[My Countryside Desk Mate: My Mother, Aunt Zhang, and Yang Xiong] [Author: bulun]

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(I)

After experiencing the intoxicating pleasure her mother had described, Aunt Zhang completely let loose that night. Although Yang Xiong only ejaculated inside her three times, she experienced countless orgasms. While most women become numb as the orgasm progresses, she became increasingly sensitive. Often, one orgasm would be followed by another, a relentless stream of climaxes that left her feeling utterly blissful, her mind and soul intoxicated, as if she were in paradise.

Aunt Zhang's performance further excited Yang Xiong. Adhering to the principle that making the woman he loved happy was a man's pride, he worked tirelessly like a raging bull, quickly regaining his strength after each ejaculation and beginning another assault. The longer he lasted inside her, the longer it lasted.

When Aunt Zhang finally descended from the peak of ecstasy, Yang Xiong still hadn't ejaculated, but she was already weak and almost exhausted, unable to continue. Undeterred, Yang Xiong longed to experience the sensation of his penis entering her uterus again. He said,

"Auntie, I haven't come out yet, it's so uncomfortable. Can I enter your uterus one more time?" He had tried twice before, but the opening would immediately contract as soon as the head of his penis touched it, preventing entry. He believed Aunt Zhang wasn't fully relaxed, hence his plea.

Aunt Zhang shook her head, saying, "No, Auntie really can't. If you push me into my uterus again, I'll really die. I won't be going home tomorrow."

"Okay, Auntie, what should I do? I'm really in so much pain."

"You're Auntie's nemesis! Auntie will suck it out for you with her mouth!" Yang Xiong was overjoyed, thinking he'd misheard, and excitedly asked, "Auntie, you'll suck it out with your mouth?" He had only seen oral sex on videotapes and DVDs before, never experienced it firsthand. Although he had made love with his mother twice, she had never used her mouth. Each time, he could quickly get back into bed after ejaculation, without needing his mother's stimulation. At that time, he only wanted to make his mother happy, to savor her, and to indulge in passionate lovemaking, never considering oral sex. Even if he had thought about it, he dared not say anything, afraid of upsetting his beloved woman.

"You've made Auntie happy, so Auntie won't let you suffer," Aunt Zhang said with a mixture of affection and helplessness. She made Yang Xiong lie down, then propped herself up on top of him, exhausted, and without cleaning the filth from his penis, she took it into her mouth and began to suck hard, seemingly trying to make him ejaculate quickly.

When Aunt Zhang took his penis into her mouth, Yang Xiong trembled all over, almost ejaculating. It was his first time experiencing oral sex, and he didn't want to ejaculate so quickly, so he desperately tried to hold back. The feeling of oral sex was indeed different from intercourse, especially when Aunt Zhang circled the glans with her tongue; the tingling, itchy sensation made his hair stand on end and his heart race.

Aunt Zhang would sometimes circle the glans with her tongue, sometimes tightly wrap her tongue around the penis and stroke it up and down, and sometimes lick the testicles. The wonderfully pleasurable sensation made Yang Xiong feel like his soul was leaving his body, as if he were in heaven.

Under Aunt Zhang's diligent service, Yang Xiong soon felt the urge to climax. He couldn't help but move his hand to Aunt Zhang's head, making her stroke him according to his instructions. When he was about to climax, he pressed Aunt Zhang's head down hard, while lifting his hips and thrusting upwards until his testicles touched Aunt Zhang's lips and his penis was deep into Aunt Zhang's throat.

Aunt Zhang's eyes rolled back as she was thrust in, unable to spit out. With her head held down, she could only hold her breath and endure as the hot semen shot deep into her throat. Only after he had almost finished ejaculating did Yang Xiong release his hand from Aunt Zhang's head. Aunt Zhang hurriedly raised her head, her face flushed, and coughed for a while before catching her breath. Residual semen clung to the corner of her mouth as she said, "Were you trying to suffocate me?"

Seeing tears in Aunt Zhang's eyes, Yang Xiong realized he had gone too far and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Aunt Zhang, I'm so sorry. I got carried away just now. I'll never do it again." He then hugged Aunt Zhang and kissed her.

Aunt Zhang glared at him and said, "You'll kill me sooner or later." "Auntie is so good to me, how could I? I wouldn't want to! I'll love Auntie forever." "That's easier said than done. If that were true, you wouldn't have held my head down so hard just now."

"Auntie, I mean it. You'll see later."

Aunt Zhang was already exhausted, and the exertion had left her nearly collapsed. She had no energy left for flirting and lying quietly in Yang Xiong's arms, quickly falling asleep.

It seemed as if fate was on their side. While they were locked in their passionate lovemaking inside, the rain outside was so heavy it seemed to drown out their sounds, enough to disturb the other hotel guests. They stopped, and the rain gradually subsided, as if not wanting to disturb their rest after a night of frenzied activity.

When they awoke, not only had the rain stopped, but the sun was out. Perhaps they were too exhausted from the previous night, for they had fallen asleep with the light still on. When Aunt Zhang woke up, she found herself nestled in Yang Xiong's arms like a kitten, her head resting on his arm, one hand clutching his erect penis.

A blush instantly spread across Aunt Zhang's face. She quickly released her grip, glancing at Yang Xiong, who was still asleep, before turning her gaze back to his prominently erect penis. Although she had experienced countless orgasms from it the previous night, she hadn't really looked at it properly. She gently straightened the 45-degree angled penis and began to admire it closely.

Its appearance wasn't the yellowish-black of an adult's penis, but rather a pinkish-red. It was at least 16 centimeters long and likely no less than 4 centimeters in diameter. The glans was large, about the size of a ping-pong ball, only different in shape. The glans was a tender red, and the hair at the base of the penis was dense, spreading out in a triangle from below the navel all the way to between the legs.

Looking at the penis in her hand—the one that had brought her to the brink of ecstasy countless times last night—Aunt Zhang sighed inwardly: So long and thick for someone not even fifteen, and so firm and enduring. No wonder Sister Jing was captivated; what woman could forget such an experience?

Aunt Zhang was about to continue admiring and studying it when Yang Xiong suddenly moved, startling her so much that she quickly released him. Turning her head, she saw sunlight streaming in through the window. She picked up her phone and saw it was dead. Not knowing what time it was, she hurriedly got up. Just as she was about to put on her clothes, Yang Xiong woke up. Seeing Aunt Zhang's beautiful figure, his heart fluttered. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, realizing the scene was real, and became excited again, reaching out to pull her beautiful body into his arms.

Aunt Zhang let out a soft moan as Yang Xiong pushed her down onto the bed. Just as Yang Xiong was about to kiss her, Aunt Zhang stopped him, saying shyly and coquettishly, "Xiong, don't be silly. It's almost noon, we have to rush back to the city." "But I really want to."

"There will be plenty of opportunities later."

