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First experience for boys 

I have a childhood friend whose parents divorced. Because of school,

he came to live with me and we slept in the same bed. We used to be obsessed with video games, but now we started talking about women. At first, it was vague talk about how pretty this one was, how beautiful that one was. But as our hormone levels rose and our bodies developed, our desires grew stronger. Gradually, we weren't satisfied with just chatting and fantasizing. I was a little better off, but Xiaowei's desires were much stronger than mine (his name has "Wei" in it, and mine has "Zhi" in it).

Xiaowei started secretly reading erotic novels, and of course, we read them together. The first time I saw those things, the excitement was indescribable. This led to my first masturbation and then more masturbation. At that time, the two most interesting things for us were video games and women. But I never thought about women actually existing; women were just fantasies for me, maybe because I'm a bit timid. Every night before bed, we would basically look at the erotic novels hidden under the bed, fantasize for a while, and then masturbate. Sometimes we would even help each other—don't get me wrong, it was just to increase our pleasure; our interests were absolutely focused on women. Xiaowei is better than me; he often ejaculates twice. He even boasted to me that he'd ejaculated eight times in a single day, which I doubted. However, his libido was definitely stronger than mine. It might be because his testicles were bigger than mine; back then, his balls were already quite large, probably twice the size of mine, and they hung lower, a huge lump dangling from his crotch. Because of this, I often jokingly called him "Big Tall" (Big Testicles). His foreskin retracted very early on. I think it's because he masturbated too much. But he didn't grow any hair; his entire crotch was clean, and his penis was also clean, looking tender and pink, and quite comfortable to hold.

I started growing hair in sixth grade, but my foreskin was a bit long, so I had to use my hand to retract the glans. Our penises are about the same size, so there's not much to compare. I asked Xiaowei why he didn't grow any hair, and he said it might be genetic. He said his dad's penis didn't have much hair, and I said, "Why not your mom's? Have you ever seen if your mom's vagina has any hair?" He chuckled lewdly.

Our only takeaway was learning how to masturbate. As for our studies, we attended a school for the children of factory workers. We were all kids of factory employees, and our futures were already predetermined. Anyone who's been to such a school knows the atmosphere. Nobody took studying seriously; from parents to students to the principal and teachers, everyone held this view. The learning environment was predictably terrible, and once this atmosphere took hold, it was hard to change. However, we thought it was a good thing. Our parents' only requirement for us was that we just get by academically and not cause any trouble. At the start of winter break, Xiaowei went to visit his mother. When his parents divorced, Xiaowei stayed with his father. Apparently, after the divorce, his mother lived with a man much younger than her, but they never officially married. Xiaowei left, and I spent the entire winter break playing computer games, so much so that I barely used my handgun. After the New Year, school was about to start, and Xiaowei came back. The first night he returned, Xiaowei told me he heard his mother having sex… He was more excited than if he'd read porn all day. Before he even started talking, his penis was already erect, feeling even bigger than usual when it was hard. I got excited too. Xiaowei wanted me to masturbate him while he told me about what happened at his mother's place.

Apparently, after he arrived, his mother made him stay in the room next door. That room wasn't very soundproof, so he overheard everything. He said the man was much younger than his mother, looking like a "brother," and the funny thing was, his mother made him call that man "brother." That "brother" fucked his mother almost every day, and since the room wasn't soundproof, he heard everything every day. Every night, that "brother" and his mother would flirt and laugh in their room, and then they would have sex. He would listen and masturbate next door, ejaculating several times a night. The most exciting part was when they were flirting, the man would call her "Mommy." Xiaowei was initially surprised, then angry, and then excited. I think there was also envy, jealousy, and resentment, but Xiaowei didn't say it. Xiaowei originally didn't want to call that man "brother," intending to address him as "you" and "me." After hearing him call his mother "Mom," she was willing to call him "Brother." Whether intentionally or not, that "Brother" often flirted with his mother in front of Xiaowei. During meals, he would put his hand under the table to touch her, and she wouldn't stop him, just giggle. She would even awkwardly put food on Xiaowei's plate, and when she stood up, his hand would still be pinching her buttocks.

