Mature mother, your heart is degenerating.

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Author: Peeping
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**************** 　　... Desperate to see her yet terrified, desire and morality drove me to rush 　　into the bathroom, frantically splashing cold water on my genitals, as if trying to calm myself down… 　　“Master, this bitch has cleaned you thoroughly. Now, please command me to 　　dress you.” My mother didn’t react normally to the cold water. 　　“Hmm, bitch, is it still itchy down there?” 　　The principal said, watching my mother kneeling on the ground, still occasionally writhing. 　　“Yes, Master, my vagina is still itchy. Please be gentle.” My mother very consciously 　　turned around and raised her tail, hoping the principal would continue his lewd act. 　　“Hmph, I have to catch my flight. I’ll feed you when I get back. Now…” The principal thought for a moment and said, “Come with 　　me.” 　　The principal walked naked towards the bedroom, and my mother, imitating the bitch, crawled and followed him into the bedroom. 　　“Come on, stick your ass out.” The principal commanded. 　　My mother immediately complied, sticking her ass out and wiggling it. 　　With a slap, "Don't move, you bitch." The principal laughed and slapped the mother's buttocks. 　　The principal picked up a black bag from the bed, rummaged through it, and took out two vibrators. 　　"Mmm...mmm..." The principal inserted both vibrators into the mother's still wet vagina. 　　"Bitch, change into that black bodysuit." 　　"Yes, Master. I'll change now." The mother, in front of the principal, shyly and awkwardly 　　took off the bodysuit, which was already soaked with her own juices. Although the principal had seen and touched her inside and out 　　, that's how women are; they're still shy about changing clothes in front of others. 　　"Master, I'm done changing. Please enjoy." The mother's long legs were covered in black bodysuits 　　, and the remotes for the two vibrators hung on either side through her black sheer lingerie. At this moment, the mother was 　　swaying her hips in front of the principal with abandon. Though she had never learned to dance, her natural beauty 　　shone through in her intense lust, and simple movements flowed spontaneously from her body. The principal, watching, longed to immediately push her down and satisfy the bitch's 　　seduction with his large penis. 　　"Hmm, not bad. Put the remote control inside the stockings, on the outside. After I leave, you can turn it on yourself 　　and enjoy yourself. If you try to clench your cunt tightly while walking, you'll enjoy it even more," the principal instructed 　　. 　　"Yes, Master, thank you, Master." 　　"Alright, get ready and go back. I'm catching my flight. Call me if you miss me. Stop being so fussy 　　, put your clothes on." 　　Upon receiving the principal's order, the mother immediately stopped her lustful act and bent down to dress the principal. At this moment, the mother resembled 　　a wife dressing her husband. 　　"Alright, I'm leaving now. Pack your things, keep all your favorite toys there. 　　Don't secretly use the medicine, wait for me to come back and give it to you. Remember that, bitch." The principal finished speaking, picked up his bag, and left, seemingly believing that the mother 　　had completely fallen into depravity. 　　"Goodbye, Master, this bitch respectfully sees you off." 　　The mother, having played her role as a bitch for the last time, collapsed wearily onto the bed. 　　Images of the principal humiliating her flashed through her mind, along with her own lewd words, and her son's angry, surprised, confused, 　　and inexplicable gaze. She shook her head, trying to shake off these unbearable images. 　　"Hmm... Oh..." The mother subconsciously touched her vulva, the itchy feeling taking 　　over again. Remembering the vibrator inside her vagina, the mother hesitated. The principal's departure, the gradual wear off of the drug 　　, and her son's gaze—all these factors slowly brought the mother back to her senses. However, the remaining effects of the drug were still potent. 　　"No, I can't really fall into this. I only pretended to please the principal for my son's sake. I'm not a 　　slut. I have a husband, I have a son, I have a happy family. But the principal took my picture, what 　　should I do... Wait, that beast didn't seem to take the Polaroid camera and the photos. Where did he put them before...?" 　　Thinking of this, the mother immediately turned over to look for them. 　　"Ah... he really didn't take them, that's great. I'm so lucky. That way he won't blackmail me. I 　　'm still an ordinary wife and mother. Yes, life will go back to normal. Although my son has to go to that beast's school 　　to learn techniques, as long as I don't go, everything will be fine. At worst, my husband can go instead. 　　Yes, that's it." The mother thought happily. 　　Because of these thoughts, the mother's lustful desires were slowly suppressed. 　　"Oh... oh..." The mother took out the vibrator. She looked at it with some reluctance, hesitated for a moment, and for some 　　reason, she actually listened to the principal and put the sex toys and the vibrator, which was still wet with her own vaginal fluid, 　　into the black bag. 　　The mother straightened her clothes, took the black bag, and left. 　　*Squeak*... The mother opened the door and came in. The lights weren't on; it seemed her son hadn't returned yet. 　　"Jun'er, Mom's home," 　　the mother said, taking a deep breath to confirm. 　　"Jun'er, are you home?" the mother asked again. 　　"Great! I need to hide the black bag quickly; my son and husband can't find it." Seeing 　　no one was home, the mother quickly ran back to the fire escape to grab the black bag and hid it inside. " 　　Wanqing, why are you only coming back now? Have you eaten?" Just as the mother hid the black bag, her husband entered the guest room.

