Chapter 8: Her Bold Seduction

Friday came around, and that afternoon, just as school let out and I was walking out with Aunt, I spotted a familiar figure at the school gate.

She was a mature beauty with an unmistakably seductive air, wearing a white sunhat, her jet-black hair tied back into two loose sections that draped over her shoulders; willow brows, phoenix eyes, and pale rose eyeshadow gave every furrow of her brow a deliciously mature allure. Around her fair neck hung an expensive-looking gold necklace, ending in a sizable diamond that rested quietly in the warm valley between her breasts.

She wore a white long-sleeved crewneck top on her upper body. The fine, high-end fabric looked soft and smooth, clinging closely to her form and perfectly outlining the shape of her proud, full breasts, making it impossible not to wonder how such round, generous breasts could stay so firm without sagging.

Below, a black double-layer knee-length hip skirt hugged her fleshy buttocks but could not hide their astonishing size. Even when she was deliberately trying to keep herself modest, they still looked round and prominent, making me want to knead them properly. The black skirt narrowed from top to bottom, wrapping around two long, plump thighs in sheer black stockings that flowed all the way down. Unlike Aunt's opaque black stockings, this woman wore the thinner kind, the sort where you could clearly see the fair skin beneath the mesh, creating a half-hidden, half-exposed kind of obscenity.

And yet she just stood there straight as a rod, her outfit and the precious jewelry on her body all announcing her noble air. Standing in the busy school gate, she was so eye-catching that people kept turning their heads to stare.

I rubbed my eyes, thinking I must have seen wrong, then looked more carefully. Only then did I realize that this woman really was the person I had dreamed of seeing every night.

"Mom!"

I shouted and rushed straight at her, wrapping my arms around Mom's slender waist, my face burying itself in her full breasts as I rubbed against them nonstop, like a little octopus that refused to let go. Mom not only didn't stop my nonsense, she even lovingly stroked my head with her hand. After all, in her eyes I would always be the child who never grew up, and since we had been separated for so long, she didn't mind me sneaking in a little extra cuddling at all.

"All right, all right. You're so big already, and you're still acting spoiled with your mother."

Mom said indulgently, using her hands to try to pry me off her, but my grip was too strong and she couldn't break away from me right away. It wasn't until Aunt came over and pinched my ear that she finally pulled me off. Mom might indulge me, but Aunt wouldn't.

"Sis, you're spoiling him way too much. This is exactly when you should pinch him, otherwise this brat will never know when to stop."

Aunt said helplessly. Who knew that the moment she let go, I would dart behind Mom at once, poke my head out from behind her, and glare provocatively at Aunt. Aunt's eyes narrowed at me, but because of Mom's face, she couldn't really flare up.

That night Mom had a simple dinner at Aunt's house. At the table, when Mom asked about my recent behavior, Aunt poured out a full bucket of complaints and criticized me from every angle, leaving Mom rather embarrassed. Compared with how I acted at home, though, I really had improved a lot, so Mom was still fairly pleased. After thanking Aunt, she didn't forget to tell me to listen to Aunt properly, and I hurriedly agreed, not wanting to upset Mom.

After dinner, Mom and Aunt each took a shower in turn. Freshly washed, they looked even more radiant. The two plump, sexy beauties stood together, both with perfect figures and gorgeous faces that shared a striking family resemblance. Only, in my eyes, Mom was gentle and kind, while Aunt was stern and aloof. The sisters had completely opposite personalities, and each had her own flavor. I had no idea how many years of good fortune Dad and Uncle had enjoyed to marry women as peerlessly beautiful as Mom and Aunt.

"If someone could have both Mom and Aunt at once, with their similar looks but wildly different styles, wouldn't that be insanely satisfying?"

I thought to myself, not knowing that a seed of wickedness had quietly taken root deep inside me.

After washing up, I clung to Mom and insisted on sleeping with her, saying I hadn't seen her in so long and wanted to talk to her. Just as Mom was about to give in to my spoiled behavior, Aunt stepped in to stop me.

"Sis, Xiao Hao is already so old. You're still planning to sleep with him?"

Aunt crossed her arms and gave me a cold look before turning to persuade Mom.

"Xueqin, I haven't been able to see Xiao Hao for a long time either. Since he wants to spend more time with me today, just let me keep him company a little longer."

"Sis, that won't do! He's already this old and you're still spoiling him? Haven't you figured out why you sent him here in the first place? What kid that age is still hanging off his mother and refusing to sleep alone? Besides, aren't you still staying here tomorrow? You can take him out to play then and still keep him company, can't you?"

