[Sex Education Handbook] Revised Edition (9)

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My name is Wang Xiaobo.

Because I have to go to school, I had to say goodbye to all my girlfriends.

XX University, located in the southeast of S City, isn't particularly famous, but it's still a top-tier university.

C City is over 2000 kilometers from S City, and it took a slow, swaying train ride of more than 20 hours

to get there. Since it was my first time here, my parents were worried, so they all came along.

Like a country bumpkin, I walked into the campus, and wow, it was definitely more impressive than my high school!

The square was

filled cacophony of cheers, shouts, and calls—a lively, bustling scene.

Guided by a helpful upperclassman, I found the registration desk and handed over my acceptance letter. Just

as I was about to leave, a pretty young woman walked by, and immediately a large group of "helpful" seniors swarmed over,

jostling me aside.

Well, the atmosphere at university is... really...

After finally getting through all the formalities and finding my dorm room, my parents gave me a thousand and one instructions, and I

nodded . Finally, my parents left, and the world returned to peace.

The dorm room was for four people, and the other three arrived one after another.

Since we were all the same age and had similar interests, we quickly became inseparable,

like old friends who had known each other for ages, practically ready to chop off chicken heads, burn joss paper, and become sworn brothers. Let

me introduce my roommates.

They are A-Lang, Glasses, and Little Snake.

A-Lang is from H city, with flowing long hair, and claims to be dashing and charming, having seen countless women and possessing extensive

experience in picking up girls, dating women from 8 to 80 years old.

Glasses is from B city, and naturally wears glasses, has a melon-shaped haircut, is good with computers, and looks

honest and unassuming.

Little Snake is a local from S city, not because he looks like a snake, but because his name sounds like a snake, and likes to tinker with strange

things, dreaming of becoming a superhero.

They all shared one common trait—a deep, utter sleazy sleazy.

As time passed and everyone became familiar with each other, almost every day, Ah Lang would

burst into the dormitory shouting, boasting, "Haha, I saw another beautiful girl!"

This guy's current job was to stand guard in front of the teaching building every day. According to him, he had to quickly

identify his target and strike first. His

reasoning was that he had consulted various authoritative sources online, and these sources clearly indicated that

newly enrolled female students only had a one-month shelf life—first come, first served!

As a wanderer with lofty ideals, Ah Lang constantly reminded himself not to forget his ideals,

or rather, his goals.

You wouldn't believe his ideal—to have the blood of a wanderer flow throughout the world, and to have

the legend of a wanderer spread far and wide.

It's said that he had already planned this ideal when he was 15 years old, which immediately astonished Glasses and Little Snake

.

"Want to know which college she's in? Want to know which classroom she attends in, which dormitory she lives in?"

Ah Lang said smugly.

"Yes! Yes!"

Glasses and Little Snake shouted excitedly, eagerly grabbing their little stools and sitting obediently at the table,

taking notes while listening intently, afraid of missing a single word.

They probably hadn't been this attentive even when they were in school.

"Hey, Bo-zai, hurry up and take notes, bro, I'm helping you escape this sea of suffering."

Seeing that I didn't move, Ah Lang took the initiative to call out.

"I'm not interested!"

I said casually.

I really wasn't interested. After getting used to mature beauties with big breasts and big butts, these girls, with no

breasts or butts, straight figures, were still green apples. How could they attract me

? "Not interested? Yesterday when you were on adult websites, you didn't even blink, you were practically jumping in. Still not

interested ? Are you shy? Hey, it's okay, bro won't laugh at you, you little virgin." Ah Lang teased.

Seeing that I was still unmoved, Glasses became anxious: "Brother Lang, don't worry about him, save me first."

Little Snake nodded in agreement.

"You're teachable, you're teachable. Alright, I'll rescue you two virgins first, remember that..."

Ah Lang

said with a look of satisfaction. Looking at Ah Lang's arrogant and cocky demeanor, I chuckled to myself: "Virgin on the left,

virgin , heh, I guess you're still a virgin yourself."

In the past month or so, I've really figured Ah Lang out. He's all talk and no

action, all theory and no practice. If you actually asked him to rob a woman, he probably wouldn't dare.

Glasses and Little Snake lack even that, so Ah Lang can only boast to them.

Ah Lang can only show off in front of these two.

In my opinion, he's just at the level of watching porn and masturbating; he's probably touched fewer women's hands

than I've slept with women.

A semester of school life passed quickly.

Winter break came, and I got busy, running around delivering warmth and care.

First, I had a heart-to-heart talk with Aunt Deng to comfort her lonely heart, and more importantly, to soothe her

body; then, I visited my aunt's family, sneaking over for a passionate tryst; then, I rushed back to my hometown

to send my loving blessings to Aunt Bai and help her recover.

Running around to several places left me exhausted.

Every holiday, I had to shuttle between several women, a situation that continued for two years.

The second semester of university ended, and it was summer vacation.

It's worth mentioning that during those two years, I grew very tall, exceeding 1.7 meters

, and became much stronger, thanks to the considerable exercise I did in university (the key was that I consciously tried to improve my physical fitness,

since there were so many women, and my short stature was starting to struggle).

In short, I was no longer that weakling.

Finally, I was back in City C! My women, I'm back!

Carrying my small bag, my joy never ceased the entire journey. When I arrived home, I ran into Aunt Deng

who was out buying groceries. I hadn't seen her for more than half a year, and she was still as beautiful and charming as ever.

Aunt Deng saw me, a glint of light flashing in her beautiful eyes. With a smile, she asked, "Xiao Bo, when

did you get back?" Her graceful figure made the entire scene pale in comparison

.

Compared to before, Aunt Deng was noticeably more beautiful, every gesture exuding an alluring

mature woman's charm. She stood there, a faint smile playing on her lips, her thin skirt swaying gently in the breeze, revealing her smooth

thighs and fair arms. She reached out a slender finger to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, her phoenix eyes glancing at me seemingly casually

.

Those few casual gestures were enough to stir my heart.

"Oh, Aunt Deng. I just got home, hehe, here's the stuff I'm carrying,"

I said with a smile.

"Oh, haha, come visit sometime!" Aunt Deng said casually, without saying anything more, picking up her shopping basket:

"I'm going to buy groceries now."

"Okay, Aunt Deng, goodbye!"

"Yeah, goodbye."

Aunt Deng and I passed each other. I went home to rest, while she continued with her business.

It seemed like a very ordinary neighborly conversation, but the implied meaning

was known only to Aunt Deng and me.

