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[Teacher Mom's Sexy Flesh] [1-38] [Author: qwert79268] [Novel Title]: Teacher Mom's Sexy Flesh [Novel Author]: qwert79268 [File Size]: 429kb [Excerpt Preview]: They were playing mother-son role-playing in the room late at night, without even closing the door. This must have been Mingfei's idea. Listening to my mother's moans from next door, my heart was pounding. I didn't know what to feel, but excitement overcame everything. I knew very well that my mother was being sexually abused by Mingfei in the room. Although her physical desires were greatly released, I could guess that my mother must feel guilty towards me. After all, her own son was sleeping next door, while she was in the bedroom playing incest with her son's best friend, having sex with him to her heart's content. Lying in bed, thinking about Mingfei teasing my mother at the dining table, stroking her pussy, and even taking off her sexy panties and giving them to me, made me extremely excited. I casually put my mother's wet sexy panties over my head, smelled my mother's sexy scent, and fell asleep. I don't know how long I slept, but a sudden urge to pee woke me up. Still half-asleep, I opened the door to the bathroom and saw my mother kneeling on the bed like a dog, an electric dildo inserted into her anus. Mingfei was straddling her, one hand gripping her hair, the other slapping her large buttocks hard, while my mother moaned with pleasure. "Ah, oh, my husband and son, it feels so good to be hit like this, son, harder! Hit my ass harder, squeeze my breasts until they burst, ah!" This seemed to be my real mother. Her buttocks were swollen from the beating, her breasts almost bursting, and she still wasn't satisfied. If this continued, Mingfei would only use more cruel methods to satisfy her. But I knew in my heart that no matter how cruel Mingfei tortured her, it was paradise for my lewd mother. I, this perverted son, was also full of anticipation for what would happen next. After urinating, I went back to my room and drifted off to sleep. The next morning, I woke up groggily, my erection already fully erect. I got dressed, intending to go to the bathroom, and instinctively glanced into my mother's room. Mingfei was still fast asleep in bed; he must have been exhausted the night before. Turning around, I saw my mother making breakfast in the kitchen. Hearing the sound, she turned around and was startled to see me. I was immediately shocked. My mother was wearing a transparent lingerie top, her breasts clearly visible, and a thong underneath. Her plump buttocks were completely exposed. I figured if she turned around, I could see her purplish-red labia and dark pubic hair. A pair of black stockings and high heels further accentuated her perfect maternal figure. Under my gaze, my face turned as red as an apple. No matter what, any mother, no matter how promiscuous, would feel embarrassed dressed like that in front of her own son. But I could see that this perverse sexual activity had made my mother radiant; she looked even fuller and more beautiful. "Oh dear, son, you're up so early! Don't look at me, I didn't mean to dress like this. Mingfei made me. I'm so sorry, son, I love Mingfei so much, I can't live without him. Even if he asked me to die, I would do it willingly. Please forgive me, son, I'm his for life." My mother shyly covered her face, her voice trembling with tears. I went over and put my hand on her shoulder, saying, "Mom, you don't need to apologize. I've thought it through tonight. Raising me wasn't easy, and you're so old now, suppressing your feelings for so many years. Now that you've found your true love, I'll support you no matter what." "Thank you, son. You understand me, so I'm not afraid of anything anymore." With that, my mother turned and hugged me, pulling me into her arms and stroking my hair. I, in turn, enjoyed the softness of her large breasts. My wife, isn't this right? How can she be so distant with her own son? "I don't know when, but Mingfei stood in the doorway, smiling as he watched my son and me hug. My mother quickly let go of me, put all the breakfast on the table, and the three of us ate together. Mingfei hugged my mother and said, 'You slut, I can't eat anymore, my dick is hard again, help me cool down, give me a blowjob.' 'Honey, we were up all night yesterday, why are you wanting to again today? Our son is still eating here, what am I supposed to do?' 'I don't care, since you're embarrassed, just give me a blowjob under the table so our son can't see, right?' 'Ugh, you're such a nemesis.'" "With that, Mom knelt on the ground helplessly, crawled under the table like a dog, stuck out her plump buttocks, pulled down Mingfei's underwear, and put his penis in her mouth. Mom's buttocks were facing me, her thong underwear digging into her cunt, her labia majora clearly visible. Her buttocks were still moving, and I could see clearly that Mingfei's handprints were still on Mom's buttocks, it seemed she had been beaten quite badly yesterday. Mingfei gave me a lewd smile. His own son was eating breakfast with his classmate Cangshustore at the table, while he was giving his son's classmate a deep throat under the table, you can imagine how lewd this scene was. "Oh, wife, it feels so good, deeper, it's in my throat, it feels so good, I'm going to cum." "Mom was moaning, and anyone who didn't know better would think she was about to vomit. Her hips were moving back and forth faster and faster, and a little bit of vaginal fluid was flowing out of her genitals. It seemed that Mom's sex drive was really strong. "Ah, so good. Son, your mom's little slutty mouth is just too good. You have to try it too. I'm coming." Mingfei ejaculated, all of it into Mom's slutty mouth. Mom crawled out from under the table, breathing heavily, her breasts heaving, a little semen still spilling from the corner of her mouth, her face flushed, with a happy and satisfied expression. When she saw me staring at her large labia tightly bound by her thong, she immediately turned away shyly, swaying her mature maternal buttocks as she went back to her room. After Mingfei and I finished breakfast, we returned to my room. "Hey bro, you've trained my mom pretty well, haven't you? What are you planning to do with her next? But no matter how you do it, even if she likes masochism, you can't break my mom." "Damn, Haoran, don't worry, even if I'm a pervert, I won't go too far. But your mom's sexual potential has really been unlocked; her libido is incredibly high. I'm really afraid I can't satisfy her. Besides, playing like this all the time isn't very exciting. We need to try something different. I currently have five ideas for playing with her. First, have your mom go on QQ or forums to seduce some perverted boys who, like us, like mothers. Then let them play role-playing games with your mom, incestuous relationships, let them abuse your mom, and we can learn from them. Or, have your mom be a queen and discipline these boys who like perverted mothers. Last night, after you went to sleep, I showed your mom a Japanese queen-themed movie. She was stunned and drooling. It seems your mom not only likes being abused, but she's also looking forward to being a queen." Second, have her seduce her students, like those two bad students she mentioned. Honestly, I'd prefer her students to actively rape your mother, making this slutty teacher like in the movie "The Fallen Mature Teacher," having a vibrator inserted into her vagina by her students in class, having her genitals stimulated with their fingers, and being gang-raped and disciplined in the toilet and dormitory. But they probably don't have the guts. Third, have her sell her body. We'll be pimps, mainly catering to foreigners and people with perverted tendencies. That's fine too. Fourth, have your mother go to Japan to film mature women incestuous discipline movies, becoming a BV actress. I reckon with your mother's looks and that irresistible vagina, she'd definitely surpass the likes of Ryoko Murakami and Ayane Asakura. [Full Download Link]: /file/qvnbmtmxmti3oa.html [Beautiful and Alluring Seductive Mom] [1-36 