A glimmer of hope appears after a long period of darkness.

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Night had fallen, and all the surrounding lights had been extinguished, except for
a .
The small purple bedside lamp cast a soft, misty glow, making the two naked figures on the bed appear bathed in a
dreamlike ambiance, so peaceful and comfortable.
The languid Xiaoli nestled softly in Ziwen's arms, like a tamed lamb, her high, firm breasts
and snow-white buttocks allowing him to caress them.
Suddenly, Ziwen's hand squeezed hard between her two round, slender legs, causing
Xiaoli's delicate brows to furrow, her slender waist to sway, and her nose to emit soft "mmm" sounds.
This amused him, and a lewd, triumphant smile spread across his handsome face.
Ziwen's skillful use of gentle pinching and kneading for sexual teasing had become his specialty. Little Li, inexperienced in such matters, couldn't resist.
Before long, her blood was boiling, her body trembling and twisting with his movements.
"Oh...I feel so sad!"
she murmured, her eyes watery as she gazed at Ziwen's handsome face, waiting for his rescue.
He suppressed a laugh, feigning indifference, and said, "If you feel physically uncomfortable, I can rub it for you. But
what can I do if you feel sad inside? Just bear with it! It'll be alright in a bit."
Little Li was now trembling as if she had a fever, her vulva overflowing with fluids,
as if a thousand ants were crawling inside.
The stimulation caused her to involuntarily rub her buttocks, which were covered in her juices, hard against the bed a few times. She turned around
and hugged him tightly, pleading in a trembling voice, "Good brother Wen, you know your sister can't take teasing. Please stop teasing
me, dear brother! Please save me! I... I'm going to die, um..."
By the end, she was almost incoherent.
Ziwen, standing beside her, examined the woman who, from head to toe, was tormented by lust, was exactly like an old woman, especially in
this state.
Just as she said, she couldn't withstand the slightest teasing. If one day he could beat these two women together,
how exciting that would be!
Thinking of this, an unnamed heat surged through his body, causing him to flip her over and reach down to probe her tight
, red vulva. A gush of fluid gushed out, soaking his hand completely.
Ziwen hurriedly smeared the vaginal fluid on his penis, parted her labia with his hands, and, with his large cock erect,
circled it twice at the entrance of her wet, inviting vulva.
Xiaoli's face flushed crimson with urgency, her white teeth clenched so tightly they clicked, and she desperately thrust her round buttocks upwards
, making intermittent "mmm, mmm" sounds through her nose.
Gentle and considerate Ziwen, not daring to be too rough with Xiaoli who had just lost her virginity, feared he might hurt her, and so he slowly
, inch by inch, inserted himself deeper.
Only when he was fully inserted, pressing against her clitoris, did Xiaoli gently exhale, wrap her arms tightly around Ziwen's waist
, and lean forward to place her tongue into his mouth.
At the same time, she bent her legs and spread them on the bed, welcoming Ziwen's thrusting motion. With a powerful kick, her plump buttocks
spun around on their own, and the opening of her cervix deep inside her vagina seemed like a small mouth, sucking on Ziwen's glans, giving him an
overwhelming pleasure.
"Li! You're so good!"
"Mmm..."
"No woman with more experience can play like you. You're a natural beauty!"
Suddenly, Li's almond-shaped eyes widened, and she pushed Ziwen away forcefully, sat up, and stared blankly at his
handsome face , panting and unable to speak.
"Li! What's wrong with you! Did I hurt you..."
"Pah! You...you..."
"Li! Darling, what's wrong with you!"
This left Ziwen completely bewildered, like a statue, unable to grasp his own mind. He wanted to hug her and comfort
her , but his hand was slapped back as soon as he reached out.
Ziwen, a pampered young master since childhood, couldn't help but get angry at her unreasonable behavior. He thought, "I
haven't offended you. Even if I have, you shouldn't be throwing a tantrum at a time like this!"
He glared at her with wide eyes, ready to explode at any moment.
"Hmph! You keep calling me 'darling'! How many darlings do you have?! Tell me!"
"I...I didn't!"
"Hmph! You didn't! You're lying to me! For the past few years, I've loved you with all my heart, but you...now you
've tricked me out of everything! Are you satisfied now?!"
"What's wrong with you?!"
"No wonder you've been so cold to me for the past few months. So you've been fooling around with other women. Hmph..."
After months of being neglected, she was filled with resentment and wanted to vent it all at once. Ignoring Ziwen's reaction
, she just lowered her head and cried incessantly.
"Fine, even if I'm a liar, just ignore me from now on! And don't throw your princess tantrums in front of me!"
Ziwen jumped off the bed in anger, bent down to pick up his clothes, and was about to leave the room.
Xiaoli hurriedly jumped off the bed after her, ahead of Ziwen, leaned against the door, her naked body trembling with anger
, and pointed at him, saying, "Hmph! You make it sound so easy, I gave you everything, and you think that's all! Waaah...waaah..."
At the point of her sadness, she couldn't help but cry, her delicate body slowly squatting down, leaning against the door, truly
like a pear blossom with raindrops, looking extremely pitiful.
Even though Ziwen was still angry, seeing this situation softened his heart, and he said softly, "Alright! I'll listen to whatever
you say, whatever you say!"
"Then...then let's get this straight. Just now you said that no woman with more experience is as good as me, which means you must often
mess around with women outside. Otherwise, how would you know what's good and what's bad? Besides, if you were always honest, how could you know
so much? You think you can fool me! Humph!" "My God! Women are really monsters! At such a crucial moment, she can actually understand so much
from a casual remark !" Seeing that he was silent, Xiaoli felt even more heartbroken, and tears streamed down her face. Seeing this, Ziwen dared not tell the truth and hurriedly denied it, saying, "No! No! I swear to you , I absolutely didn't do anything wrong outside." "You're still lying to me! You didn't do anything wrong outside? Humph! Did you do anything wrong at home?!" These words struck a nerve with Ziwen, making him both flustered and anxious. He thought that if he told the whole truth, there would definitely be a huge argument.