Yang Xiong knew it was getting late, and he was especially pleased to hear Aunt Zhang say there would be more opportunities later, so he didn't force her.

When they finished washing up and left the room, it was indeed noon. Although they had been engaged in a fierce battle almost all night and had only slept for a few hours, Aunt Zhang didn't feel tired; on the contrary, she was refreshed and radiant. However, after a night of intense passion, both of them were hungry, so they decided to eat lunch before setting off.

Although they had already been intimate, they didn't talk much. On the way back, Yang Xiong, feeling unsatisfied that morning, intentionally or unintentionally brought up the previous night's events. Aunt Zhang mostly pretended not to hear, only revealing that it was her second time last night when Yang Xiong mentioned her excellent oral sex skills and how pleasurable it felt, asking if she often performed oral sex on

Uncle Liu. Aunt Zhang's first oral sex experience was with Uncle Liu many years ago. Uncle Liu had obtained a pornographic videotape, watched it, and wanted to try it herself. Aunt Zhang initially refused, but after Uncle Liu's repeated pleas, she agreed to try. However, Uncle Liu ejaculated in less than three minutes. At that time, Aunt Zhang's desire was aroused by the video, but Uncle Liu couldn't satisfy her, causing her great distress. Therefore, she never performed oral sex on Uncle Liu again.

Near the city, Aunt Zhang repeatedly instructed Yang Xiong not to let anyone know about their relationship.

Upon arriving home, Liu Yuxuan asked why they were only returning so late and why his phone was unreachable. Aunt Zhang panicked upon hearing this, and besides telling Liu Yuxuan that her phone was dead, she didn't know how else to explain.

At this moment, Yang Xiong was calmer than her. He told Liu Yuxuan that the rain in their hometown had only stopped that morning, and because of the rain, the road from the town to the county seat was difficult to travel, so they were traveling slowly.

Liu Yuxuan didn't suspect that his mother had any relationship with Yang Xiong; he was just curious and concerned, so he naturally believed Yang Xiong's explanation.

Although her son didn't suspect anything, Aunt Zhang's heart was still stirred. Recalling the absurdity and indulgence of the previous night, she felt sorry for her family and her husband. Although she didn't love him, her husband had treated her well over the years, and her in-laws had also been good to her. Secondly, she felt sorry for her best friend, her mother. Yang Xiong was her mother's lover, and if her mother found out, the decades-long friendship between the sisters could be ruined.

In fact, when Aunt Zhang left the hotel at noon, she felt a little guilty, but it wasn't very strong because the afterglow of the previous night's happiness hadn't faded, and she had to rush back to the city, so she didn't have time to think about it much. Since getting married, she had wholeheartedly wanted to be a good wife and mother. Although she didn't marry Uncle Liu out of love, she had never thought about having an affair before.

Over the years, many people from her workplace and society have shown her favor, trying every means to get close to her and become intimate with her. Many of these men were more outstanding than her husband, but she remained unmoved. Even after hearing her mother's story with Yang Xiong, she only felt longing and envy, never considering trying it herself.

Last night, she inexplicably lost her virginity to Yang Xiong, which Aunt Zhang believes was mainly due to her curiosity. If she hadn't been so curious about her mother and Yang Xiong's affair that day, and hadn't asked so many questions, perhaps she wouldn't have felt such longing, nor would she have had the thought of trying it. Last night, she wouldn't have seduced Yang Xiong, ultimately losing her virginity to him.

She had actually lost her virginity to a boy about the same age as her son, and with such fervent devotion and infatuation—if word got out, she wondered what others would think. No, she couldn't continue associating with him, otherwise she might end up like Jingjie, infatuated with him.

After much deliberation, Aunt Zhang resolved to end this relationship with Yang Xiong and try to see him as little as possible in the future.

She thought that as long as she didn't actively seek out Yang Xiong and didn't give him a chance, she could definitely restore their normal relationship. Yang Xiong was a sensible and steady person; he wouldn't force himself, especially since his mother loved him wholeheartedly.

Aunt Zhang was the kind of person who acted immediately once she made a decision. To avoid further contact with Yang Xiong, she should try to see him as little as possible. Meeting him would inevitably bring back memories of the town and stir up emotions. Therefore, after dinner, she went to her room and didn't come out until Yang Xiong and the others were asleep.

Yang Xiong, returning home with Aunt Zhang, was filled with joy and didn't think about anything else. Returning home unexpectedly brought back Aunt Zhang, whom he had long admired. He couldn't help but be excited and thrilled, a happy smile constantly appearing on his face throughout the evening. Although Aunt Zhang deliberately avoided meeting him, he believed it was because she didn't want Liu Yuxuan to notice anything amiss.

However, when Yang Xiong's excitement subsided, he felt more guilty and uneasy. He felt sorry for his mother and worried that she would be heartbroken and stop seeing him. In his heart, his mother held more weight than Aunt Zhang, and he feared losing her. The next day, back at school, Yang Xiong would subtly inquire about my mother's situation from me from time to time. (At that time, I didn't know that both my mother and Aunt Zhang had lost their virginity to him.) Yang Xiong was worried that his mother would find out and he would lose her, yet he also missed Aunt Zhang and hoped to experience her passion again. Driven by this anxious state of mind, every day, besides asking me about my mother, he would also subtly inquire about Aunt Zhang from Liu Yuxuan. Unfortunately, neither of us could provide the information he wanted.

After school on Friday, Yang Xiong and I returned home. Seeing the warmth in my mother's eyes and the joy on her face, I knew she hadn't suspected anything. Although I was no longer uneasy, I still dared not be careless. During our conversation, he rarely mentioned Aunt Zhang. Even when he did, he would quickly shift the topic to Liu Yuxuan, saying that his learning and reaction abilities were worse than mine, only that he was more hardworking. He said that if I were as hardworking as Liu Yuxuan, I would definitely be much better than him. I was depressed for a long time after hearing this, and it turned out that my premonition was right. My free time was completely compressed because of his bullshit flattery.

(II)

After Aunt Zhang returned from Yang Xiong's house, she decided to stop seeing Yang Xiong, but she was still a little uneasy, worried that her mother would find out about her relationship with Yang Xiong. On the fourth day, when she received a call from her mother asking for something, her heart tightened. Could it be that her mother had found out about her relationship with Yang Xiong? After thinking about it, she felt that it was unlikely. Yang Xiong went directly from her house to school on Monday without meeting her mother, but she was not sure and could only wait anxiously.

After meeting, Aunt Zhang realized that her mother had not come to question her. Her mother came to see Aunt Zhang mainly because she could not bear the torment and suffering of not being able to date her lover for so long. She wanted to talk to her best friend about her bitterness, and secondly, it was for the sake of the child in her belly. Although Aunt Zhang felt relieved, she was still a little guilty. She was not as calm and composed as before in front of her mother, and her eyes were somewhat evasive.