Extra Chapters 1-14, Updated 10.25] [Author: Qinglou Louzhu] [Novel Title]: Baby Mom Lan Feifei [File Size]: 1.64mb [Novel Author]: Brothel Master [Excerpt Preview]: Her slender waist writhed with arousal, and a sudden surge of desire quickly made Aunt Chacha's lower body wet. She raised her long, graceful legs and rubbed them against my body, her elastic thighs massaging my hips. Her alluring, untouched vulva, after brushing against my body and being moistened by my youthful breath, seemed like a bewitching flower that had absorbed all the essence. If I could see it now, I would have noticed that Aunt Chacha's originally purplish-brown labia majora were engorged and swollen, now half their previous size. Beneath her neatly trimmed pubic hair, the rosy labia minora and clitoris of her wide-open vulva were growing at a visible rate. The two halves of her previously wrinkled and retracted labia minora now resembled two vibrant, pinkish-red petals of flesh. On Aunt Chacha's not particularly thick vulva, her aroused vulva looked like a strange flower. Unfortunately, I didn't see this rare and beautiful sight. Seemingly in a trance, I was passionately licking and sucking Aunt Chacha's light brown nipples. Aunt Chacha's nipples were neither too big nor too small, long like fleshy pillars. Because Aunt Chacha's breasts were rather pointed, I could easily take both the nipple and areola into my mouth. Perhaps because of the lack of lubrication from a woman's saliva, Aunt Chacha's nipples had a noticeably rougher texture, with small bumps on her areolas. Every time my lips touched her nipples, Aunt Chacha's breasts trembled. Because I was in a state of instinctive craving, I sucked with the same force as when I was nursing. The desire to draw out milk made me increase the force, forcefully taking Aunt Chacha's nipple into my mouth. I sucked the one-centimeter-long nipple until it was half its original length. Aunt Chacha's rationality, which had been trying to suppress her desire, could no longer be controlled. She let out a seductive and cloying moan, and her innate allure finally radiated its full potential. I felt as if my body was wrapped by many soft, smooth tentacles. Aunt Chacha's slender, white snake-like body completely enveloped me. Her huge breasts, which I had sucked until they were swollen, rubbed against my face. It was like when my mother deliberately teased me by not letting me nurse, or when she was in heat and would move her alluring nipples around my mouth for me to suckle. Moistened by my saliva, her nipples became soft and plump, turning a seductive crimson. Her firm, tender shafts swayed from side to side in my mouth, even sliding against my teeth. They stung slightly from my teeth's scraping, but this mild pain and tingling only excited Aunt Chacha more. She moaned softly, extending her fragrant tongue from my earlobe to my cheek, then sliding down to my shoulder, before opening her small mouth and sucking gently on my neck. Her beautifully long, slender legs tightly gripped my body, while the smoothest flesh of her inner thighs rubbed against me seductively. My lower body, teased repeatedly by Aunt Chacha's wet, fleshy opening, finally began to swell and harden. Her hot, slightly burning vulva exhaled a slightly fishy, alluring fragrance. The already warm and comfortable bed was further heated by Aunt Chacha and me, a damp, sweet scent filling the dim, cramped space. Suddenly, my glans touched her delicate, plump vulva, and Aunt Chacha let out a seductive moan, "Ahhhhh!" She felt her uterus and vaginal walls contract tightly, and a thick, sticky liquid was squeezed out, like honey, wetting her entire beautiful vulva and the base of her thighs. Her plump, round buttocks wiggled ingratiatingly, the slippery fluid in her cleft making a "gurgling" sound with each movement. Even her anus was now covered in incredibly sticky, lustful fluid. [Full download link]: /file/qvnbmtmxmti3mq.[HTML3] [Beautiful Stocking-Clad Teacher Mom] [01-07] [Author: Wang Hongwei] [Novel Title]: Beautiful Stocking-Clad Teacher Mom [File Size]: 92k [Novel Author]: Wang Hongwei [Excerpt Preview]: Li Shiyun, only 36 years old this year, is a Chinese language teacher and homeroom teacher at the No. 3 Middle School in the city. She is the dream girl of all the normal men in the school. Without seeing her ID card, no one would believe that she is already the mother of a junior high school boy. She is 1.65 meters tall, with two long, straight, and beautiful legs, yet possessing the roundness of a mature woman. Her buttocks below the waist are round and full, and her thighs and calves have no excess fat, with smooth and delicate skin. Her height is not short, and her two flawless legs are supported by a pair of small feet, only size 35. Her beautiful feet have no dead skin or wrinkles, especially her crystal-clear toes. Her toenails are cut very evenly and neatly, with a faint peach pink color, covering her toes and highlighting her fair feet. She is simply indescribably beautiful. Looking up from her buttocks, her slender waist makes it hard to believe she's already a mother. Because she had a natural birth and took excellent care of herself, there's no excess fat or stretch marks on her abdomen. Her skin is smooth and fair, almost too delicate for silk to hold. Following this beautiful waistline upwards are her magnificent breasts, a massive 36F cup, attracting the lustful gazes of any man. The fair skin reveals faint bluish-red veins. These large breasts, at 36, show no signs of sagging, still standing proudly upright, slightly upturned. Even more remarkably, adorning those proud breasts are two translucent pink nipples, smaller and more beautiful than those of young girls. It's truly unbelievable that she's 36 years old. Then look at her delicate, flawless face. Her exquisite features are perfectly positioned, especially her lovely little mouth beneath her straight nose, her flawless white teeth, and her small, pink tongue, which evokes a desire to suckle. Her long eyelashes are already stunning without any makeup, and her expressive eyes are unforgettable. And her ears, with their small, pink earlobes. And her fair neck, beautiful even without makeup. Every time she walks down the street or in a shopping mall, she attracts countless stares—from toddlers just beginning to understand relationships, to young people, students, middle-aged people, foreigners, and even many old men who have lost their virility. This makes her husband, Liu Liang, and son, Liu Xin, who walk with her, both proud and angry. Proud because their wife and mother are so outstanding, and they feel they are basking in her glow. The reason for his anger, of course, was jealousy. No matter how beautiful his wife and mother were, they were his alone. Everyone else looked at her with such lewd eyes, as if they wanted to strip her naked and have their way with her. Especially given the city's year-round spring-like climate, his mother, who loved wearing high heels and flesh-colored stockings, wore beautiful dresses almost every day, making her figure even more upright and her proud breasts even more proudly erect. With such a beautiful and charming wife, Liu Liang, as her husband, naturally cherished her meticulously. Whenever he was home, he would never let Shiyun do any housework. To make it easier for his wife to commute, he even bought her a car on installment so she wouldn't have to endure the hardship of squeezing onto buses and subways. To earn more money to ensure his wife and son's happiness, he also had to accept frequent business trips for his company, earning substantial travel expenses to supplement their household income. The family lived happily and harmoniously like this. Fourteen years have passed in this wonderful life. Since meeting, falling in love with, marrying, and having children with Liu Liang in college, Shi Yun has only ever had Liu Liang as her husband. This makes Liu Liang feel especially proud, so he works tirelessly. In addition, Shi Yun's kindness and virtue have enabled the whole family to grow healthily. Their son is also enjoying a warm family environment and has excellent academic