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There are probably many people in this world like me who are attracted to women older than themselves, even women the same age as their mothers. Some might say that it's related to a lack of maternal love growing up, or an Oedipus complex. But I don't feel that way. I didn't lack maternal love growing up; my family environment was always good, my parents loved me very much, and I rarely felt any distance between them. However, unlike other children my age, I don't like younger girls. I don't know why I have that mentality; I just feel that younger girls are immature, immature, and only know how to act cute and charming, which I find boring.

I was exposed to the internet very early on, which, in common parlance, means I encountered so-called unhealthy things online, such as pornographic movies and novels. I developed a masturbation habit in my teens, and later my godmother told me I shouldn't masturbate so frequently. Of course, I haven't masturbated since I got together with my godmother; she dotes on us brothers like treasures. Some of us brothers do have an Oedipus complex, but only one of us admits it. At first, I treated my godmother like a lover much older than myself, like an older sister. Every mature woman has an overflowing maternal instinct, and my godmother often treated my godfather like a son, caring for and loving him.

She always took meticulous care of each of us, keeping the house impeccably organized, carefully tidying up our clothes, not to mention other aspects of life. In her words, she was busy but fulfilled, and happy. Aside from checking on her shop every day, my godmother didn't have much else to do. She hired someone to manage the shop, distributing profits based on performance—essentially a shareholding arrangement. She seemed to manage it quite easily, since the shop wasn't very big, and she didn't want to expand. As my godfather said, "Making a living is enough; the main thing is for my godmother to have something to do." My godfather works in construction and is often away from home, sometimes only returning every two or three months, staying for a week or two before leaving again. Every time he went out, he would remind us to take good care of my godmother. My godmother and godfather have a very good relationship. Every time they're together, they're incredibly affectionate; as they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Watching them make love is quite amusing; it seems like they can never get enough of each other's love.

My godmother is overflowing with maternal love; I don't know how to describe it. Being with her is incredibly comfortable. She's a very thoughtful and considerate person. My godfather says that anyone who's with her will find happiness.

My godmother and godfather are discussing buying another house as our secret home. They're worried that our secret might one day be discovered by family and friends, so they're choosing a place where they don't know many people. My godfather's main goal is to make my godmother feel at ease and happy with us. After all, our situation isn't socially acceptable. We currently live in a rented apartment, only returning home when they have guests, all to maintain secrecy.
Of course, making love with my godmother is the happiest and most wonderful thing. For lovers, making love together is definitely the most beautiful thing of all. My godmother likes us to take turns kissing her, penetrating her, and having the most intimate contact with her. Normally, she's a dignified and elegant woman, but when she makes love with us, she transforms into a wanton woman, unleashing her primal energy and embracing each of us with her love and sensual body. Every time we make love, it's tender and passionate. She knows everyone's habits and preferences perfectly, always catering to everyone's feelings, giving you an unparalleled experience. I can't understand how a woman can have sex with so many people at the same time; I don't know how she does it, she always seems to enjoy it.

Tonight, I'm writing this in fits and starts because I'm typing on my phone while watching my godmother and the other guys have sex. During one of these sessions, she even called me over to kiss her. After each of us brought her to orgasm on the bed, we lifted her onto the sex chair and continued having sex, her moans mingling as she whispered sweet nothings to each of us. For example: "Baby, let your godmother love you now," "Sweetheart, it's your turn to fuck your godmother's cunt," "Son, fuck your godmother so deep," "I love you," etc. My cock was rock hard too. I persevered and finished writing, and I was already used to watching everyone have sex with my godmother. Her alluring and dreamy expression was captivating. My godmother asked us to bring over the full-length mirror. She said she wanted to see everyone's cocks inside her cunt. She spread her legs wide on the sex chair, letting everyone penetrate her from behind. She was so lewd and alluring right now.

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