My Mother, Xu Qiuman, Chapter Nine

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Author 　　: 　　zq199433
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********** 　　... 　　The clear tapping sound of wooden floorboards continued from behind the door. Mom woke up too. The sound was... 　　the sound of Mom's snow-white little feet stepping on the floor... Listening to the sounds coming from behind the door, my lower body unconsciously formed 　　an astonishing curve. Last week, I accidentally saw Mom wearing stockings and ejaculated all over my 　　underwear... I covered my crotch tightly, went into the bathroom, and looked at my flushed face in the mirror. A wave of shame washed 　　over me... 　　Ever since that drunken nap until noon last time, Xu Qiuman felt her body was full of vitality, 　　and her complexion was even more rosy. Mom didn't know that it was Chen Yongqing's hard work that brought about this wonderful change. 　　Today is Friday, and Mom is in an unusually good mood because it's also the day Dad is coming home! Xu Qiuman 　　was only wearing a white lace bra and a matching pair of panties. Her proud bust revealed 　　a large expanse of dazzling cleavage, and her snow-white skin made her look like 　　a holy fairy who had stepped out of a paradise on earth! Sacred and inviolable. 　　Mom carefully examined the drawer full of underwear, a conflicted expression creeping onto her beautiful face. Then, as if making a 　　decision, she used her delicate hands to rummage through the layers of clothing, pulling out a thin pair of black pantyhose from the depths of the drawer. Gently 　　pinching open the top, she bent slightly, lifted one of her fair legs, and slipped the pantyhose over the thigh. Then, her long, 　　slender leg, radiating a hazy beauty, lightly touched the ground, adjusted her supporting leg, and 　　slowly pulled the other end of the pantyhose up from her bare ankle until the glossy silk completely covered 　　her firm, pert buttocks. It was clear that the smooth black pantyhose began to cover her fair feet 　　, rising upwards until it stopped abruptly three centimeters above her waist, where the black stockings and snow-white skin formed 　　a distinct dividing line. 　　Her mother's hands traced a line along her thighs and buttocks, checking for any wrinkles. 　　A blush crept onto her delicate neck. These were Wolford high-end stockings Zhang Chenglin had brought back from a business trip to Europe. 　　They were indeed smoother and softer than ordinary stockings, but these were slightly different. 　　There was a fist-sized cutout at the crotch between the legs. Chenglin had begged her several times before she would wear them. 　　That time, he easily crossed her defenses, embracing her with more excitement and passion than ever before 　　, making her lower body burn . 　　She hadn't worn them since. Thinking of this, 　　Xu Qiuman's pretty face flushed. Her husband had been working hard for the family for so long; today she wanted to give him 　　a surprise! 　　********** ... 　　Startled by the sudden voice, Mom turned around. The grade leader, Tian Song, wearing black-rimmed glasses, 　　had a chubby face beaming with smiles. " 　　No, I'm getting old. I just try to comfort myself by dressing nicely," 　　Mom replied politely and modestly. 　　Mom was indeed dressed beautifully today. Her long, flowing black waves cascaded down like a waterfall 　　. Her rosy cheeks and expressive eyes radiated the alluring charm of a mature woman. Her lips, 　　accentuated by pale pink lipstick, were incredibly seductive. Seeing this, Tian Song couldn't resist the urge to forcefully push the beauty before him 　　aside and lick her alluring lips. It was clear that Xu Qiuman had spent considerable time on her makeup; 　　the appropriate application added a touch of sexiness and charm to her already elegant and noble face. 　　A light blue, tight-fitting blouse clung tightly to her rounded breasts, which 　　appeared so full and firm against the fitted fabric. Her slender waist showed no signs of having given birth. Looking down, the dark purple 　　floral mini-skirt barely reached five centimeters above the knee, and her long, slender legs in black stockings shimmered in the sunlight 　　. 　　As the beauty turned to leave, a soft thud escaped her lips. Tian Song stared, mesmerized, at Xu Qiuman 's 　　hazy legs beneath her black stockings. His gaze traveled from his mother's red high heels upwards, to her black-stockinged legs, the floral mini-skirt, and finally to her 　　round, firm buttocks, lingering there. 　　