After several years of secret affairs, Aunt Deng and I had reached a tacit understanding—when we were out,

we wouldn't do anything too intimate to avoid arousing suspicion, and we rarely contacted each other proactively.

Usually we would just "bump into" each other by chance, exchange greetings, and chat about everyday things.

When she said something like "come visit her sometime," it was an implication, a

signal .

If I had time, I would reply with "okay" or "successfully." If I was really too busy,

I would immediately explain, for example, "I'm going to my grandma's tonight, I can't get away, I'll come visit another time."

Usually, Aunt Deng would take the initiative to signal my interest, while I was in a passive position. As far as I can remember,

I don't think I ever brought it up

with her. Of course, not every time we met, she would ask me out. Occasionally, it would be just

casual conversation among neighbors, a casual mention. Only when she said "come visit her sometime" did she imply that she was free that evening,

home alone, and needed my comfort.

This is the hard-earned experience I've learned.

I remember when Aunt Deng and I first started this clandestine relationship, I misunderstood her once.

One night, I was horny and, with a huge erection, knocked on her door, only to find Xu

Yang there too. The result was predictable: I ended up watching TV with Xu Yang all night, feeling incredibly frustrated,

while Aunt Deng just chuckled to herself. It was incredibly awkward.

Because she had needs, and I had needs too, it seemed natural that we maintained this

special relationship.

Afterwards, we wouldn't interfere in each other's lives; we went our separate ways.

In short, my relationship with Aunt Deng was peculiar—sometimes like strangers, sometimes like lovers,

both seeking a little excitement and comfort in our mundane lives.

Today, Aunt Deng gave me another signal. I caught a glint in her eyes—

the meaning was clear: she was incredibly craving. And me? I hadn't been with a woman for months, and

that burning desire was nagging at me, desperately needing release.

Aunt Deng's shapely and voluptuous figure was the perfect object for my venting.

After having dinner at home, I pretended to call my best friend, then made an excuse about an old classmate reunion and hurriedly left.

Of course, I wouldn't be going home tonight, hehe.

I pretended to wander around outside for a few minutes, and when I felt it was about time, I took a side road back and

sneaked to Aunt Deng's door when no one was looking. I gently knocked on the door.

"Knock, knock, knock."

In less than three or five seconds, the door opened, showing that Aunt Deng was already prepared.

We looked at each other and then didn't say anything.

I immediately slipped inside, and Aunt Deng closed the door immediately.

"Bang!"

The door slammed shut, and once again, only Aunt Deng and I were left in the house, a lone man and a lone woman.

"Have you eaten?"

As I took off my shoes, Aunt Deng had already walked in front of me, tidying her black hair

as she casually asked.

"Just finished eating."

I changed into a pair of comfortable slippers and then noticed that Aunt Deng had just taken a shower, exuding a

fresh clean fragrance.

Her graceful figure was enveloped in a soft nightgown, swaying gently, her curves alluring, her pert buttocks

swaying in front of me, so tempting.

I suddenly thought of an advertising slogan: "

It's great to be a woman!

" Hehe, today I'm going to "do" Aunt Deng a little.

"I'm going to take a shower!"

I said, heading straight for the bathroom.

"Hmm,"

Aunt Deng replied casually, ignoring me completely, and continued to style her hair with the hairdryer.

Aunt Deng didn't treat me like a stranger at all; she treated me like a husband coming home—you do your thing

, I'll do mine, and then we'll all go to bed and have a showdown.

I wasn't in a hurry, leisurely washing myself in the bathroom, scratching here, rubbing there.

Scratching my head, scratching my shoulders, rubbing my back.

I'm washing, I'm washing!

Finally, I'll rub my little brother.

Oh no! I've rubbed it too hard!!

As I dried my hair with a towel and walked out of the bathroom, Aunt Deng had already finished

getting ready and was sitting on the sofa, watching a family drama.

That was her only hobby; what else could she do all day alone? And this television had

kept her company through countless lonely nights.

I walked along, swinging my large penis.

Uh, I wasn't wearing underwear, completely naked.

It wasn't that I had an exhibitionist fetish; it was just how casual and spontaneous I was at Aunt Deng's house.

Aunt Deng glanced back at me, saw my nakedness, but didn't say anything. She was used to it and continued watching.

The only difference was that her gaze lingered on my penis for a second longer, and the

slight showed that she was genuinely happy.

I casually walked to the sofa and glanced at the coffee table in front of it.

Hehe, no condoms.

That means I can ejaculate inside her again today!

This is a long-standing tradition between Aunt Deng and me.

If Aunt Deng is unavailable, she will put out a condom, but one is never enough;

usually, she uses a dozen. If it's her safe period, there's nothing, which means I can

ejaculate inside her without restraint.

And today, there's nothing.

Great!

I hate the feeling of wearing condoms; it's not comfortable at all.

It's better to be open and see flesh.

I sat down next to Aunt Deng, inhaling her fragrance, feeling truly relaxed.

My penis was already starting to rise.

Without needing many words, I directly wrapped my arms around Aunt Deng's slender waist and pulled her into my embrace. Aunt Deng also

got up and sat on my lap with her plump buttocks.

Instantly, I felt a smooth and delicate touch on my thigh—Aunt Deng wasn't

wearing anything under her camisole nightgown.

I controlled my penis, throbbing back and forth, the glans rubbing against Aunt Deng's vulva. My penis

was wedged between the two plump labia, sliding back and forth, while a stream of honey-like fluid slowly flowed out, moistening

my penis and increasing lubrication.

My hands weren't idle either; I pulled off most of Aunt Deng's upper body, and her two round and firm breasts immediately

rolled out. I held one in each hand, playing with them gently.

Warm and soft!

The feel was truly wonderful!

"Hmm... stop it, I'm watching TV..."

Aunt Deng mumbled, slapping my thigh with her small hand to show her dissatisfaction.

"Mmm,"

I nodded obediently, but my hands didn't stop moving. Instead, I went further, pushing my head through Aunt Deng's

slender arm and taking the little red nipple on her breast into my mouth.

I curled my tongue around the small nipple and sucked hard, making "plop plop" sounds, even gently biting

and shaking it with my teeth. The pink nipple became more and more erect under the teasing of my tongue.

"Mmm... mmm... be gentle..."

Aunt Deng hummed softly, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly. Although she was still facing the television,

who knows how much she could actually see.

Her chest heaved, and she unconsciously twisted her waist. Her slender slit of flesh gripped my penis, rubbing it against my shaft with the

irregular folds of flesh, as if only in this way could she relieve the increasingly intense itching inside her vagina.

I turned the beautiful woman in my arms around her so that she was facing me, and began to savor her.

