Witnessing my mother being raped by a foreigner (72KB)

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My mother, Wang Shanling, is an extremely beautiful woman, possessing all the qualities of a beauty. She is 168cm
tall, with long, jet-black hair, clear, bright eyes, a straight, smooth nose, rosy, charming cherry lips
, fair and smooth skin, firm and full breasts, a slender and supple waist, and a full yet well-proportioned figure. She was originally
a student in the dance department of an art academy and later stayed on to teach. She was especially skilled in classical Chinese dance. When I was little, I looked at
the family photo album (which included photos of my mother performing), and my mother, dressed in ancient costumes, looked like
a fairy from heaven. After marrying my father, my mother left the academy and started her own business. My mother was very successful in the business world and
quickly rose to the position of public relations manager of a hotel. She met many people. Later, my mother felt that my father was not capable enough and divorced him
.
When I was 13, my mother met a tall, strong, and cool-looking foreign businessman at a party.
She was only 32 years old then, and stunningly beautiful. After that, the businessman called my mother almost every day, sent her flowers, and
frequently visited our house. Because he always brought me lots of new and interesting toys, I didn't dislike him; in fact, I wished he
could come every day.
Soon, my mother and he were inseparable. During that time, my mother acted like a girl in her early twenties,
dressing up beautifully every day. When she was with him, she completely lost the
aloofness . Her social engagements increased, and she often called home to ask the nanny to take care of me for dinner.
I was happy to do this (our nanny was a very beautiful older woman). When my mother came
home at night, her face was often flushed, and her brand-new uniform was often disheveled.
She would come in and see me watching TV, kiss me, and say, "Baby, sweetie… Mommy brought you
something delicious . It's so late, go to sleep." After saying that, I hurriedly went to the bathroom. Once, while my mother was in the bathroom, I
secretly opened her purse and found those oddly shaped, colorful condoms with raised bumps inside!! 9 (After that,
I discovered even more types—such as those with suction cups at the tip, those with extended bumps, those with eye rings, those with beads,
etc. ) I quietly returned to my room and masturbated all night, my mind filled with
images of my mother's alluring, petite body in the arms of that foreign businessman. After that, whenever I thought of such a scene, I would become extremely excited.
I even had the urge to see my mother being fucked by a foreigner. Finally, the opportunity came.
That afternoon, it suddenly started raining heavily. In the evening, I was at home reading porn and masturbating when I suddenly heard the garage door
open. I hurriedly tidied myself up and went downstairs to open the door, wondering why my mother had come home early today. Just as I reached
the door , I suddenly heard them talking:
"Ling'er, I really miss you."
"Oh, stop it, keep your hands to yourself… umm… okay, don't let Hao Hao see…"
"Ling'er, look at me, I'm soaking wet standing here. Let me come in and warm up, okay?"
"You're so naughty! You're definitely up to no good. Oh no... um... don't... ah... ah, okay, come in, you
little devil..."
"Hehe, that's a good girl... my good Ling'er..."
After Mom came in, she said to me, "Haohao, the rain washed the road, so Uncle can't go home. Can he stay at
our house for the night?"
"Hmph, I didn't ask you (this is a classic case of protesting too much). Do you think I'm a three-year-old? Well, maybe I'll get
to see him..."
Thinking this to myself, I said, "Okay, Uncle treats me very well. I like him a lot. Mom, Uncle is a guest tonight, so
you have to take good care of him."
Hearing this, the man smiled and said to me, "Little Hao is such a good boy. Your mom takes such good care of me. She's very
considerate..."
Mom's face immediately turned red, and she scolded me, "You're so frivolous... Little Hao, go upstairs and study..."
"But I've finished my homework."
"Then read more books, hurry up!"
I reluctantly went upstairs. From my room, I heard them talking downstairs: "Ling'er, I didn't realize you were so strict with your son
."
"Ugh, I can't grow up to be like you..." Would
n't it be better if he were like me? Have you forgotten you said, 'I love you to death, dear brother...' right...?"
"Oh...oh...oh...I am...ah..."
"What? I can't hear you..."
"He's my own brother... Oh... I love you so much..."
