Chapter 117

The scene of my mother and Jingyan kissing Zhao Chenyu together is still imprinted in my mind. The video list has already pierced my eyes, and there are two more in it!

There are even two more videos!

What else did this beast do?

I took a deep breath and clicked on the second to last video.

The sun shines brightly, willow branches sway, and cicadas chirp incessantly in the trees; bamboo shadows dance, a stream murmurs, and fish leap from time to time in the water.

This is… I gaze at this familiar scenery—it’s Yuezhu Xiaoxuan!

How did I suddenly end up here?

But I didn’t have time to think about it, because the people in the middle of the shot were in several small tents set up by the river, with fishing rods sticking out of the tents, exactly five of them.

Zhao Chenyu, wearing a white T-shirt, sat in the center, which made his bronze skin appear even more muscular. To his left were Aunt Ouyang and Jingyan, and to his right were his mother and Xuanman; all four women were also holding fishing rods.

Four beautiful women, two mother-daughter pairs, were actually with Zhao Chenyu, a man? In this farmhouse courtyard that Aunt Ouyang herself invested in and built?

What are they? What is Zhao Chenyu? And what is this little courtyard?

The intense shock made my brain feel like it was about to burst, and a sharp pain shot through me.

Yet the willow branches in the picture continued to sway. Aunt Ouyang wore a provocative red halter-neck mini-dress, her breasts slightly bulging from the fabric, her cleavage appearing and disappearing, as she crossed her legs. Her black-stockinged legs lazily swung her slippers, the sandals teetering on the verge of falling off. She stared casually at the fishing rod, a faint smile playing on her lips.

Jingyan was wearing a light green dress and sitting on a small bamboo stool.

Her legs, tightly bound together in yoga pants, were huddled close together, her arms wrapped around her knees, clearly indicating her unease.

Xuanman wore a light blue T-shirt over tight hot pants that were almost like underwear. She casually spread her long, fair legs and swung her fishing rod around, completely oblivious to the ripples on the water.

The mother, dressed in a sky-blue dress, sat elegantly on a folding chair. The hem of her dress was held tightly between her white-stockinged legs to prevent it from touching the ground. She sat ramrod straight, maintaining a dignified posture, but occasionally glanced at her daughter with concern, saying helplessly, “Xuanman, you’re fishing! You’re scaring the fish away!” “Oh, Mom, you don’t know, these mosquitoes keep flying around me,” Xuanman pouted, deliberately spreading her legs even wider.

“But you were bare-legged,” Xuanman pouted as her mother scolded her. “Hmph~ Mom, you really want to catch a fish, huh?” Xuanman suddenly said meaningfully, glancing in Zhao Chenyu’s direction.

“I…” Mom was momentarily speechless, her cheeks flushing slightly. Aunt Ouyang, watching this scene from the other side, chuckled, “Oh dear, why won’t this fish take the bait?” She deliberately drew out the word “take the bait,” her gaze shifting suggestively between Mom and Zhao Chenyu.

Upon hearing this, Jingyan pouted in dissatisfaction, her toes curling nervously inside her slippers as she muttered, “What a lousy game! That bastard Zhao Chenyu.” After cursing, Jingyan’s slightly sweaty face turned a little red, though she didn’t know why.

A game? What game? Aren’t we fishing?

The screen suddenly flashed, switching to Zhao Chenyu’s first-person perspective. He stared at his thighs, took out his phone from his pocket, and turned it on.

The phone screen is locked on a pink-themed app with four boxes displaying the characters “岚”, “妍”, “曼”, and “宜”.

Zhao Chenyu pressed the box labeled “Yan,” and the screen instantly switched to an interface resembling a gear selector, with the three options “Weak,” “Medium,” and “Strong” clearly visible.

I understood what it was instantly.

Isn’t this the remote control software for a vibrator? Could it be that—Zhao Chenyu lightly swiped his finger across the phone screen and directly adjusted the setting for Jingyan to “strong.”

“Ah—” Jingyan let out a suppressed gasp, her whole body involuntarily leaning forward. She hugged her legs tightly, her toes wriggling nervously as they escaped from her slippers. When her eyes glanced at Zhao Chenyu, they held a mixture of deep blue resentment and pink desire, but lacked any fiery resistance.

This sweet cry drew the attention of the other three.

Ouyang Lan lazily tossed her long, wavy hair, and only then did I notice that a red leather choker was wrapped around her snow-white neck, with a metal chain hanging down from it, disappearing directly into her deep cleavage.

Isn’t this the one Aunt Ouyang wore after she agreed to be Zhao Chenyu’s “bitch”? She just wore it so openly in the wild.

Although no one will bother us here, this is still too… dissolute.

Aunt Ouyang merely glanced at the trembling Jingyan before casually looking away. Perhaps affected by her, Jingyan tightened her already crossed legs even more.

Seeing this, Xuanman suddenly closed her legs, leaving only her calves sticking out. She held the fishing rod in one hand and smoothed her high ponytail with the other, then secretly slipped her fingers between her legs. Only then did I notice that she was also wearing a blue leather choker around her neck, with a silver chain dangling from it and disappearing into her collar.

What is this? Proof of the mother dog’s identity?

