Confused Mom 1-4

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My Confused Mom

This is a novel; you can find it. Several chapters have been published before, and it took me a long time to find it.

Chapter One: Uncle's Story

I'm a sixth-grade elementary school student, twelve years old this year, and the only child in my family.

My father works at a trading company; he's a mid-level manager. Except for Sundays when he's off work, he stays at the company on Mondays and Saturdays, so my mom takes care of me most of the time.

My mom is a typical housewife, just thirty years old this year, five years younger than my dad. My mom usually takes care of me at home; I take the school bus to and from school every morning and evening.

Speaking of my mom, she's a very beautiful woman with a great figure, and her smile is really sweet, but my dad always says she's confused. I didn't know why my mom was confused until I accidentally discovered something that made me understand why my dad said she was confused.

There's an uncle next door who's unmarried. My impression of him is neither good nor bad. Why? Because every time my dad is at work, this uncle comes over to see my mom and tries to take advantage of her. But when he came to our house, he would give me pocket money and buy me toys, so I didn't have a good or bad feeling towards him. My mother, on the other hand, wasn't wary of boys; she was not only a great beauty but also a bit absent-minded.

One day, my father wasn't home either, and it was just my mother and me. My mother was busy preparing breakfast when my uncle knocked on the door and asked if she needed any help. My mother was always very polite to my uncle, who often came to our house, so she would ask him for help whenever she needed it.

After I finished breakfast, I was getting ready for school. My uncle looked at me, urged me to hurry up and go to school, and gave me 100 yuan as pocket money. I happily took the money and was about to take the bus when I realized I hadn't brought my schoolbag.

When I got home to get my schoolbag, I saw my mother using a chair to organize the items on the cabinet, and she asked my uncle for help. My uncle held onto the chair, and then, seeing that my mother was wearing pink loungewear and a short skirt, he moved his hands from the chair to my mother's legs for support.

Mom continued tidying up, and Uncle folded her short skirt up to her waist, exposing her bottom, leaving her only in white underwear and flesh-colored pantyhose.

Uncle told Mom that this was dangerous and that she needed to hold him closer to tidy up.

Mom smiled sweetly and thanked Uncle.

After saying that, Uncle pinched and touched Mom's two round bottoms, and his face seemed very close to her bottoms, as if he wanted to eat something.

When she finished tidying up, Mom still needed to put the things in the middle of the cabinet, so she took a low chair to stand on.

Uncle then said that although the chair was low, it would still hurt if she accidentally fell, so he would hold her for her.

Mom smiled again and said okay.

This time, Uncle held Mom's slender waist and folded her pink loungewear up, saying that it wasn't stable like this and that it was safer to hold her higher. As he spoke, he reached his hands inside Mom's pink clothes, supporting her breasts and shaking them back and forth. Mom suddenly cried out, but Uncle's hands kept moving.

Even after he finished tidying up, Mom thanked Uncle and kissed him. Mom is really absent-minded!

Another time, Mom got up very early to water the flowers in the yard, because there are many flowers in the yard. Uncle also got up early with Mom and offered to help when he saw her watering the flowers.

After watering the flowers, Uncle accidentally splashed water on Mom, soaking her white clothes and skirt.

Uncle was very worried and told Mom to change her wet clothes quickly. Mom agreed and went inside.

Uncle said that the wet clothes needed to be changed, but since wet bodies harbor bacteria, he had to use saliva to disinfect them.

After Uncle took off Mom's white clothes, he quickly hugged her and licked the water off her body with his tongue. Then he took off Mom's skirt and licked her feet, which were wearing flesh-colored pantyhose. Mom asked

, "Don't I need to take off the socks?"

Uncle said, "You only need to change them because your body is wet; licking the socks is enough."

Uncle kept licking Mom's feet. Mom suddenly closed her eyes and groaned several times, seemingly in pain.

Uncle then said that her bra was wet and she needed to change it quickly.

After taking off her bra, Uncle squatted down in front of Mom's chest and kept sucking and licking her nipples.

Mom cried out several more times. Finally, after changing her clothes, Mom thanked Uncle.

On Saturday, I didn't have school in the afternoon, so I went home at 11 o'clock.

Mom was washing vegetables. As soon as Uncle came in and saw me, he gave me a hundred yuan and told me to go upstairs and study hard. I went upstairs, and when Uncle came to the kitchen, I went downstairs again to secretly watch.

Mom said there was a lot of pesticide, and the vegetables weren't clean enough. Uncle said he would teach Mom how to wash vegetables properly, and Mom happily thanked him.

Uncle then hugged Mom from behind, holding her hands, and said that washing vegetables should be even, and it was important that each one was thoroughly washed.

As he spoke, Uncle kept licking Mom's ear, saying that the temperature of her ear was the perfect temperature for washing vegetables.

Uncle rolled up Mom's white loungewear and said she needed to use force when washing vegetables, his hands groping her breasts through the fabric. Mom did as he said, diligently washing the vegetables. Uncle also vigorously moved Mom's round breasts back and forth. Mom groaned several times, her eyes closed.

Uncle's penis seemed to swell considerably. He told Mom to use force when washing vegetables and to straighten her legs. He then squatted down, lifting Mom's right leg, clad in flesh-colored pantyhose, onto his shoulders, leaving only her left leg on the ground for support.

Uncle continued to suckle under Mom's underwear, and Mom groaned several times with her eyes closed. Finally, after Mom cried out loudly, Uncle said the vegetables were ready.

Mom kissed Uncle and smiled, thanking him.

Another time, Mom was doing chores and accidentally cut her finger with a knife. Uncle, knowing this, said she should quickly suck out the bacteria from the wound.

The uncle sucked on Mom's cut little finger, saying it wasn't safe to do that, as a knife cut could cause tetanus, and a full body check was necessary. He then removed Mom's pink dress, his hands kneading her breasts, which were covered by a bra, asking if it hurt.

Mom said a little.

The uncle said this wouldn't work, making it difficult to check. He removed her bra and continued touching her breasts. The uncle put his mouth to Mom's nipple and gently bit it, causing Mom to moan.

The uncle asked if it itched.

Mom blushed and told the uncle it felt a little itchy.

The uncle said the wound must be somewhere else, and then turned Mom against the living room wall, rolled up her skirt, and began sucking and licking her thighs, which were covered in flesh-colored stockings.

Mom blushed and moaned, "Mmm... ah..."

Seeing Mom's flushed face, the uncle said this was better, and then removed her skirt.

My uncle said he needed a full-body massage to pinpoint where the pain was, so he placed my mother's legs, clad in pantyhose, on his shoulders. Then, he vigorously massaged her beautiful breasts, moving them up and down and side to side.

"Ah..." My mother's face turned even redder. My uncle massaged harder, and my mother kept her eyes closed, seemingly in pain.

My uncle turned my mother over, saying her back might be a possibility, and began sucking on her back repeatedly. My mother groaned softly a few times.