performance, which makes his engineer father and teacher mother especially proud. However, all this wonderful life was dealt a heavy blow to Shiyun's heart by what happened on the subway. If it weren't for the fact that her class monitor, Gu Jian, happened to be in that carriage, she would have suffered even more humiliation. She couldn't even imagine. Fortunately, she hadn't lost her virginity, which was the greatest luck she could have… It was already 6 o'clock. Her husband was away on a business trip today, and her son had to attend a photography class. In addition, her son had repeatedly told her not to reveal their identities at school, so she had always let him go to and from school by himself. She had never picked him up or dropped him off. She thought that her son was studying right under her nose. Although he was only in the second year of junior high school, he could already understand the textbooks for the first year of senior high school. Moreover, he was teaching at the key high school in the city, where she taught. Her son's future was bound to be limitless. His homeroom teacher was Principal Zhang Changgen of No. 3 Middle School, who was known for his strict teaching. She felt very at ease with her son in his care. She thought about how Principal Zhang often praised Xiaoxin during homeroom teacher meetings, but he didn't know that Xiaoxin was her son. She had to pretend not to know and listen. It was really funny. "Phew, finally finished grading the papers. Gu Jian got first place in the class and second place in the whole grade in Chinese again. This kid is really good. We must nurture him well. He will definitely be a great and useful person in the future." Looking at his watch, he knew it was time to leave. His son was coming home for dinner later, so he had to hurry back and cook. "Teacher Li, why are you still here so late? Look how late it is." Old Wang, the gatekeeper, greeted him solicitously. "I'm leaving now, Old Wang. Looking at the weather, it might rain tonight. You should take an umbrella when you patrol at night. The campus is so big. If it rains halfway through, you might catch a cold. Goodbye." Hearing these warm words of concern from the beautiful Teacher Li, and watching her figure in sheer stockings and high heels gradually disappear into the distance, Old Wang swallowed hard, sniffing the faint scent of a woman carried on the wind. He touched his increasingly bulging crotch and walked away reluctantly. "That old Wang is really pitiful. His wife died young, he has no children, and all his relatives are out of town, so he's lost contact with them long ago. He lives all alone. If it weren't for Principal Zhang taking pity on him, he wouldn't even have this job as a gatekeeper. Principal Zhang is such a good person; he's over fifty and still personally leads the shifts. He's kind-hearted too. Working under a leader like that is very pleasant." With a "beep," the remote control unlocked the car parked in the school parking lot. She opened the car door, first putting her right foot in, then covering her skirt to avoid wrinkling it, before slowly putting her left leg in. Shi Yun was always this careful, afraid that her favorite flesh-colored stockings would get a hole or a run, so as not to affect her image. Besides, these stockings were the best stockings her husband bought back from his business trip to Japan. They were all various flesh-colored stockings; the thinness, the sheerness, the smoothness—no domestic manufacturer could produce them. "Puff puff," "What's wrong? Why won't it start?" She tried again, but it still wouldn't start. "I'll have to take it to a repair shop tomorrow to see what's wrong. There's nothing I can do today, so I'll just have to take the subway home. Luckily, the subway station isn't far from the school gate, and it's only a 5-minute walk from the subway station home. I should be home quickly." She closed the car door, picked up her backpack, and headed towards the subway station. "Hey, Ms. Li, why aren't you driving? Is there something else?" Seeing Li Shiyun walking towards the school gate again, Old Wang, who had already entered the guardhouse, hurriedly came out to greet her, asking Shiyun solicitously. "Oh, Old Wang, my car suddenly won't start, so I'll have to take the subway home. Goodbye." Another gust of fragrant wind blew by, and Old Wang greedily inhaled the scent, staring blankly at Shiyun's departing figure, frozen in place until Shiyun disappeared from his sight. Looking at the bustling crowd at the station, Shiyun frowned. "Why are there so many people? I've only been driving for a little over a year, and I never expected so many people to take the train. Oh well, I guess I'll just have to squeeze in." The subway arrived, and with the surging crowd, Shiyun was immediately pushed into the carriage. There were no seats left; people were everywhere, and the crowd kept growing. Soon, the carriage was packed to the brim. Luckily, she was standing in a corner, so she wouldn't be pushed from all sides, but her back was exposed to the jostling of the crowd. The doors finally closed, and the subway slowly started moving. As the train began to move, the people around her, who couldn't hold onto the handrails, started swaying from side to side. It wasn't as crowded as when she first boarded, but people were still pressed against each other. The dim lights on the ceiling seemed to be malfunctioning, flickering on and off. The light wasn't very bright to begin with, and the carriage was already dim, so when the lights stopped, it was pitch black, especially since the train was traveling through an underground tunnel. "What's going on? Ah, who is it?" Suddenly, I felt someone intentionally or unintentionally bump my buttocks, and I realized something was wrong.Shiyun wanted to turn around to see who it was, whether it was unintentional or intentional, but the person behind her was firmly blocking her way, preventing her from turning around. Helpless, she could only assume it was unintentional; surely there weren't that many bad people in the world, right? Kind-hearted Shiyun could only comfort herself with this thought. But now, it didn't feel like she'd been bumped by anything, but rather like a hand gently touching her buttocks. "Ah, what should I do? I'm a teacher now, I can't be humiliated by such a pervert! But if I scream, so many people will know I've been groped by a pervert, and I'll have to go to the police station to testify. What if this gets back to the school? How can I stay here? I guess I'll just have to put up with it." "Beep," the subway arrived at the station, and the hand behind her stopped touching her. Just as Shiyun was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she was pushed to the very back of the carriage by the surging crowd, unable to move at all. "Teacher Li, it's you!" Shi Yun exclaimed. It was Gu Jian from her class! "Oh, it's you, Jian! Why aren't you home yet? Didn't school let out a long time ago?" "School let out early today, so I went home and cooked dinner. I just took it to my dad, and I'm heading home now. Teacher, don't you have a car? Why are you taking the subway?" "My car broke down, so I had no choice but to take the subway." "Oh, is that so? My dad works at a car repair shop. I'll ask him to take a look at it for you tomorrow." "Thank you so much, Xiao Jian. I was just worried about what to do. The carriage is too crowded. Come up in front of me so you don't get pushed over." "Okay, Teacher Li." Because Gu Jian was carrying a lunchbox and a bag of books, he couldn't hold onto the handrail. Shi Yun kindly let Gu Jian sit in front of her chest. Looking at Gu Jian's short and thin figure, his head barely touching her neck, she felt a pang of heartache. He was already in his final year of high school, but his body was so frail. She should meet with his family sometime and give him some advice on how to get better nutrition. Otherwise, it would be such a pity if his body couldn't handle the final sprint. As the subway started moving again, Shi Yun and Gu Jian talked about things in class. Just then, Shi Yun felt that annoying hand moving again, and... and it