" Pack up, don't tell me!" How could she let it go so easily? What should she do? Xiao
Li was relentless. Seeing him standing there dumbfounded, she knew he was pretty much right. She wasn't about to let it go easily. Crying, she said, "Fine! You don't have to tell me then! Anyway, I don't want to live anymore. Go find whoever you want !" Zi Wen knew her personality well and was afraid that it would be like last year, where she threatened to kill herself over a small misunderstanding, causing unrest in both families . He hurriedly said, "Oh! Good Xiao Li, I'm telling you the absolute truth. Please believe me, I really haven't been messing around outside!" "Hmph! Not messing around outside! Are you still at home with your mother..." Although Xiao Li was speaking in anger, she knew that her words were too harsh, so she quickly stopped talking. "Yes! I should have told you this long ago, but I couldn't bring myself to say it. Now that you know... but I assure you , this matter will have absolutely no impact on our love." "Wh...what...you...you..." Xiao Li couldn't believe her ears, and was so shocked that she stood there speechless. "Of course! You may be surprised! But this is absolutely true." "Oh..." "Sigh...Auntie, how could she...and her own child...oh!" Xiao Li nestled lazily in Zi Wen's arms, whispering about Auntie's wanton behavior, sometimes gazing at him shyly with alluring eyes , as if waiting for his answer, but filled with infinite tenderness and affection. "Because she's a woman too. When you reach her age, and I'm not by your side, then... humph..." "Pah! Pah! Pah! I don't want that!" Xiaoli felt incredibly sweet after hearing Ziwen's words, especially the part about "not being by your side." It made her heart flutter, but thinking about that kind of thing, although her heart felt light, she couldn't help but quickly deny it, because she had to save face! "Oh! Now you're so serious. Just now you were acting so lewd, even Mom couldn't compare to you! Hehe..." "Hmm! No more, you always talk about me like that, getting the benefit and then acting innocent. If you weren't so bad, I... I wouldn't have so...!" "What would you have been so...?" Xiaoli was so embarrassed that she tried to snuggle into Ziwen's arms, clinging to him. They argued until dawn before finally falling into a hazy sleep. The crowing of a rooster could be heard in the distance. After finally seeing Xiaoli off, Ziwen breathed a sigh of relief. Looking up at the clock, it was almost three o'clock. The living room was quiet and empty. He lazily yawned, turned to face his mother, and lay down on the sofa, closing his eyes in deep thought. The changes in his life over the past month had been too great, like a beautiful and wonderful dream. Whenever he closed his eyes, all sorts of past events would flood his mind like a surging tide. His petite cousin, biting her cherry lips with her pearly teeth, her brows furrowed, breathlessly enduring his thrusts, and when the pain subsided, she was so greedy for pleasure. She even called out "Big Dick Brother," sometimes ejaculating several times in a row, almost dying, but and sway her hips to match his movements until she ejaculated again. The lewd moans and groans of Xiao Hong's mother were truly stimulating, especially her skillful "inverted candle" technique, which was so adept that it made him lose control and couldn't help but ejaculate. But in his mind, she was nothing more than a machine for releasing lust, devoid of any emotion or attachment , not even comparable to Xiao Yun. Thinking of Xiao Yun, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly. This girl, about his age, was always careless in her actions and not as eloquent as Amin, which was why she couldn't win the favor of the two wives. For the past few years, she had mostly been by his side, always obedient to him . It was truly unforgivable that he had so easily destroyed her precious virginity with his fingers. It was also rare that Xiao Yun not only showed no resentment but also took even better care of him. He would definitely have to "repay" her properly when he had the chance . Her sweet, pretty face, bright, sparkling eyes, and perfectly sculpted, slightly drooping breasts, the soft flesh between her labia majora at the base of her two snow-white thighs covered in downy black hair, and her rosy, rouge-like aunt Ai Yun— she was truly irresistible. Their intimate, sensual interactions, each time, left him feeling blissfully light, almost like he was ascending to heaven, an indescribable bliss. If he were to marry such a beautiful woman and have such a wonderful mother-in-law, ha… Thinking of this, a sweet smile spread across his handsome face, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud. The charming Xiao Li was what captivated Ziwen the most. Not only was she beautiful from head to toe, but what was most remarkable was that this pampered young lady always acted according to his will throughout the entire sexual encounter, her movements perfectly synchronized, especially her uniquely maddeningly charming naiveté, something no ordinary person could match. "Beautiful" is probably the word reserved for middle-aged women. Smooth, flawless skin, without a single blemish, and an alluring curve from head to toe—truly beautiful to the extreme. My love for Xiaoli stems from her striking resemblance to middle-aged women; our two previous encounters were both intoxicating . The only regret is that our relationship is different, preventing us from fully indulging in our passion, thus hindering our mutual enjoyment from reaching its peak. Next time, I must eliminate this obstacle completely, allowing our pleasure to reach even greater heights. Whenever I see my second aunt, Liu Jiao, I can't help but feel a surge of lust. Her fiery figure is like an unattainable piece of swan meat. Although I've wanted to possess her several times, I've never found the right opportunity. The strangest thing is that she never seems like other women, constantly frowning and sighing I even thought she was having an affair! But... haha, it turns out she's been using that fake penis all along. Suddenly, Ziwen sat up abruptly, remembering that the dildo was still on the floor. If he didn't return it quickly , his second aunt's wrath would severely impact his future aspirations. So he hurriedly rushed to her bedroom. *** "Amin, what are you doing?" "Ah! Young...Young Master!" He was squatting on the floor, his left hand tightly gripping the dildo, his right hand constantly flipping through several pornographic photos.

When Ziwen asked Amin, her heart pounded wildly, almost leaping out of her mouth. She was both ashamed and anxious, blaming herself
for being so oblivious as to not even notice the young master entering the room.
Even with her thick skin, Amin was still a virgin! In this situation, her pretty face flushed crimson.
She wanted to rush out of the room, but her legs, stimulated by the fire of desire, were weak and
limp , unable to move an inch. She stood there helplessly, as if awaiting Ziwen's judgment, her rosy lips
slightly parted, the situation extremely awkward.
Ziwen wasn't a fool. Seeing this graceful, eighteen- or nineteen-year-old girl, mature like a ripe apple, standing there as if
bewitched, he already knew what was going on. He closed the door behind him and slowly stepped forward,
carefully examining her from head to toe.
Amin, usually as eloquent as a lark, was now speechless. Under Ziwen's intense gaze, she felt even more uncomfortable
.
A simple, narrow dress tightly hugged her breasts, which rose and fell with her heavy breathing.
The wide, knee-length skirt swayed in the breeze streaming through the window, occasionally
revealing glimpses of her long, shapely legs and the slightly protruding contours of her thighs—utterly alluring.
Ziwen reached out and pulled Amin's hands, which were behind her back, away, and chuckled.
Amin's hands were still tightly gripping the dildo. His laughter only intensified her shame; she quickly released it
, tossed it to the ground, and threw herself into Ziwen's arms, clinging to him tightly.
"You...you're so bad!"
"Ha! That's so unreasonable! You can't bear to let go, but you say you're afraid people will laugh?"
"Hmph! You're the one who can't bear to let go! A grown man like you, with this kind of thing in the house! So embarrassing!"
"What's embarrassing about it? We prepared it!"
Saying that, he lifted her pink face with his hand and chuckled mysteriously, "How about I let you try it out, young master?"
"Pah! I don't want it! I'll save it for Miss Biao! Miss Min! And those few slutty girls like Xiaoyun
!"
"How do you know they're slutty?"
"Hmph! You think I don't know? Every time they make those desperate, wanton noises! I...I'm so annoyed
! Especially that slut Xiaoyun, she's always calling me 'young master' in her dreams!"
"Even if they're all sluts! What about you? Let me see."
As she spoke, Ziwen had already gently lifted her wide skirt from behind,
slipping his hand inside her panties' elastic waistband.
Slippery, full, round buttocks, with a captivating elasticity unique to virgins, her anus already
overflowing with vaginal fluid, hot and sticky to the touch.
The silk panties, almost as if recently soaked in water and never dried, clung wetly to her body
.
His fingers slid forward, and the passionate Amin automatically parted her legs, tightly embracing Ziwen's neck,
arching her body upwards to allow his fingers to easily reach her vulva.
Ziwen held her slender waist tightly with one hand, his fingers sliding forward without hindrance to the entrance, feeling the hot
, moist vagina overflowing with vaginal fluid.
A patch of soft pubic hair, stained with vaginal fluid, clung haphazardly to
the edge of her vulva like rice paddies after a typhoon.
Suddenly, his middle finger slid inside. Amin, in his arms, trembled as if electrocuted. With each slid of his finger,
she writhed and twisted, her breath coming in short gasps as she whispered in Ziwen's ear, "Young Master… I… I feel
so awful!"
Ziwen, with his rich experience, knew she was now overflowing with lust, burning with desire, and unable to control herself. But he
pretended not to notice and continued teasing her, saying, "What should we do? Should we call a doctor?"
"Good Young Master… please… please stop teasing me, I… I feel so awful!"
"Hmm! So you're a slut too! That's easy to solve. I'll use that dildo to give you a good thrashing."
Amin moaned lasciviously, her body twisting violently. Ziwen, caught off guard, and the two rolled onto the ground.
In no time, Ziwen had skillfully stripped Amin completely naked.
Consumed by lust and no longer caring about shame, Amin curled up gently on the ground like a lamb, awaiting Ziwen
's domination.
His fingers lightly kneaded her two purple grape-like nipples, teasing her into moaning sounds. Occasionally, he would tug hard, causing
Amin to tremble.
Her vaginal fluids flowed onto the smooth floor, rubbing against her buttocks with a squeaking sound, further arousing Ziwen's lust.
A half-foot-long dildo lay horizontally on the ground, facing Amin's vulva. Ziwen couldn't help but chuckle.