Each touch of those six- or seven-centimeter stilettos against the ground seemed to tease his nerves. 　　Behind his black-rimmed glasses, a dark expression crept across his fleshy face. 　　[That slut, she always makes me itch. If I were her husband, I'd make her bedridden every day!] 　　His mother had long known that the grade leader behind her harbored ill intentions towards him; his behavior at the last dinner party and 　　the lustful look in his eyes had confirmed it. Having lived to this age, I've long 　　since developed a composed attitude towards life. Besides, Tian Song is my superior; of course, I can't possibly give him the 　　cold shoulder. I just need to be careful and wary of him. Now at school, all I want to do is teach and nurture students well. 　　[Last lesson we discussed seven passages from the Analects, centered on the principles of benevolence and righteousness, focusing on the cultivation of character 　　. The first three passages discuss how to deal with wealth and poverty. Who can summarize 　　the main content of the last four?] 　　My mother, holding her textbook, paced the corridor between the desks. A serious mother is the most beautiful. Her students 　　also greatly admire this polite, humble, and responsible homeroom teacher. No one dared to sleep in her class 　　. This is partly because the students in this key middle school have a high overall quality, and partly because it reflects the effectiveness of my mother's teaching methods.

The format never felt dull or boring.
【Hu Tian, you answer this.】
The boy, with fair skin, calmly and composedly read aloud, 【The last four sections mainly discuss
the important position of "benevolence" in Confucian thought. The fourth section reflects Confucius's self-improvement, wisdom, and optimism; the fifth section
reflects a lifelong sense of social responsibility to practice benevolence; the sixth section reflects Confucius's
noble character in pursuing "benevolence" in adversity; the seventh section… um…】 The boy pondered for a moment. 【The seventh section affirms
the spirit of those with noble aspirations who are willing to sacrifice themselves for benevolence!】
【Very good, sit down】
The mother noticed the admiring gaze the girl next to Hu Tian cast when he sat down, and secretly rejoiced
. This Hu Tian was her class monitor and the representative for Chinese language; in fact, besides Chinese, he was among the top students in all other subjects
, and he never missed a scholarship every year. As a teacher, the luckiest
thing is to have such a bright and eager student. What makes me even more gratified is that 90%
of the students in my class are hardworking and studious. As a key school, No. 2 Middle School in the city uses strict admission scores to
eliminate most of the students at the beginning of the enrollment process, leaving behind what can be said to be the best students in the region.
Imagining the joyful expressions on my students' faces when they receive their desired 　　university acceptance letters 　　next summer, a
sense of happiness and pride welled up within 　　me. 　　Their 　　faces 　　radiated confidence 　　as they intently studied their textbooks, picked up the chalk, and began 　　to
write 　　…
**************** 　　... 　　"Teacher Xu, are you here to pick up Xiaoming from school?" 　　"Hello, Auntie!" 　　Xu Qiuman paused, seeing Wang Gang greeting her while holding Wang Qiang's hand. 　　"Yes, I happen to be free today." 　　Wang Qiang couldn't reconcile the image of the beautiful, capable teacher before him 　　with the woman he'd seen moaning in bed that day. 　　Parents and children gradually left the school. Xu Qiuman checked her watch—3:45 PM—she was 　　a little late! She couldn't afford to leave a bad impression on Xiaoming's teacher again. Thinking this, she quickened her pace and started jogging 　　. The rapid clicking of her high heels in the corridor drew everyone's attention 　　. 　　"Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry, I was assigning weekend homework to the class, I'm late." 　　A greasy head slowly lifted, revealing a noticeable bald patch, resembling a Mediterranean pattern 　　. The remaining hair was dry and frizzy, clearly indicating the owner's lack of concern for their appearance. The man with the bald 　　head, busy grading papers, looked up, completely unaware of 　　what his student's beautiful mother was saying. The woman, bathed in the setting sun, wore a fitted blouse, a sexy dark purple short skirt 　　with tousled hair, black stockings, and red pointed high heels. Combined with the intellectual, gentle voice in his ear, Zhou 　　Changhong was momentarily aroused, his penis forming a startling curve. 　　