Pear Blossoms Along the Way

Chapter 1: Let's Begin In

the autumn of 2006, the maple leaves outside the window turned red earlier than usual. As the first maple leaf, carrying the scent of autumn, drifted into the room through the window,
I was grooming myself in front of the mirror. School was starting tomorrow, and today was the faculty and staff meeting. It was called a meeting, but it was really just a small meeting of about forty people. This was
a rural middle school located in the Ailao Mountains, more than 20 kilometers from the county seat. National Highway 323 passed right by the school. The school had three grades and twelve classes,
so there weren't many teachers and staff. But for me, a recent college graduate, a newbie stepping into society for the first time, facing so many strangers was still a bit daunting.
How would I get along with my colleagues? Could I catch up with the experienced teachers in teaching? I really had no confidence.

"Xiao Tang, hurry up, don't be late for the first meeting!" my mother called from outside.

My feelings towards my mother were complex—awe, admiration, and gratitude. My mother is 38 years old this year. She started working in 1985 when she was only
17. Although she had excellent grades after graduating from high school, due to family reasons, she
became a primary school teacher in our village school through the arrangement of my maternal grandfather, who was then the mayor of Zilin Township. She married my father, who was working elsewhere, at the age of 18. I was born that same year.

The reason I have some awe for my mother is because, in my eyes, she is a strong-willed woman. When she was teaching at the village school, she not only excelled in teaching but also successfully became a permanent teacher after
only six years of working, passing the self-study exam. In 1995, she was transferred to the township middle school where I will begin my new life. My mother
was also very strict with my education. For me, it was always "No, no, and no again." She used commanding words like "You must, you must, and you must again." It wasn't
until I went to university that my mother's control loosened a little, perhaps because she felt I had grown up.

The reason I admire my mother is that, in my memory, she is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She is 1.65 meters tall, with fair skin, well-proportioned features, and
especially captivating eyes like sparkling lake water. Every time I went to the market with her, my back would burn; I knew
it was the lustful gaze of the men in the village. When I was in elementary school, my dream was to marry a woman like my mother, but I didn't dare say it.
I told my Chinese teacher that I wanted to be a scientist and contribute to the country when I grew up.

The reason I am grateful to my mother is that she sent me to school at a very young age. Back then, my playmates in the village were still wearing open-crotch pants and playing in the mud. To be honest,
I didn't understand why my mother sent me to school so early. I envied Junjie, Laodao, and Huaqiang. While they ran in the fields, I
could only sit obediently in the classroom reciting a, e, o. While they went to steal peaches from Geni's house at night, I was locked at home reciting "Spring sleep is unaware of dawn" and "
Green sunflowers in the garden." But now I'm very grateful to my mother. I heard Junjie went to Guangdong to work, saying it's very tough. Lao Dao is probably picking corn on the mountain now. Huaqiang?
I heard Huaqiang got arrested; they say he stole dozens of water pipes from the village. As for me, I don't consider myself very smart. Under my mother's strict supervision, I barely managed to get into a
third-rate university and graduated with a vocational diploma.

I straightened my clothes in front of the mirror, went out, and walked with my mother to the conference room. Today, my mother wore a tight-fitting cheongsam; her gentle and classical beauty
was breathtaking. The soft white floral fabric accentuated her curves. Descending along her graceful neck and delicate shoulders, her full breasts
perfectly supported the high front of her dress, the soft, smooth silk fabric gently draping down the rounded curves of her breasts. The dress cinched at her waist, then playfully slid over her full,
high-perched buttocks, ending at a slit on the outside of her long, slender thighs. With each step, the swaying hips and long, jade-like legs exuded an allure, yet also a touch of shyness, appearing and disappearing intermittently.
It inevitably evoked

the lines from the poem, "A single apricot-yellow dress, temples the color of a raven's chick." The school was built at the foot of a mountain, behind which lay a gentle slope covered with pear trees. Below the school was a market; on the 2nd and 7th of each month, villagers from the surrounding area
would gather there for the market. On other days, it was sparsely populated, making it seem somewhat deserted. In the vast fields, the air was filled with the rich aroma of rice mingled with the scent of earth. The calls of cuckoos echoed from the mountains, one call after another, each more melodious and clear than the last. The calls lingered
in the fields, everything so fresh and clean.