The mother openly expressed her longing for her lover, a quality that Aunt Zhang found admirable. Although she appeared capable and assertive, she was far less assertive in this respect than her seemingly gentle and quiet mother.

Because of her intimate relationship with Yang Xiong, Aunt Zhang dared not discuss her dates with Yang Xiong with her mother, fearing that it might give her away. She only mentioned the pregnancy: "I've thought about it for a long time, and I think it's better to have an abortion. If you give birth, it will be around July next year, which is when Xiao Jian and the others will be taking the college entrance exam. You can't leave for a long time. Besides, if you don't tell Xiao Xiong, he won't be able to concentrate on his exams if you're away for a long time." Her mother pondered for a while and said, "I really can't bear to. The books say that men can't forget the women who have given birth to their children, regardless of whether they like them or not."

"You want to use a child to tie him down?"

"No, I really want to have a child for him." "

Then you can wait until they go to university. You'll be under forty then, and having a child won't be a problem. He'll be older then, and his resilience will be stronger in all aspects. Even if there is an issue, it won't be a big problem." Seeing her mother deep in thought, Aunt Zhang added after a moment, "Then you can rent a place near their school, so you can be with him and take care of him. Nowadays, many parents accompany their children to university, so no one will suspect your relationship."

"Rent a place?" Mom muttered to herself, looking up as if considering Aunt Zhang's suggestion.

Aunt Zhang saw Mom's slightly furrowed brow relax and a smile appear on her face. "Have you thought it through?" she asked. Mom didn't answer, but instead asked Aunt Zhang, "Are there any houses for rent near Xiao Xuan's school?" "You want to go there..." Aunt Zhang stopped mid-sentence. Mom clearly didn't mean that. After a moment's thought, she quickly understood and said, "You mean, you want to rent a place near the school Xiao Xiong and the others are currently attending, as a place for your dates?"

Mom blushed and didn't answer, but her expression showed she had guessed correctly.

Aunt Zhang smiled, a pang of bitterness in her heart. Although she had decided to stop seeing Yang Xiong, the thought of Mom being able to live happily ever after with Yang Xiong still made her uncomfortable, so her smile was forced.

After a moment, Aunt Zhang said, "Your idea is not bad. It's better than you going to hotels for dates. If you go to hotels too often, people will inevitably become suspicious. Renting a place will prevent anyone from suspecting anything." She paused for a moment and then said,

"He's at school from Monday to Thursday nights. Although he lives at school, he can still find opportunities to meet you. It's just that your dates won't be very long. He has evening self-study sessions, and I think there's roll call in the dorms at night." "He can skip boarding school and just say he lives with relatives nearby. He can still go to evening self-study sessions, just not live at school. Anyway, he transferred here, and he has relatives in the city, so no one will suspect anything." "That's a good idea." Aunt Zhang nodded.

"You're more familiar with this area. Could you help me find out?" "You want me to help you find out?" Her mother's request seemed to surprise Aunt Zhang.

"Since you work nearby, it's easy to find out. Just say a relative of yours wants to rent a place." "Okay!"

Although Aunt Zhang wasn't very willing, Mom knew that once she agreed, she would take it seriously. Sure enough, on the third day, Aunt Zhang told Mom that there was a suitable house and asked her to come and see it on Saturday.

When they met on Saturday, Mom noticed that Aunt Zhang looked worse than two days ago and couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Ying, you don't look well these past two days. Are you feeling unwell?" Aunt Zhang's name was Zhang Huiying, and Mom usually called her Xiao Ying or Yingzi. Actually, Aunt Zhang's complexion hadn't been very good two days ago, but Mom was preoccupied and hadn't noticed.

Aunt Zhang smiled and said, "I've been busy at work these past two days, plus helping you find a place, so I haven't had much rest." But her smile was unnatural, and it was clear that she wasn't telling the whole truth.

Usually observant, Mom was perhaps too excited to notice. Hearing Aunt Zhang's words, she felt a little embarrassed, smiled, and said, "Consider it a debt I owe you." She paused, then continued, "Xiaoying, don't worry too much about work. Worrying too much ages you quickly. Your health is your own responsibility. Women don't need to focus too much on fame and fortune; the important thing is to be happy."

Aunt Zhang could only nod in agreement.

The apartment Aunt Zhang found wasn't far from the school, about a kilometer away. It was behind the school, a great location—not directly on the street, yet conveniently located. A small alley led directly to the main street; clearly, Aunt Zhang had put a lot of thought into it.

The apartment wasn't large, about 60 square meters, an old-style building from the early 1990s, with two bedrooms and a living room. Although the exterior was rather old, the interior was very clean. While the furniture wasn't abundant, it included all the necessities for daily life; all that was needed was some bedding. Mom was very satisfied and immediately signed the lease.

Stepping out of the room, Aunt Zhang asked, "Does your little sweetheart know you're renting a place?" "I haven't told him yet. I'll tell him after I've settled things here." "Won't Xiao Jian and Xiao Xuan suspect anything?" "

They shouldn't. Xiao Jian and Xiao Xuan don't know much about his connections in the city. As long as he doesn't say anything and doesn't bring them here, they definitely won't suspect anything."

That evening, Mom found an opportunity to talk to Yang Xiong alone about renting a place outside, and told him to take some time on Sunday to see if he was satisfied. If he was, he could tell his teacher on Monday that he wouldn't be living at school anymore.

Yang Xiong was extremely excited after learning that Mom had rented a place outside. He barely slept that night, tossing and turning in bed, a longing smile on his face. I didn't sleep well either; I was still in bed when he left the next day.

The next day was Sunday, the time Yang Xiong tutored Liu Yuxuan. After breakfast, he went to see the place Mom had rented and thought it was very nice. Mom had decorated the bedroom very warmly, like their new home after their marriage.

Yang Xiong lingered in the rented room for a long time before leaving with a happy heart. However, as he approached Liu Yuxuan's house, his feelings became complicated—excitement mixed with nervousness, elation mixed with trepidation. He was excited

to see Aunt Zhang again. It had been a week since he last saw her after returning from her home, and he missed her terribly. Aunt Zhang had left such a deep and special impression on him, especially the wondrous feeling of his penis entering her uterus, which still excited him immensely, sometimes bringing a sweet, intoxicating smile to his face. He was nervous

and trepidated, wondering how Aunt Zhang would react. Although his mother was his dearest, Aunt Zhang held a significant place in his heart, and he was very concerned about her attitude. Although he felt that being with Aunt Zhang was unfair to his mother, he still hoped for a chance to relive their past.

Entering Liu Yuxuan's house, Yang Xiong didn't see the ever-smiling Aunt Zhang; only Liu Yuxuan was home. Liu Yuxuan told him that the procuratorate had something to do today, and his mother had gone to work overtime and might not be back until evening. Yang Xiong was very disappointed, but he didn't show it on his face. After composing himself, he forced himself to study with Liu Yuxuan.

