fuck the neighbor's mother and daughter's asshole

After my son went to university in Qingdao, my wife followed him there, renting an apartment to take care of him. Although I strongly objected, she couldn't resist her overflowing maternal instincts, leaving me all alone. I'm a small business owner doing earthmoving work on construction sites; I own two excavators and six trucks. Each has a driver, and I only fill in for those drivers when they need something. Normally, I have plenty of time. Besides machine maintenance and entertaining guests, I can make three to five hundred thousand yuan a year. In our small town, we're neither rich nor poor, just comfortably well-off.
Summer vacation just ended, and a mother and daughter recently moved into the apartment across the hall. The woman is probably around thirty-five or thirty-six, surnamed Song. She's not tall, probably under 1.6 meters, but she has a very shapely figure, full and smooth. Her breasts jiggle like two round radishes; from a distance, their size is definitely not fake. Especially her basin-like buttocks, which roll around with her slender waist as she walks, blinding countless older men around. Most strikingly, this woman is very fair-skinned. Whether it's the thighs peeking out from under her skirt, or the tender flesh of her chest, as smooth and supple as a peeled egg, this woman never looks at anyone directly. Beneath her thin eyebrows, her dark, watery phoenix eyes dart around like gleaming hooks, captivating all who see them. Her little daughter, Lele, thirteen or fourteen, is practically a carbon copy of her mother. Her still-developing body is already taking shape in her orange-red school uniform. Especially her pert, round bottom—a sight I never tire of. This is the result of my observation over the past week. Whether it's the older or younger, I can't eat or sleep without glancing at them every day. It's driving me a bit crazy lately. Ah, they're truly a pair of deadly vixens!
Midday in the eighth lunar month is one of the hottest days of the year. I ate a bowl of cold noodles and then curled up in the air-conditioned room at home watching videos online. With my wife not home, eating, drinking, sleeping, and using the restroom are manageable, but those things down there are difficult. I dare not go to foot massage parlors; they're too dirty and unsafe. I haven't found a lover yet. When I'm feeling frustrated, only Aoi Sora and her numerous AV actresses can soothe me. A cigarette dangling from my mouth, a few drops of lubricant on my penis. I stroke it up and down with Aoi Sora's movements, singing along to her husky voice. This is life, too.
Just as I'm about to reach my climax, the doorbell rings. I hurriedly wipe my penis and stuff it into my loose beach shorts, but it's still not working! It's still hard, and the doorbell keeps ringing. I peek through the peephole and see the girl next door. My heart starts pounding—am I scared? Excited? Embarrassed? After much deliberation, I open the door: "Hehe, Brother Huang, excuse me! My phone's out of credit, can I borrow your phone?" The pretty young woman stands at the door. She's wearing a blue floral tank top and shorts, her white shoulders and shapely legs are dazzling. "Okay, okay, okay." She led her inside and handed her her phone from the computer. "Brother Huang, your house is so cool! The renovation is really nice." She then sat on the sofa and made a phone call. The call was to her husband, asking for living expenses, saying they seemed to be short of money and needed a temporary loan—I won't go into details now. Then she started crying, putting me in a difficult position. If she cried in my house, people would think I'd done something to her. "Lele's mom, how about you take some money from me? You can pay me back anytime." The young woman immediately stopped. "How could I? It's alright, we have three or five thousand at home, you can use it first." I took out a bundle of unopened hundred-yuan bills from a drawer in the inner room. [Going to the bank is too much trouble; we usually keep ten or twenty thousand at home.] Of course, I had another purpose: to pave the way with money and see if things would fall into place. Sure enough, a glint flashed in the young woman's eyes; from the moment she saw the money, greed was impossible to shake off. "Is ten thousand enough?" "No, no, two thousand is enough. He'll pay you back when he mails the money." Her voice trailed off, her last shred of dignity causing her to blush and lower her head. Poverty had turned a beautiful phoenix into a sparrow. After all, material things are the first necessity for human survival; without them, everything else is meaningless. "Don't worry, I'm home alone, I don't need much." I deliberately emphasized one person's importance. "Ah! What about your sister-in-law?" "Your sister-in-law is in Qingdao accompanying her son's studies! She only comes back once a month." I wondered if she could decipher the hidden meaning in my words. She paused for a moment, seemingly organizing her thoughts. "Then, how do you live alone?" She glanced at me, her eyes seemingly more alluring. Heh, what a clever little vixen. "Sigh, eating and laundry are easy enough, it's just the loneliness at night!" "You, you're so rich, go find someone!" She blushed as she finished speaking. He placed his hand on his knee and dangled it. "The hairdressers are too dirty, and besides, the police are watching. I can't cheat on them. We're just destined to pass each other by on the street. What a miserable life!" He feigned a sorrowful expression to tease her. Sure enough, she smiled, her breasts—those tender mounds of flesh that haunted my dreams—trembling alluringly. Seeing me staring intently at her breasts, she immediately lowered her face in embarrassment. Everything suddenly fell silent, only the heavy breathing and the whirring of the air conditioner could be heard. The atmosphere was perfect; if I didn't act now, I'd be cursed. I grabbed her soft hand and placed it on my knee. A warm, smooth touch brushed against my fingertips, so comfortable. As a man nearing fifty, although I hadn't been with many women, I still knew how to tease. My fingertips gently traced her fair thigh, straight lines, circles, from the outside in—just a few strokes. And he trembled, stiff. "Little Song!" The first time