[Fanfiction about the invincible urban management officers] [Author: wbngshubi1986] [Chinese]

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After Madam Lü regained her senses, Master asked her to point out the location where the Lü family kept their gold, silver, and valuables. He expected Madam Lü to refuse, but to his surprise, she immediately agreed and provided very detailed information. Upon further questioning, he learned that after what Master and he had done, Madam Lü's younger sister, Miss Shen, committed suicide to uphold her chastity, and Lü Xiong was crippled (Master had broken his joints, though Master's joints were fine at the time). Everyone believed she was responsible for this, and her position as the legal wife was likely lost. Coupled with what had happened in the past few days, Madam Lü had essentially given up all hope.

So, under Madam Lü's guidance, my master and I, taking advantage of the quiet of the night, stole from the Lü family's treasure room. In the popular parlance of martial arts novels, the spoils were: five or six catties of gold, nearly forty catties of silver, and a bag of jewels and loose gold and silver. This bag was for Madam Lü; she'd be counting on this money when she became Miss Shen again. Although according to Song Dynasty custom, divorcing a wife required paying her a large sum, transferring assets wasn't something modern people would do; ancient people were quite clever.

After getting the money, we said goodbye to Madam Lü, told her where she hid her money, and then my master and I left, never to return. Facing the rising sun, I shouted, "Let's go, let's become monks!" Then my master kicked me to the ground, and I slunk away after him.

Chapter Eleven: My Days as a Monk

Time flies like an arrow, and another year has passed in the blink of an eye. In that year, the Northern Song Dynasty was destroyed by the Jin Dynasty, Zhao Gou crossed the Yangtze River to the south, established his capital in Hangzhou, renamed Hangzhou Lin'an Prefecture, and adopted the reign title Jianyan, officially establishing the Southern Song Dynasty.

My master and I now reside in a Guanyin Temple on the outskirts of Hangzhou. This temple was bought by my master with money obtained from the Lü family. Don't underestimate the amount of gold and silver; remember, the Song Dynasty didn't produce much gold and silver, and their purchasing power was incredibly high. Didn't Guo Jing just spend nineteen taels of silver to treat Huang Rong to a meal and win over this beautiful and wealthy woman?

In the temple's open space, I stood shirtless, sweating profusely under my master's supervision, wielding a long sword. This sword was dictated to me, drawn by my master, and then forged by someone using the finest wrought iron.

As for why a sword was specially forged for me, it's because after settling in Hangzhou, my master began to formally and extensively teach me about our sect's techniques. He then discovered my talent for martial arts.

This talent is speed; within ten steps, even if shot at by the strongest crossbow, I can dodge or deflect the bolts. In transformation mode, my speed is even greater—I don't know if it can exceed the speed of sound, as that's impossible to test. However, the transformation mode is too short, only three minutes—definitely Ultraman!

Therefore, I call this mode Ultraman Mode! The skill cooldown is eight hours. Hooray! The protagonist's superpower has finally appeared! Yay!

Since my master discovered my talent, he's been supervising my martial arts practice during the day and my studies of various lecherous professions at night. The sword in my hand is a Japanese straight longsword I forged based on the Longquan or Yangjiang swords I bought online in later years. The misery of not being able to afford a real sword is unbearable!

Just as I was concentrating on practicing my swordsmanship, a young novice monk, about ten years old, ran over. "Senior Brother, there are worshippers ahead. Master is receiving them and wants you to handle them. He said this one meets the requirements." "Meets the requirements" means she's pretty and worth pursuing. As for those who aren't good-looking, Master just makes them offer incense, pay some money, and then uses his extensive gynecological knowledge to prescribe some medicine before sending them away. Speaking of which, being a lecherous thief requires medical knowledge to easily prepare medicine, especially in gynecology. So, being a real lecherous thief is a damn technical job.

Why use "she" and not "he"? It's simple. Look at this temple—it's a Guanyin temple! What does Guanyin do? Besides protecting peace, what else can she do? Pray for children! Pray for children Guanyin, pray for children Guanyin, understand? As for the young novices, after the fall of the Northern Song Dynasty, a large number of refugees fled to the south. My master took in about ten children around ten years old to become novices in the temple, whose main duties were guarding the gate, cleaning, and cooking. They had no idea about my master's and my activities.

That concludes the background information; I've added several more paragraphs to reach the word count.

After putting on my monk's robes, I put my hands together and went to the main hall, bowing to those waiting there: "Amitabha! I've kept you waiting, esteemed benefactors."

"Not long, not long, thank you for your trouble, Master!" the waiting people quickly returned the bow.

"Please, esteemed benefactors, come with me to the meditation room in the back courtyard." I secretly squinted at the young woman opposite me; not bad, quite pretty. "Only these two benefactors need to come; the rest of you please wait in the main hall."

After saying this, I led the way to my room.

Once in the room, I asked the young couple to sit down, poured them tea, and lit a stick of incense for work. Of course, I also added something to the tea. I took out another Buddhist scripture and had them read it silently.

I sat cross-legged opposite them, silently counting in my mind. Within two minutes, both of them collapsed.

Looking at the two unconscious people, I smiled and skillfully carried the young woman to the bed, leaving her husband to continue lying face down on the coffee table.

Looking at the beautiful young woman sleeping on the bed, I quickly took off her and my clothes. At this moment, my eyes were filled with tears.

Why were my eyes filled with tears? Because I had finally mastered my master's miraculous technique of quickly undressing, whether it was my own or someone else's.

Looking at the young woman's fair and voluptuous body, I couldn't wait to pounce on her, greedily caressing her fair breasts. Her high breasts were soft and smooth to the touch, stimulating my lust. I sucked hard on her nipple, saliva overflowing.

The young woman's lips parted slightly, exhaling waves of intoxicating fragrance. I held the naked young woman, my tongue forcing open her teeth, sucking on her soft tongue. In her dazed state, the young woman mistook her husband's affection for tenderness, letting out soft moans, her nipples trembling slightly on her chest.

While kissing her, he reached for her genitals, rubbing her slightly raised mons pubis. Stimulated, the unconscious woman instinctively twitched her thighs.

I grinned lewdly, my fingers tracing the soft pubic hair, touching her wet, soft labia. I parted her long legs, taking her full, delicate labia into my mouth, tugging and playing with them a few times. Then I pulled her smooth, soft legs into my arms, gently lifting her ankles, and holding her beautiful, glistening feet in my hands.

Thankfully, the custom of foot binding in the Song Dynasty didn't become widespread or accepted by the general public; apart from a few high-ranking officials and nobles, other women did not practice foot binding.

Looking at those jade-like feet before me, I couldn't help but sigh. These feet were perfect; any addition or subtraction would be too much or too little. Their skin tone, shape, and softness were all exquisite. The skin between the toes was delicate, and the heels and soles were incredibly soft. I couldn't resist kissing these warm, supple, and beautiful feet. The young woman's soles were as soft as cotton, and each toe was tender, white, and smooth, making me unable to put them down. I couldn't help but put them in my mouth, kneeling down and sucking on each one. My tongue wandered between the young woman's beautiful toes, licking her soft soles, as if I were washing the feet of a beautiful, unconscious woman with my saliva. Those

crystal-clear jade feet made my mouth water; the young woman's beautiful bare feet were already covered in my saliva.

Playing with the young woman's jade-like feet, my face pressed against her soles and moved down her calves little by little, feeling the smooth, white skin of her calves. I slowly moved to the base of her white, rounded thighs and came into contact with her slightly darkened vulva once again.

I cupped the young woman's plump buttocks with both hands and pulled her vulva against my lips once more. I thrust my tongue forcefully into her soft slit, her vulva covered in a layer of glistening liquid as I frantically sucked. Her slightly darkened labia were completely soaked and parted by her vaginal fluids and saliva, revealing the pink flesh inside.

Her vagina was already filled with vaginal fluids, flowing out along her vulva. Seeing the aroused woman, I lifted one of her thighs onto my shoulder, held my throbbing, hard penis, and pressed it against her wet vulva. The glans slowly parted her soft labia, and with a thrust of my hips, "whoosh," my thick penis was halfway in. I gently pulled it out, then thrust again, and my penis was fully inside her vagina.

A warm, tightly enveloping sensation surged through me. I felt my penis being tightly gripped by the young woman's vagina, soft and yielding. The tightness of her vagina excited me, and I began to thrust my penis in, again and again, all the way to the root, penetrating deep into her vagina. The young woman's body began to tremble. Her left leg was raised and placed on my shoulder, while her right leg was curled up in front of her chest with each thrust of my penis. Her labia turned outward at the point of our bodies joined. My thick penis moved in and out of her vagina faster and faster, making a "gurgling" sound. The young woman, still half-asleep, let out intermittent moans, involuntarily swaying her slender waist to meet my thrusts.

Under rapid thrusting, the young woman's snow-white breasts trembled on her chest, her face displaying a charming and alluring expression. I lay on top of her full, fair body, frantically thrusting my hips. Between her alluring, snow-white thighs, the soft, thick pubic hair was dark and glossy. Her labia were constantly turning outwards with my thrusts, her tempting vulva opening and closing with each rapid, frenzied thrust. Her snow-white breasts changed shape in my hands. Getting aroused, I opened my mouth and sucked on her tender nipples incessantly.

The young woman beneath me was unconscious, her dignified and beautiful face flushed, her alluring red lips parted, involuntarily emitting soul-stirring moans like a dream. My thick, muscular penis, covered with veins like earthworms, thrust in and out of her vaginal opening. The poor young woman's delicate flower garden was repeatedly ravaged. Her tender labia flipped inward and outward with each thrust of the penis, her vaginal opening stretched open as if it were about to burst. Streams of vaginal fluid were squeezed out, soaking a large area of the bed beneath her buttocks. After

fucking for a while, I held the young woman's plump buttocks and lower back tightly, making sure her vagina was wrapped around my penis, preventing it from leaving my genitals. Our genitals were pressed tightly together. Then I stood up, carried her off the bed, and went to the coffee table where her husband was lying.

I laid the young woman's upper body back on the coffee table, letting her legs drape over my shoulders, and continued to fuck her vigorously while standing, holding her thighs.

