【The mother who has fallen into despair】(2)

My mother hasn't been in good spirits these past few days. She took a few days off from school and stayed home, unwilling to go out.

Sometimes she would secretly sob, which my father didn't see; I overheard it by chance. My father thought it was early menopause

and didn't pay much attention. Ever since I overheard our neighbor, Old Zhang, raping my mother, I've been

a bit obsessed. I toss and turn at night, unable to sleep, imagining every

detail of Old Zhang's abuse of my mother from the conversations and moans I heard. My mother's breasts are so beautiful; Old Zhang must have really liked them. I imagine

the feeling of , and after ejaculating, I would fall into a deep sleep in satisfied weakness.
Time is passing, and my mother's condition is slowly improving, probably because Old Zhang hasn't bothered

her these past few days. Although she still seems a bit depressed, at least she's laughing and talking more. She should have forgotten

this nightmare, keeping it deep in her heart, something only heaven and earth know, she knows, Old Zhang knows, and of course, what my mother doesn't know

is that I also know… to a certain extent, I am the instigator. But I think Lao Zhang won't forget that moment when

he ejaculated on my mother's soft breasts, a surge of bio-electric waves

rushed neighbor Wang Yujuan, whom he had longed for and yearned for, the excitement of finally having her must have reached its peak.

This mature woman he suddenly obtained must be like opium, nagging at his very core these past few days. He must

be plotting to have sex again. To say he used the photo to save his life, and that he would just masturbate to it at night and

stop there, is a lie.
So, these past few days, I've been following my mother whenever I have free time, even disrupting my classes. I think that if Lao Zhang does anything

rash, I can protect my mother, but subconsciously, I despise this thought.

Yes, I hope to see my mother succumb to Lao Zhang's coercion and enticement again—yes, I want to see it for real,

of course, only through peeping.
Today, my mother got off work a little early, probably because she didn't have any classes tonight. She was wearing a long down coat,

black cotton stockings that accentuated her rather long legs, and medium-heeled apricot shoes. This youthful outfit

would definitely make some of the students at school who were into mature women drool.
I followed my mom from a distance, about 50 meters behind. I only ran a few steps when she entered the stairwell.

Old Zhang seemed to have disappeared these past few days, which felt quite strange. I hoped to see something today, I

told myself silently. I estimated that my mom had reached the third floor, so I tiptoed to the second floor, counting the 13 clicks of her

high heels on the stairs.
"Squeak," it sounded like the door opened. No, my mom had just reached the door, how could it open so quickly?

Could it be Dad? Or...? My heart instantly started racing, and my blood boiled. Suddenly, I heard

footsteps, like two people pulling at each other. I could faintly hear my mother's suppressed gasp, "Don't do this, this

is my door! My husband is coming back."
"Yujuan, please, come sit with me." It was indeed Old Zhang!
Then, a loud bang as the door slammed shut, and silence fell over the upstairs. I rushed upstairs, looking at the closed doors of both my house and Old

Zhang's . I tried to listen to my door, but there was no sound. I quickly

went to Old Zhang's door, and sure enough, I could hear suppressed squabbling and gasps coming from inside—both my mother's and Old Zhang's voices.
"Brother Zhang, please, let me go. I can't face anyone like this anymore."
"I waited for you at the school gate yesterday, why didn't you answer me? I love you so much, please give in to me one more time."
"Didn't I tell you on the phone that last time was just bad luck, that we had nothing to do with each other anymore, and you agreed?"

Mom sobbed. I instantly understood why Mom had been so much better these past few days; she had made a deal with Lao Zhang

to stop harassing her. It seemed Lao Zhang

couldn't resist the urge to seduce her and broke his promise. The sound of clothes being torn came from the room, followed by the sounds of spitting. I didn't know where Lao Zhang was licking Mom, but my penis

instantly hardened—not just the hardness I get when watching porn, but a bulge that made my jeans tremble.
Wang
Yujuan was numb. She thought the nightmare of last month was over.

After , she gradually tried to forget the humiliation on her own sofa and return

to the peaceful life she had cultivated for years. But just as she was starting to feel better, Lao Zhang dragged her to his house. His thin sweater was roughly

pulled up , and with a "rip," his bra was violently torn. Lao Zhang wrapped his arms around her waist and immediately

began kissing her breasts passionately. Her mother felt a tingling, itchy sensation in her breasts. Her hands involuntarily

clenched slightly, unsure where to put them. Usually, when Xiao Feng did this, she would gently place them on her shoulders. Today,

the tingling sensation in her breasts was far more intense than Xiao Feng's technique. The humiliation in her heart couldn't suppress her physical reaction;

her body trembled slightly, and her lower body contracted slightly.
Her mother knew this was her usual reaction when she wanted something. She knew she couldn't escape it today

. Two tears silently streamed down her face. Old Zhang was indeed a man of "hidden talent," unassuming in

appearance but incredibly skilled. He was excited but not rough, sucking and licking her breasts with vigorous movements that didn't cause his mother pain,

only an itchy, ant-like sensation. He quickly pulled his mother back from the abyss of rape, though she

was still crying and slightly resisting, her body trembling more and more violently.
Old Zhang probed into his mother's pubic area, finding her vagina already wet, and

waved his finger in front of her.
"Juan, you're already wet," he said, sucking on his finger. His mother felt a chill.

