Rain-soaked duckweed 1-6

Chapter 1: The Mature Mother's Secret Taste of Flesh After Drinking

"Why are you like this, child? You never listen to your mother!" In the living room, the woman arguing with me
raised her voice eight octaves, as if I had committed some heinous crime: "You're such a grown-up
, why are you still acting like a child!"

"Enough! No matter what I do, it's wrong in your eyes!" I retorted angrily, throwing
on my coat and pushing open the door: "Mom, I'm twenty-five already, not a child anymore. I don't need to
report everything I do to you!"

"Hmph, you naughty child! It wasn't easy for me to raise you all by myself,
can't you even imagine how I feel!" My mother chased after me to the door, grabbing the doorknob and yelling at my retreating back
: "Are you going to hang out with your shady friends again?"

"I'm going to work!" I yelled angrily, turning around, drawing the attention of passersby who turned to look at
my mother and me arguing.

"What a classy and beautiful mature woman!" I heard someone whisper. I turned to look and
saw my mother, with her short, shoulder-length hair, wearing a fitted white tank top and black
casual shorts, standing barefoot against the door. Her face was pale, her eyes were red, and her full breasts heaved violently
; she seemed quite angry with me.

My name is Li Wenze, and I'm a 25-year-old intern who just started working in the legal department of Dipeng Industrial. The person who
started arguing with me this morning was my mother, Chu Piaoping. She's 45 years old,
a senior executive at a foreign company, and divorced my father twenty years ago, raising me alone. She's a very traditional and strong-willed
single mother. Although she was 45, her meticulously maintained, delicate skin and curvaceous figure
made her look like she was only in her thirties, and everyone would believe it without question.

It's said she used to be a very aloof and strong-willed businesswoman. In the company, not only were her subordinates afraid of her,
but even the higher-ups dared not talk back to her. Whenever she stared at someone with her icy gaze
, that person would be terrified. It's said that in the twenty years since her divorce from my father, many
people have admired her beauty, known as the "cold beauty," and tried to pursue her, but were ultimately
intimidated by her powerful aura and gave up.

"Sigh, always with such a tough attitude, no wonder no man dares to date her!" I shrugged,
silently complaining to myself, as I boarded the tram to the company.

The tram's screen was playing a news report with a large scrolling headline: "Heroine Eagle
Strikes Again, Punishing Thugs and Maintaining Social Order in the Dead of Night." The news anchor excitedly announced,

"Heroine Eagle, who has been silent for three months, has returned! Recently,
surveillance footage from a secluded parking lot near the city's highway captured the following scene."
A close-up of a short-haired woman wearing an eagle-faced mask appeared beside him: "Heroine Eagle
engages in a fierce battle with an armed drug trafficking gang in the parking lot."

The surveillance footage clearly showed a sexy, masked
woman wearing a red and black striped tight-fitting leather outfit and an eagle-faced mask standing on a drug-delivery truck, surrounded by
more than a dozen thugs wielding machetes and clubs.

The masked beauty known as Eagle Woman, though her face was obscured, possessed short purple hair and large breasts,
easily a D-cup, which jiggled as she leaped off the truck. Her long, shapely
legs, also encased in tight leather, were striking. Perhaps this was the epitome
of sexiness in many men's eyes. When she soared into the air, her boots kicking away a thug's machete, followed
by a swift spinning kick that sent him sprawling, her boots slamming into his back,
her face, though partially hidden by her eagle-eyed mask, exuded a commanding presence. Perhaps this was the meaning of "the more mysterious a woman is, the sexier she is
. "

At that moment, two thugs swung baseball bats at Falcon Woman. Falcon Woman ducked, dodging the first
bat that aimed at her shoulder. She then struck the neck of the thug who had lost his balance, knocking him to the ground.
She grabbed the second thug's wrist and twisted it forcefully, simultaneously turning and striking him in the chin with her other elbow
. In the instant he clutched his mouth and screamed, she snatched the bat, turned, and swung it,
knocking the struggling first thug unconscious. At that moment, the second thug, his mouth full of blood, lunged forward, his strong
arms encircling Falcon Woman's slender waist. He tried to force her to the ground, but the Falcon Woman's fighting
skills were clearly superior. She spread her arms, trapping the thug's head under her armpits. Using
the force of his push, she pushed off the ground with her legs, twisting her waist backward. The seemingly petite Falcon Woman actually lifted the
thug who was clinging to her waist into the air, flipping him backward with his legs pointing skyward. The thug was thrown heavily over
her shoulder and onto the ground, clearly badly injured, unable to get up for a while. The Falcon Woman seized the opportunity, pressing her knee into
his chest and striking him with her baseball bat, knocking him unconscious.

At this moment, the drug cartel's leader was clearly panicked. Several of his thugs began
to flee in panic. He glared angrily at the Falcon Woman who had come to disrupt things, reached into his pocket, pulled out a pistol, and aimed at
the Falcon Woman who was on top of the thug, ready to fire.

