My Beautiful Mother Teacher 13-15

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Fortunately, the damage to the shop was relatively minor this time; only a table and a few chairs were broken. The police quickly took the
group of thugs into custody. They initially wanted to take me back for questioning, but many people at the scene testified that
I acted in self-defense, so the police just went through the motions and left without a word of thanks. Apparently, these
thugs frequently roamed around several nearby middle schools, specifically robbing, intimidating, and extorting middle school students or
high school girls. However, because they were so cunning, they would hide as soon as they heard the news, leaving the police sometimes helpless.
Now that they've been caught, the students can rest easy. I never expected my action to be such
a big help.

"Well done, Xiaoyu, you're quite skilled! You took down those thugs in one go," the owner said, giving me
a thumbs up .

"Just some fancy footwork. Actually, I was quite nervous just now," I said, waving my hand.

"Don't be modest. Sigh, with these thugs causing trouble, we probably won't be able to do business today
. Clean up the place and you can go home later," the owner said, his face showing some resentment.

"Okay." I nodded, then picked up the broom and started sweeping.

"Um, Liu Yu," Teacher Lin called from the side.

I turned around and saw Teacher Lin standing there awkwardly. I asked with some confusion, "Teacher Lin,
you're still here?"

"I've been here the whole time, okay?" Lin Lin said angrily, not knowing
why was acting this way.

"Oh, is something wrong?" I said while sweeping. This woman just escaped danger, and now she's acting like she's on fire again?

"Um... do you know martial arts?" Lin Lin thought for a long time before finally managing to say something.

"...If I didn't, would I still be standing here?" I replied speechlessly. What's wrong with this woman
?

"Um... thank you for today." Teacher Lin's tone suddenly softened, which startled me.
Her tone changed so suddenly! It's so hot, but my back felt as cold as snow in June.

"Um...it's nothing, I think anyone with a sense of justice would do it. But, teacher, could you
please leave first? I need to clean up." I replied politely, then began to observe
Teacher Lin Lin's expression.

"Okay, then I won't bother you anymore, I'll be going now." Teacher Lin Lin said with her head down, then quickly
walked out of the coffee shop. Watching Teacher Lin Lin's back, I never expected that the teacher had this side to her. I quickly
finished cleaning , and the owner gave me a 100-yuan note, smiling and saying, "Xiao Yu, this is your wages for today."

"This...this is a bit too much." I said in surprise.

"Not at all, not at all, take it." The owner said.

"Okay then, thank you, boss, I'll be going now." Due to my family's situation, I accepted the 100
yuan.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work today."

It was already 5 PM when I left the coffee shop. Time had flown by!
I stretched, wondering how my mother was doing at home. The thought of her beautiful figure filled me
with excitement . Humming a little tune, I hurried home…
I hummed along, thinking about how well I'd earned today—100 yuan, at least for me.
I quickly reached my door, opened it, and called out, "Mom, I'm home!"

"You're home!" came my mother's voice from inside, seemingly from the kitchen.

I quietly went to the kitchen and found my mother with her back to me. The sound of running
water ; she was washing something. Her chestnut-red, wavy hair was simply styled, with
a few curls falling loosely at her temples. Her snow-white neck was exposed, and she was wearing a champagne-colored
silk ; it looked incredibly soft and smooth.

The nightgown was above the knee, and her red stiletto sandals were gone, replaced
by silver ones. The heels seemed even higher than before, probably around 15 centimeters
, with the platform alone being 4 centimeters high.

The soles were rubber, the uppers satin, and the long, thin, silver, rhinestone-studded heels made
her incredibly pert buttocks stand out even more. I've noticed that the higher the heels she wears, the more prominent and pert
her buttocks .

Even a slight movement while she's chopping vegetables causes her amazingly elastic buttocks to jiggle slightly.
Since my relationship with my mother changed, I've started researching women's clothing, shoes, and other
aspects of women's fashion online. This champagne-colored nightgown wasn't completely transparent; only the back was visible. I wondered what
the looked like.

Although the long nightgown covered her back completely, her pert buttocks were
still clearly visible, like now, her proud, round buttocks were outlined in a
stunning curve within the nightgown.

Mom was diligently washing the dishes when she suddenly felt a gaze fixed on her from behind. Turning around,
she saw her son staring greedily at the alluring curves of her back.

She put the clean plates aside, muttering, "What are you looking at, you
little rascal ? Go wash up in the bathroom. You've been working for hours, you're filthy." Then she turned back to chopping vegetables
.

At that moment, I noticed the front of Mom's nightgown: a deep V-neck with a bow at the neckline. Her
alluring, high breasts stretched the dress high, revealing a deep, perfect cleavage and glimpses of her black bra straps
.

I swallowed instinctively, my penis instantly hardening from the visual stimulation. I
slowly walked behind Mom and wrapped my arms around her soft, flawless waist.

Because Mom was wearing 15cm high-heeled platform sandals, her body was suddenly elevated,
almost as tall as mine. My large, erect penis, positioned at a 45-degree angle, was directly in front of Mom's proud, beautiful buttocks. Then, I
pressed forward and immediately touched the cleft between Mom's two pert buttocks. "Hmm?"

Mom realized that I had touched her buttocks and waist. She turned her head, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and said,
"I told you to go wash up. Didn't you hear me? You stink. You smell like sweat."

"Let's go in a bit, Mom. Let me relax first. I'm exhausted from working." I wrapped my arms around my mother's waist, rubbing my penis
against her buttocks. Huh? Why is there no obstruction? Is my mother not wearing
underwear ? I couldn't help but get excited.

"Go now, you stink." My mother turned around and glared at me, saying.

"No." I became even more aggressive, my hands, which were gripping her soft waist, slipped under her armpits and climbed up her
breasts, which I couldn't quite grasp, moving them clockwise through her silk nightgown.

"Liu Yu, you're getting bolder and bolder. You don't even listen to your mother anymore." My mother
said with a slight anger on her face.

"I will listen, but you are still my woman. As a man's woman, you have to listen to your man."

I said domineeringly, kneading my mother's full breasts even harder.

"How old are you?" My mother was amused by my words and smiled sweetly.

"It has nothing to do with age. The most important thing is that you are my mother, and more importantly, my woman." I said.

"Why don't you go take a shower first? You smell a bit sweaty. Do you want to make your woman stink too?"
Mom suddenly said in a seductive voice, her eyes full of allure. She was truly a captivating beauty.

"Okay, I'll ask you a few questions, and you can answer them before I go," I said after thinking for a moment. My
penis, pressed against her buttocks, quickened its pace.

"What do you want to ask?" Mom said with a seductive smile, her beautiful eyes curving into crescent moons.

"Mom, I've never seen this nightgown before," I asked, while squeezing Mom's two full,
uncontrollable caved in.

