The flow of that pool of fertile water 2

(VIII) My Wife's Heart Fluttering with Springtime? That water snake almost scared me to death. Snakes are my biggest fear; their slippery, slithering bodies
instill an inexplicable sense of dread. As Yongjun carried me away,
I saw Haoyang splashing water to chase the snake away. My fear gradually subsided, and I realized my lapse in composure—I
was actually holding Yongjun like that! I was instantly filled with shame. I wanted him to put me down. But I noticed his gaze was strange; it burned with desire, and he was holding me very tightly. Our
chests were pressed together, my breasts buried completely in his broad chest. His firm abdomen heaved with each breath, rising and
falling against my soft belly. My thighs were wrapped around his waist, and his large, erect penis stood straight up
, right between my legs. I felt dizzy and couldn't bring myself to let him put me down. In my
countless erotic dreams, wasn't this the same strong, muscular man who had been so dominating my limp body
? I smelled the rich masculine scent emanating from his short hair and shoulders. His powerful muscles made my body
go limp . I felt like I was dreaming again, my heart pounding. I slightly tightened my buttocks, feeling
the enormous penis that had once conquered me pulsating in my sensitive spot. My whole body was enveloped by his powerful, masculine muscles.
That soft, comfortable feeling made me want to relax and enjoy it. I felt my burning lower body contracting, wanting to
taste that long-lost sweet pleasure again…? My face flushed crimson as I whispered, "Yongjun... let me go..." I could see he was struggling to control his burning desire; veins bulged on his face, and he was flushed red. "Lijuan
... I'm sorry... I..." His erect penis rubbed excitedly against my inner thighs, and
his hand squeezed my buttocks hard. I gasped in pain, a tingling sensation spreading through my lower abdomen. My desire to be conquered secreted fluid from between my labia
. I suppressed the sweet moan that was about to escape my lips, releasing my grip on his waist. He couldn't hold me
any longer , and I slid into the water, pressed against his body. I held my breath, my breasts
rubbing tightly against his chest, his strong muscles brushing against my nipples. I felt a jolt of electricity run through me—what
a powerful body! Seeing that I was about to sink, Yongjun picked me up again. The back-and-forth friction of our bodies made me
completely weak. I just wanted to let him hold me and let him ravage me... Yongjun said urgently, "I'm sorry... I
'll let you go... You have to stand properly..." As he spoke, he really suppressed his desire and let me go. I stood in the water, holding
the swimming ring that my son had given me. My body felt an unbearable emptiness. My lower body was still in the afterglow of the beautiful sensation. How I longed to feel that magnificent erection
again . Weimin called from the shore, "Are you alright, Lijuan? There's another snake!" I replied, "It's nothing, just a water snake, it's already been chased away..." My son swam over and helped me put on my swimming ring. I held my arms up, and my son was so close to me, his body almost touching
my breasts, giving my extremely empty body a tingling sensation. After I finished putting on the ring, I kicked
my legs, trapping my son's legs between them. His legs clearly felt the stimulation on the inside of my thighs. He blushed and
quickly pulled away and swam back. The friction between my full thighs and my son's young legs gave me a strange
urge to hold him in my arms... After we got ashore, Yongjun whispered to me, "Lijuan, really, I didn't mean to do that, I'm sorry..." I didn't look at him, just pretended nothing was wrong and said, "Don't say anything, it's okay." Then I went to my husband
and said, "There are snakes in here, let's not swim here anymore, let's go back." Weimin called his sons back, saying it was time to go home. Xiaojun and Haoyang looked helpless, saying it was nothing to be alarmed about a
small snake , and why go home so early. Yongjun also came over and said to the two children, "
There are so many fun things to do at the resort. The games aren't just simulations of airplanes and tanks, they're just like the real thing." The two children immediately got excited
. My husband said to Yongjun, "How about this, the kids go back and play for a while, and we'll get some massages, we're
tired after a long day." So we drove back to the resort, where there was a women's spa and a men's wellness
center. We gave the sons two hundred yuan, and they went straight into the arcade and didn't come out. We split up.
Cuiping and I went in and found the interior to be magnificent. The soft music was very relaxing, and
rose petals floated in the huge bathtub, with a faint fragrance wafting in the air. I was soaking in the fragrant water when Cuiping came over naked. Her fair and tender body exuded the scent of
a mature woman , and her two perky breasts, which I envied, trembled. I said with jealousy, "Didn't your son
drink your milk when he was little? How come he's still so perky now?" Cuiping laughed and said, "He drank plenty... and he still wants
some ..." I laughed and splashed water on her, "Then let him drink it..." She smiled brightly and scolded
me coquettishly, "Get lost... why don't you let your son drink it? Are you going to do what I said yesterday
?" "Oh..." I remembered the conversation I had with her about my son yesterday. She suggested that I register a new QQ account, add
my son as a friend, and communicate with him as an online friend. That way, my son might express many of his inner
thoughts , and I could avoid the awkwardness between mother and son, and then address the root of the problem to guide him and prevent him
from becoming addicted. I told her I'd bring my work laptop back to work tomorrow; I'd be using it frequently. Cuiping
laughed and said, "Hey, don't let Haoyang seduce you..." "Am I that easily seduced? Unlike you, who practically begs for a man to rape you!" "Stop talking about me. I don't think you're any better. The way those two sons look at you, haha, like little
wolves . I'm jealous." "Ah, they're not looking at you, are they? You woman, hurry up and find a man to satisfy your cravings, you're going to become a pervert." Cuiping smiled charmingly and said, "Actually, I don't think it's a bad thing for my son to like you..." Her
words made my heart pound. I felt she meant more than that: "You mean... you and Xiaojun have already
..." She quickly protested, "What! Don't overthink it. I just think it's better for a son to be guided by a mature and experienced mother
. I read an article online that said a mother is a son's best teacher. As long as the method is correct, it won't
have a negative impact, just don't do anything reckless..." I felt my face burning, but I still wanted to hear what she had to say, yet she remained silent. She looked at me and said, "
What's wrong? Feeling a little itchy?" I splashed her with water but didn't respond, mentally planning how to communicate with my son. We ordered a Balinese aromatherapy massage. After soaking, Cuiping and I lay naked on the massage bed. She
stuck out her tongue at me and said, "Your Weimin must have spent a lot this time." I lazily replied, "It's okay, let him spend it
. If we don't enjoy it, who will get to enjoy it..." Two beautiful girls walked in, greeted us, and covered me with a large, soft bath towel.
Her pert buttocks were visible, and her slender hands, coated with essential oil, gently massaged and kneaded my back. Those hands were so
soft and comfortable; my whole body relaxed, and I felt a wonderful sense of comfort. I asked the girl, "Miss, are
all the massage therapists here women?" The girl replied, "We have professional male therapists, but they're a bit more expensive." Meng Cuiping turned to look at me. "You want a man?" I said, "No, I want to see if Weimin is being serviced by a man or a woman over
there ." Cuiping laughed, "Oh dear, afraid your Weimin might cheat on you over there
? Yes, with so many pretty girls, it's hard to be sure..." I snorted, "He might want to, but he doesn't have the ability. Miss, did that fat man at the spa
call a female or male therapist?" The girl said shyly in a low voice, "Madam, we get our services here,
we don't go over there, I didn't know..." Meng Cuiping said, "Sigh, you woman, Weimin is always out socializing, and he gets invited by many people.
Massages and baths are common for him. If he weren't so oblivious, would you be watching him every time?" I felt very comfortable being massaged by the
young girl 's hands, and I even felt drowsy. I muttered softly, "Luckily, he doesn't have
that ability, hmph..." Cuiping laughed and said, "You're relieved that he doesn't have that ability, but you do, you must be feeling pent
up..." I said coquettishly, "Get lost..." and ignored her, focusing on enjoying myself. The girl giving me
the massage couldn't help but laugh: "Madam, you guys are so funny. It's
perfectly normal for men to call female masseuses for massages. It doesn't mean anything bad will happen." Cuiping said, "I don't believe those men
wouldn't feel something when you touch them with those soft little hands. I felt something too, and given their money, how could they resist doing something inappropriate?" The girl smiled gently: "Well, sometimes it's like that, but there are places where you can't do anything inappropriate.
The bathhouse I used to work at in the city was like that. At most, it was just oil massage and powder massage..." I asked, "
How massage it?" The girl blushed and didn't answer me. I didn't press her. I closed my eyes and felt those
warm, soft palms roaming over my skin. I felt incredibly comfortable. I realized that a woman's hands could make a woman feel so
good... She pressed down on my back, her hands moving down to my waist, pressing down hard, and then suddenly releasing. I
felt a sense of relief and let out a soft hum. When her hand touched my buttocks, she
kneaded my large, round buttocks, occasionally squeezing my inner thighs against my genitals. I gradually felt a sweet and comfortable sensation.
I lay there limply, half-asleep, letting the pleasant heat flow between my legs through my body, as if I were back in water—
warm water. I seemed to smell that scent again, the masculine aura of a man, a huge
penis swaying with conquering desire. Oh, so big, so thick. My body craved it, mmm…
my breasts against that broad chest, ah, almost melting…? “Madam… please turn around…” The gentle voice brought me back to my senses. I shyly turned over and
lay on my back. Those small hands kneaded my breasts under my armpits, slowly gathering together. My breasts were teased by her palms, and
my nipples hardened. I tried to hold my breath to avoid being noticed. The girl's hands didn't stop;
they began to rub and knead my abdomen and thighs. My thighs are very sensitive, they're my erogenous zones.