"Whoosh—Bang!" The Falcon Woman, who had knocked the thug unconscious, whirled around, her cold eyes fixed on him.
With a flick of her wrist, a sharp crack echoed through the parking lot. A slender black shadow flashed past, and
the leader's pistol flew into the air. The leader, trembling, knelt on the ground, clutching his bloodied
arm and screaming like a pig being slaughtered.

The Falcon Woman's hand twitched again, and the pistol, still in mid-air, was snatched by the shadow
and landed in her hand. With a casual flick of her wrist, she fired. Several thugs who hadn't gone far
were shot in the leg, screaming and collapsing to the ground. The Falcon Woman, having emptied the magazine, quickly dismantled the pistol
into parts, throwing them onto the kneeling leader. Seeing that all was lost, the leader hurriedly knelt and
begged for mercy.

The police cars, flashing their lights, finally arrived late. The Falcon Woman swung her whip, which had already entangled
a nearby lamppost. Using the momentum, she leaped away, disappearing into the endless night in a few bounds, leaving behind only
a truckload of drugs and seven or eight thugs lying on the ground screaming in agony for the police who had arrived after hearing the commotion.

The camera refocused on a close-up of Falcon Woman's upper body, and the host excitedly announced, "Over the past
decade, Falcon Woman has repeatedly assisted the police in apprehending numerous criminals who threaten social order. Although such
vigilante actions have faced considerable public opposition, the police have stated that they will not interfere excessively with Falcon Woman's
actions in punishing evil."

"Tsk tsk, what a sexy mature woman!" A middle-aged office worker with a burly face next to me
leered, staring intently at the white cleavage between Falcon Woman's two trembling breasts on the still image
, wiping drool from his mouth as he said, "Those tits are huge, I wonder
how exciting it would be to have my penis squeezed between them and give me a milk cannon."

"I heard that Eagle Woman has been around for over ten years, she's probably an old woman by now!" I
thought to myself. "People these days really don't discriminate. But Eagle Woman's figure is really
good."

After getting off the tram, I was standing at the entrance of Dipeng Industrial. The Dipeng Industrial building has eleven floors; my
legal department is on the tenth floor, and the finance department is on the top floor. Ordinary employees like us aren't allowed to enter.
Dipeng Industrial's main businesses are quite diverse, primarily transportation and industrial building materials. It's
one of the largest group companies in our city. Its chairman is Bai Xiaopeng's father, Bai Dipeng. The reason I was able to
get into this company after graduation was because of Bai Xiaopeng's strong recommendation, which allowed me to get a job in the legal department
.

Bai Xiaopeng was my elementary school classmate. He was always a fair-skinned and refined boy. Back then, his father had just divorced and
was busy with work all day, so he often came to my house for meals and to study. Therefore, he
was very grateful to my mother for taking care of him, which is why she helped me get a job at his father's company.

However, even I never expected that my impression of him would change so completely today.

Before I could even sit down in the legal department, Bai Xiaopeng pushed open the door and walked in. He warmly put his hand
on my shoulder and said enthusiastically, "Hi, Wenze, are you settling in well here? Your mother
isn't too unhappy about your new job, is she?"

Bai Xiaopeng wore gold-rimmed glasses, a neat shirt, and a tie. He was well-built from regular workouts, a
stark contrast to my slightly short and chubby appearance. Before I could speak, he lowered his voice and said,
"Come with me for a moment, I have an important task for you."

We stepped into the elevator together, but instead of pressing the button for his office on the third floor, he
pressed the button for the 11th floor, the top floor, the finance department. A few seconds later, I followed him, stepping onto the
floor of the mysterious finance department for the first time. A burly man in a black suit was already waiting for him at the elevator door. This man was
imposing, with a scar on his face, and wore sunglasses even inside, making me immediately suspect he wasn't
a good person.

"Qiangzi, has that person arrived yet?" Bai Xiaopeng nodded to the burly man and asked.

"Young Master, we've already invited that person..." the burly man called Qiangzi replied, then turned
to me with a puzzled look and asked, "Who is this person, and what is he doing here?"

"This is my good buddy Li Wenze, also from our company's legal department. Don't worry, I trust
him completely. If it weren't for his mother, I would have starved to death when I was a child!" Bai Xiaopeng laughed heartily, put his arm around my shoulder,
and introduced me, "This is Wang Qiang, my dad's personal bodyguard, and also the security captain of Dipeng Industrial. He's
a martial arts expert from the military!"

"Good, since he's someone the young master trusts, he can come along." Wang Qiang said, walking ahead to lead the way.
We passed through several fingerprint-coded doors, through the dense files of the finance department, and arrived at an exquisitely decorated
wooden door. Wang Qiang opened the door and said to us, "Mr. Buck is already waiting inside!"