“Xuanman!” The mother hurriedly scolded her daughter for her indecent behavior, but her own cheeks couldn’t help but flush. She tightly pressed her white-stockinged legs together, the hem of her blue skirt pressed forcefully between her thighs.

“Hmm~ Hmm~ Zhao Chenyu, you… why did you start like this right away…” Jingyan curled up into a ball, “stubbornly” resisting something, the fishing rod trembling in her hand, creating ripples on the water’s surface.

To my surprise, none of the other three women offered to help her.

Why is that? Because of a game? What game, exactly?

Just then, Zhao Chenyu looked down at his phone again, his finger hovering over the red frame of “岚” for a moment, but finally slid to the character “宜” for his mother, and adjusted the setting to “中”.

“Ah—crash!” Mom cried out in surprise, and the fishing rod fell to the ground with a thud. She squeezed her legs together tightly, pressed her hands firmly against her crotch, and her calves trembled uncontrollably, sticking out like Xuanman’s. Even so, she stubbornly kept her legs closed, even pressing the hem of her drooping blue skirt harder against her sensitive areas.

“Uh…uh…” Mom’s voice trembled, her once upright back arched in pain, and her dark hair fell down, concealing her shameful expression.

Does Mom have a vibrating egg inserted inside her? How did Mom get her permission?

The fishing rod was lying right next to her mother’s feet, but she would rather stretch out her arm to reach it than get up. Why was that?

Countless questions and pains swirled in my mind, turning into a jumbled mess.

Aunt Ouyang stared at her mother’s embarrassed state and gently bit her lower lip. She put down her crossed legs, straightened up with her black-stockinged legs together, as if waiting for something.

Did she think Zhao Chenyu was going to turn on the vibrator inside her body too?

No, why would I think Aunt Ouyang also has a vibrating egg inside her?

I gave a self-deprecating laugh. After watching so many videos, my thinking had been subtly distorted. Had I come to take these things for granted?

In my mind, Aunt Ouyang, who used to dote on me, has become Zhao Chenyu’s sex slave.

No… it shouldn’t be like this.

But Aunt Ouyang’s tense body did not receive the expected strong tremor. Instead, Xuanman made a sound—”Ah! A fish is on the line!” Xuanman suddenly exerted force with her wrist and flicked it upwards. The fishing line tightened instantly, and a small, silvery fish was pulled out of the water.

“Oh! A small crucian carp!” Xuanman pinched the fish’s body, removed the hook, and casually threw the small fish back into the river.

This little incident seemed to relax my mother’s tense nerves for a moment, and she let out a barely perceptible sigh. However, Jingyan and Aunt Ouyang had expressions on their faces that I found difficult to understand.

Xuanman threw down her fishing rod, turned to her mother, reached out to pull her hand, and said triumphantly, “Mom, we won!” What did she win?

The mother’s voice was low and hoarse, trembling with suppressed emotion: “Then it can be removed—oh dear!” Before she could finish speaking, she was suddenly overcome with another violent shiver, and her legs instinctively clamped together tightly.

At the same time, Zhao Chenyu’s finger just lifted off the phone screen.

“Xuan…Xuanman~ help me…uh!” The mother sobbed, but another strong spasm interrupted her words.

What kind of help?

Just as Xuanman was about to bend down, Zhao Chenyu called out, “Xuanman~ come over here first.” Xuanman turned around and looked at Zhao Chenyu, then glanced at her mother who was almost slumped in the folding chair, a sly and mischievous smile appearing on her lips.

She skipped and hopped into Zhao Chenyu’s tent, then knelt down on the ground with a thud, spreading Zhao Chenyu’s legs apart.

“Bad master~” Xuanman threw herself into Zhao Chenyu’s arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, and gave him a deep, wet kiss. The “bad master” she uttered was so charming and seductive that it made me momentarily dizzy, almost making me think it was Aunt Ouyang.

With a clear “pop” sound, Xuanman’s eyes, which she had just raised, were already misty with desire.

Her breathing quickened, and she eagerly pulled down Zhao Chenyu’s beach shorts, releasing his thick, erect penis. Without any foreplay, she opened her red lips and impatiently swallowed the entire purplish-red glans into her mouth.

“Mmm~” Xuanman let out a satisfied whimper. Her swallowing and spitting movements were so practiced that they startled me. Her eager and thirsty manner sent a chill down my spine.

Zhao Chenyu gripped Xuanman’s high ponytail tightly with one hand, forcing her to tilt her head back, while his other hand still held his phone. The screen prominently displayed the “Yi” control interface, with the gear selection stuck on the glaring “Strong” character.

He exited the current interface, and the screen returned to four boxes representing different women—two rows and two columns. He turned the phone screen towards Xuanman, his voice mocking: “Wife~ tell me, what’s the next move?” That “wife” made my stomach churn.

But Xuanman seemed to be ignited by this address, and her emotions were even stronger.

She spat out the saliva-covered glans and gasped, “I can’t neglect Aunt Ouyang!” With that, she pressed her finger, painted with blue nail polish, onto the blue frame of the character “岚” representing Aunt Ouyang, dragged it, and slammed it into the red frame of the character “曼” representing herself.