"Zhong Tang..." a woman's voice called from behind.

"Wow, Sister Wu Yue, what brings you here?" I turned around to see a beautiful, voluptuous young woman walking towards us from outside the school.

"Aunt Yin, after the meeting, come to my house for dinner with Zhong Tang and Zhong Yun. My mom made lots of delicious food." "Your mom went to so much trouble. Did she say what
day it was? Is it because our Xiaoyue is getting married?" the mother teased with a smile.

"No way! I'm still young. Aunt Yin is just teasing me," Wu Yue said, blushing and acting coquettishly.

My sister Wu Yue is two years older than me. Her mother, Lin Huizhen, was my mother's classmate and is two years older
than her. After graduating from high school, she worked at the supply and marketing cooperative in the township. In 1998, the cooperative was dissolved, and Aunt Huizhen took over one of the shops, opening a candy, cigarette, and alcohol store. Over the years, her income has been
slightly higher than my mother's salary. However, she is quite busy as she has to support her family and pay for the two sisters' education. As for her deadbeat husband, Uncle Wu, I get angry just thinking about him. He's
useless and doesn't have a job. He rides a tricycle every day to haul goods for others, but don't expect him to earn any money. All he does is drink and gamble
occasionally . A while ago, he had a stroke from drinking too much and is bedridden, which makes things even harder for Aunt Huizhen. People in the township say that Aunt Huizhen is like a beautiful flower stuck
in cow dung. Aunt Huizhen and my mother were once the two most beautiful flowers in our Zilin Township, so naturally, my mother and Aunt Huizhen became best friends. Sister Wu Yue clearly inherited Aunt Hui's excellent
genes. She was about 1.67 meters tall, with eyes like bright moons, a slightly round face, and two large dimples when she smiled. Her D-cup breasts and high, pert buttocks
made her voluptuous figure not appear bulky at all, but rather aroused endless desire.

"Remember to come!" Sister Wu Yue chatted with my mother for a while before heading outside. She graduated from vocational school in 2001 and was assigned to the township forestry station; her work was quite
leisurely.

"Sister Wu Yue, you've gained weight again!" I shouted, looking at her swaying hips.

"You big bad guy, you wait and see how my mom deals with you today!" Sister Wu Yue puffed out her chest and strode out of the school gate.

Because of my mother's relationship with Aunt Hui, my younger sister, Sister Wu Yue, her sister Wu Qian, and I often played together. Our families were also close, and we often
joked with each other.

Finally, we arrived at the meeting room. The small room was already packed with other teachers. I nervously followed my mother inside and found a seat. I felt...
Some eyes immediately focused on my mother and me. At first, I felt a little awkward, but then I realized it made sense. I was the handsome new guy, and my mother was the school's acknowledged
beauty; it would be strange if no one paid attention.

"Everyone, quiet down, the meeting is starting now," Principal Wang's voice rang out. "First, let me introduce our new teacher, Ms. Zhong Tang.
Please welcome her..." I quickly stood up and nodded.

"Today, the first thing I want to talk about is how to be a competent teacher... We must treat teaching as a career...
Now, the Academic Affairs Office will arrange the work for this semester." Principal Wang spoke eloquently for over forty minutes.

Soon, the meeting ended.

"Xiao Tang, you go back first. I have something to discuss with the principal," my mother suddenly said to me.

"Oh, are we still going to Aunt Hui's?" I asked.

"Go help your Aunt Hui first, I'll come over after I finish..." my mother said as she walked towards the principal's office.

