[Flower's Sin] (1-5)

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Flower's Sin (Part 1)

This is a work of fiction; any resemblance

to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Li Jianzhong dragged his tired body toward the Fuchengmen subway station. If he missed the last train,
he would have to take a taxi home. Thinking of his
family
situation, Li Jianzhong couldn't help but sigh. Working overtime until eleven o'clock wasn't because there was work that absolutely had to be completed, but because he didn't want to go home. All of this happened too fast, too dazzlingly. Li Jianzhong's current state could probably be described as
being completely 　　out of his mind. It all started a year ago. A year ago, Li Jianzhong... (The rest of the text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-

generated gibberish.)
Because it's only
800 , many young white-collar workers in the city center love this neighborhood. Its design and
location are perfect for those with limited funds and a need for housing. In fact, Li Jianzhong didn't think Liu Ying was particularly
outstanding . Their meeting wasn't even a fleeting encounter; they
were simply visiting a model apartment together, led by different salespeople. Li Jianzhong didn't pay much attention to Liu Ying while looking at the apartment,
and whether she cared about him or not was irrelevant to him. Anyway
, they were both interested in the same type of small two-bedroom apartment and chose the same unit.
They shared similar interests and casually exchanged phone numbers, agreeing
to discuss renovations later.

Li Jianzhong didn't have a girlfriend, but that didn't mean he was unpopular with girls; he just didn't care. He didn't

care, and he had no physical or psychological problems. He felt he was still young, and
his parents, far away in the south, thought so too. Therefore, although Li Jianzhong had many female friends, he didn't have a
girlfriend .

So, after this fateful house-hunting experience, Li Jianzhong and Liu Ying became neighbors, living in the same building, one floor above the other. After
the renovations were completed, they became a couple. A month after moving in, they got their marriage certificate. Liu Ying
worked in the CBD, closer to home, at an accounting firm. Although she wasn't exceptionally
beautiful, she exuded a mature, intellectual beauty in her professional attire. Li Jianzhong didn't consider
himself a "ladies' man," but he strongly believed in marrying someone of equal social standing. With a master's degree and working at the Agricultural Development Bank, he hoped
his wife would have a similar position, at least in terms of common ground.

They were a perfect match: Li Jianzhong had a lucrative job, a degree, and a promising future. Liu Ying
worked hard , as an assistant manager, earning a high salary.

However, happiness is always relative. Imperfection is absolute.

At this moment, Liu Ying was lying in her bedroom—oh, this was her bedroom on the nineteenth floor; Li Jianzhong's was on the eighteenth
. The couple didn't move, keeping both rooms—Liu Ying's insistence
for their current convenience.

A man's hand rested on Liu Ying's firm breasts. At 27, her body still exuded youthfulness, a
transition from immaturity to maturity that captivated the man beside her.

His hand gently glided over the nipples; the tenderness after passion was the intoxicating elixir for conquering a woman
. While sweet words and flowers were equally important, the tenderness after each act of lovemaking felt more real and
tender .

Liu Ying was still savoring the frenzy of their encounter. The man's tenderness was like rekindling a match within her,
and the temperature began to rise again.

"You want it again? He'll be back soon."

The man didn't speak, only slowly moving his burning hand downwards. It gently caressed Liu Ying's chest
and , feeling the fine hairs on her skin, finally settling on the newlywed woman's mons
pubis, stirring the soft pubic hair with three fingers. He lightly brushed against her still-erect, not-yet-
completely-cooled clitoris.

"I'm going to die. Sigh—" Liu Ying sighed, the man skillfully teasing her most sensitive
spot. Tonight seemed to be the same again. Liu Ying reached out and grasped the man's penis—sure enough, it was hard and brittle again
. She closed her eyes, gently rubbing it up and down, occasionally lightly brushing the glans with her index finger—just as the man
knew her, she knew what he wanted.

Having received Liu Ying's positive response, the man seemed satisfied. His middle finger gently
traced across Liu Ying's labia, continuing downwards, accurately probing another, drier spot. He began
to rub clockwise —oh, Liu Ying's sensations were probably counter-clockwise—gently, the man not in a hurry to start the second
round. This time, he wanted something different.

Liu Ying sighed again. She knew what the man wanted; she didn't particularly like anal sex, but thankfully,
the man didn't always want it. It had been almost two months since the last time. Thinking of this, she didn't want
to resist ; it wasn't the first time. Liu Ying slowly twisted her body, crawled under the covers,
found the penis in her hand with her tongue, licked the glans, and then took the entire umbrella-shaped head into her mouth. She tried her best to
get more saliva on it. Since she had decided to accept it, it was better to reduce the pain.

"Hmm—" This time it was the man's turn to sigh. Liu Ying's movement made it impossible for him to reach her lower body,
so he reached out and grasped one of Liu Ying's breasts. Although it wasn't large, it was warm and moist, and very elastic. The man
didn't care about the size, especially when enjoying the skilled and gentle oral service. "Let's start with the front, to lubricate it."

The man remembered that he had left some stuff in Liu Ying's front hole earlier, which should be enough for lubrication.

