WeChat Sex System

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Chapter 1 Old Cellphone

Do you believe in gods?

Zhang Mo is eighteen years old this year. In his eighteen years of childhood, he has never believed in

the existence of gods. Even if they did, those gods have never upheld justice and morality in the human world.

When Zhang Mo was six years old, his father suffered a serious work injury and died.

His mother raised him with great difficulty for two years before passing away from illness. None of Zhang Mo's relatives were willing to adopt him, and his

grandparents were both ill and unable to care for him. For the next ten years, he lived in an

orphanage , with his expenses barely covered by his parents' inheritance and his grandparents' meager pensions.

Now, his grandparents are both seventy years old, and Zhang Mo is no longer a minor. He has finished nine years of

compulsory education and, although he was admitted to a second-tier university, he is penniless and unable to pay the expensive

tuition.

Over the past ten years, Zhang Mo has prayed to heaven, hoping that his poor and miserable life

would end, but the cruel reality continues to ravage his mind and body.

So Zhang Mo didn't believe in God.

But the day after he came of age, the very day he was officially kicked out of the orphanage, God

truly descended.

"Aunt Chen, could you ask the director again if my parents' inheritance is really all gone?" Zhang Mo asked the woman

in front of him, carrying a worn-out schoolbag that had faded from washing, his voice almost pleading . The woman in front of him was wearing a beige uniform, her breasts full and high, her skin fair and smooth, her pert buttocks encased in the uniform skirt, and her delicate and mature face now showed a troubled expression. "Zhang Mo, it's not that Aunt Chen doesn't want to help you. Aunt Chen already asked the director, and she said your parents' inheritance is indeed all gone." Zhang Mo gritted his teeth and said, "My mother specifically told me before she passed away that although she and my father didn't earn much money, my father's work injury compensation and personal insurance were enough to last me until I finished college. I was young then and don't even remember exactly how much money there was, but it can't be gone so quickly, can it?" Chen Yuehai smoothed a strand of hair behind her ear and said softly, "Xiao Mo, Aunt Chen doesn't know exactly how much money that was. Aunt Chen is just a caregiver at the orphanage and can't manage that much. Aunt Chen also knows that you are homeless and penniless now, but Aunt Chen doesn't have any money either. Aunt Chen's small apartment is available for you to stay in... Would you like to go?" Zhang Mo sighed and said, "Aunt Chen, what are you saying?" "I'm not blaming you. If it weren't for your efforts in preparing more food for me these past few years, I would probably be living a much more miserable life I know you've been good to me. It's just that I'm not willing to accept the inheritance my father left me. As for the accommodation issue you mentioned, I can't live with you. If others see us, it will affect your reputation." Chen Yuehai bit her lip, took out a cell phone and a thousand yuan from her pocket, and stuffed them into Zhang Mo's hand, saying, "Xiao Mo, although you're penniless now, you're still an adult. You should . I'll give you this old cell phone and this thousand yuan. Take it and use it. If you run out of money for food, come find me again!" Zhang Mo's heart had been hardened by his living environment, but faced with the kindness of this woman and thinking of his own miserable fate, Zhang Mo couldn't help but shed tears. Zhang Mo didn't feign reluctance to accept Chen Yuehai's kindness. Firstly, he genuinely needed the money, and secondly, he wasn't the type be ungrateful. He was determined to repay Chen Yuehai a thousandfold in the future. After stuffing the money and phone into his bag, Zhang Mo slowly walked forward and hugged Chen Yuehai. Chen Yuehai offered no resistance, letting Zhang Mo hold her. Perhaps stimulated by Chen Yuehai's faint fragrance, Zhang Mo 's penis slowly became engorged and hardened, pressing against Chen Yuehai's lower abdomen. Chen Yuehai blushed slightly, still accepting Zhang Mo's behavior, which bordered on sexual harassment. Slightly embarrassed, Zhang Mo took two steps back, slung his bag over his shoulder, waved to Chen Yuehai, turned, and strode away, heading towards this strange yet familiar gathering. After leaving the orphanage, Zhang Mo's first thought was to find a job, preferably one that He wanted to work for a while to earn his first paycheck before thinking about anything else. As for university, he figured he had no chance of going, so he simply gave up on that idea. The city where Zhang Mo lived wasn't a first-tier city. Like most small towns, it had relatively stable social hierarchy. Thinking you could rise to the top here was wishful thinking. The few job opportunities available were mostly manual labor, not very lucrative, and extremely arduous. Zhang Mo wasn't afraid of hardship. Although he didn't get good food or clothes at the orphanage, he hadn't let Chen Yuehai's special care go to waste. He was tall and strong, so manual labor was no problem for him. However, being willing to endure hardship and being willing to be taken advantage of are two different things. Zhang Mo visited several shops hiring waiters, but the salaries offered were all far below average. Zhang Mo knew Chen Yuehai's life wasn't exactly comfortable. He was anxious to repay Chen Yuehai's money, so he hoped his first month's salary would cover his rent and living expenses, with a little over a thousand yuan . Zhang Mo calculated that two thousand yuan would be about enough. But even a job paying two thousand yuan a month was difficult for Zhang Mo to find. Employers gave too many reasons for lowering his salary: lack of work experience, high school diploma, no guarantor, etc. As night fell, Zhang Mo bought steamed buns and fast food from a roadside stall. After eating, he planned to find a bar to sleep in for the night and charge his old phone in his bag.

