[Urban] My Mother-in-Law's Groans (Complete) - 7-9

Chapter Twenty-Two: The Re-rape of the Beautiful Sister-in-Law

My right hand reluctantly left her firm, elastic breasts, roaming freely over her smooth skin, unwilling to miss a single corner. It glided over her silky, plump belly, heading straight for the fragrant paradise. This private sanctuary, untouched for over a decade, was now invaded. The noble goddess, who had been gradually intoxicated by her lover's gentle touch, reflexively arched her body, clamped her legs together, and cried out in a soft voice, "No!"

But at this moment, the gentle boy had become a domineering flower plucker, his large, rough hand still covering her most sacred, soft mons pubis, refusing to withdraw even a step, his fingers expertly tracing rhythmic movements on her petals.

The stream gushed forth from the ravine, wetting my invading fingers. My middle finger slowly parted the tightly closed petals, inserting itself into the secret cave hidden beneath the lush grass. The moment it entered, Aunt Yulian, who had always tried to maintain a dignified image in front of me, completely collapsed. She reacted violently, shaking her head and twisting her body, involuntarily letting out moans: "Ah...oh..."

Forced into her sensitive, sacred private parts by the boy, Aunt Yulian felt an unbearable restlessness. She wanted to pull away from his fingers, but the masculine heat from his hand pressing firmly on her vulva had already made her whole body numb, leaving her powerless. For the first time in her life, a man other than Wenxing had touched her most private parts. The long-awaited sensual stimulation filled her with excitement mixed with shame and anticipation. My techniques were a hundred times bolder and more skillful than Wenxing's; his unbridled nature gave her an unprecedented thrill.

Although she maintained her elegant demeanor and constantly forced herself not to be too unrestrained and lewd, as my fingers kneaded and explored her moist, open secret, waves of pleasure spread from her lower body to her entire being. Her tightly closed petals parted slightly, as if yearning, revealing the tender pink labia inside. A wave of heat surged up from her lower body, and the uncontrollable desire within her finally erupted. With a series of soft moans, streams of lustful fluid gushed from her alluring opening, soaking the white sheets.

The unbearable tingling sensation made Aunt Yulian's consciousness float away, losing all sense of time and place. The overwhelming tingling and passion became unbearable; the raging fire of desire burned away all her restraint and reason. Her long-suppressed primal desires had been fully aroused. She gasped for breath, occasionally sticking out her nimble tongue to lick her slightly parted cherry lips, as if she were starving for them. Her flushed skin was covered with glistening beads of sweat, and her slender waist swayed like a snake, unconsciously responding to her lover's caresses. Her shapely, long legs were no longer tightly closed.

The relentless surge of carnal pleasure assaulted her reason time and again, until finally her lower body unconsciously twisted and thrust, much like a woman long deprived of love. Her mind was consumed by primal desire; elegance, dignity, and morality were all irrelevant to this noble goddess. The unbearable emptiness caused her to abandon all restraint, her eyes gleaming with desire, her voice a seductive cry: "I...please, have mercy on me! Please, stop teasing me! Come on, I'm in so much pain!"

Hearing this graceful, unattainable fairy descended from heaven, finally succumbing to his omnipresent seduction, unable to resist her rising lust, she cast aside the constraints of propriety and the pretense beneath her noble mask, pleading with him to mount her quickly, to ride and ravage her mature beauty and alluring charm. As I touched her body, I felt a surge of imperial pleasure. "Aunt Yulian, is it really okay? Am I dreaming?"

Aunt Yulian shyly opened her beautiful eyes, overflowing with spring-like passion, her gaze filled with expectation. She nodded slightly, her heart filled with deep affection, then closed her eyes again, saying coyly, "You big bad guy, you just love teasing me. I'll do whatever you want with me."

Hearing the alluring words of this stunning beauty, who was completely at my mercy, a burning heat immediately spread from my lower abdomen. I could no longer resist. I first moved Aunt Yulian's burning body to the center of the bed, then jumped onto her incomparably beautiful body. Her crystal-clear body, beautiful face, captivating fragrance, and intoxicating aura made me feel as if I were burning with fire, and my erect penis swelled and ached.

I gently pried open Aunt Yulian's snow-white legs with my knees. Her supine body swayed slightly, her high breasts heaving rapidly, radiating an indescribable spring-like aura. I raised my erect penis, aiming it at her sexy and alluring vulva. I first gently rubbed it back and forth at the entrance, then teased and stimulated her rosy clitoris. Her honeyed orifice, unable to withstand the stimulation, overflowed with shameful lustful fluids.

My thick penis first pushed in inch by inch, then forcefully thrust it all the way in. Although the opening was narrow and tight, the overflowing, warm, tender, and elastic vulva still fully swallowed my long penis, burying it completely in one go.

"Ah..." Aunt Yulian cried out softly, as if unable to withstand the sudden, fierce assault. Her delicate brows furrowed, tears streaming down her face. She was as frail as a willow in the wind, causing the boy, who had initially intended to ravage her, to feel an overwhelming tenderness. He bent down, gently smoothing her disheveled hair with his hands, and whispered, "I'm sorry, I hurt you." He gently wiped away the tears from Aunt Yulian's cheeks, kissed her shy lips, and lightly bit her straight nose, tenderly caring for this stunning beauty who was momentarily flustered.

His erect penis remained inside Aunt Yulian's warm, moist opening, no longer thrusting, waiting for her to gradually adjust. Under her lover's tender caresses, the slight pain gradually subsided. In the shy and awkward silence, the large, hot, and hard penis between her legs brought a full, throbbing sensation and waves of tingling pleasure. Her misty, tearful eyes slowly transformed into a tender gaze. The long-awaited, intoxicating pleasure ignited all the sexual desire she had suppressed for ten years. Her

passion was rekindled, and she let out a soft moan, unconsciously twisting her body, her slender waist and full hips swaying gently, enjoying the tingling pleasure brought by the friction between the penis and her honeyed orifice. At this moment, she was like a delicate flower, shy and fragile, yet yearning for the nourishment of life.

I could certainly understand her reaction and needs, and secretly felt smug. I asked, somewhat knowingly, "Aunt Yulian, does it still hurt?"

Aunt Yulian blushed deeply. "It's...it's not anymore, but...it's very...it's very itchy inside."

I gently nibbled on Aunt Yulian's delicate earlobe and softly asked, "Then what should we do?" Upon hearing this, Aunt Yulian was overwhelmed with shame, like a virgin experiencing her first time, unable to answer. Seeing this, I stopped teasing and gradually began to thrust slowly, pressing my broad chest against her firm, proud, and incredibly soft breasts, squeezing and rubbing them—it felt incredibly pleasurable.

Long deprived of a man's affection, her mature body, unsatisfied, was burning with desire. Under my teasing, rubbing, and gentle thrusting, her delicate nipples hardened, her alluring body writhed violently, her bright red lips parted slightly, uttering intoxicating sounds, her slender waist swaying ecstatically, welcoming the large, deep penis inside her. Seeing the noble goddess pinned beneath me, consumed by lust, constantly moaning and groaning, I knew I had drawn her into the passionate frenzy of lovemaking.

My movements, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, thrust in and out of her flesh, driving Aunt Yulian to the brink of ecstasy. Seeing Aunt Yulian's wanton appearance, I increased the speed and force of my thrusts, a series of powerful strokes penetrating deep into her flesh, striking her sensitive clitoris. Her vaginal fluids overflowed like a burst dam, echoing the relentless slapping of my firm abdomen against her snow-white mons pubis, producing a series of slapping sounds.

For ten years, Aunt Yulian could only weave springtime fantasies in her dreams or barely scratch the itch with her fingers. Finally, she tasted the long-lost pleasure of lovemaking again. Unable to resist the waves of tingling, itchy, and numb pleasure coming from her vagina, she breathed heavily and moaned beautifully: "Ah...so comfortable...ah...so beautiful...ah..."

I lifted my upper body and victoriously rode on her beautiful and noble body. Looking at the stunning beauty beneath him, being whipped by his huge rod, crying out sweetly and desperately cooperating, she was now at his mercy, a conquest that he could devour at will. The unparalleled pleasure of conquering her body and mind made him thrust even more vigorously.

The exquisite pleasure, both painful and pleasurable, caused her to let out inexplicable moans and groans, her willow brows furrowing slightly from time to time: "I, gently... ah... harder... oh..."

I watched as Aunt Yulian, usually dignified and elegant, became so wanton after her long-suppressed desires were aroused, her penis thrusting in and out with great force. Her long-neglected garden was still very tight, and each thrust made her penis feel very comfortable. Coupled with her moans and pleas for mercy, it aroused me even more.

Under the constant teasing of her dream lover, Aunt Yulian's alabaster-like body grew hot, her cheeks flushed, her eyes glazed, and she moaned incessantly, completely intoxicated by the carnal pleasure of lovemaking. The noble goddess, burning with desire and thirsting for more, raised her bent legs and tightly hooked them around my back, allowing her young lover to ride on her mature and alluring body. She fiercely raised her buttocks, her wild twists matching my thrusting hips, completely and involuntarily sinking into the surging waves of carnal pleasure.

On the violently shaking Simmons mattress, Aunt Yulian cried out and moaned with abandon, emitting seductive moans that were both soul-stirring and soul-melting. Primal lust triumphed over reason and ethics; long confined to her empty chambers, she was intoxicated by my vigorous advances, as if releasing all the pent-up desire of her years.

Full of energy, I was no longer content with the normal supine position on the bed. I grabbed Aunt Yulian's upper body and lifted her up. Aunt Yulian, lost in her wanton confusion, was suddenly struck by the sight of herself and me naked face to face, our lower bodies still tightly joined. Her cheeks flushed crimson, and her alluring eyes closed shyly, too afraid to move. I pulled her soft, naked body into my arms, stood up from the trembling Simmons mattress, and began thrusting my large, hot penis up and down within her tight vagina.

Aunt Yulian, fearing she might slip, clung to my body like an octopus. Her delicate, firm nipples rubbed against my bare chest with each of his vigorous thrusts. The massive penis pounded deeper and deeper into her tight vagina, an irresistible pleasure overwhelming her. She frantically responded, moaning and groaning, her breath coming in gasps of pure, intoxicating pleasure. Finally, Aunt Yulian let go and cried out, "Ah...ah...so...so beautiful...uh...oh...ah...I'm flying...flying!"

"Ah! I can't take it anymore, I'm going to cum!" The penis

continued its relentless thrusting in and out of her vagina, glistening with sticky, lustful fluid, making obscene noises. She felt her vagina burning hot, her vision blurring, her soul fading, rising and falling again in the raging sea of desire. Extreme pleasure coursed through her body, an unbearable tingling and itching sensation coursing through her. Aunt Yulian arched her slender waist, a heart-stirring moan escaping her nose. A spasm erupted within her vagina, and warm, slippery vaginal fluid gushed out like a gushing fountain, the large, hot glans pressing against her clitoris.

I, too, was so comfortable that I no longer wanted to control my unbridled lust. After a tremor, my ejaculation occurred, and a large gush of hot semen shot powerfully into the dark, deep womb of the noble goddess. Streams of fluid, a mixture of warm, sticky, and viscous fluid from both of us, flowed from deep within her body, soaking the point where our bodies were joined. We could no longer stand, our limbs intertwined as we collapsed onto the trembling Simmons mattress, panting heavily.

After climaxing, Aunt Yulian's entire body went limp, but her limbs remained tightly wrapped around me like an octopus, keeping his penis inside her vagina.

"Is it comfortable?"

"Mmm..." Aunt Yulian nestled nestled in the man's passionate embrace, her starry eyes slightly parted, a soft "mmm" playing on her lips, her voice filled with boundless satisfaction and allure, deeply immersed in the unparalleled comfort of her climax. The

carnal climax gradually faded in the cool of midnight, and the moral constraints that were difficult to completely erase surged back into her heart. For ten years since Wenxing's death, she had remained chaste, so why was she now unable to resist, her long-suppressed desires stirred by this young lover, wantonly yielding to this cursed star in her destiny?

Especially since this young lover was the neighbor boy who had called her "Mama Shen" and her son "Brother Shen" since childhood, Aunt Yulian couldn't help but feel ashamed for indulging her desires and ashamed for her dissolute behavior. Her eyes were filled with confusion, and she suddenly sighed softly, saying, "Am I... am I very lewd? Are we committing a crime?"

I could feel her struggle and unease after the passion cooled down. I put my hands around her slender waist and pressed the two of them tightly together.

“Aunt Yulian, you’ve worked so hard for the past ten years. By day, you’ve been battling it out in the cutthroat business world, and by nightfall, you’ve endured the loneliness of being alone. Now, finally, your son is grown up and can take over your mantle. You should pursue other things in life that are worth cherishing. A woman at forty is like a flower in full bloom, deserving to be admired and enjoyed. You are that blooming, beautiful flower, entitled to seek someone who appreciates and cherishes you, to nourish and nurture you, so that your flower may bloom even more beautifully.”

I paused, then continued, “You shouldn’t bury your youth in the daily repression and loneliness. Primal sexuality is a natural need for you as a mature woman. There’s no need to be ashamed! It’s something you should and should pursue.”

Hearing my understanding and loving explanation for her promiscuity, Aunt Yulian’s anxious heart calmed down considerably. If even I couldn’t understand her feelings and needs and instead mocked her, she would truly die of shame.

Thankfully, I considerately exonerated myself from the shackles of morality. She embraced him tenderly, joyfully accepting this destined soulmate. Her cherry lips parted slightly, her breath sweet as orchids, and she said, "In ten years, I've never been as happy as these past ten days! Life is no longer monotonous; every day is full of surprises. That's why I willingly accepted your devilish temptations and teasing. You are truly my nemesis."

Hearing this extraordinary, strong woman's tender, submissive, and infatuated expression, my wildness rekindled: "Aunt Yulian, you're all sticky. Shall we take a bath together?"

Aunt Yulian blushed immediately, shyly lowering her head, neither agreeing nor refusing, only displaying a demure and submissive expression. Seeing the delicate beauty in my arms, my heart stirred. I thought, no matter how noble a woman is, when you possess her body and soul, she will abandon her pride and become a clingy little bird. Before Aunt Yulian could answer, he reached out and scooped her up in his arms, softly asking, "Where's the bathroom?"

Aunt Yulian blushed with embarrassment and dared not answer, only pointing with her trembling little finger to the right side of the bed. It turned out that, for the sake of the bedroom's overall design, the bathroom was hidden behind an elegant sliding door next to the wardrobe. The bathroom was much larger than many people's master bedrooms, at least seven or eight square meters in size, fully equipped with a sophisticated shower, steam room, sauna, and jacuzzi, reflecting Aunt Yulian's distinguished status and immense wealth.

A cabinet was filled with a dazzling array of skincare products; no wonder this woman, who should be over forty, could still maintain the alluring beauty of a woman in her thirties and the flawless skin of a young girl, while her mature charm was far beyond what an inexperienced young girl could possess.

Under the soft light of the bathroom, a stunningly beautiful, gracefully proportioned, and exquisitely smooth body stood naked in the room, exuding an irresistible allure and a fragrant aroma.

I admired her shy yet captivating beauty as I turned on the tap. The splashing water clung to Aunt Yulian's naked body, making her blush and glow. Her breasts, glistening with water droplets, resembled ripe peaches after a rain shower, sweet and tempting. Pearl-like droplets dripped from her smooth breasts, sliding down her beautiful navel, across her flat stomach, and finally moistening her glossy pubic hair. The scene was like a captivating animation.

"Let me help you apply shower gel!"

Without waiting for her response, I began to carefully apply it to this shy and beautiful woman. Aunt Yulian blushed deeply at this unexpected gesture, her head bowed low as she shyly accepted her lover's unrestrained caresses. Why did this young man have so many strange and wonderful tricks up his sleeve? And why did I always willingly let him manipulate me? Was it this mischievous boy's passion and vitality that so deeply attracted me, making me unable to resist and a prisoner of his love?

Taking advantage of the opportunity to lather her with soap, I caressed the smooth, delicate skin of this beautiful woman with boundless affection. I teased her full, soft breasts and her small, adorable rosy nipples, gently stroked her slender, graceful waist, ran her smooth, white belly, and played with her round, pert buttocks. Turning her around, I didn't even spare her straight, elegant, silk-smooth back. My relentless teasing and flirting made the shy, elegant, and noble goddess in my arms breathe heavily and blush with embarrassment once again. After finally

finishing lathering her with bath gel, knowing she was shy, I didn't let her lather me up. I quickly and haphazardly lathered myself up, then cupped her shyly lowered head in my hands and pressed my lips deeply into her luscious red lips, kissing Aunt Yulian until her face flushed, her heart pounded, her body went limp, and she was almost breathless.

Afraid of slipping in the wet bathroom, she could only wrap her arms tightly around my strong waist. Our naked bodies, both covered in shower gel, were pressed together without any gap. The shower gel made our beautiful bodies even softer and smoother.

Our limbs twisted and turned, chest to chest, thigh to thigh, rubbing each other with shower gel. This unprecedentedly wonderful experience stimulated Aunt Yulian's tender, rosy nipples, causing them to swell and turn red, bringing her immense pleasure. Suddenly, she felt a series of sensations pressing against her lower abdomen. It turned out that my thick, hard penis had become erect and stiff again in a short time, pressing against her soft lower abdomen, eager to move.

Waves of novel and intoxicating stimulation surged forth, and the pent-up passion, which had been dormant, was rekindled under the deliberate teasing of the young lover's extraordinary energy. Aunt Yulian, burning with desire, writhed her body and let out murmured moans, yearning to reach another peak of lust.

Seeing Aunt Yulian's alluring and seductive appearance, I mischievously turned on the tap again, the water spraying down on both of them, washing away the foam and slightly cooling the burgeoning desire.

I pulled her into my arms and laid her flat in the hot tub, which was already filled with hot water. The spacious tub rippled with fragrant water, and her flushed body and full, soft breasts floated and swayed in the current, alluring and captivating. I couldn't resist kneeling on either side of her alluring form, reaching out to grasp and knead her breasts in my hands. The soft yet firm touch was incredibly pleasurable. I exclaimed, "Aunt Yulian, your breasts are so big and round, so soft and elastic to the touch, it feels so good!"

Her breasts, freshly cleansed with the gentle bath gel, were indescribably white and delicate. I passionately kissed her alluring, firm breasts, enjoying her voluptuous, mature body. My hard, erect penis, as I knelt and leaned forward, repeatedly touched Aunt Yulian's soft, sexy abdomen, stimulating her slender and beautiful body. Although they had just experienced passionate lovemaking, this was the first time in her life that they had been able to play together naked in the bathtub like this. A mixture of novelty and curiosity, along with shyness and embarrassment, filled her, leaving

her completely at the mercy of her young lover's various tricks. I pulled Aunt Yulian, who was lying flat in the bathtub, up and slid into the water, so that I was lying flat in the tub myself. I wrapped my large arms around Aunt Yulian's slender waist, slowly lifting her soft, boneless body. Adjusting the angle, I aimed her moist, slightly parted vulva at my already erect and throbbing penis and gently lowered it. "Ah!" My penis broke in once more, and Aunt Yulian let out a loud moan, whether from pain or pleasure, she couldn't tell.

Being manipulated in this position for the first time, she felt shy as her penis seemed to penetrate deeper, touching places that she couldn't reach in normal intercourse positions. Confused, weak, and helpless, Aunt Yulian was startled by this completely unfamiliar position and didn't know what to do. As if seeking something reliable, she leaned down to hug me and lean against my broad chest, but I refused. I grabbed her arms and pushed her up, making her straddle me.

At the same time, her hands moved to grasp her soft, fragrant breasts, kneading them incessantly. Ignoring her shyness and helplessness, she whispered, "Aunt Yulian, don't be shy. Open your heart. Move around a bit, find your favorite angle and pressure."