was getting bolder and bolder. Now that hand was no longer gently touching her plump buttocks, but the whole palm was pressed tightly against them, slowly stroking them. This feeling really disgusted her and made her feel uncomfortable. The force of the demonic hand's touch grew stronger, and the radius of its caresses expanded. Now, it had touched her entire buttocks through her skirt. As the sensation intensified, the temperature of the hand's palm rose, transmitting its burning desire to Shiyun's buttocks through the skirt and stockings. It felt like directly caressing her plump, round buttocks. The force, the temperature, the sensation were almost searing the skin of Shiyun's buttocks. "What's going on? Why am I feeling this way? My husband has never touched me like this before. It feels so good, I can't stand it! What should I do?" At this moment, Shiyun's face was already flushed. Fortunately, the damn car lights flickered on and off, which saved her from the situation. But this hand was really annoying. To avoid the damned hand that was arousing her, Shi Yun had to take a small step forward. This was bad; her ample breasts, which had been a little distance from Gu Jian before, now pressed directly against his head. The man behind her didn't back down; instead, he moved forward even closer to her. She could still move a little before, but now, with Gu Jian's head in front of her and that damned man behind her, she couldn't move an inch. The subway continued its journey. Gu Jian, drowsy, seemed to have fallen asleep with the jolting of the train. His head would tilt back and then forward, resting directly on Shi Yun's ample breasts. He was her student; how could she possibly remind him? This was so embarrassing. The man behind her began to stir again, but the feeling was different this time. There was a large, thick finger pressing against her, rhythmically pressing against her buttocks with the slight tremors of the subway. No, this was… a gasp escaped her lips. It felt like the man's penis! How could he be so bold? On a train with so many people, how dare he treat her so brazenly? Ah, why was it getting thicker, bigger, and hotter? Now, Shi Yun was certain that what was moving against her buttocks was indeed the man's ugly penis. But how could it be so big, so long, and so hot? Judging from his assault through her skirt, his penis was at least twice the size of her husband's, and the heat was something her husband had never experienced. Ah, what was wrong with her? Not only had she not reported him, but she had also endured his assault, and she had even compared his penis to her beloved husband's. What was wrong with her? How could she have such lewd thoughts? The man behind him peered at the beautiful woman through the dim light, greedily inhaling the scent of her flesh. Seeing that she dared not resist his advances, he felt a surge of smug satisfaction. He hadn't encountered such a gem in a long time. He'd spotted her while waiting for the train at the station, thinking he'd only get a quick fling, but he hadn't expected such good luck. She didn't even dare to scream; he was determined to have her today. Taking advantage of the train's swaying, he quickly pulled out his throbbing penis and pressed it against the woman's full, round, fleshy buttocks, thrusting it with abandon. Enduring the throbbing of his hot penis, her heart grew increasingly restless. Xiao Jian's head rested against her chest, his touch on her large breasts through her white shirt and thin bra, a gentle, undulating rubbing, like a hand caressing her sacred breasts. Though the movements were small and gentle, the sensation that went straight to her bones was even more intoxicating. She could feel her nipples slowly hardening, her chest burning as if on fire. Sometimes, Xiao Jian's lips would press against her most sensitive nipples, gently sucking once or twice before pulling away. That elusive pleasure was truly unbearable. Her desire was beyond control; her lower body was already a vast expanse, and she could feel the surging flow of love fluid. With his head still pressed against the beautiful woman's buttocks, the man behind her was no longer satisfied. One hand gripped the headband, while the other slowly reached for the hem of Shi Yun's pencil skirt, slowly lifting it up. Finally, the man lifted Shi Yun's beautiful flesh-colored pencil skirt to her waist, exposing her long, slender legs, clad in ultra-thin flesh-colored stockings, to the man behind her and Gu Jian in front of her, all without her realizing it. Having made up his mind, the man finally mustered his courage and, trembling, reached out his hand to the beautiful woman in front of him, directly touching her smooth, fleshy thigh. He slowly stroked up and down her thigh, his hot palm against the ultra-thin pantyhose. The pantyhose was no match for his burning heat. The temperature reached Shi Yun's brain, making her realize, "This is too much! He actually rolled up my skirt and touched my thigh directly! This is unacceptable! No, I can't let him continue like this! I'm going to call the police!" Just as Shi Yun was about to call the police, a sudden surge of pleasure in her chest extinguished her newly ignited rationality. She should have screamed, but instead let out a soft "Ah!" Her large breasts, touched by Gu Jian while she was unconscious, became even more... Her breasts were swollen and larger, and the two small cherries on her breasts were now erect with extreme excitement. Her ultra-thin bra was now stretched taut; if it weren't for the fact that these underwear were all designer brands, they probably would have already broken. The bra and shirt now seemed like superfluous burdens. She really wished her husband were in front of her right now, rubbing her huge breasts hard and sucking on her two hard cherries. But, but, this was her student! If she called the police now, it could certainly save her from this predicament, but if her class monitor saw this, how could she face him in the future? He was her favorite and most proud outstanding student. Oh well, there was still half an hour until they arrived at their destination. She would just have to endure it a little longer. She had to endure it, she had to. Shiyun gritted her teeth, continuing to endure the shameless caresses of the man behind her. Now, that demonic hand was no longer touching her cautiously as before, but brazenly roaming up and down her thighs. Moreover, the more it touched, the closer it got to that alluring forbidden zone in the center of her thighs, almost reaching the entrance to her already overflowing paradise. "No, I can't let that filthy hand touch my most sacred place. From childhood to adulthood, only my beloved husband has been able to touch my most precious private parts. I can't let any other man touch them, I absolutely can't... Ah! Ah! But why are my legs getting weaker and weaker?" She tried to squeeze her thighs together to prevent the sinful hand from reaching further into her vagina, but her legs wouldn't obey her brain. They were involuntarily parted slightly by a hand's width. Finally, she felt a heat in her private parts. Through her stockings and panties, she felt that warm hand...He had already pressed his finger precisely against her opening, and a finger slowly moved back and forth along the stripes of the stockings and the narrow crotch of her thong. "Ah! No, it hurts so much, stop it, you can't do this, God, someone save me," a few tears slowly welled up in her eyes, but along with this immense shame was a raging fire of desire burning in her heart. "Miss, this feels good, doesn't it? Don't scream, lest your students see you in such a lewd state, enjoy it, I'll make you reach a happy climax, hehehehe..." Shi Yun, whose eyes were already glazed over, suddenly heard an old, hoarse voice in her ear, "Ah, it's actually an old man molesting me, am I too weak? I can't do this, please stop, please, stop it, ahhh, I can't take it anymore, why is my love juice flowing out so easily today, why is there so much, ah..." The fingers at the entrance moved faster and faster, with increasing force. Shi Yun no longer cared about Gu Jian in