At night, while watching TV, he would lift his mother onto his lap and show affection. Xiaowei would sit opposite them, very close. They didn't ignore Xiaowei; they would chat with him intermittently. That "Brother" also played games; he could talk to Xiaowei about all the games we liked back then, like Red Alert, Warcraft, and Heroes of Might and Magic. While chatting, he would flirt with Xiaowei's mother. His mother would dress very revealingly after showering at night; there weren't many lingerie options back then. She would wear a short, strappy dress without a bra, and her breasts would almost spill out (Xiaowei's words). The man was sitting on the sofa with Xiaowei's mother in his arms, his hands constantly touching and pinching her body. Sometimes his mother seemed embarrassed. He let him touch her through her clothes, but when he put his hand inside, she would shyly try to cover it, grabbing his hand and asking him to pull it out. He would knead her breasts a few times, fiddling with her nipples, then slowly remove his hand, deliberately making exaggerated movements that pushed her clothes up high, as if to let Xiaowei see clearly. Then he slowly touched her thighs, starting with the outer sides, moving up to her buttocks, pinching them a few times before reaching her buttock crease. Xiaowei's mother quickly grabbed his hand. Because of the good angle, Xiaowei could see his fingers moving inside his mother's buttock crease, pulling her skirt inside. His mother whispered, "Don't do this," trying to pull her hand away, but he didn't. Instead, he tightened his grip on her waist with his other hand. As a result, his mother fell into his arms. As soon as his mother fell into the man's arms, he kissed her on the lips, licking and sucking. Several fingers were constantly wriggling in her buttocks.

Xiao Wei's mother couldn't make any "mmm" sounds, and she couldn't remove her hands. Originally, her buttocks were turned to face Xiao Wei, but the man had turned them up so that Xiao Wei could see her vagina and anus. After kissing for a while, the man finally let go of his mother. His mother wasn't very angry; she just said "You're so annoying," blushed, wiped the saliva from her mouth with the back of her hand, and then adjusted her skirt, pulling it out of her buttocks. She even glanced at Xiao Wei. The man had a lewd grin on his face and asked his mother, "Was it good?" Perhaps his mother was aroused. After adjusting her skirt, she turned and called the man into the house. The man didn't move, but sat on the sofa, grabbed Xiao Wei's mother's hands, and pulled them down, one in each hand. Xiao Wei's mother, who had been facing the man with her back to Xiao Wei, was pulled down and bent over. There was a big, fleshy butt on Xiaowei's buttocks; his short skirt barely covered it. I asked Xiaowei if he saw her vagina, and he said it was covered by her underwear, so he couldn't see it, but he saw a wet patch in the middle of her underwear. The guy held onto Xiaowei's mother's hand tightly, making her stick her butt out towards Xiaowei, and said to her, "Beg me." Xiaowei's mother said, "Let's go inside, Mom will beg you properly."

Only then did the guy stand up and put his arm around Xiaowei's mother's waist. Xiaowei's mother turned around and said to Xiaowei, "We're going to sleep, you should go to sleep early." The guy winked and lewdly said, "Yeah, go to sleep early." The guy slowly led his mother into the bedroom, and on the way in, his right hand was on Xiaowei's mother's buttocks, his middle finger rubbing up and down in her butt crack. His mother put her hand behind her back, seemingly trying to cover herself. Xiaowei said this was the most erotic scene he had ever seen.

Several times he had ejaculated on the spot. I asked Xiaowei if he had been staring at them the whole time. Xiaowei said he was embarrassed at first and pretended to watch TV. Later, they didn't think anything of it. They figured it was intentional, so they just looked anyway.

Xiaowei said that another time, the guy went really far. It was also while watching TV; his mother was sitting on the guy's lap, and he was hugging her, touching her while chatting with Xiaowei about games. Xiaowei's mother kept interrupting, asking him questions.

Xiao Wei was completely absorbed in the conversation, seemingly distracted. The women appeared to find it very amusing, and their arousal grew stronger. After kissing his mother a few times, the man reached between her legs. Xiao Wei sat opposite them, his mother turned slightly to the side, only able to see his hand moving inside. His mother didn't stop him, continuing her passionate kiss with the man. Suddenly, the man yanked down Xiao Wei's mother's underwear. The underwear was very small, pulling it down from the crotch to her knees. Xiao Wei's mother, caught off guard, cried out and squeezed her legs together. She lowered her head, hiding it to the man's side, too afraid to move. She realized she had gone too far, but while pulling down the underwear was easy, lifting it up required standing. Perhaps feeling embarrassed to stand naked in front of her son, she remained still. The man then winked smugly at Xiao Wei, and with his other hand, slowly lifted his mother's skirt from behind, intending to show her naked bottom. His mother couldn't hold back any longer, pinching the man's arm hard until he cried out and stopped.