"Hmm... he bought it. He bought quite a few back then, and this one has been sitting at the very back of the closet. I almost
forgot it," Mom groaned involuntarily, not swatting away my hands that were clinging to her breasts.

"Who is he? Are you seeing another man?" I said, feigning anger.

"Liu Yu, don't play dumb. Don't pretend you don't know," Mom said, giving me a light tap on the chest with her left elbow,
slightly annoyed.

"And these shoes too?" I saw my mother was a little angry, so I quickly changed the subject.

"Yes." My mother nodded.

"Then why have I never seen you wear them?" I asked, puzzled.

"Back then, I hadn't worn high heels this high. He kept urging me to wear them,
but I never agreed, afraid of twisting my ankle." My mother continued.

As I listened to my mother's story, my penis pressed tightly against her buttocks, moving up and down. My hands
slipped inside the V-neck of her silk nightgown, pulling out her black lace bra. Then, my fingers
slipped inside the bra's seams, and I began to fondle my mother's large, perky breasts. I whispered, "Mom, what about
your red high-heeled sandals?"

Hearing me mention them, Mom seemed to remember something. She raised her left leg and
kicked my shin with the long heel of her sandal, growling, "Soaking in the tub!"

*Screech* I gasped, enduring the pain in my leg, and gritted my teeth, asking, "Soaking is fine, but why did you kick me out
of the blue ?"

"You dare say that? You've gotten bolder now! Daring to sneak in while I'm showering and take advantage of the situation. Your work hours are almost
up, you're really making the most of every minute. If only you put this energy into your studies." Mom turned her head, her
beautiful eyes narrowed. Having already been kicked in the shin, and now with another kick, I knew Mom was now completely enraged.

The pain returned, and I endured it, forcing a few forced laughs before continuing to press on
, though my tone had softened, afraid of angering my mother. "Mom, what does that have to do with those shoes?"

My mother's sharp eyes fixed on me, and she snapped, "What do you mean it has nothing to do with me? You came in, pinned me against the wall
, and did all that to me, and then you ejaculated inside me! A whole bunch of your stuff leaked into my shoes,
hot and sticky, the whole pair is covered in your stuff! How am I supposed to wear them?!"

So it was all because of me. I leaned closer... I kissed my mother on the cheek, inhaling her
sweet scent. I placed my hands back on her soft, full waist, and said gently and apologetically, "Mom, it's my
fault. I only thought of myself and didn't consider your feelings."

My mother, who was still angry, softened when she saw the tenderness and affection in my eyes, and her tone less
harsh. "Don't do that again."

Hearing her softened tone, I quickly placed one hand on her full breasts and kneaded them, while the other hand
slipped under her silk nightgown to touch her vulva, murmuring... "Mom, can I..."

Before I could finish, Mom frowned, looking uncomfortable. I quickly asked, "Mom, what's wrong?"

Mom turned her head to the side, pouted, and said irritably, "Isn't it all your fault?"

I was completely confused. Why was Mom saying such nonsensical things today? I asked again, "How is it my
fault again?"

Mom rolled her eyes at me and said, "This morning you barged in while I was showering and did all that to me. Now it's a little
red and swollen down there."

Oh my god, really? I quickly lifted Mom's silk nightgown up. I noticed that my mother's labia
were redder and swollen than usual. On the verge of tears, I said, "What about my penis?"

My mother laughed smugly and said seductively, "That's your problem. You brought it on yourself."

Seeing her smug look, I reached into her bra again, grasped her full
breasts , and began to roughly rub them. My mother didn't stop me; her breathing was rapid, but her smile
deepened, and she said in a more seductive voice, "The harder you rub, the more excited you get. How will you deal with that?"

"Mom, this is blatant temptation. Aren't you afraid I'll take you right now? You're my
woman," I whispered, my voice filled with desire.

Seeing my lustful look, my mother frowned slightly, closed her eyes, and said coldly, "I'm
still your mother. You try."

Seeing that I had no chance today, I turned and left dejectedly. My mother, seeing my dejected appearance,
couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. I went back to my room, turned on my computer, and clicked on the desktop icons randomly
. I accidentally clicked on a folder.

I saw it was a video—the pornographic video Zhang Gang had given me before. At that time, my relationship with my mother hadn't progressed yet.
We'd gotten to the point of bed, so whenever my parents were about to have sex, I'd watch the video beforehand. I'd probably
watched this video at least seven times. Since I had nothing else to do, I thought I'd watch it one more time.

I picked up my headphones, put them on, and double-clicked the video. It quickly appeared before my eyes. I
watched the repetitive scenes listlessly, occasionally clicking the progress bar.

Suddenly, when it reached 20 minutes, I noticed the actress's movements were captivating.
She was using her slightly sagging, plump breasts to envelop the actor's penis, her breasts tightly gripping it,
moving up and down. Her mouth would occasionally stick out her tongue to lick the glans, and the actor's expression was one of
pure pleasure. Seeing this, an idea immediately popped into my head.

After dinner, my mother was about to clear the dishes when I stopped her, saying, "Mom, let me do it."

"Oh, why are you being so proactive today?" My mother looked at me with a smile, her eyebrows slightly raised.
I was somewhat mesmerized.

"No, it's just that Mom works so hard all the time, and besides, I'm your man now
. It's only natural for a man to help the woman he loves," I said in a pretentious tone.

My mother chuckled at my words and said, "A 17-year-old boy acting all mature?"

I ignored her and took all the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen. My mother didn't stop me, and then
I slowly went to the living room. My ample buttocks, clad in 15-centimeter-long, slender white high-heeled sandals, looked even more proud and perky. I
swayed slightly as I walked, which made my heart flutter, and my penis involuntarily hardened again.

I was clearing the dishes in the kitchen, my eyes darting to my mother in the living room every now and then. She was sitting on the sofa watching
TV , her legs elegantly crossed, her long, fair legs fully exposed. One hand was on her crossed leg, supporting
her chin, and she was engrossed in watching TV. Watching her made my head spin even more.
I quickly finished the dishes and went to the living room, sitting next to my mother. She glanced at me out of the corner of her eye and muttered, "
So fast?"