front of her chest. With the movement of the fingers, her legs became even weaker. Now it was no longer Gu Jian leaning on Shi Yun, but Shi Yun actively pressing her delicate body tightly against Gu Jian's body. Her beautiful silk-stockinged legs were also pressed tightly against Gu Jian's legs, which were wearing denim shorts. How could those thin, almost transparent flesh-colored stockings protect Shi Yun's delicate thighs and calves? Stimulated by the leg hair on Gu Jian's legs, they became even more itchy and unbearable. The man behind her grew increasingly smug. Simply stroking with his fingers was no longer enough to satisfy his lust. "Hehe, beautiful lady, feeling good, huh? I'll make you feel even better later, just wait a minute," he chuckled. Shi Yun, immersed in lust, was driven to the brink of madness, wanting only to end this sinful pleasure quickly. However, the fingers that had been rapidly stroking through her stockings and thong suddenly stopped, withdrawing from her already overflowing vulva and between her legs. "Ah!" Whether it was relief that the sinful hand had left her private parts, or the pain of being stopped just as she was about to reach climax, Shi Yun let out a soft sigh. Just as she was feeling confused, she heard a few words whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, little darling, I'm coming right away, I'll make you feel good. Listen, I'm licking your sweet, wet juices..." Sure enough, she heard a sucking sound again. "He, he actually did this! My husband has never done this before! He actually did this!" "Get ready, little darling, I'm coming again." "Ah! What is this? It's so thick, so hot, could it be..." "How is it, little darling? Does it feel good now? Does my cock satisfy you? Quickly use your silk-stockinged legs to squeeze my cock tightly, I'll make you feel good, hehe." "It really is his penis! How can this be? How can a penis be so thick? Compared to my husband's, it's more than twice the size! And this is just moving between my thighs. If we really have intercourse, how can my vagina accommodate such a large penis? I can't take it anymore, please, please stop torturing me! Stop it, I really can't stand it... Ah, ah, ah, ah, it's so hot, it's rubbing against the entrance of my vagina. I can't let this continue. I have a husband, children, and a family. I'm a teacher! How can I be treated like this? What's wrong with me? The more I try not to think about it, the more I produce vaginal fluid. He must be..." I felt it, it was so embarrassing! He'll definitely think I was teasing him, but he's the one torturing me! My insides are so itchy, like countless tiny insects are crawling on them, it's so uncomfortable, ah, ah, ah… Hurry up and we reach the station, I can't take it anymore! Xiao Jian, why aren't you awake yet? Teacher is being bullied by a bad man! Help me, Xiao Jian! Ah, ah, ah, you're squeezing Teacher's breasts so tightly, making it impossible for Teacher to move! Ah, ah, ah, my breasts are getting more and more swollen, I miss you so much, my husband! Come and rub my breasts, you love it like this! Ah, no, stop moving! Because the stockings were so thin and smooth, and because they were soaked with her own vaginal fluid, the man's penis behind her was moving more and more smoothly. The man's huge penis was pressed against the crotch of Shi Yun's stockings, and the more he moved, the smoother it became. The intense pleasure was getting stronger and stronger. The huge glans, the size of an egg, was close to the most tender part of her thigh, and some vaginal fluid had already flowed out of the open urethral opening. It seemed that Shi Yun's beautiful legs were really too powerful for the man. In just over ten minutes, the man already had the urge to ejaculate, and his waist was moving faster and faster. Amidst shame and pleasure, Shiyun noticed the change in the man's penis. It was growing thicker and hotter; he was about to ejaculate, and she was finally about to be free… Immersed in the wonderful cumshot, Shiyun suddenly had a strange feeling. Why was there a finger moving on her thigh? No, it wasn't a finger. Through the thin stockings, she could feel the texture of the fabric. "Could it be? Could it be? This is Xiaojian's penis. He's not awake yet. How come his penis has gotten bigger? Is he already awake and pretending to be asleep? Or… or is he having a teenage erotic dream? Oh no, Xiaojian's mouth is sucking on my breast! Don't do that, Xiaojian! Ah, he's touching my nipple! This damn shirt and this damn thin bra! Xiaojian's mouth can touch my nipple! Don't move, Xiaojian! My nipples are erect! Don't move! It's unbearable! Ah…" The man behind her was thrusting faster and faster, almost ejaculating, when suddenly the moving subway shook violently. Screams erupted from the passengers. Shi Yun lost her balance and lurched forward, her entire weight landing on Gu Jian with a thud. Gu Jian's lunchbox fell to the ground. "Ouch!" Gu Jian finally woke up, looking at his teacher in front of him, her face flushed and radiant. He asked in surprise, "Teacher Li, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Your face is so red." "Um, teacher, um, nothing, um, ah, ah, I'm not feeling well, hurry, um, um, um, we've arrived, um, um, I need to get off, ah, um, ouch…!" Hearing the conversation between the student and teacher, the man finally stopped thrusting. The violent tremor hadn't actually caused his penis to leave the woman's thighs. He realized it was her stockinged thighs gripping his penis tightly, preventing it from separating even during the tremors. But the woman was about to arrive at her stop. He figured if he waited on the platform every day, he'd eventually meet her again. Next time, he wouldn't let her get away with it. He slowly withdrew his penis, reluctantly putting it back in his pants, and whispered in the woman's ear, "See you next time, my beauty. I hope you won't forget this wonderful feeling today. Remember my big cock, haha." Hearing the man's words, Shi Yun's heart finally calmed down, but a slight sense of loss lingered. Some of her own or the old man's fluids were still trickling down her thighs, through her stockings. [Full download address]: /file/qvnbmtmxmti3mw.html4 [A Photographic Adventure: Taking Private Photos of Mom, Aunt, Daughter, and Sister] [Author: The Fishing Uncle] [Novel Title]: A Photographic Adventure: Taking Private Photos of Mom, Aunt, Daughter, and SisterMy Sister Takes Private Photos [File Size]: 132k [Author]: Uncle Fishing [Excerpt Preview]: When Song Ruyu appeared before Zhao Jiajie, the visual impact on him was undoubtedly enormous. He had seen his mother in cheongsams before, but perhaps because he hadn't paid much attention, he had never felt such a strong feminine attraction as he did today—a primal urge from the depths of his heart, almost an animalistic instinct. Song Ruyu wore a modified short pink floral cheongsam. The already short hem, due to her long legs, appeared even shorter, barely concealing the view beneath. Her pair of round, firm legs, like beautiful jade stripped of its veil, exuded a captivating charm. The high slit added even more allure to the already exposed cleavage, as if it might suck one in at any moment, making one unconsciously fantasize about what kind of paradise lay beneath. Her proud breasts and full, rounded buttocks seemed about to burst through the fabric, almost spilling out. Her hair was styled in a high bun, which made Song Ruyu even more charming. Zhao Jiajie felt his throat was a little dry, swallowed, and said, "Mom, you look so sexy and alluring." Song Ruyu wasn't surprised by Zhao Jiajie's reaction. She looked at herself in the mirror again and said, "I've always felt this dress is too revealing, so I've never worn it out. Since we're taking photos at home today and don't have to go out, I thought I'd give it a try. What do you think, son?" "Of course, of course! This isn't just okay, it's fantastic!" Before Song Ruyu could finish speaking, Zhao Jiajie interrupted, eagerly saying, "Mom, let's get started. Just relax and strike a pose that suits you. I've already connected the camera to the TV, and the