[The lustful beauty]

In a newly opened housing development, a woman in her forties was hanging out her underwear to dry.

All styles inappropriate for her age—too thin, too bright, too avant-garde. But she

didn't seem to notice.

Her panties were all lace, some with heart-shaped or other lace trim at the waistband, and

unlike ordinary thongs, they had two thin straps holding them together. There were also some demi-cup

or other types of lace bras. Although these were new, she was already

wearing .

She didn't notice several migrant workers doing renovations in the neighboring building,

staring her direction. Having not seen a woman in a long time while working far from home, their eyes

were fixed on her. They couldn't see her face clearly, but they could clearly see her attire and movements

.

The woman wore a yellow, low-cut cotton blouse. Her breasts, large enough to put

many young women to shame, stood proudly beneath the blouse. As she bent down to pick up her clothes, a short, thin silver chain around

her neck glittered in the sunlight. Not many people wear silver items with such an effect; the more

one wears them, the duller the silver chain becomes. Unlike most middle-aged women, she didn't have short, permed hair.

Instead, she had medium-length hair, which was tied up at the back of her head. The gleaming silver chain rested on her snow-white breasts,

and silver pendant hung above her cleavage, creating a harmonious look.

Her white midi skirt only reached her upper thighs, and flesh-colored pantyhose clung tightly to her voluptuous legs.

A pair of white open-toe high-heeled sandals with yellow-green patterns on her slender feet completed the look. As she squatted down to

put her clothes on the hanger, her full breasts were squeezed into two mounds, her buttocks slightly raised, and she

half-knelt, her delicate feet in stockings pointing outwards—the whole posture was incredibly alluring.

The migrant workers there hadn't tasted meat for months. Their wives

were work in nearby factories, though that was just a rumor; they might be prostitutes. Their

wages were low, and they couldn't afford to frequently visit prostitutes. But whenever they found a prostitute from their

own province , they felt a pang of fear—were their wives like that too?

They had been working in this housing complex for some time; not many residents had moved in yet, and

most of the people coming and going were people who left early and returned late. The only person they saw frequently was this woman.

Many of the residents in this building are middle-class. This particular family consists of three people: the husband, who frequently travels for

work, or only returns late at night; and their son, who is usually not home,

leaving the wife alone.

Why do I know all this so clearly? Because I am the young master of this house. My father and I

often travel for work, and I live in our city apartment, only occasionally returning there, as my mother is

retired and lives here.

"Mom, I'm going out. I won't be back to sleep tonight; I'll sleep at the old house."

"Okay, but don't drink too much," my mother replied.

Normally, when I'm busy with work or out late with friends, I stay in the city apartment.

If my father is away on business, I always come home. But I never imagined that my not coming home that night

would trigger a series of events.

Recently, my mother's emotions have been unstable, and I was too busy with work to notice

until the renovations of the apartment next door were completed.

While I was still completely baffled, I found a condom under my bed in my room.

Uncharacteristically, I pressed my mother for answers, and that's when I learned the whole story.

It was the night I didn't come home. My mother began a night of debauchery, and

continued this pattern for the next few weeks.

************

Around 6 PM, my mother was cooking alone in the kitchen,

sighing helplessly at the thought of being home alone again.

"Hey beautiful, why are you sighing?" a voice came from behind.

"Who are you?" My mother turned around, realizing that unidentified people had entered the house

.

"It's not me, it's us."

When my mother turned around completely, she realized that there wasn't one person behind her, but four.

They were covered in dust and paint, clearly construction workers or decorators from the neighborhood,

but they were wearing women's stockings over their heads, obviously trying to hide their identities from my mother.

Just as Mom reached for something, one of the shorter men, the one with the beard, moved quickly, grabbing

the knife she was trying to reach. They then pulled her hands down and braced her feet against the sink, rendering her

completely immobile.

A young man who had been standing idly by seemed to have discovered something amazing. He

found a package wrapped in tissues in the trash can. Slowly unwrapping the outer layer, he revealed a condom smeared with

semen.

"Am I right? I just saw that old man from the next room come here and be intimate with this old slut

," the young man said, holding the condom up to Mom.

At that moment, the oldest man approached Mom.

"Madam, don't move, or I don't know what will happen," the old man said lewdly.

Mom continued her futile struggles, but the two men holding her were too strong; she couldn't

budge them. But when the condom was revealed, Mom finally stopped struggling. The old man was now pressed against

the mother's body, his right hand stroking her face lightly with his fingers, a lewd

smile on his face.

"Whatever you want, I can give you, just let me go," the mother stammered,

terrified .

"Really? You can give us anything, huh?" The old man pulled down the stocking covering his head,

revealing himself to be the construction worker from the next room.

"This is what I want." The old man's hand moved down to the mother's lower body, lightly touching her abdomen.

"Boss, are we just going to let this slut get away with this so easily?" one of the middle-aged men asked as he took off his stockings.

"Anyway, we're currently working on Mr. Li's (the old man in the next room) renovation. If we give him

this , he'll have to pay back all the money he withheld from us for the project. I'll even make him pay me double."

The old man said, his face turning vicious.

