[Mother - The Ritual of Sexual Immorality] Author: Unknown

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Mother—The Ritual of Lust

Author: Unknown
Word Count: 33,000

Fujiwara Shunsuke, as usual twice a week, gets off at Shinjuku Station and, as always, goes to the automatic locker in the West Exit
underground He changes into jeans and a sports top, throws his short-sleeved shirt embroidered with his school badge, black school pants
, and backpack into the locker, and then quickly changes into high-top sneakers.

This secret habit has continued for a year. The locker is rented for 20,000 yen a month.

Shunsuke is a fifteen-year-old first-year high school student at the prestigious private G High School. His grades
are , making him a scholar.

Handsome and charismatic, and the son of a wealthy family, probably no one would suspect that he has such
a secret.

He closes the door, throws the key into his pocket, puts on his Ray-Ban dark sunglasses, and walks quickly from the underground passage to
the east exit. His destination is a bookstore selling erotic books in Kabukicho.

There are dozens of bookstores selling pornographic books in this area, but Junsuke
has a particular fondness for this one—Griano—with its classically elegant name and the owner, a retired intellectual in his fifties. For about a year
and a half, he's been coming here once or twice a week. When he entered Giriano, it was still early, and
there wasn't a single customer inside.

(Oh, young master, you've arrived. Today we have two more of your favorite mature, sadistic art books, depicting
scenes of housewives, like movie stars, being driven to the brink of madness by young men who resemble their sons.)
A satisfied smile spread across Junsuke's face as he listened to the Mozart melody that played every time he came. (Boss,
do you have any more perverted ones?) The bookstore owner had always assumed this burly young man was a university student.

(Oh, I forgot, there's one about an eleven-year-old girl who's barely hairless yet, a beautiful young woman,
tormented by a middle-aged couple, and loses her virginity. You're so young, yet you're so knowledgeable about this stuff,
looking at women's private parts. The best ones are mature women in their forties, or maybe perverts who love young girls.) Junsuke
's eyes were fixed on the covers of the three books he pulled out from under the counter, and he took two
bills .

These three books were indeed to his liking. One was about a woman his mother's age, her hands tied behind her back, with
mature, full breasts and buttocks, thick, dark pubic hair, an elegant and sexy woman lying on the ground,
a boy holding a whip with his erect penis in his beautiful mouth. Another book was about
a beautiful young girl with her legs spread apart, hanging upside down, her hairless vulva being played with by a middle-aged man's large, veiny hand. And there was also a middle-aged woman squatting on the ground,
her mature genitals exposed.

Although lacking in elegance, the cover of a bookstore featured a woman grabbing a young girl's still-developing breasts and sucking on her
pink nipples. Jun-suke watched, licking his dry lips and swallowing his saliva.

The flesh inside his underwear throbbed painfully.

(You're a regular customer; I'll put the photos for you inside. They'll definitely suit your taste.) The shopkeeper, his eyes squinting from
the smoke , chuckled as he placed a dozen photos into a bag. (Are these photos of respectable women in bondage?)
(Yes, I took them myself. The model is a lady I know, around forty years old, but with a great
body. By the way, we seem to have similar tastes. Let's have a good talk sometime. Come over one
night ; my wife runs a small bar nearby. There are many sadistic customers there; you'll definitely be
satisfied. Your mother must be a very sexy beauty; I really want to meet her.) The bookstore owner's eyes
flashed with a lewd light that startled Jun-suke.

Every man who saw his mother, Kyoko, was drawn to her mature and elegant aura.
Even his teenage classmates would stare intently at her mature body and beautiful face,
their eyes filled with lewd desire as they stole glances.

On the street or on the train, there were even more blatant and intense voyeuristic gazes, fixed on Kyoko's full breasts and the Y-shaped area below her
buttocks . Every time Junsuke saw this, he felt a sadistic pleasure.

If my mother were the protagonist of a sadomasochistic magazine, lecherous men would definitely
buy it .

(Young master, you want to sleep with your mother, don't you? I know that. It would be best to tie her up and torture her to your heart's content before having sex with
her. Although this is just my sixth sense, your mother must also be hoping for her son to humiliate and rape her.
For a mother, the shameful feeling of being raped by her own son is said to produce unparalleled
pleasure. This is what an old friend of mine said. I wish you success, young master.) At this moment, other
guests walked in, and the conversation ended there.

After changing his clothes, he took the Keio Line express train to Station C. By then, Junsuke
was in a completely bewildered state, almost like a sleepwalker. The obviously cultured owner of a pornographic bookstore, who loved Mozart,
perfectly described the depraved and immoral nature hidden within him.

His father, Eiko, was a manager and a rising star at a large trading company. A year ago, he had been the general manager of
the Rio branch, frequently away on business trips. During this time, Junsuke began
to see his beautiful, mature mother as a woman.

He couldn't understand how she, having not been intimate with her husband for over a year, could soothe the aroused
desires .

She didn't seem to have a lover; occasionally she would go to department stores in Shinjuku or Ginza with her girlfriends, or
attend concerts or movies. His mother lived the life of an upper-middle-class housewife.

On the train home, Junsuke's depraved desires were fueled, so he closed his eyes, rested his head against
the window , and fantasized about his mother's beautiful, mature body.

Large, melancholic, and captivating eyes; elegant and beautiful shape; sensual lips reminiscent of
vulva ; a snow-white and soft neck; and beautiful, full breasts visible even when wearing a bra.
Her buttocks, accentuated by a high-cut thong, display an alluring curve; her thighs lead to slender, beautiful, and streamlined legs—
every part of her body is captivating. The allure of her mother, Kyoko, makes her the ideal object of her son, Shunsuke's fantasies.

From the age of ten, a primary school student, he has considered his beautiful mother his ideal woman, but this has transformed into an
uncontrollable , abnormally heightened desire since his father's trip to Rio de Janeiro a year ago.

He unconsciously displays sensual gestures towards his mother, gazing at her with burning desire.

When she squatted down, he could see the crotch of her tiny panties deep within her snow-white, plump thighs; when she bent over, her full cleavage was revealed
; sometimes she would accidentally emerge from the bathroom wearing only a slip and a towel wrapped around her hair.

Because she wasn't wearing underwear or a bra, her protruding nipples and the inverted triangle of dark hair on her lower abdomen were clearly visible,
making Jun-suke's heart almost leap out of his mouth. (Hey! Jun, don't look.) She would make a sexy,
shy gesture, clutching her breasts with both hands, and run into the bedroom with a beautiful, coquettish sound
. Jun-suke had chased after his mother's sexy back with lewd eyes countless times. On

nights like these, Jun-suke would lie in bed and choose from books he had bought from the lockable bookshelf, selecting images of mature women like his mother being violated, imagining his mother's mature body on the women in the photos, and masturbating in this way. Sometimes he would take the panties stained with his mother's vaginal secretions or pubic hair, smell them, or put them , or slip them over his erect penis, enjoying the pleasure of masturbation in his fantasies. In Junsuke's secret drawer, secured with an electronic lock, lay a collection of obscene artifacts—a far cry from the image . There were panties stained with his mother Kyoko's vaginal fluids, sanitary napkins soaked in menstrual blood, and stolen underwear from his 12-year-old sister, Kumi, a girl with a perverse fetish for young girls—a fetish he shared with mature women . Also present were several whips and ropes, a gag with a leather belt, a nearly lifelike electric dildo, handcuffs and shackles, nude photos of mature women and girls under 15, and gruesome photos of torture and sadism from foreign or Japanese sources. Even middle-aged enthusiasts of this kind would be envious of his collection. If his mother, Kyoko, had seen the contents of the drawer or bookshelf, she might have fainted from the shock, but she never harbored such suspicions about her handsome, model student son. She never dreamed that Junsuke would harbor such terrible and immoral thoughts towards his mother and his sister. Among the underwear he collected were items stolen from other women who aroused his desire, including those of his 40-year-old glamorous neighbor, Mrs. Otani; Akari, a beautiful girl a year older than his sister and attending a prestigious private school; and his aunt, Takako, a 42-year-old woman with a similarly beautiful and mature body and a captivatingly beautiful face . Blood rushed to his head, and in a state of violent erection and near-delusion, Junsuke walked out of the West Station, aimlessly heading home. His eyes, however, gleamed with an evil light when he saw the back of a woman carrying a shopping bag from a department store ahead . The lines of her panties were visible on her buttocks, her hips swaying sensually, and the woman walking ahead in high heels was undoubtedly Mrs. Otani, his neighbor. Remembering Mrs. Otani's exotic beauty and lively body, reminiscent of Elizabeth Taylor, Junsuke 's erect, wicked penis began to throb even more intensely. In his secretly hidden notebook, this beautiful woman was listed third on his list of women he wanted to rape . — Damn it, what a beautiful ass! Your pain will be long and painful, you slut! Before I insert my hard, big cock, I'll torture you for at least two hours until you cry. First, I'll play with your mature cunt , whip your ass until it splits, and then I'll insert my cock into your anus. Aunt Hong Kong, when I'm tired of you, I'll play with your daughter, Aya, in front of you. I'm waiting to hear your moans. In the sparsely populated residential area , feeling uneasy under the fiery, obscene gaze, Mrs. Hong Kong turned around and saw Junjie . A beautiful smile appeared on her face. (So it was Junjie.) Under the seductive allure of Mrs. Hong Kong's sexy voice, the boy walked side by side with her. Although he tried to appear cheerful, seeing her beautiful face and the full breasts bouncing on her chest, his swollen cock felt incredibly painful, and a little bit of lustful fluid leaked out. Mrs. Hong Kong, like her mother, has aroused the lust of hundreds of men today. She's a heinous slut ! One day she'll make her pay! (Goodbye, say hello to Mom.) After parting ways with his wife at the front door, Junsuke didn't ring the doorbell. He simply used his key to open the door. A strange premonition arose in Junsuke's mind. He quietly went inside, without calling out, Mom, I'm home!" He faintly heard what sounded like sweet sobbing and rapid breathing. The boy's heart trembled. The sounds were coming from his parents' bedroom, at the very back. Had his father suddenly returned and had sex with his mother during the day? A strong sense of jealousy towards his father, stemming from his Oedipus complex, arose in the boy's heart . But when his eyes peeked through the slightly ajar door, a cruel glint flashed in them . His mother, Kyoko, was displaying her dazzlingly white naked body in front of a life-sized mirror, simultaneously indulging in the pleasure of masturbation. Seeing his mother's naked body so close for the first time, its allure surpassed his imagination. Lust surged through the boy's head, and he felt dizzy in that instant. Almost instinctively, Junsuke pulled down his zipper... He grabbed the throbbing penis and began to vigorously masturbate it. (...Ah...that's great...I can't stand it...darling...I'm going to...?) The sweet moans, fueled by rapid breathing, came from the beautiful mother's mouth. Mother. The wicked ritual 2 Asian giant cannon probably often showed this to her father while playing with herself, what a wanton woman. If you really want to do that , just tell me, Mom! Between her wide-spread, snow-white legs, lay panties with pink lace trim, repeatedly stained with Jun-suke's semen. Mom had used them to wipe away the vaginal fluid that flowed from her vulva several times . The boy barely restrained the violent urge to push open the door, rush in, tie up his mother who was enjoying masturbation, and insert his hard penis into her wet vulva. He stared wide-eyed at the beautiful scene in the bedroom. His mother, who was the number one target of his desires, would be the final target of his pleasure. (...Ah, darling...you have to look closely at how I look when I come out, I'll twist my body with all my might for you! Ah!!!! I'm about to...come out...) In front of her mother's naked body, although there was a mirror that fully reflected the woman's charm and the secrets of her genitals, the door was not visible from her position. Kyoko murmured as if sobbing, her right fingers wriggling more forcefully, digging into the open vaginal opening under the wet, black pubic hair , pinching and rubbing the engorged, hard bud like a bean, violently twisting her mature, beautiful buttocks forward, backward, left, and right, and boldly thrusting her finger-stimulated secret place towards the mirror.