My uncle then took off all his pants and clothes and picked my mother up. Since my mother had nowhere to support herself, she clung to my uncle's back.

My uncle's penis was huge, pressing against my mother's pink vulva, and she suddenly groaned. My uncle thrust in and out of my mother countless times. My mother groaned, her fair legs wrapped around my uncle's buttocks.

My uncle seemed to cry out in pain a few times, then carried my mother to the round dining table, placing her hands on it for support. Uncle then used his large penis to thrust repeatedly into Mom's pink vagina. Mom moaned with her eyes closed, her breathing seemingly rapid. Uncle placed both hands on Mom's waist and thrust forcefully, causing Mom to cry out in pain, but her voice was beautiful.

Uncle then lay down on the sofa, placing Mom's vagina on his large penis. He kneaded Mom's breasts with both hands while continuing to thrust into her, Mom's face turning as red as an apple.

Uncle couldn't resist any longer, carrying Mom outside and placing her directly in the car. He kissed Mom's mouth, lifted one of her legs, and vigorously thrust into her vagina. Mom moaned for a long time, and Uncle also seemed to be in pain, as if he couldn't hold back any longer. Mom closed her eyes, moaning softly, while Uncle continued to thrust.

Dad happened to return home at that moment, having bought some food. Seeing Uncle treating Mom like this, he grabbed a stick and beat Uncle. The stick hit Uncle's body and also his large penis.

Uncle fled in pain and moved out that very night, leaving me without any allowance.

Dad said Mom was a bit absent-minded and too kind to people, so he comforted her and told her not to be sad.

Mom, with tears in her eyes, said, "Luckily, Dad came back."

So Mom really is absent-minded.

Episode 2: My Cousin's Story

Today is Wednesday. I don't have school this afternoon, so I took the school bus home at 10:30 this morning. Because school is only half-day on Wednesdays and Saturdays, the thing I'm happiest about is watching Mom cook my favorite dishes.

As soon as I got home today, I saw Mom already busy cooking. Mom was wearing her usual white loungewear, a beige skirt, and a scarf draped in front. I watched her long, slender legs under her skirt as she moved around busily.

Of course, I never forget to be cute when Mom is busy. I follow behind her, hugging her legs, which are clad in alluring nude stockings, and touching them.

Because Mom is busy, and I'm just a child, I just smile and say that I'll be able to eat my favorite dishes soon.

Mom went back to cooking, and my hands lingered on her thighs, finding it very comfortable. Then my hands slowly slipped under her skirt, touching her two smooth bottoms, before I wrapped my arms around her alluring thighs.

Mom smiled and said I was a good girl, always helping her bring the dishes to the table. I happily carried the dishes out.

After that, Mom told me that my uncle, who lives in France, had called that morning, saying he hadn't visited in a long time and would be bringing my aunt and cousin, who would also be taking a few days off to come over.

My initial joy vanished instantly, because my cousin was the person I disliked most.

Speaking of my uncle, he was Dad's only older brother. Dad's family was very poor when he was young, so both my uncle and Dad studied very hard. Later, Dad joined a trading company, working diligently until he finally became a mid-level manager.

Mom met Dad while he was studying. I heard she was from a wealthy family, the only daughter of the president of a large corporation, and had many suitors, but ultimately married Dad.

My uncle is forty years old this year. He was a good student since childhood and was the prince charming of many girls at school, but he chose my very wealthy aunt.

My aunt is thirty-eight years old this year. She is the daughter of a wealthy family and has countless riches. She is of average appearance, not very tall, and slightly plump. She used to always boast to my mother about how beautiful she was and how many people pursued her.

But I remember looking at my aunt's big mouth, which was as big as the mouth of the carp we kept in the fish pond at home, and it was always open and she kept talking.

Then there is my cousin, who is twenty years old this year. In my childhood memories, he was a model student in front of the adults, but in front of me, he would take my toys and bully me. Even if I cried and complained to the adults, my smooth-talking cousin would always make the adults think that I was being unreasonable and I would be scolded by them.

Around two o'clock in the afternoon, I heard the sound of a car outside. It turned out that my father had arrived at the door with my uncle and aunt. And the person I least wanted to see appeared in my sight.

As soon as we entered, Dad and Uncle chatted and laughed, while Auntie launched into a long, enthusiastic explanation of the fun things to do in France, and all sorts of expensive items. Mom could only nod and smile frequently.

Just then, I noticed my cousin's eyes were fixed on Mom, like a wolf eyeing its prey.

My cousin, who had come from France, had dyed blond hair and wore brightly colored clothes. If I didn't know him, I would have thought he was a petty thug; but in their parlance, it's called being fashionable.

Dad told us that Uncle and Auntie should stay the night, and he would take a few days off work the next day to be Uncle's tour guide.

My cousin insisted on staying to play with me, saying he could eat Mom's delicious cooking. Mom could only smile and agree.

The next morning, Dad took Uncle and Auntie sightseeing. Mom also got ready early.

Just then, my cousin peeked at Mom changing clothes outside her room. Through the crack in the door, I saw Mom put on a whole pink outfit, including a skirt, and even more so, I saw her putting on a pair of alluring flesh-colored stockings.

My cousin was probably too engrossed in watching; all I could see was a large bulge in his crotch. After Mom finished dressing, my cousin was so startled that he ran back to the living room.

Seeing Mom all dressed up, my cousin's eyes widened, staring at her alluring legs. He felt she had a different kind of charm than when he'd seen her body.

Mom smiled at my cousin, and he shyly told her, "Auntie really looks good in everything." This made Mom very happy.

Mom took my cousin and me to the department store. My cousin saw a light blue see-through nightgown in the women's clothing section and insisted that Mom looked good in everything, even insisting on buying it for her as a gift.

Mom happily kissed him.

Finally, to curry favor with me, my cousin also bought me some toys.

After strolling around and having some food, I returned home, and it was already past three o'clock.

As soon as I opened the door, I slipped upstairs to play with the toys my cousin had bought me. When Mom came home, she sat on the sofa. Her feet were a little sore from walking all day, so she took off her black high heels and rubbed her heels with both hands.

When I went downstairs to get some juice, I saw my cousin telling Mom that he often massaged my aunt and uncle, and that in France, massaging women is considered polite.

Mom smiled happily and asked my cousin to massage her.

Mom lay down on the sofa, and my cousin sat behind her, picking up her right foot, which was clad in pantyhose, and gently pulling her heel in a circular motion.

Looking at my cousin's focused expression, Mom happily said, "It feels a little better; it's not so sore anymore."

My cousin seemed pleased too, continuing to pull my mother's heel in a circular motion.

Mom felt her heels were less sore; instead, a comfortable feeling spread from her heels throughout her body. Mom couldn't help but close her eyes, enjoying the comfortable sensation from my cousin's massage.