"What exactly did they talk about?" I sat on the sofa in the living room, lit a cigarette, and took two deep drags. Remembering the flickering look in my mother's eyes when she spoke to me,
a sudden chill ran through me. In my memory, my mother's gaze had always been serious; why was it so strange today? She seemed to be avoiding me. The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt, and
I quickly went out the door. I ran through the school, anything but carefree. "No...no..." The closer I got to the principal's office,
the more . A scene from two years ago flashed through my mind.

Chapter Two: That Summer Night

The croaking of frogs filled the air, the sky was full of stars. My younger sister, who had just started junior high, and I, who had returned home for summer vacation, went to the pear orchard on the gentle slope behind the mountain to catch beetles. These beetles would burrow
in the soil to cool off during the day, and at night, unless it rained, they would crawl out, fly up to the pear trees, and nibble on the leaves, completely still—they were incredibly endearing. Usually at this time of year, my sister and I
would come up the mountain to catch many beetles to feed the chickens. Of course, most of the time we just went out to play. My little sister didn't have to do her homework under our mother's supervision,
and I didn't want to stay home all day surfing the internet and watching TV. So we went out with flashlights, searching for beetles among the pear trees.

"Brother, there's a pair here...and here too..." my little sister shouted excitedly. Their skin was rosy, and the two little white doves on their chests
seemed to be jumping . I couldn't help but stare, mesmerized. Before I knew it, my little sister had grown into a young lady. Her face was like a pear blossom, her eyebrows were light,
and her big, innocent eyes were clear and lively. She was almost 1.6 meters tall, with a curvaceous figure, especially her buttocks, which were just like her mother's—round, full, and elastic.

"Brother, what's wrong?" my little sister nudged me.

"Oh, nothing. I think we've caught enough beetles. Let's go home," I said with an awkward smile.

"Hehe, don't think she doesn't know, she must be missing Sister Wu Yue." My little sister wiggled her bottom as she ran down the mountain, her sky-blue skirt billowing
in the wind , revealing her pink panties underneath.

"Really?" I smiled, "Slow down, don't fall..." I called after her.

We quickly reached the bottom of the mountain and climbed over the school's wall, which was against the mountainside, as usual.

This wall was close to the mountain, and students who went up the mountain to study or boys who sometimes stayed out all night would climb over it. At first, the school did something about it, but later they got
lazy and stopped caring. Gradually, it became a shortcut for everyone to enter and leave the school.

"Shh..." As soon as I jumped over the wall, my little sister put her index finger to her lips and gestured to me.

"What's wrong?" I asked softly.

"Brother, did you hear anything?"

"No." I tapped my little sister's head, "You're being weird." "Listen carefully again." My little sister turned her head and listened for a while, then said.

Oh... Oh... Hiss...

"Hmm, what's that sound?" I listened carefully, and there was indeed a sound coming from the direction of the teacher's office.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

Suddenly, a woman's scream came.

My younger sister and I groped our way to the only window with a light on, and carefully peeked out.

"Chen..." My younger sister's mouth gaped open. I covered her mouth and carefully looked through the gap in the curtains. It was indeed the principal and
Teacher .

Through the gap in the curtains, I saw a naked woman lying on the table, while a slightly overweight, bald man was holding up the woman's legs,
his lower body thrusting between her legs.

Perhaps it was because it was summer vacation and there were hardly any people in the school that the principal and Teacher Chen dared to be so brazen.

"Ah...ah...Brother Liang...ah...I can't take it anymore...ah...ah...no...don't go in...so deep...ah...ah." The woman
bit her almond lips tightly, her face flushed, and kept moaning softly.

"How does it compare to your husband?"

"Compared to him...compared to him..."

The man kept thrusting in and out while forcefully squeezing the woman's breasts, leaving red finger marks on them.