I nodded. I started stroking her right leg, which was crossed over her shoulder. My mother, still watching TV,
said expressionlessly, "Liu Yu, are you itching for a beating again?" "Mom, I want it," I said

, ignoring her words and continuing to stroke her shapely legs . 　　"Have you forgotten what I said this afternoon?" Mom scolded. 　　Taking advantage of her inattention, I pounced on her and pinned her down. Mom didn't expect me to do that panicked. Seeing herself pinned down, she snapped, "Liu Yu, what are you doing? I'm warning you, don't even think about doing what you did this morning." 　　"I know, I won't do that. Mom, can you help me in another way?" I said, thinking to myself that Mom's anger was truly formidable. 　　Mom stared at me intently with her beautiful eyes and slowly said, "What way?" 　　"With your breasts." As soon as she finished speaking, I saw her eyes fill with rage. Her hands struck my bruised waist with lightning speed, making me scream, "Ah, that hurts!" 　　"Liu Yu, you're dreaming," Mom said angrily. 　　"You said I can't use my pussy, why can't I use your breasts? I'm about to burst!" I argued , then pulled my penis out of my pants, my monstrous penis swaying back and forth in the air. 　　"Where did you learn all this? He's never done anything like this," Mom said, her beautiful eyes glaring angrily. 　　"Porn. I watch it every time I see you two making love," I said calmly. 　　Mom was immediately terrified, her face turning pale, her body trembling slightly. She pointed at me and said, "Well... you child, no wonder you know so many tricks." Then she reached out to 　　grab my waist again. Having been tricked a few times, I knew exactly how Mom would react. I grabbed her hand and immediately kissed her. Mom's eyes widened, and she struggled to break free from me, but she wasn't as me. After several attempts, she finally gave up and began to kiss me passionately. My tongue entered Mom's mouth, intertwining with her beautiful tongue, and I swallowed her saliva. Mom was breathing . 　　My erect penis pressed against the middle of Mom's silk nightgown. 　　Suddenly, my penis pressed against her swollen vagina, causing her to furrow her brow and cry out. I was startled and quickly moved my penis away, softly saying, "Mom, can you help me there?" I pointed to her large, plump breasts. Seeing me remove my penis, Mom knew I cared for her, and her heart softened. She said with a hint of helplessness "I'm really defeated by you." 　　I was overjoyed, knowing Mom had agreed, and immediately placed my penis in front of her. Mom slowly pulled down the straps of her nightgown, revealing the upper part of her body, including a black lace bra and her incredibly alluring cleavage. 　　Her 38F breasts were indeed impressive; they were very large, and the black lace bra could barely contain them , with most of her snow-white breasts peeking out, especially her nipples, which were very prominent inside the bra. 　　I swallowed hard, my mind a complete blank, unable to think straight. I stared blankly at my mother, who then unhooked her black lace bra, revealing her full, white 38F breasts . Her arms began to climb up to my penis, slowly grasping it, then she cried out, releasing it and murmuring "So hot!" 　　Taking advantage of her momentary daze, I softly comforted her, "You'll get used to it." 　　My mother rolled her eyes, then her hands climbed up to my penis again and began rubbing it. This time, she was prepared, gripping my penis and rubbing it back and forth, giving me an immediate pleasure. It was different from being inside my mother's vagina; it had a unique sensation. 　　I said, "Mom, this feels so good! It would be even better if you used your breasts." I moved forward a little, positioning my penis against my mother's breasts. She gave me a reproachful look, then used her hands to hold my penis in place against her breasts . She then squeezed her 38F breasts together, applying pressure to my penis, which was immediately clamped shut. 　　I let out a soft "ah!" of pleasure. I have to say, if a woman's breasts are only a C or D cup , she simply can't clamp the penis completely shut, making it impossible to experience the pleasure of breast sex.

From porn videos, I noticed that only women with E-cup or larger breasts can completely envelop a penis.
This leads to the conclusion that for breast sex to be truly pleasurable, two conditions must be met.

First, the woman must be mature and beautiful; if she's too ugly, her appearance won't make your penis erect.

Second, the bra size must be E-cup or larger to fully envelop the penis.

My mother perfectly fits both criteria. Not only is she mature and beautiful, but she also has large breasts. Most importantly,
we are mother and son, which makes it even more stimulating. A mother performing breast sex on her son—how taboo and pleasurable
!

At this moment, my penis felt like a sandwich, enveloped by my mother's two large, beautiful breasts. The feeling
was indescribable. My thick, long penis was sandwiched between my mother's breasts, and she pushed against them counter-clockwise, squeezing
my penis. I was squeezed between her breasts, moving up and down.

Unlike inside a vagina, where there's at least
some moisture, my penis was squeezed between her breasts, making it difficult to push. But the feeling was incredibly pleasurable, unlike the sensation inside a vagina. As I pushed
, I murmured, "Mom, don't always use the same position. Try pushing from the bottom up with your breasts!"

My mother blinked her beautiful eyes and said coquettishly, "Where did all these tricks come from?" With that, she changed the direction of her hands
and pushed upwards. My thick, long penis grew harder and harder as it was squeezed between her full breasts. The purplish-red
glans rubbed against her breasts, sending waves of pleasure through my brain. I
increased .

I must say, the pleasure I felt during my first time having sex with my mother's breasts was no less than that of vaginal penetration. Soon
, I pushed faster and faster, my breathing became heavier, and the pleasure intensified. Suddenly, my body shuddered, and I growled,
"Mom, I'm going to cum."

My mother, seeing my reaction, knew I was about to ejaculate and murmured, "Cum, cum."

I forcefully pushed my penis into my mother's cleavage several times, then a numbness
shot through my lower back, my brain went blank, and I quickly pulled my penis out of her cleavage. Then, my glans began to ejaculate, a large amount of hot, thick, milky-white
semen erupting like a volcanic eruption—one spurt, two spurts, three spurts…

wave after wave of semen continuously splattered onto my mother's fair skin and large, beautiful breasts. After a while
… About a minute later, my penis stopped ejaculating, and my mother's body was completely covered in my semen,
especially her two full breasts, which were completely covered with semen, even the nipples were no longer visible,
they were all covered in white semen.

My mother was suddenly sprayed with a huge amount of hot semen, and she instinctively cried out. Then she
looked down and found that her chest was covered in semen, and she was stunned.

She knew that I had a lot of semen, but it was all shot into her uterus, so she couldn't see it directly. But
now she could see it clearly, there was a lot of semen, it was thick, it was hot, and most of her body was covered in milky white semen.
Just as I breathed a sigh of relief, Mom suddenly attacked again, adding
another , muttering, "You beast, shooting so much!"

I cried out in pain, and Mom immediately covered my mouth with her hand, angrily saying, "Do you want the whole building
to hear you?!"

I was on the verge of tears, and I yanked Mom's hand away, saying with a mournful face, "It hurts, you've bruised me all over." "

Serves you right, who told you to shoot all over Mom, making me have to take a shower again, this is the third time today,"
Mom Then Mom slowly got up from under me, her upper body still covered in semen, and went into the bathroom to start
washing. I pulled out a few tissues from the living room table and started wiping my own penis.

Fifteen minutes later, Mom came out of the bathroom, still wearing the same silk nightgown, but the milky white
semen on her body had been washed away. She walked into the living room and noticed my penis was still exposed. She said with a soft, reproachful tone,
"You wicked thing, feeling better now?"

I walked over, my penis now limp, and wrapped my arms around her waist, saying, "Thank you, Mom!"

Mom raised her eyebrows, her full lips curving slightly upwards. Then she gently flicked my
penis and said, "How was work today?"