"Wait a minute, Wenze, I have something to tell you!" Just as we were about to step inside, Bai Xiaopeng suddenly grabbed
my arm and whispered, "Don't be too surprised by anything the people inside say today. I
trust you a lot and wanted to bring you into my father's inner circle, that's why I specifically brought you here. If you have any questions,
I'll explain later."

The room was extremely luxuriously decorated, with expensive Brazilian mahogany furniture, exquisite leather sofas, and soft
Persian carpets all displaying the owner's wealth. As soon as we entered, the person already sitting on the sofa turned
to look at us—a burly white man with a buzz cut, wearing Harley-Davidson sunglasses,
and several gold chains around his neck. His muscles were exaggeratedly bulging. When he stood up and shook hands with each of us,
I realized that although we were about the same height, Wang Qiang, who was already quite muscular, looked like a frail
child next to him. He was wearing a black vest, his thick arms covered in blue tattoos.
When he shook my hand, the slight shake nearly dislocated my arm.

"I'm 'Black Mass' Buck, the one you're looking for." His thick American accent
startled me from the first word. If Bai Xiaopeng hadn't warned me beforehand, I would have jumped up and called the police—"Black Mass,"
this super mercenary wanted by most police forces worldwide, an anti-hero with hundreds of murders on his record
, was now casually sitting on the sofa in front of me, a cigar dangling from his mouth, looking at Bai Xiaopeng and saying:
"What do you want with me?"

I gasped in surprise. Buck glanced at me sideways without speaking, but Bai Xiaopeng's face
suddenly darkened. I'd never seen him so cold before. He shook his chin and said, slowly and deliberately,
"I want to capture her and torture her to death!"

"A shipment of goods belonging to Young Master Bai's men was intercepted by Falcon Heroine a few days ago. The goods, worth hundreds of millions, along with several of
his trusted men, were all seized by the police," Wang Qiang explained to Buck in fluent English. "We invited you here
to deal with this self-righteous bitch." As he spoke, he showed Buck a clear half-body photo of Falcon Heroine.
The photo was placed on the table and gently pushed towards Buck across from him; it was the same photo I'd seen on the tram earlier that day.

"Hmm," Buck sat on the sofa, lazily twirling his thumbs together, not taking
the photo. "I've heard of that woman; she was famous over a decade ago. Even
'Bastard Jack,' the head of the international crime organization 'Gold Coast,' fell for her and is now serving
time in your city's prison."

"Price is no object. As long as you capture her alive, I'll pay whatever it takes," Bai Xiaopeng gritted his teeth, his expression
twisted with rage. "This isn't the first time she's targeted us. Three months ago,
she sabotaged our smuggling of electronic components and leaked the information to the police!"

"Thirty million US dollars," Buck reached down from the table, lifting the photo into his palm. Two
fingers of his other hand lewdly slid down the cleavage of the female warrior in the photo, a meaningful
sneer playing on his lips. "I'll bring her to you; the cost of capturing her is separate."

"Deal!" Bai Xiaopeng waved his hand, and Wang Qiang immediately pulled out a checkbook from his side. Bai Xiaopeng
signed his name with a flourish, wrote down the amount of thirty million, and handed it to Buck: "This check
can be cashed in any international criminal organization that our Dapeng Society is involved in. I'll also arrange a villa in the suburbs for you to rest, which will also
help you avoid being discovered by the police."

"Heh, as expected of the Dapeng Society. I've heard about your business even in America." Buck took the check, stuffed it
into his jeans pocket, stood up, put on his open denim jacket, and walked towards the door: "Within three days, I'll
bring Eagle Woman alive to this house."

Bai Xiaopeng stood in front of the French windows, deep in thought, puffing out clouds of smoke. I sat on the sofa, feeling uneasy
. Bai Xiaopeng exhaled a vicious puff of smoke, stubbed out the cigarette in the antique ashtray beside him, and then turned
to look at me: "You should join my Dapeng Society too, Wenze!"

"The 'Dapeng Society'..." I hesitated uneasily, "Is that the legendary
triad that controls the Asian drug trafficking network? Is it...is it yours?"

"My father founded it, but he's basically no longer involved in the day-to-day management; he's entrusted everything
to me now." Bai Xiaopeng walked over and placed his hand on my shoulder. "If you're willing to join, you'll rise to prominence in our group
. You studied law; you should know what's illegal and what's not.
I'll never force you to participate in anything you don't want to."

"You're suddenly saying this? I...I'd better go back and ask my mother..." Being suddenly asked about joining a triad
organization caught me completely off guard, and I said in a panic.

"Have you ever seen a triad that drags its family into it?" Bai Xiaopeng chuckled softly.
He sat down on the sofa opposite me, took out a small chip, and handed it to me. "Here's your first task; consider it
a test. Once you pass the test, you can decide whether you want to join us."