“Bang!” The moment the two frames collided, the phone screen exploded with a dazzling pink heart effect, like a lewd firework.

“Hmm!” Xuanman let out a suppressed groan, her cheeks quickly flushing red.

“Ah~~” Aunt Ouyang, who was not far away, let out a surprised… delighted?

I stared intently at Aunt Ouyang’s subtly upturned lips on the screen, clearly the satisfaction of finally getting what she had been longing for.

“Bang! Bang bang bang bang!” A series of low, sticky collision sounds came from the phone’s speaker. The red frame of “Man” and the blue frame of “Lan” kept colliding violently, and pink hearts on the screen sprayed wildly, just like the scene of genitals intercourse with fluids gushing out.

“Mmm~ Hmm~ Hmm~ Hmm!” Xuanman was diligently swallowing and spitting out Zhao Chenyu’s penis. Her firm, upturned buttocks, which were covered in a little dust, swayed and twisted to the rhythm, seemingly seducing the fish in the river, but in reality, she was seducing the male beast in front of her.

“Ah~ Hmm! Uh-huh~” On the other side, Aunt Ouyang’s originally languid, slightly hunched back straightened involuntarily under the increasingly intense vibrations of the vibrating egg inside her. She tilted her head back slightly, her eyes lightly closed, and an expression of enjoyment, as if she were taking a bath, appeared on her face, as if every cell in her body was trembling.

Jingyan, suppressing the increasingly intense turmoil within her, turned to look at her mother, who was moaning incessantly beside her. Her expression was a mixture of forbearance and pain, but this pain vanished in an instant—because on Zhao Chenyu’s phone, Xuanman’s finger was dragging the green frame representing Jingyan’s name, “Yan,” and slamming it hard into the blue frame representing her mother’s name, “Yi.”

“Ah~” “Hmm!” Mom and Jingyan stiffened almost simultaneously, letting out short gasps. I was surprised. Wasn’t setting “strong” the limit of the vibrator’s vibration?

Xuanman’s wicked smile deepened. She placed the phone upright on Zhao Chenyu’s firm abdomen, the charging port perfectly supported by the base of his penis. She rested her arms on Zhao Chenyu’s thighs, her mouth continuing to service his penis, while her hands held the phone, her fingertips dragging haphazardly between the four colored frames, causing them to collide chaotically.

“Bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang!” The dense collision sounds, accompanied by a screen full of exploding pink hearts, pushed the atmosphere to a climax.

“Ah!” “Ugh!” “Mmm~” “Ugh~ It’s so itchy~” Aunt Ouyang could no longer maintain her posture, collapsing onto the chair, her black-stockinged legs trembling slightly. Mom bit her lower lip, her fingers gripping the hem of her skirt tightly. Jingyan curled up in a ball, her cheeks buried between her knees, only a slight shiver betraying her state.

The culprit, Xuanman, writhed her hips even more wildly, and moans of varying tones, all equally filled with lust, echoed around the tent. These sounds intertwined, drowning out the summer cicadas’ chirping, and even the babbling river seemed to be tainted by this lewd sonic wave. This once pristine and natural wilderness had instantly become a debauched paradise of rampant desire.

Xuanman slowly released the wet, engorged penis, a glistening strand of saliva trailing from her lips. Zhao Chenyu’s glans was covered in glistening saliva, gleaming lasciviously in the sunlight. Xuanman licked her lips, swirling the overflowing saliva into her mouth, and gazed at Zhao Chenyu with seductive eyes: “The game should end now, you naughty master~ Let’s go back to the room and continue.” With that, she proactively pulled the chain from her collar, handing the end to Zhao Chenyu. Zhao Chenyu gripped the chain and stood up, and Xuanman obediently followed, trailing behind him like a pet on a leash.

Upon seeing this, Aunt Ouyang stood up impatiently, her alluring body trembling slightly as she leaned closer. The red choker around her neck was particularly eye-catching, and the dangling chain swayed gently with her steps.

“You little rascal~ you really know how to play,” she leaned close to Zhao Chenyu’s other side, handing him the chain between her breasts as well. “It’s just that this game is so lame.” “Whichever side gets the fish first can take out the vibrating egg. It really is a lame game.” Zhao Chenyu held one chain in each hand, tugged at the chain with a wicked smile, causing both women to let out soft moans at the same time.

“And you’re completely untrustworthy!” Jingyan, her legs trembling, glared at Zhao Chenyu from behind her mother, her eyes filled with grievance.

“Alright~ Let’s go~” Aunt Ouyang pushed Zhao Chenyu’s arm, urging him on, while the iron chains rattled incessantly.

Zhao Chenyu walked towards the villa like he was leading two female dogs in heat, pulling on their chains. Aunt Ouyang’s peach-shaped buttocks swayed from side to side, while Xuanman’s sandals made a cheerful rhythm.

I was utterly shocked by this absurd scene. Aunt Ouyang willingly became a pet in front of her daughter and sisters? Xuanman willingly became a sex slave in front of her mother and sisters?

Jingyan stared at the three people marching in a distorted formation ahead, her face filled with helpless bitterness. Her legs trembling, she walked to her mother’s side and carefully helped her up, her mother’s legs still tightly clenched together.

