[The Wife and Mother's Ordeal] [The End]

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The story begins with a car accident…

One evening a year ago, in a small town in northern China, during rush hour, and with a torrential downpour, Zhang Wei's mother was riding her electric scooter home from the factory. Her husband, son, and daughter-in-law were waiting for her at home for dinner—a tradition for this family of four.

Whether due to inattention or slippery road conditions, Zhang Wei's mother struck a woman nearing sixty, carrying several bags and crossing the street… The rest is predictable: hospitalization, phone calls, a standoff between the families, and finally, negotiations for compensation and a private settlement.

It's worth noting that the elderly woman who was hit was illiterate and had a very low level of education, but she had two successful sons, and her husband was still alive. Her two sons ran a small wholesale business in the area, though it was somewhat of a tyrannical operation. Her husband was no pushover either; before retiring, he was one of the first physical education teachers in the country, teaching track and field. Even after retirement, he wasn't exactly honest, often running gambling dens at home to earn extra money.

Given the victim's family background, it's not hard to guess that it would be strange if Zhang Wei's family hadn't been ripped off.

Even more tragically, Zhang Wei, his wife, and his parents were all ordinary working-class people.

In this dire financial situation, there was no choice but for the men to work hard to earn money, and for the women to repay their debts with their bodies…

One night a month later, Old Liu, after drinking outside, as usual, brought my mother back to his house for sex.

On that tattered wooden bed, Old Liu vigorously thrust his penis, repeatedly and forcefully penetrating my mother's vagina, fully enjoying her plump, mature body.

Seeing that Old Liu was engrossed in his game, my mother timidly asked him if he could be lenient and give her a smaller allowance each week since the family was really broke.

Old Liu, of course, understood my mother's intention and feigned fierceness, saying, "Stop talking nonsense, let me finish first!"

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"No money? Want me to give you a few more days? Then have your wife come and keep me company!" After ejaculating, Old Liu lay on top of my mother, panting heavily, and shamelessly said...

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Old Liu lay on top of his wife, making her suck his disgusting thick tongue while he vigorously thrust his lower body, pounding into her tender little hole.

After a while, my mother came in from outside. She was wearing a white dress, flesh-colored pantyhose, and a pair of pointed-toe peep-toe high heels.

My mother, seeing Old Liu vigorously having sex with my wife—his daughter-in-law—was extremely embarrassed, but could only stand there, her face flushed, not daring to utter a word, awaiting Old Liu's judgment.

A few minutes later, Old Liu lowered his body, tightly gripping my wife's large breasts with both hands, and began his final thrusts. After a brief but intense series of rapid thrusts, Old Liu roared, his penis reaching all the way to my wife's tender clitoris… Finally, they both reached orgasm simultaneously, and Old Liu's semen was completely ejaculated into my wife's uterus.

After ejaculating, Old Liu sat leaning against the headboard, legs spread, making my wife bend over and lick the remaining semen from his penis.

"Come here,"

Old Liu then beckoned to my mother. Hearing his call, my mother immediately walked over cautiously, her eyes constantly glancing at my wife.

"Your wife's pussy is really tight, it was squeezing me the whole time I was fucking her." Old Liu had absolutely no shame, describing my wife's genitals so directly in front of my mother!

My mother's expression became even more embarrassed, but she couldn't ignore him, so she could only blush and say "Mmm."

Then, Old Liu started asking my mother about her business that day. My

mother took out some money from her purse and told Old Liu that she had been seeing customers in the small hotel room that Old Liu had booked, from morning until evening, excluding lunchtime. There were seven customers in total, but eight in total, because one of them was a couple.

Old Liu took the money from my mother's hand, counted it, and asked the hotel owner if he had already bribed him. My mother said, "Yes, I gave him 60 yuan." Then, Old Liu quickly counted the money, which totaled about a thousand yuan, and took out three hundred yuan for my mother as her "wages."

After my mother took the money, she whispered "thank you" and turned to leave.

After 7 PM, my mother and wife quickly finished their dinner, dressed up, and each put on a sexy outfit before heading to Old Liu's house again.

Old Liu's house was bustling with activity. Two tables were set up, one for playing cards and the other for mahjong, the room filled with smoke. I counted about eight or nine people in total, all neighbors from our community and some random people from the street.

They were all shirtless and bare-chested, wearing only shorts, shouting loudly and puffing on cigarettes, making the entire living room smoky.

When they saw my mother and wife arrive, these men all "raised their guns in salute," and subconsciously touched their crotches. Then, they put down their cards or mahjong tiles, leeringly beckoning my mother and wife to their place.

My wife and mother knew all these people; they were all familiar faces. Therefore, they dared not offend any of them and could only stand motionless, waiting for Old Liu's "orders."

Finally, Old Liu "moved" my wife to the poker table and my mother to the mahjong table.

As soon as my mother and wife reached the table, the group swarmed them, eight large hands simultaneously reaching over their bodies, groping and fondling them. Within minutes, my mother and wife were stripped naked, their bras, stockings, and underwear scattered all over the floor… After the

first round of mahjong, my mother, with her back to everyone, obediently sat on the winner's lap. Once his penis was fully inserted into her vagina, my mother began to bounce up and down vigorously.

Meanwhile, because poker was played faster than mahjong, my wife had already given oral sex to both men and swallowed their semen.

After a while, someone at the poker table won again, so my wife went over and knelt on the floor, ready to help the man take off his pants and give him a blowjob.

However, the man didn't seem to like oral sex. He lifted my wife off the floor and threw her onto the sofa next to him, saying, "Spread your legs."

My wife lay on the sofa, knowing that this man wanted to fuck her, so she obediently spread her legs, waiting for his penetration. But instead of inserting his penis into my wife's vagina,

the man buried his head in her vulva and began licking her clitoris. He extended a thick tongue, first gently licking the outside of my wife's tightly closed vulva with the tip of his tongue, then forcefully shoving most of his tongue into her vaginal opening, frantically churning and licking the two plump, juicy petals, and occasionally sucking and licking the engorged and hardened clitoris on her mons pubis.

The wife trembled uncontrollably as the man licked her. She shyly closed her eyes, frowned, and began to involuntarily make soft moaning sounds.