Yang Xiong originally thought he could see Aunt Zhang that night, but Aunt Zhang didn't come back until after they went to bed. He thought of getting up several times to go to the next room to see Aunt Zhang, but he was afraid that Liu Yuxuan would find out. Later, when Uncle Liu came back, he dared not do it anymore. He hoped that Aunt Zhang would sneak into the study to see him that night, but Aunt Zhang did not appear until two or three o'clock in the morning.

He did not sleep well that night, and his eyes were dark when he woke up in the morning.

Yang Xiong's mood improved when he returned to school on Monday morning because he could be with his beloved mother that night.

(III)

After finishing evening self-study, Yang Xiong rushed to the rented house. As soon as he entered the door, he saw his mother waiting for him in the living room in her pajamas. He rushed forward and hugged his mother, saying, "Auntie, I missed you so much." He then gave his mother a long kiss on the lips.

"I missed you too. Why are there dark circles under your eyes?"

"I didn't sleep well last night."

"You little rascal." Mom thought Yang Xiong was thinking about today's date, so she didn't ask for details and scolded him playfully.

"Tonight I'm going to do it ten times to make up for all the time we missed." "Are you

sure you can do it?" Mom asked shyly and playfully. "You'll find out soon enough." Yang Xiong said, then carried Mom to the bedroom.

"You haven't showered yet."

"I'll shower later anyway, I can't wait."

Mom knew her lover was getting restless, so she didn't insist and let him carry her to the bedroom.

Yang Xiong put Mom on the bed, then eagerly took off his clothes, climbed onto the bed, and started kissing her. Seeing his impatient manner, Mom said softly, "Why are you in such a hurry?" "Auntie, I missed you so much, I can't wait even a minute longer." Yang Xiong said as he pushed Mom down onto the bed and started helping her undress. Mom was already prepared to receive him, wearing only a bathrobe, with nothing underneath.

"Auntie, you've been wanting it too, haven't you?" Yang Xiong said after peeling off his mother's nightgown. His mother gave a soft "Mmm," her face flushed, still a little embarrassed that her secret had been seen through by her lover.

Her shy, coquettish expression excited Yang Xiong even more. He couldn't wait to pounce on her and kiss her, starting from her face and moving downwards, saying, "Auntie, your skin is so beautiful, so delicate, so smooth. Your breasts are still so firm, you don't look like someone who's ever given birth..." His mother stroked Yang Xiong's head, enjoying his kisses, and said, "In a few years, when Auntie gets old, her skin wrinkles, and her breasts deflate, you won't like her anymore." "

Even if Auntie becomes a wrinkled, white-haired old woman, I'll still love you." Yang Xiong's words deeply moved his mother, a happy smile playing on her lips and eyes. She placed her hands on Yang Xiong's back, letting her lover kiss and caress her freely. "

Xiong, come on!" Just as Yang Xiong was about to kiss her lower body, his mother stopped him.

Yang Xiong had long wanted to enter his mother's body and taste that intoxicating pleasure. Upon hearing this, he immediately got up, parted his mother's legs, held one leg with one hand, and grasped his rock-hard penis with the other. He rubbed it against the entrance of his mother's already very wet vulva a few times, then forcefully thrust inside.

After entering his mother's body, Yang Xiong lay on top of her, kissing her and saying, "Auntie, I really missed you so much." At the same time, he began to thrust impatiently.

"Auntie too. Don't rush, take it slow," his mother said softly, her arms around Yang Xiong's neck.

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I just missed you so much." Through their previous two encounters and countless acts of lovemaking, Yang Xiong knew that his mother initially preferred gentle, slow thrusts, but only craved a storm of intense pleasure near climax. So he slowed down, beginning to thrust rhythmically, saying, "Auntie, being with you is so comfortable, so blissful. Auntie, is it comfortable?"

"It feels so good, I feel good whenever I'm with you. Xiong, when we're together in the future, please don't call me Auntie, okay? I feel a little embarrassed when you call me Auntie. I'm so much older than you, I could be your mother, but I'm still with you like this." "

Then when it's just the two of us, I'll call you Sister Jing."

Mom hummed in agreement, put her arms around Yang Xiong, gently stroking his back, enjoying his rhythmic slow and fast thrusts.

After a while, his mother said, "Xiong, how about I have a child for you?" "Okay!" Yang Xiong said excitedly, "After I graduate from university and start working, I'll marry you, and then you can have a child for me."

"By then, you'll be too old to have a child." "How could that be? By the time I graduate from university, you'll only be in your forties, still very young." "Who has a child at forty-five or forty-six?"

"Of course! My fifth uncle on my family had a child when his mother was forty-eight." "That was in the past. You don't see that now."

"Sister, are you talking about now?" Yang Xiong heard his mother hum in agreement, and then said, "I'm still studying now, I can't afford to raise one!" His expression was somewhat longing, but mostly helpless.

"Don't worry about that. With my current income, raising a child won't be a problem. As long as you're willing, I'll have one for you."

"No, that won't work. If you have a child, you won't have any income. Besides, raising a child alone is very hard, and I don't want you to suffer." Yang Xiong rejected his mother's idea, kissed her, and said softly, "Sister, I know how you feel. You are my first woman and the woman I love most in my life. I feel so happy just being with you. Even if you can't have children in the future, it doesn't matter. I will still love you and like you just the same."

Yang Xiong's words made his mother feel very sweet and happy. She said emotionally, "Xiong, the happiest thing in my life is meeting you and being with you. I don't ask you to be with me for life. As long as you spend time with me before you get married, I will be content."

"I will never let you leave me. Sister, let's get married after I start working." "Xiong, that's not realistic. I'm so much older than you. In another ten years or so, I'll be an old woman, while you will be at the peak of your energy."

"Old woman, I like it too."

Mom kissed Yang Xiong tenderly and said, "Xiong, I won't say anymore, I'm almost there." Yang Xiong knew she wanted him to speed up his thrusting, but he didn't do as his mother said. Instead, he said, "Sister, can you come up on top?" Without waiting for his mother's reply, he pulled her up to sit.

"How come you have so many tricks?" Mom said shyly and coquettishly, but she didn't object.

Yang Xiong chuckled and said, "The book says that this way, you can control the rhythm according to your own needs, and thus quickly reach the highest level you need." Actually, he had seen this on videotapes and DVDs.

After adjusting his position, Yang Xiong lay back and let his mother sit between his legs, saying, "Sister, you try it." Although he had never experienced it before, his movements were not clumsy. Throughout the process, his and his mother's lower bodies remained connected.

His mother had never experienced this before and found it very novel. She was willing to try and lifted her buttocks as instructed, starting to move up and down. Seeing that his mother's movements were clumsy, Yang Xiong supported the outside of his mother's buttocks with both hands, assisting her in moving up and down.