I secretly peeked from upstairs and saw the man reclining on the sofa, holding my mother in his arms, her legs spread apart
on his lap. He had lifted my mother's pale yellow dress to her waist
, revealing her white, semi-transparent silk panties. Her long, shapely legs were bare, her two jade-like thighs were completely naked, one slender foot
was completely exposed, the other was still in a black leather boot. My mother's white dress lay on the floor, her light pink t-
shirt pulled up high, revealing her fair, slender waist and sexy navel, as if she were wearing a crop top. Her
pink bra concealed her prominent, bowl-shaped breasts, but a small portion of her pectoral muscles and cleavage
were exposed outside the bra. He had one arm around my mother's waist, and the other hand was fondling her delicate breasts.
"No...don't touch my breasts...I hate it...let go, or you won't get any food."
Only then did he put his mother down, and the two went into the kitchen one after the other. Seeing what had just happened, my heart
pounded : it seemed like tonight was going to be interesting.
Laughter and moans drifted intermittently from the kitchen. About an hour and a half later, my mother called me from downstairs for dinner.
I noticed her cheeks were flushed, and she was walking awkwardly. During the meal, my mother kept adding food to that man's plate, looking at him with a
strange expression. He, however, seemed oblivious. He just kept teasing me and talking to me. He even told me that my mom
's tofu was the best, and he'd never forget it.
My mom blushed. She glared at him, then silently got up to add more soup for him.
He even laughed and said to me, "What if I killed your mom and ate her meat?" I said, "Okay, give me some too
." He laughed heartily and said, "Okay, okay, I'll definitely give you some good meat."
My mom glared at me and said angrily, "You brat, don't talk nonsense!"
After dinner, my mom said, "Haohao, it's getting late, go to sleep."
(Hmph, so eager for me to leave.)
"No, I want to sleep with Uncle!"
"Good boy... Uncle will sleep in the living room tonight."
Helpless, I went back to my room. Laughter drifted in from downstairs... but I drifted off to sleep.
I woke up in the middle of the night needing to urinate and went to the bathroom, but in the hallway, I faintly heard the ringing of a doorbell coming from my mother's bedroom.
I quietly went over and peeked through the crack in the door—a scene I'll never forget...
My mother was kneeling on the floor with her back to me, her upper body naked except for a pale purple bodice. The thin purple threads
were wrapped around her slender, white waist, and the diamond-shaped, semi-transparent fabric at her chest tightly hugged her
high , firm breasts, making them seem about to burst out, causing
the thin straps around her waist to dig into her flesh. She wore a pale purple miniskirt, revealing her shapely,
long , and about three-inch purple high heels. My mother was kneeling
between the boss's legs.
My mother's head swayed back and forth between the boss's legs, moving back and forth. Her slender waist and round
buttocks swayed with her movements. The boss sat on the bed, stroking my mother's disheveled hair, a
lewd smile .
This lewd scene stunned me. Where had my mother's usual noble demeanor gone?
The image of the virtuous lady she had portrayed in ancient dramas was now replaced by a wanton woman. Her proud, high breasts, slender waist, round buttocks, and agile body, the
result were all
for the pleasure of sex...
"Mmm...uh...sizzle..."
"Don't just suck!!"
*Slap!* My mother's beautiful face was slapped. Good heavens, my mother was actually giving the boss oral sex.
"Use the tip of your tongue!"
"Ugh...uh..."
"Yes, very good...oh yeah..."
Hearing this, my mother worked even harder.
"Hmm, not bad, get up."
Mom lifted her buttocks, placed her hands on the headboard, and her short skirt rode up, revealing her plump, white, and tender buttocks and pink
lingerie. The lingerie was already soaked, and there was a lot of her juices on the floor where she had just been lying.
Mom said in a coquettish voice, "Darling, ah...ah...please...please let...me go...!" "
Wow! Ling'er, I didn't expect you to be so wet! You've wanted this for a long time
, haven't you?" "You're so annoying! If you hadn't given it to me... I wouldn't have this... Ugh, you're bullying me."
"Ling'er, I love your shy look the most. You're a cold beauty during the day, and at night you're... hahaha."
"Shut up,
you can't say anything nice." "Fine, fine, if I'm a dog, then you're..."
"Ah... don't say it... let me go..."
"Let me go of what?"
"Ah... ah... hurry up, you know the answer already."
"Hehe... I'll let you go if you say you're a little bitch."
"Ah... no... ah... no..."
"I can't help it if you don't tell me."
"You're so bad... teasing me on purpose."