The vaginal secretions increased, making the entire vulva even more slippery. The pink little mouth between the folds of flesh opened

wider and wider. Without my deliberate guidance, my penis, in the natural friction, accidentally

pushed its entire purplish-red glans inside, which was happily taken in by Aunt Deng's little mouth.

I was sucking on Aunt Deng's big breasts, while Aunt Deng's vagina was also sucking on my big penis.

It did whatever I did.

I sucked, it sucked; I chewed, it chewed my penis.

"Quickly! Go in..."

Aunt Deng finally couldn't hold back anymore and urgently asked me. At this moment, she had no interest in watching TV. She

was completely aroused by the friction of my penis, and her vagina was incredibly itchy. She desperately needed something to go in and scratch and poke her.

Of course, the problem still needed my big penis to solve.

I hugged Aunt Deng's slender waist and pressed down, pushing the glans in inch by inch. With each step forward, the tender flesh inside her vagina

instinctively squeezed up, biting my flesh tightly and refusing to let go, making me feel so good that I could hardly breathe.

It seemed Aunt Deng hadn't eaten meat for months and was incredibly thirsty.

I was just as thirsty, my engorged penis throbbing, I kept pushing in, one step deep, the deeper it

went, the tighter it gripped.

Aunt Deng's vagina was incredibly tight, narrow and astringent, practically untouched. If it weren't for

my occasional help to open it up, I worried she might become a barren woman someday.

Each time, I had to exert a lot of effort to reach the bottom, like deflowering several women at once, but of course,

the pleasure in return was proportional.

Finally, my efforts paid off, and my glans finally kissed her clitoris.

"Huff, huff, Aunt Deng, it's so tight!"

I panted heavily.

"Huff, huff, thank you... Xiao Bo...!"

Aunt Deng was also exhausted, her body covered in fragrant sweat, looking exceptionally alluring.

"It's nothing."

Hehe, I'd be happy to trouble you again and again.

I continued to tease the beautiful woman, kissing her way down her full, soft breasts, her smooth, fragrant shoulders, her fair neck,

and her adorable little ears—leaving no part untouched, each leaving my fiery mark. Finally, I kissed Aunt Deng's

full, red lips, probing her mouth with my tongue to savor the sweet nectar. Aunt Deng responded passionately,

her nimble tongue entwining with mine, curling into a ball.

After a passionate kiss, I felt her vagina continuously overflowing with honey-like fluid, lubricating my penis, and my entire vagina

grew increasingly hot.

The time was almost right!

I withdrew her playful little tongue, a long, glistening drop of fluid hanging in the air. Aunt Deng's face flushed,

still wanting more, she looked at me dreamily, her eyes brimming with a spring-like water that seemed to want to drown me.

I held her slender waist and began to slowly thrust.

As the crease of my glans scraped against the inner walls of her vagina, the intense, stimulating sensation was

overwhelming . With each thrust, Aunt Deng gasped in pleasure, her breath trembling.

"Plop!"

With a muffled sound, my penis plunged in again, the massive glans squeezing back into her narrow, wet opening, slamming against

the very bottom of her vagina. Aunt Deng trembled with pleasure.

After about ten slow, warm-up thrusts, Aunt Deng was completely limp, leaning weakly against my chest.

"Was that good?"

I asked softly.

"So comfortable!"

Aunt Deng said sweetly, her eyes half-closed.

"Here I come!"

"Mmm..."

The gentle spring breeze slowly turned into a storm.

I grabbed the beautiful woman's body, held her tightly, and began to thrust violently and continuously like an electric motor.

"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!"

The violent sounds of flesh colliding echoed in the empty room.

A large amount of lustful fluid gushed out from our point of contact, scattering onto the floor like raindrops,

exuding a lewd honey scent.

Aunt Deng's two fleshy mounds were being pushed up and down, and the feeling of pleasure was like ascending to heaven, making her moan

uncontrollably .

She could no longer do much, only gripping my penis tightly with her honey hole, swinging, swinging,

her whole body like a joyful naked elf, flying up and down on my crotch, singing loudly. If

I hadn't been holding her, she would definitely have been thrown off.

Under the intense stimulation of pleasure, Aunt Deng's pent-up juices burst forth like a flood, gushing

from all directions, with a torrent of passionate fluid gushing from her vulva onto my glans.

I don't know how long Aunt Deng climaxed; the only thing I could feel was that my entire genitals, including my

thighs , were constantly being soaked by the hot juices, leaving a large puddle on the sofa, as if I were sitting

in a pool of steaming honey.

More importantly, the juices from her vulva kept spraying, drenching my glans, making me gasp with pleasure. Finally,

I pressed my beautiful body down heavily, my glans swelling dramatically, pressing firmly against her vulva, and roared.

Thump thump thump!

The semen that had been accumulating for half a year was all released at this moment.

The bulging vas deferens on my thick penis pumped visibly, pumping the thick semen

into Aunt Deng's uterus without leaving a trace.

I ejaculated for a full minute, my penis throbbing as if it were cramping. It was incredibly tiring, yet incredibly pleasurable

. Making love with Aunt Deng was like making love with several women at the same time—it was incredibly pleasurable.

Aunt Deng, on the other hand, was scalded by the semen, her eyes rolling back, her body convulsing as she trembled on top of me.

I once again took her full, firm breasts into my mouth, sucking them with gusto, my hands

roaming over and caressing her smooth, delicate back.

The beauty finally recovered from the afterglow of her orgasm, gently kissing my neck, then another, and

another.

Three kisses to express her affection.

"Was it good?"

I asked again.

Every man wants his partner's approval, and I was no exception.

"Mmm…it was wonderful…!"

Aunt Deng replied quite frankly.

Of course, she had always been this frank; she liked what she liked, wanted what she wanted, and craved what

she craved, rarely beating around the bush.

For the rest of the time, Aunt Deng and I cuddled together, chatting and laughing.

I told her some interesting stories from school to cheer her up. Most of the time, Aunt Deng listened,

occasionally chiming in with a comment or two, because she was only familiar with mundane family matters and rarely encountered anything new.

Sometimes, when the topic turned to family, she might talk more, offering a few complaints about her husband

or son, but only briefly, without going into too much detail. Usually, I

listened attentively at these times, without actively probing.