Liu Ying turned over and knelt up, facing the man, one hand grasping the already wet penis, the other hand supporting the man
's waist, and slowly squatted down. "Sizzle—" The previous battle's fruits were still inside her, and his penis slowly and smoothly
penetrated, the tender flesh of her vagina quickly enveloping him until the very tip of his glans touched an even more delicate
little thing. "Ah—" Liu Ying's long moan stimulated a certain animalistic nerve in the man.
The sensation of his glans touching something real awakened all the other nerves controlling his desire. The man pushed his legs together,
thrusting his waist upwards firmly, his fingers sinking into Liu Ying's buttocks. "Mmm—" This elicited an even sharper moan from Liu Ying.
A soft moan escaped her lips. The man decided to savor this voluptuous vulva before changing his tastes. Although not
a virgin , Liu Ying's elasticity was captivating. She maintained a regular exercise routine,
and her stamina was crucial to her performance in bed; Liu Ying knew this. Even after their first passionate encounter, she could still tighten her muscles and twist her
waist, using her vagina to stimulate the man's penis. The two moved in perfect harmony, their breathing
becoming .

Suddenly, the man grabbed Liu Ying's thighs, which were spread apart at his waist, and thrust himself into her,
locking and preventing her from moving her body any further. "Hiss—hiss—" Liu Ying gasped, leaning down
to embrace the man's shoulders, pressing her already firm breasts tightly against his chest, drawing her
perineum in with all her might, her vaginal muscles gripping his penis tightly, trying to extract more essence.

After a moment of silence, Liu Ying noticed something. "You lied to me again—"

"It's still early."

The man slowly withdrew his weapon, still sticky with his semen, which had been completely diluted by Liu Ying.

In fact, he had to stop. The intense intercourse just now was beyond his capacity to handle,
and besides, he wanted a different kind of stimulation.

The man rolled over and placed Liu Ying beneath him, lifted her legs, and gently nibbled on her left calf.
Listening to Liu Ying's moans, he pressed his penis against her still dry anus.

"Go slower. It's been a long time since I've done this."

The man hadn't planned to enter quickly, but taking advantage of the wetness, he slowly pushed his glans forward. Although
his stamina wasn't what it used to be, it was still hard, which was what he was most confident and satisfied with. Otherwise, he really would
n't have been able to win this girl over. The man regrouped and, with determination but not recklessness, rubbed Liu Ying's clitoris with the glans, slowly
probing inside.

Finally, the entire glans was inside. Liu Ying's anus felt like a rubber band that had been twisted several times,
tightly gripping the joint between the glans and the penis. The man let out a long breath.
The process of pushing the glans in through such a tight entrance made him feel like lightning bolts struck his brain each time. The intense pleasure made him inwardly
marvel at how captivating young women were. The man paused to catch his breath. The tightness of the woman beneath him always
reminded him of the day he took her virginity. Possessing such a bed goddess always gave the man a sense
of satisfaction. A man's satisfaction. He would never regret doing this. The man slowly pushed his entire penis
all the way in. Unlike Liu Ying's relatively shallow vagina, this time it wouldn't hit anything, but the ever-renewing tension
kept the man coming back for more. "Ha—ha—" Liu Ying gasped for breath, the tight sensation in her rectum making her
vision blur. Anal sex brought her less sexual pleasure and more the pleasure of excretion. The intertwined
sensation of pain and pleasure slowly traveled from her rectum to her brain as the man began to thrust. Liu Ying felt utterly weak. Just moments before,
she had been full of confidence in her stamina, but now she didn't even want to move a finger. She let go of every muscle in her body,
surrendering herself completely to the man. Normal intercourse could no longer make Liu Ying make such a complete surrender; she would unconsciously
cooperate. She had been thoroughly awakened.

However, the anal sex, which she didn't do often, still drained Liu Ying's strength. The man maintained a steady pace, slowly
draining Liu Ying's strength, and also slowly intertwining pleasure with Liu Ying's pain. Liu Ying only
had the strength to groan.

"Hmm—um—um—"

The man lowered Liu Ying's legs, letting them drape over his waist, and placed his hands on Liu Ying's breasts,
kneading her still perky breasts with the rhythm of his thrusts. The man suddenly leaned down and kissed Liu Ying's
lips, passionately licking her tongue. He pulled his entire penis out, then quickly thrust it in again.
The re-contact of the glans with her anus sent a jolt through him, causing him to double his pace. He gripped her tender
breasts tightly, thrusting with all his might, making the longest possible stroke each time, but reluctant to let the glans completely withdraw, always
leaving a little for the tightly bound "rubber band."

The man began to tense up, and Liu Ying reached out and hugged his back tightly, welcoming the final sprint,
letting her throat scream, letting her intestines burn. Burning freely in the man's ejaculation.

"Dad——————"

Flower Sin (Part Two)

Foreword: This article is purely my personal improvisation and certainly cannot satisfy everyone, at least it satisfies
myself . In any case, thank you to the friends who also like and support this article. Thank you for your honest opinions. The author's
level is really limited, please bear with it.

Tan Feng's heart felt like a bottle of mixed emotions had been spilled. Fairy. He gritted his teeth.
The woman in his arms always called him "Daddy" only when he reached his climax.

"Sometimes I think you're just too smart." "

Really? Don't you like it?" Liu Ying asked languidly.