"What's this?" I took the chip and asked疑惑地问道.

"The surveillance equipment that Qiangzi secretly placed on Buck just now," Bai Xiaopeng said slowly, staring out the window.
"We can see everything he does through the surveillance cameras. And your task for the next few days is to use this chip
to keep an eye on what he's doing!"

"That's really strange... You hire someone to do this kind of thing for you, and then you have to secretly monitor him..." I sat in
a monitoring room where I was the only one there, connecting the chip to the computer, thinking to myself.

"And he's going to confront that famous Falcon Woman, I wonder what will happen... Buck looks really
strong, but Falcon Woman is also very powerful..." As I thought this,
the surveillance footage from Buck's perspective appeared on the screen. He was walking on a bustling commercial street, flanked by
buildings of various large companies. I checked the coordinates; it wasn't far from the foreign company where my mother was an executive.
"Sigh, I wonder if Mom's still angry with me..."

The camera seemed to be mounted on the bridge of Buck's nose, a
blind spot in his vision. It trembled slightly as he walked, the lens occasionally obscured by his sunglasses.
Pedestrians on both sides seemed afraid of him, quickly moving away—which makes sense, a 1.8-meter-tall,
muscular white man would intimidate most people!

"Where is he now?" Bai Xiaopeng's voice came through the communicator. He had returned to his
office to handle other matters and instructed me to notify him of any new developments.

"He wandered around the street and is now walking into a bar." I watched Buck push open the door, enter a
bar where many people were drinking together, walk over and stand at an empty seat at the bar.
He kindly asked a short-haired woman wearing a white shirt and a black knee-length OL skirt, "Hello, beautiful lady, is
the seat next to you taken?"

"Ah... oh, no, please sit down!" The moment the woman turned around, my heart skipped
a beat, as if Buck had punched me hard in the chest. That woman was none other than my mother,
Chu Piaoping! I stared blankly at her in the frame, holding a beer glass, her cheeks flushed from slight intoxication,
unable to react for a long time—how could she be here?

"Thank you!" Buck smiled and said in broken Chinese. He sat down next to his mother,
tapping the bar with his fingers, and said, "A Godfather, with a Scotch whisky base, and a Long Island Iced Tea,
for this beautiful lady!"

"Thanks." His mother turned and nodded to Buck, giving him a polite smile before turning back to
drink her beer. I noticed her eyes were slightly red; she was clearly not in a good mood. Otherwise, given her status as a successful career
woman, she wouldn't be out at a bar drinking so early in the morning.

"Your Godfather, and this lady's Long Island Iced Tea!" The bartender brought over two glasses of mixed
drinks on a tray, placing one in front of Buck and the other in front of Mom. Mom picked up her glass, turned, and politely
clinked glasses with Buck, saying softly, "Wishing you happiness."

Mom turned her head back, resting her chin on one hand, and took a small sip of her drink. Long Island Iced Tea is a
fairly strong cocktail, and it's easy for most people to get tipsy. Sure enough, it wasn't long before Mom...
Under the influence of alcohol, Mom's face was slightly flushed, and her chin, which she had been supporting with the back of her hand, kept drooping downwards. My mother
is prone to getting tipsy when she drinks, and her beautiful eyes, which were originally single eyelids, were gradually becoming double eyelids. From Buck
's perspective, Mom's profile was completely visible, and her full breasts
trembled slightly with her increasingly heavy breathing.

Wait, what's going on? The surveillance camera I was monitoring was clipped to the bridge of Buck's sunglasses. This angle meant
that this guy had been staring at my mother the whole time! From his perspective, it wasn't hard to guess that his gaze was
lingering on my mother's full breasts and the smooth black stockings on her legs. What on earth is that bastard Buck trying
to do?!

I angrily slammed my fist on the monitoring console, resisting the urge to immediately call Bai Xiaopeng and quit this job
, and continued watching through gritted teeth.

"Why would such an elegant and beautiful lady like you be drinking alone here so early in the morning?"
Buck suddenly asked his mother. She turned to look at him, seemingly surprised, then lowered her eyes, appearing
somewhat melancholy, and said softly, "Well, it's about family matters... nothing much..."

"Is it because your child doesn't want to go to school?" Buck teased with a grin. I noticed his gaze
linger on my mother's left hand, which was supporting her chin, for a moment. Perhaps he noticed
the ring on her left pinky finger, a symbol of divorce, and instead of asking about my father, he teased me.

"My child... is already working!" My mother sighed, shaking her head, a troubled expression on her beautiful face
.

"Wow, I never would have guessed! I thought a young and beautiful mother like you would have a child only around ten years old
!" Buck flattered her with a grin.

"Sigh..." Mom suddenly lowered her head and sighed deeply. She abruptly covered her eyes with her hand, slumped wearily against
the bar, and murmured softly, "It's because the child is growing up that he's becoming more and more disobedient. I don't
know how to communicate with him anymore..."

