My Beautiful Mother Teacher 4-5

"Xiaoyu, get up now, you'll be late for school." My mother's voice reached my ears. Sleepy—that was
my state. My eyelids struggled to open. I don't know what time I finally drifted off to sleep last night,
and when I opened my eyes, they quickly closed again; I was just too sleepy.

After a while, I felt someone shaking me. I had no choice but to open my nearly dead
eyes . It was my mother. Seeing that I was awake, she said, "It's already seven o'clock, get up!" I
nodded weakly and reluctantly got out of bed. Seeing me up, my mother turned and left.

After a quick wash in the bathroom, I went to the living room. My mother had already prepared breakfast. My father was sitting at the table
reading the newspaper. Seeing me come in, he said, "Hurry up and eat breakfast, or you'll be late."

"Oh," I replied indifferently, grabbing a piece of bread from the table and stuffing it into my mouth.

At that moment, my mother came out of her room, dressed much the same as yesterday: a short-sleeved blazer, a
traditional white shirt, straight-leg trousers, and flat shoes. As Mom came out, she unconsciously yawned.
It seemed she had also gone to bed very late last night. I knew perfectly well why, but her complexion
looked a little damp. Could it be from what happened during sex last night?

Mom sat down at the dining table and picked up her breakfast to eat. Seeing my
drowsy appearance, Mom asked, "Xiaoyu, what time did you go to bed last night? You look so listless."

"Around 11 o'clock, I don't know why I'm still so sleepy now," I made up a lie. If
my parents knew I had gone to bed late, they would become suspicious. My parents usually made love
around midnight. Although they weren't very loud last night, I
could .

"Is the pressure of studying too much? Are you keeping up with your studies?" Mom asked with some concern.
As knew that the pressure on high school students was several times greater than that on junior high students.

"It's okay, it'll probably just be like this today. I can still keep up with my studies," I replied, thinking to myself that their sex
life was putting too much pressure on me.

"That's good." Mom smiled and nodded, then yawned again.

Seeing Mom yawn again, I asked knowingly, "Mom, didn't you sleep well last night?
" Hearing my question, Mom and Dad exchanged a glance. Dad coughed, and Mom subconsciously lowered her head, seemingly
remembering what happened yesterday, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Maybe." After saying that,

she turned and glared at Dad. "Eat quickly, look at the time," Dad said, trying to change the subject. After hearing that, I stopped
talking and started eating quietly. As I ate, I unconsciously looked at Mom's outfit, seeing her
most alluring and sexy body wrapped in the most conservative clothes, and my lower body even started to stir slightly.

After breakfast, I went into my room to get my shoulder bag, threw
in my textbooks for today's classes, and then peeked out the door. While my parents weren't looking, I
quickly took the pornographic film Zhang Gang had given me yesterday from the drawer and stuffed it into my bag as well. Relieved, I went out to go to school with my mother.

When I came out, my mother was waiting for me at the door. Seeing me, she said, "Xiaoyu,
hurry ."

"Okay," I replied.

Dragging my tired body, I stepped into the classroom as the bell rang. After
taking out , I tossed my bag onto the desk and slumped onto it like a dead dog. Zhang Gang
, seeing my state, whispered in my ear, "Judging by your appearance, you must have watched that DVD. You probably couldn't sleep
all night."

"Get lost, I'm so sleepy," I replied weakly.

"Seriously? It's just a pornographic film, does it really make you like this?" Zhang Gang said, somewhat
puzzled .

"That damn movie of yours really screwed me over, I don't even know what time I went to sleep." I replied weakly.
Actually, I knew that the movie wasn't very effective, it was mainly my parents' sex act that was the main problem.

"Looks like you can't handle stimulation, huh?" Zhang Gang believed me and said with a bit of disdain.

"Finished watching, take it back." I reached into my bag and rummaged around for a while before tossing the DVD to Zhang Gang.

"Brother, you'll get used to this stuff after watching it a few times. Next time I'll show you some other AV actresses. Looks
like I'll have to introduce you to something even more stimulating in the future." Zhang Gang took the DVD and muttered to himself.

"Again? I can't concentrate on my studies because of this crap." I said angrily.

"You're smart, what are you afraid of? You're not a natural, I've seen you skip classes and still get good grades."

Zhang Gang was a bit speechless.

