You got both mother and daughter for free.

Since her husband's death, her life had been empty, lonely, and utterly boring .
Unexpectedly, she met him by chance during a trip, which led to a tragic love
affair.

A relationship beyond friendship developed between us, which ended my life as a widow.

More than a year ago, my husband passed away due to an incurable brain tumor.

Of course, it made me sad and depressed for a while, but fortunately my husband left behind a lot of property, so we were financially secure, which relieved a lot of my worries and concerns.

Because my life was too monotonous and lonely, my mother-in-law suggested that I sign up for a group tour at a travel agency.

My daughter, who is in high school, and my son, who is in junior high school, both told me to go out and relax.

So I took their advice and decided to go on a trip.

I met him on the tour bus in this group. Since our seat numbers were in the same row, mine was by the window and his was by the aisle
.

He politely introduced himself, saying that he had worked for a company after graduating from university, and this was a special vacation after completing a year of service.
So he came out alone to travel and relax his mind and body after a year of work stress and fatigue.

Judging from his appearance, he is quite handsome, strong, and likable; he is a rather mature young man.

I was traveling alone and felt rather lonely. It wasn't bad to have a young person of the opposite sex to chat with, so we became good friends despite our age difference. We
sat side by side on the tour bus, talking animatedly while enjoying the scenery along the way.

His witty conversation made me like him even more.

His surname is Wen, his given name is Jianguo, he is 27 years old, and he is single and unmarried.

As for me, I am a widow in my early forties, and there is a sixteen or seventeen-year age difference between us.

But it seemed as if we were "destined" for each other, and my heart, which had been as still as a deep well, suddenly began to ripple. My desire stirred, and my private
parts became itchy and wet.

This inexplicable feeling stirred within me—involuntarily—an instant desire to seduce him and make him my lover.

Let me experience what it's like to be with a young, strong man—full of youthful energy, passion, wildness, ruggedness, and valor.
What different pleasures does it bring? Anyway, I've been a widow for over a year now, and I've done right by him. I still have a long way to go in my life
, and I simply can't bear to endure this loneliness and emptiness any longer. There's a saying: "Thirty is easier, forty is the hardest, and fifty
is the worst." This describes the most painful and unbearable time for women at this age when they lose their partner.

Many people may consider this description an exaggeration and therefore not believe it.

However, for married women who have experienced sexual intercourse for more than ten or twenty years, the pain of suddenly ceasing is something that outsiders can never understand or
feel.

Of course, there are women who remain widows after their husbands die, but the amount of determination and endurance they mustered, and the number of
nights tormented by sexual desire they endured, is something not every widow could do or bear.

I simply cannot do it, I cannot tolerate it.

Because my blood contains innate passion, boldness, and latent lust and strong desires.

If a woman is deprived of male comfort for an extended period, she will inevitably become thirsty, wither, and die.

It would be utterly pointless to die in such torment; it would be better to open one's heart and enjoy life to the fullest.

That evening, we didn't join the other people or travel together as a group, and we stayed at the same hotel.

He suggested we have dinner, drinks, and chat in his room, and I gladly accepted. This was exactly what I wanted! I thought—if we were sharing
a room, what would people think of our relationship? Judging by our ages and appearances, we really looked like a "mother and son." But
who cares what others think? Let them be. We ate, drank, and chatted. Honestly, this was
the happiest and most enjoyable meal I'd had with a man since my husband passed away over a year ago. It made me feel overjoyed, as if I were reliving my girlhood, experiencing the joys of romance.

They continued until they were both full and slightly tipsy.

"Auntie, I'm so happy and joyful today! I never expected to meet you while traveling. Not only did you make my solo trip much more enjoyable, but you also brought me a companion."

"What a wonderful companion! We hit it off immediately and had a wonderful conversation. Thank you so much, Grandma, for relieving my loneliness and boredom during the journey. And thank you even more for having dinner, drinks,
and conversation with me." "Mr. Wen, please don't be so polite. I'm the one who should be thanking you for spending money on my dinner, drinks, and conversation, which also relieved my
loneliness and boredom during the journey." "Alright, alright, let's not be so formal. Grandma is an elder; we should treat her well." "Look at you, telling me not to be polite
, and you're being even more polite." "I'm sorry, I misspoke. Okay." "Hmm, that's more like it," I said, feigning a slightly coquettish tone
.