After his mother gradually mastered the basic techniques of masturbation, Yang Xiong moved his hands to her slender waist. Looking at her focused expression with her eyes half-closed, her fair and smooth body, and her breasts bouncing up and down with her movements, he was completely captivated. He also understood why some men on videotapes and DVDs preferred the woman-on-top position. Besides the physical pleasure, the woman-on-top position offered a visual feast, allowing him to clearly see the entire process of the woman becoming aroused.

Perhaps because it allowed him to customize the experience, his mother quickly became aroused. She placed her hands on Yang Xiong's arms, closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and moved joyfully, sometimes rising and falling, sometimes swaying left and right, sometimes swinging back and forth, fully enjoying the pleasure it brought. A few minutes later, his mother's breathing became heavy, and she began to moan with pleasure.

It was Mom's first time experiencing this, and she soon became exhausted, slowing down. She said, "Xiong, I can't go on, you take over!"

Seeing sweat beading on her forehead and her face turning red, Yang Xiong knew she was running out of strength. He quickly got up, embraced her, and switched to a missionary position, beginning a powerful thrusting motion.

Mom clung tightly to Yang Xiong like an octopus, her lower body swaying up and down with each thrust. With each heavy thrust, Mom's body trembled. After several rapid and powerful thrusts, Yang Xiong would grind against the soft, writhing flesh at the tip of his penis, enjoying the wonderful sensation of both squeezing and sucking, before resuming his frenzied, torrential thrusting.

Every thrust of Yang Xiong's was perfectly timed by his mother. Soon, she was panting heavily, her arms tightly wrapped around Yang Xiong's back, her mouth uttering broken cries: "Xiong... harder... like that... oh... so good... yes... thrust harder... thrust me to death... I love you... my darling... my precious... my good husband... you're so good at it... it feels so good... I'm almost there... thrust me to death..." His mother's cries grew louder and louder. Yang Xiong knew she was close to climax, and without hesitation, he launched his final, fatal attack, thrusting her to orgasm in one go.

As his mother sank from the peak of pleasure, Yang Xiong hadn't yet ejaculated, but he stopped thrusting, quietly enjoying the pleasure of her vaginal contractions. When his mother's body went limp and the sucking deep inside her vagina ceased, Yang Xiong suddenly remembered the wonderful pleasure of his penis penetrating Aunt Zhang's uterus, and tried to experience it with his mother.

However, no matter how he tried, he could not succeed. Firstly, his mother's vagina was deeper than Aunt Zhang's, and secondly, he could not open the tightly closed opening. On the contrary, he quickly aroused his mother's desire again, so Yang Xiong had no choice but to give up and begin his second conquest.

(IV)

His mother's second orgasm came faster than the first. In less than ten minutes, his mother began to shout excitedly again.

When his mother reached the peak of ecstasy for the second time, Yang Xiong also began to ejaculate powerfully. With his ejaculation, his mother's body began to spasm, and she murmured in her panting mouth, "I'm dead... I'm dead..." When his mother's legs were limply put down on Yang Xiong's back, Yang Xiong still held his mother tightly, and his lower body was still pressing hard on his mother's hips, as if to prevent the hot semen from overflowing from inside, and as if to enjoy the tightness and squeezing inside his mother. Only when his mother's spasms stopped and she went limp did Yang Xiong loosen his arms, letting her breasts, which had been squeezed out of shape, return to their original state. He cupped her flushed, burning face, kissing her gently as he said, "Sister, being with you is so comfortable."

"Sister too," his mother, gradually recovering, tenderly stroked Yang Xiong's face, saying, "Xiong, how come you're getting stronger and stronger? I can hardly take it anymore."

"Sister, don't you like it?"

"Sister likes it, I'd be willing to let you kill me."

"How could I bear to kill you! If I killed you, where would I find such a good sister? I just want to make you comfortable, happy, joyful, and to let you ascend to heaven," Yang Xiong said playfully.

His mother glared at Yang Xiong, who was still clinging to her, and said, "You're so cheeky." But her face was full of happiness and sweetness.

When Yang Xiong's penis was completely withdrawn from her body, his mother urged him to get off: "Rest for a bit, I'm going to wash up."

"Sister, I'll wash with you."

"No." Yang Xiong was about to get up when his mother pressed him down, glared at him, and said, "If we wash together, I won't be able to go home today."

"Sister, are you going home tonight?"

"Yes. I still have a family, I can't stay out all night. Listen to me, we have a long future ahead of us, anyway, I'm sticking with you for life." After saying that, Mom smiled playfully.

When Mom came out of the bathroom, she was already dressed. Seeing Yang Xiong sitting on the edge of the bed looking a little lost, she hugged him, kissed him on the forehead, and said softly, "Xiong, with this place, we can be together often in the future. Now you should focus on studying hard, improve your English as soon as possible, try to get into the top class next year, and then get into a good university."

Yang Xiong got up, hugged Mom, kissed her on the cheek, and said, "Sister, don't worry, I won't let you down."

With the little love house, she no longer had to worry about dating her lover, and with Yang Xiong's care, Mom's mood improved, and her complexion became better.

On the third day, Wednesday, Aunt Zhang saw Mom and felt that Mom seemed much younger. Her face was radiant and glowing, her skin was fair and smooth, and she didn't look like a woman nearing forty at all. She looked more like a newlywed woman who had just been blessed with love. Her figure also seemed more graceful than before.

Mom had asked Aunt Zhang to accompany her to the hospital. Upon meeting, Mom noticed that Aunt Zhang's complexion seemed worse than a few days ago, and she looked somewhat haggard. She was quite puzzled: "What's wrong? You look so pale. Didn't you sleep well last night?" "I

haven't been feeling well these past few days."

"Have you been to the hospital for a checkup?"

"It's nothing, I'll be fine after a couple of days of rest."

"Then you should take a couple of days off."

"No need, it's not that serious. Work isn't very tiring anyway." "But you look very pale, and you sound weak." "Sister, don't worry, I'll be careful." Aunt Zhang smiled, but it was a somewhat forced smile. She continued,

"Sister, does he not agree to you having the baby?"

"I haven't told him about the pregnancy, but he doesn't want me to be pregnant now." Mom paused, then continued,

"I've thought about it carefully these past few days, and what you said makes sense. If the baby is born, it might affect their chances of getting into university." Aunt Zhang nodded, feeling a pang of sadness. Mom loved Yang Xiong so much; she wanted to have a child for him, but she didn't want it to affect his studies. She was almost entirely devoted to him. If she knew about her relationship with Yang Xiong, she wondered what would happen. Aunt Zhang shook her head, not daring to think about it.

After accompanying her mother from the hospital and dropping her off at home, it was already past closing time. However, instead of rushing home as usual, she called Uncle Liu, saying she had something to do with her mother and asked him to arrange dinner for their son.