Then, the man took his wife's plump, tender lips into his mouth, sucking them out with a "rustling" sound, as if he were eating abalone. His wife was naturally sensitive; even the slightest touch to her genitals would elicit a strong physiological reaction, with nectar flowing continuously from her vagina, down her perineum and into her buttocks. Now, in

front of a room full of men, naked and with her legs spread, allowing a stranger to freely lick her genitals, his wife was even more unable to control herself. Her vagina was like a burst dam, with streams of clear, white fluid constantly flowing out, splashing everywhere and wetting a large area of the sofa.

Looking at the other table, my mother was still struggling to sit on that man's lap. Her two heavy breasts swayed up and down with each thrust of her hips, one nipple still in his mouth, being bitten and sucked with a soft, sucking motion.

My mother's smooth, round belly rubbed against that man's hairy belly, and as the frequency of the friction increased, his penis was nearing its climax. Then he began to thrust desperately, pounding into my mother's vagina.

My mother's vagina was very narrow and tight, filled with thick, sticky vaginal fluid, gripping the man's penis tightly and slippery, sending waves of intense stimulation upwards. I watched as the man pressed my naked mother against his thighs and thrust into her at least a hundred times before finally "opening the floodgates" and ejaculating, every last drop of his semen shooting into her body.

Meanwhile, on the sofa, the wife, who had just been spreading her legs wide, her vulva open, being suckled and licked, was now bracing herself against the wall, vigorously twisting her hips back and forth as a man's hard penis thrust into her vagina.

Her eyes were tightly closed, enduring the pain from the forceful penetration; her forehead was covered in sweat, clearly showing her considerable suffering. After a while, the man made her lift one leg and place it on a nearby stool. He continued thrusting, moaning and groaning, while simultaneously using his hands to vigorously knead her large, swaying breasts, occasionally pinching and pulling her erect nipples with two fingers.

The wife's appearance, both wanton and pitiful, made the men at the card table put down their cards and loosen their belts, wanting to join in.

A large, fat man with a full beard stealthily crept up behind my wife, reached out, and quietly took her full, white breasts from someone's hands. Perhaps it was the first time he'd ever squeezed such large, firm breasts; the fat man kneaded them like dough, squeezing them forcefully while constantly tugging at the nipples. Inspired by

this fat man, more and more people joined in, taking turns taking my wife's breasts, wantonly kneading and shaping them, pulling at the nipples… Under the simultaneous stimulation of so many people and so many large hands, my wife, who was already very sensitive, quickly reached another climax. Waves of clear vaginal fluid gushed from her lower body like a spring, splashing onto the floor, the table, and everywhere… The next day, my father's school was preparing for an inspection by city leaders, so the principal decided to give a day off. All students stayed to clean and decorate the campus, and some teachers who weren't homeroom teachers could go home. My father was just a junior chemistry teacher, so naturally he didn't have to teach and stayed home.

Around 8 a.m., my wife and I went to work, while my father had just returned from the market.

As soon as he entered the house, he heard a familiar woman's moans coming from his bedroom.

Needless to say, it was my father enjoying my mother's voluptuous body.

Hearing my mother's heartfelt and moving moans echoing from inside, my father couldn't bear it any longer and reluctantly put down his groceries and left.

Around lunchtime, as usual, I waited for my wife at the stairwell to come home together.

I'm just a junior programmer, working in a cubicle on the first floor like most employees. My wife, however, is a manager's assistant, so she works in the office next to the general manager's upstairs.

I waited for ages in the stairwell, but she didn't come down. So, I mustered my courage and climbed up to the second floor, quietly sneaking to the general manager's office door. Peeking through the crack in the door, I saw: no wonder my wife was taking so long—she was serving her boss! And I arrived just in time; it seemed their passionate lovemaking was only just beginning…

My wife was sitting on our manager's lap, her face flushed, passionately kissing him.

He was sucking her sexy lips into his mouth, licking them thoroughly with his tongue. Then he slipped his tongue into her mouth, deliberately holding her delicate tongue inside for a long time, teasing and entwining it, not letting her pull it away.

After this passionate kiss, my wife was completely exhausted, limp and powerless. He then reached into her blouse, grasped one of her large, white breasts, and began to knead it vigorously. My

wife kept her eyes closed, her head bowed low, and began to make soft moaning sounds, whether from pleasure or discomfort, I couldn't tell. Next, he pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, like screwing in a screw, kneading and rotating it wantonly. Soon, her bright red nipple obediently hardened.

Then my wife twisted her waist, swaying from side to side, and coaxed the manager, "Stop kissing me, stop kissing me!"

The manager then lewdly stuck out her tongue, but then lowered his head and took her other nipple into his mouth, sucking on it with soft, sucking sounds.

With both tender nipples being "served" at the same time, my wife felt incredibly stimulated, letting out soft moans and groans, her waist twisting even more violently.

Seeing my wife's unusual arousal, the manager knew he had aroused her. So he reached his free hand inside my wife's stockings and panties, past her sparse, curly pubic hair, and explored her engorged vulva.

The manager parted my wife's already engorged labia and rhythmically rubbed his middle finger between the labia, while continuing to use both his hand and mouth to pinch and suck on my wife's two nipples.

To accommodate the manager's finger manipulations, my wife willingly spread her legs and thrust her hips forward, allowing him to insert his middle and ring fingers into her already overflowing vagina, rubbing and probing the tender, juicy vaginal walls. Her clitoris was even more sensitive; a gentle touch from the manager caused her entire body to tremble violently.

Seeing the time was ripe, the manager waved his hand, ordering my wife to strip naked and lie on his large desk.

My wife dared not disobey, quickly removing her suit, stockings, and underwear, then lay on the manager's desk, spreading her legs wide, obediently allowing his large penis to enter.

After his penis was fully inside, the manager initially remained inside my wife's vagina without moving, simply pausing, feeling the spasms emanating from her vaginal walls, the lewd force seemingly draining him dry.

After my wife caught her breath a little, the manager revealed his true, ruthless nature, beginning to thrust into her mercilessly, like a hungry wolf ravaging my young, beautiful wife with her delicate skin.

Soon, her soft moans at the beginning of penetration turned into loud, wanton screams.

Perhaps afraid of being heard outside, the manager bent down and silenced my wife's mouth with his.

After being brutally fucked by the manager thirty or fifty times, my wife's face was flushed, her body drenched in sweat, and her nipples, reddened from the manager's rubbing, stood erect in shame. Seeing this, the manager again took her nipples into his mouth and gently bit them with his teeth. This time, my wife didn't cry out in pain; instead, she trembled even more violently, and even her moans changed tone.