"Auntie, why are you traveling alone? Why aren't your husband and children with you?" "My husband
passed away over a year ago from a malignant brain tumor. I was so lonely and bored at home, so I joined a tour group to get away and cheer myself up. My two children are in school and can't
come with me, so I'm traveling alone." "Oh, I see. I'm sorry, Auntie, you've brought up painful memories." "It's alright. He's been dead for
over a year. The sadness has already passed; there's nothing left to be sad about. As the saying goes ..." "Death is death, death ends everything. Everything's over. This world belongs to the living
, not the dead. We, the living, have the right to enjoy the beauty of life. Don't you agree, little brother?" "Auntie is
absolutely right. I feel the same way. Life is only a short few decades to live. If we don't enjoy it, we've truly wasted our
time in this wonderful world. We'd be complete fools, complete idiots, working so hard every day without even a moment of enjoyment. What's the point of living then?"
"You're absolutely right. So, what do you do for entertainment after work?" "After work, I mostly stay in my rented apartment, watching
TV or reading books and magazines. Sometimes I go to a movie or have a couple of drinks to kill time." "Why don't you invite your girlfriend
out for a walk or a chat?" "Auntie, I don't have a girlfriend yet." "What? You don't have a girlfriend? I don't believe it. With your handsome and
dashing appearance, plus your college degree, how could you not have a girlfriend? I simply don't believe it." "Really, I'm not
lying. Auntie, I'm a young person who has just entered society. I have no financial foundation at all, and my family's circumstances aren't very good. "

I am the eldest son, and I have many younger siblings, so I have to send half of my monthly salary home to help support the family. The trip I took was only possible because I received a bonus for outstanding work performance .

Dating a girlfriend costs money everywhere. Besides sending half of my salary home, I don't have much left. I also have to pay rent and living expenses. Where would I get extra money to date a girlfriend
? Anyway, I'm still young. I can wait a few more years until my financial situation is better before I date a girlfriend." After hearing his explanation, I felt inexplicably excited
. It turned out that this big boy in front of me didn't even have a girlfriend. He might even be a virgin.

Already feeling a stirring of romantic desire, and further emboldened by the lingering effects of the alcohol I had just consumed, I
asked without hesitation or restraint:

"Young man, according to you, you've never had contact with a woman before, and you've never experienced what it's like to be with a woman?" "Yes, Auntie, I
've never had contact with a woman before, and I don't know what it's like to be with a woman. Tonight is the first time I've eaten, drunk, and chatted with you." "Really? You're not lying to me?"
"It's true, believe it or not, Auntie, are you a woman?" "Of course I'm a woman, why are you asking?" "I've never seen a woman's
naked body before, I don't know what it looks like, Auntie, can I see?" "That's too embarrassing, and—Auntie isn't young anymore, my figure
isn't as slender and beautiful as a young girl's." Although I said that, actually, I had long wanted to taste this 'virgin man's' strangeness. "
It's okay, Auntie, let me see." "No, I'm embarrassed." "Then I'll show you, and you'll show me, okay?" "Okay." I couldn't resist
him, so I had to agree, actually I was using the 'playing hard to get' tactic.

In fact, I haven't seen or played with a man's penis for over a year. I really want to see if his looks like mine and if it suits my taste.

Upon hearing my agreement, he happily and hastily stripped naked, standing before me with his thick, long, and enormous member, which looked as if it were about to explode
, certainly did not disappoint me.

The glans was as big as a child's fist, purplish-red and shiny, with thick veins clearly protruding. The entire penis was erect and almost touching his
lower abdomen. "Wow, my god!" I couldn't help but exclaim inwardly. What a magnificent, hard, thick, long, and huge "meat stick"! This was the
kind of thing I had always dreamed of and longed for.

I finally got my wish for this wonderful treasure.

I couldn't help but reach out and grasp it.

"Wow!" It's so thick, so hard, and so hot; my little hands can barely hold it. I tested its length, and "goodness gracious!" It's at least eight inches long. I
tried to move it with my hand, but it didn't budge; it stood straight and hard, like an iron rod.

Although the iron rod is hard, it is cold.

But it was hard and hot, like a red-hot iron rod, full of life and vitality.

My heart was pounding in my chest. My eyes were glued to his erect penis. I never imagined it would be so "spectacular
"—twice as thick and long as my dead husband's.

A surge of emotion welled up within him, and he cupped the "big club" in both hands and stroked it for a while. The grooves and ridges on that lump of flesh, the barbs on top, were thick and hard,
truly resembling a large mushroom atop it.

I really loved it, so I squatted down, put my face close to it, and rubbed it back and forth on my cheek.

"Auntie, I've already shown it to Grandma, why won't you show it to me?" "I—I—I'm shy." "That's not fair. I've already shown it to Grandma
, and I'm not shy, so why should you be shy? If you won't show it to me, then I won't show it to you either, I'm going to get dressed." "Alright, you little rascal, Auntie will
show it to you." I had no choice but to let him see it.

So I stood up and took off all my clothes until I was completely naked.

He stared intently at my naked body and between my legs, at the thick, dark pubic hair.

I also stared at his genitals and found that his penis was more erect, higher and harder, as if it might burst at any moment.

Wen Jianguo was also stunned by the middle-aged beauty in front of him, her plump, snow-white, sexy and mature body. "Wow!" What a sexy and charming
body! She was so beautiful and radiant, like a blooming flower, dazzling and shining. What a masterpiece of God!

