[Urban] Masked Mother Complex Trilogy (Complete) - 10-12

【Part Three: Mother's Love and Sorrow】 (IV) Hiding a Mistress

On Saturday morning, I secretly called my teacher, using illness as an excuse to skip the afternoon's school swimming competition.

After lunch, I left early. My mother thought I was going to the competition and encouraged me to get a good ranking. I didn't know what to feel. I took a taxi to Yinlu Community, entered my rented apartment 505, turned on my portable computer, connected the equipment, and the picture of room 405 was clearly displayed on the LCD screen.

After doing all this, I checked the time; it was not yet 1 p.m. Bored, I looked at the large bed on the computer screen, took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm my restless mood.

Around 1:30 p.m., a man walked into the room. I started to tense up. I adjusted the zoom and clearly saw the man's handsome, resolute face, tall figure, and mature charm. It was indeed the man in the photo album—Long Qingshan!

I gritted my teeth. It was him who made that lewd phone call to my mother, and he was the one who coerced her into coming to this room every week to be sexually assaulted. Just you wait, once I've filmed you and have evidence of your evil deeds, you won't be afraid to let my mother go!

Long Qingshan took off his coat, changing into a pair of shorts and a tight vest. Broad shoulders, narrow waist—damn, he must be almost forty, but he's still quite fit. He took out a complete set of photography equipment from a small box he'd brought in; there were several lenses alone, and he fiddled with them.

Suddenly, he looked up, stood up, and walked out. A moment later, he came back in, his arm around my mother's waist. Today, my mother was wearing an elegant white sleeveless dress with floral patterns, revealing her plump arms. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, the belt was tightly tied, her breasts were high, the V-neck was low, and a pearl necklace hung around her neck, making her look refined and dignified.

Seeing my dear mother on the screen, my blood immediately rushed to my head.

I heard Long Qingshan say, "Zhenzhen, why are you here early today?"

I glanced at the clock; it was only 1:50 PM.

My mother didn't speak, placing her purse on the table beside her. Long Qingshan impatiently embraced her, sealing her lips with his foul breath.

He held her waist, kissing her forcefully, forcing her to lean back. To maintain her balance, she had to wrap her arms around his neck.

Seeing my mother kiss a strange man for the first time, my heart pounded wildly, and my hands trembled as I zoomed in.

My mother stretched out her snow-white neck, her lips drawn to Long Qingshan's, involuntarily turning with his. Finally, they reached the bedside, Long Qingshan pressing her down onto the bed. They both let out a muffled "hmm," their lips still locked together like magnets. My mother writhed on the bed, seemingly unwilling to accept Long Qingshan's forceful kiss.

But Long Qingshan held her firmly beneath him; her struggles were futile. After a while, Long Qingshan relaxed slightly, and Mom managed to pry him away a little with her arms. Mom lay on the bed, her cheeks flushed, her breathing rapid, her high breasts heaving.

"Zhenzhen, what's wrong with you today?" Long Qingshan asked, his tone displeased.

Mom turned her head away, not answering, her eyes seemingly filled with tears.

My heart ached. Mom was indeed forced, that bastard Long Qingshan!

Seeing Mom's silence, Long Qingshan became annoyed. He sat up on the edge of the bed and said coldly, "Is it because of Xiaojia?"

Mom remained silent. I was stunned. Mom was doing this for me?

After a moment of awkward silence, Mom said softly, "You know, Xiaojia really cares about the swimming competition this afternoon. He so wanted me to go and cheer him on."

My tears welled up uncontrollably. Oh, Mom, so I hold such a heavy place in your heart! I felt incredibly guilty for not going to the competition and instead staying here to spy on my mother. How could I explain my competition results to her when I got back?

"I'm sorry, Zhenzhen, I shouldn't have forced you to come," Long Qingshan said.

My mother sobbed softly.

"But you don't know how much I've suffered..." Long Qingshan's voice choked, "Every day I come home to face that fierce she-devil. We almost never go a day without arguing. The thought of going home after work sends chills down my spine. Working overtime day and night is a luxury for me, not torture..."

Long Qingshan became more and more distressed as he spoke, burying his face in his hands, pulling at his hair, his once upright body curled up, trembling slightly.

My mother slowly stopped crying, sat up, and her sorrowful gaze slowly turned to loving affection for Long Qingshan.

I inwardly cursed, "This is bad." My mother's heart is the softest; Long Qingshan's tactic was incredibly effective on her.

Long Qingshan continued, "Only this afternoon each week, when I'm with you, can I forget all my unhappiness. Without you, I can't imagine what joy I would have in living this world; I might as well be dead..." "

Oh, Qingshan, don't say that." His mother was moved. She moved closer to Long Qingshan, hugged him tightly, and gently stroked his disheveled hair.

"It's true, really. Several times when I'm out socializing, I've really wanted to just get drunk and die at the table..."

"No..." His mother was on the verge of tears, holding Long Qingshan tightly, as if afraid of losing him.

"In my most painful and depressed moments, I think of you, and my heart is instantly filled with sweetness. I even feel that all the suffering I've endured is a trial given to me by heaven because I have you! Thinking like this makes me feel at peace. As long as I have you, I'm willing to bear any suffering!"

"Oh, Qingshan..." His mother was moved to tears by Long Qingshan's words of love.

Long Qingshan lifted his head from his mother's arms, gazing into her eyes, and said, "Zhenzhen, promise me, no matter what, you won't leave me, okay?"

Under Long Qingshan's fierce onslaught, his mother finally surrendered. She nodded shyly and was pulled onto the bed by Long Qingshan. Long Qingshan once again captured his mother's soft, fragrant lips. His mother closed her eyes, enjoying her lover's tenderness. At that moment, I suddenly saw a smile appear on Long Qingshan's lips.

This smile deeply pierced my heart; my heart shattered. Mother, your heart is too soft. This shameless man has taken advantage of your kind heart to deceive you and possess your pure and innocent body.

Long Qingshan straddled his mother's lap like a conqueror, his fingers brazenly pressing against her high, firm breasts, gently kneading them through her clothes. My heart tightened involuntarily.

A blush crept across Mom's face. She didn't resist, but instead raised her arms above her head, shyly closing her eyes and slightly thrusting out her chest, cooperating with Long Qingshan's magic hands to unfasten the clasp of her dress behind her back. The subtle movements between the two were perfectly coordinated, and soon Mom's dress was pulled down to her waist, and her white lace bra was removed, revealing Mom's purple grape-like nipples, standing erect in the air.

"Zhenzhen, every time I see your breasts, I feel something different."

"Come on, what's different about them?" "

The first time I saw your breasts, I remember your nipples were pink, as delicate as two plum blossoms about to bloom."

"Oh, Qingshan..." Mom's eyes seemed to be veiled with mist, and she twisted her body slightly beneath Long Qingshan.

"Thirteen years have passed, and without realizing it, your breasts have become so full, your nipples have grown larger, and the color has changed from pink to light brown today." Long Qingshan lovingly cradled Mom's breasts with his thumb and forefinger, licking her nipples as he spoke.

"Oh, Qingshan, it's been thirteen years, we've been in love for thirteen years..." The mother said emotionally, thrusting her white breasts forward and pushing her red nipples straight into Long Qingshan's mouth.

My mother's soft words struck me like a thunderbolt. "Love"? My mother wasn't forced? She and Long Qingshan were in love? And for thirteen years? Thirteen years ago, I wasn't even born!

I stared in disbelief at the screen as my mother pressed Long Qingshan's head against her chest, her large nipples moving in and out of his mouth, glistening with saliva. Long Qingshan skillfully nibbled at my mother's nipples with his pearly white teeth, pulling them out with his lips until they quickly hardened.

Long Qingshan skillfully played with my mother's breasts, sucking, licking, and swallowing, causing my mother to moan softly, her chest arching upwards. These moans, which had been my wonderful aphrodisiac just days before, now held no appeal for me; my vision was blurred with tears.

Oh, Mother, Mother, how could you betray Father, betray me, and fall in love with a stranger? To completely offer your sacred body to this man?

I wiped away my tears with the back of my hand, gritting my teeth. I wanted revenge, revenge on my unfaithful mother.

But watching my mother smile and open her arms to Long Qingshan on the screen, all I wanted to do was cry. Oh, Mother, how I long to be in your arms right now! But instead of

being embraced, it was a naked Long Qingshan who fell into her arms.

My mother hummed in agreement, her broad chest supporting Long Qingshan's weight. Her fair fingers gently stroked his back. Long Qingshan lay quietly on top of her, enjoying her tenderness.

My mother seemed to enjoy this intimacy with her lover, but Long Qingshan was impatient. His hands began to slip under her skirt.

My mother's private parts were being violated. She frowned slightly, gently twisting her lower body. The sudden shift from warmth to lust left her somewhat helpless.

Compared to sex, women seem to need emotional comfort more, but intercourse is undoubtedly the most important thing for men.

To satisfy her lover's needs, my mother allowed Long Qingshan to undo her belt, and her skirt was removed.

My fair-skinned, voluptuous mother lay exposed before Long Qingshan, wearing only her underwear. The despicable Long Qingshan wasn't in a hurry to remove her panties; instead, he reached inside, doing something wicked. I saw my mother's eyes slightly closed, occasionally moaning and trembling slightly.

My eyes were bloodshot as I pulled down my own pants, my penis stiff and unmoving.

Finally, Long Qingshan triumphantly ripped off my mother's underwear, revealing her dark pubic hair. Reflexively, I grabbed my penis with my left hand and zoomed in with my right.

My mother's pubic area was a mess, like a bird's nest, glistening with her love juice, making the hair clump together in clumps, appearing exceptionally lewd.

Long Qingshan admired his "achievement," gently stroking the pubic hair with his fingers.

Mom blushed, propped herself up, and pushed Long Qingshan's hands away, scolding, "You've already done this to me, and you still haven't had enough?"

"Not enough? How could it be enough? Just thinking about Zhenzhen, usually so noble like a saint, and her mysterious vulva that I can freely defile, excites me," Long Qingshan said.

"You pervert!" Mom laughed hysterically, her breasts bouncing up and down.

Long Qingshan's eyes widened; he pounced on Mom, groping and kissing her breasts again. Mom, instead of flinching, smiled as she looked at Long Qingshan in her arms, satisfied by her lover's infatuation with her breasts.

Suddenly, Long Qingshan stood up and said, "I'm a pervert, but my little brother is even more perverted!" He shamelessly thrust his penis in front of Mom's eyes; its head was bulging, the glans a purplish-red, far more menacing than my little penis.

Mom spat lightly, turning her head away, her face flushed.

"Zhenzhen, come on, your little brother has been missing you for a week, so comfort him, okay?" Long Qingshan pressed his advantage, pushing his lower body forward.

Mom slowly adjusted to a kneeling position, seemingly unwilling.

Long Qingshan pulled Mom's head close, pressing his entire penis against her cheek.

"Mmm, so hot..." Mom didn't resist, but obediently leaned forward, her face pressed against it.

It seems Mom still likes this big thing. I painfully watched Mom's beautiful face contrast with Long Qingshan's ugly penis; the stark visual contrast made me shudder several times.

Long Qingshan fell silent, firmly holding his magnificent and erect penis. Mom was awestruck by the solemn and masculine beauty of the male genitalia. She carefully parted Long Qingshan's pubic hair and gently held his penis in her slender hand.

When Mom lowered her head and took Long Qingshan's penis into her mouth, I could hardly believe it. My usually noble and dignified mother was actually taking such an ugly penis into her mouth!

Mom had no idea that her shameful act was being witnessed by her own son. She carefully licked Long Qingshan's penis from bottom to top with her tongue, much like she would when eating an ice pop.

Long Qingshan closed his eyes, making "uh, uh..." sounds. Seeing how much he enjoyed it, I angrily turned the camera away and focused it on Mom.

Mom seemed to cherish the penis in her mouth. She was as gentle as a goddess, occasionally stroking the penis lightly with her hand, and even sucking on Long Qingshan's large glans like she was eating a lychee.

I really couldn't understand why Mom was so serious! I grabbed my own penis in frustration, wishing I could take Long Qingshan's place and put my little penis in Mom's mouth.

Long Qingshan seemed to say something, and Mom reluctantly spat out the thing, pouting her red lips and kissing the head of the penis, her face flushed with delight, saying, "Qingshan, it kissed me too, didn't it?"

Long Qingshan's penis trembled twice, and he hugged Mom, saying, "Come up and kiss me, you're not allowed to kiss it."

"Oh, I don't want to, it's more obedient than you..." Mom giggled, sticking out her delicate tongue to lick a small dewdrop from the head of the penis.

I never expected Mom to become so horny in bed! Long Qingshan couldn't resist Mom's teasing and pounced on her onto the bed.

Too lazy to watch their ugly kissing, I pointed the camera at their lower bodies.

Mom raised her legs and spread them apart, forming an "M" shape, so that her vulva could be fully exposed. Unfortunately, Mom's plump and tender vulva only flashed briefly on the screen before being blocked by Long Qingshan's buttocks.

"Qingshan, wait, you haven't put on a condom yet," Mom said.

"Hehe, I've calculated it, today is your safe period, little brother can enjoy himself to the fullest." Long Qingshan chuckled lewdly.

"But... I'm still worried about the possibility of something going wrong." Mom seemed a little hesitant.

"Oh, don't think so much, don't you want my lava-like semen to scald your uterus? It's like absorbing yang to nourish yin, I read an article today that said semen can help women prevent cancer." Long Qingshan persuaded.

"How annoying, I haven't even given permission, how did you sneak in..." Mom chuckled.

I gritted my teeth in hatred, hurriedly adjusting the camera angle, but I still couldn't see Mom's vulva.

The two on the bed adjusted their lower body positions, suddenly freezing for a second or two, I could even hear Mom's "oh" moan, my heart skipped a beat, I knew Long Qingshan had entered.

My mind went blank, Mom was no longer chaste, I saw with my own eyes her sacred vulva being invaded by a man other than Dad. I zoomed out in bewilderment, watching my mother raise her pale legs like a frog, while Long Qingshan's ugly body heaved violently on her.

"Stop! Please stop!!!" I screamed frantically, tearing at my hair. Naked lust couldn't numb my crumbling faith; I finally broke down. Tears streamed down my face as I curled up on the bed, a huge rock pressing on my chest, unable to cry out.

Through my blurry vision, I watched the two worms writhing on the bed, and finally, I sobbed uncontrollably. I pulled the covers over my head and wept alone in the darkness. It felt like an eternity. Exhausted from crying, a last vestige of consciousness reminded me to pull back the covers.

The two people on the bed had clearly finished, lying apart. My mother's snow-white body was finally exposed before me, completely naked.

Her eyes were slightly closed, her arms casually outstretched above her head, a faint smile on her face. Despite the recent storm, her body remained impeccably white. I inadvertently noticed that my mother's armpits were also completely shaved. For Long Qingshan, she had shaved all her armpit hair.

Oh, sweet mother, enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm, do you know, your son is heartbroken for you…

My nose stung as I looked at my mother's languid naked body. Her large nipples seemed to be silently staring at me. Oh, my mother's nipples were innocent; although they had just been violated, it didn't diminish their supreme place in my heart.

Looking at my mother's nipples, I quietly masturbated until I ejaculated. Oh, for my mother, I have no regrets. At this moment, I understood that I still loved my mother so deeply…

After a while, the two on the bed began to talk. I calmed down and listened.

"Qingshan, I need to go home early today," my mother said.

"Hmm, still worried about Xiaojia?" Long Qingshan asked.

"Yes, Xiaojia is very attached to me. Not going to watch his match this afternoon will definitely hurt him," my mother said apologetically.

"Zhenzhen, I'm sorry, I've put you in a difficult position." Long Qingshan reached out and pulled his mother into his arms.

His mother nestled against his chest like a docile little lamb.

After a while, as if sensing something, she sat up and said, "Qingshan, I have to go back."

"You're just going to leave it like that?" Long Qingshan grimaced; his manhood had somehow become erect again.

"It's its own fault for being so unruly, I'm not going to leave it." His mother smiled as she got up and reached for her bra.

"Okay, okay, fine, I won't leave it." Long Qingshan grabbed his mother's hand and said, "Can't you at least take a shower before you go back?"

"What mischief are you up to now? I won't fall for your tricks!" His mother playfully wrinkled her cute nose, picked up her underwear, and headed towards the bathroom, saying, "I'm going to touch up my makeup, don't come with me."

Watching his mother sway her round buttocks as she walked towards the bathroom, even my penis, which had just ejaculated, became erect, let alone Long Qingshan's.

Long Qingshan jumped up on the bed, his erection trembling, and shouted, "Zhenzhen, I'm here!" before leaping off. As

soon as Mom shifted her hips, her two plump, round buttocks fell into Long Qingshan's clutches. He held Mom's waist while kneading her doughy buttocks, leading her into the bathroom.

The bathroom door closed, and I could hear Mom's giggling laughter from inside. I painfully closed my eyes.

I knew it was time to leave, but I still wanted to see Mom's naked body one more time. I waited expectantly, listening to the various sounds coming from the bathroom downstairs: Mom's intermittent moans, the sound of running water, and Long Qingshan's triumphant laughter.

Finally, Long Qingshan emerged, carrying Mom in his arms.

Whether it was from another bout of lovemaking or the bath, Mom seemed even more languid and weak. She wrapped her arms around Long Qingshan's neck, resting her head against his body—a truly picturesque scene of a "beauty emerging from a bath."

Mom and Long Qingshan lingered on the bed for a while longer before Mom got up, put on her underwear, and fastened her bra. I greedily glanced at Mom's breasts one last time, then resolutely shut down the computer and started packing.

It was almost four o'clock when I got home. I wet my swim trunks in the bathroom, took a shower, and pretended to have just returned from swimming.

Mom didn't get home until after 4:30. Heaven knows what she and Long Qingshan did after I left, taking so long, and she said she was worried about me—it was all a lie!

"Xiaojia, what place did you get in the swimming competition today?" Mom asked as soon as she walked in.

"Don't mention it," I pouted.

"What's wrong, Xiaojia?" Mom walked to my side, gently stroking my head. "Did you not perform well? It's okay, there will be other opportunities next time, okay?"

The faint fragrance emanating from Mom reminded me of the image of her naked body nestled in Long Qingshan's arms earlier, and my heart ached. I couldn't speak.

Seeing my silence, Mom assumed I was upset because of my poor performance in the competition. She comforted me, "I'm sorry, Xiaojia, Mom didn't go to watch your competition today. It's my fault."