Don't I like it? Tan Feng lay on top of the woman, feeling her
gently . So she wasn't satisfied either. Tan Feng rolled off, slapping Liu Ying's smooth thigh with a "smack."
"Go, wash up first, I'll satisfy you today—"

Accompanied by the sound of running water from the bathroom, Tan Feng lit a red running water bottle, composed himself, and his thoughts
returned to ten years ago.

Ten years ago, Tan Feng was in his prime, highly regarded by his superiors, and promoted to the rank of bureau chief, handling
matters related to the city's industrial reform. The city's cotton mill was shut down during that period. Due to its proximity to the CBD core area,
although the closure of the cotton mill involved the employment of more than 3,000 workers, this number was still a drop in the ocean compared to the overall economic
situation . The government could easily solve
the livelihood problems of these people simply by auctioning off the land use rights of the cotton mill.

Of course, although the cotton mill renovation project was not difficult, some of the thousands of workers would inevitably experience the growing
pains . Tan Feng was a very protective man; he knew that the quality of work often depended on details.

Even if the factory's demolition and renovation were successfully completed, one or two holdout petitioners could ruin
all hard work. No matter how much the municipal leaders appreciated him, they would still leave a negative comment—"not meticulous in work." Therefore, Tan
Feng was very cautious. He instructed his secretary to understand the situation of each holdout and solve their difficulties.

It was at that time that Yang Xiaoli came into his view. Ultimately, she completely changed his fate.

She was an ordinary woman, mature and plump, a typical laid-off textile worker. Her features were regular and
unadorned. Only her brows were always slightly furrowed. To Tan Feng at the time, it was like a feather gently
brushing across the lake of his heart. Those ripples eventually accumulated into a raging torrent.

Tan Feng's wife had taken their only daughter to Japan long ago, and he had been a widower in China for many years.
Too busy with work, he hadn't focused his attention on women. However, Yang Xiaoli's appearance was like opening a box of desire.
Every night when Tan Feng was alone in his bed, he would think, what if there was such a woman by my side…

Yang Xiaoli's husband was also an ordinary technician in a cotton mill; unfortunately, he died of liver cancer. This not only
left Yang Xiaoli with a lot of debt but also prevented her from enjoying the many preferential policies of factory restructuring and relocation. Yang Xiaoli's daughter
was about to be admitted to university, but unfortunately, university tuition fees were being reformed. The annual tuition of 8,000 yuan was a heavy burden for her
. Yang Xiaoli was a typical victim of the triple reforms of the system, education, and healthcare. Tan Feng felt he could
help her. And of course, he could also win her over.

Initially, Yang Xiaoli didn't readily accept Tan Feng, but for a widow
struggling , the pursuit of a high-ranking government official wasn't so easy to resist. For Yang Xiaoli,
her husband's death was a kind of relief, and a man she could rely on was
so . So, although Tan Feng had a wife, she was far away overseas, and apart from that, he was a perfect
support. Even for her daughter, Liu Ying, she needed such a pillar for her future. In today's world,
orphans and widows without connections face immense difficulties.

Tan Feng silently recalled the first time Yang Xiaoli slept with him. That was just the beginning; this woman, with her
gentleness and composure, ignited Tan Feng's energy and desire.

Thinking of this, Tan Feng felt as if he had become much younger. He didn't know why he still had so much energy at his
age , yet the sound of running water from the bathroom relentlessly burned his senses. Perhaps
it was this mother and daughter who made him feel young again. Tan Feng stubbed out his cigarette, got out of bed, and slowly walked towards
the bathroom . The night was still long.

Li Jianzhong walked out of the subway station in a daze. The bright lights and bustling traffic of Chaoyang North Road seemed like
a mockery of his gloomy state of mind. "This city doesn't belong to me." Li Jianzhong felt nothing but despair.
His newlywed wife was someone else's mistress; no man would feel good in that situation. What made him feel most hopeless
was that this man who had been supporting his wife for nearly ten years was someone he couldn't afford to offend. Not only could he not offend him, he couldn't even avoid him
. Liu Ying said that "Dad" valued him highly, and the city's leading Duchuang Group was now
under "Dad's" control. "The senior management of Yanjing Bank has already reserved a position for Jianzhong and wants him to do his best," Liu Ying
relayed "Dad's" words.

Li Jianzhong had never faced such a situation before; he was caught in a dilemma. Liu Ying had no intention of
hiding . In front of Li Jianzhong, she was a typical rational and reserved white-collar
career woman, perfectly proper both at home and outside. Li Jianzhong's parents were very satisfied with this daughter-in-law. However,
what was she like in front of "Dad," in her love nest on the nineteenth floor? Li Jianzhong couldn't imagine it,
couldn't fathom it, and dared not imagine it.

He was truly caught in a dilemma. Either he would fight to the death, potentially destroying everyone, because he couldn't afford to destroy
himself and his parents; or he would obediently survive, riding on "Dad's" coattails, shamelessly
soaring. Li Jianzhong felt he had lost even the strength to scream.

Facing this family was too difficult. Was life really this hard?

Liu Ying was very surprised. Although Tan Feng had extraordinary energy—one who could reach his position must possess
extraordinary energy—tonight seemed somewhat unusual. After two such intense sexual encounters, the over-fifty-year-old Tan
Feng had once again entered the bathroom with boundless vigor. Unlike her mother, who
had little formal education, Liu Ying was highly educated, yet even so, she was still puzzled by the male anatomy.
What ?