Buck gently placed his hand on Mom's shoulder. Mom looked up in surprise, instinctively twisting her shoulder to try
and shake his hand off, but Buck's hand remained firmly on her shoulder. He said with a grin,
"If you have anything bothering you, it's better to talk about it. Keeping it inside will only make you feel worse, beautiful
lady."

"Please take your hand away!" Mom frowned, a look of disgust on her face, and sat up straight, raising
her voice.

"Oh, sorry, we Americans don't really care about these...Eastern customs." Buck chuckled
, lowering his hand but still staring at his mother's face. His mother, clearly bothered by his unusual gaze
, put down her glass, coughed, and tried to get up to leave.

"Actually, I'm a confessional priest in America. If there's anything you can't easily confide in others, you can
try confiding in all-knowing God!" Buck said, lightly tapping his glass with his fingers.

Pah, shameless! You've committed so many bloody crimes that even your God wouldn't forgive, and now you're
pretending to be so devout to deceive my mother!

"Sigh..." To my surprise, my mother, who was about to stand up, sat down again after hearing this.
She picked up her glass, gently clinked it against Buck's, and said, "It's been almost twenty years since my divorce.
Because I've been so busy with work, I haven't had much time to talk to the kids. Maybe talking to someone will make me
feel better."

Under the influence of alcohol, my mother began to ramble on about all the conflicts we had had. Buck
listened attentively, occasionally offering words of comfort. When she got emotional, she covered her
face and sobbed softly. Seeing her pitiful appearance with tears streaming down her face, I
felt a pang of sadness, especially thinking about how she had raised me alone, spending long nights alone with
no one to confide in. My eyes welled up with tears as well.

Perhaps under the influence of alcohol, as Mom was talking, Buck reached out and put his arm around her shoulder. With a gentle pull,
Mom turned and buried her face in Buck's shoulder
, bursting into tears. Those around them, unaware of what was happening, were unable to comfort her. Amidst the astonished gazes of those around them, Mom's tears streamed down, soaking Buck's shoulder. She wept
uncontrollably, her soft body trembling slightly with each sob.

"I'm sorry... I... I lost my composure..." After a while, Mom slowly
lifted her face from Buck's shoulder, took a wet wipe from her bag, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Looking at
Buck, whose shoulder was wet with tears, she said apologetically, "Let me wipe it for you."

"No need, a beautiful and elegant lady like you shouldn't have to bear such unbearable pressure."
Buck took the initiative to invite Mom, "I have a villa in the suburbs. If I can accompany you through this difficult
time, it would be my greatest honor..." As he spoke, his hand that was around Mom's shoulder gently
slid down, caressing her back in her white shirt. I gritted my teeth and watched as his
large hand slid down to Mom's soft waist, his fingers gently pinching her waist. Mom squirmed slightly,
but the intense reaction from before was gone.

"Is...really okay...?" As a mature woman, Mom wasn't oblivious to
the meaning behind Buck's words. I could see her eyes were starting to glaze over, and she raised her gaze suggestively to meet Buck's eyes. After
receiving a serious look in return, Mom's face flushed, and she whispered, "Thank you."

"Indulging once in a while isn't a sin, beautiful lady." Buck chuckled, stood up, paid for the drinks
, and then put his arm around Mom's shoulder, leading her outside. Perhaps due to the alcohol, Mom's steps were unsteady;
her high heels with straps made her stagger, one foot higher than the other. With Buck's strong arm
supporting her, they walked out of the bar.

The two went outside, hailed a taxi, and sped away. I took the opportunity to take a few deep breaths, hesitated
for a moment, and then quickly contacted Bai Xiaopeng. Bai Xiaopeng's voice came through the receiver: "How's it going? What's Buck
doing now?"

"He...at the bar, um...he's hooking up with a woman he doesn't know..." I hesitated for a moment.
I don't plan to tell Bai Xiaopeng about how Buck hooked up with my mother, Chu Piaoping: "It looks like they're
going to the villa you arranged for him."

"Heh, I didn't expect an easy girl to be so easily hooked up with an American. Now
you can even watch free porn!" Bai Xiaopeng paused for a moment, then sneered.
Looking at my mother, slightly tipsy, being held in Buck's arms in the car, my heart was deeply pierced by those words
. Bai Xiaopeng, however, didn't seem to notice and continued, "Let him do what he wants with these bitches. Anyway,
I'm giving him three days. He can do whatever he wants within three days. After three days... if he still hasn't
brought Eagle Girl, he'll have to pay the price!"

As he spoke to Bai Xiaopeng, Buck, with his arm around my mother's shoulder, got out of the car on the monitor. The two
walked side by side into the villa Bai Xiaopeng had arranged for him. Needless to say, the villa was already filled with
cameras at different angles. Turning on the monitor, I could immediately see clearly from seven or eight different angles
Buck and my mother embracing in the villa's hall.