Looking further down, the wife's vagina, which was being brutally ravaged by the man's penis, became even tighter and narrower. Her vaginal fluids overflowed, gushing out in large streams, drenching the manager's penis as it thrust in and out.

The wife's pitiful and moving appearance instantly aroused the manager's primal instincts. He pressed almost his entire body against her, repeatedly thrusting up and down, his hairy chest and abdomen slamming heavily against her soft breasts and snow-white belly.

Her large breasts were squeezed so hard they completely lost their original proud, upright shape, and the "slap slap slap" sound of their bellies hitting each other echoed throughout the office.

Because the woman beneath him wasn't his wife or girlfriend, the manager showed absolutely no mercy. Almost every time he penetrated, he aimed straight for her clitoris, his engorged glans forcing open her delicate cervix and thrusting deep into her vagina…

Watching my wife being played with by another man, her juices flowing freely, moaning and groaning, while I couldn't rush in and beat him up, I was furious. That man was my boss! After all, he was the one who paid my wife and me our salaries every month. Without those salaries, we wouldn't be able to pay our debts!

Sigh, helpless… I had no choice but to make the same choice as my father—shaking my head in frustration and leaving.

When I got home at noon, my parents and I waited at the dining table for over an hour before my wife finally returned. My parents were unaware of my wife's affair with her company manager. They assumed she was just too busy at work or unwell, and showered her with concern, telling her not to put too much pressure on herself. During lunch, my wife noticed I was silent and my face was filled with displeasure, so she secretly sent me a text message under the table.

The message read: "Honey, I know I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do. You know our situation. The manager is willing to give me a 500 yuan raise every month, as long as I let him..." After reading my wife's message, I was deeply moved and filled with remorse. I felt I shouldn't have given her such a hard time, and my heart was filled with guilt.

That evening, when we were in bed together, my wife quietly told me that she had actually seen me peeping outside the door while I was having sex with the manager at lunchtime, and she thought I would rush into the office to "rescue" her, but I didn't...

I asked her if she was very disappointed at the time, and she nodded slightly, saying she was indeed a little disappointed, but she also said she could understand.

Furthermore, compared to the old, ugly, and low-class men that Old Liu brought, my wife preferred to be played with by a "high-status" man like the manager.

This inevitably reminded me of my college days, when my wife (then my girlfriend) was forced to cheat on me for the first time…

My wife's real name is Xia Qing. In college, my classmates and friends called her Xiao Qing. She was my classmate in college.

Even when she was a college student, my girlfriend was very beautiful. She was tall and had a great figure, about 1.65 meters tall, but weighed less than 50 pounds. As for her appearance, she was famously delicate, with big eyes, thin lips, an oval face… and long, jet-black hair.

However, my girlfriend's most admirable feature is her body: not yet 23, she has large breasts and a perky butt, even a D-cup bra feels too tight; her long, beautiful legs are always adorned with various colored stockings and high heels, attracting the attention of lecherous men on the street; and her skin is as white as a finely polished piece of jade, making her irresistibly alluring.

To get to the point: the beautiful and sexy Xiao Qing, as my girlfriend, has brought me, an ordinary guy like myself, endless pleasure, but at the same time, she has also made me lose face and dignity as a man countless times.

And being cuckolded is, for a man, the greatest and most shameful disgrace. However, to be honest, Xiao Qing and I both share responsibility for those things that happened back in college.

In fact, putting aside the tragic experiences of my mother and wife now, that day was actually the first time I witnessed Xiao Qing being played with by another man. It

was drizzling that day. After dinner, my girlfriend and I walked together in the park under a small umbrella. Later, the rain intensified, and thunder and lightning began to flash. My girlfriend and I took shelter under the artificial hill in the park, planning to leave once the rain subsided.

After a while, two pedestrians approached from the opposite direction, two young men who also seemed to be seeking shelter from the rain. They had no umbrellas and were soaked to the bone.

Judging from their clothes and menacing demeanor, they looked like thugs. So I pulled my girlfriend away, signaling her to come with me and stay away from those two. But the artificial hill was small, and we couldn't go very far.

Things only got worse. After seeing my actions, the two thugs not only stared at my girlfriend with lecherous eyes for a long time but also realized our fear of them.

Then one of the thugs walked up to me, grinning maliciously, and said, "Hey buddy, I need to talk to you about something. See my brother? Just got out of jail. Hasn't touched a woman in three years!" "How about this, let him 'borrow' your girlfriend and I'll treat you to drinks tomorrow!" I

've never seen such a shameless person! Without a word, I turned and grabbed my girlfriend, ready to leave.

A second later, I heard a loud thud, felt something hit the back of my head, and then I lost consciousness…

When I woke up, I found myself alone, the sky was darker, and the rain was pouring down.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind the artificial hill. I listened carefully again, and yes, it was my girlfriend, Xiao Qing's. I quickly got up and quietly went around to the back of the hill.

Peeking through the cracks in the rocks, I was shocked to find my girlfriend's t-shirt ripped off, her bare upper body exposed, kneeling on the ground giving oral sex to the thug who had knocked me unconscious! Meanwhile, the other thug who wanted to "borrow my girlfriend" was squatting behind her, his arms reaching under her armpits to her chest, shamelessly fondling her breasts.

The thug was shoving his penis into his girlfriend's mouth while chatting and laughing smugly with another man.

He seemed to really enjoy deepthroating; every now and then, he'd demand that his girlfriend open her mouth wide and swallow his entire penis, keeping it in her throat until he gave her permission.

For some reason, his girlfriend seemed to obey them. I saw her face flushed red, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth, but she remained motionless, burying her head deeply in the man's crotch, not daring to spit out his penis.

After the penis was pulled out, before she could even catch her breath, she began carefully licking the glans with the tip of her tongue, or licking his scrotum and the base of his penis.

Several times, my girlfriend accidentally bumped her teeth against his penis. The thug would frown and get angry, either slapping her repeatedly or ordering his friend, who was rubbing her breasts, to punish her by stretching and twisting her nipples, even pinching them with his nails, causing my poor Xiaoqing to scream in pain! After a while

, the thug's penis ejaculated in my girlfriend's mouth, a large pool of thick semen shooting out, dripping down her chin and onto her black hot pants.

Then, the two thugs demanded that Xiaoqing stand up, right between them. Since she was shirtless, she quickly tried to cover her private parts with her hands, but to no avail. She was told that unless ordered to, her hands were not allowed to move freely; she was only allowed to hold one of the men's penises in each hand and gently stroke it to keep it erect…

Then the thug who had knocked me unconscious spoke again; this time, he actually told Xiaoqing to take off her pants! I felt the situation was getting worse, so I hesitated about whether to rush out and fight them.

