; the bride's wedding dress had slipped down quite a bit, revealing her small breasts. Because the wedding dress's bra was large, and the bride was petite, her bent-over pose completely exposed her small breasts, even her nipples were clearly visible.

Uncle Zhong brought out some dusty photo albums from the bottom of the bookshelf and said, "Here, these are truly my treasures. This is the first time I'm showing them to you; consider it compensation."

I flipped through them. The photos were a bit old. The girl in them was about twenty years old, posing in many alluring ways, wearing a semi-transparent nightgown. It was obvious she wasn't wearing anything underneath, and her nipples were sticking out from under the nightgown. It was truly arousing. Who was this guest?

Uncle Zhong said, "Do you recognize who it is?" I looked at it a few times, shook my head, and said, "No, do I know her?" Uncle Zhong said, "It's your aunt, my wife. Can't you tell?"

I exclaimed, "What? It's Aunt Zhong? No way!" I looked more closely, and sure enough, the outline of her face was almost the same, and her eyes were completely similar. But now she's almost forty, so of course she can't compare to when she was in her twenties. Uncle Zhong said, "Everyone has a youthful time, so you should take photos while you're young."

I knew that the person in the photos was my usually kind and amiable Aunt Zhong, so I looked at them very carefully, especially the sexy ones. My penis unexpectedly became erect. The later photos became increasingly daring. Aunt Zhong was lying face down on the sofa, but she wasn't wearing any clothes. Her breasts were covered by her arms, but her round, perky buttocks were completely exposed. In the last photo, Aunt Zhong was lying on the bed, completely naked from the front. Her two large, round breasts and her dark-haired genitals almost made my nose bleed.

To conceal my lustful gaze, I casually struck up a conversation with Uncle Zhong: "Aunt Zhong, you were only twenty years old, and you already took such good photos. How old were you when you started taking pictures?"

Uncle Zhong replied, "I was about eighteen when I learned how to take photos in a salon and how to use a good lens. Back then, I didn't have the money to buy a camera, but many people would lend me their cameras to take pictures for them!" Uncle Zhong became particularly excited as he recounted his glorious past. "I was also the one who took pictures of your parents' wedding."

I said, "Really? Really? Do you still have any copies?" I had seen my father's wedding photos a long time ago, but they were kept at our village's archives, so I hadn't seen them since. I wanted to see what my parents looked like when they were young.

Uncle Zhong said, "Of course, and it's a complete set." He pulled out another photo album from the bottom of the bookshelf.

I flipped through it; the photos were in color, but there seemed to be only four or five colors, and they were all yellowed. That's how the quality of photos from over twenty years ago was, I suppose. The photos were quite good; my parents were both wearing red wedding attire from the early Republican era. Uncle Zhong said, "Look how beautiful your parents were back then, a perfect match!" He described it well; my mother was indeed a beauty, and with the fashionable perm at the time, she was incredibly cute and beautiful. There were about forty or fifty photos, recording the lively scene of their wedding banquet.

After I finished looking at them, Uncle Zhong gave me another album, saying, "You probably haven't seen this one before; it's about the wedding night festivities."

Haha! So, the tradition of "making a ruckus" in the bridal chamber is quite old. Did Mom and Dad ever participate in such a tradition? I flipped through the photos. First, there was a picture of Mom and Dad kissing sweetly, with people around them shouting and laughing. This was probably the first part of the ritual. Next, Dad was blindfolded and was searching for grapes on Mom's body with his mouth. He had already eaten one grape, and the other was still attached to Mom's right breast. Haha, this method of "making a ruckus" is quite similar to what we see now!

Next, Mom was blindfolded, and a row of men stood in front of her with their backs to her, and my dad stood in the middle of them. Uncle Zhong explained, "This is to tell your mom to touch everyone's buttocks to see who her real husband is, and then kiss his buttocks after finding him."

I said, "Wow, how can you recognize a buttock? That's really difficult!"

I flipped through the photos again, and sure enough, Mom had picked the wrong man. She knelt down and kissed his butt, causing everyone to burst into laughter, including my dad.