My cousin placed my mother's right leg on his shoulder, pressing and kneading it with his right hand while gently stroking her alluring left leg with his left.

Although her eyes were closed, my mother's face was already flushed.

After a while, my cousin asked if she felt better.

My mother said she felt very comfortable.

My cousin suggested a lower back massage to relieve fatigue, explaining that it was a common and essential massage for women in France.

My mother nodded happily.

My cousin then turned my mother over on the sofa, and she turned her head to the side. He folded her skirt up to her waist and, through her stockings, began to massage her lower back with both hands, applying moderate pressure and gently rotating the

fabric. My mother felt her lower back being massaged by strong hands, and heard the soft rustling sound of his hands rubbing against her stockings, experiencing an indescribable feeling of comfort.

My cousin rubbed harder, and after a while, he moved his hands to my mother's buttocks, kneading her alluring buttocks through her stockings.

After kneading for a long time, my mother let out an unintentional moan. Hearing her moan, my cousin kneaded her buttocks even more vigorously. My mother blushed and occasionally let out a sweet moan.

My cousin couldn't resist any longer; feeling his penis suddenly swell, he took off his pants and underwear. He slowly placed his penis between my mother's buttocks and thighs, holding her buttocks tightly with both hands, and slowly thrusting his penis in and out of the gap.

Although my mother felt a strange sensation, my cousin's occasional caresses of her thighs and buttocks made her feel very comfortable, and she closed her eyes to enjoy it.

After a long time, a stream of hot semen flowed from my cousin's penis, all of it spilling onto my mother's alluring thighs. My cousin quickly grabbed some tissues and wiped my mother's beautiful legs clean, then kissed them.

My mother praised him, saying he was good at massaging and made her feel very comfortable, and happily kissed him on the cheek.

The next day, right after lunch, I was about to go and cuddle with my mother when I saw my cousin in the kitchen praising my mother's cooking, saying that whoever married her was truly lucky, making my mother laugh happily.

My cousin said that my aunt's legs were beautiful; he had never seen such shapely and captivating legs.

My mother asked excitedly, "How beautiful are my aunt's legs?"

My cousin said, "You'd have to look closer to know."

My mother laughed again.

My cousin then squatted down, admiring my mother's thighs clad in nude stockings, and stroked them with both hands. He slowly stroked from her heels upwards, reaching the inside of her thighs.

My mother closed her eyes, shyly supporting herself with her hands on her skirt. But her cousin slowly moved her mother's hand away, licking the inside of her thigh with his mouth, his lips slowly sliding down. Then he took off one of her red slippers, lifted her thigh, and licked from her thigh all the way down.

Her mother leaned back in pleasure, but her cousin held her waist, his tongue teasing her genitals.

Her mother sensed that her cousin was touching the wrong spot, but was too embarrassed to say anything. Suddenly, her cousin gently bit her clitoris, and she trembled as if electrocuted, letting out a moan.

Her cousin gently nibbled on her clitoris, and she continued to moan softly.

Suddenly, her cousin removed her clothes and bra, kissing and sucking her breasts incessantly, her mother weakly supporting herself with her hands. Hearing her moans, her cousin teased her nipples with his tongue, swallowing and sucking, her moans echoing throughout the kitchen.

Her cousin took off his pants and underwear, took a small chair, and made her sit on it, while he placed her legs, clad in stockings, on his penis.

My cousin stroked my mother's legs. She shyly closed her eyes, but I could vaguely sense her enjoying the touch.

Slowly, he moved her legs back and forth, thrusting his penis in and out, while also stroking her heels. Gradually,

my mother felt something warm on her heels; it turned out my cousin's semen was flowing onto her thighs and heels.

After wiping her legs with a tissue, my cousin smiled and told her that she was the most beautiful and well-built person he had ever seen.

My mother, though embarrassed, smiled and kissed him, saying she was already thirty.

But my cousin then said she looked like an eighteen-year-old beauty, making her even happier.

A day later, my cousin was about to return to France. I had unintentionally seen him hugging my mother's waist or stroking her alluring thighs many times. But because my cousin said many things that pleased her, she had gotten used to his advances.

That night, I heard some noise in my cousin's room and couldn't resist running to check. Finding her cousin missing from her room, she ran to her mother's bedroom and found him watching her sleep by the bedside.

Her mother was sleeping on her side, wearing the light blue nightgown her cousin had given her the day before yesterday. The nightgown had only two small buttons in the middle, and her white bra was clearly visible underneath, followed by her alluring thighs clad in nude stockings.

Her cousin couldn't resist sucking on her thighs. Her mother didn't wake up, but let out soft moans. Her cousin then slowly sucked down her thighs to her calves, sometimes licking them up and down with his tongue, sometimes gently biting her stockings.

Her mother seemed to slowly feel a surge of pleasure; although asleep, she still moaned. Her cousin then slowly licked her feet, then picked up her toes and put them in his mouth one by one.

Her mother's sensitive toes were touched by her cousin, and her eyes gradually opened. My cousin couldn't resist taking off all his clothes, pinning my mother to the bed, his hands roaming over her breasts, while his mouth traced the contours of her white neck down to her face.

Under his ministrations, my mother's full breasts gradually became aroused, slowly losing strength, allowing him to lick her neck and face. Unable to bear the pleasurable sensation, my mother let out a soft moan.

Just then, my cousin pressed his lips to my mother's, his tongue penetrating her fragrant lips, swirling around her tongue. My mother's tongue tried to avoid his, but his tongue seemed like a magnet, drawing her in.

My mother felt her breasts being kneaded comfortably, and as she moaned, her tongue was finally conquered by my cousin.

He slowly circled her tongue, teasing it like prey, until finally, his tongue reached deep inside, sucking in all of her sweet saliva.

He slowly lifted my mother up, removing her nightgown and bra, his tongue wrapping around her breasts, circling the areolas, and slowly moving towards the tips of her nipples. My mother suddenly closed her eyes, seemingly moaning in pain.

Slowly, my cousin turned my mother around, licking and sucking her fair back from behind.

His tongue slowly slid and licked, and my mother couldn't help but moan again. My cousin's tongue traced along her back to her shoulders, then around her armpits, while his hands were busy too, embracing her firm breasts from behind and rotating them rhythmically. My mother felt waves of pleasure wash over her.

My cousin pressed his mouth to my mother's beautiful buttocks, clad in stockings, and sucked. My mother, with her eyes closed, felt an indescribable pleasure. Slowly, his tongue slid down to my mother's genitals, licking them. He then moved her panties aside, made a small hole in the stockings, and began teasing her genitals wantonly.

My mother couldn't help but moan, and my cousin teased her even more vigorously with his tongue. After a while, her vaginal fluid flowed out.

Looking at my mother after her orgasm, though her eyes were closed, the scent emanating from her body made my cousin unable to resist picking her up and pressing his penis against her lips.