Anzu's full, erect nipples danced wildly in the mirror, her flat, snow-white lower abdomen twisting with them.
Clear, lustful fluid dripped from the tip of the boy's purplish-red penis onto the floor as he sighed deeply. What he
saw was the perfect, masochistic woman's masturbation, the state of mind he had imagined.

Anzu used her left fingers to almost tear her labia apart, like a snow-white, elegant foot standing on tiptoe,
achieving the effect of masochism.

(Are you satisfied with my obscenity, darling? I think you're going crazy thinking about that thick, hard cock of yours.
But don't worry, I'm your wife... Ah!! It's so wonderful... I will never let any other man touch
me, so I'm shamelessly playing with my own vulva all day long!) Completely immersed in the sweet pleasure of
masturbation , the beautiful wife and mother she described to her husband in her ecstasy was
being watched by Junsuke with a fierce gaze. At this moment, the intense jealousy almost made him want to kill his father.

Marry a sexy black woman in Rio de Janeiro, and don't come back, Dad! Mom wants to be mine.)
As Kyoko bent down to pick up her panties, she saw a beautiful pink chrysanthemum between her snow-white buttocks. Among
women her age, there were very few couples in Japan who liked anal sex, so she was probably still a virgin.

Kyoko looked at her mature body in the mirror with an intoxicated expression, and with an elegant posture, picked up her panties from the ground
and wiped her wet vulva. This time, she raised her leg towards the door high, hugged her thigh with her hand,
and continued to masturbate in a very sexy position while standing on one leg.

From the boy's position, he could see his mother's vulva, which was wet and rose-colored. The boy stared at the secret cave.
(Ah! That vulva is so stimulating, Mom! Although I want to put my hard thing in you right now,
I'll let you off the hook for now.) He inserted his index and middle fingers deep into the secret cave and dug hard, while his thumb pressed on the erect clitoris
and rotated it.

(Ah! So beautiful! It's happening again. Darling. This is the fifth time today. I'm such a shameless, lewd
woman. But it's all your fault. It's been over a year since we had sex. Ah... I can't take it anymore, my juices
are flowing!) Kyoko's uncontrollable, lewd cries were like a hysterical outburst.
Her snow-white naked body, supported by one leg, convulsed and swayed violently. Sticky juices flowed from between her white fingers, running from her legs to
her feet .

Bending over in excitement, the boy couldn't see his mother's beautiful face. (Mom! Do it facing this way!)
As if responding to Junsuke's silent, passionate cry, Kyoko turned her body towards the door, presenting her
beautiful face, intoxicated by the lewd atmosphere, to the mirror. Because of the hot weather, countless beads of sweat glistened
on her snow-white forehead, her beautiful breasts heaving with rapid breathing, her lower abdomen, her dark, voluptuous mons pubis, and her thighs . Her beautiful, snow-white fingers, smeared with pinkish-red nail polish, caressed the raised, flower-like bud. Then, as if tearing apart her dark red, sticky labia, the voyeur almost forgot to breathe. The boy's left hand frantically masturbated his penis, clear fluid oozing from the glans, the hard shaft making a rubbing sound. But his mother, Kyoko, completely absorbed in the sweet sensation of masturbation, couldn't hear, and naturally didn't look towards the door. At that moment, the mother held a beautifully shaped dildo in her hand. (Darling, take your time looking. I'm going to insert this thing that's replacing you... Ah! That's great... Just using my fingers isn't enough... I really want your hard, big thing... I'm such a wicked slut ... If I didn't do this once a day, I'd go crazy... Ah! Good... It's all the way in! ...My uterus?? It's starting to rub... So comfortable... It feels like riding on your lap... Ah! I'm going to... again.) Kyoko's voice was so excited as she spoke lewdly to her unseen husband in the mirror. She kept thrusting her snow-white fingers into the dildo, her snow-white naked body swaying with it, gazing at herself . Junsuke felt disgust at his beautiful mother's actions, and then a cruel, wicked lust arose within him. At the same time, he felt a similar hostile, fierce anger and jealousy towards his father, far away in Brazil. Kyoko muttered obscene words, her sweet sobs rising and falling with each breath. Her engorged white breasts, and buttocks writhed more and more violently, her thighs spread wide, exposing her most mysterious flower to the depraved and sadistic gaze of her son. A delicately crafted dildo, its veins perfectly sculpted, with testicles and black pubic hair at its base , glistened with a hideous sheen from the lustful fluids inside her mother's vagina. It made obscene sounds as it rubbed against her labia. " Mother, you've driven me mad! This sin must be repaid with that wanton hole! Not only that, but you'll suffer the most painful punishment a mother can endure. I'll strip Kumi naked in front of you and take her virginity. Mother and daughter both raped by their own son, I'll make you both experience this... today, I'll let you enjoy it alone." The boy murmured lewd and lustful words while vigorously stroking his mother's penis—thicker and larger than the dildo currently inside her vagina, unlike what a fifteen-year-old should have—with his left hand. Damn—his enormous penis, honed by intense masturbation, could now control its ejaculation at will, and this demonic boy possessed an evil energy capable of ejaculating five times a day. (Darling, forgive me! It keeps coming out… because it's the first two days of my period, my uterus is burning and itchy, I can't control myself… come back quickly, make me unable to stand, give me hot semen.) The endless lewd words and the fully mature woman's seductive writhing finally ended. The boy's heart pounded even faster at this sensual moment, his eyes fixed on his mother's frantically white buttocks and the pink chrysanthemum her fingers were probing. Soon, Anzu's face was covered in sweat, her body arching upwards, and a scream escaped her lips . The artificial penis inserted to its base into the flower cave, along with the labia and gaps that gripped it, caused an unbelievable amount of nectar to flow out, running down her snow-white thighs. When the whimpering sounds, like those of anguish, subsided slightly, the mature woman's body, drained of nectar, seemed unable to stand and knelt down , her snow-white buttocks still under her son's lewd gaze, her hands also pressed to the ground, panting.

Just then, the dildo slipped off
with wide open, revealing the bright pink flesh inside, a sight the boy saw, while simultaneously
spraying his youthful semen onto his handkerchief.

The demonic boy cast a cold laugh at his mother's infatuation, stood up, and quietly went to the bathroom. He stuffed his mother's
and sister's unwashed underwear into his pocket, grabbed his schoolbag, and walked out the door, ringing the doorbell
as .

A few minutes later, hearing his mother's barely concealed, disheveled footsteps, a cold smile appeared on the boy's face. (Coming
, who is it?) (It's me, Mom. Why did it take you so long to come out?) (Oh, it's Junsuke . I'll
open the door for you right away.) Kyoko left lewd marks around her eyes, revealing a very sexy, tired look, causing the boy
's penis to become erect again. At the same time, he stared at Kyoko with a purely masculine gaze.

(You're back. Don't look at your mother like that. You mean to say my face is dirty, that's why I
'm feeling uncomfortable and sleeping in bed today.) (How dare you say such a thing, you lewd woman! You're
so tired because you've used up all your juices.) Kyoko's dress clearly showed that she wasn't wearing a bra or panties.

(Let your mother sleep until dinner. The snacks you wanted are in the refrigerator.) Her mother turned and hurried to
the bedroom . The cleft of her buttocks was clearly visible through her dress, which reignited Junsuke's lust
. The semen remaining in his urethra had soaked his panties.

After locking the bedroom door, Kyoko hurriedly cleaned up the traces of masturbation,
wiping her panties on her still-wet vulva. (Did that child notice anything? The way he looked at me just now completely revealed male desire
... What if that child forces me?) Kyoko subconsciously stroked her still-hot and throbbing
sensitive clitoris with her fingers. I've noticed

for about six months that my underwear and sanitary pads, as well as those of Kyoko, are missing or stained with semen . Kyoko, who has recently become a more womanly and beautiful young woman, was once enjoying the pleasure when she happened to see Kyoko, who seemed to be greatly shocked. (That child sees me and my sister as women. If he sees me like this today , I won't have the strength to refuse him! Ah! How could I even have the thought of having sex with my son?) Kyoko couldn't control her desires and started masturbating again, digging into her vagina with two fingers. At that moment, it was as if she saw her son's young, thicker penis reigniting the beautiful mother's lustful desires. (Fine, if you want it, Mom will give it to you! Anyway, Dad is enjoying himself with foreign beauties in Brazil…) Kyoko covered her head with a blanket, forced to let out a miserable groan at the sudden surge of her wicked lust. Because of shameless, sadistic masturbation, she had completely exhausted. Yet, the burning, itchy sensation in her uterus intensified, her sensitive clitoris trembling like a man's penis, releasing thick, premenstrual fluid onto her buttocks. Her clitoris was almost bursting, swelling to its limit as if about to spew forth waves of hot, lustful blood. This beautiful woman, barely thirty-eight, couldn't bear the numbing pleasure and murmured to herself, "(Ah Jun, Mom has made up her mind. I'm willing to be your woman anytime. From tonight onwards, I won't lock the door and will wait for you. Mom won't wear underwear to bed, so you can rape me. Anyway, one day you'll learn the taste of a woman from another woman. So I'll use Mom's vagina to make you a man, to tell you how comfortable this is…) Her breath was fiery, her movements even more intense than before, sweet nectar gushing from her vagina. At this moment, Xingzi lost . At this moment, in his spacious, luxurious room that seemed unbecoming of a high school student, Junsuke, driven by unquenchable lust, stripped naked. He put on his underwear, still damp with the lingering secretions of his mother's vulva, and pressed the underwear of his younger sister—which smelled of sweet and sour virginity mixed with the stench of urine and sweat—to his nose, inhaling deeply. With habitual ease he pulled up the calendar on the bookshelf and peered into the room through a secret peephole. His younger sister, who had recently taken to tennis, was only a first-year middle school student, but seeing the white, lace-trimmed underwear worn by adults on her bed, a wicked smile crept across Junsuke's face. At night, through this peephole, he could see Kumi's fresh, naked body, not yet fully mature but still enough to arouse male desire. Sometimes he could even see the twelve- year-old girl boldly masturbating. Her pubic hair, though still sparse, resembled her mother's particularly developed labia and clitoris, fueling the demonic boy's lustful thoughts and placing her second on his rape list. After raping his mother, Kyoko, who was listed first on the list, he trained her to be a masochist, then used her as an assistant to take his sister's virginity, and trained the mother and daughter to perform lewd acts together. He had such an evil plan. Mother. Lewd Ritual 3 Asian Giant Cannon Mother. Lewd Ritual 3 Asian Giant Cannon This boy brought three rare erotic books that could never be bought in other bookstores, and his sister's panties, which he laid on the bed. He touched his young penis, which was so swollen that even he felt it was terrifying, with his mother's silk panties. The feeling was particularly wonderful. He couldn't wait to tear the tape that wrapped the three erotic books. His left hand began to caress the huge glans that was already wet with semen. He looked at the cover . One of them was about the same age as his sister, Kumi. The protagonist was a girl who was being humiliated. The story was about a middle-aged man with a huge penis and a very sexy middle-aged woman torturing the girl. The title of the book was - The Deflowering of a Twelve-Year-Old Girl -, and below it was written that the beautiful girl became a victim of her parents' lewd desires. The other two books featured scenes of mature women being violated, which were Shunsuke's favorites. One was about a boy younger , under the orders of a sadistic woman in her thirties, violated and then raped his mother. The other was about a beautiful girl being tormented by a young, sadistic couple. With burning eyes, he watched the beautiful, mature woman crying wildly in the ecstasy of pleasure and the exposed genitals of the girl. The boy's hand vigorously rubbed his wicked, hard penis against his mother's panties, the flowing vaginal fluid wetting sexy panties covering his mother's genitals. In Shunsuke's sadistic, wicked eyes, the two women in the books somehow transformed into his mother, Kyoko, and Kumi, drawing him into a world of ecstatic bliss. Enjoying the exhaustion after his second ejaculation, Shunsuke recalled his mother's weary, wanton appearance after her debauchery.