"Ms. Xu, it's not late, come, please sit down." 　　The man with the bald head gestured to the wooden sofa beside him, remaining seated to conceal his embarrassment. 　　"Wait a moment, let me finish grading this paper!" 　　【Okay!】　　Mom's sitting posture was quite alluring. Her shapely thighs were crossed under her floral mini-skirt, her 　　beautiful legs leaning to one side, and the base of her stockinged buttocks could be faintly seen from the side. Qiu Man was wearing black 　　stockings today, and they had a thicker design at the base, so she wasn't worried about any wardrobe malfunctions. 　　Under the guise of grading homework, the bald man used the thick stack of homework on his desk as cover to secretly observe the 　　beautiful woman sitting diagonally in front of him. Her mini-skirt had been pulled up quite a bit when Mom sat down, revealing her full, long 　　, black-stockinged legs stretching out freely, then downwards at the knees. She extended her legs at an 80-degree angle, one beautiful leg draped 　　over the other, her burgundy high heels dangling slightly in mid-air, the seven-centimeter heels gleaming 　　and making one's heart itch. Xu Qiuman, though elegant and poised, 　　exuded a captivating charm with her alluring attire and fiery figure. 　　Perhaps the office air conditioning was too cold; Mom would sometimes cross her arms, rubbing her exposed, pink 　　upper arms up and down, sometimes caressing her short skirt, her hands gently stroking her thighs clad in thin stockings, her fingertips 　　making a soft rustling sound as they touched the stockings. 　　[Xiaoming's English is so bad, it's a pity that my husband and I aren't good at English either. He's already in his first year of high school, and I 　　know in my heart that if I don't take responsibility as a mother now and help Xiaoming with his studies, I'll probably 　　regret it for the rest of my life.] Thinking of this, the mother looked up at the window, her beautiful eyes revealing worry. 　　Zhou Changhong, who had been secretly observing, quietly opened the bottom drawer and took out a package. 　　[I'm sorry! Teacher Xu, I've kept you waiting!] 　　[It's okay, you can just call me Xiao Xu. Xiaoming's poor grades must have troubled you, 　　I should be the one apologizing.] 　　The mother said apologetically, lifting her short skirt, and was about to get up. 　　[It's what I should do, please sit down, I'll make you a cup of tea.] 　　After saying that, he turned around, picked up the thermos, and while Xu Qiuman wasn't paying attention, poured a packet of white powder into the tea. 　　After it was mixed with the tea, the bald man turned back to Qiuman, placed the cup on the coffee table, and sat down 　　opposite the mother. 　　[Where is Xiaoming now?]

"He's in the classroom now. I gave him a test paper; he's probably only halfway through."
Zhou Changhong glanced at his watch and picked up a report card from the side.
"Zhang Ming only scored 42 points on the last test, which is the lowest in the class. I hope his parents will take
this seriously."
Seeing Zhou Changhong's serious expression, the mother also became grave. "It's all my fault. I put too much pressure on him.
Xiaoming doesn't want to study at all now." Even though she was a teacher at a top high school,
she was completely at a loss when faced with her son's problem…
"First-year high school English is still at the beginner level. If he falls behind during this period,
his grades will very likely hit a new low in his senior year. Considering Zhang Ming's usual study habits, I think this is not impossible
." Zhou
Changhong, feigning seriousness, carefully observed the beauty before him. After mentioning Zhang Ming's situation, her
nervousness became visibly heightened. Her pretty face was furrowed, her brows furrowing, making her appear pitiful. Her beautiful legs
shifted constantly, drawing his gaze involuntarily. Several times, he almost caught a glimpse of
the mysterious area between her legs! Recalling his previous near-miss, he was determined to give this beautiful female teacher
, Zhang Ming's mother, an unforgettable memory! With this thought, a lewd smile inadvertently crept onto his feigned
serious expression.
Xu Qiuman, intently watching Zhou Changhong, noticed this strange smile. Coupled with his seemingly
unintentional stares at her thighs, a flicker of panic crossed her mind. The thinning-haired middle-aged man before her
gave her a vague sense of danger.