photos will be displayed on the TV in real time. That way, you can compare and adjust them anytime." Song Ruyu was indeed a woman of both beauty and intelligence. Although she had no experience as a model, she seemed to have a natural talent. Without Zhao Jiajie's special reminders, she always managed to strike excellent poses, and even her expressions were impeccable. Several photos were taken quickly. Although Zhao Jiajie was very satisfied, Song Ruyu didn't seem particularly pleased. After taking a few more photos, Song Ruyu finally called a halt. She looked at the photos displayed on the large screen TV repeatedly, thought for a moment, and said, "Son, do you feel like something's missing?" Zhao Jiajie looked at them for a while longer. "No, I think they're great." "Hmm, I feel like something's missing," Song Ruyu said thoughtfully. She looked at them for a while longer, as if suddenly remembering something. "I know! Wait for me a minute." With that, she quickly walked towards the wine cabinet, leaving Zhao Jiajie looking at his mother's graceful, voluptuous figure, feeling dazed and parched. Soon, Song Ruyu brought over a bottle of red wine with a relatively high alcohol content, took a large gulp, and said, "Your eyes lack that alluring, dreamy quality, making them look too normal, even a bit dull. This look isn't unusual normally, but it doesn't match the style of the photos." "So you wanted to have a drink, a little tipsy, and your eyes would naturally become a bit dreamy! Mom, you're so incredibly smart. It's such a shame you didn't become a professional photographer and model," Zhao Jiajie exclaimed, suddenly understanding. Song Ruyu then posed seductively while drinking, allowing Zhao Jiajie to take several more photos. Song Ruyu then stopped Zhao Jiajie again. "Son, it seems like after a while of shooting photos, your ideas just don't reach the next level?" Zhao Jiajie awkwardly scratched his head. "Okay, Mom, you're the first person to criticize my photography skills. But I just wanted to say that every outfit has its limitations; there can't always be new ways to express oneself. How about we change outfits and shoot again?" But Song Ruyu disagreed with Zhao Jiajie's idea. She handed him a wine glass and made him drink the whole glass of red wine. Zhao Jiajie, who didn't drink often, immediately blushed slightly, just like his mother. "Mom's so smart. Hehe." He said while drinking, "There's another way without changing clothes. If you disagree, fine, but don't hit me." After getting a signal from Song Ruyu, he continued, "That is, try showing a little bit." Song Ruyu thought her son was going to say something, and chuckled, "Mom sees a lot of models doing this in photoshoots, right? What's the big deal? Why would Mom hit you? It's just that you're a grown man now, and Mom's afraid you can't handle it." As she spoke, she deliberately glanced at the small tent that was already bulging in Zhao Jiajie's crotch, and said with a wicked smile. How could Zhao Jiajie bear such "insult"? He blurted out, "Tch... what am I afraid of? As long as Mom dares to show, I dare to take the picture. What can't I handle?" Song Ruyu liked her son's fearless spirit. "Okay!" she said, putting down her wine glass and starting the pose. This time, she put her finger to her lips, pretending to lick her finger, and slightly lifted her skirt with her right hand, revealing her underwear. In an instant, Zhao Jiajie's brain exploded, and he almost fainted. It turned out that Song Ruyu was wearing a pair of white silk lace panties, through which one could vaguely see her full, thick pubic hair. Moreover, through the magnified display on the large screen TV, not only could one clearly see the pubic hair peeking out from the edge of the panties, but even the slit inside the panties seemed to be visible. Zhao Jiajie exclaimed "Wow!" and couldn't help but quickly zoom in for a close-up shot. This close-up was a projection of Zhao Jiajie's eagerness to see Song Ruyu's genitals, and Song Ruyu was well aware of it. The thought of her son looking at her genitals so intently made her immediately embarrassed, her face turning even redder. After all, he was her own son, and she felt that this was inappropriate. But then she thought, it's just taking a picture, not doing anything else, so it shouldn't be a problem. Besides, her son's reaction was just a normal physiological response as a man, nothing serious. If her son didn't react, that would be a bigger problem. Moreover, she did indeed exude an unprecedented charm and allure in the photo, which made Song Ruyu very satisfied. She poured herself another glass of wine, drank half of it, and then handed the other half to her son. Before Zhao Jiajie finished drinking, Song Ruyu continued posing. This time, Song Ruyu lay on her side on the sofa, her buttocks raised high. The tight, short hem of her cheongsam could no longer restrain her already unrestrained buttocks, and it slipped down to her waist, the perfect lines of her buttocks outlining an incredibly erotic picture. From the side, it looked as if she wasn't wearing underwear. Zhao Jiajie seized the opportunity and decisively pressed the shutter. Immediately afterward, a photo of his mother "naked" appeared on the big screen. "Mom, this photo is so hot, it's like you're not wearing underwear," Zhao Jiajie said, licking his dry lips. He felt as if his manhood was about to burst through his pants, feeling extremely uncomfortable. He couldn't help but tug at his pants, but when he thought that the other person was his mother, he couldn't help but curse himself as a beast. However, under the influence of alcohol, this self-reproach was more like a forbidden temptation, making him even more unable to control himself. The same mentality was playing out in Song Ruyu's mind, only this time it was more intense because she had drunk more. Although these poses were revealing and could be considered taboo, she wasn't completely naked in front of her son, nor was she engaging in any forbidden acts with him. Therefore, she tried to release her inhibitions. "What's the big deal? Don't models even take nude photoshoots? Besides, I'm not naked here. Even if I were, it wouldn't be in front of outsiders." Thinking this, Song Ruyu relaxed considerably. She prepared to relax even more to take better photos. At this moment, the buttons on her chest felt like a mountain pressing down on her breasts, extremely uncomfortable. Moreover, whether it was due to the weather or the alcohol, she felt incredibly hot, as if she desperately needed to unbutton them to feel better. Of course, deep down she knew there was an irresistible reason for her heat, but she didn't want to face it, lest she feel indecent, feel she had broken a taboo, and fall into deep self-reproach. In short, she stretched out her slender fingers and unbuttoned the cheongsam at her chest. The straps of the white bra that matched her panties were revealed, silently exuding a primal feminine charm. Zhao Jiajie seemed to want to pounce on her immediately and tear off the rest, like peeling corn, to rip open the barrier that encased his mother's beautiful and alluring body. He tried to banish his lewd thoughts while pressing the shutter. "Mom, you're amazing! So seductive!" Zhao Jiajie tried to ease his embarrassment and inner turmoil with conversation. Song Ruyu said in a seductive voice, "If even the photographer can't feel the seduction, how can he take seductive photos? Don't you think so? Mom can see your reaction is already quite obvious. Are you too scared to take the picture?" She couldn't believe she was speaking to her son in such a provocative tone. She knew it might be inappropriate, but a desire to challenge herself seemed to be at play. This feeling was exactly like the first time. The thought, "This isn't right, I can't do this," had just flashed through his mind when it was immediately drowned out by a completely opposite voice, "It's okay, it's just a photo, and you're not completely naked." His mother's half-joking, half-teasing words made Zhao Jiajie even more unable to control himself.Although he was also telling himself not to overthink