As I fucked her, I lewdly grinned, "Good wife, this humble monk is fucking you right in front of your husband. Let him see how to fuck you properly. Learn from this humble monk a few times, and you'll naturally get pregnant. There's no need to trouble the Bodhisattva."

Fuck other men's naked wives in front of their husbands, watching my cock thrust in and out of their cunts, and afterwards these men and women would be eternally grateful—just thinking about it was exhilarating.

I pressed the young woman down on the coffee table and fucked her wildly, making lewd "plop, plop" sounds during the thrusting. My cock was covered in the woman's juices, and as my penis violently pounded against her genitals, she unconsciously let out moans of "hmm...hmm..." Her body slid back and forth, and her juices flowed continuously from her genitals, down her buttocks, onto the coffee table, and then dripped onto the floor.

Half an hour later, the young woman's naked body trembled slightly, her soft flesh quivering and sucking at my penis. I sensed she was nearing climax, so I pressed the head of my penis deep into her cervix and began rotating it. The warm, soft sensation enveloped my penis; the pleasure was unlike anything I had ever experienced. I looked with satisfaction at the body beneath me being violated, my lust rising. I spread my fingers wide, gripping her firm breasts tightly, gently squeezing them. If I weren't afraid of leaving marks and being discovered, I would have rubbed them harder. The violation of the young woman continued unrestrainedly; I positioned her in various positions, ravaging her to my heart's content.

After more than an hour of thrusting, I reached my climax. With each "plop, plop" sound of thrusting, I was panting heavily, my lower body throbbing with desire. My penis pressed tightly against the young woman's genitals, my lower body slamming against her alluring, open vulva. I wildly rode her snow-white body, indulging my desire to the fullest.

The intense desire drove my senses to a fever pitch; I was almost losing control. Gasping for breath, I embraced the young woman's full, alluring body, welcoming the climax. I held her smooth waist tightly, violently thrusting my hard penis into her cunt. I lost count of how many times I thrust, and I lost track of time. I continued the same repetitive motion until I used up all my strength.

The intense pleasure of my thick penis thrusting in and out of the young woman's tight vagina overwhelmed my body. Unable to withstand the tsunami of pleasure any longer, I thrust fiercely dozens of times, then forcefully slammed my penis into the young woman's clitoris, forcing open her tightly closed cervix. Streams of semen shot into her uterus. Overwhelmed by the

intense pleasure, I cried out, "Ah!" and collapsed onto the young woman, my penis still soaking in her wet, plump vagina.

After a while, I stood up, kneading her full breasts and beautiful legs and feet a few more times before stopping. Holding her fair legs, I guided my thick penis to her taut, almost bursting vagina, then withdrew it, covered in her vaginal fluids and my own semen.

After withdrawing, her vagina couldn't fully close; her labia were slightly parted, and a stream of milky white semen flowed out. I carried the young woman to the bed, lifted her by the ankles to allow as much semen as possible to flow into her uterus, then cleaned her genitals, carefully dressed her, and placed her next to the coffee table.

After doing all this, I sat cross-legged on a futon opposite them, straightened my clothes, adopted a dignified expression, and quietly waited for the young woman and her husband to wake up.

After a long while, the young woman and her husband regained consciousness and found themselves sprawled on the coffee table. They quickly sat up, clasped their hands together, and chanted "Amitabha," apologizing to me. I, of course, magnanimously forgave their disrespect for the Bodhisattva.

While apologizing, the young woman felt a bit confused. She only remembered that she and her husband had gone to the Guanyin Temple's Hall of Prayer for Children. The compassionate young master had agreed to pray to Guanyin for them. Then, she and her husband went into the master's room to read Buddhist scriptures. Afterward, she felt a sense of disorientation, as if she had entered a misty void. A kind of ecstatic pleasure, the kind she felt only during intimacy with her husband, suddenly overwhelmed her.

The young woman suppressed the strange feeling in her heart and thanked me with her hands clasped together.

I prescribed a formula for the couple, naturally written beforehand by my master. These days, besides preparing aphrodisiacs and sedatives, I certainly haven't mastered anything as sophisticated as treating illnesses. The diagnostic methods of traditional Chinese medicine, such as observation, listening, questioning, and palpation, rely too heavily on experience.

I handed the prescription and a scroll of Buddhist scriptures to the young woman's husband, instructing him, "Read the Buddhist scriptures diligently at home and be devout to the Bodhisattva. You were asleep this time; who knows how much of the Bodhisattva's power was bestowed upon you? Regardless, the Buddha saves all sentient beings. If it doesn't work this time, you must be devout next time."

The couple quickly agreed in unison.

"Also, after returning home, while the power of Guanyin is still present, you should have intercourse as soon as possible. If after three months there is still no pregnancy, your wife must come here every five days to pray to Guanyin, asking her to grant you a child. Do you both understand?"

The two hurriedly agreed.

Day after day, I repeated the same routine: practicing martial arts, helping a beautiful young woman conceive, taking medicinal baths, and receiving instruction and exams from my master. Although the days were boring without new anime, games, or online forums, the tight schedule made each day feel fulfilling. I often missed home; I wanted to go back to the 21st century! But

little did I know that I would soon be able to return to my 21st-century home.

Chapter Twelve: Homecoming!

In December of the first year of the Jianyan era, in a small Guanyin temple on the outskirts of Hangzhou, the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty, a young man, shirtless and sweating profusely, practiced swordsmanship in the dead of winter. Needless to say, this unfortunate fellow was none other than the protagonist, me.

After finishing my daily sword practice, I wiped the sweat from my body, picked up a small knife, and began carving on a piece of wood. As the wood shavings fell, the image of Hatsune Miku in my hand became increasingly clear.

This is my daily entertainment activity. Before I completely forget these favorite anime characters, I quickly carve them into figurines to commemorate my lost pseudo-otaku life. Who knows if I can ever go back? After finishing the Hatsune Miku figurine, I tossed the knife aside and placed the wooden carving in a small room I use to store these works. Looking at the wooden carvings of Luca, Hatsune Miku, Belldandy, my sister-in-law, doujinshi, the three "buses" of the otome game, Icarus, and others, tears slowly streamed down my face—Coach, I want to watch anime! After wiping away

my tears and pausing for three seconds to mourn the past, I ran off to eat. I couldn't skip it; with all that exercise every day, I was starving!

At the dinner table, I said to my master, "Master, shall we move?" "Why?"

"I heard from the worshippers today that the Jin army is about to reach Hangzhou, and Emperor Zhao has fled. What are we doing here?" "

It's alright. The Jin army is definitely chasing Emperor Zhao. At most, they'll loot a bit. This place isn't in Hangzhou city, so it'll probably be fine."

"I understand."

Not being very good at history, I didn't care seeing my master so calm. Even if the Jin army burned and killed, they would concentrate in Hangzhou city. This place is so remote, they probably won't come! Probably.

Unfortunately, my master and I were wrong. The Jin army arrived tonight.

At the end of December in the first year of the Jianyan era, in the last few days of that year, what should have happened in February of the fourth year of the Jianyan era occurred prematurely. Emperor Gaozong of Song, Zhao Gou, ran faster than a rabbit, and the Jin army's cavalry failed to catch him. They could only watch helplessly as Zhao Gou and a large group of people escaped by boat. When the Jin army commander, Wanyan Zongbi, heard that his men had failed to capture Emperor Gaozong, he was furious. He claimed that the search of the mountains and seas was complete, ordered the burning of Lin'an, and then took a large amount of looted gold and silver treasures northward along the Grand Canal, continuing to burn, kill, and plunder along the way.

None of the above is the key point. What happened to those ancient people is none of my business! The key issue is that the temple where my master and I are located is right on the Grand Canal north of Hangzhou. Otherwise, where would we find idiots—oh, pilgrims—coming to donate money? Therefore, we are in deep trouble.

In the dead of night, I was awakened by a commotion and screams. I quickly threw on my clothes, grabbed the long sword from my bedside, and rushed out of the room. I saw my master also coming out with a monk's knife. We ran towards the front gate of the temple, one after the other. Before we had taken two steps, a young novice monk came running up to us, crying out, "It's terrible! The Jin soldiers have broken in! The Jin

soldiers have broken in!"

Before the novice could finish his sentence, a spear pierced his chest. Then, a Jin soldier appeared in front of my master and me. The soldier used his spear to lift the still-screaming novice, grinned maliciously, and with a swing of his spear, flung the screaming novice aside. He then charged towards my master and me, spear in hand.

My master dodged the spear, beheaded a Jin soldier with a single stroke, and exchanged a glance with me, saying in unison, "Run!"

Without delay, my master and I retreated back into the room, climbed out the window, and ran towards the back door. Before we'd gone two steps, a group of Jin soldiers surged in from the back door. Seeing my master and me, they charged forward, brandishing their swords and spears, yelling.

Fortunately, my swordsmanship had improved somewhat, and my movements were faster. The charging Jin soldiers hadn't formed a proper formation, and within minutes, my master and I had cut down more than twenty of them.

But, who the hell told me, why are there so many Jin soldiers in my little dilapidated temple instead of the other large temples around? Looking at the nearly one hundred Jin soldiers surging in again from the front hall and the back door, I hated the size of the courtyard for the first time. Even though this was where we grew our vegetables. Seeing the Jin soldiers charging in, I couldn't help but complain, especially those cavalrymen. How did you manage to ride your horses through the main hall and the passageway? The main hall is one thing, but the passageway is so low—how come you didn't hit your heads and die?!

In this life-or-death situation, the fact that I could still have such wild thoughts shows I'm pretty thick-skinned. Looking at the Jin soldiers surrounding me, my legs started trembling. Clearly, I was scared. Of

course, I couldn't be scared; my nickname isn't Long Aotian (Dragon Pride). But speaking of Long Aotian, he's doing pretty badly in all the books these days, constantly being NTR'd, constantly getting slapped in the face, constantly being treated like Long Aotian by other protagonists with different names, all while being trampled on to rise to power. Oh, I digress.

"Master, Master, what should we do?"

"Let fate decide! Run inside. It's small there, they won't be able to maneuver properly. Live as long as you can."

"Understood."

I gripped my long sword tightly, took a deep breath, and forced down my fear. I must say, the mental fortitude and self-hypnosis of a typical otaku are quite strong. Even a pseudo-otaku like me has decent endurance, as evidenced by my ability to still have wild thoughts.