Surprisingly, my girlfriend was quite decisive. She didn't say a word, nor did she resist. She obediently took off her hot pants and the pink panties with hearts woven into them.

The thug snatched her panties from her hand, crumpled them into a ball, and stuffed them into his pocket. Then they pressed their lips to her face, kissing and whispering something.

Finally, the two of them left with her bra and panties. Only after they were gone did Xiaoqing pick up her t-shirt and hot pants from the ground and put them on.

That night, on the way back to school, my girlfriend and I walked silently to our dorm without saying a word or holding hands. Because she wasn't wearing a bra or panties, we inevitably attracted unwanted attention from passersby.

After returning to the dorm, we didn't contact each other by phone or text. It wasn't until

lunchtime on the third day after the incident, while eating together in the cafeteria, that Xiaoqing and I talked about that night again.

My girlfriend asked me what time I woke up that day. I said I only woke up groggily after those two bastards left. My girlfriend nodded without a doubt. Then, knowing the answer already, I asked again, "What exactly did they do to you that day? Why haven't you told me yet?"

My girlfriend was silent for a while, then said with a slightly embarrassed expression, "Honey, (that's what my girlfriend usually calls me), can you not be angry with me? Actually... it's nothing, I just helped them...

You gave the man who hit me a blowjob?" I played along, pretending to be unhappy and continuing to ask my girlfriend.

My girlfriend's expression became even more embarrassed. Her face flushed, and after a long pause, she finally uttered a few words: "Actually... I gave both of them... I helped

them both come?"

"Um... the first one, that guy, he even forced me to swallow it."

Hearing this, I realized that while I was spying behind the rock, my girlfriend had already given the other thug a blowjob once, and then been forced to swallow his semen.

Sigh, those were the days, best left unsaid!

Let's turn back the clock to the present…

Since my father was home on holiday today, he offered to deliver dinner to Old Liu's wife at the hospital tonight. My mother prepared some pork ribs and vermicelli, along with some soft rice, packed it in a metal lunchbox, and gave it to my father to take away.

Around four o'clock in the afternoon, just as my father left, Old Liu and one of his "old buddies" came into our house. This "old buddy," surnamed Yang, was in his fifties, a retired soldier, and also lived in our neighborhood. He usually liked to play chess or cards with Old Liu, or come over to tease my mother.

When my mother saw that it was Old Liu with his accomplice, she hurriedly made tea and called out, "Brother Liu." Old Yang seemed a little dissatisfied, glaring at my mother and pretending to be angry, saying, "Why didn't you call me that?" My mother had no choice but to quickly apologize and, bowing her head, call him "Brother" again.

Seeing how obedient my mother was, Old Yang patted her big buttocks, pulled her into his arms, and then, while fondling her high breasts, said with a lewd grin, "Little sister, don't call me 'brother' anymore, call me 'husband'!

" My mother's face flushed red to her ears. She sat between the two lecherous old men with her head down, saying nothing, letting Old Yang continue to fondle her breasts.

At this moment, Old Liu also chimed in, "Yeah, little sister, since you're letting anyone fuck you now, aren't we your husbands? Haha!"

Looking at the two old men's shameless and lewd behavior, my mother blushed and had nothing to say, after all, it was basically true... So my mother had no choice but to helplessly call each of them "husband."

Then, Old Liu made my mother take off her dress and stockings, and pulled her large breasts out of her bra. He and the man surnamed Yang each grabbed one of my mother's large breasts and vigorously kneaded them.

My mother's snow-white breasts were soft to the touch and full in shape. The dark brown nipples were pinched, squeezed, and twisted by the men's fingers, and then obediently stood up. Old Yang was really fond of these two big breasts. He started licking from the lower edge of my mother's left breast, licking all the way down the rounded lower part of the breast, then flicking the nipple with the tip of his tongue, sucking on it a few times before reluctantly spitting it out.

On the other side, Old Liu opened his smelly mouth and sucked most of my mother's right breast into his mouth, biting and sucking like he was eating cotton candy, and even smacking his teeth at my mother's nipple a few times.

After finishing my mother's "delicious" pancake, Old Yang stood on the sofa, unbuckled his belt, took out his already hard penis, and waved it in front of my mother. Without a second thought, my mother took his penis into her mouth and began thrusting her head back and forth, diligently giving Old Yang a blowjob.

At this moment, my mother, naked from the waist up, sat in the middle of the sofa, meticulously sucking his penis while allowing him to freely suck and rub her breasts. To facilitate their actions, she raised her arms above her head, revealing her smooth, white armpits.

Flesh-colored pantyhose and a white lace bra were scattered on the floor, and her palm-sized panties were pulled down to her ankles… Her two snow-white legs were incredibly alluring, with thick, glossy black pubic hair between her thighs, and below, her delicate labia were open and shiny, revealing a narrow slit in the middle.

Then, Old Liu climbed behind my mother and inserted his fingers into her vagina, probing the vaginal walls. Meanwhile, the man surnamed Yang continued sucking on my mother's large breasts. After a while, he also inserted his fingers into my mother's vagina, and together with Old Liu's fingers, they began thrusting faster.

My mother sat naked on the sofa, moaning seductively with her eyes closed, letting the two lecherous old men suck her breasts and penetrate her vagina, wantonly playing with her beautiful genitals. My mother

's legs were spread wide, revealing her pink vulva through the thick pubic hair, below which was a dark anus. On either side of her vulva were two large, dark-colored mounds of flesh, with a piece of flesh the size of a soybean sandwiched in the middle. The old man's fingers parted the flesh on either side of my mother's vulva, revealing two pink, opening and closing orifices; the lower one seemed to have a little bit of whitish, sticky fluid.

Then, the man surnamed Yang unbuckled his belt, pulling his dirty gray underwear down to his ankles, revealing his long, thin penis amidst a tuft of black hair. He moved closer to my mother.

My mother's face showed disgust, but she obediently lay down on the sofa, spreading her snow-white thighs to await the insertion of Yang's penis.

Yang, of course, didn't hold back. He pressed his hands firmly against the base of my mother's thighs, then aimed at her wet vulva and lowered himself, smoothly inserting his entire penis into her vagina. He then began to thrust his hips up and down, back and forth, lifting my mother's legs high to the sides and back, allowing Old Liu to fully appreciate the union of his and my mother's genitals.