A pair of snow-white, plump, and high breasts, brownish-red nipples the size of grapes, bright red areolas, a flat abdomen with fine gray wrinkles, a
deep navel, and a large patch of pubic hair growing on a large, steamed bun-like mons pubis, thick and black, covering the entire mons pubis and obscuring the view below.

"Auntie, I can't see clearly. Let me see more clearly, okay?" he said, forcefully trying to spread my legs apart.

I cried out, "Ah...no...don't..." He ignored my cries, picked me up with both hands, and laid me down on the bed. Then he got on the bed too, and
we adopted the 69 position, admiring and playing with each other's "private parts".

"Auntie, I want to really take a good look at your big, fat pussy." "Ah, how embarrassing... I'm so ashamed... There's nothing to see
... You... you... don't look..." "What's so embarrassing? There's no one else in the room. Auntie, don't be shy, spread your legs wider so I can see more
clearly, please, please." I couldn't resist him, so I had to agree: "Okay, look all you want." My legs spread wide,
completely exposing my mysterious "private property" to his eyes.

He smiled happily, brought his face close to my legs, and gently parted the two "petals" under my thick pubic hair with both hands.

He not only parted the "petals" but also kept stroking them and the thick tuft of fur, making me tremble and get goosebumps.

On one hand, I felt somewhat shy, and on the other hand, I was inexplicably excited. Looking at the expression on his face, I knew that he was just as excited as I was. I saw him
breathing heavily, and his hot breath kept spraying onto my mons pubis.

"Little brother, let me take a closer look at your thing... Auntie... I haven't seen a man's thing for over a year." His penis
was indeed quite spectacular in front of me. Truly befitting a young man, it was firm, strong, and erect, possessing the imposing presence and spirit of a single man holding off ten thousand. It was truly a...

Good baby, good "meat stick".

I was overjoyed, inexplicably excited, and my desire surged. I rubbed my cheek against it, caressed it, and cherished it. Because it had been so long since I had touched
a man's genitals, my excitement gradually intensified.

Just looking with your eyes and touching with your hands isn't enough to satisfy or stimulate you.

So—without hesitation, I started sucking and licking it.

"Ah...ah...Auntie..." he groaned.

I took his "big cock" deep into my mouth, then gently stirred, sucked, and licked his glans with my tongue, swallowing and spitting out
his shaft.

A strange, intense urge and a thrill made me lick and suck his penis repeatedly, without getting tired of it, and with great interest.

"Ah...so good...so comfortable...Auntie...your breasts are amazing...oh..." He was probably experiencing this for the first time, and he shouted with joy. His
large glans became slippery in my mouth, and some secretions seeped out. I sucked and licked it desperately, enjoying it
immensely.

"Wow, this feels so good, so amazing. I... this is the first time I've ever tasted this... Auntie... dear auntie... breasts are really my dear auntie... meat auntie
... it's so wonderful..." he exclaimed again.

His fingers continued to caress my wet "petals" and pubic hair, while I continued to lick and suck his penis.

But deep down, I longed to insert it into my "flower room" as soon as possible, to fill it, to satisfy it. I cried out in my heart, "I want it... I want it inside
..." Suddenly, he pressed his hands against my head, panting, "Auntie, stop licking... stop sucking... I can't take it anymore..." Looking at the expression on his face
and hearing his cries, I knew he was approaching climax and about to ejaculate, so I ignored his cries and sucked desperately.

"Ah... Auntie... Dear Auntie... I... I ejaculated..." A thick, hot stream of semen shot out, filling my mouth, which I
swallowed without hesitation.

"Ah... dear auntie... so beautiful... so comfortable... your oral skills are amazing..." I spat out his softened penis, first licking off the semen that covered it
with my tongue, then gently stroking it in my hand, asking, "Jianguo, was it comfortable just now? Did it hurt?" "Dear auntie, it felt so good,
so good, your oral skills are really amazing, so wonderful, now it's my turn to repay your 'blessing' just now, let you taste my oral skills too." After he finished speaking, he brought his mouth
to my vulva, licking and sucking with a fierce and passionate momentum, occasionally pushing his tongue deep into my vagina to stir it.

Ah, that's when I have strong desires and no man is there to satisfy them for me. I can't suppress or control them anymore, so I masturbate with my fingers to achieve
intense pleasure, especially when he gently bites my clitoris with his teeth, it's so itchy.

"Oh...oh...Jianguo...you little devil...stop licking...Auntie...it's so itchy...I can't stand it anymore...ah...don't bite
...it's so sore...you...you're teasing...teasing Auntie to death...you're...teasing me to death...oh..." I was saying one thing, but my buttocks
were desperately raised and thrusting towards his mouth, yearning for his tongue to go deeper and be more stimulating.