He thought to himself that these two girls' fates were exactly the same. Xiaoyun had been deflowered by fingers, and Amin before him could have
truly experienced ecstasy. However, since she and Xiaoyun were of the same status, how could he favor one over the other? He could only use this fake one
to open her up first.
Thinking of this, he grabbed the fake penis and gently wiped it on Amin's pink face, saying, "Amin!
You're still a virgin, right?"
"Yes!"
"Then young master will use it to deflower you!"
Amin couldn't hold back any longer. Her alluring eyes greedily stared at the thick, long thing. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly,
as if she was afraid of being overwhelmed, but she still nodded slightly, shyly closing her eyes. Her two jade legs below slowly
opened.
Ziwen turned around and knelt between Amin's legs. With his left hand, he spread apart Amin's labia majora, which were already covered in lustful fluid. With his right hand,
he tightly gripped the fake penis, aimed it at the entrance, and thrust it in!
"Ouch! Young Master...be gentle! It hurts so much..."
Ziwen, now aroused and surging with desire, unleashed his full force, ignoring her pain and
forcefully thrusting the object inside. Amin screamed in agony, tears streaming down her face, her mouth agape
, barely able to speak.
Her narrow vulva was swollen to the brim, her juices overflowing like a fountain. With each thrust of the dildo, the
tightness of her vagina caused the surrounding flesh to fold back and forth.
Amin bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes clenched shut, beads of sweat mingling with tears,
her face a mask of pain.
Looking at her tear-streaked face, Ziwen felt a sudden pang of pity and quickly stopped, softly asking, "Amin, does it hurt a lot?"
"Oh! You...you don't need to worry about me! I can still hold on!"
Sure enough, after a few strokes, a stream of bright red blood flowed from the four sides of her vulva.
Amin's body was no longer as tense as before. Gradually, her slender waist couldn't help but twist, and her round buttocks swayed in response to
Ziwen's movements. Occasionally, a few soft moans escaped from her mouth and nose, which were even more enchanting to hear.
"Is it okay now?"
"Yes!"
Ziwen knew that it was alright and was overjoyed. He immediately used both hands to thrust rapidly.
"Ugh...ugh...gently...slowly...young master...ugh..."
After about a hundred strokes, an incomparable pleasure spread throughout Amin's entire body. She gritted her teeth and desperately
threw her pink buttocks upwards, her movements becoming faster and faster. Ziwen's hands also quickened their pace.
"Oh! Faster...faster...I want...ugh..."
Suddenly, Amin convulsed, her straight body relaxed, and she lay limply on the ground.
Ziwen knew she had already climaxed, so he gently pulled the thing out. With a "plop," a stream of pinkish-red vaginal fluid
spurted out with the dildo, flowing all over the ground.
"Amin! It tasted good, didn't it!"
"Mmm! Young master, you're so naughty!"
Amin shyly turned her body around and lay face down on the ground.
Ziwen chuckled again at the sight. It turned out that Amin's snow-white, round buttocks were covered with a patch of almost purple
muddy water, making her look like a funny face.
"I didn't expect that after all my effort, I wouldn't even get a 'good'. Sigh!"
"Well... well, who told you to use that...that
thing to tease me like that!" Afterwards, Amin complained about Ziwen not using the real thing. She turned around, gave him a resentful look
, and scolded him.
"Oh dear! Why are you blaming me now? You're the one who gave it to me!"
"Pah! Why would I let you use that... this thing!"
"Hmph! You change your mind so quickly! Just now I said I'd use that thing to deflower you, and you nodded like a chicken pecking at rice
. Now you're denying it!"
"Well... well... who asked me to ask you at that time?"
"What's the difference at that time?"
"Pah! I'm not doing it."
This slut actually started to act coquettishly towards Ziwen, rolling into his arms and chattering incessantly.
Ziwen was both amused and exasperated, thinking that it was no wonder she was like this. What girl would want to be deflowered with that kind of dildo? He really should
n't have said anything about favoritism. If he hadn't said anything, who would have known? Sigh! He should try to comfort her!
"Alright! Stop arguing! Actually, the reason I used that thing to play with you just now was because I love you, so how can you blame me?"
"Pah! Don't try to sell me anything! Who would believe your nonsense!"
Ziwen laughed, pulled her hand over, and placed it on his erect penis, which startled Amin so much that she exclaimed
"Ah!" and stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
"Hehe! With something this big, you probably won't be able to handle it the first time!"
Hearing this, Amin felt both sweet and ashamed, secretly blaming herself for misunderstanding him. To express her apology, the clever
Amin glanced sideways at the erotic photos scattered on the ground and pulled Ziwen's penis out of his pants.
At the tip of the large, purplish-red glans, glistening, sticky fluid oozed from a small mouth, making Amin's heart itch.
Her pretty face flushed, she glanced at Ziwen's face, then bent down and reluctantly shoved the enormous glans into her mouth,
sucking it .
Amin had a naturally small mouth, and the glans inside gave her a unique pleasure, a sweet and itchy sensation that was incomparable to anything else.
Ziwen also grabbed her buttocks, which resembled a grotesque face, and occasionally teased her vulva with his fingers.
A tremor ran through her as Ziwen forcefully straightened his legs. Amin knew their climax was approaching and sucked even harder. Suddenly,
a stream of hot fluid shot from the tip of the glans, which Amin quickly swallowed. Ziwen lay limply on the ground.

"Ten days at home are good, but going out is always difficult. Ah! It's still more comfortable at home,"
said Liu Jiao, the second aunt, as she returned from Keelung, leaning back in her chair as if remarking with a touch of melancholy.
Standing beside her, Amin held a cup of hot tea and gently placed it on the tea table next to Liu Jiao's chair.
"Second Madam, please have some tea. Why haven't First Madam and Xiaoyun returned yet?"
"Hmm! Sister is always like that, staying home and not wanting to go out, and going out and not wanting to come back. I'm afraid she'll be gone for a few more days!
Where's Wen'er?"
"Young Master went to sleep long ago."
"He probably played ball all day, sigh! That child."
"Second Madam, I... I'll go prepare your bathwater."
Hearing Second Madam say that Young Master had probably played ball all day, Amin almost laughed out loud. She forced a smile and made an excuse to run out.
"Amin! Amin!"
The usually gentle and calm Amin seemed a little out of character today, pacing around the room with a look of anxiety on her face.
Amin waited for her instructions with suspicion. When she met her rarely seen stern gaze, she couldn't help but panic and almost lost control, her heart pounding wildly.
"Oh, could it be..." Her stomach rumbled inwardly.
"Amin! Have you been to my room?"
"No! Did you lose something?" "
That's strange! I clearly put it there, how come... Ugh! Go back!"
After Amin left, Liu Jiao became even more uneasy, thinking that if...
"If Wen'er finds out, how embarrassing will it be!"
Thinking of her eldest son made her heart flutter. Not only was he extremely handsome, but what was most remarkable was his strong physique.
She remembered once seeing him playing in the swimming pool with Meimei, his erection standing tall, stretching his narrow shorts like an umbrella, making her flustered and almost embarrassed on the spot. She
hurriedly went back to her room and used that dildo for an hour or so to suppress her desire. From then on, she always made excuses to go out often, fearing that she would lose control and make a fool of herself if she saw him.
But this brat seems to be working against me, especially these past few days. Whenever he sees me, he always grins and stares at my sexy parts with his captivating eyes.
Hmm! Could he really be eyeing me...?
But what would he do with that thing?!
This brat! He's such a troublemaker! That's my precious thing that I can't live without!
As if bewitched, Liu Jiao subconsciously tidied her long, beautiful hair in front of the mirror and quietly walked towards Ziwen's room.
Ah! The light was on in the bedroom. Was he still awake?
Liu Jiao stood at the door, hesitated for a moment, and finally gently knocked twice.
After a long time, there was still no response. She thought he was probably asleep. She turned the handle and the door opened easily.