Aunt's rapid-fire words left Mom speechless. Looking at Aunt's firm attitude and then at my face full of expectation, Mom finally steeled herself and pulled my hand away.

"Xiao Hao, you're a little man now. You can't sleep with Mom anymore, understand? Mom will take you out tomorrow and make it up to you properly."

Seeing that Mom had been talked into it, I couldn't keep clinging anymore. Looking at Aunt's faintly triumphant expression, I was grinding my teeth in hatred.

"Hmph! Just wait and see how I'll teach you a lesson later."

I thought darkly, then went into the room and shut the door. Lying on the bed, I took out my phone and found that my senior had sent me another message, asking whether I was coming over tomorrow. The moment I thought of my senior's soft, fair body, my heart grew hot, but in the end I still turned her down. After learning that my mother had come to visit me, she very sensibly told me to spend more time with my mother, and I promised her I would definitely come see her next week.

When I asked how the formula was coming along, she said the materials had already been bought and it should be ready by next week. That made me overjoyed. That exterminator Aunt of mine would finally have a chance to get a taste of her own medicine.

"Come over next week and I'll let you touch it properly~"

I teased her by message, and before long I received an angry emoji from my senior. The two of us chatted aimlessly for a while, then said good night and went to sleep separately.

Nothing happened that night. The next morning, Mom kept her promise and took me out for fun, but Aunt, just at that perfect moment, inserted herself and said she wanted to go out and stroll around too. In the end, what was supposed to be a trip out became Mom and Aunt shopping in front while I followed behind like a little tail, carrying their things for them. Mom would occasionally buy me some street snacks and feed them to me, and I felt like a mule in a work team. Luckily, later on Mom took the initiative to share some of the load with me.

Mom and Aunt were both beauties: poised and generous, one stern and icy, the other walking alongside her all dazzling and eye-catching, making everyone around us keep turning to look. And I followed behind them, admiring the way their shapely buttocks swayed with each step, feeling more comfortable than ever.

In the morning I accompanied Mom and Aunt shopping. At noon we found a random restaurant for a meal, and in the afternoon we went to see a movie. At that point Mom finally thought of me and let me choose what kind of movie to watch. Otherwise, based on their tastes, they probably would have gone to see some romance film, and sitting in the theater through that would have been pure torture for me.

After the movie, Mom took me to pick out a set of clothes and shoes. I actually didn't have much demand when it came to clothing; as long as I could wear it, that was enough. But since Mom insisted on buying them for me, I didn't refuse.

By the time we got home in the afternoon, it was almost six o'clock. As soon as we put the bags down, Mom told me to go take a shower first, saying she wanted to exercise with Aunt for a while.

"Where are they even going to work out this late at night?"

I wondered in confusion, but I didn't say much and just went to shower on my own. Halfway through, I suddenly heard light, rhythmic music coming through the crack under the door.

"Weird. What are Mom and the others doing? Why did they even start playing music? Could it be..."

Listening to that vaguely familiar song and combining it with what Mom had said earlier about needing to get some exercise in, I had a guess in mind. I quickly rinsed the soap off my body, grabbed a towel and wiped myself down in a rush, then threw on my clothes and hurried out of the bathroom, nearly tripping over myself in the process.

After opening the door, the sounds from the living room became even clearer. I followed the music toward the living room, and sure enough, I saw two lovely figures dancing to the rhythm of the song. It was Mom and Aunt! Right then, the two of them were following the music and the movement cues from the TV to practice yoga, graceful as a pair of swans, elegant and composed.

Aunt's yoga outfit was a pink backless top paired with black tight pants, while Mom was wearing her own deep-red yoga set.

Compared with Aunt's simpler outfit, Mom's was much more flamboyant. The tight V-neck of the top was trimmed with gold edging, and the fabric over her chest looked a little stiff, with a lace-bra-like pattern that wrapped around her full breasts and squeezed out two deep valleys of cleavage. And because of the design, it looked as if Mom wasn't wearing a bra at all! That instantly set my heart racing. Mom was as bold and uninhibited as ever. Her tight pants on the lower half were much simpler, with only a pair of gold side stripes.

I had no idea why Mom would bring yoga clothes with her when she came to see me. Had she planned it with Aunt in advance?

After noticing the sound of me coming out of the shower, Mom and Aunt naturally kept following their own rhythm and didn't notice that a pair of horny eyes was staring at their slender bodies from behind. After all, in their eyes, I was still just a child.