The woman seemed unable to withstand the man's double attack, her teeth clenched, her eyes glazed, "Ah...ah...ah big cock brother...I...I'm going to die...
hurry...hurry and give it to me...ah...ah so beautiful." "Hurry...hurry and fuck me hard...dear husband...dear brother...dear father...fuck me...fuck
this rotten bitch to death...ah...coming...coming...ah...ah." The woman shouted loudly, her tone gradually lengthening and rising, until finally her whole body trembled
, her arms tightly hugging the man, her nails digging into the man's back, leaving bloody marks. The man seemed to be infected by the woman's passion, increasing the speed of his thrusts and
relentlessly pounding against her lower body.

"Fuck you, you filthy bitch, I'll fuck you..." the man yelled, thrusting a dozen times before collapsing onto the woman and remaining still.

"Ah!" Little Sister cried out at this moment.

Chapter 3: That Summer Night Part 2

"Ah!" Little Sister cried out at this moment.

I was so engrossed in watching that I hadn't noticed when I removed my hand from Little Sister's mouth.

"Who?"

"Run!" I grabbed Little Sister's hand and ran towards the grove of trees by the playground... "Brother, do you think... Teacher Chen and the others will... recognize us?"
After hiding in the grove, Little Sister asked, her face flushed and panting heavily.

"It shouldn't be, it's so dark." I comforted my little sister, who looked nervous. "Haha, I didn't expect you to have such long legs and run so fast."

"That's right, I came in third in the 100-meter race at the sports meet." My little sister lifted her legs up in a show of defiance, her light blue skirt pulled down to
her waist, revealing her slender legs and pink panties.

By the light of the streetlamp beside the playground, I could even see the small mound between my younger sister's legs, seemingly damp with moisture. Looking further up, her white t-
shirt was bulging under her full breasts, rising and falling rhythmically.

Her cheeks were flushed, and fine beads of sweat clung to them, like a pear blossom in spring rain.

I was mesmerized. Perhaps it was because I had just witnessed the principal and Teacher Chen's passionate lovemaking, but now my younger sister's flower-like, luscious
lips loomed larger and larger before my eyes… I cupped her face and kissed her. Yes, I kissed her. I don't know why, but at that moment, my
younger sister stirred an irresistible urge within me. I pressed my hands against her breasts, my tongue prying open her teeth, immediately entering a warm place.

My tongue searched for hers, she dodged, and I relentlessly pursued, like when we played hide-and-seek in the pear blossom grove as children, and
finally, I found her, like capturing a startled fawn.

Although my little sister didn't know how to kiss, her mouth just opening woodenly and her tongue barely moving, her fresh, youthful scent and sweet saliva intoxicated me. I
kept sucking and swallowing her saliva, and gradually she seemed to like the feeling, occasionally responding to me.

After a long kiss, I had her turn around, hugged her from behind, and naturally began kissing her slender white neck and the base of her ears. Her small,
delicate ears swayed like azaleas blooming in the mountains, gently caressed by the wind. Her breathing became uneven, but she tried to control it, and I could hear her
heart pounding wildly.

"Brother...no..." she managed to squeeze out a few indistinct words.

"Little sister, you're so beautiful, brother likes you." I slipped my left hand inside her t-shirt, playing with her breasts. My right hand grabbed hers and placed it
on my penis. At first, she resisted a little, but under my insistence, she finally stopped resisting and gently stroked my shaft. Encouraged, my penis instantly stiffened
, making my pants bulge like a tent.

While caressing my little sister, I pulled off her t-shirt, which billowed like a flag in the wind
before slipped down with a gentle tug and hung in her hand.

Her breasts weren't large, just a handful, slightly upturned, their beautiful curves converging from her armpits to her bright red nipples. I
played her pink nipple.

"Ah…" she moaned softly. I knew she was aroused. I lifted her light blue skirt and slipped my hand inside her underwear.

"No, brother, I'm scared…" she cried, squeezing her legs together.