"I can't be bothered with you. If the teacher calls me in class, remember to wake me up. I'm going to lie down for a bit." After saying that, I
immediately lay down on my textbook to rest.

Zhang Gang raised an eyebrow, looked at me sleeping, shook his head, and muttered to himself, "The revolution is not yet successful, comrades
still need to work hard."

Tragically, I was called on by the teacher for three consecutive classes. Actually, many teachers didn't know
our names because we all had student ID numbers, so the teacher just randomly called on someone. Unfortunately,
I was called on every single time. This is what they call being shot even while lying down—or rather, being shot even while asleep. Every time Zhang Gang woke me
up , I glared at him with resentment, but Zhang Gang's eyes were innocent, as if saying, "You're unlucky,
what does it have to do with me?" So, I was forced to get up and answer questions every class. Luckily, I had a good foundation and could answer all the teacher's questions
, which made Zhang Gang look at me with surprise. Being smart makes a difference. Plus,
my seat was in the back, so the teacher didn't notice I was sleeping, assuming I had understood the lesson, and even smiled and nodded at me
.

By the fourth period, I thought to myself, "Once is enough, twice is too much, but three times is unlikely
." I flopped onto my desk again and fell fast asleep, propping up my textbook
to shield my head from the height of the student in front of me. Just then, the bell rang. I glanced
around at my classmates; their faces seemed excited and expectant, and the noise suddenly subsided. Something felt off
. What the hell was going on? As I was still pondering this, the sound of high heels clicking on the floor filled the air.
Suddenly it dawned on me that this class was taught by our beautiful homeroom teacher. No wonder it was like this. When she walked into the classroom
, all the boys were drawn to her, including Zhang Gang next to me. I listlessly
looked up and opened one eye to take a look. Just like yesterday, she was dressed in a sweet style, wearing a yellow
, fitted chiffon long dress that fell about 15 centimeters below her knees, with a rounded hem. She wasn't wearing stockings
, but a pair of 9-centimeter khaki high heels on her delicate, snow-white feet. Her hairstyle had changed today;
she wore a ponytail, which made her look playful and cute. It seems that beautiful women are born clothes hangers;
whatever temperament.

The beautiful teacher's outfit today was absolutely impeccable, but for someone who was about to die of exhaustion, sleeping
was the first instinct. Even if an extremely glamorous woman stood naked in front of you right now, you would be
indifferent because you no longer had the energy to look or think. Obviously, I was in that
situation , and the one thing I needed to do was sleep. After looking through one eye, I quickly lay down on the desk and started
my sleep. While I was sound asleep, someone patted me repeatedly. I couldn't take it
anymore and looked up, ready to teach Zhang Gang, who was sitting next to me, a lesson. But then I realized it
wasn't Zhang Gang, but our beautiful homeroom teacher, Lin Lin. At that moment, all the
students with smug eyes, hoping to see something they were expecting. Zhang
Gang, sitting next to me, waved his hand helplessly, thinking, "Brother, there's nothing I can do for you." Facing the gazes of the whole class, I felt
my face burning. What bad luck! Then I saw Lin Lin's slightly angry gaze. She seemed
surprised that someone would be sleeping in her first class on the second day of school.

"Liu Yu, were you sleeping comfortably?" Lin Lin asked coldly, her eyes showing considerable
displeasure .