Liu Jiao went into the room and saw her treasures and photos scattered messily on the floor. Wen'er was lying on the bed, completely naked, his arms and legs spread wide.
His long, thick penis stood erect like a red flagpole, ready to jump out of her mouth. Her heart pounded with excitement.
My God! How could anyone bear such a big thing!
Ah! No wonder Mei Mei was sick a few days ago. Even after arriving in Keelung, she kept complaining of backaches. So that's what happened!
If that guy were to... had sex with me, I would be so happy.
The thought of that incident stirred a surge of lust in Liu Jiao's heart, leaving her dazed and speechless, her juices flowing freely.
On the bed, Ziwen shifted his body slightly, his large, purplish-red penis trembling as if in a polite greeting.
Liu Jiao's legs ached at the sight, and she nearly collapsed to the floor.
Her large, watery eyes were fixed intently on that exceptionally large penis, like a child eyeing candy at a food stall, her mouth watering uncontrollably.
Several times she felt an urge to throw herself at her son, but she gritted her teeth and restrained herself.
For over a decade, under Hua Mei's strict supervision, she had long lost the impulsiveness of her youth. Although she was now in her prime, often consumed by desire, she always waited until the dead of night to release her pent-up desire on the dildo her considerate husband had brought her from abroad.
Who would have thought that this beautiful, elegant, and impeccably groomed noblewoman was suffering?
A soft sigh released much of her pent-up bitterness.
Helpless, she quietly moved closer to where the dildo was, intending to bend down and pick it up to return to her room for further consideration.
Unexpectedly, due to the excessive flow of her vaginal fluid, her legs were weak and she couldn't hold on any longer. Suddenly, with a "thud!" she collapsed to the ground.
Ziwen, who was fast asleep, awoke with a start. He stared sleepily at Liu Jiao sitting on the ground. When he realized it was his second mother, whom he had been thinking about in his sleep, he was overjoyed and almost jumped for joy.
Liu Jiao sat in front of the dildo, her pink nylon pajama bottoms soaking wet, and her infinitely beautiful expression made it clear to the clever Ziwen what was going on.
However, due to their different relationship, he dared not be presumptuous. Instead, he deliberately feigned panic and approached her, asking softly with concern, "Second Aunt! Are you ill?"
Even with her usual composure, Liu Jiao felt both ashamed and anxious at being so embarrassed in front of her eldest son. Her face was lowered, and her heart pounded like a deer in her chest.
Seeing Ziwen approach and ask, she couldn't remain silent. She forced herself to remain calm, intending to offer a few casual words before rushing out of the room.
But, to her dismay, she looked up and, by sheer coincidence, her face, as red as a pomegranate, was directly facing Ziwen's hot, red, and shiny glans.
Her heart felt like it was being burned. She quickly looked away, but the semen flowing from his mouth clung to her face like a spiderweb, forming a long, silvery thread.
Liu Jiao had never experienced such stimulation before; her long-burning desire exploded like a bomb.
She could no longer restrain herself, burying her face in Ziwen's strong thighs and clinging to him tightly, abandoning all reason, morality, and Huamei's admonitions.
Ziwen gently stroked his stepmother's hair, slowly lifting her pretty face. His
erect penis, as hard as iron, pressed against Liu Jiao's cherry lips. The hot atmosphere stimulated it, causing it to twitch twice before touching her lips.
This made her moan softly, her body convulsing, her eyes narrowing to slits as she gazed at Ziwen's handsome face.
After a long while, Ziwen slowly bent down, lifted Liu Jiao, and gently placed her on the bed.
Liu Jiao, fresh from her bath, wasn't even wearing panties. When Ziwen removed her pink pajamas, her jade-like body, as smooth as mutton fat, lay before him.
A pair of pink breasts, like two small mountains, rose high. At the end of her slender waist and long, jade-like legs, amidst a patch of glossy black pubic hair, a stream of lustful fluid flowed from her fiery red vulva. Her two large labia, like the mouth of a greedy baby, trembled incessantly.
Ziwen, with his growing experience, knew that his second mother, in the prime of her life, was not comparable to the likes of Meimei and Xiaoli. To achieve the best effect, he must first arouse her true feelings through caresses, making her passion boil uncontrollably before making the final thrust.
So, he pressed his handsome face against Liu Jiao's soft breasts, kissing and rubbing them, while slowly parting her legs with his hands. His fingers gently circled and teased her overflowing vulva.
Little did anyone know that Liu Jiao's lust had reached its peak, and she was no match for his teasing. In no time, she was panting heavily, moaning, and pleading in a seductive voice, "Hmm... Wen'er... good... good Wen'er... Mom... Mom can't take it anymore... Hmm... it's so painful... Don't tease Mom... hurry... um... Mom begs you..."
Hearing his second mother's moans, Ziwen smiled triumphantly, lifted his hand, which was covered in her juices, and pounced on her like a hungry tiger, kissing her wildly from her neck, shoulders, and breasts to her nipples, sucking on them as he went.
"Wen'er... Mom... Mom wants you... um..."
Liu Jiao couldn't help but urge him incoherently.
Seeing that she had become so wanton, Ziwen dared not tease her any further, fearing that his second mother might lose control and ejaculate first, which would spoil the fun.
He quickly stood up, squatted between his second aunt's wide-open legs, and lifted his seven-inch-long penis, rubbing the glans against her wet, slippery labia a couple of times.
Liu Jiao was already extremely nervous, and this rubbing made her tremble uncontrollably, her whole body aching and numb. She was so distressed she almost cried out, sobbing, "Good Wen'er! Save Mom! Don't... um..."
Seeing her utterly wanton expression, Ziwen could no longer restrain himself. He thrust his hips forward violently, and a "whoosh" sound was heard.
At the same time, Liu Jiao cried out, "Ouch!" His long penis was fully inserted, the glans hitting her clitoris.
This caused Liu Jiao to tremble, desperately lifting her buttocks upwards, moaning wildly.
Mischievous Ziwen tapped the tip of his penis against Liu Jiao's clitoris a few times before abruptly withdrawing it. She, in a panic, stretched out her arms and hugged him tightly, looking at him pitifully, her small mouth moving but unable to speak, tears streaming down her face.
"Good Second Aunt! Don't cry, Wen'er won't tease you anymore."
Ziwen dared not joke again, and thrust his penis back into her opening, bending down to hold his second aunt's body tightly, pumping wildly.
Liu Jiao's buttocks swayed, rising and falling in rhythm with his movements, her juices flowing like a burst dam, from her buttocks all the way to the sheets.
"Oh! So...so good...good Wen'er...you...you really know how to play...Mom is being...fucked so...so good...uh...oh...hum..."
Her wanton cries grew louder and louder, the sound of her juices increasing.
"Mom! Your...your juices are so...so much..."
"Ugh... Hmph... It's all your fault... You've made Mom... so horny... Hmph..."
"Mom! How are you?"
Liu Jiao even changed the formal "you" to "you," becoming even more wanton, repeatedly saying, "Beautiful... beautiful... Mom is so happy being fucked by you."
At this moment, Liu Jiao's almond eyes were slightly closed, displaying a variety of wanton postures, especially her large buttocks, which swayed desperately, extremely arousing.
"Mom! You are so beautiful!"
"Ugh! Don't... don't take advantage of Mom... Mom... must look... so ugly right now... Hmph..."
Suddenly, Liu Jiao's movements became more intense, no longer cooperating with Ziwen's actions as before. Her hands tightly hugged Ziwen's buttocks, her large buttocks thrusting upwards desperately, and her moans became even louder.
"Oh... Wen'er, hurry... thrust harder... Mom's going to die... hmph..."
"Mom! You... you're going to come."
"Mmm! Hurry... Mom... is going to lose it... ah! Hurry... hurry..."
Ziwen's movements quickened, shallow and deep, turning and stirring, thrusting obliquely and straight, making Liu Jiao spin all over the bed, feeling like she was dying of pleasure.