We both had a tacit understanding in this regard, neither wanting to get too involved in the other's life, because

if certain things were crossed, we might not be able to maintain our current free and unrestrained relationship. We had a very happy evening. 　　When we were tired, we watched TV and ate fruit; when we wanted to, we made love, whether on the sofa or the carpet , anywhere could be a battlefield. Lying in bed,

we 　　could chat and flirt, or engage in some passionate thrusting. 　　We did whatever we wanted! 　　Even in the middle of the night, waking up in the middle of the night, we would have an extra round of male-female wrestling… 　　In 　　the morning, the sunlight streamed in. 　　Although the beauty in my arms was no longer there, her fragrance still lingered on my fingers. 　　"Xiao Bo, time to get up, breakfast is ready!" 　　When Aunt Deng appeared, wearing an apron and smiling, I casually pulled her into my arms. 　　Hehe, let's have another "fresh breakfast" first, to perk us up, and the essence of the morning is the most nourishing for a woman. 　　Instantly, the whole room was filled with spring-like warmth again. 　　... 　　"Xiao Bo, take care!" 　　Aunt Deng saw me to the door. 　　"Okay, Aunt Deng, goodbye!" 　　I waved goodbye, leaving without a trace, only a dashing and tall silhouette (in my opinion). 　　"Bang!" 　　After the door closed again, no one knew what wonderful things had happened inside. 　　Aunt Deng continued to be a housewife, devoted to her husband and children, while I continued to play the role of a good student, harmless to everyone . 　　Truly— 　　once you enter the mortal world, it's like falling into a deep sea, and from then on, morals are a thing of the past!! 　　What a poem! 　　Thinking about it carefully, I realized I was just like a milkman, only this time delivering milk to Aunt Deng— special milk, of course. 　　Hmm! 　　A hardworking milkman, tireless and always ready to help others! 　　A modern-day Lei Feng, doing good deeds anonymously! 　　... 　　After just one day of rest at home, I rushed back to my hometown with my parents. 　　The journey was bumpy for five or six hours; I felt like my whole body was about to fall apart. If I had money, I would definitely build a road for my hometown first. 　　To get rich, build roads first! 　　If I had a million, I would definitely donate it all to build roads! 　　Ten million, I would donate that too! 　　A hundred million, I would donate it all! 　　If I had a hundred dollars, well, I wouldn't donate—because I actually have a hundred dollars in my pocket.

Upon arriving back in my hometown, of course I had to visit Aunt Bai.

This woman haunted my dreams; her gentleness, her captivating charm, all

fascinated . Whenever I was confused or facing difficulties, this was the woman I thought of.

Aunt Bai still possessed that serene, tranquil, warm, and elegant demeanor, but when she was alone with me,

she was so tender and passionate.

I pulled the beauty into my arms, closed the door, and after a passionate encounter, the room returned to

silence , broken only by the soft breathing of a man and a woman.

Aunt Bai lay comfortably on the headboard, her eyes slightly closed, enjoying my massage.

I sat on her full, pert buttocks, my large hands roaming over her smooth, clean back, ostensibly

giving her a massage, but really just taking advantage of the situation.

I could never tire of touching this naturally beautiful body. It

was delicate and smooth, leaving a lingering fragrance on my fingers.

"Are you going back in a couple of days?"

Aunt Bai asked, her cherry lips parting slightly.

"...Hmm."

I paused slightly.

"Can't you stay a couple more days?"

Aunt Bai asked again, her tone tinged with reluctance.

"Uh, there are some things to take care of at home, and..." I hesitated for a moment before honestly saying, "I

have to go see my aunt, uh."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Bai's delicate eyebrows twitched slightly, but she didn't say anything.

As for my relationship with my aunt, I had already told Aunt Bai everything.

Not only that, but I had also told her everything about which women I had been involved with, what I had done in the past, and all the things I had done from childhood to adulthood, whether

honorable not.

It wasn't that I was honest or stupid, but rather that I felt safe and comfortable when I was with Aunt Bai.

I , and I instinctively felt that this woman was someone I could trust, so I was willing to reveal everything to her.

After all, I had done far too many 'bad' things in the past, and these things had suppressed me for a long time. The

guilt often woke me up from nightmares.

And some things, once they were bottled up inside for a long time, were actually released, allowing me to let go and see things clearly, and

I could feel a sense of relief and liberation.

In fact, Aunt Bai is such a trustworthy person.

She is willing to listen to my heart, often enlighten me, and relieve my stress.

When I feel lost and confused, she always lends a helping hand and helps me solve my problems. No matter

the , at least she can comfort me, encourage me, and protect me, all out of the heart.

Our relationship is both teacher and friend; she is my confidante, able to help

me like a parent, to care for me like a lover, to understand me, and to stand by me through thick and thin.

It is precisely because of her help that I have not fallen into the abyss of lust,

and have been able to gradually return to the right path.

Of course, my no longer actively seeking out other women does not mean that I am willing to abandon everything I have now. Moreover,

the relationship between my aunt and me is not entirely physical.

Aunt Bai is also a woman; she certainly knows how much a woman needs spiritual support when she is idle and lonely,

even if that spiritual support is not allowed by society.

Everyone knows that we should remain rational. But when such feelings come too suddenly and intensely,

how many people can truly maintain them, especially since Aunt Bai herself is deeply involved?

Since she can't back out, she can only avoid making an even bigger mistake.

Therefore, Aunt Bai has always been very careful, very careful to maintain this beautiful relationship between us, so she

can understand my relationship with my aunt and me, which is beyond ethics.

"Are you still coming?"

Aunt Bai asked again.

"I might come, but I'm not sure. Because I have school arrangements this summer, I have to go back early

. If I stay in C City for too long, I might not be able to come."

I was telling the truth. This summer vacation was less than a month long, so I had to return early.

This was still considered good. You know, Aunt Bai's son—Wang Wei—is studying at a military academy and doesn't even have summer vacation. He can only come back during the Spring Festival

every year , which is why it's convenient for Aunt Bai and me to visit each other.

"Oh."

Aunt Bai responded lightly and didn't continue.

"Or, my aunt and I could come..."

I said softly, while carefully observing Aunt Bai's expression.

Before I could finish speaking, I was interrupted.

"Dream on, you little pervert."

Aunt Bai didn't even lift her eyelids, rejecting me outright. She knew exactly what I was thinking the moment I opened my mouth; she

was like a mind reader, no, a little person inside my stomach.

However, her attitude wasn't strong.

Looks like there's a chance!

I know Aunt Bai dotes on me the most. If I just use my charm and pleading skills, maybe I can actually succeed.

"Oh, Aunt Bai, please say yes."

I gently kneaded her round, perky buttocks while pleading.

I'm an adult, but I'm not at all uncomfortable pleading with Aunt Bai; it's quite easy for me.

(Uh, it sounds rather nauseating.)

"No."

Aunt Bai continued to reject me.