What’s puzzling is that Jingyan could have easily removed the vibrator from her body, but she chose to endure the embarrassment—perhaps in her view, removing that little thing in public would be even more shameful.

Even as she was helped to her feet, the mother still clung tightly to her crotch with the hem of her skirt, the blue fabric stretched taut like a ridiculous diaper. Her steps were unsteady and stiff, her white-stockinged legs trembling slightly, yet she stubbornly maintained the last shred of dignity. Sweat soaked the strands of hair on her forehead, clinging to her flushed cheeks, adding a touch of disheveled beauty.

And so, in the afternoon sunlight, a man led two beautiful women wearing collars, followed by two unsteady ladies, creating an absurd and lewd scene before disappearing from the frame.

The cicadas still chirped, and the river still flowed gently, but they could no longer conceal the air thick with desire and a sense of submission.

The scene shifts to the interior of the house, and the camera remains still in the living room.

This space, where our two families have spent countless warm moments together, is very spacious. There isn’t even a coffee table; there’s only a thick cooling mat on the smooth floor and a huge L-shaped leather sofa.

But what I saw on the sofa at that moment was a sight that made my blood freeze.

Aunt Ouyang, Jingyan, Xuanman, and their mother were kneeling side by side on the sofa, their hands gripping the leather backrest tightly, all sticking their snow-white buttocks out towards Zhao Chenyu behind them.

Four pairs of beautifully shaped buttocks, each uniquely shaped, are raised high, like a carnal feast awaiting inspection.

Aunt Ouyang’s black-stockinged feet twitched slightly, her toes rubbing nervously against the sofa fabric; Mom’s white-stockinged toes were tense, revealing her inner tension; Jingyan’s bare feet hung limply, her insteps slightly arched; Xuanman’s long, beautiful legs swayed gently with a soft hum, as if she were enjoying this shameful position.

On either side were my mother and Aunt Ouyang, and in the middle were Jingyan and Xuanman. The position of this mother and daughter intersecting was particularly jarring. But what truly made me tremble was the sight of their lower bodies.

The lower garments of the four beauties had all disappeared in various ways: Aunt Ouyang’s red bodycon skirt was completely lifted up to her waist, exposing her entire buttocks; Jingyan’s green long skirt and her mother’s blue dress were also lifted up to her waist; as for Xuanman, her hot pants, which were so short they were like underwear, did not need to be lifted up at all; simply parting the crotch fabric would completely expose her private parts—and Xuanman was doing just that.

What shocked me even more was that there were no traces of underwear on their lower bodies.

Aunt Ouyang’s black stockings were actually open-crotch suspender style, the black suspenders digging deeply into her plump buttocks, forming two alluring indentations. The red anal plug was particularly eye-catching between her buttocks, and when Zhao Chenyu’s hand touched her buttocks, she even deliberately stuck out her pert buttocks, making the suspenders dig even deeper and highlighting the fleshy texture even more.

Jingyan’s yoga pants had a haphazardly cut slit in the crotch, like a hastily altered pair of open-crotch pants, perfectly covering her buttocks while deliberately exposing her most private parts. As Zhao Chenyu’s fingers slid over the green anal plug between her buttocks, she obediently twisted her waist and let out a soft moan.

Xuanman pulled down her shorts with one hand, fully revealing her pink lips and blue anal plug. Zhao Chenyu patted her buttocks lightly, and she immediately stuck her buttocks out and rubbed them against his hand, like a kitten seeking pampering.

It must be admitted that both Aunt Ouyang and Xuanman are openly flirtatious, but Aunt Ouyang’s flirtatiousness is charming and mature, while Xuanman’s flirtatiousness is playful and mischievous. It is hard to imagine that the personalities of the mother and Xuanman are so different.

When Zhao Chenyu’s large hand finally landed on my mother’s plump buttocks, the most shocking truth was revealed—my mother’s white stockings were actually open-crotch suspender style! The crotch was completely open, revealing her full vulva.

Fortunately, there was no anal plug on my mother’s anus, but this “fortunate” was so tragic.

So Mom was completely naked outdoors! No wonder she was holding her skirt so tightly; it was to cover up this shameful outfit. But how could the usually dignified Mom agree to go out wearing such lewd open-crotch stockings? Even—Zhao Chenyu’s fingers probed inside Mom’s stretched-open vulva, then slowly pulled a long, transparent dildo out of her honeypot.

It wasn’t an ordinary small vibrator, but a dildo that perfectly mimicked his penis, with even the electronic components inside visible. The dildo was covered in glistening, shimmering vaginal fluid.

“Mmm~” The moment the dildo left her body, Mom tilted her head back and let out a satisfied groan, her cheeks flushing red.

Not only his mother, but Aunt Ouyang, Jingyan, and Xuanman all had the same dildo inserted into their vaginas. Zhao Chenyu pulled them out one by one and threw them on the sofa, the four dildos leaving winding watermarks on the brown leather.

“Ah~” “Hmm~” “Ugh~” Four penises were thrown onto the sofa by Zhao Chenyu, and the semen left messy marks on the brown leather.