Suddenly, her body trembled, her teeth clenched, and a hot stream gushed from her cervix, but Ziwen continued to thrust relentlessly.
Liu Jiao beneath him groaned weakly, her beautiful hair scattered messily on the pillow, her head swaying from side to side, her posture extremely disheveled.
After a while, she seemed to be aroused by Ziwen's movements again, her plump buttocks and slender waist twisting and turning in rhythm with the thrusting.
"Mom! You're being horny again."
"Hmm! Hmph...you little devil...it's all your fault...uh...hmph..."
For a full hour, Liu Jiao had released countless streams of fluid, climaxing four times already.
Suddenly, Ziwen felt a tingling, numbing sensation down his spine, an overwhelming pleasure coursing through his body. He thrust and pounded relentlessly, his glans penetrating her core with each stroke, a stream of hot, thick semen shooting straight into her cervix.
A mixture of tingling, numbness, soreness, itching, and burning sensations overwhelmed Liu Jiao, causing her to writhe wildly, climaxing a fifth time as well.
"Second Mom! You look even better when you're being horny! Hehe!"
"Pah! You little devil, you're asking for it! You've ruined
my life!" "You've made you writhe all over the bed like you're dying!"
"Pah! If you say that again, I won't talk to you anymore!"
Liu Jiao deliberately pouted, feigning anger, her posture incredibly alluring. Ziwen was captivated, pulling her close and holding her tightly in his arms.
Liu Jiao nestled against his firm chest, reminiscing about the pleasure of their lovemaking.
Suddenly, Ziwen chuckled. Liu Jiao asked curiously, "What are you laughing at now?" "
Second Aunt! How many times did you climax just now?" "
I don't know! I can't remember!"
How could she possibly say something like that?
But Ziwen persisted, insisting she tell him.
"Alright, my little darling! I came five times, is that enough?"
"Hmm! No wonder! Look, the whole sheet is covered in your juices."
Liu Jiao turned around and blushed. She hadn't expected to be so wanton today, especially in front of her son, whom she considered her son. To prevent the juices from soaking the bed, she quickly got up, grabbed a large towel from the bedside, knelt before Ziwen, and carefully wiped herself.
Her snow-white, plump, and round buttocks were positioned just a foot in front of Ziwen's face, giving him a clear view.
Undeniably, among all the women he had ever been with, his second aunt's buttocks were the most perfect, Ziwen thought.
"Second Aunt! Your buttocks are so beautiful."
"Hmm! Look all you want, I've given you everything anyway."
Ziwen's hand followed his gaze, gently caressing her, occasionally reaching down to grope her rosy vulva, causing Liu Jiao to tremble. She turned back, saying coquettishly, "Wen'er! Mom's doing something! Don't mess around. Once I'm done, whatever you want, Mom'll do it your way. Be good, Mom likes you!"
But despite her words, Ziwen continued his actions, his hands still clumsy, teasing her relentlessly.
The passionate Liu Jiao, teased by him, had her recently subsided desire reignited. She had no mind for anything else, burying her face in her son's arms, thrusting her tender tongue into his mouth, kissing him passionately.
"Mom! You're thinking about it again!"
Zi whispered in her ear.
"Mmm!" Zi hugged Ziwen tightly, rubbing her body against him to relieve the itch.
Occasionally, her vulva touched his erect penis, sending a shiver down her spine, and Ziwen was covered in wetness.
"Mom! I always feel like you're wetter than them!"
"Mmm! Who are they?"
"Meimei, Xiaoyun, and Amin, who was deflowered today with your fake penis, hee hee!"
"Oh! You're so naughty! She's a young lady, of course she's not as wet as Mom!"
"Then Aunt Aiyun isn't as wet as you, and Auntie..."
"Oh!...What? You've played with them all!"
"Mmm!" Ziwen replied smugly.
"How strange! You let your eldest sister play with you too? I don't believe it!"
"Really! If you don't believe me, I'll swear to you."
"No! No! No! I believe you!" The charming second aunt couldn't bear to let her darling swear, so she quickly covered his mouth with her hand, secretly pleased. The reason she didn't dare to do anything reckless was because she was afraid of being scolded by her eldest sister, Hua Mei.
Now that she knew that she had also gone into the sea, what was there to be afraid of? She was so happy that she hugged Ziwen even tighter, and kissed his handsome face repeatedly.
"Second aunt! I really want to dry your wetness."
"Hmph! Then...then hurry up and dry it!"
"Hehe! What do you mean?"
"Hmm! Come and dry Second aunt's little hole!" She said, twisting and turning on Ziwen's body with lust.
"Mom! Can we try something different?"
"I've given you everything! I'll do whatever you want! Hmm!"
"I want you to stick your ass up high so I can fuck your pussy from behind!"
"Hmm!..."
Ziwen pushed Liu Jiao onto the bed, then leaned over and pressed down on her, making her kneel with her big, white buttocks sticking up.
Ziwen admired her carefully, loving her more and more. He stroked her tenderly for a while before lifting his thick penis. He gently tapped the head of his penis on her plump, white buttocks a few times. Liu Jiao turned her head and said shyly, "Good Wen'er! Please don't put it in the wrong place!"
Ziwen responded casually, using his fingers to separate her vulva below her anus, revealing a bright red and tender little hole. He thrust his penis in and then continued to thrust in and out.
His hands pressed tightly against her two smooth, round buttocks, he tilted his head to admire Liu Jiao's charming and seductive demeanor. Her large, watery eyes glared at him, radiating a powerful, alluring flame.
Occasionally, he would thrust particularly hard, and she would respond with a seductive smile, driving Ziwen wild with desire, prompting him to thrust even harder.
Sometimes, the sounds of her vaginal fluids sloshing against her genitals, accompanied by the thud of her penis, would evoke arousal in Ziwen.
Sometimes, in his frustration, Ziwen would pinch her large, white buttocks hard, leaving a purple mark on her jade-like skin.
Strangely, this unpredictable woman, Liu Jiao, not only didn't blame him, but would instead elicit several extremely lewd and indistinct moans in return.
Who would have thought she was the noble, dignified, beautiful, and generous second wife of the Ke family!
Alas! Women are truly unpredictable monsters!

These past few days, the beautiful second wife of the Ke family, Liu Jiao, had been spending her days and nights with her beloved son, Ziwen. The clever and understanding maid, Amin, moved between the mother and son, adding even more spice to their relationship.
Sometimes, the mischievous Ziwen would come up with many tricky schemes, leaving his second wife, Liu Jiao, both ashamed and embarrassed, with no choice but to reluctantly comply.
However, before long, even newer and stranger gadgets were invented and put on the market by him, leaving her both amused and exasperated, unable to bear discarding them yet ashamed to keep them, feeling quite conflicted. She
remembered a few days ago, Ziwen had come home early from school and, as soon as he entered, dragged Liu Jiao along, insisting she go swimming in the garden.
The weather was incredibly hot; although it was late summer and early autumn, the sun still blazed down relentlessly.
Liu Jiao had been cooped up at home all day and really wanted some exercise, so she half-heartedly agreed. She was just about to go back to her room to change into her swimsuit when Ziwen impatiently pulled her outside.
"Hey! Wen'er, Mom isn't wearing her swimsuit yet!"
"Forget it! There's no one else at home anyway, isn't it better to be naked?"
Amin, who was beside her, although she had become accustomed to the second wife and young master's intimate behavior these past few days, couldn't help but chuckle.
Running and running to the poolside, the delicate Liu Jiao, still breathless, was quickly stripped naked by Ziwen.
He also took off his clothes, reaching out to hug his second aunt tightly, showering her with kisses.
"Oh! This child, Mom's... you're kissing me to death! Quick... quick, let go so Mom can catch her breath!"
"Mom's the same! When I hug you, I feel like I'm suffocating! But when I ignore you, you're all all sweet and clingy, clinging to me, so fickle!"
"Pah! You brat! Back then... back then..."
Liu Jiao couldn't bring herself to say it, so she simply rushed into Ziwen's arms, "Splash!" and they both fell into the pool.