Stimulated simultaneously, Aunt Yulian's soft body couldn't help but arch her back and sway her hips, her plump buttocks repeatedly striking my crotch. My penis thrust in and out of her mysterious, sacred flesh cave. This horse-riding motion, with each thrust of my thick, hard penis, struck the deepest, most sensitive part of her vagina, bringing unprecedented pleasure. Her full nipples swayed in the air, sometimes dripping a few drops of moisture. All restraint and dignity were no longer necessary.

Aunt Yulian, in her wanton abandon, adjusted the angles and pressure herself, sometimes moaning and panting, sometimes crying out in lewd cries. All constraints were released, and she selflessly threw herself into the pursuit of primal lust. Her once pure and refined face was now filled with endless allure; her once clear and bright eyes were now burning with raging lust.

The sounds of the rushing water, the slapping of flesh against flesh, and the gasps and screams of satisfied pleasure filled the air, weaving together into a melodious symphony. I held Aunt Yulian tightly around her slender, boneless waist, and began to thrust my large penis in rhythm with her movements, pumping and pounding relentlessly. Her exquisite body rose and fell against me, her large, firm breasts undulating in dazzling waves.

Under my intense thrusting, Aunt Yulian's face flushed, her eyes glazed with desire, and she writhed wantonly, uttering ecstatic, dreamlike moans and cries! Casting aside all past repressions, she wantonly yielded to this destined lover, relentlessly and wildly fucking him, fully enjoying the pleasure and satisfaction brought by primal lust.

Under such intense stimulation, Aunt Yulian's mind went blank. She could think of nothing but the excruciating, dizzying pleasure of carnal desire. The massive penis thrust deeper and deeper into her tight vagina, her heart soaring to the heavens. Suddenly, her legs clamped tightly around the boy's body, her whole body trembled violently, and she cried out in a hoarse voice. A gush of vaginal fluid gushed out like a spring, reaching the pinnacle of ecstasy in their union.

After her release, Aunt Yulian, limp and powerless, collapsed into my arms, her full, mature body comfortably embraced by her young lover, as we soaked together in the warm pool. Her cheeks, flushed and radiant after the climax, were filled with the sweet afterglow of a storm. Aunt Yulian parted her cherry lips slightly, her breath sweet as orchids, and said, "The pleasure of climax between a man and a woman is so wonderful, I have never experienced anything like it in my life! Why didn't I meet you sooner?"

Such affectionate and seductive words were more intoxicating than the strongest aphrodisiac. My unsatisfied desire surged, and I embraced her, thrusting into her again with great force. Only then did Aunt Yulian realize that my penis was still hard inside her. Her face paled, and she begged for mercy, "Oh! Please, have mercy! I really can't take it anymore, I can't... I can't... Ah!"

Seeing the usually dignified, elegant, and noble goddess become so weak and vulnerable after her climax, unable to withstand the renewed stimulation, pleading for mercy, I paused for a moment, then stopped, lovingly kissing her forehead and the tip of her nose, enjoying another kind of beauty in my warm embrace.

The lukewarm water massaged my languid body after our passionate lovemaking, so comforting that I longed to lie in the bathtub, savoring the tender, enchanting atmosphere. A lover is priceless, and I'm so glad I had you, allowing me to rediscover another climax in my life. The gradually cooling water helped us regain our energy, and after showering, I picked up my docile beauty and we lay down on the spacious, comfortable Dumeng mattress, falling asleep in each other's arms.

The soft light filtering through the curtains awakened us from our night of frenzied passion.

"Aunt Yulian, did you sleep well?"

Remembering how I had indulged my lover's advances the previous night, shamelessly responding to this elusive star, engaging in frenzied lovemaking, experiencing unprecedented pleasure and climax, Aunt Yulian, still naked beside him, remained silent, only letting out a soft "hmm" in response, her eyes radiating boundless love still tinged with springtime passion.

Seeing the tenderness in the eyes of my beautiful, pitiful woman, I embraced Aunt Yulian, who was nestled against my chest, and gave her a passionate kiss. "Won't you find it difficult to share a bed with me?"

She gently bent her body, pressing her cheek against my chest, her right hand softly stroking my broad chest, and said with infinite tenderness, "Now I understand why some women are willing to abandon fame, fortune, and status, just for a man they love. I never knew lovemaking could be this beautiful. No bed is as comfortable as your broad chest. I truly wish I could lie in your arms forever, falling asleep in your arms, waking up in your arms. I! I'm so happy, so comfortable. Without you, I don't know how long I would have to endure this lonely and desolate life!"

Hearing this elegant and graceful goddess's bold and unreserved confession, I pulled Aunt Yulian close to my chest, tenderly stroking her hair, her beautiful back, and her jade-like buttocks. The goddess's full, soft breasts pressed against my broad chest, each movement bringing unparalleled pleasure. "Aunt Yulian, did you have trouble sleeping the past few days?

After you skipped swimming class that day, were you struggling with whether to bravely pursue the satisfaction of your desires? Did you decide to offer yourself up last night?"

"You're talking nonsense, I didn't say anything!" Aunt Yulian patted my chest lightly, feeling a shy embarrassment at having her thoughts exposed, and stubbornly denied it.

"Still saying you didn't? Look, even the pillowcase has been changed to a pattern of flowers and a full moon. Doesn't that mean you have some expectations?"

"You're so naughty, always thinking such things!" I never expected my observant lover to see through my deepest desires so easily. I could only whine and whine, burying my flushed head against him.

The playful banter between lovers was so sweet and touching. I wasn't about to let the already exhausted beauty off the hook. I cupped her flushed cheeks in my hands. "You're lying. I can hear your heartbeat, and from it, I can decipher even more subtle thoughts. Tell me honestly, did you realize that our time alone together was running out, so you sent Zhang Ma away while meticulously preparing last night's lovers' banquet?"

I chuckled and continued, "You even went to great lengths to choose your clothes, all to present yourself as the most alluring offering at the banquet. Hmm! That gold-embroidered dress perfectly showcased your noble bearing and graceful figure. Aunt Yulian, you truly have excellent taste and vision. However… perhaps there's another unspoken thought: that gold-embroidered dress with its thin straps has another advantage—it can be easily slipped off, avoiding too much embarrassment, right?"

With a soft cry of "Ah!", all her emotional shifts were laid bare, her desire exposed to her lover's unwavering gaze. Aunt Yulian, her body burning with desire, writhed against him for a long while before finally grumbling, "You're so naughty! You can't hide anything from me! You knew I'd already surrendered, given you everything, yet you still teased me, making me so ashamed! You're so naughty! So naughty..."

“Aunt Yulian, if I don’t do this, how can I see your noble goddess descended to earth, so shy and delicate? If I don’t push you into a corner, you won’t open your heart and pursue your desires in life. Aunt Yulian, I’ve been holding back for so long, you know? Especially when your super beautiful, voluptuous, mature, and alluring body is moving all over me. You still owe me one yesterday.”

Lying on my chest, flirting and exchanging sweet nothings with her lover, Aunt Yulian was both moved and embarrassed. When she heard her lover asking for love again, she felt a burning sensation from my penis touching her inner thigh. She didn’t know when my erect penis was already stirring at the entrance of her secret place. Aunt Yulian’s face turned red, and she said coquettishly, “I, please spare me! I’ve never been this crazy in ten years. Yours is so thick and so big, and… I… I… it hurts a little down there.”

"Ah! I'm sorry, I have no experience and don't know my own strength. Let me see what's wrong?" After turning Aunt Yulian over to lie flat, I sat up with concern and was about to separate Aunt Yulian's legs.

"Ah! I...don't want to see!" Aunt Yulian was so shy that she almost wanted to disappear into the ground. She quickly turned to the side and shrank back, saying shyly.

"It's okay, don't be shy, let me see what's wrong." I gently but somewhat forcefully straightened her beautiful body and parted her snow-white, rounded legs. I saw that at the base of her snow-white, smooth thighs, her vulva was high and protruding, covered with soft, fine pubic hair

. Her two pink petals were tightly closed, and through the tightly closed seam, I could vaguely see the alluring, sexy jade hole. Her two tender labia were indeed a little red and swollen. Thinking of a woman's most mysterious and sacred private parts, being stared at so closely by a man's fiery gaze, Aunt Yulian was so ashamed that she closed her eyes tightly and didn't dare to move.

"It's really a bit swollen and red!" I whispered gently and tenderly, while simultaneously, images of the 69 position in adult films—where men and women perform oral sex on each other—flashed through my mind. This method of intercourse would avoid aggravating the swollen vulva and allow me to try a new and exciting technique that even Sister-in-law Shen had never attempted.

Seeing Aunt Yulian's shyly closed eyes, I straddled her, leaning down to bury myself in her perpetually sunless secret garden. I extended my tongue, licking and swirling it along the inside of her glistening, smooth thighs. Seeing a slight trickle of moisture seeping from the juncture of her petals, my tongue, as if thirstily exploring the tender, moist crevice, gently rubbed and licked the swollen, broken labia, as if trying to heal and soothe its pain.

"Ah! Ah!" Under my nimble tongue's caresses, Aunt Yulian's already flushed face turned even redder, and a low, trembling sound escaped her lips. Even when Wenxing was still alive, during their more than ten years of intimate relations, the conservative and reserved Wenxing had never been so mischievous. This little devil must have learned so many tricks from somewhere, always making her feel both extremely embarrassed and incredibly excited.

As my nimble tongue relentlessly kissed, licked, bit, sucked, and nibbled, waves of indescribable pleasure surged through her brain. When my tongue parted the tightly closed, delicate petals and penetrated deeply into her jade crevice, the inexplicable, fresh, tingling sensation in her tender orifice made her writhe uncontrollably, her whole body trembling, emitting seductive moans, "Ah...oh...you're licking...licking me so hard...I can't take it." Panting, she

twisted, her jade buttocks high, her legs spread wider, her exquisite, soft petals and stamens moist and burning. I suddenly took her small, tender clitoris into my mouth, entwining and gently biting. This noble goddess, with no experience in oral sex, couldn't withstand such stimulation; instantly, a surge of spring tide welled up, her honeyed juices flowing freely, as if her soul had been scattered, reaching an unprecedented climax once more.

As Aunt Yulian gradually calmed down from the climax, thinking of my gentle and considerate concern for her safety, an overwhelming feeling of love welled up in her heart. Her beautiful eyes slightly opened, and just as she was about to express her feelings, she saw my erect, throbbing penis, still proudly erect and pulsating right in front of her. She was instantly filled with shame, her face burning red.

Never before had she seen a man's erect penis so close. Aunt Yulian was both embarrassed and curious. Her delicate, narrow, and barely perceptible private parts had been penetrated by this large thing, and violently thrust and pounded; no wonder they were red, swollen, and broken.

Yet it was this very, towering, ugly thing that brought her to an unprecedented ecstasy during intercourse, leaving her bewildered and infatuated, her heart fluttering with desire. Both her body and soul were completely conquered by it, willingly allowing it to ravage her noble and flawless body with its fierce and brutal invasion.

Thinking of her lover's restraint in releasing his lust from last night until this morning, afraid of hurting her tender love, she was deeply moved. She reached out her slender hand and gently grasped the thick penis in front of her. The hot, fleshy rod felt heavy and substantial in her small hand, trembling with youthful vitality. Aunt Yulian lovingly rubbed the large penis in her hand, feeling its gentleness and dominance. Unexpectedly, the already thick penis became even longer under her rubbing, the glans moist and smooth, the urethral opening slightly open as if ready to devour someone.

Aunt Yulian was speechless with admiration, her mouth dry. Whether it was from the dryness of her mouth or from her awe of its wonder, Aunt Yulian brought her small mouth close as if in worship, her delicate tongue shyly licking the slightly moist glans of the large penis, thinking of the supreme pleasure it had brought her.

As she licked, Aunt Yulian, filled with shame, realized that the large penis had become even harder and hotter under her licking, like a roaring beast. With a mixture of awe and pity, Aunt Yulian opened her cherry-like mouth and took the throbbing, erect penis into her mouth, sucking and stroking it, trying to soothe its long-suppressed "anger."

I watched as this once sacred and inviolable goddess buried her face between my legs, giving me oral sex with her sexy, fragrant cherry-like mouth. The stark contrast between goddess and goddess, angel and harlot, filled me with a conquering pleasure far more intense than physical pleasure. A tingling, numbing pleasure surged through me like waves with the stroking of Aunt Yulian's mouth, intensely stimulating my nerves, rushing straight to my long-suppressed lower abdomen. The semen I had held back all night could no longer be controlled; I roared, and my vaginal fluid gushed out like a spring.

In an instant, I plunged into Aunt Yulian's wet, warm mouth. Realizing I shouldn't have been so lewd towards this noble goddess, I hastily withdrew my

throbbing penis. The remaining force, still strong, shot onto Aunt Yulian's dark hair, flushed face, and slender neck, finally dripping onto her high, snow-white breasts. With the release of my semen, my long-suppressed urges were satisfied. I let out a comfortable groan, my whole body convulsing, unable to control myself for a long time. I never imagined that the obscene scenes I had only ever seen in Japanese adult films would appear before my eyes, and the heroine was the elegant fairy I had revered just days before.

I saw white semen trickling from the corner of Aunt Yulian's mouth, her glistening chest speckled with it, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears, her face filled with panic. I felt a mixture of triumph and pity, and said gently, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I just held back for too long and couldn't control myself."

Under my lover's tender comfort, Aunt Yulian gradually calmed down, and said softly, with a mixture of self-pity and forgiveness, "Oh! You little devil, I don't know where you learned so many tricks, making people feel ashamed and embarrassed time and time again, yet..." Time and again, I gave her a fresh and exciting experience she'd never had before. "You big bad guy! You've ruined her life; she's afraid she'll never be able to leave you again."

Every day after work, I'd go straight to Aunt Yulian's house. After dinner, it was just the two of us. Aunt Zhang even got a few days off from work. Then one day, Aunt Yulian told me she was pregnant and wanted to have the baby. She'd never had a child before, and she was finally pregnant and wanted to give birth to the child for her future, handing over the company to the child when they grew up.

I'm excellent in every way, especially my sexual performance. Without other women, how could Shanshan handle it? Every night, Shanshan was exhausted by me. Within a few days, her beautiful and lovely face showed signs of fatigue, and she had faint dark circles under her eyes. I felt so sorry for her that I didn't dare touch her for several days.

That night, I had dinner with Brother Jiang. It had been a long time since I'd eaten with him; I'd only spent more time with him these past few days because I had more free time. That night, Jiang Ge invited some friends over. I drank a small amount of alcohol, while Jiang Ge was thoroughly drunk by his friends. Finally, I carried Jiang Ge out. I knew he often didn't go home, but he was unconscious, and I didn't know where to take him, so I carried him back to his house.

It was late, and when I got back to his house, Jiao Sao was already asleep. I called her, and when she heard it was me, she angrily said, "It's so late, what are you still shouting for? If you don't leave, I'm calling 110!"

I told her I carried Jiang Ge back. Only then did she open the door. She let me carry Jiang Ge inside, and as soon as I put him down, he collapsed onto the sofa. Jiao Sao immediately grabbed a wet towel to wipe him down, complaining, "He never comes home at any time; he's only home drunk and has to be carried back."

It was clear that even though Jiang Ge had to be carried back, Jiao Sao was still happy that he was back. It seemed Jiao Sao really cared for Jiang Ge. I felt truly sorry for Jiao Sao.

Jiao Sao was truly virtuous. Watching her rush back and forth, hurriedly washing and changing Jiang Ge's clothes, while Jiang Ge remained motionless like a dead pig. I looked at Jiao Sao; she had probably just been woken from bed by me. Her hair was a little messy, with strands of hair falling in curls beside her pretty face, adding to her allure. Her sheer nightgown was semi-transparent, revealing her floral panties underneath. Her large breasts swayed dramatically as she walked quickly, making my eyes widen.

Perhaps feeling a little embarrassed for misunderstanding me earlier, Jiao Sao said, "Brother, go to the room and wash your hands. Look, you've gotten them all dirty."

I said it was alright, but still went into the room to wash my hands. While washing my hands, I saw Jiao Sao's clothes in the tub, and my lower body hardened. I reached out and touched the clothes she had just changed out of. I had just picked up the dress when Sister Jiao came in. I deliberately wiped my hands with the dress before leaving the bathroom. Sister Jiao said, "Where's the towel? Why are you wiping your hands with dirty clothes?"

I said it was alright. When Sister Jiao also came out of the bathroom, I saw her large, round breasts through the opening in her robe. I couldn't help but hug her and reach into the opening of her robe to grab her breasts.

Sister Jiao said, "You... what are you doing... let go!"

I hugged her tightly, stroking her as I pressed her onto the bed, saying, "Sister Jiao, I love you!"

Sister Jiao said, "Are you crazy... you even dare to do this to him..."

I said, "Keep your voice down, Brother Jiang won't wake up, Sister Jiao, I beg you, just this once."

Sister Jiao's voice indeed became very soft. She said, "Brother, please... don't..."

"Sister Jiao, give me this once, I'd rather die."

"Xue Ni is next door..." Sister Jiao cried out again, but immediately stopped instinctively.

I heard that Sister Jiao's daughter, Xue Ni, was in another room, so I didn't say anything more. Jiao Sao struggled beneath me, while I held her down, kissing her and kneading her large breasts. Then I pulled down my pants, my hard penis rubbing against her genitals through her nightgown, while my hands frantically rubbed her breasts. Jiao Sao struggled, making soft "uh...uh..." sounds.

We fought silently, the bed creaking. After a while, as I rubbed her breasts with one hand and massaged her vulva with the other, her resistance gradually weakened. Her nightgown was already wet. She only gripped my arms, neither pulling nor pushing, and her legs loosened. I easily pulled down her panties and tossed them aside, then spread her legs apart.

My powerful penis rested on her wet, plump vulva. With a thrust, Sister Jiao cried out, her fingers digging into my arm. I bent down and embraced her, simultaneously pressing my lips to hers. My tongue then smoothly entered her mouth, mingling with hers.

I thrust rapidly several times, and Sister Jiao's hands, which had been gripping my arm, transformed into two tendrils, tightly entwining me. After a while of vigorous thrusting, Sister Jiao cried out incessantly, then quickly covered her mouth with the blanket. I straightened up, stood on the edge of the bed, and pulled Jiao Sao's buttocks closer to the edge. We intertwined our fingers, and I thrust my enormous penis back and forth into her plump vagina. With each thrust, Jiao Sao's body swayed, her large breasts bobbing up and down inside her nightgown, as if they were about to spill out…

Outside the living room, Brother Jiang was dead drunk, fast asleep. He had no idea that his wife was being brutally raped by his sworn brother.

Actually, I had long coveted Jiao Sao. Back in the army, I had fantasized about making love to her. Since raping her last time, I had been even more obsessed with her voluptuous body. Now that I had another chance, how could I not enjoy it?

Besides, Brother Jiang hadn't used Jiao Sao in a long time; it was perfect for me. Her large breasts hadn't been caressed by a man in ages, and her vagina hadn't been penetrated by a man's penis in a long time. She definitely needed it. I sensed this when I was with her. You see, at first she resisted, but after my huge penis went in, she wanted to keep her chastity, but her body couldn't help but want it... As

I thrust in and out, she cried out, and after more than ten minutes, she grabbed me like a madwoman, tearing at me, and reached her first orgasm...

But I continued to thrust and pound relentlessly. How could Jiao Sao withstand it? She cried out repeatedly, and her fertile, moist vagina was dripping wet, soaking the blankets and her buttocks. Within half an hour, she had already climaxed five times. Finally, amidst her lewd cries and the spasms of her vagina, my penis swelled up dramatically. Just as I was about to ejaculate, I pulled out my penis, and the thick semen that filled my body shot out, flowing continuously towards Jiao Sao's vagina, lower abdomen, and large breasts.

When I felt that I could no longer ejaculate but my penis was still trembling, I knelt on Jiao Sao's upper abdomen and used her large breasts to clamp and rub my penis. Several more spurts of thick semen shot directly onto Jiao Sao's neck, face, and hair, leaving her beautiful face covered in spots of semen...