When her small hands pinched them, I felt a warm flow overflow from my lower body. I closed my eyes in shame. The girl obviously noticed
, and her hands gently pressed on my lower abdomen. She leaned closer, her small red lips exhaling a fresh breath as
she whispered in my ear, "Madam, would you like the service of a male masseur? We have private rooms." I panicked, "No... I don't need..." Her small hands moved lower and lower on my lower abdomen, almost touching
my pubic hair. Her soft voice said, "You can try it, it's very comfortable..." I squeezed my legs together,
trying to speak calmly, "Thank you, miss, I really don't need it." The girl didn't insist anymore. After it was over
, I realized that my legs were already dripping with lustful fluid. I couldn't bear the thought of the girl seeing this shameful scene
. Afterwards, I got dressed and came out first, just in time to run into Yongjun. He said, "Pretty quick, was it
comfortable ?" I nodded and saw that he was already wearing a security guard uniform. His muscular physique was perfect, and his angular
face exuded masculinity. I felt a pang of panic, as if his sharp gaze could see through my body's desire.
I quickly left and went back to my room. I calmed myself down, went into the bathroom, pulled down my underwear, and sat on the toilet.
The exposure of my genitals made my breathing quicken. It felt like being in a mall restroom; I felt like a pair of eyes were
watching my aroused genitals. I closed my eyes, and the girl's soft breath seemed to come again, her gentle voice saying, "You
can try it...it's very comfortable...very comfortable..." A pair of small hands gently
stroked above my pubic hair. Mmm... I gasped, reaching down to the area the girl had touched, gently rubbing it.
Further down, she touched her own abundant pubic hair, and that soft voice kept ringing in her ears: "Do you need a male
masseur...? It's very comfortable... a male masseur... it's very comfortable..." I resisted with my eyes closed,
silently repeating in my mind, "No... I don't need... I don't need..." But then Yongjun's angular
face appeared before my eyes, and I could almost feel his warm breath. A huge, erect penis swayed in front of me, and I
couldn't help but reach down with my fingers, touching my two plump, wet labia. My whole body trembled.
Ah! My own self-pleasure was so pleasurable. As I rubbed myself, I heard a wet, sticky sound coming from my lower body. How
lewd…? “That feels so good… male masseur… it feels so good… do you need it?”? “No… I’m not that kind of woman…”?? I tried my best to resist the wonderful sensations I couldn’t suppress, using all my strength to banish
the image of Yongjun from my mind. My heart was in turmoil, my lower body was surging with desire, and my other hand reached into my shirt, pinching
my breast through my bra, squeezing it until it hurt, rubbing it hard… My last line of defense was struggling: “No…
I can’t… ah…”?? The long-accumulated lust finally made me succumb again. My legs tightly clamped my hands, my buttocks trembled, and
the humiliation made the image of that man infinitely magnified in my mind. My self-esteem was abandoned, and I trembled as I
murmured : “I need it… ah…” In the shameful groans, shameful liquid flowed from my lower body in streams
…
(Nine) The husband with ulterior motives? Gu Hong arrived at the hospital and worked very diligently. Because of my connections, HR set her salary at the highest level
and arranged a single dormitory room for her. Yongjun's family lives in the suburbs, and his child attends boarding school. Yongjun usually lives at
a resort, leaving her alone at home. The hospital's single dormitory rooms are very good, mainly for those whose families live in other places or counties.
The doctor had prepared a room for Gu Hong, and I arranged one for her. I often chatted with her when I had free time and found her to be a very
simple woman, but she was quite dissatisfied with her current life, and her words revealed her dissatisfaction with Yongjun.
She said she envied Lijuan for marrying a good man and having no worries about food or clothing. Her own daughter was about to enter high school, but she was
a few points short of the key high school cutoff, and she had asked Yongjun to pull some strings, but he hadn't been able to get anything done. Hearing this, I said, "Oh... why didn't he tell me about this? I recently asked
someone at the Education Bureau to help a colleague's daughter with her schooling, and I can mention it to them while I'm at it; maybe it will work out."
She looked at me like I was her savior and insisted on treating me to dinner. I said I would treat her and took her to a high-end
restaurant she had never been to before. We talked a lot. She was completely in awe of me, and her gaze towards me
became increasingly ardent. When she got out of the car, she didn't know how to open the door, so I reached my hand behind her waist to
open it. Her body was so full and soft; her plump flesh made my heart itch. I took the opportunity to
casually touch her waist. She looked at me with watery eyes, her breath spreading across my face, and softly said,
"Thank you, Brother Min… I'm leaving…" At that moment, I had a desire to kiss her. From then on, I often made
casual physical contact with her, savoring her rich feminine scent and soft body. Gu Hong was somewhat
shy but never refused. One day, I worked late preparing for a meeting. When I came out, the hospital, except for the emergency room, had already closed. I
happened to run into Gu Hong. She was carrying a washbasin, her hair wet and tied up on her head. She had just
finished showering . Seeing her large breasts swaying under her white work clothes, without a bra, my heart stirred.
So I went up to her and started a conversation. She spoke to me very warmly. As I approached her, I smelled her strong feminine
scent, and I felt a surge of excitement, like when I was a child peeking into the women's bathhouse at a public bathhouse. I said, "Let's go see your
dorm I haven't visited you since you came all this time." She happily walked beside me, and I secretly glanced at her washbasin; inside were her red
underwear and white bra. When we arrived at the dorm, I found it impeccably clean and tidy. The room was small,
and her washed clothes hung right in the middle; I could touch her underwear with a simple glance. This temporary
rest had been transformed into a cozy little home. Heh, a little home without a man. I sat on her bed, watching her bustle about, pouring water and making tea for me
. Her breasts swayed as she finished. Afterward, her face flushed, and she said to me, "Brother Min... I... I want to
change out of my work clothes..." I smiled awkwardly, "Oh, sorry, go ahead and change..." I stood at the door, not going out,
just with my back to the room. Seeing that I didn't intend to leave and that my back was to her, she didn't say anything, and
quietly began to change. Unexpectedly, I saw a small mirror hanging on the back of the door, and I
saw her through it! She was naked, her back to me, her large, plump, white buttocks trembling with sexiness, her voluptuous body
very white. I felt myself starting to get aroused, my penis beginning to rise. She changed into a new nightgown, paired with loose
-fitting floral cotton shorts. She sat down next to me, and we chatted. My eyes fell on the underwear in the basin;
the bottom of her red panties was sticking out, revealing a damp patch and some white stuff. She noticed my gaze, blushed shyly, and quickly picked up the basin, saying coquettishly, "Oh dear, it's
a woman 's dirty stuff, don't look," and took the basin away. I laughed and said, "Hey, I'm
speaking from a professional perspective. You should pay attention, have you been having a lot of vaginal discharge lately?" Gu Hong blushed and
didn't speak. This simple, virtuous woman had a unique charm when she was shy. She sat gently beside me, and I
became even more excited: "I'm a professional doctor, you know. Excessive vaginal discharge might be due to hormonal imbalance, which can cause inflammation.
Come on, let me examine you..." As I spoke, I reached behind her and gently wrapped my arm around her waist. Ah, my hand was warm, soft, and smooth, as if boneless. This
woman's body was so soft. She trembled slightly and said shyly, "Brother Min... don't do this... you
're not a gynecologist..." "I'm not now, but I studied it before, Gu Hong. Come on, let me examine you..."
My fingers teased her plump waist, and I whispered and blew air into her ear. I slowly helped her
lie down, and she didn't resist me. Lying flat on her back, I pulled down her pajama bottoms. Her two white
thighs made my heart race. I grabbed the edge of her panties with both hands and slowly peeled them off... "Mmm..." Gu Hong let out a soft moan, revealing the dark bristles between her legs. Her
plump, swollen cunt, which had been fucked countless times by Yongjun's big cock, was full and swollen. Her two large, thick labia were dark brown
and bulging, spreading wide open, exuding a rich scent, unlike my wife's delicate closed vulva. I pretended to check
her, gently pressing my hand against her soft, plump belly. I touched her full labia, and she immediately let out
a soft moan, her plump vulva contracting. I saw it was wet and glistening inside. I asked her, "
How long has it been since you and Yongjun had sex?" She blushed and whispered, panting, "It's been two months. He went to the resort and rarely comes back...
" "That's not good. You need to maintain a proper and regular sex life... You can't go two months without doing it. Do you want to?"
My breathing became more and more rapid, luring this simple, virtuous woman step by step. Gu Hong's legs went limp, and she
gasped for breath as she grabbed my hand that kept touching her labia, moaning uncontrollably, "Brother Min... don't touch my
pussy like that..." I lay on top of him, his soft flesh making me feel like I was on a golden throne, my arms filled
with the tantalizing aroma between his legs, and the hot fluid gushing from his mouth... She used the word "pussy" to refer to her genitals,
which was normal for her, a country girl, but to me it felt so vulgar and arousing. I was almost kissing her soft
lips , teasing her gently, "Your pussy is so plump... it's been two months since we've done it, tell me if you want it..." Gu Hong, her face flushed, gasped and moaned softly, "Yes..." I couldn't control myself any longer,
and my penis hardened and I ejaculated! The exhilarating pleasure of ejaculation made me impatiently seize the last
opportunity, pressing my lips to Gu Hong's, my tongue swirling between her beautiful lips. This plump, ripe vulva had
become an unattainable feast. I pulled away from her lips, a glistening trail of fluid still clinging to ours.