Aunt Zhang went straight back to her office, sat quietly at her desk, staring blankly ahead.

Recalling everything that had happened recently, Aunt Zhang was overwhelmed with mixed feelings, her mind a jumbled mess, a tangled mess she couldn't unravel.

She had thought that breaking off her relationship with Yang Xiong and forgetting what happened in the small town wouldn't be difficult; as long as she saw Yang Xiong less often and didn't think about those things, she would gradually forget. But it wasn't that simple. Whenever she saw Liu Yuxuan or her mother, she would unconsciously think of Yang Xiong, and thus remember what happened in the small town.

In the first few days after returning from the small town, because she was worried that her mother would find out about her relationship with Yang Xiong, the scenes from the small town hotel appeared less in her mind; what she thought most was what would happen if her mother found out. After several conversations with her mother and finding that her mother had no suspicions about her accompanying Yang Xiong home last time, she felt relieved. However, whenever she had free time, the events of the small town would resurface in her mind.

During the day, she could keep herself occupied by work and not have time to think about these things, but at night, she couldn't control her thoughts. When alone in her bedroom, the events of the small town would appear in her mind, impossible to shake off. Especially when lying in bed with her eyes closed, the scenes of ecstatic lovemaking would appear before her eyes, making her tremble with excitement and unable to fall asleep.

She had tried to distract herself from these memories of the small town hotel by having sex with Uncle Liu, but it only made things worse. On Saturday night, Uncle Liu returned early, and she deliberately wore sexy lingerie, hoping to arouse him. However, just as she got into the mood, Uncle Liu finished. She was left hanging in mid-air, unable to go up or down, her heart pounding like a cat's claw, extremely uncomfortable. The events of the small town appeared even more clearly in her mind, making her yearn and desire even more.

At first, she felt guilty about what had happened in the town, feeling sorry for Uncle Liu. But as time went by, this guilt was gradually replaced by resentment. In the more than ten years she had been with Uncle Liu, he had never penetrated her deeply, never given her that kind of exhilarating pleasure. Even in the first few years of their marriage, she had never experienced the ecstasy she felt with Yang Xiong. If it weren't for this unexpected encounter with Yang Xiong, she would have thought that married life was just like that, and that what was written in books was just imagination. If she

hadn't gone to see Yang Xiong off that day, if it hadn't rained that day, if there had been other rooms available at the town hotel, if she hadn't heard about her mother and Yang Xiong, if she hadn't been curious, if she hadn't teased Yang Xiong, then that night wouldn't have happened. Every time she thought of this, she felt a deep sense of melancholy: Was it truly fate that destined me for this ill-fated relationship with him?

She longed to return to the past, a time when she didn't know the taste of ecstasy, didn't know how wonderful sex was, didn't know that the soul could leave the body and float in blissful bliss. Then she wouldn't be tormented like this, and could live a carefree and relaxed life.

Although the events of the small town frequently haunted her, making her restless and unable to eat or sleep, she still insisted that time would gradually fade the pain. She believed that as long as she didn't see Yang Xiong, she would slowly forget everything that had happened in the town. Therefore, on Sunday, to avoid seeing Yang Xiong, she made an excuse about work and stayed in the office all day until they went to sleep before leaving to go home.

However, she couldn't sleep that night. The man who had once made her feel both life and death was in the room just a wall away, making it impossible for her not to think about him. Whenever she thought of him, the ecstasy scenes in the small town hotel would vividly appear before her eyes, especially the wonderfully tingling and itchy feeling of his penis penetrating her cervix and entering her uterus—recalling it made her feel weak in the bone, her mind and soul intoxicated. During this time, she even considered getting up to go to the next room and have Yang Xiong ravage her again.

Since Sunday night, she had suffered this unspeakable torment every night, especially in the last few nights. Whenever she closed her eyes, the scene in the small-town hotel would vividly appear before her, as if she were experiencing it herself, sometimes even experiencing inexplicable orgasms. Am I a lewd woman? She sometimes couldn't help but ask herself, but quickly dismissed the question, because she had never had the thought of having an affair in all these years.

She had thought about stopping Yang Xiong from tutoring her son, so that if she didn't see Yang Xiong, she wouldn't think about what happened between them, and the events in the small town would gradually fade from her memory. But this concerned her son's future, and she dared not make such a decision. Now her son got along better with Yang Xiong, and his progress was obvious; perhaps it wouldn't have the same effect with someone else.

Aunt Zhang sat in her office, lost in thought, wondering how she could forget Yang Xiong, how she could forget what happened in the small-town hotel, how she could escape this torment of sleepless nights and restless days. Until after 10 o'clock, she still couldn't think of a way to escape her misery. Finally, she decided to go out of town to relax, so that at least she could avoid seeing Yang Xiong and wouldn't be reminded of Yang Xiong by seeing Liu Yuxuan.

(V)

The next day, Aunt Zhang went to the hospital to ask for leave, but the leader refused, saying that there were several important cases that needed to be resolved as soon as possible, and that she needed to work overtime to organize materials. No one could go out.

Aunt Zhang returned to the office feeling very depressed. Her female colleague Xiao Wen, who had just returned from a business trip, saw her and said, "Sister Zhang, you seem unhappy today. What's wrong? By the way, why do you look so bad today?" "I don't know what's wrong. I've been very upset these past few days, and I haven't been sleeping well at night. I wanted to ask for leave to relax, but I have a lot of things to do now." Of course, Aunt Zhang wouldn't tell the other person the truth.

Xiao Wen glanced at Aunt Zhang, then smiled and whispered, "Sister Zhang, has your brother Liu been busy with social engagements lately, and hasn't been seeing you at night?"

"Pah, you little madman! Do you think I'm like you young people, thinking about that kind of thing every day? I'm old." Aunt Zhang said, her face still slightly flushed.

"Sister Zhang, can't we talk about something else? You're only a few years older than me, and your figure is still so good, your skin even smoother than mine. If Brother Liu were to give you a little more attention, you'd definitely be radiant and beautiful. If you put on a little makeup, you'd look even younger than us. As long as no new people come in, no one can take the title of 'court beauty' from you."

"What 'court beauty'? I think you're all still immature students." Aunt Zhang said, but a proud and smug smile still appeared on her face. Since the day she entered the procuratorate, she had always been the focus of the men's eyes, and no one had surpassed her yet.

"Hehe, that's for sure. Everyone agrees you're naturally beautiful. But if you're not careful, your title as the 'campus beauty' might be snatched away by someone else. Empress Wu Zetian in ancient times, even in her sixties or seventies, still had great skin and looked very young, because she was constantly being pampered by men. So, Sister Zhang, you should also have Brother Liu pamper you often. On this business trip, I met a sister who used to have a less-than-ideal complexion and looked older than me. But this time, I found her young and beautiful, and her skin was better than mine. After some questioning, she told me that her husband used to be inadequate, and she didn't pamper herself properly. Now she's found a lover who pampers her frequently, so her skin is radiant, her complexion is rosy, and she looks young and beautiful." "Is it that amazing?" "

Hehe, I remember reading in a book that Empress Wu Zetian, in her seventies, after being pampered by the Zhang brothers, soon experienced a 'renewed vitality and energy,' and even 'grew two new teeth.'"