Uncle Zhong said, "Your mom picked the wrong man, so she has to try again. Look, all the men are lying on the bed. Your mom rolls over them from one side to the other, using her body to feel which one is her husband."

In the photo, Mom rolled from one side to the other, pressing down on each man. She pointed at the man in the middle and pulled off the blindfold. Oh dear, she picked the wrong man again! I looked at the next photo, and sure enough, Mom was hugging the fake husband while lying on the bed for the photo to be taken.

Towards the end, Dad and Mom were embracing on the bed, covered with a red quilt. The other "brothers" who had been playing pranks in the bridal chamber all reached under the quilt. In another photo, I saw them pulling out the red trousers that Dad and Mom were wearing. I exclaimed, "Wow! You guys are so lewd!"

Uncle Zhong smiled and said, "Yeah, back then, this was a traditional final game in the bridal chamber, and it was the most popular."

I looked further and saw that they hadn't stopped yet. They continued to reach under the quilt. Although Dad and Mom still had smiles on their faces, they were nervously holding onto the quilt, afraid that it would be pulled off. Soon, some people pulled clothes out of the blankets. One person was holding women's underwear, grinning lewdly. Others, unable to find anything, reached back into the blankets.

It seemed that Mom and Dad were naked from the waist down, so some people simply crawled under the blankets to remove their shirts. Two bulges appeared under the blankets. Dad was being held down by some men, who were forcibly tearing off his shirt. Mom, on the other side of the bed, was also being held down by someone, who was forcibly tearing off her upper garments and throwing them out of the blankets. The situation was chaotic. I imagined Mom was probably completely naked under the blankets, being held down by some unknown man. Although I'm not particularly interested in incest, the scene was still incredibly arousing.

Uncle Zhong sighed as he looked at the photo, saying, "Back then, I could only take pictures, not participate in these striptease games."

The quilt wasn't very big, so Dad's naked body was exposed, and he clung tightly to the quilt, squeezed and curled up to one side by the men. Poor Mom's side was only half-covered; she was surrounded by two men, her hands tied behind her back by one of them. Her last piece of clothing, the outermost red sash, was pulled up from behind. Because her hands were tied behind her back, her large breasts were exposed to the man in front of her, who was quite lecherous, pressing his palms against her breasts, all captured on camera.

When I saw this photo, tears, snot, and saliva streamed down my face. Damn it, who makes a scene like this during a wedding night! The last photo was of my parents kissing in the blankets.

After looking at it, I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Uncle Zhong, your collection is really good."

Uncle Zhong said, "Well, I didn't give these photos to your parents after developing them. They were having too much fun that night, so they didn't know these photos were taken."

I said, "Do you have any treasured photos of my girlfriend that you took?"

Uncle Zhong said, "Yes, some posed photos, but they're a bit sexy. You have to be understanding and not hit me." After saying that, he smiled at me and went to find the photos.

I said, "Don't worry, I also think it's good to have some beautiful photos taken when you're young, so you can remember them later. What kind of poses are they?"

Uncle Zhong said, "I had her wear various uniforms for the photos."

I said, "Oh, my girlfriend showed them to me too."

Uncle Zhong said, "She only showed you some of them; I didn't show her some of them."

He brought out another photo album. When I opened it, there was a picture of my girlfriend in a neat flight attendant uniform. My girlfriend had shown me this one before; it wasn't anything special. But as I flipped further, I saw the real gem. The next picture was of my girlfriend in a flight attendant uniform, tied to a seat. Next to her was a fat man, obviously Uncle Zhong in disguise. He was dressed as a hijacker, pointing a gun at my girlfriend's head. This picture wasn't anything special either, but seeing my girlfriend completely tied up gave it a bit of a Japanese SM feel, and my penis started to get hard.

Next, my girlfriend took a proper picture in her school uniform, but in the next picture, Uncle Zhong, dressed as a teacher, used a ruler to lift up her school uniform skirt to look at her underwear; in another picture, she was being punished by the teacher, with her knees on Uncle Zhong's lap, her skirt pulled up, and her buttocks being hit with a ruler; the most shocking thing was that her underwear was pulled down to her thighs, exposing her two smooth, round buttocks for Uncle Zhong to hit.