" Mom
." I called out hesitantly and awkwardly.
"Yes, yes...we ate. How did you two come back together?" My mother answered somewhat flusteredly.
"Oh, when I came back, I saw our son at home. He said you talked to the principal and can go to that school to learn
a skill. I was planning to wait for you to come back so we could have dinner together to celebrate. But our son said you
were having dinner with the principal and the education bureau leaders, so I dragged him out to eat." My husband said without a doubt.
"But didn't you say you weren't taking our son? Why did you take him?" Before my mother could speak, my husband
asked a question that left her speechless.
"I went secretly, not with you, Mom. You didn't know." I quickly came to her rescue.
"Yes...yes, that...I only found out later that Jun'er was secretly following...me. I was so careless
."
My mother hurriedly replied.
"I'm so sorry, honey. If I could get time off, I would have gone with you
. It must have been so hard for you, a woman, to go out for a social event all by yourself." The husband, seemingly oblivious to his mother's unease, pulled her to sit
on the sofa 　　.
"It's nothing, I just went to see some documents and signed some papers. The principal's friend from the Education Bureau
was there too, so I had to socialize a bit. Just a meal, nothing more." The mother's guilty reply sounded like she was trying too hard to hide something. 　　"Hey, Wanqing, I remember you were wearing flesh-colored stockings this morning? How come they're black? Did 　　I remember wrong?" The husband asked, puzzled but without suspicion. 　　"Oh, well… it's because…" 　　"I accidentally spilled water on you, Mom…" I quickly 　　intervened, just as she was wondering how to answer. 　　"Yes… yes. I bought a black pair on the way here, because they were wet, and I was worried the flesh-colored ones wouldn't look 　　good. So I bought black ones." The mother replied, looking grateful but also somewhat embarrassed. 　　"Oh, that's only right. But you look better in black, my dear. You're so fair-skinned, black makes you look even more radiant 　　. Hehe." The husband said excitedly. 　　"Oh dear, what are you saying? Your son is right here." The mother 　　replied, even more embarrassed but shy, upon hearing her husband's words. 　　"It's alright, son, you can have a girlfriend in a couple of years. Right, Junjun? You should find a 　　girlfriend as beautiful as your mother." The husband joked. But his words made the mother feel a little 　　flustered, as if she was thinking of the scene in the room. 　　"Yes, of course, Mom is so beautiful. The girlfriend I find must be just like Mom 　　." I excitedly continued my father's words. 　　"No. No. Don't talk nonsense, Mom is... beautiful, Mom is old and faded. You 　　should find a girlfriend like your Aunt Qiong's daughter, youthful, energetic, and smart." 　　Hearing my words, the mother was so frightened that she quickly changed her target. 　　"Alright, it's late, everyone's tired, go wash up and go to bed. Tomorrow's the weekend, how 　　about we take our son to the amusement park?" the husband said, yawning. 　　"Okay, sure. Jun'er, you go wash up and go to bed." The mother seemed a little afraid to face me, and hurriedly 　　wanted me to go back to my room. 　　"Okay, I'll go take a shower and go to bed. Goodnight, Mom and Dad." 　　"Goodnight," Mom and Dad said. 　　"Wife..." Dad said affectionately, hugging Mom. 　　"Oh, I'll go back to my room after my shower..." Mom understood what Dad meant, and the fact that the principal's training today 　　hadn't resulted in a real climax made her both eager and shy as she agreed. 　　"Our son is still showering, let's go back to our room and warm up first." Dad picked up Mom and quickly carried her into the bedroom. 　　"Ugh..." Mom was startled by her husband's sudden action and quickly covered her mouth with her hand. 　　"Honey, what's wrong with you today? Why are you so excited?" Mom asked, blushing. 　　