"Then your little Wang should pamper you more."

"All he does after work is play cards," Xiaowen said with some dissatisfaction.

"So, are you planning to find someone?" Aunt Zhang asked with a smile.

"If there's a suitable one, it's hard to say."

"Aren't you afraid Xiao Wang will find out?"

"Of course I can't let him know, so I need to find someone reliable."

"Aren't you afraid of getting involved?" "Just sex, no feelings, how can I get involved

?" "Just sex, no feelings?"

"Yes. That means you have to make it clear beforehand that it's just a sexual relationship, not involving feelings, so you won't get involved."

"I'm afraid I'll lose control later."

"If you make it clear from the beginning, it shouldn't be a problem."

"Men might be able to do that, but it's hard to say for women. Eileen Chang said that the passage to a woman's soul is her vagina. Once a woman has a relationship with a man, it's hard to avoid thinking about him. If he brings you to an unprecedented level of ecstasy, it's even harder to forget him. Over time, it's hard to avoid developing feelings; there are many such examples in reality."

Xiao Wen chuckled and said, "If I'm looking, I'll stick to one principle: as long as I'm happy, I won't play with emotions."

"Xiao Wen, are you pregnant?"

"Sister Zhang, if I were pregnant, would I look about your age? Would my skin be so bad?" Aunt Zhang seemed to disagree with Xiao Wen's statement, smiled, and didn't argue further. But Xiao Wen's words churned in her mind.

'Just sex, no feelings. Right, if my relationship with Xiao Yang is just sexual, without any emotional involvement, it won't cause any harm to my family. We're so far apart in age, he won't ask me to marry him. He still has Sister Jing, so he won't have any long-term plans to be with me. He's tight-lipped and won't talk nonsense outside. There's no danger with him.'

After evening self-study, Yang Xiong returned to his rented room and was about to take a shower when there was a knock on the door. Who could it be? Yang Xiong opened the door with a question in his mind. He knew it definitely wasn't his mother, because his mother had a key.

"Aunt Zhang?!" Upon opening the door, he saw it was Aunt Zhang. Yang Xiong was very puzzled. How did Aunt Zhang know he lived here? What could she want at this time?

"What, not welcome?" Seeing Yang Xiong looking at her with a puzzled expression, Aunt Zhang spoke.

"How could that be!" Yang Xiong said with a beaming smile, hurriedly ushering Aunt Zhang into the house.

Once inside, Aunt Zhang's gaze never left Yang Xiong. After a moment, she said, "You little rascal, you've really put me through this."

"I..." Before Yang Xiong could finish speaking, Aunt Zhang had already embraced him, sealing his lips with hers. Then, like a parched man suddenly finding a spring of sweet water, she kissed him passionately.

Despite his doubts, Yang Xiong was quickly infected by Aunt Zhang's fervor, reaching out to embrace her and passively kissing her in return. Led by Aunt Zhang, the two moved towards the bedroom while kissing. Once

inside, Aunt Zhang released Yang Xiong, saying, "I want you. Come, love me." Before she finished speaking, she began to undress. When she was only wearing a lace panty, seeing Yang Xiong still standing there motionless, she hurriedly helped him undress.

Although it was late autumn, Yang Xiong wasn't wearing many clothes, and Aunt Zhang quickly removed them. When his pants were pulled down, Yang Xiong was still in shock, and his penis wasn't erect as usual. Seeing this, Aunt Zhang reached out and grabbed the penis that had once given her such pleasure, lowering her head to suck it vigorously.

Although still somewhat bewildered and surprised, Yang Xiong's penis quickly became erect under Aunt Zhang's sucking, and his hands unconsciously moved to Aunt Zhang's head.

Seeing that Yang Xiong was ready, Aunt Zhang dragged him to the bedside and said, "Come on, fuck me." Then she lay down on the bed. Although Yang Xiong had many questions, he didn't hesitate. He pulled his legs out of his pants, got on the bed, removed the only thing covering Aunt Zhang's body, spread her thighs, grasped his already erect penis, rubbed it against her overflowing vaginal opening a few times, and then thrust it in forcefully. As soon

as his penis entered her, Aunt Zhang began to move her hips in response. Yang Xiong knew that only by making Aunt Zhang feel good could he resolve his doubts, so he lay on top of her, hugged her tightly, and began a powerful, rapid thrusting.

"Harder...yes...that's it...fuck me harder...fuck me to death...ah...so good...fuck me in...fuck me all the way to my womb..." As soon as Yang Xiong began to thrust, Aunt Zhang hugged him tightly, urging him impatiently.

Faced with Aunt Zhang's seemingly frantic demands, Yang Xiong naturally tried his best to satisfy her, his hips moving up and down rapidly and powerfully like a motor at full speed.

Soon, Aunt Zhang's urging was replaced by heavy breathing, followed by satisfied and comfortable moans, and her legs wrapped around Yang Xiong's waist. These alluring sounds made Yang Xiong even more excited and more energetic, each thrust feeling like he was piercing Aunt Zhang, swift and powerful, reaching the very bottom every time.

Aunt Zhang thrust her hips, desperately welcoming him, giving in to his every whim. Each time she thrust all the way in, Aunt Zhang would let out a heavy "hmm" from her mouth and nose, and her originally pale face would gradually be covered with a thick blush.

Under Yang Xiong's powerful thrusts, Aunt Zhang quickly entered a state of frenzy, beginning to scream excitedly: "Baby... harder... I'm coming... fuck me hard... fuck me to death... I love you... I want you to fuck me... fuck me for the rest of my life... I want... to be your woman... like Sister Jing... to have your children... I'll never leave you again... Ah... I'm coming... I'm dying..."

With a scream that pierced the night sky, Aunt Zhang reached the peak of ecstasy. Yang Xiong stopped thrusting, pressing his penis tightly against Aunt Zhang's tender flesh, enjoying the tightness, sucking, and squeezing inside.

(VI)

When Aunt Zhang's spasms stopped and she went limp, her breathing gradually returning to normal, Yang Xiong began to thrust his still-erect penis again, tentatively asking, "Aunt Zhang, what's wrong with you today?" Aunt Zhang's face, still flushed, flushed with shyness, and she said coquettishly, "It's all your fault, you little devil." "What's wrong

with me, Aunt Zhang?" "I didn't want to see you anymore, I wanted to forget everything that happened in town that night, but the more I tried to forget, the more I couldn't."

"Aunt Zhang, are you uncomfortable or unhappy with me?" Yang Xiong was still confused.