This made me tremble all over, a wonderful feeling of complete absorption, a wave of passion and pleasure that nourished my "flower room," which had been almost dried up for more than a year.

His tongue gave me waves of pleasure that quickly overwhelmed me. My 'petals,' which hadn't been caressed by a man for over a year,
burst forth like a torrent, releasing a torrent of fluids that he swallowed whole. At that moment, I was solely focused on the waves of pleasure.

I was intoxicated by the excitement and passion, and I accepted whatever strange movements or tricks he made without hesitation.

Because I was almost going crazy in this wonderful wave of excitement.

"Wow, my goodness!" The young man was amazing, so cute, and so captivating. His penis, which had just ejaculated, became hard and erect again after being stroked by my delicate hand .

"Jianguo, my good boy...don't...don't lick...don't bite...don't suck anymore...quickly...quickly put your big cock...into Auntie's...little hole
...Auntie...is so itchy...I can't hold back anymore...good boy...be good...quickly...quickly...put it in..." Jianguo saw my expression

His emotions and desires were aroused, his blood surged, and his penis swelled.

So I jumped out of bed, grabbed a big pillow, and put it under my fat buttocks.

He spread my legs apart and raised them, standing on the edge of the bed in a "pushing the cart" position. He held his big cock and first used the head of his penis to
grind against my clitoris.

It made my whole body incredibly itchy, with a mix of sour, numb, and tingling sensations—it was both comfortable and uncomfortable.

The hollow feeling in the pubic mound, in particular, is something that cannot be described in words or writing.

"My dear son, Jian Guo... my sweetheart... Auntie... my little hole is so itchy... my whole body is so uncomfortable... stop teasing me... stop rubbing...
Auntie really... can't hold back anymore... hurry... hurry and put it in... please... my little baby..." I couldn't help but cry out.

Jianguo also felt that if he didn't give me a good beating now, I would hate him for the rest of my life.

So, aiming at my hairy, sexy, bright red vaginal opening, he thrust forward forcefully, and with a "plop," his large glans slid in.

"Ouch...oh my god...it hurts...it hurts so much..." "Does it hurt a lot, Auntie?" "Yes, my little darling, that sudden thrust from you just now really hurt.
Now that you're still, it's much better. Be gentle in a bit. Auntie's cunt has never been penetrated by a cock as big as yours before, especially since I've been
a widow for over a year, so my vagina is naturally much tighter. My sweetheart, you have to cherish Auntie, okay? My good baby." "Auntie, I will cherish you. When we play later, if you tell
me to go fast, I'll go fast; if you tell me to go slow, I'll go slow; if you tell me to go lightly, I'll go lightly; if you tell me to go hard, I'll go hard. I'll do whatever you say, okay?" After saying that, she lowered her head and
kissed my lips deeply.

"That's how my good boy is, my dear son. Come on, be gentle." "Okay." Upon hearing this, Jianguo thrust his hips forward, and his big cock went in about three inches
further.

"Ah, baby...stop...stop...it hurts...it hurts so much inside Auntie's hole...it's so swollen..." Upon hearing this, Jian Guo immediately stopped moving, looked at my
pained face, and asked:

"How many children has Auntie had?" "I've had a boy and a girl. Why are you asking?" "Physiologically speaking, Auntie has already
had two children, so her vagina should be looser. Why is your big, fleshy vagina still so tight? It's strange." "What's so strange about that?
The physiological structures of men and women are different for everyone."

Little darling, do you know? Men's penises vary in thickness and length, and some have large glans while others have small, pointed ones.

A woman's mons pubis can be plump or flat, and her labia can be thick or thin.

"The vaginal walls (cavities) can be loose or tight, and the vagina can be deep or shallow, etc., etc." "Hmm, I didn't know there were so many differences. So,
what type is Auntie's mons pubis?" "Auntie's mons pubis is the type with a plump mons pubis, thick labia, tight vaginal walls, and a deep vagina." "Then, is my penis
suitable for Auntie's mons pubis?" "My little darling, my good son, your penis is more than suitable." "Why? Auntie, please tell me,
let me know the reason." "My little darling, your penis is the treasure that all women dream of. Baby, do you know that?" "That's why I'm
asking you, Auntie, don't keep me in suspense, tell me quickly." "My good son, your penis is not only thick, long, and large, but it's also more sinewy than fleshy, with a large head and a sharp base, and thick, hard,
and protruding edges, like a large mushroom. "

"My little darling, a woman needs a big cock like yours to feel pleasure, comfort, satisfaction, and pleasure when it's inside her." I explained to him patiently.

"What's the reason? Every man has a penis, so can't he still make a woman feel satisfied?" "Little darling, that's your mistake.
Although every man has a penis, each one is different."

Only a large one like yours can make me feel full, and only a long one can reach all the way in and reach the uterus to produce an orgasm.