"I run back and forth like this all the time; it's tiring."

"Serves you right."

"If I waste too much time, I won't have time to spend with you."

"...Whatever." Her tone was no longer so firm.

"Oh, dear Aunt Bai, sweet Aunt Bai, please say yes, please say yes!"

I used all my persuasive skills, coaxing and pleading for over an hour, my tone so cloying I felt like throwing up myself.

Finally, I got Aunt Bai's nod.

Hehe, done!

As for my aunt, she's already my submissive, why would she object?

Probably?

But I didn't want to think too much about it. As long as Aunt Bai agreed, there wouldn't be any problem.

A threesome!

"You're lucky, you little lecher!"

Aunt Bai gave me a charming glare, her tone revealing a sense of helplessness and submission towards her child and lover.

"Hehe, hehe!"

I chuckled happily, scratching my head, and asked, "How should I tell Auntie? She won't object, will

she?"

"That's your problem,"

Aunt Bai said casually.

"Oh, good Aunt Bai, good Aunt Bai."

I used my ultimate trick again.

Sure enough, Aunt Bai finally gave me advice,

planning out exactly what to say and what to do, detailing every step.

I was secretly delighted; Aunt Bai was truly my capable helper!

"Aunt Bai, aren't you jealous?"

I asked foolishly.

"Of course I'm jealous! I hate you, you naughty thing!"

Aunt Bai feigned anger.

Hehe, the more she acted like that, the more it showed she wasn't really angry.

I immediately picked up the beautiful woman and rolled around on the bed.

Aunt Bai might have felt a little uncomfortable, but that didn't affect our relationship. She

wasn't a petty woman, and there was no direct conflict of interest between her and Auntie.

More importantly, as a woman, she couldn't give me the two most important things—marriage and

children . Since that was the case, she had no reason to ask anything more of me. Since she couldn't give me a future,

she wanted me to be happier now.

Of course, this also stemmed from her love for me.

The next day, I rushed back to City C.

When I arrived at my aunt's house, neither my uncle nor my cousin were there.

My uncle was, of course, busy with his company and had no time. My cousin, having just graduated this year, was

looking for a job in City S and hadn't returned. In her own words, she wanted to make a name for herself through her own efforts.

Quite ambitious…

Upon seeing my aunt, a 'meat feast' was naturally in order.

When I suggested taking her to Ping'an Village for a hot spring bath, my aunt happily agreed. However, after a short while,

she looked at me suspiciously and asked if I was hiding something from her.

I naturally denied it outright, only saying it was for relaxation, nothing else.

But my aunt remained suspicious.

A cold sweat ran down my back.

"A woman's intuition!" Oh, that's terrifying!

Without further ado, my aunt drove herself, and we left the city that very day. As for my uncle, well, he couldn't get away;

I hadn't even seen him in ages. He even told me to make sure my aunt had a good time.

Hehe, of course I wanted to have a good time!

That evening, I went to Ping'an Village again.

My parents had already gone back to City C at noon that day, so with no one to keep me in check, I became the little tyrant of the house again—

not the kind of bully who harasses men and women, you know what I mean.

Although my aunt and grandmother weren't related by blood, they'd met and

exchanged , so they knew each other.

Therefore, my aunt received a warm welcome, making her a little embarrassed.

After dinner, I took my aunt to the village entrance... Of course, the most important thing was to take her to a hot spring bath.

Aunt Bai and I had already agreed that her bathhouse would close early today, just to

make things convenient for me.

In the past two years, several large hot spring bathhouses have opened in the village, so Aunt Bai

's small bathhouse has become much less popular. Besides, Aunt Bai is a very easygoing person;

it's common for her to close early and open late, doing whatever she wants. The villagers are used to it, so no one suspects anything.

I led the way, while my aunt followed curiously behind, looking around.

I dared not hold her hand; that would be courting death. No zuo no die.

After a while, Aunt Bai's beautiful figure came into view.

"We're here,"

I said happily.

My aunt turned around and immediately saw Aunt Bai. A woman, and a beautiful one at that. Her brow

furrowed slightly, then relaxed.

"Aunt Bai, is the door still open? Can we still go in?"

I feigned a question, even though I already knew the answer, but I still had to go through this process.

"Yes, are there two people?"

Aunt Bai replied, glancing at me before turning her gaze to my aunt.

My aunt slowly walked over at that moment.

The two women's eyes met for the first time.

Only then did they truly see each other's faces clearly, and both were simultaneously astonished by each other's beauty.

A faint tension filled the air.

Although there were only the three of us there, and it was rather quiet, I could clearly feel the temperature around

me rising.

Oh no, oh no!

I mustn't be so competitive!

"Uh, okay, Aunt Bai, let's go in first."

I grabbed my aunt's wrist and hurriedly pulled her inside, replying hastily.

"Hmm,"

Aunt Bai's voice suddenly softened, and she smiled slightly at me. But when my aunt saw this, her

face immediately turned cold.

Oh no!

This wasn't part of our discussion! Aunt Bai, please don't trick me!

I silently prayed, "Amen, amen."

Upon entering the inner room, my aunt looked around and found it empty. A sense of

unease crept in, recalling what had just happened.

She looked at me and asked casually, "Who is she?"

"Oh, the owner here,"

I replied casually, though my heart was pounding.

"Really?" my aunt asked doubtfully.

"Of course!" I raised my voice to bolster my confidence. Besides, I was telling the truth, so what was there to be afraid of?

My aunt didn't say anything more and continued tidying up the clothes and toiletries.

Whew…

I breathed a long sigh of relief. It seemed I had finally gotten through it. I relaxed,

whistling .

Suddenly—

my aunt blurted out, "Is it her?"

"Um...uh?" I answered instinctively, then froze, hurriedly saying, "What? Is it her?

What do you mean?"

My aunt looked at me disapprovingly and snorted, "Hmph, don't try to fool me. I know you have a woman outside."

Huh?

How did my aunt know? I hadn't told her anything.

Was she following me? Impossible. That

shouldn't be possible!

However, what I didn't know was that women are particularly sensitive in this regard. Although I always made sure I was clean and

tidy , she could still smell something else in my hair or clothes—a faint

woman's fragrance. Once or twice might be accidental, but over time, she couldn't help but suspect, even though she had never

told me.

Not telling me didn't mean she didn't care. When she saw Aunt Bai today, her intuition told her it was this

woman.

So she was dissatisfied and unhappy.

Good heavens, even my parents didn't know about these things, yet my aunt had uncovered them from the slightest clues,

and she was right every time! Can you believe it?!