However, remembering how she had skillfully dealt with lecherous men in the past, her smooth-sailing
life and successful career instilled in her confidence in handling all matters. Thinking back to
the last party where he had helped her out, could she be overthinking things? With a hint of doubt, she picked up her teacup and took a sip.
Her mother straightened her short skirt, her beautiful legs returning to their relaxed, slightly crossed position, her
calm and confident demeanor restored.
Seeing Xu Qiuman drink the tea he had laced with drugs, the bald man could barely contain his elation
. If he weren't so experienced, he would have pounced on the beauty before him. He knew that
his haste last time had cost him everything, and now was not the time.
[I wonder if Zhang Ming is getting any tutoring outside of school?]
[No…because he's always been against tutoring.]
[Xiao Xu, I have to say something to you. Interest isn't the only motivation for learning.
The most important thing is to find every possible way to improve his grades and get him into a university. ] [Mom paused slightly. "On this point,
Teacher Zhou and I have different opinions..."]
To argue with Zhou Changhong about the driving force behind learning, Mom abandoned her usual friendly demeanor, arguing meticulously and logically
.
The Mediterranean-faced man stared in surprise at Xu Qiuman, this beautiful teacher from No. 2 Middle School, who seemed almost otherworldly
. The usually gentle and refined female teacher had this side to her.
["I hope Teacher Zhou can cultivate Xiaoming's interest in learning when teaching him, instead of simply using
a sea of questions to improve his grades."]
Mom calmed herself down, feeling a bit parched after her long speech. A delicate
hand picked up a teacup and brought it closer to her…
Watching Xu Qiuman unknowingly drink the tea she had drugged, her breasts, encased in a shirt
, heaving dramatically after the debate, a fire rose within her. "I'll properly develop Zhang Ming, and later I
'll properly develop your body too, hehehe…"
Was the air conditioning too hot? Or was she just too excited? Her body felt a little hot.
Zhou Changhong inadvertently noticed a bead of sweat trickling down Xu Qiuman's temples, her shapely
legs in stockings shifting positions. Xu Qiuman, feeling a growing warmth, instinctively picked up her teacup and took a couple more sips. Based on
his interactions with her, he knew that such an elegant and virtuous woman must be very concerned about her
reputation. He had just given her an imported aphrodisiac; if he could take a picture of her when the drug took effect
, he could force her to submit. Besides, she loved her mentally challenged son so much; if he promised to take good care of him, he
believed she would comply.
Zhou Changhong had used similar methods to coerce many parents, and his extensive experience made him stubbornly believe his
plan was foolproof.
[Teacher Zhou, still working overtime? I'll go now.]
Zhou Changhong was incredibly excited. Outside the window walked the renowned, outstanding teachers of the Fourth Middle School, who often worked late
into the night. He had left; presumably, most of the other teachers had also left. It was time!
Hearing the sound, the mother looked out the window. The evening sun was gradually being torn apart by the hazy night.
The campus outside the window was unusually quiet; presumably, most of the students and teachers had left. Coupled with the faint
heat rising from her body, she felt a little flustered; it was probably time to leave.
"Teacher Zhou, it's getting late. Xiaoming should be finishing his test soon. Let's talk another day.
I learned a lot today."
The mother politely said goodbye to the balding man and got up to leave.
"Wait… wait a minute… I mean, there's a file I need you to look at, about Zhang Ming
. The homeroom teacher gave it to me."
"Xiaoming's file?"
Hearing it was her son's file, the mother immediately became serious again. Just as she was about to continue asking questions, a wave of heat
came from her lower abdomen. She suddenly felt hot all over and weak in her limbs. Wearing 7cm high
heels, she stumbled slightly.
Zhou Changhong's eyes lit up, and he quickly put his arms around her, pretending to be calm.
"What's wrong, Ms. Xu? Are you feeling unwell?"
Just as she was bewildered by her sudden physical ailment, she realized she was leaning against Zhou
Changhong, her delicate hand being held by him. Her face instantly flushed red.
"I'm sorry, I think I've been sitting for too long. I'm anemic and a little dizzy… Where is Xiaoming's file?"