"Your black stockings are so alluring today. Hmm... they're suspender stockings, wife... you..." the husband 　　asked, sounding a little puzzled. 　　"Ah, yes...that's...it's because there was only one sex shop we passed by, and I was afraid we would 　　n't have enough time, so I didn't look for a mall. I just didn't expect that the sex shop only had stockings like these. Honey, you don't 　　think I'm being indecent, do you..." The mother lowered her head, somewhat flustered, and said. 　　"How could I? My wife is the best. Although we're almost 40, we should still have passion 　　. We were a bit too conservative in our thinking before." The father replied, sounding different from usual. 　　"Honey, what's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly acting like...a young man?" The mother asked curiously. 　　"Hehe, that old Zhang, the security guard at the company, got fired today." The father replied. 　　"What? How could he get fired? What did Old Zhang do to get fired?" The mother 　　asked curiously. 　　"Hehe, because of this." The father took out an MP4 player from his pocket. 　　"What? Just because he watched TV at work?" 　　"My son seems to have finished showering. I'm going to shower now. You take a look first. This is something Old Zhang accidentally dropped and 　　I found." 　　"What? That's weird. Go take a shower then." The mother asked curiously with a smile. 　　"Oh...oh...Teacher, your penis is so big, it's making my pussy feel so good." 　　A video played on the MP4 player; it turned out to be a domestic role-playing pornographic film. 　　"Oh dear, Old Zhang actually watched this at work. He's shameless, at his age. Really 　　." The mother thought about how Old Zhang was fired for watching such pornographic films and felt that he was disrespectful and shameless 　　. She forgot the fact that she had been used as a sex slave by the principal. 　　"Teacher, grab my breasts, squeeze them hard, teacher, hurry, I want you to fuck me, fuck me to death 　　. Teacher, fuck me." 　　The images and lewd language on the MP4 player captivated the mother. 　　"Oh...ss...slower, slower, don't suck so hard, I can't hold back anymore. You little slut 　　."

Under the provocative words and lewd poses, the mother's vagina gushed forth like a flood of fluids.
Her face flushed crimson, and one hand reached down to caress the erotic panties covering her vulva.
"Mmm...mmm...sss...mmm...mmm..." Being at home, the mother still held back, only
moaning softly.
"My dear wife, I'm here." The husband entered in a bathrobe. "Wife
...so you like watching this too? I was afraid you'd be put off. Great, wife, let's
watch together."
The mother was watching with overflowing desire, unable to control herself, when her husband's sudden intrusion startled her. Blushing,
she said, "You're shameless, bringing back this kind of thing. You've been corrupted by Lao Zhang." The wife
laughed shyly and scolded.
"Don't let Lao Zhang's seemingly honest appearance fool you; many of the male colleagues at the company wear his
clothes. Lao Zhang even has an affair with the cleaning lady." The husband dropped another bombshell.
"Ah...no way, I haven't heard of that." The mother's shyness immediately turned into curiosity.
"Of course you wouldn't know. The cleaning lady would never tell anyone. It was some male colleague who
discovered it by accident. It's impossible for her to pass it on to you female colleagues," the husband explained.
"I heard there are many positions that even many of the younger, trendier colleagues don't know."
"Ugh, aren't you ashamed to say that?" The mother rolled her eyes at her father, but to him, it was
undeniably a seductive smirk.
"Ah… don't rush me. I haven't showered yet." Suddenly, the father, unable to contain himself, pinned
the mother down, one hand kneading her full breasts, the other caressing her round, sexy black-stockinged thighs
.
"Why shower? You smell wonderful, wife. I love your scent."
