The Wife and Mother's Ordeal by Hungry Jack

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Author: Hungry Jack
Word Count: 20,000

This is a novella I wrote some time ago. Recently, I've been thinking about writing another novel. Besides the usual
sex scenes and training themes, the next novel will focus on the plot. After writing erotic fiction for so many years, I hope to achieve
a qualitative breakthrough.

I hope all my new and old friends will support me!

Foreword:

The story begins with a car accident…

One evening a year ago, in a small town in northern China, during rush hour, and with
a torrential downpour , Zhang Wei's mother was riding her electric bike, hurrying home from the factory. At that moment, her husband, son, and daughter-in-law were all waiting for her to eat together— a tradition
for this family of four . 　　Whether due to inattention or slippery road conditions, Zhang Wei's mother crashed head-on into an elderly woman, nearly sixty years old, who was carrying large bags and crossing the street… 　　You can probably guess what happened next: taking her to the hospital, making phone calls, a standoff between the families, and finally , discussing compensation and a private settlement. 　　It's important to clarify here that the elderly woman who was hit was illiterate and had a very low level of education, but she had two promising sons, and her husband was still alive. Her two sons ran a small wholesale business in the area, which , while not large, was somewhat domineering. Her husband was even more formidable; before retiring , he was one of the first physical education teachers in the country, teaching track and field. Even after retirement, he wasn't exactly honest, often running to earn extra money. 　　Given the victim's family background, it's not hard to guess that it would be strange if Zhang Wei's family hadn't been ripped off and harassed. 　　Even more tragically, Zhang Wei, his wife, and his parents were all ordinary working-class people. 　　In this financially strained situation, besides the men working hard to earn money, the women also had to repay their debts with sex… 　　One month later, one night, Old Liu, after drinking outside, as usual, brought my mother back to his house for a sexual encounter. 　　On that tattered wooden bed, Old Liu was thrusting his penis vigorously, pounding into my mother's vagina again and again, thoroughly enjoying her plump, mature body. 　　Seeing that Old Liu was engrossed in his pleasure, my mother timidly asked him if he could be lenient and give her a smaller allowance each week, since the family was really short of money. 　　Old Liu naturally understood my mother's intention and pretended to be fierce, saying, "Stop talking nonsense, let me finish first!" 　　... 　　"No money? Want me to give you a few more days? I'll have your wife come and keep me company!" 　　After ejaculating, Old Liu lay on top of my mother, panting heavily, and said shamelessly... ... 　　The main text begins: 　　Old Liu lay on top of his wife, making her suck his disgusting thick tongue while he vigorously thrust his lower body, pounding into her tender vagina. 　　After a while, my mother came in from outside. She was wearing a white dress, flesh-colored pantyhose, and pointed-toe peep-toe high heels. 　　My mother, seeing Old Liu ravaging my wife—his daughter-in-law—was extremely embarrassed, but could only stand there, her face flushed, not daring to utter a word, awaiting Old Liu's judgment. 　　A few minutes later, Old Liu lowered his body, tightly gripping my wife's large breasts with both hands, and began his final thrusts. After a brief but intense series of rapid thrusts, Old Liu roared, his penis reaching all the way to my wife's tender clitoris… Finally, they both reached orgasm simultaneously, and Old Liu's semen was ejaculated into my wife's uterus. 　　After ejaculating, Old Liu sat leaning against the headboard, legs spread, making my wife bend over and lick penis. 　　"Come here 　　," Old Liu then beckoned to my mother. Hearing his call, my mother immediately walked over cautiously , her eyes constantly glancing at my wife. 　　"Your wife's pussy is really tight; it was squeezing me the whole time I was fucking her," 　　Old Liu said shamelessly, describing my wife ! 　　My mother's expression became even more embarrassed, but she couldn't ignore him, so she could only give a shy "Mmm." 　　Then, Old Liu began inquiring about my mother's business that day. 　　While taking money from her purse, my mother told Old Liu that she had been seeing customers in the small hotel room Old Liu had booked, from morning until evening . There had been seven customers, but a total of eight clients, because one of them was a couple . 　　Old Liu took the money from my mother's hand, counted it, and asked the hotel owner if he had already bribed him. My mother said, "Yes, I gave him 60 yuan." Then, Old Liu quickly counted the money, totaling about a thousand yuan. He took out three hundred yuan and gave it to my mother as her "wage." 　　My mother took the money, whispered "thank you," and turned to leave. 　　After seven o'clock in the evening, my mother and wife, having hastily finished dinner, quickly dressed up, each putting on a sexy outfit, and went to Old Liu's house again. 　　Old Liu's house was bustling with activity. There were two tables set up inside, filled with smoke; one for playing cards and the other for playing mahjong. I counted about eight or nine people in total, all neighbors from our community, and some people from the street. 　　They were all shirtless and bare-chested, wearing only shorts, shouting loudly and puffing on cigarettes, making the entire living room smoky. 　　Upon seeing my mother and wife arrive, the men all "raised their guns in salute" and subconsciously touched their crotches. Then, they put down their playing cards or mahjong tiles, leeringly beckoning my mother and wife to come over to them.

My wife and mother knew all these people; they were all familiar faces. Therefore, they dared not offend any of them and
could only stand motionless, waiting for Old Liu's "orders."

Finally, Old Liu "moved" my wife to the poker table and my mother to the
mahjong table.

As soon as my mother and wife reached the table, the group swarmed them, eight large hands simultaneously reaching over their
bodies , groping and fondling them. Within minutes, my mother and wife were stripped naked,
their bras, stockings, and underwear scattered all over the floor…

After the first round of mahjong, my mother, with her back to everyone, obediently sat on the winner's lap. Once his
penis was fully inserted into her vagina, my mother began to bounce up and down vigorously.

Meanwhile, because poker was played faster than mahjong, my wife had already given
oral sex to both men and swallowed their semen.

After a while, someone at the poker table won again, so my wife went over and knelt on the floor, ready to
help the man take off his pants and give him a blowjob.

However, the man didn't seem to like oral sex. He lifted my wife off the floor and threw her onto
the sofa next to him, saying, "Spread your legs." My

wife lay on the sofa, knowing that this man wanted to fuck her, so she obediently spread her legs, waiting for
his penetration. But instead of inserting his penis into my wife's
vagina, the man buried his head in her vulva and began

licking her clitoris. He extended a thick tongue, first gently
licking , then forcefully shoving most of his tongue into her vaginal opening,
frantically churning and licking the two plump, juicy petals, and occasionally sucking and licking
the engorged and hardened clitoris on her mons pubis.