Realizing her unusual physical condition, Xu Qiuman just wanted to end the interview as quickly as possible.
"It's in the inner room, come with me." Mediterranean was almost shouting excitedly.
The poor mother had been sitting still, and focused on her son,
hadn't paid much attention to the changes in her body.
Xu Qiuman looked inside and saw a small door at the back of the office. The dimly lit room was completely dark. "It's there." 　　The mother followed Mediterranean's direction into the inner room. As the light came on, she saw a 　　small room of about twenty square meters. In the center of the room was a small bed with railings, some of which were even rusty.
There were only 　　some cabinets, books, test papers, and a few small items around it. The dilapidated room didn't even have a window; it was probably for 　　teachers to rest in. 　　"It's on the bedside table." Thinking 　　there was something wrong with my file, Mom hurriedly walked to the bedside, completely unaware that 　　Zhou Changhong had quietly locked the door behind her… 　　Until she heard the door lock behind her, a sense of crisis instantly enveloped her. Just as she was about to turn around and question him 　　, a powerful clairvoyance came from behind her. Caught off guard, Xu Qiuman was shoved onto the bed. The old bed 　　had only a thin mattress, and the strong smell of sweat on it made Mom momentarily dazed. Before she could recover, 　　a tearing pain shot through her wrists. 　　"Zhou…Teacher Zhou, what are you doing?!" 　　Mom's hands were twisted behind her back simultaneously, and Zhou Changhong's entire arm pressed down on her. "Ah…it hurts 　　…" The bald man grabbed both of Mom's wrists with one hand, and with the other, he pulled a rope from under the bed. 　　"You…" Mom, pinned beneath him, seemed to realize the man's intentions behind her and struggled desperately. 　　However, Mom was, after all, a woman, and how could she possibly fight off the bald man in heat? With heavy breathing 　　, Zhou Changhong forcefully pressed down the struggling beauty beneath him. With his other hand, he skillfully used a rope to 　　firmly secure his mother's hands, which were twisted behind her back, together. Then, pulling the rope towards the headboard, he ignored Xu Qiuman's screams 　　and circled the central railing...circle...circle, tying a tight knot with all his might before flipping 　　his mother over. 　　His mother paid the price for her carelessness; now, like a lamb to the slaughter, her hands were tightly bound 　　to the headboard, her breasts heaving violently. 　　"Zhou...Teacher Zhou?" 　　As if unable to believe what had just happened, his mother stared incredulously at 　　the teacher who had discussed her son's studies with her just minutes before. 　　"Nothing, just wanted to continue our discussion...in bed!" 　　The balding man, confident of victory, abandoned his usual serious demeanor, revealing a lewd smile, his lustful 　　eyes fixed on his prey. 　　"You..." 　　The mother was stunned speechless by the man's blunt words, especially since he was her son's 　　teacher! 　　"Hehe, Qiuman, little Manman, Uncle will take good care of you." 　　Gazing at the beauty on the bed, her firm breasts heaving rapidly, her 　　black-stockinged legs twitching under the short skirt, the light stimulating her eyes. The Mediterranean man swallowed hard, loosened his tie, and hurriedly 　　began to undress... 　　"You... shameless!" 　　The mother felt nauseous as the Mediterranean man looked her up and down. Without time to think 　　, the man began to undress. The mother trembled, her beautiful 　　eyes filled with terror. She struggled fiercely, her wrists turning red from the violent twisting of her hands. 　　Soon, the Mediterranean man had removed his shirt, revealing a large, protruding belly. 　　"My beauty, stop struggling! I've waited too long for this day!" 　　With a loud creak of the iron bed, Mediterranean-looking man pounced on his mother, pressing her 　　shoulders tightly against her as she struggled. 　　"Zhou Changhong, I'm a teacher at No. 2 Middle School. I'm warning you, what you're doing is illegal. 　　Untie the ropes right now, and I promise I won't tell anyone." 　　His mother, a seasoned teacher, quickly organized her thoughts, 　　her words carrying an undeniable authority. Her beautiful eyes glared forward, attempting to intimidate the intruder. However, 　　the heaving of her breasts betrayed her. 　　