My family is in S city, North China, and my mother, Lin Jun (a pseudonym), is the youngest daughter of a famous textile tycoon from Tianjin in the past.
She graduated from the Architecture Department of Tianjin University in the 1960s and is a deputy chief engineer of a design institute and a member of the Municipal Committee of the Chinese People’s Political Consultative Conference. Father.
Yu Hua Zhen (a pseudonym) is her mother’s middle school classmate and a chemistry teacher at a middle school in S city.
I grew up thinking that my parents weren’t compatible enough; my mother was tall and beautiful, my father was short and ordinary; my mother was lively and passionate
The father was taciturn and introverted; the mother was versatile and skilled in the art of brush painting and photography; the father, in addition to oxygen, nitrogen, and other chemicals, was a great master of the art of painting and photography.
Don’t care about anything outside of learning the elements. I really don’t know how my father managed to chase my mother down back in the day. I have one more.
My younger sister, who is two years younger than me, inherited all of my mother’s good qualities and was guaranteed a job as an airline stewardess.
To outsiders my family looked very happy, but in fact I knew from a very young age that my parents had a bad relationship and often
Quarrels. I couldn’t figure out why the two of them got into fights over little things like chicken scraps until sophomore year ended
I only learned the truth from my well-informed sister over the summer.
I had known for a long time that my father was weak and sickly and had been taking Chinese medicine for many years, which I later realized was a tonic for the kidneys.
It turned out that my father had been sent down to the countryside to “learn from Dazhai” during the Cultural Revolution, and in the spring of one year he soaked himself in the still very cold water.
When his father, who was already suffering from a severe kidney deficiency, fell ill, he was no longer able to perform his duties.
husbandly duties, and fortunately by then both our siblings had been born.
My sister, who has been hanging out on international flights for over a year now, has become very edgy and seems to know everything, what face
Red words are bold to say, she said to me mysteriously, “can imagine in terms of living a conjugal life, used to be the school
The basketball mom is energetic and healthy, and she’s probably in a state of some degree of sexual starvation, Dad.
That’s where the root of Mom’s quarrels come from. It’s easiest for couples to fall out when they’re not in harmony, but their generation was very conservative.
You don’t hang on to secret things like that, and find some other fork in the road to argue when you’re upset.”
”Little girl, how dare you say anything? No shame either!”
My sister argued, “They call it sex science abroad, you went to college for nothing, and it’s so corny!”
Although I did not say so with my mouth, I agreed with my sister in my heart. The truth is really like what my sister said, the mother
Pro later admitted as much to me. My mother’s idols as a student were many Soviet heroes, both male and female, and she endeavored to bring out the self
She was as cheerful, strong, and intelligent as the partisan Zoya and the Kintetsu warrior woman Lyuba, but her heart was
The “Paul” in the movie was labeled a rightist, and she had to marry my father, who chased her to death.
My mother was high minded, both mentally and physically expecting a husband, but unfortunately my father
Being physically sick and weak, unable to fight, and somewhat defective in that area of ability, my mother sometimes felt a loss for her married husband.
The wife is not very satisfied with her life, but in those days one could not demand this, otherwise it would be a bourgeois, corrupt idea.
After his father’s illness from the cold, he was no longer able to love his mother at all, and it was hard for her not to be caressed.
She also took her father’s sleeping pills when she could sleep, and then her mother devoted all her energy to studying business and raising her children.
female on female, as a means of repressing the physical pain, but she couldn’t show it in front of her father, and had to do her best to comfort the
Father, for fear of burdening his mind.
II. Mother’s Romance
My mother later told me about her affairs.
In 1975, Deng Xiaoping presided over the work of the State Council to resume production, the unit sent his mother with the provincial metallurgical bureau of the Party
The secretary of the committee to engage in the construction of the plant planning and demonstration, running around for nearly half a year, the secretary is a 40-something years old army veteran
He is a bold and sharp man with a great sense of humor, just the type of man that his mother wanted to be.
The clerk also admired this young female technician in her 30s, and the two worked well together on the job
The secretary’s wife is from the countryside, and the two of them have no common language, so naturally, the secretary has no common language.
Then she was willing to approach my mother, and the unreleased youthful vigor of young women made my mother forget her identity, and she was taken in by the secretary’s
Impressed by military temperament and masculinity, he was emotionally captured by the secretary after only six months.
Upon his return from the field, the Secretary asked his mother to rendezvous in the single dormitory of the Metallurgical Bureau, which was specially assigned to the Secretary, and the mother
I lied to my father that I was going to a meeting, so I dressed up for the appointment. After exchanging pleasantries the secretary took out his thunderous style and without saying a word
He threw his mother onto the bed and rode up to her, yanking open her short-sleeved, collared blouse with his big hands, which was buttoned all the way down.
It was yanked off and two white rabbits popped out, he got excited and clutched both of his mother’s breasts hard.
My mother screamed in pain, but in her heart she felt happy: she couldn’t even expect pain these days.
The clerk was again busy undoing his mother’s belt, and after all the female sex symbols were exposed he attacked her like an enemy.
The mother was at his mercy like a little girl, and his 180 pounds weighed her down.
breathless, and his rash movements did not make his mother comfortable or even painful, but she thought it was after all like a good
Men.
The mother has since become the lover of the first secretary of the Metallurgical Bureau, and once or twice a month the two have rendezvoused in this relationship
The interruption lasted until 1982, when the secretary was transferred to the central government, during which time my mother was beaten by the secretary’s wife.
of the slap, she had felt somewhat guilty, but she felt no need of it after seeing the vulgar and haughty words and actions of Mrs. Clerk’s
Sympathize with such people. During this time my mother also moved from youth to middle age without realizing it.
III. Mother’s Forgotten Love
In 1984, my mother was promoted to Deputy Chief Engineer, and the organization assigned a freshly minted engineer to work for her.
Qin, a 26-year-old college student, came to work as an assistant to his mother, a handsome, slim Harbin young
The young man. Xiao Qin has great reverence for his mother, and he diligently works as an assistant for her, bringing her busy mother a
It’s very convenient.
At that time, ballroom dancing was prevalent in newly-opened China, and my mother was a literary hero when she was young, a good waltz dancer.
I’ve been dancing for many years, but I don’t dance anymore. On New Year’s Day, the unit issued tickets for the dance, and my mother took two tickets and asked my father to go with her.
not understand women, he himself does not go is, even sneered at the mother is old to play, the mother is very sad, she decided to put the
I’ll give the tickets to Xiao Qin, so he can take his date there.
But Xiao Qin said, “Where can I get a partner? Mr. Lin, can you be my partner temporarily?”
In order to gamble with her husband, her mother took Xiao Qin to the Cultural Palace, where she was also a dance floor master in college
Mother and he worked so well together that they lost track of time, and it was one in the morning when she came home.
, the father was still awake, he was annoyed at his mother’s late return and the couple had a big fight.