My penis, stimulated, felt a surge of energy. I kissed Mom on the cheek and
proudly said, "Not bad, I earned 100 yuan."

"Not bad, I didn't expect you to be so good at making money." Mom gave me a seductive smile, which stunned
me . My penis, uncooperatively, became erect again.

"You…you're up again? You just ejaculated so much, how could…?" Mom
asked, looking at my penis in surprise.

I explained, "It's because you always speak in ambiguous ways, and you're dressed so sexily. I think you're
seducing me, Mom." Mom glared at me with her beautiful eyes, then punched me in the chest with her small fist, angrily saying, "Who's seducing you?"

I picked Mom up and grinned mischievously, "Mom, let's do it again." I then carried Mom
into my parents' room. Mom struggled against me, then pinched my injured shoulder, cursing, "I
told you it hurts down there."

I endured the pain, threw Mom onto the bed, then pressed myself against her, and began kissing her
face —eyes, nose, lips, ears. My hands weren't idle either;
I ripped off Mom's silk nightgown, revealing her two full, beautiful breasts. I began to caress her smooth, white breasts,
the two prominent red nipples, then her soft, fleshless waist, her abundant pubic hair, and her slightly
swollen labia.

"Be gentle when you go in," Mom muttered, seemingly resigned to her fate, knowing she couldn't escape my clutches
.

"Yes, I know." I nodded eagerly, my face beaming.

"Use a condom," Mom added.

"Dream on," I replied with a wicked grin, then my thick, long penis pushed open Mom's swollen vaginal opening and slowly
inserted itself into her small vagina, beginning to thrust rapidly. The sounds of flesh colliding, groans,
and cries of pain filled the room.

The next morning, I limped along the road, enduring the pain in my lower back.
Last night, I had made love to Mom three more times, ejaculating inside her uterus each time, giving me immense pleasure.

But even during the pleasure, there was pain. Every time my penis thrust forcefully inside Mom's vaginal walls, Mom...
They would retaliate by hitting my waist or shoulders, making last night another battle of strength. Every
time , the pressure on my waist or shoulders would increase.

My mother, being a woman, isn't as strong as a man, and in the end, she was the first to give in, becoming completely
powerless and letting me do as I pleased. After last night's battle, both sides of my lower back were completely bruised, and my shoulders bore
my mother 's teeth marks, forcing me to apply medicated oil this morning, which made my mother laugh. Is this what they call
"painful yet pleasurable"?

As I was walking and thinking, I suddenly heard shouts behind me. I turned around and saw a
man and a woman chasing each other. The woman was running behind, pointing at the man in front, desperately shouting, "Stop thief! He
stole my bag!"

The people around seemed not to hear her. Some continued on their way, some stopped but didn't
help or call the police, just watching the show, while others quickly hid far away
, afraid of getting involved. The cold indifference of society was on full display.

I took a closer look at the man who had snatched the bag ahead and was stunned.
It was the same thin, middle-aged man who had harassed my mother on the bus! What a coincidence! To run into him twice in such a short time!
The middle-aged man was running very fast, widening the gap between him and the woman he had robbed. He ran towards
us , his face contorted with rage, shouting, "Get the hell out of my way!"

People ahead, seeing the man's vicious appearance, quickly made way for him. A
young woman, caught off guard, was shoved aside by the charging man, who yelled, "You dare block my
way? You're asking for trouble!"

The young woman's head slammed into a roadside lamppost,
drawing blood from her forehead, and she immediately lost consciousness.

The arrogant middle-aged man was immediately hurled insults at him by the surrounding crowd, but he ignored them and continued
running. Soon, he was almost upon me. I was burning with rage at this lecherous and vicious man.
As he approached, I dodged and swept my leg towards his
shin.

The middle-aged man, preoccupied with running and watching the woman chasing him, didn't notice and was quickly struck
, flying more than a meter away face-first. Embodying the international fighting
spirit of striking while the iron is hot, before he could get up, I delivered a powerful chop to his neck. The force of the blow to

his neck momentarily stunned him. Before he could fully regain consciousness,
I pinned him to my back and used a grappling technique to lock his arm, rendering it powerless.

Just then, someone must have called the police at some point. The sound of police sirens grew louder as they approached, and
the woman whose bag had been snatched finally ran over, quickly picking up her fallen bag. As I watched her approach
, my eyes lit up.

Her ample hips swayed as she ran. Looking closer, I realized
she mature and beautiful, exuding a captivating charm. She was probably in her early thirties, a young
woman in her twenties, radiating youthful style.

She wore light makeup, with arched eyebrows, long eyelashes, and large,
bright lips were painted with pink lipstick, and she had long, wavy, brown
hair with a few loose strands of bangs framing her face. Delicate metal earrings dangled from her ears, sparkling in the sunlight.

The woman wore a white, tight-fitting, V-neck short-sleeved dress. The dress was provocatively designed, with a V-neck in both the front and
back , revealing most of her smooth, fair skin. The sleeves were made of lace, and
the V-neckline was very low, pressing her high, full breasts against the neckline to reveal a deep
cleavage.

A thin, long silver necklace adorned her neck, dangling into the deep cleavage
. The tight dress accentuated her beautiful, curvaceous figure, especially her pert buttocks, which formed a striking curve beneath
the narrow skirt. This woman's buttocks were just as shapely as her mother's.

A tight white mini-skirt revealed two full, long, and slender white legs, adorned with white patent leather
high heels . The heels were very high, probably around 14 centimeters. The woman, wearing those heels, was almost up to my nose; she
was at least 1.65 meters tall.

She jogged up to me from behind, clearly a high-heel enthusiast, and probably
wore such high heels frequently.

Generally speaking, the higher a woman's heels, the greater the support required for the front of her feet.
If she didn't wear them often, she was more likely to sprain her ankle or lose her balance and fall.

The woman, slightly out of breath, picked up her bag from the ground. Through her low-cut neckline, I could see her full breasts
rising and falling slightly—another pair of exquisite breasts. That deep cleavage must have been at least an E-cup.
Although I'd seen my mother's F-cup breasts before, I still couldn't help but swallow hard.

The woman, somewhat flustered, opened her purse to check if anything was missing. Just then, the police
arrived. Seeing that the person who had caught the thief was the same employee from the coffee shop yesterday, they quickly said, "Young man,
hand him over to us."

I turned around and saw it was the same group of police from yesterday. I stepped aside, and the police immediately
handcuffed the middle-aged man's wrists and arrested him.

The poor man only realized who had subdued him the moment he stood up. Seeing it was
the high school student from the bus, he tried to say something but was taken away by the police.

Two young male police officers were taking notes on the woman whose purse had been snatched. While ostensibly taking notes,
their eyes kept glancing at her full, rounded cleavage. It seems that sexy, mature women are always
popular. The woman, aware of the two young officers' furtive glances at her chest, showed a hint of displeasure,
quickly finished explaining the situation, and left.