A penis with thick, hard, and protruding glans can produce immense pleasure when the edges rub against the tender flesh of the vaginal walls during penetration.

Especially a penis with more sinew than flesh, when inserted into a hole, is brave and fierce, lasting and enduring. "I understand, but not completely." "Okay, Auntie will
explain it to you in simpler terms. For example, some men are tall and fat, looking very strong, but in reality, their muscles are loose and flabby,
without any strength."

Another type of man is neither fat nor thin, but strong and robust, with well-developed muscles. You can tell at a glance that he is valiant and strong; his muscles are as strong as bronze and iron.

It is full of truth.

Think about it, the difference between the latter's "muscles" and the former's "muscles" is enough to tell you which is better and which is inferior. Do you understand now? "I completely
understand, Auntie's analysis is amazing, truly based on experience. You've helped me understand women's mentality. It turns out women all like men's penises to be thick, long, large, hard
, and strong, so they can feel comfortable, satisfied, and enjoy themselves." "Of course! Need I say more? What woman doesn't like a thick, long, large, hard, strong, and durable
penis? Who would like a soft, weak, and useless penis that's all show and no substance? My little darling, if a woman meets
a penis like yours, after you've penetrated her, she'll love you madly, go crazy, and be obsessed with you for the rest of her life, you know that? Darling, come on, I've been so busy talking that I've neglected the important matter
. Auntie's pussy is itchy again... hurry up and insert it..." "Okay, Auntie." Jian Guo agreed, then pushed my legs between my breasts, making my
mons pubis more prominent, and with another push, he penetrated about three inches more.

"Oh, it's so full... my good son... Auntie feels so... so full... and it hurts so much... I really don't know... what it feels like... it hurts... it itches...
it's sore... and it's so full..." "Auntie, I still have more than two inches left to go in, just a little while... when it's all in... Auntie will know what it feels like." Hearing
him say that he still had more than two inches left, I felt both excited and scared. If I really swallowed his eight-inch-long, two-inch-thick cock completely, I really didn't know
what it would feel like. How could my little hole possibly handle it?

Never mind all that, "it's better to die from bloating than from starvation." Besides, my purpose is for him to relieve my sexual hunger. If I'm afraid of "dying," wouldn't
I be betraying my original intention? What's the point of me coming out to relax and relieve my boredom?

So, I wiggled my fat buttocks and moaned, "My darling son... hurry... hurry and thrust it in... let... let Auntie eat... eat the whole thing
... have some fun... relieve the itch... quench the hunger... quench the thirst... my little darling... baby..." Upon hearing this, Jian Guo
could no longer resist my lewd moans and seductive, alluring expression.

Then he thrust again with all his might, penetrating all the way in, his large glans reaching inside my uterus. The stimulation sent shivers through my body, my vagina tightened suddenly, and a gush of vaginal fluid
gushed out involuntarily.

"Oh...it's killing me...and...it feels so good..." At this moment, Jianguo felt his large glans being tightly enveloped by the uterine flower core, and being sucked in and out
, making him feel extremely comfortable and wonderful.

Then came the violent thrusting, each stroke going all the way to the root, each time hitting the flesh, a fierce and courageous series of dozens of thrusts.

His relentless thrusting made me feel incredibly good, and I couldn't help but sway my plump buttocks to meet his fierce pumping.

Every time he bumped into me hard, my whole body would tremble, putting me in a state of high excitement and euphoria, and I would burst into tears of joy.

No wonder, I've been a widow for over a year, and it's been far too long since I've tasted meat. I haven't enjoyed the caresses and pleasure of a man for so long. Tonight, I've
"reopened" my taste buds and tasted such a thick, long, and huge "meat stick," a handsome young man full of vigor, energy, and strength.

It allowed me to rediscover the sensual pleasures of love and intimacy that I had almost forgotten for so long. How could it not make me feel like I was dying of pleasure,
weeping with joy, and experiencing pleasure while shedding tears?

I cried out, shook, thrust, and swayed, making my mons pubis and his large penis fit together even more tightly.

My vaginal fluids, like a river with a broken dam, gushed out in waves, causing a massive flood.

"My little darling... my good son... you are really my precious darling... I'm being fucked to heaven by you... it feels so good I'm going crazy... my little husband
... your little lover with your big cock... you... fuck me to death... I'm so happy... ah... ah... I... I've come again..." Jian Guo's eyes were filled with lustful desires,
and his ears were filled with lewd sounds. He was stimulated like a hungry tiger descending the mountain, ready to devour its prey.

He exerted all his strength, thrusting and pounding relentlessly. His large glans pounded against my clitoris like raindrops, the "plop plop" sounds of his thrusting never ceasing. It
was a symphony of sexual intercourse, making me feel like I was dying of pleasure, my soul leaving my body, as if floating in the clouds. I desperately needed to grasp something to hold onto in order to feel
fulfilled.