A sexy expression. (Mom's probably fantasizing about my hard cock masturbating again. I'll
torture you like the woman in this book someday. It'll be
so beautiful .) The boy's tireless, wicked cock was still erect. He got off the bed, took off
his mother's silk panties, which were covered in sticky semen, and reluctantly put on his sister's little thong.

The huge glans and testicles, gleaming purple, were rubbed against the girl's panties, and Junsuke couldn't help but
let out pleasurable moan.

(Kumi, don't you want some snacks?) He first heard his mother's voice downstairs, and then
his sister's voice as she ran upstairs to answer. (No, I ate with my classmates.) - The lewd girl is back. I
knew I'd masturbate today. - At this moment, the boy had already pulled his swollen cock out of his panties,
stroking it while pressing his eyes against the hole in the wall.

Like the beautiful girl Hiroko Yakushimaru, after locking the door, she threw her schoolbag on the table and seemed impatient
to take off her school uniform top and skirt, as well as her snow-white petticoat and cute panties, at which point she was completely
naked.

The boy, overwhelmed with excitement, licked his dry lips and stared cruelly at his
sister's snow-white naked body, probably looking at his own private parts in the mirror below the peephole. Kumi's
already very womanly body was completely exposed to her brother's gaze.

Perhaps due to precocious puberty, Kumi's body had recently become increasingly sexy with each sight; her pubic hair was
more abundant than that of the beautiful girls in books, her breasts were rounder, and the fullness of her buttocks showed she could withstand
the torment of whipping and anal torture. While

a fully mature and sexy woman was certainly desirable, the fresh, girlish
charm could also drive Shunsuke's demonic and wicked nature to madness. Kumi seemed to be in a state of blissful ecstasy, her eyes closed, her mouth slightly parted .
Her right hand pinched her engorged, hardened pink nipple, while her left hand found and began to rub the sensitive bump on her youthful petals.
Her lovely lips seemed to be saying something, but it was inaudible. However, it was later revealed that Kumi had also witnessed her mother's
masturbation and ecstatic state. The boy's gaze was like an arrow piercing his sister's snow-white body, while he vigilantly masturbated,
his left hand forcefully stroking his hard penis, smearing the fluid from the glans onto his penis with his thumb.

Having just witnessed his mother's mature beauty and daring masturbation, the immature twelve-year-old
girl's body, like a ripe, unripe fruit,
provided a strong stimulus to Junsuke, who also had a perverse fondness for young girls.

Kumi's large, unfocused eyes darted about, her sensual lips seeming to express
increasingly intense sensuality, her slightly parted mouth emitting sweet moans.

Her body was still as muscular as a young girl's, yet she already possessed a sexy bottom, breasts like
upside-down plates, and bright pink nipples that engorged and protruded under the caress of delicate fingers;
the faint shadow of pubic hair barely covering her mons pubis; and the still-unopened, pure petals of her vulva. This was exactly what Kumi
should look like at her age, but perhaps due to days of constant masturbation, her clitoris was abnormally enlarged. She

was probably about to... climax, Kumi kept shaking her head, uttering words that Junsuke couldn't hear, her young
naked body seemingly writhing uncontrollably from the stimulation. "You lewd girl, you inherited your mother's lewd
blood . In the future, you'll be in front of your mother, and I'll use my fingers to make you guzzle your juices. At that time, your mother will
be my sex slave, and I'll lick your cute vulva, making you scream with joy. Kumi, you're
going to... climax now!!" As if hearing her brother's lewd pronouncement, the beautiful girl's expression became even more
dazed , and sobs made her beautiful lips tremble.

Kumi's upper body suddenly arched backward, then stiffened, before trembling and bending forward. Her fingers hadn't even left
her young labia when she rolled down and knelt on the ground. Simultaneously, as if comparing, images of her mother's mature
body and her sister's alluring naked body flashed through her mind, fantasizing about various scenes of humiliation. The demonic boy
only felt satisfied after ejaculating for the third time onto the glass door of the bookshelf.

Closing the peephole, as she wiped the semen off the glass door with her sister's patterned panties, she heard
her mother's feigned calm and cheerful voice coming from downstairs.

"They're both coming down soon, it's time for dinner." - She was about to see her sexy face after her lewd exhaustion;
it would be very beautiful. - Hearing her son's footsteps coming down the stairs and approaching the dining room, Kyoko's breasts
hardened again, her still-engorged clitoris throbbed, and her uterus felt itchy. - I'm such a sinful mother,
just thinking about my son makes my... well, you know... wet again. - (Sorry I'm late, I had a lot of homework today.
Oh, dinner is sashimi and fried meatballs, it's delicious.) Hearing the boy's hungry... kiss, Kyoko
finally felt relieved and opened the rice cooker. Kanmi ladled soup into a bowl and handed it to her brother.

(Sorry! Mom had a headache this morning, so I just bought ready-made dishes. I'll make your favorites tomorrow.
) (It's okay, Mom should rest sometimes. This is still very delicious.) (Hmm, very good.)
Just as Kyoko thought her thoughts were unnecessary and felt relieved, she met her son's gaze. She
nervously away, feeling a flush on her face.

It was that same look again, even more intense than yesterday. Kyoko's uterus suddenly contracted, and sticky honey-like fluid soaked...
her panties in her vulva.

Shunsuke's eyes seemed to know everything, carrying a lewd smirk.

Kumi watched TV while drinking soup, so she didn't notice the probing glances her mother and brother exchanged
(He really saw it, what should I do?). Kyoko's heart started pounding again, and she even had
difficulty . - But, this child already knows about women's bodies, I wonder which prostitute made him
a man? —If Kumi weren't there. I really want to strip naked in front of my son right now and shout, "You
can do Mommy!" - This strong, wicked thought bursts forth from my burning womb. As she pours tea for her son, her trembling
hands spill tea onto the table.

(Mom, what's wrong with you today? You seem uneasy, you must be so tired.) The boy
says with a teasing kiss, looking at his beautiful mother's lewd and tired sexy face and
full . - She's leaking more juices. Mom really wants me to rape her, but I can't do it yet.
I'll wait until you're almost driven crazy before I put it in, until I've tasted other women, and finally I'll forcefully fold it.
"I'll grind it down and let you insert it." (Yes, Mom is a little off today, probably
because she slept all day.) Kyoko couldn't stand her son's lewd gaze. She stood up and went to the kitchen, but felt a
burning and stood motionless in front of the counter. "Don't look at me like that! I'm your
mother... If you really want your mother that much, why don't you come to my bed tonight!" Kyoko's
maternal instincts were right. About a year ago, Shunsuke had his first
sexual encounter with a woman at a bubble tea shop in a bustling area.

It was introduced by the owner of the erotic bookstore, Gloriano, to a very sexy divorced
woman . The boy went to that place called Alice five times and learned the techniques to please women.

From then on, the boy, who understood all the secrets of a woman's body and the taste of the source of pleasure,
had fully realized the dark and gloomy desires that had always been in his heart, but he no longer wanted to have sex with the women at the bubble tea shop.

Shunsuke's intense desires confined him to his beautiful, mature mother, Kyoko, and his younger sister, Kumi, as well as
other women of similar age around him.

Shunsuke's secret pen for lustful acts, filled with his thoughts on pornographic books he'd read, details of stolen, alluring
women's underwear, and instruments for torturing women, included the names of five
beautiful women :

Otani Kaori, 40, housewife; Otani Akari, 13, middle school girl; Morimura Takako,
42, aunt;

Fujiura Kumi, 12, younger sister; and Fujiura Kyoko, 38, mother, sentenced to death.

Next to the names of the three beautiful, mature women and two young girls, he wrote in lewd language many
methods of humiliation he would use in the future; the names on this list would likely grow gradually.

His burning lust for his beautiful mother, who had been his most beloved object of lust since she was nine, was
perfectly expressed in the words "sent to death."

(I've eaten, I still have a lot of homework, I'll just take a shower later, Mom.) Her younger sister, Kumi,
took her teacup and left the table, heading upstairs.

Kyoko knew she was being watched by Shunsuke's burning gaze, so she became even more nervous after her daughter left. She couldn't help but
regret wearing that thin white cheongsam dress that would completely expose her underwear. The detergent on her hands caused her to
accidentally drop and break a plate.

(Ah! I'm sorry. I really had a problem today.) Kyoko reflexively squatted down to collect the broken pieces
, while secretly glancing at Shunsuke.

Shunsuke's burning gaze was fixed on her firm buttocks and the cleft of her buttocks visible through her dress.

In Shunsuke's eyes, he could clearly see the budding of his mother's anus and the bulging of her labia majora. He
couldn't help but clench his hard penis under the table!

The boy sentenced his beautiful mother, who had aroused his lust, to death. A sweet death amidst the most cruel humiliation
was only fitting for a mother so wickedly arousing her son's evil thoughts. As Kyoko now confirmed her beloved son's cruel
lust, she suppressed her frenzied desire and lifted her body. Warm, sticky
fluid and her body trembled involuntarily. (Jun, go take a shower first.) She tried to speak calmly, but her voice was hoarse
and trembling.

(Okay, I'll go shower first.) Hearing Junsuke go upstairs and close the door, Kyoko collapsed onto the dining table,
sobbing hysterically. (Husband! What should I do?) She hadn't been sure before, but Junsuke clearly
knew her lewd secret. Her left hand instinctively slipped under her skirt, reaching past her underwear to caress
the thick, premenstrual fluid overflowing from her vulva, playing with her unusually hard clitoris. This was the first time Kyoko had experienced such fervent lust
, and today alone...? eight times. Yet, this only intensified her ferocious desire.

The words of her neighbor, Mrs. Otani, when she was invited to tea a few days ago vividly resurfaced in her mind.

(I've heard that incestuous relationships have increased recently, with mothers and sons making up the vast majority, and most of them
are rape. My wife is especially beautiful and sexy, so we need to be careful.) Otani Kaori
said this with a lewd smile.

(Also, there are many perverts who love young girls; we should be more careful with our daughter too.) Mrs. Kaori added
.

Speaking of which, the way Shunsuke looks at his sister Kumi isn't the look of a brother looking at his sister...? (What a terrible
child! Shunsuke, we mustn't do this, or we'll fall into hell.) While thinking this, Kyoko's
fingers continued to vigorously torture her erect clitoris.

That terrifying and dizzying lewd pleasure seemed to be coming again, and the flow of vaginal fluid was also very abundant, the twisted
joy appearing particularly intense.

Kyoko clenched her teeth to suppress a whimper, while simultaneously thrusting her buttocks forward, as if impatiently pulling down her panties
, forcefully inserting her index finger into the hot, itchy flesh hole and moving it violently.

(Ah… I can’t take it…: It’s happening again… I’m such a slutty woman!) During
her ninth irresistible urge to seduce, Kyoko lay on the dining table enjoying the afterglow when she suddenly heard Shunsuke’s voice behind her.
Her limp body immediately stiffened. (What’s wrong, Mom? Are you feeling unwell?) Feeling a piercing gaze
sliding over her, Kyoko couldn’t lift her head. (It’s okay, don’t worry about it, it’s probably just her anemia getting worse again…)
Kyoko had already done her best to answer with such restraint and confusion.

(Shunsuke, don’t look at Mom, let’s go.) Because the TV was too loud, she didn’t hear her son’s
footsteps . (Is that so?

It’s best to go to the hospital tomorrow, then I’m going to take a shower.) As the boy’s sharp eyes walked out of the restaurant, they
certainly didn’t miss the beige panties at his mother’s feet and her left hand under her skirt.

- Sure enough, she's doing it again, you lewd woman - He coldly watched his mother, who was still trembling slightly, then
whistled as he went into the bathroom. As he undressed, he took off his underwear, and his thick, 22-centimeter-long
penis, which he had previously measured with a ruler, flew out like a spring and hit his lower abdomen.

As usual, he looked in the laundry basket and found two pairs of his mother's panties and one pair of his sister's
. All three still had brownish-yellow discharge stains shaped like vulvas. When he held them to his ear, the
strong panties was overwhelming, and his sister's patterned panties had a strong ammonia smell.