Just as I was about to leave, I heard someone call out behind me, "Please wait a moment." I turned around
, and the mature, sexy, and beautiful woman quickly walked up to me, smiling, and said, "Thank you so much for earlier
."

I waved my hand and said, "No need to be polite. That thief's actions were outrageous. He robbed me and injured
me; it was unbearable to watch. Miss, are you sure nothing's missing from your bag?"

The woman, hearing me call her "Miss," couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, saying, "You called me 'Miss'?"

I nodded and said, "You're so pretty and stylishly dressed; you must be quite young."

The woman smiled charmingly, "Judging by your appearance, you must still be a high school student. I'm old enough to be your
mother."

My mind went blank; I was speechless for a long time. This woman could actually be my mother?
She must be at least 40 years old! Seeing me standing there dumbfounded, the woman brushed her long, wavy hair aside,
then opened her bag, took out a business card, and handed it to me. "This is my business card, kid."

I took it and saw three large characters: Liu Yanli. This must be the woman's
name; she truly lived up to her name. Next, in the upper left corner, it said "Aishang Beauty Salon." She owned a beauty salon?

I took a closer look at the business card and noticed the words "General Manager" appended to her name. I was secretly
surprised; this mature and glamorous woman in front of me was actually quite wealthy. Then I saw her
necklace and earrings, and it all made sense—no wonder that middle-aged man had targeted her.

After looking at the business card, I put it in my pocket and said, "Okay, I have to go to work now."

"You're working? You're so young, already working? Aren't you in school?" Liu Yanli looked surprised.

"Yes, I am. Besides, I'm not young anymore. It's
good ," I said evasively.

"Looks like you're a good kid. Your parents must be very happy," Liu Yanli praised.

I glanced at my watch; it was almost time for my shift. I didn't bother
arguing with and said, "Um, my shift is almost over, I have to go first..."

Liu Yanli, seeing that my shift was approaching, nodded and said, "Okay, you go ahead, kid. If
you have any difficulties at work, call Aunt Liu at the number upstairs."

I nodded, just to be polite, and then quickly ran towards the coffee shop. Liu Yanli smiled
as she watched my retreating figure disappear from her sight, muttering softly, "What a good kid, if only..." She
stopped herself mid-sentence... Afterwards, I left with a somewhat somber expression.
After the incident involving Teacher Lin and Liu Yanli, life returned to its usual routine, repetitive and
peaceful . I went to class as usual, finished class as usual, went home as usual, ate as usual, and had sex with my mother as usual. Time
passed day by day, and my mother and I tried every means to raise money to repay the loan. The 100,000 yuan bank debt was like a
mountain weighing on my mother and me, making it hard to breathe. But I always believed that there would always be a way out, and I felt
that my life was very fulfilling now. Through this incident, I also felt that I had become more mature, grown up, and
started to think about my family. I think the only one who's not at peace is Ms. Lin Lin. Ever since what happened last time,
I've noticed that our young homeroom teacher has started wearing makeup and dressing up. Before, Ms. Lin Lin only
focused on her clothes and shoes, and she mostly appeared without makeup, exuding a
youthful and lively vibe. But now, she wears a light touch of makeup. Generally speaking,
women who are very carefree about their appearance tend to wear heavy makeup, applying more foundation to cover up
their flaws and make their skin appear fairer. However, this kind of heavy makeup requires a certain level of
skill. If the skill is too low, it can have the opposite effect. Someone who isn't particularly attractive to begin with
heavy makeup might as well be sent to a mental hospital. On the other hand, those who are skilled at it look more glamorous
and sexy. Usually, these women frequent places like nightclubs and bars.

After her makeover, Ms. Lin Lin's entire demeanor changed.
Her clothing, usually sweet and charming, combined with her makeup, gave her a youthful and sweet
aura with a touch of alluring sexiness. Many of the boys in our class were quite excited, answering
questions more enthusiastically, hoping Ms. Lin Lin would glance at them. Normally, Ms. Lin Lin's makeup
was completely irrelevant to me; I maintained my usual habit of remaining
silent , avoiding raising my hand to answer questions. Having seen my mother,
a beautiful and mature woman, the impact of Ms. Lin Lin's makeup on me was clearly less than on the other boys.

However, I don't know if it's because of the fight at the coffee shop, but I've found myself
incredibly unlucky whenever I attend Ms. Lin Lin's class. Before, at least I was caught in the crossfire, but now I'm always the target.
In almost class she teaches, she calls on me when answering questions, even though I don't raise my hand. Is she trying to
get back at me?

"Liu Yu, answer this question for me." Teacher Lin Lin, with her back to us, quickly
wrote .

Has this woman gone mad? This is the sixth time she's called my name this week. She's gotten used to it, addicted to it.
Teacher Lin Lin teaches Chinese, and basically, she teaches us four out of five days. I'm now on her blacklist
for roll call.

"Um, this question mainly explains..." I stood up and quickly, concisely, and directly
finished the question.

"Hmm, very good answer. Sit down." Teacher Lin Lin finished writing on the blackboard and turned around.

"Kid, not bad. You're quite favored by Teacher Lin Lin now. Every time you don't raise your hand, she calls on you.
This week, I think it's the fifth or sixth time." Zhang Gang chuckled from the side
.

"The sixth time," I said through gritted teeth.

"Hey, tell me the truth, do you have something going on with our beautiful teacher Lin Lin...?" Zhang Gang said
with a lewd grin, his mind probably already racing with fantasies.

"What nonsense," I retorted irritably.

"Who are you trying to fool? Before, when you didn't raise your hand, Teacher Lin Lin rarely called on you.
She'd only call on you occasionally when she felt like it. Look at this week, every single time it's Teacher Lin Lin's class, have you ever skipped a single one?" Zhang
Gang said with a disbelieving look.

"Don't believe me if you don't want to." I turned away from Zhang Gang, thinking to myself, "Is this woman's period coming on really hard these past
few days ?" I carefully examined Teacher Lin Lin's complexion, but it didn't seem like it
. Her face was rosy, and her lips weren't pale; it didn't look like she was on her period. Could it really be revenge? No way,
I saved her last time. Is she trying to repay kindness with enmity? I should have known better than to save her.

Just as I was thinking, the bell rang, signaling the end of class. Whew, finally class was over!
It was so hard! Ms. Lin put down her chalk and said, "Before class ends, I have two things to say.
First as you all probably already know, this Friday is the school's 60th anniversary celebration. Tonight, the school
will hold a wonderful anniversary gala in the gymnasium at 8 PM. Everyone here needs to be there, and we'll
take attendance."