Mediterranean-looking man shuddered. The usually gentle Xu Qiuman had this side to her too. But… 　　today, he was going all out! 　　Just as his mother breathed a sigh of relief, thinking her words had worked, a large hand quietly climbed onto 　　Xu Qiuman's chest, giving her firm breasts a heavy squeeze through her clothes. 　　"Ah...you..." 　　The sudden attack made the mother swallow back the words she had prepared, and she didn't know what 　　to do for a moment. 　　Mediterranean didn't give the mother much time to think. He reached out with his other hand and slowly 　　began to rub her breasts through her clothes. 　　"They're so firm and big. I can't believe my son is so big now, tsk tsk tsk..." 　　The pain from her breasts made the mother lose control. "Help...ah...help!!!" 　　She struggled frantically and cried for help, her beautiful eyes filled with terror. 　　"You know, this is the inner room. The soundproofing in the office is very good, and...all the teachers at the school 　　have left, haha." 　　"Teacher Xu, you're moving so beautifully." 　　In Mediterranean's eyes, the mother's swaying body seemed to be cooperating with him. His hands, through Xu Qiuman's clothes, 　　firmly locked onto the sensitive spots of her breasts, sometimes kneading them, sometimes gently stroking her firm breasts. 　　"No...you can't do this to me...I'm...Xiaoming's...mother..." 　　The hands slowly caressing her breasts made the mother writhe in shame. 　　"Hehehe, I should thank Xiaoming. Without him, I wouldn't have had the chance to play with his beautiful mother." 　　With a lewd laugh, the Mediterranean man lowered his large belly, his hands firmly locking her struggling 　　shoulders from behind, his foul mouth opening wide as he began to lick her delicate neck. 　　"Ah, no..."

A nimble tongue licked up and down his mother's pink neck, while the balding man shamelessly lifted her hair
, his foul mouth swallowing her soft earlobe whole.
"Mmm..."
His large tongue completely enveloped her small earlobe, licking its sensitive spots. The earlobe was
his mother's most sensitive area, and the poor mother was struggling to breathe under Zhou Changhong's weight. Her
neck and ears were covered in his saliva, and the worst part was the waves of pleasure emanating from her ears.
Seeing the beauty beneath him with her neck flushed from his licking, the balding man was excited.
"Come on, beauty..."
Seeing his mother momentarily lost in his pleasure, he wanted to take her down in one go. His right hand
supported her neck from behind, his left hand encircled her slender waist, and his large, cigarette-smelling mouth reached for her pale
pink lips.
[Ugh... Ugh...]
The pungent stench of his breath nearly made Mom faint. Mediterranean's tongue repeatedly swept across her tightly closed lips.
Mom desperately shook her head, using all her strength to resist Mediterranean's intrusion.
Sensing the stubborn resistance of the beauty beneath him, Mediterranean sucked even harder on Mom's lips.
The beautiful mature woman before him seemed like a conservative, virtuous woman; how could she endure so long after being drugged! Looking at
the beautiful teacher he was passionately kissing, her fragrant body wafted towards him, her exquisite makeup, her beautiful eyes tightly
closed, her brows filled with disgust.
A strong desire to conquer surged within him. Despite Mom's desperate resistance to Mediterranean's tongue kiss, Mediterranean maintained
the kissing position, as if he were particularly interested in kissing her. His large tongue skillfully licked
Mom's exposed lips for a full five minutes! The kiss brought beads of sweat to Mom's forehead.
The pink lipstick on Mom's lips was completely licked off by the Mediterranean man, revealing its original delicate, bright red color. After
the Mediterranean man's foul mouth left, Mom breathed heavily. Before Mom could rest, a rough, large hand
touched her lower abdomen, lifted her shirt, and slipped inside.
【No!!!】Mom screamed in shame, her upper body heaving rapidly, completely unable to react
. Feeling Xu Qiuman beneath him, her body trembled at the touch, then quivered. This was truly
a gem among virtuous women!
A pair of thieving hands slowly moved upwards along her smooth skin, until they reached her firm breasts,
frantically kneading them through her bra. Each time the rough hands slid across her exposed breasts, Xu Qiuman trembled.