My mother shyly closed her eyes, while my cousin quickly began to stroke her small mouth. My cousin gently held my mother's cheeks, moving her back and forth, slowly letting her masturbate. Soon, her mouth was covered in his semen.

My mother blushed and went to the bathroom to shower. My cousin lay on the bed, watching my mother shower, feeling his already swollen penis grow even larger. He ran to the bathroom, grabbed my mother's waist, and kneaded her breasts with both hands. He then pressed her against the bathroom wall, one hand around her waist, the other kneading her breasts, rubbing his penis against her genitals.

My mother felt the cool water and the sudden caresses; the pleasure was so intense she wanted to moan.

After a while, my cousin thrust his penis into her vagina.

"Ah...ah...this...no...um...um...ah...ah...um...ah...we...can't...ah...um...um...um...um...ah!"

With each thrust, my mother felt waves of pleasure, her eyes closed, her body helplessly being ravaged by him.

"Mmm...ah...ah...no...ah...it will...ah..."

"Ah...we...ah...ah...no...ah...can...ah..."

The cousin first sat in the bathtub, placing his mother on top of his penis, and then, with the buoyancy of the water, he inserted his penis into his mother's vagina. The cousin held his mother's waist with both hands, wanting his penis to penetrate deeper into her uterus. The mother also felt his cousin's penis pressing against her clitoris, rubbing against it from time to time. The cousin also thrust up and down more vigorously.

"Ah...ah...ah...inside...deeper...mmm..."

"Ah...yes...trying...doing...ah..."

Hearing his mother's moans, the cousin couldn't help but carry her out, then ran to a nearby park bench, thrusting into his mother's clitoris while his tongue intertwined with hers.

"Ah...ah...yes...harder...ah...um...ah...ah..."

"Ah...so good...ah...inside...um...harder..."

"Ah...so good! Ah...throw...ah...no...so good...ah!" Mom felt something hot about her cousin's body, about to burst out, and she was also experiencing orgasms. Her cousin thrust even faster.

"Ah...!!!"

Just then, a slap came from nowhere and hit her cousin.

It turned out that Aunt had just returned home and found no one there. She, Uncle, and Dad went to look for him separately. They heard strange noises in a nearby park and came looking for him.

Her cousin turned around, saw his mother, and his semen rushed back into his body. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak. I think my cousin might become impotent in the future.

After Aunt apologized to Mom, she said that Mom was too gentle and was bullied by her cousin. After comforting Mom, she told her not to tell Uncle and Dad, to keep it a secret between the three of them.

Actually, it should have been four people, because I was also hiding nearby that day. So Mom is really lovable, but also a bit absent-minded.

Episode 3: Traditional Chinese Medicine

I'm a sixth-grade elementary school student, twelve years old this year. I have a dad who's a mid-level manager at a trading company. He's usually very busy with work, staying at the company on Mondays and Saturdays, only having Sundays off. So Mom takes care of me at home.

Mom is a typical housewife, thirty years old this year, five years younger than Dad. Speaking of Mom, she's a very beautiful woman with a very pretty face and a great figure. Her smile is often captivating. However, Mom has a few minor flaws: she's too kind to people and doesn't have any wariness towards boys, which often leads to her being taken advantage of. So sometimes I think Mom can be a bit absent-minded.

One Tuesday, after school, I took the school bus home at four o'clock. Shortly after getting home, I felt unwell and then developed a fever. When Mom found out, she called Dad, and Dad rushed home from work. Finally, Mom consulted Aunt Wang next door. Aunt Wang said that a fever shouldn't be delayed too long, so she recommended a large, nearby traditional Chinese medicine hospital, just two blocks away. Mom was very happy to hear this and thanked Aunt Wang. Then Dad drove Mom and me to the large hospital.

When we arrived, the hospital smelled strongly of herbs. There was an auntie at the registration and pharmacy counters. Dad first carried me inside to register for the emergency room, and Mom helped me fill out the medical forms. A short while later, two doctors came to see me. One looked to be in his thirties, and the other was an older man, probably around sixty.

After Dad explained my symptoms to the two doctors, they briefly introduced themselves. The younger man was an orthopedic surgeon and acupuncturist specializing in weight loss, while the older man treated internal medicine and colds. I noticed that the younger man looked very refined and was thin, while the older man was shorter and a bit overweight. I especially noticed that the older man's eyes were very small and squinty. While talking to Dad, he would sometimes look at Mom.

After speaking with the doctor, the hospital staff took me to a bed on the first floor. The old man there said that to treat the fever, I needed to be observed in the hospital for a few days, and I could go home after the fever subsided. Mom told Dad that the hospital was very close to home, so he could go to work without worry, and Mom could come to see me after finishing her chores each day. After hearing this, Dad and Mom thanked the doctor together, and then Dad drove Mom home first.

After taking the bitter herbal medicine in the evening, I felt my headache had subsided, and because I had slept for a long time in the afternoon, I couldn't fall asleep easily at night. Feeling bored, I got up and looked around. It turned out the hospital's cold ward was on the first floor, with many rooms, over a dozen beds, and a bathroom. The second floor was for orthopedics and acupuncture for weight loss; although it was also large, some rooms were cluttered with belongings, so there were only six beds. My uncle and the old man were sleeping on the second floor.

I looked around the first floor for a long time; the hospital was already closed, and the registration lady had already gone home. I noticed some strange noises coming from the first-floor consultation area, so I secretly opened the door. There was a woman who wasn't wearing clothes, and an old man was touching her body. The woman was moaning comfortably, while the old man was screaming in pain. Finally, neither of them moved. I closed the door and ran back to my bed.

In the morning, my mother finished cleaning the house early and rushed to the hospital to see me. Although my fever had subsided, my mother was still worried about my health, so she stayed by my side. Because she had rushed to see me, she was only wearing a beige shirt, a light blue jacket, and a blue slip.

When the old man at the hospital saw my mother, his eyes widened, and he greeted her warmly. He said that although I was improving, it would be troublesome if I had a fever again at night, so it would be best if my mother stayed at the hospital to take care of me. My mother quickly agreed, rushed home to get some clean clothes, and then stayed at the hospital with me.

Around midnight, I was awakened by a faint noise. I found that my mother wasn't beside me, and the hospital was closed. I followed the sound to where the old man was seeing patients. It turned out that my mother and the old man had moved there to avoid waking me while I was sleeping, and were talking while sitting on two single-legged metal chairs used for consultations.

The old man said that children's temperatures are different from adults', and that it's important to take their temperatures carefully, so he taught my mother some things to pay attention to when taking a child's temperature. After speaking, the old man helped Mom take off her blue coat, leaving her in a beige short-sleeved shirt.