After climaxing, I fled from Brother Jiang's house. When I passed through the living room, Brother Jiang was still lying there drunk like a pile of mud.

The next day, I was still immersed in the pleasure of having slept with Jiao Sao. In the evening, Jiao Sao called me, her voice extremely gentle. She asked me to come over.

I was uneasy, unsure of what was about to happen. Perhaps Jiao Sao had already told Jiang Ge about the two incidents.

To be honest, although I didn't respect Jiang Ge as much as I did in the army, I was still somewhat afraid of him because he always had a fiery temper. But I went anyway, because I was capable of taking responsibility for my actions.

Unexpectedly, Jiao Sao showed no displeasure when she opened the door; in fact, she seemed quite happy, as if she had been anticipating my arrival. Jiang Ge wasn't home either; only Jiao Sao was there.

Jiao Sao closed the door, turned to face me, her alluring, watery, sparkling eyes brimming with spring-like desire, like a blazing fire that would scorch a man's heart.

She took my soft, slender hand and said, "Come with me..." I involuntarily followed her.

I observed her from behind. The room was dimly lit, and her long, jet-black hair was styled into a high bun, shielding her fair and delicate neck, displaying the charm and allure of a mature woman. Her golden evening gown, clearly newly purchased, had neatly overlapping patterns on it. Although it seemed a bit tacky, it was precisely this tackyness that made it sexy and alluring. The gown was very form-fitting, perfectly accentuating her voluptuous figure. Her full, rounded

breasts swayed with her steps, her rounded shoulders were slightly exposed, and her large, pink buttocks were beautifully and sensually upturned. Her skin was fair and delicate, her figure slender and curvaceous.

Especially striking was the high slit on one side of her gown, which revealed her long, plump, pink legs, making her incredibly alluring and captivating. Adding to this was the fragrance of her perfume and the scent of her flesh. The aroma was so enticing, it made me restless and lost in daydreams!

Sister Jiao pulled me to the dining table and made me sit down, then sat beside me. The dishes on the table were Sister Jiao's specialties; back in the army, A-Dong and I ate them again and again, and we truly envied Brother Jiang for marrying such a capable and culinary wife. It had been so long since I'd tasted Sister Jiao's cooking, and seeing it again filled me with mixed emotions, as if I were back in the days with Brother Jiang and Sister Jiao.

Sister Jiao poured me a glass of red wine, then poured one for herself. I sensed something unusual about Sister Jiao tonight; there was a warmth about her, and even something slightly vulgar that made her all the more sensual, like a prostitute in a hair salon who hadn't learned to flatter customers but was still coquettish. Everything felt somewhat unnatural, yet a strange allure permeated the room.

I took a sip of wine and asked, "Sister Jiao, what's wrong?"

Sister Jiao remained silent for a while, then her eyes welled up with tears, and she tried desperately to hold them back. I was somewhat bewildered, and said softly, "Sister Jiao, is it...that I've wronged you?"

Sister Jiao finally couldn't hold back anymore and threw herself into my arms, crying. After a while, she said aggrievedly, "Ah Feng, I really don't know how to live like this, I don't want to live anymore."

I was shocked, unsure if it was for me or something else. After a while, Sister Jiao calmed down a bit and said, "He hit me again, look, my arm."

I looked, and indeed, there were several clear bruises on my arm. I asked, "Sister Jiao, when did Brother Jiang hit you?"

"The morning after you brought him here, when he woke up, I told him he shouldn't have drunk so much, and after just a few words, he hit and kicked me."

"Sister Jiao, it's my fault, I shouldn't have brought Brother Jiang back."

I gently stroked Sister Jiao's injured arm. She leaned silently on my shoulder, and I suddenly remembered the first time I raped her, she had also just been hurt and leaned on me like this, and when I touched her to comfort her, I touched her breast. Thinking of this, my heart fluttered, and I couldn't help but wrap my other arm around her, gently stroking her. After a while, Sister Jiao's emotions returned to normal, and I continued stroking her. As I stroked her, my hand, which had been caressing her jade-like arm, slowly slid down to her left rib, naturally ending up on her breast.

Sister Jiao glanced at me and said, "I could tell you were up to no good when we were drinking earlier. You finally couldn't hold back anymore?"

I looked at her with ambiguous eyes and smiled foolishly. She had drunk some wine, and her cheeks were flushed, making her even more beautiful.

Jiao Sao didn't resist. She didn't move, letting me caress her. After a while, I felt I could go further and was about to caress her private parts when she gently pushed me away, saying, "I've been so bored these past few days, and I have no one to talk to. I was thinking of having you keep me company, but look at me, I almost cry. It's pointless."

Jiao Sao smiled again and said, "Ah Feng, why do you always try to take advantage of your sister-in-law? This won't do. Let's drink." "

I don't want to drink."

"Why?"

"Sister-in-law, you're too beautiful. I'm afraid I'll do something bad if I drink too much."

"You dare? Come on, have a drink."

"Unless you feed me, sister-in-law."

"How?"

"You drink it first, then I'll take it with my mouth, and you spit it out to me."

Jiao Sao's face flushed red. "You're so naughty. I can't do it."

"If you don't do it, I won't drink."

I said deliberately, then took the glass and gave it to Jiao Sao, but she wouldn't drink. I took a sip myself, sipped it, hugged Jiao Sao, kissed her sexy lips, and poured it into her mouth. After I forced her to drink a mouthful, she became interested and said, "You're so naughty." Then she took a sip herself and tried to force it down my throat.

After we drank a few mouthfuls from each other, Sister Jiao's face turned even redder. I knew she never drank alcohol. With a little alcohol in her mouth, my blood was also getting hot. I said, "Sister-in-law, stand up and let it drip down your throat. Let's see if I can catch it."

So Sister Jiao stood up, put one foot on my chair, took a sip, and above me, the bright red wine dripped down like a thread. I caught it about a foot below. Finally, she leaned down, hugged my neck, and kissed me.

Because she was standing with one foot on the ground and the other on the chair, her legs were spread wide. I put my left hand around her waist and hips, and my right hand went straight between her legs to tease her private parts. Even through her evening dress, the soft, smooth silk felt like nothing. I explored right up to her vulva. After a while, my fingers and the fabric on my hands were wet. Jiao Sao softened, her arms wrapped around my neck as she sat on my lap. I held her with one arm and slipped the other hand inside the slit of her evening gown, continuing to explore her intimate area. Jiao Sao wasn't wearing panties; her intimate area was soft and delicate, with a constant flow of vaginal fluid.

Jiao Sao murmured, "Ah Feng, do you know... those two times you raped me... I hate you so much...

you're the worst man in the world... so wicked it drives women crazy... you took my virginity... you've ruined my innocence... you're so bad! Why don't you rape me... ah... oh... you bad brother... oh..." I said, "Sister-in-law, I want to rape you again..."

Unexpectedly, my words made Jiao Sao's body go even weaker. She lay in my arms, moaning softly, her whole body shivering as if she had been electrocuted. This was a sign that a woman's body was aroused when she was being caressed by a man, causing her to become wet. I knew that Jiao Sao's reaction was a sign of arousal and heightened sexual desire, so I cupped her cheeks in my hands, turned her around, and kissed her. Jiao Sao opened her cherry lips and extended her fragrant tongue to seal my mouth, and the two of us began to lick each other passionately.

While I held her and kissed her with one arm, I slipped the other hand into the opening of her open evening gown, inserting it into her large, round breasts. Jiao Sao's breasts were like fully inflated balloons, soft and elastic to the touch. As I played with them and kneaded her nipples, the feeling was incredibly wonderful and comfortable.

Having had my fill of touching her large breasts, I returned to her intimate parts. My advances had ignited her desire, making her feel incredibly aroused. Her legs clamped tightly around my teasing hand. Though her desire was burning fiercely, her vagina felt both itchy and empty, desperately needing more intense stimulation to release her pent-up urges. However, she was, after all, a respectable woman. This time, unlike the previous two rapes, she felt a certain fear and shame.

"Ah! No…don't…I…oh…"

"Sister-in-law…I'll carry you to the room, and let you experience the pleasures of life…"

I scooped her up in my arms and carried her into the room, showering her with passionate kisses. She wrapped her arms around my neck, nestled in my embrace, letting me do as I pleased.

I carried her into the room, placed her on the bed, and quickly removed her evening gown. Then, in a few swift movements, I stripped myself naked, jumped onto the bed, and held her tightly in my arms. Jiao Sao's body trembled, her hands tightly embracing me, and she pressed her luscious red lips to mine, the two kissing passionately.

The previous two times I had raped her, I hadn't had a chance to truly appreciate her. I never imagined that at thirty-seven, Jiao Sao's breasts would be so beautiful, white as snow, high and firm like two mountain peaks, her nipples a vibrant rosy red, erect. I reached out and grasped her large breasts; they were so soft and incredibly elastic, so wonderfully comfortable to touch.

I rubbed, kneaded, and stroked them, playing with one after another, until her nipples were hard as red dates. I admired her beautiful body as I played with her.

Jiao Sao's snow-white, delicate body was truly a masterpiece of God. Even at thirty-seven, her skin was still so smooth and supple; her curves were still so slender and graceful; her face was so alluring and seductive, truly dazzling and radiant. Especially the small patch of glossy, short hair on her plump mons pubis was so sexy and alluring.

Although she had already given birth to children, her lower abdomen was still so flat and smooth. Her pink buttocks were round and large, her pink legs were long and slender, and she maintained such a plump, smooth, and intoxicating body. Her charm was truly unparalleled.

A beauty! A beauty! A beauty that is rarely seen in this world! I was speechless, my eyes were burning, my mouth was watering, my heart was burning, and my expression was tense and excited. I really wanted to swallow her whole and devour her to my heart's content.

But then I thought, such a beautiful, seductive, and alluring woman must not be rushed. If I were to finish her off in a few strokes, she would not only fail to get the pleasure of lovemaking, but it would also be a loss. I must be calm and composed, and proceed steadily so that she can get the highest enjoyment, and she will love me forever and be obsessed with me.

So I lowered my head and began to suck and bite her rosy nipple, while one hand caressed and kneaded her other breast, and the other caressed her plump, white buttocks, then moved to her hairy, fleshy cleft, teasing it until my hand was covered in wet, lustful fluid.

"Oh! I...I can't take it anymore...oh..."

My sister-in-law was panting heavily from my caresses, her legs twisting and turning, her eyes half-open and half-closed, her two moist, hot cherry lips fully revealing her sexual urges and desires, and she couldn't help but reach out a hand to caress my penis.

When her delicate hand grasped my large penis, she felt that it was thick, long, hard, and hot. When she stroked the glans, she saw that it was a huge glans with wide and thick ridges, like a large egg. If it were inserted into her plump little pussy, the feeling of being rubbed by the wide and thick ridges of the glans would be indescribably wonderful! After teasing her for a while, I lowered my head and used my mouth to suck on her two hairy, plump labia majora and minora, licking and biting her pink clitoris with the tip of my tongue, occasionally inserting the tip of my tongue into her vagina to lick and tease it.

"Ouch! My little darling...you're licking me...it's so itchy and sore...oh...oh oh...please stop biting...biting that...that clitoris...sister-in-law...your whole body is being bitten...bitten...made...

made so uncomfortable...ah...stop...stop teasing...me...oh no...I'm going to come." The beautiful woman moaned incoherently, a stream of slippery, lustful fluid gushing out. I swallowed it greedily; this was the essence of a woman's body, the most nutritious tonic, capable of strengthening yang and tonifying the kidneys, something one could never tire of.

"Ah! My little darling! My dear brother...you're really going to kill me, I'm coming..."

After licking her peach blossom spring cave clean, I mounted her, spreading her two round, pink legs apart and placing them on my shoulders, with a pillow under her full, plump buttocks! This exposed her slightly parted, full, and plump mons pubis to me, making it appear even more prominent and erect. Between her two thick, hairy, purplish-red labia majora lay her red, peach-like vulva, from which a babbling brook flowed. I held my thick, long penis in my hand, first rubbing the glans against the entrance. I saw her plump buttocks thrusting upwards repeatedly as I rubbed it.

"Oh! Dear brother... stop teasing me... I... I really can't take it... anymore..."

After rubbing my glans against her vulva for a while, I felt her vaginal fluids increasing, and her vulva was burning hot—it was time to proceed. With a forceful thrust of my hips, my penis slid in about four or five inches with a "whoosh."

"Ouch!" Sister Jiao cried out, speechless. "It hurts..." She cried out in pain as she pushed against my lower abdomen. I could feel my large penis inside her tight, warm, and moist little pussy, a sensation that was indescribably pleasurable. Seeing her pushing against her lower abdomen, her pale face and furrowed brows, she looked like she was in unbearable pain.

Actually, although my penis had only penetrated a little over four inches into Sister Jiao's little pussy, the indescribable pleasure—a mixture of pain, numbness, soreness, and itching—gave her a feeling of fullness, tightness, and comfort. Her whole body trembled inexplicably, and her little pussy contracted and clenched tightly around my penis.

I thought that such a beautiful, sexy, and mature woman like her deserved to be cherished and possessed forever.

Although my lust was burning fiercely... My large penis felt incredibly pleasurable being gripped by her plump little pussy, but I didn't dare to thrust in too forcefully. So I switched to a grinding motion, slowly twisting my hips to rotate my penis inside her.

"Oh! Dear brother... your big cock... it feels so good... so comfortable... my little darling... oh ah... it's so itchy inside... please... scratch... my sweetheart..."

the beautiful woman moaned and cried out in a dreamlike voice! Her body seemed to leap up, ignoring the pain in her honey pot, she thrust her plump buttocks upwards, making her vulva repeatedly cover my large penis, forming a tight connection. My grinding motion made my large penis rub against her tender vaginal walls more closely and effectively. With each rubbing, the beautiful woman's whole body would convulse and tremble.

"Ah...good brother...dear husband...I feel so good...I...I can't hold back anymore...I'm going to come..."

I rubbed faster and faster, feeling a gush of hot, lustful fluid shooting out of her plump little hole, her vagina no longer as tight as before. So I pressed down hard with my hips, and with a "whoosh," my big meat stick was fully inserted to the bottom. It was warm and tight, extremely comfortable.

"Ouch!" she cried out, tearing at me tightly, her delicate body trembling and convulsing. A wave of pleasurable pleasure spread throughout her body, causing her legs to flare wildly, her plump buttocks to sway, and her hands to wrap around me like snakes. I didn't stop, slowly pulling my large penis out, then slowly inserting it again, pulling out, inserting... Each time, I touched the depths of her clitoris, making her moan and groan. Instinctively, she raised her pink buttocks, thrusting her vulva upwards! Upwards! Higher and higher!

"Ouch! My little darling... my sweetheart... I'm going to be killed by you... ah... so comfortable... so beautiful... you are truly my... my beloved little husband..."

I thrust faster and deeper, feeling her plump little hole warm and tight, her juices flowing out continuously, her clitoris gripping the head of my penis tightly, making me feel incredibly comfortable, like a volcano about to erupt.

Jiao Sao's cherry lips parted slightly, panting heavily, drenched in fragrant sweat, her eyes glazed with desire, her beautiful face displaying the joy of orgasm. She cried out in a wanton voice, "Ah... my little darling... you're so amazing... your big cock is... it's... it's going to kill me... I can't take it anymore... oh... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to die... oh no... I... I'm going to lose it again..."

My thick, long, and enormous penis thrust in and out fiercely, employing techniques like three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, six shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, and left and right thrusts. When it reached the bottom, I rotated my hips, making the glans press directly against the depths of her flower core, grinding it for a while. This superb technique made Jiao Sao tremble all over, her lustful fluids flowing out like a mountain torrent, wave after wave. Her legs kept contracting and relaxing, her whole body trembled, her plump buttocks shook wildly, and her blood was boiling to the extreme.

She cried out hysterically, "Oh my! My dear brother... my little husband... I'm going to die...

you're really killing me... my juices... are almost gone... you... why... why haven't you ejaculated yet... my little darling... please... quickly... quickly shoot your precious... nectar... into me... moisten your sister-in-law's... my little rascal... oh... sister... you're going to kill me..." I was also close to my climax, my big penis was so hard it hurt, I had to ejaculate, so I thrust and pumped hard, my whole body felt like it was going to explode. Especially my sister-in-law's plump little hole, like a baby sucking on a nipple, opened and closed wildly, sucking on the head of my big penis! The sucking made me feel like I was dying of pleasure, so I was not willing to give in, so I used my big glans to pound and stir wildly inside the flesh hole.

"Ah... dear sister-in-law... I'm going to cum... cum for you..."

"Ah! My little darling... you're killing me..." Thick streams of semen gushed out, reaching deep into Jiao's flower core. My penis trembled deep inside her, and the two of us clung tightly to each other. Jiao drifted off to sleep, dazed. In

the middle of the night, I raped Jiao twice more. The next morning, looking at the beautiful and charming Jiao, I couldn't resist lifting her legs and raping her again. For several days, Jiao dared not go out because my raping had caused her private parts to swell and burn. She was afraid to even take a step and was taking anti-inflammatory medicine at home. This was what Jiao told me when she called a few days later. However, she also said that even so, her flower core was throbbing hotly, and she had felt very comfortable these past few days. This was a wonderful feeling she had never experienced before.

I didn't visit Jiao Sao during the week she was taking her medication, only sending her flowers. Aunt Yan returned, and I shifted my focus back to her and Shan Shan. Aunt Yan alone captivated me; she was sexier, more alluring, a true sex symbol. The three of us—Aunt Yan, Shan Shan, and I—shared a bed, creating an inexhaustible energy that filled our room with the scent of spring every night…

Jiao Sao, however, had a unique charm, especially as a woman I had long admired and fantasized about. Her elegance and traditional ways also fascinated me. A week later, I brought a beautiful diamond necklace to Jiao Sao's place. As I hung it around her fair neck, moved by her gesture, my hand slid down to her large breasts…

After that, every so often, I would come and sleep with Jiao Sao in my arms.

Chapter

Twenty-Five, November 23rd: Aunt Mei's Enchanting Encounters in the Boudoir.

"Oh...you naughty little Feng...you naughty son-in-law...you're making me...feel so good...ah...oh...

so good..." "Baby...don't...do it anymore...Mommy...feels so...uncomfortable...it's so...itchy down there

...quick...darling...quick...give...give...give..." Having kissed Aunt Mei's beautiful peony-like breasts enough, I kissed her full, smooth belly from bottom to top, through her nightgown, until I reached her large breasts, then kissed her plump, firm breasts. I hugged Aunt Mei's waist and pounced on her, kissing her incessantly through her smooth nightgown, sucking and nibbling at her nipples.

Gradually, Aunt Mei's nipples hardened, becoming the size of grapes. When both nipples were erect, they bulged even more against her nightgown. I slipped the straps of her nightgown down her arm, pulling down the upper part of the robe, revealing a pair of full, soft breasts. Blue veins were visible on her fair skin. I rubbed and sucked on her nipples. They were hard and erect in my mouth. As I kissed her, I moved upwards to her snowy neck, her face, and finally her sensual lips.

We kissed for a long time without parting. I held her close with one arm, kissing her while the other hand kneaded her full breasts, and then gently massaged her smaller breasts... Her sensual, warm lips, her soft, hot tongue, her alluring face, her captivating moans, her mature and sexy allure, her noble and reserved demeanor—all of these fascinated me.

I stripped off my clothes, revealing my six-inch-long, ever-erect penis, and teased it against Aunt Mei's calves, thighs, and lower abdomen, all the way to her armpits. Then I pressed it against her large breasts, her nipples, and then between her deep cleavage, while simultaneously cupping her breasts with both hands and squeezing them together, letting her large breasts clamp my penis as I teased her.

Aunt Mei had never experienced such a heart-pounding tease before. She kept saying, "Oh! So naughty... naughty son-in-law...

so bad... so comfortable... ah... oh... so comfortable..." I lifted my penis upwards, reaching Aunt Mei's snowy neck, and after teasing it for a while, I pressed my penis against her charming face, gently rubbing the head of my penis against her face, eyes, nose, and sexy red lips...