Good heavens , I still have premature ejaculation! I said helplessly, "The examination is over, let me help you get dressed." Gu Hong's face was flushed with a charming shyness. After getting dressed, she said softly, "Brother Min, you're such a
gentleman..." I smiled helplessly, feeling the strong, lingering scent of her genitals still permeating the room. I ejaculated.
I was so annoyed that I said goodbye and prepared to leave. She stood up and saw me to the door. Reluctantly, I turned back and
hugged . She slumped softly, her voluptuous body a softness and tenderness I had never experienced before. She
looked up at me shyly and said, "Brother Min... Yongjun has never kissed me on the lips..." I kissed her
lips again. She closed her eyes shyly, her soft, slippery tongue weakly accepting my kiss, and she let out a soft, seductive
moan. Our lips were pressed together, and I felt the heat of her breath. "Was kissing good
?" I asked. She softly moaned, "It was good..." "I'll kiss you again next time. I have to go now." "Mmm..." Gu Hong nodded, shyly watching me
leave . It was another weekend, and I was about to leave work when Yongjun and Gu Hong arrived together. I was startled and asked what was wrong.
Gu Hong's eyes were red and swollen, as if she had just been crying. My heart skipped a beat. Did Yongjun know something? My mind
raced. Yongjun said a little embarrassedly, "Brother Min, it's like this, Gu Hong's father
is hospitalized in our hometown. They called and asked us to go back. Gu Hong and I discussed finding a car to go home, so we
can save face in front of our relatives..." Hearing this, I felt relieved and smiled slightly at Yongjun, saying, "Yongjun,
it's not hard to ask if something's wrong at home. I need to use my car sometimes, so I'll find you a government car." I immediately
called the hospital and ordered a Santana, instructing them to leave first thing tomorrow morning. Then I took out three thousand yuan from my bag
and handed it to Yongjun: "Yongjun, something came up at home, I can't go help, this is just a small
token ..." Yongjun, his face flushed and neck red, hurriedly tried to refuse with both hands: "No, no, no... Brother Min... you can't do this..."
I saw Gu Hong giving me a look full of lust, so I quickly stuffed the money into Yongjun's pocket and said, "Don't refuse
, Yongjun, go and get busy." Yongjun pulled out the money with both hands, unsure what to do. Gu Hong spoke up: "Brother Min, just accept his kindness,
what can you do with the little money you have?" She then gave me a seductive glance. This woman seems to be just like me
. After seeing them off, I looked at Gu Hong's swaying, plump buttocks, lit a cigarette, and thought: Woman, when I get back,
I'll take you down... Gu Hong returned to work on Monday. Her father's condition wasn't too serious, so things were relatively easier. She came to my office to thank me, and
as she was leaving, I asked, "Gu Hong, are you busy tonight?" She looked at me and said, "What could I be busy with? What's wrong, Brother Min
?" I smiled and said, "Oh, nothing. I should do your second checkup..." Gu Hong immediately blushed, shyly hummed in agreement, and turned to leave. I
was , and after dinner, I made up an excuse for Lijuan and drove out. I drove all the way to the dormitory
building. Gu Hong was on the first floor; the light was on. I knocked on the door, heard footsteps inside, and my heart
jumped . Gu Hong had just finished showering, wearing a sleeveless t-shirt and loose shorts, revealing
her long , white thighs. We embraced as soon as we met. I held this soft, supple woman in my arms; her
warm breasts rose and fell against my chest. My hands caressed her plump waist, and I whispered, "Let's kiss first!"
I pressed my lips to hers; her breath smelled fresh with toothpaste, and she wore a faint perfume. It seemed she was
ready. I licked her lips, my tongue sucking… She was completely captivated by my kisses, letting out soft moans. I held her and
laid the bed. Her face was flushed as I pulled down her panties. Her plump, full vulva,
emerging from the thick, dark pubic hair, looked like a greedy mouth, drooling. I took out ultra-thin gynecological gloves from my bag and
put them on. She twisted her plump buttocks and asked coquettishly, "What are you doing…?" I said, "This is a professional
examination , don't move." My fingers gently… I easily slid my fingers between her plump labia majora. Her loose, fleshy vulva
contracted beautifully. It was so deep! I started inserting my fingers little by little. Soon, her labia became wet and sticky,
with a constant squelching sound. Gu Hong twisted her waist, opened her mouth wide, and let out hot, soft moans.
As I moved my fingers in and out, I leaned down to her face. She stuck out her soft, hot tongue and passionately kissed me. Our
lips were sticky and slippery. I excitedly asked, "Did you do it with Yongjun?" She passionately held my shoulder with one hand and held my hand that was moving in and out of her vulva with the other. She
moaned softly, "I... I didn't let him... I left you clean..." "Oh... that's not good... I like to
fuck the vulva he just fucked..." "Ah..." Gu Hong groaned, stimulated by my perverted thoughts. I
couldn't hold back any longer, afraid of ejaculating in my pants again like last time. I quickly pulled down my pants, crawled
between her open, white legs, and, holding my hard cock, thrust it towards her throbbing, ripe cunt. It instantly
engulfed me in its soft, plump flesh, her white belly trembling beneath me… The loose, slippery cunt meant my cock didn't feel squeezed. But I felt incredibly aroused, because I
had rediscovered my masculine dignity! I rode her on her soft, fleshy body, and Gu Hong, holding me, moaned softly, "Mmm
… Brother Min, is my body soft…?" "Soft, so soft…" "Does it feel good to be fucked?" "It feels good
…" "My cock isn't as big as Yongjun's, is it…" Gu Hong gave a soft, panting "Mmm," indicating her agreement. I excitedly asked, "Then let me fuck you again?" Gu
Hong hugged me and hummed passionately, "Brother Min... I like you... as long as you feel good..." "Oh...
what if you don't feel good..." Gu Hong said shyly, "Oh... if you put it in... my pussy will feel good too..." "Yongjun fucked you
really well, didn't he?" "Hmm... he's like a big, strong bull..." I thrust my hips forward desperately, wanting her to feel my
strength, but this only pushed me to my peak. I groaned and ejaculated. She felt me ejaculate, her full thighs
clamping around me, her big buttocks swaying as she moaned a series of soft moans: "Oh... ah... oh..." I rolled over wearily. I knew I couldn't satisfy her at all. She was a
woman . She was only willing to use her body to please me because of her admiration for me. If she were my wife, she would
definitely divorce me. A sense of frustration welled up within me. I put my gloves back on, inserted my fingers into her warm, wet cunt
, and began to stroke and tease her with both fingers, quickly rubbing her most sensitive clitoris. She immediately let out a blissful
moan, her body writhing like a worm, her plump cunt contracting and relaxing, even her anus opening and closing.
Soon, a sticky liquid flowed from between my fingers. She trembled with her eyes closed, gasping and screaming
, "Ouch...it's flowing...ah...Yongjun...Yongjun..." My heart trembled. She habitually called out that name during her
most intense orgasms. I wasn't jealous. On the contrary, I was excited. In any case, while I was satisfied...
This woman also had an orgasm. So what if she called Yongjun? He was her husband. Back home, it was already 11 pm. My legs were weak as I lay on the bed. My wife was still awake. She
turned to face me, her plump, smooth thigh draped softly over me, and whispered in my ear, "
Weimin..." This was the signal she wanted. Even though I couldn't satisfy her, she still gave me
hints . I patted her shoulder: "Lijuan... you're too tired today..." (X) The Son Chatting Online with His Mother My mother became addicted to the internet. After bringing her laptop home, she spent almost every night on the sofa with it,
going to bed very late. My father asked her what she was doing, and she said she was chatting with Aunt Meng. I scoffed and said, "You two meet
every day and still chat online? You're even chatting about people from other places online." My mother smiled but didn't answer. I seriously doubted my mother
's motives for going online. An online romance? Impossible! I absolutely wouldn't allow my mother to have an affair, so I made a
plan . I registered a new QQ account with the name "Understanding You," and added my mom—the title of a song she really likes. She
accepted my request quickly. I decided to test her. We exchanged greetings and chatted briefly. I noticed she
typed very fast. She asked how old I was, and I said 47. I tried
to speak to her in a mature tone, which was tiring, but exciting because I felt she was willing to talk to me.
The time to uncover her secrets was almost here. It was a sweltering night, and Dad hadn't come home for dinner. Mom and I each sat in our own room, chatting on our laptops.
After a while, she said she was going to take a shower, so I sent her a drooling emoji. Mom replied with a
shy emoji. I was so excited! Haha, Mom is such a charming woman! I heard her close
the bathroom door, so I ran out and saw her laptop on the coffee table. There were two QQ accounts flashing!
Ah! She has two QQ accounts, just like me! I have a secret, and Mom has one too! I excitedly clicked
the mouse and looked at the first one—Moonlight, which Mom often uses. I looked at the second one, my heart pounding.
It was the name of a mature woman who had added me just today: Dark Fragrance! My mom added me under a pseudonym—what was she trying to do? Luckily, I hadn't had a chance to say anything inappropriate to Dark Fragrance yet. It was
terrifying. My mom was also trying to uncover my secrets. Why? A barely perceptible smile appeared on my face.
My mom always treated me like a child; it was just maternal instinct. I was eighteen years old. I had plenty of experience smoking, drinking, and chasing girls at school.