"It's okay, brother loves you. Let brother take good care of you," I comforted her as I stroked her mounds.

"Little sister, you're so sexy!" I whispered in her ear. Her cheeks flushed instantly, making her even more alluring.

I picked her up and placed her on the stone table, lifting one of her legs so her pink panties slid down her long, slender leg to her ankle.
Below her flat stomach, a small slit was revealed, with a few sparse pubic hairs. I parted the white, tender slit, revealing her two adorable
labia, like flower petals, intertwined, not yet separated, like a lily bud about to bloom.

"Little sister, your pussy is so beautiful." I knelt down and examined her between her legs closely.

"This is a woman's pussy!" I thought to myself, inhaling the unique fragrance of the young girl, and lightly licking her clitoris with my tongue.
Her breathing quickened, and her long legs tried to close tightly, but I used my strong arms to separate them.

I licked and teased my little sister's genitals with fascination, my fingers constantly stimulating her clitoris, sometimes stroking, sometimes flicking. Each time, her body trembled slightly
, letting out a low moan.

My tongue was also busy, meticulously licking the inside of her thighs, moving upwards. Her skin was so delicate and beautiful, it intoxicated me.
I even parted her tightly closed buttocks, revealing her dark brown anus. Every time my tongue touched that lovely anus, her anus instinctively contracted,
powerful and dynamic.

"Brother... it's dirty," my little sister whispered, reminding me.

"Little sister, you're beautiful everywhere, brother loves you." My tongue parted my little sister's anus and went deep inside. My little sister trembled, her legs closed, and her anus contracted,
gripping my tongue.
"Little sister, does it feel good?"

My little sister didn't answer, and I didn't need her answer. My attention shifted to her flower-like vulva. My tongue licked her clitoris, and my fingers slid along the upper edge of
the slit into her vulva. Although my little sister's vagina was already very wet, it was still very sensitive. My fingers gripped her tightly. I
rotated, gently inserted, and pinched.

My little sister's body couldn't withstand such manipulation. Her lower body instinctively tried to pull back. I held her lower body tightly, sucking the lustful fluid flowing from her vulva
. It was salty with a faint fragrance, like pear blossoms after the rain.

As my younger sister's moans trembled slightly, I moved to sit beside her, caressing and fondling her soft, white breasts, while simultaneously taking her hand
and pressing it against my penis.

My penis gradually hardened, and as I pulled down my pants, it immediately broke free, sprang out, veins bulging, glans the size of an egg, proud
and erect, like a warhorse neighing on a battlefield.

Seeing my penis, about 20 centimeters long, my younger sister said timidly, her voice trembling with tears, "Brother, I'm so scared." I didn't answer. I didn't know how to answer, and
I didn't know if I would hurt her. My subconscious thought at that moment was simply to thrust my penis into that cherished, lovely place.

I guided my penis to the entrance of my younger sister's vagina and slowly pushed it in, feeling the tight, warm contractions of her narrow vagina. I
took breath and slowly pushed forward again, finally reaching that alluring hymen.

"Brother, it hurts..." Suddenly, my little sister's legs clamped together, wrapping around my waist. I leaned down, taking her small nipple into my mouth, my cheek
rubbing against her breasts. She quickly calmed down.

Then, I began to slowly thrust in and out again, very gently, very shallowly, my glans just touching her hymen before withdrawing. Her vulva
sank deeper with each thrust, then was pulled out by the large glans. Her vaginal fluids soaked my purplish-red glans

, making it look incredibly erotic. My little sister's legs trembled under my stimulation, as if she was about to climax. I knew the time was right, and suddenly, with a burst of strength, my entire penis burst in, flowing...
The penetration went straight to her core.

"Ah!" the little girl cried out in pain. Her chest heaved, her brows furrowed, her innocent face contorted, and a few
tears welled in her eyes from the pain.

"Don't be afraid, brother will take good care of you," I gently comforted her as I savored the pleasure her vagina was giving me.