Of course, at this moment, I definitely wouldn't admit it, not even if it meant the last minute.

I hurriedly said, "No, no, nothing like that!" At the same time, I pretended to grab something, avoiding my aunt's gaze.

"Hmph, don't try to fool me. I felt something was off when you brought this up today, and you

stutter when you lie, hmph, now you won't even look at me."

My aunt added.

Oh my god!!

I cried out inwardly, was my performance really that bad?!

"I, I'll go wash up first."

I dashed into the men's bathroom as if escaping.

"Hmph, I'll see what tricks you're playing."

Another

light voice drifted from behind. Sigh, these women, none of them are easy to deal with, I'm still too young.

...

I soaked alone in the men's bath, quietly waiting.

"Bang..."

A very soft sound came.

I knew Aunt Bai had closed the door, and now only the three of us—myself, Aunt Bai, and my aunt—were left in the bathroom

.

The sound of slippers clattering and fading into the distance rang out; it was Aunt Bai, she had gone inside too.

Although I really wanted to go in now and have a one-man show with both of them, I knew it wasn't appropriate to go in now.

I had agreed with Aunt Bai that I would go over in half an hour, while she would stay there and ease the tension,

giving my aunt some time to adjust.

Tick-tock, tick-tock,

I mentally simulated a clock, calculating every minute and second.

How was Aunt Bai doing over there? What was my aunt like?

Had they started fighting?

Uh, probably not, at least I hadn't heard any noise.

Things seemed alright.

Time was passing so slowly, it must have been half an hour already.

I was getting impatient, if not half an hour, at least 10 minutes should have passed.

Oh well, that's enough, I'll handle my aunt.

I estimated the time, got up, grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my private parts, and hurriedly...

I .

I crept up to the door, pressed my ear to the window, and listened intently. Aunt Bai and my aunt were

chatting casually, their tone rather indifferent.

Thank goodness, at least it hadn't escalated to a tense standoff. It was my turn!

I smacked my slippers loudly outside the door to give them a heads-up, so

my appearance wouldn't be too sudden.

A few seconds later, I went in.

Aunt Bai and my aunt came into view—two beauties!

And my appearance… At that moment, both women turned to me simultaneously, their reactions differing.

My aunt instinctively tried to hide in the water, but upon realizing it was me, she regained her composure. Her beautiful eyes held

shock, but even more so, anger and displeasure.

Through her previous private conversation with Aunt Bai, and the subtle hints she'd received, she had essentially grasped the current

situation . Because she had considered this possibility beforehand, this moment wasn't entirely

unacceptable.

When Aunt Bai first appeared in the bathroom, my aunt had already understood; the conversation had

solidified her suspicions, but deep down, she still harbored a hope—or rather, a wishful thinking—that she had been wrong

. The moment I heard my footsteps, she finally understood that it was indeed true.

Confusion turned to shock, but she felt mostly anger, resentment that I had concealed the truth from her, and anger at my deception.

Completely opposite to my aunt, Aunt Bai maintained her serene and charming demeanor. Seeing me enter, she smiled slightly and

said softly, "You're here!"

as if greeting a familiar face.

The key point is that everyone is in the bathhouse, naked, so saying that sounds weird.

But it was precisely her casual tone that broke the awkwardness of meeting in this situation.

"Uh..."

I mumbled in response, gently slipping into the water and swimming towards the two women as quietly as possible.

At that moment, the entire bathhouse was deathly silent; everyone fell silent. I was really afraid that I might accidentally

make a sound and break the silence, causing one of the women to suddenly explode.

However, considering my aunt and Aunt Bai's personalities, that was definitely impossible.

But, better safe than sorry!

I groped my way over, and there was just enough space between my aunt and Aunt Bai, perfect for me.

I slipped in, using both hands to wrap around the slender waists of the two women.

When my palms touched those two soft spots at the same time, the feeling was simply—amazing!!

However, my aunt's body visibly trembled, and her body stiffened a bit; she seemed quite uncomfortable.

I didn't care about that, hehe, once I was in here today, there was no escaping.

I gently embraced them, one in each arm, my fingers fidgeting restlessly. Only now did I get

a proper look at them up close.

Aunt Bai's skin was even more delicate and fair, like a freshly peeled egg, with some bluish veins beneath her fair complexion.

Everything was clearly visible; their skin was flawless.

While my aunt's skin was also well-maintained, it paled in comparison to Aunt Bai's. However, Aunt Bai,

through her yoga practice, had a curvaceous figure, making her even more attractive.

In short, each

had their own charm. Naturally, I was overjoyed.

The three of us sat together in the water in this rather peculiar way. As for why I was there, no

one mentioned it, no one asked; everyone understood without a word, as if it were perfectly natural.

Some things, since everyone already knew, were best left unsaid to avoid awkwardness.

Aunt Bai smiled at me, while my aunt turned her head to the other side, showing me the back of her head.

A slight awkward silence fell .

Aunt Bai raised an eyebrow at me, signaling me to do something.

I coughed lightly, saying, "Ahem, ah, let's get acquainted. This is Aunt Bai. And this is my

aunt ." As I introduced my aunt, I put my arm around her waist and tried to pull her closer, but she clung to the shore

and wouldn't let go.

My plan failed, and I was left feeling snubbed.

"Pfft,"

Aunt Bai chuckled, her silvery laughter ringing out. She teased, "Sister Luo and I already introduced ourselves

. Did you have to say it?" She looked at me with a mocking expression, clearly laughing at my

failed .

I awkwardly touched my nose; it seemed I'd have to show off my skills.

I swam behind my aunt and gave her a bear hug, pulling her into my arms. She struggled slightly but couldn't

break free, so she simply remained still, frozen in place. While stroking her body, I said softly, "Aunt, when you're out having fun, try to be happy. Don't be like

this."

I tried to kiss her lips, but she wouldn't cooperate. I approached her from the left, she turned her head

to the right, I moved to the right and approached again, she turned her head to the left, always leaving me with only

the back of her head .

More importantly, no matter how I touched her, even teasing her with my large penis through a towel,

she didn't react at all.

After a few times, I got a little annoyed.

In this situation, even if I penetrated her, it would be like touching a lifeless lump of soft flesh,

completely boring.

Fine, let her be capricious, I couldn't be bothered anymore.

At worst, I wouldn't do a threesome, I'd just play in the water with Aunt Bai!

I let go of my aunt, letting her sulk, swam to Aunt Bai, pouted, and said loudly, "Forget it,

Aunt isn't feeling well today, let's ignore her, let's do our own thing."