The four honey holes were all glistening, filled with lustful fluids, and slightly contracted, as if they were not used to this emptiness.

Four delicate bodies swayed gently, as if adjusting to the sudden emptiness, or perhaps anticipating something.

Four pairs of eyes stared at the naked lower body of the man behind them. The allure, depravity, affection, and shyness in their eyes had all turned into a burning desire due to the torment they had just experienced and the sudden emptiness.

Aunt Ouyang couldn’t resist any longer, thrusting her hips back and letting out an alluring moan: “You little rascal… don’t keep us waiting…” Xuanman immediately chimed in: “That’s right, Master~ give us the real thing~” Jingyan bit her lip to suppress her moan, but her slightly trembling hips betrayed her desire.

The mother turned her face away in shame, but her slightly protruding, plump buttocks honestly expressed her needs.

Zhao Chenyu admired the four bodies waiting to be irrigated, a victorious smile spreading across his lips. However, he did not take the initiative to approach them. Instead, he lay comfortably on the cool mat on the floor, saying nothing, his whole body relaxed in a starfish position. Only his thick, hard penis remained erect, like a victorious flag, waiting for the worship of his subjects.

The four women looked at each other, their breathing quickening in unison. The air was thick with the sweet scent of desire and a dizzying richness.

But they did not take any action immediately.

Aunt Ouyang was the first to waddle over, leaving a bright red lip print on his cheek.

“You little rascal, you’re such a pain!” she said coquettishly, then nimbly turned around, brought her face close to the erect penis, tilted her head, and gently kissed the shaft with her lips.

Zhao Chenyu’s hand naturally rested on Aunt Ouyang’s pert buttocks, lingering on her firm and shapely flesh.

Upon seeing this, Xuanman immediately followed suit, kneeling and prostrating herself on the other side of Zhao Chenyu.

She exchanged a smile with Aunt Ouyang, then joined in the service. Their two fragrant tongues licked the penis up and down, from the base of the dense pubic hair to the bulging veins on the shaft, and then to the sensitive coronal sulcus. Their saliva quickly soaked the entire shaft, giving it a lascivious sheen.

“Hehe~ Hehe~” Aunt Ouyang’s tongue skillfully traced the vein patterns, sometimes smearing it over a large area with the surface of her tongue, as meticulously as a mother cat grooming her kittens. Xuanman, on the other hand, preferred to use the tip of her tongue to stimulate the protruding veins, occasionally giving them a mischievous light bite, causing Zhao Chenyu to tremble slightly.

The mother and Jingyan exchanged a glance, then slowly stepped off the sofa and knelt on either side of Zhao Chenyu’s legs. The mother took a deep breath, elegantly tucking her loose hair behind her ears. She leaned down and gently took the glans into her mouth, her lips perfectly positioned at the coronal sulcus.

“Mmm~” Mom closed her eyes, her cheeks twitching slightly.

A moist, warm mouth gently enveloped him, a sweet tongue skillfully teasing the glans and playing with the sensitive frenulum. The posture didn’t resemble oral sex; rather, it was like soothing a restless child, full of strange maternal tenderness.

Aunt Ouyang and Xuanman’s tongues would occasionally lick upwards, intentionally or unintentionally teasing Mom’s lips. Each time this happened, Mom would suddenly tighten her lips, causing Zhao Chenyu to let out a hoarse growl. It was as if the four of them were communicating silently through this penis.

At the same time, Jingyan buried her face deeply between Zhao Chenyu’s legs.

She tilted her head, cupping one testicle with her red lips and sucking on it gently like candy, completely unconcerned about the sparse pubic hair brushing against her cheek. Her head occasionally brushed against her mother’s drooping breasts, her nose touching the other testicle. The intense masculine scent filled her nostrils, making her eyes glaze over and her nostrils flare incessantly; she was clearly aroused.

Soft “pop” sounds escaped from her lips, mingling with the panting and licking sounds of the other three, composing a lewd melody.

“Hiss~ Holy crap! Holy crap! So good! It’s so good!” Zhao Chenyu’s chest heaved violently, his abdominal muscles twitched incessantly, his thick legs tensed involuntarily, and his toes curled up forcefully.

The different sensations from the four tongues drove him to the brink of madness, and the visual impact of being served by four mature and sexy bodies made him so excited that he became incoherent.

I stared at the screen as the red lips of four beautiful women simultaneously served the thick, fleshy rod in front of me. Their delicate bodies and faces were pressed together, their breaths mingled, their flesh touched, and their desires surged. The screen of my phone looked very crowded, and the soft, fleshy sensations almost burst out from the screen’s edges.

What’s more, these four beautiful women—my mother, my sister, my mother-in-law, and my fiancée—are now serving the same man who is not me. Their initial shame is gradually driven away by the heat of his penis, and the lust in their eyes grows stronger.

Aunt Ouyang suddenly stood up, her eyes filled with seductive allure as she breathed heavily, “I want it~” This coquettish voice was like a signal, and the other three women immediately understood and stood up, kneeling on either side of the cooling mat to make room for her.

Aunt Ouyang gracefully spread her long, black-stockinged legs and slowly squatted down between Zhao Chenyu’s legs. Her slender fingers guided his hard, saliva-covered penis, aimed it at her wet, moist vulva, and gently sat down.