Since the dance Xiao Qin and my mother’s relationship has become closer, one day Xiao Qin did not come to work, my mother from work
After going to his dormitory, where he lay powerless with a high fever, my mother took medicine for him as she had taken care of me, for the
He served food and left late at night, and the next day his mother visited him again and made him delicious noodles.
Xiao Qin was touched, he grew up without a mother and never had a relationship, never had a woman so considerate to
had served him, he shed tears, and his mother brought him a towel to wipe away the tears, and once again Little Qin felt close to the female
The alien breathing and gentle movements of sex felt the same as on the dance floor.
He lost control of himself and at once threw his arms around his mother and pressed his hot mouth to her lips, and she was too unexpectedly
had, she had no ill intentions towards Xiao Qin at that time, and the age of the two could not possibly lead to the development of a lover’s relationship between the two.
She broke away from Xiao Qin’s arm to straighten her clothes and then hurriedly left.
Mother is more afraid of the public opinion in the unit, it was the eighties, extramarital affairs is a big crime, not to mention the
Not to mention two generations? Xiao Qin went off the deep end. He had strange feelings for his mother. Mother started avoiding Xiao Qin.
But where to hide? Soon the two traveled together to Hangzhou, the mother did not want to take Xiao Qin, but could not find the
to the right reason to reject the assistant.
The two men in the West Lake after cutting photography skills to the seafood city dinner, Xiao Qin is the Northeast people can drink, the mother of the amount of alcohol
Not a big one, and he drank a lot that day. Xiao Qin helped his staggering mother back to her hotel room, and Xiao Qin was just about to
away, the mother threw up all over the place, Xiao Qin rushed to help the mother to the bathroom to throw up all, and then make tea for her to wake up, and for the
Lying on the bed, his mother wiped her face and feet, she slept soundly, and Xiao Qin kept watch on the sofa, ready to tend to her.
It was late at night when the mother’s wine completely woke up, the floor lamp light is very dark, she did not see Xiao Qin in the sofa
Lying on the thought that he went back to his room, he took off his clothes, and when he took off his bra, the dozing Qin woke up, and he
Asked, “Are you okay, Mr. Lin?”
The sound startled her mother, and with a shudder her bra fell to the floor beside the bed, and she subconsciously looked down and reached for the
Going to pick it up, it happened that Xiao Qin also came over to help pick it up, and both of them were flabbergasted when their skin met. Mother’s bare
breasts right in front of Xiao Qin, he could no longer control it, and at once embraced his mother’s waist, kissing her wildly on the
Double breasted, alcohol does have the ability to cloud the mind.
Her mother felt so hot that she gave up resisting and lay down on her back, and Qin clumsily removed her white dress.
He didn’t know what to do after the panties, he had never touched a woman before and didn’t dare try anything on his majestic female superior, his mother laughed
up and decided to admit him.
She signaled Xiao Qin to undress and lie down side by side with herself, and took Xiao Qin’s hand and placed it on her breast, Xiao
Chin comprehended it and rubbed it gently over the breast, and his mother then led his hand from top to bottom, touching the female
Xiao Qin’s hands trembled as he triangulated, and his own manhood rose high.
The mother glimpsed it and, realizing that the time was right, upended a pillow under her hips and then graciously parted her double
legs ready to meet, but Xiao Qin still could not get the hang of it, the mother did not care about female reserve, she reached out with her right hand to hold the
She opened the pussy door with her left hand underneath her, and the yin and yang joined together. Then the mother held Xiao Qin waist and hip movement
Up.
Flustered, Xiao Qin quickly diarrhea, his mother gently scolded him.
Xiao Qin blushed.
After a while, his mother guided him again, as if they were climbing a mountain together, and they finally reached the top together.
Peak. Both of them were sweating a lot, the mother pushed Xiao Qin gently down her body, and Xiao Qin took the pillowcase for this to put her own
The lady who leads to fairyland wipes her sweat and wipes her body; he does not want his filth to taint the goddess in his heart. The mother was thrilled
They have never been treated like this by their own husbands, or by their lovers’ clerks; they have always been at the service of the men, who
Just know that when you’re done, you fall back to sleep.
IV. Father left mother
The emotional bond between the two generations had existed for two years and four months, and the mother, though somewhat reluctant to part with it, had a conscience of
Unwilling to delay the young man’s future, she recommended that Xiao Qin go abroad.
Mother’s affair with Xiao Qin had already caused some gossip, and some of Mother’s old coworkers had begun to
She glanced sideways at the men and women who liked to care about other people’s privacy pointing at Mr. Lin behind his back and secretly talking about the
This middle-aged female leader’s fling.
”Have you heard? Mr. Lin slept with a vice minister, and that old man used to work in S City.”
”Still screwing around at your age? Hi! I turned out to respect her.”
”Women are restless when they have a bit of poise, and she also has an illicit relationship with Xiao Qin from our institution.”
”What a scandal! Xiao Qin is still a young man, she even seduces children?”
”Xiao Qin can not help ah, she is the leader, Xiao Qin did not agree to be straightened out.”
Her mother’s career suffered as a result, and the winning of several national awards for architecture would have made her a member of the Riksdag.
The candidate she wanted to be the dean of the party, but the higher party committee did not pass. She was not disappointed, but continued to do her job, and she bi
After all, it’s still a deputy chief engineer with deputy departmental treatment.
1987 was a bad year for my mother, with bad luck coming one after another.
Shortly after Xiao Qin left, her father filed for divorce, which hit her mother hard.
It was not that my mother had no feelings for my father. During the Cultural Revolution, my mother was beaten because of her origins, and it was my father who protected her every day,
Comforting her, they were also considered a couple in distress. Father had sensed his mother’s affair many years ago, but he had
Bitter beyond words, the root of which was still in himself, who had always loved his mother and us children, the
So he chose to remain silent and bear the heavy cuckold.
In the spring of ’87 he received an offer from a private school in Shenzhen and resolved to break up with his mother, whose
Begging and crying didn’t work, and he didn’t expose his mother but quietly and firmly set off on the train south. Away from
At the time of the marriage, my father had just celebrated his 47th birthday and my mother was a middle-aged woman of 45.
My sister and I visited our father in Shenzhen in the 90’s, he was very happy that we had grown up and were still thinking of our mother
But he never came back to S to see it.
I was still in school in Beijing in ’87, and my sister rarely came home even when she was flying around in the sky. After the divorce my mother became even more
Lonely, without even someone to argue with, her neurasthenia became worse and she often had trouble sleeping all night long
. When she couldn’t sleep she got up and went to her studio to draw architectural sketches until dawn, or picked up “Dream of the Red Chamber,” “Anna
. Karenina revisits the lovemaking episodes within it as a way to fill the emotional void.
Xiao Qin has written to his mother from the U.S. He still misses the romantic time with her. Resting at home
When my mother often recalled the process of their relationship. Baiyangdian Lake, Huairou Mountain, Beidaihe Bathing Ground, and so on.