The wife trembled uncontrollably as the man licked her. She shyly closed her eyes, furrowed her brow, and
began to involuntarily emit soft moans.

Then, the man took her plump
, . The wife was naturally sensitive; even the slightest touch to
her genitals would elicit a strong physiological reaction, with nectar flowing continuously from her
vagina, down her perineum and into her buttocks.

Now, in front of a room full of men, naked and with her legs spread, allowing a stranger to freely lick her
genitals, the wife was overwhelmed with desire. Her vagina was like a burst
dam , gushing forth streams of clear, white fluid, splashing everywhere and soaking a
large area of the sofa.

Looking at the other table, my mother was still struggling to sit on that man's lap. Her two heavy breasts
swayed up and down with each thrust of her hips, one nipple still in his mouth, being bitten
and sucked with a soft, sucking motion.

My mother's smooth, round belly rubbed against that man's hairy belly, and as the frequency of the friction
increased, his penis was nearing its climax. Then he began to thrust desperately, pounding into my mother's
vagina .

My mother's vagina was very narrow and tight, filled with thick, sticky vaginal fluid, gripping the man's
penis tightly and slippery, sending waves of intense stimulation upwards. I watched as the man
pressed my naked mother against his thighs and thrust into her at least a hundred times before finally "opening the floodgates" and ejaculating, every last drop of
his semen shooting into her body.

Meanwhile, on the sofa, the wife, who had just been spreading her legs wide, her vulva open, being suckled and licked, was now bracing herself
against the wall, vigorously twisting her hips back and forth as a man's hard penis thrust into her
vagina.

Her eyes were tightly closed, enduring the pain from the forceful penetration; her forehead was covered in sweat,
clearly showing her considerable suffering. After a while, the man made her lift one leg and place
it on a nearby stool. He continued thrusting, moaning and groaning, while simultaneously using his hands
to vigorously knead her large, swaying breasts, occasionally pinching and
pulling her erect nipples with two fingers.

The wife's appearance, both wanton and pitiful, made the men at the card table put down their
cards and loosen their belts, wanting to join in.

A large, fat man with a full beard stealthily crept up behind my wife, reached
out , and quietly took her full, white breasts from someone's hands. Perhaps it was the first time he'd ever squeezed such large,
firm breasts; the fat man kneaded them like dough, squeezing them forcefully while constantly
tugging at the nipples.

Inspired by this fat man, more and more people joined in, taking turns taking my wife's
breasts , wantonly kneading and shaping them, pulling at the nipples… Under the simultaneous stimulation of so many people and so many large hands
, my wife, who was already very sensitive, quickly reached another climax. Waves of clear vaginal fluid
gushed from her lower body like a spring, splashing onto the floor, the table, and everywhere…

The next day, my father's school was preparing for an inspection by city leaders, so the principal decided to give a day off. All
students stayed to clean and decorate the campus, and some teachers who weren't homeroom teachers could go home. My father was just
a junior chemistry teacher, so naturally he didn't have to teach and stayed home.

Around 8 a.m., my wife and I went to work, while my father had just returned from the market.

As soon as he entered the house, he heard familiar moans coming from his bedroom.
Needless to say, it was my father enjoying my mother's voluptuous body.

Hearing my mother's heartfelt and moving moans echoing from inside, my father
couldn't bear it and reluctantly put down his groceries and left.

Around lunchtime, as usual, I waited for my wife at the stairwell to come home together.

I'm just a junior programmer, working in a cubicle on the first floor like most employees. My wife, however,
is a manager's assistant, so she works upstairs next to the general manager's office.

I waited for a long time in the stairwell, but she didn't come down. So, I mustered my courage and climbed up to the second floor, quietly sneaking up to...
I reached the door of the general manager's office. Peeking through the crack in the door, I saw: no wonder my wife hadn't come downstairs;
she was currently serving the boss! And I'd arrived just in time; it seemed their passionate scene was only
just beginning…

My wife was sitting on our manager's lap, her face flushed, passionately kissing him.

He was sucking her sensual lips into his mouth, licking them thoroughly with his tongue .
Then he slipped his tongue into her mouth, deliberately holding her delicate tongue
inside for a long time, sucking and entwining it, not letting her pull it away.

After this passionate kiss, my wife was completely exhausted, limp and
powerless . He then reached his hand inside her blouse, grasped one of her large, white breasts, and began to knead it vigorously.

My wife kept her eyes tightly closed, her head bowed low, and began to make soft moaning sounds, whether from
pleasure or discomfort, I couldn't tell. Then the manager pinched his wife's nipple between his thumb and forefinger, kneading and rotating it like screws in a screw, until her bright red nipple obediently hardened. Then

his wife twisted her waist, swaying from side to side, pleading with the manager, "Stop kissing me, stop kissing me!"

The manager then lewdly stuck out her tongue, but then lowered his head and sucked on her
other nipple. With

both tender nipples being "served" simultaneously, his wife felt incredibly stimulated,
moaning softly, her waist twisting even more violently.

...Seeing my wife so unusually aroused, the manager knew he had aroused her desire. So he
reached his free hand inside his wife's stockings and panties, past her sparse, curly pubic hair, and explored her engorged
vulva.

…He parted his wife's already engorged labia and rhythmically rubbed between her labia with his middle finger,
while simultaneously using his hand and mouth to pinch and suck on her nipples.

To accommodate the manager's finger manipulation, his wife even spread her legs and thrust her hips forward, allowing the manager to insert
his middle and ring fingers into her already overflowing vagina, rubbing and probing the tender, juicy vaginal
walls. His wife's clitoris was even more sensitive; with just a gentle touch from the manager, her entire body
trembled violently like a sieve.

Seeing that the time was ripe, the manager waved his hand and ordered my wife to strip naked and lie down on his large desk.

The wife dared not disobey, quickly removing her suit, stockings, and underwear. She then lay down on the manager's
desk , spreading her legs wide, obediently allowing his large penis to enter her.

…After his penis was fully inside, he initially remained still, just holding it
there, feeling the spasms emanating from her vagina, the lewd force seemingly draining him dry.

Then, as his wife recovered slightly, the manager revealed his true, ruthless nature, beginning
to thrust , like a hungry wolf frantically ravaging his young, beautiful wife with her delicate skin.

Soon, the wife's soft moans at the beginning of penetration transformed into loud, wanton screams.

Perhaps fearing that those outside would hear, the manager bent down and silenced his wife's vulva with his mouth.

After being roughly pounded by the manager thirty to fifty times, my wife's face was flushed, and she was covered in sweat. Her breasts, reddened from
the section chief's rubbing, had two hardened nipples that stood erect in shame. Seeing this, the manager again took one of her
nipples into his mouth and gently bit it with his teeth. This time, my wife didn't cry out in pain; instead,
she , and even her moans changed tone.