His mother's were particularly dirty, probably from masturbation at noon. Junjie put the panties in his pocket
and went into the bathroom, deliberately leaving the door ajar.

Mother. Lewd Ritual 4 Asian Giant Cannon Mother. Lewd Ritual 4 Asian Giant Cannon Kyoko heard the sound of bathing...
The raging lust finally subsided. Kyoko raised her head, her mind still numbed by the lewdness, making it
difficult to concentrate. She swayed as she hurriedly put on her panties.

The cooled, sticky fluid seeped into the silk fabric, a sensation that gave her a
strange by a dream, Kyoko walked to the bathroom, quietly opened the dressing room door, went inside, looked at the laundry
basket, and picked up the top pair of her son's recently removed underwear. Subconsciously, she pressed them to her nose.

The pungent aroma of young semen and urine made her still-unsatisfied uterus itch and contract again.

Driven blind by forbidden, immoral lust, the mother quickly lifted her skirt, pulled off her panties, and
pressed her beloved son's underwear tightly against her wet, eagerly awaiting vulva, beginning to play with his erect clitoris. "Shunsuke
, Mom wants to do what you do. Mom has decided to be your woman. You must clearly say you want me,
don't just look at me with lewd eyes." A dull, aching pain stirred within her burning uterus, a
clear sign that menstruation was approaching, yet her raging lust grew ever stronger.

She twisted her hips, trying to induce intense pleasure, when her eyes spotted a crack in the door. Holding her breath, she
crept through.

Junsuke had already noticed his mother entering the dressing room; as he predicted, she was still engrossed in masturbation
and peeking through the crack.

The boy, a wicked smile on his face, remained as handsome as ever. He stepped out of the bathtub, facing the crack in the door,
deliberately letting his mother clearly see his engorged penis, which he then masturbated with his hands. The instant she saw her son's
thick, , Kyoko felt a dizzying shock.

The boy's penis, so enormous and resembling a grotesque instrument of torture, was incredibly arousing. Kyoko was
captivated by its wickedness, her eyes glued to it, forgetting to look away. The demonic boy, aware of his mother's gaze
, shifted his position, allowing her to see his massive, lustful member from every angle, and let out exaggerated cries of pleasure.

Imagining his mother's beautiful expression as she gazed at his penis, Junsuke, almost ejaculating, hurriedly
restrained .

He planned to save his last pleasure of the day for later, to masturbate while watching his mother's snow-white, beautiful body
melt .

When the boy challenged the crack in the door with his enormous penis,
a sensuality more intense than the previous nine orgasms pierced Kyoko's uterus.

Desperately suppressing the pleasure surging from her lower body, she struggled to keep her trembling legs steady,
allowing to leave the dressing room without a sound, return to her bedroom, and collapse onto the bed, sobbing uncontrollably.

- That child was waiting for me, deliberately leaving
the door ajar ! - About ten minutes later, there was a knock on the bedroom door. Junsuke's cheerful, nonchalant voice
said, "Mom, I'm done washing," but Kyoko was too sobbing to answer.

Kyoko listened blankly as her son spoke a few words and left the room, walking upstairs. At that moment,
a liquid, different from the sensation of honey, flowed between her legs. Her intense lust and debauchery had caused her period
to arrive two days early.

Exhausted and limp, Kyoko had no strength left. She struggled to her feet, grabbed
blue menstrual underwear and sanitary napkins from the wardrobe, and rushed into the bathroom, locking the door behind her.

Although it was only the first day, her period was unusually heavy, her pale thighs stained with deep red blood. "Did Junsuke
ejaculate?" As she squatted on the tiled bathroom floor, washing her pubic hair, vulva, and thighs with the showerhead,
this was the first thing on Kyoko's mind.

The image of the enormous penis she had seen here not long ago, one that didn't seem like that of a fifteen-year-old, resurfaced in
her mind . She was also certain that her son had witnessed her masturbation.

Her son was taking cruel revenge on his promiscuous mother. Kyoko knew her sins, sobbing as she poured
hot water over her utterly exhausted naked body.

Just then, she felt a burning, stinging gaze, which caused her still-aching uterus to experience
a strong, throbbing pleasure.

- It must be Junsuke peeking! Okay, Mom will show you, use your eyes to see my lewd state to your heart's content.
- Although she didn't know where to look, she forcefully spread her thighs from a position where the bathtub wouldn't be a blind spot, and
with one hand, she peeled open her petals. Black menstrual blood flowed from the gaps in the petals, dripping onto the beige tiles.
Kyoko watched the blood slowly spread, reveling in the feeling of self-torture. Kyoko told herself that her panties -
had been , and that she was being looked at with a burning gaze, and that she could see the young penis of a man who was masturbating. It was as if she had already
been raped by her son. Her body and mind were exhausted by the depraved stimulation and abnormal debauchery, but now Kyoko's clitoris
was erect again due to engorgement.

(Jun-suke, look closely at Mom's vulva! Women bleed dirty blood like this every month, do you
know how excited Mom is right now? It's your hot and wicked gaze that has driven Mom crazy, turning her into a shameless
, lewd woman! If you want Mom, come and hug me. I'm willing to accept your hard thing even if it means violence, I don't care
if I fall into hell!)
A beautiful woman, seduced by depraved lust, murmured as she forcefully thrust her fingers into the blood-soaked opening, rubbing the protruding clitoris while twisting her hips. Of course,
Jun-suke was peeping through a small hole.

This location was a simple place covered with canvas for storing things, with a set of high-performance magnifying lenses with anti-fog treatment embedded between his legs
, and a high-sensitivity microphone cleverly disguised for eavesdropping, making
it very complete voyeuristic room.

The zipper in front of his jeans was open, and the pink panties of the sexy Hong Kong lady he had stolen before coming here
were pressed tightly against his glans.

Slowly soothing his throbbing penis, the boy gazed through the peephole at his beautiful mother's writhing body in
a frenzy , simultaneously hearing her resolute acceptance of depraved lust—a vivid and lewd
confession.

The ceaseless flow of menstrual blood gave her fully mature vulva a bewitching hue, and the
lewd ignited a ferocious lust in the demonic boy. His fiercely erect penis, due to intense excitement
, leaked fluids from its tip, quickly soaking Mrs. Hong Kong's panties.

(Ah…: Good…: Mom is going crazy…: It’s going to…: Yes, it’s all Jun-suke’s fault that Mom has become such
a lewd and shameless woman…! I already know you’re peeping… Ah…)

"It's no use...: Mom wants to... Junsuke, come along too, let's ejaculate lots of milk!"
The boy's cold eyes clearly saw that when his mother was... she would always have a sweet, unfocused gaze
that lingered in the air, her beautiful mouth half-open, revealing a sexy expression.

- You stinky woman, go wherever you want! You do it all by yourself, ten times a day. I don't want to ejaculate,
I need to look at Kumi's cute virgin vulva before I can ejaculate. Exposing her menstrual vulva to her son's view while
masturbating, Anzu squatted on
the tiled .

This abnormal but intense pleasure was
almost incomparable to the taste Anzu experienced in her sex life with her husband; it was a morbid, masochistic state of delirium.

After several minutes, she managed to stand up with all her might, but a sudden
wave of shame and self-loathing washed over her. Tears of regret streamed down her face, and the dazzling, sweet, and passionate feeling she had just experienced
was completely gone.

She hurriedly washed away the blood and vaginal fluid from her vulva with hot water, went to the changing room to put on her menstrual underwear, put on
her sanitary napkins , and rushed into the bedroom.

She didn't even have the strength to put on her pajamas before crawling into bed. Her heavy breathing and palpitations hadn't completely
subsided , and she cried hysterically.

"Ah, why did I do such a shameless thing? How can I ever see that child again?
" Just then, she heard Kumi's footsteps enter the bathroom.

"Shunsuke still wants a younger sister? Her body isn't even fully mature yet? Husband, did I give birth to a terrible
devil's child?" Kyoko struggled to sit up, took out the sleeping pills she had been taking since her husband was away
, and swallowed twice the usual dose with wine.

"Will I die if I take them all?" - A strange thought crossed her mind, but she lacked
the courage to act on it.

Exhausted by the depraved passion and debauchery, Kyoko soon fell asleep.

She woke at the same time the next morning, but her head felt heavy and she
had no . She put on her robe and went to the kitchen, quickly preparing breakfast for Shunsuke and Kumi, leaving a note before returning to bed.

The two children were always awake by their alarm clocks, so there was no need to worry.

(Mom isn't feeling well today, let me rest. We'll have breakfast and then go to school.) Kyoko drifted back to sleep, only
to wake up to the ringing of the phone. She looked at the wall clock; it was already past eleven. (Madam, what's wrong?
Did you open the window as usual? I was a little worried.) It was Mrs. Hong Kong from next door. (I'm sorry to have worried you. I'm sleeping because I'm a little anemic, but I have to get up now.) The friction of her

dried menstrual blood against her shrunken clitoris and labia brought back the guilt of the previous night . She dragged her heavy steps to the bathroom for a shower. Chapter Two: The Plea of a Beautiful Body Around three o'clock that afternoon, Junsuke got off the train in Shinjuku again. Entering – Griano – he saw the owner, smoking a thin cigar-like cigarette, his feet propped on the counter reading a mystery novel. There were no other customers. Deep, resonant Mozart music blared from a speaker on the wall— a beautiful melody Junsuke recognized , a concerto. (Hi, I've been waiting for you. You look tired today, did you masturbate too much?) Seeing the owner's missing ring and middle fingers on his left hand holding the cigarette, the boy quickly looked away. (Two new books were published today.) The owner took a brown bag from under the counter and a business card from the pocket of his stylish checkered jacket, placing it on the bag. The business card read: President of Keger Publishing, Manager of Mozart Café, Kenichi Harashima (It's about time we became friends. You're the only customer with similar sensibilities I've encountered since the shop opened.) His tone seemed different than before. (I'll close up shop when you arrive. I'm going to my wife's shop today. We'll have delicious Viennese coffee and pizza. I want to have a good talk with you; you'll definitely enjoy listening. Kegel is German, and Wang En is violin. Don't you like Mozart too?) Junsuke, who loves classical music and especially Mozart's bright and elegant works, smiled and nodded. The fifteen-year-old and his forty-five-year-old new friend walked out together, the boy 's heart filled with excitement at a wonderful anticipation. The Mozart Café was on the ground floor of a building between a theater and a hospital. It was a small shop with a classic Viennese exterior; inside, the decor was opulent. Vintage guns and musical instruments hung on the walls, along with what appeared to be handwritten notes by famous musicians. The large tables and chairs created a wonderful atmosphere. (Sayako, bring the young friend I told you about before. We'll have coffee and pizza.) Hearing Harashima 's voice, a woman turned around from behind the counter. When Junsuke saw her, his eyes filled with surprise and joy. (I'm Fujiwara Shunsuke, nice to meet you.) His voice trembled with excitement as he introduced himself. Looking around the shop, he saw only a mother-daughter pair of customers in a corner. (Welcome, I'm Sayako. My husband seems to really like you, he often mentions you to me, saying you're a handsome and intelligent young man, and that you share the same tastes.) She had the face , a captivating beauty reminiscent of a Spaniard, and seemed older than the mother, Kyoko. Her slender figure resembled the tortured heroines in the erotic books Shunsuke particularly enjoyed. (Surprised? I'm a little embarrassed too, because I've laid bare all my feminine shame before you.) Placing two fragrant cups of Viennese coffee in front of them, the alluring hostess gazed at the handsome young man with a shy yet infuriating look. Seeing the beautiful, mature woman right before him, her slender, dancer-like limbs, the young man fantasized that a woman's body must be incredibly sexy, the allure of her full breasts and honey-scented vulva sending a surge of heat through Junsuke's body, his young penis instantly erect. From the corner came the sound of a girl's soft sobs. (She agreed, right? What time is she coming to pick me up?) (Five o'clock, I just convinced her again.) Junsuke gazed at Sayako's alluring beauty and her braless, full breasts with burning eyes. Junsuke lowered his head, slowly sipping his fragrant coffee, a question swirling in his mind. (Why invite a student like me?) This was the only thing that made him uneasy. But observing the Harashima couple, they were not only elegant but also confident, completely lacking the thuggish air often found in red-light districts . Why was that?