I was speechless and lowered my head. Seeing my silence, Teacher Lin Lin continued, "You're sleeping so soundly, you must be very familiar with the textbook. Here, translate the first and second paragraphs
of the article 'Exhortation to Learning' in the textbook ." 　　Zhang Gang, who was sitting next to me, immediately widened his eyes. I saw his surprised expression out of the corner of my eye, and I guessed that the teacher wasn't going to teach this article today. I picked up the Chinese textbook on the table, opened the table of contents, and started looking for the page number of this article. Page 100. A few black lines appeared on my face. Sure enough, I guessed right. I turned to page 100 and saw that the article "Exhortation to Learning" was in classical Chinese. Thank goodness. When I was a child, my grandfather forced me to read the Four Books and Five Classics, so translating this kind of classical Chinese was not a problem. 　　The first two paragraphs of this article read: "A gentleman says: Learning should never cease. 　　Indigo is extracted from the indigo plant, yet it is bluer than the plant itself; ice is formed from water, yet it is colder than water. Wood that is straight as a plumb line can be bent into a wheel, its curve conforming to a compass. Even if it is dried and exposed to the sun, it will not straighten again, because it has been bent. Therefore, wood becomes straight when guided by a plumb line, metal becomes sharp when honed on a whetstone, and a gentleman, through extensive learning and daily self-examination, will gain clear understanding and avoid mistakes in his actions." After reading this, I thought about it in my mind, clarified the translation, and then blurted out: A gentleman says: Learning should never cease. 　　Indigo is extracted from the indigo plant, yet it is bluer than the plant itself; ice is formed from water, yet it is colder than water. Wood that is straight as a plumb line can be bent into a wheel, its curve conforming to a compass . Even if it is dried and exposed to the sun 　　, it will not straighten again, because it has been bent. Therefore, wood becomes straight when guided by a plumb line, metal becomes sharp when honed on a whetstone, and a gentleman, through extensive learning and daily self-examination, will gain clear understanding and avoid mistakes in his actions. Therefore, wood can be straightened by measuring with an ink line and then processed with tools; metal products such as swords can be sharpened on a whetstone; a virtuous wise and reasonable, and his actions will be without fault. 　　"After I finished translating, the whole class fell silent. They hadn't expected me to translate classical Chinese so fluently . Those who had been waiting for a good show were dumbfounded, seemingly not having reacted yet. Teacher Lin looked at me with surprise, and I could read from her eyes that my translation was correct. 　　Teacher Lin looked at me, her anger seeming to lessen considerably, and said, 'You translated well. Sit down , and stop sleeping.' Then she went back to the podium to continue the lesson." Zhang Gang, sitting next to me , gave me a thumbs-up under the table. I flipped through my notebook and gave him the middle finger, muttering, "Damn, what a bad day." 　　Being called on by Teacher Lin Lin to answer a question had completely killed my sleepiness, so I reluctantly picked up my textbook and started listening. During this time, Teacher Lin Lin's gaze kept drifting towards me, seemingly checking if I was asleep. Two consecutive periods were taught by Teacher Lin Lin, keeping me highly focused. Finally, I heard the bell ring for the end of class. Teacher Lin Lin called for the end of class, and I immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Free! The first thing I did when I got home was take a shower to wash away today's bad luck. 　　"Liu Yu, come to my office later," Teacher Lin Lin said and left. "Heavens! Even after school, she won't leave me alone." I packed my textbooks into my bag and sighed. Zhang Gang, sitting next to me, laughed and said, "Not bad, kid, your beautiful homeroom teacher summoned you the next day." 　　"Get lost," I said coldly. 　　"Make the most of this opportunity!" Zhang Gang said and ran off immediately. 　　I picked up my shoulder bag and went to the Chinese language department office. I saw several male teachers talking . It seemed the beautiful teacher was indeed quite charming. I walked up to Ms. Lin Lin's desk and called out , "Ms. Lin Lin, what's up?" The male teachers around her, seeing a student looking for this beautiful teacher, tactfully walked away, their expressions seemingly a little displeased. Ms. Lin Lin was sitting in her computer chair, her fair legs crossed. Looking at this beautiful teacher, I have to say, she was indeed a stunning beauty—young, beautiful, tall, elegant, and well-dressed. I unconsciously glanced at her chest; it looked quite full . I hadn't expected Ms. Lin Lin to have such a large chest. 　　Ms. Lin Lin noticed my gaze lingering on her chest for a long time and seemed a little embarrassed. She hadn't expected to be stared at like that by a boy a few years younger than her. She pretended to cough, and I, realizing what was happening, immediately looked directly at her. 　　Seeing that I had come to my senses, Ms. Lin Lin began to ask, "Liu Yu, your Chinese language skills are quite good. Have you read classical Chinese texts before ?"

"I read the Four Books and Five Classics when I was little," I said, scratching my head. "No wonder. But Liu Yu, you must
know that learning is endless. You can't just fall asleep because you understand the textbook.
Now that you have extra time and energy, you should read more good articles. This will help your Chinese more and help you get better
grades ."

Teacher Lin Lin advised. I didn't expect this beautiful teacher to be such a chatterbox.

"Um, teacher, I didn't sleep well last night, so I fell asleep today." I explained.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Teacher Lin Lin asked with some concern.

"I'm fine, teacher. This is the first time this has happened." I replied, thinking to myself when I
could finally slip away.

"That's good. Take care of yourself."

"I know, teacher." I nodded knowingly and then asked, "Teacher, can I go back now
?"