"Oh... my little darling... my little husband... Auntie... this is the first time I've tasted such... such wonderful pleasure... you... you quickly put my legs down..."

…Press down on me…Let Auntie hug you…kiss you…hurry…hurry up…” Upon hearing this, Jian Guo hurriedly put down my legs, then lifted me to
the center of the bed, and jumped down onto my body. His big penis immediately entered my mons pubis. I hugged him tightly with both hands, wrapped my legs tightly around his strong waist, and
twisted my fat buttocks.

"Little baby... move faster... Auntie wants you to thrust harder... thrust harder... hold Auntie tighter... that way I'll feel fulfilled... and real
... my dear son... my little husband... my sweetie..." Jian Guo was held tightly by me, his chest pressing against my pair of soft yet firm, incredibly elastic, full
and swollen breasts.

The large penis was inserted into the tight mons pubis, hot and wet. The feeling of warmth, tightness, wetness, and slipperiness was so comfortable and wonderful.

Especially when my clitoris bites the glans, the sensation of sucking and licking is indescribable.

His penis was twisted until it swelled and ached, and he felt restless and uncomfortable.

And so—without any mercy, he thrust and pounded, relentlessly attacking my little castle nestled in the thicket of hair.

And what about me? When my husband was alive, he wasn't very old (forty-seven years old), but he was frail and had a brain tumor. From the onset of the disease until his death, we
hadn't had any sexual relations for more than two years.

Moreover, her husband's penis was short, his energy was insufficient, and his stamina was poor. Even if he managed to get into battle, he couldn't even last three minutes before abandoning his armor and troops
, and was completely routed. It was truly disheartening and extremely annoying.

The young man she was currently having sex with was not only handsome and dashing, but also had a good penis and was a fearless young man.

His masculine energy penetrated me, making me feel incredibly comfortable, from head to toe, every part of my body. A strange, sweet sensation ran through my heart. How could I not love him to the core
?

"My little darling... my dear husband... Auntie is about to be... you're going to kill me... you... you're really going to kill me... my sweetheart... I've come again...
oh... I'm going to come to my death... I... I... I'm really going to... I'm going to come to my death... oh..." Later—in a daze, he shot
in a rapid, powerful, thick, and hot stream of semen, dripping deep into my uterus, and I was scalded awake.

This was truly an earth-shattering, terrifying, and life-or-death battle.

I feel incredibly comfortable and completely satisfied.

He warmed my body and soul, filled my emptiness, and quenched my thirst.

He was so adorable that I couldn't help but hug him tightly and kiss his lips and face passionately.

"Jianguo, my little darling, you're so wonderful! Auntie loves you so much!" "Auntie, I love milk too! Did you feel comfortable and happy just now?" "Mmm,
so comfortable and happy! It's the first time Auntie has ever felt so comfortable and happy!" "Really?" "Yes, really." "Was Auntie satisfied?" "Yes,
yes! Auntie is so satisfied!"

"I'm so satisfied, Auntie is so satisfied!" "Then let's get some sleep and rest first, and I'll give Auntie even more pleasure and satisfaction later, okay?
My dear Auntie." "Of course, my darling, my good son, my little husband." The young man's body is so wonderful, so fascinating, and it makes me love him even more.

That night, we made love twice more, which made me infatuated with him and unable to extricate myself.

The next day, we stayed in the same room again, enjoying the pleasure and sweetness of sex day and night.

No matter where you are—on the bed, on the sofa, on the carpet, in the bathroom—you can cuddle and kiss and caress each other to your heart's content. Lick, suck, bite, and nibble on each other's sensitive areas.

Then, whether sitting, standing, lying down, kneeling, or prone, each person used their strengths to engage in various positions and styles of intercourse, freely enjoying themselves and indulging in the most romantic and
pleasurable activities.

It truly evokes the sentiment: "I envy not the immortals, but only the loving couple; when there is joy, I will enjoy it to the fullest." During our week-long trip, except for the first day,
these six days allowed us to experience more beautiful and romantic pleasures than those of newlyweds on their honeymoon.

Because—we are two people having an affair. An affair is illegal, far more mysterious and interesting than a legal relationship. It's not only
tense but also exciting, giving the person having the affair an indescribable sense of exhilaration and satisfaction.

Why do men always feel that "the grass is always greener on the other side"?

Women often feel that "other men are better than their husbands."

Their purpose is nothing more than to try out "women other than their wives" and see "what they taste like"? Are they really "more fragrant" than their wives?

How driven is a man other than the husband? Is he "more" driven than the husband?

The man before me (Wen Jianguo) was, of course, a hundred or a thousand times better than my dead husband. So we finished one round and then made love again and again
until our limbs were weak and we were exhausted.

This was a "feast of lust" that I had never experienced before. I really hoped that I would never be separated from him and that we could live together. How wonderful that would be! However,
it was impossible in reality. I had children and a mother-in-law, and he was so young. Moreover, I was seventeen or eighteen years older than him.

