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Let me start with a self-introduction. My name is Sun Hui, and I'm not bad-looking, not embarrassing at all. I'm the son of the former owner of Huihuang Technology. Why the former owner of Huihuang Technology? Because my father was assassinated, my mother died from excessive grief, and then these so-called relatives, greedy for money, seized Huihuang Technology, causing it to go bankrupt in less than a few months. The reason is that all the company funds of my father were managed by my mother, and after she died, they were given to me.

I bought this villa to escape those so-called relatives. It's a bit lonely living alone, but it's nice without any worries.

"Sigh~ I'm bored. Anyway, it's almost noon, so I'll go out for lunch." I muttered to myself as I walked out the door, lazily closing it. Just as I was about to get into the car, a seductive voice called out to me.

"Little Sun, going out?"

"Yes, Aunt Yan. I'm bored at home today, so I'm going out for lunch." I turned around and looked at the person who spoke. This person's figure was so sensual, [the whole text] she didn't look like someone who had given birth. Her beautiful long hair cascaded down her back, and her large eyes had captivated me ever since I grew up. And those bright red lips—I really wanted to taste them.

Just as I was lost in thought, Aunt Yan said,

"Little Sun, I'm not saying this to you, but you're so old, why don't you find a job? Even if your parents left you a lot of money, you can spend it all in a lifetime! And don't just stay indoors all the time, go out and meet girls, have a relationship, wouldn't that be better?"

I hurriedly added, trying to cover up my feelings, "Aunt Yan, I know. I will."

"Come on, I just finished cooking. It's lonely eating at home alone, come eat with me."

"What are you afraid of? Come on, it's quite lonely at home alone." With that, Aunt Yan turned and walked towards the house next to mine.

"Oh, thank you, Aunt Yan." "As I walked towards Aunt Yan's house, I recalled the events when we first moved here. Aunt Yan is a very nice person, but she's also a bit unlucky, similar to my family. However, her husband died of cancer, which occurred just three days after their wedding. Her husband used to own a company, so after his death, all his assets went to Aunt Yan, and she moved here to find some peace and quiet.

After having dinner with Aunt Yan, I had nothing to do but go home and watch some AV. Eating with this mature and charming woman always makes my penis hard, so I watched AV to release some tension. I was afraid of getting a virus on my computer, so I didn't dare go online. I could only find some AVs that my dad used to collect to enjoy. I've never been able to throw away my parents' belongings. I miss them so much!

"Huh~ Why isn't there any picture sticker on this AV? Let's put it on and take a look, since I have nothing else to do." I muttered to myself, "Son, when you see this videotape, you'll probably be all grown up by now, right?" "Don't watch these porn videos all the time, it's bad for your health." A video of Dad appeared on TV? Did he...he know he was dying? Why?

Just as my mind was filled with questions, Dad's voice rang out again.

"Son, you probably have a lot of questions, but remember, don't worry about my cause of death anymore, it's in the past. Remember, I'm doing this for your own good! And let me tell you something else, I invented something, and now I'm giving it to you. Take good care of it. Don't have any sense of justice or evil in your heart, as long as you're doing well, that's what's truly good. Now I'll teach you how to use it, watch! Ta-da! A flashlight!" *

Thump!* I fell heavily to the ground, filled with frustration.

"Son, don't think this is an ordinary thing, it's a hypnosis flashlight. There are three buttons on the flashlight, red is for altering common sense, black is for altering memories, and white is the most powerful—it's for illusion attacks." Point the flashlight at the person's eyes, press the button you need, and shine it on your target for two seconds. If their eyes become lifeless, you've succeeded. Then say the words you want to change, and finally shine the light on their eyes to restore their senses. [Full text] Done. Goodbye, son, I... Waaah. I love... I love... you and your mother so much." "

Dad..." Waaah... Dad..." I cried with heartache, but just as the tears left my eyes, my dad's voice came from the TV again:

"Hehe, son, don't cry. I forgot to mention that the black and white buttons are just in the imagination stage, so they don't have this function. Hehe." The things are in my black suitcase, take them yourself! Goodbye. "Bang!" I fell to the ground again, got up again, found the flashlight my dad mentioned, and familiarized myself with how to operate it. I was very annoyed. Who should I test it on? Sigh... "Right, Aunt Yan, can't you test it on me?" "Hehe," I said, arriving at Aunt Yan's door and ringing the doorbell. After a while, the door opened.

"Little Sun, what brings you here?" Aunt Yan asked, surprised that I had come again, as I rarely visit her home unless there's a specific reason.

"Um... Aunt Yan, I think I left something at your house while we were eating," I said awkwardly. "Really? Come in and look for it. You're such a forgetful child," Aunt Yan said helplessly as she let me in.

