Mother - Faithful Lover 1-3

Chapter 1
There wasn't much work on the construction site today, so everyone could leisurely chat while working. "By the way, what did
the foreman do before?

" "Just like us, a manual laborer!" The foreman had always been the role
model ; everyone's wages depended on him. From what the workers said, it seemed the foreman used to be a manual laborer
, but somehow he got lucky and became a foreman. Some speculated he had some kind of triad background. From
everyone's tone, I could tell they were all somewhat afraid of him. My mother tried her best to avoid the foreman's advances, constantly begging him not to come looking for her again.
Although the foreman readily agreed, from the way he stared at my mother's curvaceous body, I could see he had no
sincerity whatsoever.

He only left smugly after taking my mother home. In his view, my mother's succumb was
only a matter of time. After learning the whole story, I felt a pang of resentment towards my mother: why didn't she
tell me? Why didn't she resist? Why did she let another man violate her? I returned home, heartbroken. Opening the door, I saw a familiar figure cooking for me,
as beautiful and alluring as ever. Her full breasts and graceful curves exuded a mature charm that was sure to tantalize
any man's senses.

My mother had changed her clothes. I hugged her from behind, startling her. "
You little rascal , you scared me to death! Let go! I'll make you something delicious!" she exclaimed. "Mom wants me to hold you a little longer." I went to
the bathroom, while my mother continued working. Seeing my skirt, soiled by the foreman, in the laundry basket, I turned it over.
A foul, fishy stench hit me. "Why? Why didn't Mom resist? Why didn't she tell me?" I punched
the wall. Just then, my mother called me to eat. I quickly put the skirt back in its original position, secretly vowing to find out
what had happened.

We had a particularly happy dinner. Mom kept adding food to my plate, saying I was growing rapidly. But neither of us knew what we were thinking. Behind the happiness lay many sad things. A hint of worry flashed across Mom's face, but she quickly concealed it, which I noticed. "Mom, are you going to let the foreman continue to caress your perfect body?" I thought to myself.
Lately, Mom has been telling me to restrain myself when we sleep together, not letting me touch her. She even puts on her pajamas, saying that working on the construction site every day
is so tiring, and having sex at night will ruin her health; she needs to take good care of herself.

I know Mom is so covered up
because there are marks on her body from the foreman's abuse. He doesn't want me to know and be sad. I don't want to expose Mom's
embarrassment, and I won't break the silence because I love Mom too much and I'm afraid she'll lose me. So how am I supposed to live?
The next morning, I got up, and Mom was already up. "You brat, hurry up and wash up and eat, you'll be late for work
!" I quickly
got up, and Mom boiled several eggs for me to nourish my body. She also gave me some to take with me. Before leaving, I
kissed and under her surprised gaze, I ran out of the house. At lunchtime, I saw a few workers gathered together discussing something. I went over and overheard them saying, "Hey, Gousheng,
do you know where the foreman found this woman? She's incredibly beautiful."

"Yeah, yeah! Yesterday I saw
that woman and the foreman doing *that* kind of thing in the woods next to our toilet. She showed off her breasts, they were like two big,
white rabbits, and she kept stroking the foreman's penis. Her breasts jiggled, and I almost couldn't hold back.
" "Haha, Gousheng's been missing his wife for a long time." "Go to hell! If my wife were half as
beautiful as that woman and her breasts were half as big, what would I do? I'd be doing this to my ancestors every day!" The
workers burst into laughter and continued discussing the woman. I knew that was my beloved mother, and I
couldn't bear to listen anymore. I walked away in a daze. I went to the restroom and saw a familiar figure dart into the foreman's room from afar. Wasn't that Mom?
What was she doing With a nervous heart, I quickly followed and peered through the window.

"Yulan, you're finally here! I missed you
so much!" he said, then hugged Mom tightly. Mom remained indifferent. "Let me go." "Damn it, don't push your luck, or I'll have your son crippled
." Hearing my name mentioned, Mom trembled and stopped struggling. "We agreed not to do that." "I know, I know,"
the foreman replied impatiently, and proceeded to unbutton Mom's blouse. Because Mom was wearing a skirt, the foreman
pulled down the shoulder straps, revealing her snow-white skin. His eyes were now filled with lust
as he ripped off Mom's bra, and her two snow-white breasts sprang out, their pink nipples defiantly exposed to the air. The foreman saw the mother suckle one nipple and let out a soft moan, while his other hand repeatedly kneaded
the other nipple. Because the mother's breasts were large, one hand couldn't hold them all, and the foreman's manipulation of her breasts caused them to
change shape. "Fuck Yulan, your breasts are so fucking nice to touch, so big and soft."

The mother's eyebrows furrowed, and her body
trembled , resisting her body's reaction. But I knew her breasts were very sensitive, and enduring this
much was already incredibly difficult. After a while, the foreman pulled the mother onto his bed. "Yulan, my dick
is so hard, use your breasts to ejaculate for me." The mother clearly disagreed and refused the foreman. "You bitch, you should
know your son is on our construction site." I was furious that I had become a tool to threaten my mother.
It was obvious that this tactic was very effective against her
. Mom sat on the bed, slowly bending down as
the foreman watched his penis getting closer and closer. His breathing quickened, his eyes fixed on Mom's breasts
. Mom lifted her full breasts, clamping them around his penis, like a pillar
perfectly embedded in its place. "Oh, Yulan, this feels so good!" the foreman exclaimed
. "This is fucking breast sex! It's fucking amazing!" "Keep it down, don't let anyone hear," Mom said wistfully.
"I know, I know, it's just too good, I can't control myself." Mom began to move up and down, seemingly tired,
beads of sweat forming on her nose, but this only made her more alluring. "Yulan, faster!"

At this moment, Mom obeyed her master's commands like a slave. Her large, soft breasts, combined with the increased speed, swayed violently, slapping against the foreman's scrotum and lower abdomen with each thrust. I was surprised to hear a "slap, slap, slap" sound coming from her lower abdomen. Was this some kind of indirect intercourse? Mom, at this moment, the sound seemed like an aphrodisiac, stimulating their lust. Mom's speed increased, while the foreman raised his buttocks and arched his body, trying to get his penis even closer to Mom's. [Oh, oh, oh, Yulan, Yulan is going to cum!] The foreman, unable to resist his mother's caresses, let out a long sigh. His scrotum contracted violently, ejaculating thick semen, spurting it onto his mother's breasts, face, and even her hair,

some almost touching her mouth. His mother, without a word, got out of bed and wiped herself for a long time with tissues. "
Okay, you've had your fun, don't hurt my son," the foreman said with a smile. "Oh, by the way, Yulan, these are
the underwear you gave me yesterday. Take them home and wash them. Give me your current underwear." His mother quickly took them off, threw them on
the bed, picked up the semen-soaked underwear, put on her clothes, and left quickly. The foreman, holding the underwear,
thought, "Damn, it's wet! This slut pretends to be innocent." His eyes gleamed as he stared at the underwear, lost in thought.
I ran away from the scene.
What should I do now?

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