Shoot on the teacher's beautiful legs

Junjun looked satisfied after ejaculating on my stockinged legs. I was about to take off the semen-stained stockings when the phone suddenly rang.
"Ring ring ring ring!"
"Let me answer it!"
Junjun answered it, still naked from the waist down, his still-erect penis swaying between his legs.
I smiled and shook my head. He had just done something obscene to his mother, and now he was acting like a big kid again.
I slowly pulled down the wet, slippery black stocking on my right leg. My son's semen had already soaked through the stocking and dripped onto my leg.
I gently wiped the semen off my calf and pubic hair with the stocking.
Just then, Junjun came over again: "Mom, the phone is for you. It's a man's voice."
I stood up from the entryway and went to the living room naked to answer the phone. That little rascal Junjun followed behind me, touching my buttocks.
I half-laughed and slapped his hand away, shooing him to the bathroom to clean himself up as I picked up the receiver: "Hello?"
"Hey! You little slut, so you have a son, huh? Do you usually play with his dick?"
I recognized the voice of the pervert who had humiliated me this morning. I couldn't believe he would actually call me; but I also couldn't believe that I was actually playing with my own son's dick.
I was worried that he had revealed something to Junjun, and I was also afraid that the pervert would hurt him, so my voice sounded very tense:
"You... how did you find this place? You, what do you want?"
I instinctively hugged my breasts tightly, as if the pervert was right in front of me.
"Hehe, finding out a high school teacher's contact information isn't that hard, especially since I've seen your whole body. Hey! Ever thought about my big dick?"
The pervert's words were provocative, making me recall the dark glans that had ravaged my mouth this morning, and even the strong stench and smell of his semen on his penis.
"What...what do you want?"
Should I call the police if he tries to blackmail me? But then my shameful secret will be exposed, and Junjun and I will never be able to face anyone again.
"Hey! Don't be nervous, I just want to ask you for a favor. Tomorrow is Sunday, you don't have to go to school, right?"
"So what?"
"Then at 11 a.m., go to the entrance of Dongfa Nursing Home on Juru Street and wait for me. Remember, you must wear white stockings, no underwear, understand?"
"What? Hey! Wait a minute, what do you want? Hey? Hey?"
The pervert didn't answer and hung up. I hung up the phone anxiously, wondering what the pervert was up to now.
Just then, Junjun came out of the bathroom after cleaning himself and asked me, "Mom, who was that man?"
"Oh! It's nothing, just a student's parent calling. Uh... by the way, I have to meet with a parent tomorrow, so I won't be back at noon."
I made up a lie and then went to the bathroom to clean myself, feeling lost.
That night, I tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep, worried about what the pervert wanted me to do.
The next morning, I dragged my tired body out of bed.
To cover the dark circles under my eyes from a sleepless night, I put on some heavy makeup and tied my long hair into a bun, revealing my fair neck and ears. I wore a milky white bra and a dress, and as the pervert had instructed, I wore a pair of transparent white stockings, without any underwear.
I pulled the thin, smooth stockings up to my waist, the crotch of the white stockings pressed tightly against my bare vulva, revealing the black pubic hair underneath. I was afraid that I would leak fluid when I walked and rubbed against it.
I put on a pair of white lace-up high heels and headed out to my secret rendezvous with this pervert.
Dongfa Nursing Home wasn't far from my home; it was just a few bus stops away.
But the people on the bus kept glancing at my legs, which were clad in stockings. I hoped they hadn't seen the pubic hair shining through my white stockings.
I finally got off near Juru Street and, after a while, found the entrance to Dongfa Nursing Home.
There was already a man waiting at the entrance—it was indeed that pervert.
He was smoking a cigarette, carrying a large paper bag in his left hand. When
he saw me, he dropped his cigarette and walked over: "You really keep your word, Teacher Yin! Hehe! Let me see if your lower half has kept its word again?"
He glanced at my legs, which were clad in white stockings, and gestured for me to lift my skirt for him.
"What? This...this is the street!"
"Don't make a sound! I'll let you spread your legs here and let me do it to you! Hurry up!"
I couldn't resist him, so I had no choice but to lift my dress in the dark corner in front of the nursing home, revealing my lower body covered by white stockings.
I only pulled the hem of the dress up to expose my genitals, and was about to pull the dress down when the pervert reached out and rubbed his fingers on the crotch of my stockings.
"Ugh! No...don't...do this..."
I moaned, but I couldn't stop the pervert's fingers from groping me. He used his index and middle fingers to rub the labia of my stockings, and soon my vaginal fluid seeped out from my genitals, the silk crotch of the white stockings became translucent, and my black pubic hair became more clearly visible. My genitals also secreted an aphrodisiac scent. I stood in the shadows of the street, letting the pervert lift my dress and rub my genitals. I felt no different from the prostitutes on the street.
The pervert fondled my genitals through my stockings for about two minutes, arousing my desire. Then he withdrew his fingers, pulled down my skirt, and panted, saying, "Phew... Okay, come with me!"
He then walked into the Dongfa Nursing Home.
I could only endure the wetness in my genitals and follow the pervert into the nursing home...