The two continued to tease each other, stirring up a splash in the calm blue water, the still waves hitting the tiles on the poolside with a "shh! shh!" sound.
"Good Wen'er! Ouch! Gulp!..."
"Haha...Why does Mom like drinking sparkling water?"
"Pah! You'd be happy if you drowned Mom, wouldn't you?"
"Mom, don't be angry, I'll let you drink some water, okay?"
Another burst of laughter followed. The charming woman was being teased by her mischievous eldest son, bending over with her slender waist, her buttocks twisting desperately to avoid his playful fingers.
This wasn't swimming! It was practically "Mandarin Ducks Playing in the Water"! When Liu Jiao struggled to climb ashore, she was already so teased that she was panting and sore, unable to stand.
The deep blue tiles by the pool were scorching hot from the sun. Liu Jiao lay sprawled on them, not feeling hot at all, but rather feeling a sense of comfort, because the temperature of her heart fire was much higher than the tiles!
Ziwen cleverly lay on top of her, kissing her two hot cherry lips, his fingers kneading her high breasts.
Liu Jiao, who had never given birth, had large, hard breasts. His kneading and pinching aroused her intense lust, making her breath quicken.
Ziwen's fingers continued to move downwards, gently stroking her wet pubic hair, occasionally pausing at her clitoris, slowly rotating.
"Ah...good Wen'er...darling...Mommy wants you..."
"Second Mommy! Are you comfortable?"
"Ugh! It's so uncomfortable! Darling, good Wen'er! Quick...quickly insert it into Mommy's little hole!" Only
when his second mother pleaded lustfully did he smile and lift his penis, inserting it into her vagina. Several days of intercourse had given him complete understanding of his second mother; he knew that this woman, once her lust was aroused, would cry out, "Ah...darling...ah..." Before Ziwen could launch
his attack, Liu Jiao had already taken the initiative, twisting her waist and thrusting her hips upwards with all her might.
Ziwen, quick-witted, hugged his second aunt's slender waist tightly, rolled to the left, and flipped over, assuming an "upside-down" position.
Liu Jiao let out a soft "Mmm!" At first, she clung to him, but eventually, consumed by desire, she recklessly thrust her plump, white buttocks downwards, pressing and swaying.
The perceptive Amin, seeing the two making love in the sun, worried about tanning the second aunt's fair skin, quietly held up a canvas umbrella for them.
"Amin, come help Second Aunt massage her buttocks!"
Ziwen teased, seeing Amin blush and turn to leave.
"Pah! No way! I'm not Chunmei!"
she said, and ran away like a wisp of smoke.
Liu Jiao, embarrassed, clung to Ziwen, her breasts pounding nervously.
"Look! It's all your fault! Amin compared Mom to the lewd Pan Jinlian!"
Another burst of Ziwen's smug laughter followed.
***
That day, Liu Jiao, having nothing to do, sat in the living room, anxiously waiting for Ziwen to come home from school.
She kept glancing at the clock, her expression uneasy.
The clever Amin, seeing this, understood perfectly well what was going on.
"Second Madam! Don't worry! I'll be back soon! Hehe!"
"Pah! You little devil, are you being horny? When the young master comes back, I'll make him give you a good hard time!"
"Oh dear! Second Madam! I can't compare to you. I went swimming with the young master yesterday, and ended up swimming back to shore! Look at how horny you are! Hehe!"
"You little devil! I'll pinch you!"
Liu Jiao chased after her, and Amin dodged while giggling, "Second Madam's breaststroke is really skillful, so beautiful! Hehe!"
Liu Jiao had long legs and caught Amin in a few steps, pinching her buttocks relentlessly. Just as the two were wrestling, Ziwen heard the noise and rushed into the living room.
"What! Second Aunt can't wait any longer, she's itching to get rid of Amin."
"Bullshit! Amin can't wait! She's waiting for you to fuck her!"
"Haha! Second Aunt, you're so generous today!"
"Pah! What generous or not, you better teach this slut a lesson and vent your anger!" "
Then... what about you?"
"I don't want to! I don't want to!"
"Alright, don't beg me later!"
With that, he pulled Amin into his arms and said, "Come here! Amin, Second Aunt said you can't wait any longer, let the young master quench your thirst!"
"Ugh! I... I don't want to... Hmph..."
Although she spoke toughly, her body was already limp and lying on Ziwen's body.
Ziwen took off her clothes one by one and gently placed her on the carpet. The soft carpet stimulated her tender skin, making it unbearably itchy.
Ziwen leaned in and sucked hard on her nipple.
"Ah...Young Master...it hurts so much!"
She writhed nervously, her breathing becoming rapid. Ziwen's penis was already hard and erect. He grabbed Amin's hand and made her hold it.
Amin glanced sideways and was almost startled. She thought it was even bigger than the dildo that had deflowered her. She was both scared and excited.
"Young Master! You...you have to take it slow! My...my little hole is too small, I'm afraid it can't take it!"
"Oh! Why are you begging for mercy now! Isn't it a bit early? Hehe."
Liu Jiao, who was watching the battle, teased with a smile.
Ziwen looked back and saw his second aunt's expression. He couldn't help but laugh. He thought to himself, "You're so relaxed now. I'll teach you a lesson later." He ignored her and leaned over Amin. He used his fingers to separate her labia and aimed his large glans at her narrow vulva, trying to insert it.
Before he had even inserted half of it, Amin felt a splitting pain in her vagina and cried out in a trembling voice, "Ah! Slower! Ah...it hurts...it hurts so much! Ouch...be gentle..."
Ziwen considerately and slowly used half of his penis to thrust in and out of her small opening, gently pinching her hardened nipples with both hands, hoping to increase her arousal.
"Oh! So gentle! You truly deserve to be called a great lover!"
Women are often narrow-minded, and seeing Ziwen's considerate treatment of Amin, she felt a little jealous.
Ziwen snorted, thinking, "Just wait and see!" "Ugh
! Hmph..." Amin beneath him, after Ziwen's teasing, had produced a lot of vaginal fluid, and her vagina felt much more slippery. She really wanted him to thrust harder.
However, with the second wife present, it was inconvenient to ask him directly. She could only stare at him with her two watery, seductive eyes and let out a couple of lewd moans.
Ziwen felt that Amin not only had a small mouth, but her vulva was also quite tight. His entire penis was tightly wrapped by her two large labia, which felt indescribably comfortable.
Hearing her moans, he knew that her sexual desire had been aroused, and he could no longer restrain himself. So, regardless of whether she was in pain, he began to thrust wildly.
"Ah...ouch...ouch...uh..."
The moans sounded like pain, but also like pleasure.
"ouch...young master, you...you use more force! I...it's so itchy inside!"
Liu Jiao chuckled beside him, her vaginal fluids flowing out uncontrollably.
"Oh! Young master is so...good...I feel so good...ah...hum...um..."
Ziwen thrust even more vigorously, and suddenly, he squatted down and lifted her two constantly stretching pink legs, placing them on his shoulders, his penis making "sizzle! sizzle!" sounds as he thrust in and out.
Amin became even more wanton, twisting her waist and thrusting her hips wildly, her moans becoming indistinct.
Liu Jiao's large eyes were fixed intently on the point where yin and yang met, her face tense, like a greedy cat eyeing a fish hanging on the wall.
She breathed heavily, her face taut, and like a thief, pulled her tight-fitting cheongsam down to her waist. Her hand gently and slowly slipped inside her wet panties, her fingers constantly probing her clitoris and vaginal opening.
"Ah... I can't hold back anymore, I'm going to cum... mmm... so beautiful... mmm..."
Her vaginal walls contracted even tighter, and Ziwen felt an unparalleled pleasure in his penis, then thrust wildly.
A gush of hot, thick vaginal fluid spurted from Amin's small cervix, scalding Ziwen and sending his hot semen deep into her womb.
Suddenly, a few moans came from behind. The two, who had just ejaculated, turned around in surprise, almost bursting into laughter.