"Won't there be any loose ends?" another middle-aged man asked.

"No, the house is almost finished. I'll take the money and leave immediately. Anyway, the

project is already completed, and Old Li can't find us. As long as we tell him about this, he'll definitely pay

us." The old man said confidently to the middle-aged man.

"Please let me go, this has nothing to do with me." The mother began to plead with the old man.

"You? No way. I have to charge some interest on this. Since you're his mistress, I'll charge you this little bit of interest

." The old man's hand had already reached down and was stroking the mother's stockinged leg.

The young man then opened his mother's wallet, which had been on the table, and the old man immediately stopped him.

"Don't touch this lady's money, I mean what I say," the old man told the young man.

"Uncle, no, boss, guess how old this woman is?" the young man called out, realizing his mistake

, and quickly corrected himself.

"Her, forty-three or forty-four, I guess. Women that age are the most fun. There's a saying that women in their thirties are like tigers, and in their forties like

wolves," the old man said with a smile.

"Boss, look at this woman's ID card, born in 1950, she's fifty-four. Look at your eyes," the young

man said smugly to the old man.

"Really? She's so well-preserved? Those underwear aren't for someone in their fifties,"

the middle-aged man to the mother's left craned his neck to see her ID card.

The young man placed the ID card in front of the middle-aged man, who looked at it clearly.

"I really didn't expect it, she's so well-preserved, and she's wearing underwear only prostitutes wear," the middle-aged man, holding

his mother 's hand, exclaimed.

"Please, just let me go. I'm so old, don't take it anymore." The mother sensed they were

serious.

"A fifty-year-old woman can still sit on the ground and suck up dirt. Let us try Old Li's woman too. You serve us well,

and I won't tell your family. Is that fair?" the old man said to the mother with a smile.

The old man pulled up the mother's skirt and rubbed his face against her thigh, inhaling

her fragrance. The two middle-aged men on either side of the mother released one of their hands and

reached for her large breasts, squeezing them hard.

"Ah, be gentle, don't be too rough, it hurts!" the mother cried out. But she didn't cry out

for long because the young man had already grabbed her chin and sucked her tongue.

"Boss, she smells so good, much better than the woman at home." The middle-aged man on the left had

released the mother's hand. While still grabbing her breast, he started to pull down his pants with his other hand,

revealing his erect penis.

The old man, who had been sucking on his mother's thigh, left rows of teeth marks and countless drops of saliva on her stockings before

standing up. He grabbed his mother's hair, which was piled on her head, and led her towards her room. He

pulled down his pants as he walked, but didn't take off his underwear. The three men followed him into the mother's room, occasionally groping

her buttocks and large breasts, grabbing them hard before letting go.

Once in the room, the old man pulled his mother to kneel beside the bed, while he sat on the edge. "Come on, lick me,"

the old man said, pointing to his genitals. He then pulled his clothes off his head, revealing his skeletal upper body.

"Boss, you can do this too?" a middle-aged man asked the old man.

"I saw it in the movie theater. Let this slut try it on me. Come on, suck it!" The old man pulled his mother's

head, and she pressed her hands to the ground, only using her mouth to take the tip of his still-soft penis.

The young man walked to the home theater in his mother's room, opened the DVD player, and looked around as if he had discovered

a new continent .

"Boss, this machine has porn in it." It turned out the machine contained

the DVDs .

"Come on, turn it on and take a look." The two middle-aged men, wanting something to

distract themselves

, opened the DVD. It was a top-tier foreign film. It showed five or six men surrounding a

woman kneeling on the ground, holding two penises in her hands and another in her mouth, while someone else was

fondling her large breasts .

The two middle-aged men went to their mother, took her hands, and placed them on their penises.

The young man also knelt behind his mother, reaching his hands from below to her front, grasping her

large breasts. The old man watched as the young man's hands moved incessantly inside his mother's clothes. Her already large breasts

deformed under his grasp, and the dark red lace bra covering her breasts gradually became visible through the yellow low-cut cotton

blouse .

The old man gazed greedily at his mother's gradually exposed breasts. She was still wearing her yellow-green patterned open-toed high-heeled sandals.

Her buttocks and thighs, exposed by her skirt being pulled up, were being touched by two middle-aged men. The young man's large, erect penis

pressed against his mother's buttocks, which were still clad in pantyhose. He deliberately pressed against her buttocks, moving up and

down. One hand, which had been holding her breast, had moved to her ankle, gently stroking her heel, which was a few inches from the heel of her yellow-green

patterned open-toed high-heeled sandals.

The old man held his mother's head, pressing it forcefully against his hips. His mother opened

her mouth wide, trying to suck the engorged, fishy-smelling penis into her mouth. Her buttocks pushed back

, rubbing against the young man's penis. The young man cooperated by pressing his lower abdomen against his mother's back, thrusting his penis against her buttocks through

her pantyhose .

"Ouch." The young man shuddered. After all, he was young and couldn't handle this. His first

thick ejaculation all landed on the crotch of his mother's pantyhose.