As if understanding the boy's mind, Harashima glanced at him and smiled.

(I have to go out for a bit, Sayako will explain. Show him the room downstairs too!)
(I know, don't worry.) Sayako's smile as she answered her husband was truly beautiful. (
Don't leave until I get back.) Harashima finished his coffee and went out. (Shunsuke, let's go downstairs, we
can talk safely there.) A lewd smile twisted her sexy lips, adorned with a lewd mole, and her beautiful hand gripped
the boy's . (Akiko, ring the doorbell if anyone comes.) Sayako said to the woman in the corner. (Landlady;
I understand.) Shunsuke remembered the pale face of the woman who turned around, a woman as beautiful as a respectable lady;
she had appeared in a lewd magazine. Shunsuke looked at the landlady's
full , and followed her down the stairs to the basement.

(Did you see that woman? The one in the school uniform is her daughter, Yumiko. She
appeared . We'll call those two down in a bit.) The boy was surprised to see the vast basement.

(There are three rooms here: our living room, bedroom, the training room/workshop, and the torture chamber.)
Now, a lewd gleam was clearly visible in the woman's eyes as she teased the handsome boy.
Sayako whispered in a sweet, sexy voice, extending her right hand and stroking the front of the boy's pants with her beautiful, slender fingers.

(You're already hard. Did you remember my sexy flower hole? I'll accept your punishment. I'll
compensate you with my vagina and anus. But we also have a request, and I think you'll agree.) Just
as Junsuke had guessed. Inviting me here definitely had a purpose.

He had already unceremoniously caressed the mature woman's full breasts and buttocks, and also gripped her mons pubis,
feeling the heat emanating from her vulva.

The boy kept recalling her portrayal of a truly masochistic woman in pornographic magazines, that exquisitely beautiful
, infatuated expression. The feeling of her pubic hair when he touched her mons pubis told him that Sayako wasn't wearing underwear.

("I'm not allowed to wear underwear when I come to the shop; even when I'm menstruating, I can only wear a thong.") Her voice
trembled with lust.

("My husband's orders are absolute! He likes to see me being abused and raped by young
boys . Junsuke, have you ever tied up a woman with ropes? Or whipped her, or used any kind of torture device to abuse
her?") ("No, but I think I can.") The boy nodded, his eyes burning with anticipation for torture.

Sayako in person seemed even more alluring than in the photographs. This room was where the couple lived;
several ropes hung from the large double bed, and there were locks and leather handcuffs and shackles on the bedposts. A leather
whip lay beside the pillow, giving off a sadistic atmosphere.

("Look at the next room.") The woman opened the door.

The room was carpeted in off-white, with walls of the same color. One wall was entirely mirrored, suggesting it was a photography
studio. There was lighting equipment, reflectors, and a single-lens reflex camera on a tripod. There were also inverted
L-shaped pillars, a large wooden whipping platform, and a triangular rocking horse. In the corner stood
two thick, square pillars. At the height of a woman's genitals, a 30-centimeter-long object, resembling a male
penis, was secured with a leather strap. One wall displayed various tools typically seen only in foreign sadomasochistic magazines.

(I'll strip naked from the waist down, you take yours off too, let me play with your hard thing…) The two
stood , their eyes burning with lust as they stared at each other's exposed genitals.

(I can't believe your thing is so big, your mother must be crying in pain, but
once it's inside, you'll never forget it. You really want to have sex with your mother, don't you?) Sayako spoke
breathlessly, her squinting eyes fixed on the young man's enormous penis, and she licked her lips.

Junsuke, with a merciless gaze, violated the mature and beautiful
body of the older woman, as if she were exercising intensely through dance.

The beautiful curve from her rounded buttocks to her thighs, her flat stomach, the trimmed, inverted
triangle of , revealing a rosy, dark clitoris, and the boy couldn't help but groan with lust.

(Wait, we're going to take some very lewd photos.) After whispering this in a hoarse voice, Sayoko
grasped the boy's penis with her right hand as if holding a precious treasure

, and gently stroked the purple-glowing glans with her left fingers. Junsuke also reached out and forcefully
stroked the mature woman's private parts.

(Play with her hard! Do you want to see a woman commit suicide or be executed?) When the boy's fingers touched
the protruding clitoris, Sayoko couldn't help but groan.

(I like it, because the greatest joy for a masochistic woman is death.) The boy thought of a woman like
his mother , being forcefully dug into and rubbed in her warm, moist vagina by two fingers at the same time
.

(That's great...you're so clever. So young and already knows everything. Wait, my husband's going to take pictures of me committing seppuku.
It'll be a scene of a raped wife committing suicide to apologize to her husband. You'll have to tie me up and rape me beforehand, but we won't
show your face, so don't worry. You'll be very excited, and so will I!) The two
stimulate each other's desire with their fingers and go into another room.

(Wow! This is a real guillotine and gallows! Does anyone get executed here?) (No,
it's just a game, but one day, maybe I'll die here. Let's talk in bed. You tell
me everything about yourself.) Back in the first room, lying on the bed, they soothe each other's
desire . The young man and the beautiful, mature woman have a passionate conversation.

Before losing his left finger ten years ago, Kenichi Harashima was the first violinist in a symphony orchestra, while
Sayako was a dancer in a classical ballet company. At the age of fifteen, she became a victim of her adoptive parents' abuse, who
cruelly took her virginity. She was taken to Barcelona by a Spanish couple who were ballet teachers, where she suffered
all kinds of physical torture and humiliation. She also knew that the Mozart café and the bookstore selling pornographic books—Griano—were clubs
specifically for sadists to engage in sexual intercourse, mediation, and training, not for profit.

During the conversation, Sayako became aroused, generously wetting the boy's fingers with her hot, lustful fluids
while she began to sob.

The boy's penis suddenly twitched, displaying an excited expression.

(You can't ejaculate yet; you have to ejaculate in my anus and vagina in front of my husband. We want a good home.)
The wives and young girls in the courtyard, especially the beautiful girls aged ten to fifteen, are used as objects of perversion.
If you know of such people, bring them here, but this is not for introducing them to prostitution, so you won't be paid.

You like your mother, right? I can imagine how beautiful she is. (I am an absolutely submissive masochist towards men
, but a cruel sadist towards women. The mother and daughter upstairs now have also been
thoroughly The daughter is still a virgin, and tonight, a member of the Upper House, who is also
a shareholder of this club, will deflower her.) Sayako's voice began to become hoarse due to the rising sexual desire.

(That means you'll be punished by losing your virginity in front of your mother, do you understand? For
masochistic , being raped by a man is the most shameful punishment. That's how I've been treated since my teenage years.)
The demonic boy agreed with passionate eyes, then proactively showed her photos of his mother, Kyoko, and Kumi
, saying that he had already announced the extreme punishment for these two women, and that he had seen his mother's intense self-mutilation
masturbation, and even detailed the women listed on his list of rape targets.

(Great. My husband's judgment was indeed correct. Bring them here when you've had your fill of them.
But we will provide many attractive married women and young girls for you to play with.) The boy looked at the flesh that was already covered
twice with semen, glistening with an alluring sheen, and said with an adult's kiss.

(Okay, our contract is made, but you must promise to be my woman whenever and wherever I need you
.) (Good, are you satisfied with me like this? I'd die for your hard and big thing
.) The seductive former ballerina's mouth held the young, enormous penis that gleamed with an evil purple light, and she made excited
sounds. The exquisite lewdness of her lips and hot tongue made the boy groan and tremble.

(You promised. You can't ejaculate yet, wait a moment, you're going to ejaculate a lot inside my vagina. Play with me
properly ...

and teach me to... come. Torture me to death tonight with your husband! Ah, that's great...
I'm jealous of your beautiful mother... to be able to enjoy my beloved son's hard thing every day:... that
's the greatest happiness... Ah! I'm going to...

come again!) Junsuke desperately restrained himself from ejaculating until Sayako's mouth left.

(You're amazing, few men can endure me sucking for five minutes. Now call the mother and daughter down,
let's torture them together, okay? If it's the mother, you can have sex with her if you want.) The boy certainly
hoped for that.

(I've seen that woman in a book, but today I want you.) (What you said makes me so happy, I
really like you.

If I were your mother, I would kneel before you and beg you to do me.) (Akiko brings Yumiko
down.) Miyako speaks coldly and commandingly into the microphone.

(When someone comes to the store, the doorbell will ring. You can see this with this; it's a periscope.) Looking through the pipe in the wall
and through roof, you can roughly see the entire view of the store,
the same equipment as a submarine periscope.

A soft knock is heard soon after. (Come in.) The mother and daughter walk with their heads down to the bed.

Mother. The erotic ritual 6 Asian giant cannon mother. The erotic ritual 6 Asian giant cannon mother is more beautiful and sexy than in the photos,
slightly slimmer than her mother Kyoko, around forty-two or forty-three years old, wearing an expensive plain kimono
that enhances her elegant appearance.

She is the perfect object of torture for cruel teenagers or sadistic young couples like Shunsuke.

Tonight, Yumiko, a very beautiful young girl, will be deflowered by a lecherous middle-aged man.

(She is Akiko, the manager's wife of the XX Bank Investigation Department, and Miss Yumiko. Shunsuke, what do you want to do?)
(The two lie side by side, exposing their private parts, and they play with them with their own fingers.) (Did you hear that! Show them off now
.) Seeing Sayako immediately turn into a sadist, Shunsuke's eyes widened in surprise. At this moment, she was already holding a leather whip
in her hand .

(Boss lady, please spare me today! You know, today my daughter and I are going to be disgraced as women.
It's cruel, too terrible... Please spare me!) Akiko let out a beautiful sob, her beautiful
lips trembling, and the beautiful girl's body convulsed with shame.

(Oh! You're actually showing that defiant look in your eyes, you slut! Have you forgotten who it was last night who knelt before
her husband sucking and crying while swearing to obey? I don't want you to take everything off.
Just lift up the front of your clothes and show this handsome young man your lewd flesh. Yumiko, you have to take off your skirt and
panties , understand?) (Yumiko... just do as the landlady says, and hate your mother!) Almost
vomiting blood, Mrs. Akiko, succumbing to the power of lust, tremblingly
lifted .

The beautiful girl, who had submitted to all forms of lewd training except for sexual intercourse, sobbed as she took off her dark blue
skirt and white petticoat, then with trembling hands removed her pure white panties. The mother came to Shunsuke, and the girl
walked to Sayoko. The boy's burning gaze immediately invaded her snow-white lower abdomen and thighs, still bearing fresh whip marks, and the mature woman's flower core surrounded

by thick black pubic hair. (Take your hands off! Haven't you remembered yet!) With Sayako's sharp roar, the leather whip in her hand immediately struck the beautiful girl's snow-white buttocks as she tried to hide her sparse pubic hair. (Yumiko, tonight you'll have to pay for your resistance. Didn't your mother teach you that the more stubbornly you resist, the happier and more cruel the man will become? You lewd girl, spread your legs and let me see clearly sweeter than Hiroko Yakushimaru's singing. (Hehehe, Shunsuke, these two are eagerly awaiting tonight's punishment and the mother-daughter performance. Their vulvas are already soaking wet.) Seeing the girl's still childlike white fingers pulling open her virgin flower, probably due to the torture and humiliation of the fingers, her clitoris and labia had developed abnormally, but the color of the flesh was a fresh pink. (How does she compare to your mother? This woman has been raped many times but is still very tight. Tonight, after this girl becomes a woman, she will comfort her own father. Akiko, being able to sleep with your father in shifts is the happiest thing, isn't it?) Hearing the cruel, lewd moans, the beautiful mother cried loudly and twisted her hips. The boy's purple penis and the hot, juicy vagina of the sadistic woman, filled with lustful honey, were intertwined by each other's fingers.