I couldn't help but want to ask her where she had been that afternoon, but I held back.

"Alright, Xiaojia, don't be sad. Look what Mom bought you." Mom magically produced a large bag of KFC.

I felt a little better. So Mom had gone to pick up some fast food; no wonder she was so late. But what could I do? Mom had still slept with a strange man.

I chewed on the chicken wings listlessly, but the image of Mom's naked body that I had seen that afternoon was deeply imprinted in my mind, impossible to erase. While Mom wasn't looking, I secretly looked at her back. Her buttocks were still big and round under her pants. I couldn't help but think of how her gluteal muscles had squeezed out when Long Qingshan grabbed her buttocks earlier, and my little penis quietly became erect.

Mom hummed a song all night, her eyebrows radiating a smile. I was so jealous. Did Long Qingshan really make her so happy?

Now I have the video of Mom and Long Qingshan's affair. How should I use it?

[Part Three: Mom's Love and Sorrow] (V) Stalking and Peeping

I have the sex video of Mom and Long Qingshan, but I don't know how to use it. I want to use it to threaten Long Qingshan, but I'm afraid he's powerful and could easily deal with me with a flick of his finger, and maybe even implicate Mom. I

'm at a loss. I can only put the videos on my hard drive and encrypt them.

Peeping is like a drug. Once you've had it, you want it again.

I look forward to Saturday every day. On the afternoon of the second Saturday, I stalked Mom again.

Sitting in front of the computer again, the excruciating pain of the first time had lessened considerably, replaced by a burning desire of intense anticipation.

I opened the screen; Long Qingshan was sitting on the edge of the bed, and my mother was nestled on his lap like a little lamb. Seeing this, my penis instantly became erect.

My mother wasn't wearing stockings; her bare feet were exposed, her gold stiletto sandals half-off, the thin straps undone, only her toes hooking the shoes, swaying as if they might fall off at any moment.

Long Qingshan's large hands caressed my mother's smooth, white feet, holding her beautiful arches, occasionally tickling her soles with his fingers, making her giggle softly.

"Qingshan, look at this picture of me when I was young, how good my figure was!" my mother said.

Only then did I notice that my mother was holding a photo album, looking at it with Long Qingshan.

"Oh, I was much slimmer than I am now," Long Qingshan teased my mother deliberately.

"Mmm..." Mom protested, squirming and acting coquettishly in Long Qingshan's arms.

"Hehe, actually, you have a better figure now. You're still slim where you should be, and much bigger where you should be." As he spoke, Long Qingshan slipped his hand under the collar of Mom's suit and into her breasts, shamelessly kneading them.

"Mmm... Qingshan, you're so naughty..." Mom blushed quickly, unable to resist his teasing.

Long Qingshan's other hand reached under Mom's back, trying to unhook her bra, but he didn't succeed immediately.

"Tch... How clumsy." Mom chuckled, thrusting out her breasts and reaching behind her back to unhook her bra.

With her bra off, Mom stretched comfortably and leaned back into Long Qingshan's arms. Long Qingshan's hand took the opportunity to slip under her bra and touch her breasts. Mom

hummed in agreement, seemingly enjoying her lover's teasing. She nestled in Long Qingshan's arms and continued flipping through the photo album.

"Qingshan, this is a photo I took in my junior year of college, right?" Mom asked.

"Yes." Long Qingshan looked at it carefully. "You stood there so gracefully among the flowers, your brows slightly furrowed, so innocent."

"Yeah, I wore a ponytail back then."

"It looks pretty good, it makes your neck look even longer." Long Qingshan paused, thought for a moment, and then whispered, "Zhenzhen, you were still a virgin when these photos were taken, weren't you?"

"Oh, I'm so embarrassed, I don't remember at all." Mom blushed and pinched Long Qingshan's arm in protest.

"Hehe!" Long Qingshan didn't dodge, seemingly quite happy to be pinched by his mother's delicate hand. He continued, "Let me think, it seems so, you only met me during your summer internship in your junior year..."

"And you, you big pervert, saying there were a lot of mosquitoes on the mountain, pretending to apply insect repellent to lure me into your room..." Mom scolded angrily.

"Hehe!" Long Qingshan said, "I really miss that summer afternoon, in that guesthouse in Guangzhou, when I obtained your most precious thing."

"Mmm..." Mom was a little aroused by his words. She closed her eyes slightly, her face flushed, and her fragrant lips parted slightly.

How could Long Qingshan not understand what this signal meant? He leaned down and took the nectar from Mom's mouth. The two of them fell onto the bed in a passionate kiss, and Mom's gold high heels fell to the ground with a "clatter."

Mom's virginity was taken by Long Qingshan! I was shocked and angry, my mind was in chaos, but my eyes could not leave the two people entwined on the bed.

Mom's coat was taken off, and her beautiful breasts once again fell into Long Qingshan's clutches right before my eyes. Long Qingshan's caresses when we were looking at the photo album had already made Mom's nipples fully erect. Long Qingshan was obviously very familiar with Mom's sensitive spots. Every wanton teasing of Mom's nipples made Mom let out a pleasant "humming" sound.

At this moment, all I could see were my mother's ample, snowy breasts. These breasts, which had once nourished me, filled my entire heart. Watching them succumb to Long Qingshan's lewd power, kneaded and shaped into various forms in his hands, the tender, red nipples, like the tips of ripe peaches, were sucked into his mouth, coated with a layer of glistening saliva, standing tall on the snow-like flesh. These two snow lotuses blooming on the iceberg remained so pure and immaculate in my mind.

Long Qingshan lifted his head from my mother's chest, moved forward, and clamped my mother's soft waist with his knees. He proudly thrust his lower body forward, his previously drooping penis now throbbing menacingly.

Long Qingshan said, "Zhenzhen, your breasts are a wonderful aphrodisiac. Every time I kiss them a few times, my penis gets fully erect." He flicked his penis with satisfaction and teased, "Fool, why don't you thank the Snow Peak Mother in front of you?"

"Oh, don't treat it like that," Mom whispered, reaching out to protect Long Qingshan's penis. "Look how pitiful it is, just sitting there silently. My heart ached when you flicked it and it trembled so much."

Mom's repressed words made the penises of the two men upstairs and downstairs as hard as iron. "Hmm..." Long Qingshan groaned, reaching out to press Mom's outstretched hand onto his penis, enjoying the gentle care of her palm.

Meanwhile, my little penis could only pitifully extend and retract its head in my palm. The difference in treatment was like heaven and earth! Seeing Long Qingshan's head tilted back, looking on with obvious enjoyment, I gritted my teeth and secretly vowed, "One day I'll kick you off Mom!"

The two on the bed changed positions, and Mom knelt at Long Qingshan's feet, once again performing oral sex on him in this humiliating position. The way Mom devotedly served the man's ugly penis was a stark contrast to her usual gentle and dignified image in front of me, which I simply couldn't accept!

My heart and penis were burning with rage!

Long Qingshan's penis, covered in Mom's saliva, stood proudly erect. Mom pressed her red lips to the glans and sobbed, "Qingshan, let it enter me, I need it..."

I roared angrily from my throat. Mom was completely conquered by this man; she had an almost worshipful fascination with his genitals. Through the naked figures on the bed, an image flashed before my eyes: in ancient times, my mother, offered as a sacrifice, was as helpless as a lamb. Thick black ropes bound her snow-white body like a dumpling. My mother knelt naked before a totem of a male phallus, weeping, willingly offering her body.

When my mother was pressed beneath Long Qingshan, her legs spread to welcome his entry, my eyes widened as I watched Long Qingshan's enormous penis slowly penetrate my mother's vagina. Her vagina opened to receive her precious gift, and the nectar flowing down her perineum, I seemed to hear my mother's satisfied sighs.

I must admit, Long Qingshan's penis was indeed very large; my mother's vagina, still stretched taut after childbirth, was still incredibly taut. Last time I saw my mother's vagina envelop my father's penis, it displayed a superior, accommodating power. My mother effortlessly controlled the situation, manipulating my father's penis with ease. But this time, under the pressure of Long Qingshan's powerful penis, my mother was completely subjugated; her vagina had lost its dominance. Under the brutal invasion of Long Qingshan's penis, my mother's vagina cried and groaned in pain, on the verge of being torn apart.

My mother's vagina, with its extraordinary resilience, displayed completely different beauty when accommodating two different sizes of penises, which instilled in me a strange sense of awe. Oh, I love my mother's vagina; I want to kiss it, to tell it of my admiration. I looked down at my own penis. What would it be like if it were inserted into my mother's vagina?

I smiled bitterly, self-consciously gripping my thin, pale penis, completely unaware that the desire to penetrate my mother had just taken root in my heart. Although I love my mother's vagina so much, watching it twist and deform under Long Qingshan's penis, its bright red flesh exposed, its juices splattering everywhere, excites me. My beloved mother's vagina is being ravaged, oh, I can't take it anymore, I'm coming, I'm coming…

Amidst my mother's continuous moans, I ejaculated, and my mother reached orgasm at the same time. She generously displayed her exquisite beauty during her orgasm to her lover, letting Long Qingshan kiss her extremely excited face wildly.

Oh, Mom, I orgasmed with you, I fantasized in front of the screen, almost collapsing.

After what seemed like an eternity, as Long Qingshan's limp penis slid out, my mother's vaginal opening opened wide, gushing out a mixture of Long Qingshan's semen and my mother's vaginal fluid; in the silence, my mother's varicose vaginal walls slowly contracted, and contracted again...

[Part Three "My Mother's Love and Sorrow"] (VI) The Unbearable Night

For the next few days, I sat in front of the computer watching the video of my mother and Long Qingshan making love over and over again. Watching the black and white bodies twisted together on the screen, my painful heart gradually became numb, but my lust burned brighter and brighter.

I must get revenge on Long Qingshan! I thought viciously, determined to deal with him. But I didn't realize that what drove my actions subconsciously was an intense desire to possess my mother.

Spying on my mother and a strange man was like a drug, driving me mad. I ordered another miniature camera online and installed it in the ceiling of the living room. I didn't install it at the health bureau because I was worried the steam in the bathroom would affect the recording.

Today is Tuesday. At breakfast, my mother told me she had to go to the county town tomorrow afternoon to inspect the branch office's work and wouldn't be home that night.

My mother stroked my head apologetically and said, "Xiaojia, don't be afraid being home alone tomorrow night. Call my cell phone if anything happens, okay?"

I actually already knew about my mother and Long Qingshan's plan. Last week, when they met, Long Qingshan asked my mother to spend Wednesday night with him. My mother considered it for a while, initially worried about me being home alone, but ultimately couldn't resist Long Qingshan's persistent pleas and agreed.

I reluctantly agreed to my mother's request. My mother felt very guilty and hugged me to comfort me. Lying in my mother's warm embrace, inhaling her faint fragrance, I couldn't help but feel a lump in my throat, tears welling up in my eyes. How I wished my mother could be as chaste as before, her heart devoted only to this family, and not to that damned Long Qingshan.

I looked up at my mother and said, "Mom, please don't stay overnight in the county town tomorrow. Come back to be with me early, okay?"

My mother hesitated for a moment, and I saw a fleeting look in her eyes. She shook her head and said, "No, Xiaojia, I have to work overtime tomorrow night. I can't make it back."

I was extremely disappointed and said nothing more, knowing that the past could not be undone.

Wednesday afternoon, my mother had just left when I followed her out. Before leaving, I remembered to forward the home phone calls to my cell phone. This time, I brought an extra digital camera.

I also brought a lot of food, preparing for a long haul.

Around 3 PM, I arrived at Yinlu Residential Area. As I walked upstairs and passed apartment 405, I looked at the door with a complicated expression. My mother and Long Qingshan must be inside by now. What are they doing? If the door opened right now and Mom suddenly saw me, what kind of expression would she have?

I suddenly had an urge to bang on the door loudly; I really wanted to see Mom utterly humiliated in front of me! That would be a kind of malicious pleasure. I suppressed this urge and hurried upstairs.

Sitting at the table, I took a deep breath and turned on the computer. What greeted my eyes was a dazzling sea of flowers. Flowers were everywhere in the room; the carpets in the bedroom and living room were scattered with colorful flowers—red, purple, blue, yellow… but most of all, pink flowers, representing passion.

In this sea of flowers, Mom was passionately kissing Long Qingshan. The touch of their lips seemed insufficient to express their love for each other; they changed positions as they kissed. Mom's snow-white neck was tilted back, her lips were sealed, she breathed heavily, trying her best to meet Long Qingshan's advances, her whole body pressed against his chest.

The two of them twirled and kissed throughout the living room, from the sofa to the sea of flowers on the carpet, their lips never parting. This breathtaking kiss seemed to last an eternity, until Mom, breathless, broke free and they finally separated.

I breathed a huge sigh of relief and glanced at the clock—good heavens, they had been kissing for at least half an hour!

"Qingshan, I love you," Mom murmured softly, nestled in Long Qingshan's arms. "You're so good to me."

"Zhenzhen, don't say that. I owe you so much," Long Qingshan said, stroking Mom's hair.

Amidst the sea of flowers, the two held each other tightly. After

a long while, Long Qingshan said, "Zhenzhen, it's been years, and I rarely have the chance to spend the night with you. Can you grant me one request tonight?"

"I'll grant you anything," Mom said softly.

"Today, you'll call me 'husband,' and I'll call you 'wife,' okay?"

Mom's body trembled slightly. After a while, she said with tears in her eyes, "Husband, I promise you." As she finished speaking, Mom's entire body trembled uncontrollably.

"My good wife, let your husband love you properly!" Long Qingshan embraced his mother tenderly, and the two shared another passionate kiss.

It was clear that they were still quite unaccustomed to calling each other that at first, and a little embarrassed. But half an hour later, when they were naked and lying in the sea of flowers, passionately making love, they were already calling each other "husband" and "wife" very smoothly.

The rich, aphrodisiac atmosphere of the flower field and the mushy terms of address became a unique aphrodisiac for his mother. She quickly became aroused several times, her lower body constantly flowing with copious amounts of nectar, diligently watering her beautiful flower.

"Oh, my dear husband, shoot inside, shoot into my womb!" His mother cried out hysterically beneath Long Qingshan, her legs spread wide.

Long Qingshan, mustering his remaining strength, fired his second round of the day into his mother's body. His mother endured the heat of Long Qingshan's bullets, while Long Qingshan collapsed beside her as if shot.

The mother raised her legs high, using her hands to lift her buttocks, as if trying to prevent the semen from leaking out. She laughed and said, "Qingshan, do you think I might get pregnant with your child like this?"

Long Qingshan looked at his mother warily and said, "Didn't you say today was your safe period?"

"Tch, coward, I lied to you. I took birth control pills, double insurance, I can't get pregnant with your dragon seed." The mother lowered her legs and said irritably. Long Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief and lay down next to his mother, apologizing. He said something that made his mother giggle again, her breasts swaying, a beautiful sight.

The two lay there for a while, when suddenly the mother said, "Oh, husband, it's already 5:30, I should make you dinner!"

The mother rolled over and sat up, her body covered in sweat and petals. She hurriedly asked Long Qingshan to help her remove the petals from her back.

A few small flower petals were stuck to my mother's vulva. She was about to remove them when Long Qingshan stopped her, saying, "Wife, don't remove them here. The flowers suit your beautiful vulva perfectly. Come, let me take a closer look."

My mother blushed crimson with embarrassment. Helpless, she could only lean forward, supporting herself on the sofa, spreading her long, beautiful legs so her lover could admire her vulva from behind.

Long Qingshan kissed and licked my mother's vulva, looking incredibly happy, which made my eyes burn with jealousy!

Unable to resist such teasing, Mom turned around and said in a coquettish voice, "Honey, have you kissed me enough? I still need to cook..."

Long Qingshan parted Mom's labia and gave her a loud kiss on the opening of her vulva before saying with satisfaction, "Your beautiful hole is more delicate than a flower. I'll never get enough of kissing it. But since you have to cook, I'll spare this slut for now."

"Pah! What slut? That sounds awful!" Mom protested, twisting her big buttocks, and suddenly said, "Oh dear, why did you stick the flower there? It's so itchy! Take it off!"

"The ancients described the anus as the 'chrysanthemum gate,' and today I'm presenting flowers to that chrysanthemum gate, just to be a bit pretentious, haha." Long Qingshan laughed smugly. "Come, little monk, go knock on this little chrysanthemum gate."

As he spoke, Long Qingshan brought his half-erect penis towards his mother's anus. His mother quickly pulled her legs back and stood up, seeing Long Qingshan's penis twitching and half-erect, she couldn't help but chuckle, gently patting the glans with her hand, saying, "You little rascal, don't be as glib and annoying as your master. Behave yourself for a while now, and I'll breastfeed you tonight."

Before she said that, it was even more so; as soon as she spoke, that thing "whooshed" erect. His mother was startled, let out a soft cry, giggled, and ran away, her soft, plump buttocks bouncing from side to side, utterly captivating.

So sexy! Mom was especially sexy today!

My mother was busy in the kitchen, wearing only an apron. Her long, black hair was casually tied up in a high bun, with a few strands clinging to the back of her snow-white neck. As she wielded the spatula to stir-fry, her elegant bare back revealed its beautiful lines. The loose apron covered her breasts, revealing half of her nipples from the side. Occasionally, when she bent over, one could see her purple grape-like nipples standing upright, adding a touch of mystery to her breasts.

My mother wore a pair of backless high-heeled sandals, her legs slightly apart, making her legs appear long and strong. She occasionally shifted her weight between her feet. Because my mother's buttocks were completely bare, with each movement, her fair gluteal muscles trembled involuntarily, and occasionally a glimpse of dark pubic hair would appear between her thighs, causing my heart to flutter.

What infuriated me was that Long Qingshan was standing right behind my mother, staring intently at her buttocks, his prominent Adam's apple bobbing a few times, clearly swallowing saliva!

Thankfully, Long Qingshan didn't tactlessly disturb his focused mother.

Normally, his mother should be home cooking for him, but instead, she was cooking for her lover, her two large buttocks completely bare. Watching his mother happily cooking, his heart ached.

His mother, quick and efficient, soon prepared a table full of delicious food. She brought the steaming dishes to the table, and Long Qingshan sat down like a grown man, enjoying his mother's service.

His mother dragged over a chair, sat next to him, and slapped him lightly, scolding, "Shameless! You're not even wearing underwear, eating like this!" Long Qingshan

chuckled, saying, "We're husband and wife now, what's there to be embarrassed about? Besides, you're not wearing underwear either, are you?" As he spoke, Long Qingshan lewdly touched his mother's smooth buttocks.