Old Zhang dragged his mother to the sofa, rummaged through the cabinet and pulled out a bottle of rose essential oil. He then pulled her

shirt off her head and poured the oil onto her breasts. There was a bit too much, and his mother hurriedly held it up,

afraid of dripping it on her pants and being seen by her husband and son. "That's right." Old Zhang grabbed his mother's hand and began kneading

her breasts, spreading the essential oil evenly. Meanwhile, he unbuckled his belt, pulling out his already erect

penis and waving it in front of her.
Actually, when his mother involuntarily recalled her humiliating experience, it wasn't all tears;

there was also a subconscious excitement. However, her long-term life as a dutiful wife and mother made her unwilling to admit it. The excitement came from

Old Zhang 's technique and the large penis before her. His mother closed her eyes, but couldn't hide

the illusory image of the waving penis before her.
She felt her heart pounding even harder. Last month, when that penis forcefully pierced her already

overflowing vagina, did it quench her long-suppressed, unconscious desires with a bucket of sweet spring water, opening a

Pandora's box? Her mother dared not think about it… so she closed her eyes, unable to face it.
Old Zhang thrust his penis towards her mother's mouth, squeezing it perfectly into her slightly open mouth.
"Mmm…" Her mother was immediately speechless, trying to pull her head back but Old Zhang pressed it down, opening her eyes and pleadingly

looking at him.
"Juan, I know you like it, so please kiss it for me," her mother pleaded, drool already flowing from her mouth

. Old Zhang pulled out his penis and pulled his mother up. "Come on, Juan, give me a blowjob!" He forcefully made

his mother sit on the edge of the sofa, forcing her to move her hands up and down her breasts. Her breasts

, like two soft dough balls, completely enveloped his large penis. Her nipples, whether from the cold or

excitement were erect and glistening with oil. The lubricating oil was excellent, and Zhang let out a series of pleasurable moans.
His mother looked at her hands, which had held chalk and textbooks her whole life, now holding her breasts and

swaying them on a penis that wasn't her husband's. The penis was bulging with veins, especially the glans,

which gleamed . In this respect alone, Zhang was indeed impressive.
Well, she thought, "I'll just consider it a time I was fucked by my husband." She closed her eyes, hoping Zhang would finish quickly.
"Juan, your breasts are absolutely gorgeous, I love them." Old Zhang gently supported his mother's shoulders, feeling

the tight, stimulating sensation in his lower body. This stimulation was even more intense than penetrating Wang Yujuan's vagina.
"Juan, you're wet down there too, let me relieve you," Old Zhang said, helping his mother up and pulling down

her pants and underwear, leaving them hanging around her ankles. Old Zhang's hand scooped up her vagina; it

was overflowing with clear fluid. His mother, humiliated, dared not look any longer, verbally protesting but unable to resist her physical

urges . Am I really such a slut? Old Zhang continued to press his mother down on the sofa and began to masturbate her. Her vagina

was positioned on the armrest of the sofa, and the rough fabric began to rub against her as her upper body moved. A surge of intense pleasure