After Ms. Lin finished saying the first thing, the students didn't react much, because we already knew about it
a couple of days anniversary gala? And we have to be there! My
part-time job plans are ruined again. Although there are still two months until I have to pay back the money, my mom and I are starting to get anxious. 100,000 yuan is no small
amount. Seeing our somewhat indifferent reaction, Ms. Lin Lin continued, "The second thing is that
our course is already halfway through. To assess your learning progress, the school has decided
to hold a midterm exam the week after next. We hope you all study hard and achieve good results. As always
, students who rank in the top ten of the entire grade will receive a scholarship;
the higher the ranking, the larger the scholarship."

As soon as Ms. Lin Lin finished speaking, the students erupted in discussion.
Zhang Gang, sitting next to me, looked dejected and said, "Damn it, time
flies ! It's already..." "Midterm exams are coming up, and I haven't even looked at my books yet!"

After hearing Zhang Gang's complaint, I immediately pointed at his book with a look of disdain and said, "
How can you say such a shameless thing? I've never seen you look at your books. Look at them, they haven't even been opened
. They're no different from the ones you just got."

Zhang Gang immediately became very unhappy when I called him out. He flipped to the table of contents, pointed at it,
and said shamelessly, "How can you say I haven't opened them? I even wrote my name on them!"

I was completely speechless at this guy. However, what Teacher Lin Lin said earlier reminded me—oh right,
the scholarship ! I heard that the scholarship for the top student in the whole grade is 2200 yuan, decreasing by 100 yuan for each subsequent student. So
even the tenth place winner gets 1200 yuan! It seems I absolutely have to get this scholarship. These days,
I can't let any opportunity to earn money slip by. But I've been so busy working that I haven't had much time to study. Getting into the top
ten be very difficult. Looks like I'll have to cut down on sex with my mom a few more times. I can't afford
to let her down at this crucial moment.

After Ms. Lin finished speaking, she glanced at me and saw me staring blankly at the ground, my expression
a mix of sadness and helplessness. She felt a strange unease, then turned and walked out of the classroom.
Lost in thought, I didn't notice Ms. Lin's expression. I was already planning my revision.
I was determined to get into the top ten in the whole grade this time, even if it was just tenth place.

Since I had made the decision, I was determined to see it through. In the next two classes, I listened more attentively and tried my best to master all the knowledge points in the
textbook class. Soon, the school bell rang. After packing up my books, I
walked out of the classroom and found my mother standing gracefully at the entrance of the building. Since we had sex, I noticed that my mother's
face had become even more alluring and charming, her skin was smoother and fairer, and she was radiant.
She exuded a very strong mature woman's aura. Looking at her beautiful and charming face, she didn't look like
a woman . I felt that my mother was now a contradiction, both alluring and mature.

Today, Mom was dressed in a black and white business suit. Underneath, she wore a camisole dress with straps,
and over it, a white short-sleeved business jacket. When the jacket was buttoned up, her full, high breasts made the dress bulge.
The long skirt tightly hugged her plump, pert buttocks, reaching just to her knees. Her proud, pert buttocks were outlined in an incredibly stunning curve by
the skirt , and her long, slender, jade-like legs were exposed below her knees.
She wore a pair of 12-centimeter patent leather black stilettos with red soles. She carried a black handbag, and her long, chestnut
-red wavy hair was casually draped over her back. Mom's sexy and alluring figure
attracted the attention of many students who were about to walk down the stairs, but Mom just stood there as if nothing was wrong.

I excitedly ran to my mother and said, "Mom, were you waiting for me?"

My mother turned around, smoothed her long, wavy hair, and softly said, "Then who do you think I'm waiting for?"

Then, my mother and I walked down the stairs together. As we walked, I looked around and said,
"Mom, you look so beautiful today, give me a kiss." I then planted a kiss on my mother's delicate cheek.

After the kiss, I noticed that my mother's expression was a little off, and then a sharp pain shot through my lower back.
My mother scolded, "This is school, do you want people to see us?"

"Ouch." I gasped, my face contorted with pain. "Mom, it hurts."

Mom released her hand from my waist, snapping, "So you know what pain is!"

I retorted, "I'm not a robot, why wouldn't it hurt? The bruises on my waist were almost healed,
and now they're probably turning blue again."

Mom glared at me, saying, "Serves you right. Who told you to get handsy at school?"

I argued, "We're mother and son, it's normal for a son to kiss his mother."

Mom countered, "Do you think everyone at school knows? Be more careful next time, it's not good for your image."

Although I was annoyed, I had to listen to Mom. "Okay, Mom," I said. Mom and I quickly walked out of the school gate. As we walked, Mom said, "You know there's a midterm exam

next semester, right?" 　　I deliberately slowed my pace, keeping a half-body distance from Mom. Watching her swaying figure , her 12-centimeter high heels perfectly accentuated her round, pert buttocks encased in her tight black dress. With each step she took, the heels on the ground caused tremble slightly. And from behind, her snow-white legs below the knees, combined with those black...

The red, slender heels were even more visually striking.

"Hmm, Xiaoyu, did you hear what I said?" When I didn't answer, Mom asked again.
She turned around and saw that my eyes had completely scanned her sexy back, so she
pinched my waist hard, making me snap back to reality.

"Oh, I know, the homeroom teacher told us," I said, wincing.

"So you know about the scholarship too," Mom continued,
increasing .

"Yes, yes, Mom, can you let go?" I pleaded.

"How's your studying going? You've been working so much these past few days, have you fallen behind?" Mom
released my grip, sounding worried.

"Mom, it's okay. I've mostly grasped the textbook material. I plan to review it more these next few days to solidify
my understanding and then aim for the top ten in the whole grade," I explained.

Mom nodded gently, then her eyebrows furrowed slightly. "Are you confident?" she said. "After all, you don't have much time to
study , and there are hundreds of students in the whole grade, quite a few of whom are good students."

"I will work hard. I must get into the top ten in the whole grade. If I get into the top ten, I
'll get a scholarship, which will add some income to pay off the bank loan. It's not much, but it's better than nothing," I
said .

Mom's face showed some emotion, and her tone softened. Looking at Mom's
perfect face from the side—long eyelashes, full lips—I was mesmerized. Mom turned her head and saw me
staring at her face. Her eyes were a little moist, and she said softly, "Xiaoyu, thank you. At your age, you
should be studying hard, but instead, you're working so hard for this family."

I patted my chest and said, "I'm the master of this house now, so naturally I have to take responsibility for
it."

Mom laughed at my words, then remembered something and said, "Alright, master,
you'll have to focus on your studies these days and won't be able to have sex with your woman."

I widened my eyes and said with a mournful face, "No way, that means I can't touch you for ten days or so."

Mom covered her mouth and giggled, her eyebrows full of charm. "There's plenty of time. Just bear with it. Besides, I'm
in my fertile period these days. And do you want us to be homeless?" After saying that, she swayed
her round, pert buttocks and walked away.

