Chapter 2

You are so beautiful, many people must like you, why...

Why am I still a virgin?

Um……

If a woman is beautiful, she is destined to be fucked by a man early, right?

That's not what I mean.

Actually, that's what I mean.

A woman is not just a woman, but also a man’s prey.

If my mother looked like the Tibetan mastiff next door, I don’t think she would be the target of the Mediterranean.

Of course, some people say this is a slut theory, and if you wear sexy clothes, you deserve to be raped or something.

I'm not justified, I'm talking about facts.

It's a probability.

yes

desire.

As for Zhuang Jing, if her mother is A according to the rating in the game, then she is S.

Her farmer is a dignified farmer, and quiet is a quiet quiet. Although she is fucking her now, this is just a Mediterranean order. On weekdays, she is a dignified and beautiful mature woman with a steady tone, her pace is neither hurry nor slow, her smile is shallow, her every move is elegant and pleasing to the eye.

If such a woman was not the Mediterranean, I would probably not even have the chance to know her.

Because she is destined not to fall into the mortal world.

However, fate is a naughty kid who likes to joke.

Not only did she not soar in the sky, but she did not even land in the mortal world as elegantly as her temperament.

She was pressed directly into the mud. No, it was more appropriate to describe her in an elegant evening dress. She was pressed on the dirty pork table in the vegetable market and was penetrated into her buttocks and hung to sell.

Of course, it's all because of the Mediterranean.

The Mediterranean likes the trick of turning noble into lowliness and steadfast into sluts the most.

How virtuous and gentle my mother was in the past, she is now trained to be as lewd as she is.

The same is true for Zhuang Jing. Her life is completely dominated by the Mediterranean. She arranged to take etiquette classes, yoga, fitness, and dance, what time to rest and what time to wake up, what time to eat and wear...

All this is just to increase the satisfaction of the Mediterranean when she was abusing her.

At this moment, she knelt on the ground like the cheapest bitch, her round, plump and perky buttocks were raised high, and as the brown anus buds between the buttocks shrank and spread, the semen I had just ejaculated inside were slowly flowing out.

This elegant woman was just pinned to the floor and fucked her asshole.

And before I asked her, my feet were still stirring in her mouth under her golden glasses.

Just treat them as obedient bitches.

This is what the Mediterranean said in front of those women.

I dare not disobey the Mediterranean, so I naturally treat Zhuang Jing as a bitch.

But then again, compared to the question I just now, what I am more curious about is that she has encountered many misconduct that does not treat her as a human being. How did she maintain that elegant and quiet temperament on her daily life?

Zhuang Jing didn't answer me immediately. She reached out to pick up the white underwear thrown aside and wiped it with my feet and spit it out. She then raised her head and asked me back:

Would he not let you fuck my pussy?

He refers to the Mediterranean nature.

I shook my head, afraid that she would misunderstand the meaning of my shaking my head, so I added:

No Ah.

Also said:

He said I can play you whatever I want.

Zhuang Jing smiled with an elegant and gentle smile.

Since that's the case..., why are you fucking my asshole three times?

I am still a little uncomfortable with the delicate face wearing golden round-frame glasses, and the rosy lips, saying vulgar words such as fucking, ass, pussy and breasts.

But I have to admit that the contrast is indeed quite exciting.

Contrast bitch.

this……

I was a little confused by her question.

After recalling carefully, the Mediterranean has indeed never said that it cannot be given a broken place to the old virgin.

But after she said this, I found that in the three chances that the Mediterranean let me play with her, I fucked her asshole, and I really didn't think about fucking her.

So I couldn't answer anymore, so I could only shake my head again.

What about now?

Zhuang Jing lay back, spread her legs with her hands, revealing her labia that was often played with, which became dark and thick, and the watery hole in the middle.

At this time, I remembered again. Last time I used a vaginal snoop to open her pussy and looked at the hymen inside.

For Ah!Why didn't I give her a broken place?

Looking at the red pussy, I was a little bit eager to try, but because I had just finished ejaculating in her anal canal, my cock was softly thrusting between my crotch, and it was in the time of the wise, so I continued to ask:

You haven't answered my question yet.

She answered without hesitation at all:

Because I'm a product.

merchandise?

Don't you think so?

I?I don't have Ah.

I subconsciously deny it.

But under her calm eyes, I felt guilty again in an instant. The bitch and the product are similar, right?

She glanced at the surveillance camera in the corner and said:

I've been in love.

She stood up, walked to the door of the room and picked up the bag on the ground, and actually took out a pack of cigarettes from it.

Can she smoke?

Even if she lights the cigarette, her movements are so elegant. After spitting out a puff of smoke, she continued to say:

I knew very early on that I was beautiful and there were many people pursuing me, but when I was studying, my parents took care of me very strictly, and I had no chance and no intention to fall in love.And my mother has always taught me that women should be clean and self-righteous.Hey, now she has become a senior prostitute and is specially used by President Xu as a guest.

