Mature women are best at relieving internal heat.

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"Ah...ah...please spare me...ah..." Aunt Liu said, her voice trembling with tears.

I lewdly pulled back her clothes, revealing the fleshy belly of a mature woman. I caressed her fleshy skin; perhaps due to tension, the lower edge of her belly, which should have been soft, was hard as a pebble. I located her bladder; the location of the bladder is roughly the same for everyone, regardless of gender. Then I covered it with my palm, applying pressure alternately with my fingers and palm, stronger than a massage. At the same time, I increased the speed of thrusting in and out of the mop handle, the mop head buried deep inside Aunt Liu's cunt, making a series of squelching sounds as I thrust.

"Ah...no...I need to pee...I need to pee...I can't hold it...um...ah..." Aunt Liu screamed, pressing the back of her head against the tiled wall, rubbing back and forth frantically.

My goal was achieved; the effect of inducing urination seemed good. Now I prepared to enjoy watching a mature woman urinate. I leaned close to Aunt Liu's ear and encouraged her, "Go ahead and pee! It's okay..."

"Ugh..." Aunt Liu whimpered, two tears sliding down the fine lines at the corners of her eyes. The soft flesh of her vagina, stretched open by the mop head, twitched and swayed, like a small mouth being firmly stuffed into something. After a few more twitches, a little pale yellow urine trickled out from between the soft flesh at the edge of the mop head, wetting the surface of the condom, which was covered with white, cloudy semen.

Some pale yellow urine overflowed, but not much. It flowed down Aunt Liu's vulva, past her labia minora and labia majora, into her buttocks, and silently flowed towards the toilet seat, dripping onto the white floor tiles of the workshop, leaving stains of Aunt Liu's urine wherever it went.

“Auntie, this won’t do. Open your eyes and look. If you keep peeing like this, all the cleaning you did will be for nothing.” I said deliberately, pointing to the red plastic bucket half a meter away from the toilet. “Look, the bucket is ready. You should pee in the bucket, push!”

“Ugh…” Aunt Liu was so ashamed she wanted to disappear into the wall. Tears streamed down her face, water pouring from her head and bladder. I, however, felt a sense of triumph, or more accurately, excitement and stimulation.

For a few seconds, she held her pee, her alluring eyes closing and revealing deep wrinkles. Tears streamed down her face, her teeth clenched, and she struggled to breathe. She looked so pitiful as I toyed with her! Her curled-up body seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, shivering a few times before stiffening again. I continued to stimulate her bladder and vagina. Aunt Liu turned her head, pressing her right side tightly against the wall, her cheeks flattened by the tiles, her pretty face almost sunk into the wall. The soft, fleshy mound, overflowing with urine, twitched and swayed again…

I paused all my methods of tormenting her, focusing intently on observing her urination. Finally, in a flash, the urine gushed out a tiny hole in that dark pink fleshy mound. The hole was barely larger than a pinhead, almost imperceptible, only becoming clear at the moment the urine spurted out. This was a woman's urethra! I had always thought women were similar to men. A man's urethra is at the tip of the glans, also called the meatus, where he can urinate and ejaculate during intercourse. I mistakenly believed that women also urinate and have intercourse through their vaginas. It seems that my previous thoughts were too naive and innocent.

As the mop head filled her cunt, urine streamed continuously from Aunt Liu's urethra. Now, I could clearly see that tiny opening, and this peculiar feeling was a mixture of curiosity, sexual excitement, and the sadistic sense of conquest… The initial spray of urine clearly didn't go far enough; some landed on the floor tiles near the toilet, the translucent pale yellow flowing and merging into the gaps between the tiles, looking rather conspicuous. I realized I had to do something. It seemed women couldn't urinate as precisely as men could; the red bucket was practically useless! At the rate Aunt Liu was urinating, the workroom would soon be flooded—no, flooded with urine.

I casually pulled the mop head still stuck in her cunt and tossed it aside, then quickly grabbed the red plastic bucket, facing Aunt Liu's stream of urine. "Thump…thump…thump…" The urine jets made a low, rhythmic sound as they hit the bottom of the bucket.