Then he slowly pulled up her underwear. His mother sat on the man's lap, but she couldn't pull it up properly. After the man pulled it up a little, his mother suddenly stood up, quickly pulled her underwear up, and, head down, dragged the man into the bedroom. Xiao Wei was left with his pants soaked with semen. I asked Xiao Wei if he saw her vagina this time, and he said no, he only saw the side view and it was too fast.

But later he actually saw his mother's vagina, and clearly. During the New Year, everyone visits relatives. Xiao Wei's hometown is in the countryside, so the man didn't go; only Xiao Wei and his mother went. In the countryside, there were only outhouses, just a latrine surrounded by tattered mats, drafty on all sides. Xiao Wei's mother was timid, so she had Xiao Wei accompany her to the toilet. The outhouse only had one squatting stall, behind the old house, behind which was a hillside covered with trees. The wind made a whistling sound. Xiao Wei's mother was even more frightened by the sound, and wouldn't let Xiao Wei stand even a little distance away. So she let Xiao Wei stand at the entrance of the outhouse and feast his eyes. Xiaowei vividly described to me how his mother squatted down to pee, how white her buttocks were, how alluring the sound of her urination was, and even the sound of her taking off her pants excited him. After his mother finished peeing, she stood up and wiped her vulva with toilet paper, and Xiaowei clearly saw his mother's vulva—dark pubic hair, red flesh. Throughout the whole process, his mother didn't say anything, letting Xiaowei see as much as he wanted, only glancing at him quickly a few times. Actually, Xiaowei and I had both seen her vulva before, in the video recordings at Xiaowei's house. His father had two VCDs hidden away. We secretly watched them twice, ejaculating a lot. However, one was a Japanese adult film, so we couldn't see the vulva. The other one showed a white woman, and it never felt quite right. At night, his mother was even more terrified when she went to the toilet, making Xiaowei stand next to her and hold her hand as she squatted down to pee. There was no light in the outhouse, so Xiaowei used a flashlight. When she got up, he shone the flashlight directly on his mother's vulva, watching her wipe the glistening urine. His mother just laughed and scolded him for being silly. During the few days Xiaowei was back, he talked about his sexual experiences at his mother's house every night.

To be precise, his sexual experiences were through his eyes and ears. Besides what I mentioned above, there were stories about him eavesdropping outside the bathroom while his brother and mother took a bath together. He also talked about his brother having sex with his mother in the kitchen, and so on. It was the first time I'd ever heard anything like this, and I was incredibly excited. Every night, I'd help Xiaowei masturbate while he talked. I usually ejaculated twice a night, and after helping Xiaowei ejaculate twice, he could still masturbate again on his own. I'd met Xiaowei's mother before; she used to come to my house often when his parents were still married.

She was quite pretty, with a good figure. But back then, I wasn't really interested in those things. Now, trying to recall what she looked like, combined with what Xiaowei told me, it's deeply etched in my mind. It became the material for my masturbation fantasies for a long time afterward, much more stimulating than any pornographic novel. Before he came back, Xiaowei asked his mother why she divorced his father. His mother said that what she wanted, Xiaowei's father couldn't give her, and told Xiaowei not to worry about it. She told him to take care of himself, not cause trouble, and to look after his health. First, I think this is a stupid question. Second, I think his mom telling him to take care of his health means he should masturbate less. Xiaowei is still conflicted. He said he'd seen that guy's penis, which was about the same size as his, but not as good as his dad's. I think the reason is obvious.

Winter break ended just like that. School was the same as always, the teachers were indifferent and we were listless. Xiaowei and I still spent all our free time in the arcade. We added a new activity at night: fantasizing about Xiaowei's mom. Strangely, I never fantasized about myself; it was always about Xiaowei's mom and that guy. Until one night, Xiaowei suddenly said to me, "Actually, your mom has a better figure than my mom..." with a lewd smile on his face. I was stunned for a moment, unable to think of a reply. Seeing that I didn't speak, Xiaowei said that he had been paying attention to my mom these past few days. "Your mom's breasts are big and plump, and her butt is round and a bit perky. She looks much better than my mom." Following Xiaowei's words, I replaced the image of Xiaowei's mom in my mind with my mom, and a surge of excitement instantly rushed up from my lower body... I shamelessly got an erection. I glanced at Xiaowei; his expression was probably just as lewd as his.