Next, my girlfriend was dressed in a neat and proper work suit, but in the next picture, she was sitting on Uncle Zhong's lap, dressed as a big boss, with one hand around her small waist and the other hand reaching into the collar of her unbuttoned shirt to touch her breasts, and my girlfriend still obediently lay on his chest.

Uncle Zhong, seeing my eyes blazing with desire (actually lust, not anger), said, "I didn't force her. I was just explaining to her that these were movie costumes, and she even let me hug her." Damn! My girlfriend was only a freshman in college then, still very young, of course she was fooled!

The next picture showed my girlfriend in a police uniform, looking dashing, but the next one showed her being grabbed by Uncle Zhong's fake thugs, who quickly unbuttoned her shirt and pants, revealing her bra and underwear; the next picture showed her being pinned to the ground by thieves, as if being raped. God! These slowly seductive photos almost made me ejaculate.

The last few pictures show my girlfriend in a nurse's uniform, having her top unbuttoned by Uncle Zhong, who's dressed as a doctor, revealing her bra. The stethoscope is squeezed inside her bra, and Uncle Zhong's fingers follow. The next picture shows my girlfriend in her nurse's uniform caring for Uncle Zhong, who's pretending to be a patient, lying on the bed. In the next picture, my girlfriend is the one lying on the bed, her nurse's uniform torn open, her skirt pulled up to her waist, being pressed down by Uncle Zhong. It's a very lewd picture. Although my girlfriend is still wearing a bra and panties, it still excites me.

The last picture is clearer and more transparent. My girlfriend is on all fours on the bed like a puppy, her bra and panties off. Uncle Zhong is stroking her breasts from behind, while he thrusts his hips into her buttocks.

Damn! Damn! Damn! So my lovely girlfriend had been touched by men before she even met me! How could she have done it?! I was both jealous and incredibly excited, wishing I had a bed to masturbate to immediately.

Uncle Zhong, seeing me gritting my teeth (actually, I was about to ejaculate), laughed and said, "Fei, don't be angry. The previous ones were all real, but this last one is fake. It was digitally retouched and edited; it's not real."

I looked at it more closely, and only after a very careful examination could I realize it was fake—that body wasn't my girlfriend's. Damn! It was such a realistic imitation! The shadows were done so well, and there were no seams at all. It made me think my girlfriend was a promiscuous woman!

Uncle Zhong said, "As long as I have a few photos of her, I can make these fake photos. Sometimes it's nice to fantasize about them. These are also fake photos I made; they're just my fantasies. It's okay to show them to you." What he showed me was a photo of his wife, Sister Zhong, having sex with several foreigners. Sister Zhong's two big breasts even looked like they were really shaking, so lifelike. Uncle Zhong said, "The hardest part to make in this one was the standing foreigner's penis in my wife's mouth. Luckily, I had a computer to help me make it."

It turns out that Uncle Zhong, like me, is a man who likes to humiliate his wife/girlfriend. His fantasy is having his wife fucked by several foreigners! I was itching to see them, and half-jokingly said, "Next time, make some computer photos for me too."

Uncle Zhong said, "No problem, it's a deal."

Ever since my girlfriend officially met my family and had the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion dinner, she started to have more contact with my Hu family relatives, and she also came to Uncle Zhong's photo studio a few times. Each time, Uncle Zhong treated

her to dinner, and we became quite familiar with each other. That day, my girlfriend and I went to Uncle Zhong's photo studio again after school, and Uncle Zhong treated us to dinner again. While we were eating, Uncle Zhong quietly told me, "The computer photos you asked me to make last time are all done. Damn, I had to masturbate several times to see them." I was excited even before I saw them, so we ordered some beer and started drinking. The more we talked, the more excited we became. My girlfriend told me not to drink, but I was already seven-tenths drunk.

When we returned to the photo studio after dinner, I was a bit tipsy. Uncle Zhong had originally intended to secretly give me the photos, but I said, "Come on, it's okay, let's take a look together." My girlfriend, not understanding what they were, hurriedly asked, "What are you looking at? I want to see too." So my girlfriend and I sat on the sofa and flipped through the photo album. Uncle Zhong, worried about our embarrassment, said he was going to get some tea and left.