The father said, continuing to caress the mother's body.
"Mmm… mmm… you're so naughty. Mmm… ah… ah… ah… sigh…" The mother,
burning with desire from her father's caresses, suddenly realized he had stopped and was looking at her.
"Honey, let's watch an adult film together. The plot is really interesting. It's very exciting
." Dad suddenly stopped what he was doing and said to Mom.
"What's so interesting about it? Those are perverts." Although Mom wanted to watch it, she didn't want
to appear too lewd in front of her husband.
"How could that be? It's called fun, it's called excitement. Come on, honey."
Dad said as he hugged Mom and they watched the adult film together.
"Oh... Teacher, harder, fuck me harder, I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum... Ahhhhhh... Ah
... Oh oh... Fuck me... Fuck me harder..."
"Ahhhhh... I'm going to come, I'm going to come. Ahhhhh... Ah... Oh..."
"Honey, you've already watched one. Hehe, you're so impatient." Husband teased.
"Ugh, let go, honey, I want it..." Mom said, looking down.
"There are still a few more to come," the husband said, looking at his mother. "Just one more, one more,
let's learn some positions."
"Ugh, just one?"
The title, "The Lustful Mother, the Principal's Penis," appeared on the screen.
"Wow, this one sounds so exciting, like it's really perverted," the husband said excitedly.
When the mother saw the title, her body trembled involuntarily. "
The Lustful Mother, the Principal's Penis," those ten words struck her heart deeply, making her lose her composure
and her heart pound.
"Wife, what's wrong? Why do you look so pale all of a sudden?"
The father noticed that his mother hadn't answered, looked at her, and saw that something was wrong with her.
"Oh, nothing, I was thinking about something else. Honey, let's stop watching, let's hurry up and do it.
We're taking our son to the amusement park tomorrow."
"Um... let's do it while we watch. Come on, wife. Give in to me this once." The husband said
, turning on the computer to transfer the movie. Watching and making love at the same time.
"Wife, it'll be a while, why don't you close your eyes and rest for a bit? It'll be over soon," the husband
said, operating the computer.
The mother didn't reply, her mind preoccupied with the principal's penis and the lewd positions she had performed under his tutelage
. Now, thinking back, she didn't know if it was shame or desire. Strange thoughts struggled
to take over her mind.
"Principal, please, could you make this a small matter, a minor one? My son didn't do it on purpose
. Other classmates bullied him first. My son was acting in self-defense,"
the dialogue from the mother's character in the adult film played on the computer. The mother instinctively looked up, and was even more
shocked. It was just a false alarm.
The male protagonist in the film, the principal, bore a striking resemblance to the principal who had humiliated her.
"Wife, I'm here," the father pounced on the mother, unbuttoning her cheongsam, revealing a seductive, alluring body
before him. A black bra encased her large, round breasts. Black stockings, red
high heels, and bright red lips stimulated the father's genitals.
He greedily climbed on top of the mother, kissing her breasts and caressing her
legs in stockings. The father had probably never touched stockings before. The caresses were incredibly stimulating; he even licked them. Such actions
were unheard of. But the mother's eyes never left the computer screen—no, they
never left the principal who resembled her so-called sex slave's master.
In the film, the principal, with a ferocious expression, pinned the mother down, frantically tearing at
her business suit. Her flesh-colored stockings were ripped beyond recognition. He punched her in the abdomen, slapped
her face repeatedly, and roughly grabbed one foot, dragging her onto the bed. This scene made the mother's heart pound; she remembered
the principal holding her upside down during intercourse. But that principal was much gentler than the one in the film. At least he didn't
beat her, and his expression wasn't as frightening as she seemed.
Although he looked lecherous and sleazy, at that moment, for some reason, the mother
felt something different deep inside. She didn't even realize it herself.
"Oh...oh...Master, Mother..." The mother stopped abruptly, cold sweat pouring down her back.
She had unconsciously uttered words used when calling someone a bitch when her husband's fingers slid to her anus. Thankfully, she realized her mistake in time and didn't
say anything more lewd.
"What? Wife, what did you just call me?" the husband asked, puzzled.
"Oh, didn't you tell me to learn from the movies? Isn't that how the female lead is?" The mother,
having just seen the principal beat the female lead and force her to call him "Master," quickly used this as an excuse to appease
her husband.