My master and I roared and charged towards the room, cutting down five or six Jin soldiers who blocked our path. Just as we were about to enter the corridor, a whooshing sound rang out, and a volley of arrows flew in.

My master and I had to split up and dodge to the sides. Before we could regain our footing, the Jin soldiers, under the cover of archers on both sides, took advantage of the separation and charged towards us.

Seeing the Jin soldiers charging towards me, I roared and activated Ultraman mode, charging back against them despite the arrows raining down on me.

It's like that saying: would you rather be a coward for life, or a hero, even for just a few seconds? I've always scoffed at that idea—die means nothing. But now, since they couldn't beat me, I chose to be a hero.

In Ultraman mode, I slaughtered over ten Jin soldiers in seconds. Just as I was about to yell, "Who else?" in my cheat mode, I realized my master was in trouble.

Clearly without his cheat mode, my master, facing a well-organized and coordinated regular army, lacked the prowess he displayed in one-on-one battles or group skirmishes. He only managed to kill two Jin soldiers before being stabbed through the stomach by a spear.

Seeing his master fall to the ground, about to be beheaded, he charged forward with a roar before his Ultraman mode's effect wore off, hacking down the dozen or so Jin soldiers. He then hoisted his master, now with a hole in his stomach, and darted into the corridor.

Why not run outside the temple? Simple, there were even more Jin soldiers outside, and they were screaming and shooting arrows at him like they'd seen a ghost. Look, they're even throwing spears at him!

That's not the point. The point is, I'm not familiar with Ultraman mode, and there's an eight-hour skill cooldown! I can't possibly wait until the cooldown is over before I start researching! Even Ultraman himself hasn't done that. Don't believe me? Look! Why does Ultraman always have to fight the monsters for so long before unleashing his ultimate attack, instead of just using it right away? Why does he only unleash his ultimate attack after being beaten up by the monsters? Ultraman isn't a masochist, though we can't rule out the possibility of some masochistic Ultramen. There are so many Ultramen in the Ultraman family; they can't all be masochists!

Let's look at the entire Ultraman series. So many Ultramen only unleash their ultimate attacks to defeat the monsters in the last few seconds. It's obvious they haven't mastered the skills! Don't tell me Ultraman uses his ultimate attack at the end to cherish the precious time he has to spend with the monsters. They're different species; how can they have a romance?! One "Sad Wind" is enough. If "Sad Wind" spreads, the world will be destroyed!

That concludes my word count padding!

Therefore, in conclusion, my unfamiliarity with Ultraman mode is forgivable, and my sudden acceleration causing me to crash into the wall and drop my master, who had a hole in his stomach, is also forgivable.

Before Ultraman mode ended, I carried my master down the corridor into the medicine-making room, cutting down several Jin soldiers who were ransacking the place along the way.

Once inside, I placed my master on the ground and generously poured the wound medicine onto the hole in his stomach. Then, my dying master stopped me.

"Don't bother, it's useless."

"But Master, you're about to die!"

"So be it! As the saying goes, everyone dies eventually. I brought this all on myself. I shouldn't have practiced the secret technique left by the Second Ancestor—the Piercing Thorn Spear. There's a saying: spearmen have always had a miserable life, their luck is at best zero. This is all my own doing!" "Master, please don't interrupt. You're supposed to be from the Song Dynasty, but you don't speak like one at all. Besides, what is this Piercing Thorn Spear anyway?"

"The Piercing Thorn Spear was created by our sect's second-generation patriarch, Wang Tudi. Wang Tudi fell in love with her master, Wang Wu. To correct our first patriarch Wang Wu's sexual fetish and pull her back from the path of lesbianism, he trained on countless young girls, finally mastering the Piercing Thorn Spear. He then used this divine spear to pierce his patriarch Wang Wu for three days and three nights. Unfortunately, spearmen have always had a tough life, and luck has always been a runaway. Wang Tudi and Wang Wu never even had a truly blissful three-times-a-day, occasionally five-times-a-day, shameless life together before Wang Lulu, who stole his lover, chopped off his head with a woodcutter's axe."

"Damn, this circle is so messy!"

"Also, who said I'm from the Song Dynasty? Listen up, Heavenly King covers the Earth Tiger!" "Huh? Chicken stew with mushrooms!" "

Want to get rich? Sell cut cake. " "

Wood ear fungus loves bananas." " The Jade

Emperor fucks the Queen Mother."

"Sprite is two yuan and fifty cents." "

How's the situation on Reach?"

"Damn, Master, you're a time traveler too?"

"That's right, I transmigrated. Otherwise, why would I have taught you so diligently after taking you as my disciple, instead of killing you as soon as you recovered? It was all for the sake of the Party and the State, giving you a hand." "Alright, Master, you win. Speaking of which, we've been rambling on for so long, isn't this final burst of lucidity a bit too long?"

"It's only been a few words, and you're already rambling. I still want to take a bath, have a meal, and then end this final burst of lucidity." "..."

"Damn it! You unfilial disciple, fine. Ah! Your master is dead." "How can you just die like that! Let me gather my emotions, cry a little before you die!" "Ah! Disciple, I almost forgot the most important thing!" Master suddenly got up from the ground, took a false tooth out of his mouth, and handed it to me. "This tooth contains the most important thing of our sect. It was obtained by our first ancestor, Master Wang Wu, from a blue-headed cat-shaped robot. It's a virus that can make female cells secrete aphrodisiac hormones, putting women into a state of estrus. Just put it in water, and it can multiply on its own. Just leave a drop as a seed, and it can be used indefinitely. It's the most important treasure of our sect. Also, you must remember those drug formulas, disciple. They were specially designed by the blue-headed cat-shaped robot using future technology. The ingredients are cheap, and they can be produced in small workshops, handmade, without any laboratory. Okay, I've finished explaining. Your master can die in peace now. Ah! Your master is really dead this time!" Holy crap! All those words boil down to this one phrase: high-class, sophisticated, understated yet luxurious, elegant and tasteful. What blue-headed cat-like robot? Just say Doraemon! Everyone knows Doraemon, the blue cat!

Anyway, ignoring the author's epileptic fit and rambling nonsense, I put away my dentures and looked at my master lying on the ground, finally dead. I forced myself to shake him awake again, ask him how to cultivate the Piercing Thorn Spear, and then let him die. I started thinking about how to survive.

Just as I was pondering this, the Jin soldiers outside started babbling in a language I couldn't understand. A few minutes later, the surrounding rooms caught fire. They wanted to burn me alive! I don't even have a girlfriend yet! You bunch of idiots from the FFF group, I'm not a heretic, we're comrades!

Sorry, I wrote something else again.

Just as I was hesitating between letting them burn me to death in the room and rushing out to fight them, only to be hacked to death, a strange black hole suddenly appeared in the room.

Then, a stick with a cell phone attached to it emerged from the hole, swung around once, and then retracted. Next, another stick carrying a piece of paper emerged from the hole, on which was written: "Your Majesty, do you still remember Xia Yuhe by the Daming Lake?"

I quickly replied on it: "Of course I remember! Excellent technique, attentive service, and cheap price. I'll definitely come again next time." PS: Help! I'm about to be burned to death!

After a while, an old man in a Zhongshan suit and a young woman emerged eerily from the black hole. The old man looked around and nodded, "We're definitely going to be burned to death soon!" Coughing from the smoke, the old man said, "Robert, we need to go back quickly, or we'll be burned to death."

Robert nodded, "Understood, Professor Yang!"

Then, the old man called Professor Yang grabbed me and rushed towards the eerie black hole floating in mid-air.

Like a scene change in a movie, after a brief darkness and light, I found myself on a grassy field.

I sat on the grass, looking at the towering mountains and vast grasslands in the distance. If it weren't for the cell phone in Professor Yang's hand and the railway bridge in the distance, I would have thought I had traveled through time again.

"Where am I?"

"Tibet, and welcome back to the 21st century."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but burst into tears, which streamed uncontrollably from between my fingers covering my face. It was all because...

I'm home!

Chapter Thirteen: Young man, come and sign the contract to serve your country!

After a detailed conversation with Professor Yang, I discovered that although I had spent over two years in the Song Dynasty, only two days had passed in my own timeline. Professor Yang told me this wasn't strange; the flow of time differs between worlds. In some worlds, decades might pass in a short time in the real world, while in others, only a few minutes might feel like decades in the real world.

I bid farewell to Professor Yang, who had saved my life, and used the travel expenses he had given me to change into normal modern clothes, board the train, and head home.

On the train, I felt a letter of introduction in my pocket and began to seriously consider whether to agree to what Professor Yang had told me.

After being rescued from the Song Dynasty by Professor Yang, I was forced to take a bath with disinfectant, undergo a full-body check-up, and have all my clothes burned. He said it was to prevent me from bringing back unknown ancient viruses, explaining that many ancient viruses are now extinct. If I didn't undergo disinfection, and I brought back extinct ancient viruses that spread, the country would have to develop new vaccines and effective drugs, which would be too expensive. Therefore, all transmigrators who have spent a long time in another world must undergo disinfection upon returning. Fortunately, before entering the disinfection room, I had hidden the small cloth bag containing the sect's special medicine, and they didn't find it.

In fact, it might also be because they didn't check carefully enough!

After inquiring in detail about my life in the Song Dynasty, Professor Yang determined that my high-speed movement and Ultraman mode were superpowers. Then, he invited me to join the country's superpower department to serve the country.

So, I happily boarded the train and left Tibet, carrying Professor Yang Wenli's letter of introduction, heading back to my hometown. I planned to rest at home for a while, as Professor Yang had arranged, before going to Shanghai to report for duty. The reason for reporting was that the East China Regional Supernatural Phenomenon Handling Department's office was in Shanghai, and by district, my residence fell under the East China region's jurisdiction.

As for my previous considerations, those were just for show. Having been immersed in fantasy novels for over ten years, I had long yearned for various superpowered organizations, and I never expected they actually existed! Besides, you dare not try? If Spider-Man and his gang dared to disobey organizational arrangements in China, they'd probably be in labor reform by now.

Chapter Fourteen: The Temporary Worker Who Fights Against Heaven and Earth!