I turned to the first page, and it showed my girlfriend naked, straddling Uncle Zhong, her hands cupping her large breasts, her face full of ecstasy. Half-drunk, the photo looked even more realistic to me. My girlfriend protested, "I...I've never taken photos like this." I reassured her, "These are computer-generated photos, don't be nervous, it's just a joke." My girlfriend calmed down, but her face was flushed, even redder than my drunken face.

The next few photos showed Uncle Zhong using various positions to play with my girlfriend. When she saw one photo of her half-lying down, being penetrated from behind by Uncle Zhong, her face flushed and she pressed it against my arm. I knew she was aroused; girls get excited looking at these kinds of lewd photos. I held her close, my hands restlessly rubbing against her breasts; her breathing became a little rapid.

I flipped through the photos again, and the next ones were even more outrageous: several men were having sex with my girlfriend, filling both her vaginas. Uncle Zhong was one of them, along with a dark-skinned African man. The later photos even included my father.

My girlfriend complained, "That's too much! Even your dad stuffed his rotten bird into my mouth!" And that wasn't all. A few more pictures showed my mom on top of me—my mom being ridden by my uncle on one side, and my dad riding my girlfriend on the other. It was so lewd, practically incest! Thankfully, all of this was just computer-generated photos.

My girlfriend was barely holding on beside me, her breath coming in rapid gasps, her warm breath tickling my ear. I lifted her skirt, my fingers tracing the inside of her thighs. She let me in completely unguarded. The moment I touched her panties, I knew she was soaking wet with excitement. My fingers slid inside, slippery and slippery, directly into her warm, wet vagina. She let out a soft "Ah," closing her eyes and gently writhing her body.

Just then, Uncle Zhong returned. He had already seen me exploring my girlfriend's genitals from the doorway and hid behind it, peeking. I had noticed him, but the thought of someone watching me and my girlfriend made me even more excited, and I explored her vagina even harder. My girlfriend's legs were spread limply, letting me fondle her. I pulled her panties aside, and Uncle Zhong would definitely be able to see her hairy little cunt! How wonderful!

I was getting more and more drunk, my hands were weak, so I simply abandoned my girlfriend and collapsed onto the sofa, pretending to be drunk. My girlfriend was all over the place and tried to pull me up, but I was already pretending to be unconscious.

At this moment, Uncle Zhong walked in, pretending to be surprised, and said, "Oh dear, Afei is drunk!" He paused for a moment and said to my girlfriend, "Shaoxia (my girlfriend's name), since we're going to wait for him to sober up anyway, why don't I take some pictures of you? Your cheeks are all red tonight, you look very beautiful, let's capture your youthful beauty!" My girlfriend thought it was a good idea, since the last set of photos we took was quite good.

My girlfriend wore light makeup, and Uncle Zhong set up some props in front of the sofa where I was sleeping: a piano, a sofa, a small swing, etc. My girlfriend posed in several ways, and Uncle Zhong took several photos of her. He even complained that her poses weren't quite right, so he went over and pressed her waist, touched her delicate face, and unbuttoned her collar, making her lean against the piano so that her breasts almost bounced out, capturing a deep cleavage in the photos. Although I was drunk, my penis had already become hard without me realizing it.

After taking about ten photos, Uncle Zhong stopped and started chatting with my girlfriend. The topic turned to the computer-generated photos he had created: "My skills are pretty good, aren't they? Those photos are 90% realistic!"

My girlfriend's cheeks flushed again, probably because she was thinking about the obscene scenes in those photos. She said, "The people and bodies in them look real, but those movements seem exaggerated. It's impossible; I couldn't possibly bend over that far."

Uncle Zhong laughed and said, "Then..." "Of course, I'm just imagining it." He suddenly said, "Could you film some of the actions? It'll make the computer-generated photos more realistic later." Seeing my girlfriend hesitate, he said, "It's nothing, computer-generated photos are just our male fantasies. Look how excited Afei was when he saw your photos. Anyway, these photos are for your private collection, so you're not losing anything."