"Ah, wife. You're so naughty! I never thought we old married couples could be so passionate. Well, you
call me Master, and I'll call you Bitch. Let's learn the whole thing!" The father was also excitedly out of control.
"No, that's disgusting. It's so perverted," the mother said, somewhat resistant.
"What's perverted about it? Isn't this just fun? Wife, look at Old Zhang, he's so old, and he learns too, doesn't he
?" the husband persuaded.
"Come on, bitch, give it to your master, suck it." The husband teased deliberately.
"Ah... Master, your penis..." The mother stopped halfway through her sentence for some reason, "I don't
want it, I can't say it, husband." The mother refused again.
"Bitch, why don't you listen to your master? You should listen to your master. Bitch, your master is
waiting for you." The father tried hard to tease the mother.
"I said no, so what?" The mother suddenly said angrily.
The father's body suddenly stiffened, and he looked at the mother with an embarrassed face.
"I'm sorry, wife, I didn't mean to do that. I just wanted our life to be more passionate
." The father said with a wronged face.
"I'm sorry, husband, I'm a little tired, I'm going to take a shower and go to bed." The mother said with a strange expression.
"Oh, okay, wife, don't be angry. I will never do such a thing again. My wife is the best
." The father weakly apologized to the mother, kissed her, and went to turn off the computer.
Tap tap tap...
The mother took a shower. Cold water flowed down her hair, onto her breasts, into her vagina, and between her legs.
Strangely, the mother didn't remove her stockings.
With her eyes closed, she tried to recall the happy times she and her son and husband had spent together. But
suddenly, images of the principal's obese body and thick penis would flash through her mind. She thought of her son's
joyful smile as a child sitting on a rocking horse, then the image shifted, and she suddenly saw herself sitting on the principal's large penis, actively
sliding up and down, thrusting into her vagina. She thought of the day she first met her husband at the company, the sweet and happy time
. Although he wasn't romantic then, his gentle nature, scholarly air, and fair, thin face
were all so memorable.
Then the image shifted again, and she saw herself crawling on the ground, led by the principal on a dog leash,
a specially made vibrator inserted into her anus and vagina like a dog's tail, her hips wiggling, trying to seduce the principal
and flatter her master.
Buzz...buzz...buzz...
Mother had actually hidden the black bag in the bathroom. Mother lay on the floor, seemingly already liking and used to this
position.
Mother held the specially made vibrating dildo in her hand, inserting it into her anus and vagina, "Hmm...hmm...oh oh
...sss...ssss...oh..." Mother moaned, seemingly unafraid that the lewd sounds wouldn't be
masked by the shower and reach her son and husband's ears.
"Ugh...ugh...ugh...ugh..." Mother even put on a gag herself, saliva dripping onto
her breasts and her muffled moans stimulating her to clearly recall the principal's discipline.
"Ugh...ugh...Dunen (Master)...nipple buckle inside Dunen Le Desa Siha (the bitch misses her master
's big cock) Ugh...ugh...ugh...ugh...ugh...Dunen (Master)...ugh...Dunen
(Master), nipple buckle Dexin Sui Fuhan Le (the bitch's lustful fluids are overflowing). Ugh...ugh..." Mother unconsciously
uttered words to please the principal. Even though the principal wasn't there at the moment. She imagined the principal caressing her,
teasing her.
*Buzz...buzz...buzz...*
Mother pulled out a specially made vibrating dildo, replacing the gag in her mouth.
"Ugh...ugh...ugh..." The dildo vibrated in her mouth, dripping with her own juices, her tongue entwining around it.
"Du teng, nipple opening, silky du teng de sashi ha (Master, this bitch loves to eat Master's big cock) Ugh
...ugh...ugh..." Mother fantasized that what she was holding in her mouth wasn't the dildo, but the principal's big cock.
*Buzz...buzz...*
Mother took out the dildo and vibrated it around her breasts.
"Oh...Master, this bitch is using her breasts to caress Master's big cock, Master wants to be happy, Master wants to feel good
. Ah...oh...good, this bitch's breasts feel so good. Hmm...oh...oh...ah...
oh..." Mother held the dildo in one hand, and with the other, she pulled out a string of beads, picked it up, and inserted it into her anus
.