"Haha, dear Auntie, I never thought you'd need me to catch your pee at your age!" I joked, watching her gush of urine, large and small drops falling into the red bucket, the container in my hands gradually becoming quite heavy.

"It's all your fault...you made it...so embarrassing...watching a woman pee..." she said through gritted teeth, I couldn't tell if she was blaming me for being shameless, or if she was referring to herself—feeling ashamed because she had "peed in front of me."

I hugged the red bucket tightly and slowly moved forward, the force of the urine stream not as strong as before, the range getting shorter and shorter, I had to catch it as much as possible, not letting Aunt Liu's excrement fall to the ground. In the end, I collected about a quarter of the bucket of pale yellow mature woman's urine, which emitted a strong, pungent odor.

After urinating, Aunt Liu still didn't dare move. Panting, she said, "Aren't you going to get me some paper to wipe myself...it's so dirty..."

I grinned and fetched some toilet paper. Aunt Liu's eyes widened, and she scolded, "Hurry up and wipe me! There's pee everywhere, I can't move, even my butt is covered!"

Although it wasn't a complete flood, the toilet seat and floor tiles were all soaked, not to mention her wet vulva, her labia minora, labia majora, and pubic hair were all covered in white, cloudy vaginal fluid and pale yellow, translucent urine. Even her buttocks were flooded.

"Dear Auntie, you not only want me to catch your pee, but you also want me to wipe your butt...aren't you ashamed?! Hehe..." I was teasing her on purpose. Didn't she say I was shameless?! However, my hands didn't stop. I folded the toilet paper several times and gently wiped her vulva. Soon, the toilet paper was soaked with her various bodily fluids.

When I helped Aunt Liu wipe her urine, she seemed to be enjoying it, her eyes closed, making soft moaning noises. It took three sheets of toilet paper to clean her private parts. Her vulva, which had been wide open like a mouth, closed up again, her labia minora contracted and half-hidden in the dark crevice, her pubic hair clumped together with the semen, making it difficult to wipe clean. I said again, "Auntie, you'd better not move around too much. Wait until I clean the toilet seat and the floor tiles before you get down."

Unexpectedly, I ended up doing Aunt Liu's usual "duty"—cleaning. After all, I was one of the instigators of this urine-filled workroom disaster. However, Aunt Liu was another instigator, since she couldn't control her urination. Aunt Liu's mop came in handy again, and I carefully cleaned up the urine that had spilled all over the floor tiles.

After I put the mop and plastic bucket down, Aunt Liu was still sitting properly on the toilet seat. I thought to myself, now it's time to get serious! I pulled down my pants, revealing my already hard penis, and with a lewd expression, slowly walked towards Aunt Liu.

"Ah...you...you..." Aunt Liu saw my thick penis facing her; didn't she understand my intentions? I saw fear mixed with anticipation on her face. Come to think of it, her cunt had been empty for over half a month, unless another man had fucked her during that time, like her husband.

I grasped the stiff, rod-like shaft, noticeably thicker than a mop head, with prominent veins, an erect glans, and a drooling urethral opening. And the whole cock was brimming with heat! Having the experience of fucking a woman for the first time, and having explored Aunt Liu's cunt with the mop head earlier, finding the entrance was a piece of cake. The glans pressed against the dark, slightly parted cunt, gliding over the two plump little labia. With just one thrust, I accurately penetrated her warm, sticky cavity.

"Ah... I should have fucked Auntie earlier... The mop is so hard... or... or your big cock... feels so good inside... ah..." Aunt Liu's cheeks flushed, a blush spreading across her temples with a few strands of white hair, her eyes sparkling, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, looking at me with satisfaction.