Looking further down, my wife's vagina, which was being brutally ravaged by the man's penis, was now even tighter
and narrower. Her vaginal fluids overflowed, gushing out in large streams, drenching
the manager's penis as it thrust in and out.

My wife's pitiful and moving appearance instantly aroused the manager's primal instincts. He pressed almost his entire
body against my wife, then thrust in and out repeatedly,
slamming his hairy chest and abdomen heavily against her soft breasts and snow-white belly.

His enormous breasts were squeezed so tightly they completely lost their original proud, upright shape, and the "slap slap slap" sound of
their hitting each other echoed throughout the office.

Because the woman beneath him wasn't his wife or girlfriend, the manager showed no
mercy . Almost every time he thrust, he aimed straight for her clitoris, his engorged glans forcing open her delicate cervix and plunging
deep into her vagina…

Watching my wife being played with by another man, her juices flowing freely, her moans echoing, and being
unable rush in and beat him up, I was furious. That man was my boss!
After all, he was the one who paid my wife and me every month; without those wages, we wouldn't be able to pay our
debts!

Sigh, helpless… I had no choice but to make the same choice as my father—shaking my head in frustration
and leaving .

When I got home at noon, my parents and I waited at the dining table for over an hour before my wife
finally returned. My parents were unaware of my wife's affair with her company manager. They assumed she was just too busy at work
or unwell, and showered her with concern, telling her not to put too much pressure on herself… During lunch,
my wife noticed I was silent and my face was filled with displeasure, so she secretly sent me a text message under the table. The message read: "Honey, I know I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do . You know

our situation . The manager is willing to give me a 500 yuan raise every month, as long as I let him…" 　After reading my wife's message, I was deeply moved and remorseful, feeling I shouldn't have given her a hard time, and my heart was filled guilt. 　　That evening, when we were in bed together, my wife quietly told me that she had actually seen me peeping outside the door while she was having sex with the manager at noon, and she thought I would rush into the office to "rescue" her, but I didn't… 　　I asked her if she was very disappointed at the time, and my wife nodded slightly, saying that she was indeed a little disappointed, but she also said she could understand. 　　Furthermore, compared to the old, ugly, and low-class men that Old Liu brought, my wife…

She was willing to be played with by a "high-status" man like the manager.

This inevitably reminded me of my college days, when my wife (then my girlfriend)
was forced to ...

My wife's real name is Xia Qing. In college, my classmates and friends called her Xiao Qing. She was my
classmate .

My girlfriend was already very beautiful when she was a college student. She was tall and had a great figure, about
1.65 , but weighed less than 50 pounds. As for her appearance, she was famously pretty, with big eyes, thin lips,
an oval face... and long, black hair.

However, what my girlfriend was most admirable about was her body: before she was even 23, she had big breasts and
a perky butt, and even a D-cup bra was too tight; her long, beautiful legs were always wearing all kinds of stockings and high heels,
attracting the attention of lecherous men on the street; and her skin was as white as a finely polished piece of
jade, making people drool.

Let's get to the point: My beautiful and sexy girlfriend, Xiao Qing, has brought me, an ordinary guy like myself,
endless joy, but she has also made me lose
face and dignity as a man countless times.

Being cuckolded is, for a man, the greatest and most humiliating disgrace. However,
to be honest, regarding those things that happened back in college, both Xiao Qing and I were...
In fact, putting aside the tragic experiences my mother and wife have now, that day was actually the first time I
witnessed Xiao Qing being played with by another man. It was drizzling

that day. After dinner, my girlfriend and I strolled in the park under our small umbrellas
. Later, the rain got heavier, and there was even thunder and lightning, so my girlfriend and I took shelter under
the artificial hill , planning to continue when the rain subsided.

A while later, two pedestrians approached from the opposite direction, two young men, who also seemed to be seeking shelter from the rain
. They hadn't brought umbrellas and were soaked to the bone.

Their clothes and menacing demeanor made them look like
thugs . So I pulled my girlfriend away, signaling her to come with me and stay away from those two. But the artificial hill was small,
and we couldn't go very far.

Things only got worse. Seeing my actions, the two thugs not only stared
at for a long time, but also seemed to sense our fear of them.

Then one of them walked up to me, grinning maliciously, and said, "Hey buddy, I need to talk to you about
something. See my brother? Just got out of prison, hasn't touched a woman in three years! How about this,
'lend' your girlfriend to him, and I'll treat you to drinks tomorrow!

I've never seen such shameless people!!" Without a word, I quickly turned around and pulled my girlfriend away.

A second later, I heard a loud "bang" beside my ear, felt something hit the back of my head, and then
I lost consciousness...

When I woke up, I found that no one was beside me, the sky was darker, and the rain was pouring down harder.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind the artificial hill. I listened carefully again, and sure enough, it was
my girlfriend Xiaoqing's. So I quickly got up from the ground and quietly went around to the back of the artificial hill.

I peeked through the cracks in the rocks and was shocked to find that my girlfriend's t-shirt had been pulled off, and she
was kneeling on the ground, her white upper body bare, giving oral sex to the thug who had knocked me unconscious! Another thug who wanted to "borrow my girlfriend
to play with " was squatting behind my girlfriend, his arms reaching under her armpits to her chest,
shamelessly fondling her breasts.

While he was violently thrusting his penis into my girlfriend's mouth, he was also chatting and laughing with the other thug.

He seemed to really enjoy deepthroating. Every so often, he'd demand his girlfriend open her mouth
wide , then hold it in her throat, forbidding her from spitting it out without his permission.

For some reason, his girlfriend seemed to obey them. I saw her face flushed red,
drool dripping from the corner of her mouth, but she remained motionless, burying her head deeply in his crotch, afraid
to spit out his penis.

After the penis was pulled out, before she could even catch her breath, she would carefully lick his
glans , or lick his scrotum and the base of his penis.

Several times, his girlfriend accidentally bumped her teeth against his penis, and the thug would frown and get angry, either
slapping her a few times or ordering his friend, who was rubbing her breasts, to punish
her by stretching and twisting her nipples, even pinching them with his nails, making my poor little Qing scream in pain!

A while later, the thug's penis ejaculated in my girlfriend's mouth, a large pool of thick semen shooting out
and dripping down her chin onto her black hot pants.