"Mmm...oh...so good...Master, the bitch is using the beads to fill the bitch's anus, it feels so good."
The mother, having inserted half of the beads, transformed back into a bitch and sat up.
She turned off the vibrator and tossed it aside. Using her fingers instead, she thrust in and out,
digging deeper and deeper. Her juices flowed down her fingers, dripping into a puddle.
"Oh...oh...Master, the bitch's pussy needs Master's big cock to fill it. Oh...
oh...Master, the bitch is about to climax, the bitch is about to climax...oh oh...ss...oh...ss...
oh oh...Master, the bitch is about to climax, about to come, about to come. Master, fuck me to death, Master, fuck
me quickly. The bitch is about to cum, oh oh...the bitch is about to cum." The mother's face was flushed; she was about to reach climax.
"Oh oh oh... ah oh... ah ah... oh... oh... oh... oh oh
oh oh oh... hiss... hiss... ah... hiss... ah... hiss... ah..." The mother trembled, her face flushed, looking
incredibly alluring.
Bang bang bang...
The husband knocked on the door and asked, "Wife, are you alright? I think I heard you calling out just now."
Despite the exhaustion after her orgasm, Mother forced herself to sit up and said, "Oh, it's nothing. I just
slipped in the bathtub. It's alright. I'm not hurt."
"Oh, that's good. I'm going to sleep now. You should finish your shower and go to bed too."
"Okay, honey," Mother said softly.
Having completely released her pent-up emotions, Mother seemed to have returned to normal. Looking at the black bag and those sex toys,
she no longer felt fascination, but disgust.
"I'll sneak away and throw them away tomorrow," Mother thought.
"Honey, are you asleep?" Mother returned to the bedroom and gently patted her husband, asking.
"Not asleep yet. What's wrong, wife?" Father asked.
"I was afraid you'd be angry with me. I didn't mean to, I was just really tired today. I'm sorry, honey
. I'll satisfy you tomorrow, okay? Also, could you not watch those movies? They're too perverted," Mother said guiltily.
"Okay, it's okay. Wife, it's my fault. Go to sleep, we have to take our son to the amusement park tomorrow."
"Hmm..." Mother fell asleep with mixed feelings.
"Son, do you want to ride the roller coaster or the bumper cars?" Dad asked me at the amusement park the next day.
"Of course, the roller coaster! I'm a grown man, why would I ride bumper cars?" I said dismissively. 　　"
Roller coasters look too dangerous. How about bumper cars instead, Jun'er?" Mom said worriedly.
"It's okay, Mom, it's quite safe. It's very exciting, and it's very thrilling," I said, my words carrying a hidden meaning. 　　Mom seemed to understand, her eyes darting away. 　　Ding... Mom's phone rang. She opened it and saw a text message from the principal. 　　"Bitch, what are you doing? Thinking about your master's big cock, haha..." 　　The principal's text message was lewd. Mom hurriedly deleted it, afraid her husband would see it. Although she knew 　　her husband respected her and never looked at her phone, Mom, feeling guilty, still hurriedly deleted it. 　　"What's wrong, honey? You look so pale." The husband asked his mother, noticing her unusual expression. "Are you 　　feeling unwell?" 　　"Ah, nothing. It's a text from Xiaoqiong asking what I'm doing." In her panic, the mother used her best friend as 　　a shield. 　　Ding... The mother's phone rang again. She knew it was from the principal and was conflicted. If she didn't 　　reply, she was afraid it would affect her son's admission. But how could she reply to such a lewd text? 　　Ah... Ah... Ah... 　　I screamed wildly on the roller coaster. It seemed I was screaming out my inner anguish over my mother's depravity. Or perhaps it was 　　my inner turmoil over my mother's wanton body. 　　"Honey, I'll go buy a bottle of water. Our son will be thirsty when he gets off." The mother 　　said to her husband, making up an excuse . 　　"Ah, right. My wife is so thoughtful. I'll go then. You wait here for our son." The father 　　said to his wife tenderly. 　　"Okay, then Jun'er and I will wait for you here." The mother replied. 　　Watching her husband's departing figure, and seeing that her son hadn't come downstairs yet, she quickly pulled out her phone to check her text messages. 　　"What, you bitch, aren't you replying to your master's decrees? Or are you masturbating? Is your slutty little hole itching again 　　?" 　　