I was well-read and spent all my time online. Don't underestimate my intelligence. I would carry out this counter-espionage plan to the end,
turning my dear mom into a naked beauty! I quickly went back to my room, my mind racing. A little while later, my mom finished her shower, and
the avatar I'd been waiting for on QQ started flashing again. Summer: Sorry, I just finished showering. Me: Don't be embarrassed, I didn't see it. Summer: Saw what? Me: Showering. Mom sent a hammer-smashing-head emoji. Me: Are you home alone? Where are your son and husband? Shengxia: My son and I are home. He's online too, like every day. I don't know what he does. Me: You should learn more about this. There are so many harmful pornographic websites now, which have a very bad influence on children. Shengxia: Yes, it's very worrying. I think he's already seen quite a bit. Me: That's for sure. The key is whether he has self-control. If he does, it's fine; it might even help him develop
a comprehensive understanding of sexuality. If he doesn't control himself, it might leave an abnormal psychological
shadow and affect his future sexual orientation… Shengxia: You know so much, are you also in education? Me: No, I'm a psychologist. This is my profession. Shengxia: I have a question about my son that I'd like to ask, is that alright? Me: Of course, I'll answer anything you know. After a pause, Mom finally mustered the courage to send a message: My son has a mother complex, what should I do? My heart almost jumped out of my chest. Oh my god, I immediately understood why Mom had secretly added
me on a new QQ account—she had really discovered my secret! My face flushed; I was so ashamed, I wanted to hide it forever!
I had originally intended to bury my desires for Mom silently in my heart until death, but I never expected Mom to find out! My hands were trembling as I typed: This is very normal, how did you know? Summer: Anyway, I know. What do you mean by "this is normal"? If things continue like this, I'm worried
he 'll develop a liking for mature women and won't feel anything for girls his own age. What should I do? Me: Your worries are valid. A severe Oedipus complex can lead to this. Every man has had
an Oedipus complex at some point. Generally, it fades with age, increased interaction with women, and a more balanced understanding of sex. Some men
have this complex their entire lives. If it doesn't affect work or studies, what's wrong with it
? Liking mature women isn't bad, and it's normal to be attracted to girls your own age. That only happens when it becomes pathological. Shengxia: I'm worried it's that serious. Me: Your son needs guidance to satisfy his curiosity about women's bodies.
He needs a comprehensive understanding from both physiological and psychological perspectives to mature. Gradually reduce his unrealistic sexual
fantasies . However, some experts point out that a mother is actually her son's best sexual mentor. If conditions allow, a mother
can indeed have a relationship with her son, provided she has the sexual desire. Shengxia: Ah! Incest? Me: Don't look at this with traditional views. Although it's controversial, from a psychological
perspective , it's perfect. I'll send you this article right away for your reference. The author is Li Yinhe,
China's first female sociologist specializing in sexuality, and the wife of the famous writer Wang Xiaobo. Born in Beijing in 1952, she holds
a PhD in Sociology from the University of Pittsburgh. In 1999, she was named
one of . "On the Possibility and Necessity of Mother-Son Sexual Relationships" is one of her most influential papers. I sent her the website address. My mother didn't speak for a while; she must have already opened the webpage. My excitement
grew. I believed that if Li Yinhe's article could convince her, my beautiful, gentle, and sexy mother would
… I love Li Yinhe! Long live Li Yinhe! After a while, my mother spoke up: It's unbelievable that someone would advocate for mother-son incest! Me: Do you think what she said makes sense? Summer: A shy emoji. I don't know. Me: Have you ever had sexual fantasies about your son? Shengxia: The image of hitting someone on the head with a hammer? I haven't! Me: Don't forget I'm a psychologist. Even if you haven't before, when you read this article,
you must be imagining what it would be like if it were you and your son. This kind of empathy is unavoidable for everyone… Shengxia: You…you're so mean…I couldn't do something like that. Me: This doesn't mean you have to have sex with your son right away. You need to take it step by step. For example, you should first…
The son is being given more intimate contact, letting him touch your body more often, hugging more frequently, etc. Summer: From what you're saying, it sounds like I'm planning something with my son, but I have no such plans. Me: It'll be too late to ask me when you're already planning something. Mom kept sending me hammer-on-the-head emojis; you could tell she was very nervous and shy. I was
incredibly excited, my penis was hard, and I boldly sent Mom a message: "Does your husband usually satisfy you?"
Mom replied with a shy emoji, no words. I was thrilled; that shy emoji said
it all ! Mom was too embarrassed to answer that question directly. I added: "Maybe a younger man can satisfy you!" As soon as I sent it, I regretted it. I was too impulsive; that would offend Mom. Sure enough, Mom
said: "I'm logging off now, let's talk later." Then she logged off. I felt incredibly disappointed. I was about
to shut down my computer, feeling dejected, when suddenly a thought struck me. I quickly opened my usual QQ account and found "Anxiang," my mother's pseudonym. Just as
I was about to type, she sent me a message first! Anxiang: Why aren't you asleep yet? Me: I can't sleep, I'm in so much pain. Anxiang: Why? Can you tell me? Me: That's my secret, I can't tell you. Anxiang: We're online friends, neither of us knows who the other is. I'm much older than you, you might as well confide in me
. I'll keep it a secret. Me: I love my mother. Anxiang: How much? Me: I want to have sex with her all the time, I masturbate thinking about her every day. Anxiang: Having a mother complex is normal, but masturbating every day isn't good. Don't do that anymore, you need to control
yourself . Do you think your mother is very beautiful? Me: Of course, she makes me lose control, she's very sexy, and I know my father can't satisfy
her. Anxiang: Ah! How did you know? Me: I've seen the vaginal discharge stains on Mom's panties many times... Anxiang: Even so, you can't replace Father. Me: I know, sigh, that's why it's so painful. Anxiang, let me show you a picture. I sent her a picture of Mom's panties stained with vaginal discharge. I said, "Look, this is my mom's
panties. I took a picture with my phone. Don't you think my mom is a very promiscuous woman?" Anxiang: Don't send it. She shouldn't be. Your mom is a normal woman with normal physiological needs.
Can you understand? Me: Do normal physiological needs require masturbation? Why doesn't she do it with Dad? Anxiang: Don't you know that your dad can't satisfy her desires? She can only do this. You
masturbate too, every day. Me: If I had sex with Mom, then neither of us would masturbate. Anxiang: Your mother wouldn't do that. You're her son; that's incest. I found a picture of my erect penis and sent it to my mother. It was a close-up,
making me look very imposing. Anxiang: Ah, you… don't send these things anymore. Me: I won't. I want to ask you, if I had sex with my mother, would my penis make her
happy? Anxiang: I already told you your mother wouldn't do that. Me: I'm just hypothetically speaking. I've never had sex with a woman before. I want to know if I did with my mother,
would my penis make her very satisfied and comfortable? You're much bigger than me, please tell me? Anxiang: It should be possible. Don't overthink it. It's so late; you should go to sleep. 88. My mother is offline
. My penis is as hard as an iron rod. Talking to my mother from different perspectives, I feel very excited
. I keep fantasizing about my mother. I turned off the computer, walked out of the study, and saw my mother curled up on the sofa,
her nightgown covering her plump, fleshy body, her face flushed, and a large section of her smooth, white thighs exposed
. I felt an irresistible urge. But I could only helplessly say, "Mom, Dad isn't back yet, I'm going to sleep." My mother glanced at me and said in a tender voice, "Go to sleep, sweetie... I'll look at something..." I lay on the bed, took off my underwear, and felt excited by my erect penis in the air. Ah, good
Mom , are you looking at my penis? My mother's figure seemed to float to my side like a ghost, and she whispered gently in my ear:
"Yangyang... Mom's pussy is so itchy..." With an incomparably beautiful dream, my mother and I broke the taboo shackles in my dream, mother and son made love, heaven and earth
were in harmony . (XI) Discovering the Secret At dusk, after finishing my work at school, I leaned back in my chair, tired, and closed my eyes to rest. I was thinking. I must admit, the theory in Li Yinhe's article is impeccable, but I could never
allow myself to have that kind of relationship with my son. For me, that step is harder than climbing to heaven. I wanted to
communicate with my son online to help him gradually overcome his Oedipus complex, but just as Cuiping said, I
've slowly become deeply involved. I sent the article to Cuiping, planning to discuss it with her sometime. This is a
very harmful theory. I'm thinking, Li Yinhe, are you planning to have sex with your son? My God, this society has
become so alien; I can hardly adapt. Thinking back to my conversations with my son, a chill runs down my spine. Haoyang's Oedipus complex has become so severe. To
be honest, I was shocked to see the selfie my son sent me. Reading the article, I realized
I had actually projected myself into it, just as the netizen had said. It said that a mother's first time having sex with her son should
be from behind to avoid embarrassing him seeing her expression. The mother should guide him, and when she feels pleasure,
she shouldn't shout loudly, but rather make subtle sounds, maintaining her maternal demeanor. When I read this, my mind naturally conjured up an
image of myself lying on the bed with my buttocks sticking out, Haoyang penetrating me from behind. This image filled me with immense shame. Yet, I discovered that deep down, I
even felt a sliver of anticipation for this incredibly decadent scene. I felt a fear of myself. It's terrifying; I hope this
never happens! As I was pondering this, my phone alarm rang. It was a reminder to attend the head of the teaching and research department's birthday
party at 6:30 PM. I had almost forgotten; it was already 6:10. I hurriedly called my husband to
have dinner . I quickly got ready and took a taxi. It was a large hotel, and the birthday banquet was quite grand. The host had invited many friends from all walks of life,
making it a lively and bustling event. However, I was absent-minded, constantly thinking about my son. The food tasted
bland ; I only reluctantly drank a few glasses of red wine. Near the end, the host announced a dance party upstairs and
invited everyone to join. As I was thinking of an excuse to leave, I noticed a man next to me glancing
at me frequently. I gave him a disapproving look. He was a young man in his thirties, dressed
casually and stylishly, with messy, avant-garde haircut. His handsome face wore a smile. Our eyes
met, and I smiled back. He immediately seized the opportunity to strike up a conversation. His name was Li Zhe, a businessman
who seemed quite successful. After chatting for a while, I found this young man very enthusiastic and knowledgeable.