Tan Feng opened the glass door to the separate bathroom. This little love nest was devoid of any sexual intimacy... Full. Liu Ying had only installed a closed bathroom. Liu Ying had once said that a closed bathroom could also create a passionate
atmosphere . This vixen. Tan Feng was now beginning to appreciate this girl's wisdom, her wisdom about sex. In this confined
space, the distance between the two could be measured by the length of their penises. Of course, this was Tan Feng's now erect
penis.

Liu Ying removed the showerhead and adjusted the water flow to the lowest possible pressure. She began to clean Tan Feng.
Entering and exiting through an anus that hadn't undergone an enema was something Liu Ying herself found difficult to accept. But she almost never
refused . Never. Liu Ying herself hadn't figured out why. Perhaps every woman subconsciously needs
a man for whom she would dedicate everything. And of course, she also needs a man for whom she would dedicate everything. The former
satisfies a woman's vulnerable nature of seeking protection, the latter... It satisfied the vanity that every woman has.

It was just a coincidence that the mother and daughter chose the same object of devotion.

Liu Ying let the gentle stream of water wash over the fluid on her penis, which was now fully erect,
so there were no wrinkles to hide dirt. She squeezed out some wash with one hand and began to gently massage it.

Tan Feng took the showerhead, turned up the water flow slightly, and slowly rinsed Liu Ying's back. Inadvertently,
the showerhead slid between her two firm and perky buttocks, and with the up and down flow of water, Liu Ying's body trembled slightly
.

She held herself up with her hands, one hand gently rubbing every wrinkle on her drooping scrotum, and
the other hand making back and forth movements on her penis. Her body trembled under the action of the water, and then
transmitted the penis that received it. The trembling continued to be transmitted between the two of them.

"Bring me the water." Liu Ying felt the penis in her hand begin to throb. She took the showerhead, rinsed off the foam,
scrubbed it thoroughly, and then handed the showerhead back to Tan Feng. She knelt down again.

"Hiss—" A barely audible sound lingered on his erect penis. His tiny tongue diligently
swept over every corner of the shaft: from the urethral opening to the hair at the base, in a straight line; then spiraling back towards the shaft.
His eyes flickered gently; then he shifted to another side, another straight line… This repeated itself, and Tan Feng felt his
desire being slowly yet firmly pushed to its peak with a spiraling acceleration.

“Uh—” After dozens of accelerations, a deep throat enveloping his lips and tongue made Tan Feng uncontrollably
let out a muffled groan. The overly perfect oral sex forced him to hold onto the glass panels on either side.
The nozzle in his hand slammed against the glass with a “bang.” As if it were a starting gun, Liu Ying’s head
moved violently back and forth with the sound. After dozens more thrusts, their breaths began to become heavy and rapid. Then, unintentionally,
the lips and tongue that drove Tan Feng mad gathered at the base of his penis, the tip of his tongue pressing tightly against the tip of his penis, spiraling inwards.

Liu Ying wrapped one arm around the man's leg, while the other hand kneaded his scrotum,
warming the restless testicles with the warmth of her palm. Tan Feng gazed at the girl beneath him. From this angle, Liu Ying, with
her downcast eyes possessed a beauty that could melt anything. Although she wasn't wearing makeup tonight, her natural purity
added immeasurable depth to the wanton oral sex. Yes, like her mother, she wasn't exceptionally beautiful,
but her delicate features, framed by her thin, busy lips, were incredibly alluring.

Tan Feng loved gazing at her from this angle; the physical impact of his penis and the visual spectacle before him made him
feel that his restraint had reached its limit. He hung the showerhead back on and turned it on again, letting the water calm his
burgeoning desire. He lifted the woman from between his legs, turning her over so her back was to him. Liu Ying gripped the glass door
's crossbar, pushing her already high, round buttocks back and upward with even greater effort. Although her appearance wasn't striking,
her figure, after years of cultivation, was already incredibly mature.

Tan Feng didn't linger; the woman's body, almost dripping with moisture, was fatally attractive. His foreskin
was so tight it was about to burst. He needed friction to loosen it. He parted her labia with both hands, easily inserting his penis
all the way in. As his scrotum hit her clitoris, Tan Feng felt the woman's body tighten rapidly. Tan Feng
had only slept with three women in total, and didn't know what a "famous vagina" was, but this fleshy pot between his legs was his
own. Tan Feng felt his penis being tightly gripped, constantly being pulled inward. He involuntarily reached out and
grasped the woman's breasts, which were already pressed against the glass, rubbing the two erect nipples between the joints. Having found the fulcrum, Tan Feng began to thrust. Liu Ying began to moan.

The night was still young, and sex was boundless.

Li Jianzhong sighed and took out his key in front of the door of 1802.

(III) The rapid breathing in the

living room shocked Li Jianzhong when he opened the door. What was Liu Ying doing? She
should be on the nineteenth floor, panting under "Dad's" body, not here. Did they completely disregard
his reaction and want to subject him to even greater humiliation? Li Jianzhong felt a flame
burning .

However, the scene before him made Li Jianzhong feel like it was a nightmare. With his last bit of rationality, Li Jianzhong
slammed the door shut.