This is what happens when you're too talkative. Why did I have to tell my mom my thoughts? Now look what's happened! For
several days after dinner and a shower, my mom goes straight to her room and locks the door.
No matter how much I call out to her from outside, she ignores me. When she says these are her fertile period, I can't help but fantasize about how wonderful it would be to ejaculate a lot of semen inside her during
that time, and then get pregnant. But I think that's not
realistic, so I reluctantly go back to my room to study. I have to say, although I haven't
had sex with my mom these past few days and my body is incredibly aroused, my study progress is remarkable. These past few days I've calmed down and gone through all the
previous and current material. I even got a lot of practice questions and difficult ones right. I feel like I have a chance
to break into the top ten, and my confidence is soaring.

Friday arrived quickly. The school was holding its anniversary celebration that evening, and all the teachers and students had to
attend . My mom and I were both going to the celebration. I was still wearing my school uniform and standing
at the door waiting for my mom. Beautiful girls always seem to dawdle when they leave. Soon, my mom came out of her room. She
had changed her outfit today. She was wearing a black turtleneck mesh top with thin long sleeves. The sleeves and collarbone area were
cut out , and her high breasts made the top look amazing. She wore a black floral long skirt
that just went past her knees. Her two long, slender, white legs were covered with thin black stockings, and her small feet were covered with
12-centimeter black patent leather high heels with red soles. Her chestnut-red wavy hair was tied in a simple ponytail. She
looked dignified and elegant, yet sexy and charming.

I stared intently at my mother, trying to ingratiate myself, and said, "Mom, you
look so different in this outfit instead of your business attire. You're so beautiful."

My mother rolled her beautiful eyes and said, "Let's hurry up, or we'll be late."

The school anniversary gala was at 8 p.m., and it was already dark when we left. When my mother and I arrived at
the school gymnasium, we saw a huge crowd of students pouring in. My mother and I followed . The school gymnasium was large enough to accommodate everyone in our high school. There were many chairs inside, presumably brought by the students. The chairs were arranged according to class, and even after the chairs were arranged, they still didn't fill half the area of the gymnasium. A fairly large stage had been set up in front of the chairs. I looked around carefully and quickly found my class. My mother, being a regular teacher, had a fixed spot, so my mother and I separated. When I got to my class's spot, I found our homeroom teacher, Ms. Lin Lin, already standing in front, methodically arranging the order. 　　Tonight, Ms. Lin Lin was wearing a black short-sleeved chiffon dress with a deep V-neck that slit from the shoulders to the chest. A black camisole was faintly visible underneath, and a black bralette covered her bust. A bow tied at the waist extended to the hem, adding to the dress's layered look. The clean, crisp lines, along with the pleated details at the waist, accentuated her feminine elegance. The dress reached just to her knees, revealing her long, slender , and fair legs. She paired this with black peep-toe zippered high-heeled sandals. The shoes appeared to be made of suede with rubber soles, and the heels were at least 11 centimeters high. Ms. Lin Lin seemed to have styled her hair today ; her original straight, cascading hair had been transformed into irregular, straight curls. Two , and a silver necklace graced her neck. It must be said, Ms. Lin Lin was absolutely radiant tonight. Her outfit perfectly showcased her youthful fashion sense while exuding her own unique charm leaving me momentarily mesmerized. I couldn't help but stare at her a few more times. Ms. Lin Lin noticed me staring at her, and for some reason, felt a secret thrill. She slowly walked up to me and said, "Liu Yu, you've arrived."

I snapped out of my daze at Ms. Lin's words and quickly nodded. Ms. Lin said, "You've been
staring at . How do I look today?"

I nodded and said, "You look great. The clothes suit you perfectly."

Ms. Lin seemed pleased by my compliment, and smiled, saying,
"Thank you for the compliment."

I looked away from Ms. Lin and asked, "Where is my seat?"

"Over there." Ms. Lin pointed to a seat not far from me. My
best friend leering at me and Ms. Lin.

"Okay." I walked straight to my seat. Ms. Lin unconsciously watched my retreating
figure until I reached my seat, then looked away and continued maintaining order. I sat down next to Zhang Gang, and
he immediately leaned in, asking, "How's Teacher Lin Lin tonight?"

"Can't you see for yourself? Why are you asking me if she's pretty or not?" I retorted. "Teacher Lin Lin is truly my dream
goddess ! Young, beautiful, great figure, great temperament. If I could sleep with her, that would be such a wonderful thing
! She's one of the top three women I've ever seen in terms of figure and looks." Zhang Gang stared at the busy
Teacher Lin Lin, speaking with a lewd expression.

Looking at Zhang Gang's lewd appearance, I couldn't help but feel disgusted and asked, "Then who are the other two?"

Zhang Gang snapped out of his reverie and said, "One is naturally your mother. Your mother's mature womanly charm,
combined with her fashionable and sexy outfit, is clearly more alluring than Teacher Lin Lin."

"That's all I'm saying, but I'm warning you, don't even think about hitting on my mother." I said coldly.

"Uh… of course, as the saying goes, a brother's wife… uh, no, as the saying goes, a brother's mother is not to be trifled with."

Zhang Gang chuckled.

"And the other one?" I continued to ask.

Zhang Gang seemed to have thought of something, a fleeting hint of resentment flashing across his face, but he quickly regained
his nonchalant expression, saying, "You wouldn't understand even if I told you."

I caught that fleeting expression on Zhang Gang's face; I guessed he probably knew this woman, but
since he wouldn't say, and I wasn't the type to gossip.

Soon, the school anniversary gala began. First, the principal walked to the center of the stage. The principal was a middle-aged
woman ; it was said she had taken over the school in her forties, making her over fifty now, and she looked
somewhat aged.

"The Yangtze River's back waves push the front waves, and new people replace the old in fleeting affairs," the principal began, quoting a line from an ancient poem.

"Every year I watch batches of students leave this campus, and every year I watch batches of
new students enter. It's been over ten years now; time flies. I may not know every one of you
by name, but you should have heard of me. I am your principal, Zeng Min."

A burst of enthusiastic applause erupted from below the stage. The principal smiled at the crowd.
Once the applause subsided, he began his brief, official speech. After finishing, he slowly walked off the stage, and
the school anniversary gala officially began.

The so-called school anniversary gala was nothing more than each class putting on a performance. I did a quick calculation;
there were at least 20 classes from grades 10 to 12. If each class's average performance time was 10 minutes, that
would be 200 minutes, or more than 3 hours.

The performances of the previous classes were quite wonderful. Perhaps because of the school's 60th anniversary celebration, everyone had probably
rehearsed for a long time, so tonight's performance was of a very high standard. After more than an hour,
I felt the urge to urinate, so I quietly got up and prepared to go to the second-floor restroom from the back. Suddenly,
I noticed a familiar, tall figure not far from me. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was my mother. She seemed to be heading to the second floor as well. It seemed my
mother and I were on the same wavelength, even going to the restroom was such a coincidence. I watched my mother's elegant figure slowly
walk up the stairs. I couldn't help but think that I hadn't touched my mother for days. If only I could be with her in the restroom... Excited
, I quickly ran and quietly followed behind my mother. Soon, I followed my mother to the second floor. After my mother
went into the women's restroom, I rushed to the men's restroom and quickly urinated. Then, I looked
around and boldly entered the women's restroom. There were four stalls in the women's restroom, three of which had open doors,
meaning my mother was in the remaining stall.