Ziwen whispered a few instructions to Amin, and the two of them slowly got up. Quietly, they found a scout rope in the closet and walked over to Liu Jiao. She was still oblivious, frantically rummaging through her panties.
Ziwen grabbed Liu Jiao and quickly bound her tightly to a single sofa chair. Her hands were tied behind her back, and her legs were tightly bound to the chair legs, making her legs spread wide.
"Hey! Kid, untie me! What are you doing?"
Ziwen winked at Amin. Amin blushed, smiled shyly, and nodded slightly. She unbuttoned Liu Jiao's clothes, revealing two snow-white breasts.
Amin's small hands began to gently caress them, while Ziwen's hands were also rummaging inside Liu Jiao's panties, completely ignoring her question.
Liu Jiao was acting wildly and wantonly, twisting, swaying, throwing, shouting, and even crying and screaming.
Ziwen and Amin would occasionally laugh at each other, their four hands moving even more intensely. By the time Ziwen stopped, Liu Jiao had already climaxed five or six times. As Liu Jiao
gradually calmed down, she was so ashamed of her wanton behavior that she couldn't lift her head.
Her disheveled long hair hung low, completely revealing her pale face, which was slightly flushed and delicate.
Liu Jiao, who had always taken good care of herself, had been aroused by Ziwen's frivolous teasing for several days. Her lust was like a raging flood, uncontrollable, and her sexual needs grew stronger every day.
Every time Ziwen came home from school, his beautiful stepmother would be waiting anxiously in the living room, her body flushed with desire.
Ziwen, too, couldn't wait to hug his second aunt tightly and offer her heartfelt comfort, hoping to ease her hours of anticipation.
But that day, Ziwen was completely different from usual. He came in and immediately started talking about how boring he was! Instead of lying on the sofa, he launched into a long story about the school basketball game, spitting as he spoke of his triumphs.
Liu Jiao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, feeling extremely uncomfortable. She could only grit her teeth and ignore him.
"Second Aunt! You missed this game, what a regret! It was so beautiful! So beautiful!"
"Wen'er! Is a basketball round or square?"
"Ha! Of course it is... What? You don't even know if a basketball is round or square?"
"..."
"After all that, it's like talking to a brick wall!"
"What! You're actually insulting your second aunt!"
"Second Aunt, don't be angry, I... I was just joking."
These past few days, Ziwen's attitude towards his second aunt had been completely different from before. He was extremely disrespectful, and even changed how he addressed her.
Especially during intimate moments, he would always try every means to make his stepmother look like a monster, sometimes even worse than a prostitute, a completely perverted and sadistic behavior.
Therefore, he spoke very casually. When his stepmother questioned him, although he was resentful, he was forced to apologize due to their relationship.
"Hmph! You should go home early after class every day, but you insist on playing basketball, getting all sweaty! I think I'm just wasting my breath!"
It's no wonder Liu Jiao was angry; she was like a baby now, needing to nurse. Of course, her anger wasn't about a few words, but about the fact that it was time to nurse!
"Yes! Yes! You're right! I'm such a big idiot! I'm such a big idiot! Hehe."
Ziwen wasn't stupid; of course, he understood immediately. He grinned and, mimicking the tone of the theme song from the movie "The Butterfly Lovers," spoke in a deliberately carefree manner, hoping to make his second aunt laugh and ease the tense atmosphere.
"Hmph! Can't you be a little more sensible? Go take a bath!"
"Okay, Second Aunt, do you...do you want to come with me?"
"Good Wen'er! Mom said you go by yourself!"
Liu Jiao was afraid he would force her to go with him, because it wouldn't be comfortable if they couldn't resist getting intimate in the small bathroom, so she quickly coaxed him away softly.
Ziwen walked out of the room and was about to ask Amin to run the water when, to his surprise, that mischievous girl Amin was standing at the corner leading to the bathroom, grinning at him from afar.
"Big Dumb Ox! Go take a bath! The water's ready!"
"Little Dumb Ox! Come bathe with Big Dumb Ox!"
"Good Wen'er! Mom said you go by yourself!"
With that, she ran off laughing.
Ziwen couldn't help but smile wryly as he walked into the bathroom. When he returned to the living room, he saw his Second Aunt lying softly on the sofa, having Amin massage her back.
"Oh dear! You know how to enjoy yourself! Hey! Let me do it! Let me do it!"
"Perfect timing! Quickly show your good son's filial piety to Second Madam! But be gentle! This kind of thing is different from that kind of thing! Hehe!"
"I know! I'm very sensible, don't worry about it!"
After saying that, she imitated Amin's movements and gently pounded her.
"Second Madam! Are you not feeling well?"
"Ugh! It's all your fault! These past two days, you've made my old bones feel all bruised."
Ziwen couldn't help but smile smugly when he heard this, and Amin behind him also laughed out loud.
At some point, Ziwen's hands changed from pounding to stroking, and he kept stroking Liu Jiao's delicate body up and down, making Liu Jiao sway her waist and hips and moan incessantly.
"Second Aunt! I have a way that won't break your bones, and I guarantee it will be incredibly comfortable. They say this kind of pleasure is like ascending to heaven."
"Hmm! Is it that good? Tell me about it."
Ziwen lowered his head and whispered in her ear. Liu Jiao seemed to be mesmerized by his words. After a moment of stunned silence, she asked in a tight, coquettish voice, "Then...aren't you afraid...it'll get dirty?"
Ziwen gave a charming smile, gently shook his head, and quickly stripped his second aunt naked.
Liu Jiao obediently followed his wishes, leaning low against the sofa, her white, tender buttocks half-leaning against the edge of the sofa, the other half hanging outside.
Her beautiful vulva was completely exposed before Ziwen's eyes, her two legs dangling in mid-air, constantly swaying.
Her two large labia, covered with soft hair, trembled with the movement of her legs, and in the center, a clitoris the size of a peanut, was bright red, tender, and inviting.
Ziwen almost drooled at the sight, swallowing hard. He stretched out his arms and embraced his second aunt's large buttocks, planting a kiss on her vulva.
Liu Jiao had never had her private parts kissed since birth. Although she had frequented brothels and married the lecherous Lü Wulian, she had only ever touched and penetrated him.
Now, his kiss made her both nervous and excited, her legs involuntarily tightening together, trapping Ziwen's head between her thighs.
Ziwen struggled to free his head, shaking his head helplessly. Suddenly, an idea struck him. He turned and beckoned Amin to him, whispering a few instructions.
Amin blushed nervously, hesitating for a while before turning and walking away. "I won't mention the sofa anymore," he chuckled, "Second Madam, I'm just trying to help you! Don't be like last time, scolding me afterwards."
Liu Jiao couldn't speak, only making two "uh! uh!" sounds from her nose, seemingly in response, yet also seeming to be aroused. Ziwen and Amin barely suppressed their laughter, making faces at each other.
The clever Amin, guided by Ziwen, bent down and grabbed the Second Madam's two feet, gently pulling them back.
The strange sight made Ziwen grin from ear to ear. The protruding vulva and the constantly contracting purplish-red anus fueled his lust.
He couldn't help but bury his face in her vulva, kissing her passionately, his fingers digging hard into her anus, trying to release his desire.
"Ah...gently...gently...ouch...your...your hands...Mom...Mom's little butt hurts...it hurts so much, ugh...gently..."
Tightly controlled by the two men, Liu Jiao could only move to a limited extent. The lustful fluids from her vulva rushed into Ziwen's mouth, where he swallowed them.
The thick, wet fluids, accompanied by her wanton moans, further stimulated Ziwen. He hugged his second aunt's large buttocks even tighter, desperately kissing and sucking all around her vulva.
This caused Liu Jiao to tremble and twist, her brows furrowed, her teeth grinding, her hands pressing against Ziwen's head as she moaned and cried out in a wanton, coquettish voice, as if she had gone mad.
"Oh my... my god! Ah... um... yes! Yes... right there! Deeper... Mom's clitoris... it hurts... um..."