I developing a liking for him and we exchanged phone numbers. He was humorous and patiently...
He kept praising me, showering me with compliments like "gentle," "beautiful," "elegant," and "charming." Although I found him
a bit glib, I was secretly pleased. At his insistence, I didn't leave
and joined the dance. As soon as I sat down in the ballroom, I noticed Li Zhe's gaze was strange, staring intently at my breasts. I thought,
"Hmph, men, this is the true nature of men who are two-faced." After a few beers, he pulled me to dance. He
put his arm around my waist, and the music was one of my favorites: "Auld Lang Syne." To the melodious music,
we swayed slowly. He pulled me very close; my breasts were almost touching his body. I could smell his
intoxicatingly sweet sports cologne. He continued to praise me. I thought he was hypocritical, but
I enjoyed his compliments. He danced very skillfully, spinning me around with his arm around me, making me dizzy, but also
giving me a blissful feeling of being one with the music. I received a call from Meng Cuiping. She had just finished working overtime, and her workplace was near this hotel. I asked
her to come find me, and then we could go home together. I didn't want to deal with this man anymore. Another dance began,
and he quickly pulled me to the center of the dance floor, whispering in my ear, "Teacher Yang... I've realized I'm
attracted to , and I'm afraid I won't be able to resist pursuing you." I was nervous, but pretended to be nonchalant, saying, "Then let me leave quickly; I feel it's
dangerous." "Hehe, you feel it's dangerous because you're afraid you'll also have impulsive thoughts?" I said helplessly, "You're over thirty and still not married?" "Not yet..." "But I'm married, and my son is as tall as you." As we were talking, Cuiping arrived. She wore a white dress, carried a handbag, and her high heels
clicked on the floor. A gentle smile graced her beautiful face; she was truly elegant and refined. Under
the ultraviolet lights of the dance hall, the white dress seemed almost transparent, clearly revealing the outline of her red bra. Her firm breasts and slender
waist attracted the lustful gazes of men. I introduced her to Li Zhe, and I noticed that Li Zhe's
attention was quickly drawn to Cuiping. He chatted with her very enthusiastically, completely ignoring me.
Although I disliked this young man, I still felt a little disappointed and secretly cursed him in my heart: What a piece of trash,
what a boring person. As Cuiping and I left the hotel, I noticed she looked unwell and seemed to have something to say but was hesitant to speak
. I asked, "What's wrong? Is there something you can't tell me?" "Juan, I have something to tell you. I looked at my son's computer, just like you. His situation is much worse than Haoyang's.
I'm really confused. I don't know what to do." "Oh, how serious could it be?" I thought to myself. I hadn't even told her what I'd been chatting with my son yet; how serious could Xiaojun's situation be?
Cuiping added, "Could you come home a little later? Xiaojun is staying at his classmate's
house Come with me to check on him." Without thinking, I agreed. Actually, I realized that I didn't just
want to help her; there was also a sense of curiosity and a desire to spy on her. When we arrived at her house, she immediately turned on her computer and skillfully located the well-hidden folder. I
asked, "How did you find it?" Cuiping replied, "I used my laptop and never touched Xiaojun's computer.
He wasn't on guard; he just hid it without encrypting it." The folder opened, revealing a large amount of data. My
heart pounded. Cuiping looked at me, blushed, and opened a document. It looked like a
novel , titled: My Mother. Meng Cuiping laughed: "That's a primary school composition title..." Cuiping
said shamefully, "Look, this is already chapter 5... You see, my face is burning just thinking about it. I'm going to take
a shower." I read Xiaojun's composition myself, and the words shocked me... "...Mom covered her high, snow-white breasts with both hands, twisting in shame. Her plump buttocks were held
in the arms of a hooligan, whose large penis was thrusting into her already wet vagina. Mom looked at me and cried out:
Xiaojun... Save Mom... But I was tied up and couldn't move, but seeing my beautiful mother being fucked until she was
limp , I felt excited..." "...Mom was being fucked so hard that her juices flowed freely, running down her snow-white thighs onto the bed. That scoundrel's penis was so big
; Mom had never felt so good before. Even though she was forced, Mom still
climaxed , moaning loudly as the man ejaculated inside her..." "...Right in front of me, the scoundrel reached under Mom's skirt and touched her vagina. Mom's face turned
red, but she quickly went limp in his arms. I knew Mom had been completely conquered by his big penis... He
fucked Mom wildly, then pulled his penis out. Mom twisted her big buttocks and moaned. The scoundrel said, 'Let your son see your
cunt.' Mom shamefully spread her legs in front of my face and said, 'Son, look what he's done to Mom's cunt
...'" I closed the document after reading this. My face was burning. I could hardly believe that this came from the hand of
an introverted eighteen-year-old boy, Meng Cuiping's son, who had such a perverted and dark mentality! She even
wrote an article about it and published it online! I understood what Cuiping meant when she said Xiaojun's situation was much more serious than Haoyang's. Good heavens, this is terrifying!
Seeing that Cuiping hadn't come out yet, I casually opened the second document, and my name appeared right in front of me. I was
stunned ! "...I noticed that even through the red swimsuit, I could clearly see the shape of Aunt Lijuan's vagina. It seemed
fuller than my mother's, and her buttocks were bigger too. And she was so gentle; I really wanted to fuck her! I think Haoyang also wanted to
fuck his mother. Who wouldn't want to fuck a woman like that...? Among our group, Uncle Liu Yongjun is
the strongest; he could definitely fuck my mother to death... But I most want to fuck Aunt Lijuan, to insert my cock
into her plump vagina, and listen to her gentle, seductive moans...? This trip was unforgettable; I masturbated several times..." Ah! I just wanted to find a crack in the ground and disappear forever. "How could this child be like this?"
Cuiping came out after showering, looking at my shocked expression, and said worriedly, "Juan...you see,
how dark this child's mind is. On the surface, he's honest and doesn't talk much, but look at what he's thinking!" It took me a while to
come to my senses: "Cuiping, what happened? How could he...have such thoughts?" Meng Cuiping said angrily, "Isn't it all because of the internet! It's all those things, look..." As she
spoke, she opened a folder for me, which contained more than a dozen video files. I randomly opened one; it was
a Japanese film with Chinese subtitles. A middle-aged woman, still attractive, was at home with her son. A group of
young men, who seemed to be the son's classmates, called the woman "Auntie." The classmates tied up the son and began
to assault the mother. The mother couldn't resist and was eventually stripped naked. They made the mother's private parts face the son's face, and then...
They rapidly rubbed her with their fingers, and soon the mother blushed and trembled with shame, her private parts squirting, copious amounts of
vaginal fluid flowing onto her son's face… Then they forced the mother to perform oral sex on their penises, the
mother feeling utterly ashamed, yet experiencing repeated orgasms…? The subsequent scenes were all the same, only with different actors, the plot completely identical:
mothers being raped by their classmates in front of their sons, and squirting. There was even a scene where a mother was forced to urinate, which landed on
her son's face…? I was shocked! These perverted Japanese actually made such films to poison teenagers!? I resolutely told Cuiping, "Xiaojun needs to see a psychologist!" Meng Cuiping looked at me and said, "
What? Tell him I discovered these things and make him see a doctor." I was speechless, silent for a moment,
then said, "Let me think of a way. Don't make Xiaojun see a doctor yet. Let's consult a psychologist first,
that's safer…" Meng Cuiping sighed and said, "Sigh… that's all we can do for now…" On my way home, I thought of those disgusting Japanese films, and an indescribable fear gripped my heart.
Had Haoyang seen them? The images of mothers being raped to orgasm were deeply etched in my mind.
Suddenly, I felt a burning sensation in my lower body, and I felt a surge of shame as I squeezed my legs together, closing my eyes
as I sat in the taxi. How could this be? Did I have some kind of expectation for that kind of rape
? The feeling of being raped by Yongjun at my wedding surged back into my mind. I thought of the mothers in those Japanese films, struggling desperately, only to be gradually
conquered by that irresistible force. Those images lingered in my mind. Scenes replayed in my mind, and I felt like I was
the mother in those scenes, stripped naked by young men, their erect penises savagely ravaging my body.
Beside me , there were eyes watching me, watching me being conquered. Those eyes seemed to
belong to Haoyang, or perhaps Weimin… Ah, I bit my lip hard, hating my own filthy inner world. I
was a woman who longed for rape, yearning to be conquered by men, both physically and psychologically… I was ashamed
to discover that my underwear was soaked with lustful fluid, yet I still willingly succumbed, unable to control myself. Upon entering the room, burning with desire, I changed into my pajamas without showering and climbed into bed. I wrapped my arms around my husband's shoulders and whispered
sweetly in his ear, "Weimin…", only to be met with his snoring. I reluctantly got up to
go to the bathroom, just in time to run into Haoyang, who was still sleepy as he came out. Rubbing his eyes, he said, "Mom,
why are you so late? Dad and I were so worried about you..." I instinctively walked over and hugged my son, gently kissing him on the cheek. "Don't worry...