Calling it an "old-fashioned" phone was a bit of an exaggeration for Zhang Mo. It was one of the earliest domestically produced Android

smartphones, and compared to the ubiquitous Samsung phones, it was like a pile of utter electronic junk.

Aside from a little collector's value, Zhang Mo couldn't see what use it was.

But since it was a gift from Aunt Chen, Zhang Mo was determined to use it

. One of the reasons he stayed up all night at the bar was to install some necessary software.

Although Zhang Mo was penniless, he had at least played with his classmates' phones in high school, and he was

n't bad at learning. If he couldn't even handle a smartphone, he shouldn't even think about making

it .

Sitting in the bar, Zhang Mo wasn't in the mood for computer games. He only planned to fix the phone and

then look for some job postings online. The phone's battery was full; it seemed Aunt Chen

had fully charged it before giving it to him. Zhang Mo downloaded an alarm clock app, a job search app,

a calculator and other commonly used tools. Finally, he also downloaded WeChat.

Zhang Mo had never used WeChat before, nor did he have a WeChat account. The only reason he downloaded WeChat was probably because he

might need it someday.

Having settled his phone, Zhang Mo's sleep habits, ingrained from his time in the orphanage, made him sleepy very early. He put

his phone in his bag, then hugged it tightly and fell asleep. He didn't notice that

his phone's data cable was still connected to his computer.

That night, rumbling thunder echoed across the sky over Suzhou. Several dark clouds quickly gathered, and soon

, Suzhou, long awaiting rain, was hit by a thunderstorm. Around 2 a.m., amidst the continuous downpour

, a bolt of lightning struck directly onto the roof of the bar where Zhang Mo had been staying all night. The powerful energy of the thunderstorm instantly

disrupted the bar's power supply; all the lit screens went out in the next second.

The computer flickered briefly before also going malfunction. A mysterious electrical current surged along the data cable

into the old phone.

At three in the morning, Zhang Mo and several other people who had stayed up all night emerged from the bar. After

inspecting the premises, the bar manager determined that power couldn't be restored anytime soon. Frustrated, the manager refunded

their bills and kicked them all out.

It was still raining heavily outside, and Zhang Mo couldn't afford to sleep on the streets in such weather. He turned around and rushed

to a nearby hotel.

The cheapest single room cost several yuan a night, so Zhang Mo reluctantly paid the deposit and dragged his tired

body to his room to sleep.

Perhaps because he had just showered, Zhang Mo suddenly felt more alert lying on the hotel bed. He took out his phone from

his bag , intending to continue examining it, but after pressing the power button for a long time, the screen wouldn't

light up. Zhang Mo panicked. The phone was barely in his hands, barely warmed up, and it was already broken?

After pressing it for a while, the screen finally lit up. Before Zhang Mo could even breathe a sigh of relief, something strange

happened again.

The boot-up speed was incredibly fast; it instantly took place without even a waiting screen, but

the desktop was completely blank except for a green WeChat icon.

Even someone skilled with smartphones would be baffled by this, let alone Zhang Mo. He racked his brains

trying to figure out why his phone had changed like this.

Zhang Mo had no other choice but to tap the only app icon on the desktop.