As soon as the two sat down on the sofa in the living room, Buck began to grope his mother. One hand reached down to her
chest, grabbing and kneading one of her full breasts, while the other hand slid down her waist,
groping her buttocks through her skirt. At the same time, he brought his mouth close to his mother's flushed face,
kissing her delicate cheeks and the corners of her mouth.

"We can't do this... My child is already so old... Doing this... I'm so sorry for my child
..." Although she was already aroused by the slight intoxication, the mother's pride and sense of morality were still resisting
what she considered extremely immoral. She tried to push away Buck's hand that was grabbing her breast, but
Buck ignored her resistance and had already opened his arms to hold her tightly in his arms. He stuck out his tongue and
began to lick her delicate cheeks. It had probably been twenty years since she had been so intimate with a man. The mother's already flushed face turned even
redder. The masculine scent emanating from Buck was like a venomous snake piercing into the mother's nose. For a
mature woman who had been accumulating desire for twenty years, this was nothing short of a powerful aphrodisiac. Her instinctive struggles and resistance
gradually crumbled under Buck's constant caresses. Her breasts and buttocks were wantonly played with by Buck for a while,
and her cheeks were covered with Buck's saliva. Soon, she was panting heavily, leaning on Buck's shoulder, her earlobe being
sucked by Buck, her breath coming in heavy gasps through her nose.

"Beautiful lady, you want it now, don't you!" Buck said, one hand already roughly
reaching under her skirt between her tightly pressed legs,
stroking upwards along her smooth thighs clad in stockings. Her mother tried in vain to close her legs, but Buck's hand still easily slipped under her skirt, all the way
to her panties. Because Buck had lifted her skirt, I could
see through the camera under the low table in front of the sofa that her mother was wearing very conservative boxer briefs. Because Buck's fingers had been
probing along her cleft, the panties were now slightly damp, and a camel's toe was visible on them.

My face burned like fire behind the monitor screen. Even through the camera,
the clear view of my mother shamefully arousing herself in the arms of a stranger
filled me with a deep sense of humiliation and rage. Yet, I was also torn. After all, my mother was
an adult; she had the right to have sex with anyone, especially after twenty years of pent-up desire. Under
the dual temptations of alcohol and heartbreak, she could release her desires like a normal woman. Even though I was furious, I
had no right to interfere.

"Mmm..." Buck gently pressed Mom against the back of the sofa. Buck's lips were already passionately kissing Mom's
. This time, Mom didn't look up to avoid it. Their lips intertwined in front of my monitor
, making soft, sucking sounds. Buck's hand unbuttoned the collar of Mom's shirt, and from the collapsed half of
the neckline, Mom's white plus-size bra was exposed. Buck's hand reached into Mom's
neckline, reached out and grasped her slightly droopy breasts, kneading them forcefully, his fingers sinking deep into the white flesh.

"No...no..." Mother was still humming unconsciously, but her eyes were already
glazed over. Buck's fingers were wantonly playing with her breasts and vulva, and her face was red to the roots of her neck. Upon hearing this, Buck
mocked, "Madam, your vulva is already soaking wet! If you're satisfied now,
I'll take you home!"

"Mmm..." Mother's chest heaved violently. Her face was flushed with shame. She raised her arms to cover her eyes, lying back
on the sofa back, panting, it was unclear whether she was resisting or yearning.

"Looks like you want it very much, Madam!" Buck pulled his hand out from between Mother's legs, grabbed
her legs, which were still wearing high-top leather shoes, and spread them open in an M shape. He lifted her knee-length skirt up
to her waist and hoisted her stockinged thighs onto his shoulders. Looking through Buck's sunglasses
at the scene—my mother's legs spread wide apart, her white panties soaked with erotic fluid exposed—
made me gasp for breath, unable to catch my breath, almost suffocating.

"Ugh—" Being manipulated into such a lewd position by a strange man, my mother shamefully covered her
burning red face, unwilling to look. Buck grinned maliciously, reaching down to rip off his jeans, revealing a
seven- or eight-inch, veiny penis erect between his legs, pressing against my mother's panty-clad buttocks
.

"Oh my god, something so big is about to go inside Mom's body..." I swallowed hard in horror,
thinking, "Can Mom take it...?"

Buck grinned lewdly and reached out to tear off the last piece of clothing covering Mom's body. To my surprise,
Mom, who had struggled occasionally just now, seemed to have completely relaxed. Her buttocks were pulled up,
and Buck easily pulled her panties down to her thighs and knees. Suddenly, Mom's fleshy brown
labia were presented to Buck and me, behind the monitor screen, with tremendous impact.
Among the neat, sparse pubic hair, Mom's labia were slightly parted, and a drop of glistening liquid was visible in the crevice—Oh my god, where...
Even though I've bathed with my mother since I was little, I've never seen
her genitals so clearly from this perspective! And now they're so easily displayed to a
foreign man whose name she doesn't even know! This shame made all my muscles tense up, and my throat tightened.