The scene appeared in the mother’s mind.
In July ’86, the two went to a meeting in Beidaihe, and after the meeting, they went to the beach to swim, and they were afraid that their colleagues at the meeting would see that
The two of them were related and left at noon to walk the long way to a deserted beach. This was a no-traveling area and there was no
The cabin where they changed clothes, the two of them then turned their backs and changed into their bathing suits.
My mother grew up loving the ocean and swimming, but after years of not swimming, she ran into the water screaming at the top of her lungs like a child
Xiao Qin was infected by his mother’s emotion and also ran into the center of the wave. The mother’s water is much better than Xiao Qin’s, and Xiao Qin he
We Northeasterners are good ice skaters, but mediocre swimmers.
The mother put down the frame of elders and leaders, completely changed her face, and engaged in the young people’s favorite pranks
drama, she teased Xiao Qin to her heart’s content with her skillful swimming technique, diving underneath Xiao Qin for a poke a little while and then leaving quickly, the
A moment later and unexpectedly appeared out of the head with a hand slap wave to hit Xiao Qin, Xiao Qin was confused.
The joy in the water made them both oblivious, and Xiao Qin cast aside his usual respectful attitude toward his mother, and in the water
chased and molested my mother like a little girl. The two became intimate in the water, when suddenly someone from the shore
On passed by, the mother pushed away Xiao Qin at once. The two went ashore to lie on the fine sand and sunbathe, their bathing suits on their bodies quickly
Dry, Xiao Qin rested well, sat up and looked at his mother lying on her back, her mother’s blue swimsuit tightly hooped the plump
The fit body, with all the female S-shaped curves on display, from the bulging breasts to the flat stomach until the
Slightly protruding female sanctuary.
Xiao Qin stared straight at it, and my mother blushed with shame and scolded, “What are you looking at? What are you looking at?
The!”
Xiao Qin flirted with her words, “Mr. Lin is really feminine! If I had been born 20 years earlier, you would have been mine.”
Mother’s heart was tingling as she listened to this. Xiao Qin interest again, he put his hand on the mother’s belly lightly
It slid gently, stopping at the base of her thighs, rubbing back and forth over the mound that contained the codes for reproductive reproduction
, his mother indulged his wantonness, enjoying the numbing electric feeling of comfort beneath her.
Not long after the two were excited, Xiao Qin took off his mother’s bathing suit, and all of a sudden the sun tanned black and red sexual
sensual body exposed, Xiao Qin was no longer the little chick who had never seen a woman before, he dragged his mother to the two
above the clothing, and himself went down and kissed his mother’s cheeks, his firm male pectoral muscles pressing against her breasts
, the mother felt the intensity of the man’s stimulation in the pressure and pain.
When a foreign object was pushed into her lower body, her mother let out an “ah, ah, ah,” and then felt the foreign object like a trapped animal in the
The mother felt a tremor in her body with each impact, and the frequency of the impacts became faster and faster, the mother
Kiss felt her soul coming out of her shell, as if she were on a cloud, and as the floodgates opened, the pleasure reached its peak.
, and then slowly fall to the ground afterward ……
After returning to the unit the mother resumed her lofty leadership posture, and Xiao Qin, as secretary to the chief engineer, carried a briefcase with the
I was behind her, always ready for orders, busy back and forth serving and assisting in my mother’s work life. Xiao Qin and Mother
The rumors of the ambiguous relationship were spreading, and after Xiao Qin left, people were saying that the relationship between the mother and the driver of the minivan was not normal.
This is pure nonsense. My mother retired her special car to avoid suspicion and took the bus to work every day.
v. mother and juhrai
After the divorce, many people tried to introduce my mother to a new companion, and my mother’s age was the most awkward, with the same age
Single men are in demand, and they target single women in their 30s, some of whom are still out of the closet.
of old girls. Middle-aged women like my mother who are around 45 years old can only look for older men in their fifties and above.
But my mother couldn’t take a liking to an old and decrepit man. There are some middle-aged people who have family problems or wives who are frigid.
She was a young, but aristocratic woman with a distinctive intellectual personality, and she had a strong sense of humor and a sense of humor.
of civilized speech and conduct, and was in unabated and good health.
A government official had made a pass at her, but she didn’t want to be a third party, and she didn’t want to be used as a sex object.
Tool, she felt that the man was thinking exactly that. She was looking for a place to call home, and it was hopelessly hard to find it for thousands of miles.
On the National Day of ’87, my mother met a military chief at a CPPCC meeting, who was the head of a unit of the Beijing Military Region stationed in Hebei.
A division commander, he has been widowed for many years, 49 years old, 1 meter 87, broad waisted very powerful. His
Thick eyebrows and beard especially like the old sailor Zhu Helai in the book “How Steel is Made”, this Paul’s
The Revolutionary Leader made a deep impression on her mother.
China Zhu Helai had studied at the Higher Military Academy, and had not only the rugged and courageous character of a man, but also the
With his literati-like breadth of knowledge, he instantly captivated his mother’s mind. Of course the mother was more concerned not
It’s all this. I heard he’s good with women. He waited at his wife’s bedside for a whole year after she got cancer.
Zhu Helai began to pursue my mother, he knows how to please women, my mother is very shrewd, but love
A woman in love has a lowered IQ, and my mother soon became familiar with him, and had already made up her mind to marry Zhu Helai.
The preparation.
When Christmas ’87 came, Juhlai invited his mother to his house, and she dressed up carefully, wearing a
On went the thin-legged navy jeans that young people love to wear, and paired them with high-waisted women’s boots.
Zhu Helai’s home in the army compound, is a small two-story building with a single door and courtyard, in the afternoon the mother came, Zhu Helai
My mother was treated with great hospitality, and the two of them talked so much that, without realizing it, at ten o’clock in the evening, my mother wanted to take her leave.
Zhu Helai hurriedly discouraged: “The children have gone to Beijing to play, just the two of us, it’s so late, and it’s snowing, don’t
Go back, it’s settled between the two of us anyway.”
The mother understood what Zhu Helai meant and she explained, “I don’t want to be casual, you have to marry in name only.”
Zhu Helai immediately stated, “Good! Good! We’re not young anymore, I want to develop a relationship quickly. You stay here.
Come on, let’s talk all night, shall we?”
The mother laughed and shook her head, then got up to get her coat to go.
Zhu Helai tugged at his mother and begged, “Lin Jun, give me face and stay!”
My mother hesitated from side to side, and when Juhlai saw her faltering, he went on the offensive, and in one fell swoop he took my
My mother was carrying her under armpits and striding up the stairs. My mother had an athlete’s physique of 172 centimeters, which was more than the average woman’s. She was a very good athlete.
She’s so tall that an ordinary man would be in awe of my mother’s appearance, let alone her ability to carry her.
But my mother was as immobile under Juhlai’s armpits as a deer hunted by an African lion, and she cried out, “Let go!