WeChat opened, but instead of the familiar

loading line of text:

"Sleep with a woman, and then you'll receive my favor."

Zhang Mo was stunned. His

first thought upon seeing this was, "Have WeChat ads become this

avant-garde ?"

He tapped the text a few times, but the app didn't respond. Zhang Mo stared at the incomprehensible text,

about to press the power button to restart the phone, when the text moved up one line, and a new line appeared below:

"Are you going to do it or not?"

"Are you going to do it or not?" Zhang Mo couldn't help but ask the phone.

"Damn! You don't even know what 'damn' means? 'Damn' means sex! It means using your hard penis

to insert into a woman's vagina. I don't care about foreplay or the process; as long as you ejaculate

into the woman's uterus, you've succeeded!" Zhang Mo suddenly sat up in bed, staring at his phone screen in surprise, and asked

, "Who are you?" "I am God. You can call me Absu."

"There are no gods in this world!!"

"Hehe, how do you know there are no gods in this world?"

"My life is so miserable. I became an orphan at the age of three. From childhood to adulthood, no one has cared about me except Aunt Chen. I live

like a living dead person. How can God have eyes? How can there be gods in this world!"

"Yes, you are indeed miserable. So, God has descended."

Zhang Mo suddenly became a little angry. He felt that someone who knew him was playing a trick on him.

"Who are you? Why are you doing this to me?!"

"Hehe, look outside the window now. Isn't it raining?"

Zhang Mo looked outside; the rain had indeed not stopped.

"Three, two, one..."

The instant the countdown on WeChat ended, the sound of rain outside the window vanished. Zhang Mo,

in a daze , sat up in bed and walked to the window. He opened the window and looked out, only to find that not a single raindrop remained in the air.

"I'll make it rain again..."

The same message popped up on WeChat again, and then, in the sky where time seemed to have stood still for a moment,

the rain curtain reappeared.

At three o'clock in the morning, when most residents of Suzhou were fast asleep, Zhang Mo witnessed a miracle alone.

The next morning, Zhang Mo paid his room bill, then walked out of the hotel with his old backpack on his back.

The old smartphone that he had been keeping in the bag was now clutched in his hand.

After leaving the hotel, Zhang Mo's first action was to find a mobile phone store and

buy an in-ear headset with a microphone. He plugged it into his phone, and as soon as he put the headset

in his ear, he heard Absu's mechanical voice:

"Look! Everything in this world only works when connected. Your ears need

this connection for us to communicate smoothly. Similarly, men and women need to be connected to make

this world more colorful. Don't you agree?" Zhang Mo brought the microphone to his mouth and whispered,

"Why a woman? Can't you let me do something else?"

"Little thing, don't you understand what I just said? Sex is the greatest act in the world. Nothing you

do can compare to having sex with a woman."

"Okay, okay… but the problem is, I'm just a poor guy. Where can I find a woman to have sex with?"

"You'll have to figure that out yourself."

"Aren't you a god? Why don't you conjure up a woman in the hotel for me to have sex with?"

"Little thing, if you were a billionaire, you could do anything in this world, but could you

find a mate for an ant?"

"..."

Zhang Mo knew he wouldn't get anywhere arguing with this unscrupulous guy, so he continued

, "Does wearing a condom count?" "What do you mean by wearing a condom?" Absu countered.

Zhang Mo explained, and Absu, understanding, flew into a rage: "Damn it! You bunch of little bastards actually

invented this kind of thing! Let me tell you, if you touch a condom even once, I'll leave you immediately! This

is utter contempt for humanity and sex, and contempt for us gods, absolutely unforgivable!" Because

Absu's voice was so loud, Zhang Mo frowned, pulled the earphones out of his ears, and

listened to his words.

"Alright, alright, I understand." Zhang Mo sighed. He hadn't expected this god to be so averse to

condoms , even defining this essential daily necessity, so readily available in modern society, as something anti-divine.

Since Absu insisted on internal ejaculation, Zhang Mo knew that going to a prostitute wouldn't work.

"By the way, I still don't know what you mean by 'favor'?"

"I can list three things for you. You can choose one as my reward, and then you can officially start

this program. I'll design an interesting system for you. You can take on

tasks from it, and after completing them, you'll receive corresponding rewards. These rewards are things you can only hope for, hehe."