A dormant thought was awakened in my mind. Actually, when I used to fantasize about Xiaowei's mother, my mom's image would sometimes suddenly pop into my head, but I always suppressed the thought, preventing it from growing. Now, it was awakened, filling my brain and making me unable to stop. I hadn't paid much attention to my mom before, probably because I was used to it. My mom is quite low-key, usually speaking softly and doing things slowly and methodically, never in a hurry. I've never heard her swear, nor has she ever hit me; if she's angry, she'll just ignore me. This is different from many people her age. I only knew that my mom had good skin and hair before, because when I accompanied her shopping for clothes, people would always say, "Wow, your skin is so white, and your hair is so beautiful." Before, I had no interest in that. But from that night on, we started to "pay attention" to my mom.

At that time, my mom was probably under 40, not very tall, less than 1.6 meters. Her whole body looked full and rounded. Her breasts and buttocks weren't particularly large, but they weren't small either; they felt "plump." I realized that if you looked closely, even when my mom dressed conservatively, you could still sense her "sexiness" through her clothes. My mom always dressed properly at home and rarely "exposed" herself. The most exciting time was when she came out to get water at night, wearing a pink thermal underwear set that was a bit tight. I was sitting on the sofa watching TV. Looking through the kitchen door, I saw her buttocks leaning against the kitchen stove, her head tilted back as she drank water. Her two breasts hung on her chest like large grapefruits, and her lower abdomen was slightly protruding.

Her legs weren't long, but they were round and full. The most alluring part was the junction of her thighs; the thermal underwear created a perfect inverted triangle shape, with a faint indentation in the middle. When her legs moved, the alluring bulge seemed to wriggle. My heart raced, and my breathing became unsteady. If Xiao Wei had seen this, he might have ejaculated on the spot. Xiaowei is much more lewd than me. Whenever my mom is around, he avoids her gaze and stares at her intently, his eyes gleaming with a lewd and obscene look. I've reminded him to be careful a few times. A few days later, my dad came back, and we both toned it down. Both my dad and Xiaowei's dad are salesmen at the factory, and they're usually not home. This time, they were on vacation together, and Xiaowei went back to stay with his dad for a few days; his house isn't far from mine. I've finally figured things out. I kept thinking that since my dad was back so late, something must have happened between him and my mom. The tragedy is that our walls are very soundproof; I couldn't hear a thing. A few times, I sneaked to the door to eavesdrop after they closed it, but I didn't hear anything. They don't talk much to begin with, and the few conversations I overheard were mostly about me. After listening for several nights in a row, I only heard my mom once softly say, "If it doesn't work, then forget it," and then turn off the light and there was no more sound. When I got home, my mind started racing. What didn't work? Why didn't it work? Couldn't I get an erection? ...My dad was fat; if he stood up straight, he probably couldn't see his own penis. I figured it must be because he was impotent.

A few days later, my dad left, and Xiaowei continued to live with me. We still fantasized every night, masturbated, and then went to sleep. I clearly distinguished between fantasy and reality, believing that fantasy was just fantasy and nothing could happen in real life. Until one Tuesday morning. That morning, I woke up to find Xiaowei staring at the ceiling, not like he had just woken up. I was a little surprised; usually, I was the one who woke him. Seeing I was awake, he didn't say anything, just seemed lost in thought. While I was getting dressed, he suddenly said he remembered something at home and had to go back. Then he quickly got dressed and left. I didn't think much of it, planning to wash up and go out for breakfast. My mom had already left; she works at the county XX bureau. I think she manages some kind of library or something. She can't be late, but she can leave early.

I can usually get home early in the afternoon to cook. We eat breakfast out. When I went into the bathroom, I noticed a corner of a sheet sticking out of the washing machine—it was clearly my mom's sheet. My mom always comes home in the afternoon to do laundry; it's rare for her to change the sheets in the morning. I casually lifted the washing machine lid to take a look. Inside, besides the sheet, were my mom's underwear and bra. Although I'm not particularly interested in underwear, I still fantasize about it occasionally. Picking up my mom's underwear, I noticed the crotch area was wet—not just a little, but the entire crotch area, including the vulva area. It was also wrinkled, as if it had been roughly handled, and had a strong smell—not exactly pleasant, but arousing. My penis started to swell. I realized my mom, like us, takes care of herself. But when I pulled up the sheet, I noticed something was wrong. Some parts of the sheet were stuck together, and when I pulled them apart, I could tell they were semen stains. Some areas weren't completely dry—I knew that stuff all too well. I was startled, and my mind raced. My dad passed away long ago. I don't sleepwalk, and even if I did, I wouldn't dare. It could only be Xiaowei! Thinking how incredibly bold this kid was, I went into my mom's room and found a large wad of toilet paper in the trash can.