He took a thermometer, gently lifted Mom's soft arm, and placed the thermometer under her armpit. His hands caressed Mom's fair wrists, instructing her to keep her hands pressed firmly against her shirt. He then knelt down and stroked her thighs, explaining that she needed to keep them tightly pressed to ensure an accurate temperature reading, and that the temperature should be taken for at least three minutes before removing the thermometer.

Mom diligently followed his instructions, pressing the thermometer firmly, while he gently stroked her thighs, which were clad in nude stockings.

Mom felt a little strange; although she wanted to keep her shirt tight, she was afraid the thermometer would fall, so she simply kept her hands pressed against it.

At this moment, the old man went behind Mom and placed his hands behind her back, around her waist, on her arms, explaining that when the arms were pressed tightly, the body would shake slightly, so the arms should be kept straight under the armpits when taking the temperature. After the old man finished speaking, he gently stroked Mom's fair and soft arms with both hands. Mom felt a slight tingling sensation as the old man rubbed her arms, and she closed her eyes shyly.

After stroking for a while, the old man said that if she wore too many clothes, her body temperature would be higher than normal, making it difficult to measure accurately. He then took off Mom's beige shirt, leaving her only in a pink bra. The old man then stroked Mom's lower abdomen and gently massaged it. After a while, Mom felt a little comfortable in her abdomen, but she was still embarrassed and closed her eyes shyly.

The old man slowly lifted Mom's breasts with his hands, saying that the movement of the breasts was the biggest factor affecting the shaking. After saying that, the old man rolled up Mom's pink bra, exposing her breasts completely. Then, the old man hugged her tightly from behind, supporting her breasts with both hands. Mom felt that the old man was only supporting her breasts and not massaging them, so she felt at ease. But sometimes the old man's rough hands would brush against the nipples on my mother's breasts, gently teasing her. My mother felt a little shy and could only close her eyes.

After taking her temperature, the old man said that a normal body temperature is 36.5 degrees Celsius, and a temperature below 37 degrees Celsius is also considered normal. After hearing this, my mother smiled and thanked the old man for teaching her how to take her temperature, and then she returned to my hospital bed to stay with me.

On Wednesday morning, there weren't many people at the hospital, only a few elderly men and women going to see doctors for colds. To take care of me, my mother took a shower at the hospital in the morning, changed into a white suit, and stayed by my side.

The uncle who saw patients in the orthopedics department on the second floor came downstairs to chat with my mother because there weren't many people there in the morning. The uncle told my mother that she looked a little tired, probably due to lack of sleep, and that if she didn't have the energy, she wouldn't be able to take good care of me. The uncle also said that there were no orthopedic patients in the morning, and he would like to give my mother a massage for free if possible. My mother thought she was really tired, and seeing that I had just taken my medicine in the morning, she agreed to the uncle's offer.

My uncle took my mother upstairs to the massage room and asked her to sit on a small bed, then tied up her long hair. He gently massaged her shoulders, applying massage oil to her shoulders and the back of her neck. He gently kneaded and pressed her shoulders with his thumbs, carefully massaging them. My mother felt a little pain in her shoulders, but it was very comfortable.

When the oil was used up, my uncle, a little embarrassed, said that her shoulders should feel better, but he might have to ask her to take off a piece of clothing to relieve fatigue, but not her bra. My mother was also a little shy, but wanting to relieve her fatigue and take care of her, she agreed.

My uncle gently removed my mother's white top, then sat on a small chair and applied massage oil to her abdomen and arms. Uncle gently ran his hand over Mom's abdomen, his face flushing. Because Mom was sitting on the bed, her thighs, clad in black stockings, and her underwear were faintly visible beneath her skirt. Mom felt very comfortable with the massage; although a little shy, she was happy that Uncle was working so hard. After a while, Uncle helped Mom put her clothes back on, and Mom smiled and gently kissed his cheek. Uncle smiled back, blushing with pleasure.

Uncle said that Mom's upper body was almost done, but she needed a massage on her lower body to feel truly comfortable. Knowing that Uncle was serious, Mom agreed to let him massage her.

Uncle then removed Mom's petticoat, explaining that if outsiders saw a woman's beautiful legs, they would gossip, so he was embarrassed to remove Mom's stockings.

Mom thought for a moment, then nodded shyly. My uncle asked my mother to lie down on the bed. He first lifted her right leg, applied a small amount of essential oil to her right thigh, and then pressed and massaged her thigh firmly with the soles of his hands, stroking and kneading it

as he did so. He then massaged each of her toes one by one. My mother felt her thigh was a little cool and warm, and the massage from my uncle's hands felt very comfortable. My mother blushed slightly and closed her eyes, enjoying the massage. My uncle was happy to see my mother's comfort, so he lifted both of her thighs onto his shoulders and then used his arms to bend her thighs forcefully.

My mother felt a little comfortable and wanted to cry out, but she tried her best to hold it in and let my uncle massage her.

After the massage was finished, my mother felt very comfortable and happily thanked my uncle. My uncle also said that once my mother felt better, he could take better care of me.

On Thursday, the old doctor who treated my cold on the first floor said that I was much better that day and could be discharged in the afternoon. My father was also very happy when he heard this. Because the hospital was very close to home, my mother and I walked home.

After returning home, I happily went upstairs to my room to play. After dinner, I heard a phone call. It was the old man from the hospital calling. He said my mother had been taking good care of me these past few days, so he had prepared some traditional Chinese medicine for her to take if she suddenly developed a fever. My mother was very happy to hear this and thanked the old man on the phone. After telling me to rest well, she went to get the medicine. I was bored at home, so I secretly followed my mother.

When we arrived at the hospital, there were no patients, and the doors were closed. When my mother saw the old man outside, he invited her to sit inside and gave her a packet of traditional Chinese medicine, telling her to stew it once a day if she had a cold. My mother happily thanked the old man, and he gave her a bowl of the medicine, saying it would make her feel better. My mother thought the old man was very kind, so she happily drank the medicine and then chatted happily with him at the registration desk.

After chatting for a while, my mother felt a little hot. The old man said the room was air-conditioned and would be cool. He helped my mother to the area where he saw patients, then helped her to the bed. My mother said she felt a little dizzy, and the old man said she should lie down and rest. He then helped her take off her clothes and skirt.

My mother was shy because the old man had suddenly taken off her clothes and said she could just go home and lie down. The old man stroked my mother's breasts and said she could stay there for the night. After saying that, the old man took off my mother's bra, and then he also took off his own clothes and pants. He then let my mother's thighs wrap around his waist and slowly stroked and rubbed my mother's thighs, which were covered by sheer stockings.

My mother felt a little embarrassed, so the old man sucked on my mother's thighs and then stroked them more gently. My mother closed her eyes shyly. After stroking for a while, the old man picked my mother up. My mother was afraid of losing her balance, so she could only hold onto the old man's back with both hands. The old man hugged Mom, kissed her shy face and neck, and finally put her on the bed, his hands kneading her breasts.