The principal's text message was as shameless and vulgar as ever. 　　"Hello, Principal, I was busy with something and didn't see you. Is there anything I can help you with?" the mother replied, 　　trying to avoid the question, hoping the principal would understand she was back to normal and stop bothering her. 　　"Oh, bitch, what are you pretending to be so virtuous for? Are you trying to act like a respectable woman? Don't pretend, your lewd 　　heart can't deceive itself," the principal replied. 　　"Principal, what's past is past. That night was just to repay you for letting my son attend your 　　school, please don't misunderstand," the mother replied bluntly. 　　"Hmph, fine. Bitch, let's see how long you can hold out. Can your useless husband satisfy you? Did you 　　masturbate to orgasm last night? Did you not let your husband fuck you hard enough?" The principal seemed to know the mother very well 　　. 　　"Principal, please speak with respect. My family is very happy. My husband and I are 　　very satisfied in bed. Please don't disturb my life anymore, thank you." The mother ultimately didn't dare say anything too harsh 　　. 　　After sending the text message, the principal didn't reply. It seemed he had given up. 　　"Phew..." The mother waited for a long time without receiving a reply from the principal, assuming he had given up. She breathed a sigh 　　of relief, her mood improving considerably. Seeing her son come down, she didn't seem so guilty anymore, as if being sexually assaulted by the principal 　　was truly something she had willingly done for her son's admission. 　　"Jun'er, Dad's going to buy water. What do you want to do later?" The weight lifted from the mother's heart, and she 　　seemed much more relaxed. She proactively asked me. 　　"Oh, Mom's afraid of those stimulating things, then let's go ride the carousel. Our whole family 　　can ride that. It's too boring for me alone," I said slyly. 　　"Okay, that's fine too. I'm tired of standing, I can sit on the carousel." My mother answered without question 　　. 　　"You've been waiting too long, haven't you? The little shop is so far. Running around like this is exhausting." My father rushed over, panting. "Thank you, honey. Jun'er 　　said 　　he'd go ride the carousel so we can rest. See how good our son is, how 　　considerate he is of us." My mother said with a smile. 　　"Really? My son is so filial. Let's go ride the carousel then." My father handed me some water. 　　My parents didn't know that last night I was secretly listening to my mother's moans outside the bathroom. My lustful thoughts 　　led me to think of a way to punish my mother today. 　　"There's only one carousel left. Son, you go ride it first, and we'll go ride it again when someone else gets off." My father 　　said. 　　"Okay, sure." I replied happily. 　　It was like heaven was helping me. I rode the only rocking horse I had, took a 　　bottle of plastic glue from my pocket, and while we were turning around to a spot where my parents couldn't see me, I quickly used clear tape to stick the glue bottle to 　　the seat under my son. Then, just before we reached my parents, I got off and said, "Mom and Dad, you go first."

"Let's sit down and rest for a bit."
"Honey, hurry up, go sit down." Dad said as I expected.
"Okay, I'll go sit down first." Mom was tired of standing, but she didn't refuse. But when she sat down,
she realized something was wrong.
"Hmm?" Mom then noticed a transparent plastic bottle stuck to the seat.
"Strange, how come there's this?" Mom wondered.
"Dad, the green rocking horse is empty, go sit down." I said to Dad.
Dad quickly ran over and plopped down.
"After running so far, I can finally rest." Dad thought comfortably.
"Ah... oh..." After sitting a few times, Mom found that her vagina was aroused.
"Why is it wet?" Mom secretly reached under her skirt and felt her wet panties.
"Mmm... mmm... mmm..." Mom's cheeks gradually turned red. The lewd moans coming from her nose
could only be heard by herself in the noisy amusement park.
The mother shifted and adjusted her position, seemingly trying to move her vulva away from the friction of the plastic bottle.
"Mmm... hiss... hiss..." The mother gasped, trying to control herself from losing control
. She looked around and noticed her husband was far away. Her son stood outside watching her.