Aunt Bai was also quite helpless, she didn't know what to do in this situation, she couldn't very well go up to her and say: Sister Luo

, don't worry, you're the older one, I'm the younger one.

She could only find another way.

Aunt Bai glanced at my aunt and suddenly smiled sweetly, "Go away, who wants to play with you...!"

"Hehe, if you don't play with me, who will?"

I chuckled and moved closer, forgetting all the unpleasantness from before. As I spoke, I reached for

Aunt Bai's towel. Her gleaming white body had already made me drool, and my erection stood proudly erect.

"You're so annoying! Let go! If you don't let go, I'll call for help!"

Aunt Bai slapped me with her small hands.

"Hehe, go ahead and call, no one will come even if you scream your lungs out!"

I pretended to be lustful and quickly stepped forward, pulling the naked beauty into my arms.

The two of us laughed and played, splashing water everywhere.

I gently kissed Aunt Bai's fragrant body while using my hand to support my huge penis underwater. Once I was in position,

the head of my penis pressed against Aunt Bai's vulva, finding the entrance.

With a gentle upward thrust, I simultaneously guided Aunt Bai's body downwards, little by little. Instantly, the glans parted her delicate

opening, and the monstrous shaft slowly disappeared into her mouth.

"Ah, gently, ah, ah,"

Aunt Bai moaned softly, biting her lower lip, her eyes slightly narrowed, as if savoring the pleasure of penetration.

The glans slowly moved in, surrounded and squeezed by the fresh, tender flesh, becoming tighter the deeper it went, passing through layer after

layer, constantly squeezing into that narrow opening, making me gasp for breath.

Finally, the entire penis was fully inserted, and I became one with Aunt Bai once again.

"Ah, ah, ah,"

just from this one thrust, Aunt Bai gasped in pleasure.

I didn't even need to see; just hearing the sounds, I knew what we were doing.

I was a little puzzled. It felt good, but I'd never seen her react so strongly before!

Before I could even rest for a while, Aunt Bai eagerly urged me to get moving.

Okay.

I slowly began to move, and with each thrust, Aunt Bai would moan ecstatically, her face flushed, her eyes

glazed, as if she had reached the pinnacle of pleasure.

Huh?

Was I really that vigorous today? How come Aunt Bai looked so weak and limp after only a couple of thrusts?

Just as I was wondering, Aunt Bai suddenly patted my thigh quietly, raised an eyebrow slightly, and gestured towards my aunt with

her lips. The look of passion in her eyes was completely gone.

Before I could think further, I followed Aunt Bai's hint and saw my aunt crying alone. My aunt's

head was lowered, her eyes tightly closed, her eyelashes wet, and tiny tears were dripping

into the sink.

She looked so pitiful.

Why was she crying?

Hey, I tried to talk to you earlier, but you ignored me. Now, I'm having so much fun, and you're sobbing like that

. It's really inexplicable.

I didn't want to pay attention to her, but Aunt Bai's eyes kept giving me hints.

It's just asking me to coax and comfort her, but aren't I "comforting" you right now?

Fine, fine.

It makes me uncomfortable that my aunt keeps crying like this.

I could only pull out my damp, steaming hot dandelion, shrug apologetically at Aunt Bai, who

instead gave me a mysterious smile, as if she had everything under control.

Because Aunt Bai had heard me talk about my aunt before, she knew that the latter was actually a very soft-hearted woman, prone to emotional outbursts.

Joy was hidden deep inside, and Aunt Bai's previous seductive gestures and moans were all deliberate, designed to let my aunt's

resentment accumulate until it all erupted. Then, I would step in to comfort her and

take her down with lightning speed.

I didn't understand Aunt Bai's good intentions, but I knew my aunt was a very gentle woman at heart,

not the type to threaten suicide at the slightest provocation. When she was particularly upset, she would usually secretly

wipe away her tears .

Whenever this happened, I could soothe her while using a little force, conquering her and making her

feel comfortable and happy, letting her release all her pent-up resentment. Afterwards, of course, it would be joy again.

I was quite experienced in comforting my aunt.

I swam to her, ripped off the towel wrapped around her, and pulled her into my arms,

holding her (this step was crucial; I couldn't let her break free—that's how it's portrayed in TV dramas, you know).

As expected, my aunt struggled fiercely in my arms. She had only been crying silently a moment ago, but my embrace only

intensified her sobs. However, I'm no longer the small boy I once was. Her feeble attempts to

break free were no match for my clutches. Heh heh, the soft flesh of her breasts rubbing against my skin only

fueled my lust.

Feeling her struggles lessen, I gently lifted her shapely buttocks,

aimed my swollen penis at her honeyed entrance, rubbed it a couple of times, and then, with a thrust, the head of my penis disappeared into her

vagina

My aunt, who had been sobbing, choked abruptly with a gurgling sound, her voice

suddenly cut off, like a speaker being suffocated. She silently rested her head

on my shoulder, her small hands pinching my back.

I continued to push my penis in slowly and steadily, my proud glans leading the way, forcefully pushing

aside and forcing its way forward.

As my penis penetrated deeper, my aunt's small hands gripped tighter, her pearly teeth even lightly biting my shoulder;

that slightly itchy and painful sensation only aroused me more.

With a 'plop,' my penis thrust in quickly, the large glans slamming into her clitoris.

A resounding 'smack' echoed as her clitoris gushed forth nectar.

"Mmm…"

my aunt let out a soft moan of pleasure, involuntarily releasing her grip on my lips.

Without needing a word, I began to thrust impatiently, the burning desire within me almost

unbearable , desperately needing a sweet place to release.

I grabbed my aunt's body, sat her in the water, and thrust upwards again and again, my large penis

going in and out of her vagina, each thrust creating a turbulent uproar like boiling water.

"Pfft!"

A muffled thunderous sound echoed underwater, from my violent thrusting. My aunt clung to my neck,

rising and falling on top of me, her eyes closed, tears still clinging to her eyelashes. Each time my penis plunged deep inside,

she let out a soft moan of pleasure. But the thought of someone watching made her shy,

and she dared not look up.

Noticing her shyness, I knew she hadn't let go yet; apparently, the thrusting wasn't forceful enough, and

sitting in the water was too strenuous.

I lifted my aunt and stood up, splashing water everywhere.

The beautiful woman in my arms clung to my neck like a child. I spread her beautiful legs, roughly holding her, my

monstrous penis savagely thrusting into her honeypot.

With each step I took, that huge penis would plunge in quite a distance, then be forcefully pulled out, the whole

scene possessing a primal and naked beauty.