I pretended to search for a while, then secretly took out a flashlight from my pocket and said happily,

"Aunt Yan, I found it! This is a flashlight my dad invented, it's really amazing. You can see your future in the light!" I said seriously. "Really? Is there such a magical thing?" Aunt Yan asked skeptically. "Yes," I said, pressing the button to turn on the light and pointing it at Aunt Yan's eyes. After a short while, Aunt Yan's expression froze. My excitement was unparalleled, but what common sense should I change? Looking at Aunt Yan's mature and charming face, it seemed as if two voices were simultaneously ringing in my mind, the balance between good and evil shifted by my father's words.

I slowly walked up to Aunt Yan and replaced the common sense in her mind with some interesting things. Just thinking about Aunt Yan's reaction made me feel like my lower body was about to explode. "Be patient, be patient, good things should be savored slowly."

Just filling Aunt Yan's memory with these things and replacing ordinary common sense took me quite a bit of time, but I believed my hard work would definitely not be in vain.

"Phew, Aunt Yan, did you remember everything I just said?" I said, sitting down on the sofa and drinking the water in the glass on the table in one gulp. After saying so much, plus the feeling of excitement, tension, and stimulation, I was already feeling parched.

"Yes... I remember." Although I only said it once, a person in a hypnotic state will never forget anything. The human brain is indeed a very powerful thing.

So I shone the flashlight into Aunt Yan's eyes, and her gaze cleared again, seemingly no different from before. But I knew that the Aunt Yan before me was now a "woman" I had transformed; yes, at this moment, her identity as a woman excited me even more than her identity as Aunt Yan.

After regaining her senses, Aunt Yan shook her head as if she were dizzy. I pretended to be concerned and said,

"Aunt Yan, what's wrong? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, just a little dizzy, but I feel better now," Aunt Yan replied."Really? Oh, Aunt Yan, I forgot to brush my teeth while eating. I'm so sorry, I'll definitely remember next time." I said apologetically. "You... sigh... you're always so forgetful, how can that be?" Aunt Yan said, coming to the sofa where I was sitting and sitting next to me. Before I could react, she kissed me, and it was an extremely passionate and bold French kiss. 　　Aunt Yan's nimble and warm tongue gently pried open my lips and began to entwine with mine. [Common sense change, brushing Sun Hui's teeth = French kiss] (The feeling of kissing is really good, no, even better than I imagined.) A unique feminine scent wafted into my nostrils, instantly intoxicating me.

Fortunately, my first time was with Aunt Yan, who was very experienced. If it had been a novice like me, we probably would both have been at a loss.

Aunt Yan's French kiss was incredibly passionate, almost sucking away all my saliva. Then, Aunt Yan's throat moved a few times, as if she had swallowed all of my saliva.

Of course, I wouldn't sit idly by and start my own attack. My palate, gums, and the back of my tongue, guided by Aunt Yan's fragrant tongue, gradually reached a climax. I gently held Aunt Yan's tongue in my mouth and sucked hard.

"Mmm!" Aunt Yan trembled slightly, but then she became even more intense in her kiss with me.

After a full five minutes, we both felt a little tired and slowly separated, a glistening line of saliva still connecting our lips. Aunt Yan's cheeks were flushed, and her breathing was rapid, but even so, her eyes remained clear, as if the intense French kiss was nothing more than an insignificant matter. I guessed that my face was just as red and hot now, but I didn't show the slightest surprise.

"Aunt Yan, I just learned a beauty technique. Can I try it on you?" I said, looking at Aunt Yan's flushed face. "Sure, my skin's been a bit wrinkled these past few days. Here you go, thank you!" Aunt Yan said, standing up and taking off her coat, revealing only a close-fitting cotton vest. Because it clung to her body, the outline of her bra was clearly visible.

Aunt Yan sat down again, this time with her back to me, sitting on my lap, her lower body pressed against my already erect penis, but she didn't seem to notice at all.

My hand immediately pressed down on her breasts. (So big, so soft!) Even through her clothes, I could still feel how alluring Aunt Yan's almost too large to grasp in one hand was. I gently squeezed it, and the elasticity and softness that came back were indescribable. "Common sense transformation, massage = breast kneading." "Yes, like that, knead slowly, phew, not bad, Xiao Sun, you've learned it so well." Aunt Yan praised.

Aunt Yan's breasts felt incredibly good to the touch; no matter how much I kneaded them, they never felt greasy. For a moment, I felt a childlike urge and began kneading her breasts into different shapes – it was so much fun!

Gradually, Aunt Yan's breathing became heavier, and her lower body swayed slightly involuntarily. I could even feel a wet liquid on my penis.

"Aunt Yan, taking off your bra will make the massage even more effective!"

"You take it off," she said, completely treating the breast kneading as a massage, even making no attempt to hide it by asking me to remove her bra.

Hearing this command, my already somewhat hard penis jerked. I had never done anything like unhooking a woman's bra before. I used my right hand to roll up Aunt Yan's close-fitting vest. I didn't intend to take off this cotton vest right now.

Aunt Yan's bra today was a seductive purple, and it was even strapless; it would automatically fall off once the back clasp was unfastened.