The two middle-aged men's penises were fully erect under the mother's manipulation. The old man pulled his mother's hands away and

pulled up and took off her yellow low-cut cotton blouse. Both of his mother's nipples were exposed

outside , and one shoulder strap was hanging on her arm as she took off her outer garment, while the other was loosely hanging on her shoulder.

The young man's semen had already dripped down his thighs, mixing with the old man's saliva, leaving his

thighs completely wet.

The tall middle-aged man and the young man together reached out and stroked the mother's buttocks incessantly, spreading them apart

forcefully . The mother's pantyhose had been torn in two, revealing dark red

lace panties held together by two thin straps at the waist. This further aroused their lust. The young man was indeed young;

his penis, which had softened after ejaculation, regained some of its vitality.

The woman on the television was now asleep in bed. The old man also undressed and sat in the center of the bed. The fat

middle-aged man pulled the mother's skirt down from her waist and gestured for her to get on the bed. The mother was now

only wearing a bra and panties, her pantyhose now resembling garters, with only a few untorn strips connecting

the pantyhose thighs.

Just as Mom was about to kick off her yellow-green patterned open-toed high-heeled slippers, the old man stopped her.

He had seen foreign women on the TV wearing shoes while being slept on.

"Like her, sleep in bed, you hear me?" the old man said, slapping Mom's bottom

and pointing at the woman on TV. Mom's bottom immediately turned red.

Mom had no choice but to lie on her side on the bed, mimicking the woman on TV. Because of the pressure between the bed and her arm, her bra

felt even looser. Her small feet, clad in open-toed high-heeled slippers, were held and kissed by the fat middle-aged man. The young man

placed Mom's head on his lap and put his penis near her mouth. Mom had no choice but to suck it

in . Then the old man pulled down Mom's panties, put one of her legs on his shoulder, and guided his penis

to her vaginal opening, while the panties hung on the leg that was on his shoulder. He smelled Mom's panties,

then thrust in forcefully.

"Mmm...oh...mmm." The mother's mouth was blocked, and she could only hum incoherently through her nose.

The tall, middle-aged man unhooked the front of the mother's bra, finally freeing her breasts completely

. Her disheveled hair rolled across the young man's thighs; her once-coiled hair was now just a single bun on

her head, the surrounding hair loose and disheveled.

"This bitch, so tight down there, such a big ass."

The eldest brother held the mother's waist and thrust forward forcefully. The tall, middle-aged man sucked the mother's nipple into his mouth,

biting hard every now and then, then sucking the breast in completely before biting down again. It was too obvious that his mouth couldn't take

in the entire breast; he could only suck in part of it.

"City women's feet are so different from my mother's, so much softer."

The man kissing the mother's legs

licked . The mother could only curl her toes to reduce the tickling sensation.

“Fine, if you won’t suck me, then you suck mine.”

The man knelt on the bed, side by side with the young man, turning the mother around so she

was lying face down with her elbows on the bed. The old man was thrusting into her from behind. Two penises were placed side by side in front of the mother, while

the tall middle-aged man lay down beneath her, pressing her large breasts against his penis,

performing .

“You little bitch, if you won’t suck me, I want you to lick me.” The middle-aged man pushed his penis into the mother’s mouth,

thrusting it forward forcefully. The young man stopped, watching the mother being penetrated by three men.

“Is my penis big? Tell me.” The middle-aged man pulled his penis out of the mother’s mouth, pulling her head

upward , forcing her to look at him and answer.

“Big, very big.” The mother, having gotten a brief rest, had no choice but to satisfy his desires. She said his penis was big

.

The old man, from behind, gripped the mother's buttocks and thrust forcefully, the sounds of slapping

echoing incessantly. The mother, not having a penis in her mouth, cried out.

"Oh...oh, um, gently, don't be so rough. Ah, gently, ah." The mother's cries mingled with the woman on

television , filling the room with the mother's real moans and the exaggerated

screams of the woman on TV.

The old man finally couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated inside the mother's vagina. He collapsed onto the bed,

while the woman on TV lay on top of a man, whose penis wasn't inserted into her vagina,

but into her anus. Several men, finding this strange, tried to imitate the mother.

"No! No, not there! No!" The mother cried out as she felt the young men's penises rubbing and exploring

around , realizing their intentions.

"Why not?"

The fat middle-aged man gripped the mother's breasts, squeezing his penis between them forcefully. He ignored everything else

, using the mother's breasts against his penis as he thrust forward, pressing the mother's head down as much as possible. The tip of his

penis against the mother's lips. The young man had already positioned his penis at the mother's anus, and with

the mixture of the mother's and the old man's bodily fluids, he gritted his teeth and slowly pushed it in.

"Ah, it hurts so much! Oh God, no! Oh, I'm going to die!" The mother was

incoherent with pain from the penis being inserted from behind.

"You old bitch, really breaking your hymen! Ah, so tight!" the young man also cried out.

The mother's hands gripped the sheets tightly, her head slamming backward against the young man's shoulder. The fat, middle-aged man who had initially

intended to shove his penis into his mother's mouth now hesitated, fearing she would

bite it. The tall man, however, gripped his mother's legs and thrust his penis into her vagina.

The four men formed a peculiar sexual arrangement.