I saw you, I was stunned. Whose young wife is so beautiful, with such a great figure? Your breasts are round and big, like Hami melons from Xinjiang, and your buttocks are round and big, like watermelons from Xinjiang. I blew into her ear and started singing. "Haha, you're so funny." Women dress up for those they love; no woman dislikes being complimented on her beauty. My humor eased the initial awkwardness. Everything felt less stiff. She took the initiative to lift my head, and our lips met. Our eyes gradually became hazy. I lifted my shirt, she raised her arm. I took off my shorts, she lifted her buttocks—everything was so perfectly coordinated. When she lay naked on the sofa, I was stunned, everything felt like a dream. Her nipples were pointed like a large bowl of freshly steamed glutinous rice, topped with a sticky cherry. Beneath her tender belly, a small tuft of soft yellow pubic hair, plump vulva flesh nestled between her white thighs. Everything was exactly as I had imagined a woman to be. Fair and plump, I loved the voluptuousness of the Tang Dynasty, and despised the skinny women of Yangzhou. She opened her mouth to hold a cherry, and grasped another plump breast in her other hand. Slightly salty, with the unique milky fragrance of a woman. Soft and yielding in my hand, like warm, smooth tofu. Like a greedy child, I endlessly demanded more. My tongue traced down her smooth belly, and as I lifted her legs, her plump little vulva parted, revealing a tender red fold between her pale purple labia. Like a clam's lips releasing water, a few glistening drops of mucus overflowed from her vulva. My mouth covered it, my tongue sweeping across, the salty-sweet hormones making my penis swell. Forgetting all foreplay, I spread her legs, slid them around a few times, and thrust in. So tight, so smooth. "Mmm, so thick." The little wife, her eyes tightly closed, hummed and moaned, like a dream, like a soft murmur. Her breath was sometimes light and labored, sometimes rapid. She wrapped her arms around my neck, begging for kisses, letting me do as I pleased.
The sofa was too small, so I lifted her by the buttocks and held her in my arms. I moved her towards the large bed, and most women react strongly to standing sex like this. When I lowered my hands, her entire body was supported by my penis, allowing for deeper and more intense penetration: "Ah! Ah! Brother, my pussy is so wet!" As I laid her on the bed, she gripped my legs tightly, refusing to let go. "No, no, it felt so good just now, I want it like that." "My beauty, what do you want?" Her almond-shaped eyes were glazed, her face flushed with embarrassment: "Brother, hold me and fuck me, it feels so good!" After a few dozen thrusts, I finally put her on the bed; I was too tired. I lay down and let her ride me as she pleased. Having given birth before, she already knew what to do. Sometimes she rode on top of me, her pussy grinding against my penis from all sides; sometimes she squatted down, her buttocks slapping loudly, having a great time. Perhaps because I hadn't been with a woman for a long time, I ejaculated after only ten minutes, and I don't know if she had an orgasm.
After resting for a while, we took a shower together and lay naked on the bed chatting. This woman had such beautiful flesh, so white and delicate. I especially loved her two round, plump, white, tender buttocks; they felt wonderful to the touch, like jelly. Her husband was from Northeast China. They met, married, and had a child. When their daughter, Lele, was five, her husband met another woman and ran away. They later divorced, and custody of their daughter went to the mother. Her husband gave her 1,800 yuan a month for living expenses, which was fine at first. But later, he became less timely, and I had to call him several times to remind him. She grabbed my penis and rubbed it as she talked. Gradually, I got hard again, and she arched her back, opened her mouth, and took it in, while also fiddling with herself. It seemed she hadn't reached orgasm yet. "Come on, baby, straddle my face." Sure enough, the crevice between her buttocks was already dripping with lustful fluid, soaking her thighs. She spread her buttocks and started smacking her lips, while I slapped her plump, tender flesh hard from time to time. My tongue entered her vagina, while my fingers, wet with her juices, gently teased her anus. At first, only one finger could fit, then two. My other hand entered her vagina, adding more fingers as it expanded. When all four fingers were inside, she trembled and collapsed onto me. She roared like a beast, spraying my face with her juices. I rolled over, lifted her buttocks, and penetrated her from behind. The afterglow of her orgasm still made her vaginal muscles tremble. After a dozen thrusts, I pulled out. I rubbed her anus a few times before slowly pushing in. It was tight at first, but with a soft pop, everything went smoothly. When she fully recovered from her orgasm, she realized it wasn't my fingers in her anus and felt pain. Her buttocks twitched incessantly: "Brother, don't fuck my anus! It hurts!" Feeling her trembling, I stopped. I pulled out and inserted into her vagina, waiting for her to recover before entering her anus. After repeating this several times, I felt her trembling stop. She finally got used to it. No matter where I entered, she would occasionally thrust her buttocks back to meet my soft moans. Right, there was the electric dildo I used to play with with my wife in the drawer. I stopped thrusting and bent down to look for it. "Brother, move! It feels so good to poop in my ass!" "Don't worry, baby, brother has a secret weapon." When the thick black dildo rotated and entered, she cried out: "Two big dicks!" Looking down through the gap, I realized one was fake. It was even spurting water! The rotation of the thick dildo, combined with the hot real thing in her little asshole, created two layers of stimulation. She immediately abandoned her restraint and began to moan wildly. Each wave was more intense than the last. Her fair skin turned red and she sweated profusely. I didn't care about disturbing the neighbors. With a long roar, she collapsed onto the bed, her whole body trembling violently. I also thrust into her asshole a dozen times and ejaculated.

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