"It's just that being with you is too comfortable. I'm afraid I'll end up like your Aunt Wen, unable to live without you, which is why I don't want to see you anymore. You're her lover, she loves you deeply, she's willing to give up everything for you, willing to bear your children. By the way, you didn't know she's pregnant with your child, did you?"

"Aunt Wen is pregnant?" Yang Xiong was shocked, and at the same time stopped thrusting.

"Yes, she must have gotten pregnant the first time you two were together." "No wonder she said she wanted to have my baby on Monday."

"You didn't agree?"

"I'm still studying, I can't even support myself, how can I afford a baby?" "Don't worry, she had an abortion yesterday. She plans to have the baby after you go to university." "That won't work either, unless I quit my studies and go out to work." "Silly boy, your Aunt Wen knows your situation. Since she decided to have the baby for you, she's naturally taken care of the upbringing. You don't need to worry."

Yang Xiong thought it made sense. Anyway, it was still early, more than half a year before he could go to university. He could deal with it then. So he started thrusting his penis, which was still inside Aunt Zhang.

"Auntie, I ejaculated inside you that day, will that be okay?" As soon as he started thrusting, Yang Xiong suddenly remembered what happened with Aunt Zhang in the small town and couldn't help but ask.

"Silly boy, don't worry, that day was my safe period, nothing will happen." "What about today?"

"Nothing will happen today either, don't worry."

Yang Xiong was relieved to hear this. Thinking about it, it made sense. Since Aunt Zhang knew about Aunt Wen's unexpected pregnancy, she would definitely take precautions when she was with him.

"By the way, you should pretend you don't know about Aunt Wen's pregnancy." "Why?"

"If she asks you how you found out, what will you say?"

"I...I..." Yang Xiong thought for a long time and really didn't know how to answer.

"If you just ask her about this, she'll know I told you. Then she'll definitely ask you when I told you and why. What will you say? Women are sometimes very sensitive. Aunt Wen and I have been sisters for decades. I promised her I wouldn't tell you this. If she finds out you know, she might suspect our relationship. If she knows about our relationship, she'll definitely be very sad." Aunt Zhang's analysis made a lot of sense. Yang Xiong nodded and said, "Aunt Zhang, am I really that bad? I love her very much and want to be with her for life, but I also miss you very much and hope we can stay together like this forever." "How many men aren't womanizers? Always wanting more than they have, wanting to have all the beauties in the world in their arms." "

I don't want all the beauties in the world. I only need you two, Aunt Zhang and Aunt Wen, that's enough." "You still want to have two women in your arms? Shameless!" Aunt Zhang glared at him and said.

Yang Xiong chuckled and said, "By the way, Aunt Zhang, you said you didn't want to see me anymore, so why are you here again today?"

"It's all your fault."

"I..."

"Who told you to be so amazing? I can't forget you, I can't stop thinking about you, I haven't been able to eat or sleep these past few days. If you hadn't come, I think I would have gone crazy." Even the most naive Yang Xiong knew that Aunt Zhang was infatuated with him, just like his mother, and couldn't live without him. He kissed Aunt Zhang and said, "No wonder you looked so unwell when you came in today, Aunt Zhang." Aunt Zhang pinched Yang Xiong on the back and said, "It's all your fault, anyway, I'm not leaving you." Yang Xiong hugged Aunt Zhang and kissed her, saying, "I won't let Aunt Zhang leave either." "What if your Aunt Wen finds out?"

"I..." Yang Xiong had been avoiding this question, hadn't thought about it seriously, and naturally couldn't answer.

"Don't let her know yet. I'll find an opportunity to test the waters and see if she can accept me." Yang Xiong nodded. He believed that with Aunt Zhang's intelligence and her relationship with his mother, she should be able to resolve the situation.

"Xiao Xiong, did I owe you something in my past life?"

"Maybe, so you have to repay it in this life," Yang Xiong replied playfully, while simultaneously thrusting hard.

"Hmm...you're asking for it, are you trying to fuck me to death?"

"It was you who asked, Aunt Zhang!" Yang Xiong kissed Aunt Zhang's cheek, saying mischievously.

"Nonsense." Aunt Zhang pinched Yang Xiong.

"Ah! Murdering your husband!" Yang Xiong deliberately exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"Xiao Xiong, how come you're so strong?"

"Don't you like it, Auntie?"

"You're really a nemesis to us women. You're only a teenager and you're already this amazing. What will you be like in the future?" "If I weren't strong and powerful, Auntie wouldn't like me, and she wouldn't be reluctant to leave me!" "If others knew that I was captivated by a teenage boy, I would be so ashamed." "Men can find women decades younger than themselves, so why can't women find men younger than themselves?" "Anyway, we can't let outsiders know about our affair. You have to be careful." "Okay." "

I don't know why, but I get especially excited when I'm with you. I'm about to come again." "Auntie, shall we change positions?"

"What position?"

"I'll come from behind you." Yang Xiong finished speaking and got up, withdrawing his penis from Aunt Zhang's body.

"Where did you get so many tricks from?" Aunt Zhang said, but still turned around and lay face down on the bed as Yang Xiong requested, supporting her upper body with her elbows and raising her round, beautiful, and sexy buttocks.

"The book says it feels different this way. Auntie, haven't you tried it?" As he spoke, Yang Xiong pressed his hands against Aunt Zhang's buttocks, admiring them while adjusting the height. Aunt Zhang's buttocks were very sexy, and her skin was very white, even the area around her anus was light in color. At this moment, her anus was opening and closing, and the entrance to her enchanting cave below was slightly open, as if waiting for a fisherman to come and touch it, which was extremely tempting.

"This position is so embarrassing. Does this position make you men feel very conquered?" "So Auntie and Uncle Liu have tried it too?"

"Do you think everyone is like you, taking so long and using so many tricks?" Yang Xiong, who had already adjusted the height, held his penis and rubbed it back and forth at the entrance of the peach blossom cave, saying, "Then let's try it now." Before he finished speaking, his monstrous penis had already entered Aunt Zhang's body.

Although Aunt Zhang had never tried it before, she had heard of it. As soon as Yang Xiong's penis entered the cave, she began to thrust her buttocks in response. Seeing Aunt Zhang's eagerness, Yang Xiong naturally didn't hold back, especially since it was his first time experiencing it. He pressed his hands against Aunt Zhang's buttocks, unleashing his power, and began his assault.

Because Aunt Zhang's vagina was relatively shallow, although Yang Xiong's thrusts were very forceful, there was no "slap slap" sound of buttocks and hips colliding like in the videos and DVDs; only Aunt Zhang's heavy "hmm...hmm..." sounds.

Aunt Zhang left at three in the morning. That night, she relived the unforgettable ecstasy of the small-town hotel, further solidifying her resolve to no longer avoid her love for Yang Xiong.

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