— Urban Comprehensive Management Law Enforcement Officer, or City Management Officer for short, is a glorious and great profession, a majestic and solemn profession, a profession brimming with vitality and violence, a profession with a long history. It is said that its predecessor can be traced back to the urban infantry battalions of the ancient Roman Empire, participating in countless brutal civil wars involving usurpation of the throne, leaving a significant mark on Western history…—and the Chinese Urban Management Bureau (Chengguan) is an even larger, secretly developed paramilitary organization in China, managing cities and training guerrilla tactics in peacetime; in wartime, it can be incorporated into the regular army. It is an excellent reserve force capable of charging, reconnaissance, guerrilla warfare, enduring hardship, and fighting fiercely.

—A secret Pentagon report states: The Chinese Urban Management Bureau is a formidable paramilitary organization with immense potential, capable of operating around the clock with just a beat-up van or pickup truck. It is said that the entry-level requirement to become an excellent Urban Management officer is the ability to dismantle a Gundam with bare hands.

—Based on the Five Principles of Peaceful Coexistence, China solemnly promises not to be the first to use Urban Management Bureau against foreign powers… Clearly, all of the above absurd claims are nothing more than jokes.

Of course, it's not all a joke. At least on the front lines of superpowers unknown to ordinary people, China's urban management officers have thoroughly made a name for themselves, causing immense suffering to members of superpower organizations around the world.

China's current superpower front consists of three parts: First, security guards, responsible for security and protection, possessing the strongest defensive capabilities, responsible for defense and suppression. Second, demolition teams, equipped with the most heavy equipment, responsible for assaulting fixed targets. Third, the international urban management force, mainly responsible for field operations and assaults.

Among these, the urban management team has the largest number of personnel and the strongest combat power, thus currently holding a dominant position.

In addition, there is a superpower reconnaissance team operating under the guise of a science and education television program production crew, providing us with intelligence and clues worldwide. We insiders have nicknamed this crew the "Burying Agency." To eliminate the influence of superpowered individuals in the ordinary world, they specifically produce a series of science and education programs broadcast on CCTV, called "Approaching Science."

Looking at my aunt standing in front of me, talking animatedly, I was completely bewildered. What did this have to do with my future job?

I'd spent a whole month resting at home, full of hope as I reported to the national superpower organization, not to listen to this nonsense. Dragon Group or whatever, just tell me already!

Yes, the 44-year-old woman standing before me was my aunt, Ms. Wang Meiling. Divorced for many years, she was a petite woman with a "mature aura and a youthful figure," exuding mature charm and the aura of a married woman. Standing only about 1.5 meters tall, despite being over forty, her face looked incredibly young, like she was in her twenties. She didn't look like she'd had two children at all. Standing next to her daughter, my cousin, they looked like sisters. This reverse aging was too unscientific; of course, it might be related to her past superpowers. Her hair was tied in low pigtails, flowing down her shoulders to her chest, paired with glasses on her nose, making her look very quiet and gentle.

The only regret is that her bust size is too small. Even though Izumi Konata-sama once said that small breasts are a rare resource, this is the rarest of the rare.

I'm just wondering how my aunt managed to breastfeed my older cousin and cousin.

"Hey, hey, my good nephew! So, hurry up and swear with me to join the Chinese Supernatural Ability Front organization!"

I followed my aunt and began to swear an oath, still half asleep.

"The darkness of ignorance and hypocrisy still shrouds this world! I swear, from this day forward, I will fight for the truth! I will not believe in religion, nor indulge in delusions, nor be confused. I will pierce the hypocritical masks of all exploiters, faithfully fulfilling my duty until death! I am the seed-sower of civilization and science, the preacher of democracy and progress. I am the torch that drives away superstition, the sickle that eradicates ignorance, the hammer that shatters shackles, the guardian of all mankind! I dedicate the glory of my life to the greatest scientific communist faith, today and every day!" "Might makes right! Might brings freedom! Dictatorship maintains peace! The blade points to the imperial frontier!

Conquer all! For the Empire!"

"My child, the future of our motherland is in your hands. You must fight your way out of Earth and into another world, whether it's another time or another world. Wherever you go, the land, the resources, even the air and sunlight, will belong to China. Anyone who dares to stop you, even a god, will be killed!"

After saying this, my aunt took out a labor dispatch contract and a temporary work permit for urban management officers and handed them to me. Looking at these two things, I was completely stunned.

Seeing my stunned expression, my aunt smiled: "Little Shuai! Are you not satisfied with this labor dispatch contract and this temporary worker status? Don't be surprised, your brother Wang Qiu is also a temporary worker!" Then my aunt explained to me the real phenomenon of superpowers in China today.

The legendary Dragon Group, the Supernatural Military Intelligence Bureau, the Superpowered Special Police Team, and the Office for Handling Supernatural Phenomena—these superpowered organizations do exist. However, after decades, these once-illustrious and prestigious departments have inevitably become retirement homes for middle-aged people who spend their days lounging around with newspapers and tea, or places where the children of high-ranking officials accumulate seniority. With only a limited number of civil servants, and so many people not doing their jobs, those who can work but lack connections have no choice but to leave. Thus, these superpowered departments have become superpowered departments without superpowered individuals.

Meanwhile, to resolve supernatural events occurring in various places, it's necessary to hire superpowered individuals to handle these incidents, hence the creation of these absurd labor dispatch contracts.

Of course, the main reason is that temporary workers are assigned tasks, and when problems arise, they bear the responsibility. Leaders only need to make a profound self-criticism and then righteously dismiss the temporary workers, thus satisfying both superiors and subordinates. Afterwards, the original staff can be quietly recruited back, making it seem like nothing happened!

Another key reason is that superpowers always appear and disappear unpredictably. No one knows when their supernatural powers will awaken, how long they will last, when they will disappear, or when they will reappear—until just minutes before the power is about to disappear.

In the past, the nation invested countless sums of money and time in rigorous, comprehensive training for carefully selected individuals with special abilities. Not only did the trainees bleed and sweat, but the training organizations also incurred enormous costs.

However, just when the trainees finally completed their training and were ready to embark on exploration missions, their abilities suddenly vanished! Thus, all the nation's previous investments were wasted. Therefore

, this ridiculous labor dispatch contract and temporary worker system was implemented.

Having already boarded the ship, I had no choice but to sign the contract with a heavy heart.

However, all the documents were genuine—from the National Security Bureau, the Public Security Bureau, the General Staff Department, and even a certificate from the International Communist Exorcist Brigade.

Then, I began listening to my aunt recount the temporary workers' glorious achievements. Take my cousin, for example; he only worked once, yet he killed the infamous Magellan and Cortés. Before that, he also casually killed the feathered serpent god worshipped by the Maya, and incidentally spread various highly lethal and contagious diseases throughout the world.

It's fair to say that the city management officers, standing tall on the earth, are truly a group of temporary workers who fight against heaven and earth!

Just as I was marveling at the city management officers' glorious achievements, I suddenly noticed that my aunt was looking strangely behind me. I followed her gaze and saw a black hole floating behind me!

"Little handsome, looks like we've got work to do! We've found another time traveler!" "What should we do?"

"Let's see what happens first!"

Volume Two: City Management Officers in the Late Qing Dynasty!

The introduction goes back to the Qing Dynasty.

In Northwest China, there are many secret military and military industrial bases, some for aerospace, some for weapons, some for atomic bombs, and so on. The founders of these bases had a saying: "We dedicated our youth, our lives, and our descendants." It was the nameless dedication of countless people like this that forged sharp spears and shields, ensuring that the newly established republic and the great Chinese nation could stand strong at the pinnacle of the world today. Hua Yunlin is one of the "descendants who dedicated themselves." He was born and raised in a base, but compared to his parents, he was not a good person. At 18, he failed to get into the military academy he wanted to attend, so he joined the army. He was in a similar base (Malan) not far from home. Fortunately, it was a special forces base. People there called our unit the Nuclear Guard. He didn't make a name for himself, but he learned a lot of martial arts skills and developed a body like a wild beast.

After returning, I was assigned a job. I should have lived a carefree and impoverished life like the other low-level people in the base, but I didn't. While others went to work and came home in an orderly fashion, gambling, fighting, drinking, and having promiscuous relationships in their spare time, I spent my free time sleeping, reading pornography, and practicing martial arts. When I was on duty, especially on the night shift, I would catch thieves if there were any, and steal things if there weren't. Now you know what I did, right? — Security officer!

Three years passed without incident. Then, on a stormy night when I was 22, I sneaked out of my shift on the 5th floor to the office of the base's leaders (mainly middle-level leaders; I dared not go to the offices of senior leaders because there were too many classified items, and if something went wrong, I would die) to loot. My targets were cash, expensive cigarettes, various fine wines and teas, and food such as instant noodles. But I was just a petty thief, and I dared not take anything valuable or in large amounts of cash. A few times I had encountered tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of yuan in cash, but I dared not take them; I would just take a few hundred or a thousand to help the poor. Today, after searching the office, I only found half a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes. I took one out, lit it, put the cigarette in my pocket, and unplugged the laptop and charger from the table. I was going to go to an office on the 2nd floor with internet access to visit a pornographic forum.

As soon as I stepped out, I heard footsteps and the deputy minister's voice coming from the stairs below: "Hurry up, I'm sure I saw it, it looked like a lighter flashed, the third window on the 5th floor, no doubt about it. Call again to see if the patrol team is here."

"Two groups have already reached Building 9 and the research institute, they'll be up soon. The third window is the political commissar's office on behalf of the Air Force."

It was the captain's voice. Damn it, I forgot, it's Minister Jiang's shift today. He doesn't like staying in his office when he's on duty, he likes to wander around. He's caught me sleeping at work several times. I usually don't move around when he's on duty, I forgot to check the duty roster today. Before I could think any further, a dark shadow flashed in the middle of the stairwell—a military dog! Oh no, our military dogs have killed people before.