"You little rascal... hurry... hurry and take me to bed..." Aunt Mei was already consumed by lust.

So I picked up Aunt Mei and went to her room. The room was already dimly lit. I laid Aunt Mei down on the bed and admired the beauty before me. Ah! She was truly dazzling. Her skin was as delicate as snow, her breasts

high and full, her nipples a deep reddish-brown, her areolas bright red, her abdomen flat with fine wrinkles,

her navel deep-set, her mons pubis like a large steamed bun, her clitoris the size of a peanut, pink in color, and her buttocks plump and large. The sight ignited my lust, and my penis swelled, especially the glans, which was as big as a child's fist.

Aunt Mei's alluring eyes were fixed on my penis, making her heart pound, and her vaginal fluids flowed involuntarily.

Aunt Mei's body, wrapped in her nightgown, was so beautiful, her figure so gracefully maintained. I lay on top of Aunt Mei, holding her, caressing her large breasts and the small breasts between her legs. The more I touched her, the more my lust rose.

Aunt Mei's plump buttocks swayed from side to side as she was touched, feeling an unbearable tingling and itching sensation. Her juices flowed freely, and she moaned and gasped, "My dear! Mommy really...can't...take it...anymore...stop...Mommy wants...

your...insert...Mommy..." Seeing Aunt Mei's expression, I knew it was time. So I stood up, without getting back on the bed, and grabbed a large pillow, placing it under Aunt Mei's buttocks. I spread her pink legs and raised them, positioning her at the edge of the bed in a doggy-style position. I held my penis and rubbed the head against her clitoris up and down.

Aunt Mei's face flushed red, she gasped for breath, her eyes brimming with desire, her body itching uncontrollably. She moaned, "Baby...darling...Mommy's pussy is so itchy...my whole body is so uncomfortable...stop rubbing...stop teasing me...Mommy can't take it anymore...hurry...insert...it...in...it..."

Aroused by Aunt Mei's alluring and seductive demeanor, my engorged penis swelled, and with a forceful thrust, the large glans slid in with a "whoosh."

Aunt Mei cried out "Ah!" feeling a tingling sensation throughout her body, from her feet to her palms. I stopped, and after a while, Aunt Mei said, "You little rascal...you're going in so deep..."

I said, "Aunt Mei, it's not all the way in yet..."

Hearing that it wasn't all the way in, Aunt Mei's heart skipped a beat, and she thrust her ample buttocks forward, crying out, "Baby! Quickly...harder...all the way in..." So I thrust in all the way.

"Ah...it feels so good..." The large glans pressed against her clitoris, and Aunt Mei's whole body trembled, her vagina tightened, and a gush of hot, lustful fluid shot out.

"Good boy...faster...harder..."

I felt extremely comfortable at this moment. Aunt Mei's flower core was like two hot, soft, and moist tongues, enveloping my penis. The tight grip made me not want to pull out. I hugged her and kissed her again before slowly thrusting while stroking her big breasts.

Aunt Mei's moans grew more and more urgent, uncontrollably becoming wanton: "Baby...I want you...to call me...Mom...

Mom...Quickly...call me...my dear...good flesh..." Aunt Mei was truly seductive. I thrust deeply into Aunt Mei's flower heart, lay on top of her, hugged her, and cried out: "Mom, my good mom..."

"Ah..." she responded. Just then, I felt a soft flow surge out from the depths of her honey hole. Aunt Mei said: "Oh...so comfortable...Baby...you're killing me...I want more...I want you to call me...Mom, move...call me..."

Aunt Mei's seductiveness aroused me even more. I pulled out and thrust in hard, while crying out: "Good mommy..."

"Ah...bad son-in-law...Mom wants you...to touch mommy's breasts..."

So I thrust faster and faster, while rubbing her big breasts with both hands, and kept calling out "flesh mommy," "baby mommy," "good mommy."

With each thrust, deep and rhythmic, hitting the flesh, after more than two hundred thrusts, a surge of heat rushed to my glans. "Oh... baby... darling, I feel so good... good boy... put down Mom... Mom...

legs... get on the bed... press down on me, Mom... wants to hug you... kiss you... quick..." So I put down Aunt Mei's legs and pushed her to the center of the bed. I followed and pressed down on Aunt Mei's delicate body. Aunt Mei also hugged me tightly with both hands, her legs wrapped tightly around my strong waist, twisting her slender waist and plump hips. We kissed.

"Baby... move... Mom... Mom's little hole is so itchy... quick... thrust hard... my dear... good flesh... touch Mom's breasts while you move..."

I was held tightly by Aunt Mei, my chest pressing against her large, full breasts, swollen, soft, and hot. My big penis was inserted into her tight honey hole, thrusting hard and fast, sometimes touching her clitoris.

"Oh...I'm dying...your big cock is touching...Mom's...womb...my heart...

darling...my precious little one...your big cock...it's making Mom...go to heaven, my love, my little husband, my love...faster...faster...I'm going to die..." Aunt Mei was intoxicated by my big cock's thrusting, her face flushed, she was already in ecstasy, her vagina was overflowing with lustful fluid, her heart was trembling, and she kept calling out: "My son, you are really...Mom's heart and soul...you've made me go to heaven...my lovely baby...Mom is going crazy with pleasure...my dear husband...fuck me to death...I'm so happy..."

Aunt Mei was so comfortable that her soul was floating, her spirit was ethereal, she hugged her arms and legs even tighter, her plump buttocks swayed desperately, and she thrust them high, cooperating with my thrusting. Her hysterical screams, her thrusts, her arching, and her tighter grip on my penis fueled my lust, driving me to a frenzy. Like a wild horse galloping, I gripped Aunt Mei tightly, thrusting with all my might, my large glans pounding against her clitoris like raindrops, the sounds of "plop, plop" filling the air.

Aunt Mei's large breasts, which had once nurtured my wife Shanshan, swayed violently up and down with the rhythm, wave after wave, one after another. Her vagina, filled with my penis, contracted and expanded with each thrust, her juices overflowing, flowing down her plump, white buttocks and soaking the sheets.

My powerful thrusts had brought Aunt Mei to the brink of ecstasy, causing her to tremble and pant heavily.

"My darling... my... sweetheart... I can't take it anymore... I'm so beautiful... I'm coming..."

After saying this, Aunt Mei suddenly squeezed her hands and legs even tighter, her honey hole rising higher and higher, "Ah... you're killing me." After a few thrusts, Aunt Mei ejaculated profusely, her hands and legs loosened, and she fell onto the bed, her whole body limp. Aunt Mei was exhausted at this moment. Her pampered body had never experienced such a storm.

When I looked at Aunt Mei, her eyes were slightly closed, the whites of her eyes rolled back, she was panting heavily, her face was flushed, and she was covered in fragrant sweat. Her full breasts trembled with her breath, and my big penis was still inserted in Aunt Mei's little hole. The warm and tight feeling was so comfortable. After a brief climax, Aunt Mei opened her alluring eyes, looking at me with passionate eyes, and said, "Baby, how are you so amazing? I almost died in your hands!"

I saw that Aunt Mei's face was flushed, and she was panting heavily. Her jade rose was even more beautiful than before. I couldn't help but lie on top of her, embracing her and kissing her, while caressing her full breasts. My big penis was throbbing inside her...

I wasn't in a hurry to thrust, letting Aunt Mei rest for a while, and I also caressed her body for a while longer. After more than ten minutes, her honey hole was unbearably itchy from being touched and kissed, and her desire rose again. She said in a sweet voice, "Little baby, are you tired? Lie down on the bottom... let Mom do it..."

I lay down beside her. Aunt Mei was no longer shy at this time. She turned over and sat on my lower abdomen, leaning down so that her two full breasts rubbed against my strong chest. Her two hot, fragrant lips kissed my lips, and she put her tongue into my mouth. The two of us were tightly entwined, hungry and greedy, sucking and licking fiercely.

"My darling...my dear husband...my sweetheart..."

Aunt Mei moaned softly, her jade-like hand gripping the large penis, aiming it at her flower bud, and pressing it down. "Ah!" she cried out, the large glans already inside her plump little hole. Aunt Mei's body convulsed and trembled, the large penis being swallowed inch by inch into her little hole, more than three inches deep. At this moment, I also launched my attack, thrusting upwards suddenly, and then pressing down on Aunt Mei's plump buttocks with both hands. I heard Aunt Mei cry out softly, "Ah! Gently! My darling...you...you...you're killing Mommy..."

"Dear Mommy! Move...hurry up..." Aunt Mei's pink buttocks rubbed and pressed, her body trembling, her eyes bloodshot, her eyes intoxicated with desire. She felt as if her whole body was melting in flames, so comfortable that she almost fainted.

"Mommy! Meat Mommy! Quick... move... harder... put it on..." I cried out, thrusting my hips upwards. Aunt Mei was on top of me, moving up and down. She was wearing a nightgown, and her large breasts swayed violently beneath it. Her voluptuous body and flowing hair made her look like a sexy jade Guanyin statue from below. I reached out and grasped her two swaying breasts through her nightgown, kneading and squeezing them.

"Baby...your...big meat head...is touching the flower core of my little hole again...ah! So comfortable, so beautiful...so good..." She rubbed and rotated with her plump buttocks, faster and faster, harder and harder, her plump buttocks swaying and twisting with her slender waist as she sat down, the cervix deep inside her vagina pressing against the large glans and rubbing, giving both of them the most wonderful enjoyment they would never forget...

When Aunt Mei sat on me, the flower core of my cervix was rubbed and rotated, sucked and drawn in, so comfortable that it aroused my wildness and made my lust burn even more. Seeing that Aunt Mei's intense "Guanyin sitting on a lotus" for more than ten minutes had already made her pant and sweat profusely, and the speed had slowed down, after all, Aunt Mei was already a woman of thirty-six or thirty-seven, how could she compare to the youthful vitality of her daughter Shanshan? I couldn't help but feel sorry for her, so I raised my upper body, leaned against the headboard, hugged Aunt Mei tightly, and changed to a sitting position. I lowered my head and took Aunt Mei's brownish-red nipple into my mouth, sucking, licking, and biting it.

"Mommy...your little fat hole...the flower inside...sucks...it feels so good, quick...suck...

suck a few more times..." Aunt Mei's plump buttocks moved up and down rapidly, like starlight, her whole body covered in fragrant sweat, her breathing rapid, her face flushed with spring, her eyes like silk, she looked truly captivating and alluring. I held her in my arms, my hips thrusting hard, pounding her hard, until Aunt Mei cried out in lust...

"Sweetheart...little husband...bite...bite Mommy's nipples...it feels so good...oh...Mommy's going to...

come...come...to her dear husband..." I felt another surge of hot, lustful semen rush towards my glans, making him cry out in pleasure: "Dear Mommy...don't come...I haven't...enough yet..." Aunt Mei had already collapsed weakly on top of me, unconscious.

I turned around and placed Aunt Mei on the bed, lying on top of her and beginning my final thrusts. With a series of fierce thrusts, Aunt Mei's labia opened and closed with each stroke of the large penis, the sounds of her juices flowing incessantly.

Although Aunt Mei was a middle-aged woman who had given birth twice, Uncle Lin didn't use her often, and his penis was much shorter than mine. When she encountered me, young and strong with a thick and long penis, and being a virile young man, coupled with the vigor of youth, my large penis felt like a red-hot iron rod, causing her vagina to gush with fluids. As a result, Aunt Mei experienced frequent orgasms, one wave higher than the next.

Her beautiful hair was scattered messily across the pillow, her pink face swaying from side to side, her hands tightly wrapped around my back, her plump buttocks thrusting upwards, her legs kicking wildly, and she cried out in a coquettish voice, "Ah... my darling... my dearest... my beloved husband... I can't

take it anymore... your big cock is so amazing... damn... my pussy is going to break... I'm ...

“Dear Godmother! My fleshy godmother… oh… your little fat hole… sucks… sucks… my cock…

it’s so… so incredibly beautiful…” I lifted Aunt Mei’s plump buttocks with both hands, thrusting, twisting, and rotating desperately.

“Baby! Mom… can’t take it anymore… oh… ba… ah… my good boy… I… am dying… ouch…”

Actually, she didn’t know what she was shouting, she just felt comfortable and pleasure, surging through every nerve in her body, causing her whole body to collapse. She convulsed and spasmed, then opened her small mouth and bit my shoulder. When Aunt Mei bit me, a pain seeped into my heart, “Ah! Dear Mom! I’m going to cum!” After saying that, my back went numb, my buttocks thrust several times, and a stream of hot semen shot out.

In that instant, I suddenly remembered Aunt Mei's earlier words about wanting me to ejaculate outside to avoid pregnancy. So I quickly pulled out, and the spurting semen landed directly on Aunt Mei's rosy, delicate face, the ends of her hair, her nose and eyebrows, her large breasts, her lower abdomen, and the opening of her vulva. The hot semen scalded her, causing her whole body to tremble, and she cried out, "It feels so good!" Her breath was weak, her soul almost leaving her body.

We both reached our climax. I straddled Aunt Mei's chest, using her large breasts to clamp and rub my penis, then stroked her delicate face with my fingers, spreading the specks of semen I had ejaculated on her face…

I felt completely relaxed, and we hugged Aunt Mei tightly, closing our eyes and falling asleep together.

In the middle of the night, I woke up to find myself sleeping beside Aunt Mei. In the soft light, Aunt Mei was so alluring and captivating. The thin blanket we shared was lightly covering her breasts and calves. I longed to gently kiss her. I calmed down and thought about it carefully for a long time, feeling utterly surprised and overwhelmed with mixed emotions. Aunt Mei is my mother-in-law, but she is so young and beautiful; honestly, she is the most captivating woman I have ever seen, including movie stars and works of art.

Aunt Mei was still asleep, and I suddenly remembered how she reacted with such pleasure during the last time I was with her, and how she blamed herself and others afterwards, filled with remorse. If

I didn't leave now, would I wait for her to wake up and blame me?

So I quietly got out of bed, but as soon as I got up, the movement of the Simmons mattress woke Aunt Mei from her dream. She asked groggily, "What's wrong?"

I whispered, "Aunt Mei, I have to go..."

She was still groggy and said, "Honey, where are you going in the middle of the night?"

I knew Aunt Mei must have mistaken me for Uncle Lin, so I stopped talking and was about to get out of bed when Aunt Mei reached out and grabbed me, "Sleep a little longer."

I didn't dare to move and didn't go back to sleep. After a while, Aunt Mei, seeing that I wasn't moving, gradually came to her senses. When she saw it was me, she was a little embarrassed at first, but her face quickly flushed. She said softly, "Xiao Feng, don't go, stay and sleep with Mom for a while longer..."

I was surprised, but even more delighted. I quickly lay down next to Aunt Mei. Aunt Mei said, "Hold me while I sleep."

I hugged her, and she said, "It's been so many years since a man has held me like this while I sleep."

My heart skipped a beat, and I said, "Aunt Mei, I'll hold you while I sleep from now on."

"You naughty boy, don't be like your Uncle Lin from before. I saw you were a womanizer with him. He used to say he'd hold me while I sleep, but that's all in the past. Now, he does whatever he wants and then goes to sleep... You, just hold me once in a while, and I'll be satisfied. What more could I ask for? From now on, you have to hold Shanshan while you sleep more often, don't abandon her..."

Speaking of Shanshan, Aunt Mei felt a pang of guilt. She said, "I know this is unfair to Shanshan, but I can't resist. I'm a woman too, and people have needs, but my man won't give them to me."

I said, "Uncle Lin, really, you're so charming and he doesn't cherish you. If it were me, I'd love you every day. Aunt Mei, you're really charming, so many men secretly dream of you. You need to be more confident."

“I know, Xiaofeng, do you believe me? Although you are young and handsome, an excellent boy in every way, and although I am thirteen or fourteen years older than you and your mother-in-law, I believe you will fall in love with me the moment you see me. Not only you, but all your peers will feel the same way, not to mention those middle-aged men, right?”

I said, “Yes, Aunt Mei.”

“Xiaofeng, in my current position, we are both upper-class families, we have face, everyone is watching, how could I? Xiaofeng, you are an outstanding man. Shanshan certainly can’t satisfy you, right? Give me a reason, Xiaofeng, give me a reason to be promiscuous just once…”

I said, “Aunt Mei, this isn’t going too far. Even though we are mother and son-in-law, you are so young, Uncle Lin is irresponsible towards you, that’s not fair. Nowadays, who doesn’t have a few lovers, who doesn’t have a few mistresses? To be honest, I want Shanshan twice a day, sometimes for a long time… more than an hour…” But I couldn't bear it. Sometimes, I wanted to go out and vent... but I was afraid of letting Shanshan down, letting you down, letting Uncle Lin down..."

Aunt Mei hugged me more gently and said, "Xiaofeng, it's really hard on you. You mustn't go out and mess around...

There are so many diseases like AIDS and gonorrhea now. If you get infected, it will ruin our family's reputation. Even if someone sees us, it will ruin our family's reputation. We are an upper-class family here, people with dignity. We can't be like those lower-class people. We have to be different. That's how you have class, style, and charm..." "Mmm..." I said.

"If Shanshan... you feel it's not enough, just come to me..." Aunt Mei said intermittently, her face flushed with shyness.

I was so happy. I hugged Aunt Mei and couldn't help but say, "Aunt Mei, you are really... I would rather die in your arms, die on your... thighs, die on your... here..." I reached out and covered the swollen lump between Aunt Mei's legs.

Aunt Mei's face flushed even more. "You're so naughty."

I gently stroked her. Every part of Aunt Mei's body was something I was fascinated by—her face, her beautiful hair, her snow-white neck, her large breasts, her full legs and arms, her lower abdomen, her private parts…

That night, Aunt Mei and I made love repeatedly until we were exhausted and fell asleep. We'd wake up, regain our strength, and start a new round of lovemaking. From the bed to the sofa, to the floor, from the bedroom to the living room, the mother and son-in-law were like this, going wild. Each time, I didn't pull out to ejaculate, but instead ejaculated deep inside Aunt Mei… Then we'd embrace and fall into a deep sleep. I didn't leave Aunt Mei's bedroom until after ten o'clock the next morning. Fortunately, Shan Shan hadn't returned yet, and Aunt Mei had slept for a whole day.

Chapter Twenty-Six: Aunt Mei's Diary

. With Shan Shan's return, Aunt Mei and I had no chance. Actually, Aunt Mei and I were still very respectful. Since that night, the awkward mother-in-law/son-in-law relationship between us had disappeared, becoming natural. She was my mother-in-law, and I was her son-in-law. The previous small, polite distance had changed; in fact, we were in sync.

Regardless, Aunt Mei maintained her noble, elegant, and charming temperament, and her reserved, mature, and composed image as a noblewoman. She generally didn't allow me to touch her casually. Sometimes when I tried to test her, I'd quickly stop when I saw she wasn't happy. But Aunt Mei's brilliance lay in how she never let me give up. Even though she forbade me to touch her, she'd give me a coquettish reproach, a reason, or even a flirtatious wink.

That day, I was bored at home and quite annoyed. Without thinking, I wandered into Uncle Lin and Aunt Mei's room. It was supposed to be Uncle Lin's, but he was only home for about ten days a month. Besides meetings, business trips, and entertainment, he was always out all night. Moreover, he preferred girls around twenty years old; he didn't like voluptuous, mature women.

On the bedside table, I found a neatly folded nightgown, a beige color—the nightgown that had once draped over Aunt Mei. I went over and held it in my hands. The silk nightgown was smooth and soft, flowing like water in my grasp, shimmering with a dazzling light. Thinking of how Aunt Mei looked wearing it, my lower body suddenly aroused.

I lay down on the bed and used my robe to tease my penis. The slippery, pleasurable sensation was just like the feeling of masturbating against Aunt Mei's buttocks. After a frenzied masturbation, a thick stream of semen shot onto the robe, instantly filling the room with its unique, childlike fragrance. I wiped my penis dry with the robe, folded it, and placed it back on Aunt Mei's bedside table.