The sounds of playing with her made a soft, smacking noise.

This sexy young woman named Akiko was clearly excited by the pleasure of being abused, as
evidenced by her tense, beautiful face, her prominent rose-colored clitoris, and the copious amounts of fluid flowing down her legs.

Would my mother also be excited to show such lewdness in front of me and other men? In that instant,
the beautiful mother's ecstatic state overlapped with that of the young woman before her.

(Both of them need to vigorously wiggle their hips in this performance, Yumiko, what do you call this self-pleasure? Tell
me.) The beautiful mother and daughter's snow-white fingers began to wriggle on the itchy clitoris. (Boss lady… this is called masturbation
…) Overwhelmed by shame, the beautiful girl sobbed as she answered, simultaneously twisting her elastic hips forcefully and thrusting her lower
abdomen forward, performing her lewd act.

(Come closer, you lewd woman!) After cruelly uttering these words, the boy grabbed the
hem her hips, and pulled her forcefully towards him.

(Ah, have mercy on me... It's too embarrassing!) The sweet and sour scent of vaginal fluid emanating from her pubic hair and honey hole, along with the
elegant fragrance, intoxicated Shunsuke.

Akiko's mature vulva—when it thrusts forward, it springs open its hole??,
revealing to the boy, and hysterical cries escaped from her beautiful mouth.

(Mom!...: Ah... I can't take it anymore...: I'm about to die of shame!) (Yumiko, you have to
be patient , Mom is too... It's better to die than to be embarrassed like this with you:...,) This
beautiful mother and daughter, screaming at each other, were actually intoxicated by the pleasure of humiliation, as evidenced by the intense twisting of their buttocks and the copious flow of
vaginal fluid.

(How about it? They writhe so beautifully, don't they? This is the result of training with a whip. Masturbation is
the most basic act of torturing women. You also have to train your mother, to make her... three times in a row, until she
spits out all her nectar. Akiko, are you feeling good now? Do you want the young master's hard thing? Tell me, what should a mother do when
her daughter gives her virginity to a man?) The beautiful young woman's sobs grew louder, her beautiful face
contorted with unbearable shame.

(After Yumiko received punishment from her husband and wife... Ah! Don't tell me... Boss lady...:
This is too cruel...) (Answer quickly! You slut!) The boy's hand twisted the mature, snow-white thigh in a threatening
manner .

(Ah! I said, young master... playing with Yumiko's things, and then... wetting them with her juices... using my
hand to pull open her petals... and inserting the master's hard thing...!)
Words a mother couldn't bring herself to say were now forced out. Though still crying, she succumbed to the pleasure of self-inflicted pain,
her juices flowing like a fountain. She collapsed to her knees before the young woman, unable to stand. Just seconds later, the beautiful girl, also
crying , followed her mother's violent thrusting. (Can I let her lick me?) (Of course, I want this
lewd girl to lick me too.) The boy slapped her beautiful, crying face, grabbed her hair, and
thrust his throbbing, almost exploding penis deep between her trembling lips.

The beautiful girl pressed her face against Sayako's black pubic hair, making soft licking sounds.
(You want Mom to suck like this to make her feel sexy too.) Sayako whispered in her lustful excitement.

(For months on end, you'll only let her masturbate and suck, driving her crazy, until finally you can penetrate her
vagina and anus, understand? Junsuke, the more you torture a woman, the better it tastes there, you can't forget
that. Hmm... good... this girl's technique has improved.) Sayako moaned softly as the girl she was training displayed her
tongue skills, but at the same time, she didn't forget to continue training the girl based on her own experience.

A wet, hot tongue, with just the right amount of roughness, licking around the glans and sucking hard, the tip of the tongue pressing against the urethral opening
and rotating—the boy, intoxicated by this pleasure, felt a new desire rekindle for his beautiful mother.

The beautiful young woman's exquisite technique was incomparable to the professional skills of a typical bubble girl.

Long periods of masturbation in lewd fantasies... The boy's stamina was nearing its limit.
Sayako played with the beautiful girl's sensitive nipples while writhing her hips, but she didn't forget to teach Shunsuke how to
reach to play with her breasts. The young woman's breasts, with their engorged nipples, were enough to
ignite the boy's lust. (You play with yourself, and then ejaculate with me!) While playing with her nipples,
she gave this command. The woman kneeling on the ground began to masturbate vigorously with her right hand, her hips moving in ecstasy.
The rubbing sound of her fingers in her vagina excited the demonic boy even more.

The beautiful young woman's tear-filled eyes were filled with despair, shame, and lamentation.
How many times had this expression overlapped with that of her mother, Kyoko? This beautiful mother was going to endure all the torment of the middle-aged
sadistic couple
tonight, and the girl's not-yet-fully-mature flesh was about to suffer corporal punishment. This cruel yet sweet reality excited Shunsuke. A few seconds after Sayako collapsed onto the bed with a beautiful moan,
the boy also ejaculated into the young woman's mouth. (It feels good, doesn't it! When you ejaculate like this, the woman has to suck out and swallow the last drop
.) Ayako endured the humiliation, licking the still erect
penis , clean with her tongue, swallowing all the semen. Sayako also spread her legs, making Yumiko do the same
service, even licking her anus clean with her tongue. (If it were you, what would you want them
to do ?) The seductive woman got off the bed and picked up a leather whip. (
How about letting the mother and daughter lick each other clean?) (Very good, a lewd woman who has become wet from masturbation is the most suitable humiliation, come and do it!)
The young woman covered her face with her hands and sobbed, the leather whip in Sayako's hand lashing her plump buttocks. (Yumiko,
lie on the bed...) The sobbing beautiful girl lay on the bed, the lady with her clothes lifted, her head overlapping
the woman's body in the opposite direction.

(It must be your mother and sister who do this, especially the mother and daughter, they'll be particularly excited. Just wait and see,
they 'll both come out soon.) Before Sayako could finish speaking, her words laced with wicked mockery,
the mother and daughter, their bodies intertwined, simultaneously experienced intense spasms. Sweet moans, uncontrollable even through clenched teeth,
escaped from their beautiful mouths.

That day, Fujiwara Kyoko woke up after eleven o'clock. Exhausted from the previous day's unusual debauchery, she had almost fully recovered after more than ten
hours of sleep. However, her mind, corrupted by lewd and immoral thoughts
, was still vividly etched in her mind upon waking, leaving this virtuous young woman, whose husband was her only man, feeling bewildered.

But as a housewife and mother of two, she still had many chores to do.

She wanted to take a hot shower first, washing away the sweat and menstrual blood from the nightmare, to refresh herself before having
a simple breakfast of toast and coffee.

Wearing only a slip and menstrual panties, she looked at her disheveled appearance in the mirror, trembling as she stared
at her face. The makeup... once removed, her face was pale, and she looked extremely thin overnight. There were purple marks around her eyes,
clearly from excessive promiscuity. Kyoko couldn't help but feel self-loathing.

(How could her face look like this? Like a prostitute exhausted from being raped all night. Actually, I'm
even worse than a prostitute, a woman who has sold her soul.) She muttered to herself, but for some reason,
the lewd seemed alluring, making her body, still tinged with the pleasure of the previous night, feel itchy again.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was home, she went to the bathroom wearing only her slip. As usual, she looked towards the laundry basket.
Kyoko's eyebrows were already raised, and she let out a scream-like gasp. She saw Shunsuke's cruel and lustful
challenge.

Her underwear, soiled from masturbation yesterday, was still damp with the man's semen. Below, Kumi's underwear
was similarly stained with pale yellow marks. The sweet, lewd scent of semen made her dizzy. With trembling hands, Kyoko picked up
her underwear and instinctively pressed it to her nose and mouth. She stuck out her tongue and licked the boy's semen.

(Shunsuke! Why do you have to torture your mother like this? Even Kumi's is soiled! It's too much!) A
surge of excitement made her tremble, her uterus contracting hotly. Shunsuke was relentlessly
declaring

The intense excitement almost made it hard to breathe. Kyoko quickly took off her slip and soiled menstrual underwear, turned the tap on
full blast, raised the water heater to seventy degrees Celsius, and without even wearing a shower cap, poured hot water over her head.

Shame and fear gripped her as she contaminated her lewdness, yet her breasts were already swollen, her nipples and clitoris
engorged with blood.

Washing away the menstrual blood stained her pubic hair and vulva, and seeing the bathroom tiles stained a light red, Kyoko's wanton
itching quickly reached its peak.

She had resolved to remain normal today, but she still couldn't resist; the hot water spraying on her nipples felt incredibly
pleasurable .

(Jun-suke, Mom, you're doing something shameless again! It's all your fault.) Kyoko
muttered to , her left hand grasping her throbbing clitoris, her right index finger plunging deep into her anus, and
she began to frantically writhe her hips.

Her snow-white thighs and fingers were stained red, turning the bathroom tiles into a vibrant tapestry. The flowing menstrual blood
was more than yesterday, but her forbidden desires also increased proportionally.

(Ah…; That’s great, Junsuke! Mom wants you! But this is wrong… Don’t make Mom commit an even
greater sin. Do you really want to have sex with Mom like that? No, we are your mother and sister…)
Kyoko said as if vomiting blood, turning off the tap and pressing her panties, stained with her son’s young semen, tightly against
her blood-soaked vulva, which was already oozing vaginal fluid.

A strong groan of orgasm escaped Kyoko’s lips, her beautiful lips trembling uncontrollably,
her snow-white body convulsing from the intense pleasure.

Kyoko, so intoxicated by the forbidden carnal love for her beloved son, never dreamed that
Mrs. Otani, her neighbor, was staring at her with burning eyes through the crack in the window facing the courtyard.

Hong Kong had sent Kyoko foreign grapes, but after calling for a long time without an answer, she went around to the backyard and
accidentally saw through the crack in the window… Mrs. Ura… The intense shock left Xiangjiang stunned and
bewildered . It was upon hearing Xingzi's involuntary confession of her twisted love that she began
to gaze at her neighbor's woman with a passion more intense than any man's, at the beautiful woman two years her junior, consumed by lust.

Xiangjiang's husband was the technical manager of a large medical equipment company, but he was not only lecherous but also
possessed a significant sadistic streak, similar to Junjie. He often
spoke his intense desire for the beautiful neighbor's wife and daughter. Having been a lesbian before marriage, Xiangjiang secretly
harbored a strong lust for Xingzi. Xiangjiang coldly watched Xingzi, lost in her second orgasm of masturbation, while her own
right hand writhed beneath her skirt. (So that's how it is, Mrs. Kyoko. I will teach you the true
joy . After sleeping with your handsome son, I will also let you accompany my husband. We will also cherish you and your
daughter. Your naked body is even better than I imagined. I really want my husband to see it. He will be incredibly excited when he sees your beautiful
breasts and the cleft of your buttocks. But first, turn your own son into a real man.
This is your most sacred duty.) Mother. The Ritual of Lust 7 Asian Giant Cannon Mother. The Ritual of Lust 7 Asian Giant Cannon Of course,
Xiangjiang also knew about the handsome young man next door's gaze at her and her daughter, Ayaka, and how he occasionally stole her panties
, soiled them with his semen, and returned them to the clothesline. However, this
beautiful and mature woman, who secretly harbored lust for the handsome young man next door, even knowing this completely, deliberately dried her daughter's underwear in an easily accessible
place, and used the panties stained with the young man's semen, just like Kyoko, as a stimulant for masturbation.

In order to stimulate her husband's lust, Xiangjiang deliberately stole Kyoko and Kumi's panties or menstrual panties.

Anzu, sobbing during her second, even more intense climax, watched with cold eyes as she herself became wet
, her crotch damp with her own fluids. Hong Kong, determined to be lesbian with the beautiful lady next door, decided to pursue a lesbian relationship.

At exactly five o'clock, a large, light blue Bentley pulled up in front of the Grigio Café,
and the uniformed driver took away the mother and daughter who had been sacrificed.