My mother's breasts heaved violently with each thrust of the man, her nipples throbbing wildly. Old Yang would occasionally reach out and pull one nipple out, or squeeze around it, causing streams of milk to spurt out. After several such attempts, he continued thrusting while lifting my mother's body off the sofa. He then made her put her hands on the floor, lifting her lower body into the air, and continued thrusting while pushing her forward with difficulty using her arms.

My mother screamed and cried out as he fucked her in this exaggerated position, her face, back, and forehead covered in sweat, her expression showing a mixture of pain and shame... while Old Liu watched with glee.

After a while, Old Yang, with his penis still deeply inserted into my mother's vagina, picked her up and sat down on the sofa, leaving my mother between his legs. He then rotated my mother's body 180 degrees around his penis, so she was facing him. He then thrust into her, holding her plump waist, and withdrew his penis just as he ejaculated. The first stream of milky white semen sprayed from about the height of my mother's lower abdomen, hitting her chin and face. As he ejaculated, his hand gripped my mother's breasts, and several streams of white milk gushed out.

Then, Old Liu, who was also ready, turned my mother over, forcing her to stick her buttocks out. He then humiliatingly slapped my mother's large, white buttocks, revealing her genitals, which had just been violated. Her labia were parted, revealing bright red mucous membranes covered with congealed, milky white semen.

My mother begged him to let her rest, saying she couldn't take it anymore.

Already ravenously sexually frustrated, Old Liu paid no heed to my mother. He aimed his penis at her vaginal opening, ignoring her pleas, and forcefully penetrated her. He then straddled her back, embracing her soft abdomen from behind, driving his penis deep into her body. He then forcefully gripped her plump thighs and began thrusting. My mother's large breasts hung heavily on her chest, swaying violently with each thrust. The old man, while pounding into my mother's genitals, also fondled her breasts, thoroughly enjoying himself.

The two old men and my mother indulged in their lovemaking at home for over two hours before finally pulling up their pants and heading home, still feeling unsatisfied. Before leaving, they specifically reminded my mother not to forget to come to Old Liu's house with my wife on Saturday to "play cards with them."

That evening, my father returned home from the hospital, dejected and looking very unwell. My mother kept pressing him for answers, and he finally told us that when he went to deliver food, he discovered that Old Liu's wife's condition had worsened recently. The doctor had kindly reminded him that they might have to increase their treatment and medical expenses again.

My wife and I exchanged bewildered glances, unsure what to do. Meanwhile, my mother, who was packing things nearby, sighed and silently went back to her room.

Although my father knew that Old Liu often used my wife and mother for his own amusement and even took them out for other men to play with, he knew nothing about my mother secretly working as a prostitute to earn extra money through Old Liu's introduction.

Presumably, my mother had done an excellent job of keeping it a secret. However, even so, because of Old Liu's wife's medical expenses, my mother would probably have to work even harder to earn extra money!

Sure enough, on Saturday, the school had its monthly exams. While my father was proctoring, my mother got ready early, dressed in an extremely sexy outfit, and went out. Needless to say, she was off to that little hotel to solicit customers. I

didn't have to work overtime that Saturday, so I accompanied my wife to her parents' home in the provincial capital. However, we had to go and return early, not daring to delay at all, because my wife and mother were going to Old Liu's place for a "card game" that evening.

When my mother arrived at the little hotel, as usual, the lecherous owner didn't say a word, just leered and handed her the room key, then "watched" my mother sway her large, plump buttocks and long, beautiful legs in high heels as she walked into the room.

A dozen minutes later, the hotel owner brought in two migrant workers in their forties, who were preparing to take the first bus back to their hometown the next morning. The two men, whose origins were unknown, spoke in a difficult-to-understand dialect. After much haggling, they finally agreed on a price with the owner: fifty yuan per person, just one time, but the method was arbitrary.

The three men filed into the hotel room. The mother, wearing a purple, low-cut, see-through dress, was lying on the bed, listlessly watching TV. When she saw the owner bring back two old, ugly migrant worker guests who reeked of foul odors, she frowned. Getting out of bed, she stared at the owner with her large, watery eyes, seemingly trying to signal something.

The owner ignored her, simply shoving the two older migrant workers in front of the mother and coldly saying, "These two have booked one time each, half an hour limit. You'd better entertain them well. I'm leaving now." "What?! Half an hour limit? Why wasn't that mentioned before?" one of the migrant workers seemed very dissatisfied.

"You can't even finish one round in half an hour? Heh, alright, you can play for now, we'll talk about it later if you run out of time!

Okay?"

The two migrant workers were already impatient, cursing and telling the boss to hurry up and leave, saying they could discuss it later.

The boss shook his head disdainfully and walked out of the room with a contemptuous look on his face. As he closed the door, he saw my mother being forced to bend her arms around the two men's thick necks, her chest torn open, her thighs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, raised high and spread wide, kissing these two stinking migrant workers back and forth.

Not long after he left, a continuous "shh~ shh~ shh~" sucking sound came from inside the room, presumably my mother was vigorously giving them a blowjob.

Then, a little while later, he heard my mother scream "Ugh~ Ah~" and rhythmic "plop~ plop~" sounds of flesh hitting flesh. Needless to say, the two men inside had already started fucking my mother's plump, tight pussy with their dicks. So the boss deliberately pressed his ear against the door. Although he couldn't see what was happening inside, just listening to my mother's seductive moans was enough to make his ugly penis hard.

My mother was moaning "Mmm~ Mmm~" and then screaming "Ahhh~" incessantly, accompanied by the creaking and groaning of the bed... It seemed those two old migrant workers hadn't been bragging; they were indeed strong and robust.

You see, my mother, who had "seen it all" over the years, had been fucked, penetrated, and pounded by countless penises of different sizes, thicknesses, and lengths. Therefore, my mother was already very knowledgeable about men's penises, and her own genitals were incredibly resilient. The scene of her constantly screaming and moaning so loudly today was something she hadn't experienced in years. It truly makes one marvel at the incredible physical strength of our country's migrant workers…

Meanwhile, my wife and I waited for a long time at the station under the scorching sun before finally getting on a long-distance bus to the provincial capital. Once on board, we found the bus almost full, with only a few empty seats in the second-to-last row.

After my wife and I settled our luggage, the bus began to slowly and bumpily move forward.

Not long after, perhaps due to exhaustion from the past few days, my wife fell asleep on my shoulder. I then put down my magazine, closed my eyes, and began to doze off.