Mom and Aunt followed the motions on the TV and knelt on the yoga mat, their pale arms stretched straight out, waists sinking low, heads tilting back. The soft, elastic yoga clothes clung tightly to their plump bodies, drawing perfect curves along the waist, abdomen, and hips. Especially those round, fleshy butts, stretching the tight yoga pants as though they might burst at any second.

After holding that pose for a few minutes, they shifted their weight backward again, pressing the upper half of their bodies flat against the yoga mat, with their hips and thighs taut, ending in a submissive kneeling sprawl on the floor that filled me with the urge to conquer them from behind.

I poured myself a cup of water, sat down in a chair at an unhurried pace, and pretended to be drinking it, though my lewd gaze never once left Mom and Aunt's exquisite bodies.

"Sis, there are still a few moves I can't quite get all the way down. Come help me press them lower."

As she spoke, Aunt stood up and spread her long, taut legs left and right into a split. When her hips lowered to about five centimeters off the floor, she couldn't go any farther. Seeing that, Mom walked behind Aunt, placed her hands on Aunt's shoulders, and slowly pushed her down.

"Mm~"

"Does it hurt, Xueqin?"

"It's fine, still okay. Keep going."

Aunt gritted her teeth and held on, and with Mom's help she finally pressed her hips all the way to the floor.

Aunt was panting hard, and a thin layer of sweat had already formed on her smooth forehead. Clearly, this kind of movement took a lot out of her too. Because of the pose, Aunt's two plump, fleshy buttocks were tightly squeezed together, straining the pants and showing off a shape like two huge peaches. A deep, long butt crack stood out clearly between them. From behind, Aunt's entire backside looked like an upside-down heart, with a slender waist and rounded buttocks flaring out on both sides, while the slit between them was so vivid that I nearly wanted to tear my own pants off on the spot and fill it myself. That butt crack was so deep that probably only my 20-centimeter dragon could shove itself all the way in through the flesh and still go straight to the hilt.

After holding the split for a few minutes, Aunt switched to a front split, then had Mom keep pressing her down until the pose was perfect. After that, Aunt went through several more movements, and without exception they were all stretching poses. Some of them made me hurt just looking at them, but Aunt clenched her teeth and held every single one of them anyway.

After a full set of movements like that, both Mom and Aunt were drenched in sweat, and even the tighter parts of their yoga clothes had been soaked through. Their originally fair skin had also turned a gentle pink from the exercise.

"Huff..."

When the workout was over, Mom and Aunt sat on the sofa resting, panting hard. I thoughtfully brought over two cups of freshly poured warm water. Mom and Aunt each took a cup and drained them in one gulp, while I walked behind Mom and massaged her shoulders. Back when I was at home, I was mischievous, but I was still very attentive toward my mother. Every time she finished working out, I would massage her for her.

"Mm~ a little more force, mm~"

My hands gripped Mom's slender shoulders and kneaded them skillfully, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, until Mom couldn't help but cry out from how good it felt. I also enjoyed the warm softness of Mom's skin in my palms, the sensation feeding back into my hands through each movement. While I massaged her, I also inhaled the fragrance drifting off her body. It was a faint orchid-like floral scent mixed with sweat and the cotton smell of the yoga clothes. Those scents from Mom blended together and slipped into my head through my nose, making my blood heat up like an aphrodisiac.

After more than ten minutes of massage, Mom started to feel a little tired and told me to go massage Aunt's shoulders too, while she went off to shower first. Aunt was a little reluctant, but she couldn't refuse, so she could only sit obediently on the sofa and let me massage her.

The instant my hand touched Aunt's shoulder, I could feel her body stiffen all at once. Clearly, Aunt wasn't used to other men touching her body, so she was a little tense.

"Aunt, relax a bit. Otherwise it will hurt when I press."

"Mm, oh, okay, okay."

Aunt even started to stammer, which was nothing like her usual stern and composed self on the lectern at all.

Aunt closed her eyes, and her body gradually relaxed as well. Seeing that she was no longer resisting, my hands began to knead.

"Mm~"

My technique couldn't compare with a professional masseuse, of course, but after all these years I had picked up a few tricks, so before long Aunt was letting out a pleased moan. Clearly, she felt a little embarrassed by her own reaction, because the instant she made the sound she cut it off again, biting her lip hard and trying to suppress herself.

