Chen Le extended his tongue, trying to pry open my mother's pearly teeths, but she refused to open her mouth. With no other choice, Chen Le could only run his tongue repeatedly over her lips, then suck hard on her red lips. Gradually feeling suffocated, my mother had no choice but to open her mouth to gasp for air. Seizing the opportunity, Chen Le's nimble tongue teased every nerve in her mouth. After a long period of teasing, my mother gradually began to melt into the moment.

Chen Le also moved the hand that had been holding my mother's chin to her waist. Then, he slipped the hand that had been caressing her large breasts through her dress from the neckline into her clothes, directly gripping her huge breasts without any barriers. He even lightly tapped her nipple twice. "Mm—wu," two more coquettish moans escaped from my mother.

Next, the hand that had been holding her waist slipped through the side of her dress that had just been pulled open. His entire palm covered her mound, and then his middle finger, pressing against her panties, forcibly pushed into her vagina. His middle finger swayed left and right, rubbing her slit, and from time to time, his fingertips would lightly tap her little bean.

"Mm... mm... no, don't." At this moment, my mother broke free from Chen Le's kiss and moaned. Her mouth cried "don't," while her hands pushed against Chen Le, trying to push his hand away from her slit. But with her body now soft and limp, how could she possibly push him away?

"Auntie Lin, don't what?" Chen Le asked shamelessly, teasing her.

"Don't... don't touch there... ah."

"Where, Auntie Lin?"

Mom shyly lowered her head, unable to speak, only letting out intermittent moans from time to time.

"Mm. Mm, mm, wu. Oh."

These moans were unlike any I had heard before, completely different from last night's. They were melodious, lingering, charming and soul-stirring. Just listening to them could make one's imagination run wild.

"Auntie Lin, does it feel good?"

"Mm... mm."

My mother didn't respond, or maybe she did, but it was clear Chen Le wasn't satisfied. He continued, "Auntie Lin, it's only been a few hours since I fucked you. How are you already this wet just from me touching you?"

As he spoke, he ran two fingers along her panties, scraping them, then pulled his hand out and held it in front of my mother's face. my mother closed her eyes, not daring to look. Chen Le leaned his head forward and taunted her, "Auntie Lin, open your eyes and look. Your panties are soaked through. I can even scrape off your juices."

Even through the surveillance camera, I could see the glistening, silver-tinted moisture on Chen Le's two extended fingers. Seeing that Mom still wouldn't open her eyes, Chen Le placed his fingers under her nose to let her smell, then wiped them across her slightly closed lips. This truly startled my mother, who began to spit repeatedly, "Pah... pah... pah."

"Auntie Lin, how does it taste?"

"You... how could you do this?"

"Auntie Lin, how does it taste? If it doesn't taste good, try mine." As he said this, Chen Le deliberately pressed his meat against her large ass.

"Auntie Lin, have you been wet since you woke up this morning?"

Chen Le continued to humiliate my mother, but she didn't engage with him at all. Chen Le was a bit unsatisfied. This time, he directly lifted her skirt, grabbed her panties, and pulled them down to her thighs. Then, he lifted one of her legs and pulled her foot out of her panties. After this series of actions by Chen Le, the panties, which had been clinging tightly to her lower body due to her arousal, now hung from one of her ankles.

Then, Chen Le used his knee to wedge between her tightly closed legs, moving left and right to part her legs slightly. He then hiked the hem of her dress up to her back, exposing her snow-white, large, plump ass to him. After that, Chen Le took off his own pants and kicked them to the side with his foot. Chen Le, who hadn't been wearing a shirt to begin with, now stood completely naked behind my mother. Looking at my mother's snow-white, fleshy, voluptuous buttocks, his eyes practically glowed.

"Xiao Le, really, don't do this anymore."

Hearing my mother's words, Chen Le paid no heed. He directly pressed the head of his penis against her wet slit, then kissed her small mouth again. The large hand gripping her full breast began to attack her nipple, sometimes pinching, sometimes kneading. His other hand wasn't idle either, it slipped under her dress and into her slit, continuously teasing her little bean.

After several minutes of this assault, my mother went from twisting and trying to resist to allowing Chen Le to play with her body. Her tongue even began to respond to Chen Le's teasing from time to time, and her breathing became heavier and heavier.

"Mmm... ," the muffled moans from her mouth also became more and more frequent.

"Auntie Lin, does it feel good?" After ending the wet kiss, Chen Le asked again.

"Mmm... mm." my mother still gave a faint, almost non-existent moan. But Chen Le could no longer wait. He pulled the hand that was fingering her slit out and gave her large ass a couple of light smacks. "Stick your ass up higher," he said.