Then, the two thugs demanded that Xia Qing stand up, right between them. Since she was
shirtless quickly tried to cover her private parts with her hands, but to no avail. She was told that unless
ordered to, her hands were not allowed to move freely; she was only allowed to hold one of the men's penises in each hand and gently stroke
it to keep it erect…

Then the thug who had knocked me unconscious spoke again, this time demanding that Xia Qing take off her pants! I felt things
were getting increasingly serious, so I hesitated whether to rush out and fight them.

Unexpectedly, my girlfriend was quite decisive. She didn't say a word, offered no resistance, and obediently
took off her hot pants and the pink panties with hearts woven into them.

The thug snatched Xiaoqing's panties from her hand, crumpled them into a ball, and stuffed them into his pocket.
Then they pressed their lips to her face, kissing and whispering something.

Finally, the two of them walked away with her bra and panties. After they were gone, Xiaoqing picked up her t-shirt and shorts
from the ground and put them on.

That night, on the way back to school, my girlfriend and I walked to the dormitory in silence, without saying a word or holding hands
. And because my girlfriend was wearing nothing underneath—no bra or panties
— we inevitably attracted lewd stares from passersby.

After returning to the dormitory, we didn't contact each other by phone or text.

On the third day after the incident, at noon, while eating together in the cafeteria, Xiaoqing and I talked about that night again
.

My girlfriend asked me what time I woke up that day. I said I
only woke up groggily after those two bastards left. My girlfriend nodded without a doubt. Then, knowing the answer already, I asked, "What exactly did
they do to you that day? Why haven't you told me yet?"

My girlfriend was silent for a while after hearing my question, then said with a slightly embarrassed expression, "Honey,
(that's what my girlfriend usually calls me), can you not be angry with me? Actually... actually, it's nothing, I
just used my mouth to help them...

You gave the man who hit me a blowjob?" I played along, pretending to be unhappy and continued to ask my girlfriend.

My girlfriend's expression became even more embarrassed. Her face flushed, and after a long time, she finally uttered a few words: "Actually...
I gave both of them...

I helped them both cum?"

"Um... the first one, that guy, he even forced me to eat it."

Hearing this, I finally understood. It turned out that while I was peeping behind the rock, my girlfriend had already given oral sex to that other
thug , and was even forced to ingest his semen.

Sigh, those were truly painful memories; better left unsaid!

Let's rewind to the present…

Since my father was home on holiday, he offered to
deliver dinner to Old Liu's wife at the hospital that evening. My mother prepared some ribs and vermicelli, along with soft rice, packed it in a metal lunchbox, and gave it to my father to take away
.

Around four o'clock in the afternoon, just as my father left, Old Liu and one of his "old buddies"
entered our house. This "old buddy," surnamed Yang, was in his fifties, a retired soldier, and also lived in our
neighborhood . He usually liked to play chess or cards with Old Liu, or come over and mess with my mother.

When my mother saw that it was Old Liu with his men, she hurriedly made tea and called out, "Brother Liu." Old Yang
seemed a little dissatisfied, glaring at my mother and pretending to be angry, saying, "Why didn't you call me that?" My mother, having no other choice,
quickly apologized and lowered her head, calling him "Brother" again.

Seeing how obedient my mother was, Old Yang patted her big buttocks, pulled her into his arms, and then,
while playing with my mother's high breasts, said with a lewd grin, "Little sister, don't
call me 'Brother' anymore, call me 'husband'!

" My mother's face flushed red to her ears. She sat
between the two lecherous old men with her head down, saying nothing, letting Old Yang continue to play with her breasts.

At this moment, Old Liu also chimed in, "Yeah, little sister, since you're letting anyone fuck you now,
aren't we your husbands? Haha!"

Seeing the two old men's shameless and lewd behavior, my mother blushed and had nothing to say, after all, it was
basically true... So my mother had no choice but to helplessly call each of them "husband."

Then, Old Liu made my mother take off her dress and stockings, and pulled her large breasts out of her bra
. He and the man surnamed Yang each grabbed one of my mother's large breasts and vigorously kneaded them
.

My mother's snow-white breasts were soft to the touch and full in shape. The dark brown nipples were pinched
, squeezed, and twisted by the men's fingers, and then obediently stood up. Old Yang was really
fond . He started licking from the lower edge of my mother's left breast, licking all the way down the rounded lower part of the breast,
then flicked the nipple a few times with the tip of his tongue, sucked on it a few times, and then spat it out with a lingering desire.

On the other side, Old Liu opened his smelly mouth and
sucked most of my mother's right breast into his mouth, biting and sucking it like he was eating cotton candy, and didn't forget to smack his teeth at my mother's nipple a few times
.

After finishing my mother's "delicious" pancake, Old Yang stood on the sofa, unbuckled his belt, took out his
already hard penis, and waved it in front of my mother. Without a second thought, my mother took his
penis into her mouth and began thrusting her head back and forth, diligently giving Old Yang a blowjob.

At this moment, my mother, naked from the waist up, sat in the middle of the sofa, meticulously sucking his penis while
allowing him to freely suck and rub her breasts. To facilitate their actions, she raised her arms
above her head , revealing her smooth, white armpits.

Flesh-colored pantyhose and a white lace bra were scattered on the floor, and her palm-sized panties were pulled down
to her ankles… Her two snow-white legs were incredibly alluring, with thick, glossy black
pubic hair between her thighs, and below, her delicate labia were open and shiny, revealing a narrow
slit in the middle.

Then, Old Liu climbed behind my mother and inserted his fingers into her vagina, probing the vaginal
walls. Meanwhile, the man surnamed Yang continued sucking on my mother's large breasts. After a while, he also inserted his fingers into my
mother's vagina, and together with Old Liu's fingers, they began thrusting faster.

My mother sat naked on the sofa, moaning seductively with her eyes closed,
letting the two lecherous old men suck her breasts and penetrate her vagina, wantonly playing with her beautiful genitals.

My mother's legs were spread wide, revealing her pink vulva through the thick pubic hair, below which was a dark
anus . On either side of her vulva were two large, dark-colored mounds of flesh, with a piece of flesh the size of a soybean sandwiched in the middle. The old man's
fingers parted the flesh on either side of my mother's vulva, revealing two pink, opening and closing orifices; the lower
one seemed to have a little bit of whitish, sticky fluid.

Then, the man surnamed Yang unbuckled his belt, pulling his dirty gray underwear down to his ankles,
revealing He moved closer to my mother.

My mother's face showed disgust, but she obediently lay down on the sofa, spreading
her snow-white thighs to await the insertion of Yang's penis.

Yang, of course, didn't hold back. He pressed his hands firmly against the base of my mother's thighs, then aimed at her wet
vulva and lowered himself, smoothly inserting his entire penis into her vagina. He then began to thrust his hips
up down, back and forth, lifting my mother's legs high to the sides and back, allowing
Old Liu to fully appreciate the union of his and my mother's genitals.