"What are those three things?" Zhang Mo pressed.

"Why are you so concerned about the specific reward?" Absu asked疑惑地问道.

"Because…" Zhang Mo glanced towards the orphanage and said, "I'm sure I can get your

reward , but after getting it, I will lose a very precious relationship, and I might even lose

a family member forever. So I need to compare whether what I lose is equal to what you give me." Absu

became even more confused: "Why? Why would I lose a family member?"

"Because if I really sleep with that woman, our relationship will change." "Why would

sex change a relationship? Isn't that normal?" Zhang Mo was speechless.

This Absu's worldview was completely different from that of ordinary people. He actually thought sex was the most common

thing. If he continued to explain to him, he didn't know how long it would take. So Zhang Mo said, "I can't

explain it to you. Anyway, in your eyes, I'm just an ant. Are you interested in listening to an ant

talk about its life story?" Absu snorted softly, and then slowly whispered

the three reward options he was going to give Zhang Mo in his ear. After hearing this, Zhang Mo froze on the spot, too shocked to move for a long time

.

In the end, Zhang Mo decided to sleep with her.

And the person he slept with, as you readers have probably already guessed, was the woman who bid Zhang Mo a reluctant farewell at the orphanage gate and

gave him money and a cell phone, Chen Yuehai.

At this point, many readers might ask, "Chen Yuehai is so good to Zhang Mo, yet Zhang Mo still

wants to sleep with her because of Absu's reward. Isn't that heartless?"

Zhang Mo is certainly not that kind of ingrate. The reason he chose Chen Yuehai as his target for this

mission stems from the special feelings Chen Yuehai had for him.

Like Zhang Mo, Chen Yuehai was also a woman with a tragic past. She married at just twenty, and her husband treated her

well. After all, she was a very beautiful woman; even without much education, her looks alone could

easily capture a man's heart. A year later, she became pregnant and gave birth to a son. However, this family was quickly

crushed by the wheels of fate. Chen Yuehai's husband died of alcohol poisoning after drinking excessively with his boss,

and their young son soon died from a congenital disease. Logically, Chen Yuehai was still young and had plenty of

time to recover from the grief of losing her husband and son. However, while working at an orphanage, Chen Yuehai

met Zhang Mo during her most painful time.

Zhang Mo's appearance at that time was strikingly similar to that of Chen Yuehai's own deceased son.

Upon seeing immediately placed all her will to live on this young child. Thus, Chen Yuehai

willingly became Zhang Mo's adoptive mother. The grief of her broken family was not completely healed; instead, Chen Yuehai

suppressed it through self-suggestion. Over time, Chen Yuehai became unable to accept anything else.

For Chen Yuehai , Zhang Mo became her only love.

As Zhang Mo grew up, her maternal feelings for him faded, but Zhang Mo

remained very important to her. Gradually, romantic love replaced maternal love. Chen Yuehai realized

this when Zhang Mo turned eighteen and left the orphanage.

So, if Zhang Mo truly treated Chen Yuehai as a woman, he wouldn't be considered ungrateful,

but rather he completely saved this poor woman. Her feelings for Zhang Mo were almost pathological. When Zhang Mo left

the orphanage , Chen Yuehai constantly reminded herself not to hinder his future to avoid a breakdown.

Moreover, when they embraced and Zhang Mo felt sexual desire for Chen Yuehai, she felt incredibly excited.

Zhang Mo was fully aware of Chen Yuehai's changing feelings. He himself also liked Chen Yuehai very much. Chen Yuehai's

meticulous care for him over the past decade prevented Zhang Mo from feeling any dislike for her.

However, what Zhang Mo cherished most was Chen Yuehai's maternal love, not romantic love. After all, Zhang

Mo also lacked maternal love. Therefore, Zhang Mo thought that if he were to have a sexual relationship with Chen Yuehai, her

maternal love for him might be completely distorted. What kind of son sleeps with his mother?

Of course, Zhang Mo's thoughts were entirely his own. He was unaware that incest existed

, and that there were many examples of sons sleeping with their mothers—a more transcendent form

of maternal love .

When Zhang Mo appeared outside Chen Yuehai's bachelor apartment, Chen Yuehai was secretly shedding tears at home.