The fat, middle-aged man, sandwiched between his mother's ample breasts, ejaculated, spraying semen onto her chest and

face , some even getting into her hair.

Below, the tall, middle-aged man, kneeling on the bed with his hands around his mother's legs,

thrust forward forcefully, while the young man behind him held her legs from behind.

Both men wanted to spread her vagina as wide as possible for penetration; his mother was like a doll,

sandwiched between them.

The two men, one in front and one behind, worked diligently within a mere two centimeters of each other, their semen

mingling the scent of the woman's vaginal fluids, her sweat and perfume, the combined smells of the man and woman's sweat,

along with the man's panting, the woman's moans, and the sounds of wanton moans emanating from a pornographic DVD, creating

a scene of obscenity.

"Be gentle, I can't take it anymore," the mother said, her voice trembling with exhaustion.

The young man lay down completely, making his mother kneel on his penis. He looked at his naked mother,

slapping her buttocks repeatedly, and occasionally

stroking her small feet, still clad in yellow-green patterned open-toed high-heeled slippers, which were resting on the bed. The tall man thrust his penis into the mother's mouth, bending down to play with her

large breasts. Finally, he too couldn't hold on any longer.

"I'm coming too, ah, ahh,"

the mother said, trying to spit out his penis as he was about to ejaculate, but he held her head, and all the semen shot

into her mouth.

"Mmm, mmm," the mother stammered, unable to make a sound because her head was being held. The young man, who had been playing with my mother's beautiful feet, was able to last longer

in her tight anus because he had already ejaculated once. However, he couldn't hold on any longer. He released his grip on her feet and groped her body and breasts haphazardly. Finally, he hugged her buttocks tightly and ejaculated his second load of semen into her anus. 　　All night long, my mother was subjected to continuous intercourse by these men until they were all too exhausted to get an erection and she collapsed onto the bed like a rag doll. Only then did they get dressed, grab my home phone number, and leave. 　　　　　　　　　　　　Everyday Life: Mom's Nurse Uniform 　　In a unit under renovation, a couple, around sixty years old, were discussing their requirements with the elderly contractor. However, the old man was clearly distracted; his mind was still on the alluring woman in the next apartment. Her movements as she touched her lingerie were so seductive, her lingerie so revealing, igniting a burning desire in this man who hadn't been with a woman in a long time. He just wanted to rush over, push her to the ground, and "take her right there." 　　"Hey, can you speed up the work? We need this apartment urgently . Please finish it quickly, no matter what," the husband said. 　　"It's not impossible, but boss, you said it would be done in two months. If you want us to rush it like this, the price will have to go up," the contractor said. 　　"Didn't we agree on a fixed price?" the wife said. 　　"Madam, the situation has changed. You want to rush the work, and there's still a lot of work, but you can't expect us to work for you 24 hours a day, can you?" the contractor wouldn't budge. 　　Just as the wife was about to speak, her phone rang. She immediately went to answer it, while her husband continued talking to the contractor. 　　"I have to go now, I have something to do. You can continue talking," the wife said to her husband. 　　"Okay, you go first, I'll continue." 　　As the wife left, she didn't notice the smile on her husband's lips. 　　"Boss Li, you should at least add a little something to this deal. It'll be better to explain to the workers," the contractor said to Old Li . 　　"Alright, wait a minute." Old Li watched his wife leave the gate, then took out his phone and expertly dialed . 　　"Hello, it's me. Is now a good time?" Old Li said as he walked to the side, speaking in the local dialect. 　　"What? Okay, I'm coming now. Okay, that's good." Old Li hung up. "I have something to do, I 'll contact you later. Okay, think about it. Anyway, there are plenty of people doing this now, right? You don't need to mention the . There's no more room for negotiation." Old Li seemed genuinely in a hurry. He walked away, talking. 　　The contractor's smile vanished completely. He knew the competition in the home renovation business was fierce; having projects meant making money, and he dared not offend his boss. 　　He heard Old Li walk outside, but stopped. He was at his wit's end. His children's school fees were due soon, and he had no choice. His workers also needed to eat; although they were relatives, they were all relatively poor. He had no choice but to accept it. But then, the young man, who had been angry and about to confront Old Li, returned. 　　"Uncle, Old Li didn't leave. He was faking the elevator button. He went to unit 702. Guess who lives there ?" the young man told the contractor. 　　"Which one?" the old man asked. 　　"The one who just grabbed the clothes. I suspect they're having an affair. His wife just left, and he made a phone call. Then he left again. Isn't that a good sign?" The young man's eyes gleamed with lust. 　　"Come on, let's take a look. We can see inside from this spot. Just be careful, haha. I'm making sure Old Li pays me his full share of the project funds this time. I wonder what , haha." The group of migrant workers laughed loudly and lewdly. 　　　　　　　　　　　******************** 　　Inside room 702, Old Li had already started taking off his clothes. 　　"Xiuzhi, you know I had no choice. It's so hard to get this opportunity. Just do as I say, okay?" Old Li said to the woman. 　　Of course, needless to say, this woman was my mother. I had only been out of the house for less than ten minutes. 　　"Okay, I'll listen to you this time, but not next time." My mother smiled as she turned back, opened the wardrobe, took out a white dress and a set of underwear, and headed towards the bathroom. Old Li followed her into the bathroom. 　　The foreman outside finally saw what was happening inside through the top of the skylight. Old Li, naked, sat on a small stool by the bathtub in the bathroom. The woman pulled up her clothes from below, revealing a clear view. The woman possessed a pair of breasts she could be proud of; although it was a half-cup bra, the deep cleavage was clearly visible. She then reached behind her, making her already large breasts stand even more prominently. 　　She slowly unhooked her bra, placed her hand on the left cup to catch it, and casually tossed it into the laundry basket. She then loosely gathered her long hair and tied it on top of her head, causing her breasts to sway from side to side . Old Li even placed his hand on the woman's breasts and teased her nipples. After fixing her hair, the woman slapped Old Li's hand. Next, the woman unbuttoned her skirt and slowly pulled it down, then pulled down the top of her pantyhose to her thighs. She then sat on Old Li's lap and slowly pulled the pantyhose down from her thighs.