Although I had just finished massaging my mother, Aunt gave me a very different feeling. After all, Aunt was usually the stern, cold, high-and-mighty one in front of me, yet now I was touching her so intimately, and under my kneading she couldn't help but let out those soft little sounds. To me, that noise was practically a sound from heaven.

After nearly twenty minutes of massage, I lifted my hands and called out,

"Aunt, done."

But Aunt didn't react at all. I leaned over to look at her and saw that her eyes were tightly shut, her willow brows relaxed, and her cheeks slightly flushed. I couldn't tell whether she'd fallen asleep or simply gotten so lost in how good the massage felt that she hadn't reacted.

"Huff, Aunt, it's over. Get up already."

I blew gently into Aunt's ear as I called to her, and she suddenly sat bolt upright, looking around before realizing she'd apparently spaced out a little just now.

"Mm, since you're done, go back to your room and rest."

Aunt, a little flustered, sent me back to my room, while she sat on the sofa waiting for Mom to finish showering. Aunt lifted her arms and moved them a few times, only to find that she really did feel much more comfortable.

"Looks like this brat really does have a few moves."

Aunt thought to herself, deciding that from now on, after every workout, she would have me massage her more often.

Nothing happened that night. Early the next morning, Mom drove away. She had work of her own, so it wasn't possible for her to stay and keep me company for long.

After that, it was back to the same repetitive and tedious school life. Aunt still called me up to the blackboard in every class to dictate vocabulary words from memory. But after my previous lesson, I had also been spending some time every night memorizing words, so my accuracy on the dictations had been slowly improving.

"Mm, not bad. You've improved. The monthly exam is coming up soon, so everyone needs to work hard these next few days and get a good score."

Aunt rarely praised me once.

As soon as I stepped down from the platform, I saw the little fat guy making a whole series of faces at me, flattering me shamelessly there.

"Right, bro, I know a great place to read. Do you have time this weekend to go with me?"

The little fat guy asked mysteriously.

"Read? Read what?"

"Heh, naturally... adult novels."

The moment he mentioned smutty novels, his eyes filled with excited light.

"Forget it. What's so interesting about novels? When I have time, I'll take you to see the real thing."

I had long since outgrown using novels to vent my desires, and I didn't even want to relieve myself through buying sex anymore. After coming into contact with a refined, poised mature woman like Aunt, my tastes in women had already changed a little.

"Really? Bro! When are we going?"

The moment the little fat guy heard that I was taking him out to have some fun, his eyes lit up. He probably had thoughts in that direction for a long time already, but he had never dared to act because he lacked the money and was too timid.

"Don't rush. I've still got things to do this week, so let's wait until next time. And for a while, don't jerk off, or if you can't enjoy yourself later, don't blame me."

"Heh heh, got it, got it."

The little fat guy laughed with a sleazy grin.

Just then, a piece of chalk came flying from somewhere and hit me on the head. I looked up and saw Aunt standing there with her arms crossed, glaring at me. Clearly she had caught me and the fatty slacking off just now. I immediately sat up straight and pretended to be listening very seriously.

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On a weekend morning, I walked along the road humming softly to myself, looking especially cheerful. Yesterday my senior sent me a WeChat message telling me the formula had been prepared, which meant my plan could finally be put into action. Aunt's proud figure immediately my mind. That woman, who looked so poised, intelligent, stern, and cold, had made me suffer plenty these past few days, and she even refused to let Mom and me sleep together. I had to give her a lesson she wouldn't forget.

Thinking of that, the corners of my mouth couldn't help but split into a grin. Before, I had only ever played with girls who were willing. I wondered whether conquering a proper married woman like Aunt would have a different flavor, and maybe even be harder? But the harder the challenge, the more excited I got. They always say men have one hobby: dragging proper women into the mud and coaxing prostitutes back onto the straight path. A cool, aloof female teacher like Aunt obviously excited me even more.

When I reached the door of the bookshop, I pushed it open with practiced ease. At the counter by the entrance, my senior's grandfather was still sitting there, puffing away on his cigarette. I had no idea why that old guy smoked so much every day yet still had such a tough body.

After greeting him, I walked straight toward my senior's room. The moment I opened the door, I saw my senior standing by the desk with her hands on her hips. In front of her were several glass bottles filled with liquid, along with a few bottles and jars for mixing. That had to be the formula I had been dreaming of.

At that moment, my senior was wearing a white lab coat, looking every inch the researcher. Her whole body seemed long and slim, almost fragile. If she hadn't beaten me up a few times before, I really might have been fooled by the way she looked right now.