“Ah—” With a satisfied moan, her honey pot swallowed Zhao Chenyu’s penis.

At the same time, Zhao Chenyu gestured to his mother, “Wanyi, sit on my face.” His mother hesitated for a moment, blushing, but finally spread her white-stockinged legs and slowly placed her plump buttocks on Zhao Chenyu’s face. Zhao Chenyu cupped his mother’s soft buttocks in his hands and licked her vulva with his tongue.

“Mmm~” Mom exclaimed sweetly, just like Aunt Ouyang.

Aunt Ouyang began to sway her hips back and forth, her beautiful legs in black stockings tensing and straining. She stretched out her hands and intertwined her fingers tightly with her mother’s—a perfect blend of alluring charm and elegant grace, two different styles of mature women.

“Smack!” Aunt Ouyang’s peach-shaped buttocks slammed onto Zhao Chenyu’s thigh, and his penis completed a deep thrust into Aunt Ouyang’s honey hole.

“Ah~” The blow made her delicate body tremble violently, and her upper body involuntarily leaned forward.

At the same time, Zhao Chenyu’s mouth was also licking his mother’s clitoris.

“Ah~” Mom’s body trembled, her large breasts swayed, and she leaned forward.

And so, Mom and Aunt Ouyang, chest to chest and hand in hand, embraced each other tightly.

“Sister Wanyi~” Aunt Ouyang hugged her mother’s neck emotionally and kissed her lips without saying a word.

“Mmm!” Mom was startled by the sudden kiss and opened her eyes wide, but quickly closed them again in ecstasy, welcoming the invasion of her “two mouths” by the two mouths on her body.

“Slap slap slap!” Aunt Ouyang’s pert buttocks began to rise and fall rapidly as the penis thrust in and out of her wet, slippery vagina.

Her upper body swayed with the movement, her perky C-cup breasts rubbing against her mother’s F-cup breasts, stimulating their desire.

“Ah ah~ um~” Mom’s face was flushed with intoxication. The simultaneous attack from above and below, along with her breasts, made her lose her senses. Her eyes were filled with lustful desire. She unconsciously hugged Aunt Ouyang tightly and let out a charming panting.

And what about Jingyan and Xuanman?

Two young girls lay embracing. Xuanman’s arm had already slipped between Jingyan’s legs, her fingers circling around Jingyan’s vulva. Jingyan’s delicate body convulsed in rhythm with Xuanman’s fingers.

“Ah~ Xuanman~ Where did you learn all this from, uh uh!” Jingyan hugged the back of Xuanman’s head because Xuanman was sucking on Jingyan’s nipple.

“Hehe~” Xuanman spat out Jingyan’s pink nipple and laughed at her, “I often play this game with my roommate.” Roommate? Is that the roommate/best friend Xuanman was talking about?

“Hmm~ You…you’re so naughty~” Jingyan blushed and pouted, but she couldn’t forcefully refuse this lively “little sister”.

“Sister Yan~ you can touch mine too~” She pulled Jingyan’s hand and guided it towards her own wet vulva. At the same time, her fingers also probed into Jingyan’s honey hole.

“Ah—” Jingyan trembled all over.

“Sister~ You’re so beautiful~” Xuanman exclaimed sincerely. The two blushing young girls intertwined their arms, caressing each other’s private parts, their lips meeting once more.

Lewd sounds echoed throughout the living room.

“Ahhh~ Master~ Master~ So comfortable~” Aunt Ouyang hugged her mother and moaned and whispered in her ear.

“Mmm~ Uh~ It itches~ Don’t bite~” Mom also hugged Aunt Ouyang, and the three of them formed a lewd human triangle.

Zhao Chenyu braced his feet on the cooling mat, arching his lower body upwards as his penis thrust violently inside Aunt Ouyang. His pubic hair was already soaked with Aunt Ouyang’s vaginal fluids, and with each lift of Aunt Ouyang’s peach-shaped buttocks, the strands of vaginal fluid and pubic hair would stand up, looking like a pillar weathered to the point of breaking.

“Slap! Slap!” His big hands slapped his mother’s soft, plump buttocks, his tongue licked his mother’s vulva, and he even gently bit his mother’s clitoris with his teeth.

Mother and Aunt Ouyang trembled as they embraced. Aunt Ouyang’s trembling was a strong tremor, while Mother’s trembling was a slight shaking. However, because Mother’s figure was fuller, her reserved reaction appeared more lewd than Aunt Ouyang’s unrestrained behavior.

“Ugh! No! No! This…it’s too deep…I’m going to be killed! Ahh!” Aunt Ouyang hugged her mother tightly, her body covered in fragrant sweat, her face flushed, her mouth biting her mother’s earlobe, moaning as if begging for mercy. The lewd moans almost made her mother’s mind go blank.

“Slap slap slap!” Zhao Chenyu seemed to hear Aunt Ouyang’s lewd words, and he thrust in hard a few more times until Aunt Ouyang’s body finally couldn’t take it anymore.