Suddenly, I noticed that Aunt Mei hadn't taken her handbag. I looked inside and saw that there wasn't much, realizing she had changed her handbag. There was a diary inside. I took it out and opened it; it was full of entries from Aunt Mei.

Curiosity finally overcame reason. I started reading; it was almost entirely about Aunt Mei's feelings as a woman.

One entry caught my eye: "On a certain day of a certain month: These past few days, Shan Shan has been spending a lot of time with that boy. I think she's really in love. I don't object to Shan Shan dating, but what about that boy?" Immature, physically weak, lacking self-reliance… If only we had a boy like Yunfeng! Although Xiaofeng comes from a poor family, those experiences have their advantages; they've ensured he's honest, hardworking, and resilient. Xiaofeng is also excellent—shrewd, quick-witted, and diligent. Tall and handsome, needless to say, he's considerate and has gentlemanly manners…

It's a waste that he's not in politics… After thinking it over, Xiaofeng is far superior to that kid. Let Shanshan be with him; ask Lao Lin to give him a position, and he'll definitely be able to shine. Besides, Shanshan seemed shy around Xiaofeng before; she must be interested in him…

Let's see what Xiaofeng thinks first. I think he'll be overjoyed. How could a country boy imagine becoming the mayor's son-in-law? How could he possibly imagine having a beautiful and pure princess by his side? I don't even dare to think about it...

I don't know why, but I always feel like I need to care about Xiaofeng. Maybe he's too lonely here, or maybe he's too outstanding. He's only been here a short time, but I already have this feeling that he's like my son... I find this feeling strange sometimes. Was it because he was my Prince Charming in my teenage years...?

Aunt Mei's diary has many entries about me. I flipped through them, and this one shocked me even more.

[Date]: I think my period is coming soon. I've been really thinking about that thing these past two days. Last night, Xiaofeng gave me a massage. At first, I didn't notice anything; it felt very comfortable. But later, I felt something was wrong. My blood was surging. Xiaofeng usually only massages my back, hands, and feet. For some reason, he also massaged my head, neck, and thighs, making my whole body feel hot yet very comfortable. That thing kept popping into my head...

I was also happy to let him do as he pleased. I don't know if I did it intentionally or unintentionally. Later, he actually touched me there. My whole body went numb, but I was still very angry. This junior doesn't know what's good for him. What kind of person does he take me for... He's such a pervert. How can Shanshan entrust herself to someone like that? Without thinking, I slapped him. I really wanted to hit him a few more times, but he grabbed my leg and begged for mercy. He looked like a child who had done something wrong, so pitiful...

He held my leg and pressed his head against my stomach. My body went numb again, and for some reason, something warm and wet came out of my lower body. I couldn't do anything about it, so I sighed and sat down, ignoring him. Then he came... He touched me, and it felt so good. I had never experienced such excitement before. When he pounced on me, I felt a heat down there. When he touched my breasts, I felt another heat down there. When he touched me down there, I felt waves of hot, sore, and numb sensations. I knew it was bad, I was sorry, Shanshan, and I tried my best to resist. But my body was limp…

I remember resisting the whole time, but he still came. It felt like he was raping me, but it was the kind of rape I most wanted. It felt so good. His thing was so long and big, much longer and bigger than Lao Lin's. When he went in, I felt like he was going to tear my body apart and thrust into my very core. It felt so good, so incredibly good, something I'd never experienced before… I don't even know how it all happened. I don't know if it started in the living room and then somehow ended up in the bedroom…

I remember Shan Shan calling in the middle of it all… Then it all came to my senses. I know I've wronged Shan Shan. I just wanted to hit him to vent my anger. I think even if he didn't rape me, he seduced me. I remember I kept refusing… He's my future son-in-law…

Today he left, saying he wouldn't come back. No one knows why except me. Today, when I calmed down and thought about it, Xiao Feng isn't usually this reckless. Was I wrong? I don't want Xiaofeng to leave Shanshan. Shanshan is already in love, and I can't explain it to her. But I can't believe it's my fault. I've been refusing to let him go throughout this whole process… I don't want to be wrong, and I don't want Xiaofeng to be wrong either…

One day: After Xiaofeng left, I felt inexplicably empty inside. Shanshan was so worried; I was terrified something might happen to her… Lao Lin was also anxious. I really don't understand why no one said he should leave, or that leaving was the end of it?… Even I hate him, but inexplicably, I want to speak up for him… That night, I went to my sister's house. I was in her room, and she knew I must be having some kind of relationship trouble. I slept with her, and she thought Lao Lin was going to divorce me…

When I told her about Xiaofeng and me, I found it incredibly difficult to say. Apart from Lao Lin, I haven't had any improper relationships with any other man, not even a single inappropriate word. I don't want people to think I'm promiscuous, ruining my image of twenty or thirty years in an instant.

What happened this time? Something shocking happened all of a sudden, and it involved my future son-in-law… My sister was stunned too, and she kept blaming me… In the end, my sister made the decision. She said that Xiaofeng is indeed an excellent boy, and this was mainly my fault for dressing too casually at home, walking around in front of a young boy in a bathrobe. The boy was young and full of vigor, and I was young and a woman who could charm men. Before, when it was just my two daughters and Lao Lin, of course I could do that, but now Xiaofeng has come in too…

Neither Shanshan nor Lao Lin could get Xiaofeng to come back because Xiaofeng felt sorry for them. So, Xiaofeng really is a good boy. My sister said that I still have to go and call Xiaofeng before he might come back… My sister and I talked for half the night. She said that she knew Lao Lin didn't come back often, but we are people of status. She doesn't object to women having affairs, but people like us shouldn't. She said that her husband is also getting older and isn't very interested in that kind of thing anymore, but she is not yet forty and also really wants to have sex.

But people need to learn self-control. If she continues with her immoral private life, and given that she's the women's chairperson, wouldn't all the women in the city gossip about her? It would have a negative impact on her family, especially her daughter. My sister is absolutely right… As we were talking, we somehow started talking about Xiaofeng again. My sister said Xiaofeng is a really good person—tall and handsome, and even more importantly, honest, capable, considerate, and ambitious. He and Shanshan are a perfect match…

Later, the conversation turned to Xiaofeng and me. My sister was also very interested in Xiaofeng. I said that Xiaofeng's thing was long and big, and women would tremble at the touch of it. I added that it would stay hard for over an hour, leaving women exhausted. As I spoke, I felt a surge of heat and numbness down there. My sister listened in silence for a long time. Later, she seemed to realize her outburst and said that Shanshan was truly lucky. Humph! How dare she talk like that! If it had been her that night instead of me, she would have done the same with Xiaofeng… My sister finally agreed to talk to Xiaofeng if he came back…

[Date]: The night before last, I was truly insane, and Xiaofeng was insane too… I started thinking about that thing constantly, and the night before last, Shanshan happened to be out. I remembered that time with Xiaofeng, and it drove me crazy. I didn't care about anything anymore; I had to have it!! After showering, I didn't know how to get in. The brooch on my clothes reminded me, and I painfully stuck a small splinter into my inner thigh. I deliberately showed Xiaofeng some white hairs, and I pressed my chest very close to him, but he still didn't come. I really hated him. If he had been as brave as the first time...

I asked him to remove the splinter from my thigh. Seeing his cautious, fearful yet hesitant look, I felt a surge of pride, a triumphant joy of a strong woman seducing and conquering a younger man... Once Xiaofeng got into the mood, he went crazy. He rubbed his big, long, and hard thing all over my body, making my mouth dry. It was something I had never experienced before, incredibly stimulating! He sucked on my genitals, and it felt so good. Xiaofeng really wanted to let me kiss his genitals! I would have been willing to kill a boy like that...

I had never been with a young man before. The first time, Lao Lin was over thirty. I was young and a little afraid of him, and Lao Lin finished quickly. I never really felt anything. Every time, I felt like he finished as soon as I came and went to sleep. And now that Lao Lin is older, he still goes out to play, and he only gives in to me two or three times a month.

Xiao Feng, this young man, has revived me. The feeling of a middle-aged woman conquering a young man welled up within me… I want Xiao Feng to call me Mom! The more he calls me Mom, the more excited I feel. A son defiling a middle-aged mother—only a young son can bring out that youthful strength…

Only in this way, that excitement, that sense of conquest, can I soar higher and higher… That night we were truly crazy, doing it again and again. Now, my lower body is still numb, a little spicy, and feels thick. Is it a little swollen? … Let me think… Although I can't remember the details, I know I must have been very lewd, even more lewd than Yu Yan…

Let me be lewd just this once… To my surprise, the more lewd I was, the less Xiao Feng was averse to it. On the contrary, he became even more lewd, even shooting his load on my face, lips, chest, and lower abdomen, which gave me immense stimulation… Thinking back, there was really no passion before. When Lao Lin said he would tease my anus and breasts, I would just hum and moan. It was really boring…

Oh! Now I understand, what I felt with Xiaofeng wasn't lewdness, it was passion…

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Godfather's Car Accident Leads to Disability, Godmother's Masturbation.

I longed to spend more time with Aunt Mei, but not long after, a sudden turn of events forced me to separate from her. The

sudden turn of events came from my godfather. My godfather and godmother and I hadn't been together often, only visiting them occasionally.

But Adong called me, saying that my godmother wanted Adong and me to go to the affiliated hospital of the medical school; my godfather had been in a car accident. When Adong and I arrived, my godfather was still in surgery, and my godmother told us what had happened.

It turned out that my godfather was going to Shenzhen that morning to sign a project, so he took his secretary with him in his Mercedes. Because of traffic congestion on the way out of the city, he told the driver to speed up as they were about to get on a ramp. At that moment, a large truck came from the opposite direction, and another truck was overtaking it. The driver swerved, and the overtaking truck crashed into the left side of the Mercedes. The Mercedes spun more than ten times, the driver died instantly, and the secretary was thrown from the vehicle. My godfather was thrown from the vehicle, his body hanging on the guardrail before hitting the road.

Two days passed, and my godfather was still in critical condition. A-Dong and I both tried to comfort my godmother, telling her not to be too sad. My godmother also had no heart to manage the company and entrusted me to temporarily manage it.

I was afraid I couldn't manage such a large company, but with my godmother's support, the cooperation of the employees, and my own experience, I tried to manage it slowly. At first, my godmother came to the company less often, and I was the one who asked about everything. I don't like to call too often, so I went to the hospital more often. Later, my godfather's condition stabilized, and he became more conscious, so my godmother started returning to the company more frequently.

My godfather's injuries weren't numerous, but they were serious. He wasn't internally injured when he was thrown from the car, but the impact of hitting the guardrail fractured his cervical spine. He wasn't seriously injured in the head, but he was discharged from the hospital a month later. However, he was no longer the dashing godfather he once was; he was confined to a wheelchair because he was paralyzed from the waist down.

My godfather was in low spirits after being discharged, but I read him some Buddhist books, and he gradually calmed down. Originally, I planned to leave after my godfather's condition stabilized and my godmother could fully manage the company. However, she felt she couldn't manage it alone and needed a capable assistant. She proposed merging my original company into hers, making me the vice general manager with a certain number of shares. Some of these shares were calculated after discounting my original company, and a large portion was a gift from my godmother.

I didn't dare agree to this on my own, so I asked Uncle Lin, who also agreed. In reality, almost all of my dividends from my godmother's company went to Uncle Lin; according to my calculations, it amounted to two to three million yuan annually. As my tenure at the company increases and my shareholding grows, my dividends will also increase.

As their godson, I naturally do my best to serve them, and my management skills have improved dramatically in just a month or two. My selflessness has earned my godson's great appreciation.

My godmother is a beautiful, dignified, elegant, and authoritative person. She pays great attention to her appearance and won't leave the house without dressing herself up nicely. She dislikes working late into the night because it affects her sleep and thus her appearance. Previously, my godfather handled the overtime work. Now, I do it. My godfather and godmother live together, so I can discuss things with her, and he has the final say.

But things are different for me now. I often call my godson and godmother at night, and sometimes I even have to drive to their house to discuss things with them all night. My godfather suggested that I move in with them, since they have plenty of rooms.

My godmother arranged for me to have a bedroom on the second floor next to hers. There are four bedrooms on the second floor: two large and two small. The two large ones are for my godparents. Since my godmother doesn't stay up late, my godfather has a separate room. Now that he's disabled and can't go upstairs, a large room has been set up for him on the first floor. The second floor is now my

godmother and my godfather's room. The third floor is for my godfather and godmother's daughter, He Yalei, and my godfather's son, He Yaoming. However, He Yaoming lives with his mother and has never stayed here; even after gatherings, he always goes back to his own home.

My godfather is clearly captivated by Buddhism. Honestly, someone like him, who once enjoyed great wealth, beautiful wives and daughters, and delicacies, experiencing all the pleasures of life, now finds none of it appealing. He initially felt life was meaningless, but after studying Buddhism, he has become detached and indifferent to worldly desires. I even invited a highly learned monk from a temple in another city to come and discuss Buddhism with my godfather once a week. My godfather was truly grateful to me for guiding him to liberation.

My godfather no longer cared about business or personal matters. My godmother hired a servant, a doctor, and a driver to take care of him.

Three months passed, and I started a new career (I now consider this my career; before, I always thought everything I did was temporary, even my own company). I threw myself into it wholeheartedly. My mind and body felt more fulfilled. I was full of passion, shuttling between Aunt Yan's dormitory, the company, and my godmother's house.

I worked during the day, and at night I mostly indulged in pleasure with Shanshan. Sometimes it was just Aunt Yan, sometimes both of us joined in. Often, this affected Shanshan and Aunt Yan's work and studies, making them afraid of me. So I went to see Sister Jiao again, but I didn't go to Xue Ni because I felt I would be letting Sister Jiao down, especially Brother Jiang. I had already wronged him by sleeping with Sister Jiao, and I couldn't possibly go after his daughter again.

Sometimes I would go to see Ya Ping, but after a couple of visits, Ya Ping was both attracted to and afraid of me. She couldn't handle it. Going once in a while was fine, but after two or three times in a row, she was in a terrible state. She

couldn't get out of bed for two or three days in a row, and her eyes were dark. So, this little girl Ya Ping became more cautious. Whenever I went, she would definitely find Xue Ni. Sometimes I wouldn't tell her before I went, but as soon as I arrived, she would immediately call Xue Ni, telling her to take a shower and come over. Xue Ni would know what was going on as soon as she heard that. When she came over, I would still be holding Ya Ping on the bed. When Xue Ni came over, I would go crazy and grab Xue Ni and push her down...

That day, my godmother's daughter Ya Lei came back on Sunday, and my godmother and I took her shopping. My godfather and godmother had completely started treating me like their own son. One reason was that my godfather's son Yao Ming wasn't close to him, and my godmother's son A Dong was a good-for-nothing who played outside all day. I called them godfather and godmother constantly, and I thought of everything from company decisions to small details and difficulties in daily life, which made them dote on me more and more.

That day, I drove my thirteen or fourteen-year-old sister and godmother to buy a lot of things they liked, and we didn't get back until the afternoon. They were all tired from shopping, so I went to my room to read a book. Reading has always been my greatest pleasure, perhaps because I grew up in the countryside with little entertainment and developed a passion for books.

Ya Lei came down from the third floor after taking a shower. She was wearing a white dress and looked exceptionally beautiful and pure. She excitedly went to her mother's bedroom door and called out, "Mom, the things I bought today are still here with you."

There was no response. Ya Lei knocked on the door a few times, but there was no sound. She turned the doorknob, and it wasn't locked from the inside. She went in, and immediately ran to my room in a panic, saying, "Brother, come quick, what happened to Mom?"

I ran to my godmother's room and saw her lying motionless on the bed, covered with a thin blanket. I noticed that her neck was tightly bound with her stockings and tied in a knot. My godmother was pale, and her lips were dark purple.

Ya Lei cried, "My mom...is trying to commit suicide!"

I quickly used the small eyebrow scissors from the dressing table to cut the stockings around my godmother's neck, checked her pulse—thankfully, there was a faint beat—and immediately laid her down, placing a pillow behind her neck. I began mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, and after about three or four minutes, she woke up with a soft "ooh." But her eyes were vacant.

Ya Lei and I both breathed a sigh of relief. By then, my godfather had been carried up. At that moment, I heard a soft "buzzing" sound coming from under my godmother's blanket. Ya Lei heard it too, and she lifted the blanket. It turned out my godmother was naked from the waist down, and between her legs was a dildo, vibrating inside her vagina. We hadn't noticed it because of our tension.

Ya Lei's face turned bright red. I quickly removed it; it was sticky with liquid, and the sheet between my godmother's legs was wet. After removing it, I covered her with the blanket to cover her naked lower body.

At this moment, Aunt Ru, my godmother's healthcare provider, also arrived. She inquired about the situation, took my godmother's temperature, and told Ya Lei to stay in the room and watch over her. Then, she went to the living room with my godfather and me.

Aunt Ru said that my godmother's condition was a normal physiological situation. She had encountered many such cases, mostly involving single women. My godmother's prosthesis was given to her by Aunt Ru because my godfather had become impotent after the car accident, and my godmother was a woman in her prime, so she had to use this... The intense pleasure could be achieved through suffocation, so many women used prostheses by holding their breath. Some women even strangled themselves with something, which is what my godmother did, but one wrong move could lead to suffocation...

My godfather's face looked very grim.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Dancing with

My Godmother Since that incident, my godmother remained as noble as ever, as if nothing had happened. Like a famous celebrity, a politician, a teacher on a podium, we all know she had a wild night with her husband, who touched her breasts, pulled down her panties, and made her scream. But today, she still stood before us, speaking eloquently. No one bothered to investigate whether her nipples still had saliva or if her lower body was still numb and swollen. We accepted her knowledge just the same…

But her godfather was somewhat afraid. He was mainly afraid that his wife would do something like that again; one wrong move and she could lose her life. Although he had advised his wife not to strangle herself again, it wasn't a solution. Life is long, and his godmother was only forty; she still had another ten or twenty years of married life ahead of her.

His godmother was a charming woman, a mature woman. She was profound and graceful. She was dignified, elegant, and graceful, yet unapproachable. It was said that many wealthy businessmen's only condition for negotiating with her was to spend a night with her. When city officials spoke rudely to her after drinking, she rebuked them all sternly. Later, people had to respect her. She was like a sapphire, as noble as a queen. People later gave her the elegant titles "Sapphire" and "Golden Queen."

My godfather was in distress and could only entrust the matter to me. One night, he called me to his room, closed the door, and said, "Xiaofeng, I can't take care of your godmother anymore. I hope you can take care of her for me."

I said, "Okay."

He said, "Your godmother is still very young. She needs a man... I woke up to divorce her, but I can't bear to leave her... I've wronged her before. I have a goddaughter who... often took care of me... gave birth to a daughter for me... Your godmother is still young and lonely at night. You, her godson... also need to take care of her... spend more time with her at night..."

I was shocked. What did my godfather mean? Did I mishear? I stammered, "Godfather... I...

I will take good care of her... You... also need to take care of her..." He said, "I'm relieved to have you here. This way, word won't get out. I've been focusing on Buddhism lately, and everything has faded away. You can go your own way. As for anything involving me, I'll take care of it."

I went back to my room and saw that my godmother's door was ajar. I remembered what my godfather had just said. I don't know what force compelled me to push the door open and go in; normally, I wouldn't dare.

My godmother stood with her back to me by the window, a black evening gown draped over her body, revealing her full, lotus-root-like arms and half her back. Her skin was soft and white, and the silk evening gown shimmered on her skin. The gown was smooth and flowing, enveloping her round, smooth hips, which accentuated her mysterious, mature, sexy, noble, and dignified personality. I remembered my godfather's words: if I could just rub my penis against my godmother's hips a few times, I would die happy.