things and not to continue, his mother's almost encouraging words made him unconsciously more relaxed. "It's just taking pictures, it's not like I'm doing anything wrong, and besides, Mom made me do it. She doesn't think there's anything wrong with it, so why should I overthink it?" Thinking this, he continued to press the shutter while saying, "Hey, what am I afraid of? At most, it's just a normal physiological reaction, what's there to be afraid of? It's just that this is the first time I've taken such revealing photos, and it's even taken of my own mother. I really didn't expect this." Song Ruyu chuckled, "This is considered revealing? If you were to take really revealing photos, wouldn't you just faint?" Zhao Jiajie was not to be outdone, "I've only ever heard of models who are afraid to take off their clothes, but I've also heard of photographers who are afraid to take pictures. If you dare to take off your clothes, I dare to take pictures." "There's no one else around, Mom, what's there to be afraid of taking off your clothes?" "If you dare to take off your clothes, then take them off, don't just talk the talk." Zhao Jiajie retorted, challenging his mother. Song Ruyu chuckled, "Little brat, trying to provoke your mother? You're still too green. I'm afraid if I take your pants off, they'll tear." Zhao Jiajie spat, "It doesn't matter if my pants tear, Mom doesn't need to worry. I just want to see if you dare to take them off and let your son take pictures of you." "No rush, let's start with this position." Sitting on the sofa, Song Ruyu suddenly spread her legs, her lower body almost completely exposed to Zhao Jiajie in an instant, as if saying, "I'm open, are you brave enough?" Song Ruyu's underwear was too small, so when her legs were spread, the edge of her labia was almost exposed, not to mention the large expanse of pubic hair, which brushed against Zhao Jiajie's racing heart like a brush, making him unbearably itchy. When the photo Zhao Jiajie took by zooming in was enlarged and displayed on the huge TV screen, Zhao Jiajie realized that his mother's underwear was wet. How could Zhao Jiajie miss the chance to tease his mother? "Mom, you said you were afraid your son couldn't handle it, but you're reacting too, you're all wet." Song Ruyu then realized her physical reaction and blushed as she spat, "Only you're allowed to react, but Mom isn't? You're a normal man, and Mom is a normal woman, okay? This isn't the first time Mom's been photographed like this, especially by her own son." Zhao Jiajie chuckled, "It's the first time for both of us, so it's fair. Mom, I haven't taken a picture of your butt from the front yet, do you want one?" "Of course!" With that, Song Ruyu lay on the sofa, her buttocks facing Zhao Jiajie, sticking up high. Her wet panties seemed to make her full breasts even more clearly visible, half-concealing her face and conveying her fiery passion. Not only that, Song Ruyu's seductive expression towards the camera seemed to say, "Come on..." "Mom, your pose and expression are too seductive, it's like you're inviting the camera in." Zhao Jiajie couldn't help but touch his rock-hard genitals again. "Isn't this the effect I wanted?" Song Ruyu chuckled, "Next, Mom is really going to take her clothes off, so you'd better hold back." As she spoke, she unbuttoned another button, revealing almost half of her snow-white breasts, the deep cleavage like an endless black hole, seemingly trying to draw everyone's attention. "Her breasts are so big! Her cleavage is so deep! I want to rub them! I want to lick them!" Zhao Jiajie blurted out. "You can only take pictures, no rubbing, no licking!" Song Ruyu chuckled, took off her bra, held the neckline to cover her burgeoning breasts, and then slowly opened it, finally revealing her high, firm peaks and the cherry-like, round, and firm cleavage. Although Song Ruyu appeared calm on the surface, she was experiencing a fierce internal struggle. One voice said, "He's my son, how can I expose my nipples in front of him? It's so wrong, stop immediately!" Another voice said, "What's there to be afraid of? He's my son, not a stranger. He's seen them before, he even ate them when he was little. Besides, there's no one else around, it's just looking and taking a few pictures." Song Ruyu also discovered that she had an urge to let her son see and take pictures, an urge that even drove her to let him see more. "Perhaps it's the effect of the alcohol?" she thought. Zhao Jiajie, at this moment, couldn't care less about saying anything. He only wanted to take as many pictures of his mother's naked body as possible, as if he would disappear in the next moment. At the same time, he was like a wild beast trying to break free of its cage, the cage of reason seemingly increasingly weak in restraining the beast. While he was still captivated by his mother's proud, firm breasts and rosy nipples, Song Ruyu did something even more shocking. Song Ruyu spread her legs again, reaching out to pull aside her panties. It was like parting the leaves that had been obscuring Zhao Jiajie's view, finally revealing the captivating beauty. Song Ruyu's full, moist vulva was now displayed before Zhao Jiajie's eyes. Hidden beneath thick pubic hair, her moist vulva resembled a spring of water in the desert, and Zhao Jiajie, like someone who had endured long, scorching heat in the desert without a drop of water, had finally found the spring of his dreams. At that moment, he had only one thought: to kneel before the spring and drink deeply. Finally, her son had seen her most private and shameful place. However, Song Ruyu found that while she felt ashamed, she felt even more excited and aroused, especially when she saw the close-up photos of her private parts taken by her son displayed on the big screen. She felt even more excited, and unconsciously, her lower body became even wetter. "It's just taking pictures, we're not going to do anything," she thought to herself, refuting any moral or ethical dictates. "Wow... Mom, that's awesome! Your pussy is so beautiful! I can't help but want to lick it! Hehe, who would have thought I came out of such an alluring place?" As he spoke, Zhao Jiajie showed his mother's private parts several close-ups. The big screen continuously projected close-ups of Song Ruyu's private parts from different angles, which made her even more excited. Hearing her son's words, she giggled and said, "Mom, although this place is alluring, it's a one-way street. You can only come out from here, but you can't go back in." Zhao Jiajie became even more uninhibited and continued to joke, "Although I want to go in, I don't have the pass. But it's already good enough to be able to see it." He then said, "Mom, do you want to take off your panties? I feel like the photos aren't quite clear enough." His words were exactly what Song Ruyu wanted. Zhao Jiajie's meaning was actually very clear: he wanted to see her pussy more clearly and completely. Song Ruyu knew this, but it was different from a normal look. Her son not only wanted to see her pussy, but also wanted to film it. "It's just looking and patting, it's not like..." The thought of that taboo word made Song Ruyu's heart race, and the inner condemnation made her even more uneasy, yet at the same time, it seemed as if a rope was pulling her in that direction. She quickly banished those thoughts, thinking, "It's just looking and patting, and at least I can leave behind traces of my past allure. When I'm old, I won't be able to do anything." So, she reached for her underwear. Seeing Zhao Jiajie's fiery eyes and the prominent tent in his crotch, Song Ruyu was particularly eager to see just how big her son's "assets" were, since she hadn't seen them since he grew up. "Son, why don't you take your pants off too? Mom sees your pants are about to tear; it's not good for your health to keep them pressed down like that." Zhao Jiajie readily agreed, watching his mother gracefully remove her underwear while he pulled down his own shorts. Finally, the mother and son completely exposed their genitals to each other. This time, it was Song Ruyu's turn to almost faint. She hadn't expected her son to be so