instantly reached his mother's head, and she let out a soft moan.
"Yujuan, you're not behaving yourself," Old Zhang, an experienced hand, immediately noticed something amiss and teased. Hearing the teasing sounds coming from inside, I gently stroked my genitals to calm myself down. Masturbating in front of my own home—being caught isn't exactly something to be proud of. "
Oh , Juan, harder...faster..." "Your breasts are so soft, I'm so jealous of your husband." I heard Lao Zhang's groans from inside, but not my mother's. Judging from the sounds, it seemed Lao Zhang had already penetrated her. Why wasn't my mother's voice heard ? At least she would have groaned a few times. Was it breast sex? I immediately dismissed the idea. No, my mother wouldn't cooperate with Lao Zhang in that kind of sexual act. "Oh, Juan, you're so good, faster...faster, ah..." came Lao Zhang's somewhat unrestrained shouts from inside. He must have ejaculated. Then my mother let out a startled scream. I wondered where he ejaculated. Just then, I heard footsteps coming upstairs. I turned around and, damn it, Dad was already at the top of the stairs! I was so engrossed I hadn't even noticed. I quickly pulled my bag down to cover my crotch. "Why aren't you home? What are you eavesdropping at Uncle Zhang's door? That's so rude," Dad said in a low voice. "Oh, nothing. I just came up and heard Uncle Zhang's phone ringtone. I was trying to figure out what tune it was, so I'll download it later." "Why didn't you just knock and ask?" "Okay, never mind, let's go home." I awkwardly tugged at Dad, opened the door, and let him go in first. "Yujuan," Dad called, but there was no response. "Mom's not back yet. She said she didn't have class today," I said, quickly dialing Mom's number, afraid Dad would call first. The phone rang for a while before being answered. "Mom, when are you coming back? I'm starving!" I heard a flustered voice and the sound of running water on the other end of the line. "Uh, almost there, on my way, I'll be there soon." Mom sounded clearly flustered. After hanging up, I was still excited, wondering where Mom was washing herself and where Lao Zhang had ejaculated. At dinner, Mom seemed to have no appetite, picking at her food and remaining silent. She even went to the bathroom a few times to dry heave, but nothing came up. She explained that she felt nauseous from what she ate at school at noon. "There's a promotion opening at the company, for the head of the business department. I have a good chance, but Zhu Jiu is my boss , and his opinion is very important," Dad said between bites. Mom seemed unresponsive until Dad nudged her, startling her awake. "What did you say?" "What's wrong with you these past few days? Should we go to the hospital for a checkup?" … The next day, at the China University of Political Science and Law, Economics and Management Research Office. Wang Yujuan was preparing her lesson when her iPhone suddenly rang . She glanced at the message, then quickly grabbed the phone and hid it under the table, as if afraid someone would see it . "Our beloved Teacher Wang, what are you looking at so mysteriously?" A loud laugh suddenly rang out behind her, startling her so much she almost dropped her phone. Without turning around, she knew it was Vice Dean Jin Xi. "Dean Jin, you scared me to death, didn't you?" Her mother, suppressing her fear of being discovered, joked . Jin Xi, in his fifties, was the Vice Dean of the School of Economics and Management. He wore glasses, was thin, and had slightly graying hair . He was usually very forthright and had indeed helped her mother a lot. With him around, her mother's year-end grades were consistently good, so he was a reliable support for her. "Oh, right, Dean Jin has some urgent business to attend to, so Teacher Liu will be covering the afternoon classes." "Hey, Xiao Wang, wait a minute! I said, just tell me if you need any help. You seem so distracted lately, unlike your usual self!" Mom felt a warmth in her heart. Whenever Jin Xi showed concern, he always called her Xiao Wang, just like when she first arrived, like an older brother.

"What could be wrong? It's just some messy stuff caused by relatives. It's not worth bothering you, old lady," Mom said with a smile

, waving to Jinxi before leaving.
…
… From the moment Jinxi saw Wang Yujuan secretly looking at her phone, his heart had been pounding. Just now, peeking through the gap in

Wang Yujuan 's arm, he saw a nude photo—more precisely

, a semi-nude photo of a woman reclining on a sofa. The expression was strikingly similar to Wang Yujuan's, and her trembling hands at the time spoke

volumes .
Although the iPhone screen wasn't large, he could see the woman's breasts, like papayas,

swaying with her body, like ripe, abundant fruit, tugging at Jinxi's heart. "Could this photo

really be of Wang Yujuan? And who took it?" It couldn't possibly be her husband. They'd been married for so long;

given Wang Yujuan's personality, she probably wouldn't do something like this. Thinking this, he followed Wang Yujuan as she hurried out the door, and seeing her

heading towards the north gate of the school, he quickly followed.
From afar, Jin Xi saw Wang Yujuan walking down the street carrying a bag. She looked around for a while in front of the Haiming Digital Hotel,

and finding no one following her, went inside. Jin Xi stubbed out his cigarette and followed her in.
To be honest, Jin Xi was quite familiar with the hotel owner. Because it was a decent hotel, whenever

guests from the Normal University came to stay, Jin Xi would usually arrange accommodation there. Sometimes, Jin Xi would also arrange for a young woman to come ,

pretending she was from another school visiting for inspection. But judging by her heavy makeup, she was probably a prostitute—a clandestine arrangement

, everyone knew the truth, yet Jin Xi acted as if it were a legitimate job.
Besides, why would you book a 218 yuan classic round bed room when people are visiting for inspection, and they'd be there

discussing work for hours before leaving? So, privately, everyone always mocked Dean Jin.
As soon as the patron arrived, the waiter immediately poured tea, and the boss came over to offer cigarettes and exchange a few pleasantries: "Brother Jin,

why did you come in person? Couldn't you have just called?"
"Well, a few guests have arrived. Although we don't know if they'll stay here, I had to book rooms first."