I’ll come down, I’ll stay, I’ll stay.”
Zhu Helai put her down, and the mother stretched her sash and lifted her own feet up the stairs, and Zhu Helai followed, and saw the cow
tightly stretched round ass in his jeans, could not resist going up and squeezing it, and his mother was a little displeased at his frivolous
But soon forgotten.
Mother knew what Joo Hyuk Lai had asked her to stay for, but the beer was too much, and she was afraid that after a while she would make out
When it was too embarrassing to facilitate, she went to the bathroom in advance. She removed her makeup first, and when she relieved herself, it suddenly occurred to her that she hadn’t showered in two days
After all, it’s the first time I’ve made out with Joo Hyuk Lai, will there be any urine odor left in my lower body? Don’t let him underestimate himself.
Joo Hyuk Lae couldn’t wait to barge in and ask, “I say, Lin Jun, what are you dawdling about?”
The mother offered to take a bath first, and Zhu He Lai said, “What’s wrong with people smelling a little sweaty? I like smelling your sweat.
It’s the smell of women’s perfume that I find choking.”
Juhlai made the bed and suggested that both of them undress and go to bed; the mother undressed hesitantly, and Juhlai was cleaned up, seeing the
Mother still dawdled, and without saying a word came over and helped her take off all her clothes in a few tries. The room was cold in the winter, and mother and
Juhrai shivered and got under the large double down comforter. The mother’s heart was beating hard, as if a woman about to have her first night of
Girls.
Juhrai leaned over and pressed his hairy chest against his mother, experienced in dealing with women, and with that large hand he
Holding his mother’s waist and hips, he began to kiss her passionately from light to heavy, and she was so mesmerized by her kisses that he kissed the woman
Simply more experienced than the French, Juhrai next took his mother’s nipple in his mouth while putting his big hand on the
Rubbing his mother’s panties with the intention of provoking her sexually.
Mother then realized that she did not know Zhu Helai, Zhu Helai is not as stable and thick as she originally thought.
Dao, he was simply an old hand at rattling women, and her mother was a little worried about the future, but at the moment she could not help herself.
Feeling in his hand that his mother’s panties were already slightly damp, Zhu Helai pulled them down smoothly and put his
The thick right thigh straddled up and quickly and skillfully occupied the female’s private place. Juhrai was able to accurately
Judging the mother’s sensations and readily adjusting the strength and amplitude of the intercourse. The rhythm of the two was largely synchronized, and the mother felt
to a pleasure that had never been experienced before.
It only happened once during the night, but it was the longest and most effective one that Mother had ever experienced, and the two of them
Both had a good time. Both middle-aged and not as physically fit as when they were younger, they were tired and soon both went to sleep
. Mother slept so soundly for the first time in months.
VI. Mother’s nightmare from hell
After Christmas, New Year’s Day 1988 came, and on New Year’s Day my mother came to Juhlai’s house again by car, and they had an appointment.
I’m going to meet him at 4:00 today to discuss the marriage. But when I got to his house at 4:00 p.m., Chu Hyuk Lai wasn’t there.
, there were only three boys at home, and the three let their mother into the living room, where they introduced themselves as Juhlai’s children.
Zhu Helai has two biological sons, the eldest son, nicknamed Dawa, is in his early 20s and is a demobilized member of the Navy’s submarine force.
Soldier, now home waiting for the local allocation of work, listening to Zhu He Lai wants to get his son into the Bank of China to do. Second son’s nickname
Little Eva, 16 years old, doesn’t want to go to school and is preparing for the internal recruitment of the army. The other boy’s name is Dongdong, 17.
He is the adopted son of Zhu Helai, who grew up without a mother. His biological father was an old subordinate of Zhu Helai, who fought in the Sino-Vietnamese border war.
He was killed in the fight, and Juhlai adopted him.
Dawa, like his father, appeared very handsome with his large eyes and high nose, but his mother noticed that there were occasional flashes in his gaze of
Out of the vaguely thievish air, Xiao Wa and Dong Dong had not yet begun to grow whiskers on their mouths, and still looked like two children whose milky odor had not yet subsided.
Dawa said, “Auntie, my father has something to go out for a while, so I’ll let you wait for a while.” , and then went off with two other
The man went upstairs.
The mother waited for more than two hours, but there was no sign of Juhlai, and it was already time for supper, and she
Somewhat anxious and planning to go back.
The three men came down from upstairs, and Dawa said, “Auntie, you’ve come so easily, don’t be too busy to leave, Dad is surely
You’ll be back soon. I’ve got a new Hong Kong romance tape here. It’s an internal movie. You can’t see it from outside. Sit down.
Join us as we watch and wait.”
My mother was going to wait another half hour, and Dawa played the tape in the then-fashionable Japanese Toshiba VCR
The movie is not a romance, it’s all about disgusting carnal sex scenes between men and women, so it’s a pornographic movie.
The mother was so uncomfortable that she stood up and said, “I’m not going to wait, and I urge you not to look at this kind of thing either.”
The mother took a step to leave, Dawa panicked and stopped: “Auntie don’t go, what a wonderful movie, don’t you like it?
? – Yes. This is specifically for you to see. Our brothers got tired of seeing it a long time ago.”
Mother felt something was wrong and pushed him away intending to leave quickly.
Dawa made a wink, three people surrounded the mother, Dawa showed a colorful gaze at the mother: “A
Auntie, I’ll tell you honestly, Master won’t be coming back, he suddenly received orders from Beijing and took a plane to Beijing
I left you a note too late. The three of us are too lonely for the holidays. We want you to play with us.
would, and so lied to you.”
Mother said, “It’s better for you to play by yourselves, I can neither drink nor play mahjong, so how can I play with you
Play? I have to go first.”
Dawa continued to pester, “Christmas you accompanied the old man to play all night, when I do not know? We were at the old man’s
A monitor was secretly installed in the chandelier above the bed, and the video activates at the first sign of movement in the room. We’re back.
I’ve seen enough. I didn’t realize that you’re still so good in bed at your age, Auntie. The old man is happy! You too.
The three of us brothers have fun! We haven’t played with a woman yet.”
The mother was deeply shocked by the degradation of the high cadre’s children, and she scolded, “Such shamelessness and nastiness at such a young age!”
Dawa droned, “Hurry up and do it if you want to play with a slut!” He said, “Let’s do it!
The mother was simply furious, and she slapped Dawa hard, and her mother, who liked sports, was tall and big, and she was very happy with the
There was nothing wrong with paying one villain, but it was really hard to stand up to three villains.
They pressed my mother onto the couch, and she looked at the situation and screamed, “Let me go now, I’m
I’m going to be your stepmother, and I’ll see what your father does when he comes back!”
Dawa laughed loudly, “Stepmother? We have a lot of stepmothers! There’s a woman from the communications company in the Beijing military district.
The company commander is also considered our stepmother, and the old man has been good for two years, he is only in his 30s, how can you compare?