Mom didn't flinch, busy serving Long Qingshan rice, saying, "I cooked this to cool off, but with that big sausage of yours, it's disgusting to look at."

"Disgusting? Fine, let's see how you beg it to feed you tonight!" Long Qingshan retorted, reaching for his mother's apron tie, "Since we already have a big sausage, let's have a big abalone too."

"You're so annoying!" Mom only protested slightly before her apron was removed, leaving them both naked.

"Honey, try my stir-fried beef with green peppers." Mom picked up a piece of beef and fed it to Long Qingshan.

"Mmm, delicious." Long Qingshan nodded repeatedly.

Seeing her lover enjoying her cooking so sweetly, Mom was overjoyed.

The two of them, like a young couple, lovingly fed each other, occasionally sucking on each other's lips—it was so sweet!

The meal, which was so sweet and delicious, lasted for more than half an hour before it ended. Mom put her apron back on and started clearing the dishes, looking every bit the housewife.

"You watch TV for a bit, I'll clean up," Mom said.

Long Qingshan responded, but even though the TV was on, his eyes never left his mother's body. A half-naked housewife doing housework looked even more alluring than when she was completely naked in bed.

Mom finished cleaning up quickly, untied her apron, and hung it up, saying, "Honey, I'm all sweaty, I'm going to take a shower."

"Okay," Long Qingshan jumped up from the sofa, saying, "Sure, I'm hot too, I'll shower with you."

"Pfft, I don't want to shower with you, you never get clean."

"My dear wife, this time I promise I'll keep my eyes closed and not touch!"

The two of them chatted and laughed as they went into the bathroom.

There was no security camera in the bathroom, so I could only hear faint sounds coming from inside, staring blankly.

While they were showering, I made myself a bowl of instant noodles and ate it, but it tasted like cardboard. The two of them came out after a short shower. Long Qingshan was still naked, while his mother wore a white bath towel and was drying her hair with another.

They then sat on the sofa and started watching TV; it seemed they really wanted to experience domestic life today.

After a while, Long Qingshan pulled his mother into his arms. His mother adjusted her position, kneeling on his lap. To keep her steady, Long Qingshan wrapped his arms around her waist, while his mother wrapped her arms around his neck. They watched TV together, occasionally turning their heads to smile at each other and giving each other a few kisses. A moment later, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the bath towel wrapped around his mother's body quietly came undone. His mother seemed oblivious, still watching the TV and giggling, completely unaware that her dazzlingly white breasts were bouncing lively right under Long Qingshan's nose.

Long Qingshan's mouth went dry as he watched. His hand pressed against his mother's breast, and he said, "Zhenzhen, the night is too short, we..."

His mother chuckled, "Look how impatient you are. I have to call home first. I wonder if Xiaojia has eaten yet." She brushed Long Qingshan's hand away and retied her towel.

Oh, Mom, you still remember me! Tears welled up in my eyes.

Mom got up to get her phone. I knew she was about to call home; the home phone had been forwarded to my cell phone. I quickly grabbed the phone and composed myself.

The phone rang sharply. Although I knew my mother downstairs couldn't hear the ringing in my room, seeing her sitting on the sofa, answering the phone on the screen still startled me.

I muted the computer before answering.

"Hello," I said weakly.

"Hello, is this Xiaojia? It's Mom."

"Oh, Mom, where are you?" Looking at my mother on the screen, talking to myself, felt incredibly strange.

"Hmm... Mom's still in Liucheng." Mom shifted uncomfortably and said, "Xiaojia, have you eaten?"

"Not yet, I'm going to make instant noodles."

"How can you make instant noodles?" Mom was a little anxious. "Didn't I make you some soup this morning? Why don't you stir-fry some vegetables or cook some rice?"

Seeing Mom's anxious look, I felt a sense of vengeful pleasure. I said, "Mom, my head hurts a little. I don't want to move. I just want to eat something."

"What's wrong? Xiaojia, why do you have a headache? Do you have a cold?" Mom asked anxiously, lowering her legs that had been crossed.

Who told you to cook with your lover? I'm not feeling well! I pretended to be weak and said, "I don't know, Mom, I just feel a terrible headache."

"How could this happen, Xiaojia? You were fine when I left." Mom was almost crying with guilt.

Long Qingshan sat down next to Mom, stroking her back and comforting her.

I was filled with resentment and said, "Mom, I feel so bad, can you come back to be with me?"

"Oh, this..." My usually calm mother seemed completely lost this time. "Okay, Xiaojia..." My mother bit her lower lip, as if making a decision.

Long Qingshan's hand stopped. My mother looked up and saw the pain in Long Qingshan's eyes. She softened again and said into the phone, "Xiaojia, Mom can't come back right now. Take your temperature first, and I'll ask Aunt Wang from next door to come and check on you."

My mother's voice was already trembling with tears. Getting revenge on my mother made me feel good, but her not coming back to see me made me even more resentful.

But the act had to go on this far. It would be terrible if Aunt Wang came. I said, "Mom, no need. I rested for a while and I feel better. Don't call Aunt Wang."

"Okay, Xiaojia, you rest well. Mom will come back to see you tomorrow."

"Okay, Mom, you can focus on your work. I'm fine. Bye-bye."

Mom shifted uncomfortably again, mumbled an "Mmm," and hung up the phone.

Putting down her phone, tears finally streamed down her face. She covered her face with her hands, sobbing. Long Qingshan opened his arms and hugged her. Mom twisted her shoulders, but couldn't resist Long Qingshan's strength, collapsing into his arms.

She cried for a while, slowly calming down under Long Qingshan's caresses. Nestled in his arms, she said, "Qingshan, you and Xiaojia are both people I love deeply. I only want to be with you, but..." She sobbed softly again.

Long Qingshan remained silent for a long time. After a while, he picked her up, looked directly into her tearful eyes, and said, "Zhenzhen, I promise you, your wish will soon come true."

Mom's body trembled at his words. "Qingshan, what do you mean?" she asked.

"We'll be together soon," Long Qingshan repeated.

Mother looked at Long Qingshan suspiciously and said, "How could this be? Your status and position don't allow us to be together."

"Status and position? I see through it all..." Long Qingshan smiled self-deprecatingly.

"But..."

Mother wanted to say something, but Long Qingshan interrupted her, saying, "Zhenzhen, don't worry about it too much. Give me some time and confidence, and I'll surprise you."

"Zhenzhen, in this world, you are my everything."

These words brought tears to Mother's eyes again, and she hugged Long Qingshan tightly.

For a long time, the two did not make any further moves.

"Still thinking about Xiaojia?" Long Qingshan broke the silence.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Qingshan. Thinking about Xiaojia being sick, I really don't feel like it." Mother said.

"Yes, it's okay, Zhenzhen. I'm already very content holding you like this." Long Qingshan said, "I should be the one apologizing. I should have let you go back earlier."

Hearing her lover's considerate words, Mother's arms around Long Qingshan tightened even more.

It seems Mom still cares about me. I felt a little better. Well, if Mom went back now, it would be really bad.

I dialed Mom's number on my phone.

"Oh, it's Xiaojia's number." Mom picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID.

"Hello, Xiaojia, is your headache any better?" Mom's anxious voice rang in my ears, warming my heart.

"Yes, Mom, I'm fine now," I said cheerfully. "I drank a lot of water and lay down for a while, and now my head doesn't hurt at all. I also drank the chicken soup you made, it was so delicious!" I smacked my lips, pretending to be satisfied.

"Oh..." Mom and Long Qingshan smiled at each other and said, "That puts my mind at ease."

"Yes, Mom, I was afraid you'd be worried, that's why I called you."

"Yes, Xiaojia is the best." Mom said with relief, "Your headache has just subsided, you still need to rest more."

"It's alright, Mom, I'm going to watch TV, you can work overtime without worry! Bye-bye!"

"Okay, good, Xiaojia bye-bye."

After hanging up the phone, Mom visibly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Xiaojia is alright,

I can finally relax." Long Qingshan laughed and said, "Wife, can you work overtime without worry now?"

"Yes, I'm already feeling uneasy lying to Xiaojia, and you're still being cheeky!" Mom playfully punched Long Qingshan lightly with her small fist.

"Hehe." Long Qingshan was also very happy, there was going to be some drama tonight. He got up and poured Mom a glass of water and said, "Zhenzhen, come on, have some water to calm down."

Mom gave her lover a grateful look and drank the water in the glass.

As I watched my mother drink the water from her cup, a strange smile appeared on Long Qingshan's face. I wondered to myself, could there be some secret in the water?

Long Qingshan carried my mother into the room. It seemed that there really was some kind of aphrodisiac in the water. In less than ten minutes, my mother was already sucking on Long Qingshan's erect penis. In the past, my mother would only hold Long Qingshan's penis in her mouth and caress it. This time, however, she boldly stuck out her tongue and licked Long Qingshan's penis from bottom to top. She also used the tip of her tongue to tease Long Qingshan's glans very quickly.

Long Qingshan was overwhelmed with pleasure, his lust raging. "Oh, wife, I'm so happy! You were amazing tonight! Oh...oh...it feels so good! I'll definitely buy Xiaojia a nice gift to thank her tomorrow."

Normally, his mother would never allow him to joke about her during sex, but tonight, because of the aphrodisiac, she didn't stop him. She just twisted her body and protested, "Husband, you're so naughty..."

Long Qingshan pushed his mother down on the bed and thrust into her.

His mother spread her legs, letting her vagina receive the insertion of Long Qingshan's large penis, and said in a soft, seductive voice, "Oh...it feels so good."

Long Qingshan thrust in and out dozens of times, making his mother tremble all over.

"How is it, is it good, wife? Do you still miss Xiaojia?" Long Qingshan teased his mother, mimicking an advertising slogan.

"Oh...it feels so good, husband, please don't mention Xiaojia anymore..." His mother resisted with a sliver of reason.

"Why shouldn't I mention it? I'm going to!" Long Qingshan said. "Just now, Xiao Jia made a phone call, and you wanted to go back, didn't you? You don't respect me at all! Fine, go ahead, go ahead." Long Qingshan pretended to pull out his penis.

"Husband, I didn't..." Mom was in the throes of pleasure, how could she bear to let go of the treasure in her vagina? She hurriedly and coquettishly hugged Long Qingshan's buttocks, pleading with him not to pull out.

"Look at you now, you're so slutty, even if I let you go, you won't leave, will you?" Long Qingshan proudly thrust twice more deeply, making Mom gasp with pleasure.

"Hehe, poor Xiao Jia, he probably thinks his mother is wearing a uniform, working overtime at her desk right now, doesn't he? Little did he know his mother is working hard under my crotch, haha!" Long Qingshan laughed even more unrestrainedly.

"Xiaojia, Mom is so sorry. I lied to you about going to work overtime, but actually I was taken advantage of by that big bad guy. Oh!" Mom gradually fell into a daze. The guilt of deceiving her son into having an affair was transformed into a dark lust under the influence of the powerful aphrodisiac.

The two of them kept calling each other "Xiaojia," and I was practically just a supporting character in their lovemaking. This also fueled my lust, and I

kept masturbating. I felt like I had also drunk an aphrodisiac, and I couldn't help but dial Mom's phone again. Hearing the phone ring, the two on the bed did not stop. Mom picked up the phone from the pillow and said, "Oh dear, I said Xiaojia, and Xiaojia called. What should I do?"

"Answer it, let Xiaojia hear how his mother works overtime." Long Qingshan teased.

Mom reluctantly answered the phone.

"Hello, is this Mom?"

"Yes, it's Mom..." Mom was in the middle of the "nine shallow and one deep" deep thrust when she paused for a moment.

"Mom, are you tired from working?"

"No...not tired..." My words were like an aphrodisiac for my mother. She arched her back to receive every thrust of Long Qingshan, completely unable to answer me.

"Mom, why are you panting? Is it hot in Liucheng?"

"Hmm...it is a little hot." My mother was too exhausted to speak, and said intermittently, "Xiaojia, you should rest early. I still have to work overtime. I can't talk to you anymore."

"Okay, Mom, I love you so much. You should rest early too, don't overwork yourself. Goodbye, Mom." I had no choice but to hang up the phone.

On the other end, Long Qingshan was in the middle of a passionate encounter and said, "What a filial son, even caring whether his mother is tired."

"Waaah..." Under the continuous stimulation, Mom was in tears, sobbing and falling into a dazed state. "You're not allowed to say that about Xiaojia! Xiaojia is a good boy, he knows how to care for his mother, oh... Xiaojia, Mom loves you too! Waaah... Xiaojia, Mom is sorry! Mom wasn't working overtime, Mom was having an affair! Oh, Xiaojia, Mom will definitely go back tomorrow and make it up to you, oh... oh..." With Mom's loud moans, she climaxed.

...

After Mom and Long Qingshan's tryst, Dad returned not long after.

Mom acted as if nothing had happened, going to work during the day and watching TV at night, occasionally having sex with Dad behind closed doors.

Summer vacation passed like this.

Soon, a major event occurred: Long Qingshan fled abroad. I learned about this from a conversation between my parents during dinner. When they talked about it, Mom seemed very calm, without any unusual expression. But in the days that followed, Mom became somewhat absent-minded, and Dad vaguely sensed something.

The following year, the two finally divorced, and I was awarded to Mom. Three months later, my mother and I also went abroad to G country, where Long Qingshan was seeking "political asylum." 02-28
[Part Three: Mother's Love and Sorrow] (VII) Xiao Jia's Counterattack

Time flies, and more than half a year has passed since my mother and I arrived in G country.

Many things have happened in these six months.

When we first arrived in G country, my mother took me to a small town called Noor to settle down.

Not long after, my mother "accidentally" met Long Qingshan at an event, and after a short two-month courtship, my mother couldn't wait to live with Long Qingshan.

During this time, my mother also asked for my opinion. What could I say? We didn't have much money, and my mother hadn't found a suitable job yet. She had no other choice but to rely on Long Qingshan.

I nodded silently, burying my hatred for Long Qingshan even deeper in my heart.

My mother and I moved into Long Qingshan's house in town. To avoid being noticed, Long Qingshan bought a small house, a two-and-a-half-story house, no different from other ordinary houses in town.

That evening after dinner, Mom made my bed in my room. My room was big, which made me feel even more lonely.

Mom sat down on the edge of the bed with me in her arms and said, "Xiaojia, we'll be living here from now on."

"Mom, I miss Dad so much." I snuggled into Mom's arms, feeling her warmth.

"Yes, you can see Dad online often from now on," Mom comforted me.

"Oh."

Mom and I sat quietly, neither of us speaking, as if time had frozen.

A few heavy coughs outside broke the silence. Mom stood up and said apologetically, "Xiaojia, you should rest well. Mom will come to stay with you again tomorrow."

I held Mom's soft hand reluctantly, wanting to say, "Mom, don't go, stay with me." But I saw the difficulty in Mom's eyes, and I let go.

Watching Mom leave the room and close the door, I closed my eyes in anguish. From then on, Long Qingshan could legitimately hold Mom every night while sleeping. I buried my head in the blankets and cried silently.

The next morning, I saw Long Qingshan walk out of his room triumphantly, his mother nestled happily in his arms. When they saw me, his mother awkwardly tried to separate from him, but Long Qingshan tightened his grip on her arm, saying, "Xiaojia, up early?"

I snorted loudly and turned away, ignoring him.

His mother gently freed herself from his embrace and came over, saying, "Xiaojia, are you hungry? Mom will make you breakfast."

I didn't answer. His mother patted my head and went to the kitchen.

Looking at his mother's round, plump buttocks under her pajamas, I thought maliciously, "How many times did Long Qingshan fuck that big buttock last night!"

Long Qingshan and his mother slept together every night, and even in broad daylight, they openly expressed their love for each other, often kissing openly at home, completely disregarding my presence—doing everything they couldn't do back home.

And I, I've almost lost everything. I must take revenge, I must take revenge on that adulterous couple!

My mother, nourished by Long Qingshan, was radiant and beautiful, like a blooming peony. She was in high spirits, even humming a tune while doing housework.

My feelings, however, were the complete opposite. I made no attempt to hide my hostility towards Long Qingshan. My mother noticed, but didn't force me to call him "Dad," only "Uncle."

My carefully crafted spying plan back home was rendered meaningless by my mother and Long Qingshan's open cohabitation, so I had to revise my plan.

Once I had a computer, almost all of Long Qingshan's secrets were now completely exposed to me. I easily installed a Trojan on his computer, and a month later, I obtained his online banking account password. I opened a bank account for myself, initially hesitant to transfer much, only transferring a few hundred dollars from Long Qingshan's account.

After a few days of quiet, I transferred several thousand dollars, using some of it to buy a spy camera.

When my mother's long-lost naked body reappeared on my computer screen, I thought to myself, "Mom, my goddess, your Cupid has come to save you!"

But my mother didn't hear my thoughts. After several nights of passion with Long Qingshan, she lay naked in his arms, drifting off to sleep, a sweet smile on her face. My mother, immersed in love, was exceptionally beautiful, and I was captivated. Should I destroy my mother's happiness? After

settling down in Nuoer Town, I unexpectedly met a young man named Yun Zhaodan. We hit it off immediately. He taught me some Fire Virtue Qigong techniques, and I followed his instructions to meditate and cultivate Qi. I found it quite effective; my Yang energy surged, and my body grew rapidly.

A few months later, Yun Zhaodan handed me a book called "Dual Cultivation of Water and Fire," telling me he was leaving.

I took the book, feeling quite taken aback, and asked, "Brother Yun, where are you going?"

"I've found out where my mother is, and I'm going to find her," Yun Zhaodan said calmly, but I could see the determination beneath his composure.

"Where did your mother go?" I asked curiously.

Brother Yun smiled wryly, not answering me directly, and said, "Xiao Jia, actually, our meeting wasn't accidental. I met you on my way to find my mother, and the first time I saw you, I knew we were the same kind of people, and this doesn't just refer to your fire element."

"Oh?" I was a little confused.

"Your current abilities are insufficient to fulfill your wish, just like I was when I was a child, so I decided to help you, came to this small town with you, and teach you the Pure Yang Fire Virtue Technique," Brother Yun said.

"My wish? Brother Yun, what do you mean?" I was still confused.

"After reading this book, you'll understand what I mean." Brother Yun patted my shoulder and said, "Xiao Jia, practice this technique diligently; one day you'll find it useful."