A voluptuous, pale female body was pinned to Li Jianzhong's sofa in an incredibly lewd position, the loud slam of
the door closing causing her to tremble violently. The woman's legs were spread wide apart and
bound in half; her hands were crossed behind her back, the ropes on her wrists connected to the ankles on the opposite sides, rendering
her limbs immobile. Any movement would only spread her legs further apart. The woman wore a
black blindfold, and a wad of cloth was stuffed in her mouth, preventing her from making a sound, nor did she attempt to spit it out.
Instead, she seemed to be biting down on it tightly. The heavy breathing heard from the doorway indicated what the woman was enduring.
Li Jianzhong felt his gaze completely out of control, his body momentarily
contorting in a tense spasm, as if due to the rapid flow of blood. Only his eyes remained mobile, involuntarily drawn to
the tight ropes binding the woman's chest, her plump, pale breasts protruding to their maximum extent.

However, this wasn't the most shocking part; the woman's genitals were completely bare, without any covering, not even a hair
. A vibrating rod, now only its tail, was spinning. Li Jianzhong didn't know how long it was, but
judging from the range of motion of its tail, it must be quite long.

Li Jianzhong instinctively felt that this wasn't Liu Ying. It was someone else who had completely captivated him.

What he was seeing was beyond all his experience, shattering his reason. Any
normal man in this situation would probably lose his composure. Li Jianzhong felt his hands trembling. He
wanted to reach out and remove the woman's blindfold, but found his right hand uncontrollably brushing towards a spot on her chest.
Because he had been filled with humiliation and despair on the way home, imagining Liu Ying under "Daddy"
—the more you don't want to do something, the less you can control it—Li Jianzhong's body was now
controlled by animalistic instincts. Only a remnant of consciousness remained in his brain: "What am I doing... I need to figure out the situation first—
"

Li Jianzhong suppressed his pent-up urge to caress the woman's breasts. Ah, the softness and elasticity of this woman's breasts
were no less than Liu Ying's. Because of the ropes, the engorged white breasts reflected a vibrant red, and Li Jianzhong
believed that his own eyes were also tinged with the same red.

Li Jianzhong slowly raised his hand and gently lifted the blindfold. As expected, "Mom—" Li Jianzhong only
managed half a sound, his voice so hoarse that his engorged throat couldn't continue . Meeting in this way, coupled with
the contact they had just had, made this address incredibly awkward for Li Jianzhong. But even more awkward was not him,
but his mother.

++ ...

She rarely cared about what Tan Feng wanted to do, having done so for ten years. She felt she had
become more like a tool under his influence, devoid of thought beyond fulfilling his lust. However, while Tan Feng was
overly domineering in sex, he genuinely made Yang Xiaoli feel cared for and pampered elsewhere. For a middle-aged
woman, especially a widow, receiving this was like living in paradise. This
was , being a happy sex object didn't seem like
a bad choice. Besides, she had no other choice.

They had lunch together. Tan Feng even held Yang Xiaoli while she took a nap, but what she saw after waking drove
her almost mad. This was her daughter and son-in-law's home. Yang Xiaoli knew about Tan Feng's relationship with her daughter; that incident
had happened so many years ago, and Tan Feng never wanted both mother and daughter to have sex with him at the same time. Even he himself didn't
know how Tan Feng treated his daughter. She had no idea what her son-in-law knew. Tan Feng wouldn't allow her to resist, tying her up in a very
familiar way. Yang Xiaoli was used to being submissive; it was her nature. She was
known for her good temper in the factory. So she was used to Tan Feng's binding. But Yang Xiaoli was a very reserved woman;
she wasn't brave enough to actively pursue the pleasure of desire, and she didn't know how to actively please Tan Feng while pleasing herself. She
just passively accepted. And Tan Feng didn't seem to care about this. He never asked Yang Xiaoli to do anything;
on the contrary, he seemed to enjoy Yang Xiaoli's obedience and passivity. Yang Xiaoli didn't know that if she were as proactive as her daughter
, it would be Tan Feng who couldn't handle it.

Tan Feng tied Yang Xiaoli to the sofa, preventing her from making a sound, and stuffed her own underwear into her mouth. He also
put a blindfold on her. The two of them had done this before, but that was always at Tan Feng's house, or in
the new residential area after the factory was demolished, in Yang Xiaoli's affordable housing. This time was different; who knew when her son-in-law would get off work?
Yang Xiaoli was nervous, which suddenly thrilled her. After so many years, they
had tried every trick in the book; Tan Feng had even shaved her pubic hair in various positions. But the sudden intrusion of her son-in-law
brought a long-lost thrill and shyness to Yang Xiaoli's face.

It was incredibly difficult to make a 48-year-old woman shy. Tan Feng watched the
mature woman before him, her face slowly turning red. Was she starting to get nervous too? Tan Feng felt he was almost
going crazy ; he wanted to drag Li Jianzhong into this mess. This mother and daughter were too alluring; Li Jianzhong was destined to be unable to resist
their temptation. What kind of thrill would incest bring, driving someone to madness? Tan Feng himself didn't know; he
only knew he was anticipating an even more frenzied desire. He had never made love to a mother and daughter at the same time; he had always been waiting for a
Li Jianzhong . Ever since he first got Liu Ying into bed, he knew that he alone might
be defeated or even die from the bodies of the mother and daughter.