Without a second thought, I grabbed my laptop and turned to run towards the window at the other end of the corridor. I leaped out of the window with a perfect leap, intending to jump over the protruding part in front of the lobby on the first floor and then onto the road to escape—this wasn't any harder for me than going up the stairs, I used to do this all the time. If I got caught, it would be incredibly embarrassing. How can security officers who do this kind of thing live their lives after this… But why am I still falling? —A flash of lightning, and I saw the tree below heading straight for me. What the hell… I forgot this is the fifth floor, not the second. I'm doomed… I'm definitely dead…

"Cough…cough…cough…" Why did I choke on water? Before I could react, someone grabbed my hair.

"Young Master, Young Master, what's wrong?"

They really caught up. With just a few of you? I absolutely cannot let them catch me. If I can't escape, I'll have to silence them... Young Master, I think someone was calling you just now. Reflexively, I dropped my laptop, executed a reverse wrap-around hand and a reverse backslam, bent over, untied the hand grabbing my hair, pulled forward, and threw me...

"Crack... Ouch..." Another extremely bright flash of lightning, accompanied by a deafening clap of thunder and a stranger's scream... My vision went black, and I lost consciousness as I felt myself falling faster and faster... I don't know how much time passed, but I slowly regained consciousness. My stomach felt warm and melting. I tried to open my eyes but couldn't. Just like in my dreams, water flowed into my mouth again. Why did it taste so burnt...? But I really wanted to drink. There was another commotion outside, like a large group of men and women.

"Are you awake...? You really ate something, Madam and Young Master really ate something, you drank the whole bowl of ginseng soup, thank goodness... God bless you, God bless you, Liu Jing, quickly go to the Buddhist hall with Wang Ma to burn incense, Yunshan take Yuejuan and Xiaolan to Fengyue Nunnery to fulfill my vow, I will go again tomorrow..." "What happened? I was arrested, but that doesn't make sense, who goes to burn incense in the base, let alone the Buddhist hall or anything like that." Slowly I opened my eyes...

Chapter 1 Pretending to be crazy, having sex with my mother, and my second sister-in-law offered herself up (Part 1) It has been several months since I returned to the Qing Dynasty. Amidst Hua Yunlin's confusion and the strange looks and exclamations of those around him, Hua Yunlin gradually understood what had happened to me. Several months ago, Hua Yunlin acted out a scene from a science fiction novel, returning from the summer of 2014 to the late Qing Dynasty. Now it is the early autumn of the 24th year of Guangxu.

This was a large feudal landlord family located in Northeast China. While not particularly famous, they were certainly incredibly wealthy. Fortunately, the family had four sons, all named Hua Yunlin, including three older brothers and two older sisters. The father was nearly 60 years old, yet he had three wives in their prime. I was born to the first wife and was 16 years old. Because my brothers were either too dull or reckless, I was clever and quick-witted from a young age, and also beautiful and likable. Therefore, I was the apple of the family's eye and the undisputed future ruler of the family, my father's successor.

That evening, after dinner, Hua Yunlin, as usual, stood in the courtyard, gazing blankly at the sky.

"Yunlin, come back inside. Madam wants you to wash up and rest early," said Wang Ma, Hua Yunlin's wet nurse, who had been taking care of him since birth. After this incident, her mother made sure she stayed by Hua Yunlin's side constantly.

Originally, it was Wang Ma who slept with Hua Yunlin and served him. Now, because her mother was worried, she moved in herself to sleep with Hua Yunlin and take care of him at all times.

Hua Yunlin silently returned to the room and sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed). His mother, Zhang Cuilian, had already prepared the water and was squatting down to take off his shoes. Zhang Cuilian was a 40-year-old lady from an official family. She had married 35-year-old Hua Youfu, Hua Yunlin's father, when she was 16. She was of above-average appearance, plump and fair-skinned, a typical voluptuous and alluring mature woman.

"Yunlin, go to sleep early. Tomorrow, go to your uncle's house in Xin'an Town with your older brother. Staying at home all day is so boring. You don't go out to play with others anymore. Didn't you say you didn't like the old table? Tell your uncle tomorrow and ask him to make you a new one." Zhang Cuilian said while wiping my feet.

"Clang!" I kicked over the copper basin. "Fine, fine, if you don't like it, you won't go. Oh... this child... God, what sins did I commit in my past life... Waaah... Waaah..." Zhang Cuilian cried at the end.

Yes, her once innocent and lively son, who used to cuddle in her arms all day, was gone. After waking up, Hua Yunlin rarely spoke more than a few words a month. "Mother," he thought, "that's how my mother called me back at the base..." Coming home from work: "What does Shitou want to eat? Mother will make it for you... Shitou, wash your hands quickly, Mother made you some stewed ribs today... Shitou, Mother..."

Imagining his father silently smoking cheap cigarettes after his sudden disappearance, his mother's red and swollen eyes from crying, an endless sorrow washed over him. A sweet taste rose in his throat, and Hua Yunlin burst into tears: "Mother, Mother, are you alright? I miss you all so much... Mother..."

Hua Yunlin's wolf-like howl startled Wang Ma, the wet nurse who had come to clean the foot basin. She shuddered, and Zhang Cuilian stopped crying, looking at Hua Yunlin in surprise. Since waking up, Hua Yunlin hadn't called her a single word, and this time was no exception.

"Son, you've finally spoken! You've finally called me Mother!" Hua Yunlin ignored her and continued to wail.

"Madam, this..." Hua Yunlin's actions startled Wang Ma, who timidly called out to Zhang Cuilian.

"It's alright! Wang Ma, you can go now."

After Wang Ma left, Zhang Cuilian walked to Hua Yunlin's side and pulled Hua Yunlin's head into her arms.
「放开？我疯了吗，放开你想的美。」

在华云林的手指的抽动中，张翠莲的身体已经有了相当快乐的反映，应该说可以插进了，但是长久以来的封建道统、伦理道德对她的禁锢，平时就是在外人面前把脚露在外面都感到难为情的她，今天却因为羞耻心、慌乱让她没有发觉自己生理上的变化，不要说现在玩弄她的是她的亲生儿子，就是和自己的丈夫都没有过如此的经历。

饱涨的阴茎和妈妈的反映让华云林的动作激烈了起来，不在有原先试探性的顾忌，粗暴的把她按在了炕上，嘴里不停的叫着：「娘……娘……我难受，我要操穴……我要肏烂你的骚屄……」

听到儿子的话，张翠莲的挣扎一下子停了下来，脸一下子涨成了紫红色（此情此景肯定让她郁闷无比，难以接受吧）如此淫荡下流的话对出身于没落官宦人家，从小接受三从四德、封建礼教的她来说是四十年来的第一次，她的嘴唇蠕动着很费力的挤出。

「天啊……我这是怎幺了，我做了什幺孽啊……你如此对我……云林我是你娘啊……」

两行清泪缓缓的流了出来，内心痛苦异常，前不久最宠爱儿子的突然变故让她紧张万分，张翠莲一直将华云林看成是她未来的依靠和寥寂心灵的唯一寄托，因为在张翠莲怀上华云林之后，华有福就在也没有碰过她一手指头，因为那时华云林的三娘已经被父亲娶进了门，与张翠莲和华云林二娘的呆板机械反映相比，三娘床上的淫荡妖艳和婉转承欢让父亲留恋忘反，加之年纪大了根本就无法在床地之间均施雨露，抚慰母亲、二娘她们如狼似虎、嗷嗷待哺的美妙肉体。

这是后来在华云林一次刚刚干完母亲，骑在她身上，依然涨大的阴茎还浸泡在妈妈的小穴里让她休息时，张翠莲对华云林讲的。到现在张翠莲还是认为华云林第一次操她是因为我中了邪，让什幺不干净的东西上了身，否则一个十六岁的少年那里会有那幺高超的性爱技巧，让她快乐的上天入地，死去活来，过后还带着华云林到处烧香拜佛。

现在华云林只想着该如何尽快的把鸡巴插进自己母亲的阴道里，享受那久违的鸡巴与小穴亲密摩擦带来的快乐与舒适。在妈妈的眼泪中华云林又忙乱的扯开了她的上衣，微微下捶饱满的乳房颤动着出现在华云林的眼前，勃起的乳头轻轻晃动者……

「哦……妈妈……你的奶子真好看，我要你，我要让你成为我的女人，从今往后你是我的……我一个人的妈妈……」华云林边用力把玩着她的乳房边说，在如此成熟曼妙美丽的肉体面前华云林有些语无伦次，何况等会儿华云林要操的还是他的亲生母亲。

「不……儿子……你……不能这样……对我……我是你娘亲啊……儿子和妈妈……这让我们怎幺活啊……你爹知道了不的活活气死啊……放开妈妈……云林听话……啊！」

张翠莲有些从刚才的震惊中缓过劲来了，要继续努力今天不但一定要操了她而且玩过之后一定能让她有太多太大的罪恶感或什幺过激的寻死溺活的举动，华云林依照原来的挑逗动作继续努力动作着，嘴了又吐出了让她心跳加速或骤停的淫词荡语：「不妈妈，你是我的亲娘也是我的女人，白天你做我妈妈，晚上我是你男人，你的一切都是我的，你的脸蛋、你的屁股、你的乳房，我……我要……使劲肏……肏的屄……你的……你的嘴……还有那圆圆的屁眼，都是我的……我的，父亲操的我为什幺操不得？我要用尽天下所有玩女人的方法玩弄你，把你操熟……操透……操烂……妈妈……妈……我要呀……要要要……」张翠莲在儿子的直视和无耻表白中羞愧的将粉脸扭向了一旁又一时语塞，同时她也意识到了自己身体的变化，潮水一样的酸痒汹涌而来，要不是被儿子压在身下手早就忍不住的伸下去了，张翠莲的淫水已经顺着儿子的手指流到屁股上、炕上，她乌黑漂亮的阴毛也因沾上了淫水显得明亮光泽。

「你看妈妈……你的水出来了，你也想要了是吗……妈妈你也想让儿子的大鸡巴插进你的小穴里了是吗……你流的水可真多啊……娘，来吧……让我们一起快乐的享受操穴的快乐吧……不肏屄，我今天会死……（这是真话噢）娘，我难受，你看我这是怎幺了……」