"Could it be Jun'er who did this?" the mother thought in disbelief. "No, no, how could Jun'er do
such a thing? It must be a prank by someone before."
The mother thought to herself, trying to deceive herself.
"Mother really is a slutty bitch. Just a simple plastic glue bottle, and Mother's face turned red
. Her body is unnatural. It seems Mother is just like in the AV, her vulva is starting to itch." I observed
Mother from outside.
Hey... I saw an empty rocking horse behind Mother. I immediately ran over and sat on it. Such a good
spot, I can't let someone else have it.
I sat on a rocking horse behind Mother. Watching Mother slightly wiggle her hips like this, my penis immediately
swelled and pitched a tent.
The pink dress Mother was wearing today didn't look like she was trying to look young on a 38-year-old woman. My mother
was naturally beautiful, and time seemed to have been kind to her. She was wearing sheer stockings again, but this time in pink high heels.
Today, she showed no trace of her former wantonness, except for the fact that she was sitting on that special rocking horse.
I was just imagining her in her innocent attire, moaning wantonly beneath me. Then, she
got off the rocking horse. But her face was still a little flushed. Seeing her get off so quickly,
a wave of disappointment washed over me. It seemed I'd have to find a ride that would last longer and where I couldn't leave on my own.
Seeing her get off, I lost all interest in the ride and followed. My father, seeing us all off,
immediately got off too.
He looked at my mother and asked, "Wife, are you hot? Is the weather alright today?"
"No, I feel a little unwell. Maybe I have a fever," my mother replied, offering a pretext for leaving
.
"Oh no, let me touch it." Dad touched Mom's forehead. "It's alright. Not too
hot."
"Maybe it's just the beginning. I'm a little dizzy. Maybe I should go back first. You take our son and play some more."
Mom continued to lie.
"That's not good, son. Why don't we go back? Mom isn't feeling well. Let's play another time."
Before I could answer Dad, Mom interrupted, "Ah, no need, no need.
It's rare for you two to get together. Once Jun'er starts school, it'll be a long time before you have time again. I'm fine.
I'll go to the hospital to get checked out.
Honey, you take Jun'er and play some more. Don't waste the opportunity."
"This...this...okay. Be careful then. Call me immediately if anything happens." Dad
said worriedly.
"Yeah, it's alright. I'm a grown man. What could possibly happen to me? You have to take good care of Jun'er."
Mom replied with a sigh of relief.
After Mom left, I wandered listlessly with Dad among the various rides in the amusement park. My mind was filled
with images of my mother coming home, masturbating with a vibrator, calling out "Master,"
a picture of a wanton bitch. My father, however, didn't notice my distraction. Perhaps he was just an honest man.
Sigh… I just didn't know I was being cuckolded.
My mother returned home, rushed into the bathroom, and grabbed her black bag. She was making a difficult decision
.
Her vagina was still leaking fluid; it was just a plastic bottle, the soft kind, but it
was enough to ignite her lust. Had the principal really turned her into a sex
slave who enjoyed a wanton life?
"No, no, I'm not a sex slave, I'm a
traditional woman with a happy family and proper moral values. I'm definitely not that kind of slut," she muttered to herself.
*Ding…* Just as my mother was struggling with her thoughts, her phone suddenly rang.
She instinctively opened it and saw a multimedia message from an unknown number. At that moment
, her thinking was too slow; she couldn't think of anything else. Without thinking, she clicked on the MMS message, and a
nude selfie of the principal appeared before her eyes.
Staring at the principal's naked body, her gaze fixed on his thick, erect penis, she swallowed hard. Her lower
mouth, usually so lewd, was now throbbing with excitement. Her juices flowed even faster, seemingly protesting her
lack of reason, protesting her betrayal of her own heart.
*Ding*... another MMS message.
Like a woman possessed, she clicked on it without hesitation. Another picture of the principal completely naked
, but the only difference was that there was a woman between his legs. A woman with semen on her face, a
gag in her mouth, a special vibrator inserted into her anus, a
woman chained up and wearing black stockings, staring at the principal with a fascination. A woman who left her mother speechless with shock—Xiao Qiong. My mother
's best friend had a sign hanging around her neck that read, "Bitch Number 2. If you don't come, she'll take
your place and become Bitch Number 1."
To be continued

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