Jin Xi didn't rush to make any definitive statements, intending to subtly extract information. As he spoke, he glanced at the waiter's monitor and

saw Wang Yujuan appear on the second floor, checking room numbers. It seemed someone had already booked a room for her.
"Hehe, just let me know, and I'll definitely reserve it for you."
"Alright, then reserve two rooms for me on the second floor." Jin Xi casually gave two room numbers, guessing they were right

next to the one Wang Yujuan had entered.
"Dean Jin, someone checked into room 2046 this afternoon. Should we change rooms?"
"Sure, 2048 it is then, yes, the one next door." Jin Xi felt his hands trembling slightly. He was certain

Wang Yujuan had gone to 2046. He didn't know who she was meeting, only that the beautiful-breasted Teacher Wang he had always coveted

must have some unspeakable secret. He wanted to know, he wanted to get involved, he wanted to

hold those dream breasts in his hands and play with them carefully…
Jin Xi glanced at his watch; it was around 2 PM. Wang Yujuan had been inside for ten minutes. After finishing a

cigarette, Jin Xi got up, took the room key from the waiter, and went upstairs to room 2048. Passing by 2046, he

deliberately pretended to have mistaken the room, tapping the key on the door of 2046 for a while, listening intently to

the sounds inside.
But he couldn't hear anything. Jin Xi knew the layout well; it was a fairly large suite.

The bathroom , and the bedroom was just around the corner. It was about 35 square meters, and the soundproofing was excellent.
"Ah!" Just as he was getting annoyed and about to end the performance and go to 2048, a sharp female voice faintly

echoed in the room. Yes, it wasn't a hallucination; it was Wang Yujuan's voice.
This didn't seem like a private affair, but rather rape? Jin Xi was confused. How could he interpret that scream—

resistance, excitement? The stimulation of sex hormones had already distorted his brain. Instantly, he felt

a surge of , something he hadn't experienced in years. Several years ago, he and his wife had separated, feeling that their sex

life had lost all its appeal.
He had a particular fondness for mature, somewhat conservative women like Wang Yujuan, enjoying

the grotesque pleasure of having her tranquil, water-like demeanor violently shattered. So much so that in the dead of night, he would often look at

photos of Wang Yujuan from school activities and fantasize about various encounters, being coerced, being locked in a dark room, being blindfolded.

He imagined Wang Yujuan's breasts, tightly encased in a bra, bouncing out as the bra was torn open, being kneaded into various shapes

by him , Wang Yujuan crying helplessly, pleading pitifully…
For this reason, he secretly bought many sexy lingerie online, each time fantasizing about Wang Yujuan wearing them, in all sorts of alluring ways.

At these moments, he was no longer the generous and open-minded vice-dean in public, but a lewd old man. His

already weakened 11-centimeter-long penis would always get erect, vomiting yellowish semen like a powerless drunkard

.
His ears were practically one with the walls of 2048, but he still couldn't hear anything. Only then did he

realize how effective the soundproofing of the Haiwei Hotel was, leaving him utterly exasperated.
He had no other choice, he thought, and resolutely walked out of his room to the cleaning room around the corner.

He knocked , and the cleaning lady who opened the door seemed very impatient.
"Hey, ma'am, I've locked my room card inside. Can you open it for me?" Based on past experience,

Jin Xi knew the cleaning lady had a master key; this time, he could only hope she was slow to react.
"You're so lazy! Go downstairs and ask a waiter."
"Fine, it's just a matter of lifting a finger!"
"Forget it, you're so annoying," the cleaning lady, unable to withstand Jin Xi's nagging, followed him towards room 2046.

Jin Xi's legs were already trembling; he prayed the cleaning lady would continue to be slow and not make a sound when opening the door,

otherwise his reputation would be ruined (unaware that he already had a bad reputation among the waiters).
A university vice-dean sneaking into someone else's hotel room—what kind of behavior is that! But for Wang Yujuan, he was willing to take

the risk; at this moment, his lower body had completely taken control of his brain.
A soft "hiss" sounded, and before the cleaning lady could even open the door, Jin Xi quickly

took the doorknob from her. "Thank you, thank you, I need to pee, I need to pee!"
"Tch," the cleaning lady scoffed, turning and walking away.
Calming his agitated emotions, Jin Xi quietly pushed open the door. In that instant, he had already considered various

possible responses. At worst, he could say he'd entered the wrong room, back out, and simultaneously seize Wang Yujuan's weakness

to force her to submit. He was even somewhat curious about who this man was, capable of breaching Wang Yujuan's formidable

defenses of chastity.
But he overlooked one crucial point. As he half-closed the door and turned the corner, he was

stunned by what he saw. By the window, a not-so-burly figure—a gray-haired man around 50 years old—was

forcefully , making loud slapping sounds. The woman was covered by the first layer of brownish-yellow curtains, her body hidden,

only her trembling legs visible, emitting muffled moans. No wonder the person inside

hadn't . Could this woman be Wang Yujuan? From this angle, it's impossible to tell if she's wearing a shirt or not.