My mother's breasts heaved violently with each thrust, her nipples throbbing wildly. Old Yang
would occasionally grab one nipple and pull it out, or squeeze around it, causing streams of milk to spurt
out . He repeated this several times, continuing his thrusting as he lifted my mother from the sofa,
then made her place her hands on the floor, her lower body suspended in mid-air. He continued thrusting, pushing her
forward with difficulty.

My mother screamed in pain from this exaggerated position, her face, back, and forehead
drenched in sweat, her expression a mixture of pain and shame… while Old Liu watched with glee.

After a while, Old Yang, still with his penis deeply inside my mother, lifted her up and sat down on the sofa , leaving my mother between his legs. He then rotated
her body 180 degrees around his penis , so she faced him.
Then, he grabbed my mother's plump waist
and thrust into her, withdrawing his penis the instant he ejaculated. The first spurt of milky white semen
shot out from about the height of my mother's lower abdomen, hitting her chin and face. As he ejaculated, his hand gripped my mother's breasts, and several
streams of bright white milk shot out.

Then, Old Liu, who was already ready, turned my mother over, forcing her to stick her
buttocks out. He then humiliatingly slapped my mother's large, white buttocks, revealing her
genitals, which had just been violated. Her labia were parted, revealing bright red mucous membranes covered with
congealed .

My mother begged him to let her rest for a while, saying she couldn't take it anymore.

Already ravenously sexually frustrated, Old Liu paid no heed to my mother. He aimed his penis at her vaginal opening,
ignoring her pleas, and forcefully penetrated her. He then straddled her back, embracing her soft abdomen from behind, driving
his penis deep into her body. He then forcefully gripped her plump thighs and began thrusting. My mother's
large breasts hung heavily on her chest, swaying violently with each thrust. The old man, while pounding into
my mother's genitals, also fondled her breasts, thoroughly enjoying himself.

The two old men and my mother indulged in their lovemaking at home for over two hours before finally
pulling up their pants and heading home, still feeling unsatisfied. Before leaving, they specifically reminded my mother not to forget to come to Old Liu's house
with to "play cards with them."

That evening, my father returned home from the hospital, dejected and looking very unwell. My mother kept
pressing told us that when he went to deliver food, he discovered that Old Liu's wife's condition
had worsened recently. The doctor had kindly reminded him that they might have to increase their treatment and medical expenses again.

My wife and I exchanged bewildered glances, unsure what to do. Meanwhile,
my mother, who was packing things nearby, sighed and silently went back to her room.

Although my father knew that Old Liu often used my wife and mother for his own amusement and even took them out for other men to play with, he knew nothing
about my mother secretly working as a prostitute to earn extra money through Old Liu's introduction. 　　Presumably, my mother had done an excellent job of keeping it a secret. However, even so, because of Old Liu's wife's medical expenses, my mother would probably have to work even harder to earn extra money! 　　Sure enough, on Saturday, the school had its monthly exams. While my father was proctoring, my mother got ready early, dressed in an extremely sexy outfit, and went out. Needless to say, she was off to that little hotel to solicit customers. 　　I didn't have to work overtime that Saturday, so I accompanied my wife to her parents' home in the provincial capital. However, we had to go and return early, not daring to delay at all, because my wife and mother were going to Old Liu's place for a "card game" that evening. 　　When my mother arrived at the little hotel, as usual, the lecherous owner didn't say a word, just leered and handed her the room key, then "watched" my mother sway her large, plump buttocks and long , beautiful legs in high heels as she walked into the room. 　　A dozen minutes later, the hotel owner brought in two migrant workers in their forties, who were preparing to take the first bus back to their hometown . The two men, whose origins were unknown, spoke in a difficult-to-understand dialect. After much haggling, they finally agreed on a price with the owner: fifty yuan per person, just one time, but the method was arbitrary. 　　The three men filed into the hotel room. The mother, wearing a purple, low-cut, see-through dress, was lying on the bed, listlessly watching TV. When she saw the owner bring back two old, ugly migrant worker guests who reeked of foul odors, she frowned. Getting out of bed, she stared at the owner with her large, watery eyes, seemingly trying to give him a meaningful look. 　　The owner ignored her, simply shoving the two older migrant workers in front of the mother and coldly saying, "These two have booked one time each, half an hour limit. You'd better entertain them well. I'm leaving now." 　　"What?! Half an hour limit? Why wasn't that mentioned before?" one of the migrant workers seemed very dissatisfied . 　　"You can't even finish one round in half an hour? Heh, alright, you can play for now, we'll talk about it later if you run out of time! 　　Okay?" 　　The two migrant workers were already impatient, cursing and telling the boss to hurry up and leave, saying discuss it later. 　　The boss shook his head disdainfully and walked out of the room with a contemptuous look on his face. As he closed the door, he saw my mother being forced to bend her arms around the two men's thick necks, her chest torn open, her thighs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, raised high and spread wide, kissing these two stinking migrant workers back and forth. 　　Not long after he left, a continuous "shh...shh...shh" sucking sound came from inside the room, presumably my mother was vigorously giving them a blowjob. 　　Then, a little while later, he heard my mother scream "Ugh...ah!" and rhythmic "plop ...plop" sounds of flesh hitting flesh. Needless to say, the two men inside had already started fucking my mom's plump , tight pussy. So the boss deliberately pressed his ear against the door. Although he couldn't see what was happening inside, just listening to my mother's incredibly arousing moans made his ugly penis unconsciously harden. 　　My mom was moaning "Mmm...mmm..." inside, then "Ahhh!"

The loud screams, coupled with the creaking and groaning of the bed... it seemed these two migrant
workers hadn't been bragging; their bodies were indeed strong and robust.

You see, my mother, who had "seen countless men" over the years, had been brutally fucked, penetrated, and vigorously pounded by countless penises of different sizes,
thicknesses , and lengths. Therefore, my mother
was intimately familiar with men's penises, and her own genitals had incredibly strong endurance. Such loud
screams and frantic moans were something she hadn't experienced in years. It truly made one marvel at
the incredible physical strength of our country's migrant workers...

Meanwhile, my wife and I waited a long time at the station under the scorching sun before finally getting on a
long-distance bus to the provincial capital. Once on board, we found the bus almost full, with only a few empty seats in the second-to-last row
.

After my wife and I settled our luggage, the bus began its slow, bumpy journey.

Not long after, perhaps due to exhaustion from the past few days, my wife fell asleep on my shoulder.
I put down my magazine, closed my eyes, and started to doze off.