Everything was so perfect. What would happen if you placed a submissive mother-in-law
in front of ? Tan Feng fantasized as he began to tease the woman. He took out a 26-centimeter
-long vibrator, turned it on, and began gently touching Yang Xiaoli's already erect nipples, which were bound.
The lighter the touch, the more unbearable the irritating sound became for Yang Xiaoli. Yang Xiaoli's nipples were darker and
larger, a natural result of breastfeeding, but this also attracted Tan Feng. This maternal beauty
also him. Comparing the mother and daughter in his mind, Tan Feng felt his desire slowly building up.
His vibrator continued to circle Yang Xiaoli's breasts, who was desperately
suppressing her pleasure. Tan Feng didn't understand why this woman wouldn't let go of him. Perhaps she
didn't understand herself either. But Tan Feng didn't want to dwell on this question.

The pleasure he gained from teasing a woman who was constantly suppressing herself far outweighed the pleasure from teasing a
woman who was completely uninhibited and enjoying her desires.

Tan Feng slid the writhing vibrator across the woman's body, and her body
seemed , writhing in response. When the vibrator's bumps touched Yang Xiaoli's clitoris, she felt
a fire ignite within her, burning her willpower. Tan Feng pressed the vibrator against her clitoris, then used his free hand to part
Yang Xiaoli's thick but neatly trimmed labia. This woman knew how to take care of herself, and Tan Feng
was quite satisfied with that. "Already wet," Tan Feng whispered deliberately in Yang Xiaoli's ear, as if someone else were
watching this lewd show.

"Mmm—" The mature woman, her mouth gagged, struggled with her desires. She tried to suppress them, but
found she couldn't control herself at all. Tan Feng's fingers, probing into her wet, sweet passage, completely shattered her reason.

With one hand kneading the woman's nipples, Tan Feng slowly pushed the vibrator into the woman's
drooling . Although the woman's body was bound, it remained taut

. "You're always so sensitive," Tan Feng whispered, humiliating her as he licked her earlobe.

He slowly withdrew the vibrator, eliciting a weak sigh from the woman.

"If I leave you here like this, what will your good son-in-law do when he comes back?"

The woman, ignoring the emptiness in her vagina, writhed wildly, her throat emitting urgent sounds. She hadn't
expected Tan Feng to make this plan. What was this? Was he using her as a bargaining chip with her son-in-law? If something really
happened , how could she face anyone? Fear, shame, and panic all manifested in the woman's writhing. Tan
Feng thrust the dildo all the way in amidst her struggles, the extra friction and contact giving her maximum
pleasure. For a moment, her mind felt detached, overwhelmed by a jumble of emotions.

"Okay, don't be afraid." Yang Xiaoli was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Tan Feng pulled the dildo back to the entrance. "Look
how wanton you are—" He thrust it all the way in again. "He definitely won't leave you."

Am I afraid he'll leave me? Yang Xiaoli began to writhe wildly again. What is this crazy man
trying to do!

Tan Feng quickened his thrusting, the dildo twisting in and out. "You're really something, aren't you? Are
n't you afraid I'll get jealous? They say a mother-in-law loves her son-in-law more and more the more she looks at him, and that's so true. Okay, I'll grant your wish and let
you experience something new."

Seeing Yang Xiaoli writhing even more wildly, Tan Feng felt himself getting aroused. When did he
become so wicked? Oh, why does wickedness excite him so much?

"I can't be with you tonight, I'm going to have some fun with your daughter later—and you, you can have some fun with your son-in-law."
As Yang Xiaoli's strength gradually waned, the violent twisting of her body and the irritating vibrator were consuming her. Her
movements grew weaker, and tears seeped from behind her blindfold. Why was this happening?
What was wrong with this man? Humiliation and confusion tormented Yang Xiaoli's nerves. But her mature, sensitive body
grew increasingly aroused with the thrusting of the dildo. Although the dildo was thick and large, it was still fake; her honest body craved a real
penis, completely ignoring the torment in the woman's mind.

"You're always so repressed when you go to bed. Today I'm going to make you completely relax. Look how much you want your son-in-law, you're practically crying.
Enjoy yourself."

After saying this, Tan Feng bit down hard on the woman's breast, pushing the dildo all the way in. He let
the woman and the dildo writhe together. Then he left. The woman's state made him unable to stay any longer. He
was going to find his own pleasure for the night.