The bus traveled for quite a while without anyone getting off. In my drowsy state, I slightly opened my eyes, and immediately heard a woman's soft moans and a man's laughter beside me.

I immediately recognized my wife's voice and quickly turned around. There she was, curled up in her seat like a frightened bird, surrounded by several male passengers leering at her. Even more shockingly, she was only wearing a bra; her top had been pulled off sometime during the night! Needless to say, these men were sexually harassing her!

I squinted at the men; they were all tall and burly, any one of them could easily overpower me in seconds… So I quickly calmed myself down and thought it over carefully. I couldn't act rashly; I should pretend to be asleep for now and see how things developed.

After a while, they began to grab my wife's hands and feet, pinning her firmly to the seat. At first, my wife struggled desperately, almost screaming, but a frail woman like her was no match for these burly men. Soon, she was completely under their control and was pushed in front of a man with a crew cut.

The crew-cut man reached behind my wife and slowly unhooked her bra, then ripped it off completely. Instantly, my wife's large, firm breasts sprang out.

"They're fucking big and soft,"

the crew-cut man said unabashedly, kneading my wife's breasts. "Come on! Brothers, don't just stand there, come and touch them." My

wife had completely given up resisting by this point. She silently closed her eyes, clenched her teeth, and prepared to endure this humiliation. Because she knew very well that any resistance was useless at this point, and what awaited her was the men's merciless and wanton fondling...

Seeing that my wife had stopped resisting, the men released her. As soon as their hands left her, my wife instinctively covered her breasts and curled up into a ball.

"I took off the top for you, you can take off the bottom yourself!" the crew-cut man said to my wife, feigning ferocity.

Helpless, my wife could only stand up, blushing, and slowly take off her skirt.

Then, the most outrageous thing happened: these male passengers all sat in the last row, called my wife over, and laid her down across each of their laps. They began to carefully "taste" and "play" with every part of my wife's body.

The first man, with a crew cut, placed my wife's head on his thick thighs, gently stroking her pretty cheeks, ears, and lips. He then leaned down to kiss her lips, inserting his tongue to intertwine with hers, playfully chasing and teasing each other in her mouth.

The second man vigorously kneaded my wife's breasts, excitedly shaping her large, white, and tender breasts. When he got carried away, he even sucked on her pink nipples, making soft, squeezing motions back and forth. When he removed his mouth, I was astonished to find that my wife's nipples were already erect.

The male passengers behind me were fondling my wife's most private parts. They took turns inserting their fingers deep into her vagina, pulling at her clitoris, and probing her tender vaginal walls… Each thrust and withdrawal of their thick fingers elicited a soft moan from my wife, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

The man sitting in the last seat was probably a foot fetishist. He repeatedly played with my wife's delicate, white feet and stroked her long, beautiful legs. At the same time, his eyes were fixed on my wife's pitiful genitals—the private parts of my daughter being violated by the men's large hands.

I watched helplessly as my wife was stripped naked by a group of men, then forced down and wantonly violated, played with, and humiliated… and I, as her husband, was too cowardly to move, merely pretending to be asleep in my seat. It was utterly pathetic!

(The wife's part isn't finished yet, so please be patient, dear readers. Allow me to temporarily turn my attention back to the small hotel and my poor mother...)

...At this moment, my mother had just finished serving her second group of clients for the day. Exhausted, she got out of bed and wiped away the remaining semen from her genitals and around her mouth with a tissue.

After a quick clean-up, my mother picked up her tiny lace panties, barely the size of her palm, from the floor, shook off the dust, and wiped away the obvious white discharge from the crotch before putting them on. Meanwhile, her bright red, sexy bra was tossed on the bedside table; my mother didn't intend to wear it, because she knew she didn't need one—no matter which client, no matter their preferences, the moment they saw my mother's enormous breasts, they couldn't help but grab them and give them a good squeeze! If my mother wore a bra, it would greatly affect the customers' experience, and ultimately, these clients would order her to take it off... Then, my mother took out a clean pair of black pantyhose because the previous customer was very inconsiderate:

during sex, he first stuffed the flesh-colored pantyhose into my mother's mouth and made her bite down on it tightly, not allowing her to spit it out; later, after finishing, he made my mother use her pantyhose as a "towel" to wipe his sticky penis after ejaculating.

Therefore, my mother now had to take out a new pair to change into... After putting on the black pantyhose, my mother's voluptuous legs immediately appeared both slender and long.

After dressing, my mother was quickly touching up her makeup when there was another knock on the door. My mother couldn't help but wonder: hadn't I told the boss to let her rest for fifteen minutes after each customer before bringing the next one into the room?

But there was no way around it. Since she had chosen to become a prostitute and sell her body, my mother was a "chicken serving the people," and as a chicken, she had no power to resist... So, my mother composed herself, got up, and went to open the door.

When the door opened, what greeted my mother's eyes wasn't the various kinds of clients, but a tall, burly policeman in uniform, with the hotel owner standing beside him, timid and pale with fear.

This was an ominous sign.

Sure enough, some nosy neighbor had reported it, saying that someone was engaging in clandestine prostitution in this small hotel.

The policeman, surnamed Niu, looked to be in his thirties. He had just been transferred from another city. It was said that he was greedy and lecherous, with a very bad lifestyle, but he was highly regarded by a high-ranking official in the city, who had transferred him to our county as deputy director, intending to groom him for future promotions.

After entering the room, Chief Niu first told the hotel owner to wait outside and put up the sign that the hotel was closed for the day and that from now on, no business was allowed.

After the owner obsequiously left, he slammed the door shut, then plopped down on the large bed, lit a cigarette, and started smoking.

My mother, terrified, stood by, head bowed, trembling with fear. She had never seen anything like this before.

After a while, Chief Niu suddenly stood up: "A fine of 20,000 yuan, fifteen days of detention. Pack your things and get ready to come with me."

Upon hearing this, my mother immediately knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face, and began to plead desperately: "Officer... Officer, please! Give me a chance, I'll never do this again!"

Chief Niu completely ignored her, waving his hand impatiently, signaling my mother to stop arguing and come with him.

"Officer! Please listen to me, I really have no money, my family is heavily in debt, please have mercy on me! Help me!"

Seeing my mother's pitiful, tearful appearance, Chief Niu, an old hand at this kind of thing, smiled strangely and finally revealed his true colors.