I didn't quite understand, but I still said, "Brother Yun, I wish you find your mother soon."

"Thank you." Brother Yun turned and left, saying, "Take care, brother. We'll meet again someday!"

Back home, I couldn't wait to read the "Dual Cultivation of Water and Fire" that Brother Yun had given me.

The first chapter of the book describes the Fire Virtue Pure Yang Skill that Brother Yun taught me; the second chapter describes the Water Spirit Divine Skill, specifying that it is suitable for women of water nature to practice; the third chapter is the dual cultivation method of fire and water, with a small note at the end: "By combining fire virtue and water spirit in this skill, yang grows and yin is born, preserving youth and heart."

Recalling that Brother Yun had mentioned his mother was of the water spirit type, I vaguely understood what Brother Yun meant by referring to me as being the same kind of person as him. Having my secret Oedipus complex discovered made me quite embarrassed, but also somewhat gratified to have found a kindred spirit.

"Brother Yun, I wish you success!" I sincerely wished Brother Yun success once again, while also encouraging myself. If Brother Yun could succeed, it seemed that my mother and I would also have a bright future.

Brother Yun had once told me that because I started practicing too late, it would be difficult for me to reach his state of primordial spirit leaving the body. I could only continue my voyeuristic plan while diligently practicing the Fire Virtue Pure Yang Skill.

From my recent spying, I noticed a few things were amiss, which I summarized in my computer diary as a reference for the next phase of my actions:

First, Long Qingshan seems to have developed mild depression due to his fear of extradition back to China, and he's using excessive sexual activity to relieve his distress.

He has sex with his mother almost every night, and one night after ejaculating, he lay in her arms and said, "Zhenzhen, I only feel safe in your arms." His mother hugged him even tighter.

Second, due to the immense mental stress, Long Qingshan's mental and physical energy are much lower than before, and sometimes he even secretly takes Viagra to make his mother laugh.

Third, recently, Long Qingshan hasn't used a condom during sex, going shirtless and ejaculating directly into his mother's uterus each time.

Fourth, these past few days, Long Qingshan has been using the traditional missionary position when ejaculating. His mother uses a pillow to support her lower back, raising her legs like a frog, her hands gripping her hips. Even after Long Qingshan withdraws his penis, his mother maintains this position for a long time, seemingly to prevent the semen from flowing back out.

From the above points, I concluded that Long Qingshan wanted my mother to get pregnant with his child, and my mother was cooperating.

I was furious and secretly sneered, "With me here, you can forget about having a child!"

Buying oral contraceptives from the pharmacy would be too obvious, so I ordered them online again, and they arrived two days later.

From then on, I got up early every day to heat up milk for my mother. My mother thought I had become sensible and was very happy. She patted my head and said, "Xiaojia, you've grown up and know how to care for your mother. I'm so happy."

I leaned shyly against my mother, secretly laughing to myself, knowing that I had added birth control pills to that milk.

To prevent my mother and Long Qingshan from mixing up their milk, I simply added something to Long Qingshan's milk as well, hehe...

Several months passed like this, and my mother showed no signs of pregnancy. Everything was under my control.

I don't know if it was because my birth control pills had a miraculous effect, or because Long Qingshan was indulging in excessive sexual activity, but he became increasingly impotent. Even after taking Viagra, he needed a long period of stimulation to get an erection.

Long Qingshan grew increasingly anxious and restless, and his attitude towards his mother changed drastically. He frequently scolded her over trivial matters. Knowing the immense pressure Long Qingshan was under, his mother patiently endured his outbursts.

It seemed Long Qingshan was gradually developing persecution mania; he believed many people on the street were sent by the government to monitor him and extradite him back. His sexual ability deteriorated further, ending quickly each time, failing to satisfy his mother.

That night, Long Qingshan finished hastily again. Seeing his mother still uncomplainingly holding her legs up, receiving his semen flowing deep into her womb, Long Qingshan felt deeply ashamed. He lay down beside her and said, "Zhenzhen, I've been too stressed lately; I just can't muster the energy. I'm so sorry."

"Qingshan, don't say that," his mother said softly. "Being able to live with you is already a luxurious happiness for me."

Long Qingshan was deeply moved, and they hugged each other even tighter.

Seeing this scene, my kind heart began to reflect again: Had I gone too far? Is making my mother happier the right thing for me to do?

While I was struggling with this dilemma, I heard my mother say, "Qingshan, I really want to have a child for you. Wouldn't it be wonderful if we had a child, the fruit of our love?"

Hearing this, my anger flared up instantly. "A child of love"? What am I then? Since you've always loved this Long Qingshan, am I just a task you completed to appease Dad? A wave of bitterness washed over me, and tears welled up uncontrollably.

My resolve hardened; I would take revenge, not only on Long Qingshan, but also on my mother who had wronged me!

"Should we go to the hospital for a checkup?" my mother asked.

"No need," Long Qingshan said. "We've both had children before, so there shouldn't be any problems. It's probably just that I've been too stressed lately, which has affected my sperm quality."

My observant mother sensed the displeasure in Long Qingshan's words. She gave a soft "hmm" and said nothing more.

"Zhenzhen, should we go on a trip to relax?" Long Qingshan suggested.

"Okay," Mom said, "I've wanted to travel with you for a long time, but I was afraid you wouldn't like it, so I didn't mention it."

"Why were you afraid I wouldn't like it?" Long Qingshan looked up in surprise .

"Um, nothing."

"You think I wouldn't like traveling? Do you think I've been acting strange lately? I always want to stay at home, and I'm acting like a lunatic?" Long Qingshan suddenly frowned and said.

"No, Qingshan, why do you say that?" Mom regretted saying the wrong thing.

"They all can't wait to see me get caught and brought back, to see the once high-spirited Long Qingshan in such a sorry state!" Long Qingshan said viciously, "I didn't expect you to think the same way." "

Qingshan..." Looking at the unreasonable Long Qingshan, Mom still had her leg raised, but her body had begun to tremble.

She argued, "Qingshan, I abandoned everything in the country to come abroad to reunite with you. Why? Wasn't it for our love? Now I only have you. If anything happens to you, I, I..." Mom choked up and couldn't continue.

His mother's tears did nothing to soften Long Qingshan's heart. He continued to stab her with cold words, "What's wrong with you? Even if I'm arrested, you can still take the money I left behind and find another man."

"Qingshan, you can't say that to me, it's not fair to me..." His mother choked, unable to speak.

"Fair? Who's been fair to me?" Long Qingshan said, "Back in China, I worked myself to the bone, constantly currying favor with my superiors, and had to put up with that tigress at home. I painstakingly saved up some money, all for what? Wasn't it all for you!" Long Qingshan's neck veins bulged as he spoke, his face contorted

in a ferocious grimace. I sat in front of my computer, gloating .

"Qingshan, I know you're doing this for my own good. Aren't we together now?" His mother pleaded, trying to calm Long Qingshan down.

"But I don't feel happy at all! Not at all!" Long Qingshan threw down those words viciously, turning away to give his mother a cold, hard stern look.

Hearing Long Qingshan's heartless words, Mom could no longer hold back. She sobbed, covering her mouth with her hands, trying to stifle her tears. Her raised legs gave way, and she collapsed to the side, some liquefied semen flowing from her vulva onto the towel beneath her buttocks. I could

no longer feign the joy of revenge; tears streamed down my face. Oh, my mother, my dearest mother, you suffered so much for this wretched man, did you ever think that your son was also crying for you?

I quickly got my hands on Long Qingshan's travel plans. He had a clever scheme; it was a month-long trip. I wasn't on vacation yet, so naturally I couldn't join, allowing him to spend some time alone with my mother.

My forgiving mother had long forgotten our previous argument and told me to stay home and study. She had already started packing for the trip.

I imagined them chasing and playing on the beach, and I was filled with rage. Those adulterous couple thought they could just abandon me like that? Not so easy!

The tour could be booked online, but the exorbitant fee shocked me—two hundred thousand US dollars for a couple for a month! And this two hundred thousand was hidden; the invoice only showed ten thousand US dollars, and it was up to you whether you went or not. It was practically a shady tour!

Strangely, the tour only allowed singles under twenty to join, but the fee was still two hundred thousand! I looked at the tour description; it was nothing more than ordinary tours like underwater exploration and rainforest excursions. I just couldn't understand it.

I had already hacked into Long Qingshan's computer system. Over the past six months, I had transferred more than three million US dollars from his account. This constituted a small but significant portion of his embezzled funds, completely unnoticed by Long Qingshan, who already suffered from mild mental illness.

Fortunately, the tour group didn't require men and women under twenty to bring partners, so I joined without hesitation, spending $200,000. I also took a long leave from school. Schools in G country are very lenient with students; seeing my forged parental signature, they approved it without suspicion.

Long Qingshan and my mother left, and I followed right after.

Before setting off, I put on the high-tech gadget I'd ordered online—a human skin mask from Mission Impossible II. Looking at the handsome young man in the mirror, whom I barely recognized, I chuckled to myself. This thing had finally come in handy.

The photo and name on my passport had also been changed long ago; my name was now "Zhao Ziyu."

The tour group's first meeting point was Pallas, New Zealand, where tourists from all over the world gathered to depart together. The tour group only had about sixty people in total. I calculated that the travel agency could earn millions of dollars from this one trip alone.

I boarded the plane smoothly with the tour group. Most of the passengers were couples, and the women were mostly quite attractive, some even stunning. Their clothing was also sexy and revealing; it seemed that only wealthy people could afford this expensive tour. The only annoying thing was that there were several scoundrels among the tourists.

The other tourists looked at me, a teenager, with strange expressions, making me very uncomfortable. Luckily, I was wearing a mask. I had prepared myself beforehand, treating myself as someone else, shameless. After all, if I lost face, it would be "Zhao Ziyu's" face, not mine.

With this in mind, I acted much bolder.

Before checking in, I slipped a tip to the tour guide, secretly telling him to sit next to my mother. He glanced at my mother, smiled ambiguously, patted my shoulder, and whispered, "Mr. Zhao, this beautiful mature woman has a lot of eyes on her! No problem, I've got it covered."

My mother was called a mature woman? Wow, what kind of tour guide is this? How could he say such lewd things?

"Wow, so beautiful, so sexy! You have great taste, young man!" The tour guide gave me a thumbs up.

I looked closer and saw my mother snuggling against Long Qingshan's arm, acting all coquettish. She really was a little sexy, I thought, sweating bullets.

On the plane, I was indeed seated next to my mother, pressed close to her bare arm. My heart pounded.

The last time I flew with my mother was abroad. Observing her closely from the side again, I noticed her breasts were much larger than before. It must be all Long Qingshan's doing, I thought sourly.

My mother was only talking to Long Qingshan, who was sitting on her other side, and ignored me. When I handed her a cup of tea, she finally said softly, "Thank you." Hehe, this was a strange feeling.

After getting off the plane and leaving the airport, I realized it was a desolate island. There weren't any decent buildings at all. What?! This is worth 200,000 yuan!

The bus stopped in front of a five-story luxury hotel, probably the only building on the entire island with more than three stories. The tour guide gathered us in the open space in front of the hotel and called roll. When "Zhuo Yunzhen" was called, my mother answered crisply. I saw many men looking at my mother, and my heart skipped a beat. I felt both proud and uneasy. These men's eyes were so lecherous, and they made no attempt to hide it.

I was itching with hatred and glared fiercely at the sensitive areas of the women next to those men as a form of retaliation!

After confirming the number of people was correct, the tour guide suddenly spread his arms and shouted, "Ladies and gentlemen, friends! Welcome to the Devil's Island tour!" He then threw his sun hat into the air!

"Oh, yeah!" Various strange shouts erupted from the crowd. Men and women went crazy, throwing whatever they could find into the air!

Holy crap! Was it really necessary to be this crazy? These people were too enthusiastic, getting this excited over a short trip.

However, I quickly caught up in the fun, throwing my sunglasses and hat into the air and yelling, "Devil's Island, here I come!" Then I realized something was off—Saxophone Island had become Devil's Island!

I glanced at my mother and saw Long Qingshan revealing his madman nature, hysterically raising his arms and shouting something, though his movements seemed quite natural amidst the frenzied crowd. My mother, however, didn't move, just watching Long Qingshan with some concern. This time, I didn't tip the tour guide, and he voluntarily arranged for me to stay in the room next to my mother's. I was in 317, and my mother and Long Qingshan were in 319.

That night, everyone was exhausted from the long journey, so as usual, we rested, and nothing happened that night.

The next morning, during breakfast, the tour guide handed out a "Daily Itinerary" to everyone, all written in English. Although it wasn't difficult for me, I was busy eating and didn't look at it carefully; I figured I'd just go with the flow.

The tourists were all excitedly checking their watches, and those bastards were even occasionally letting out exclamations of "Oh, Yoshi!" Damn, these bastards really have never seen anything like it.

After lunch, I went back to my room to wash up and then went downstairs to gather. To my astonishment, all the female tourists had changed into bikinis—it was absolutely outrageous!

The male tourists' eyes roamed over the women's bodies without restraint, some even making comments in small groups. Strangely, the women's male companions didn't seem bothered at all. Most of the women lowered their heads shyly, while a few even struck poses to show off their beautiful figures.

Has the world gone mad? Or am I?

Completely bewildered, I followed the tourists onto the bus. I had never ridden such a sensual bus ride before. Women of all skin tones and beautiful figures, dressed in all sorts of bikinis, sat there for you to admire—what was going on?

My mouth was dry when I saw my mother sitting in the middle of the bus. She was also wearing a bikini! My usually conservative mother had always only worn one-piece swimsuits.

This white bikini with red stripes was trendy, with a strapless design. It made her 36D breasts look round and full, with only small pieces of fabric barely covering her areolas.

Long Qingshan, sitting next to him, was still studying the "travel schedule." I had left mine in the room, so I had to go over and look at it.

The Chinese translation was as follows:

"Daily Travel Schedule: 'Chasing Your Cupid'

8:30, Meet at the foot of Cupid Mountain; Women wear bikinis and heels of 3 inches or higher, umbrellas are allowed; Men's attire is up to them.

9:00, The game begins, with another 20 Cupid babies arranged by the travel agency joining."

Game Rules: Female tourists and Cupid babies will start ten minutes first, and must not remove their high heels. They may hide on the mountain. Male tourists will start ten minutes later, and must not carry any tools. They may chase any woman; women may resist, but neither party may harm the other.

If multiple male tourists catch the same woman, the woman can choose. The last woman a male catches that day can be taken back to the hotel for the night. Violation of these rules will be severely punished. "

I was incredibly aroused. No wonder it's a $200,000 tour; it's a sex tour!

Long Qingshan, to satisfy his perverted desires, actually betrayed his mother, taking her on such a perverted tour!" I overheard Mom whispering to Long Qingshan, "Qingshan, let me see this travel schedule."

Long Qingshan smiled awkwardly and said, "What's so interesting about this? We'll just go with everyone later."

"What?! What kind of strange trip is this? Who requires you to wear a swimsuit as soon as you leave the house? It's so embarrassing!"

I looked at Mom in surprise, only to see her looking shy. It seemed Mom was even worse off than me; she had no idea what was going on!

I was both amused and exasperated, thinking, "Mom, you trust Long Qingshan too much. He's sold you out and you don't even know it."

Thank goodness I came along, otherwise… I shivered in the sweltering heat, not daring to imagine what would have happened to Mom if I hadn't come.

This past year, my Fire Virtue Pure Yang Skill hadn't been in vain. Not only had it made me nearly 1.8 meters tall by the age of fifteen, but it had also given me a strong physique. Suddenly, I realized my penis was engorged and erect, pressed against my stomach—my yang energy was truly excessive!

I glanced around and noticed several men staring intently at my mother, clearly regarding her as their "Goddess of Love." I glared at them a few times, but to no avail. They had practically seen everything about my mother's beautiful body. Although she was poised and confident, she could only look out the window, pretending not to notice.

Soon we arrived at the foot of the so-called "Goddess of Love" mountain. On the mainland, this mountain would be nothing more than a small hill, but on this island, it stood out prominently, covered in lush, verdant trees.

The tour guide quickly separated the men and women as soon as they got off the bus. My mother was a little confused. She asked Long Qingshan, "Qingshan, what's going on? Why are we separated?"

Long Qingshan said, "Zhenzhen, it's alright, just follow their instructions." With that, he quickly shook off my mother's hand and walked towards the group of men.

My mother had no choice but to stand there. Even amidst the beautiful women, she still stood out. Although not as tall as some of the Western women, my mother's intellectual beauty from the East still attracted the attention of most of the men.

Just then, a group of hot beauties arrived, probably the so-called "Cupid's Babes." Each one was indeed a stunner; some were blonde with blue eyes, some were Asian, and there was even a beautiful black pearl.

This group of women chatted and laughed loudly, freely displaying their beautiful bodies, completely without the awkwardness of women in their families, and immediately stole the show. As a result, many men stared wide-eyed, especially a few Japanese men, who were drooling with desire.

I, however, was not very interested in them. Although these beauties were carefully selected from various countries, they were just playmates. In comparison, those respectable women like my mother aroused my desire more.

Among the rows of jade legs, I stared at the feet of each beauty, and no matter how I looked, my mother's feet were the most beautiful.

My mother's feet were the most beautiful I had ever seen. Today, she was wearing a pair of open-toe mid-heel sandals with a streamlined design. The gold sandals made her feet appear exceptionally white, and her full, rounded toes were slightly upturned. Without any nail polish, they looked so sexy and elegant. I couldn't help but swallow, thinking how wonderful it would be to have the chance to suck on my mother's toes today.

I saw my mother frowning as she searched for Long Qingshan, who was lost in a patch of flowers, his eyes both fervent and bewildered.

Before the game started, the tour guide began reading the "game rules," and my mother's eyes widened in surprise, finally understanding what it was all about. My mother searched anxiously for Long Qingshan, who had shrunk into the crowd, not daring to look at her.

Helpless, my mother had no choice but to raise her hand. The tour guide looked at her strangely and said, "Madam, is there something you need?"

"I'm not feeling well and would like to go back to the hotel to rest," my mother said.

"Oh?" The tour guide looked at my mother suspiciously, his expression not very pleasant, but he didn't press further. He called out to the men's group, "Which gentleman came with this lady?"

After being asked several times, Long Qingshan reluctantly stepped forward.

"You, take your female companion back," the tour guide ordered Long Qingshan.