There are several more right here in S!”
The mother was shocked, “You’re nuts!”
Dawa smiled lewdly, “It’s very competitive to be my stepmother! Auntie, if you let me have a good time, I’ll be sure to give Master
Son bails you out as a stepmother.”
Mother’s anger filled her mouth, “Bah! Beast! Let me go!”
Dawa screamed, “What are you waiting for? It’s so easy to get to the door! Let’s touch the woman first.”
The three villains scrambled to put their hands into the waist of my mother’s pants and touch them curiously, as she struggled to
Xiao Wa exclaimed, “Brother, this aunt is just like in the movie, her crotch is full of hair!”
”Crap! Touch enough to carry upstairs and play, it’s not convenient.”
My mother was kidnapped by the villainous young man and taken to an upstairs bedroom.
The three villains quickly stripped my mother of all her clothes and pressed her naked on the bed, and my mother, in desperation
Ground screaming and struggling for her life, her arms touching as she clutched her hands over her lower body. One man held down my mother’s
upper body and arms, and the other pulled one of my mother’s legs to either side with such force that she could no longer defend herself, the
The female organ is exposed to Dawa.
Dawa was the first to come in and ravage my mother, his eyes closed as he jerked his body like he had malaria.
The last thing I did was to release them with a tight frown as if they were defecating, and then one after the other, not enough to make them adults!
The two hairy children also followed my older brother’s move to straddle my mother.
My mother was thus raped by the villainous young man in turn, and the brutal gang-rape lasted until late at night, when my mother’s voice was muffled with shouting
, tears cried dry, lower body gradually lost consciousness, body filled with dirty male mucus. Three evil young men play enough
up, no longer able to continue their scandalous behavior.
Dahu said nastily, “It’s so comfortable! I thought that only a little girl would be good, but I didn’t realize that playing with an old woman would be good for me.
So addictive. No wonder the old man is so obsessed.” He then said to my mother, “Auntie, go away, let’s
Drilling holes is very comfortable, one day you have time to play with us again, but listen carefully, if you dare to report to the police, I will take the
A videotape of your bare ass ripped into a picture and distributed everywhere so you can’t be seen. Stop crying. What’s the big deal?
The, you’re not a virgin, whoever inserts it is not inserting it.”
My mother stumbled home in her hair, she went straight to the bathroom and turned on the cage to rinse out the water.
Traces of guilt, over and over again. She had had many unpleasant things in her life, but never had she been subjected to a
So abused, she even moved to lighten her life.
When morning came, her vulva still burning, she took a painkiller and sat motionless in bed.
The next day my sister came home stunned, my mother, who was never sick, had fallen ill, and she rushed to get medical help.
Asked for medicine, took good care of his mother, and took a long vacation for her at the design institute.
Soon I returned from winter vacation and realized that my mother was suffering from an illness.
I asked my mother what was wrong with her and she was silent.
My sister quietly pulled me into another room and said to me with a sobbing voice, “Mom let a few hooligans give her a turn.
Riot.”
I couldn’t believe my ears when I heard. My sister told me about what happened to my mother and about the former
Two days Joo Hyuk came by, he apologized to his mother, destroyed the tape in front of her, and Joo Hyuk came for most of the day
Softly, my mother said only one word, “Get out.”
I was almost mad when I heard this and said to my sister, “Why don’t you sue them?”
My sister said, “I don’t need you to tell me. If I wanted to sue, I would have done it long ago, I wouldn’t have waited for you to come back. The videotape can be copied.
, and who knows if those assholes will.”
I said, “We can’t let them get away with this, I’m going to kill them. This bunch of high-ranking cadres are relying on their fathers’ power to shi
I’m definitely not going to be able to swallow this.”
My sister said in a panic, “Mom was afraid that you would be so anxious that you would kill someone with a knife, so she didn’t dare to tell you. It’s better to think of something else
Way to go.”
I thought of the triads. I could use money to buy fighters to take revenge. I didn’t consult with my sister and came to Juhu beforehand.
I picked a better home, then took 100,000 yuan to Tianjin, where one of my elementary school classmates runs a nightclub.
I did him a favor and he agreed to help me find him. I paid a deposit and left my address, but I asked him not to kill anyone.
The first day of the month is the 15th day of the first month of the year.
My mother had not yet recovered from the Spring Festival, and her mental state was not good, so there was no festive atmosphere in our house. In order to
Giving them both a wide berth, I inadvertently blurted out about hiring a hitter, and my mother, anxious, ordered me to retract my black trade, which I
Lying about not being able to retrieve it.
Two days later the mother thought about it and took out the panties she wore the day of the accident, which had the sperm stains of the evil young man on them, and she kissed the
Since I went to the Public Security Bureau to report the case, I did not expect that the villains have been arrested, it turned out that Dahu and other people spoiled my mother
After that, I got even more courageous and went so far as to gang-rape the neighbor’s girl again. I hurriedly called my classmates to tell them that the plan was to take
Eliminate! But 20,000 dollars in cash could not be recovered. The mother has been at home for three months and has fully recovered both mentally and physically.
VII. The Love of Lawrence
I finally graduated that year and returned to my mother to work as an attorney in S. City.
Mother has been working for six months now, trying to forget her pain, devoting herself to her work, and completing another S. City State
Design work for the Inter Grand Hotel.
My mother was a lady of the house, an ugly duckling when she was a child, but she became more and more beautiful as an adult, with a taller body
large and robust, with a head of beautiful black hair, large, clear, penetrating eyes, and a plump, tightly pursed lip
No matter who it is no matter how old the man is he can have a profound crush on my mother.
In September 1988 mother celebrated her 46th birthday.
After breaking up with Joo Hyuk Lai, my mother didn’t plan to find another partner, and to be honest, she really didn’t get along with my mother.
Matching middle-aged single men. Famous foreign author Lawrence has created a series of erotic novels, two of which are both
is a depiction of the life and intellectual activities of the Oedipal youth, and is said to be his autobiographical novel, which he himself had for many years written for the
Oedipal and agonizing. His novels were once banned, but now they’re unbanned and world famous. I’ve read it.
his work and felt that his mental activity was the same as mine.
In other words, I also had a deep Oedipal complex, and my mother’s extramarital love affair did not damage her in my mind.
Instead, I thought my mother was as honorable and sexy as a goddess in Greek mythology. I started in high school that
I began to feel differently about my mother in 2007, when I was under great pressure to get into school, and when I couldn’t support myself any longer, my mother pressed
I was tired enough to run two thousand meters every day in the morning, and my mother, who had a very good foundation in sports, was so impressed with my performance
It’s very unsatisfactory, and I’m told to run after her.
Her mother ran briskly, the bulge in her sweatshirt jumping up and down with each step, like a pregnant woman.
Carrying two fawns in her. I suddenly realized that she was not only a mother, but also of a different gender than me, and whenever I thought about
My heart raced when I lifted her breasts. After college I read the works of Floyd and Lawrence and realized that
This is part of the Oedipal mindset.