"Senior, you're amazing. You finished it so fast."

I excitedly stepped forward, picked up the bottle full of liquid, and turned it over in my hands again and again, unable to stop myself from praising her.

“So what are you planning to do to repay me? I helped you, but I accidentally broke the school’s equipment, and I got scolded by the teacher because of it.”

The senior slipped behind me, pinched the back of my neck, and spoke in a sweet little voice.

“Mm... you can look at my body however you want today. I don’t want any reward.”

Hearing that, a sly smile appeared on the senior’s face.

“Oh? Is that so? Unfortunately, I have a different request today. You’d better satisfy me properly.”

After saying that, the senior went to the door and locked it from the inside. When I turned back, I noticed that at some point her cheeks had already grown faintly flushed.

“Hehe, lie down on the bed first.”

The senior looked at me with a smile, letting out a strange little laugh. No matter how I looked at it, that smile seemed indecent.

“Li, lie down on the bed? What’s wrong with you, Senior? Are you sick?”

Watching the senior step toward me one slow step at a time, I had the odd feeling that this scene seemed familiar. Wasn’t this exactly what happened last time I secretly watched her in that sexy lingerie? Deep down, I felt something was off.

While I hesitated, the senior had already reached me and was looking at me with unmistakably bad intentions. I raised my hand to stop her, but she was faster and caught my wrist first. Even though the senior was strong and had the height advantage, I hadn’t been slacking off these past few days either. If I really tried to break free, who knew who would come out on top. But deep down, I was actually half willing to let her lead me. After all, the senior would never hurt me. She might even make me feel very good.

With both hands gripping my wrists, the senior kept forcing me backward until my heels hit the edge of the bed. Then she gave me a gentle push, and I fell back onto the soft mattress. By the time I came to my senses, she was already straddling me, her legs bent and folded, her white-stockinged feet pointed toward the ceiling, her body arched forward as she stared at me. Her once-bright eyes now looked hazy and distant. Usually I was the one pinning other girls down in this position, and now I was the one getting reversed. Karma really did turn with the wheel.

The senior’s lips parted slightly as she suddenly asked,

“Junior, tell me, what exactly was it you had me make for you before?”

I had no idea why she’d suddenly bring that up now, so I tried to brush it off with the same explanation I’d used before. But the senior only gave a soft laugh, her face full of disbelief.

“You know? After I finished the formula, I gave each one a little bit to the mice. Their reactions were, mm, a little unusual. So...”

Hearing her words, I immediately felt a bad premonition. Then, as my eyes slowly widened, the senior blew a breath across my face.

“So this morning, I tried a little of it myself.”

Her voice trembled slightly, and I could even hear the excitement in it. Her words, however, shocked me badly. This woman had actually fed it to the mice, found no problem, and then gone and tried it herself. Even if those ingredients were all non-toxic, she had still dared to do that without knowing anything at all.

“Senior, have you lost your mind? If there’s a problem with that stuff, have you even thought about what could happen to you?”

I struggled, but my body was pinned down tightly beneath her.

“Doesn’t this prove there’s no problem? It’s just, mm... I’m a little hot all over, my head’s kind of dizzy, and I just really, really like looking at you.”

As she spoke, the senior unconsciously rocked her hips and rubbed herself against my waist. The soft pressure made me start to react too.

“Senior, calm down first, we... mmph.”

Before I could finish, her red lips were already pressed against mine, sealing my mouth shut. But clearly she had no kissing technique yet; all she knew was to press lips to lips. My own feelings were in chaos too. I wasn’t repulsed by what she was doing; in fact, I even felt a little secretly thrilled. But I didn’t want the senior to keep spiraling like this. I didn’t know how much she’d drunk, and I didn’t know how strong the drug’s effect was. I didn’t want her to sober up later, realize we’d crossed a line, and regret it.

Smack!

Our lips separated with a crisp sound. The senior straightened up, grabbed the collar of her robe, and yanked it back. Then she swung her arm behind her and tugged at the cuffs. The oversized white robe was ripped off just like that, revealing a large stretch of snowy, tender skin. Under her outer robe, the senior was wearing nothing but white underwear and a bra!

“Senior, Senior, wake up. Don’t do something you’ll regret.”

I tried to talk her down.

“I’m awake. I drank it on purpose too.”

While she spoke, the senior reached down and slid my shirt down to my chest, trying to take it off.