Aunt Liu's cunt, having been opened up with a mop head earlier, still hadn't completely dried its juices; it was as sticky as rice porridge. My penis was fully inserted to the root, feeling even deeper than the first time. Only a scrotum brimming with semen remained at the entrance, ready to ejaculate into Aunt Liu. I thought, perhaps the first time I did it with her, Aunt Liu was sitting on the white porcelain sink, and I was thrusting upwards. The whole process was strenuous and unsatisfying. Coupled with my complete lack of prior experience, recalling that scene, while stimulating, the coordination was only so-so, and that's how I hastily ended my virginity. But today, Aunt Liu was sitting on the white porcelain toilet, which was much lower than the sink. I was thrusting downwards, penetrating even deeper and in a smoother direction, with a momentum like driving a pile into the ground.

By the way, I'm over 1.8 meters tall, while Aunt Liu, standing, doesn't look more than 1.6 meters. And because of her long-term manual labor, her back is slightly hunched. She was curled up tightly on the toilet seat; while not exactly delicate, she looked rather short and slightly plump compared to me.

"Hmm...why aren't you moving...if you don't move...I feel so uncomfortable..." Aunt Liu winked at me, wrapping her legs around my waist and rubbing against me, indicating that I shouldn't just keep pressing down on her.

Aunt Liu's words piqued my curiosity. It seemed she would become a very competent sex education teacher. Actually, I was also feeling uncomfortable and was about to thrust my penis in. After hearing her words, I deliberately held back and asked, "Uncomfortable?! Dear Aunt, how uncomfortable?"

"Hmm...uncomfortable...I can't describe it...my whole body...smells...especially...my vagina...inside my vagina...it's like being scratched...hmm...hurry up...you idiot...it's almost time for work..."

She was about to punch me again, but I grabbed her bare forearm and whispered, "Hehe, since Aunt's vagina is itchy, let me use my big cock to help you stop the itch..."

Then I skillfully wrapped my arms around her waist and began to attack rhythmically from top to bottom. Learning from my first experience, my penis only relied on small movements to quickly rub against her hot and delicate vaginal walls. Aunt Liu's soft, fleshy vaginal muscles surged in from all directions, completely enveloping my weapon that had invaded her secret passage. The sensation of our bodies merging, flesh touching, and being intertwined was three times more intense than the hasty pleasure I felt last time!

"Ah...ah...I'm fucking Aunt Liu...oh...oh...um...oh...I love your big cock...oh..." Aunt Liu twisted her waist and swayed her hips, her lower body offering itself to the direction of my thrusts. Her intoxicated, lewd expression greatly increased my sense of conquest, like adding fuel to the fire.

I rapidly swayed my lower body, thrusting repeatedly, my glans like a red-tasseled spearhead, each strike hitting Aunt Liu's swollen cervix. Just now I was wielding a mop with eighteen different spear techniques; now I was using my "flesh gun" between my legs, repeating the same trick. The "flesh gun" was an extension of my body, so I handled it with ease. "Slap... slap... slap... slap..." The scrotum outside her vagina was equally relentless, slamming into Aunt Liu's private parts along with my lower body, spraying out countless drops of vaginal fluid that splattered where our flesh met, even sticking together our thick, dark pubic hair.

"Dear Aunt...it feels so good...ha...ha...are you comfortable..." I buried my head in my work, my "flesh gun" growing stronger with each thrust, the pleasure burning ever brighter.

"Oh...oh...yes...so comfortable...so good...I'm in heaven...mmm...mmm...you idiot...good little brother...dear little brother...you're getting better and better at playing with Auntie...mmm..." Aunt Liu's eyes were half-closed, her mouth wide open, emitting seductive moans and lewd words that tempted and violated. I called her Auntie, she called me little brother, what exactly was our relationship?

"Huff...huff...dear Auntie...your cunt is so wet...and...the more I fuck you, the wetter it gets...huff..." After a fierce assault, I responded, panting heavily. Aunt Liu's juices gushed from her vaginal walls, filling her entire cavity. My penis felt like it was soaked in oil from head to toe, thrusting in and out smoothly without any gaps. I felt that Aunt Liu's juices were even thicker and had a stronger smell than last time. Once a mature woman's lust is ignited, desire is like a bottomless pit, just as people often describe: thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger!

[The End]

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