"Yes, but don't let me find you sleeping in class again." Teacher Lin Lin said.

"Okay, teacher, goodbye." I replied indifferently and walked out without looking back.
Finally I could leave.

"Looks like a promising student, her Chinese language skills are quite solid," Teacher Lin Lin
said to herself with a smile, though I didn't hear her.

After leaving the Chinese language office, I went to my mother's office, but she wasn't there.
I looked at her desk and saw that she only had three classes today, so she had probably already gone home. I
didn't linger at school and headed home. When I got home, my mother was cooking in the kitchen, but
my father wasn't home yet. When my mother saw me, she came out and said with a smile, "School's out. Wash your hands and
rest." Seeing my mother's strange expression, I wondered if it was because my father had been too rough last night.

I went into my room, threw my schoolbag on the table, and tried to get my underwear and
clothes a shower. After searching for a while, I realized my clothes were gone. I called out, "Mom,
where are my clothes?"

"There was a strange smell in your closet, so I took all your clothes to wash. You can wear your father's for now."

Indeed, today was no good day! I went into my parents' room, opened the wardrobe, and found the gift box my dad had given me
yesterday inside.
I opened the box and looked inside; there were several sexy nightgowns, but the semi-transparent black V-neck slit nightgown from last night was missing. I guessed it was probably washed. After closing the box
, I picked out one of my dad's clothes from the wardrobe. As I was taking it out, I heard something fall
. Something fell out of the wardrobe from somewhere. I picked it up and saw
that was…

Chapter 5.

I picked up the thing from the ground and saw it was a pill box with four big characters written on it: "Long-acting Viagra."
Viagra! Even someone as weird as me knows what that is. I opened the pill box and saw two strips of pills inside.
I took them out and saw that the Viagra pills were diamond-shaped and light blue in color. I took one strip and
saw that one pill had already been used. Could it be that my dad had taken one last night?

I thought about it carefully, and that should be it. The main function of Viagra is to restore a person's normal sexual
function , allowing you to achieve an erection naturally when you are sexually aroused. This is also the biggest benefit of Viagra: restoring natural erectile
function and enabling natural sex. Viagra also has a strong effect on delaying ejaculation. Many people have conducted
experiments and found that sex lasts longer after taking Viagra. I remember Mom saying last night that Dad's
sex used to last less than 10 minutes, but they lasted about 10 minutes. It seems Dad must have taken Viagra. However,
Viagra is a drug, and all drugs have side effects; I wonder what the side effects might be.

While I was standing there thinking, Mom's voice came again, "Xiaoyu, haven't you taken a shower yet?
Mom will finish cooking soon."

"Oh, I know." I quickly put the pills back in the box. Where did I put them?
If I put them in the wrong place, Dad would know someone had touched them. I started going through every piece of clothing in the closet,
carefully searching for the pills. Soon, I found another box of Viagra at the very back of the closet. It was
so well hidden! It seems I accidentally pulled it out while taking out clothes. I quickly put this box of Viagra
next to the other box, then rearranged the clothes in the closet, took Dad's clothes, and went to take a shower
.

I showered for a long time, my mind filled with the box of Viagra in my parents' closet. I couldn't believe my dad
now needed medication to have sex. After showering, I got dressed. Just then
, my mom brought out the food. She hadn't changed; she was still wearing the same women's suit and trousers she wore that morning.
Seeing said, "Perfect timing! The food's just ready. Come and eat."

I nodded and went to the table. After placing the last dish on the table, she sat opposite me, and
we started eating. As I ate, I kept staring at my mom's face. She had taken off
her old-fashioned black glasses, revealing a mature and alluring charm that captivated me. When she
noticed me looking at her, she asked, "Is there something on Mom's face?" She
touched .

"Nothing, Mom's beautiful! Of course I want to look more," I said with a smile.

"You're such a chatterbox, I've never seen you say that to your mother before." Mom smiled sweetly, and
I could tell she was actually quite pleased.

"Where's Dad? Isn't he coming home for lunch?" I casually changed the subject.

"Your dad's working overtime today, so he won't be home for lunch. It'll just be the two of us," Mom replied. "Oh."

"Eat quickly, and rest after you finish. You have classes this afternoon."

"Okay."