Mom god, what am I doing? Am I seducing my son? I gasped as I went into
the bathroom, pulled down my soaking wet underwear, and eagerly ran my fingers between my legs. Those images replayed in my mind.
Ah, I was letting myself sink deeper, like a fish struggling in a whirlpool of desire. Oh my god, Xiaojun and I are really suited to
be a pair of wanton mother and wanton son... I wiped the water from my legs, rinsed myself off, and quietly returned to the bedroom. I lay down next to my husband,
who was lying there snoring, his large pregnant belly protruding. I gently covered his belly with a towel, but then I smelled a
faint —it must be women's perfume. I suddenly tensed up
... (12) Adultery Exposed The old dean was retiring, and to compete for the position, I was exhausted from navigating the cutthroat administrative
departments , using various connections to make connections. Amidst the open and covert struggles, I finally saw a glimmer of hope. That weekend,
it rained heavily, and I returned home exhausted at 10 pm. I ate something quickly and went to
bed. Lijuan wasn't asleep yet. She was leaning against the headboard, reading a book. Her dignified,
intellectual air, combined with her half-naked, full, and sexy white body, stirred a sense of anticipation within me. I lay down beside her and
asked, "Is Haoyang asleep?" My wife nodded, so I pulled back the blanket covering her. Exposing her pair of fair and plump
thighs, I thought to myself, I wonder how many men would drool over my wife's full, mature, snow-white body.
And who could imagine the captivating allure of her when she was aroused, writhing and pursuing physical pleasure without a trace of feminine shyness? This
middle-aged female teacher, a role model for others, is even more enchanting and captivating in bed. My wife understood what I meant. She put the book aside, and I reached out to hug her. She proactively
unhooked her bra behind her back, revealing her full, white breasts. We embraced face to face, her
eyes closed, her full lips close to mine. I remembered how stimulating her wet kiss was last time, so I
gently pressed my lips to her soft ones, then used my tongue to pry them open. My wife let out
a soft moan, her soft tongue, carrying the familiar scent of her mouth, sensually probing for me to kiss.
Her soft hands gently embraced me, and our bodies intertwined, writhing on the bed, comforting each other
… Men and women are born to be together. Marriage isn't just about living and procreation; it's also about
comforting each other's physical loneliness. My wife swayed passionately, her soft, voluptuous body dancing,
her slightly wanton moans and gasps enticeing me. Her plump buttocks moved rhythmically against my
lower abdomen , accompanied by low moans. This was a very familiar flirting move between us.
My wife's movements made me feel like I was already having sex with her, and her moans further stimulated me…? My wife continued this for a while, and seeing that I still couldn't get aroused, she simply took off her panties,
revealing her hairy, plump private parts, and let me press down on her. Her gentle hands grasped my limp penis and placed it
between her soft, smooth thighs. She clamped her legs together and began to thrust her plump buttocks upwards again, moaning with each thrust
, the sound as if I had truly penetrated her: "Oh, oh, oh, Weimin, oh…" I began to
feel it. My wife sensed my change and thrust her large buttocks even harder, her voice growing louder: "Oh, oh,
oh, oh... almost hard... oh, oh..." She kept moaning, feigning orgasm. Who could imagine that this dignified and gentle female teacher would act like this in bed? If she did this to another man,
he would have already ejaculated! Thinking this, I got hard. My wife moaned urgently: "Oh, hard...
hurry ..." She quickly pushed me up, spreading her two plump, snow-white thighs,
her wet body revealing boundless anticipation as she waited for me. I rubbed my semi-erect penis and went over, but as soon as I reached the entrance of her vagina, my penis lost its hardness and
I couldn't penetrate. I tried for a long time on my wife's full, fragrant body, but I still couldn't get a real erection. Frustrated, I
lay on the bed. Lijuan turned away helplessly, ignoring me. I felt terrible and asked her, "Lijuan..."
"Juan, you think I'm useless, don't you?" She didn't speak. I called again, "Lijuan." She still didn't speak.
I got angry, sat up, and patted her round bottom. "What's wrong with you? You're not going to talk to me anymore?" My wife turned to look at me. "I'm so tired. Can I sleep?" I suppressed my anger and pretended to be nice. "Lijuan, can we try something else?
Maybe I can..." She coldly said, "No need." Her coldness made my pride gradually burn, burning into a flame of despair.
I finally snapped and shouted, "Get up! Tell me what you did last night. Why are you coming home so late?"
My wife sat up abruptly and looked at me angrily. "What's wrong with you
? You're useless, yet you're so angry. The child is next door. Keep your voice down." "I'm useless! I'm useless! What's wrong with me? You won't even let me say what I want!" "Weimin, please don't be like this. I don't want to argue with you. I'm very tired today. I want to sleep." I stared at my wife, wearing only a bra and panties, her snow-white, alluring figure voluptuous and
sexy, her hair cascading over her shoulders. Her captivating face mesmerized me; her full breasts rose and fell, her plump, smooth thighs
a lush expanse of white flesh. This alluring body was my nightmare. She belonged to me, yet she wasn't mine.
I resentfully asked, "Tell me, where did you go last night?" My wife ignored me, giving me a seemingly desperate look before turning her back to me and switching off the bedside lamp.
My heart ached. I angrily turned the light back on and started getting dressed. My wife looked at me. "What are you doing?" I
said, "I'm leaving. Don't linger here and make me uncomfortable..." I walked out of the bedroom, grabbed my bag and car keys,
slammed the door, and stormed out. The rain was pouring down. I drove aimlessly through the streets, my resentment simmering. I
checked my watch; it was already 11 o'clock. Gritting my teeth, I drove straight to the hospital dormitory. When I got there, I saw
Gu Hong's room light was on. The door opened, and a person in a raincoat came out. I recognized him as Yongjun.
He got on ready to start and leave, but a sudden tension gripped me. I didn't stop, pretending to be passing by
, and drove straight to the back of the building. Only after hearing the motorcycle drive away did I take out my phone and dial Gu Hong's number: "Are you alone?" "Oh, Yongjun just left… Brother Min, why are you calling so late?" "Where did Yongjun go? Is he coming?" "No, Xiaohui is on holiday today. He went back to be with his daughter." "Oh, open the door for me. I'm at the door." The door opened, and Gu Hong's hair was disheveled, her face flushed. A semi-transparent sleeveless nightgown revealed her rounded shoulders,
and her full breasts heaved on her chest. She wore only a small white thong tightly wrapped around her ample
buttocks , and between her plump, white thighs, her full vulva resembled a small steamed bun, with
a patch of dark, soft hair visible beneath the white panties. "What's wrong?" Gu Hong asked with concern, pouring me a glass of hot water. "We had a fight… and I was kicked out of the house
…" I said, my eyes glancing at the messy bed. Several crumpled wads of toilet paper lay beside it. I understood
what had just happened. Suddenly, I became agitated. Gu Hong gently dried my hair with a dry towel,
whispering, "Look at you... you're all soaked... take off your clothes and hang them up..." She gently
unbuttoned my shirt, her rich feminine scent filling the air. I unbuckled my belt and pulled down my pants,
leaving me only in my underwear. My lewd penis was already hard. Gu Hong lightly touched my penis and
whispered, "Did you two have a fight... did Lijuan not let you touch her...?" "Mmm..." I replied. Her eyes were full of affection. After gently touching it, she stood up and turned to hang my clothes. I watched from behind as she
raised her arm, revealing a smooth, white expanse of her voluptuous body around her waist, her large, fleshy buttocks gleaming beneath her small panties.
I stood up excitedly. Gu Hong hung up my clothes, turned to look at me, her face flushed with embarrassment, and
whispered tenderly, "Will you fuck me now... or rest for a while..." My trembling voice sounded like a low growl: "Now..." Gu Hong shyly pulled down her panties, revealing a thick, glossy black
patch swollen, full, brown labia majora were unusually wide open, exuding
the allure of a mature woman, telling tales of her struggles with men's large penises... Excitedly, I quickly stripped naked. Gu Hong also took off her pajamas, completely naked, and turned to tidy the bed where she and Yongjun
had After tidying up her white, plump buttocks, she lay down on her back. I excitedly pounced on her,
touching her soft, smooth body. My penis was submerged in her dark forest. I rubbed my thighs against her smooth, soft
thighs —so soft, so smooth! I found them no less voluptuous and sexy than my wife
's. I sealed her lips with mine, and she moaned softly, her soft tongue shyly swirling between my lips. I
knew she had just experienced an orgasm and was only trying to make me feel good, so I didn't rush
in. Instead, I began to kiss her and tease her: "Yongjun just fucked you..." "Mmm..." I lifted her arms above her head and pressed them onto the bed, smelling and licking the hairy area under her arms. This move
was incredibly arousing for my wife, instantly arousing Lijuan. I didn't expect Gu Hong to be the same way,
letting out a trembling moan and writhing body. I continued to tease her: "Tell me where you want to be..." Gu Hong blushed, panting and moaning in my ear: "My big pussy wants to be..." After
several intimate moments, Gu Hong already knew what words could please me. "Oh...did you enjoy fucking your big cunt?" "Ah...he's been holding back for so long...he just fucked me until I was paralyzed..." My mouth kissed from her armpits to her breasts, sucking and licking her hard nipples, then
sliding down her white, smooth belly, all the way to her lower abdomen where her pubic hair was thick. The rich, pungent smell of her freshly fucked, plump cunt
wafted towards me. "Ah...no...ah..." I didn't care about anything else, burying my face
in it. My nose first touched those two plump, wet labia. I held my breath and pushed my face forward,
and my nose entered. My lips rubbed back and forth on her plump cunt. I think she had never received this kind of
treatment . Gu Hong screamed and pressed my head down with both hands, her big white legs squeezing my face so tightly that it was distorted. I
held my breath and struggled for a while, then lifted my face. Her crotch was already flowing with a river of lustful fluid. My face was all
wet and sticky...? Gu Hong gasped for breath, moaning limply, "Oh...you're killing me...oh...you really
know how to do it..." I lay back on top of her and said, "Look, my face is covered in your fluids...lick
it off..." Gu Hong moaned shyly, closed her eyes, ignoring the pungent smell on my face, and softly stuck out
her tongue to lick my face and lips. I licked the tongue she had just licked... Gu Hong
trembled moaned, tightly hugging my two plump, white legs, which were spread open and wrapped around my waist, her voice trembling, "Brother Min..."