As I thought this, my godmother turned around. Ah, my godmother was truly beautiful. Her beautiful and dignified face, the scarf adorned with small flowers around her neck, added a touch of charm to her nobility, and a delicate diamond chain hung around her neck, making her snow-white skin even more exquisite. Her full breasts were encased in the black evening gown.

Although her breasts weren't as large as my mother-in-law, Aunt Mei's, they were still quite full. If her breasts were any larger, she wouldn't appear as dignified. Below her breasts was a smooth abdomen, and she wore a pair of gold high heels.

My godmother said, "Xiaofeng, is there something you need?"

I stammered, "Nothing... nothing... godmother..."

Seeing my reaction, she added, "Did your godfather say something to you just now? He said something to me today too. He's always overthinking things now that he's free. Don't pay him any attention."

I was a little disappointed, but I also felt I was overthinking things. My godfather just wanted me to take care of my godmother; it's only right for a godson to take care of his godmother.

I didn't know what to say, so I said, "Godmother, I'm leaving now. You should rest."

Seeing that I was about to leave, my godmother said, "Wait a minute... um... I'm a little bored. Come for a walk with me."

My godmother was wearing a pure white, gauze-like shawl. I accompanied her outside. After walking for a while, my godmother suggested going into the city. So I drove her Lexus 430, taking her into the city. We

arrived at the entrance of a nightclub, and my godmother suggested we sit inside for a while and dance. She hadn't danced in a long time. I knew my godmother was a dance enthusiast; her figure, her demeanor, and her graceful dance moves often won everyone's praise, and everyone considered it an honor to dance with her.

My godmother and I sat down, and she ordered a bottle of red wine. I drank a few sips with her, and then a beautiful melody began to play. She said, "Xiaofeng, won't you dance with your godmother?"

I embraced her and we twirled onto the dance floor, my right hand gently resting on her waist. We danced for a while, neither of us speaking.

I didn't know what to say; I just felt that this beautiful woman before me was too beautiful, too noble, and she even had a touch of arrogance. If Aunt Mei were to be compared to a concubine whom the emperor was infatuated with (perhaps Yang Guifei would be more apt), then my godmother was like the empress (Wu Zetian), a woman of unparalleled grace and beauty, whose majesty even the emperor feared.

My godmother was about a fist's distance from me. She was 1.65 meters tall, but even in 8-centimeter heels, she reached below my ears. With her hair pulled up high, it reached my forehead. In the dim light, I looked at my awe-inspiring godmother. Her gaze was level with mine. Looking down, I could vaguely see her prominent, snow-white breasts through the opening of her evening gown…

My godmother whispered in my ear, “Xiaofeng, you’re a good boy. You have to listen to your godmother from now on…”

I didn’t know what she meant, and said, “Okay.”

She said, “Your godfather had an accident. We really wanted to mentor you, to help you become independent. Your godmother is getting old, and seeing you so obedient makes me so happy.”

I quickly said, “Godmother, don’t think like that. You’re still young… like a young woman, a newlywed… so beautiful… so young…”

“You’re so good with words, you know how to please your godmother…”

“I’m telling the truth. Although you’re my godmother, you look as young as my older sister. I’ll call you sister from now on.”

"How could that be? You're a year older than Adong. Adong is my son, and I've always treated you like one. If only Adong were half as good as you... I feel like I'm really getting old now, and I have to rely on you for some things."

"Godmother, look at what you're saying. It's because Godfather has dumped everything on you. You can't manage it all, and neither can I. Besides, you're really young. You'd be a perfect match for a handsome young man in his twenties. Godmother, you don't know... so many people are smitten with you..." I wasn't just comforting my godmother; she truly is that outstanding.

My godmother was especially happy. "Really, Xiaofeng? Then... will you be smitten with me too?"

I felt a strange sweetness in my heart, and I said in a trembling voice, "Yes..."

The music had already changed, the lights were off, and only a few flickering red candles remained. The people on the dance floor were all embracing and walking in couples' steps.

My godmother wrapped her arms around my neck and whispered, "I haven't danced like this in years..."

Understandingly, I put my arm around her waist. Her still firm breasts pressed against my chest, and a faint fragrance wafted from her snow-white neck. My lower body hardened, pressing against her lower abdomen.

I wanted to move away, but dared not move obviously, afraid that my godmother, lost in the dance, would wake up and discover my despicable intentions.

But my godmother seemed oblivious, holding me close and gently resting her chin on my shoulder. Her breasts were pressed tightly against my chest, and her lower abdomen was pressed tightly against my throbbing lower body. We moved with small steps. At this moment, I saw people huddled together in the dim light. Some men were touching their female partners, some were heavily pregnant, and some were older men embracing beautiful women who were not their age. Some were even holding the women's buttocks and pressing them against their own groins.

The light dimmed further, and even the shadows were hard to distinguish. People often bumped into each other. Occasionally, a giggle would drift by, followed by a woman's soft cry, and then a low moan…

It was a sound that truly aroused desire. My hand suddenly felt how smooth my godmother's back was. Through her evening gown, I could feel her flesh. Trembling, I gently stroked her back. The smooth silk evening gown covering her body felt like a jade statue, warm and smooth, with an exquisite feel. Gradually, my hand slid down, stopping at her waist and hips. She remained still. My hand slid down further, gently embracing her full buttocks. Suddenly, I felt a sense of suffocation.

My godmother remained silent. The moans in the dance floor grew louder, some even more unrestrained. I knew that even real couples would become one half and the other half in such a setting. My hand slid gently across my godmother's buttocks. She continued to move lightly with me to the music. My hand movements became larger, the gentle gliding turning into caressing. I was caressing her buttocks through her evening gown.

Her buttocks were so full, plump and bouncy. I continued caressing her buttocks and thighs. Suddenly, I realized she wasn't wearing any underwear. I searched everywhere, but couldn't find any trace of panties. I couldn't believe it. My noble and dignified godmother was only covered by an evening gown, and underneath she was completely naked. Perhaps she hadn't had time to put it on when she got out of bed…

I was incredibly excited. I turned my head and gently kissed her ear, which was resting on my shoulder. My godmother didn't move. She seemed like a proud and serene person, making it impossible to tell whether she was excited, rejecting, or what. My hand, which had been caressing her buttocks, slid down to her front, then to the base of her thigh. My godmother still ignored me, so I slid it towards her private parts, pressing against the bulge between her legs through her evening gown.

My godmother then said softly, "Xiaofeng, you're so naughty, touching your godmother like that..."

I said, "Godmother, I'm willing to serve you for the rest of my life..."

She was moved, raised her head, and our lips met. To the soft music, my godmother wrapped her arms around my neck, and we shared a long kiss, sucking on each other's tongues and lips. I held her with one arm and rubbed her private parts with the other. I felt my godmother's body trembling until her evening dress was wet down there...

My godmother still wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately. My hands had already moved up to her, rubbing her firm breasts. My godmother wasn't wearing a bra, and I rubbed her breasts, rubbing her nipples until they hardened. I unzipped my pants, revealing my long, erect, hard penis.

I lifted the hem of my godmother's evening dress to her waist, one hand kneading her private parts, which were already dripping with fluid. She hugged my neck, my penis pressed against her private parts, and I wrapped my arms around her buttocks, spreading her plump buttocks apart. I thrust my penis upwards, and my godmother let out a soft "Oh!" involuntarily.

I thrust gently to the rhythm of the dance music, and my godmother moaned softly, her moans mingling with the louder moans...

My penis was long, and I could penetrate very deeply without my godmother standing still and spreading her legs, but I wanted to penetrate her to the deepest part, so I wrapped her legs around my waist and thrust hard. How could my godmother withstand such thrusting? After a "Ah... Ah..." sound, she bit my shoulder, followed by "Mmm... Mmm... Mmm... Mmm..." sounds.

About ten minutes later, my godmother climaxed after a series of vigorous thrusts. She clung tightly to my neck, her legs clamped around my waist, her hips slumped to the bottom, her vagina completely engulfing my penis, making it difficult for me to move. At the same time, I felt a surge of energy deep within her, rushing towards my shaft…

The lights gradually brightened, and I saw that many people had finished, while others hadn't. To ensure everyone was finished, the lights weren't turned up, remaining dim, but people could still be vaguely seen. The music continued.

I saw a large window not far away, with a large floor-length curtain drawn back in one corner. I carried my godmother over. There was some space behind the curtain, and in the dim light, my godmother's legs were spread wide, wrapped around my neck. I bent my knees and hugged her waist, continuing my assault on her from behind the curtain.

At this moment, I felt the fluid flowing from my godmother's vagina down my penis and onto my crotch, soaking a large area of my pants. My godmother's breasts kept pressing against my chest, it felt so good. A few more minutes passed, and my godmother, unable to bear my thrusting, clung to my neck, wrapped her legs around my waist, and hugged me tightly for another spasm...

After my godmother's climax subsided, we suddenly realized we could see each other's faces clearly. Another dance tune started playing outside. I wanted to continue, but my godmother said, "Xiaofeng, don't..."

I said, "Godmother, I want more..."

She said, "Let's go back and do it again..."

So I put my godmother down and withdrew my penis. My godmother straightened her evening gown. I stepped out from behind the curtains first. Seeing that no one was paying attention to us and the lighting was dim, I called my godmother out. When she came out, she kept her head down and hurried out.

I paid the bill and came out. My godmother was already sitting in the car next to the driver. I got in the car, and my godmother said, "To the riverbank road."

I drove quickly to the riverbank road and came to a shady spot where many cars were parked, and many were moving rhythmically up and down. Many couples were meeting there. My godmother said, "Stop the car."

I stopped the car, and she said, "I used to come here often with your godfather..."

My godmother moved her seat forward and then sat down in the back of the car, scolding, "What are you standing there for? Come to the back, don't turn off the engine, turn on the air conditioning."

I immediately understood what she meant and moved my seat forward to make more space in the back. As soon as I got to the back, I hugged my godmother and gently pressed her down on the back seat.

My godmother scolded, "Hey, be gentle, you little pervert..."

I stroked this beautiful woman and said, "Godmother, I'm in a hurry..."

My godmother reached out and wrapped her arms around my neck, saying, "I felt the best when you touched me while we were dancing...

Later... with so many people there... we started doing it... which made my godmother feel flustered... Now... don't rush, you have to touch me slowly... I'll give you time..." She opened her eyes and looked at me with a slight smile. I carefully looked the beautiful woman up and down. My godmother's dignified, proud, and noble demeanor revealed a seductive charm. She was truly beautiful and captivating. My godmother lay beneath me, and I gently pulled down the straps of her evening gown, instantly revealing her firm, snow-white breasts. She had given birth to a son, A-Dong, and a daughter, Ya-Lei. Though over forty, her skin was as youthful as a girl's, a testament to her wealth and status, and the royal beauty regimen she had used.

Her breasts, in particular, while not as large as Aunt Mei's or Aunt Yan's, nor as large as Aunt Man Yuan's or Aunt Jiao's, were still considerably larger than those of young women, and just as firm. Stroking her beautiful body, I felt her snow-white, delicate skin, her full breasts, her slender waist and rounded hips, her delicate features, and her long, slender cheeks. Looking at her stunningly beautiful face, I was truly captivated.

She lay there quietly, her phoenix eyes scrutinizing me. Ah! He was a strong and handsome man. His beautiful eyes scanned her entire body. He was exceptionally handsome and vigorous, truly a beautiful man. His trousers were down, revealing his erect, thick, and long penis, which made her heart flutter with unease. Desire surged within her, stirring waves of passion in her long-dormant heart. Her legs trembled and she moaned.

I watched her alluring figure, her wanton and seductive charm captivating me. She was a beautiful flower, dazzling and radiant, and my lust was suddenly aroused. So, fueled by my excitement, I knelt before her, my hands gently pressing on her smooth, supple thighs, moving up and down, from left to right, from top to bottom, gradually reaching the base of her thighs, gently caressing them incessantly.

I looked up at her face, watching her reaction, my hand roaming between her legs. I saw a beautiful woman, her face flushed, her delicate nose twitching, her lips trembling, her brows sometimes furrowing, sometimes relaxing. "Mmm! Mmm..."

she writhed seductively, her ample breasts swaying, her phoenix eyes opening wide, her alluring gaze meeting mine. A burning passion met in our eyes, and desire raged within us.

My godmother had been waiting for three months, her heart lonely, her desire unquenched. Today, with her godson's ministrations, her lust burned uncontrollably, reaching an uncontrollable point. In this secluded place, she became boldly unrestrained and passionate, desperately needing release. But her dignity as an elder, her feminine reserve, and her superior's pride prevented her from using her beauty and seductive charm to entice me to take the initiative.

My middle finger pressed against my godmother's vulva, touching her clitoris, while my other hand grasped her breast, freely playing with her soft, slightly bouncy flesh, savoring her beauty. Suddenly, I was startled by a series of lewd sounds, and seeing her wanton state, I could no longer restrain myself. I lunged forward, pressing myself against her full body, and we embraced, passionately entwined, sharing deep, intense kisses.

Like dry tinder igniting a raging fire, my godmother, unable to control her passion, automatically parted her legs, reaching out to tightly grasp my thick penis, pulling it towards her entrance. I rubbed the head of my penis against her wet, slippery, and plump labia, causing her to feel a tingling, itchy sensation all over her body. My godmother felt both comfortable and distressed. Her jade-like face flushed slightly, her desire overflowing, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her eyes darted about, her expression lasciviously alluring, her movements seductive and alluring, her every gesture laced with a sensual, penetrating ecstasy.

Her captivating beauty, her writhing body, her soft moans, her rapidly thrusting vulva—she seemed to want to devour me whole. I was overwhelmed by her seductive allure, my expression tense, my lust raging, my penis throbbing. I couldn't wait any longer and thrust forward, inserting my penis into her.

With a soft

"whoosh," my godmother moaned, "Ah...beautiful...beautiful..."

My thick, long penis slid smoothly into her labia.

My godmother trembled violently, crying out, "Oh...baby...slow...slow down!"

I slowly slid in and out, the head of my penis reaching her cervix, teasing it a few times before suddenly pulling out sharply, rubbing it against her vulva, then thrusting in again forcefully, all the way to her clitoris. Several thrusts in succession, causing her to gush with pleasure, her juices flowing freely, the sounds of my thrusting making "tsk! tsk!" sounds. "A sound. "

She lifted her legs and wrapped them around my waist and back, her alluring little hole becoming even more prominent, perfect for vigorous thrusting, endless pleasure.

She tightly hugged my strong back, her body swaying seductively, crying out, "Goodness... good man... you're so good... it's so beautiful."

"Oh... oh... oh... it hurts... it's swollen... big guy... so comfortable... so happy...

I'm going to heaven... you really know how to play..." Under my vigorous thrusting, my godmother came every six or seven minutes, three times in a row, but I hadn't reached orgasm yet, her jade hole couldn't take it anymore, her lustful fluids flowed out like a burst dam, from her vulva down her buttocks onto the car seat...

Even the proudest woman is still wanton and lustful at heart, my godmother had never been so happy, she hadn't had fun in a long time, and her temperament was impatient and passionate. Like fire, she disregarded everything, indulging in unrestrained pleasure, oblivious to her surroundings, reveling in unbridled joy. As long as she was happy, satisfied, and to my liking, she wouldn't fear even the most indiscriminate thrusting into her wanton little hole.

Little did she know that my ancestral skills, needless to say, were superb, had already conquered this lustful slut with her burning desire. She was satisfied, she was content, she had experienced the true taste of sexual pleasure, a paradise on earth, unforgettable. She would never forget that moment.

I stubbornly resisted ejaculating, thrusting wildly, fiercely, rapidly, and frantically, without beginning or end, advancing heroically.

"Mmm...mmm...off the hook...tsk...good darling...please spare me!" "Your thing is so big...

Ouch... Ouch... I'm wet... My bones are melting... Baby... Is that enough... You'll kill me if you keep going like this... I can't go any further... My pussy is so wet... Kiss... Kiss... Mmm... Mmm...

I'm in heaven... So comfortable... Good brother..." Her wild cries and moans, along with the sounds of her juices being thrust into her, formed a melodious symphony, enhancing the joyful atmosphere. Her jade-like body trembled slightly, her phoenix eyes were half-closed, and her whites rolled back, revealing a captivating light. Her joyful smile, combined with her seductive poses, bewitched the opposite sex with her wanton and seductive charm, revealing her alluring nature, captivating and alluring. Especially the swaying of her snow-white, plump buttocks and the movement of her high, firm breasts, made one's mind and heart flutter. My heart was excited, my desire was burning, and I was wildly excited.

My mind had gone completely mad. My penis, now thicker and more lubricated, thrust in and out, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. My jade stem, like a dragon, surged and thrashed, pounding and thrusting wildly, sometimes sideways, sometimes straight, relentlessly and fiercely penetrating her jade orifice. Her labia were pounded as if swallowing pearls, her flower core trembling with every thrust. She writhed and swayed violently, her juices flowing endlessly, until she was completely exhausted, drifting between consciousness and unconsciousness, no longer knowing where she was. She was overjoyed, intoxicated by the pleasure, captivated by this moment of her life, the sweetness, joy, satisfaction, and comfort forever etched in her heart, having reached the blissful state of ecstasy.

"Ugh! Ugh... Darling, baby... I'm going to die... You devil... You're the devil in my life...

Hmm... This thing is deadly... So thick... So long, as hard as iron... It's pounding my bones and making my soul fly away... My darling...

Good brother... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to come... Ah..." My godmother was incredibly seductive, naturally wanton. As her thick, long penis pounded into her, her juices flowed freely. Her eyes were wide open, her eyebrows relaxed, her plump buttocks swayed, her vulva opened and closed, and she gasped softly.

I was brave and skilled, using my techniques skillfully and rapidly. She could no longer resist. Seeing her beautiful moans, and how she still bravely welcomed me despite her exhaustion, I was aroused. My spirits soared, and I continued to thrust in, feeling as if I had conquered a noble and proud lady.

I thrust for over forty minutes, and my godmother must have released an enormous amount of vaginal fluid, ejaculating seven or eight times, practically emptying her bladder. I felt exhilarated, and continued to pound and thrust hard for a while. She gently rubbed her clitoris a few times, and my glans felt a tingling, itchy sensation. My whole body felt an indescribable pleasure, my penis throbbing wildly with heat, a comfortable feeling spreading through every cell!

I naturally stopped, holding my godmother tightly, my glans swollen and penetrating deep into her uterus. She squeezed and pressed against me, especially the heat within, absorbing it. A stream of hot semen shot into the depths of her uterus...

Chapter

Twenty-Nine: Playing in the Pool with My Godmother

The next day, my godmother, as usual, handled her affairs efficiently and treated me like a son. It was as if I had never touched her body before. Of course, sometimes I reminisce about last night…

Another night fell. After dinner, I was in my room, wondering whether to go back to Shanshan and Aunt Yan's. I hadn't been back for three or four days. A few days without touching Shanshan was a relief for her; if I didn't touch her for a few more days, she would definitely miss me terribly. And Aunt Yan would probably be out looking for men again.

Thinking back to last night, I felt it was a chance encounter with my godmother. Everything happened so naturally, like water flowing into a channel. Beforehand, no one seduced anyone, and after it happened, no one rejected anyone. I wondered if such things could happen again?

Just then, the maid came and told me that my godmother wanted me to take the bathrobe from the sofa to the swimming pool in the backyard for her.

I picked up my godmother's bathrobe and went outside. The moon had already risen, its light as clear as water, bright and gentle.

I walked towards the swimming pool and saw my godmother standing by the pool in the distance. The curves of her body appeared hazy and exquisite in the moonlight, and the evening breeze occasionally revealed glimpses of her flesh. Her long, slender legs stood in the water, her round, full buttocks slightly upturned. Her half-hidden body, bathed in moonlight, exuded a primal yet alluring sensuality, and I immediately felt my penis harden again.

Seeing me approach, my godmother stepped into the pool, stopping when the water reached her waist, cupping her hands and repeatedly splashing water over herself.

