Dedicate my daughter

Since being laid off, my incompetent husband could no longer support my daughter and me, leaving us on the verge of starvation. Fortunately, I met him; he provided me with unexpected income, allowing me to support my family. This is my home, 130 square meters, but he bought it for me. This is my luxurious furniture, and of course, he bought it for me too. Ascending on top of him, feeling his large penis moving in and out of my vagina, my body overflowing with lust, making me pant heavily. And for his sake, my man, on my back, inserted his penis into my anus. I deeply felt the clear friction between the two penises between my vagina and anus; the shame and pleasure were indescribable. "How is it? Does it feel good?" my husband shamelessly asked, inquiring about my feelings. "It feels good, really good," I answered sincerely. "Where's your penis down there?" my husband asked even more pervertedly. Looking at our faces almost touching, those were my lover's, the man who provided my livelihood, his expression yearning for a response. I shouted, "Cock, cock, good cock, fuck me, fuck me from both ends, ah, ah, ahhh!" It felt so good. My anus was no longer in excruciating pain, but rather a tingling, numbing pleasure. There was no pain in my anus, but rather a secretion, even more than in my vagina. "I'll fuck you to death, I'll fuck you to death," my husband retaliated, his huge cock going in and out of my anus. He could feel the other man's cock through the thin membrane, which excited him even more. Actually, the other man's cock beneath me was also feeling my man's cock; the two cocks were practically rubbing against each other, only separated by my almost nonexistent presence. My loose breasts swayed in front of me, further fueling their lust. "Come on, let's change positions," the man below said. My husband obediently pulled out his penis, which was about to ejaculate, and lay down obediently. I watched as the man stood behind me, his penis, already thicker and larger with excitement, like a child's arm, the glans the size of a goose egg. If it entered my vagina, it could bring pleasure, but entering my anus would be excruciating pain. So, I pleaded, "No, I can't take it anymore." This was what I pleaded every time, but every time I failed. The man shouted, "Your vagina is loose, I really can't feel anything. I can still feel something in your ass. Quick, quick, let me fuck your ass." These words saddened me, because it was indeed true. I'm fifty years old this year, and I'm really getting old. My vagina is no longer tight. Although I've taken countless Chinese and Western medicines, and although I absolutely refuse to have sex with my husband when he's not around, nothing can change that. I lay on the bed, sticking my butt out, offering him my anus. His penis plunged into my anus in one go, then began to thrust wildly, but I could sense his lack of satisfaction. After a long while, he finally ejaculated inside me, then lay limply beside me. "Brother, what's wrong? Not satisfied?" my husband asked shamelessly, offering me a cigarette. "No, I know Qin did his best." He took a drag of his cigarette, watching me struggle to sit up, and said slowly. "Actually, I'm getting old, and I can't do it anymore." His tone was filled with helplessness. "I'm being transferred next month, and I won't be able to take care of you anymore," he said. My husband was visibly stunned. I stood at the head of the bed, letting the white fluid from my vagina and anus drip down without wiping it away: "What, really?" The sky was falling. This was the news. He was being transferred. So, who would our family of three rely on? Our daughter was still studying at the most prestigious university in the city, one of the most famous in China. The tuition was definitely beyond what the two of us laid-off workers could afford. He's being transferred, and my husband's comfortable and generous salary at his workplace will be gone too. How will we live then? He sat up, pinched my loose breasts, and said regretfully, "I'm very grateful for Qin's sacrifices over the years. Actually, I'm also reluctant to let him go." Yes, I've given him so much, from my vagina to my anus, to my husband, and even my feelings. Really, feelings. But now, I have nothing left to hold him back. Our good days are over. The three of us fell silent. "Alright, let's go out for a meal," the man suggested, then paused again before saying, "I'll leave you with a sum of money. I hope you'll spend it wisely; it'll be enough for your retirement insurance." His tone was filled with endless desolation. Actually, he was a very kind person. His wife had been bedridden and he took meticulous care of her every day. He didn't even trust hiring a caregiver; he hadn't hired anyone else except me. All his extra income opportunities were given to me and my family. I walked outside helplessly. I needed to dress up a bit before going out to eat; I couldn't go out like this. My legs were burning with pain; the pleasure I once felt was long gone. As I walked out, I passed my daughter's room and saw her studying desperately, covering her ears. When she saw me walking by naked, she just gave me a bitter smile, as if to comfort me, knowing my predicament. I suddenly stopped in front of my daughter's bedroom door. Yes, seeing my daughter gave me a strange feeling. My daughter is older now, and she knows more about