Sayako gazed at the boy's face, his beautiful, sorrowful expression and mature body, and gently stroked the swelling between his thighs with her snow-white
fingers saying softly, "

(A very nice woman! The type you like, like your mother, isn't it? Later, you'll have a good time
playing with her here. At that age, her vagina is still very tight, so it will definitely hurt. She'll
cry with a beautiful voice.) The beautiful mother and daughter's tearful, sorrowful eyes left a strong impression on him.

In the same spot where the mother and daughter had sat, the boy and the former ballerina, the proprietress, drank Viennese
hot coffee, conversing more intimately than before, occasionally caressing each other's still-unsatisfied bodies and
kissing .

Sayako would let the boy's burning eyes see her small but beautifully shaped breasts, or let him lick her nipples,
and would even lift her skirt to show him her wet vulva.

When their arousal intensified, the beautiful mature woman and the handsome boy would show each other their entranced state while masturbating.
Sayako, even more unrestrained, released her juices and moaned.

(Shunsuke, let me play your mother tonight,
the mother who is tormented by her husband in front of her son, raped, and then forced to have sex with her son. Our passion will be even hotter. I've filmed those cruel incestuous scenes between husband and wife and son twice in my
basement ...) Sayako's lewd moans
continued.

(A mother would almost go crazy at that moment, crying and begging to be killed, but from beginning to end, she was
almost constantly excited. I will also completely immerse myself in the role of the mother. Just treat me as your own
mother and torture me thoroughly.) Of course, for the boy, this was also something he couldn't ask for. Although Sayako and
his mother Kyoko were different types, they were both very charming and beautiful women with a high-class temperament.

(Okay, I want that too! Having sex with Mom in front of Dad must feel amazing.)
(So happy! I love you, you can do anything cruel, even play with my ass! But before you insert
this hard thing, you must torture and humiliate me until I'm almost insane, use your fingers to make me... until I can't get any
more juice out! My husband played with me until I couldn't get any more juice out before injecting an aphrodisiac and raping me, you know?

Junsuke, the vagina is the most humiliating form of torture for a woman, don't forget to let her experience this
feeling Your mother must have even stronger masochistic blood flowing through her veins than I do, you should awaken that blood in her, let her know what true female pleasure is, I really envy your mother, because she gets tortured by such a big thing
every day and can still moan to her heart's content.) Sayako's eyes were completely wet. (Oh, and don't forget to take the syringe and aphrodisiac when you go back. This drug has a powerful ability to excite peripheral nerves and the mucous membranes of the vulva. It can drive a woman crazy and make her unable to control herself in two or three minutes. It's very useful when a woman is exhausted and can no longer have an orgasm, or when raping a woman who is resisting. Also, you must use it when you want to rape a virgin like Kumi . Just pricking her vulva with the needle will make your mother cry madly all night. I also want you to inject it yourself beforehand!) After Sayako finished speaking passionately to the boy, she gripped his hard penis, and the two of them passionately sucked on each other's tongues. Junsuke imagined the pleasure of pricking almost ejaculated, barely managing to control himself with great effort. (Are you sad that you can't ejaculate? Forgive me. But you can ejaculate all over my body soon , two or three times, as many times as you want. Junsuke, tonight I'm your mother.) Sayako spoke to the boy in a sweet, husky voice, her snow-white fingers trembling with anticipation of pleasure. He had just ejaculated in that beautiful woman's mouth ten minutes ago, but the huge penis, as large as a young horse, throbbed even more fiercely than before . The thought of being under her husband's cold gaze made the massive penis plunge into the woman's vagina and stir, sending electric shock-like shivers through Sayako's body. The hot, lustful fluid that flowed out wet the boy's fingers. (I'm sure I can satisfy you; I'm confident in my grip. Tonight, a professional photographer is coming to film a video. A mother is raped by her son in front of her, feels humiliated by the intense pleasure, and actively asks her husband to commit suicide. It'll definitely make a great pornographic book and video.) Sayako gave a dreamy, ecstatic look, and after saying this sweetly, she seemed to remember something. (Oh, right, I need to call your mother. I'll say I'm your friend's mother, and I'll be home a little late tonight. Give me her phone number.) Junsuke watched the woman stand up and walk towards the counter. The proprietress's beautiful buttocks swayed to the right, and he felt incredibly excited at the thought of the lewd pleasure that was about to begin. Sayako gave a seductive smile and picked up the cordless phone. (We were playing around on the phone. If I said, "I'm playing with your son's hard penis right now, and he's playing with my vagina. Ah! It's so beautiful, I'm about to... come," I wonder what .) Sayako said playfully, pressing the keys with her right hand and rubbing the boy's hard penis with her left, while Shunsuke 's fingers were inserted into her hot, wet vagina. (Hello, is this Shunsuke's mother? I'm Okamura's mother, his classmate. Your son is working on a homework report with my son , so he might be home a little late. I called because I didn't want you to worry.) Then she said a few polite words between women and hung up. (Your mother's voice is so sexy, that wanton, crying voice must be so beautiful. She's probably been playing with it a lot with her fingers today. I can recognize that voice immediately. I want to tell you, the best time to have sex with your mother is on the day she has her period. At that time, a woman's sense of shame is strongest, and that area is most sensitive, making it the best time for a man to penetrate a blood-stained hole. Isn't that exciting?) Just then, Harashima returned with a sexy woman in her thirties carrying photographic equipment, and hung a "Closed for Business" sign outside the door. (Good afternoon, landlady. You look especially sexy today, is it because there will be fun tonight?) The woman, probably a photographer, looked at Shunsuke and the landlady with a probing gaze, and said with a teasing kiss. The two women exchanged glances, a lewd look . After finishing the coffee that Sayako had brought, the four of them went to the basement together. (Has tonight's plot been decided?) Atsushima asked his wife, and Sayako explained the roles to the three of them with an excited kiss. (Great, it'll be great when it's finished. Landlady, it's been so long since you've acted opposite such a handsome boy , haven't you? You've already leaked a lot of juices.) This young woman named Reina looked at the landlady's , mounted the camera on the tripod, and checked the DSLR camera. (Okay, it's decided then. Junsuke also needs a realistic performance. This is a rehearsal for having sex with his mother, so he needs to work extra hard. Let's begin.) Reina turned on all the lights in the Harashima couple's room and the adjacent room used for torture . Harashima and the boy were completely naked, while Sayako was still dressed. Harashima's erect, purplish-black glans was over twenty centimeters long. Suddenly, Harashima slapped Sayako's face violently, hurling insults at her . (You filthy woman! Do you think I don't know you slept with that man? You two went to the hotel , Sayako, tonight we'll settle this. You come here, in front of our lovely son!)

"Punish you, correct your lewd nature, and at the same time, make Junsuke carefully savor...
This is the best punishment for a shameless woman like you, a lewd mother's body!" (What... are you going to do?)
Red handprints appeared on her snow-white face, and Sayako, filled with fear, revealed a seductive expression, causing the boy's penis to become violently
erect.

(Are you going to... punish me, the mother, in front of that child... I can't... punish me in
bed punished in front of Junsuke. In bed, I'll make you do anything as compensation as your wife
, please...) Her acting, with her eyebrows raised and screaming as if vomiting blood, was incredibly realistic.

Not only the lighting and reflectors used in the photography, but also the intense illumination from the ceiling and floor lights,
immediately drew the boy into a world of lewdness and cruelty with Sayako's beautiful, snow-white face and body.

Through her thin, tight-fitting top, her engorged nipples,
the lines of her beautiful buttocks and thighs, and the prominent mons pubis and shadows were clearly visible.

(You slut, aren't you going to show me your proud naked body? You should know how I'm going to punish you.)
Sayako, biting her lip and bowing her head, was subjected to a barrage of merciless slaps... a scream
erupted .

(Shunsuke, come out! I'll show you how to deal with my mother who betrayed me. You've wanted to have sex
with
my beautiful mother for a long time, haven't you! Dad knows.) At Harashima's instruction, Shunsuke leaned against a pillar, slowly stroking his hard penis, his burning gaze fixed on his bewildered mother. (Spare me!
The child mustn't see this!) Harashima roughly dragged the weeping Sayako
in front of her son, whose depravity was now fully exposed, and slapped her again.

(Sayako, look! Your adorable son's hard penis is even more impressive than mine. Hurry up and take it off, Junsuke
is waiting to see his mother's lewd vulva, and her full breasts and buttocks.) The boy felt that under intimidation, the woman
raised her eyebrows and stood up with a sexy expression, and her beautiful posture of writhing in shame was exactly
like . He stared wide-eyed in surprise.

(You still won't listen? Do you want me to whip you? Or tie you up and strip you naked?) Sayako
pleaded desperately, but the whip kept lashing at her beautifully curved buttocks. Sayako gritted her teeth and
endured without letting out a scream.

(Take it off! You lewd stinking woman. If you want to, you can leave only your panties on and let Junsuke
take them off for you, that's it!) Then she mercilessly continued to whip her, from her thin top and skirt, the whip striking
her breasts, lower abdomen, and thighs.

(Ah...ah...don't hit me anymore. It's my fault...I'll take it off...but let me
leave .) To maintain her dignity and a little shame, Sayako's performance allowed a thin,
almost indistinguishable, honey-like fluid to flow from the tip of the boy's erect penis, forming a thin line from the glans to the floor.

(No, I absolutely can't let you off! Stand in front of Shunsuke and take it off quickly. Seeing your son's erect, beautiful penis
will surely satisfy you, you lewd woman.) The whip struck her buttocks again with a sharp sound.

The beautiful wife, accused of infidelity by her husband, swayed to her son's side and unbuttoned
her blouse with trembling hands.

(Hurry up, you lewd sow!) With harsh insults, the whip struck even harder on
the woman's most lewd part, revealing her in a Y-shape. Sayako screamed and almost collapsed to the ground. Her trembling, snow-white fingers,
as if to tear her blouse apart, quickly pulled it off, revealing her beautiful, upturned breasts.

After a few seconds of hesitation, her beautiful long dress fell to the ground, leaving her only in a sexy thong, revealing
her like this to her husband and son. A confused expression emanated from her entire body, radiating a shy sensuality.
The young man couldn't help but gasp.

Harashima quickly tied his wife's hands together with a rope, the narrow
crotch completely disappearing into the crevice of her mature vulva,
revealing most of her rose-colored labia and thick pubic hair on either side, along with the engorged and hardened clitoris. Her unfocused eyes couldn't bear to look directly at the young man
hovering in the air.

Shunsuke's cold gaze was fixed on that beautiful body, trembling with shame and
irritating and he involuntarily licked his lips.

While his mother's full breasts surpassed hers, Sayako's lower body, honed by ballet training, possessed unparalleled sensuality;
she held a clear advantage.

The area where her thong touched her clitoris was wet with vaginal fluid due to extreme arousal.

(Jun-suke, how's it going? Satisfied with Mom's naked body? If you're interested, Mom
will be , Sayako. Hurry up and take it off, say you want to see Mom's vulva.) Sayako raised
her sobs, unable to bear watching her son deliberately masturbating her young penis. But Harashima continued to utter
lewd , mercilessly striking her breasts with the leather whip in his hand
. A chilling scream escaped from her beautiful mouth, and Sayako's naked body began to writhe in extreme pain.

(Devil! You and Jun-suke are not human! I am this child's mother, your wife, how can I
endure such vile humiliation?) Hearing Sayako's screams, the boy experienced a dizzying, terrifying sense of disorientation.

- Would his mother, Kyoko, have such a sweet, sorrowful resistance when I conquered her? - His lust for his
beautiful and virtuous mother grew stronger. Harashima let out an ominous laugh.

(Please, let me make it up to you in bed. It's what a wife should do.) At this moment, the sadistic
husband and the masochistic wife performed together, far exceeding the scope of acting skills, leading the boy into a seductive
world.

The female photographer was also visibly excited, pressing the shutter of her DSLR camera repeatedly with one hand, while
the other hand writhed in the crotch area of her tight jeans.