On the National Day of ’88, my mother prepared a good meal, I brought back a bottle of Wuliangye, and we celebrated the holiday together.
Day. Mother remembered her father who was far away in Shenzhen, and remembered that it was also this day last year that she met Zhu Helai, and her mind
It was very messy, and she drank a lot of wine to drown her sorrows, and half a bottle of wine just passed her mother’s lips and she was drunk.
I hurriedly assisted my mother to the bed. Her low-necked shirt revealed a jade neck and half of her breasts, which I
As if seeing the Greek goddess Venus, I couldn’t hold myself back and gently undid the only two buttons of my mother’s blouse.
, and went to pull the suspenders of her black bra again, inadvertently startling her. She woke up and guessed my motives at once.
Looking at me angrily, he hit me hard a few times and whisked me out of the room.
I went back to my room and still couldn’t forget what I had just seen, so I couldn’t help myself and took a load from the washing machine.
out her mother’s still unwashed panties, sniffing hard at the smell of the pale yellow marks on them, and then wrapping her penis hand around it
Kinky.
My mother soon discovered my masturbatory behavior, and, understanding the cravings of a youthful man, she did not accuse me of
Just planning to find me a date soon. In fact, how could my mother not feel bitter? Her menopause syndrome.
Offended, a little grumpy, yells at me from time to time for little things, the doctor gave her some estrogen medication
But this further triggered her physical needs. She was always tossing and turning in bed at night.
Soon Christmas Eve came, and it was twelve o’clock when my mother couldn’t sleep and was rambling, and she remembered that Zhu Helai was in the
marvelous feeling that Christmas had created for her last year, but she soon began to reproach herself for the loose belt of her pants, and if the
Have some self-respect and don’t stay and spend the night with Joo Hyuk Lai, and maybe you won’t have to suffer through that hellish ordeal.
She got chagrined and went to the living room to watch TV in just her velvet pajamas to distract her thoughts. She objected to my smoking that
This time, however, he lit up a fine lady’s menthol cigarette given to him by a friend in Hong Kong and smoked it.
I saw the light on in the parlor, so I got up and went into the parlor to see why my mother was depressed, and sat
At her side trying to keep her company and cheer her up, my mother leaned her body against my shoulder, a ripe motherly
The breath soaked through my joints, and I felt again the inexplicable agitation in my heart to embrace my mother’s waist, and she keenly
Sensibly dodging, she did not strike me, but said softly but sternly, “My child, your thoughts are too dangerous for this
It will affect your future, don’t think bad thoughts about your mom, it’s a crime.”
I never dared to contradict my mother, and at this moment boldly retorted, “Lawrence said that mothers are boys in the
The best mentor in male love. I just can’t get over mom, not to mention you need the comfort of a man.”
”No big deal.” Mother showed another huff and stood up to go to her room.
The next day I was suddenly taken ill with a high fever, perhaps because I had gone out into the parlor the night before and sat in my shorts only for half a
I caught a cold when I was an hour old. My mother was very anxious, and did not move an inch to take care of me, and at night I could not get out of bed with a headache, the
Fearing that my cold would turn into pneumonia, my mother laid down beside me so she could watch over me during the night.
I felt my mother’s warm, soft body beside me in a daze and woke up a little. My mother was tiredly
Snoozing, I pulled back the band of her nightgown and buried my head deep between my mother’s breasts, who woke up with a
Perhaps in pity, I did not blame and condoned my insolence. I rubbed my face against the peaks of my mother’s breasts and gained another inch
up and reached his hand down.
My mother stopped my advance with a start.
My hand insisted on moving forward and my mother spoke, “Not now, you’re still sick, don’t be ridiculous!”
I obediently retracted my hand happily falling asleep.
On the evening of December 31, 1988, my sister was in the United States, and again my mother and I were at home getting ready to meet the
New Year’s bells.
The two of us danced the three-step to the tune of “The Blue Danube” from the Chinese New Year concert.
The wine reddened the face of my inexperienced mother, who responded cheerfully to my dance, and I suddenly
My heart surged again when I realized that my mother’s high breasts were shaking violently even as I rotated them. I was conscious of
The ground closed with my mother, my chest rubbing against those high breasts as I rotated.
My mother, not realizing that I was doing this on purpose, ignored it as I moved my right hand down from my mother’s waist on the
of her plump buttocks were stroked frivolously. Now my mother could see that I was up to no good and she stopped to glare at me. I used the
Arms wrapped tightly around his mother and wouldn’t let go, his mouth kissing at her neck.
She shouted, “How dare you bully mommy?”
I said, “The day I got sick, you promised.”
”I didn’t.”
I don’t care about her defense, I slipped my hand down the back of her suit skirt to scratch the thick flesh of her ass as I
It was surprisingly powerful that day, and her face reddened even more, but she could not break away, and seemed to recognize the
”Okay! All right! Let’s go to the bedroom and reward you once for being so sick, under no
As an example.”
She was too embarrassed to let me help and insisted on taking it off herself. She slowly removed her dress while I watched. Mother
She is a woman of 46, still tender, but by no means weak, with a face that would be considered high in a crowd of women.
of a fit body. Her bladders and arms were round and strong, she had thick, sturdy calves with wide, broad footplates, the
This is a result of her cool love of playing and swimming when she was younger.
Her pink panty-wrapped buttocks were fat and round, and the pants she wore were often stretched tight enough to make the
One secretly feared when it might suddenly be torn; the breasts, which had nursed two children, still towered, filling the
Flexibility.
My mother got under the covers and I stripped down to my skivvies and pulled back her covers to get in. I had never been with a woman before.
I’ve never even seen a real woman naked. But I’m a law student, and when I was studying “marriage law” I
Having seriously delved into human sexuality, the knowledge abstracted from formal readings was limited, and I borrowed underground from my classmates
I read the books and magazines carefully, and thought seriously about the sexual psychology and physiological characteristics of women, so although it was the first time I came into contact with women
I’m still confident.
I was lying on my back and stretched my head to kiss my mother, who was so ashamed that she turned her face away, and probably still had thoughts of
Trying to wrap up, unable to get into position. I held my mother’s head down with both hands so she couldn’t duck and wrapped my mouth around her
Hot lips, kissing to your heart’s content. I know that women’s sexual response is later than men’s, not to mention that a middle-aged woman like my mother
, must be prepared for her or there won’t be a next chance if she’s not satisfied.
I slipped my hand into her boxers and once again my mother was as shy as a virgin. I know.
I’m sure she didn’t look so miserable when she made love to Xiao Qin, because she couldn’t let go in front of her son.
Under the dignity of motherhood.