Mom blushed and shyly tried to move the old man's hands away, but his hands kneaded her breasts a little forcefully. Mom felt her body getting warm, and her weak hands could only rest on the back of the old man's hands. Mom felt a little comfortable in her breasts. The old man stroked her breasts with one hand, and then his other hand slowly moved to Mom's private parts and stroked them.

The mother blushed, while the old man continued to caress her breasts and private parts. The mother couldn't help but moan softly, "Mmm...mmm...no...it...it hurts a little...mmm...no...can't...mmm...mmm...ah!!!"

Hearing the mother's soft moans, the old man couldn't help but suck and lick the pink nipples on her breasts. The old man rotated her firm and soft breasts from side to side. He held the pink nipple on her right breast in his mouth, kneaded her left breast with his left hand, and gently caressed her private parts through her panties and stockings with his right hand.

Mom felt her breasts and private parts were very comfortable, and the old man gently sucked on her breasts and stroked her private parts. Mom blushed and closed her eyes, letting out soft moans: "Mmm...mmm...please don't...mmm...mmm...breasts...don't...mmm...mmm...mmm...breasts...it feels good...mmm...mmm...mmm...ah!!mmm...mmm...down there...mmm...don't...mmm...mmm...mmm...breasts...and...down there...mmm...a little...comfortable...mmm...ah!!"

Mom's face was red, her eyes were closed, and the old man continued to stroke her private parts and breasts. Mom used her remaining strength to try to get off the bed, her waist twisting slightly, trying to put her legs on the ground. When the old man saw this, he quickly pressed Mom down and stroked her thighs with his hands. After a while, the old man licked Mom's thighs with his tongue, and slowly moved to the inside of her thighs, then sucked on Mom's private parts with his tongue. After sucking for a while, Mom felt very comfortable down there and couldn't help but moan.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...ah!! No...mmm...down there...it will...feel good...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...ah～～～～!!"

The old man felt his mother's vaginal fluid flowing out, and his mother no longer had the strength to escape, only able to lie on the ground panting softly. The old man took off his mother's stockings and pink panties, then stripped himself naked. His not-so-wide but rather long penis stood erect, and he slowly approached his mother's private parts. His mother shyly closed her eyes, feeling the old man's penis getting closer.

"Ah!!mmm!!mmm!!ah!!No...mmm!!mmm!!ah!!mmm!!mmm!!No...down there...no...ah!!"

The old man sucked and licked his mother's fair and smooth thighs, making her feel a little good, and she shyly closed her eyes. After a while, the old man pulled one of his mother's legs up and placed it on his shoulder, turning his body to the side, and then quickly inserted his long penis.

"Mmm!! Mmm!! No... Ah!! Mmm... Enter... So deep... No... Mmm... Mmm... No... Mmm... Down there... So... Comfortable... No... Mmm!!!"

After the old man thrust his penis in and out dozens of times, he picked up his mother and lay down on the bed, positioning her private parts against his penis as he thrust. While kneading his mother's firm, full breasts with both hands, the old man forcefully thrust his penis in and out of her private parts. His mother wanted to break free, to leave the old man's penis, but she felt so comfortable that she could only blush and close her eyes to enjoy it.

After thrusting even harder, the old man gripped his mother's waist tightly with both hands, pushing his penis even deeper. The scent of her breasts and the sweat from her body continued to flow. The old man smelled the scent of her breasts and thrust his long penis even harder, and his mother moaned and gasped.

"Mmm...okay...deeper...mmm...mmm...harder...mmm...no...don't...please...don't...mmm...no...can't...cum inside...mmm...no...can't...inside...ah!!!!"

The old man felt a surge of heat about to ejaculate from his penis, so he thrust even harder, while the mother shyly enjoyed it.

"Mmm!!!! Ah...no...so good...my...down there...feels a little...good...ah...deeper...mmm...mmm...harder...mmm...mmm...it'll...feel...ah!!!"

At this moment, someone suddenly poured a bottle of yellow liquid onto the old man's penis. After a few seconds, the old man suddenly trembled all over, and then his penis shrank. The person gently helped the mother up, then helped her put on her clothes and skirt, and turned on the light. It turned out to be the young man upstairs who had come to see the doctor about the broken bone.

My uncle said the old man had bad habits and sometimes harassed pretty girls. He also said the liquid he poured on the old man was an essential oil, which could be used for localized massage and relaxation, but if it got on his penis, it would be unusable for years.

After resting for a while, Mom shyly kissed him to thank him. Uncle smiled sheepishly and comforted Mom, telling her to be careful in the future and not to take any medication given by strangers.

The next morning, the hospital was closed. Mom said the old man had been admitted to a mental hospital, and the uncle who treated her fracture had gone abroad to study medicine. Luckily, Uncle was there, so Mom was able to get through this safely. She's still quite confused.

Episode 4: Interview

I am a sixth-grade elementary school student, twelve years old this year. I have a father who is a mid-level manager at a trading company. He's usually very busy at work, staying at the company on Mondays and Saturdays, only having Sundays off. So, Mom takes care of me at home.

My mother is an ordinary housewife, thirty years old this year, five years younger than my father. Speaking of my mother, she is a very beautiful woman, with a very pretty face and a great figure. Her smile often captivates those who see her. However, my mother has a small flaw: she's too kind to people and has no sense of caution towards boys 　　, which often leads to her being taken advantage of.