Lunch was quickly finished. I rested on the sofa for a while before going to bed for a nap. I had three classes in the afternoon,
two of which were Mom's classes. I couldn't do what I did in the morning; if Mom caught me sleeping, she'd
nag me to death. Besides, I hadn't slept well last night either. A few minutes later, I was fast asleep.

Ring...ring...ring... The alarm clock woke me up. Ah, I stretched and went back to sleep.
I felt much better after my afternoon nap. After turning off the alarm, I washed my face in the bathroom and went to the living room.
I found that my mother had already left. I tilted my head, wondering why she left so early. I looked at the alarm clock in the living room; it was only 2:15
PM. Class started at 2:40 PM, and I should be able to get to school by 2:30 PM. I really didn't understand
why my mother left so early.

I felt much more energetic in the afternoon classes than in the morning, and I wasn't sleepy at all. After the first class,
I rested for a while in the hallway. The next two classes were taught by my mother, so I had to be alert.
The break between classes was always too short. Soon, the bell rang, and I went back to the classroom. Suddenly, I noticed
some of the boys in my class looked listless. What was going on? They were fine just now.
As I sat back down, I overheard the boy in front of me muttering, "Ugh, it's that old-fashioned
girl's class again, two periods in a row. How am I going to get through this?"

I realized it was because of my mother. Looking at the boys around me, I understood;
they were probably in the same boat. When my mother entered the classroom, she noticed many of the boys looking listless.
Their previously serious faces were now covered in a layer of snow. Seeing my mother's expression sent
a chill down my spine. But then again, every teacher wants their students to be
energetic ; it makes teaching much more enjoyable. My mother walked to the podium and coldly announced, "Class begins." The class monitor called for
everyone to stand up, and the students slowly rose, uttering a soft "Good morning, teacher." My mother's
class began.

Just like yesterday, the boys went back to their old ways: some were playing on their phones, some were reading novels,
some were sleeping—they did whatever they were supposed to be doing. Mom called them over several times, but most of them
just ignored her. They didn't talk or make a fuss, so Mom couldn't do anything about it. After all, she
was just a subject teacher, not the homeroom teacher. After two classes, the frost on Mom's face grew
heavier and heavier. I guess Mom was about to explode inside, teaching such a group of students who didn't like to listen in class. As soon as
school was over, Mom coldly said "Class dismissed" just like yesterday and walked straight out. The boys in the class were immediately freed, packing
their bags and rushing home. Zhang Gang next to me was no exception. This guy had been looking at his phone the whole
time, completely absorbed. When Mom turned around to write on the blackboard, I glanced at him. Damn, this guy was watching porn in class!
He's so bold! I'm speechless about this best friend of mine. He actually has to pass the time by watching porn.

"I don't even know what to say to you. You dare to watch porn in class? You're so bold! And you don't even listen to the lessons,"

I said to Zhang Gang. "What can I do? It's your mom's old-fashioned way of dressing, plus her perpetually cold
face. It's a miracle she's not asleep. And I've seen her wear the same clothes since the first year of high school. Doesn't your mom ever buy
new clothes?" Zhang Gang said.

"That's none of your business. I can't be bothered with you. I'm leaving." I said and walked out of the classroom
. I was going to find my mom to go home with. When I got to her office, I found her
sitting at her desk, looking a little unhappy. I called out to her, and when she saw me, her face immediately lit up with
a smile. Obviously, she didn't want me to see her unhappiness. She packed up her textbooks and we went home together. On
the way home, she didn't say much. I knew she was still upset about the afternoon's classes, so I didn't bother her.

Back home, Mom transformed back into her role as a devoted wife and mother, heading into the kitchen to cook. I
went back to my room to do my homework. When I finished, I realized two hours had passed. Then
I heard noises coming from the kitchen. It turned out Dad had returned and was chatting with Mom. They
seemed quite happy. I quietly approached the kitchen to eavesdrop.

"Honey, how was it? I did pretty well last night, right?" Dad said with a mischievous grin behind Mom.

"You old rascal, coming home and saying these things to me!" Mom
playfully slapped Dad's chest with the spatula in her hand.

Standing outside the kitchen, I hadn't expected to overhear such a juicy topic. I pressed my ear against the wall to
hear more clearly. Then Dad continued, "Honey, there are a few more nightgowns in that box.
How about we..." Dad didn't finish his sentence, but Mom understood what he meant.

"You're so annoying! Our son's still home," Mom said shyly and coquettishly.