Opening it, I saw undried mucus inside, along with a few soft, pale yellow hairs. Xiaowei has large testicles, but they don't grow hair; this must be my mom's. At this point, though it was hard to believe, I was certain my mom had been raped by Xiaowei.

On my way to school, I kept thinking about what to do, but I couldn't come up with anything. When I got to school, Xiaowei was already there, his eyes darting around when he saw me. When I asked him why he was in such a hurry, he stammered. He avoided me all day, which further confirmed my suspicions. After school in the afternoon, he said he had something to do and might not be staying at my house for the next few days. I just said "oh" and didn't say anything. When I got home, my mom had already washed the sheets and was cooking. She seemed a little restless and preoccupied, and she broke a bowl. That night, I couldn't sleep; my mind was filled with images of Xiaowei raping my mom. Before, when I fantasized about my mom, the image of the man was vague—neither myself nor my dad.

Perhaps I hoped it would be someone similar to Xiaowei's mom's boyfriend. Now, that image is crystal clear: it's Xiaowei. Sure enough,

Xiaowei didn't come to my house for a few days. I asked him why, and he said his dad had asked him to do something, etc. I secretly despised his poor lying skills. He kept trying to get information out of me, subtly asking about my mom whenever he had the chance. I told him everything was fine. My mom was indeed fine, except for being a little out of sorts on the first day. However, it was a bit unusual that she didn't ask about Xiaowei's absence for several days. After three days, Xiaowei probably thought everything was really alright and said he was done with his business and would come to my house today. When he entered, he seemed a little guilty, constantly trying to lean behind me. I glanced at him, and he immediately returned to normal. My mom was in the living room, and her expression was complicated when Xiaowei greeted her. During dinner, neither of us spoke. Xiaowei, trying to make conversation, told a completely unfunny joke. Neither my mom nor I reacted, and he gave an awkward laugh. That night in my room, instead of fantasizing about his mom or my mom as usual, we chatted about games for a while and then went to sleep. These past few days I've been wildly speculating: forced sex? Sexual intercourse? Half-hearted resistance? My mom seducing me? The more I thought about it, the more excited I got. Finally, I decided I had to find out.

After lying down for a while, I pretended to be asleep, keeping an eye on Xiaowei's movements beside me. This kid is usually timid, but his lust is incredibly audacious; if it happened once, it'll definitely happen again. Xiaowei kept tossing and turning after he fell asleep, but I ignored him

. After a while, Xiaowei suddenly asked me, "Are you asleep?" I didn't answer because my back was to him. He quietly got up and left. I heard him go into the bathroom, wait in the living room for a while, and then come back to bed. After a while, Xiaowei nudged me twice with his arm, thinking I was really asleep, then got up and tiptoed out, closing the door behind him. I thought he was about to "make his move," so as soon as he left, I quietly got up and went to the door. By the light of the distant lamp, I saw Xiaowei stop at my mother's door, hesitate for a moment, then turn back to the living room. He circled back to my mother's door and stood there motionless. I thought the boy was quite conflicted. Xiaowei stood there for a few minutes, and just as I was wondering if he was going to knock, he suddenly opened my mother's door and went in. He did it quickly, closing the door behind him.