Although Zhang Mo would still live in the city, the two were now separated. The thought of

not seeing Zhang Mo every day, and the prospect of him becoming successful and leaving her alone, coupled with

her own advancing age and growing older with each passing day, overwhelmed

Chen Yuehai with sorrow. The next morning, she was crying uncontrollably.

Hearing the doorbell, she assumed it was a neighbor or a friend coming to see her, quickly

composed herself, wiped her face, and went to open the door with red eyes. Seeing Zhang Mo at the door, her tears

immediately flowed again.

Seeing Chen Yuehai cry, Zhang Mo was naturally heartbroken. Without a word, he rushed inside and closed

the door behind .

At this stage, the two naturally no longer needed to exchange words. Zhang Mo

made his move, tightly embracing Chen Yuehai. The moment their skin touched, Zhang Mo felt

the intense pounding of his heart against Chen Yuehai's fleshy breasts. Without a word, he kissed her pink lips. Chen Yuehai responded

enthusiastically . Lacking kissing experience, Zhang Mo didn't know advanced kissing techniques like French kissing. Chen Yuehai began

to retaliate with even more advanced techniques. She first gently sucked on Zhang Mo's lips, then used her hot little tongue to pry open Zhang

Mo's stiff lips, skillfully teasing him. Zhang Mo was quite quick to understand, and soon the two were getting along

quite well, their tongues passionately intertwined, each giving their bodies to the other without reservation.

Zhang Mo's hands weren't idle either. One hand encircled Chen Yuehai's back, kneading her full, rounded

buttocks, while the other gently massaged her proud breasts through her clothes. Zhang Mo's penis couldn't withstand the stimulation

from mature woman, and it was already erect, pressing against Chen Yuehai's lower abdomen.

Chen Yuehai had just experienced a dramatic emotional rollercoaster and needed Zhang Mo's comfort at this moment. The two

caressed for a while before starting to undress each other.

Zhang Mo was quite tall, around 1.8 meters, and his physique

was different from that of an average high school student. He had done a lot of physical labor at the orphanage, and although his nutrition wasn't as plentiful as that of wealthy children,

he had still developed quite a few solid muscles. The muscles in his arms and abdomen were clearly

defined , and the bulge of his muscles became even more pronounced when he exerted himself. His nearly five-inch penis was covered with veins, and

the purplish-red glans trembled with each thrust, seemingly expressing his infinite desire for the woman's body before him.

Chen Yuehai's body exuded mature feminine charm. Her 36-inch breasts were as

white and smooth as mutton fat, and her medium-sized nipples were still bright red. Her abdomen was smooth without any excess fat, and below

that was a patch of lush pubic hair. Her tightly pressed thighs and a small patch of soft pubic hair formed a mysterious triangle

, arousing endless fantasies.

"Aunt Chen, you are so beautiful!" Zhang Mo's heartbeat gradually accelerated, and his blood flowed faster and faster. Both of them were

admiring each other's bodies. Since Zhang Mo had little sexual experience, Chen Yuehai understandingly

stepped took Zhang Mo's hand, and placed it on her chest.

Zhang Mo gently kneaded Chen Yuehai's full breasts, finding them

much softer than he had imagined. Chen Yuehai's breasts never sagged; they remained perky. Chen Yuehai smiled and gently stroked Zhang

Mo's short hair, saying softly, "It's okay to use a little more force; a woman's body isn't that fragile."

Hearing this, Zhang Mo increased the pressure on Chen Yuehai's nipples, which quickly became engorged and erect.

While Zhang Mo enjoyed these soft, large breasts, Chen Yuehai also made a move. She moaned softly, her delicate hand slowly climbing

up to Zhang Mo's penis, gently stroking it.

This stroke greatly stimulated Zhang Mo. Even with his experience in masturbation, he couldn't resist this

gentle onslaught. Combined with the alluring flesh before him and the captivating fragrance in his nose, Chen Yuehai's strokes brought Zhang Mo to the brink of ejaculation

!

Although Chen Yuehai hadn't had sex in a long time, she could guess Zhang Mo was about to ejaculate based on her past experience and a woman's intuition about sex

. So, Chen Yuehai slightly increased the pressure of her hand, quickly stroking up and down, causing the foreskin of his

penis to stretch and contract back and forth.

"Ah...ah!!!"