My girlfriend was convinced and agreed. Uncle Zhong set up the video camera and pointed it at her, and she began to perform according to Uncle Zhong's instructions.

Uncle Zhong said, "Hmm, try out the positions you and Afei use for making love..." My girlfriend was quite into it, moving up and down on the sofa, pretending to make love with an invisible person. I half-opened my eyes, watching my girlfriend panting and moaning, and I really wondered if she was really into it?

Uncle Zhong said, "Very good, very good. Try having sex with your boyfriend while sucking another man's penis." My girlfriend indeed opened her mouth again, as if she were sucking a penis, her buttocks bobbing up and down. Although she was acting while fully clothed, you could still imagine the scene.

Uncle Zhong then said, "Try being raped by a stranger!" My girlfriend pretended to scream a few times, then forcefully lay down on the sofa, bending her legs, trying to make it look like she was being raped by a stranger on the sofa. But when she bent her legs, her skirt actually lifted up to her waist, and her beautiful legs and half-wet panties were captured on video.

My girlfriend was really into it. She tilted her head back, half-closed her eyes, and raised her hands above her head, as if she were being forcibly pushed down. She kept her legs closed, pretending to be a submissive rapist. Watching this, my penis was throbbing painfully in my pants. I knew Uncle Zhong and my girlfriend would soon realize I was faking being drunk, but my girlfriend was so engrossed that she didn't notice me.

And Uncle Zhong? I had only been watching my girlfriend before, but now I glanced in his direction and saw that he had taken off his pants, revealing a large, thick penis sticking out from under his fat belly, standing erect at a 90-degree angle. As I sensed something was wrong, he pounced on my girlfriend like a hungry wolf. My girlfriend opened her eyes and screamed when she saw what was happening.

But Uncle Zhong held my girlfriend in his arms, spreading her thighs apart with one hand and pressing the other against her wet panties, teasing and stroking them. My girlfriend's whole body went limp, and with the mess I'd just made of her, when two fingers squeezed inside her panties to probe her vulva, she gasped in pleasure, oblivious to what was happening, her legs automatically parting to let Uncle Zhong explore. Uncle Zhong no longer needed to hold her thighs open, freeing one hand to pull down her panties. My girlfriend pretended not to let him take them off, but Uncle Zhong's fingers slipped back into her vulva, and she was once again completely lost in pleasure.

After my girlfriend took off her underwear, I could see more clearly Uncle Zhong's fingers going in and out of her vagina, the movements becoming faster and faster, making my girlfriend bite her lip and finally unable to hold back her moans. Her vaginal fluid dripped down Uncle Zhong's fingers onto the sofa.

Seeing that the time was right, Uncle Zhong, with his large penis erect, prepared to insert it into my girlfriend's vagina. My heart pounded wildly. After all, Uncle Zhong was family. It wasn't a problem if others had abused my girlfriend before, but for her blood relative, her uncle, to have sex with her seemed a bit incestuous. How would my girlfriend face this after marrying into the Hu family? My reason and lust battled again, this time reason narrowly winning: I had to stop things from going any further!

I pretended to be half-drunk and half-awake, half-sitting up and saying, "Uncle Zhong... how could you play

with my girlfriend?" I pretended to slur my words, but it already startled them both. When my girlfriend saw me speaking, she tried to push Uncle Zhong away. But Uncle Zhong, seeing my girlfriend as a lamb delivered to his door, wasn't about to let her go easily. He held her tightly, gave her a "shush," and said, "Don't make a sound. He's just talking in his sleep. Waking him up won't make things better for either of us." Then he said to me, "Afei, don't worry, this isn't your girlfriend. It's a computer-generated doll!" I almost laughed out loud. I couldn't believe Uncle Zhong could even say such a ridiculous lie.

But his words immediately overwhelmed my reason: keep watching, it's just a computer-generated girlfriend! So I fell back onto the sofa.

Seeing his chance, Uncle Zhong parted my girlfriend's tender labia with one hand and lifted his huge, erect penis with the other. "Plop!" He thrust it into my girlfriend's little cunt, penetrating three-quarters of the way in. My girlfriend screamed and quickly covered her mouth, afraid that another scream would wake me. I watched from the side, my nose dripping with saliva. My lovely girlfriend was being fucked by Uncle Zhong.