The bus drove for quite a while without anyone getting off. In my drowsy state, I slightly opened my eyes, and immediately heard a woman's soft moans and men's laughter
beside me .

I immediately realized it was my wife's voice, so I quickly turned my head and saw my wife
curled up in her seat like a frightened bird, with several male passengers lecherously surrounding her.
What was even more shocking was that my wife was only wearing a bra; her top had been pulled off at some point!
Needless to say, these men were sexually harassing my wife!

However, I squinted and secretly glanced at these male passengers; they were all tall and burly, and any
one of them could easily knock me to the ground in seconds… So I quickly calmed down, thought carefully,
and decided that I couldn't act rashly. It would be better to continue pretending to be asleep for now and see how things developed before making any further decisions.

After a while, they began to grab my wife's hands and feet, pinning her firmly to the seat, unable to
move . At first, my wife struggled desperately, almost screaming, but as a frail woman, she
was no match for these burly men. Soon, she was completely under their control and
pushed in front of a man with a crew cut.

The crew cut man reached behind my wife and slowly unhooked her bra, then suddenly
ripped it off completely. Instantly, my wife's large, firm breasts sprang out.

"They're fucking big and soft,"

the crew cut man said unabashedly, kneading my wife's breasts. "Come on! Brothers, don't just stand there
, come and touch them."

By this time, my wife had completely given up resisting. She silently closed her eyes, clenched her teeth, and prepared to endure
this humiliation. Because she knew very well that any resistance at this point was futile, and what awaited her was the
men's merciless and wanton manipulation...

Seeing that my wife had stopped resisting, the men released her. As soon as their hands loosened, my
wife instinctively covered her breasts and curled up into a ball.

"I'll take off the top for you, you can take off the bottom yourself!"

the crew-cut man said to my wife, feigning ferocity.

Helpless, my wife could only stand up, blushing, and slowly take off her skirt.

Then, the most outrageous thing happened: these male passengers actually sat down in the last row,
called my wife over, and made her lie across each of their laps, carefully "tasting" and "playing"

with every part of my wife's body. The crew-

cut man sat in the first seat. He rested my wife's head on his thick thighs, gently
stroking her pretty cheeks, ears, and lips. Then he lowered his head to kiss her lips,
sticking his tongue in and entwining it with hers, chasing and playing in her mouth.

The second man was vigorously kneading my wife's breasts, excitedly shaping her large, white,
and tender breasts into various forms. When he got carried away, he even sucked on her pink
nipples , making a sucking sound as he moved them back and forth. When he removed his mouth, I was surprised to find that my wife's
nipples were already erect.

The male passengers behind her were also fondling my wife's most private parts, taking turns inserting their fingers deep into
her vagina, pulling at her full clitoris, and probing her delicate vaginal walls…
Each time the men's thick fingers were withdrawn and inserted, they immediately elicited a soft moan from my wife, and her whole body
trembled uncontrollably.

The man sitting at the back was probably a foot fetishist. He was repeatedly fondling
his wife's delicate, white feet and stroking her long, beautiful legs. At the same time, his eyes were
fixed on his wife's pitiful genitals—the private parts of his daughter being violated by men's large hands.

I watched helplessly as my wife was stripped naked by a group of men, then forced down and wantonly violated,
played with, and humiliated… and I, as her husband, was too cowardly to move, merely pretending to be asleep
in my seat. It was utterly pathetic!

(I haven't finished talking about my wife yet, so please be patient, dear readers. Allow me to temporarily turn my attention back to
the small hotel and my poor mother…)

…At this moment, my mother had just finished serving her second group of clients for the day. Exhausted, she got out of bed and
wiped away the pools of semen remaining on her genitals and around her mouth with a tissue.

After a quick clean-up, my mother picked up her tiny lace panties, barely the size of her palm, from the floor.
She shook off the dust, wiped away the obvious white discharge from the crotch, and then put them on. Meanwhile, her bright red,
sexy bra was tossed on the bedside table. My mother didn't intend to wear it, because she knew she didn't need one
—no matter the client or their preferences, the moment they saw my mother's enormous breasts
, they couldn't resist grabbing them and kneading them for their own pleasure! If my mother
wore a bra, it would greatly affect the client's experience, and ultimately, they would order her to take it off…

Then, my mother took out a clean pair of black pantyhose, because the previous client had been quite inconsiderate:
during sex, he had stuffed the flesh-colored pantyhose into my mother's mouth and made her hold it tightly…
He wouldn't let her spit it out, and later, after they finished, he made my mother use her stockings as a "towel" to wipe
his sticky penis after he ejaculated.

So my mother had to take out a new pair to change into... After putting on the black pantyhose, my mother's
fleshy legs suddenly looked both slender and long.

After getting dressed, my mother was quickly touching up her makeup when there was another
knock on the door. My mother couldn't help but wonder: Didn't I tell the boss to let her
rest one into the room?

But there was no way around it. Since she had chosen to be a prostitute and sell her body, my mother was a "chicken
serving the people " and as a chicken, she had no power to resist...

So my mother composed herself, got up, and went to open the door.

When the door opened, what greeted my mother's eyes wasn't the various patrons of prostitutes, but a
tall , burly policeman in uniform, with
the hotel owner standing beside him, trembling and pale with fear.

This was an ominous sign.

Sure enough, some nosy neighbor had reported it, saying that
prostitution was taking place in this small hotel.

The policeman, surnamed Niu, looked to be in his thirties and had just been transferred from out of town. It was said that he
was greedy and lecherous, with a rather disreputable lifestyle, but he was highly regarded by a high-ranking official in the city, who
had transferred him to our county as deputy director, intending to groom him for future promotions.

After entering the room, Director Niu first told the hotel owner to wait outside and put up the sign that the hotel was closed for the day and that
from that moment on, no business was allowed.

After the boss meekly withdrew, he slammed the door shut, then plopped down on the large bed,
lit a cigarette, and started smoking.

My mother, terrified, stood by, head bowed, trembling with fear; she had never seen anything like it.

After a while, Chief Niu suddenly stood up: "A fine of twenty thousand yuan, fifteen days of detention. Pack your things and get ready to
come with me."

Upon hearing this, my mother immediately knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face, and began to
plead desperately: "Officer... Officer, please! Give me another chance! I'll
never do !"

Chief Niu completely ignored her, waving his hand impatiently, signaling my mother to stop arguing and
come with him.

"Officer! Please listen to me, I really have no money, my family is heavily in debt, please have
mercy on me ! Help me!"

Seeing my mother's pitiful, tearful appearance, Chief Niu, an old hand at this, smiled strangely
and finally revealed his true colors.