“You’re three years older than me, and I’m already an adult. You’ve only just become one yourself!”

I wrapped both arms around my chest and blocked her from succeeding.

“I don’t care. We’ve already done so much, what’s one last step?”

After fiddling with my shirt for a long time and failing to get it off, the senior changed targets and started on my pants instead.

“Wait! Stop! Stop! Senior, I’ve had several lovers before, and I’ve slept with them. I dumped all of them too. Aren’t you disgusted by that?”

“That was all in your past. I don’t mind.”

The senior yanked my pants down to my thighs, exposing my thick shaft to the air. I was unwilling in my heart, but my body’s reaction was impossible to control. I even seemed to catch a whiff of rape in the air.

“I’ll still be sleeping with other women in the future. When I go looking for them, you won’t mind that either?”

I pulled out my trump card, and that finally made the senior stop what she was doing. It seemed that saying that might help sober her up a little and make her think seriously about our relationship.

The senior suddenly sat up. Before I could prop myself up, she pounced back down onto me again. Now there was a pair of scissors in her hand, and the cold blade was aimed right at me, leaving me too afraid to move.

“Listen closely, Lu Xiaohao. I’m going to have you today. I don’t care how many women you chase after in the future, but if you ever try to dump me the same way you dumped the others, I’ll cut off what’s between your legs. Do you hear me?”

Like an angry little tiger, the senior crouched on top of me, glaring with her almond-shaped eyes as she said it viciously. Seeing how determined she was, I didn’t say another word and let her strip me at will. Before long, I was completely naked, sprawled on the bed like a lamb waiting to be butchered.

“Even if you get my body, you’ll never get my heart.”

I forced my mouth to stay hard.

“Bullshit. Look at what your dick’s doing right now, and you still have the nerve to act tough.”

The senior scoffed, obviously not believing my nonsense.

“That’s just a normal male physiological reaction. It doesn’t represent my heart.”

“I don’t believe you.”

The senior grabbed my cock and started stroking it up and down, looking up at me as she did.

“How’s that? Feel anything?”

“No, nothing at all.”

I shut my eyes and gritted my teeth.

“Really?”

“Really. If a man feels something, he’ll take the initiative. Since I’m not taking the initiative, that means I don’t feel anything for you.”

That was complete bullshit.

Seeing that I was still refusing to give in, the senior leaned down again. Not caring about dirt at all, she used the tip of her little pink tongue like a kitten and licked my chest once. Then she lifted her head and breathed into my ear.

“Huu... how about now? Feel anything?”

The senior’s soft voice, together with the cool wet trace left on my chest and the sultry breath near my ear, nearly made me lose control.

“No, no, I don’t feel anything.”

“You really are impossible.”

The senior said sadly, and then I felt her upper body rise away from me. She must have given up, then. Fine. As long as things stayed like they used to, that was enough. If anything really happened, neither of us would be able to turn back. Yet for some reason, I felt a little disappointed, as if I had just lost some perfect opportunity.

I felt the senior’s hips lift too, no longer pressing down on me. Just when I thought she had truly given up, my hard cock was lifted by someone’s hand. Before I could react, a tight, enclosing warmth wrapped around the tip. It was like a bottomless maw, swallowing and encasing me in layer after layer from the head down, all at once taking in half of my shaft.

I opened my eyes and stared in shock at the senior, who was sitting astride my hips with her upper body slightly raised. My cock was buried inside her cunt, and a thin thread of bright red blood was slowly running down the shaft. I never would have expected the senior to guide my cock in and slide herself down onto it directly. For a moment, I didn’t even know what to say.

At that moment, the senior had her chin slightly lifted, her eyes tightly shut, both willow-shaped brows nearly knitted together. Her delicate body trembled now and then, and fine beads of sweat covered her smooth forehead. It was obvious how much pain she was enduring right now.

“Haa...”

Only after an unknown amount of time did the senior finally catch her breath. She took a deep breath, opened her eyes, and looked at me. Then she smiled. I swear that was the most beautiful smile I had ever seen, so beautiful it left me stunned for a moment.

“So, how is it? Feel anything?”

The senior was trying hard to hold herself together, even her voice trembling slightly. Looking at her now, I felt a little heartache. I suddenly sat up. The senior hadn’t been prepared and was about to topple backward, but I wrapped an arm around her and caught her. Helping her up, the two of us looked at each other. Things had already gone this far; neither of us could turn back now.

“Fine, Senior. You win.”

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