She's facing the glass, and anyone outside could see her just by looking up! He wondered

what expression she had on her face as she looked out the window. Knowing Wang Yujuan as he did, he figured she'd try her best to appear calm and enjoy the view.
The man's hands reached forward, seemingly grabbing the woman's breasts, or perhaps pressing her against

the windowsill, while he cried out, "Ah, so soft, Yujuan, I love you so much..." Now it was Jin Xi's turn to

be at a loss. He didn't want to go out, but he couldn't stand there, afraid they'd discover him if they turned around. He

tiptoed into the bathroom, planning to escape when the man finished.
Wang Yujuan was indeed as Jin Xi expected. Although no one below the Haiwei Hotel looked up

, if someone did, they would only see a quiet, elegant woman leaning against the window, looking at the scenery. Although she

was making muffled noises, her face remained largely unchanged, except for the occasional sudden, forceful leaning

forward and the tear tracks at the corners of her eyes.
She had indeed succumbed. From the moment she entered the room until now, Old Zhang hadn't shown her any photos to threaten her;

she had been manipulated the entire time. From kneeling on the bed being forced to perform oral sex by Old Zhang, her tears mixed with saliva, soaking

his large penis and dripping onto her breasts, only fueling his desire. Not yet satisfied, he pulled her to the window and

brutally penetrated her from behind again. She only offered token resistance; her body seemed to have adapted to Old Zhang's

penis, opening and closing in response, contracting. She didn't notice a phone sticking out from the bathroom,

taking several photos as she pulled back halfway...
Suddenly, Old Zhang sped up, his erect penis rubbing against her with increased speed. Her already well-lubricated vagina

spasmed slightly. "Ah...ah...it hurts," Wang Yujuan began to moan unconsciously. Old Zhang pulled her back from

the window , perhaps afraid her exaggerated expression would attract attention, and made her press her hands onto the coffee table beside the bed

, continuing his attack from behind.
Her draped top slipped down, and with Old Zhang's thrusts, her breasts began to sway back and forth like two

water-filled balloons. Jin Xi's eyes widened.
"Ah...ah...it hurts so much...slow down," her mother clearly couldn't take the pace anymore and began to cry

and beg for mercy . Old Zhang seemed to ignore her, continuing his vigorous thrusting.
"Ah, Juan, I'm almost there!" With a shout, Old Zhang forcefully ejaculated onto his mother's back... In that

instant, Old Zhang lost his senses, while his mother, having just experienced an orgasm, remained relatively conscious. She vaguely heard

a thud , but when she subconsciously turned around, she couldn't see anything; it was probably a hallucination.
At 2:40 AM, after being tormented by Old Zhang in this room for 40 minutes, Wang Yujuan, with Old Zhang's help,

weakly put on her clothes. Before leaving, she looked at Old Zhang earnestly and said, "You promised me, this is the last time

."
Her phone rang as she was leaving. She intended to ignore it, but it stubbornly rang again. She was almost

downstairs . Taking out her phone, she saw it was Jin Xi.
"Hello, Dean Jin..."
"Hello, Xiao Wang, it's me. Are you downstairs? I'm next door, come over for a moment."
"Boom!" At that moment, a storm raged in her mother's mind. She clearly understood, but

refused to believe it.
"Dean Jin, stop joking, I'm home." Mom forced a smile, suppressing her shock

.
"Yujuan, come over, I'm waiting for you, 2048," Jin Xi hung up the phone with unusual calm, but his voice

sounded trembling.
Mom almost collapsed at the bottom of the stairs. She couldn't believe Jin Xi was next door. Had he been

following her? What had he overheard? Those were people from her school! If word got out, her

reputation would be ruined. She instinctively thought of those teachers being secretly filmed online, her heart

sinking .
Moreover, the Jin Xi on the phone was almost a different person, unlike the usual cheerful and magnanimous Dean Jin; instead,

he seemed to be calmly confronting her.
Almost entirely by willpower, she nervously made her way to 2048. Passing 2046, she instinctively quickened her pace. What if

Old Zhang came out and saw her go back into 2048? Would he think she was prostituting herself? The mother

gave wry smile to her own bitter humor and gently knocked on the door of 2048.
The door wasn't closed. Hesitantly, she pushed it open and went in. She saw Jin Xi sitting on the sofa by the bed,

legs crossed . He smiled at her as a greeting, though she didn't notice his

leg trembling beneath the bed.
"Jin...Dean Jin," the mother called out instinctively, feeling that Jin Xi seemed different today, unlike his

usual . A moment of silence fell over the room as both waited for the other to speak first.
"Who is that man?" Jin Xi finally spoke, rubbing his hands together and subtly adjusting his

slightly bulging shirt.
"You saw everything?"
"Xiao Wang, you guys are too careless. It's easy to be seen from the window like that. If someone sees you, it'll all be

over!"
A buzzing sound went through her mind. Hearing this, Wang Yujuan felt the strength that had supported her as she walked through the door

vanish instantly. She finally realized that the sound of Old Zhang ejaculating on her back at the door wasn't a hallucination. Her bag was gone.

A sob escaped her lips, and she collapsed weakly to the floor, covering her face with her hands. After a long while, she finally managed to sob, tears

streaming down her face.
"That's not true, I was forced..." the mother cried between sobs. "Jin-ge, please,

don't tell anyone, give me a way out."
"I won't tell, you know, seeing you like that just now broke my heart." Jin Xi walked

over, squatted down, pulled the mother into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "Yujuan, it really breaks my heart

."
Hearing this, the mother instinctively stopped sobbing and turned to look at Jin Xi. His expression was like that of

a vampire in a horror movie, trembling as he spoke to a living person, revealing extreme longing.