++

... Yes, with her aging appearance and Tan Feng's status, she was probably destined to be nothing more than a toy. Having resigned herself to her fate, all that remained was lust. The vibrator hummed and twisted, and Yang Xiaoli was terrified, afraid her son-in-law would return and discover her shameful position. She truly couldn't face anyone anymore. He didn't know about his relationship with Tan Feng. His daughter hadn't told him; he only knew about her relationship with Tan Feng. He never imagined that his daughter calling Tan Feng "Dad" wasn't a cover , but rather that Tan Feng was sleeping with his daughter while also sleeping with his mother. The handsome, young image of her son-in-law flashed through Yang Xiaoli's mind, and she had no idea how to face him. She had no idea what her son-in-law would do. She couldn't fathom it. When he learned she was such a lewd and depraved woman, would he think she had pushed her daughter into this hellhole to save her lover? "No! I can't do anything about it." This weak defense made Yang Xiaoli completely lose her sense of logic. The situation made her feel like she was just a lowly harlot. How would her son-in-law treat her? In her increasingly shameful thoughts, Yang Xiaoli found herself starting to look forward to his return. Rather than suffer like this, she might as well end it quickly. Until the sound of the key opening the door rang out, Yang Xiaoli could no longer hold back her increasingly rapid breathing. She was on the verge of her second orgasm. The silent world made Yang Xiaoli struggle on the edge of desire. She didn't know what Li Jianzhong was going to do, nor did she know Li Jianzhong's current situation. Suddenly a hand touched her chest, causing all the blood in Yang Xiaoli's body to rush to it. Did he not even want to take off his blindfold? Yang Xiaoli felt an indescribable flame in her body completely ignited by the hand on her chest. At the moment when the light finally shone brightly before her eyes, accompanied by Li Jianzhong's hoarse call, Yang Xiaoli orgasmed. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　(4) 　　Li Jianzhong felt completely lost. 　　He stared blankly at his mother-in-law's face. She was covered in sweat, her face a blur of sweat and tears, her eyes red—Li Jianzhong didn't know what kind of red it was; was it the sudden bright light? Was it the bloodshot eyes from crying, or simply the burning red of desire? 　　His mother-in-law's gaze was equally vacant, yet also moist. It was a moist, sticky gaze that lingered on Li Jianzhong for a long while. "She's probably more helpless than I am," Li Jianzhong suddenly thought. In his memory , his mother-in-law was an extremely virtuous and gentle woman. Seeing him in this situation, her mind was probably even more blank than Li Jianzhong's. 　Looking at his mother-in-law's convulsing face, Li Jianzhong knew she had just experienced an orgasm. No wonder her gaze was so sticky. The female body at orgasm radiated an indescribable glow, a glow that stimulated not only the visual nerves but also the soul tormented by desire. Li Jianzhong felt his mouth go dry. 　　"Who can tell me what to do now?" Li Jianzhong felt he had completely lost the ability . If he hadn't touched that still unforgettable spot, he should have immediately taken the food out of his mother-in-law's mouth, found scissors to cut the rope, and given Liu Ying her clothes. But the problem was, he had already touched her. Touching other places would have been fine, but he had touched that tempting little red spot. He had also tested the firmness of that plump breast. 　　The vibrator was still spinning on its own, and Yang Xiaoli's gushing fluids had completely soaked it, the liquid dripping onto the floor, glistening. 　　This was a fleshy vulva, and it had already been preheated. It would be warm. Li Jianzhong uncontrollably became erect. Reason was gradually slipping away. 　　At this moment, Yang Xiaoli's mind was practically blank; she was still wildly ecstatic in the afterglow of her orgasm. The son-in-law suddenly and slowly raised his hand again, reaching towards his mouth. Yang Xiaoli loosened her teeth; she had been tightly biting her underwear, but now that her son-in-law was taking it out, it seemed he wanted to free himself. Yang Xiaoli couldn't help but think, "This simple young man was just acting on impulse; he should be able to control himself." Although she didn't know what to say, being able to speak and explain was better than being misunderstood further. Yang Xiaoli didn't want her son-in-law to think of her as a lewd woman, and in fact, she wasn't. 　　However, her son-in-law's finger stopped in her slightly open mouth, without moving. It didn't move at all. Yang Xiaoli's face flushed red. She looked at her son-in-law with surprise and even a little fear. This position had only lasted for five seconds , but it was far too ambiguous. Her son-in-law wasn't taking the thing out of his mouth!

He simply put his fingers in his mouth. Li Jianzhong felt as if he were being torn apart—
his reason and conscience were being ripped apart, leaving only depravity and madness. The tearing sensation that had been building up inside him exploded
today . He was completely ignited by the woman's body, dripping with desire, and the tearing sensation lasted for a full
half minute. Then, Li Jianzhong's fingers began to move. Seeing his mother-in-law's terrified eyes, Li Jianzhong felt a
suffocating sensation in his groin, forcing him to move. His fingers began to gently glide between his mother-in-law's lips and teeth, slowly
sweeping across the limited space inside her mouth, brushing against the mucous membrane.

This lewd action made both of them tremble. Li Jianzhong trembled from the intense stimulation of depravity, while
Yang Xiaoli from fear, stimulation, and the new wave of lust brought on by the vibrator. Li Jianzhong discovered that the pleasure of revenge and venting
far outweighed the guilt and unease of incest. Faced with the grievances, anger, and helplessness that had been suppressed for so long, morality became
so vulnerable. He had no time to think about why all this was happening, and at this moment, he didn't want to think about
it at all. The pleasure overwhelmed everything, clouding his judgment. The feeling between his legs was no longer suffocation, but an unprecedented
excitement—an excitement he had never experienced with his unfaithful wife.

Yang Xiaoli watched her son-in-law's eyes grow increasingly red, his brows furrow and then relax, his gaze gradually hardening, and
she understood. This handsome yet pitiful young man, the torment he had endured during this time, was enough to tell him
what he should do now. The outcome was always the same: "Mom, you're so sexy, but really beautiful." Li Jianzhong's voice was still
hoarse, "Especially here."