"Tell me quickly, otherwise you won't be able to take it and Xiao Hao will hear, then... hahaha..."
"Ah... okay... okay. I... am... am a little bitch..."
"Louder, I didn't hear you!"
"I... I'm your little bitch, ah..."
"Haha...haha...good girl! Come on."
Hearing this, Mom breathed a sigh of relief and obediently climbed onto the bed, snuggling into the boss's arms like a kitten.
The boss pinched Mom's breasts, then moved behind her high, firm buttocks and rubbed them with both hands.
"Ling'er, your buttocks are so beautiful, pink and tender,"
he said, his right hand moving to the inside of Mom's thighs, gently caressing them through her stockings.
"Not a single bit of sagging flesh...no wonder you studied dance..."
"Ugh...ugh..." Mom bit the pillow, her buttocks twisting, whether to avoid or welcome his large hands,
her legs trembling noticeably, and glistening vaginal fluid slowly flowing down her thighs.
"Wow! Women are indeed made of water, especially a woman as beautiful as Ling'er."
"Quick...quick...stop touching...ah!" At this moment, the boss tore open Mom's panties with his hands. Accompanied by Mom's
low moans, what I saw was not the genitals I had longed for!
Before me appeared a strangely shaped pair of metal panties (let's call it that for now).
There was a keyhole at the mons pubis, and only a small opening for the vagina. The back was shaped like a ring,
revealing snow-white buttocks and an alluring anus. And on that anus was a beautiful bell!
It jingled crisply with the movement of her buttocks.
Seeing this lewd sight, my penis was already painfully erect.
The boss gently fiddled with the bell. My mother's reaction grew stronger, her cries louder and louder,
"Ugh...hmm...okay...no...don't...torture...me...hmm...ah..."
Her seductive moans further stimulated the boss. The groans grew louder and louder...
"Ah...no...don't...don't...ah...no...oh..."
But her buttocks rose and fell, seemingly bringing her considerable pleasure and joy... The
boss became even more excited, pinching and rubbing my mother's anus, making her incredibly itchy. My mother's anus opened and closed like
a small mouth, slowly oozing fluid; the thick, sticky love juice had already flowed out in a mess.
The boss moved my mother's buttocks slightly, and the writhing
anus facing me. I could see it more clearly. My mother's whole body was flushed, and she was constantly emitting wanton moans and rapid
breathing. Her eyes were glazed over as she stared at the wedding photo of her and my father on the bedside table.
She bit down hard on the pillow, forcefully closing her two long, slender legs in stockings to suppress the lust
within her . The boss seemed to read my mother's mind, and suddenly pulled out the bells from her anus.
"Ah...hiss...you...like that...still..."
My
mother was too ashamed to speak. He actually pulled six small bells out of my mother's anus!
Then he slowly stuffed them back in. My mother whispered shyly, "Ah!...No...Don't..."
She was practically going crazy; her beautiful hair was scattered across her face from the violent shaking, her hands crumpling the sheets
into a mess . With each child she shoved in, she cried out, "Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..."
Her wanton moans made me almost ejaculate. But the boss seemed to be putting on a show for me, pretending to...
After putting the bell back in, he pulled out a wide-bristled brush from somewhere.
He used it to slowly brush up and down her anus and buttocks, gently twisting it. After countless rubs,
Mom screamed uncontrollably.
"Ah...ah...darling...oh...I...I...can't...take...it...darling!...ouch..."
She reached her climax, collapsing onto the bed, trembling all over. Only then did the boss, satisfied, lewdly
pull out the key. He laid Mom face up on the edge of the bed, letting her legs dangle naturally off the bed, so that
her genitals were directly facing me outside the door.
He opened the metal panties beside her and pulled a pink vibrating egg out of Mom's vagina.
As the vibrating egg was pulled out, the vaginal fluid gushed out three or four feet away like a burst dam. At the same time, I also
ejaculated into my panties...My mind went blank, as if time had stopped at that moment. I stood there, stunned,
staring at my mother's secret garden. The garden I'd longed for day and night was right before my eyes. My mother's pubic hair
wasn't sparse, but it was beautiful. The dark pubic hair, moistened by her vaginal fluids, lay limply on her mons pubis. It couldn't
cover the entire mons pubis; instead, it accentuated her fair skin. Under the yellow light,
the mons pubis, moistened by her vaginal fluids, seemed shrouded in a layer of mist, glistening with moisture (now I understand the meaning of "peach"
). It evoked a primal urge in any man. My lower body began to throb again… I forgot about the boss's presence.