well-endowed, like a thick, long rolling pin, only slightly darker, with bulging veins, angrily displaying its power to Song Ruyu. Song Ruyu felt weak all over, unconsciously thinking, "If this were inside me, my whole world would be filled!" She then berated herself, "How could I think like that? He's my own son! How could I have such lewd thoughts? Song Ruyu, how could you be so shameless! Focus on taking pictures, don't think like that!" While she was struggling with her thoughts, she heard Zhao Jiajie say, "Mom, how about we take a picture of you lying face down with your butt sticking up? You were wearing underwear before, so the wanton feeling wasn't obvious. Now that you're not wearing underwear, if you stick your butt up, your vulva will be more fully exposed, and the picture will look even more sensual." "More sensual? More seductive, right?" Song Ruyu said with a giggle. Zhao Jiajie chuckled, "How could I dare say Mom's slutty? You know what I mean." Song Ruyu didn't say anything more, just smiled seductively and did as Zhao Jiajie said, lying on the sofa with her buttocks sticking up high. As Zhao Jiajie said, since she wasn't wearing underwear, her vulva was completely exposed when Song Ruyu stuck her buttocks up. Moreover, due to a series of stimulations, Song Ruyu unconsciously felt excited, making her vulva even wetter than before. Zhao Jiajie licked his lips, suppressing the urge to rush over and lick her, and pressed the shutter. The large screen continuously displayed Song Ruyu's posture of sticking out her bare buttocks and exposing her vulva in real time. "Mom, do you want to spread your legs? That way we can see what's inside more clearly." For some reason, Zhao Jiajie said this. "Is it clearer to take pictures or clearer to see? You naughty boy, it's not enough for me to stick my bare butt out so you can take pictures of my vulva, I also want you to spread my legs so you can see and take pictures." Song RuyuOriginally, she intended to complain to her son, but unexpectedly, her words, once spoken, lacked a reproachful tone and instead carried a seductive allure. Song Ruyu inwardly berated herself, but the thought lingered: "It's just looking and taking pictures, nothing more, it's okay." At the same time, she obediently spread her legs, instantly exposing a truly dark hole to Zhao Jiajie. It was her mother's private parts, her mother's most mysterious place, where she herself had come from, and now, her mother was spreading it open so she could fully appreciate and photograph it. Perhaps due to infrequent sexual activity, although over forty, Song Ruyu's labia still possessed a youthful pinkness, only thicker and fuller than a young girl's, characteristic of a mature woman. Zhao Jiajie pressed the camera even closer to his mother's private parts, as if trying to penetrate her, striving to capture a clearer picture and see even deeper inside. Song Ruyu, meanwhile, arched her back and spread her legs, seemingly welcoming her son's lewd gaze. The sensation was so stimulating that her reason was gradually being washed away, leaving only an increasingly intense surge of lust. "Mom, don't you think the more lubrication you have, the sexier and more alluring it looks in the photos?" Seeing his mother nod, Zhao Jiajie licked his lips and said, "Why don't you touch yourself to make more lubrication?" "I don't feel anything when I touch myself, why don't you touch me?" Whether it was the intoxication of alcohol or the drive of desire, Song Ruyu uttered a sentence she immediately regretted. Her face flushed even more, and she even wished she could find a hole to crawl into. "I've already said it, I'm going all in. Besides, it's just touching, nothing else, what's there to be afraid of?" she thought to herself. This was a sentence Zhao Jiajie had been waiting for a long time to hear. Just as his mother's ethical defenses were being constantly eroded by desire, Zhao Jiajie's ethical defenses were also crumbling bit by bit, especially with his mother's encouragement, which accelerated their collapse. At this point, the so-called private photoshoot was practically just a title; only the mother and son knew the specifics of what had happened. Zhao Jiajie held the camera in one hand and reached for his mother's plump, round buttocks with the other. Song Ruyu felt a huge, powerful hand cover her buttocks, greedily caressing and kneading her as if it wanted to touch every part of her body in an instant. Soon, two fingers slid up the crevice of her private area, and then the entire hand covered her genitals. Song Ruyu couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah!" and groaned. The large screen displayed photos of young men's huge, powerful hands caressing mature women's plump buttocks and vulvas. Sure enough, Song Ruyu's vaginal lubrication increased, quickly wetting Zhao Jiajie's hand. While playing with his mother's private parts, Zhao Jiajie said, "Mom, you asked your son to touch you, so don't blame him." He licked the fluid from his mother's vagina onto his hand, then looked at the large screen and said, "Look, there's even more fluid now. Doesn't it look even more tempting on screen?" Having not experienced male caresses in a long time, Song Ruyu was already hopelessly immersed in lust, and the lewd images on the screen further stimulated her long-suppressed desire. "Wouldn't it be even more tempting to insert your big cock into Mom's hole?" Song Ruyu finally voiced the thought that had arisen in her mind upon seeing her son's enormous penis. After being suppressed for so long, she finally spoke it out, like finally releasing a long-held breath. She felt incredibly relieved and incredibly stimulated. The large screen displayed a photo of Zhao Jiajie inserting two fingers into his mother's plump vagina, accompanied by fluid being squeezed out like a spring. As Zhao Jiajie felt the moist, smooth flesh of his mother's vagina with his fingers, he said, "But that's incest, isn't it? Didn't you just say that it's a one-way street, only allowing your son to come out from there, not to go in?" He paused, then added, "Hehe, I wonder if my penis can fill your hole." "You'll know if it can be filled once you try!" Song Ruyu seemed a little annoyed. "Just put it in and pull it out immediately. It's just a test, it should be fine, right?" Song Ruyu said this to Zhao Jiajie, but also to herself. After all, if her son were to penetrate her, it would truly be incest, which was fundamentally different from taking a picture. But at the same time, her intense desire had almost driven her to madness. So, clinging to a sliver of hope, she uttered these words, "Just one try, just one." Zhao Jiajie seemed to have been waiting for his mother to give him the "permission." Before she could finish speaking, he said, "Then spread your legs a little wider, I'm coming. But I need to get the camera, so I need your cooperation." Then, on the big screen appeared an image that filled Song Ruyu with unprecedented shame, stimulation, and satisfaction. She was sticking her buttocks high in the air, struggling to spread her wet, plump vulva. A thick, hard penis slowly pushed open her labia and pierced her vagina. More vaginal fluid was squeezed out, flowing down her thighs. She couldn't hold back any longer, letting out a satisfied moan, "Ah!" until her son's thick penis was fully inserted deep into her vulva. Zhao Jiajie felt as if his mother's vulva was a warm treasure, tightly enveloping and swallowing his penis, feeling an extraordinary excitement and stimulation. This was his mother, and he was now inserting his penis into her vagina. "Mom, is your son filling your hole?" Zhao Jiajie didn't thrust after inserting, seemingly keeping his promise. Song Ruyu closed her eyes, fully savoring this long-lost satisfaction. "Full, full... your penis has filled Mom to the brim... ah." "Should I pull it out now..." Zhao Jiajie teased deliberately. Song Ruyu was completely immersed in the fulfillment of sexual desire. She had only just begun to feel satisfied, how could she possibly sto[Full text download link]: /file/qvnbmtmxmti3nw.html

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