Juhrai had rubbed her private parts, too, and that was what she looked forward to, but she could not at the moment, under any circumstances, allow the
The education she had received and her beliefs that she could not bear to have her son’s hand exploring her own mother’s pussy were too much for her to bear.
suffer. Without hesitation, she pulled my hand out and clamped her legs together, “Don’t touch there, mom feels too disgusting in her heart
up.”
I would not listen at such a time, and I firmly spread my mother’s legs with my legs and once again put my hand
into that fragrant meadow, wandering over the uneven mound, strolling over the long furrow. Mother struggled slightly
A few strokes and I was at my mercy. As I tickled, my mother’s breasts stiffened even more, her cheeks were completely covered with flushed
I don’t know if it’s shame? Excited? Or is it the alcohol?
My hand in my boxers felt it become wet like a rainy prairie, and I deliberately
He took his hand out to his nose and smelled it, a mixture of women’s leukorrhea and arousal vaginal secretions.
The sour and fishy smell. I was already “aroused”, so I eagerly rolled over and sat up, peeling off my mother’s little underwear.
pants, pulling her thighs as far apart as possible to the sides, then kneeling between her legs, carefully pondering and tweaking her
Genitals.
Although the mother was still unable to face the reality that her son was raping her, her eyes were closed and her head was turned sideways, looking very reserved.
, refused to initiate collaboration with me, but was no longer resisting my actions, and it appeared that her defenses of sanity had been broken down by me. I
After stroking enough of his mother’s thick, fertile sanctuary, he pushed aside the dense black bush, chose the right angle and pushed up the male
The weapon poked into the hidden deep valley, and immediately felt the hot and humid environment inside my mother’s body like a tropical rainforest, like a huge
The hand, however, wore a small, cotton glove-like, which accommodated the fingers while restraining the obstruction of their access.
The man-root, long pampered in the crotch of my pants, was much more delicate than my fingers, and was very sensitive to constraints and obstacles, I felt
to a pleasure that masturbation could not mimic. I rammed violently back and forth inside my mother, once, twice, dozens of
I couldn’t control it after I ejaculated like a flood from a dike.
”It’s no wonder they say that a hero can’t be a hero! It’s true, Mom. I finally got a taste of womanhood in you.
What a taste!” -I recalled the pleasure I had just experienced.
”I gave birth to you and raised you so that you could taste what I am like? What did you just say, and you call me a beauty
, Outrageous, what kind of son teases his mother with such words?” -Mother was not too happy.
Mother was upset, partly because I had conquered her in bed and made her lose her mother in front of her son
The natural dignity of the woman. On the other hand it was because she was demoralized that she hadn’t had all the fun, and I was, after all, a first timer and had no way of mastering the
Rhythm, realizing that getting on point with a middle-aged woman is no easy task. In order to please her, I aggressively used the defense
Raw paper on my mother’s lower back to wipe away the white pollution I left behind.
After a week, it was 1989 AD.
One night in January, I used rogue tactics to get my mother into bed again, still with less success.
I rolled off the floor chagrined after doing my business on my mother, and it seemed that sex was something that could not be theorized alone, but also
Gotta rely on experience. But better than the day before, mother had been able to shake off the heavy weight of morality weighing her down, and she
I was able to face my conquest of her with openness, and was no longer so condescendingly reserved with me. After a while I did not
Willingly, I had to climb on top of my mother, who stopped me, she wanted to try it herself.
We lay on our sides facing each other as I rubbed my mother’s nipples and stroked her thighs and buttocks in the
Moaning, my mother’s reaction had come, her mouth open and gasping for air, droplets of sweat showing on the tip of her nose, but there was no way to help the fact that I had just
It hadn’t been long since he’d done it, and the smell of mating males in the air hadn’t dissipated yet, and the man-root had made a mistake.
The boy who was as shy and limp as a boy who always refused to flourish and grow between my legs.
My mother took the baton and held me in her big soft hands as she had done when I was a child and bathed me in the
The male root was kneaded and kneaded like dough, and in a moment the little thing gained some hardness, and my mother lifted her left thigh up and rested on my
over her belly to signal me to enter, a gesture that looked a little sinister, where the mother’s movements and eager eyes still
Like the usually learned and serious Lin, more like a passionate mistress, it seems that she has now forgotten the
Remember I’m her son.
Inexperienced as I was, I wasn’t too familiar with the female anatomy, and I couldn’t really find my way around lying like that. Mother.
Simply wrapping it up, she straddled me and introduced the male root inside with her hand, then twisted it up and down and around
The man-root jiggled merrily with it as she moved her hips, and the electric sensation came over her in bursts as her mother responded to her own personal needs.
To control the progress and the situation at times soothingly, at times sharply, at times haltingly, she fully enjoyed my body
Giving her that thrill and occasionally letting out a slight moan.
Originally, when I was on top, whenever I thought that it was my own mother I was playing with underneath me, I had a feeling that I couldn’t do right by her.
I felt guilty about being raped and toyed with by my mother, but at the moment I felt like I was being raped and toyed with by my mother, so it was good that the two were even.
And I no longer feel guilty about it. Our secret relationship between my mother and I developed in such a way that we had to have two or three nights a month
On a shared love affair.
In 1993, Mother was 51 years old.
One day, when I came home from work, my mother was moping around cleaning up her room, and she ignored me even when I tried to cheer her up.
. Had I offended my mother somewhere, I asked her after dinner.
”It’s nothing to do with you. It’s me who’s upset.” -Mother replied
”Why?” I asked.
”I’m not a woman anymore.” Mother said sadly
”What? Are you kidding me? Can you just turn into a man?” I wondered.
”Really, I’m completely menopausal.” She explained.
”Hi! Well, isn’t that better? That thing has been torturing you for decades, it’s time to leave.” I said.
”You’re not female and can’t understand that only childbearing is a fundamental sign of femininity.” She still insists
”Then let’s both of us prove to God tonight that you are still a woman.” I said.
In the evening I planned to share a room with my mother in order to comfort her. After dinner I poured my mother a large glass of red wine
, trying to use alcohol to increase her circulation and stimulate her nerves to be excited for the night. Mother.
A little turned on from the wine, I dragged her to my bedroom. Piece by piece, I undressed her, and she no longer looked like 88
As shy as the year was, she let me strip her naked.
Mother demanded, “I’m going to relieve myself first, people are old and have a lot on their plate.”
I said with concern, “It’s cold, don’t go to the bathroom when you’re so naked, be careful of catching a cold!”
I took out the small washbasin that I had brought with me when I went out on a case, and my mother squatted down and peed.
I went up to carry my mother to my bed with great effort just after I had finished spreading, it was so heavy, and my mother was gradually getting fat. I crossed my legs.
Sitting on the bed and taking my mother in my arms, so that her head was resting on my shoulder, I was going to slowly shrine her as she
Already a woman in her late teens moving toward old age, reactions are slower than in previous years.
I observed my mother, and I could no longer find any trace of youth in her; her forehead was vaguely wrinkled.
Her waist was thicker than before, her breasts were bigger, but they became so heavy that the bra was squeezed out of shape.