He got out of bed and took a small bottle from his bag containing a pale green, semi-transparent ointment. He
unbuttoned his robe, revealing dark skin, a strong physique, and a dark, already large penis
. He lay down on his side next to my mother after getting into bed, his right arm around her, pressing her head tightly against his chest
. He licked her ear while his left hand caressed her intimate area.
My mother seemed still dazed from the previous pleasure, murmuring incoherently. But she was quickly
awakened by this experienced man.
"Ah…ah…"
my mother sighed.
"It's all your fault! You put this on her in the kitchen…and she came out so wet…"
So that's what she was wearing while eating! No wonder she seemed so uncomfortable earlier!
"Don't you like it?"
the boss said. "You seem quite pleased…my little bitch."
"Ugh, you're teasing me! I'm not talking to you anymore!"
my mother said, shaking off his hand and turning away.
"Haha…little beauty, you won't say 'ugly' anymore in a moment. You'll be begging me to make you feel good, haha."
The shopkeeper calmly roamed his hands over the mother's fair body, savoring its alluring charm.
His touch moved from her calves upwards, then down her shoulders, his
hand lingering briefly on her breasts inside her bodice before sliding over her slender waist and flat stomach, teasing the dark pubic hair.
He occasionally pinched and kneaded the fleshy opening of her vagina, wantonly teasing and playing with this cold beauty
. The mother's lips remained tightly closed, her expression still icy, but with the shopkeeper's teasing, her brows furrowed and
her cheeks gradually flushed. It was clear she was trying her best to resist his advances, not wanting to be aroused in his presence.
The shopkeeper patiently continued to caress her, his right hand gently squeezing and releasing her breasts, his left hand covering her lower body
, his calloused fingers rubbing her most delicate areas.
Not long after, Mom began to react, her body writhing slightly uncontrollably, her legs crossing as she tried to trap his
hands, her face flushed. A layer of color rose on her fair, jade-like skin. Her tightly closed lips parted slightly as she breathed
softly . He looked at Mom's expression with satisfaction and quickened his pace. Suddenly, the hand caressing Mom's breasts
increased its pressure.
"Oh...no..." Mom seemed unprepared for this sudden attack. Her hands tried to stop the man's
brutal assault on her breasts. Little did she know that her lower body was being attacked...
The boss quietly scooped out a lot of ointment from the bottle, gently parted Mom's labia, and easily
inserted deep into her secret place, applying it to the warm, soft walls of her flesh. The ointment dissolved completely upon contact with her vaginal fluids,
and Mom felt a tingling sensation in a certain spot inside her vagina, which then became more and more pronounced, like wildly growing vines, soon
spreading throughout her lower abdomen along her blood vessels.
At this moment, Mom could only be described as a ball of fire. Her entire body was flushed red, covered in a fine layer of sweat, and
her face was crimson, even the area around her pupils was covered with red veins. The most attractive change in her lower body was
the fleshy protrusion above her cleft. It had been hidden from view before, but now it stood there shamelessly
, like a small pink pearl, making one's mouth water and want to bite it.
Her vaginal fluids gushed incessantly from her opening, soaking her vulva and buttocks until they were glistening. Her labia majora became swollen and
shiny, and slowly opened. More and more fluids flowed down her vulva to her anus, and her vulva began to
involuntarily writhe and twitch.
She clenched her teeth, desperately trying to hold back, but to no avail; her vulva and breasts swelled.
"Want it, beautiful? Hahaha, say something nice and I'll give it to you."
"You...you used what..."
Mom's labia majora were now fully open. I could see glistening vaginal fluid seeping from the inside of her labia minora.
The boss hooked my mother's labia with his fingertips and pulled them down, fully exposing her vaginal opening. He then used his middle and ring fingers to
lightly peck at my mother's clitoris. Gradually, my mother's vulva began to swell outwards, and her labia minora gave up resistance,
revealing my mother's most sacred and pure land to that man. The vaginal opening slowly opened and then rhythmically opened and
closed.