Watching this, my desire grew stronger with each passing moment. My godmother's muscles were taut and bulging, incredibly full and healthy, a beauty completely different from that of a young girl. She bent down, scooping her hair from the back of her head and rubbing it in the water. Her breasts, pulled down by gravity, hung straight down, covered by her wet robe, full and firm. My blood rushed to my head. My godmother slowly walked deeper into the pool, until she was chest-deep. Her dress billowed on the water, like a white flower in the moonlight…

There was no one around, and I forgot all my taboos. I ripped off my clothes and rushed towards my godmother.

I sank to the bottom of the pool, and in the moonlight, I could only see a pair of blurry, white legs, smooth and bare. I hugged her, and underwater, I kissed the area between her legs. My godmother was wearing a pair of silk panties, and I spat out a mouthful of saliva to stimulate that area. After a while, I crawled up to face her, our faces only inches apart. I hugged her tightly. She said, "Don't make a sound."

I embraced my godmother and walked deeper into the water until it reached my chest and her neck. She gently wrapped her arms around my neck, and with one hand I held her and the other I kneaded her breasts, while simultaneously pressing my lips to her sensual lips. We stood quietly in the water, kissing and caressing each other for a long time. Then, I put my right arm around her waist and gently lifted her thigh with my left hand, and she floated to the surface.

Her breasts swayed in the water, shimmering under the moonlight. Since her body was suspended in the water and her legs weren't touching the bottom, they were now freely open. I pulled down both of our underwear, letting her hips rest against my penis, and I thrust my penis between her legs.

My godmother said affectionately, "Look at you, so eager..."

I held her buttocks, my penis finding her jade hole below, and thrusting upwards. My hard penis slid smoothly into her body from the slightly cool pool water, warm and melting. I held her and began to thrust.

My godmother couldn't stand steadily, so she had to hook her hands around my neck to maintain her balance. If someone were far away, they could only see her upper body rising and falling on the water. Her breasts bobbed up and down rhythmically on the water's surface, and she began to moan, "Oh... um... um... ah... so good..."

In the quiet night under the bright moonlight, her soft moans mixed with the sound of the waves, like a symphony...

Her body rose and fell with my penis, her tongue was enveloped in it, and pleasure spread throughout her body. Her legs, without my noticing, had slipped from my hands and were hooked around my waist. I held my godmother's breasts in my hands, kneading them, my fingertips circling her nipples, while I licked her tongue. Her hair was loose, floating on the water's surface, rising and falling with the ripples created by our bodies. This sight aroused my lust to its peak, and my penis pounded fiercely into her. My godmother

was attacked from three sides—upper, middle, and lower—and her body couldn't withstand the onslaught of a young and strong man like me. She gasped for breath, and I supported her plump buttocks with both hands. Using the buoyancy of the water, I lifted her up with little effort, making it easier for me to thrust violently. The water around our bodies surged with our movements.

My godmother was moaning and panting as I fucked her, crying out, "Ugh! You're so cruel... my dear son...

you're fucking me... oh... I'm going to... lose it... oh... it feels so good... ah... I'm coming... I'm coming... I'm coming... ugh... umm... ah... ah... ah..." As I thrust in and out, I looked at my godmother's face. This was the first time I had seen her up close. My godmother was so charming. Her face, free of makeup, was beautiful and dignified. Although my thrusting made her brows furrow slightly, revealing an expression that seemed to be both painful and pleasurable, and the slight wrinkles around her eyes added to her mature charm.

That dignified yet alluring, mature yet seductive expression spurred me to concentrate all my strength into my penis, relentlessly and wildly ravaging my godmother's body... After

more than ten minutes, my godmother clung tightly to my neck with both hands, her nails almost digging into my flesh, her legs wrapped tightly around my buttocks, her head tilted back and swaying from side to side, her teeth biting her lip, her whole body trembling as she let out heavy, delicate moans. My godmother finally couldn't hold back any longer and climaxed. Seeing this woman brought to orgasm by myself filled me with immense pride. My penis pierced deep inside, and I stopped thrusting, holding her tightly as I let her savor the post-orgasmic pleasure...

But my godmother was, after all, a woman of status and position; her nobility made one bow down at her feet.

She never flirted with men, including me, and she wouldn't allow me to say anything suggestive to her. At first, I didn't know this; I thought that since I had my godmother's body, I could be more casual and say some slightly cheesy things. But she didn't appreciate it and instead brought the conversation to the point. Later, I realized what was going on.

When my godmother needed something, she wouldn't flirt with me but would say very seriously, "Xiaofeng, my legs are a little sore, come and massage them for me." Or she would say, "Come to my room." Or she would deliberately ask me to get her underwear while she was taking a shower, etc.

Even during sex, no matter how wild she was, she wouldn't take my penis in her mouth. Even if she really wanted to kiss or suck it, she would never do it. Her noble lineage wouldn't allow her to do these things for a man, even though she was just as wanton during sex, letting me ride her, riding me, and using various positions to accommodate me.

One time, we played for a long time in bed. She was very aroused, and my penis was still rubbing against her body. Later, I used her breasts to clamp my penis between my thighs and slowly pushed it to her lips before inserting it. My godmother said, "Xiaofeng... you're so naughty... godmother won't..."

I knew that being too forceful would ruin the atmosphere, so I begged her, "Godmother, give me one more time, give me one more time, please..."

After begging for a long time, my godmother finally gave me a little time, just a few minutes. My godmother's oral skills were truly outstanding, no less than Aunt Mei, Aunt Yan, and Aunt Manyuan. She sucked me to climax in just a few minutes. In return, I had sex with her six times that night. The next day, when Adong came to see his mother, my godmother and I were still sleeping together. Luckily, Adong didn't dare to push open his mother's door.

Chapter Thirty: The Dangerous Mission

During the first week of my intense infatuation with my godmother, I didn't want to go home. Shanshan was at school during the day, and I couldn't bother her too much at night. I also couldn't easily approach Aunt Mei. Only Aunt Yan was an option, but she had many evening activities, often accompanying her superiors or hosting parties.

Shanshan called to ask me what was going on, and I made excuses about work. Fortunately, my godmother often urged me to come home, and Shanshan loved having me with her.

But a few days later, Uncle Lin called. He very seriously wanted me to come back to discuss something.

I was uneasy, unsure if it was good news or bad. When I got home, Uncle Lin was waiting for me. He rarely treated me with such seriousness; even when I first arrived at his house with Adong from the army, he wasn't this formal. He was always very casual then.

He told me he had a mission for me: a large local gang had been extorting money from me, and their entertainment venues were selling drugs, ecstasy, and engaging in prostitution. Recently, a reporter from the provincial TV station was beaten half to death while secretly filming them. Many people had petitioned the central government, and the matter had attracted attention. The government was determined to dismantle this criminal organization. However, they didn't have enough evidence and needed someone to go undercover.

Because I used to drive for Uncle Lin, the municipal political and legal committee secretary and the public security bureau leaders knew me. They were impressed by my quick wit, agility, and strong will, and immediately thought of me.

So they approached Uncle Lin and asked me to go undercover. When Uncle Lin told them I was his future son-in-law, they were disappointed, but later strongly urged him to let me go. They promised that after the mission was accomplished, I would be appointed as the deputy director of a district public security bureau, and promoted to full director after a year. Imagine, someone at twenty-three or twenty-four (my age on my resume) becoming the deputy director of a public security bureau—that would be a very high starting point.

Uncle Lin wanted his son-in-law to be more outstanding than him, and he knew I would do well in this position based on my abilities.

But it was a dangerous task. The tempting offer made Uncle Lin consider it for several days, but he still wanted to ask me personally.

I enjoy trying adventurous things that can lead to success, so I agreed after hearing his suggestion.

Seeing that I had agreed, Uncle Lin became worried and advised me not to go, saying he would find another way for me to enter politics. But I told him I wasn't very interested in politics; I just wanted to do something to prove myself.

Uncle Lin's concern and worry only made me want to make him proud.

I didn't know how long this trip would take. Besides Uncle Lin and the Director of the Public Security Bureau and the Secretary of the Political and Legal Committee, no one else could know. I was only worried about Shanshan and Aunt Mei and her godmother.

But thinking of Aunt Mei, I felt guilty towards Uncle Lin, and I felt even more determined to go, using this time to forget about Aunt Mei.

For over half a month, I spent every night at the "Queen" nightclub, owned by the "Godmother," the wife of a gangster boss known as the "Godfather." My looks and charisma quickly made me somewhat famous there, and many female customers even invited me out. This also caught the "Godmother's" attention.

As planned, one day the Godmother was harassed by four tall young men on the street. I appeared just in time, quickly beating the four "thugs" until they were covered in blood and fled. The Godmother recognized me as the man who had recently become a regular at her nightclub. From then on,

every night when I went to the "Queen" nightclub, the Godmother would always sit with me. A few days later, the Godmother noticed I was looking downcast and asked me why. I explained that after being discharged from the army, I had been driving for the city government for over a year, but because I was from the countryside and had no connections, I had recently been laid off due to layoffs. I had applied to several companies, but hadn't been able to find work.

My godmother asked if I would like to come to her nightclub and become the head of security, specifically responsible for being her bodyguard and driver. I pretended to think about it for two days and then agreed.

My godmother's surname was Bai, her given name was Ruili, she was thirty-six years old, and a beautiful woman. In the circle, her beauty and wisdom were only comparable to another woman, Yuan Jing, the mistress of the former gang leader "Uncle Chang".

After I arrived, I began to learn about their inside story. It turned out that twenty years ago, this gang was just a small group controlled by only two people and a bunch of pickpockets. The leader was a man named Wen Yongchang, who came from the north and brought an apprentice named Fang Shengde. They had more than a dozen pickpockets around them, and they sat at home collecting money. Later, they gradually developed into collecting protection money, and their power expanded little by little.

At that time, Fang Shengde was in his early twenties, still relatively unknown but handsome. He was dating a girl named Tang Wanjuan. Uncle Chang was also in his thirties, charming and debonair. At this time, Uncle Chang's wife was still working in an accounting department in a factory in the north. Uncle Chang's mature and sophisticated demeanor also attracted Tang Wanjuan's attention. Later, the master and apprentice stole each other's hearts, causing a long period of discord and a strained relationship. It wasn't until a year later, when Fang Shengde found a more attractive girl, Bai Ruili, that the master and apprentice reunited.

Several years later, Fang Shengde's power and fame grew, while Uncle Chang, who was more adept at womanizing than capable, relied entirely on Fang Shengde for his influence. Uncle Chang had no choice but to relinquish his leadership position and step down to become a strategist.

After several years of development by Fang Shengde, this group rapidly expanded into a powerful conglomerate, and Fang Shengde became a notorious "godfather." They were not only involved in extortion, protection rackets, and assaults, but also allegedly had a drug trade. Several murders stemming from turf wars were also linked to them. However, they maintained a facade of legitimate business, owning several legitimate companies, and the godfather himself was a representative to the city's People's Congress.

I also learned about their family structure. The godfather's wife, Bai Ruili, married him years ago and had a daughter. Several years ago, Bai Ruili's sister, Bai Jiali, who had never married, also married the godfather, but they have not yet had children.

Uncle Chang's wife came to live with her husband more than ten years ago, but for the past two years, Uncle Chang has primarily lived with his second wife, Tang Wanjuan, and especially his mistress, Yuan Jing. Uncle Chang and his wife have a son named Wen Qiang, nicknamed "King Kong," and a daughter named Wen Qianru. He also has a daughter named Wen Jingru with Tang Wanjuan. Wen Qiang married Wen Yixian. Uncle Chang and his mistress Yuan Jing have not yet had children.

More than ten years ago, the Godfather married his godmother, Bai Ruili. Two years ago, he married his godmother's sister, Bai Jiali, as his second wife. His godmother has a daughter named Fang Zirou.

Their power structure was as follows: the Godfather was the boss, and Uncle Chang was actually the second-in-command. They ran legitimate companies. The entertainment venues were managed by the Godmother. Besides the "Queen" nightclub, which was the largest, there were three other entertainment and food establishments. The Godmother had overall management over these. The second-in-command was Uncle Chang's mistress, Yuan Jing. The Godmother and Yuan Jing had a relationship like sisters.

Simply being the Godmother's bodyguard wasn't enough to gather evidence of the group's crimes. Only by getting close to the Godfather, Fang Shengde, could one obtain sufficient evidence.

So, at the right opportunity, the Godmother recognized me as her godson, and she became my god-sister.

The Godmother then recommended me to the Godfather, and after a while, the Godfather grew increasingly fond of me.

At the same time, I understood their relationship better. Uncle Chang didn't willingly become the boss, but due to the Godfather's immense power, he had no choice; it could be called the Godfather seizing power. Originally, Yuan Jing also managed the entertainment venues, but with the Godfather's power grab, they were transferred to the Godmother's management, and she managed them even better than Yuan Jing had. Except for Yuan Jing and Bai Ruili, everyone else felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Especially Uncle Chang's son, Wenqiang, who was determined to inherit his father's position, was even more unhappy that Fang Shengde had taken it. If Uncle Chang hadn't warned him, he would have rebelled long ago.

Now, Wenqiang is also cultivating his own power base, and these people are all shady characters who frequently assault others. They charge high protection fees, causing widespread discontent. Wenqiang also deals in drugs, and his operation is large-scale and he's not good at disguising it. Wenqiang's power has grown significantly, posing a threat to the Godfather.

If it weren't for Uncle Chang's sake, the Godfather would have wanted to get rid of him long ago. Chapter Thirty-One: My New Wife Jingru .

Being by the Godfather's side is dangerous, requiring me to be constantly cautious. I knew he initially sent people to investigate my background. But after two months, he completely trusted me. However, as the Godfather's trust in me increased, my position rose to second only to Uncle Chang, which greatly threatened Uncle Chang, especially his son Wenqiang. As far as I knew, Uncle Chang was plotting against me at every turn. Several times, I managed to thwart his schemes thanks to my quick wit or the protection of my godfather. Sometimes, it was because I was an undercover agent, and the police gave me a special pass, allowing me to escape danger.

Uncle Chang couldn't do anything to me right away, and I started thinking about Shanshan, Aunt Mei, and my godmother again.

There were waitresses at the nightclub, but I didn't want my godmother to know, even though it was a casual thing to do in the industry. I decided to keep it to myself.

Then, a girl appeared—Wen Jingru, Uncle Chang's daughter with Tang Wanjuan.

Jingru's appearance was sudden; I had never seen her before, but she was always around me. She was a very beautiful girl, not yet eighteen, and studying at a university in the city. We didn't know each other for long before I learned the secret. It turned out that Uncle Chang saw me as a capable person, someone who could achieve great things anywhere. He feared that my unwavering loyalty to my godfather would be detrimental to him, so he wanted to bring me into his fold to maintain balance within the power structure. Otherwise, they would only be slowly weakened.

Jingru was a very innocent girl; she knew nothing of these things. She was completely captivated by me, and I was happy to fall for it.

When I was with Jingru, her behavior was the opposite of what one would expect from someone in this environment—she was still a virgin! And I could only hug her, at most touch her breasts. Once, when I reached down to her genitals, she clamped her legs tightly together, refusing to let me move, showing the look of terror a young girl could have.

After dating Jingru for two months, on her eighteenth birthday, we held an engagement ceremony. The ceremony was very grand; many people from our circle attended. I think it was Uncle Chang's proud achievement; he wanted everyone in the circle to know I was his son-in-law.

That evening, after the guests left, Jingru and I sat in the room. This was a three-bedroom, two-living-room house, part of Uncle Chang's dowry for his daughter.

The brothers had been making a ruckus all night, and Jingru was quite tired, but I wasn't sleepy yet.

Jingru went to take a shower, and I suddenly thought of Shanshan. I felt truly sorry for her. But to complete my mission, I had no choice but to continue the charade. I wonder if Uncle Lin knows about my engagement ceremony today? Thankfully, it's just an engagement, not a wedding.

Thinking of Shanshan, I felt I had let her down, and my interest waned.

Jingru finished showering, and I went to shower too. I just wanted to excuse myself to sleep, or tell Jingru to save the "most beautiful" moments for our wedding.

When I came out of the shower, I saw Jingru and froze.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for me. Her long, flowing hair cascaded down her back, and a silk nightgown hung on her body, her graceful figure exuding charm. While she wasn't as stunningly beautiful as Shanshan or Tingting, her beauty had a different kind of allure. There are countless kinds of beauty in the world, but you can't compare them all. Whenever you see one kind, you can't help but be attracted and captivated. Jingru truly captivated me.

I went over and hugged Jingru tightly, caressing her, gently sliding the straps of her nightgown down her shoulders, revealing her bare upper body. Jingru shyly half-closed her eyes. I admired her, marveling at the wonders of creation. Her graceful curves outlined an alluring figure; her high, firm breasts accentuated her glistening, rosy nipples; her rounded hips, slender waist, full, long thighs, and shapely calves like pink lotus roots; her skin, white and translucent like cream—every part of her exuded the alluring fragrance of a virgin…

Jingru murmured, “Brother, I give you… I give you… I belong to you…”

I breathed heavily, and as my clothes fell away, my erect penis sprang forth, standing straight up, its glans, gleaming with a bluish light, pointing directly at Jingru… At that moment, my only thought was to possess this beautiful girl.

Jingru had peeked at me with her eyes half-open. When she saw my enormous, long penis, her body trembled. She knew that soon this thing would penetrate her body from below. She was clearly terrified; wouldn't such a huge, long thing tear apart her tiny opening? "That's so long, it'll definitely hit my heart and liver, won't that kill someone?" She immediately screamed, "Ah! No!"

I quickly lay on top of Jingru, stroking her and comforting her.

She said, "Brother, please let me go, your thing is so long and big, it'll definitely tear the thing in my neck apart... I'll die then."

I said, "Silly Jingru, how can a man and a woman die from doing this kind of thing?"

She said, "Yes, I heard that some people died while giving birth..."

"That's childbirth, and only a very small number of people have difficult births..." I said, gently stroking her tender vulva. Because of my slow comforting and stroking, she calmed down a bit, and her tender vulva flowed with nectar.

At this moment, I spread Jingru's legs, knelt on the bed with my knees, and knelt between the girl's legs, pressing her legs down with my own, and pressed the head of my penis close to the girl's sacred scrotum. Then I leaned down, supporting myself on the bed with my left hand, and held my penis with my right hand, forcefully aiming the head of my penis at the girl's vaginal opening.

Jingru said, "Brother, can't we not do it?"

I said, "Good sister, how can we not do it on our wedding night? Don't be afraid."

She closed her eyes and cried, "I belong to you for the rest of my life. If you insist, I can only give it to you. Brother, if I die, you must stay by my side every day..."

I said, "How silly..."

So I skillfully parted Jingru's labia, and slowly inserted the head of my penis. When the glans entered the vaginal opening, I could feel the instinctive resistance of Jingru's hymen against my penis.

It was so exciting! The crucial moment had arrived. I felt the hard, pebble-sized glans forcefully forcing open the tight vaginal opening. I let my penis stay at the entrance of Jingru's vagina for a moment and swayed it from side to side to widen it. Amid the girl's painful cries, I plunged into her virgin honey hole. My penis slowly and mercilessly pushed in, the tender flesh around it tightly gripping the glans. I hadn't felt this way in a long time.

The head of my penis advanced all the way to her hymen before stopping. The glans pressed tightly against Jingru's hymen, which was now in excruciating pain, tears streaming down her face. It felt as if a huge, red-hot rod was being inserted into her lower body, threatening to tear her apart. She shook her head desperately, her fingernails digging deep into my arm. Her cherry-like mouth was wide open, emitting a piercing sound.

I savored the sensation of tearing her hymen while simultaneously enjoying the agony on Jingru's face as she lost her virginity. My penis withdrew further, stopping only at the entrance of her vagina. The vaginal opening gripped the shallow groove beneath the glans tightly, a sensation indescribably beautiful. I saw Jingru open her beautiful eyes, her large, tearful eyes filled with confusion; she seemed not to understand why I had withdrawn.