This series of actions turned the eyes of these long-deprived migrant workers bloodshot. The woman then

lathered her breasts with soap and rubbed them against Old Li's back. Both of them were

covered in soap .

The woman rubbed against Old Li's back, then slowly squatted down, reaching

through to grasp and stroke Old Li's penis.

"I must have this woman," the old man said fiercely, and the middle-aged and young men standing beside him

nodded vigorously.

"You must listen to me, tonight it's like this..."

Several migrant workers temporarily avoided looking at the erotic scene in the bathroom, because they knew that if they looked any longer, they would lose

control and rush over to rape the woman. The young man couldn't help but glance again; the woman was kneeling on

the ground, her head resting on Old Li's chest, licking his nipple with her tongue. He dared not look any longer;

he knew he was about to lose control and immediately followed the others to do what they were doing.

Inside, Old Li had already finished showering and was lying on the bed, waiting for the woman to come out dressed. He

dared not smoke here, for fear of leaving a trace. Time passed slowly.

The bathroom door opened, and his mother slowly emerged. She was wearing a nurse's uniform, but

it was clearly altered; it was shorter and tighter than usual, clinging tightly to her body.

The top two buttons were undone, and the V-neckline revealed her white, all-lace bra, which encased her large breasts, with a

silver pendant deeply embedded in her cleavage. The hem of the uniform skirt rose

above her pure white, shimmering, wide lace trim, and she wore white pointed-toe high-heeled sandals. Her nurse's cap sat loosely on her head.

"Xiuzhi, come here, lick me again," Old Li said to his mother, waving his penis in his hand.

"You rascal!" The mother slowly walked to the bedside, lifted Old Li's

penis sucked it into her mouth. She gently licked the tip of his penis with her tongue, circling it, while

her left hand pressed against his thigh, occasionally licking his testicles. Her seductive eyes frequently looked upwards.

Old Li looked at the woman in the small-sized nurse's uniform between his legs. He felt an immense surge of pleasure.

"Over the years, your oral skills have only gotten better. Back in the hospital, you were just like this. You

've maintained yourself so well all these years. Ah, so good," Old Li said, holding his mother's head.

He sat up, pulling his mother's tight-fitting uniform down to her shoulders, revealing her still-proud breasts. He

pulled his mother, who had been licking his penis, up, cupped her face, and kissed her.

Their hands began to explore each other. Old Li's hands kneaded his mother's plump buttocks, while his mother's left hand rested on his chest,

her index finger lightly stroking his nipple. Her right hand moved to his penis, circling it and

stroking it with varying pressure. Her slender fingers occasionally brushed against the base of his thighs.

Teased by his mother, Old Li lifted her buttocks gently, her delicate feet

resting on the front of her white pointed-toe high-heeled sandals. Their bodies pressed together, their mouths joined. Their

tongues intertwined, his mother's tongue circling his, while he sucked on hers.

"Xiuzhi, your tongue is so sweet, haha," Old Li teased his mother.

"Ugh, ah, be gentle, oh, don't bite so hard, little dog."

Old Li had already nestled against his mother's chest, unhooked her front-opening bra, and buried his face in her

cleavage , taking turns sucking and biting her breasts. He licked, sucked, bit, and nuzzled all at once, and his mother collapsed onto

the bed, her panties now exposed. The white mesh fabric covered her buttocks, with the small floral pattern on the front

covering her pubic hair, but only partially, as most of the front

was open, with three thin straps connecting her waist on both sides.

Old Li gasped, "Xiuzhi, you're dressed more lewdly than a prostitute! What kind of panties are these, you little

slut? You look like you need to be fucked."

He pulled the crotch of his mother's panties open to the other side, his fingers touching her vulva, and thrusting them

in.

"You little slut, you're all wet down there." Old Li buried his head in his mother's neck, breathing softly

and gently licking her earlobe. He then pressed her head to one side, licking the back of her ear.

His mother turned her head left and right, as if trying to avoid Old Li, but her hands were groping for his penis

. She placed her fingers on the tip of his penis and gently stroked it.

"Oh, Old Li, ah, ha, be gentle, give it to me, stop teasing me, come on."