(You stubborn, filthy woman! Not only did you cheat on me, but you also committed the heinous crime of seducing your son.
This compensation will be made up for with the two holes between your beautiful legs. You'd better obey me obediently.)
After Harashima finished speaking harshly, he grabbed the hair of Sayako, who was still crying hysterically, and slapped her tear-streaked,
pale face five or six times. The slaps were so powerful that they almost changed the shape of her face,
leaving red handprints on her pale face, which swelled up immediately. (I won't!

I'd rather bite my tongue and commit suicide than do such a cruel thing.) Mrs. Harashima's poignant acting technique
was exactly the same as the lines in the boy's lewd fantasies.

(Do whatever you want, even hang yourself. But you should know that your body will still be raped after death.) A boy
who loves reading Marche de Sade's three masterpieces—*
The 120 Days —of course knows what rape is. It's
the bodies of beautiful women who, unable to endure the humiliation and torture, commit suicide or are executed, and even after death, are subjected to the rape of sadists. To enjoy the sadists' greatest
pleasure, a completely realistic guillotine and gallows are prepared in the next room. (Beasts! Inhuman
beings without blood or tears!) Harashima grabs the crotch of his screaming, crying wife's panties, deeply embedded in her vulva, and
pulls them mercilessly while simultaneously whipping her plump buttocks with a leather roller.

Mother. Evil Ritual 8: Asian Giant Cannon Mother. The 8th erotic ritual: The intense pain of the Asian giant cannon caused Sayako to make
a frenzied expression, her twisting naked body displaying a seductive dance... The demonic boy had several times felt the urge to
ejaculate , but barely managed to hold back.

The thirteenth lash of the whip tore through the skin of the mature woman's plump buttocks, drawing blood. The wife, succumbing to the double
pain , finally gave up her endless resistance.

(Forgive me... I've given up, do whatever you want with me in front of this child! Junsuke... come and
take off Mommy's panties!) Tears streaming
down her face, she pleaded with a sorrowful and sweet voice filled with lewd lust. (I don't care about anything anymore...) Gritting her teeth, she turned her face away. Sayako's pitiful and beautiful face, in the boy's
eyes seemed like his mother, Kyoko. Chapter 3: Frenzied Lust and Pleasure. Junsuke
pulled off the small panties from the beautiful mature woman's sexy lower body in an instant, unable to resist pressing the part covered in sweet nectar tightly to his nose,
intoxicated by the fragrance of her vulva.

(Ah!! Spare me! I'm so embarrassed, Junsuke, please, don't look at me!)
The sorrowful cries emanating from the beautiful mouth stirred a pleasurable hesitation in the boy's mind, which was filled with lewd thoughts.

(Junsuke, now I'll show you, this is your mother's lewd, stolen-man's cunt!) Harashima said,
inserting his hand under her buttocks, which were writhing wildly in shame, and forcefully parting her rose-colored labia, which were filled with the honey of pleasure.

(No... spare me!) The whip lashed her buttocks twice more. From the beautiful
young woman the forbidden words finally escaped.

(Junsuke... look at your mother's vulva!) The boy's eyes, bloodshot from lust, were fixed on his beautiful
mother's body.

Those were... lips that gleamed amidst the thick, black pubic hair, which was covered in sweat and honey.

(Jun-suke, see that? That hard, bulging, lewd clitoris. A lustful woman like Mom
would use this to commit crimes.) At this moment, Sayako's clitoris was even more engorged
and swollen than when Jun-suke had played with it with his fingers.

Harashima whispered a few words in his wife's ear, then raised the whip high again. (I can't do such a
shameless thing!) The whip made two more terrible sounds, leaving two red
marks on the tender flesh behind her thighs. The intense pain caused Sayako to convulse. (Come and play with Mom's vulva... let me... do it!) She cried out, tears welling up in her eyes, as if vomiting blood. At this moment, the boy saw in
the beautiful woman's tearful eyes an expression of intoxicated pleasure at being tortured. (And... dig inside too!) The intense shame had reached its limit, and the sounds coming from her mouth were weak and intermittent. As the boy's fingers mercilessly tormented the woman's vulva and protruding flesh, Harashima's fingers inserted into her anus, kissing the weeping Sayako's snow-white neck. (Ah! No... Spare me! Tell him to stop! Let me go to bed and fulfill my duties as a wife !) The moment Shunsuke's familiar fingers completely peeled back the foreskin of the clitoris, Sayako's eyes widened and she let out a sharp scream, trembling like a dying beast as she arched her upper body backward, her buttocks arching back, her thighs and labia clamping tightly around the boy's cruel fingers... The beautiful, charming young woman, filled with lust, felt the joy of being played by the handsome boy who was acting as her son, her body being... The pleasure was fully expressed on her beautiful face. For this woman with masochistic tendencies, pain and pleasure were often separated by a thin line; as shame and pain increased, so did the pleasure. (Jun-suke: ...Don't look:::Mom is too despicable...:: Please::; Punish .) (I did commit adultery with that person...but you have to believe me...I was tied up and forced to do it.) Jun-suke looked at Sayako's pitiful beauty as she pleaded with her husband with trembling sobs, her full breasts rising and falling , her buttocks twisting under intense desire. His hand pinched and slowly played with her pink, sensitive nipples. (Mom is a filthy, promiscuous, perverted woman! Quickly accept Dad's punishment in front of me.) Jun-suke's fingers continued to enjoy the touch of the pink flesh, fluently uttering such terrible lines. (Jun-suke, well said, your mother is even worse than a prostitute. Dad will show you what kind of punishment such a woman will receive.) After Harashima finished speaking coldly, he grabbed his pitiful, beautiful wife's hands, roughly pulled her between two thick pillars, and quickly tied her hands and feet to the pillars. This was a pose he'd definitely seen in any erotic book he read—a highly stimulating position that left a woman completely defenseless, exuding a tragic beauty. The shutter of the DSLR camera clicked incessantly, capturing Sayako's mature, naked body from various angles. "(The landlady is so beautiful tonight!)" the female photographer, Renada, exclaimed excitedly while taking pictures of various masochistic women. "(You're leaking so much fluid, shameless woman! Did your son touch you that comfortably?)" With merciless curses, Harashima's hand slapped her firm, full breasts ten times in succession, while his other hand cruelly dug into her vulva, which had just succumbed to her son's finger penetration, while forcefully twisting the protruding clitoris. Although Sayako's lips trembled with screams, she, having vowed to accept the abuse, no longer begged. Bright red handprints quickly appeared on her snow-white breasts as she began a sensual dance. The boy watched with rapt attention from behind, observing the buttocks and thighs writhing in pain and pleasure, and the dark red bud of her anus pulsating as . A large amount of vaginal fluid had already seeped onto the inside of her white thighs, glistening under the bright light. (Jun- suke, get me the whip.) He handed over a heavy, German-made riding whip with steel wire inside.

When the boy held the whip in the island's hands, his eyes gleamed with a cruel, excited light.

Sayako's buttocks, honed by classical ballet, possessed beautiful curves and elasticity,
a source of pleasure for whipping and anal rape.

(Just you wait, I'm going to crack this lewd ass open. Mom loves this,
doesn't ?) Harashima cruelly said this, then inserted two fingers into her wet, fleshy hole,
forcefully rotating his thumb on her erect clitoris, while simultaneously raising the whip with his right hand…

Sayako tightly closed her beautiful mouth, an expression of ecstasy on her face, her tear-filled eyes shut. When

the whip struck her buttocks, the woman's naked body, though stiff and trembling violently, remained stubbornly closed. Harashima gave the boy a triumphant smile, then continued to whip her trembling, plump buttocks , while his fingers inside her hole dug even more violently. Seeing the blood-red welts, the boy stared with ecstatic eyes, unconsciously gripping his own penis tighter. With each beating, Sayako's silent anguish intensified; the fingers tormenting her wet, secret orifice made increasingly lewd rubbing sounds, but the woman's tightly closed mouth remained silent. (I know how comfortable you are right now. Probably about to...come out! I wonder how my mother will feel , whether she can endure such cruel whipping? But it has to be this way.) Imagining his mother Kyoko 's cries, and her beautifully twisted, shameless movements, the boy's demonic rage surged. He also recalled what Sayako had said earlier, as she played with his young penis with her snow-white fingers, about how to punish dancers . (Those ballet dancers on stage, their nipples and clitoris are punished with pliers, needles, or candle flames; the whipping is on the vulva, starting—) Everyone cries madly, but after getting used to it, just using a roller to hit the slit of flesh and rub the clitoris will ... ? ... (You're still a cute little brat, how did you ever have something like this? Wait a minute, I'll let you suck on it, and you can lick mine if you want!) For Junsuke's tastes, she was too young, but the beautiful female photographer, who resembled actress Keiko Takeshita, had cool hands and skillful technique that aroused his hot penis. Rena forced a kiss with the handsome boy for a while and continued taking pictures. (I really hope to bring your beautiful mother here to train her soon, and perform with your cute little sister at the same time.) The boy's hands unceremoniously grabbed Rena's fresh, hard breasts and groped her vulva from her jeans without panties. (Rena, if you seduce this boy, I'll whip your vulva. Go back to work.) (But, his thing is amazing. Boss, wait a minute, can I play with the boss's wife? I want him to see a homosexual scene.) The beautiful photographer seemed to be bisexual, saying this in a sweet voice. (After the photoshoot, you can do whatever you want with her. Junsuke, now it's time to spank Mom's breasts.) Harashima tied up the still-heaving breasts with thin rope , flicking the erect pink nipples with his fingers (this way, the pain will be multiplied several times). The bound breasts revealed bluish veins, a pitiful allure that intensified the boy's ferocious lust. Thinking about where the whip would strike, Junsuke barely managed to hold back his ejaculation. (Boss, the most important part of the boss's wife isn't clear. How about using clips to widen the petals? A shot of Junsuke playing with her from behind while spanking would be better.) Hearing Rena's words, the wicked boy's eyes gleamed . Sayako's vulva was positioned higher, but from the height of his eyes, it wasn't exposed enough; the shot wasn't perfect. (I agree. I want to see Mom even more ashamed. For a woman who cheats on her husband, this is the punishment she deserves.) (Jun-suke, please spare me! Don't torture Mom anymore, she's dying from the pain.) Harashima coldly snorted at his wife, who was completely absorbed in playing the role of a mother, and slapped her hard across the face. (The two of them are right, we must expose the lewd petals completely.) Harashima squatted down and took out two clamps with strong springs and straps from the box containing torture instruments, waving them in front of the sobbing Sayako. (Let Jun-suke do it, maybe it will hurt you more this way. Jun-suke, you know how to do it!) Jun-suke nodded and took them, mercilessly clamping them onto the woman's labia majora, which were screaming in pain, and then forcefully pulling the straps up to her thighs and tying them tight. Sayako cried out like a madwoman; the pain caused by the clamps on her sensitive petals was unbearable even for a masochistic . (It hurts, it's like it's going to split open! You won't let this child play with me, will you!) Harashima cruelly said before his wife's hysterical cries had even ended. (Jun-suke, go and play with Mommy's vulva and anus, make her more sexy. Anyway, from tonight onwards, Mommy is your slave.) (Ah! You've gone too far!) Ignoring Sayako's sorrowful cries, he began whipping her breasts. Jun-suke went behind her, inserting his hand into her anus, probing her forced, wide-open vagina, and pinching her protruding clitoris . The intense pain from her bound breasts, combined with the pleasure of the boy skillfully playing with her two orifices, caused this mature, masochistic woman to scream hysterically, writhing her beautiful naked body bound in an X-shape. Intoxicated by the sensation of playing with her hot, wet vagina, the boy thought of his mother Kyoko's body. Sayako and her husband were both playing the role of a mother being tormented by their son's evil ways, reaching a peak of excitement. As he fantasized about his mother succumbing to Jun-suke's cruel humiliation, the boy's demonic nature grew stronger.

(So, do you know you were wrong? If you dare to go looking for men again, I'll cut off your lewd clitoris
and kick you out! You'll become a body that can't have orgasms, and men will sleep with you as long as they have a hole,
no need to worry.)

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