“Ugh…no…ah!” She clung tightly to her mother’s neck, her peach-shaped buttocks slamming heavily onto Zhao Chenyu’s thighs, unable to lift herself any further. Her whole body convulsed, her waist twitched, and a gush of lustful fluid spurted from her honeypot, making Zhao Chenyu’s already wet crotch feel as if he had taken a bath; clearly, she had reached orgasm.

Aunt Ouyang’s eyes were glazed over, and her soft body rolled over to the side. Her black-stockinged legs trembled slightly unconsciously, clearly still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm.

Xuanman stared at Zhao Chenyu’s hard, wet penis, then turned to Jingyan and winked playfully, “Sister, should you go first or should I?” Seeing Jingyan bite her lip and not answer, Xuanman chuckled and impatiently straddled him. Holding his penis, her slender waist slowly sank down until it disappeared into her honey pot.

“Hmm! This acupoint is Xuanman!” Zhao Chenyu muttered, his mouth noticeably moist.

“Mmm! Husband! Mom~” Xuanman sat down straight with her pert bottom, then opened her arms and hugged her mother who was close to her.

“Baby~ come here~” Aunt Ouyang lazily beckoned to Jingyan. As Jingyan obediently approached, Aunt Ouyang suddenly reached out and pulled her into her arms.

“Hold Mommy~” “So comfortable~ So comfortable~” Aunt Ouyang’s breathing became sweeter and sweeter as she stroked Jingyan’s hair with her fingers.

“Slap slap slap!” At this moment, Xuanman had begun to ride intensely. Unlike Aunt Ouyang’s elegant twisting, she moved wildly up and down, with more force and speed than Aunt Ouyang, while bending down to suck on her mother’s pink nipples.

“Uh… Xuanman~” Mom begged for mercy shyly. Having just experienced Aunt Ouyang’s whispered teasing, her face was already flushed. Now, with her daughter attacking her sensitive spots so fiercely, her knees buckled and she knelt directly on Zhao Chenyu’s face.

“Ugh! Husband! Your big cock is fucking me to death! Your cunt can’t take it anymore!” Xuanman’s riding was relentless and rapid from the start, her long legs thrusting with all their might, each time her buttocks slammed against Zhao Chenyu’s thighs with downward force. This caused Zhao Chenyu’s penis to violently force its way through Xuanman’s tight passage, each time aiming straight for her clitoris!

“Slap slap slap slap slap!” Xuanman’s moans grew increasingly unrestrained.

Her riding was merciless, and her honey pot kept squeezing out gushing lustful fluids, which mixed with Aunt Ouyang’s previous juices, soaking Zhao Chenyu’s lower abdomen.

“Ugh! Mom~ Dad! Dad, fuck me to death! Ahh!” Xuanman buried her face in her mother’s ample breasts and cleavage, letting out muffled moans, but the content of her moans was enough to make everyone present’s heads explode.

Jingyan and Aunt Ouyang stared at Xuanman with complicated expressions.

“Xuanman~ baby, slow down~” Mom stroked Xuanman’s back, constantly comforting her.

But Xuanman was completely immersed in lust, and she slammed down again and again, her delicate body beginning to convulse violently.

“Ugh! Ugh! Ahhh—I’m going to climax! I’m going to climax! It’s coming! Ah—” Xuanman threw herself into her mother’s arms, her whole body convulsing as she reached her peak.

This was the second climax that Mom had witnessed.

Xuan Man slid off Zhao Chenyu, panting softly. The penis, dripping with her juices, was pulled out of her wet vagina with a soft “pop” sound, yet it remained terrifyingly hard, trembling slightly in the air.

Jingyan looked at her mother and Aunt Ouyang from left to right, and before the two mothers could say anything, she blushed and straddled them.

The mother watched helplessly as the thick, hard penis disappeared into Jingyan’s beautiful butterfly-shaped vagina.

“Mmm~ This must be my senior, she started sucking me right away.” Zhao Chenyu groaned contentedly. Jingyan slowly sank down, turning her face away shyly, her ears turning crimson.

“Smack!” The penis was swallowed by Jingyan’s honey hole, and the glans hit the flower core hard. Jingyan was so stimulated that she almost lost her balance. Her mother quickly pulled her back.

“Jingyan~” “Aunt Liu~” The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law held hands, but did not hug each other. One was kneeling, and the other was squatting, both with their upper bodies straight. With the arm across the middle, it looked like an “H”.

“Uh-huh~” Mom pursed her lips and trembled. Zhao Chenyu not only licked Mom’s vulva, but also rubbed her anus with his fingers.

Jingyan gripped her mother’s hands tightly, then used her thigh muscles to lift her hips. Countless sticky, silvery threads stretched and broke at their point of contact. When the penis was halfway out, she suddenly lost her strength and sat back down heavily.

“Smack!” The sound of the impact was no longer crisp; the sound of the buttocks hitting the thighs was mixed with the “plop” sound of the vaginal fluid being squeezed, making it sound particularly lewd.

“Splat! Splat! Splat!” Sticky collision sounds erupted from Jingyan’s lower body. Love fluid not only gushed from her honey hole, but also splashed everywhere under the squeezing of her buttocks, as if Jingyan was using her buttocks to expel other lustful fluids, letting her own lustful fluids occupy Zhao Chenyu’s lower body.