The crotch were completely soaked.

"As you wish, you little bitch, don't call me Old Li, be like before, I'm the doctor, you're my

sex slave nurse, understand?" Old Li said as he pressed his penis against his mother's vulva and thrust it forward forcefully.

"Ah, good, Dr. Li, so thick, harder, fuck this little slut to death." His mother continued to tease Old Li verbally

. Her legs were tightly wrapped around Old Li's calves.

One of her white pointed-toe high-heeled slippers was lying on the bed, the other off the floor. Old Li gripped his mother's waist, thrusting against

his .

His mother held his head, her legs wrapped around his waist. Old Li, being older, began to sweat after

a while . Looking at the wanton nurse in his arms, he felt the pleasure intensifying.

He knew he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer, so he stopped. His mother immediately understood;

her buttocks, which had been slowly undulating against Old Li's groin, also stopped. She got off the bed, put her

five-inch high-heeled slippers back on, and stroked the inside of Old Li's thighs to soothe his tense nerves.

"Is that enough? Can we do it again, Dr. Li?" His mother turned and sat in Old Li's lap, her plump

buttocks rubbing against his penis. Old Li's penis, which had just softened, became as hard as steel again.

Mom opened the cabinet behind the bed, revealing a large mirror. She thrust her hips back, turning her head to look at

Old Li . Old Li immediately mounted her, thrusting into her vagina from behind once more.

"Xiuzhi, baby, you're so wonderful, I never tire of you. Every time I fuck you, it feels like a new experience... ah...

fuck!"

Mom squeezed her legs together tightly to tighten her vagina, pushing her hips back as far as possible. Old Li continued...

He slapped his mother's buttocks and pulled off most of her nurse's uniform, leaving only one sleeve hanging on her left hand.

Her underwear was also trampled under her feet. The necklines of her white stockings had been pulled up to her knees when they were on the bed.

Two fleshy creatures stood on the floor, intertwined. Old Li's hands reached under her armpits and squeezed her large breasts tightly,

pinching her nipples with his fingers. His mother was so agitated that she could barely stand. Their sweat

soaked the rest of their clothes, which, of course, belonged to his mother. The room was filled with the man's

panting and the woman's moans and cries.

Old Li couldn't hold back any longer. He suddenly sped up, and his mother understood, her previously slowly undulating buttocks

thrusting back with all her might.

"Ah, Dr. Li, fuck this slut to death!" His mother was also close to orgasm.

"Little slut, I'm coming, ah, I'm coming, I'm coming." Old Li finally ejaculated into his mother's

vagina.

The two lay down on the bed, caressing each other and resting for a while. Old Li left satisfied. Mom got up, tidied up,

and prepared to cook. She glanced out the window at the house Old Li was renovating; the workers were still there.

She glanced at them and then went about her business, little knowing that a moment later she would become the object of those migrant workers' lust

.

A Lustful Feast Before the Birthday Banquet:

Ring, ring… Damn it, does anyone want to sleep? Whose phone is that? The phone on my

bedside table rang. I answered.

“Who is it? Who’s looking for?” I said impatiently.

“Please ask Aunt Lin.” A male voice speaking Mandarin answered.

Mom had already answered the phone on the other end of the line.

"Son, hang up the phone, Mom's already answered."

I put the phone down too, my head lowered, when suddenly I saw a plastic sheath under the bed.

It was a vacuum-sealed bag. I was so familiar with this; it was a condom bag. But

how end up in my room and under my bed? I never use these things here unless someone

has done something to me. Could it be her?

Mom!

My intuition told me there was something wrong with the call. To avoid attracting my mother's attention,

as I picked up the phone to eavesdrop, I dialed my own number on my cell phone. The electromagnetic ringing drowned out

the sound of me picking up the extension. Sure enough, the caller was connected to her.

"You little slut, remember what I said, be on time. I'm waiting for you," came the voice on the other end.

"No, tonight is Dad's birthday. I have to go to a banquet. I can't be

all messed up . Can we pick another day?" My mother's tone was almost pleading.

"No way, you can't not come at two o'clock. If word gets out about you and Old Li, hehe."

The man hung up the phone after saying that.

So, Mom was having an affair with Uncle Li next door. Damn it, who is this guy? At this moment, I was wide awake

and determined to find out.

I only ate a quick lunch and finally came up with the best way to eavesdrop.

"Mom, I'm going out for dinner tonight. Please take my digital camera with you and give it back to me later.

It's inconvenient for me to play ball."

"Okay, you can give it to me in a bit." Mom replied, but I could tell she was a little absent-minded.

"An old colleague of mine invited me to chat. Give me your camera." Mom

said to me after packing her things.

I handed my TCL digital camera to Mom. I deliberately put it in a leather case so she

couldn't the camera was actually on and recording. I put the largest capacity SD card

in it and fully charged it to ensure it wouldn't run out of power.