our affair. Whenever we're together, we almost never hide it from her. Our moans, noises, and even our vulgar language are all heard by her, even though we're only separated by a wall. She covers her ears, but it's just for show; she probably prefers to hear it live. My lover is good in that he has never made a move on my daughter and treats her like his own. Whenever he buys something for his daughter, my daughter always gets a share. He's incredibly concerned about my daughter's studies. During this time, whenever the three of us are doing something, he deliberately avoids my daughter's presence. If I hadn't insisted on getting a share from my dead husband, I would have already gone to a hotel. My daughter's figure is quite voluptuous now, with large breasts, a full bottom, and a small waist. Everyone who sees her would have impure thoughts. Especially today, she's wearing a tiny summer shirt and a skirt that's practically too short. Sitting there, you can already see her snow-white buttocks, and her tiny underwear is practically sunken into her fleshy cleft, making her almost invisible. I'm getting old. Why not offer her to my lover? That way, I can still keep his heart. This thought, once it appeared, immediately startled me, but I couldn't shake it off. Naked, I walked over to my daughter and sat down next to her. "Reading?" My daughter rolled her eyes at me. "You, Dad, and Uncle are too loud. How can I concentrate?" She muttered softly, "I have my graduate thesis defense coming up soon. Could you—" But thinking about the future, she sighed. "Mom, what are we going to do?" My daughter asked me hesitantly after a long pause. Yes, what are we going to do? "I only have one year left in my studies, but my internship will cost a lot of money." I was speechless. The meal was tasteless, and my husband continued to drink heartily until he was completely drunk. He paid the bill, and when he took us home, he handed me a card at the stairwell, saying softly but apologetically, "Qin, this money is enough for the child to finish her studies, but what about your future—" I stopped his hand, suddenly mustering my courage, and said, "The child is very grateful to you and would like to invite you to come up and sit down again, okay?" At that moment, I felt my daughter tighten her grip on my hand, but she didn't object. He didn't know what I was thinking, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Okay, I'll sit down again." Then he and I, along with my husband, went into the elevator. After we got home, I put my husband to bed, and when I came back, I saw him kindly instructing my daughter on how to live her future. I was speechless.The daughter listened with her head down, but I saw tears streaming down her face. Yes, there were feelings involved; after all, more than a decade of care and affection. "I'm leaving." He thought for a moment, took off his watch, then pushed off his ring, and took out almost everything he owned from his purse: "Keep it for the child." "Wait a minute." I called out to him as he was about to leave. He glanced at me, his eyes full of longing, but still said firmly, "No, I still—" I stepped forward, grabbed my daughter, and right in front of him, tore off her short skirt, almost exposing her genitals to him. He froze, and my daughter blushed and lowered her head. "Take off your underwear and show it to your uncle." I ordered my daughter. "No." This wasn't my daughter saying it, it was him. "Don't do this, don't." He protested loudly, but when he saw my daughter slowly pull down her thong, when he saw that tuft of brown pubic hair, his voice softened. "Come on, look at my daughter's pussy, it's so tight," I said, then moved my daughter's body over so she was lying face down on the sofa, her buttocks sticking up. I spread her plump buttocks apart, exposing her anus to him. I could clearly hear a gurgling sound in his throat: "Look how tight her anus is." I gently inserted my hand into my daughter's anus, hearing her groan of pain mixed with excitement. "Is that okay?" I asked him. "Don't leave us, mother and daughter, we need you." Tears streaming down my face, I slowly took off all my clothes, then knelt down. "I will serve you with my daughter." As I spoke, I slowly licked my daughter's pussy, causing her to slowly secrete fluids. My daughter cooperated with my movements, moaning softly, seemingly swaying her large buttocks slowly in front of him. "Come on, take out your cock and fuck my daughter," I pleaded softly. His purse fell to the ground, and his enormous penis bulged in his pants. I crawled over, unbuckled his belt, and pulled out his large penis. "Come on, daughter, lick your uncle's penis." My daughter blushed and slowly moved closer, kneeling in front of him, extending her mouth and slowly bringing it to his lips. I clearly saw him flinch slightly, a gesture that brought me immense comfort—yes, immense comfort—because I knew he still had humanity. But so what? To keep him, I had to do this. His penis slid in and out of my daughter's vagina. Lying beneath him, I watched each powerful thrust, each one bringing forth white foam from my daughter's vagina, the white fluid flowing onto my face. I licked his testicles, giving him the highest treatment. As his penis entered my daughter's vagina, I knew that our future, as mother and daughter, was secure again.

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