The man's movements became more intense, rapidly pecking at my mother's clitoris and the area around her urethra. Amid my mother's low, helpless
moans, her vaginal opening gradually became engorged with blood, reddened, and opened even wider. The vagina slowly opened, gradually
expanding into a tube, and even the cervix deep inside could be vaguely seen. The scene was like a beautiful flower
slowly opening its delicate petals, awaiting the bees to collect nectar. Years later,
the image remains vivid in my mind. At that moment, I realized that a woman's body is the most loyal and never lies
. Once you conquer it, even the most arrogant woman will become incredibly attentive to you. At this point, my mother's body was completely...
She was no longer under his control. Although her mouth said "no," her lower body was
clearly , desperately yearning to fill the endless emptiness, desperately yearning for the nourishment of nectar.
Her buttocks involuntarily swayed back and forth slightly, her lips moving to emit muffled, intermittent moans, clearly
suffering from the torment of the aphrodisiac.
The boss excitedly buried his face in her chest, kissing her passionately, his tongue circling her nipples. He held her
legs tightly, preventing them from closing, unable to alleviate the unbearable itching.
"Ah no…" Her mother shook her head violently, twisting hysterically, but to no avail. She was held
tightly by him; the usually proud mother now appeared so helpless, only able to desperately move her buttocks to alleviate the effects of the aphrodisiac
.
This, in turn, provided immense stimulation to the boss's penis beneath her. The torment was like a demon within her, giving
her no peace, slowly eroding her last shred of reason. The feeling of helplessness and powerlessness brought her to the brink
of collapse. Mother could no longer resist the waves of stimulation; the instinctive pleasure shattered her composure and indifference. Finally, she
groaned loudly, "Come on, I want it!" Her voice became soft and sweet as she grasped the boss's penis and
brought it towards her lower body. But the boss deliberately teased her, only letting the large glans rub against her vulva
, not penetrating her vagina.
"Save me! Please! I'll do anything!"
Mother cried, having lost all self-respect. She was willing to submit to relieve the itch, but her thinking was too naive
. The boss taking her body was inevitable; now he was focused on torturing and humiliating her.
"Call me something nice!!" the boss said harshly, slapping her high, firm buttocks, leaving a
bright red handprint. At that moment, I wanted to rush in and beat the boss who was torturing my mother, but a sadistic urge to abuse my mother was creeping into my
body . I actually wanted that man to torture my mother properly…
“Darling…give it to me…”
“No way!!!…slap!”
My mother’s fair buttocks were slapped again.
“Waaah…hmph…I…my darling…”
“Hmph! Is that all you can say…slap!”
Another bright red handprint landed on my mother’s buttocks.
“Waaah…please…give it to me.”
My mother couldn’t help but sob.
“So stupid, call me good husband!”
“Waaah…no…not here…”
“If you don’t listen, there’ll be no way to stop the itch!”
“But…this…”
My mother’s almond-shaped eyes, filled with tears, became even more hazy, radiating a sorrowful and shy gaze.
I quietly shifted my gaze from the wedding photo of her and my father on the bedside table, burying my shoulder in the blanket.
"Haha, my Ling'er." The boss saw this scene: "Shy?"
"Ah...no...no, that's not it..." The mother tried her best to hide her embarrassment.
The boss lifted the mother's head. "Open your eyes," the boss commanded, "Look at it!!"
"No...no, I'm shy."
"No! You have to say it!! You have to say it while looking at the picture!!!" The boss roared, "If you don't listen, I'll make you itch to death!
" The boss revealed his fierce face and quickened his teasing of her vulva.
"Ah...no, no...stop...stop it." The mother was already incoherent.
"If you want to feel good, say it!!" The boss lewdly grinned.
"Ugh...okay...husband..." Humiliation tears slid down her beautiful face like broken beads.
Good girl...this is my good Ling'er. Don't cry...good girl." As he spoke, the boss gently rubbed the mother's swollen buttocks and
kissed them. While kissing her, he used his hand to probe her anus. The itching didn't subside; instead,
the stimulation intensified the emptiness within her.
"Good husband...come on..."
"What are you doing?"
"You're so annoying...you know...oh...hurry...faster."
"You haven't agreed to my request yet, my little Ling'er."
"I've already called you good husband...you, you can't go back on your word..."
"Haha, I taught you to say that then, I want to hear you say it yourself," the boss chuckled casually, quickening his
movements.