My glans was tightly enveloped by the vaginal walls, the folds constantly writhing, contracting, and squeezing, as if trying to force my penis out. This
process felt like many tiny insects crawling on my penis, unbearably itchy and tingling, and I almost couldn't hold back from ejaculating.

I calmed myself down, lifted the little girl's legs, and began to slowly thrust in and out. The little girl moaned with each thrust. At first, I was worried
that she would cry out in pain; I wasn't sure if the principal wouldn't come looking for us. But my worries seemed unnecessary. The little girl's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were glazed,
and she kept moaning, seemingly enjoying it. The surroundings were quiet; the principal was probably currently riding on Teacher Chen.

I felt relieved and began to play with my little sister's body. "Little sister, what are we doing?" My little sister hummed but didn't answer. I continued, "
We're fucking, brother is fucking little sister's cunt.

Brother loves little sister the most." As I spoke, my penis thrust in and out of her warm little cunt faster and faster. My left hand held her slender waist, and my right hand played with her
breasts, occasionally flicking my taut penis upwards to stimulate her vulva, and then plunging it in hard to the root, reaching her G-spot.

My little sister moaned continuously under my thrusts, arching her lower abdomen, causing her vagina to contract.

I felt so good that I wanted to shout out, but I didn't. The night was so quiet, except for the cicadas and frogs, there were only the slapping sounds of my little sister and my flesh colliding,
and my little sister's low moans. I enjoyed the tranquility, but the sensation was so intense that I could barely breathe. My glans kept pounding against my
little sister's cervix, and her vaginal opening became even more constricted, her engorged labia minora becoming even more vibrant from the stimulation.

"Brother, I feel so uncomfortable." Suddenly, I felt my little sister's vagina, which was tightly wrapped around my penis, suddenly spasm, contracting rapidly and rhythmically.
A gush of vaginal fluid poured onto my glans, and my little sister had an orgasm.

Stimulated by this sudden pleasure, I could no longer hold back. A surge of urge to urinate came over me, and a tingling sensation traveled from my penis all the way to my brain.
I thrust my penis deep into my little sister's vagina, my mind went blank, my body gradually became lighter, and finally I floated up to the starry sky, surrounded by
nothing but stars.

My penis throbbed inside my little sister's vagina, gushing out large amounts of semen. It lasted for a long time before gradually subsiding. I lay panting on her
chest, enjoying the satisfaction of her contractions and breathing in her post-orgasmic scent.

"Brother, there are so many stars today."

"Mmm."

"Brother, are you happy?"

"Little sister, I'm sorry." "

Brother, is this what sex feels like?" "

Mmm." "

It feels so good."

"Do you like being with your brother? "

"Yes. But what if Mom finds out?"

"Don't tell Mom, okay?"

"Mmm."

And so, my little sister and I lay on the stone table, talking, time flowing quietly by. Two years passed in the blink of an eye. My little sister had grown up, becoming even more
charming buttocks fuller, and her little undergarment replaced by a bra.

We didn't talk about what happened that day. My little sister was still clinging to me as usual, but neither of us could get over it. As for the principal and Teacher Chen Juan's affair, I'd heard rumors about it at school, but all the faculty and staff seemed to have their own secrets,
and since I was working under him, everyone tacitly kept quiet.

Chapter Four: A Beautiful Collapse

Because the meeting was over, the teachers either went back to their dormitories or home, and the campus was practically deserted, as quiet as usual.

However, my mood was anything but calm. The cuckoo was still calling, which was very irritating to my ears. My premonition was growing stronger.

How could I, a teacher-training graduate from a vocational college, be assigned to teach at a middle school? Although my mother told me it was through my grandfather's old subordinate that I got it
. But these days, which middle school needs a vocational college graduate? Unless the principal agrees.

I arrived at the principal's office, but the door was closed. I listened carefully, but there was no sound.