"What? I paid for this! Why should she go back? She can just take a bus home herself!" Long Qingshan exclaimed anxiously.

Hearing Long Qingshan's heartless words, the mother was on the verge of tears, unable to understand how her beloved had become like this.

"No! That's the rule of the tour. Either we play together, or we go back together, otherwise the male-to-female ratio will be unbalanced," the tour guide said coldly.

Some of the men started to clamor, telling Long Qingshan not to waste his time. Long Qingshan was embarrassed. He beckoned his mother over and said something to her. They probably assumed no one else in the tour group spoke Mandarin, so they didn't lower their voices.

"Zhenzhen, don't worry, I'll definitely go after you later," Long Qingshan said.

His mother gave him a cold look, clearly not believing him.

"Zhenzhen, please..." Long Qingshan knew his mother's personality—she responded better to gentle persuasion than force—and kept pleading with her.

His mother seemed not to recognize the man before her. Was this the man she loved so deeply?为了自己一时的性欲而把他的女人往火坑里推？

妈妈痛苦地摇了摇头，默默走回了女性的方阵中，烈日下一群色欲男女，看着孤独无助的妈妈，一时也都静默了下来。

【第三部《妈妈的爱与哀愁》】（八）妈妈美色惹的祸

「好了，准备开始！」导游打破了沉寂。

突然冒出几个戴墨镜赤膊的黑人大汉，导游再次提醒男性身上不得带有任何的工具。男性们都纷纷表示没有，有些性急的开始催促快点开始了，毕竟还要等女的先跑十分钟。

「真的都没有了？」导游突然一挥手，那几个彪形大汉粗鲁地拨开人群，直接冲到那几个犬国人面前搜身，竟然搜出了什么东西。

那几个犬国人抖抖索索地被拖出人群。

「哼，还带着微型对讲机。」导游对大汉使了个眼色。

大汉对着那些犬国人就是一顿痛揍，打得他们哭爹喊娘。 The female companions of the group of men from the dog-country quickly handed over their miniature walkie-talkies, no bigger than buttons,

practically invisible even when clipped to their bikinis. These men had wanted their companions to follow the women they fancied, making it easier for them to track them down, but they didn't know when they'd been monitored. Judging by the menacing appearance of these burly men, this travel agency seemed to have gang connections.

Not surprising, though; who else would dare run such a tour?

"This is just a warning. Next time, you'll be expelled from the group and back to your original team!" the tour guide said sternly. "The game begins! Women, move out! I warn you again, you are not allowed to take off your high heels on the way. Anyone who violates this rule will be locked up with these burly men tonight!"

The earlier violence had silenced the female relatives, who shoved and jostled their way up the mountain. Only the "Cupid Babies" continued to laugh and play, running unhurriedly.

Because the women were all wearing high heels, they didn't run fast, at most just a brisk walk. It was a truly strange scene: a group of elegant women, wearing bikinis and high heels, jogging on the beach under the blazing sun, their beautiful, large buttocks bouncing, making every man's heart flutter.

My gaze was mainly fixed on my mother. Among the many beautiful buttocks, my mother's were particularly white and plump. A small piece of bikini shorts couldn't cover her large buttocks at all; two crescent-shaped mounds of flesh peeked out from each side of her panties, appearing and disappearing with the sway of her hips, making one want to grab them with both hands.

Although my mother had applied sunscreen, she was still afraid of the sun, so she carried a small floral umbrella. Only a few women from the East were holding umbrellas, which made me both laugh and cry. Wasn't my mother being made incredibly conspicuous, like a famous advertisement?

Those few Chinese guys who had just been beaten seemed to have forgotten their pain, huddled together pointing and whispering, looking like toads eyeing swans. I watched my mother's figure disappear around the bend in the mountain path, composed myself, and thought that everything hinged on this.

Ten minutes later, the tour guide gave the order, and the usually well-dressed men instantly transformed into a pack of wolves, howling as they charged out. I was one of those wolves, the youngest. At only fifteen years old, chasing after a bunch of women's big butts in the mountains—it all seemed ridiculous.

I consciously followed behind Long Qingshan, because he had said he was going to chase after my mother. What should I do if he caught her? Should I hide and watch them have their wild time, or go find some fun myself?

I didn't know; we'd see. My heart was conflicted; I both hoped Long Qingshan would catch my mother and hoped he wouldn't. But if I couldn't catch up, and they fell into the hands of other men, wouldn't that be even worse? Especially those lecherous dogs from the UK—the thought alone sent chills down my spine.

Long Qingshan's physical condition was clearly not good; he was panting heavily after running for a short while in the sweltering heat. I had to pull myself together and start looking around. Along the way, I saw some men had already caught up with the women; some were taking advantage of them on the

spot, while others carried them to the roadside bushes or into the woods. Some of the women were crying and sobbing, clearly terrified after being taken advantage of by strangers. Here, it seemed like we had returned to a primitive society, where women had become the prey hunted by men. I couldn't care less about sympathizing with so many people; I was carefully observing to see if there were any mothers among them. Fortunately, I hadn't found any so far.

Long Qingshan, who was running ahead, seemed to be getting impatient. Suddenly, he saw several women running past, giggling—these were his "babies." Long Qingshan let out a loud "Aow!" and, as if he had taken a stimulant, charged after them.

Long Qingshan finally caught a blonde woman. Clearly, she had deliberately let the slow-moving Long Qingshan catch her; otherwise, wouldn't it be boring for a man to never catch his "prey"?

The blonde woman was pinned down by Long Qingshan, but her eyes were glancing at me, seemingly tempting me, yet also blaming me for not grabbing her. I was in no mood for anything else; I was frantic! Long Qingshan hadn't even intended to look for my mother! I'd followed him for nothing!

I wanted to kick Long Qingshan, who was on top of the naked woman, over—he was so despicable, despite my mother's trust in him.

Where could my mother be? Remembering that she had an umbrella, making her a clear target, and that she was waiting for Long Qingshan, she couldn't have gone far. So, instead of searching deeper into the woods, I started searching horizontally.

Along the way, I passed several couples having sex, but my mother wasn't among them. I started to panic. Had my mother already been caught by some man and used for *that*? I didn't dare think any further.

Suddenly, a shout came from ahead: "No, no! Let me go! Please let me go!"

It was my mother's voice!

I immediately rushed over like a cannonball!

On the grass, my mother's little floral umbrella lay abandoned, helplessly open, and a man was harassing her.

The man was Asian, shorter than my mother, his lean figure a stark contrast to her plump figure. Besides me and Long Qingshan, the only other Asians here were those from that dog country!

Seeing my mother being harassed, my anger flared. I wanted to rush over, but suddenly I saw a large black man patrolling not far away with a stick. I quickly hid behind a large tree, my heart pounding as if it would jump out of my chest. "What should I do? What should I do?"

If I rushed out and kicked the bastard, I would definitely be met with interference from that black devil. Although I had practiced Pure Yang Kung Fu, I might not be a match for this towering black man. Even if I defeated him, I would still be punished after going down the mountain, and my mother would still be unable to escape being violated.

If I didn't rush out, would I just watch my mother be humiliated by this son of a bitch?!

That son of a bitch was clinging to my mother like snot, his paws groping her body. My mother struggled, but she could only protect her upper body, not her lower body. Her bikini shorts were torn halfway down, her legs were entangled, making it difficult for her to move. Suddenly, the son of a bitch pushed her to the ground.

My mother cried out in surprise, and before she could get up, the son of a bitch pounced on her.

My mother's pubic hair was exposed. She hurriedly tried to pull down her panties, but the son of a bitch was cunning. As my mother's hand reached down, he clamped his legs together, trapping my mother's arms and waist. My mother was immediately unable to move. The son of a bitch grinned lewdly and pulled down my mother's bra.

My mother's pair of beautiful breasts bounced out, completely disregarding their owner's feelings. Two soft mounds of white flesh with a pair of pink nipples trembled up and down seductively. The dog-like man was overjoyed and pounced on them to kiss them.

The poor mother's breasts, barely freed from their restraints and before she could even breathe in some fresh air, were devoured by the Japanese soldier and brutally violated. Shame and anger raged her as she struggled, but her strength was too weak to break free.

That bastard, mimicking an adult film, smacked her nipples with his lips and tongue, his thumb and forefinger lewdly kneading her other nipple. The mother nearly fainted, but her nipples stubbornly hardened, and her areolas began to swell.

The bastard seemed quite pleased with his work, making continuous "Yoshi" sounds. After both of her nipples were covered in his saliva, he began to knead her breasts like dough.

Unable to bear such humiliation, the mother violently thrashed her body and finally rolled over! The Japanese soldier fell off her, but before she could get up, he pounced on her from behind, and she cried out in pain, pinned beneath him once more.

The bastard was furious at Mom's fierce resistance. He ripped off her bra, pinned her hands behind her back, and quickly tied them with the bra straps. He seemed to do this often; his movements were very practiced.

Mom, caught off guard by the binding of her wrists, was enraged. She clenched her fists and struggled desperately, but couldn't break free. She could only writhe futilely beneath the Japanese soldier like a large white snake.

The Japanese soldier slapped Mom's buttocks triumphantly with both hands. Mom's fragrant buttocks trembled and moaned under his slaps, making my eyes burn with lust! The Japanese soldier, having conquered this beautiful woman, probably wanted to immediately thrust his filthy penis into her plump vagina, and couldn't help but chuckle.

I was about to lose my temper and rush out when suddenly, a warm body pressed against me. I was startled to see a redhead pressed against me, saying in a seductive voice, "Sweetheart, why are you watching others? Let's do it too."

I was furious and tried to push her away, but she held me tightly. My push landed on her high breasts, which only made her more excited. She leered and groped me all over. Helpless, I anxiously looked towards my mother.

There, the bastard was straddling my mother's lap. He had contentedly pulled down her swim trunks. His hands couldn't hold down her full, firm legs, so he could only lie down on her, burying his head between her buttocks, deeply inhaling the scent of her crotch, then looking up with satisfaction, closing his eyes and muttering something.

The Japanese soldier bent down again, beginning to invade my mother's private parts. He parted her buttocks, revealing her genitals. Her thick labia majora angrily closed, guarding the last shred of dignity on her body. The soldier's eyes gleamed as he lowered his head to lick.

My mother cried out in pain as her private parts were wetly licked by a disgusting man, jolting back as if electrocuted! Her panties were ripped off, which, ironically, freed her legs. Her regular yoga practice had made her incredibly flexible; she suddenly used her shoulders and knees to prop herself up, her hips swaying violently, throwing the Japanese soldier off her sacred body once more!

"Good!" I couldn't help but cheer for my mother. Hearing the familiar accent, she ran towards me without thinking.

The Japanese soldier wasn't thrown too hard; he roared and chased after my mother. I stared blankly at my beloved mother, her hands bound behind her back, her hair disheveled, her body naked, like the Venus de Milo, running towards me seeking my protection!

My mother's hands were tied, and she was wearing high heels, so she couldn't run very fast; the Dog Kingdom people were about to catch up!

I could clearly see the swaying pubic hair on my mother's body; I couldn't let her fall into the hands of the Dog Kingdom people and suffer further humiliation! I stepped forward with a "whoosh," ignoring all rules and gangsters! The woman in red was still clinging to me. On a sudden impulse, I grabbed her and headed towards my mother, deliberately shouting, "Hehe, okay, sweetheart, how about we play a 4P?" Then I whispered to my mother, "Quick, run over there!"

My mother ran past me, and the dog-country guy was about to pounce on her. I chuckled and suddenly shoved the red-haired woman in my arms onto him, shouting, "Come on, come on, you guys play together!" A glance revealed that the black man watching us didn't seem to notice, assuming it was just a normal 4P game.

After shoving the red-haired woman onto the dog-country guy, I quickly turned and chased after my mother. The bastard, pinned to the ground by the woman, was utterly dejected and protested loudly. I caught up with my mother in a few steps, saying, "Sister, don't run anymore, that dog-country guy can't be caught."

My mother had been holding on by sheer willpower, and now she couldn't hold on any longer. After running two or three steps, she collapsed to the ground. My mother lay on the grass, drenched in sweat, panting heavily.

I crouched down behind my mother. Good heavens, even though I'd watched hundreds of live sex videos of her since I was a child, this was the first time I'd seen her naked body so close. Her rounded buttocks were less than a foot away; I could even see a sliver of her vulva and the fluffy pubic hair peeking out from between her buttocks. I almost thought I was dreaming.

How wonderful it would be to reach inside and touch her paradise! I swallowed hard, composed myself, and reached out to untie the bra binding her wrists. The moment I touched her hand, she suddenly rolled away, hissing, "Don't touch me! Get away!"

She glared at me angrily. I quickly explained, "Sister, don't misunderstand, I just want to untie the straps on your wrists."

"Hmph..." My mother didn't answer, her chest heaving violently.

I tried to keep my eyes from lingering on her alluring breasts, looking at her and saying, "Sister, please believe me, I won't hurt you." Suddenly, I realized how foolish I was. How could my mother possibly believe that?

I had no choice but to say again, "Even if you don't believe me now, think about it. You're not safe right now. There are perverts all around. If you don't have company, they'll catch you very soon."

My mother still didn't answer.

I had no choice but to turn around and say, "Sister, you rest for a while. I'll watch over you. Don't worry, no one will bother you."

From time to time, I could hear the lewd laughter and screams of men and women all around. My mother was lying naked behind me. My heart was pounding, and my lower body was restless. Several times I wanted to turn around and peek at my mother's naked body, but I resisted.

I heard rustling sounds behind me. Maybe my mother was trying to break free of the straps on her wrists. After a while, I heard my mother say, "Hmm, help me untie the straps."

That dog-country man is really skilled. He can bind her hands so tightly with just a bra. I turned back. My mother had already sat up, her head down and her back to me. Her hands were still bound. My mother's waterfall of black hair was messily hanging over her shoulders. Sweat on her bare back was stained with some grass clippings. It was quite a tragic sight.

My mouth was dry, my penis erect. My mother's hands were still bound; if I pounced on her and raped her, she probably wouldn't be able to resist. Even if I didn't rape her, touching her buttocks and breasts a few times would be nice. Once she was unbound, it wouldn't be so easy. But if I did that, how would I be any different from that dog-country man? My mother would definitely hate me. I sighed and abandoned that tempting thought.

Although I had often masturbated while looking at my mother's nude photos, when her naked body was presented so realistically before my eyes, I was terrified and dared not touch her. I couldn't help but smile bitterly; this was really a bit like Lord Ye's love of dragons.

My mother's beautifully sculpted back displayed a sculpted beauty before me. I suppressed the urge to kiss her and struggled to untie the straps on her hands. My mother took the bra I handed her, straightened it, and silently put it on. My

mother sat sideways, reaching behind her back to fasten the clasp. The image of this beautiful woman putting on her bra with her hands behind her back was deeply imprinted in my mind, indelible.

"Who are you? Why did you save me?" After a while, Mom finally broke the silence.

"Well, you might not believe it, but I'm actually from Norl Town too." I had already prepared my response.

"What?" Hearing a familiar place name on this completely unfamiliar island, Mom was a little surprised.

The distance between Mom and me suddenly closed, and I continued, "I noticed you in town, and I... I... to put it simply, I've had a crush on you for a long time."

Mom didn't say anything.

"Later, I accidentally found out you were on a trip, so I joined the tour group, hoping to have more opportunities to get to know you."

I knew how much Mom disliked the tour group, so I quickly added, "I swear, before coming here, I had no idea this was a tour like this. I only realized how absurd this trip was when I saw that schedule on the bus just now."

"Hmm..." Mom said.

Whether she believed it or not, I had to finish what I was saying. I continued, "Just now at the foot of the mountain, I saw that you were completely unwilling to participate in this vile activity, so I made up my mind to protect you."

"At first, I was following behind your boyfriend, Mr. Long, but then I couldn't see you anymore. When I came looking for you, it was a little late, but luckily it wasn't too late, and I managed to save you." This part was crucial; it subtly attacked Long Qingshan while also showing off my contribution, making Mom think about what the situation would be like now if I hadn't come along.

This sentence was quite effective; Mom finally whispered a thank you and asked, "What's your name?"

"Zhao Ziyu, Sister Zhuo, you can call me Xiaoyu from now on," I said. The name "Zhao Ziyu" wasn't chosen casually. My surname is Yu, which sounds like "Yu." If Mom calls me "Xiaoyu," she'll gradually feel closer to me.

Mom was stunned for a moment and said, "From now on? Another month?" Thinking about having to stay on this terrible island for another month, Mom felt a chill and hugged herself tightly with her arms crossed.

A pang of heartache shot through me, and I longed to hold my mother in my arms and tenderly caress her, but I dared not do so. I could only softly say, "Sister Zhuo, don't worry, I'll protect you. I guarantee you'll spend this month safely on the island."

"Why would you do this? Spend so much money to protect a complete stranger?" My mother lacked confidence in me.

"How can you say we're complete strangers? Sister Zhuo, I see you often in town. Besides, my intention wasn't specifically to protect you; I just wanted to have more opportunities to interact with you through this trip." These were all my true feelings, and therefore, I spoke sincerely.

Mom was starting to believe me. She whispered, "Xiaoyu, I'm so tired. Can I rest for a bit?" Although the sun was shining brightly, Mom felt a chill in her heart. She bent her knees, hugged them, and rested her head on them, trying to warm her empty, restless soul.

I had just been thinking of taking advantage of the situation to get closer to Mom, but now I felt a surge of pity. I scolded myself for being so selfish, completely forgetting that Mom had just been betrayed by her lover and humiliated by a despicable man from the dog country, almost losing her chastity. How could I expect Mom to accept another stranger in her current state of mind?

I couldn't expect a physical return from Mom at this time. Now was my turn to give; I wanted to give Mom my true love. I moved closer, patted Mom's shoulder generously, and said, "Sister Zhuo, put on my shorts."

Mom flinched slightly but didn't avoid me, which was exactly what I wanted—to let Mom feel the natural, generous love of a man. Otherwise, Mom might get stuck in a rut because of what happened earlier, thinking all male contact is as disgusting as that dog-like man's snot.

Mom looked up at me, and I smiled brightly at her, handing her my over-the-knee pants.

"Hmm." Going back to get the torn briefs was obviously impossible, so Mom took my shorts and turned them inside out.

"Don't worry, they're clean. When that girl pounced on me, I made sure my pants stayed intact." I chuckled.

Mom blushed slightly and said, "Turn around."

I obediently turned my back.

Mom put on my pants and said, "All done."