I immediately opened my half-closed door and rushed to my mother's door. Then I heard my mother's slightly panicked voice say, "Xiaowei, why are you here again? Get out!" I heard it clearly, "again." Then I heard Xiaowei walk to my mother's bedside, saying, "Auntie, I missed you." My mother's voice was urgent, low, and fast-paced, "No, Xiaowei, listen to me. I'm your aunt, your elder, we can't do this. You're still young, Auntie doesn't blame you for what happened last time, go back and get some sleep..." Then my mom made a soft "hmm" sound and couldn't say anything more, followed by rustling sounds of struggling. I lay on the floor, my ear pressed against the crack under the door. I discovered this a while ago when I was trying to eavesdrop on my parents' activities. My house is well-insulated; I couldn't hear anything through the walls, and there was nowhere to peep. Only through this crack under the door could I see if the light was on inside, and with my ear pressed against it, I could clearly hear the sounds inside. There was no light inside. I heard my mom's mouth sound like it was being gagged, making intermittent, very soft sounds, "No, don't... don't... um... um." It sounded like Xiaowei was kissing my mom. Then the struggling stopped, and I could only hear my mom's breathing, a little rapid. Xiaowei was silent. After a while, my mom's breathing became louder, mixed with very soft "hmm" sounds.

Then I heard a "pop" sound, like Xiaowei kissed my mom hard, and then whispered to my mom, "Auntie, is it comfortable? You're all wet down there." My mom didn't answer. As Xiaowei spoke, I seemed to hear a "gurgling..." sound of water. Then came a rustling sound and my mother's weak "No." Then came Xiaowei's low, long "Ah..." and my mother's "Mmm... Ah...". I figured Xiaowei's penis was inside my mother's vagina. The intense pleasure made my mother unable to hold back, and she cried out, then tried to suppress it. At this point, I was kneeling at my mother's door, already rock hard. I imagined Xiaowei's hairless penis inside my mother's swollen vagina, reaching my right hand into my underwear to grab his penis and slowly stroking it, trying to get my ear close to the crack in the door—I must have looked incredibly lewd. Then there was no sound, not even their breathing. After about a minute, I heard my mother's bed start to creak softly and rhythmically.

Then the creaking grew louder, accompanied by the sounds of flesh colliding. It wasn't a crisp "slap slap," but a low, muffled "plop plop." Then Xiaowei's breathing quickened, and my mother started panting, occasionally letting out a soft moan. I even heard the "gurgling" sound I thought I'd misheard earlier, rhythmic like a "plop." These sounds combined were infinitely more stimulating than any pornographic film, novel, or story I'd ever seen or heard. My hands moved faster and faster. Just when I thought I was about to climax, the sounds of flesh slapping, the "gurgling" of water, and the creaking of the bed suddenly stopped. Only Xiaowei's rapid breathing and my mother's heavy panting remained, very distinct. And my mother's panting grew louder and louder, involuntarily making "hmm, hmm" sounds. Xiaowei seemed to be rhythmically straining, his breathing sounding like he was desperate. Soon after, I heard my mother let out a long "ah..."—a sound of her mouth wide open but then lowered. Then, after a muffled groan from Xiaowei, only the sounds of the two of them panting remained. Listening to the ecstatic moans, imagining Xiaowei pressing his buttocks against my mother's plump, fair body, thrusting his penis into her vagina, and my mother trembling with orgasm, I couldn't help but erupt as well... The panting inside gradually subsided, and then there was no sound.

I was still excited after ejaculating, but a little more sober. Afraid that Xiaowei or my mom might suddenly come out, I slipped back to my room. I waited in bed for a while, but heard no sound, so I quietly went to my mom's room. There was still no sound from inside. I was wondering if they were asleep when I heard Xiaowei whisper, "Auntie, was it good just now?" His tone was a little smug. My mom didn't say anything, but she let out a soft "Ah." Xiaowei continued, "Was it good? You even moaned just now." My mom also spoke, "Oh... don't..." Her words were full of shyness. Then I heard the bed creak again, this time for longer than before. After a long time, it suddenly stopped for a few seconds, and then I heard a loud "slap slap slap" sound. Without a doubt, Xiaowei was vigorously thrusting into my mom, and my penis shamelessly got hard again. But after only a few thrusts, I heard my mom say, "Be quiet, don't wake Xiaozhi," and the slapping sound stopped. Then I heard my mother's heavy breathing and high-pitched "hmm" sounds, along with Xiao Wei's straining voice. Soon, my mother's breathing became more rapid, and the "hmm" sounds increased, sometimes even escaping with a soft "ah." But the sounds were very quiet, as if she was trying hard to suppress them. Just then, I heard Xiao Wei, panting heavily, ask my mother, "Auntie, are you going to climax again? Is my cock feeling good?" Right after he finished speaking, I heard my mother let out a long "hmm..." followed by several trembling "ahs"—"ah...ah..."—which felt much more intense than the first time.

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