Today, Mom wore light makeup, her hair styled in a high bun, and a short cheongsam she bought from a high-end clothing store. The cheongsam

had a semi-transparent navy blue base, with a semi-transparent blue lace fabric from the chest up to the elbows. Underneath, she wore a matching blue camisole

bra with thin straps that hung around her neck instead of her shoulders. Because

the upper part was made of semi-transparent lace, her silver chain was also visible, and the pendant was nestled in her

cleavage. This made the bra straps appear from the outside as if they were part of the camisole under the dress,

and from the back, the bra straps were completely hidden.

The middle of the dress featured a beaded lotus pattern, and below the waist was the cheongsam hem, slit up to

mid-thigh. She wore matching sheer pantyhose and matching velvet buckle high heels with ankle straps. Mom had worn this

dress to several wedding banquets, and many men would try their best to peek at her breasts from below the neckline

.

After Mom finished dressing, she walked out, carrying a small handbag and swaying her hips. Watching her exaggeratedly swaying hips,

tightly wrapped in her skirt, gradually disappear into the distance at the entrance of the residential area, I couldn't help but think, "We'll

know tonight. "

************

Lin Xiuzhi had just stepped out of the bus stop when two young men followed behind her. She glanced back casually

and saw it was the young construction worker who had called her, with a young

man him. She knew he was there to follow her.

At this moment, the bus to the park that she was supposed to take arrived, but it was packed with people.

A bus on the same route was stopped near the traffic light not far away; it seemed to have broken down. Lin Xiuzhi looked at it, not intending to get on, but

then the construction worker walked over and whispered,

"Auntie, get on the bus, we're in a hurry."

"But it's too crowded, we can't get on," Mom only dared to reply softly. I later turned the camera up to

the maximum volume to hear a little more.

"Anyway, there are only so many of us. I won't care if the time is up. You'd better figure it out yourself,"

the construction worker said.

Lin Xiuzhi reluctantly squeezed onto the bus. Two young migrant workers followed her through the back door,

sandwiching her between them. She couldn't find a handrail anymore. Then, one of the workers pulled her hand and placed it

on his crotch. Her mother looked at him in horror. How could this man be so brazen, doing this on the bus…

The first migrant worker, taking advantage of the bus's swaying, approached the woman, saying, "Auntie, you look so sexy today, it makes me…"

"It's like I'm going to execute you on the spot. Haha."

The mother, who had been facing this way, turned her face away and adjusted her body angle because she didn't want to be

seen . The migrant worker's hand had already slipped inside her cheongsam through the slit and into her genitals. His fingers

went in from behind, tracing the cleft of her buttocks little by little, feeling the

smoothness . The woman's thighs began to tremble slightly, and her genitals were already a little wet. The sensation in her hand

told her that if the boy inserted his penis into her genitals, it would definitely reach her core.

After passing a stop, the migrant worker moved behind the woman. She could only feel a huge penis

rubbing against her cleft, his hand occasionally reaching forward to squeeze her breasts.

She didn't know whether she wanted the bus to go faster or slower, because if it went slower, she didn't know how

long she could hold out under the combined force of these two young men; if it went faster, she would be immediately raped by those horrible migrant workers. The car quickly reached

its destination the woman followed two migrant workers to a secluded construction site shed.

Calling it a shed was an understatement; it wasn't a living space at all, but a warehouse filled

with materials. The stench inside was overwhelming, and the woman immediately covered her nose. The light inside was dim, and as

her eyes adjusted, she gasped when she could see clearly. There were probably

seven or eight , all staring at her with predatory eyes.

It had been quite a walk. Sweat trickled down her back, making her clothes cling even tighter

to her body. The cut of her cheongsam accentuated her voluptuous figure, and her quickened pace

made her breasts appear even more prominent as she breathed.

The young migrant worker approached the group and said, "How was it? Not bad, right,

gentlemen? I wasn't exaggerating, was I?" "While speaking, he pulled the woman to sit on a chair, making her

sit on his lap. He hugged her from behind, resting her head on his shoulder. One hand was already reaching under

her armpit to grasp one of her breasts, while the other hand was thrust into her crotch. The woman's legs reflexively

closed. The migrant worker immediately whispered harshly in her ear, 'Think about the consequences. If you want to leave sooner, you'll do something.'

After saying that, he put her legs up on the desk in front of him, pulling up the hem of her cheongsam to reveal

her crotch.

'This bitch isn't wearing underwear.'" "One of the migrant workers exclaimed. The migrant worker holding the woman had already pointed his finger

to that spot, and the woman's juices were already flowing on the vehicle. He wiped it a few times on the woman's crotch, then put it back to

the woman's mouth, wanting her to suck it in. The woman had no choice but to suck his finger in.

The other migrant workers gasped, and everyone crowded around. At this moment, the migrant worker holding the woman pulled her

up , and he pulled her down to make her lie face down on the table. He pulled out his penis and shoved it into the woman's mouth.

Because she was lying face down, her large breasts were squeezed out of shape. After sucking a few times, he pulled the woman's hair, and the woman

's eyes began to glaze over.

"What are you standing there for? If you want to come on, then come on." "

At this moment, five men, holding bills, handed them to the migrant worker and immediately rushed over.

They worked together quite efficiently, lifting the woman onto the desk. Two men, each holding one of her legs,

sucked on her repeatedly, like drug addicts. One man held her from behind, fondling her breasts,

while the other two worked on her ears and neck, licking her repeatedly.