Amin, gripping the second wife's legs tightly, felt his legs go weak, his lust uncontrollable. Hearing the second wife's cries of pain in her anus, he knew the time was right. Without delay, his hands, still holding the second wife's legs, suddenly extended both index fingers, digging into the second wife's bare feet.
"Oh my god... you... you've... you've... killed me... um! Wen'er... Amin... ah... I'm going to die... ah... I'm lost... it feels so good..."
A stream of hot, thick, lustful fluid flowed continuously into his mouth, which Ziwen swallowed mouthful by mouthful.
Everything froze; she was exhausted and collapsed, her large, white buttocks raised, head down, lying on the sofa.

Aunt Huamei, who had stayed in Keelung for over ten days, finally returned.
It was the weekend, and Liu Jiao, who had been nurtured by Ziwen for days and looked like a blooming flower, was happier than usual.
Ever since Xiao Hong's mother stole the young master and was kicked out by Hua Mei after Xiao Yun told her, the two maids had been cooking most of the meals. Today, Liu Jiao made an exception and cooked several of her favorite dishes for her beloved Wen'er, instructing Amin to prepare them in the living room.
But as the clock struck three, he still hadn't returned. Feeling both sad and heartbroken, she sat facing Amin in silence.
Suddenly, Hua Mei returned from Keelung. Entering the room and seeing the situation, she realized her stomach was already rumbling. Unable to say anything, she couldn't help but tease, "What! Dinner's served so early? Hmm… not bad, looks and smells good. Hmm… strange! There's no fish on the table, so why does the room smell so fishy?"
"Madam! We ate too much fish in Keelung. I still feel a strong fishy smell in my stomach!"
The naive Xiao Yun couldn't understand Hua Mei's unspoken meaning.
Hua Mei and Amin laughed so hard they couldn't stand up straight. Xiao Yun also inexplicably joined in the silly laughter. Only Liu Jiao, feeling both embarrassed and anxious, coupled with her deep sorrow, suddenly stood up, called out to Hua Mei that she wasn't feeling well, and then turned and left.
Hua Mei hadn't expected a joke to anger Liu Jiao. She wanted to chase after her to comfort her, but fearing she would embarrass her, she gave up and turned to go back to her room alone.
Amin listlessly chatted with Xiaoyun for a few minutes before going to the back to prepare dinner, leaving the naive Xiaoyun behind. Facing a table full of delicious food, her mouth watered, and seeing no one around, she couldn't resist any longer and sat down to slowly enjoy her meal.
After Ziwen finished watching the movie, sat in the dark coffee shop, and after teasing the passionate Xiaoli until she was aroused, he returned home very late.
When he learned that Hua Mei had returned, he was overjoyed. He rushed into the First Madam's room and poured out all the energy he had been saving for Liu Jiao in the coffee shop.
His lewd moans drifted to Liu Jiao's ears on the gentle evening breeze, filling her with resentment and hatred. Tears streamed down her face, soaking her pillow.
The weather had been terrible lately; a light drizzle fell incessantly from morning till night, making the room stifling and the atmosphere in the Ke mansion particularly oppressive.
The Second Madam, Liu Jiao, had rarely left her room these past few days, even at mealtimes, rarely speaking, much to Hua Mei's displeasure, which she reciprocated by ignoring her.
Even the maid, Amin, was depressed, acting listlessly and speaking with a stiff, unyielding tone.
Xiaoyun was left without anyone to talk to. She had finally managed to welcome the young master back, and was just about to vent her frustrations when, before she could even open her mouth, he had already stormed into the first wife's room.
This made her stomp her feet in frustration. She could only follow Amin's example, sitting beside the first wife occasionally, massaging her bones, and casually exchanging a few words – at least it was better than being alone and bored all day. Before she knew
it, it was Saturday again. Ziwen rushed back just after noon. Hua Mei, seemingly deliberately trying to annoy Liu Jiao, was playfully flirting with her eldest son in the living room.
These past two days, Xiaoyun had gotten used to it. Whenever she saw the two men's lust rising and them unable to control themselves, she would rush forward to help them undress without Ziwen's permission.
Afterwards, wiping their private parts and washing them became her duty. Occasionally, when the first wife had ejaculated, the young master, still wanting more, would give her a good whack, which made her even happier.
After a round of teasing and flirting, Hua Mei was already radiating lust, her eyes gleaming with desire. Before Zi Wen could even make a move, Xiao Yun had already stripped the First Madam naked.
Hua Mei, whose skin was usually fair and delicate, was now covered in bruises, especially her large buttocks, which were patchy with red and purple marks.
Had she contracted some kind of skin disease?
No! If you looked closely, you'd see that those were love marks left by Zi Wen's teeth!
Just then, Liu Jiao slowly walked in. Seeing Zi Wen's handsome face desperately trying to get closer to Hua Mei's stomach, she couldn't help but sneer, "Oh! What's Wen'er doing? Trying to 'rework' again?"
Hua Mei was very annoyed. Angered, she gently pushed Zi Wen away and, without moving, said to Liu Jiao, "Sister! You're a woman, you should be able to tell at a glance! Look closely, am I someone who has given birth?"
"Ah…" Everyone in the room almost gasped at this unexpected remark.
***
Ziwen never imagined that the recent tense atmosphere at home was entirely his own doing.
His aunt's public declaration of love, in particular, was completely unexpected, surprising and delighting him.
However, on the other hand, he felt as if he had been pushed into an abyss, feeling an immense emptiness and loneliness, as if he had lost a closest person.
But what saddened him most was the cold war at home; the once joyful house had become like a ghost town, devoid of any life.
Clearly, his aunts, Huamei and Xiaoyun, and his stepmothers, Liujiao and Amin, had each formed their own factions, their animosity growing daily. What would become of them?
Although it was a beautiful Sunday, Ziwen slipped out early in the morning, wandering the streets, pondering his current situation.
Several hours passed in the blink of an eye, and the blazing sun beat down on Ziwen, making his days of laughter almost unbearable.
Standing by the roadside, lost in thought for a moment, Ziwen suddenly heard a series of "beep! beep!" sounds from behind. He then felt the car stop beside him.
"Ziwen! Where are you going?"
"Ah! Uncle Min, I...I was just about to visit you and Aunt Min."
"Haha! You flatter me! You flatter me! If you're going to see Xiaoli, please get in!"
Uncle Min's humor eased Ziwen's mood considerably. He quickly went outside, opened the car door, and sat down next to him.
Along the way, Uncle Min chatted and laughed, making Ziwen laugh heartily, having long since forgotten his worries. Talking about Xiaoli made him even happier.
The car sped along, and in the blink of an eye, it stopped in front of the Min residence.
As Ziwen followed the beaming Aunt Min into the living room, Xiaoli, like a little bird, flew to his side.
After lunch in a joyful atmosphere, Xiaoli playfully pulled Ziwen into the room.
A few days apart felt like a honeymoon. After a passionate night together, the gentle Xiaoli nestled in her beloved's arms, endlessly whispering sweet nothings.
Ziwen also frankly told her about his family situation, even his relationship with Aunt Aiyun and his cousin Meimei.
Xiaoli felt both bitter and angry; her lips parted, and she burst into tears, pounding her little fists against Ziwen's chest.
Ziwen could only plead and comfort her softly, reassuring her that she was still his true love.
Sure enough, Xiaoli's anger gradually subsided, but she kept pressing him about his love story with his cousin Meimei.
"So what should we do with Meimei after this? I really hate those old sluts!"
"Well...that's up to you!"
"Hmph! In the end, you still can't bear to part with her. Of course! Someone as beautiful as her, even if I became a man, I wouldn't want to throw her away!"
"She...she's nowhere near as beautiful as you. I swear you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
"Hmph! Stop flattering me! Ugh! You're such a nuisance! You're always causing me trouble. I'm really worried that after we get married, I won't be able to handle someone as strong as you...sigh. "

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