I turned back and looked at them. The waistband fit perfectly, but the buttocks were stretched taut by Mom. Mom's butt is really big. Having covered her private parts, Mom finally felt a little calmer and dared to speak to me. She said, "Thank you, Xiaoyu." "You're welcome.

It's my honor to serve Sister Zhuo."

Mom smiled slightly and said, "I recognized you. You sat next to me on the plane."

"Hehe, yes, I've only been paying attention to you, Sister Zhuo."

Mom couldn't stand my direct confession. She lowered her head and said, "Xiaoyu, what should we do now?"

Hmm, it seems that Mom still relies on me, her man, when it matters. I puffed out my chest and said, "Why don't we go down the mountain? Anyway, they haven't set a time when we can go down."

"Okay, fine."

Mom followed half a step behind me. Along the way, we saw couples having wild sex, and Mom couldn't help but feel a little scared. She unconsciously grabbed my arm.

I took the opportunity to put my arm around her waist and let her walk beside me. This would make her feel safer. Mom didn't stop me.

Seeing my mother hesitate, I asked, "Sister Zhuo, are you going to see Long Qingshan?"

"Yes," my mother nodded.

It seemed my mother still cared about that man surnamed Long. I felt a pang of jealousy, but then I thought, this is good, let my mother see Long Qingshan's ugly side.

I put my arm around my mother and walked towards the place where I remembered Long Qingshan and I broke up. My mother seemed both wanting and afraid to see Long Qingshan like this. She pressed her body against mine, seeking some support. How could I not do what my mother wanted? I held her even tighter, holding her soft waist, it felt so good.

As we walked, I suddenly stopped. My mother looked at me suspiciously. I sighed and pointed to a patch of grass about ten meters away. There were four men and women having sex on the grass. My mother had seen these four men and women, but she never expected Long Qingshan to be there. But the fact was, Long Qingshan was having sex with a blonde woman while giving oral sex to a black woman standing there.

My mother shook her head, unable to believe that the ugly man before her was Long Qingshan, the man she had loved since her teenage years!

She stood there, motionless, her face ashen. I hugged her and said, "Sister, let's go."

But she remained still, her body stiff.

I panicked, urgently asking, "Sister, sister, what's wrong?"

Seeing her utterly devastated state, my heart ached. I helped her away, half-hugging, half-carrying her.

We stopped in a grove of trees some distance away. I felt her trembling, and I quickly embraced her, pleading, "Sister, sister, don't scare me! Cry if you want to, please, sister..." My voice trembled as I spoke.

Holding her, I was filled with panic. I was only a fifteen-year-old boy; I couldn't accept my mother's state. If I hadn't been strong enough, I would have torn off my mask and cried out for her.

It took a long time for my mother's body to warm up. She leaned on my shoulder and murmured, "He was my love, my life. How could he do this to me, tormenting my life, my love, to shreds like this..."

As she spoke, tears silently streamed down her face, soaking my chest. "My heart is dead. There's no meaning in living anymore. Long Qingshan, you're so cruel! You've destroyed everything I have..."

My heart shattered at the same time. Long Qingshan truly held an irreplaceable place in my mother's heart; he was practically her everything. If the dog-country people had only defiled my mother's body, Long Qingshan's vile actions had utterly wounded her heart. 02-28
【Part Three: Mother's Love and Sorrow】 (IX) Mother's Fault

Clinging to a sliver of hope, I said, "Sister Zhuo, don't be like this. You still have your son, Xiao Jia. He's waiting for you to come home."

"Yes, Xiao Jia, that's right. He's a good boy. He knows how to be considerate of his mother. I really regret it, I regret not listening to him, sob sob..." Thinking of her painful memories, my mother buried her face in my shoulder and wept loudly.

Seeing that my mother had finally cried, I felt relieved and gently stroked her back.

My mother cried for a long time. I supported her weight, my legs almost numb, but I dared not move. Finally, my mother stopped crying, but her body was still trembling, I didn't know what she was thinking.

I said softly, "Sister, can you move a little? I'm almost frozen solid."

My mother nodded shyly and left my embrace. She couldn't stand steadily, so I didn't dare let go, but only gently moved her legs. I stared intently at my mother's face. Her tear-streaked face was absolutely adorable. Sensing my intense gaze, she covered her face with her hands and scolded, "Don't look at my face, it's so ugly!"

"How could it be? Sister is always the most beautiful," I flattered. My legs warmed up, and I wanted to pull my mother into a hug again.

"Okay, I don't need your hug anymore," my mother gently pushed me away, saying, "Did you bring any tissues?"

"Yes," I replied, feeling around and realizing I was already wearing my mother's pants. I chuckled and said, "Sister, they're in your pocket."

My mother blushed slightly. She took out a tissue, turned away, and wiped her tears, her shoulders occasionally trembling. After cleaning herself, my mother turned to face me and said, "Xiaoyu, take me down the mountain."

"Okay," I nodded firmly, put my arm around my mother's waist, and we started walking down the mountain together.

My mother's high heels were quite high, making it difficult for her to walk on the mountain path. Although I loved watching her beautiful feet wobbling gracefully on the path, I couldn't bear to see her suffer. So I said, "Sister, let me carry you down the mountain."

"Hmm," Mom looked up at me and said, "Come on, you could barely stand after crying on me for a while, and you still want to carry me?"

Oh my god, women, they're all so petty! It's unwise to reason with a woman, so I squatted down, scooped up her thighs, and carried her on my back.

"Put me down quickly, you can't carry me." Mom was a little touched and struggled to get down.

"No problem, I'm the school's number one shot putter, I'm really strong, carrying you down the mountain is just free exercise." I laughed cheerfully and walked steadily forward to show that I wasn't struggling.

Mom struggled a few times but couldn't get off because the boy's strong arms were holding her legs, so she had no choice but to lie on the boy's back. The boy's back gave her a very broad and solid feeling, a feeling she had felt on another man before. Thinking of this, Mom sighed softly.

I didn't hear my mother's sigh; I was secretly delighted. Carrying her made my steps lighter, and my hands cradled her full legs, feeling the alluring elasticity of her thighs—it was truly a pleasure.

My mother was clearly tired; instead of deliberately supporting herself with her arms, she casually crossed them in front of my neck, so her entire chest pressed against my back. Those two incredibly elastic breasts on her back would suddenly soften and bounce against my back, providing excellent momentum for my progress!

Seeing my struggle, my mother leaned against me and said, "Hmm, thinking about it, I'm lucky. If it weren't for you, this inexplicably infatuated man, I don't know what I'd be like now."

"Sister, love isn't just important to women. I'm willing to be your infatuated man," I said.

Hearing this, my mother fell silent, lost in thought. After a while, Mom started sobbing softly again on my back, tears and snot streaming down her face. I used up all my tissues in no time, but she didn't care, wiping her face against my body.

I shook my head and sighed, knowing that Mom's emotional wounds wouldn't heal so easily, so I just let her be.

There was a car waiting at the foot of the mountain. The tour guide and driver were chatting in the car, and they seemed a little surprised to see someone getting off so early.

When we got closer, I put Mom down. The tour guide saw that I had carried Mom back and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Good lad, you've got it! You've won over this beauty so quickly! Congratulations, you've got what you wanted!"

I smiled awkwardly. Mom kept her head down, not wanting them to see her swollen eyes. I asked the tour guide for some tissues and water, and my mother and I sat in the last row. I gently comforted her, saying, "Sister, don't cry. Think more about your son. It'll break your heart if you ruin your health crying for someone like that."

My mother had just wiped away her tears when she heard me say this, and she said sadly, "You're right. I can't give up on myself anymore. Xiao Jia would be heartbroken if he knew his mother had become like this." She was about to cry again.

I said, "See, see, you just said you wouldn't give up on yourself, and you're crying again."

"I'm not crying for that person," my mother said. "I'm thinking about my son. I'm so sorry for him. He came abroad with me when he was little and suffered so much."

"Hmm..." I was deeply moved. My mother still remembered me. I said, "Sister Zhuo, don't worry. If your son knew that you still care about her, he would be very happy."

"Yes, these past few years I've only been trying to please that person, and I haven't cared about Xiao Jia enough. I must make it up to him when we get back," my mother said.

Oh, Mom, I'm so touched, I couldn't help but hug you tightly.

"Hmm, what are you doing?" Mom couldn't stand my affectionate gesture and tried to break free from my tight hug.

I suddenly remembered that I was still Zhao Ziyu, but I really couldn't bear to let go, so I said, "Sister, I'm hugging you on behalf of Xiaojia. I'm so touched for him. He has such a wonderful mother." "

You always have so many tricks up your sleeve." Mom's heart softened when she heard this, and she let me hug her. "By the way, how did you know my son's name is Xiaojia?"

"Hehe, have you forgotten that I'm your devoted admirer? I know everything about you. Xiaojia is a very good kid, and you can tell he loves you very much."

"Yes, Xiaojia has always been closest to Mom since we were little. I miss him so much right now, and I really want to go back to his side right away."

(Mom, I'm right here beside you.) I was deeply moved, but I couldn't say it, so I just hugged Mom even tighter.

We cuddled for a while, then Mom said, "Xiaoyu, go ask if this car can take us back to the hotel early? I really don't want to see those people's faces."

"Okay." I had the same thought, so I went to talk to the tour guide. Unexpectedly, the tour guide refused outright, even refusing to give me a tip, saying it was the travel agency's rule that everyone had to travel together, and this rule absolutely could not be violated. Helplessly,

I returned to my seat and said dejectedly, "I don't know which country this travel agency is from, it's so rigid."

"Never mind, it's almost noon," Mom said. "Take this time to tell me what happened, how did you get to Norl?"

I made up a story, saying I was studying at Yeqi University in Norl, and that my family was in China, etc. I also described some sights in Norl and some features of Mom's house, and only then did Mom believe that I really lived in Norl.

"I didn't expect to find someone as boring as you." After listening to my story, Mom rested her chin on her hand, gazing out the window with a half-smile, looking quite charming. I was dumbfounded.

I leaned forward, intending to hug my mother's waist again, but this time she gently pushed me away, preventing me from getting close. I felt deeply hurt and sullenly sat down in another corner.

My mother and I gazed out the bus windows, each lost in our own thoughts.

After quite some time, a sharp whistle sounded from the mountain, and a while later, people began to descend. My mother patted the seat next to her; I knew she wanted me to sit there. She didn't want anyone sitting near her. I stubbornly tried to ignore her, but my legs wouldn't obey, so I moved over and plopped down next to her.

"Are you angry with your sister?" my mother asked softly.

I snorted and turned my head away, ignoring her.

"Heh..." Mom chuckled softly, saying, "Don't be so stingy. Look at your little devil there, it's so scary, how can your sister bear to look like that?"

I looked down and suddenly realized that because my yang energy was so strong and couldn't be released, my penis was so erect that it was practically touching my stomach. I was only wearing swimming briefs, so the shape was clearly visible. I cried out in protest, "I can't help it, sister! I watched a whole morning of live porn, and then spent so much time with such a beautiful woman like you. How could I not be excited?"

"Tch, stop being so cheeky." Mom's half-smiling, half-punishing expression made my eyes widen even more, and all my previous complaints about her vanished.

Long Qingshan also mingled with the crowd and came down. He looked dazed and seemed unsteady on his feet. When he was almost at the foot of the mountain, he tripped over a protruding rock. My mother's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but she hesitated and finally turned her head away from him. I saw a glimmer of tears in her eyes.

"I have to completely erase this last shred of affection," I thought to myself.

After Long Qingshan boarded the bus, he saw my mother sitting in the last row and seemed somewhat ashamed. He didn't dare come over and found a seat at the front.

A little while later, the man from the dog country also boarded the bus. Seeing us, he angrily spoke to the tour guide in broken English, "Tour guide, that man, he broke the rules, he stole that woman!"

The tour guide glanced at me and asked, "Did he hit you?"

"He pushed another woman into me!" the man from the dog country awkwardly gestured.

"Hahaha..." Everyone on the bus burst into laughter.

The tour guide patted him on the shoulder, told him to sit down, and then spoke to the security guard through the walkie-talkie. After a while, he turned off the walkie-talkie and said to the man from the dog country, "The security guard said that although you tied up that woman, she still managed to escape . She later went into that gentleman's arms, is that right?"

The man from the dog country was speechless and could only nod.

"Okay, then they didn't break any rules."

The man from the dog country stood up, wanting to argue, but the tour guide coldly stopped him, saying, "I received your complaint afterward. We consulted the security guard, and I said there were no violations, so there were no violations, okay?"

The man from the dog country had experienced their methods before, so he could only swallow his anger and sit down resentfully.

"Today is only the first day, everyone will have more opportunities later, right?" After all, everyone had paid, so the tour guide smiled and comforted him.

The dog-like man glared at us with lewd intent. My mother felt a chill run down her spine. I quickly hugged her, took her hand, and whispered comfortingly, "Sister, don't be afraid, I'm here. He won't touch you."

My mother nodded and leaned closer to me.

The tour guide took attendance once to make sure everyone was present. Then he announced, "Okay, everyone must have found a partner. You're free to do whatever you like this afternoon and evening. Enjoy yourselves!"

"Yay!" Amid cheers, the bus started moving.

When we arrived at the hotel, I mustered my courage and said to my mother, "Sister, why don't you stay with me tonight? You can sleep on the bed, and I'll sleep on the floor."

After what happened this morning, my mother knew she could only rely on me on the island. She blushed and nodded, saying, "Xiaoyu, come with me to my room to get some toiletries."

"Okay!" I was overjoyed that my mother had agreed.

The door to room 319 was closed. My mother rang the doorbell, but the door didn't open for a long time. However, she could hear voices coming from inside.

We waited a while, and just as we were about to call the waiter to open the door, it finally opened. It was Long Qingshan. When he saw us, he said awkwardly, "Zhenzhen, you, why are you back?" "

I came back to get my things," Mom said calmly, and walked into the room.

Long Qingshan had no choice but to step aside.

I followed him in and saw a woman with half-exposed breasts lying on the large bed in the room. When the woman saw us come in, she widened her eyes and asked Long Qingshan strangely, "Hey, Long Sheng, you said this is your room, who are they?"

"Well, this is my wife, she came to get some things," Long Qingshan said.

"Oh, your wife, she's so beautiful!" the Western woman praised sincerely.

Mom didn't answer and continued to pack her clothes. She had only said she was taking toiletries, but now she wanted to take everything. It seemed that she didn't want to live with Long Qingshan anymore. I was secretly pleased and went to help Mom open her suitcase to pack.

"Young man from the East, you're very lucky," the Western woman said cheerfully. "That dog-country guy from earlier isn't good enough for this lady. You're wonderful, you two are a perfect match!"

Now it was my turn to feel awkward. I awkwardly smiled and said, "Thank you, thank you." Telling Long Qingshan in front of him that his woman was a couple with me, I bet Long Qingshan's lungs were about to explode with rage.

My mother and I finished packing and hurriedly fled 319. Behind us, we could still hear the Western woman's enthusiastic blessings: "Bye-bye, have a good time!"

Ugh, I saw my mother's face looked terrible, so I didn't dare say anything more and let her go into the room first.

My mother entered the room and suddenly turned around, saying, "Where's your woman?" It

took me a while to understand, and I said, "I came alone, I didn't bring a woman."

My mother didn't say a word, went into the bathroom, and locked the door. I pressed my face against the door and heard sobbing coming from inside. I couldn't help but sigh. Sigh… my mother still can't let go of a relationship of over ten years so easily.

I put down my suitcase, lay on the bed, and let my mind wander.

After a long while, Mom finally came out. She squatted on the floor, opened her suitcase, and started taking out towels and other necessities. Seeing her eyes red from crying, I remained silent.

Mom suddenly stopped what she was doing and said, "Let me make this clear beforehand. I'm grateful that you let me stay here, but that doesn't mean I agree to mess around with you. If you want to do that kind of thing, go find another woman."

I sighed and said, "Sister Zhuo, I won't say anything more. If you trust me, I'll sleep on the floor in this room to protect you; if you let me leave, I'll get another room. As for other women, I have no interest in them, and please don't mention them again."

Mom didn't say anything and started packing again. I was secretly pleased, knowing that my tactic of feigning retreat had succeeded. As Mom was hanging clothes in the wardrobe, she suddenly felt a sharp pain, clutched her chest, and slumped onto the edge of the bed.

I rushed over and asked, "Sister, what's wrong?"

"What's the use of packing all this? Maybe I'll be in another room tomorrow," Mom said sadly.

Overwhelmed with pity, I leaned in and hugged my mother, comforting her, "No, don't worry, sister, I won't let any other man touch you!"

My mother shook her head, clearly not very confident in me. After resting for a while, she gently pulled away from my embrace, took her toiletries, and went to the bathroom. I was helpless; to be honest, I had no idea what other weird tricks this damn tour group had up its sleeve.

In the afternoon, the weather on the island was unbearably hot, and my mother and I had to hide in our room to escape the heat. Later, the tour guide called to remind us that there was a swimming pool on the sixth floor of the hotel, so we grabbed our swimming gear and went there. My mother was

n't a very good swimmer, and she swam slowly and leisurely in the pool.

I was one of the top swimmers in my school back home, and I hadn't fallen behind even abroad. After practicing Huodegong (a form of Qigong), my lung capacity, strength, and coordination had improved significantly, but I didn't want to show off, so I swam slowly beside my mother.

The swimming pool was quiet, not crowded, with only occasional chatter and the splashing sounds of our swimming. My mother and I were enjoying this rare tranquility when suddenly a noisy commotion erupted. It was those Japanese guys.

Six bastards, accompanied by three tour group members, were chasing and playing recklessly by the pool, disrupting the peace. My mother and I exchanged a helpless glance. My mother said, "Xiaoyu, let's go back."

"Okay," I nodded, and we swam towards the edge of the pool.

Suddenly, the Japanese guy from that morning spotted us. He yelled and called his companions to surround us, blocking the edge of the pool. The three female companions realized something was wrong and rushed over to intervene, saying to the Japanese guys, "Don't do this. This isn't playtime. You can't bother them."

The others in the pool, however, didn't want to get involved and just watched the commotion from a distance. Those dog-like people chuckled and said, "We didn't bother them, we were just standing here, hahaha..."

My mother and I had no choice but to swim to the side. Those bastards split into two groups, and wherever we swam, another group followed, constantly spewing vulgarities: "Sanlang, you have great taste! This woman has a really good figure, look at her ass, it's so round!"