Sometimes 　　I think she's a bit absent-minded. ********** ... 　　Speaking of our homeroom teacher, Mr. Li, he's about forty years old, tall and thin with slightly dark skin. He has a bad record; he was once suspended and investigated for sexually assaulting a student's parent. Ultimately, because no evidence was found, he was only suspended for three years. During those three years, Mr. Li was also involved in extramarital affairs, eventually leading to his divorce from his only wife. After three years, Mr. Li was able to return to school and became our homeroom teacher. 　　Today at school, Mr. Li had already conducted home visits for many students, and this Saturday afternoon, he was scheduled to visit our home. 　　Because the previous student was fair-skinned and clean-cut, Mr. Li was very much looking forward to visiting his mother. However, according to my classmate, after arriving at the house, Mr. Li only asked some questions and left in less than half an hour. There's a rumor among the classmates that Mr. Li doesn't visit parents who are fathers or mothers who aren't considered attractive for long. 　　After school, I told my mom that Ms. Li would be coming for a home visit this Saturday afternoon. My mom was very happy and asked me to tell Ms. Li to come over for lunch. The next day at school, I relayed my mom's message, but Ms. Li seemed a little hesitant. 　　On Saturday noon, my mom was cooking in the kitchen when I heard the doorbell. I knew it was Ms. Li, so I quickly went to the garden, opened the gate, and invited her in. Ms. Li followed me into the garden, and I led her inside. Once inside 　　, Ms. Li asked where my mom was. I told her she was cooking in the kitchen and would be out in a bit. But Ms. Li seemed impatient, looking around as if she was about to leave. After 　　a while, my mom finished the last dish, took off her apron, and brought the food to the dining table. I told her Ms. Li was in the living room. My mom went to the living room and politely smiled, inviting Ms. Li to have lunch with her. 　　When Teacher Li saw my mother, his eyes widened. He saw that she was wearing a white silk blouse and a yellow short skirt, with nude stockings and slippers on her beautiful legs. Teacher Li was stunned. After a moment, he smiled at me and said that I had a very beautiful mother. 　　During the meal, Teacher Li told my mother that I did well in my studies and was very well-behaved at school. My mother told Teacher Li that my father was usually very busy, so she hoped that I could take care of myself. Teacher Li said that my mother was a beautiful and virtuous mother, which was why she was able to raise such a good child. 　　My mother was very happy to hear this and thanked Teacher Li. She then asked Teacher Li to take good care of me. My mother smiled and helped Teacher Li pick up food. When Teacher Li saw my mother's beautiful face, he was so nervous that he dropped his chopsticks on the ground. He hurriedly bent down to look for them and saw that the chopsticks had fallen next to my mother's right foot. 　　After picking up the chopsticks, Teacher Li noticed his mother's long, slender, and beautiful legs. He couldn't resist taking off her slippers and gently stroking her right foot. 　　Teacher Li told his mother that the chopsticks seemed to be pressed against her slippers, so he pressed his face close to her thigh and began groping around the slippers with both hands. 　　After a while, he rubbed his face against his mother's right leg. Then, he secretly placed the chopsticks next to her slippers and continued stroking her foot. He massaged his mother's right thigh, and feeling a little restless, he also gently stroked her left thigh. 　　Finally, Teacher Li saw the alluring view beneath his mother's short skirt and almost reached out to touch her, but fearing I would see, he took the chopsticks and returned to his seat. 　　After lunch, Teacher Li said that her mother's cooking was delicious, the best meal she had ever had. Her mother, blushing with happiness, touched her right cheek and said she wasn't very good at cooking, but if the teacher liked it, she could come over for meals often. 　　Teacher Li replied that it was only right for her student's father to help out since he wasn't often home. Teacher Li then chatted with her mother. 　　After that, I heard from classmates that Teacher Li hadn't been visiting other students' homes recently, because since last week, she had been coming to my house every Wednesday or Saturday afternoon for a personal visit with my mother. 　　Wednesday noon arrived, and I returned home; I didn't have class in the afternoon. 　　Because it was a bit hot, I was in my second-floor room enjoying the air conditioning when I heard the doorbell. Thinking it might be Teacher Li, I went downstairs to check, and there she was, standing at the door, her eyes wide open. 　　Because of the heat, Mom had just taken a shower and was only wearing a white t-shirt with straps and white shorts, with sheer white stockings and slippers on her beautiful legs. 　　When Mom saw Teacher Li arrive, she happily invited her into the living room, turned on the air conditioning, and then went to the refrigerator to pour Teacher Li a glass of juice. 　　Teacher Li said she had nothing to do and wanted to see if there was anything she could help with. Mom explained that she had just finished showering and the showerhead seemed to be broken; there was no water when she turned it on, so she had to use the bathtub. Upon hearing this, Teacher Li asked Mom to take her to check it. 　　After arriving at the bathroom, Teacher Li turned on the showerhead and found it was fine. She told Mom that it might be due to insufficient water pressure, which could cause water shortages when many people were using the water at the same time. 　　After speaking, Teacher Li turned on the showerhead. Unexpectedly, a large amount of water gushed out. Teacher Li tried to hold the showerhead down, but the water sprayed backward, soaking her mother's entire body. 　　Teacher Li noticed that her mother's white blouse with bra straps had become transparent, revealing her white bra underneath. Teacher Li's 　　eyes widened, and she told her mother that she should dry herself quickly in the summer heat, otherwise she might catch a cold. 　　Teacher Li told her mother to stand in the bathroom, and then she began rubbing her mother's blouse with both hands. Her hands circled around her mother's breasts through the blouse for a while, then went inside and rubbed her breasts through her bra.

After a while, Mom felt a strange sensation in her breasts as Mr. Li rubbed them. She felt a little embarrassed, knowing Mr. Li was doing it for her, so she blushed and let his hands continue to rub her breasts. After a while,

Mr. Li's eyes were fixed on Mom's smooth, slender legs beneath her white hot pants. He swallowed hard, then suddenly pulled his hands out from under Mom's shirt and slowly moved them to her thighs to rub them.

Mom initially wanted to wipe herself, but Mr. Li said it was his fault and he should take responsibility. Mom felt embarrassed to refuse, so Mr. Li stroked her slightly damp legs, his hands kneading and caressing them as he looked at her alluring legs.

Seeing Mr. Li's enthusiasm, Mom straightened her legs and let him wipe them. After a while, Mr. Li told Mom that wiping them like this wouldn't dry them easily, so he took off her slippers, picked her up by the waist, and carried her to the sofa in the living room.

Seeing a hairdryer near the living room, Teacher Li picked it up, turned it on, and sat down on a small chair. He then began to dry

his mother's thighs, which were clad in pantyhose, while simultaneously stroking them with the hairdryer. As Teacher Li's hands caressed his mother's thighs, the hairdryer blew warm air onto them. His mother felt the warmth on her thighs and, seeing Teacher Li's focused expression, was both shy and happy that he was drying her legs. Teacher Li continued to use the hairdryer in his right hand to dry his mother's thighs, while his left hand continued to stroke and massage them.

Because of the cool air conditioning in the living room, his mother felt a comfortable coolness in her legs and couldn't help but close her eyes, slowly enjoying Teacher Li's actions of drying and massaging her legs.

After a while, Teacher Li told his mother that it felt a little dry, but that was only superficially so, and he needed to check more carefully. After saying this, Teacher Li put the hairdryer on the table and then began to lick and suck on his mother's thighs, which were clad in sheer pantyhose.

Teacher Li's tongue slowly licked the mother's thighs and knees, then his hands began to caress her. He gently licked her knees, then slowly moved downwards, lifting her foot with his right hand and licking it repeatedly, while his left hand caressed her left leg.

The mother felt a slight pleasure, though it felt a little strange. Because Teacher Li meant well and was a knowledgeable teacher, she suppressed the pleasure, shyly closing her eyes and letting him lick her toes while his left hand continued to caress her thighs.

After a while, Teacher Li said that the soles of her feet were dry, so there was nothing wrong down there, but he needed to check her upper body carefully. After saying this, he slipped his hands inside her white hot pants and, through her stockings and underwear, began to knead her smooth buttocks.

Teacher Li first gently probed and kneaded the outer edge of Mom's buttocks and the inner thighs. Feeling the softness and allure of Mom's thighs, he couldn't resist moving his hand closer to her genitals, using his right fingers through her pantyhose and underwear to probe and tease them. Meanwhile, his left hand continued to caress and knead the inner side of Mom's left leg.