"Didn't they say they had something to discuss with the principal?" I wondered.

I walked around the office building and went around the back wall to the place where my younger sister and I had seen the principal and Teacher Cheng's encounter. I slowly peeked inside. I didn't
see anyone.

"Where did they go?" I thought, about to leave.

*Slap slap slap...* The sound of flesh colliding reached my ears. I peeked again, but still no one was there.

But the slap slap slap sound was no longer...
"Hurry up, it's not good if someone sees us." A woman's voice came. Wasn't that my mother's voice?

"Don't worry, he's gone. Who would come to the office area now?" It was the principal's voice.

"My son will come looking for me. If he finds out, I won't live anymore." "You must live well. You have to live well for your son's sake. If it weren't for
your son, I wouldn't have had the chance to be close to you, um... oh oh..."

"Ah... ah... ah..."

Hearing this, my brain buzzed and I almost fainted. My mother, the principal, my mother, the principal intertwined, swirled, and surged in my mind, finally rushing towards me.

I wanted to kill, really, I wanted to kill.

"How does he compare to your husband? Hmm?... Hmm... um... oh... oh..." "That line again." I was about to shout and fight the
principal but his words made me stop in my tracks. I wanted to know what my mother would say.

"How does he compare to your husband? Hmm? You won't tell me? Even though your son has a job, he still has to work for me. Do you believe I can ruin him?"

"Damn it, who's going to ruin whom is still uncertain," I thought to myself.

"No, ah... I'll tell you... I'll tell you... ah. Better than him... ah... better than him..." "What about your son? Do you want your son to fuck you?"

"Ah... ah..."

"Say it..."

"Yes." My mother's voice was barely audible.

"What is it? Say it!" the principal roared again.

"I want... ah... ah... ah... I can't take it anymore, ah... ah... ah..." For some reason, my mother suddenly cried out loudly.

I was shocked, really. Although I clearly saw tears streaming down my mother's face, I couldn't bear it for my virtuous and kind mother to say such a thing.

Yes, what was even harder for me to bear was that when I heard this, my penis actually got hard, feeling uncomfortable in my pants.

"...Ha...ha...I knew even if you didn't say it. Judging from the way you and your son acted during the day, something was up.

Since that's the case, go lie down on the table and enjoy the pleasure of your son fucking you." *Smack!* The principal seemed to slap my mother's buttocks.

Then, I saw a naked, beautiful woman—my mother, the mother I revered like a goddess. Her alabaster-white body lay
on the table, her full breasts slightly upturned, her skin showing no signs of middle-aged woman's sagging. Her abdomen was flat, her buttocks high, so there was a gap between her back and
the table .

At that moment, a slightly overweight, bald old man walked over, *smack!* slapped my mother's buttocks, spread her long legs, and began to fuck her hard.

"Teacher Zhang, what are we doing?"

"We're...we're...ah...ah...ah...I can't take it anymore, give it to me...ah...ah...ah..."

"Ha...ha...aren't you a pure maiden? Aren't you proper? Now you're still begging for my pleasure.

...Ha...ha..."

The principal's thrusting angered me, but my mother's cries excited me. I pulled out my penis and started stroking it.

"I'm coming, ah...ah..." My mother suddenly screamed, arching her body, her lower abdomen convulsing, her legs wrapped around the principal's waist.

Clearly, my mother had orgasmed. Seeing this, I increased the frequency of my stroking.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah..." The principal and I also reached orgasm together, but the difference was that the principal ejaculated inside my mother's vagina, while I ejaculated on the back wall of the principal's
office .

This was the most memorable day of my life, even the day I first thrust my penis into my mother's vagina couldn't compare. My previous worldview and
outlook on life completely collapsed. It was a beautiful collapse. My mother, as pure as a goddess, could also become a slut, even if it was for me, her son.

From this moment on, I no longer believe in kindness, integrity, or this world.

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