【Teacher Xu's breasts are so perky, I wonder what they feel like to actually touch?】
The Mediterranean man controlled his demonic hands, groping for the edge of the bra. This was it! A pair of large
hands reached straight into her mother's bra, directly enveloping her soft breasts.
"Ah...no...don't!!!"
Her mother's face turned deathly pale the moment the bra was invaded, a wave of intense shame washing over her. Normally,
even with her hands bound, she would fight to the death, but today, for some reason, the waves of heat emanating from her lower abdomen
made Xu Qiuman's limbs weak, and the dry kiss from the Mediterranean man earlier left her powerless to resist the demonic claws.
"Cheng Lin...come save me!" Her mother's beautiful eyes lost their usual luster, tears streaming down her face.
**********
...

Snow-white skin came into Mediterranean's view. A pair of full, soft breasts, encased in a white lace bra
, undulated like beautiful mountains, revealing a large expanse of fair skin. Mediterranean's breathing became heavy.
"No...no...help!"
Mother shook her head frantically, and Mediterranean began to unfasten her lace bra.
"Haha, beauty, let uncle undress you!"
With a forceful tug, a thin lace bra drew a graceful curve in the air,
landing quietly on the concrete floor. The bra, now unfastened, slowly deflated, just as its owner,
now unprotected, was being wantonly stared at by a pair of lewd eyes.
"Damn, they're huge!!"
Mother's full, firm breasts, freed from the bra's constraints, were released freely. Her 36C breasts
showed no signs of sagging due to approaching middle age, and the small nipples at the top were like two cherries, luscious and tempting,
making one want to suckle them.
"Teacher Xu, you really know how to take care of yourself!"
"I...I won't let you get away with this..."
Mom gasped for breath, glaring angrily at Zhou Changhong. Her breasts
heaved violently, whether from anger or fear, accompanied by occasional tremors.
Zhou Changhong slowly smoothed Mom's soaked hair, then whispered in her ear,
"I won't let you get away with this either. I'm going to fuck you to death today, you slut!"
"I forgot to tell you, there was something good in the tea you drank earlier. Hehehe..."
"You...shameless!"
Shame and indignation washed over Xu Qiuman's slightly flushed face. No wonder she felt a tingling sensation all over her body, her mind
seemed to be a beat slow, and waves of pleasurable pleasure were surging through her lower body... leaving her completely powerless.
Was she going to...lose her virginity... today? Mom cried out in despair, a tear welling up in her eye.
"Don't cry, Xiaoman, you'll know what a real man is in a moment!"
After saying this, he firmly held his mother's head down with both hands, and slowly licked away her tears with his tongue. Then,
his nimble tongue moved elsewhere, and the frantic licking sounds filled the room. Soon, his
saliva covered his mother's cheeks, nose, forehead, and eyelids .
The strong stench made his
mother turn her head away in disgust, her brows furrowed. Undeterred, the Mediterranean man forcibly straightened his mother and sealed her cherry lips with his own. 　　His
hands were not idle either; after caressing her flawless white abdomen for a while, they climbed up to her towering
breasts. 　　With her hands bound and her mouth resisting the Mediterranean man's invasion, his mother could only whimper in protest. 　　Rough, large hands mercilessly kneaded and rubbed her full, 　　firm breasts, sometimes forcefully rubbing her pink nipples with his fingers. Red finger marks instantly covered her snow-white breasts. The intense pain made 　　her feel like she was suffocating, her upper body slowly arching upwards with Zhou Changhong's caresses. 　　[Haha, Teacher Xu, feeling it now?] 　　[No...no.] 　　[Still being stubborn.] 　　With that, he bent his legs, pressing down on her swaying legs. The feel of her stockings brought a wave of pleasure to the Mediterranean man. He 　　reached forward and grasped her breasts, skillfully pinching her nipples with his thumb and forefinger, sometimes 　　forcefully, sometimes gently, rhythmically kneading them. 　　[Ah...it hurts...] 　　The intense pain made her cry out, her upper body arching gracefully with Zhou Changhong's caresses 　　. 　　[No...don't...don't pinch anymore...it hurts.] 　　