Whether it was because I was too nervous or because it was my first time unhooking a woman's bra, I couldn't undo even one small clasp.

"How clumsy." Seemingly sensing my embarrassment, Aunt Yan chuckled and scolded me lightly, easily untying the purple bra with her hands.

In an instant, my previously restrained breasts sprang free.

I picked up the red bra Aunt Yan had placed aside and held it to my nose, inhaling deeply. A captivating woman's fragrance filled my nostrils.

"So fragrant." Aunt Yan showed no remorse for my lewd behavior, instead saying happily, "Since you like it, little Sun, I'll give it to you. Now continue massaging me." (Even through the clothes, the feel is so wonderful; what would it be like to touch them directly?) I couldn't help but swallow hard, my hands trembling as I climbed onto Aunt Yan's noble breasts. An indescribable, wonderful feeling transmitted from my palms—soft and elastic, like the texture of jelly or pudding. How could such a wonderful thing exist in the world?

Aunt Yan's breasts seemed to have a magical power, firmly holding my hands, allowing me to caress and knead them incessantly. My fingers quickly reached her nipples. They were already erect, seemingly from the earlier rubbing. I gently pinched them a few times.

"Mmm..." I seemed to hear Aunt Yan biting her lip and moaning. Although her mind wasn't fully engaged, her body was clearly experiencing pleasure.

(That's about enough; I couldn't hold back any longer.) So I hugged Aunt Yan and said,

"Aunt Yan, a massage right after eating [the full text] isn't good. How about we do some weight-loss exercises after eating [the full text]? I don't know how, Aunt Yan, you have to teach me!" I said with a wicked smile, "Sure, no problem. But it's been a long time since I've done it, I'm afraid I've gotten rusty. Don't criticize if I don't do it well." As she

spoke, Aunt Yan took off the rest of her clothes. "Wow! So beautiful!" It's a pity she's been a widow for so many years. Pah!! Pah!! "How could I have found such a beauty if Aunt Yan hadn't become a widow?" While I was lost in thought, Aunt Yan came to me and began to undress me, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. After undressing me, Aunt Yan led me into her mysterious boudoir. Looking at everything in the boudoir, my heart fluttered. I never dreamed that one day I would not be in Aunt Yan's boudoir.

"Come on, Xiao Sun, lie down. I'll perform a split." Aunt Yan said naked. "Aunt Yan, don't rush. Do you usually exercise?" (Related to sex = exercise for weight loss) I said, "Exercise by myself? Yes, after my husband died, there was no one to exercise with me, so I usually exercise by myself. What? Xiao Sun wants to see?"

"Yes, Aunt Yan. You exercise by yourself, and then you can perform a split for me, okay?" I pretended to be very expectant. "I really can't help it, okay. Watch carefully." Aunt Yan walked to the wardrobe and searched for a while before actually taking out a vibrator. Then I lay down on the bed and started masturbating. Looking at Aunt Yan's alluring eyes and slender figure, I couldn't hold back any longer. I went to the bed and stood in front of her, holding my penis to her lips, saying,

"Aunt Yan, don't just exercise yourself, help me exercise too. Look how fat my penis has become."

Aunt Yan looked up at me with lustful eyes, then grabbed my penis and put it in her cherry-like mouth.

"Ah..." As soon as my penis entered, I felt a suction, almost making me ejaculate. Aunt Yan held her vulva with one hand and my penis with the other, her tempting cherry-like mouth licking the glans like a banana and a popsicle.

"Ah... I came... Aunt Yan... you're so amazing!" My sudden peak almost made me fall onto the bed.

"Of course, I was a school team athlete when I was young," Aunt Yan said while masturbating. However, because of my orgasm just now, I sprayed semen all over Aunt Yan's face. Now Aunt Yan's condition made my penis stand up again. Aunt Yan said:

"Wow, young man, you're quite energetic. How about we exercise a bit, and I'll show you my splits?" “

Okay, Aunt Yan,” I replied as I lay down on the bed.

Aunt Yan came to me and slowly spread her legs. Her honey pot aligned with my erect penis, and she sat down on it. As soon as I entered, I felt myself being sucked in, and a gush of fluid rushed towards my penis. Incredibly, Aunt Yan immediately reached orgasm. I moved gently, and Aunt Yan, sensing my movements, controlled her vaginal muscles to tighten around my penis, wanting me to ejaculate.

Finally, at the same time as Aunt Yan's second orgasm, accompanied by her gushing vaginal fluid and the tightening of her cervix, I couldn't hold back any longer and released my semen. In an instant, my penis and glans swelled to their maximum size, and then my mind went blank as streams of semen shot directly into Aunt Yan's uterus.

Aunt Yan collapsed weakly onto the bed. I gently shone a flashlight on her, and after she showed a blank expression, I immediately revised some common sense rules so that Aunt Yan would voluntarily come to my place every day to do weight loss exercises.

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