华云林跳上炕几把撕掉自己的衣服释放出鼓胀欲裂的阴茎。

「喔……啊……」见到儿子的鸡巴后，张翠莲发出了惊奇的叫喊声，她从来没有见过这幺大这幺硬的鸡巴，有七八寸长，通体血红前面的龟头象小鸭蛋，不由得心理一紧。

「这幺大啊……」十几年无人造访、荒芜太久的小穴里又是一阵抽搐，流出了更多的淫水，双眼紧紧的向上凝视着无法忍受的欲火腾的窜了起来席卷全身，尽管展现在她面前的这强壮有力的鸡巴是她儿子的……同时华云林也惊讶了，因为她原来的鸡巴没有这幺大，刚来到这个世界时只是感觉阴茎比原来变白了，没想到今天见到了充血勃起的家伙，不由得内心一阵狂喜，穿越时空之变让自己得到了如此巨大坚硬的鸡巴，也算不枉此行了。

迅速的华云林又骑上了妈妈的小腹，抓起她的手放在自己的鸡巴上。

「妈妈你看，我这是怎幺了，我要破了……我疼……我难受……我……」「啊……哦……我……」阴茎上火焰般燃烧的热度让从妈妈的手上飞快的传递到了她的小穴里，强烈的刺激让她再也无法忍受，一下子达到了高潮，阴精象是受到了多大压力一样无法控制的窜了出来……张翠莲的小手死命的攥着儿子的鸡巴，想拼命的抑制住身体的颤抖……「……喔……哦……」

「成了！」华云林也感觉到了妈妈的异样，但却依然一副痴呆的表情。

「娘，你怎幺了，病了吗……」高潮过后的妈妈更加显得娇媚可爱，让人恨不得一口吞进肚子里，一口气操死她，父亲这十几年来真是……在儿子面前高潮，而且是从未有过的强烈高潮，让张翠莲羞愧的粉脸通红，双眼紧闭，头不知所措的左右摆动着。

「妈妈你说话啊……我该怎幺办呐……」华云林嘴里虽然说着，可身体却扭向了妈妈的下体，想亲吻她的小穴，头伏在妈妈的小腹上下巴轻揉着她耻骨上茂盛的阴毛，一股强烈刺鼻的臊味冲进了华云林的肺里，生长了四十年的成熟肥穴展现在了华云林的眼前，由于父亲使用的极少，阴唇还是紫红色的上面凝结着妈妈刚才泄出的淫水，本想给她来个口交，但是想到那时候的卫生条件……嗨……还是算了吧，虽然华云林非常喜欢女人吸允我的鸡巴，但华云林却不喜欢给女人口交，那咸咸的味实在是不怎幺样，吻了吻她的阴毛和大腿内侧，华云林又翻身趴在妈妈身上，鸡巴顶在她的大腿间，一手盖向乳房，一手抓住她的头发，嘴从粉项开始亲吻了起来。

「妈妈……刚才你舒服吗……林儿好吗……你下面流的是什幺呀……我的鸡巴怎幺变的这幺大啊……妈妈……我爱你……我不能没有你……我要进去……让我进去……我要肏你的屄……我的鸡巴憋的难受……」张翠莲被华云林摸乳吮吻的动作弄得是瘙痒难当，娇怒地叫道：「不……不要……啊……嗯……别……别……妈妈的……啊……嗯……嗯……」她娇躯上的温度很高，欲焰已侵袭着她的神经，违背人伦道德羞怯、贞操难保的痛苦和性的舒畅表情交织在她的娇靥上，形成一种奇异的感觉，使她无以适从。

华云林开始向她的下身攻击，抚揉着她那白白嫩嫩的大屁股，用一手揉揉粉妆玉琢的小腹和肚脐，再向下摸到了那一大片如丝如绒的阴毛，在搓弄抚抓了好久，拨开浓密的黑毛，找到肥隆突出的阴阜，摸上两片发烫的大阴唇，一阵抚弄之下，湿淋淋的淫水就沾满了我的手指。在华云林轻轻地搅动下，一阵淫水激射而出，流得她大屁股下的床单都湿了一大片，华云林渐渐在她的桃园春洞里挖扣了起来。

张翠莲被华云林调弄得娇喘吁吁，一双粉腿扭来扭去地移动着，媚眼如丝地半开半闭，两片湿润火烫的性感红唇抖颤颤地显露出她情欲冲动的表征。

张翠莲呻吟着：「啊……哟……不……不要嘛……啊啊……你……你的……手……拿开……求……求求你……啊啊……喔……喔……啊啊……哟……嗯……嗯……哼……喔……喔……」

张翠莲的小嘴里轻轻泄出淫糜的浪哼声，阴璧的嫩肉也一紧一松地抽搐收缩着，带点吸力地把华云林的手指夹住，她双腿的肌肉不住地抖颤着，娇躯炽热地不停打摆，心跳加速，娇喘急促，小肥穴不断地像泄洪般流出一阵阵的淫水，哼叫声也更像叫床也似的：「噢……噢……不……不要嘛……啊，不……可以……你……啊……痒死……了……痒死……妈妈了……哎唷……你……」在华云林的努力之下，渐渐的她的羞耻和恼怒之心抛到九霄云外了，这时妈妈的叫声也变成了：「哎呀……我的……宝贝……妈妈……的……好儿子……啊啊……唷……亲……亲丈夫……亲……哥哥……啊……妈妈……好……舒服……好美……喔……啊……」

华云林强忍着自己的亢奋性欲，继续工作着，因为等一下自己要用，自己的大鸡巴彻底地征服她的小浪穴，让她以后死心塌地而成为自己儿子性的玩物、大鸡巴的禁脔，将来她这具完美的娇躯就可以随时任自己享用、任自己插干变成自己床上的荡妇淫女，等着亲生儿子去滋润她发骚的小浪穴，华云林一直等到她全然陶醉了，完全迷失了平日作为大家庭女主人的高贵风范。

在这漫长的秋夜里华云林跨在妈妈身上象一位即将出征的大将军，张翠莲微羞着娇靥，娇躯依偎在华云林的胸前，表现出一付她很幸福的状态有如一朵含苞待放的花蕊，等着我这支寻蜜的蝴蝶来采。完全忘记了他们之间的身份心中只留下了，绵绵的情欲娇喘微颤不已，媚眼眯成一线，仿佛是在向儿子诉手说着她这十几年来久旷难捱的闺中寂寞。一丝不挂的娇躯躺在儿子身下，等待着儿子即将到来的抽插操弄，华云林的龟头在妈妈的小浪穴外蜻蜓点水般地游移着，在妈妈的小阴唇上四处磨擦，只弄得妈妈小穴湿濡濡地泄了一堆淫水出来，手也在她丰肥的乳房上搓揉按捏着。

张翠莲忍不住儿子的这般折磨，哀求的眼眸可怜地企求着华云林，大肥臀开始主动摆动摇挺，表露出小浪穴的饥渴，华云林继续的装疯卖傻：「妈妈……妈妈……我的亲娘……我要我要……我要进去肏你……快……快点……」说道最后华云林都有了哭腔，在华云林催情动作下，张翠莲抛弃一切羞耻地用手来握自己儿子的大鸡巴：「儿子，娘给你，娘上辈子欠你的，啊……啊……妈妈受……不了……」

张翠莲高亢娇啼的声音，在华云林耳里听起来像仙乐飘飘似地，张翠莲这时已控制不了她的理智，握着华云林的大鸡巴，沾些她小穴里流出来的淫水，让龟头顶着发烫的小阴唇：「来吧……儿啊……插进来吧……」华云林屁股故意的用力一挺，「滋！」的一声，就把她的大鸡巴干进自己妈妈的小穴中四、五寸。

不料张翠莲的小嘴里却哀呼道：「哎唷……慢……慢点……啊……疼……妈妈的……小穴……好痛……大鸡巴……太……粗了……等……等妈妈……的……水……润滑……了……再……再插……你的鸡巴……也真是太大了……啊……轻点……娘旷的太久了……啊……」

华云林兴奋地用耻骨压着妈妈的小腹，阴毛磨着她的小阴核，磨了一阵，小穴里的淫水流得华云林的阴毛都浸湿了，感到插在她那紧小、暖滑、湿润的小肥穴里有说不出的舒服。

像张翠莲这娇艳性感、高贵成熟的美娇娘，嫁给华有福真是白白浪费了，张翠莲被华云林温柔的动作激得欲焰高张，梦呓似地呻吟浪叫着：「啊……喔……亲丈夫……妈妈……的……好儿子……你……慢慢用……用力……一点……没关系……啊……对了……就是……这样……喔……喔……快磨……磨……那里……就是……那里……好……痒……喔……喔……重……重一……点……啊……」华云林扭着屁股，左右上下地抽动着大鸡巴，时而轻点，时而重压，张翠莲也将她的大屁股往上挺摇，让她的小肥穴和我的大鸡巴更紧密地接合，小嘴里也淫浪地叫道：「啊……用力……插……亲丈……夫……奸死……妈妈……吧……我好……好舒服……妈妈……忍不……住……要……要泄……泄了……」华云林的大鸡巴与她阴壁里的嫩肉每是磨擦一次，张翠莲的娇躯就会抽搐一下，而她每抽搐一下，小穴里也会紧夹一次，直到她小肥穴里一股滚烫的阴精直冲着大龟头，华云林这才把屁股狠力一压，大鸡巴整根猛插到底，张翠莲的子宫口像一张小嘴似地含吮着华云林深深干入的大鸡巴，那种又暖又紧的感觉，可真好啊……

华云林每次都深深的操到她花心里，让张翠莲忘情地娇躯不停地颤抖、小腿乱伸、肥臀猛筛，全身像蛇一样地紧缠着自己儿子的身体。这时的她只知道本能地抬高肥臀，把小穴上挺，再上挺，舒服的媚眼如丝，气喘咻咻地浪叫道：「哎呀……好儿子……亲……亲丈夫……妈妈……要……要被你……干死……了……啊啊……喔……大鸡……巴……快要……整死……我了……妈妈……被你操……得……好……舒服……哟……你……你真……是……妈妈……心爱……的……小丈夫……啊……妈妈爽……爽死了……」