The mother was a little scared and instinctively tried to break free, but he held her even tighter.
"Yujuan, I really like you so much," Jin Xi breathed heavily, his lips beginning to kiss the mother's neck. He wrapped

his arms around her and began to grope inside her shirt.
"Dean Jin, please don't do this." The mother had completely recovered from her earlier breakdown,

replaced by terror. She was afraid that she had just climbed out of one quagmire only to fall into another.
Seeing Dean Jin, who was usually so kind at school, in this state filled her with instinctive fear. If

Old Zhang's rape had felt like a challenge to ethics, the second time had given her

a taste of the sexual happiness she couldn't get from her husband. But now, Jin Xi only felt fear. She tried to push him away but couldn't.

Despite his slender appearance, Jin Xi possessed an astonishing strength, leaving her no choice but to let him continue.
Jin Xi's hand slipped inside Wang Yujuan's cardigan, easily unhooking her bra. He began to roughly

rub her, then pushed her to the floor.
Unlike Old Zhang's rhythmic kneading, which gradually brought her to a climax, Jin Xi had a peculiar

fetish for breasts. He pressed himself against Wang Yujuan, his hands inside her bosom, kneading her breasts like dough,

making gurgling noises, his expression one of fanaticism as he looked at his mother. Wang Yujuan's breasts, which had been kneaded by Old Zhang for so long,

began to ache, and she couldn't help but groan.
"Ah... Dean Jin, if you don't stop, I'm going to scream for help," her mother said, her voice trembling with tears.
"Scream then, don't do this, Yujuan. You don't want them to see the photos on my phone, do you? That doesn't look like

coercion. Oh, and there's a video too. In it, you're yelling 'Hurry up,' not 'No!',"

Jin Xi said with a wicked, lewd grin, completely unrestrained.
With the evidence in hand, Jin Xi's hidden, distorted psychology was fully unleashed. From childhood,

he had suffered endless ridicule from classmates because of his short penis. He secretly tried various methods to force it to grow, but his penis remained small, white, and delicate.

This caused him to be afraid to shower in public after starting school and to avoid pursuing girls, fearing further mockery.
Later, through his own efforts, he finally became the dean. During the day, he was respected by teachers, wielding power, and

secretly felt a surge of pride, believing he had finally escaped his distorted inferiority complex. Only at night, facing his wife who

had lamented her for decades, did he suffer unbearably, to the point that he didn't want to go home.
This distorted fetish erupted the moment he succeeded with Wang Yujuan. At that moment, he felt he

no longer needed to consider attraction or sexual ability; what he held in his hand was enough to turn Wang Yujuan into a docile

lamb.
Sure enough, upon hearing his words, Wang Yujuan's struggling body instantly went limp. She closed her eyes, and

two lines of clear tears silently streamed down her cheeks. Wang Yujuan realized that the ethical peace she had maintained for decades was gone forever after

Old Zhang 's coercion. Each fall into the abyss had robbed her of the courage to resist; she only

hoped the darkness would last a little longer.
Seeing Wang Yujuan's lack of reaction, Jin Xi's smile deepened. He lowered his head and pressed his tongue to Wang Yujuan's lips,

forcefully trying to pry open her mother's teeth. Wang Yujuan offered little resistance, letting Jin Xi do as he pleased.
Their lips met, and she could only weakly twist her body, lifting her leg slightly

, letting out muffled sounds

of rejection due to shortness of breath. Jin Xi roughly kissed Wang Yujuan's neck and earlobe, making smacking sounds.
"No...be gentle...don't leave a mark," her mother finally spoke, terrified of being

marked and unable to explain herself to Xiao Feng later.
“If you don’t want any marks, you have to cooperate. You can’t just lie there like a dead person,” Jinxi said

, lifting her mother’s sweater. Since her bra was already unhooked, Wang Yujuan’s two full

breasts were completely exposed to Jinxi, whose eyes widened instantly.
Perhaps due to her quiet and abstinent nature, her mother’s breasts were very well-maintained. Although a 36C size wasn’t large,

they were very white, and the nipples hadn’t darkened like those of typical middle-aged women, but rather had a natural rosy hue. The areolas

hadn’t spread out, resembling two white dough balls swaying on her chest. Aside from being slightly soft, Wang Yujuan’s

breasts were exquisite, which was what Old Zhang couldn’t forget.
Jin Xi clearly couldn't resist the temptation either. He had a penchant for mature women, and often secretly watched