"You...you're so...so...so...oh...no!" Like Lin Daiyu, the mother uttered a few "good"
s
before her words were drowned out by moans and groans.
"Ah...I...I'm...I'm about to die...I...I promise you...anything you ask."
"Haha...haha, my little Ling'er. I love you so much, don't blame me."
"No...no...hurry, I can't take it anymore..."
The boss grinned maliciously as he squatted down, touching my mother's swollen, red, and shiny vulva. My mother's body shuddered as if
greatly stimulated. "Stand up and dance for me!!"
My mother's shame had already collapsed; she only wanted to relieve the intense itching in her lower body and fill the emptiness within. My mother
stood up unsteadily, her face flushed, drenched in sweat, and slowly struck a pose reminiscent of the willow branches in an ancient dance.
I, standing outside the door, was stunned. I had seen my mother perform when I was a child. That hazy memory returned: on stage, my mother
danced gracefully, her steps light and elegant,
perfectly . My fairy-like mother was my pride. Even without those alluring flowing sleeves, Mom's two tender
, lotus-root-like arms and slender, jade-like fingers swayed gently with her waist, her high, rounded hips
swaying with her steps. Now, Mom was still like a fairy on stage, her movements still so graceful.
But her half-open, scarlet lips revealed her inner desire, and her swollen, already soaked lower body revealed her physical
lust.
To be precise, Mom was now playing the role of a wanton fairy, a fallen angel. That
combination of purity and lewdness, pride and baseness, was all embodied in Mom at this moment. I believe any man facing such a scene would be aroused with
a desire to conquer and ravage.
"Not this!! I want to see modern dance!!!" the boss roared, "Like
the DVD we watched in the hotel room yesterday."
Mom's face turned even redder. She spat, "Pah, you're so shameless..."
But she endured the extreme discomfort in her lower body, finally humiliatingly spreading her two shapely, well-proportioned thighs in front of the boss.
Slowly, she lowered herself into a split, her upper body twisting as she gently lifted her small bodice with both hands. Her skin was as pink and tender
as snowflakes falling from the sky; her breasts, now unprotected, did not sag at all, standing proudly on her chest, the two
rosy nipples like adorable red marks on white steamed buns. With each breath, her pale pink nipples rose
slightly as if waiting to be caressed. Her fingers repeatedly brushed against her nipples.
Stimulated in her most sensitive area, she let out a soft moan, but she clenched her teeth, her brow furrowed, and beads of sweat appeared on
her nose . With trembling hands, she grabbed one leg and pulled it towards her shoulder, beginning
to pole dance around the bedpost. Her mother had a naturally good figure, and being a dancer, coupled with her consistent exercise over the years, she danced
exceptionally well.
Having only ever seen pole dancing online, I never imagined I'd see my mother perform it live for the first time; her
lewd movements almost made me ejaculate. The shopkeeper looked with interest at the exposed vulva of my mother's lower body, the automatically opening
vagina rings of grooves.
"Ling'er, do you know, your vulva is like a double-doored house, it's a famous treasure, quite nice."
"Ugh! Look at my private parts, it's so embarrassing." Although my mother said this, she felt a
strange .
My mother slowly turned around, her back to the shopkeeper, raised her beautiful buttocks high, and reached behind her back to undo her bodice.
The last bit of protection fell to the ground like an autumn leaf. A completely naked beauty was displayed between me and the shopkeeper.
My mother turned around and knelt at the shopkeeper's feet, her hands stroking his large penis. She let the penis intentionally or unintentionally rub against
her breasts . Her fair and smooth skin undulated like a piece of white satin with her alluring curves. My mother was
only wearing a pair of high-heeled leather boots and a heart-shaped crystal necklace that my father had given her. My mother's swaying waist, her
full breasts bouncing with her movements, her firm thighs rising and falling gently, her
shapely buttocks swaying softly, her boneless arms moving over her body, her beautiful garden appearing and disappearing
. The smile on her face was both charming and proud. Before her eyes appeared a long, dark, black
penis with bulging veins, over twenty centimeters long, throbbing as if leaping with joy. The dark purple glans was the size of an egg
, and clear fluid oozed from the urethral opening. My mother hugged the man's waist, her slightly closed eyes fluttering gently
, her delicate lips parting slightly. "Slut!" I cursed inwardly, but my lower body was throbbing…

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