"What are you afraid of? Just keep your voice down. Didn't our son not notice last night? Don't worry, tonight I'll go to
his room and check if he's asleep, then we'll..." Dad chuckled, his hands unconsciously rubbing together.

"We'll talk about it tonight," Mom replied softly.

"It's settled then, my beautiful wife." Dad was overjoyed to hear Mom agree.

"Oh dear, hurry up and get out of here, don't disturb my cooking." Mom seemed
embarrassed and immediately shooed him away.

"Okay, okay, I'll go out now," Dad said with a smile.

After listening to my parents' conversation, I immediately ran back to my room, grabbed a pen, and pretended to do my homework.
I only put the pen down when Dad came out to the living room. Tonight, another carnal drama was about to unfold. Thinking of Mom's beautiful
body , my lower body began to stir wickedly. I wondered which sexy nightgown Mom would wear tonight.

Just as I was lost in thought, my mother's voice came, "Xiaoyu, dinner's ready." I had to stop thinking
about it . At the dinner table, my parents ate and chatted idly, mostly about trivial things, just
to kill time. They both looked very relaxed, not mentioning anything about what had happened in the kitchen earlier.
Luckily, I knew beforehand, or I would have missed another good show.

Time passed by unnoticed, and soon the alarm clock struck ten. My mother was
taking a shower, while I pretended to read in my room, but I was actually watching what was happening outside. Suddenly, I heard
a sound coming from my parents' room. I put down my book, went to my bedroom door, and peeked inside
. I saw my father open the wardrobe and reach inside. I knew he was looking for Viagra. Sure enough
, he took out the Viagra box from the wardrobe, and then suddenly glanced in my direction. I immediately
pulled my head back. I didn't expect my father to be so vigilant; even taking Viagra had to be done secretly. After a while, I...
Peeking out, I saw Dad had already come into the living room. He picked up a cup from the table, took a
Viagra , popped it into his mouth, drank the water in the cup in one gulp, and then went back to his room to put the Viagra away. The whole
process took less than two minutes.

I went back to my chair. I had looked it up online at 8 o'clock; Viagra is generally taken 30
minutes . Older patients, due to slower absorption, need to take it 1 hour in advance.
After taking Viagra, a certain amount of sexual stimulation is needed for it to work. No wonder Dad bought such a sexy nightgown
for Mom; perhaps only such stimulation can make it effective. At the same time, I also looked up information about
Viagra 's side effects: headaches, blurred vision, dizziness, low blood pressure, glaucoma, temporary hearing loss, and a whole host of others. I
wonder if Dad knew about Viagra's side effects before taking it.

The bathroom door opened, and Mom had finished showering, but she was still wearing the same pajamas she wore last night. It seemed I
wouldn't see Mom in sexy pajamas until Dad's medication took effect. I had no choice but to continue pretending to read.
When it was 10:30, I knew Dad's medication was about to take effect. I put down my book,
went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face, then went back to my room, closed the door, turned off the light, and lay down on the bed,
pretending to sleep.

I lay in bed waiting for more than 10 minutes, starting to get anxious. Why wasn't Dad coming? Just
then, I heard the sound of my bedroom door opening. I immediately half-closed my eyes, leaving a tiny crack. Because
the room was pitch black, Dad couldn't see if my eyes were closed from outside the door. But since my eyes
had adjusted to the darkness while I was in bed, I could see Dad's every move clearly. Dad stood
outside , called me, and when I didn't respond, he closed the door again. I knew the show was about to begin.

I jumped out of bed, tiptoed to the bedroom door, and quietly opened it. I noticed the bathroom light
was on again. Had Mom started changing her clothes? I peeked through a crack in the door and peered into
the bathroom .

A while later, the bathroom door opened. The moment I saw my mother walk out of the bathroom, my
lower body involuntarily hardened. Although I felt ashamed, I was indeed hard, even though that woman
was my mother. Today, my mother wasn't wearing the long nightgown she wore last night. Instead, she had changed into a black, semi-transparent
spaghetti strap nightgown with a circular neckline that was very low, reaching all the way to her chest. It was clear that the nightgown had a bra
underneath . Her full breasts made her chest appear full, and a deep cleavage was visible.
The skirt was very short; a young woman would only wear it to the upper thigh, but my mother's frame was larger than that of an average young woman, and
the skirt barely covered her round, pert buttocks. My mother's face was slightly flushed, as if she wasn't quite used to this
type of clothing. I watched as she slowly walked towards her room. From her back, I could see that the lace nightgown
had lace ties at the back. The tight hem of the nightgown made my mother walk with a slightly large gait, and her round, full, pert buttocks swayed back and forth
, making my heart flutter.