"Oh...ah...baby, hurry up and shoot, shoot all you want, shoot it all on me!" Their breathing quickened, Zhang Mo

thrust his penis forward, and after a few seconds, he roared and pressed the head of his penis against Chen Yuehai's fleshy

lower abdomen. Chen Yuehai's stroking speed slowed down instantly, and she slowly increased her strength in

sync with the frequency of ejaculation, guiding the pulse of ejaculation.

"Pfft! Pfft!

Pfft !" "Ughh ... After ejaculating, Zhang Mo gasped for breath, slowly releasing his hands that had been tightly wrapped around Chen Yuehai's chest and buttocks. He then cupped Chen Yuehai's face and kissed her deeply again. After a while of tender intimacy, Chen Yuehai felt Zhang Mo's erection again. She parted her lips, smiled, and whispered to Zhang Mo, "Come to my bed." Zhang Mo nodded. Chen Yuehai took Zhang Mo's hand and led him step by step to the bed in the bedroom, then had him sit on the bed. Chen Yuehai spread her two fair and shapely legs, squatted in front of the bed, gently smoothed a strand of hair behind her ear, then looked directly into Zhang Mo's eyes with her alluring eyes, opened her mouth, and took his erect penis into her mouth. Zhang Mo's attention was focused on Chen Yuehai's open thighs. A still clung to the pubic hair below her abdomen, but her labia and the mysterious peach blossom garden remained hidden. This tantalizing glimpse was incredibly alluring. Zhang Mo's penis regained its vigor in Chen Yuehai's mouth. Chen Yuehai's skills in serving men were indeed exceptional. Her mouth opened wide, swallowing the entire penis with each thrust , the glans almost touching her throat. Her tongue, of course, was also busy, circling Zhang Mo's penis . This oral sex act made it seem as if the penis contained some elixir that could prolong her life and preserve her youth, she was incredibly dedicated. A voluptuous, mature, and alluring woman squatting beneath him, legs spread, diligently performing oral sex on him— this feeling was simply too much for Zhang Mo, a novice in the ways of the world, to handle. After Chen Yuehai had swallowed and released dozens of times, Zhang Mo felt the urge to ejaculate again. "Ah... Aunt Chen... I think I'm going to..." Zhang Mo gasped, trying his best to hold back. This time, Chen Yuehai wouldn't let him ejaculate so easily. She stopped her oral sex, stood up, gently stroked Zhang Mo's glans, and then gently inserted her middle finger into her already wet vagina, smiling as she said, "This time, you're going to ejaculate inside." As a virgin, Zhang Mo didn't rush in like many men do during their He looked at the mysterious area between Chen Yuehai's full, white thighs and said, "Aunt Chen, I want to take a closer look..." "Let me see your genitals." Upon hearing Zhang Mo's request, Chen Yuehai's face flushed red. Chen Yuehai had been quite agitated lately. She had abandoned her usual reserve for two reasons: firstly, the joy of regaining what she had lost had overwhelmed her; secondly, the sensual pleasure Zhang Mo provided while servicing her had greatly encouraged her, and his performance in stimulating her sexually filled her with a sense of accomplishment. Therefore, Chen Yuehai had become somewhat wanton and lewd. Now, Zhang Mo's sudden request to see her private parts overwhelmed her shyness and shame. Although extremely embarrassed, the thought that she might spend the rest of her life with Zhang Mo made Chen Yuehai close her eyes , quickly lie back on the bed, and spread her legs, completely exposing her vulva to Zhang Mo. Zhang Mo excitedly pounced on the bed and began to carefully examine Chen Yuehai's vulva. Chen Yuehai's vulva was incredibly beautiful. Zhang Mo had seen many women's genitals in videos on his classmate's phone, but he had never seen one so perfectly shaped. Many women's genitals were somewhat odd; some overly large labia, some too small, and some were entirely dark. Chen Yuehai 's vulva was perfect—pink, with labia of the right size, a slightly erect clitoris, and hardly any excess pubic hair around the labia; the pubic hair all grew above this beautiful vulva. Zhang Mo admired it with fascination, then suddenly a question occurred to him. He seemed to understand why Chen Yuehai's husband had died shortly after their marriage. Many women with such perfect features were considered unlucky for their husbands, while many women who brought good fortune to their husbands were often considered unattractive. "Haven't you finished looking yet?" Feeling Zhang Mo's lustful gaze, Chen Yuehai felt her first orgasm was about to come. If she could orgasm just from being looked at like this, it would be too embarrassing. As soon as she asked the question, Zhang Mo pressed his hand to Chen Yuehai's sensitive clitoris and began to lick it. "Ah...ah!! Xiao Mo, no!...It's so dirty there!" Chen Yuehai was caught off guard and arched her body like a shrimp. The desire to be given oral sex and the tug-of-war between shyness and desire to be given oral sex were tug-of-war in her heart. But Zhang Mo didn't care about what she was saying. If a woman says no, she definitely wants it. Her tongue first licked around the clitoris, lightly touching it, which aroused Chen Yuehai. After teasing her enough, she inserted her fingers into the warm, moist vagina, and her tongue began to increase the stimulation of the clitoris . Zhang Mo was enjoying the licking when, with a moan from Chen Yuehai, a large amount of vaginal fluid filled Zhang Mo's mouth, spraying all over his face. Zhang Mo wiped his face, finally feeling a bit of the dynamism of a man in sex.