[Ah...stop.] 　　[Hmm...] 　　[Scream, keep screaming.] [She outwardly refused, but secretly she was enjoying it, haha] 　　The mother's screams only fueled Zhou Changhong's possessiveness. 　　Zhou Changhong's words nearly made the mother faint. Her pride as a wife, mother, and teacher made her 　　desperately close her lips, not wanting Zhou Changhong to utter any more sarcastic remarks. 　　Zhou Changhong skillfully and expertly played with the mother's sensitive areas. Her small breasts seemed accustomed to the heavy pressure 　　; the pain was gone, replaced by a tingling sensation that started from her nipples and spread throughout her body. Xu 　　Qiuman felt as if her entire body was out of her control. Waves of pleasure emanated from her full breasts, 　　making it almost impossible for her to think. Even more terrifying was that her lower body was uncontrollably secreting fluid; 　　the wet, hot sensation even yearned for penetration… Was she really that wanton…? No, it was because she 　　had been drugged. Only by comforting herself in this way could she lessen her shame. 　　Zhou Changhong watched as the beauty beneath him arched slightly, her brows furrowed, her tightly closed lips constantly shifting into various 　　shapes, her pretty face flushed red with suppressed desire. His fingers quickened, and he teased, "I didn't 　　expect it to be so soon… Today I'm going to make you taste my big cock, and those long legs of yours. Do you know 　　how many people want to rape you? I'm going to fuck you to death, fuck your pussy! Oh! So good…" 　　Beads of sweat, the size of soybeans, glistened on her rounded breasts, making her bare upper body appear even more radiant and 　　lustrous. Zhou Changhong moved closer to his mother's chest, taking one of her full nipples into his mouth, his nimble tongue repeatedly 　　tracing her sensitive areas. 　　One hand wasn't idle either, reaching down to her body and directly caressing her beautiful legs beneath her floral mini-skirt. Ignoring 　　the wild twisting of her long legs, he stroked her thighs, clad in black pantyhose, 　　repeatedly changing the shape of his hand, using his palm, back of hand, and fingertips to savor the exquisite feel of her silk-stockinged legs. 　　Enduring Zhou Changhong's lewdness, her mother, trying to suppress her cries, had her pretty face flushed crimson 　　. Under the double stimulation of Zhou Changhong's obscene words, she could no longer hold back… 　　[Ah…] 　　[This is…?] 　　Feeling her breasts bouncing between his fingers, Zhou Changhong looked excitedly. Xu Qiuman beneath him was arching her upper body, 　　her neck tilted back, and after a series of spasms, her head slumped to one side, panting heavily from her pink lips. 　　Through her disheveled hair, one could vaguely see her relaxed brows, and her rosy face revealed a hint 　　of lewdness. 　　[Hahaha, you actually climaxed? Still pretending with me?] 　　This noble wife he'd been longing for day and night, Xiaoming's beautiful mother, had brought him to 　　orgasm simply by his hand. Beneath him, Xu Qiuman gasped for breath in the afterglow of her climax, her face covered by disheveled hair. Her 　　shirt was pulled up to the sides, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin. Her full, firm breasts rose and fell steadily, 　　covered with prominent red handprints! 　　His gaze moved downwards. 　　A pair of stunningly beautiful legs extended from her floral mini-skirt, lying quietly sideways on the bed, shapely and 　　slender. Following the graceful curves, the ultra-thin black stockings were without a single wrinkle, like a protective 　　film shielding her beautiful legs. Feeling the change in his lower body, Zhou Changhong could no longer restrain himself. He quickly pulled off his underwear, 　　revealing his 　　dark, thick penis, its veins clearly visible. 　　Her mother glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, and the hairs on her body stood on end. Such a large size… she definitely couldn't handle it. 　　Helplessly, she couldn't muster any strength, and her hands were tied behind her back. Was she really going to be raped 　　 ? 　　… 　　A strong sense of shame overwhelmed her. 　　Xu Qiuman closed her eyes, and two streams of hot tears slowly flowed down her cheeks… 　　＊ ...

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