The man on the woman's right had already unbuttoned her cheongsam, and the man below placed his mouth on her

crotch , kissing her vulva and inner thighs.

Then, the man behind her moved away, and the woman, without support, fell backward, her head hanging off

the desk . The man who had just left immediately returned and thrust his penis into her mouth as her head hung upside down.

At this moment, the woman's cheongsam..." The robe was completely draped at the waist, the crotch of the woman's ultra-thin pantyhose

was torn open, and her legs were draped over the man's back. The man

's tongue was moving inside her genitals. The silver chain embedded in her cleavage reflected an eerie light in the dim lamplight, and the halter-neck bra, consisting of only a

small triangle, covered her nipples.

The two men pounced on her like wolves, pulling the bra cup to one side and biting down on it. Because of the pain,

the woman's head jerked upwards, and the man whose penis had been in her mouth clearly saw the

throbbing of his penis against her throat. He held her head and thrust into her forcefully.

At that moment, the woman caught a glimpse of the two young men by the door counting banknotes one by one—some

hundred-yuan notes, some tens of yuan, and some just a few yuan. Was she really that cheap? Was she only worth this much money?

The woman thought sadly. She was stunned. But she had no time to think about it anymore, because she felt that the

penis had come easily because the woman wasn't wearing underwear, her stockings were torn at the crotch, and she was quite

wet.

At this moment, another man pulled the two men sucking on the woman's breasts apart, sat down on her

chest , pulled up the middle strap of her bra, untied the rope around her neck,

and threw the bra away. He then brought her two large breasts together and thrust his penis in. The

man fucking the woman was too young and inexperienced. With the foreplay already done in the car

, he couldn't hold on any longer and ejaculated immediately. Then, he sat down on the chair

to rest .

At this moment, another man came up and pulled down the woman's cheongsam. The clothes were thrown to the ground, and several

men who hadn't yet had a chance picked them up and began to sniff them. At this point, the man who was penetrating the woman's mouth

couldn't hold back . He suddenly sped up, desperately holding the woman's head. After dozens of thrusts,

he suddenly stopped, ejaculating all his semen into the woman's mouth.

These migrant workers had probably been suppressing their desires for too long; their first time didn't last long,

ejaculating after only a few thrusts. Each of them had been with the woman once. Those who had only paid a few dozen yuan lingered, taking a few more

reluctant glances at the beautiful woman's body lying on the desk, but there was nothing they could do—they had no money

and could only wait for next time. Before leaving, they even touched the woman a few more times.

The migrant workers who had paid a hundred yuan had recovered and were now ready to go again.

The woman's hands were tied behind her back with rope. The first migrant worker who had been performing oral sex on her was now asleep

on the desk, holding the woman and spreading her legs so she straddled him. Because her hands were bound, the woman's already

large breasts appeared even larger. He held her breasts, sucking and biting them lightly and heavily,

and her nipples hardened again. His penis automatically adjusted and slid to the entrance of her vagina.

"Gently, don't bite hard, no, it hurts. Ah, it itches."

The woman's breasts were covered in red from the migrant worker's ministrations. At this moment, another migrant worker took off the woman's

high and threw them on the ground. He pressed his penis against the woman's buttocks, and the woman understood what he was about to do

.

"No, it hurts! Don't do it there!"

At this moment, the migrant worker who had collected the money tried to stop him, but he ignored him. He

took out another hundred-yuan bill from his wallet, threw it down, and then placed his penis near the already semen-soaked anus,

slowly squeezing it in.

"Ah, it hurts! I'm going to die! God, it's so big!" the woman cried out in pain.

"You old bitch, I just love your old asshole! Ah, your asshole is so tight!"

At this moment, another penis was inserted into the woman's vagina. The two men, one on top, one on the bottom, in and

out, were perfectly in sync. The woman's cries of pain slowly turned into moans. The already stuffy

warehouse became increasingly hot due to the constant heat emanating from the room. Everyone was covered in sweat, though they

didn't realize it. Finally, the men who had paid their dues finished ejaculating into the woman and

sat down to rest.

The woman struggled to sit up, knowing time was running out. She slowly pulled her stockings down from the top

of and tossed them on the ground. The migrant workers scrambled to put the torn

stockings into their pockets.

The woman slowly put on her clothes. Just as she was about to clean up the semen,

the worker automatically came over and helped her put on her cheongsam, making her look like a lady again, though the weariness on her face

remained. However, she couldn't find her bra. The other migrant workers had already left,

leaving only the one who had brought the woman. As she tried to leave, he grabbed her from behind.

"What do you want? You've sold me like a prostitute, what more do you want?" the woman said angrily.

"Aunt Lin, don't be angry, let me have a turn. You're so tempting," the worker said, gently

pulling down the woman's new stockings. He guided his penis and thrust it into her vagina once more. But

this time he was much gentler, much more refined than the other migrant workers. His hands caressed the woman

's body through her clothes, and when he touched her breasts, he gently stroked her nipples with his fingers. This time, the woman finally

reached orgasm.

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