Japanese adult films late at night. But in his eyes, Wang Yujuan was a thousand times better. Even if a woman acted

convincingly in a film, she was still inherently promiscuous. This woman, however, with her dignified and gentle nature, was undeniably

being forced into it. Her tears and her forced submission excited him intensely.
This time, he didn't roughly knead her breasts. Instead, he held them like precious jewels in his hands,

gently inhaling their scent. Perhaps because they hadn't been washed after being kissed by Lao Zhang, the nipples carried a faint

smell of saliva mixed with the laundry detergent from her bra, further stimulating Jin Xi's senses. He opened his mouth and took one

in , sucking from the nipple like a noodle, "slurping" in half of it, then spitting it out,

repeating the cycle.
Wang Yujuan had given up resisting. Because her sweater was pulled up, her arms were spread wide,

allowing Jin Xi to do as he pleased. She stopped crying then, but she didn't cry out when Jin Xi kissed her painfully.
"Ah... a little gentler... it hurts," her breasts were already numb with pain. She

closed her eyes trying not to think about what was happening before her eyes. She wanted to imagine other things to make time pass faster,

but then Old Zhang's image appeared in her mind, and she remembered the gentle, spring-like feeling when he kissed her breasts.

She felt a strange mix of disgust and inability to resist, a faint excitement creeping in.

Suddenly Jin Xi, his hands already roaming over her upper body.
"Damn it, what's wrong with me? Why am I even thinking about doing it with Lao Zhang?" Wang Yujuan mentally uttered

one of the few curses she ever uttered.
At this point, Jin Xi had completely taken control, treating Wang Yujuan as his plaything. Instead of rushing in

like a child devouring candy, he acted like a widower who had just acquired a treasure,

slowly lifting the red cloth covering her. He gently removed Wang Yujuan's sweater and her half-hanging bra,

revealing her fair, delicate upper body. Wang Yujuan closed her eyes weakly,

her upper body trembling slightly with shame or helplessness.
Today, Mom was wearing rather fitted brown pants, which, after Jinxi's rough handling, had slipped down

a bit, revealing the edge of her pink panties. Jinxi lay on Mom's stomach, kissing her still flat

belly, while gently starting to undo her belt.
"No..." Mom's hands gripped the belt, her tightly closed eyes opening. Although she knew she was doomed, she

still instinctively resisted; after all, her lower body was her most precious part, both before and after being violated by

Old Zhang .
"Yujuan, don't be shy, I'll make you feel good." Jinxi, who in his life had never dared to say such things even to prostitutes because of his

sexual prowess , fearing ridicule, now held the power of life and death, speaking without restraint.
He pried open Wang Yujuan's already hesitant hands, skillfully loosening the belt buckle. Jinxi moved

slowly, unzipping his pants and starting to pull down Mom's pants. Soon, Wang Yujuan was only wearing pink panties.

Mom instinctively squeezed her legs together, making the scene even more alluring.
Jinxi grabbed his mother's legs and gently parted them. Perhaps because of the disturbance caused by Lao Zhang,

her mons pubis was already soaked with vaginal fluid, with a few pubic hairs peeking out. Jinxi

couldn't resist leaning in, greedily inhaling the scent, a satisfied expression on his face.
Jinxi didn't continue by pulling down her panties to proceed. Instead, he helped Wang Yujuan up, picked up

her bra that had fallen to the side, and somehow managed to quickly remove the padding,

leaving only the two wire frames of the bra.
"Come on, Yujuan, put this on. You'll be even more alluring this way." He actually wanted his mother to wear a bra with only

a frame . His mother turned her head away in disgust, but Jinxi remained unmoved, personally fastening the bra to the

tightest clasp. Now, the wire frame pressed tightly against Wang Yujuan's breasts, causing them to sag

slightly , like two large papayas, making their lines even more alluring.
It's unclear where Jin Xi learned this perverse behavior, but he gazed at his mother

's breasts with satisfaction, as if admiring a work of art, and began to undress.
Jin Xi was very thin, even thinner than he appeared with his clothes on. After stripping down to his underwear, he lay down on

the carpet it wasn't cold anyway—and pulled Wang Yujuan over, making her straddle him.
"Come on, Yujuan, give me a kiss." His mother was at a loss; she was willing to be manipulated by Jin Xi, but she

couldn't bring herself to initiate anything, as it was a shift from coercion to subjugation.
"Hurry up, just like you usually do with Zhang Feng and that man, otherwise everyone

will know ." This threatening remark clearly had an effect; his mother's expression began to soften. Although still unwilling,

she began to lean down towards Jin Xi's chest, her breasts, constricted by her bra, drooping and swaying.
Jin Xi couldn't help but pull Wang Yujuan close and start kissing her passionately. At first, her mother resisted weakly,

gritting her teeth, but she eventually gave in after a few thrusts of Jin Xi's lips, letting his tongue swirl in her mouth.
"Quick, kiss me down there," Jin Xi pushed his mother's head down and started kissing her from her chest down. Jin

Xi had an old man's smell, and being thin, his kisses were hard and unpleasant. He just went through the motions in front of Wang Yujuan