"Oh, your pussy is so well-maintained! Asian women's pussy is always so tight!" Buck
licked his lips, leering at the vaginal flesh peeking out from between his mother's labia. He then pressed his knee against the edge of the sofa,
spreading his mother's M-shaped legs apart, so that his large glans was now pressed against her slightly parted
labia. Perhaps it had been a long time since she had been so intimately close to a man, because
the moment Buck's large glans pressed against her labia and thrust forward, his mother, who had been covering her face in shame, suddenly arched her upper body. Her
hands, which had been covering her face, reached behind her head, gripping the edge of the sofa back. Her whole body tensed, and a
suppressed groan escaped her nose. Her head tilted back, her beautiful eyes half-closed, her lips parted, and her expression
was ambiguous, a mixture of pleasure and pain.

"Say hello to your child!" Buck called out in a half-mocking tone, thrusting his hips forward. With
a muffled groan coming from his mother's nose, his enormous glans forced open her labia, and his penis
slid deep into her already soaked vagina.

"Pop—" Buck's large penis easily breached his mother's vagina. Buck's strong waist thrust
powerfully, pumping in and out of her vagina with pleasure.
His lower abdomen pounded against her slightly fleshy but still supple waist, making a series of slapping sounds as her smooth waist was struck. Her thighs, encased in black stockings,
trembled with each impact. While thrusting, Buck reached down and pulled
the collar of his mother's shirt, already plunging to her chest, down a little further. Now, her two large breasts, hidden beneath her bra, were completely
exposed. Buck grabbed one breast in each hand, wantonly fondling them: "What a perfect
mature woman's figure, ma'am! It's a waste not to let men play with your lewd breasts!"

"Ugh—please don't say that…" Mom gripped the top of the backrest with both hands, her body arching repeatedly with
each rapid thrust from Buck. Hearing Buck's lewd words, her conscience flushed crimson, and she closed her eyes,
turning her face away.

"Haha, Madam, the way you're resisting while gripping my cock isn't very convincing
!" Buck rubbed Mom's breasts while thrusting his hips, his massive penis forcing Mom's labia
apart. Mom's legs, which he had placed on his shoulders, trembled with each thrust, her
shoes catching on her ankles with a clattering sound.

"Ughhhhhh—" Mom suddenly arched her head dramatically, burying her face almost entirely in
the back of the sofa. Perhaps it had been too long since she had been penetrated so deeply by a man. After only
a few thrusts of Buck's penis into her vagina, she was already rolling her eyes and moaning. Her supple waist
arched upwards, allowing Buck's large penis to reach even deeper into her body—her vagina, which had been lonely for almost twenty years, was suddenly
penetrated deep by a huge penis. Mom's long-suppressed desire was released all at once. Her muffled screams,
a mixture of pleasure and shame, echoed in the spacious villa hall—and also reached my
headphones. Listening to Mom's suppressed screams and seeing her vagina gushing with fluid as a foreign strongman fucked her,
I trembled with pain all over.

"Don't look! Don't look! This is too embarrassing!" Buck reached out to pull his mother's face
out of the backrest, but she quickly covered her face, which was flushed from the orgasm, and cried out in shame.

"So you were having an orgasm but didn't want anyone to see!" Buck laughed heartily. He grabbed
his mother's trembling waist, which was still shaking slightly from her orgasm, and with a forceful jerk, she was turned
halfway around, lying on her side on the sofa. Buck's penis was still inside her vagina. He
then reached out and lifted her round, white buttocks, flipping her over so she was kneeling on the sofa, her upper
body leaning against the backrest, her snow-white buttocks sticking out. Buck continued to thrust his erect penis into her already
overflowing vagina: "Haha, now no one will see the lewd expression on your face
, Madam. Scream if you want!" Now even I couldn't see the expression on my mother's face; I could only sense her immense pleasure