After Mom went into the room, I quietly went to my parents' door. Just like last time, the door wasn't closed
tightly, and a crack appeared. Instantly, a steamy and passionate scene unfolded before my eyes. I saw my parents embracing
each other , kissing passionately.

A moment later, Dad's restless hand slipped inside Mom's nightgown,
pulling to her thighs. Mom tilted her head back slightly, her eyes filled with a dazed look, her long hair cascading down like a waterfall.
After pulling out Mom's panties, Dad slipped his hand inside her nightgown. Through the semi-transparent nightgown, I could see that Dad's
index and middle fingers were already inside Mom's vagina, thrusting in and out. His other hand was wrapped around Mom's back
, holding her tightly, while his mouth was also busy kissing her. After a few minutes, Mom seemed to become
excited , and suddenly her hands grabbed Dad's head, kissing him even more passionately. Xia's hand
came out and then slipped inside her mother's slip dress. Since the dress wore a bra,
part of it was soon visible, and her father reached inside, kneading her mother's full breasts.
After a while, they both collapsed onto the bed, her mother lying on top of her father.

"Honey, be gentle, I can't catch my breath," her mother said coquettishly.

Her father didn't answer. Clearly, he was like a beast in heat. He
pulled down her slip dress, pulling it up to her waist, and then began licking and
sucking her 38F breasts. The semi-transparent black slip dress fell to her waist, her perfect
upper body exposed before me, a truly shocking sight for me standing outside the door. I don't know
when , but my penis was already exposed in the air. One hand even mimicked the masturbation
motion of the AV actor from last night, which felt great. The sensation of my arm rubbing against him, combined with the scene in the room, gave me wave after wave of pleasure. Then, Mom
even pulled down Dad's pajama pants, immediately exposing his already hard penis vertically to the air.

"Damn thing, it's so hard," Mom whispered, her face flushed.

Hearing such explicit words, Dad became even more excited. He lifted Mom's buttocks, placing the
head of his penis at the entrance of her vagina. Mom's thick labia were already spread apart. Dad,
slightly out of breath, said, "Wife, I'm putting it in."

"Mmm," Mom responded, shyly closing her eyes.

Hearing Mom's agreement, Dad pressed his hands on Mom's buttocks and pushed down. A "whoosh" sound rang out
as his entire penis entered Mom's body.

"Mmm..." Mom cried out.

Stimulated, Mom instinctively sat up, tilting her head back, supporting herself on the bed with her hands, arching her back
.

"Wife, this feels so good. Even after giving birth to Xiaoyu, your vagina is still so tight. My penis is being squeezed so tightly,
" Dad said to Mom as he slowly thrust his penis in and out.

"Husband... be gentle..." Mom said.

Dad, caught up in the moment, paid no attention to what Mom was saying. He held Mom's waist with both hands, pressing her
down , then thrusting upwards with all his might, all the way to the bottom. Each time Dad
did this, Mom trembled all over, her hands gripping the sheets tightly.

The light from my parents' room was clearly visible. Standing outside the door, I could see my mother's full breasts
heaving violently, her round, pert buttocks bouncing up and down under my father's hands. My mother's lower body was already
soaking wet . Every time my father pressed down on my mother's waist, her beautiful buttocks made
a "slap, slap" sound as they hit the ground. My mother's blush deepened, and she breathed heavily. Watching this, I unconsciously
quickened my masturbation. The movements were so stimulating that my father was also struggling. Watching
his voluptuous wife moving naked against him, feeling
the force of her buttocks hitting his legs, his penis thrusting in and out of her vagina.

"Husband... don't... be so... intense," my mother whispered. "What did you say, wife? I
can't hear you," my father lewdly chuckled as he continued thrusting.