"Hehehe, Sanlang, did you lick her asshole?"

"Yes, wow, the smell of that asshole is more pungent than wasabi, it hits right in the head, it's amazing..."

My mother was both ashamed and angry, her face turning bright red.

I was furious. I told my mother to wait in the water, and I climbed out of the pool first, bracing myself against the edge. One of the Chinese guys came over and kicked me. I freed one hand, grabbed his ankle, and yanked him hard. The pool edge was slippery, and he fell hard to the ground. I used the opportunity to get ashore. Two other Chinese guys came over shouting and pushing me. I sneered and swept them both down with a kick.

After calmly pulling my mother ashore, the three friends who had been watching cheered and applauded, giving me a thumbs up and saying, "Chinese kung-fu, very good!"

I felt a surge of pride. For the first time, I found these tour group members to be genuine and cheerful, and not so bad after all.

These beauties, selected from all over the world, were tall, with slender waists, large breasts, long legs, and full hips—each one a stunner. If I wanted to have a fling with them, it shouldn't be a big problem, right? Just as I was lost in my fantasies, I suddenly felt a thorn in my side. Turning around, I saw my mother looking at me with a half-smile. I chuckled awkwardly to cover it up and said goodbye to the three beauties.

"Those three vixens must have bewitched you, right?" My mother said coldly as we went upstairs.

"Yeah, they're so sexy, stronger than wasabi!" I said, taking a deep breath.

"You're going to kill me!" My mother scolded, no longer able to maintain her composure, and landed her fist on my shoulder. I laughed heartily.

After dinner, the heat on the island finally dissipated a bit. My mother and I took a walk in the woods around the hotel. A cool breeze was blowing, and listening to the frogs croaking on the island was truly soothing.

My mother, wearing a floral dress, linked her arm with mine and leaned on my shoulder like a young girl, whispering, "If only it were just a simple trip like this."

"Yes," I agreed, thinking to myself, if it were just an ordinary trip, it would be Long Qingshan holding you right now, not me.

My mother and I walked in the woods until it was completely dark. Although I had held her hand and put my arm around her waist, whenever I boldly tried to kiss her, she would inadvertently turn her head away.

I sighed inwardly, but thought that it was already quite an achievement to have progressed this far on the first day, and I couldn't force it.

Back in the room, my mother and I each took a shower. After her shower, my mother's skin was white and moist, and she exuded a fresh fragrance. She loosely tied her hair back, revealing her long, swan-like neck, which looked both noble and mature.

My mother was wearing a light green silk slip dress that flowed softly over her body. The slip dress was low-cut, and when my mother bent over to get the TV remote, her body leaned forward, and my gaze inadvertently fell into her deep cleavage.

The strange sight quickly disappeared, and my mother got into bed, kneeling with her back bent forward, a position she often used. I once read in a book that women who sit with their backs leaning forward are usually quite repressed and sexually active, and my mother probably falls into that category. But this posture is undeniably alluring, highlighting her high, firm breasts, trembling slightly. The earlier glimpse of her exposed breasts only fueled my fantasies.

The television was interspersed with obscene AV videos, and my mother angrily turned it off. I suggested turning off the lights too, so we relaxed on the bed and chatted in the dark.

"Seriously, Xiaoyu, you're a young man full of vigor, aren't you tempted by those beautiful and sexy women?" my mother began, her curiosity always strong.

"Well, I do admire them, but I can't have sex with them without feeling."

"Really?" my mother asked softly.

"Really, I'm a unique person, you could say I'm less animalistic, haha..." I tried to lighten the mood.

My mother didn't answer for a long time. In the darkness, she sighed softly and said, "Actually, lying here now, I don't seem to be in as much pain as I imagined. Why is that?"

I knew my mother just wanted to talk, so I didn't answer.

"These past few years with Qingshan have been so oppressive. Is my love for him gradually fading?" Mom murmured to herself. "Seeing him today made me very sad, but when I left his room, I suddenly felt a sense of relief, as if I had finally escaped him. Now, lying here, I feel completely at ease. Xiaoyu, do you think I'm very fickle?"

I said gently, "Yes, these past two years, whenever I've seen you in town, I've always felt a lingering sadness in your eyes. Now that you're finally free, I'm not only relieved, but I think Xiaojia will be happy too."

"Yes, Xiaojia, he's been urging me to leave Long Qingshan, but a relationship of over ten years isn't so easily severed. These past few years, it feels like I've been paying off a debt of love. The pressure has made me lose faith in life, making it hard to breathe." "

A relationship of over ten years? What about your relationship with Xiaojia's biological father? Isn't that also a relationship of over ten years?" I couldn't help but ask this pointed question, on behalf of my father.

Mom didn't answer, I wondered if she suspected me of asking such a question. However, this question had been stuck in my throat for a long time, and I had to get it out, even if my mother suspected me.

"Xiaojia's father? How could I not have feelings for him? After all, we've been married for over ten years," my mother murmured. "Every time I cheated on him with Long Qingshan, my heart was tormented. When I came home to face him and Xiaojia, I felt so guilty that I wanted to die."

"Xiaojia is growing up and becoming more sensible every day. I don't want to be an unfaithful wife or an unfaithful mother anymore. I was just preparing to end this relationship with Long Qingshan, and then the three of us could live together happily, when Long Qingshan went abroad."

"He said that the main reason he went abroad was for me. What else could I do? He told me that if I didn't come, he would lose the meaning of life." "

I had to make a choice. I painfully left Xiaojia's father. I know I'm very sorry to him. He will have to bear the endless gossip from my colleagues and acquaintances back home. When we signed the divorce papers, looking at his slightly hunched back, my heart broke..." My mother sobbed, unable to continue.

So Mom had considered going back to me! That damned Long Qingshan, he ruined our family's happiness! My heart is broken. Oh, Mom, why did you do this?

After listening to Mom's story, I forgave her from the bottom of my heart. I moved closer and hugged her, gently patting her back.

Mom hugged me back, burying her head in my chest, and continued, "He loved me very much and he loved Xiaojia very much, but he knew I needed Xiaojia more, and he didn't want Xiaojia to stay with him and suffer those rumors with him, so he didn't fight me for custody of Xiaojia."

"How could such a loving family be separated like this?" I said painfully.

"It's all my fault. I broke up this family. I ruined them!" Mom sobbed uncontrollably in my arms.

After a while, Mom slowly stopped crying and continued, as if she wanted to pour out everything she had kept bottled up for years: "When I first went abroad, Long Qingshan was very good to me. He knew I was upset and took good care of me. His tenderness slowly soothed my emotional wounds." Mom's voice softened, and her body relaxed, as if she was still reminiscing about those beautiful times.

I didn't want Mom to dwell too much on her good memories of Long Qingshan, so I quickly asked, "If I were Long Qingshan, I would be more than content to have you. Why did you come here and mess around?"

"He's been suffering from depression for the past two years and has become increasingly irritable towards me. I've tolerated all of that, but I never expected him to do something so outrageous this time, completely disregarding my feelings. He's no longer the Long Qingshan I used to love so deeply," Mom said sadly.

"Why didn't you two have a child these past two years? That might have strengthened your relationship," I asked deliberately.

"Well, we tried, but... but..." Mom was embarrassed to continue.

How could I possibly try? By raising my legs high in bed to conceive? I felt a surge of resentment, but what came out of my mouth were words of comfort: "For the past few years, I've been silently watching over you in town. Seeing you grow increasingly haggard has broken my heart." I said softly.

My mother wriggled happily in my arms and said, "You've been watching me in town all this time? I didn't notice."

"Hehe, when you went to the supermarket in the summer wearing high-heeled sandals, I followed behind you, peeking at your beautiful feet. I even secretly took a few close-up pictures of your beautiful feet, hehe..."

"You're so naughty! Peeping at my feet, you little pervert..." My mother twisted her body, pretending to break free from my embrace.

We played around for a while before stopping. Mom rested her head in my arms and said, "Xiaoyu, am I a fickle woman? I just left a man today, and I'm already back in your arms?"

"Hmph, come on, you're not so easy. I tried to kiss you several times tonight, but you wouldn't let me. You're feeling empty right now, filled with fear of the unknown future. All you need is the comfort of my warm embrace. If I tried anything improper with you, you might kick me off the bed right away." "

Hmm, that's good to know." Mom was satisfied with my answer. She nestled quietly in my arms for a while before saying, "It's late, let's go to sleep. We need to get some rest. Who knows what tomorrow will bring?" "

Okay." I reluctantly let go of Mom and said, "I'll sleep on the floor."

Mom hesitated for a moment and said, "No, Xiaoyu, this bed is so big. I'm scared to sleep alone. You sleep on the bed. I trust you."

"Really?" I looked at Mom happily.

"If you harbor ill intentions, is there any difference between in bed and out of bed? I trust you unconditionally, so don't let me down."

"Hehe, don't worry, sister, I'm definitely a virtuous person."

In the darkness, I felt my mother staring at me. I heard her say, "Xiaoyu, I don't know why, but I always feel very close to you, so tonight I unconsciously told you everything on my mind, things I've never told anyone before. It's strange, I've only known you for less than a day."

"Hehe, that means we're destined to meet." I was secretly alarmed. My disguise not only changed my face, but the Pure Yang Kung Fu had also changed my body shape, smell, and voice, yet it still couldn't hide my mother's feelings.

My mother didn't say anything more, lay down, turned over, and went to sleep.

I didn't dare to be presumptuous and lay down on the other side. So much had happened that day, I was very tired, and smelling the faint fragrance emanating from my mother, I quickly fell asleep.

I vaguely heard my mother crying in the middle of the night, but I couldn't wake up. Thinking I was being lazy, and figuring my mother probably needed to vent alone, I fell asleep again.

The next morning, when we got to breakfast, I noticed my mother's eyes were still swollen. I asked, "Sister, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"I didn't sleep much, I had to watch out for little perverts," my mother teased.

I boldly took my mother's hand and said, "Sister, I heard you crying last night and wanted to hug you, but I was afraid you'd misunderstand, so I just felt sorry for you."

The morning sunlight made my mother's cheeks flushed, making her look beautiful. She didn't speak, just gently poked at the corn kernels in her plate with her fork. I gently stroked the back of my mother's smooth hand, saying nothing; silence spoke volumes.

The next day's game was a beauty pageant. All the women had to walk the runway naked, and the male tourists below acted as judges, selecting a champion, runner-up, and third runner-up, as well as titles like "Ms. Beautiful Breasts" and "Ms. Jade Legs."

Seeing the activity schedule, Mom frowned, her unease evident. I held her tightly, secretly worried, thinking, "Won't Mom be seen naked by these stinky men?"

When we met in the multi-purpose hall, Mom and I couldn't come up with a solution, so we just had to take it one step at a time.

Several members of the tour group first stood naked on the stage, posing provocatively, and then the tour guide started calling out names.

Under the coercion of the menacing thugs beside them, the women whose names were called took off their clothes and stood on the stage one by one. Although most of them were sexually open, displaying their nakedness in public still made them feel ashamed and afraid. They covered their breasts and genitals on the stage, unable to lift their heads.

Conversely, the men who had joined the tour group were already mentally prepared for their female companions to be shared, and they quickly adapted to the atmosphere, forming small groups to comment on the women on the stage.

When they called on a young British woman named Susan, she refused to go on stage. Three thugs dragged her out and began punching and kicking her. Susan's husband stood by, too cowardly to utter a sound.

The mother couldn't bear to watch any longer. She stood up indignantly and shouted at the thugs, "What right do you have to hit people!"

The thugs' faces darkened, and they didn't answer.

The tour guide approached, a forced smile on his face. "Madam, I admire your courage, but these are the rules of the tour, and everyone must abide by them. If you dare to break the rules later, you will be treated the same way she was."

My mother said sternly, "That's intimidation! I demand to withdraw from this tour now."

"No, no, no..." The tour guide shook his index finger and said, "The number of people in the tour group is pre-arranged. No one can withdraw casually unless your partner chooses to withdraw with you and pays a penalty of $100,000." "

That's no problem." My mother turned to me and said, "Xiaoyu, you tell them!"

"Okay!" Seeing my mother being threatened, I was furious and said to the tour guide, "We'll withdraw right now. $100,000 is no problem. I'll write you a check right away!"

"Hahaha..." The tour guide suddenly burst into laughter, leaving us completely bewildered. He said, "I remember this lady's partner wasn't you when she signed up, was it?"

My mother and I then realized what had happened and looked at each other. Although it had only been a day, we had already taken each other for granted as our partners.

The mother searched for Long Qingshan in the crowd, but he kept hiding and wouldn't come out. She walked up to him, her voice pleading, "Qingshan, I'm begging you one last time, please come back with me, okay?"

"Hmph, now you remember me? Why didn't you think of me last night when you were doing *that* with that kid?" Long Qingshan said coldly.

The mother hadn't expected such a thing from Long Qingshan. She choked, then said, "Qingshan, it's not what you think. There's nothing between us."

"Nothing? Nothing happened between you two last night?" Long Qingshan laughed, a laugh more like a grimace, "Are you kidding me?"

"Qingshan, after all these years with you, don't you know what kind of person I am?" The mother was extremely upset. After a pause, she continued, "Even if there are some misunderstandings between us, we can talk about them later. Now, I'm begging you to come back, okay?"

"Hmph, I haven't had enough fun yet." Long Qingshan showed a malicious excitement at the prospect of getting revenge on his mother.

"Qingshan, don't you care at all about the feelings we've shared over the past ten years?" Mom asked, her voice trembling.

"Feelings?" Long Qingshan sneered. "Hmph, fine, I can agree to your withdrawal, but you have to agree to one condition."

"What condition?"

"I want you to never see that brat again!" Long Qingshan pointed at me viciously.

Mom swayed, her face pale as she looked at me. After a moment, she said softly but firmly, "Long Qingshan, I'm not your personal property. I can't agree to this condition." With that, she turned and left Long Qingshan, never looking at him again.

Long Qingshan laughed hysterically behind her, "Hahaha, what feelings? It's all bullshit! You've only known him for a day, and he's more important than our decades-long relationship? You bitch, you bitch, I won't let you get away with this!"

Under Long Qingshan's vicious curses, Mom calmed down. She returned to my side and gave me a sorrowful smile. I knew Mom was in great pain. I held her hand, saying nothing.

"Have you discussed it? Are you withdrawing or staying?" The tour guide, unable to understand Chinese, asked again.

"I won't withdraw!" Long Qingshan shouted.

"So, this lady has to stay too," the tour guide said, looking at Mom.

"From this moment on, I have nothing to do with him anymore. He doesn't represent me," Mom said calmly.

Fearing things would escalate and harm my mother, I quickly said to the tour guide, "Can I stand in for that gentleman and withdraw with this lady? Name your price, we can discuss anything."

"It's not about money, it's about the rules. If we break the rules, we'll lose everything," the tour guide said slowly. "So, I'm sorry, madam, if your partner chose to stay when you registered, you must stay too."

My mother didn't answer.

"Now it's your turn to come up, esteemed madam," the tour guide gestured.

"I will never participate in these activities that insult women again," my mother said firmly.

"That's not up to you, madam," the tour guide said coldly, nodding to his thugs. Three thugs menacingly surrounded my mother.

I quickly shielded my mother, saying, "Tour guide, please don't do this. Isn't there any other way?"

"I know you like this lady, but unfortunately, young friend, I can't help you this time," the tour guide shrugged.

Negotiations failed, and the thugs rushed forward, trying to pull me away. Left with no other choice, I had to intervene.

Those thugs were all burly men, each over 1.9 meters tall and weighing over 300 pounds. My Pure Yang Kung Fu had improved by leaps and bounds, and my punches were incredibly powerful, not at all inferior to the iron fists of these heavyweights.

At first, these three burly men underestimated me, not even bothering to dodge my punches, and were beaten so badly they cried out in pain.

"What amazing Chinese Kung Fu!" the tour guide said. "You idiots, if you get beaten up by a kid, I'll throw you trash into the sea to feed the sharks!"

The three burly men were enraged and roared repeatedly, their imposing aura terrifying. Relying on their thick skin, they pressed down on me like three small mountains. This time they were on guard. Because I lacked training, my punches were completely unorthodox, and nine times out of ten they missed. Soon, I had taken several heavy punches.

Under the relentless pressure of the three attackers, I couldn't use my fists and feet at all. Their punches were fast and vicious, and I was hit in the head with a hook punch. My vision immediately went blurry, and I knew I was doomed. I could only curl up in a ball to protect my head and fall to the ground, letting them hit me. I

took countless punches. If it weren't for the protection of my Fire Virtue Pure Yang Skill, I probably would have coughed up several liters of blood long ago. I could hear my mother crying and pleading, "Stop hitting him! Please stop!"

"Stop!" The tour guide stopped the thugs and said to my mother, "I'll ask you one last time, do you want to continue this game?"

"You bunch of scoundrels!" My mother squatted down and saw that I was bleeding from my mouth and nose. She hugged me tightly and said in a trembling voice, "Don't hit him, he's just a child. Hit me instead!"

"No, I'm not a child anymore!" I broke free from my mother's embrace and said, "Sister, don't worry, I can take it."

I said to the tour guide, "As long as you let her go, you can hit me however you want!"

"Clap, clap, clap," the tour guide clapped her hands repeatedly and laughed, "It's been a long time since I've seen such a touching scene. You really moved me."

"Young man, it seems the power of love has driven you to protect this lady at all costs. I admire you," the tour guide said. "But the activities of the other group members cannot be disturbed, so we'll have to lock you up for now. As for this lady, I'm going to put her in solitary confinement."

The tour guide smiled sinisterly at the mother. "Madam, considering that you don't want to go on stage naked, my men will strip you naked in the solitary confinement room, tie you up, and leave you alone until you're willing to come out and participate in our activities."

"You have no right to do this!" The mother, being a woman after all, trembled with fear.

"Our entire island was bought by our group. Do you think we don't have the right?" the tour guide said jokingly.

Seeing the thugs about to grab my mother, I panicked and rushed forward to stop them. Turning to Long Qingshan, I shouted, "Long, I promise you, I'll never see Madam Zhuo again! Please save her!"

Long Qingshan laughed maniacally, saying, "Kid, begging me now? Too late! You enjoyed it last night, didn't you? Why didn't you think of today? Don't you like playing the hero and saving the damsel in distress? Go ahead and save her! Go save that bitch, hahaha!"

I wanted to say more, but then I heard my mother say, "Xiaoyu, don't beg him, he's gone mad!"