This scene, falling into Aunt Bai's eyes, caused the beauty's cheeks to flush crimson. Her gaze instinctively tried to avert,

yet she wanted to watch even more. Finally, she stared unblinkingly at the point of union, her breasts heaving,

a surge of : This, so shameful, is this how Xiao Bo and I usually do? So shameful, yet it feels so wonderful.

Aunt Bai felt the trickle of love juice flowing from her honeyed crevice, her legs involuntarily becoming effeminate.

Not to mention Aunt Bai, my aunt in my arms was already too ashamed to open her eyes, burying her head in my chest like an ostrich,

a shy and charming look, just waiting for my tenderness.

I placed my aunt on the ground by the pool and immediately pressed myself down roughly, grabbing her ankles so her round,

plump buttocks were raised high, her entire vulva under my penis. Without a word,

I thrust my huge cock in fiercely to the hilt.

"Plop!"

A gush of lustful fluid splashed out from her honeypot, leaving a bright trail in the air.

I pulled out my cock hard and pressed down again.

"Plop!"

I continued!

I thrust wildly, each time with maximum force, losing count of

how many times I'd already done it. The intense pleasure of the thrusting made my heart pound wildly, my face flushed, and

veins bulging on my forehead.

My aunt was already swept up in the waves of pleasure, shaking her buttocks, her love juices spraying freely from her honeypot

. She no longer cared about shame; at this moment, all she could do was moan and release the intense pleasure brought on by

the climax .

"Ah…!"

The entire bathtub echoed with cries of pleasure.

As I thrust my massive penis deep inside one last time, I could no longer restrain myself. With a roar, my glans

swelled violently, and gushes of semen shot into her flower. My aunt responded once more, her joyful juices spraying tirelessly at me; I'd lost count of how many orgasms

she'd had . 　　I was panting heavily, while my aunt was already half-conscious from being fucked, her body twitching slightly , indicating she was still in a state of frenzy. A　　murky white liquid gurgled out, her vagina overflowing . 　　Aunt Bai stepped forward, gently wiping my sweat, her eyes full of affection, and of course, I also saw the intense desire and longing in her eyes. 　　"You must be exhausted!" 　　Aunt Bai asked with concern. 　　"Huff, huff, not bad," I replied.

I gasped for breath, stood up, and pulled out my large, erect penis, still steaming hot

and covered in precum, looking like a warrior just returned from the battlefield, still in good spirits, except for the swollen,

red glans.

I made a move to push Aunt Bai to the ground, but she stopped me, asking worriedly, "Are you alright?" "

Of course! Huff, puff!"

A man can't say he can't. Especially for my beloved Aunt Bai, no matter how tired or difficult, I

have to go for it!

"Rest a bit!"

Aunt Bai continued, seeing how heavily I was breathing, her tone leaving no room for argument.

I hesitated for a moment, feeling the love and tenderness in Aunt Bai's eyes, and then stopped insisting. I gently pulled this lovely woman

into my arms, rubbing my cheek against her small face, savoring her gentleness and tenderness.

Aunt Bai, truly the one who knows me best. To have her love is truly my greatest fortune, a blessing

from my ancestors .

The following time was a joyful time for Aunt Bai and me. After my aunt woke up, her attitude changed

a lot . Even when she saw Aunt Bai and me in the middle of our "battle," she didn't say anything, just sat quietly to the side, slightly shy.

That night, I naturally fulfilled my long-held dream of having two lovers at once.

Aunt Bai and my aunt's relationship improved a lot. To say they were as close as sisters would be a lie, but they were

much more harmonious than before, chatting and laughing.

This was naturally good news for me.

...

After another night's rest, my aunt and I said goodbye to Ping'an Village and started our journey home. Hehe, Aunt Bai made

up an excuse to go to the city and hitch a ride.

Why go?

Duh, the village is so small. It's okay to have fun occasionally, but it's easy to get noticed eventually

. It's better to go outside.

After leaving Ping'an Village, the atmosphere in the car became much more sensual.

My aunt had to drive because neither Aunt Bai nor I could, so we had to trouble her.

At first, everyone chatted, but after an hour or two, Aunt Bai and I started laughing and

joking .

Of course, it was all me being mischievous; I'm playful. Aunt Bai wasn't like me; she sat properly, but I

couldn't resist . Who could resist such a beauty?

I teased her every now and then, touching her beautiful legs one minute, and wrapping my arms around her slender waist the next.

Aunt Bai seemed a little reserved in the car, occasionally pulling away from my clutches and giving me a disapproving look, but

after a while , she couldn't withstand my relentless bombardment. Before long, I had stripped her bare, embracing her

body, touching her all over, kissing her here and there, almost ready to pull down her pants and get down to business.

"Screech..."

The ear-piercing sound of rubber scraping against the stone pavement rang out, and the car screeched to a halt.

"What's wrong, Aunt?"

I asked, puzzled.

"I'm not feeling well,"

Aunt mumbled, slumping over the steering wheel, motionless. She

was perfectly fine this morning, wasn't she?

Just as I was wondering, Aunt Bai straightened her disheveled clothes, patted my back, and gently pointed at Aunt.

Oh, I see.

This Aunt was throwing a tantrum again.

I climbed from the back seat to the passenger seat, leaned out the window, and cautiously looked around. No one was there, and it

was a small road with very little traffic.

I whispered in my aunt's ear, "Auntie... wake up..."

She ignored me, remaining slumped there, seemingly unconscious.

Sigh, how are we going to get home without a car? It's getting dark.

I had to resort to my best trick: one hand on her waist, the other through her thigh, and I pulled her into

my arms .

Of course, sitting sideways, I couldn't actually lift her. But as soon as I did, my aunt sat up and leaned into my arms, then lay motionless

on my chest . 　　Hey, your acting is terrible. 　　I slipped my fingers under my aunt's long black dress and touched her panties—they were soaking wet. I parted the panties and continued deeper, touching her vulva. 　　Wow, it's so wet! No wonder she's uncomfortable. 　　My fingers gently teased her pink nipple, and my aunt's face flushed crimson. She let me do as I pleased, remaining silent . 　　I carefully pulled my large penis out from under my trousers, immediately covering it with my long skirt, and thrust it into her wet vulva. 　　"Feeling better now?" 　　I said with a wicked smile. 　　My aunt pursed her lips, her face flushed, and although she didn't speak, her expression told me everything. 　　The car needed gas, and I was refueling my tired aunt. 　　The car swayed slightly, recording a beautiful anecdote in the afterglow of the setting sun. 　　However, at this moment, only one sentence echoed in my mind: 　　Women are troublesome! 　　Two women, a huge problem, and exhausting!

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