"You want me to help you? We're not related, why should I? You filthy bitch, come with me right now!" "Please! Just don't fine me, don't arrest me, I'll agree to anything!" At this point, Chief Niu finally relented. He squinted his small eyes, lecherously looking my mother up and down, and then said contemptuously, "Looking at your age, you're at least sensible... Well, I'll think about it."

My mother seemed much more relaxed after hearing Chief Niu's "think about it," but she didn't know that these words would cost her a lot!

Chief Niu lit another cigarette and slowly smoked it, followed by about three or four minutes of silence.

My mother remained kneeling on the ground, not daring to move, waiting for Director Niu to finish his cigarette before "relocating" her.

After a while, Director Niu suddenly spoke again: "Hey, you there, how old are you this year? How long have you been doing this?"

"I...I'm 48, and I've only been doing this for a few months..."

my mother answered honestly.

"Hey! You're already 48, you really can't tell."

"Really! Officer, I wouldn't lie to you. I can show you my ID to prove it." Chief Niu didn't answer my mother, just muttered to himself, "She's well-maintained, looks like she's in her thirties..."

"Um... do you have a husband and children? What do they do?" "Yes, my husband is a middle school teacher, and my son got married last year and works at a company..." "Alright, alright! Just give me a brief answer!"

Chief Niu rudely interrupted my mother's answer, then changed the subject: "I'm hard down there, you should suck it out for me!" "...You, how could you do this?"

My mother was stunned for a moment, then said.

"You can just use your mouth, and I'll pretend today's events never happened!" "...Okay!" Good

heavens, my mother actually agreed! My heart skipped a beat, but then I thought about it again. My mother has already fallen to this point, giving a stranger a blowjob, something that's even beneficial to her... I shouldn't have any complaints.

Next, I saw Director Niu sitting on the bed, and my mother stood up. She was wearing stockings and a short skirt, very alluring! Director Niu unzipped his pants and pulled out a thick, black penis. My mother looked at the penis and swallowed hard. Then, as if making a huge decision, she clenched her fists, squatted down, and her neckline revealed two halves of her white breasts! Director Niu couldn't help but swallow hard.

My mother knelt down in front of Director Niu's crotch, gently stroking his genitals. Suddenly, Director Niu grabbed my mother's hair and commanded, "Open your mouth!"

So my mother obediently opened her mouth, letting him hold his penis for a moment, and "plop," it was inserted into her mouth.

My mother's expression immediately turned ugly, and she made a gagging motion. But Director Niu seemed to enjoy it. He grabbed my mother's hair, controlling the frequency, his penis going in and out of my mother's mouth.

Before long, Mom gradually got used to it...

After nearly twenty minutes of blowjob, they changed locations. Director Niu "lured" Mom to the toilet (meaning he used his penis to make Mom crawl on the floor), making her kneel on the floor with her back to the toilet door, her buttocks sticking out, and continued to perform oral sex diligently.

After a while, Director Niu suddenly slapped Mom's buttocks with his hand. With a "smack," Mom gave a coquettish yelp and quickly covered her large, sexy buttocks. Director Niu then said, "What, don't you want me to touch your buttocks?"

Mom knew she had "done something wrong" and quickly said, "No, let me touch you, let me touch you!" Now that things had come to this, if she didn't comply with his wishes, she would be at a huge loss!

Manager Shan grabbed Mom's skirt and lifted it up, revealing Mom's large, sexy buttocks. Her underwear was white with lace trim, and there were already some wet marks on her genitals.

Director Niu pulled up my mother's panties, covering her thick labia, making the outline of her genitals even clearer under the panties. My mother trembled, understanding what he was going to do, and then willingly took off her panties and obediently spread her legs...

As for the card game that night, I still remember it vividly—because I was there too.

Around 11 p.m., the mahjong and card games were almost over.

Then, the men roughly split into two groups. One group dragged my wife into the room, stripped her naked, and began taking turns to play with and rape her. This group was mainly composed of burly men from Shandong. The other group stayed in the living room and gang-raped my mother.

I was with Old Liu, in the group that gang-raped my mother.

Then, I witnessed firsthand how they raised my mother's hands high above her head and bound them with a flesh-colored pantyhose. They then used the underwear my wife had taken off to gag my mother.

From this, I guessed that my wife, whose vagina was being violated by four or five burly Shandong men in the other room, her eyes rolling back in her head, was also being gagged with the lace underwear my mother had just taken off!

Next, they spread my mother's legs wide apart, making a split, and then ordered me to insert my fingers into her vagina.

To please these men and avoid unnecessary conflict, I desperately dug into my mother's vaginal walls, violently pulling and tugging at her engorged clitoris. I even found two clothespins and clamped them onto my mother's thick labia majora and minora, causing her to scream in pain, kicking her legs wildly and twisting her waist, almost rolling on the ground. The men around me watched as I wantonly ravaged my mother's genitals with my fingers, making her genitals red and swollen, gushing out vaginal fluid like a fountain. They laughed triumphantly and clapped their hands, while my mother's face was contorted in pain... In the early hours of the morning, all the Shandong men in the room had ejaculated on my wife, so they all gathered again in the living room. They made my wife and mother wear no bras or underwear, only a nearly transparent, incredibly sexy halter-neck dress, and bright red high heels over ten centimeters high. My wife wore black fishnet stockings, and my mother wore flesh-colored pantyhose... Dressed like this, they were forced to perform a striptease in the center of the living room, a pornographic show for the men!

At first, my wife could manage a few simple dances, but my mother had no idea what to do and could only blush and twist her body erratically. Old Liu was very dissatisfied, so he went over and slapped my mother hard across the face. My mother was knocked to the ground, tears streaming down her face… Later, a middle-aged man, seemingly a university professor, came up with a “good idea.” He

used scissors to cut holes in the crotch of my mother and wife’s stockings, then made the two women lie on the dining table in the living room and play “69”!

My mother lay below, my wife’s full buttocks almost covering her entire face. My mother imitated how men played with themselves, slapping my wife’s buttocks repeatedly with her hands while licking my wife’s wet vulva with her tongue until my wife’s vaginal fluid gushed out like a spring, wetting half her face.