"You want me to help you? We're not related, why should I? You filthy bitch, come with me right now!"

"Please! Just don't fine me, don't arrest me, I'll agree to anything!"

At this point, Chief Niu finally relented. He squinted his small eyes, leering at my mother
, and then said contemptuously, "Looking at your age, you're at least sensible... Well, I
'll think about it."

Hearing Chief Niu's "think about it," my mother seemed much more relaxed, but she didn't know that
these words would cost her dearly!

Chief Niu lit another cigarette and slowly smoked it, followed by about three or four minutes of silence.

My mother remained kneeling on the ground, not daring to move, waiting for Director Niu to finish his cigarette before "relegating" her.

After a while, Director Niu suddenly spoke again: "Hey, you there, how old are you this year?
How long have you been doing this?"

"I...I'm 48, and I've only been doing this for a few months..."

my mother answered honestly.

"Hey! You're 48 years old, you really can't tell.

" "Really, Comrade, I wouldn't dare lie to you, I can show you my ID card to prove it."

Director Niu didn't respond to my mother, but just muttered to himself, "You're really well-preserved, you look like your mother is in her thirties
..."

"Um...do you have a husband and children, what do they do?"

"Yes, my husband is a teacher at a middle school, my son got married last year and now works at a company..."

"Alright, alright! Just give me a brief answer!"

Director Niu rudely interrupted my mother's answer, then changed the subject: "I'm hard down there, you'd better
suck it out for me first!" "...You, how could you do this?"

my mother was stunned for a moment, then said.

"You can just use your mouth, and I'll pretend nothing happened today!"

"...Okay!"

Oh my god, Mom actually agreed! My heart skipped a beat, but then I thought about it again. My mother has already
fallen to this level, giving a stranger a blowjob, and it's even beneficial to her... I shouldn't complain.

Next, I saw Director Niu sitting on the bed, and my mother stood up. She was wearing stockings and a short skirt, very
alluring ! Director Niu unzipped his pants and pulled out a thick, black penis. My mother looked at that penis
and swallowed. Then, as if she had made a great decision, she clenched her fists, squatted down, and her neckline revealed two halves of her
white breasts! Director Niu couldn't help but swallow hard.

My mother knelt down in front of Director Niu's crotch, gently stroking his genitals. Suddenly, Director Niu grabbed
my mother's hair and said as if ordering her: Open your mouth!

So my mother obediently opened her mouth, letting him hold his penis for a moment, and "plop," it was inserted into my mother's mouth.

Mom's expression immediately turned ugly, and she made a vomiting motion. But Chief Niu seemed to be enjoying it. He grabbed
Mom's hair, controlling the frequency, his penis going in and out of her mouth.

Soon, Mom gradually got used to it…

After nearly twenty minutes of oral sex, they changed locations. Chief Niu "lured" Mom to the toilet
(basically, he made her crawl on the floor with his penis), making her kneel on the floor with her back to the toilet door, her buttocks raised, and
continued to perform oral sex diligently.

After a while, Chief Niu suddenly slapped Mom's buttocks with his hand. With a soft "smack," Mom gave a
coquettish and quickly covered her large, sexy buttocks. Chief Niu then said, "What, don't you want me to touch your
butt?"

Knowing she had "done something wrong," Mom quickly said, "No, let me touch you, let me touch you!"

Now that things had come to this, it would be a huge loss if she didn't comply!

Manager Shan grabbed Mom's skirt and lifted it up, revealing her plump, sexy buttocks. Her panties were
white lace-trimmed, and there were already some damp marks around her genitals.

Director Niu pulled up Mom's panties, cupping her thick labia, making the outline of her genitals even clearer under
the panties Mom trembled, understanding what he was going to do, and then willingly
took off her panties and obediently spread her legs…

As for the card game that night, I still remember it vividly—because I was there too.

Around 11 p.m., the mahjong and card games were almost over.

Next, the group of men roughly split into two groups. One group dragged my wife into the room, stripped
her naked, and began taking turns ravaging and violating her. This group was mainly composed of burly men from Shandong
. The other group stayed in the living room and gang-raped my mother.

I followed Old Liu and was assigned to the group that gang-raped my mother.

I then witnessed how they raised my mother's hands high above her head and
tied them with a flesh-colored pantyhose. They then used the panties that my wife had taken off to gag my mother.

From this, I guessed that my wife, whose vagina was being penetrated by four or five burly men from Shandong, her eyes rolling back in her head,
was also having my mother's lace panties stuffed into her mouth!

Afterward, they spread my mother's legs wide apart, making her into a split, and then ordered me
to insert my fingers into my mother's vagina.

To please these men and avoid unnecessary conflict, I desperately dug into my mother's
vaginal , violently pulling and tugging at her engorged clitoris. I even grabbed two clothespins and used them to cover her thick labia majora and minora. The pain made my mother scream and howl, kicking her legs and twisting her waist, almost
rolling on the ground. The men around us watched as I wantonly ravaged my mother's genitals with my fingers, making
her genitals red and swollen, with vaginal fluid gushing out like a fountain. They
laughed triumphantly , clapping and cheering, while my mother's face was contorted in pain...

In the early hours of the morning, all the Shandong men in the room had ejaculated on my wife. So,
all the men gathered again in the living room. They made my wife and mother wear no bras or underwear, only
a nearly transparent, incredibly sexy halter-neck dress, and bright red high heels over ten centimeters high.
My wife wore black fishnet stockings, and my mother wore flesh-colored pantyhose... Dressed like this, they were forced to
perform a striptease in the center of the living room, a pornographic show for the men!

At first, my wife could manage a few simple dances, but my mother had no idea what to do, only blushing
and twisting her body aimlessly. Old Liu was very dissatisfied. He went over and slapped
my mother hard across the face. My mother fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face...

Later, a middle-aged man, who seemed to be a university professor, came up with a "good idea."

The plan involved cutting holes in the crotch of my mother's and wife's stockings with scissors, then making the two women lie on
the dining table and engage in "69" position!

My mother lay below, my wife's full buttocks almost covering her entire face. My mother imitated
how men play with themselves, slapping my wife's buttocks repeatedly with her hands while
licking my wife's wet vulva back and forth with her tongue until my wife's vaginal fluid gushed out like a spring, wetting

half of her face.

My wife, on top of my mother, bit my mother's already engorged clitoris, constantly licking and stimulating it with
her tongue , causing my mother's thighs to twitch. It was extremely lewd. At the same time, she
inserted two delicate fingers into my mother's vagina, thrusting them vigorously. It seemed like he had almost inserted half of his small hand inside,
and my wife was even using her deliberately long manicured nails to dig into my mother's already ravaged vaginal walls...