, and the hips and thighs have fattened up more, and the belly has bulged out, with the flab of the abdomen in folds. As a youth, he loved to transport
Moving people tend to gain weight in their older years seems to say the right thing.
In my opinion, a thin woman in clothes is beautiful, but when she’s naked, she’s more plump.
Sexy, my mother’s current fleshy appearance stimulates my desire even more. This was the year when my mother no longer looked like Venus
and a bit like Mary holding the Holy Child in a Western painting. My mother snuggled obediently like a big white cat into the
In my arms, I teased her with both words and gestures to make her as aroused as possible.
We’ve gotten to the point where we’re so in tune with each other that we’re no longer bound by the rules of seniority, and I’m able to pick on her with abandon.
Teasing my mother. I cupped her breasts and belly in my hands and teased her, “Mom you really look like a big fat cat now
, I’m having more fun playing you now than I did in years past.”
My mother knew it was flirtatious talk and wasn’t offended. I continued to tease my mother, pinching at her fat ass and
Stroking back and forth across her thighs. After a couple of minutes the mother’s eyes had radiated with light, her large slightly sagging breasts
Shrugged up again. I set her down and began kissing her all over, from her neck, to her breasts, to her stomach and then to the roots of her thighs and
Hips. Finally I licked and kissed her external genitals with my mouth.
I lay down between her legs, my head pressed up, and I realized that my mother’s body turned from white to dark here, the dark bush
There were even beads of his mother’s urine still hanging on it, glistening in the light, and a bashful odor mixed with the sour smell of female pussy entered the
up my nostrils, and not only do I not resent it, I even love the smell, which also stimulates my nerve cells.
My tongue rubbed against the dark gray labia, which swelled at the friction of my tongue. Mother’s breathing became rapid
Prompted, and the clitoris reacted. I had been playing back and forth for over half an hour when I finally had to enter, the man-root inside like a
The Monkey King rolled around as arbitrarily as he had entered the belly of the Iron Fan Princess, kicking and punching at the door of the womb, and the mother knew that the
As she realized that her vagina was no longer as tight as a girl’s, she clenched her legs harder to cooperate with me, causing me to gradually climb up to the level of lust.
The peak of hope. The mother also moaned and savored the feminine sensation of being on a drunken cloud.
”Big Cat, are you comfortable tonight?” I asked
”Wonderful~” the mother was relieved.
The next day, my sister came back.
Two years ago, I told her the secret between mother and son. She was incredulous: “Really? You two have the audacity to
The son is too big. Mom is really too big. She doesn’t go to her old partner, but she has sex with her own son. Brother, you’re not right either. No.
Go after the girl and fall on top of your mom to release your lust.”
I immediately countered, “We two just need each other, or mother and son love, not husband and wife love, what’s the
Scary?”
My sister was helpless, “Fine! Anyway, the raw rice is already cooked. It’s useless to say anything. Even if you’re helping mom.
Mom offers sex, I guess, and she does need it.”
This time my sister came back from the airport just to introduce me to someone.
”Sister Feng in our group is three years older than you and doesn’t have a boyfriend yet, our jobs are unstable and it’s hard to find a match
. She saw you last time and was impressed.”
”You don’t have to introduce me to anyone. It’s not that I can’t find a girl, it’s just that when I’m gone, my mom has no one to take care of her.”
”That doesn’t contradict taking care of mom, you’re a bit of an oedipal. Find someone older than you who can take care of it like a mom would
You’ve been there all your life, how wonderful.”
Soon I fell in love and married Feng.
Fung flies around as much as my sister and is away from home half the year.
On days when my daughter-in-law is not at home, I go to my mother’s place to start a meal and stay with her in the evenings
that still allowed my mother to enjoy the pleasures of humanity. My adulterous relationship with my mother lasted ten years, and by 1999
The year was over. In that year, my mother was 56 years old.
During this time I had a child of my own. It’s a boy, quite naughty, and I’ve been treating my daughter-in-law since I’ve had the baby, the
That is, Sister Feng is particularly considerate, she called me a model husband, in fact, I learned my lesson from my mother, to
A daughter-in-law is no good, she either goes to a lover or she may have an illicit relationship with her own son.
I toyed with my mother for ten years, but I don’t want my son to toy with me someday.
In ’99, Feng was transferred from the flight team to the Civil Aviation Hotel, and she no longer traveled. She was really like my mom.
Mom disciplined me as much as I did, watching me very closely every day, even strictly controlling the time I came home from work. I didn’t.
Having the opportunity to spend the night away from home certainly didn’t give me the chance to be intimate with my mother. My mother, for the sake of my happiness, took the initiative to terminate
This aberrant relationship. But the three of us would still visit our mother on weekends.
VIII. Epilogue
During those years with my mother, I found that I was always in a bad mood on New Year’s Day night each year, and resolutely refused to
Never making love on this day, she told me that her mother was so traumatized by the annual dollar event that she might be like this for the rest of her life.
In 1994, I overheard at the firm that Dawa, the executioner of my mother’s gang rape, had been arrested by his father, Juhu.
He was released through the back door, and soon after his release, he killed a 20-year-old girl in Hunan.
But he wasn’t convicted because there was no evidence. I volunteered to fight for the girl’s family free of charge, and I traveled four times to the south of the country for
After exhausting the search for evidence, strong physical and human evidence was finally found, and Dawa was sentenced to death. Hunan sister’s father
Mother thanked me profusely, how could they know about my blood feud with Dawa.
Before Dawa’s execution I went to the prison specifically to see what kind of a man he really was. When he saw me, he exclaimed
Yelling, “I have no grudge against you, why do you want to put me to death?!”
”The enmity between the two of us is too deep, and I am the son of that Engineer Lin you mutilated.”
”So it is. Actually, I can’t be blamed for all of it, who told her to be so slutty when she slept with my father. What man would look
And after that you don’t move? I’ve had the honor of playing with such a slutty old bitch, it’s worth dying for.”
I was going to punch him. The bailiff stopped me.
I told my mother the happy news to ease the hidden pain in her heart.
My mother, who will turn 60 this year, has resigned from her position as vice president but remains a member of the Chinese People’s Political Consultative Conference (CPPCC)
and technical advisor to the provincial construction department, so she was still very busy. When Feng and I took the kids to see her, we found that the
My mother’s old age has increased, and many gray hairs have been added to her temples. I was worried about how she would spend her old age without company.
What about the year?
I came back late from a social engagement one day earlier, and Sister Feng handed me a letter from my father.
He missed his grandchildren and was concerned about how his mother was doing. I was struck by the idea of whether I could get the two of them remarried. Thinking about it.
I was so happy that I couldn’t sleep and went out on the balcony to think of countermeasures to get my parents remarried, and I planned to go to the deep as soon as possible
A trip to Shenzhen.
I was reminded again of my mother’s life path, which is almost like a romantic love poem that brings back memories.
(final)