This sentence was obviously much harsher than the ones before, and much louder, carrying a commanding tone. This sudden change was so unexpected that it truly stunned my mother.

"Mm... you... we can't... we can't go on like this."

Although Mom refused verbally, she was clearly shocked by Chen Le's cold tone just now, and her ass subconsciously jutted backward.

I never expected that my seemingly conservative mother would make such a move. Although I already knew that what was happening between my mother and Chen Le was inevitable, seeing my normally gentle, virtuous mother make such a motion still made my heart skip a beat, and an indescribable feeling of discomfort welled up inside me.

Looking at my mother, who was refusing with her mouth but whose body was honest, Chen Le said excitedly, "Auntie Lin, good girl. The way you stick your ass out is so tempting."

With that, Chen Le pushed the entire head of his penis into her slit, making simple thrusting motions. At the moment of insertion, both of them let out a high-pitched moan.

"Oh."

"Auntie Lin, do you want to feel even better?" Chen Le persisted in asking.

"Mm... I want to... mm."

By now, my mother could barely maintain her sanity. Her body, which had been plain for forty years, had just received unprecedented development. Her mature, beautiful, and lustful flesh had long since betrayed her own heart. It wasn't my mother answering; it was her newly awakened body answering for her.

But I was still deeply shocked. My mother, who had been dignified and noble just days ago, was now saying such things. I could hardly believe my ears. But the facts told me that Mom had indeed said it.

"Then, Auntie Lin, do you know how to feel even better?"

"Mm... wu, wu."

Seeing that my mother only made sounds, Chen Le was helpless. He knew he couldn't push her too hard now, otherwise, even if he succeeded this time, it would be difficult for the next time.

"Putting it all the way in will feel even better, you know, Auntie Lin."

With a thrust of his hips, Chen Le pushed more than half of his meat stick directly into my mother's slit, reaching all the way to her cervix.

"So big!"

My mother then let out two more high-pitched moans.

After that, Chen Le also gave up kneading her full breasts. By now, my mother had completely lost the strength to support her body. Chen Le had to help her move slightly to the side, placing her upper body on the marble countertop of the sink. The moment her full breasts touched the cold marble countertop, a chill swept over her, which also restored some of her sanity. She began to push against Chen Le's hips with her hands, as if trying to push his meat stick out of her slit. But as soon as she let go, the little bit that had been pushed out was thrust back in. After several repetitions, she lost herself again.

She could only obediently continue to lie prone on the countertop, her pair of beautiful breasts pressed tightly against the marble. Her originally firm and round breasts were now flattened by the pressure, like a water-filled balloon that had fallen from a height and rebounded only halfway.

Seeing my mother in such a state, Chen Le no longer had any reservations. He directly gripped her hips and began to thrust, his movements getting faster and faster. When he pulled out, he would pull his hips back while also pulling her hips forward. When he thrust in, he would push his hips forward forcefully while also pulling her hips back. This cycle repeated over and over.

As Chen Le's movements became faster and more forceful, my mother's moans also became louder and higher-pitched. Her mouth intermittently cried out, "Slow... slower... slower, it hurts, be gentle, it hurts."

Chen Le gradually began to go wild. The incessant "slap... slap slap... slap slap" sounds, combined with my mother's trembling buttocks under his frantic impact, formed a perfect collaboration. Her ass cheeks, rippling like waves, looked so lewd. Chen Le continuously slammed against my mother's plump ass, his rock-hard meat stick entering and exiting the place where I was born. Watching this scene, I couldn't help but start to worry for my mother. Could she really withstand such a violent impact and thrusting?

If it weren't for Mom's big, meaty ass absorbing most of the impact, she would have probably fainted from such an onslaught long ago. If it were one of those skinny, bony women, she would have probably fallen apart by now.

This was where my mother's beauty lay: her full chest, slender waist, large beautiful buttocks, and round jade legs all came together without any disharmony, creating a look that was both beautiful and extremely alluring, mature and tempting.

Under Chen Le's rapid and powerful thrusts, Mom couldn't even complete her moans anymore, her mouth only letting out short, sharp cries: "Ah... ah... ah... ah."

Her upper body, pressed against the marble countertop, also moved back and forth with the impacts from behind. Fortunately, her breasts were large enough to slightly prop up her upper body. While her chest remained stationary, it allowed her upper body to move back and forth without rubbing against the countertop. The part of her chest that was tightly pressed against the countertop didn't move, but the rest of it moved slightly with Chen Le's thrusts, as if being pulled and stretched.

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