I thrust forward abruptly, feeling the immense pressure of her trembling vaginal walls being forcefully torn apart and rebounding onto my penis. My glans triumphantly and cruelly broke through the girl's fragile defenses, mercilessly tearing away the mark of her virginity. Blood, like a peach blossom carrying the fragrance of virginity, splattered, landing on my glans and leaving a long trail of blood before hitting the end of her vagina. With the thrust of my penis, Jingru let out a piercing scream. Her beautiful face contorted in pain, tears streaming from her tightly closed eyes.

I was now completely on top of Jingru, pulling my buttocks back slightly. In the brief moment of her struggle, I thrust my hips and buttocks forward with all my might, propelling my penis forward with a powerful "plop," my entire penis plunging in, once again completely penetrating Jingru's virginity.

When her hymen was pierced, the pain caused Jingru to scream in agony, "Ah! Ah!!" I believe the nearby residents heard these screams. They all knew tonight was my engagement night, but they never imagined my fiancée was a virgin until they heard these screams.

Jingru felt something hard as iron and burning hot penetrate her body. It went in deeply, tightly, as if her body was being pierced. Jingru knew that her carefully guarded virginity had finally been broken by this man, and the next step would be forcibly thrusting deep into her body, taking her life.

I held Jingru down, straddling her and thrusting violently. I thought the girl beneath me was so beautiful; I was like a lion in heat. I breathed heavily, my penis as hard and erect as an iron rod! Each thrust was a full descent, each insertion reaching deep into Jingru's uterus.

As my penis thrust in and out of Jingru's vagina, I clearly felt the vagina's impenetrable walls surrounding, caressing, moistening, and stimulating it. Especially when my penis withdrew to the vaginal opening, the newly ruptured hymen gently scraped against the glans, like a tender little mouth licking my shaft… It

was so beautiful. My entire hard, thick penis was tightly enveloped and powerfully sucked by the virgin's narrow vagina. I admired the blood gushing from the torn hymen, staining my entire penis red, trickling onto the pristine white bed. The intense trembling inside the virgin's vagina constantly massaged my swollen glans, fanning the flames of desire burning within me, intensely satisfying the conquering and possessive desires deep within my soul.

Each time I withdrew my penis, it pulled at the injured vaginal flesh, bringing waves of unbearable pain to the young girl. The excruciating pain brought tears streaming down Jingru's face as she cried out, like the tears often shed by a virgin forced into prostitution or rape. I kneaded her bouncing breasts.

Consumed by lust, I had reached a point of unbridled indulgence; every organ in my body was unconsciously releasing energy. My hands kneaded Jingru's firm breasts, and I continued like a lion for over thirty minutes. Jingru's cries, initially loud, had become faint. The pain in her lower body had numbed her.

And due to my pent-up desire over the past few days, coupled with Jingru's tight, tender opening, my penis exploded in my central nervous system, causing me to collapse. It came, it came! Volcanic lava-like semen gushed out at high speed, scalding the half-dazed Jingru, making her body shudder. One, two, three… my penis throbbed violently within her writhing, hot opening. The exhaustion of this orgasm was so intense that I collapsed onto Jingru. It felt so good, so incredibly good!

I pulled out, my penis was covered in blood and semen, and thick semen mixed with bright red virgin blood was flowing out of Jingru's tender vagina...

I hugged Jingru, cleaned her genitals, and gave her some anti-inflammatory medicine. I gently comforted her, and after a long time, she finally caught her breath and looked at me, saying, "Brother, am I still alive...? My lower body is numb with pain..."

The next day, when we went back to Jingru's parents' home, after dinner, Jingru's mother, Aunt Wanjuan, who was also Uncle Chang's second wife, called me into the room and said, "Why don't you love Jingru a little more? She's still so young, how can you treat her like this?"

Aunt Wanjuan felt sorry for her daughter and scolded me for a long time. When Jingru saw that I didn't say anything, she hugged Aunt Wanjuan tenderly and begged her mother to stop talking. After Aunt Wanjuan left, Jingru came over and hugged me again to comfort me.

When I came out, Uncle Chang knew about his daughter's situation last night and that Aunt Wanjuan had scolded me. He smiled and comforted me, "Don't mind women. Every woman goes through this. It'll pass."

Actually, I knew that the biggest cause of Jingru's intense pain was her tension and psychological barriers. It's like getting a shot; the more nervous and afraid you are, the more your muscles contract, resulting in more pain. Once you relax, it doesn't hurt anymore. That's why some seven- or eight-year-old girls don't feel any pain or cry when they get shots, while some women in their twenties or thirties cry and scream incessantly.

After our wedding night, although I didn't have sex with Jingru again, I would caress and kiss her every night. Jingru really liked it. Whenever I touched her breasts and the area around her vulva, she would get very excited. A few days later, I learned that Jingru's lower body pain had subsided. I caressed her until she felt a burning desire, then pulled out my penis again. Jingru shuddered. This time, I only gently teased her tender opening. She knew that although my penis was large and long, it wouldn't kill her, so she wasn't so afraid anymore, but she was still afraid of pain.

I comforted her, saying that I just wanted to play with her and wouldn't penetrate her. So I rubbed my penis all over her body and taught her to suck it with her mouth. Jingru didn't have much skill; her cherry-like mouth couldn't handle my huge penis, and her teeth even rubbed against me. But I thought she was so cute, and in the end, she could only lick it.

When I rubbed my penis against Jingru's tender opening, she was very excited. So I tried to push it in little by little. It took me more than a minute to push it all the way in. Jingru was very surprised. She said she didn't feel any pain, only a burning sensation. I slowly moved in and out, and Jingru said she felt a little comfortable.

So I pulled out, and with a thrust of my hips, pushed the head of my penis back into Jingru's vagina. Once her body was inside my glans, I pushed again, inserting my entire penis into her vagina… Jingru

cried out, “Ah!” followed by an unprecedented fullness, a sense of completeness, as if this fullness was the best remedy to relieve the tingling sensation throughout her body. I didn't rush to thrust, but instead kissed Jingru's breasts even more gently, biting her nipples. After only a moment, Jingru was already moaning loudly, “Oh…oh…um…um…” These were the uncontrollable moans of a young girl who hadn't yet experienced the pleasures of life; she didn't yet know how to utter lewd words.

At this moment, I began to slowly thrust in and out, pulling out only leaving the tip of my penis inside Jingru's body, then thrusting it back in, pressing my testicles tightly against her labia. With each thrust, Jingru's moans reached a climax. Jingru kept her eyes tightly closed, even biting her lip, her face as red as a crabapple blossom, panting heavily. But the lustful fluids from her lower body flowed like a burst dam; even with just a slow thrust, a gurgling spring of fluid was already flowing…

Seeing Jingru's shy appearance, and feeling the immense grip and warmth on my penis, I could no longer suppress my desire. I began to thrust rapidly and completely to the root. Jingru cried out repeatedly, her firm breasts rising and falling with my vigorous movements…

I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts into Jingru. Jingru seemed to reward my efforts handsomely, her alluring voice like a nightingale's song, her sacred fluids like sweet dew... A few minutes later, Jingru's body convulsed again, followed by gushing fluids that assaulted my penis...

I no longer showed any mercy to the young girl, thrusting wildly and forcefully. After thirty or forty minutes, Jingru had countless orgasms, and I could no longer withstand the tightness of her tender vagina and the constant spasms. A numbing sensation shot from my lower body to my brain, and I ejaculated all my semen into Jingru's abdomen...

From then on, Jingru enjoyed more and more of this pleasure, especially since she was my only woman, so she endured my frenzied attacks almost every night.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Struggle.

Two tigers cannot share one mountain; unless there is a centralized power, struggle is inevitable.

The struggles were complex, but this article focuses not on describing those aspects, but rather on recording my romantic affairs with some women. Therefore, the internal gang conflicts will be glossed over briefly, just enough to make sense.

Several years ago, the Godfather ousted Master "Uncle Chang" and took the top position himself, creating a rift within the gang.

Several months later, "King Kong" Wen Qiang became increasingly dissatisfied with the Godfather, and signs of establishing his own faction became more and more obvious. He had already recruited a large number of men, and his business was booming, his power growing, competing with other gangs for territory, trafficking larger and larger quantities of drugs, and doing so more and more openly. With Uncle Chang's covert support, he even began to challenge the Godfather.

But I knew in my heart that the Godfather considered me one of his own. Uncle Chang was wary of me and tried to win me over, but King Kong disdained me, believing that he could easily carve out a territory and rival the Godfather.

Because of the trouble King Kong had stirred up, our gang immediately faced unanimous condemnation from other gangs, and recently, the police had also begun to pay attention to several cases involving our gang.

Therefore, the Godfather specifically summoned King Kong and gave him a good scolding. He also informed Uncle Chang that if King Kong continued like this, it would inevitably lead to the downfall of the gang. If King Kong acted on his own again, he would be crippled.

I knew that over the years, the Godfather had become a two-faced man, silent on the surface but ruthless behind the scenes. His words to King Kong were both a gesture of loyalty to his brother and a promise he kept.

Unexpectedly, King Kong acted first. He set up a table at the hotel, saying it was to apologize. When the Godfather and I arrived, we realized something was wrong. King Kong was sitting there with five burly thugs, while the Godfather was only with me and another follower. The door was locked from the inside as soon as we entered. The atmosphere was extremely tense.

King Kong, a cigar dangling from his lips, had it lit by someone next to him. He exuded the air of a true boss. He said to the Godfather, "Boss, a few years ago you took my place, now it's time to hand it back to me. How about it? I won't treat you unfairly."

The Godfather replied, "What do you think you're doing? Do you think you can take this position?"

"I have just as many brothers as you, but they're ruthless. Several have killed people. I'm afraid you won't be able to refuse."

King Kong winked at someone beside him, who immediately pointed a sharp knife at the Godfather's chest.

Seeing this, I rushed over and pushed him away. "What are you doing? Let's talk this out."

The man slashed at me with the knife, but I dodged. Another man with a knife came over. King Kong said, "Take that kid down, teach him a lesson, but don't kill him..."

Before King Kong could finish speaking, "Bang!" King Kong clutched his chest and slumped into his chair. The Godfather held a pistol pointed at another bodyguard. King Kong struggled and shouted, "Kill them!"

"Bang!" Another shot rang out, another bodyguard was hit in the abdomen, while the two who attacked me were knocked to the ground by me.

The others froze, too afraid to move. King Kong hadn't expected the Godfather to have a handgun; he only knew of smoothbore guns or low-powered pistols. Seeing that all was lost, he said to me, "I never expected this, you... what a brother-in-law..."

I hadn't expected it either. I quickly called an ambulance, but by the time they arrived at the hospital, King Kong was already dead. The wounded bodyguard, at least, survived.

The Godfather made arrangements at the hospital and began dealing with matters within the gang; all of King Kong's henchmen had submitted to him.

The Godfather, not one to back down, summoned Uncle Chang. Uncle Chang, grieving the loss of his son, disregarded his own life. The Godfather gave him two plane tickets, giving him two days to fly to Guizhou, after which all his activities would be confined to Guizhou. Uncle Chang not only wanted to fight the Godfather to the death but also threatened to kill me. In his view, taking me as his son-in-law was a double loss.

When I arrived at Uncle Chang's house, he already considered me an enemy. I didn't want it to be this way, but I knew that in this circle, relationships were based on mutual exploitation, and this would weaken their power, which would benefit my work. Thinking back to the various schemes Uncle Chang had plotted against me when I first joined the gang, I originally hated him too; marrying his daughter to me was just a gamble for him.

I wanted to persuade Uncle Chang, but his family was filled with hatred for me, so I gave up. Jingru was especially furious with me, a despicable person. She was disappointed in me, feeling betrayed and sold out. Heartbroken, she declared she would sever all ties with me and go home to be with her mother until she died. Everyone else was in a panic. Besides Jingru, Tang Wanjuan, Yuan Jing, and even Jin Gang's wife, Uncle Chang's daughter-in-law, were all begging Uncle Chang to take them away.

But I didn't see Uncle Chang's first wife; I'd never met her before. Uncle Chang rarely visited her; she managed a small market within the gang.

Since he could only take one person, Uncle Chang ultimately only took Tang Wanjuan. He believed Yuan Jing was still young, and once he lost his power, Yuan Jing would be unreliable.

The Godfather announced that from now on, Uncle Chang's territory would be under his control, and all his property would belong to him.

Next, Uncle Chang's relatives would be dealt with according to gang rules. Adult male relatives would be eliminated (but Uncle Chang no longer had any adult male relatives), underage children would be taken to remote mountainous areas to be sold, and adult women would be sold to even more remote, inaccessible mountainous areas to be wives for life or sold to the coast as prostitutes.

Chapter Thirty-Three: Marrying Yuan Jing .

Because everyone in Uncle Chang's family needed to be dealt with, the Godmother found me and said that Jingru had left me, and I could marry Yuan Jing. This way, Yuan Jing wouldn't be sold to the mountains or into prostitution, and she would be devoted to me after marrying me. She also said that only two people could keep Yuan Jing from leaving: me, because Uncle Chang and King Kong's property and personnel were now mine, and the Godfather, but the Godmother would never allow Yuan Jing to marry the Godfather.

I said, "Sister, isn't Yuan Jing too old? She's almost ten years older than me!" I knew that Yuan Jing had been working with my godmother for several years and was the second most important woman in the gang. Like my godmother, she was a cultured and elegant woman, quiet and graceful, but also capable—a managerial type who could help her husband succeed in his career. My godmother often said it was a pity that Yuan Jing married Uncle Chang. That's because Yuan Jing came from a small town; her parents were low-level employees. When her father became seriously ill and urgently needed money, she invested in Uncle Chang's company and was subsequently seduced by him.

Over the years, she and my godmother had become like sisters. Now, my godmother was determined to protect her.

My godmother said, "What's wrong with Yuan Jing being ten years older than me? We don't need a marriage certificate. She'll just help me manage affairs, help me succeed in my career, and give me a child. I don't need any formal status. Wouldn't she have even less status marrying Uncle Chang?"

I thought she made sense. Actually, I also felt that it was a waste to sell such a beautiful and outstanding woman to an illiterate old farmer in the mountains as his wife. I thought this woman was remarkable when I first met her, but I didn't think much of it because she was Uncle Chang's concubine. I told my godmother I'd think about it some more.

The next day I asked my godmother if Yuan Jing knew about this.

My godmother said, "How would she know? You didn't answer me. This is just my personal opinion. If you don't want her, you'll have to sell her."

I said yes, but I had two conditions: first, the marriage must be done according to old traditions; second, Yuan Jing must not know who she is marrying, only that she is being married to someone from the gang.

My godmother agreed.

Uncle Chang has five properties: one for his first wife, one for his second wife Tang Wanjuan and their daughter Jingru, and one for his youngest wife Yuan Jing. Uncle Chang usually lives at the homes of his second and youngest wives, leaving two properties vacant. My godfather asked me to retrieve the keys to those two vacant properties, and my godmother arranged for one of them, a four-bedroom, two-living-room house, to be our new home.

The house was already renovated, with some minor alterations and furnishings. However, since I had just taken over Uncle Chang's territory, I didn't have time to manage his assets; I needed to appease his former subordinates first. This also made it seem like I wasn't particularly interested in Uncle Chang's wealth. So, for the next few days, I focused solely on appeasing Uncle Chang's former subordinates and managing his companies. My godfather sent several people to keep an eye on Uncle Chang's relatives to prevent them from escaping or reporting him to the police. The arrangements for the new house were handled by my godmother's sister, Bai Jiali, my godfather's second wife.

The third day was my wedding day with Yuan Jing. That morning, my godfather and godmother had me wait at the new house to get ready.

That evening, a wedding car brought Yuan Jing, dressed in a traditional red dress, to the door of the new house. After the wedding ceremony, the bride was led to the bridal chamber.

Actually, this wasn't a standard old-fashioned wedding, but rather an imitation. I felt it wasn't appropriate to just casually live with Yuan Jing, and I also wanted to experience the feel of a traditional wedding. However, I had requested beforehand that there be no wedding night pranks.

Since neither Yuan Jing nor I were getting married for the first time, the guests didn't play any games. After the ceremony, we all went for a big meal. Of course, they knew what I was going to do on our wedding night.

I closed the door and went to the bedroom. Yuan Jing sat motionless on the edge of the bed, wearing a bright red dress and a large red veil over her head. Dim red candles burned. I sat down next to her without lifting her veil. The veil was made of thick red brocade, which I had asked my godmother to find, so it wasn't visible from the inside.

I embraced Yuan Jing, and neither of us spoke. My hand slipped inside her chest, causing her to tremble slightly, unsure of who she was marrying, or whether he was old or young.

She was wearing a traditional silk dress with a front opening, and my hand reached into the area that old man Uncle Chang often played with. It's funny, really. Uncle Chang's daughter was engaged to me and had been living with me for two or three months. I had made her once firm breasts fuller, and her vulva had become thicker. Uncle Chang was my father-in-law now, but now his daughter had left me, and his new wife had been arranged by his godmother to marry me. It's quite a legendary story.

I caressed Yuan Jing's breasts. Because she was wearing a traditional silk dress, she wasn't wearing a bra. I pinched and played with her nipples, and soon they stood erect. Yuan Jing's breasts weren't particularly large compared to the women I'd been with, not comparable to Aunt Mei or Aunt Yan, but they were still quite full. After playing with them for a while, I reached down to between her legs to touch her vulva.

Through the silk, I could feel how plump Yuan Jing's vulva was, the result of Uncle Chang's years of use. I slowly caressed it, gently stimulating it with my middle finger, feeling my finger getting wetter and wetter, but Yuan Jing remained unmoved on the surface.

I knelt on the carpet, lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing a pair of red silk panties underneath. I gently pulled them down, parted Yuan Jing's legs, and in the flickering red candlelight, her vulva, half-hidden between her thighs, appeared before my eyes—a vertical slit glistening with moisture. I couldn't wait to bring my mouth to it, gently licking her slit. As I licked and teased, the clitoris in Yuan Jing's vulva gradually enlarged, and her body reacted, twisting slightly, her breathing becoming rapid.

I stood by the bed, took off my clothes, but didn't lift her veil, so she wouldn't guess who was doing this to her. Since I didn't lift her veil, she didn't dare to either. I hugged Yuan Jing, moving her buttocks towards the edge of the bed so her vulva was exposed. I half-squatted, half-kneeled, holding my penis and aiming it at Yuan Jing's vulva, stirring the tip of my penis against her vulva and folds. Even if she were a virgin, she would find it hard to resist, and Yuan Jing couldn't help but moan.

I felt the fluid at the tip of my penis increasing, becoming increasingly slippery. Seeing the time was right, I aimed my penis at the entrance and thrust it in. I felt her body tremble as I held her. When my penis was two-thirds inside, I lifted Yuan Jing's buttocks, raising them high, and then thrust it all the way in with unstoppable force. Yuan Jing couldn't help but cry out, "Ah—there's more…"

I picked Yuan Jing up, sat on the edge of the bed, and had her sit facing me in my lap, my penis deeply inserted into her vulva. Yuan Jing's red veil still covered her head. As I thrust powerfully with my hips, the veil swung back and forth above her head. After a few vigorous thrusts, Yuan Jing no longer cared who I was. She wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck, her moans growing louder, "Oh... ah... oh... um... ah..."

I held Yuan Jing and thrust hard, wanting to penetrate every place Uncle Chang couldn't reach before. Yuan Jing was driven to ecstasy by my powerful and rapid thrusts, and couldn't help but cry out, "It's coming... it's coming... ah...

I'm dying!" She clung to me desperately, her fingers almost digging into my flesh, her legs wrapping around my waist like vines, making it difficult to pull my penis out from deep inside her. At this moment, I felt a torrent of fluid gushing from Yuan Jing's vagina, washing over my penis. Accompanied by Yuan Jing's trembling body, I felt incredibly good...

After Yuan Jing climaxed, I let her sit quietly on my penis for more than two minutes, letting her breathe and rest...

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