Happy days seem to fly by. In the blink of an eye, a week-long trip has come to an end. Tonight is our last night together.
After a passionate and intense lovemaking session, we rested for a moment before launching into another fierce battle. It felt like if tonight were the end of the world, and we didn't want it to end any longer.

"All good things must come to an end." We exchanged phone numbers before reluctantly parting ways and heading home.

Since breaking my vow of abstinence and eating meat, I've been constantly thinking about him since returning home. I can't eat or drink, I'm restless and can't sit still.
I can't sleep at night either, and my vagina is unbearably itchy. I finally got through a week, but I couldn't take it anymore. I was going to call his office, but to my surprise,
he actually called me.

I was so happy and excited! We met at the coffee shop we had arranged to meet, and after finishing our coffee, we couldn't wait to find a
hotel. Once inside the room, we hugged each other tightly and kissed passionately. Then we undressed and lay on the bed together, caressing each other's bodies.

"My little darling, I thought you'd forgotten about this old lady! Auntie has been waiting day and night, and today my darling's ** has finally arrived."
"Auntie, how could I forget about milk? A beautiful woman like you, Auntie, is someone I could only dream of having. Especially since you bring me such supreme joy
and enjoyment in life, I'm destined to love you for life!" "Really? My little darling, you're not lying to me, are you?" I was so happy I almost jumped for joy.

"Really, if Auntie doesn't believe me, I'll swear to Grandma." "My darling, don't swear, of course Auntie believes you." As soon as I heard him about to swear
, I quickly covered his mouth with my hand to stop him from making the vow.

"To be honest, you absolutely cannot tell from your face and body that you are a middle-aged woman in your early forties. I believe that even ten years from now, when you are in your
early fifties, all the young men will still be fantasizing about you."

"Even when they can't have her, they make them masturbate to satisfy their fantasies." "Oh my god, that's so awful! What do you mean I'm over fifty and
still make young men fantasize? Does that make me some kind of old vixen who bewitches men?" "Old vixen? Not at all. Those are
just terms used by wives to insult women who bewitch their husbands."

However, Auntie is indeed very charming, especially the way her little plump hole sucks my big glans, it's really amazing.

I was captivated by the way milk sucks; after only a week apart, I missed it day and night.

I couldn't resist any longer, so I immediately called ** to arrange a get-together with my breastfeeding mom.

"Auntie is simply a sexy beauty that one can hardly find in this world!" "I'm not coming anymore, you mean Jianguo, are you making fun of me? I really hate you."

"If I had gotten married a few years earlier, I could have given birth to you long enough to be your mother! And you still dare to bully me? You're such a hateful little devil, such a rascal
! I really don't know how to scold you enough to vent my anger." I pretended to be nonchalant, but actually I was secretly delighted.

"Oh, my dear auntie, dear mom, please don't be angry. I was just teasing you. If you upset that sexy, alluring body, your son will feel sorry for you. Come on, let
your son use his big cock to insert into the little fat hole that gave birth to me, and properly apologize to you, okay? My dear mom." "You rascal! If you're really my biological son,
how can you insert into your mother's little fat hole? Isn't that incest? It's outrageous!" "It's because you said that if I got married a few years earlier, I could have given birth to someone like me." "
My little darling, that's just a metaphor. Think about it. I'm sixteen or seventeen years older than you. In this modern era, there are many fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls in society who
are either unmarried or married mothers. Could your auntie have given birth to you? It's definitely not me taking advantage of you, right?" "Yes, I think men and women..."

During sex, regardless of the differences in status, age, or other factors, the goal is to experience sexual climax. Of course, the more intimate and
passionate the cries and actions, the better, as this leads to a truly wonderful experience. "Mommy, don't you think so?" "Yes, you're absolutely right! We're
just like 'mother and son' now!" "Mommy, do you want 'son's' big cock to go inside 'mommy's' little fat hole now?" "Of course I want to! Dear
son, 'mommy's' little fat hole is welcoming 'son's' big cock!" And so, this fake mother and son, their act becoming real, enjoyed the pleasures of sex. From then on,
we frequently met secretly for pleasure, even though there was a significant age difference between us. He became like my lover and my little husband.

Every time we meet, we always make sure to enjoy some passionate and pleasurable sexual games.

My daughter is in her second year of high school and will be taking the college entrance exam in a year. However, she is not very good at English and math, so I would like to ask Jianguo to be her tutor.

This motivation mainly stemmed from my latent desire to spend more time with him, under the guise of a tutor, which would also keep my mother-in-law in the dark, allowing
him to enter my home and, depending on the opportunity, enjoy intimacy with him.

I never imagined that my plan would be completely wrong.

Jian Guo would come to my house every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday evening to tutor my daughter, and on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday evenings he would invite me to his rented place to enjoy intimate moments.