Soon I heard the toilet flush, then the door opened. I rushed in and
grabbed , who was startled by my sudden appearance. She was about to resist, but when she saw it was me, she immediately yelled,
"You scared me to death! This is the women's restroom! What are you doing in here?"

Holding my mother, my penis was already erect, pressing against her vagina through her skirt. I
whispered in her ear, "Mom, I want it."

My mother felt something hard pressing against her lower body and immediately knew what it was. She angrily said,
"Let me go!"

"No, I don't want to," I stubbornly said, holding her even tighter.

"Not today, I'm still in my fertile period," my mother said.

"Who are you kidding? I've calculated it, I should be past my fertile period today," I retorted, staring at her face
.

"You really have a good heart!" my mother sneered.

"Mom, please help me out. I can't study tonight anyway. Besides, if you don't give me some support,
how will I be motivated?" I touched her heavy breasts with one hand while quickly pulling down my pants and
pulling out my hot, hard penis.

"Mom, look how hard it is down there. Are you really going to let your man suffer?" I
continued.

Mom pressed my penis down with her hand, scolding me, "You little devil."

Hearing this, I was secretly delighted and said happily, "This little devil can make Mom feel like she's in heaven."

"Ugh, let's go to the third-floor restroom. It's not safe here," Mom replied softly.

I nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and pulled Mom along to the third-floor women's restroom. We randomly picked a stall, closed
the door, and Mom looked at me with a seductive gaze, chuckling softly, "Why are you in such a hurry, you little pervert?"

Mom's words brought my desire to its peak. I grabbed Mom and immediately kissed her.
My mother's full lips. "Mmm..." My mother and I gazed at each other affectionately, our tongues occasionally
darting out and intertwining.

Through my mother's thin, long-sleeved black mesh top, I caressed her full breasts, while my other hand stroked my
penis, pressing it against her vagina through her skirt. Because my mother was wearing 12-centimeter stilettos, my penis
easily reached the top. After kissing for a few minutes, our lips parted, and I gently said,
"Mom, I want to put it in."

My mother knew exactly what I meant and immediately smiled charmingly, "We're at school, you ca
n't ."

I immediately understood what my mother meant; after all, we were at school, and wearing clothes would make it easier to leave later. I
suddenly had an and softly said, "Mom, turn around and face away from me."

"Hmm?" Mom was slightly taken aback, then understood what I meant. She smiled coquettishly, slowly turned around
, slightly raising her proud, beautiful buttocks, and placed her hands on the door. Seeing Mom's lewd actions, I
was instantly aroused. I slowly pulled Mom's black floral dress up to her waist,
exposing her two long, slender legs in black stockings to my eyes, along with her thin black lace panties. I didn't take off Mom
's black stockings and high heels. I felt that making love with Mom in high heels and black stockings was more enjoyable. The black stockings and
high heels stimulated my nerves more, making me thrust into her more roughly and vigorously.

My mother's black lace panties only covered her labia, with a large tuft of pubic hair
peeking out from the edge. I quickly noticed that her black lace panties were already
soaked with her vaginal fluids. The flow of fluids made her full labia barely visible under the bathroom light. These panties
covered my mother's most mysterious place. I gently pulled the panties aside, and my mother's most
alluring place appeared before my eyes. Her abundant and messy pubic hair was soaked with vaginal fluids, and
her full and tender labia were occasionally leaking fluids. I swallowed hard, pulled my pants
down to my knees, and my 20-centimeter-long, thick penis sprang out, the large glans
rubbing .

My mother bent forward at almost a 90-degree angle, her hands bracing against the toilet door. She noticed my penis
rubbing up and down inside her vagina and said impatiently, "Hurry up, or someone will come.
Stop dawdling ."

I leaned down onto her back, my hands encircling her full breasts. I pulled her
panties aside, aimed my penis at her full vagina, and slowly inserted it. At home, we mostly
used the missionary position; we rarely used the rear-entry position. But the rear-entry position was really great because it
allowed me insert my penis all the way inside her.

"Oh…" My thick penis
filled she let out a blissful moan.

I began to knead her plump breasts, my penis moving like a high-speed machine,
thrusting in and out rapidly, cleanly and efficiently, the sounds of our movements filling the entire women's restroom. My mother's proud, full buttocks trembled dramatically
. I thrust in and out dozens of times, pleasure coursing through my body.
I was on top of her like a male dog and a female dog having sex. I whispered breathlessly in her ear, "Mom, is mine big? Does it feel good?"

My mother gasped, "Mmm...oh...so thick and big, it's filling me up completely. So thick, it's going in...

going in so deep..."

I thrust even harder, the impact of my penis against her buttocks loud and rhythmic. My mother quickly got into
the mood, and I couldn't help but laugh, "Mom, the harder my penis goes into your vagina, the more you feel, right?"

My mother violently swayed her plump buttocks, moaning ecstatically, "Mmm...Xiaoyu, harder."

"No problem," I said with a smile, my penis thrusting even more violently.

"Mmm...Xiaoyu, Mom is tired like this, let's change positions," my mother said breathlessly.

"Oh, okay," I reluctantly stopped, slowly withdrawing my large penis from my mother's vagina.

Mom turned around, panting slightly, and said, "I'm exhausted!"

I immediately kissed her lower lip, laughing and mumbling, "Mom, my thing down there
is so big, can you handle it?"

Mom's face flushed, her beautiful eyes sparkling, and she said coquettishly, "What do you think? You naughty son who loves to fuck his mother,
you were born from here, and now you're putting your thing in again, you're shameless."

I was incredibly excited, but I said gently, "Mom, lift your left leg up."

"Huh?" Mom was stunned for a moment, then realized what I was thinking. Her snow-white hands hooked around my neck, and her
black-stockinged left leg slowly lifted and hooked around my waist. Her beautiful eyes were full of flirtatious waves as she looked at me. I knew my penis had to go in.
I adjusted Mom's long skirt. The previous rear-entry position had left her thick, dark pubic hair covered in
a lot of vaginal fluid. Although rear-entry was very pleasurable, this position was undoubtedly more visually impactful because
you could directly see my penis being swallowed by her vagina. The thought of
making love reignited my lust. I lifted one of her beautiful legs to secure her waist,
and with the other hand, I supported her ample buttocks. Wearing high heels, my mother was almost as tall as me, and my large
penis quickly pressed against her plump labia. I said, "Your son who loves to fuck his mother is now..."

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