Mom felt a tingling, itchy sensation in her thighs and genitals. Seeing Teacher Li's focused expression, she felt a sense of pleasure and shyly closed her eyes, hugging her chest, trying to suppress the pleasurable sensations emanating from her genitals and thighs.

Teacher Li continued to probe and tease her genitals for a long time, until Mom felt somewhat weak. She closed her eyes, enduring the pleasure within. Teacher Li continued his stimulation, and Mom couldn't help but let out some moans.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...it feels...a little...comfortable...mmm...mmm...ah..."

Teacher Li fiddled with her for a while, and Mom blushed and closed her eyes, feeling very comfortable inside her. Seeing Mom's shy yet beautiful appearance, Teacher Li wanted to take off Mom's T-shirt, but suddenly heard the doorbell ring. Teacher Li quickly

helped Mom straighten her clothes and said that this should be enough to prevent her from catching a cold. After saying that, Teacher Li opened the door, and there was a postman delivering registered mail outside. Teacher Li told Mom not to hesitate to help if she needed anything, and then Teacher Li went home disappointed. On Saturday afternoon

, Teacher Li came to the house again. I told Teacher Li that Mom was hanging clothes to dry on the rooftop of the fifth floor. Teacher Li smiled and said that I had good grades at school and that if I worked hard, I could become a teacher in the future. After saying that, Teacher Li also went up to the rooftop, and I curiously followed her up.

Teacher Li went up to the fifth-floor rooftop and saw her mother standing on tiptoe, trying to bring down the clothes that had been drying on the roof. Teacher Li noticed her mother was wearing a purple short-sleeved shirt and a purple slip dress, with nude stockings and slippers over her beautiful thighs.

From behind, Teacher Li saw her mother's slip dress; the wind blowing from the open rooftop was making it flutter slightly, and Teacher Li's eyes widened in surprise.

Her mother saw her and said that it was very windy on the rooftop, and the clothes hanging there had accidentally flown up and gotten caught on the hooks.

Teacher Li offered to help and went behind her mother. She first wrapped her arms around her mother's slender waist and body, then lifted her up. After trying for a while, the clothes were still too high to reach.

Teacher Li gently placed the mother back on the ground, then rolled up her mother's petticoat to her waist. She then embraced her mother's slender legs and began to hook up her clothes. The mother struggled to hook up her clothes, while Teacher Li excitedly gazed at her mother's soft, delicate thighs. Excited by the sight, she continued to lick and suck on the back of her mother's thighs, even while her hands were still around her knees and thighs.

The mother continued to hook up, and Teacher Li continued to suck on her thighs. The mother let out a soft moan of pleasure. Unable to resist, Teacher Li placed her mother's legs on her shoulders and moved her hands to her mother's short-sleeved shirt. Through the shirt, she began to knead and rotate her breasts.

As Teacher Li continued to knead and rotate, the mother felt her hands losing strength. Teacher Li told her to lift higher, otherwise she wouldn't be able to hook it down. As she spoke, Teacher Li kneaded and rotated her mother's breasts even more forcefully. Finally, with great effort, the mother managed to hook up her shirt.

Mom blushed slightly, a little embarrassed, and thanked Teacher Li for her help. She then asked Teacher Li to sit in the living room while she finished tidying up the clothes so she could start cooking and have dinner with her. As

Mom bent slightly, reaching for the clothes beside her, Teacher Li, seeing the glimpse of her short skirt, couldn't resist stroking her buttocks from behind.

He rolled up Mom's short skirt and began kneading and caressing her smooth buttocks, saying they were incredibly alluring and that he had never seen a woman as beautiful as Mom.

Mom, somewhat shyly, said she wasn't particularly beautiful.

Teacher Li continued to caress Mom's smooth buttocks for a while. Then, Mom, wanting to leave the rooftop, told Teacher Li she needed to prepare dinner.

Teacher Li removed her mother's short-sleeved shirt and pink bra, revealing her full breasts. Teacher Li pressed her mother down on the rooftop, looked at her, and then said with a wicked smile that her mother's body was her dinner. After saying that, Teacher Li knelt down in front of her mother's breasts and began to lick her mother's pink nipples with the tip of her tongue.

The mother, somewhat nervous, tried to move her head away, but Teacher Li continued to circulate his tongue around her breasts. The mother blushed and pressed her hands against Teacher Li's head, trying to remove his tongue from her. But Teacher Li's greedy tongue continued to tease her breasts, making them feel comfortable and weak. She closed her eyes, blushing, and enjoyed the sensation.

Teacher Li licked and sucked on the mother's breasts with his mouth and tongue. The mother felt incredibly comfortable, and with the continued licking, she blushed and closed her eyes, finally unable to hold back a soft moan.

"Mmm...no...mmm...mmm...Teacher Li...mmm...mmm...no...can't...mmm..."

Hearing the mother's moans and seeing her shy expression, Teacher Li slowly moved his mouth to her neck and shoulders. He gently licked her pink neck with his tongue, while simultaneously lifting her short skirt.

He licked and kissed his mother's shoulders and face, then pressed his lips to hers, his hands caressing her legs. He parted her lips with his tongue, wanting to slip it into her mouth.

His mother blushed and turned her head away. He continued to caress her smooth thighs with both hands, moving to the inside. Finally, with his right hand, he teased her genitals through her stockings and panties.

After a while, his mother felt waves of pleasure in her thighs and genitals, and she couldn't help but moan softly. He quickly slipped his tongue into her lips.

His tongue entwined with hers, and she felt it being constantly wrapped around his tongue. He continued to tease her tongue, his left hand holding her right leg and caressing it, while his right hand kneaded her genitals. Under his constant caresses and teasing, she couldn't help but let out soft moans.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...uh...mmm...ah...mmm..."

After a series of caresses, Teacher Li withdrew his mouth from his mother's fragrant lips and then removed her short skirt. Teacher Li knelt beside his mother's thighs and excitedly licked and sucked all over her thighs. After a while, Teacher Li's hands reached for his mother's breasts and began to knead and rotate her full breasts.

His mother felt Teacher Li's hands kneading and rotating her breasts, and his hands licking and sucking her thighs. Gradually, she felt weak, and her breasts and thighs felt very comfortable from Teacher Li's caresses. His mother blushed and closed her eyes, gradually becoming able to quietly enjoy the pleasure that was coming with Teacher Li's caresses.

Seeing that the mother had initially resisted but now blushed and closed her eyes, Teacher Li became very excited. He took off his clothes, then tore a small piece of the mother's pantyhose to separate her underwear. Teacher Li then lifted the mother's thighs onto his shoulders and rubbed his penis against her vulva, preparing to penetrate to its deepest point.

The mother, with her eyes closed, felt Teacher Li holding something and rubbing it.

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