When he and his daughter were doing their homework, I would always step aside and not disturb them.

In the blink of an eye, it had been more than three months since Jianguo came to tutor our daughter. That evening, my mother-in-law went to stay with her daughter for a few days, and my son was going on a school camping trip
and wouldn't be home for three days. As usual, I went out shopping, but I came back earlier than usual.

I opened the door carefully, afraid of disturbing their homework. After entering the living room, I suddenly heard moans and panting coming from my daughter's room.
As someone who's been there, I knew those sounds were the excited sounds of a man and woman making love.

I was taken aback. I tiptoed to the door and gently pushed it open a crack to peek inside.

Jianguo and his daughter embraced each other naked and made love passionately and wildly.

And, oblivious to everyone else, it let out excited moans.

I was furious, but I didn't have the courage to catch them in the act. Luckily, amidst my daughter's frequent moans, I turned and left her room, returning to my own
, where I lay on the bed, sulking.

Unexpectedly, my daughter and I both had sexual relations with the same man, a man I seduced, loved to the bone, and who could
satisfy my sexual desires.

I wanted to quit my tutoring job and cut all ties with him, but—I just couldn't bear to part with him, and I also couldn't live without a thick, long, and huge penis like his to
fill the "bottomless pit" in my heart, because my sex drive is too strong, and a normal-sized penis is simply not enough, let alone satisfy me. After thinking it over and over again,
I finally came up with a "win-win-win" solution.

The next evening, I went to his place, and as usual, we had a passionate lovemaking session.

After resting for a while, I told him about what I had witnessed the night before, and then asked him if what had happened was right and what his plans were for
my daughter and me.

"I know it's wrong for a mother to have her own daughter, but her daughter is just as alluring and sexy as her mother."

She also said she liked me and loved me, which made me fall in love with her in return, which is why I did what I did last night. Dear Auntie, dear Mom, please forgive me. "Then,
who is better, you or I? Who do you truly love?" "Both of you are good, I love and like you both." "Hey, you answered very decisively, both are
good, both are loved, but there has to be one to compare, right?" "If you insist on making me compare, then I'll be honest."

The daughter's beauty is like a flower bud just beginning to bloom, while the mother's beauty is like a fully bloomed flower, both are charming and captivating.

As for the breastfeeding daughter's vagina, it's like a freshly ripe green apple, a little astringent to eat. But the mother's plump vagina is like a ripe peach, sweet and juicy
, tender and delicious.

I still prefer the one with the mother's breasts, plump and juicy, with excellent internal strength, like a big peach. The daughter's vagina is a bit tight, but she doesn't have internal
strength, which is like a "fatal flaw".

My mother's little pussy is not only tight and small, but also very wet, and her internal strength is superb, much better than my breastfeeding daughter's. Playing with her is more enjoyable, comfortable, and pleasurable.
Of course, I prefer breastfeeding, I love breastfeeding my dear mother." "So what are your plans for us, mother and daughter, in the future?" "This... I... I..." I

Seeing that he couldn't answer for a moment, I knew he was torn between my daughter and me.

"This...what this...I know you can't decide right now, but I have a 'win-win-win' solution."

I won't interfere with you having sex with my daughter in the future, but you must abide by a few of my rules.

First: You must not get her pregnant. Second: You must not let anyone else know about your relationship. Third: You must not let her know about my relationship with you. Fourth:
The dates and times of your rendezvous with me must not conflict with the dates and times of her rendezvous with you.

After all, we are mother and daughter, and it would be so awkward and embarrassing if we were to run into each other.

"If you two truly love each other, I won't object to your marriage. However, you must never let her know about our relationship, and you must keep it a secret from her. You must continue to provide
your mother with emotional and physical comfort and sexual satisfaction. Can you agree to these conditions?" "My dear mother, of course I agree!
Only a fool wouldn't agree to such good conditions! I'm so happy, so joyful!" "You rascal, you're truly my destined little devil, my little nemesis. For you,
I've even sacrificed my daughter. We'll see how you treat us mother and daughter from now on. You've taken all the advantages, of course you're happy and joyful." "Thank you, dear mother. Your son
will be filial and serve you well from now on." "Yes, that's my good son, my little darling, my heart and soul."
After arranging this 'win-win-win' plan, in this contradictory and absurd situation, the flames of war reignited between us.

In their joy, they reached several climaxes in succession, and in a state of complete satisfaction, they ended this delightful rendezvous.

I've become deeply infatuated with him, treating him like my husband. It's like being addicted to psychedelic drugs. I
can't live without him to satisfy my sexual needs. As a mother, I'm a woman too. If I can't control my own sexual desires, how can I discipline
my daughter who's just starting to experience puberty?

Therefore, I had no choice but to use a swift and decisive approach to achieve a "win-win-win" situation and resolve this "major event." (The End)

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