from the trembling of her body . 　　"Oh oh oh oh—" Buck pressed his hands against his mother's waist, letting it sink down, and continued to thrust wildly into her vagina with his erect penis. His mother's snow-white buttocks trembled violently from the impact, and her hands were inserted into the gap of the sofa, her face buried in her arms, emitting a series of suppressed moans. 　　"Mmm, Asian women are amazing, even after having children, they're still so tight!" Buck slowed down the speed of his thrusts , letting his huge penis slowly pump in and out of his mother's vagina, each thrust filling her tight vagina completely. From my angle, I could clearly see that his mother's vagina was being pushed almost into a circle , and her vaginal fluids were being squeezed and churned into a thick, white paste at the junction of his penis and her vagina. Buck reached one hand from behind to his mother's chest, grabbing and kneading her breasts, while his other hand reached between her legs, using his fingers to probe and tease the entrance of her vagina, which was overflowing with vaginal fluids. 　　After only a few thrusts, Mom's body, which was lying on the sofa, shuddered violently again, her thighs spreading wide apart. The leather shoes hanging from her ankles clattered incessantly with each contraction. Buck, watching Mom's trembling state, laughed loudly. Suddenly, he reached under her neck and forcefully strangled her, forcing her head up. His thick arm tightly constricted her slender neck; the movement was so brutal, it seemed he was about to strangle her. Even I, watching from behind the monitor, roared in anger, pounding the screen. But the two strangers, a man and a woman, engaged in sexual intercourse like lovers in the throes of passion, were completely unaffected by my outburst, still lost in their carnal pleasure. 　　"Ugh!" Mom, her neck roughly constricted, was forced back into the air. Her eyes rolled back as she struggled to breathe, her tongue lolling out. The pleasure of suffocation and the pleasure of intercourse overlapped...

All of this had clouded her judgment, and the moral compass she initially resisted was
on the verge of collapse under the influence of alcohol and the penis. She tried to cover her eyes with the back of one hand, but her whole body was trembling from the impact, and she
slumped limply against the back of the sofa, moaning with pleasure.

"Hmph!" Buck thrust in and out of my mother's vagina hundreds of times, and began to groan with pleasure. He
gradually increased the force of his thrusts, enjoying the sensation of his penis being tightly gripped inside her vagina: "Madam,
I'm about to cum! Your vagina feels so good!"

"No! No! Pull it out!" Hearing the man's shouts from behind,
the mother, whose eyes were already glazed over from being fucked, suddenly woke up. She struggled frantically, her weak legs kicking
futilely against Buck's waist, trying to crawl forward and let the man pull his penis out of her vagina:
"I still have children! I can't betray my children!"

Hearing my mother's cries from the monitor, tears streamed down my face, my heart pounding
with pain. No matter what, I could feel my mother's love.

"Haha, I'll spare you for now!" Buck said excitedly, panting heavily,
as he pulled his nearly ejaculated penis out abruptly. A white, cloudy arc shot out from between his mother's labia, and a jet of semen, like an arrow,
flew from the tip of his penis, which was resting on his mother's buttocks, splashing onto her sweaty back and
pooling on her snow-white buttocks.

Covered in semen, his mother lay on the sofa, panting heavily . Her waist spasmed from
the continuous, intense orgasms, and the large pool of vaginal fluid at the entrance of her vagina showed the intense result of twenty years of pent-up sexual desire
exploding in an instant. After catching his breath, Buck, still holding his penis covered in his mother's vaginal fluid, walked up to his
mother, who was lying on the edge of the sofa, covering her face with the back of her hand and panting heavily. It seemed he wanted his mother to perform oral sex on him,
but his mother immediately turned her face away, ignoring his despicable act.

"Haha, you don't want to give me oral sex? Or do you think it's dirty?" Buck laughed and said, "By the way
, we've already been so intimate, can you tell me your name, beautiful lady?"

"Phew... this was just a chance encounter, consider it a fleeting dream..."
The mother, who had indulged her desires for years, took a breath and suddenly got up from the sofa. She took out a tissue to wipe the semen
on her back and buttocks, then bent down to put her underwear and skirt back on. Only then did she stand up and
say seriously to Buck, "It's over between us, and we probably won't see each other again, so there's no need to know
each other's names. I'm sorry, my child will be home from work soon, and I have to go back to cook for him."

"Sigh, don't be so heartless. After all, your body reacted very strongly when I was with you!"
Buck smiled and reached out to stop her, but the mother walked out of the villa without looking back, leaving him with only a
resolute back view.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Bai Xiaopeng
asked, looking at me as I walked in, my face covered in cold sweat and panting.

"Yes, I'm feeling a little unwell. I'd like to ask for leave and go home now... I'm sorry!" I frowned
, unsure of what to tell him. Watching my mother
have sex with a burly foreign man was a painful experience. I clenched my fists, turned, and left Bai Xiaopeng's office, leaving
him sitting blankly behind his desk.

On the way home, I felt a pang of pain. How could I face my mother when I got home? Perhaps
she would try to cover up what had happened today, but how could I pretend to know nothing and
face the mother who had shown me that side of herself?

"Sigh!" I sighed deeply, standing at the door for a long time before finally deciding to knock.

"Ah! It's Xiaoze back!" Mom opened the door, standing before me in a bathrobe, a kind smile on
her face. She hugged me tightly, apologizing repeatedly, "I'm sorry, Xiaoze, I was too impulsive this morning,
I apologize!"

After releasing years of pent-up desire, Mom became even more amiable. Even through her bathrobe, I could feel her
body was more moisturized; she seemed to have taken a long bath before I returned, as if trying to wash away
everything that had happened that day.

Only I knew that beneath her bathrobe, the person from before would no longer be the same.

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