, kissing her until he reached her panties.
Jin Xi pulled down her panties, and Wang Yujuan instinctively closed her eyes in embarrassment. When she opened them again,

she was stunned by what she saw: a short, thin penis about 10 centimeters long was erect, the glans glistening with precum,

which only accentuated its mushroom-like shape. Even Xiao Feng's was much bigger than his, not to mention

Lao Zhang .
Jin Xi was clearly excited. He pressed his mother's head down, forcing her to take his penis into her mouth. His mother had no

choice but to swallow it. Wang Yujuan had never performed oral sex with Xiao Feng before; she

always . This time, however, she had the experience with Lao Zhang and wasn't as resistant.
It didn't feel like her mouth was stuffed full like with Lao Zhang's penis, but rather like a Jinluo sausage, a stick-

like stuck in her mouth. She could take it in effortlessly. Jin Xi's hands moved Wang Yujuan's head up and down

, moaning with pleasure.
"Yujuan, your tongue is so soft… your mouth is so hot… does your big penis taste good?" His mother instinctively felt a

chill; how could he call something so small "big
"? Jin Xi, however, was oblivious, continuing to vigorously move his mother's head. He was clearly about to ejaculate. Wang Yujuan

felt it too, and fearing he would ejaculate in her mouth, she suddenly looked up. Jin Xi was about to ejaculate and was clearly impatient.

He , pinned her to the ground, and squatted down beside her head as if using the toilet, forcing his small

penis into her mouth.
"Suck, faster, suck harder," he commanded, moving his penis along Wang Yujuan's head with both hands. His mother

couldn't speak, only making muffled noises. Jin Xi, also close to ejaculating, started yelling and ejaculated violently into

Wang Yujuan's mouth.
A strong, fishy smell made Wang Yujuan vomit instantly. Taking advantage of his excitement, Jin Xi covered Wang Yujuan's

mouth to prevent her from vomiting. He commanded, "Swallow it!" His mother, already choking and with tears welling in her eyes,

struggled for a minute before finally swallowing hard. Jin Xi lay weakly on the floor,

panting He seemed genuinely weak; the entire ordeal lasted only about 30 seconds.
Wang Yujuan ran to the bathroom and tried to vomit, but nothing came out; she could only feel nauseous. She showered

while crying, vigorously applying shower gel to her body, but felt like something was stuck and wouldn't come off.

She rubbed harder, squatting on the floor, crying silently.
Jin Xi, seemingly out of nowhere, entered the bathroom, pulled Wang Yujuan up, and held her in his arms. "Don't cry, I won't

tell anyone, don't be afraid," he said. Hearing this, her mother cried even harder, as if she had remembered something.
Jin Xi, however, slowly became aroused by the crying. His lower body gradually hardened, and he reached out to caress his mother's

smooth breasts, wet with shower gel. His breathing grew heavier, and his movements became more frequent.
"Please, don't do it anymore, I can't take it," Wang Yujuan pleaded with Jin Xi, her voice trembling with tears.
“Juan, just one more time, just once, no more,” Jinxi twisted his mother’s body around,

grabbed , and pressed her body down, placing his hands on the faucet so that her

buttocks were sticking up, smooth and exposed in front of her. He grabbed her hips and forcefully thrust his small penis into her

vagina. Perhaps because of the lubrication of the water, or perhaps because it was simply too small, Jinxi’s penis

slid in effortlessly and began thrusting.
There was a mirror nearby, in which Wang Yujuan was bent over, her two breasts swinging wildly back and forth.

Seeing this scene, and thinking that the person he was thrusting into was the Teacher Wang he had long fantasized about, Jinxi

became even more excited.
“Ah… ahh… it hurts… slower,” because Jinxi’s penis was too small, it was a little painful to insert

, and his mother began to moan.
"Juan, is it comfortable?"
"Faster...faster..." Wang Yujuan knew she couldn't escape it, and could only hope to shout something stimulating to make Jinxi

ejaculate quickly. The sounds of slapping and thrusting filled the bathroom. Not long after, Jinxi yelled, and before

Wang Yujuan could say not to ejaculate inside, Jinxi's penis ejaculated inside Wang Yujuan's vagina, followed by

a series of excited tremors...
...
In room 2046, Old Zhang, who was taking a shower, suddenly heard a shout from next door.

The soundproofing in the bathrooms of the Haiwei Digital Hotel was quite poor, and he could hear the sounds clearly. He pressed his ear to the wall and heard slapping

sounds and a woman's moans. Because of the running water, he couldn't hear clearly, but he felt the woman's voice

sounded familiar.
Thinking of Wang Yujuan, he became excited again, pulled up the photos on his phone, and, listening to the moans from next door, excitedly

masturbated...
After ejaculating with a hiss, he sent a text message to Wang Yujuan, still feeling unsatisfied: "Juan, the '

battle' in room 2048 next door is also very intense. The woman's voice sounds like yours. I miss you again."
End of Jin Xi chapter.

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