Uncle Zhong flipped over and made my girlfriend lie on the sofa, then began thrusting his huge penis in and out from behind, making my girlfriend moan continuously. She said with difficulty, "Uncle Zhong... turn off the video camera... don't film anymore... it won't be good if Afei sees it..."

Damn it! My girlfriend was trying to hide it from me.

Uncle Zhong laughed heartily and thrust into my girlfriend a couple more times, making her gasp and moan. He said, "Don't worry, I'll tell you it's a computer-generated video!" It

was indeed a brilliant plan. If I hadn't seen Uncle Zhong having sex with my girlfriend myself, I would have believed him if he told me the video was computer-generated tomorrow.

After my girlfriend's worries were relieved, she began to writhe wantonly, and Uncle Zhong easily removed her clothes one by one. In the end, my girlfriend was completely naked, writhing on the sofa like a worm, her two large breasts shaking wildly as Uncle Zhong's large hands groped and rubbed them. He also flipped her legs up, and her little cunt was being thrust into with loud smacking sounds.

My girlfriend hugged Uncle Zhong tightly, muttering incoherently, "Good Uncle...fuck me...I like it when you do this...rape me roughly...ah...squeeze my tits until they burst...ah...it feels so good..." I never expected my girlfriend to say such lewd things.

Uncle Zhong chuckled and said, "You...you slutty bitch, aren't you afraid your voice will be recorded on a videotape?"

My girlfriend, drained and disoriented, laughed and said, "It's okay...tell him...these voices...are computer-generated...ah!" Damn it, what a little slut, trying to fool me!

Uncle Zhong seemed to have been with such a beautiful and slutty girl for a long time, so he was particularly enthusiastic this time. I saw that my girlfriend seemed to have already climaxed twice, her juices soaking a large area of the sofa. Uncle Zhong still seemed unsatisfied, continuing to thrust his huge penis. Even I, a young man in my twenties, felt ashamed of myself.

While having sex with my girlfriend, Uncle Zhong said to her, "Shaoxia, has my bedroom skill improved?"

My girlfriend said, "You...you're really...amazing tonight...I remember back in my freshman year...you only lasted ten minutes..."

What?! My girlfriend was tricked into taking photos by Uncle Zhong back in her freshman year. It turns out he not only swindled her out of money, but also deceived her virginity!

Uncle Zhong, delighted, said, "Haha, after I raped you that time, did you still miss my big cock? Haha!"

My girlfriend said, "I... I couldn't find you after that..."

Uncle Zhong continued to thrust into my girlfriend's little cunt, seemingly close to climax, and said, "It's alright, we have a long future ahead of us. After you marry Afei, we can see each other more often."

My girlfriend wrapped her legs around Uncle Zhong's fat waist, letting him continue his assault, moaning as she said, "Uncle... you're bad." "I've got it... I'm marrying into the Hu family... I won't be offering myself up to you... ah... ah... But... you bad uncle... might come knocking... to fuck me... then I can't help it..."

Uncle Zhong was overjoyed, thrusting forty or fifty times, panting heavily, saying, "This time... consider it my welcome gift... to you, the new daughter-in-law of the Hu family..." He couldn't say anything more, his body convulsing in waves, his huge penis inserted into my girlfriend's body.

My girlfriend's eyes rolled back in pleasure, it seemed Uncle Zhong had ejaculated quite a lot of semen! I wonder what the child will call Uncle Zhong if he gets my girlfriend pregnant!

After Uncle Zhong and my girlfriend finished their "work," I finally "slept it off." Uncle Zhong brought me a cup of tea to sober me up. My girlfriend was already fully dressed, giving me her cute and innocent smile. If I hadn't witnessed her lewd behavior, I wouldn't have believed she was that kind of girl.

Of course, this isn't my misfortune; I should say I'm lucky to have such a girlfriend, at least she satisfies my strange desire to humiliate her. I'm just a little worried: after we get married, will she still be having an affair with Uncle Zhong?

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