As his hand slowly left his mouth but didn't remove the panties covering it, Yang Xiaoli began to feel her
body tense up, a tension of longing. Although she had already ejaculated twice, she hadn't truly obtained what
a man possessed , and both her body and subconscious were in a more subtle state of hunger. Until her son-in-law
pulled the vibrator out repeatedly, saying that it was especially sexy and beautiful there, Yang Xiaoli felt she was also on the verge of losing control.

"Mmm—" The vibrator brought out a trickle of liquid, taking away Yang Xiaoli's last
sense of fullness . She felt completely suspended in mid-air, her soul ripped away. At this moment, she felt like
a woman who had lost everything. After a long, lonely sigh, Yang Xiaoli couldn't control her eyes, tears streaming down her face.

"Mom, your voice is so seductive. But why are you crying? Don't cry, I'm here."

Listening to her son-in-law teasing her while comforting her, Yang Xiaoli was bewildered. Li Jianzhong knelt beside
the sofa , turning off the vibrator and tossing it aside. His hands involuntarily went to his mother-in-law's thighs.

Although her thighs weren't as firm as Liu Ying's, they weren't as loose as he had imagined. He hadn't expected his mother-in-law to be so well-maintained
. Li Jianzhong's hands unconsciously began to knead them. His eyes were fixed intently on the two thick, clean
labia, helplessly guarding the vagina that hadn't closed after being ravaged by the vibrator all afternoon. The fully erect clitoris
remained parted, and bodily fluids continued to slowly flow out. The slight trembling of the woman's body made the whole scene
incredibly alluring.

Li Jianzhong completely lost control of his desire. He brought his nose close; there was only the woman's scent,
no man's. In any case, this made him feel a little better. "Liu Ying came out of here."
Thinking this, his mind was like a raging fire. He couldn't help but press his head completely against it, using his lips,
teeth, tongue, and nose, making a constant, rumbling sound. The son-in-law's hot breath had already made
Yang Xiaoli dizzy and confused, and the sudden frenzy made her even more uncontrollable. She desperately squeezed out a sound from her throat, trying to
stop his frenzy, but found that it was not as loud as the sound he made. In the end, the sound seemed more like an expression of her own
desire, more like a direct response to her son-in-law's sudden passion. Upon realizing this, she immediately felt
incredibly ashamed. She clenched her teeth again to suppress her voice.

"Mom, you...keep calling out, it sounds so sweet." Li Jianzhong busied himself, not
forgetting to utter something that made Yang Xiaoli even more embarrassed.

What was wrong with this child? Was he also a madman? Yang Xiaoli clenched her teeth even tighter.

Li Jianzhong was also surprised by his own madness. He realized he could be so vulgar, and vulgarity could be so
pleasurable. When desire controlled a person, it could bring such great pleasure. He thought he could understand Liu Ying. People
lost to desire; it wasn't hard to understand at all, because desire was so powerful. He hadn't admitted defeat before because he
hadn't discovered the benefits of admitting defeat. It seemed Mom hadn't completely admitted defeat yet.

Even now, she still wouldn't admit defeat? Fine, she didn't lose to another man, she lost to me instead. Li Jianzhong found the image
of this mature woman moving beneath him, uttering those passionate cries,
incredibly Just imagining it was enough to make him forget everything else.

"Let's enjoy this,"

Li Jianzhong said, removing his hands from her plump thighs and pinching her already erect nipples with his index finger and
thumb, gently rubbing them. He also licked her vagina, suddenly tightening his grip and quickly
biting her exposed clitoris. A slight sob escaped the woman's nose. Then, as Li Jianzhong
continued his gentle yet passionate licking and rubbing, the woman's breathing became heavier. Suddenly, another
three-pronged assault... This continued for five minutes, until Yang Xiaoli felt a throbbing
deep .

This throbbing came so suddenly that, with her seasoned body, Yang Xiaoli
knew clearly that her body had been fully aroused.

Yang Xiaoli first lost control of the surging heat within her body, followed by her
vocal cords .

"Ah—"

Although there was something in her mouth, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh. Her body had already
begun to enjoy itself, following her son-in-law's suggestion.

"Mom, you're getting wetter and wetter.

" "Ugh—" Hearing her son-in-law's teasing words, Yang Xiaoli's face, already flushed red, couldn't
change color. Shame and resentment surged into her heart, and her whole body burned. There was no greater torment of lust than this. She didn't even
notice that Li Jianzhong withdrew his hand from her chest and quickly took off all his clothes.

Li Jianzhong wasn't a quick-tempered person; taking off his clothes was just to give this alluring mother-in-law more
stimulation . He stood on the sofa, reached out and pulled the piece of cloth out of Yang Xiaoli's mouth, finding it was underwear, still with...
Lace, unable to control herself any longer, seized the opportunity to shove the hard, hot penis into her mother-in-law's mouth.

Yang Xiaoli had just been wondering why he had stopped, and in the blink of an eye, her mouth was once
again occupied by her son-in-law's penis. Yang Xiaoli wasn't unfamiliar with oral sex; Tan Feng
had ejaculated in her mouth countless times. But now it was her son-in-law's thing; how could she possibly serve this thing...

? Li Jianzhong was completely...

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