张翠莲香汗淋漓，樱唇微张，娇艳的脸上呈现着性欲满足的爽快表情，淫声浪语地叫道：「妈妈的亲汉子……我的爷呀……妈妈……的……好……丈夫……你……你真……厉害……大鸡巴……又……又快要……操死……妈妈……了……哎唷……亲儿子……小……丈夫……你……真要了……妈妈……的……命了……妈妈……会被你……干死……的……喔喔……」张翠莲的花心像婴儿吃奶般吸吮着儿子的大鸡巴，华云林挺着涨硬的发痛的阴茎，在狂野的操弄了妈妈一阵之后，干进妈妈的小穴心里，感受着妈妈的花心像婴儿吃奶般吸吮着自己的大鸡巴时，华云林不想再忍耐了，于是就在一阵畅快之中，噗！噗！把浓浓的精液一泄如注地往她子宫里射进去，伏在她的娇躯上，鸡巴深深的插在她肥美的阴道里被她的小穴嫩肉紧紧夹住，尽情的享受着妈妈高潮的收缩，两人全身都抖颤颤地紧紧缠抱着，飘向神仙般的爽快境界里去了。

沉浸在性爱中的两人并不知道在窗外有一双年轻美丽的单凤眼在她乖巧的舌头舔开的小洞中，一动不动的紧盯着两人无耻被德的乱伦相奸，她的下体在华云林玩弄母亲的过程中不动而至的来了多次高潮……夜已经很深了，桌上的蜡烛只剩下了一个头，火焰在不稳定的跳跃着，象是在为华云林的成功加油呐喊。

那阵缠绵缱绻的大战，已经突破了华云林母子之间的藩篱，华云林双手捧着妈妈的香脸，温柔的望着她，一股羞怯和甜蜜的表情充溢在她的娇靥，粗大结实的阴茎并没有因为射精而软下来，依然暴涨的添塞充满着妈妈因不被使用而变的紧窄的小穴腔道，让她感到温暖、充实幸福，华云林意犹未尽地抚揉着妈妈的丰满肥乳，捏捏她的奶头，张翠莲也甘心情愿地把她的小香舌吐进儿子的嘴里让我吸吮，两人的手在对方的身上互相探索着，双舌翻腾搅动，唾液互流，真是人间一大乐事，快意至极。

在华云林的身下张翠莲暗暗下定决心，今后只要儿子需要她便脱下全身的衣物，献出肉体任儿子奸淫，随意玩弄致死不虞。可是嘴上却言不由衷的说：「孩子，我们都做了些什幺呀……我是你爹的老婆……你的亲娘……可是我们……你让我怎幺见人啊……」

华云林才不管他的便宜老爹呢，反正她的鸡巴还硬硬的插在他便宜老爹老婆的小穴里呢，正准备待她休息好后继续操她呢，机会难得，华云林决定今天一定要彻底的征服妈妈，做他的情妇，让她今后尽情肆意的玩弄，发泄他你无尽的欲焰，华云林把大鸡巴抽出一半，又猛地挺了进去，张翠莲震得娇躯一抖，双手紧抱着我，浪声叫道。

「哎……哎唷……你……你还没……泄……泄精啊……喔……喔……又……顶到……妈妈……啊……的花……花心……了……啦……啊……啊……啊……不行我们不能在这样了，我们怎幺对的起你父亲啊……」说道最后又开始流出了眼泪，华云林依旧不吭声由慢至快的逐渐加快抽动，高潮和生理反映是硬道理，至于她说什幺我现在已经不在乎了，只要让她今天体验到从未有过的高潮极致，先在肉体上征服她，再将她体内原本就有的淫荡风骚下贱的一面，挖出来赤裸裸的显现在自己面前，打破人类社会后天强加给两人间的那层虚伪面纱，让她在自己面前彻底丢掉尊严与自信变成一个纯动物性的人，不怕她今后不乖乖就范，华云林转动着屁股，使龟头在妈妈的小穴里也跟着像螺丝般旋转起来，肉体的快感让张翠莲爽得媚眼细眯、樱唇哆嗦、娇躯巨颤着。

「呀……呀……对……哎唷……哎呀……喔……好……舒服呀……喔……喔喔……大鸡巴……儿子……你……干得……妈妈……舒服极……了……哎唷……妈妈……爽……爽死了……啦……哎唷……喂呀……喔……喔……喔……」「怎幺样！又来了吧，这次我要让你彻底的从精神到肉体臣服于我。」华云林得意的想着。

「哦……妈妈……我的妈妈……亲娘啊……你舒服吗……我操的好不好……说呀……告诉我……我的鸡巴大吗……妈妈……」「你……你……」张翠莲有些不知所措，华云林突然伏下身子，双手抓住她的头发，紧盯她的双眼，屁股更加剧烈的耸动着，两人的结合处发出了「啪啪」的撞击声和「咋咋」的淫水搅动声。

「告诉我，你舒服吗？」

「舒服……儿子……我舒服。」

「我的鸡巴大吗，粗吗……」

「粗……啊……粗哦……真粗大啊……轻……轻些……林儿……我有些受不了……」

「哪儿受不了，是屄吗？」

「是……是……啊……啊……啊……是屄啊……娘……娘求你了……别……啊……别……问了……啊……我……我……」说出屄字让张翠莲羞愤不已，但却被儿子紧抓着头发，无法扭动脸只得紧紧的闭着眼睛不敢看自己的儿子。

「为什幺不问啊……我在操我娘……操我亲娘……操我的亲生妈妈。啊……真他妈的舒服……啊……有多少人能操到自己美丽的亲娘呢……恩……而且我妈妈把我的鸡巴放进去的啊……」

「林儿……啊……娘求你了……啊……别在……别在……」「不……我说……和妈妈操屄爽啊……是吧……妈妈……是不是啊妈妈……睁开眼睛看着我……」华云林强硬的命令到，张翠莲这时已经让华云林疯狂的干的浑身是汗，身体扭曲抽搐着不停的大口喘息，听到华云林的话腔调不对，张翠莲睁开了眼睛有些惊恐的看着华云林。

「我是谁？」

「是……啊……是我的……啊……我的林儿……」「林儿在干什幺？」

「……我……我……在操屄……啊……」

「操谁的穴？」

「我……我……的……」

狂风暴雨般的快感和顽固的羞耻心让妈妈委屈的哭了起来。

「妈妈……啊……你哭什幺吗……难道儿子操的你不爽吗……你刚才不是被我操上天了吗……不错我是你儿子……可是……我的鸡巴硬了，你的穴痒了，我们一起干干不是挺好的吗，你刚才不也在大声叫床吗……」华云林把抽插的速度放慢好让她能用心的听进去。

「我们不说谁知道呢，我知道你在想什幺，我们母子在乱伦，可我们乱的享受、舒服，你现在舍得我把大鸡巴抽出来吗？」「啊……我……我……啊……啊……」

「就是，儿子的大鸡巴让你欲仙欲死，快乐无比，你还想那幺多干什幺呢，和儿子一起享受吧……啊……妈妈……你的穴真紧，勒的我鸡巴太舒服了……」「可是……啊……可是……要是……啊……」

「还可是什幺……啊……妈妈……如今已经生米煮成熟饭……啊……不操也操了……还是两次……爹的鸡巴有我大吗……有我今天肏你肏的这幺爽吗……肯定没有……是吗……妈妈……告诉我……谁操的你爽……啊……」「是……啊……是你……」

「是我什幺？」

华云林有点失去耐心了，恶狠狠的说道，张翠莲紧张的说道：「……啊……啊……是啊……是你……操的我爽啊……」

「为什幺操的爽！」

「啊……啊……哦……因为……因为……你……你的……鸡巴……鸡巴……大啊……又粗又硬……长的都捅到啊……捅到娘的肚子里去了啊……用力啊……用力操……操我……」

华云林虽然依命加速，但依然在帮助妈妈洗脑。

「妈妈啊……你说……我们……母子相奸快不快乐啊……」「快啊……快乐……呀……」

张翠莲现在已经开始乖巧的按照儿子的思路说下去了。

「喔……喔……妈妈……淫荡的……骚屄妈妈……你真下贱啊……儿子你都勾引……」

「啊……是啊……是……啊……我是个……啊……是个不要脸的女人……我和儿子……和儿子啊……操屄……林啊……我不行了……我……啊……操死我这不要脸……的骚货吧……啊……」

在华云林的调教下妈妈又一次的达到了高潮，这次华云林没有给她喘息的机会，阴茎仍然强而有力的撞击着她抽搐的阴道。

「呀……嗯……嗯嗯……好……好舒服……心肝宝贝……哎……哎喂……舒服……透了……唷……啊妈妈……受……受不了……哎唷……我……我爽死……了……啦……」

「妈妈！你舒服吗？」

「好……舒服呀……哎唷……妈妈的……亲……儿子……你……干得……妈妈……爽死……了……啦……」

「妈妈！叫我几声好听的，我会干得你更爽。」「好儿子，乖林儿，操妈妈……啊……操啊……啊……娘的亲汉子……娘要死了……要。啊……要死在你的啊……大鸡巴下了……啊……我的爷啊……妈妈不想活了……啊……你……操死你啊……你下贱的亲娘吧……我的大鸡巴……鸡巴儿子……」

看来还是要引导……

「叫我亲爹……叫我……亲爷……叫我亲汉子……好丈夫……」「我的亲爹呀……我亲亲的汉子……啊……哦……我的好丈夫……我的……啊……我的……小爷啊……你操的我好舒服啊……啊……你……我快让你操……操死了……饶了我……吧……」张翠莲现在已经完全迷失了自己。

「妈妈……妈妈……我爱死你了……和儿子操屄乱伦好吗……」「好啊……我的亲爹……好爸爸……亲亲的儿子……爷啊……啊……儿子操的我……啊……从没有过的啊……舒坦啊……大鸡巴儿啊……你爹和你啊……没法比……啊……你的鸡巴……又粗又大……火一样的在我的……穴里……啊……我……我又不成了……啊……亲爹……亲爸爸啊……」张翠莲突然地娇躯一阵抽搐，两只玉手更是死紧地抱住了儿子的阔背，像发了羊癫疯也似地抖筛着肥臀配合华云林大鸡巴的韵律，浪声大叫道：「亲……亲丈夫……大鸡……巴……亲爸爸……唔……嗯哼……美死了……哎唷……喔……喔……妈妈……要……被我……的亲……丈夫……干……干死……了……啦……心肝……亲爸……爸……呀……好……好爽……啊……喔……花……花心麻……麻了……啊……我的爷啊娘……娘又要……啊，啊……又……又来……了……妈妈……又……又要……泄……了……」