Her yoga pants were completely soaked at the bottom.

“Ahhh~” “Mmm~” Mom and Jingyan groaned at the same time, staring at each other, their eyes filled with unyielding desire. They didn’t hug or kiss, but their tightly clasped hands became a bridge of comfort, allowing them to sink together into the strong body of the man beneath them.

“Ahhhhh!” Jingyan frowned, gasping for breath. “Ugh! Too deep! This position… Ahhh, it’s so good… Ughhh, it hurts!” “Ah~ Jingyan, slower~ slower~” The blush on her mother’s face had spread to her neck, and beads of sweat dripped from her forehead. Her voluptuous body trembled, and although her large breasts didn’t rise and fall like waves, they rippled like the surface of a small river. Despite her predicament, she still cared about Jingyan’s condition.

“Clap clap clap clap!” Ke Jingyan acted as if she hadn’t heard it, and instead of slowing down, she sped up the rhythm of the movements.

She squinted her eyes, her lips slightly parted, and let Zhao Chenyu’s penis go in and out of her honey hole again and again, as if she were out of control.

What is it? Is it desire? Is it pleasure?

I think so.

The penis forced its way into her vagina, the glans hitting her clitoris. The feeling of being filled filled Jingyan’s body with a numbing pleasure that flowed like a torrent, making the waves of desire in her mind rise higher and higher until she reached orgasm!

“Hmm~” Jingyan looked up at the sky and let out a loud groan. Her pert buttocks and the base of Zhao Chenyu’s thighs were almost stuck together by her vaginal fluid.

I know Jingyan is about to climax.

“Hmph~ Hmph! Hmph—” A sound like crying gushed out from Jingyan’s nose and red lips. Her delicate body suddenly convulsed, her large breasts swayed, and her hands gripped her mother’s hands tightly, almost breaking her mother’s fingers.

Even amidst this “finger” torture, the mother still struggled to maintain Jingyan’s physical stability.

“Smack!” “Ah—” With a final deep thrust, Jingyan’s surging tide finally reached its peak. Her honeyed orifice gushed forth, soaking the mat beneath Zhao Chenyu until it glistened.

“Holy crap! My senior is squeezing me to death!” Zhao Chenyu’s muffled voice came from behind.

Just then, Aunt Ouyang embraced Jingyan, who was limp from the afterglow of her climax, and gently stroked her back.

The mother looked down, gazing at the still erect penis not far away. At this moment, the pubic hair on the penis was covered with white foam produced by the high-speed thrusting, like a chocolate bar covered with cream, gleaming with a lewd luster in the afternoon light.

Zhao Chenyu gently patted his mother’s buttocks, and his mother stood up in response, her white silk-clad legs trembling slightly, even leaving wet footprints with each step.

She knew it was her turn.

Zhao Chenyu’s face was also revealed, and his face, neck, and even the back of his head were covered in his mother’s vaginal fluid.

The mother, her white silk-clad legs trembling, straddled Zhao Chenyu.

The glans, covered in the lustful fluids of the three beauties, forced open the mother’s dripping vaginal opening and entered a fourth, different passage.

“Mmm—ah!” The moment the glans entered, Mom’s legs went weak, and she sat down heavily as the thick penis instantly filled her passage.

Just as the mother hurriedly covered her trembling breasts and prepared to get up again, Zhao Chenyu suddenly sprang up, grabbed his mother’s waist tightly with both hands, buried his face deep in her cleavage, and began to thrust his hips wildly.

“Fuck you to death, fuck you to death!” Zhao Chenyu roared through gritted teeth.

“Ugh! Ahhh!” The mother was completely overwhelmed by this sudden frenzy. She held Zhao Chenyu’s head tightly with both hands, tilted her head back and screamed wildly, her whole body rocking violently like a small boat in a storm.

“Plop plop plop plop plop!” The two men’s point of contact produced a dull, wet, pounding sound, striking the heartstrings of everyone present like a heavy hammer.

Her mother’s large breasts rested on Zhao Chenyu’s shoulders, and with each thrust, they rippled like waves, causing her upper body to lean further and further back, almost to the point of falling over.

After being teased with words and stroked with fingers, and witnessing three of her closest relatives climax one after another before this penis, the mother’s pent-up desire had reached its breaking point. At this moment, the penis was thrusting wildly inside her, like a willful child playing wildly at home, while her vagina gently enveloped her like a loving mother, each contraction carrying a contradictory pleasure of indulgence and restraint.

“Ugh, ahh, Chenyu, slow down! I can’t take it anymore! I can’t take it anymore!” Mom begged for mercy, her fair skin flushed, her whole body rolling in waves of pleasure.

“Snap—” “Ah—” The mother let out a heart-wrenching scream, her hands tightly wrapped around Zhao Chenyu’s neck, her white silk-clad legs tightly wrapped around his waist, her whole body convulsing violently.

Mom also had an orgasm.

After the climax, the mother collapsed in Zhao Chenyu’s arms, like a pool of melting spring water.

Thus, my mother, my girlfriend, my sister, and my mother-in-law were all brought to the peak of lust by the same man in the same room.

But the video is still not over.