Having switched from defense to offense, Zhang Mo was finally ready to begin his journey of losing his virginity. If he could choose his own

position , he preferred the missionary position rather than being ridden by a woman. Although each had its own charm,

it was his first time, and he couldn't afford to lose face as a man.

Holding his engorged penis, Zhang Mo used a standard frontal insertion position, found Chen

Yuehai's vaginal opening, and slowly inserted himself.

Chen Yuehai's vagina hadn't received a man's penis in a long time, and there was

a slight stinging sensation upon penetration. Fortunately, both of their genitals had undergone ample foreplay, and Chen Yuehai's vagina was very

moist, with saliva lubricating the penis, making insertion very smooth.

"Ah!!"

"Mmm!"

"Ah... Aunt Chen, your little hole feels so good, so warm..."

"Xiao Mo, your big cock is so hard, it feels so good... harder, harder!" In the instant of intercourse, Zhang Mo

felt that the two of them were not just in contact with their mucous membranes, but their souls seemed to be intertwined.

After seeing Zhang Mo's comfortable expression, Chen Yuehai became wanton again. She lewdly stroked Zhang Mo's chest with one hand and rubbed

her own breasts with the other. Zhang Mo moved his clumsy hands, seeking sexual stimulation in Chen Yuehai's vagina.

Chen Yuehai began to use the few sexual intercourse techniques she had used in front of Zhang Mo, who was a novice. With Zhang Mo's

stiff thrusting, she contracted her vagina. The warm and moist vaginal folds scraped against Zhang Mo's glans. After

dozens of thrusts, the tingling sexual urge flowed through Zhang Mo's back again. At the same time, Chen Yuehai's cries from below

gradually grew louder, as if she was about to climax.

"Ah... Aunt Chen, I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!! Aunt Chen!!!" Zhang Mo

roared , then swayed his hips at top speed, his rock-hard penis thrusting left and right inside her vagina.

The two of them shouted and embraced tightly!

"I'm cumming!"

"Ahhhhhh! Cum, cum inside Mommy's uterus!" Zhang Mo thrust forward suddenly, instantly

pressing his glans against Chen Yuehai's cervix. Chen Yuehai's cervix was already prepared to receive Zhang Mo's

semen , the soft vaginal mucosa tightly wrapping around the hard penis. Thick semen shot out from the glans and urethral opening,

spurting wave after wave into Chen Yuehai's uterus.

This ejaculation lasted a very long time and the amount ejaculated was very large. Chen Yuehai's vaginal fluid and the cloudy

semen mixed intensely in her uterus, and Chen Yuehai felt the fullness of her uterus for the first time.

Zhang Mo lay panting on top of Chen Yuehai, both enjoying the afterglow of their climax. Zhang Mo lifted his head from between

Chen Yuehai's high breasts and asked, "What...did you just say?" Chen Yuehai blushed

and said, "I...I didn't say anything." "I heard you say...Mom?"

Chen Yuehai turned her head to the side and said in a weak voice, "If you don't like it, I won't say it

like that ." Zhang Mo smiled and slowly sucked on Chen Yuehai's nipple, saying, "Then I'll call

you Mom from now on?" Chen Yuehai was stunned for a moment, then smiled and reached out to hug Zhang Mo tightly to her chest.

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