Meanwhile, my wife was on top of my mother, biting my mother’s already engorged clitoris, constantly licking and stimulating it with her tongue, causing my mother’s thighs to twitch. It was extremely lewd. At the same time, she inserted two delicate fingers into my mother’s vagina, thrusting them vigorously, as if almost tearing half of it out. My wife inserted her small hand inside, and with her deliberately long manicured nails, she dug into my mother's already ravaged vaginal walls... My mother's body was plump and full, like a ripe, juicy peach, while my wife was even whiter and slender, with no excess fat on her lower abdomen. The two sexy and beautiful bodies were stacked on top of each other, saliva and vaginal fluids dripping onto the table, accompanied by the two women's soft, lewd moans. It was a perfect display of alluring flesh and beautiful flesh, making all the men present's blood boil, and they all "raised their guns in salute" again... Later, life was roughly like this, except that Old Liu increasingly liked to keep my wife at home for his lewd acts. After playing with her all night long, he would make my wife cook for his whole family the next morning. Of course, she was naked, cooking and preparing the food, while Old Liu stood to the side, watching lewdly, admiring my wife's big white buttocks swaying back and forth, and her full breasts trembling up and down as she chopped vegetables.

Meanwhile, my mother began entertaining all sorts of men from Old Liu's family, both at home and even in hotels. Whenever these men came to our house, claiming to be Old Liu's friends, relatives, colleagues, or comrades-in-arms, my mother had no choice but to provide them with sexual favors. Besides unconditionally serving them well, sometimes, if there were many men, she would even cook a meal for them. This was truly unbearable for me, and my father even slammed the door and left several times in anger!

However, every time my mother "entered" a guest with her body, Old Liu would reduce our monthly mortgage payment by 20 yuan. Thus, my mother had no choice but to accept this unfortunate fate.

One day, two of Old Liu's friends came to our house, bringing a whole bunch of sex toys. They dragged my mother into the room and played with her in various ways, their lewd laughter and moans filling the air. They tormented her for the entire afternoon before finally emerging from my mother's room, their pants pulled up, looking completely satisfied.

After they left, I rushed into the house to check on my mother. The scene was utterly horrific. My mother was lying sprawled on the bed, completely naked; her hands and feet were tightly bound to the four bed legs with several thick hemp ropes; a small pair of underwear, presumably her own, was pulled over her head, and a wad of black stocking was stuffed into her mouth. When she saw me come in, she could only make soft "woof woof" sounds.

I went to my mother's side, untied the ropes, removed the stocking from her mouth, and asked if she was alright, if she wanted to rest, or eat something... My mother slowly sat up, then waved her hand and said, "No need, I still have to go to Old Liu's later..."

I didn't know what to say, so I could only help my mother get dressed and tidy up the bed.

My mother, bent over, expressionlessly cleaned up the "battlefield" while looking somewhat haggard, and said to me,

"These men are too much... Can't they just 'do' it properly? Why do they have to find all sorts of ways to torture me?!" At this point, my mother couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, after all, I am still her own son.

Then there's my wife, Xiaoqing. Besides being a sex toy for Old Liu and his gang, just like my mother, the manager at work has become increasingly brazen in his manipulation of her.

Several times, I've heard gossip from colleagues that my wife doesn't wear underwear to work, and even stays up late with the manager after work; that she performs oral sex on the company accountant in the restroom and licks his anus; that she gives the old security guard bras and stockings, and even takes them off on the spot.

Some even say that the reason the manager only takes my wife, Xiaoqing, when he goes out for business is because he makes her sing, dance, and play games with the clients—of course, all of them are lewd sexual games.

When dealing with smaller clients, the manager would have my wife drink a toast with them, one by one, and after each drink, she had to say "Thank you, husband!" So, by the end of the night, my wife would often have seven or eight new "husbands." Some clients were quite lecherous and would directly ask my wife to sit on their laps before toasting them and drinking the toast again. During this process, it was perfectly normal for my wife to be groped and even kissed on the lips.

If the clients were larger, my wife would have to change her clothes before attending the banquet: she would take off her work uniform and put on a revealing low-cut, see-through, mini-skirt, and wear sky-high heels.

During the banquet, my wife would sit among several clients, flirting with them, constantly pouring drinks and serving food, drinking the toast with each of them, and letting the men fondle her breasts, caress her fair thighs, and then gradually reach under her skirt to explore her sensitive and juicy vulva. As instructed by the manager, my wife had to occasionally use her delicate hands to touch the clients' penises, and then say in a coquettish tone, feigning surprise, "Wow! Your little brother is so big! How can it be so hard! How annoying..."

Seeing my wife's slutty appearance, few clients could resist, because at this point their lust had been completely aroused.

Then, these men would often say, "Would you like to try it, beautiful?" "You sign the contract, and I'll give it a try..."

"You think you can get me to sign with just these two moves?"

At this point, the manager would give a wink, and my wife would press her advantage: "Your little brother is so big... I really want to eat it!! If I can give you a blowjob within ten minutes, will you sign?

... Hurry up! I really want to eat your little brother!" From then on, my wife almost never failed. As long as the man was willing to take off his pants and give her a blowjob, within ten minutes, my wife would definitely make that guy ejaculate in her mouth... After the client signed the contract, my wife's task was basically completed.

The readers must be very curious about how my wife's tongue skills were so amazing that any penis would surrender in her cherry-like mouth within ten minutes.

It turns out that the manager usually paid great attention to "training" my wife, especially her oral skills. Every morning before the morning meeting, the manager would pull all the male accountants, male programmers, male salesmen, and even a few security guards and doormen into his office. He would then make my wife take turns giving them oral sex. If one man couldn't ejaculate within ten minutes, his salary would be reduced by 100 yuan; two men, 200 yuan; three men, 300 yuan… and so on.

To avoid having her pay docked, my wife would take off her top, kneel on the floor, her breasts half-exposed, and give each man a blowjob. The men would stand in a circle around my wife, each with an erect penis, eagerly offering it to her mouth. Often, my wife would have one penis in her mouth, diligently swallowing and spitting it out, while her hands wouldn't be idle either, simultaneously holding two penises and slowly stroking them to keep the men's penises hard.

After a period of rigorous "training," coupled with constant "practice" at Old Liu's friend's place, my wife's oral sex skills naturally improved dramatically, making her adept at handling those middle-aged male clients.

Later, for some reason, some teenagers who looked like high school students started appearing in my house.

One day I got home early from work and found a boy who looked like a high school sophomore riding on my mother's plump, mature body. He was whipping her buttocks with a belt while pulling her hair and shouting "Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up!" He was really treating my mother like a horse…

My mother was only wearing black stockings; the rest of her body was naked. Her large, swaying breasts had their nipples clipped with clothespins.

I yelled at the boy, "Hey! Who are you? Where did you come from?!"…
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