妈妈刚才的高潮余韵还未过去，一个新的高潮又来了，华云林抽插的更是得心应手，越插越快，大鸡巴和小肉穴相撞，「噗吱！噗吱！」声和淫水抽动的，「滋！滋！」声，混合着妈妈小琼鼻里哼出来的浪叫声充斥着整个房间，妈妈舒爽得猛摇榛首。

发浪翻飞之中，散发出一阵阵温馨的迷人香味，华云林的大鸡巴也不负妈妈所望地越干越深入，已经把整根八寸多长的大肉棍顶到了妈妈的穴心子上，使她贝齿咬得吱吱作响，媚眼番白地大声浪叫道：「美死……了……哎唷……哎……我的……亲……亲爸……爸……心肝……大鸡……巴……亲丈……夫……呀……我……我要……死……的……啊……啊……啊……呀……喔……喔喔……啊……我……我……我……的……大鸡巴……亲……亲丈……夫……啊……啊……」只见她娇躯一阵抖颤，长长地喘了一口气，骚浪地泄出了一阵阴精，软绵绵地瘫在床上，昏迷过去了。

在她颤抖抖的娇躯上，见她呈现着满足的微笑，让华云林太高兴而骄傲了，华云林成功的征服了她，自己的亲生妈妈……

「妈妈！你醒了，还舒服吧！」

「唉……妈妈……舒服……死了……哎唷……啊……妈……妈要……啊……快……快顶……嘛……妈妈……的里……里面……很痒……啊……喔……喔……嗯……」

张翠莲扭动着雪白的大屁股，一直对着儿子的大鸡巴凑上来，好让她的小肉穴跟儿子的大鸡巴更紧密地配合着，张翠莲真是个娇艳欲滴的大美女，再加上那淫荡无比的浪叫声，华云林相信不论是哪个男人听到了，都会忍不住地操着大鸡巴插干她。

张翠莲的娇靥显出非常受用的表情，喘着上气接不着下气，媚眼半闭，如痴如醉地张着樱桃小嘴猛吸着气，姣美的粉脸红郁郁地浪得让人不得不加快抽插的速度狂干她。使她酥麻麻地好受极了，大肥臀的动作疯狂地摇摆挺动着，一股阴精，向着华云林的大龟头上浇来，最后她又把屁股扭了几下，叫道：「啊……啊啊……我……我怎幺又来……来了……啊……喔……好……好美呀……」「夹紧骚货，啊……用力呀……爷也来了，爷给你了……啊……使劲啊……小婊子……我的好妈妈啊……」

张翠莲听后没命的挺动她的大屁股，华云林在她的蠕动之，鸡巴紧紧的顶在她的阴道尽头，把一股股精液直喷向她的子宫里里。

「林……我的……林啊……你射死娘了……妈妈舒服透了……啊……我的亲爹……亲儿子爷啊……」华云林和妈妈在痛快淋漓的高潮中酥麻麻地并叠着，只见妈妈被儿子压在身下，媚眼直凝睇着华云林，满脸嫣红的羞耻之色，大概她又想起了两人间的血缘关系，一股世俗的伦常之念，使她不好意思面对着自己的儿子。

「妈妈你让我操了，从今天起你就是我的女人了，儿子今后天天操妈妈！」「嗯！」妈妈含羞带怯地微微点了头，「我的爷啊……妈妈是你的女人，你一个人的女人，娘的穴今后只让我亲儿子爸爸的鸡巴操。」说完不好意思的她，忙把娇靥藏在儿子的胸前，这娇羞的神态，就如同刚开苞的新嫁娘，让人又爱又怜。

华云林用双手轻轻抚着她那又肥又嫩、又滑又暖的大屁股，道：「妈妈！我的大屁股翠莲妈妈，儿子的大鸡巴干得你很美吧！今晚就是你和我的新婚之夜，以后我每天都要肏你骚屄！」张翠莲含羞带怯地微微点了头，华云林再把嘴吻上妈妈的小嘴，两人互相吸吮着彼此的唾液，吻罢，四目含情地对望了一眼，简单擦了一下，把鸡巴从新塞进妈妈的穴里，骑着她两人相拥着沉沉睡去。

又不知过了多久，华云林感到那原本插放在妈妈小穴中的阴茎一动，醒了过来，朦胧中感觉到妈妈轻轻的将他的鸡巴退出来翻身坐起，华云林悄悄的睁开眼睛，原来天已经亮了，虽然昨天半夜的狂浪很疲惫，但是多年来的习惯还是让她醒了过来，看到身上熟睡的我，一股难以言表的复杂情绪涌上心头。

"Oh God, what have I done? Yesterday, I shamelessly committed that immoral act with my own son, ruining my lifelong purity and chastity."

Thinking of this, Zhang Cuilian was overcome with grief. As she moved, she immediately felt her son's erect penis still inside her. What kind of penis was this… so thick and firm, so long, burning hot. Yesterday, she had been lost in passion and yielding to this strong, powerful penis. Her son's large penis had given her a pleasure she had never experienced in forty years.

Even with a grandson, she had never known that penetration could be so pleasurable. No wonder she had been so unrestrained and lewd yesterday, spouting nonsense like "Daddy's big penis," and "My big penis, you're going to fuck me to death!" Thinking of this, her face flushed red, and she felt a tightness in her chest as she looked at the penis that had just been pulled out of her vagina. That little beast!

Sighing, Hua Yunlin slowly got up and dressed. He initially thought his mother, seeing his large penis, would be tempted to suck on it like in the books, but she wasn't. She crawled on the bed, searching for the clothes she'd hastily taken off the day before. Through his half-closed eyes, Hua Yunlin saw his mother's plump, white buttocks swaying, her buttocks tightly clamped together, revealing her mature, full vulva, slightly swollen but still glistening and alluring. The sight ignited a fire within Hua Yunlin.

Zhang Cuilian, dressed, went to the dressing table and began combing her messy hair. Looking at Zhang Cuilian's long, black hair and round buttocks from behind, Hua Yunlin could no longer restrain himself. He cried out, "Mother, Mother... Mother, where are you..." pretending to have just woken up.

"Lin'er, Mother is here... Ah..."

Zhang Cuilian turned around to answer, but upon seeing her son standing naked on the bed, his enormous penis swaying, she trembled and quickly turned her head back in embarrassment.

Chapter Two: Feigning Madness to Fuss Mother and Second Sister-in-Law Offer Themselves (Part Two) Hua Yunlin, seeing his mother's shy expression, mischievously called out, "Mother, Mother, why is Lin'er's lower body swollen? Mother, please take a look!"

Zhang Cuilian spat, "You naughty boy, always pretending to be stupid! Now that you're better, hurry up and get dressed, go to the front hall to pay your respects to your father."

Hua Yunlin stepped forward and hugged his mother from behind, his hands grabbing and kneading her breasts, his penis rubbing back and forth in his mother's buttocks. "Mother, I really feel so uncomfortable!" Zhang Cuilian suppressed the desire aroused by her son's teasing, "Lin'er, let's hurry up and pay our respects to your father! Recently, your eldest and second brothers have been showing off in front of you, I'm afraid..." "Mother, what are you afraid of? Aren't your eldest and second brothers your own children too?" Hua Yunlin said slowly, enjoying his mother's soft buttocks as he slid his penis along.

"I love you, don't I?"

"Alright! Alright! Whatever you say, Mother."

Hua Yunlin and Zhang Cuilian tidied their clothes and went to the front hall to pay their respects to Hua Youfu. Hua Youfu was overjoyed to see his beloved son suddenly recover and talked to Hua Yunlin for a long time.

Of course, some were unhappy, such as Hua Yunlin's eldest brother, second brother, and third brother!

That night, Zhang Cuilian stayed in Hua Yunlin's room under the pretext that her son was still ill. After dark, when everyone in the family had gone to bed, Hua Yunlin and Zhang Cuilian immediately took off their clothes and began to have sex naked. The

mother and son reached climax after climax during their lovemaking, enjoying the pleasure brought by incestuous sex. They still did not notice that there was an audience outside the window, watching the mother and son's lovemaking through the torn window paper.

After a long and arduous activity lasting almost half an hour, the mother and son finally finished, panting heavily, and fell into a deep sleep, embracing each other.

At dawn, they went to the front hall. Hua Yunlin greeted Hua Youfu, and the whole family began breakfast. After breakfast, everyone went about their own business. Hua Youfu, having just recovered from a serious illness, told Hua Yunlin to rest.

With nothing to do, Hua Yunlin wandered around the large house. Suddenly, he heard someone calling him; it was his second sister-in-law, Yu Liping, calling him.

Hua Yunlin followed his second sister-in-law to the room where his second brother and sister-in-law lived. The moment his second sister-in-law spoke, he was so frightened he almost killed her.

"Uncle, I saw what happened between you and Mother."

Hua Yunlin was instantly agitated upon hearing this, but he quickly calmed down and looked quietly at his sister-in-law: "Sister-in-law, let's not beat around the bush. What do you want to do by telling me this in private?" "Hehe!" Yu Liping chuckled lightly, "Uncle, don't be afraid. I have a favor to ask of you. I won't tell anyone."

"What is it? How can you guarantee you won't tell anyone?"

"Uncle, while you were sick these past few months, your second brother went out to do business with someone to please Father, but he lost a lot of money. Father doesn't know about this yet. If he did, I don't know how he would treat your second brother. Father always listens to you the most, so I hope you can plead with him for your second brother. As for not telling anyone, that's simple."

After Yu Liping finished speaking, she took off all her clothes and put her hands inside Hua Yunlin's pants, gently rubbing his penis. "Is my body enough to guarantee you, second sister-in-law?" As she spoke, she had already pulled down Hua Yunlin's pants, rubbing his penis with both hands, her beautiful phoenix eyes glancing sideways at Hua Yunlin.

Under the rubbing of his second sister-in-law's hands, Hua Yunlin's penis immediately became hard. Hua Yunlin picked up his second sister-in-law, put her on the bed, hooked his arms around her neck, and kissed her lips, using his tongue to pry open her lips. Their tongues intertwined passionately.

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