"Fuck me... my big pussy can't take it anymore..." "Call me husband and I'll fuck you..." "Husband... fuck me now..." My cock was already impatient, and with a plop, it disappeared between her two plump, tender lips. Ah, warm,
soft, and plump, with flowing juices, my cock regained its dignity, fully enjoying the woman's overflowing, horny pussy.
But I knew I was still far behind Yongjun, so I slightly raised my buttocks, leaving only the head of my penis
between her labia, and said to her, "Slowly bring your legs together..." She obediently pressed her thighs together, and I lowered my buttocks. Because she was squeezing her thighs together, her vagina
tightly gripped my not-so-thick penis, giving me immense pleasure. It also allowed her to fully feel my
penis. This trick worked perfectly. As soon as I thrust, Gu Hong let out a soft, lewd moan: "Ah...
like this ... it's getting bigger... ah... so good... ah..." I thrust passionately, and Gu Hong
quickly began to tremble all over. She was about to climax! I was so excited! I could bring a woman to orgasm too
! I thrust a few times quickly, then swiftly spread her thighs apart and lifted them onto my shoulders. My penis slid into her plump, ripe cunt with almost
no resistance; her juices were already flowing down to her anus…? This wasn't as pleasurable as when she had her thighs clamped together, but I knew that as she approached climax, she
needed the mental impact of being wildly fucked by a man. I also needed that psychological sense of conquest; physical sensations
had become secondary. My lower abdomen slapped against her plump buttocks, her open, wet cunt spasming and
contracting beautifully under the impact of my penis. She let out a harsh, rough howl. I thrust my penis to
its deepest point and ejaculated wildly…? I collapsed limply onto the bed, a sense of pride welling up inside me; it was a blissful feeling. Gu Hong was still panting.
After resting for a while, she got up, took out some toilet paper to wipe herself, and then
gently wiped my limp penis between my legs, softly whispering, "Min-ge...you were really
strong today..." I looked at the pile of new, crumpled toilet paper on the floor, mixed with the previous wads.
I couldn't tell which ones Yongjun had used and which ones I had, but I knew they were all Gu Hong's. Gu Hong lay gently beside me, her ample breasts nestled in my arms. I lowered my head, gently taking her
nipple into my mouth, and draped one leg over her voluptuous body. The scent of her mature flesh filled me with a sense of
peace , as if I had returned to my childhood, nestled in my mother's arms. Gu Hong hugged me, her soft hand
stroking , and gently said, "You're tired... go to sleep..." I was touched, but I was truly exhausted. I drifted off to sleep, dreaming
of running happily under the warm sunshine, surrounded by lush green grass, without a trace of pressure from promotions, income, or interpersonal relationships. I was
simply happy. In the distance, my mother's figure called to me, beckoning me home for dinner. When I woke up, the rain was still pouring down. Gu Hong was still lying naked on the bed. I put on
my clothes, grabbed my bag and car keys, and froze as soon as I opened the door. My wife and Haoyang were standing on the steps in the doorway.
As I quickly tried to close the door, my wife grabbed me and pushed it open. There, on the bed, lay Gu Hong's naked
body , and a pile of toilet paper under the bed... the evidence was irrefutable!
(13) Who's having an affair? Early in the morning, while I was still asleep, I smelled my mother's faint fragrance. Opening my eyes, I saw my mother shaking my shoulders beside my bed. She was only wearing pajamas, bending over and calling to me, "Yangyang..." Her two full,
snow-white breasts were almost in front of my face under her camisole. The cinched waist of the pajamas accentuated her large, fleshy buttocks. Her snow-white body was almost half-naked, her hair disheveled... Ah! What is Mom calling me for? Is she going to throw herself into my arms? My penis immediately became erect!
Excitedly, I called out, "Mom..." and reached out to hug my mother's alluring body. My mother's words jolted me awake: "Get up and come with me to the hospital to find your father. He hasn't come home all night..." I pulled my arm back, fully
sober , and said okay. Imagining the scene just now, haha, how could that be? But if it were true, how wonderful it would be. My mother dressed like that, climbing into my bed, and I pinning her down. My dear, sexy, wanton mother,
I love you to death...? I got dressed and washed up. My mother was already prepared. Because it was raining heavily and the weather was cool, my mother wore a long-sleeved blue shirt with a black skirt. This conservative outfit was what my mother
often wore to class, which made her breasts look very prominent and full. It also made Mom's skin look even whiter. Mom tied her hair back, and with just an umbrella, we went out. Once outside, we realized the rain was really heavy and a bit cold.
I held the umbrella, and Mom took my arm, gently saying, "Yangyang, are you cold? Should we go back and change into long sleeves?" I said, "No, Mom, come closer, you're all wet!" Mom smiled and held my arm tightly like a lover, her soft, voluptuous body leaning closer, a fragrant scent filling my nostrils. My arm occasionally brushed against the side of Mom's full breasts—so soft and elastic! However, beautiful
things are always fleeting. We quickly left the neighborhood and hailed a taxi. We drove straight to the hospital. Before we even reached the hospital gate, Mom saw Dad's car parked in front of the dormitory building. So we went to the car
, got out, and as soon as we went up the steps, the door opposite opened, and Dad came out. My mother and I were stunned. The pale, fleshy body on the bed sat up in terror. I recognized her—it was Aunt Gu Hong! Good heavens, what was going on? My father was having an affair with Aunt Gu Hong! Aunt Gu Hong, panicked,
hastily threw on her pajamas and ran over, her face pale with fright. She murmured, "Lijuan…you…came…" My mother trembled, tears welling in her eyes, which finally spilled over. Her voice trembled as she said, "I'm here! I've disturbed your good time!" My father rushed forward to pull my mother away, saying, "Lijuan…I'll
explain when we get back…" My mother cried out, "Roller! Don't touch me!" At that moment, several women, all doctors from the hospital, came down from the second floor. They were also stunned by the scene, watching my parents' spectacle as if they were watching exotic animals. Aunt Gu was also dumbfounded, standing blankly at the door. My father looked around nervously, pleading, "Lijuan, don't do this... Look, this is a hospital. We can go home, anything is fine..." He opened the car door and looked at me, "Haoyang... get in the car with your mother...
hurry up..." Then he pointed at Aunt Gu and said, "Go back inside and close the door!" My mind was a mess. I really didn't know how to handle my parents' situation. I could only hug my poor mother and say, "Mom, don't cry, let's go home..." My mother shook me off, grabbed her umbrella, and left alone. My father called out, "Where are you going?" My mother turned around and said coldly, "I'm going to work. You take our son to school, and then you live here! Never come home!
Don't let me see you looking disgusting!" My mother waved, hailed a taxi, and disappeared into the rain. I spent the day in a daze. At noon, my mother called me and said she wasn't coming home to cook and told me to eat out by myself. That night, I ate out before going home. I kept thinking, why couldn't my dad keep his beautiful, sexy mom from cheating on me? I couldn't understand it at all. I resented this man, I really wanted to...
Like Mom said, I should tell him never to come back, so that only my beautiful mother and I will be left at home… I feel like my thoughts are terrible. Although I love Mom very much and want to make love with her, we still need a complete family
. Sigh, how could Dad do this? When I got home, Dad was smoking alone. Mom had just returned as well. The rain had stopped outside, but the two of them seemed like a storm brewing under a dark cloud. I had a premonition that a world war was about to break out. Mom's eyes
were red; it was obvious she had cried a lot. Neither of them spoke. Mom took a shower, changed clothes, and tidied the house, while Dad sat on the sofa, smoking incessantly. I had the TV on, but I couldn't concentrate on watching it, occasionally observing
the two of them. Finally, Mom spoke up: "What are you still doing here? We need to rest. Go back to your lover's!" Dad stood up and said to Mom, "Lijuan, I know my mistake is irreparable. I'm leaving to let you calm down, but I will never see her again. I swear. I'll go to the hospital and stay in a hotel.