I endured the wetness in my genitals and followed the pervert into the Dongfa Nursing Home.
The thin, smooth white stockings clung tightly to my vulva and buttocks. The fluid from my genitals, after being teased by the pervert, flowed down my thighs. If someone were to suddenly lift my skirt now, they would find that my white stockings were soaked with my own fluids, making them semi-transparent, and perhaps even revealing my pink labia and dark pubic hair.
I squeezed my legs together as I entered the nursing home to prevent further fluid leakage, but my stockinged legs rubbed against each other, and the crotch of the stockings pressed against my tender, sensitive labia, keeping me in a state of arousal.
The pervert led me through the winding corridors of the nursing home. This nearly 1,000-square-foot facility housed forty or fifty elderly people, all men, around seventy or eighty years old.
Each slept on a single bed resembling a hospital bed, with a urinal placed under each bed. Some elderly people with limited mobility lay on the bed simply wrapped in diapers; some weren't even wearing pants, their dark, wrinkled old penises exposed, filling the entire nursing home with the stench of old people and urine.
I frowned slightly and quickened my pace, following closely behind the pervert.
Some of the elderly people with vacant eyes stared blankly as I walked through the nursing home, while others seemed curious about my presence.
After turning four or five corners, the pervert led me to a bed surrounded by light green curtains.
The pervert pulled back the curtain and went inside. A bald old man was sleeping there; he was dark-skinned and thin, with wrinkled lips.
"Old man! I've brought my wife to visit you! Isn't she pretty?"
the pervert said to the old man, pulling me closer to his bedside and winking at me. So this was the pervert's father; he wanted me to pretend to be his wife visiting his father?
The bald old man opened his eyes wide, shoving his head in front of me, his nose almost touching my genitals. I instinctively took a step back, afraid he would smell the odor of my genitals.
"Oh! Is this your wife?"
the old man asked.
I pretended to answer, "Yes! Father-in-law, your wife has come to visit you!" I
thought to myself, the pervert wants me to help appease his father; he doesn't need to coerce or bribe me.
At this moment, the pervert said, "Yeah! This wife used to be a nurse. I married her so she could serve you."
I turned around and looked at the pervert with a puzzled expression.
The pervert opened the paper bag in his hand and took out a set of white clothes for me.
"Here, put this on!"
I took it and saw that it was a white nurse's uniform, but it was the kind of lingerie uniform that you buy from a sex shop: a one-piece open-front nurse's dress, but the hem was so short that my genitals and buttocks would definitely be exposed if I wore it. I finally understood why the pervert wanted me to wear white stockings.
I protested in a low voice to the pervert, "How can I change into this in front of your father?"
"Don't worry, the old man is almost blind. It wouldn't matter if you did a striptease in front of him. Just put it on!"
the pervert growled, while lifting my skirt and rubbing my genitals through the stockings.
I had no choice but to remove my cream-colored dress, carrying the bald old man on my back, and expose my bra and lower body, clad only in white stockings, to the pervert. I put on the nurse's uniform, which resembled lingerie, and buttoned it up one by one, but the ultra-short skirt couldn't cover my genitals and buttocks. The crotch of the semi-transparent stockings was just peeking out from under the skirt
, and my dark pubic hair seemed to beckon to the pervert and his old man. No matter how much I pulled the skirt down or pressed it down, I couldn't cover my naked lower body. Air passed through the thin stockings and touched my lips. I really regretted not wearing thicker stockings.
The lecherous man rubbed my stockinged buttocks, then pushed me to the bald old man's bedside, saying, "Alright, let your wife clean you up!"
He pulled out packets of disinfectant wipes from a paper bag. "Use these to clean him up!"
I took the wipes and slowly removed the old man's clothes, but I didn't dare remove his underwear. I began to wipe his entire body with the wipes.
I carefully cleaned every part of the old man's body; he was dark and thin, his ribs clearly visible, and his nipples were dark.
The lecherous man then whispered in my ear, "Lick his nipples clean with your tongue."
My heart skipped a beat. Wouldn't his father know I was playing with his son's erotic game? I hesitated and shook my head. The lecherous man glared at me fiercely.
I had no choice but to obey, bending down and sticking out my tongue to lick the old man's left nipple.
The bald old man felt a sudden stimulation to his nipple and reacted quite strongly: "Is that your daughter-in-law?"
The lecher replied, "Yes! As your son's daughter-in-law, it's only right that you serve your father-in-law as well!"
Unexpectedly, the bald old man was also a lecher; like father, like son. He actually generously accepted my "daughter-in-law's" nipple-licking service.
My tongue swirled on his left nipple, then I sucked on it with my entire lips, while my other hand rested on the old man's right chest, teasing his right nipple with my fingers.
My face was pressed against the bald old man's chest, and my nose caught a strong smell of old man's body odor and urine. The lecher wasn't idle either, playing with my raised buttocks and vulva from behind.
He kept rubbing my labia through my stockings, sometimes even inserting his fingers into my vagina or teasing my clitoris through the stockings, making my genitals as wet as a overflowing river.
I endured the itching in my genitals, focusing intently on licking the bald old man's nipples. The old man, in turn, extended his genitals, kneading my breasts.
I was being played with simultaneously by an old man and his son, a father and son, and my genitals, encased in white stockings, betrayed me by secreting vaginal fluids.
My mind grew increasingly confused; the filthy old man before me became my savior…
Before I knew it, my hand had moved to the bald old man's lower body, rubbing it incessantly on his boxer shorts.
I felt a rather long, semi-erect penis inside. At that moment, the bald old man lewdly said to me, "Daughter-in-law, it's time to wash your father-in-law's genitals…"
Obediently, I pulled out a dark, wrinkled, old penis covered in smegma and the smell of urine, yet I found it surprisingly sweet, preparing to put it in my mouth to savor…

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