My mother's body was plump and full, like a ripe, juicy peach, while my wife was even whiter and slender, with no excess fat on
her lower abdomen . The two sexy and beautiful bodies were stacked on top of each other, saliva and vaginal
fluids dripping onto the table, accompanied by the two women's soft, lewd moans. It was truly a dazzling display of alluring flesh and beautiful flesh, making
all the men present's blood boil, and they all "raised their guns in salute" again...

Later, life was mostly like this, except that Old Liu increasingly liked to keep my wife at home for his lewd
acts. After playing with her all night long, he would make my wife cook for his whole family the next morning. Of course,
she was completely naked, cooking and preparing meals while Old Liu stood by, lecherously watching,
admiring my wife's swaying white buttocks and the jiggling of her full breasts as she chopped vegetables.

Meanwhile, my mother began entertaining all sorts of Old Liu's men at home and even in hotels. Whenever
these men came to our door, claiming to be Old Liu's friends, relatives, colleagues, comrades-in-arms… my mother
had no choice but to provide them with sexual favors. Besides unconditionally serving them well, sometimes, if there were many men, she would even
cook a meal for them. It was truly unbearable for me; my father even slammed the door and left several times in anger!

However, every time my mother "entered" a guest with her body, Old Liu would reduce our monthly
mortgage payment by 20 yuan. Thus, my mother had no choice but to accept this unfortunate fate.

One day, two of Old Liu's friends came to my house, bringing a whole bunch of sex toys. They
dragged the room and played with her in all sorts of ways, their lewd laughter and moans filling the air. They tormented her for the entire afternoon before
finally emerging from her room, their pants down, looking completely satisfied.

After they left, I rushed into the room to check on my mother. The scene
was My mother was lying sprawled on the bed, completely naked; her hands and feet were tightly
bound to the four bed legs with several thick ropes; a small pair of underwear, presumably her own, was over her head, and
a black stocking was stuffed into her mouth. When she saw me, she could only make soft "woof woof" sounds.

I went to my mother's side, untied the ropes, removed the stocking from her mouth, and asked if she was alright.
"I need to rest and eat something..." My mother slowly sat up, then waved her hand and said, "No need,
I still need to go to Lao Liu's place later..."

Hearing this, I didn't know what to say, so I could only help my mother get dressed and make the bed.

My mother bent over, cleaning up the "battlefield" with a blank expression, and said to me somewhat wearily,
"These men are too much... Can't they just 'do' it properly? Why do they have to find all sorts of ways to torture me?!"

At this point, my mother couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, after all, I am still her own son.

As for my wife, Xiao Qing, besides being a sex toy for Lao Liu and his gang, like my mother,
the manager at work was becoming increasingly unrestrained in his manipulation of her.

Several times, I've overheard colleagues gossiping that my wife doesn't wear underwear to work and stays
up late with the manager after work; that she performs oral sex on the company accountant in the restroom and even licks his anus; that she gives the security guard
bras and stockings, and then takes them off on the spot.

Even more outrageous, some say the reason the manager only takes my wife, Xiaoqing, to social events is because he makes
her sing, dance, and play games with clients—of course, all lewd sexual games.

When they encounter "high-class" clients, the manager makes my wife drink "cross-cupped wine" with them, one by one, and after each drink,
she has to say "Thank you, husband!" So, by the end of the night, my wife often has seven or eight new "
husbands ." Some clients are particularly lecherous and will directly ask my wife to sit on their laps before toasting them and drinking
"cross-cupped wine" again. During this process, it's perfectly normal for my wife to be groped, even kissed on the lips.

If the clients were large, the wife would have to change her clothes before attending the banquet: she would take off her work uniform and
put on a revealing low-cut, see-through, mini-skirt, paired with sky-high heels.

During the banquet, the wife would sit among the clients, flirting and giving them seductive glances, constantly
pouring and serving food, drinking toasts with each of them, and letting the men fondle her breasts, caress her fair
thighs, and then gradually reach under her skirt to explore her sensitive and juicy vulva. As instructed by the manager, the wife would also
occasionally use her delicate hands to actively grab the clients' penises, and then
say in a coquettish, feignedly surprised tone, "Wow! Your little brother is so big! How can it be so hard! How annoying
..."

(My wife's seductive and provocative demeanor rarely deterred the clients, because by then their lust had been
completely aroused.)

Then, these men would often say, "Would you like to try it, beautiful lady?"

"You sign the contract, and I'll give it a try..."

"You think you can get me to sign with just these two moves?"

At this point, the manager would give a wink, and my wife would press her advantage: "Your little brother is
so big... I really want to eat it!! If I can give you a blowjob within ten minutes, will you sign?

... Hurry up! I really want to eat your little brother!"

From then on, my wife almost never failed. As long as the man was willing to take off his pants and give her a blowjob,
within ten minutes, my wife would definitely make that guy ejaculate in her mouth...

After the client signed the contract, my wife's task was basically completed.

(The officials must be very curious about how my wife's tongue skills are so amazing that any penis
would surrender in her cherry-like breasts within ten minutes.

It turns out that the manager usually paid great attention to "training" my wife, especially her oral skills.) Every morning
before the morning meeting, the manager would pull all the male accountants, male programmers, male salespeople, and even a few security guards and
doormen into his office. He would then make my wife take turns giving them oral sex. If one man couldn't ejaculate within
ten minutes, his salary would be reduced by 100 yuan; two men, 200 yuan; three men, 300 yuan

… and so on.

To avoid having her pay docked, my wife would take off her top, kneel on the floor, her breasts half-exposed, and give
each a blowjob. The men would stand in a circle around my wife, each with an erect penis,
eagerly offering it to her mouth. Often, my wife would have one penis in her mouth, diligently swallowing and spitting it out,
while her hands wouldn't be idle either, simultaneously grasping two penises and slowly stroking them to keep the men's penises
hard.

…After a period of rigorous "training," coupled with constant "practice" at Old Liu's friend's place,
my wife's oral sex skills naturally improved rapidly, making her adept at handling those middle-aged male clients
.

Later, for some reason, some teenagers who looked like high school students started appearing in
our home.

One day, I got home early from work and found a boy who looked like a high school sophomore riding on my mother's
plump, mature body, whipping her buttocks with a belt while pulling her hair and shouting
"Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up!" He was really treating my mother like a horse…

My mother was only wearing black stockings; the rest of her body was naked,
her large breasts dangling downwards, with clothespins clipped to her nipples.

I yelled at the boy, "Hey! Who are you? Where did you come from?!"

…

(The End, a short piece, thank you for reading)

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