We'll talk again in a few days when you're feeling better..." Mom's tears fell again: "Go now! Go wherever you want, I don't care. When you come back, we'll get a divorce..." Dad left, and Mom and I lived our ordinary lives at home. Mom cooked for me every day, showing no sadness, and without a smile. Only occasionally, when I came home, I saw that Mom's eyes were red, and I knew she had
just cried. At night, I lay in bed, thinking about my lonely mother next door, lying alone on that big bed. My mind wandered. So I quietly opened the balcony door. The balcony in our house was large. There was a door in my room leading to the balcony
, and the window in my parents' bedroom also led to the balcony. I bent down and walked to the window of my mother's bedroom. Looking up, I saw a bedside lamp on, and the curtains weren't completely closed, leaving a gap. I adjusted my position, and
through that gap, I could see my mother's large bed. Ah! My blood immediately surged, even though I couldn't see everything. But I saw my mother's lower body; a sheer, gossamer nightgown tightly covered her full, plump buttocks, and her two fair, voluptuous thighs exuded
a deadly allure—smooth, round, and full, so beautiful! My penis quickly became erect! But something even more alarming happened: one of my mother's hands actually slid down her plump belly to between her legs! She pulled the thin gauze skirt
inside. "Mom, what are you doing?" Her slender hand gently massaged her, causing her plump belly to heave rapidly. I pulled out my penis, exposing it to the air, my heart pounding with excitement. After a few more massages, Mom pulled
her nightgown up to her waist, turned around, and faced me with her ample buttocks. Her legs were wrapped around her hand, and the flesh on her plump buttocks trembled. I seemed to hear Mom's faint moans, so alluring, so thirsty. Then Mom lay back down, curled up her legs, and pulled down her red panties, hanging them on one thigh. Ah, I saw a thick patch of black pubic hair growing vigorously between Mom's legs, and I could only see
her large, brown, abalone-like vulva.
My eyes were immediately blocked by my mother's snow-white thighs, only her lush pubic hair was visible. My mother's legs were raised and spread apart, posing as if she were being fucked by a man. Her hands gripped her
large, plump buttocks, and her waist was thrusting upwards and downwards, as if a man's large penis was inserted into her vagina. One hand's fingers seemed to be rubbing her vagina, moving rapidly. I heard my mother moaning
rapidly, "Oh, oh, oh, ah..." Oh my god, I couldn't take it anymore, my penis ejaculated, thick semen shooting onto the wall below the window. At this moment, my mother stopped moving, slumped down, lowered her legs, pulled down the panties hanging on one thigh,
wiped between her legs, and sat up. I hurriedly slipped back into the room, hearing my mother go to the bathroom and then come back to the bedroom. I lay in bed, wondering what would happen if I rushed in while my mother was masturbating. Would seeing her in such an embarrassing situation make her abandon her shame and
have sex with me? Why was I afraid to go in? I fell asleep in this state of turmoil… On a weekend evening, I was chatting online with my mother. We were having a passionate chat, one openly and the other secretly, when my father came home, looking haggard and exhausted. He sat on the sofa, and my mother coldly said, “
What are you doing here … Go back to your place!” My father looked pained: “Lijuan, where do you want me to go?” “I don’t care. Go to whoever makes you feel good. Go now.” Dad stood up, pulled Mom, and pushed her towards the bedroom. I hurriedly followed, thinking a fight was about to break out. But Mom said, "Haoyang, go to the study and go online. Don't let our business affect you." I agreed and left my parents' bedroom,
closing the door behind me. I had no interest in going online. I quietly slipped to the balcony and hid under the window, eavesdropping. "Lijuan, can you forgive me? I'll never do it again. These past few days away from home, I've realized I really can't live without you… Lijuan… give me a chance…" Dad pleaded, reaching out to hug Mom. The mother shook off his hand, tears streaming down her face. "After what you did, do you think we can continue living together? Do you think I'll forgive you? I don't want to argue with you. Let's just get a divorce." The father
immediately knelt before the mother, hugging her legs tightly, and cried out in anguish, "We can't get a divorce...we can't...we can't for the children...Lijuan, don't do this!" The mother shouted, "Get up! You spineless
man! Now you know you regret it? Do you still have feelings for me? No matter what I do, you're no good. You'll be fine with her now..." "Lijuan...I'll tell you what happened..." "I don't want to hear your disgusting stories!" "Lijuan! This has already spread throughout the hospital. I think Yongjun knows too. I'm exhausted..." "You deserve it! This is retribution!" I saw anger flash across my father's face: "Yes! I deserve it, I'm such a fool! It's already like this, what do you want me to do? You want a divorce? You've never done anything like this before. I haven't
lived like a coward like this until now, Lijuan. Honestly, I know how good I've been to you. I know what you and Yongjun did when we got married!" My mother froze. I was shocked too. Good heavens, my mother was having an affair with Uncle Yongjun! This is unbelievable! Is my mother inherently that kind of promiscuous woman? This is too exciting! "You found out? Yongjun told you." "No, but I was right at the door." Mom burst into tears, pounding her shoulders and sobbing, "You bastard... you know he forced me! You were right there, why didn't you save me? You son of a bitch, you coward! Your wife was raped!" Dad hugged Mom, seemingly crying too, still furious, and said, "But I couldn't tell it was forced. You know it better than anyone! But I endured it. I can't live without you, and I've never resented you. Lijuan, I've become a pervert, I've gone crazy, you know? I can only get an erection when I think about that. Gu Hong is his wife, that's why I retaliated like that. I'm not a normal man anymore. I'm insecure, I'm a cuckold, I'm a coward..." Mom, tears streaming down her face, looked at Dad in surprise. Dad, panting, pulled Mom's hand towards his crotch, saying, "See if I can do it, Lijuan. As long as you're willing to face it, I can. You try, I can..." Mom tried to pull her hand away, "No... don't do this... I can't accept it..." Dad's expression turned terrifying. He grabbed Mom and pushed her onto the bed. Mom whispered, "What are you doing? Haoyang is here... don't..." Dad held Mom down tightly, lifting her nightgown and desperately pulling down her pink panties. Soon, Mom was naked from the waist down, her white thighs swaying. Dad pulled down his pants, and Mom sat up but was pushed down again. She pushed against Dad, who was pressing down on her, "No... the child is here, are you crazy..." Dad, panting heavily, said, "I've been crazy for a long time! Others can force you... why can't I... look how much worse I am than him!" Dad forcibly spread Mom's legs, pressing down on her with his buttocks.
It looked like penetration. My God, this was the first time I'd ever seen something like this between a man and a woman so clearly. Neither of them noticed that there was a pair of eyes filled with curiosity and desire, secretly watching from the window. Mom cried and moaned, "Ah...you're rolling...I don't want to...you bastard..." Dad kept thrusting his hips, pressing Mom's struggling arms firmly to the bed, panting heavily, "Oh...Juan...don't you like this...you're all wet...look, this is enough for me...
don't leave me..." Mom seemed to give up struggling. From my angle, I couldn't see Mom's expression, only her voluptuous, mature waist swaying gently under Dad's forceful assault, as if welcoming him, while she cried out, "Oh
...oh...no...don't do this...you beast..." Dad was completely frantic, desperately thrusting his lips towards Mom's. Mom twisted her face away, crying and moaning. Dad, panting, said, "Juan...you're so beautiful...when I think about how your body has been
with ...I can't help it...did he make you feel good?" My mother's moans quickened, her plump, tender buttocks shamefully responding to my father's thrusts. Tears welled in her eyes as she turned away from his kisses, her gaze meeting mine through the window! Startled, I quickly crouched down, hearing
my mother's terrified voice: "Ah! Haoyang!" My father, for some reason, became even more excited: "Why are you calling for Haoyang? Why… do you want him to do you? Are you fantasizing that I'm Haoyang? As long as you're willing… I
won't stop you… ah… ah…" My father continued his moans, and the room gradually fell silent, leaving only my mother's soft sobs. I returned to my room, my heart still pounding. That stimulating scene excited me, yet also left me feeling incredibly
oppressed . After a while, Mom came out, packed some things, and said to Dad with red eyes, "I can't accept it. I'm serious. If you don't leave, I'll leave..." Dad still had fine beads of sweat on his forehead. He grabbed Mom's bag: "Where are you going...?" Mom calmed down a bit: "Weimin, I think we have many problems. No matter what you think of me, I can't accept your infidelity. You and I are different. I'm very calm now, and you should calm down too. I
can't live with you right now because seeing you reminds me of that disgusting scene that morning. Please let me leave. Let's both calm down and think it over..." Mom left, and I chased after her, calling out, "Mom, don't go! Where are you going?" Seeing my tears welling up again, Mom came over and hugged me tightly. I hugged her full, soft body back. Mom sobbed, "Haoyang...did you see everything just now? Your father is really going crazy. I have to
leave for a while. Don't worry, no matter what happens, your father and I will always love you. Even though he did something wrong, he's still your father. Don't disrespect him, okay?" I nodded. Mom stroked my face and whispered, "Sweetie...Mom's going to stay with Aunt Cuiping for a few days. Your father can't cook. If you don't want to eat at the school cafeteria anymore, just call me..." Watching my mother's retreating figure, my heart was in turmoil. I tried to organize my thoughts, and the story seemed to go something like this: First, my mother was raped by Uncle Yongjun, but during the rape, she gradually
became overwhelmed by pleasure, something my father overheard at the door. He didn't stop it, the reason for which I still don't understand. This incident left a psychological scar on my father, causing him to suffer from erectile
dysfunction when having sex with my mother, always remembering the incident. Therefore, my mother's desires were unfulfilled. Furthermore, my father's hidden desire for revenge led him to develop a possessive desire for Aunt Gu Hong. When my father slept with Gu Hong, it wasn't actually erectile dysfunction,
but rather a psychological abnormality. He could only achieve an erection when he imagined my mother being with someone else—a cuckold's mentality. And then what happened next…? I'm truly confused. The only thing I'm certain of is that my mother, this woman, has stirred within me a love that transcends the bond between mother and son. It's not just a physical desire for her; my mother is a vulnerable, wounded woman
who needs my love and protection. And of course, there's Dad's line: "Are you fantasizing that I'm Haoyang? As long as you're willing... I won't stop you..."

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