Seeing the thugs closing in again, I had no choice but to say to the tour guide, "Tour guide, please lock us up together. I'll persuade her!"

"Oh?" The tour guide smiled mysteriously and said, "That's a good idea. I agree with your suggestion, young man."

I struggled to my feet, and my mother came over to help me. We were then escorted away by three burly men.

Seeing the horrific state I had been in, everyone else in the lobby fell silent, too terrified to utter a word.

The so-called solitary confinement cell was in the hotel basement, a room less than twenty square meters. The room was empty; a low cabinet stood against one wall, and there were no windows on any of the four walls. A dim light bulb shone from the ceiling, with a pulley mounted on it.

A bald thug said, "Are you going to undress yourselves, or will we do it for you?"

My mother and I exchanged bewildered glances. Were we really going to be stripped naked?

A bearded man said impatiently, "You made us miss the good show up there, and now you want to get beaten up?"

My mother and I had no choice but to turn our backs and take off our clothes one by one.

Another burly man, almost entirely covered in tattoos, magically produced two bundles of black rope from a cabinet and skillfully threaded one end through a pulley. The bald man and the bearded man pushed my naked mother under the pulley, forced her to raise her hands, and tied her wrists with the rope under the pulley, thus suspending her. With my

mother's arms raised, the bald man couldn't resist sticking out his tongue and lewdly licking my mother's white armpits. My mother cried out and tried to dodge, but with her hands bound, she couldn't escape at all. I was furious and rushed forward, but was punched to the ground by the bearded man, who shouted at the bald man, "Big Hammer, let's get down to business!"

The bald man cursed and swore, but didn't touch my mother again.

The tattooed man skillfully adjusted the length of the rope on the pulley until my mother's toes just touched the ground, then secured the other end of the rope to a ring on the wall. Seeing my mother's discomfort, I stood up and said urgently, "Why don't I be the one hanging?" Before I finished speaking, I was hit several times by the bald man, clearly taking revenge.

I was knocked to the ground, and three burly men held me down firmly, binding my hands and feet tightly. The bald man kicked me, sending me rolling several times before stopping against the wall. He said, "You can stay here with your beauty, hahaha..."

They laughed as they searched our clothes and left. The door was made of solid steel, with several small holes for ventilation and a small window, about the size of a book, locked from the outside. With a clang, the door slammed shut, and the room fell silent; I could even hear my mother's breathing.

My mother and I were both completely naked, and the atmosphere was awkward; neither of us spoke. I lay in the corner behind my mother, staring blankly at her naked body with her arms raised, momentarily forgetting the pain in my body.

My mother's sixth sense keenly detected me spying on her from behind. She shifted her round, bare buttocks uneasily and asked, "Xiaoyu, how are you?"

Poor me, my nose was already bleeding profusely from the beating, and my mother's unconscious hip-swaying caused the blood to gush out. I groaned twice, half-jokingly, and said, "Um, I'm fine." Only then did I realize the pain all over my body; those guys were really ruthless.

"Xiaoyu, can you move over here? Let your sister see your injuries," my mother said anxiously.

"Oh," I replied. If I moved closer, I'd be naked next to my mother, but she seemed more concerned about my health and didn't seem to care.

My hands and feet were bound, so I had to use the strength of my shoulders and legs to slowly move to a meter in front of her feet. Once I was in front of her, my eyes were no longer free to look up; I dared not look directly up and could only stare at her bare feet.

Her insteps were ramrod straight so that the balls of her feet could barely touch the ground, and her ten orchid-petal-shaped toes supported her entire weight. Fortunately, she had practiced dance before, so she could still hold on.

Seeing the bruises all over my body, my mother said with heartache, "How could you be so foolish? Those three burly men were like wolves; how could you fight them?"

"Sister, when I saw they wanted to hurt you, I didn't care about anything else," I said. My mother looked at me worriedly, curled up and motionless, unaware that my eyes were secretly watching her toes change into various beautiful shapes as her weight shifted.

My mind wandered, imagining how wonderful it would be to soothe my mother's weary toes one by one by putting them in my mouth

. Suddenly, I heard my mother say, "Xiaoyu, how long do you think they'll keep us locked up?" "I don't know, but judging from the way they're acting, they won't let us out anytime soon," I said.

"Xiaoyu, why don't you pretend to give in and let them let you out first, then you call the police from outside and they'll come and rescue

me, what do you think?" my mother said. "No way, didn't you hear them say they bought the whole island? Besides, they're wary of me now, they definitely won't let me out alone," I said.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoyu, it's all my fault for dragging you into this," my mother said.

"Sister, please don't say that. Everything I did after leaving Nor Town with you was because I love you, so I never regret it. I'm only happy to have done so much for you."

"Hmm, Xiaoyu, you're so good to me," my mother said, moved. "When they were going to lock me up alone just now, I was terrified. But then you wanted to lock me up with you, and I realized that being locked up wasn't such a scary thing anymore, it was even a little... a little..." "

A little what?" I asked, puzzled.

"I won't say anymore," Mom chuckled playfully.

"Hehe, I know even if you don't say it, isn't it a little sweet? Sister, you still have a lot of feelings for me, I'm so happy." I stood up abruptly, facing Mom directly.

"Hmph, you get all excited over a little kindness, how vain of you," Mom laughed.

"Yes, sister, every bit of love you give me fills my heart with joy." I looked at Mom affectionately, slowly leaning forward.

Because Mom was standing on tiptoe, we were almost face to face. Mom shyly tried to back away, but there was nowhere to avoid it.

"Xiaoyu..." Mom was finally moved by my passionate affection. She closed her starry eyes slightly and tilted her pretty face up.

In this dimly lit basement, Mom and I kissed. My heart was filled with joy. When I was little, even when I kissed Mom, I only kissed her cheek. Now I was actually tasting Mom's soft, fragrant lips. This was something I never dreamed of before.

My tongue boldly invaded my mother's mouth, domineeringly tracing its path over her two rows of white, fine teeth, then entwining with her fragrant tongue, greedily seizing the nectar within. My mother gasped beneath my lips, her mouth trembling weakly, offering her all.

The kiss felt like it lasted an eternity. Our hands were bound, unable to embrace each other; only our lips and tongues, locked together, could keep from separating, making the long kiss even more sensual and stimulating.

Later, I realized my mother was unsteady, and maintaining this position was uncomfortable for her, so I reluctantly pulled away. As our lips parted, we saw the deep affection in each other's eyes. My mother lowered her head shyly.

To have won the heart of such a beautiful woman as my mother filled me with an overwhelming sense of gratitude. I leaned in again, kissing her peach-blossom-like face, proving I wasn't dreaming.

My mother was too shy to open her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling, revealing her inner joy and unease. She let me caress her, and when my lips occasionally brushed against hers, she would pout and give me a quick, fleeting kiss before pulling away. The way my mother blushed with love in her throes was utterly captivating.

I gradually kissed down her neck, following the beautiful tendons of her swan-like neck. Her clearly defined collarbones stirred my heart. Beyond that sensual line lay her full, rounded breasts. Just as

I was about to plunge into her broad embrace, she suddenly shifted her body, letting out a soft groan, "Xiaoyu, it hurts."

Startled, I quickly looked up and asked, "What's wrong, sister? Where does it hurt?"

"My leg cramped..." My mother winced in pain, biting her lower lip.

I wanted to slap myself. I'd been so focused on my own pleasure that I hadn't considered that my mother had been standing on tiptoe for so long—a position most prone to cramps.

I quickly squatted down and saw that my mother's left foot could no longer support her weight; it was painfully resting on her right foot. Her left big toe was curled up due to the cramp, while the other four toes were twisted downwards at an abnormal angle.

I knew this was a typical sign of a calf cramp. In a moment of inspiration, I suddenly lay down on the ground, letting my mother step on me. I then did a sit-up, squeezing my mother's foot between my thigh and abdominal muscles, pressing upwards as much as possible to fully relax her calf muscles.

I tried to maintain this position of contracting my abdomen and raising my leg, freeing my mother's foot from its prolonged tension. She couldn't help but groan, "Oh, that feels so good… Xiaoyu, thank you!"

My abdominal muscles were still tense, and I didn't dare to reply.

My mother noticed and quickly said, "That's enough, Xiaoyu, I'm fine now."

I finally breathed a sigh of relief and lay back down.

My mother's foot was still on my stomach. She felt very apologetic and said, "Xiaoyu, move it off. I'm fine now."

"Hehe, no way! I can't bear to see your foot suffer any more," I chuckled.

My mother looked at me gratefully. Just then, I looked up, and our eyes met in mid-air. This time, my mother didn't look away. Although she was above me and I was below her, it didn't stop us from gazing at each other affectionately.

"Sister, don't you think we're destined to be together? We've only known each other for two days, and we're already so close," I said

with a smile, trying to lighten the mood. "Hmm..." my mother responded softly, "I think so too. You saved me both times. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would have done."

"Sister, how are you going to thank me?" I teased.

"Hmph, you've already taken liberties with me, isn't that enough?" Mom scolded playfully.

"Enough, more than enough! Being so close to my sister's naked body for two days in a row, and even being able to kiss her, it's made all my years of unrequited love worthwhile," I chuckled.

Mom's face turned even redder, and she said, "Do you really like me that much?"

"Of course I do, I love my sister more than anything," I swore.

Mom shifted her body, both shy and delighted. Women in love love to hear such sweet words.

"Xiaoyu, turn over," Mom said.

"What, sister, I wasn't looking around," I said.

"Who's afraid you were looking around?" Mom realized her mistake as soon as she said it, and quickly said, "I was just worried that your stomach was too soft to support your weight, so I wanted you to use your back for support."

"Oh, hehe, I misunderstood," I laughed and turned over to lie on my stomach, letting Mom's feet step on my back. If my stomach was a little uncomfortable from bearing my mother's weight earlier, now it's pure bliss on my back. My mother's feet are gently rubbing against the bruises on my back from the earlier beatings, it feels so good.

"Oh... sister, this feels so good, um, here, a little higher, that's right... a little harder, a little harder, oh..." My mother's beautiful feet are rhythmically pressing on my back muscles and meridians, making me moan with pleasure.

"Xiaoyu, do you like this massage?"

"Yes, I love it so much!"

"Okay, I'll give you a back massage like this every day from now on, okay?"

"Oh, sister, if it really could be like that, I wouldn't trade it for a god." I was so excited that I wanted to turn over, but my mother stopped me and said, "Don't move, Xiaoyu, you're quite badly injured, your meridians are all a bit knotted, let me help you loosen your muscles."

"Okay, okay." I stopped moving and lay down on the ground, closing my eyes to enjoy the gentle massage of my mother's jade feet. My mother's toes pressed lightly and heavily on my slightly strained trapezius muscles, and I drifted off to sleep in comfort.

I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up, my mother had stopped massaging me, but her feet were still on my back. I suddenly thought that with my mother's hands hanging up like that, the blood circulation in her arms must be very poor, so I quickly asked, "Sister, are you awake?"

"Mmm." My mother responded groggily.

I struggled to stand up and saw that my mother had her head resting on her arms, dozing off. A pang of heartache shot through me. I asked, "Sister, is your arm very painful?"

Mom woke up, struggling to open her sleepy eyes, and said, "It feels completely numb."

I said, "Sister, let's go outside first."

"Okay." Mom was at a loss and let me decide.

I moved to the door, banged on it with my shoulder, and shouted, "Is anyone there? Open the door! Open the door quickly! Is anyone there!"

I shouted dozens of times, but no one answered. My own shouts echoed in my ears, buzzing. Mom woke up at this moment and said worriedly, "They haven't forgotten about us, have they?"

Although I was worried about her too, I didn't show it on my face. At this moment, I, as a man, was Mom's only hope. I moved back next to my mother and said, "Sister, let's think of a way to relax your arms. Hanging like this won't do." I thought for a moment and said, "I have an idea!" "

What is it?"

"You can ride on my neck, raising your body higher, and your arms will be more relaxed.

" "Will that really work?"

"Sister, I know you're shy, but we're not just friends anymore. For your health, don't worry about these little things," I said.

My mother softly hummed in agreement.

I turned my back to my mother, bent down, and her long legs spread open, clamping around my neck. I slowly stood up, raising her body considerably, and her arms finally relaxed.

"Ouch..." my mother cried out in pain. Her numb arms must have been pricking with needles, but being able to feel pain was a good thing. If it went on any longer, the blood flow to her arms would be poor, and the blood vessels and muscles would atrophy, which would be troublesome.

My mother was trembling with pain, and my heart ached. I could only turn my head and kiss her thigh while comforting her, "Sister, bear with it, it'll be alright in a little while."

After a long while, my mother gasped for breath, and her body gradually calmed down.

I knew she was exhausted, so I didn't disturb her and let her rest.

After another long while, my mother finally spoke, "It's alright, Xiaoyu, it's alright now. It really hurt so much just now."

"Yeah, it'll be better now," I said.

"But this isn't a solution. Aren't you getting more tired carrying me like this?" my mother said.

"Yeah, it's not tiring," I said. Actually, it wasn't tiring at all; it felt quite comfortable. My mother's naked lower body was straddling my neck, and I could vaguely feel her soft labia against my neck bone. Her fluffy pubic hair was also lightly brushing against my neck, sending shivers of electric shocks through my body.

Mom realized the awkwardness of the position, but she couldn't back away. To maintain her balance, she could only lean forward, her legs tightly crossed around my neck.

After a while, Mom suddenly started to wriggle on my back. I could clearly feel her labia majora rubbing against my neck. My heart pounded. Was Mom aroused?

I heard Mom say with difficulty, "Xiaoyu... put me down first."

"Okay." I agreed verbally, but didn't move. I thought I couldn't miss this opportunity.

"Hurry up, Xiaoyu, I... I can't hold it in." Mom spread her legs, trying to get off me.

I suddenly realized and asked, "Sister, are you having a small or a big one?"

"It's a small one, hurry up." Mom was getting anxious.

"Oh." Not wanting to embarrass Mom too much, I slowly squatted down, leaned forward, and let Mom spread her legs and move her hips away from my neck.

My movements were slow. "Oh..." Mom probably couldn't hold back any longer. Just as her hips moved to my shoulders, urine gushed out, splashing onto my back. Mom couldn't control her bladder sphincter anymore and cried out in alarm, "Xiaoyu, get away!"

Mom was urinating on my back! My mind went blank, and I completely forgot to dodge. Mom's scalding urine gushed over my back. Oh, I had just enjoyed Mom's foot massage tonight, and now I was receiving Mom's holy water. How blissful my back was! It

felt like a long time had passed, and Mom was still urinating. Perhaps seeing that it was too late, Mom stopped moving, giving up completely. She just spread her legs and put them on my shoulders, her vulva facing my back, urinating without restraint.

Urinating on her lover whom she had only known for less than two days, although it was out of necessity, Mom must have been extremely ashamed and angry at this moment. I calmed myself down and said casually, "Sister, the rope on my hands got wet and seems to have loosened."

Mom didn't answer. She finished urinating, her sphincter contracting and relaxing, releasing the remaining urine onto my back. After she finished, I stood up again. Her vulva was still wet, her damp labia pressed against my neck. She didn't flinch; her legs dangled across my chest.

I thought, "Oh no, Mom must be angry with me." I was terrified, thinking that if I couldn't give a good explanation, Mom would never forgive me.

Just now, a large amount of my mother's urine had flowed down my back, accumulating around my bound wrists. The ropes, soaked in water, were indeed less tight. I rubbed my wrists up and down, straining against the ropes, thinking this was my only excuse. If I could break free, I could atone for my sins.

Whether it was the power of my mother's urine or the potential that suddenly surfaced in my panic, I actually managed to loosen the ropes! The rest was easy. I hooked my fingers, pulled hard, and snapped the loop of rope, the rest coming off naturally.

"Hehe," I chuckled, slightly moving my slightly numb wrists. I slowly lowered my mother's legs, raised my hands to her face, and said, "Look, sister, I really got it off!"

A flicker of joy crossed my mother's eyes, then she turned her head away in shame and indignation, refusing to look at me. I didn't dare delay. I pushed over the low cabinet next to me, stood on it, and untied the ropes from my mother's wrists. Her hands were finally free.

I stopped. Mom rubbed her wrists, which were red and swollen from being tied up, but didn't say anything. I mustered up my courage and took her wrist, gently stroking it. Mom struggled slightly but didn't pull away, so she let me hold it.

I said with a forced smile, "Sister, this time it really wasn't intentional. We only got the ropes wet by accident, which is why we were able to get free. It's actually a good thing, so please don't be angry with me anymore. I won't do it again, okay?"

"You dare to do it again!" Mom glared at me with her almond-shaped eyes. I quickly said, "No, absolutely not!" Seeing my panicked look, Mom couldn't help but chuckle. This chuckle was like ice thawing, and a small crisis vanished.

I secretly broke out in a cold sweat. I had been too reckless this time. Although my relationship with Mom had progressed rapidly, it was still far from the point where she could urinate in front of me. If I hadn't accidentally untied the ropes this time, I really wouldn't know how to make amends.

Seeing me staring at her blankly, Mom blushed and turned away, crossing her arms. "Xiaoyu," she said, "we need to think of a way out quickly!"

Damn it, I'd finally escaped, and now I was naked in this secret room with Mom. If I could just squeeze her firm buttocks so close to my face, and then hug her tightly for a while, maybe… my mouth was watering.

"Hurry up and think of something, Xiaoyu!" Mom stomped her foot angrily, knowing I was watching.

I composed myself. Having learned my lesson, I dared not act recklessly now. I'd deal with everything after we got out; Mom would be mine eventually anyway.

I went behind the door, pounded on it, and called out, but no one answered. I sat back down on the low cabinet, dejected. My mother, still with her hands clasped to her chest, stood gracefully to the side and said, "Xiaoyu, look over there."

"Hmm." I followed her gaze and saw a square block, about a meter in size, embedded very tightly in the wall where the cabinet had been, as if it had been drawn on the wall itself.

I immediately perked up and leaned closer. There were two small holes at one end of the block, just big enough to insert my fingers. I tried to move it, but it wouldn't budge. So I took a deep breath, focused my energy, and using the other side of the block as a pivot, pulled hard—and it moved!

I was overjoyed. Holding my breath, I pulled towards the pivot, and with a creaking sound, the small door made of this large iron block was finally opened. The iron door opened silently, revealing a dark, gaping hole behind it, like the gaping maw of a ferocious beast. My mother and I looked at each other, speechless.

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