"Mmm...husband...don't...so hard...insert..." Mom raised her voice a little.
I couldn't believe she was saying such lewd things. Was this the same serious mother I knew? I
was aroused by her words, and my hand rubbed my penis faster and faster. Inside, Dad, seeing Mom's lewd
words, was immediately satisfied and stopped. His penis was still inside Mom's vagina. "How is it,
wife , is it comfortable?" Dad chuckled, his hands beginning to make circular motions on Mom's breasts. "Ugh, why are you so rough?" Mom saw Dad stop and punched

his chest a few times with her small fists , taking the opportunity to rest. 　　"That's because you're so sexy, honey," Dad said with a laugh. "Sexy my foot! It's because you told me to wear this," Mom said shyly. "Honey, I'll continue," Dad said, and then his penis began to work again. "No... I haven't rested yet... um..." Mom's moans started again. After the previous thrusting, Mom seemed to have gotten used to it. Now she was completely immersed in sex. Watching her panting , her eyes revealing alluring lust, the blush on her face had spread to her neck. The place where they were joined was already soaking wet. Mom's pubic hair was covered with a lot of white fluid, and her vulva kept oozing water. 　　Watching Dad's thrusting speed getting faster and faster, the crazy pleasure made him feel like his lower body was about to explode. He immediately sat up, switching positions with his mother. He pinned her beneath him, spreading her legs into an M-shape. Her vagina was soaking wet, her dark red labia opening and closing rhythmically. He took a deep breath and thrust his not-so-large, hard penis into her again, this time faster, pumping violently from the moment he entered. 　　His mother was being vigorously fucked, her chest pressed tightly against her 38F breasts, which were flattened . He wrapped his hands around her breasts, gripping her shoulders tightly, while his mouth was busy licking her mouth, face, and neck, leaving her covered in saliva. His lower body was also moving wildly, thrusting rapidly and rhythmically, driving her to the brink of ecstasy. 　　Her vagina made a "sizzling" sound with each thrust. Her seductive moans turned into soft, panting gasps, and sweat beaded on her skin. Dad kept going like that, when suddenly Mom let out a soft "Mmm..." Dad felt the walls of Mom's vagina begin to grip his penis tightly, causing a tingling sensation in his glans and a shiver down his back. His body convulsed involuntarily, and finally, unable to hold back any longer , Dad used all his strength to thrust his penis in one last powerful stroke, inserting it tightly into Mom's vagina. With a "Ah!", his semen rushed into Mom's vagina. Meanwhile, outside the door, I rubbed my penis harder and harder until I felt a numbness in my waist. My huge, monstrous penis then shot out a large amount of milky white semen, which sprayed everywhere—on the floor, the walls, and the door . After ejaculating, I felt much lighter. At this moment, Dad, panting heavily, lay on top of Mom and said, "Wife, thank you, I feel so good." Mom slapped Dad's back a few times and said, " You rascal , would it kill you to be gentle? Why are you so rough? You're killing me, I can't even get up." Dad scratched his head and grinned foolishly. Seeing this, Mom slapped him a few more times. 　　"You rascal, get up already, you're crushing me!" Mom complained. 　　Dad reluctantly got off Mom and grabbed some tissues to wipe himself . After seeing that Mom and Dad had finished, I had a bad feeling. I was so focused on my own pleasure that I had left semen everywhere. If I didn't clean it up properly and they found out, I would be in big trouble. I grabbed some tissues from the living room and wiped up the semen It was too dark, so I could only see the semen on the walls and the doorway. I couldn't see the semen on the floor. At that moment, Mom seemed to have rested enough. She straightened her slip dress, which had fallen around her waist, got off the bed, picked up , and walked towards the bedroom door. I was shocked. Forgetting about wiping up the semen on the floor, I rushed back to my room, closed the door, and pretended to go to sleep. 　　The instant I closed the door, Mom opened it, her bare, sexy feet poised to go to the bathroom to wash off what was inside her. She'd only taken two steps when she realized her right foot had stepped on a sticky liquid. She quickly lifted her foot, finding it covered in the slimy substance. Looking down, she saw a clump of viscous liquid, broken into pieces. Mom bent down, touched the liquid, and then smelled it. A foul, fishy odor assaulted her nostrils . Having just finished having sex, how could Mom not know what this was? Could it be her son's? Had he seen what I was doing? Mom was startled. She slowly walked to my bedroom door. I, lying on the bed, unaware that Mom had discovered my semen on the floor, kept my eyes closed, trying to calm my nerves. When Mom opened my door, I tensed up again, terrified she would discover something. I didn't dare . Mom didn't come in; she stood outside the door, watching me, her eyes darting around, seemingly lost in thought. Then she slowly closed the door again.

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