A trace of hatred that I was extremely familiar with flashed in Zhuang Jing's eyes.

At that time, I was very resistant to premarital sex. I could see that many people were pursuing me, whether they were fond of my skin or something inside, but what they wanted most was to sleep with me and fuck my pussy.It's so normal for men to sleep with women.But I couldn't understand it at that time, but after falling in love several times, I became even more resistant.Haha, at that time, I felt that my first priority should be given to my husband, a man I willingly marry.However, when I was 32 years old, I finally talked about a good man who was not full of thinking about how to fuck my girlfriend's pussy. Because of my mother, I was attracted to Mr. Xu.

She stopped, and after a cigarette burned to the end, the room was filled with a faint scent of mint, she continued:

As a result, after being violated by Mr. Xu, I married the man under his order.Before getting married, although I was not broken, my other two holes, my asshole and mouth, had been fucked by Mr. Xu more than a dozen times.I was also wondering why he didn't help me break the parts. Later I found out that I was the product he designed, and the functions were designed from the beginning.

Has Mr. Xu told you that he is a high-level player?

have.

Everything is a game for those with power.

Mr. Xu did not allow me to have sex with him, nor did he allow a husband to fuck his wife's pussy.As a result, the good man I liked was still able to tolerate it at the beginning. He asked me if I was sexually cold and said I would respect me.I also thought I could live like this, even if I sometimes sleep next to him at night, my anus is filled with Mr. Xu's semen, and even if I was violated by Mr. Xu in front of him who was confused, I also felt that life would go on like this.

This is the advanced game.

Then, Mr. Xu began to let me let him know little by little that his wife was often fucked, but he just didn't let him fuck her.The smell of cologne stained on the body, the sperm spots on the skirt, the smell of semen in the mouth when kissing..., we started to quarrel, and then the orgasm of the game designed by Mr. Xu was that I finally shut up through the hymen in the pussy.He felt guilty, he apologized, he blamed himself, hehe, he thought that the hymen meant that a woman was a virgin.And his wife, I, continued to be fucked by another man on the wedding bed every now and then, swallowing the cock pulled out of his anus, and drinking the semen ejaculated from that cock...

Zhuang Jing lit the third cigarette.

I used to think that if it's all like this, why didn't she die? What's the point of living like this?

But recently I figured it out that I have this idea because I am a selfish person. I only have myself in my eyes, so I feel that my feelings are the most important, even if I don’t hesitate to give my life.

They are not.

In the end, we divorced.Haha, advanced player.I only realized that I always thought that I had a sex-associated marriage with him, but Mr. Xu had long asked a woman to seduce him. I have been living in pain and guilt these days, but he was out with that woman every week...

Zhuang Jing nodded another one, but she didn't suck it. She asked me, "Is it OK?" I felt it was inexplicable, but she still nodded before she put it to her mouth again.

This is fate...

Why tell me this?

I'm very strange.

I am not a suitable person to talk to, and I don’t have much respect for her.

As a result, she raised her eyebrows:

You won't think I want to say?

She pressed to eliminate the smoke.

You probably want to know why you are so lucky, right?

Lucky?

Maybe.

This is fate.In this high-level game, your script is better than mine, it's that simple.Only by fully controlling a person's destiny can his power be demonstrated and he can obtain supreme satisfaction.

If he wants to see his younger brother having sex with his sister, he will let his younger brother having sex with his sister. If he wants to see his mother and son incest, he will find a way to make the mother and son incest. If he wants to see a woman having sex with a beast, the woman will spread her legs in front of the beast.They are almost treating themselves as God, God full of desire.

Do whatever you want.

Zhuang Jing shook her plump breasts, walked up to me, patted her pussy with her palms, and said:

Don’t be slandered and righteous, I know what kind of person you are.I don't care anymore...

You can play with me any way you want, but when one day he wants to change your destiny, you will feel my despair.

******

I'm back.

A crisp and loud voice declared that the nominal owner of this house was back.

I got up from the sofa to greet me.

Have you drunk?

Well, what about social engagements.

The door has not been closed yet.

A white pink vertical shirt, but the buttons are only tied to the breasts. The open collar can clearly see the black lace bra wrapped in full breast balls. The black professional skirt is spread out very high, and the brown net stockings are in the sexy professional outfit. The mother in the porch stands in the entrance hall, holding the wall with her right hand, lifting her left foot, and taking off the red high heels on the top with her left hand. After taking it off, she put it on her mouth that is as vermilion as the high heels, biting it with her teeth, then changing her feet and taking off the high heels on her right foot.

No homework?

She was surprised why I watched TV in the living room, but she was not surprised that she unbuttoned the rest of the white shirt in front of her son, pulled it out of the black skirt, took it off, revealing the sexy lace bra with a small semi-circular areola and the plump breasts bound by it, and then handed the shirt to my son:

Sweat all over, throw it to the washing machine.

I took the shirt and nodded. She stopped me again after turning around.

etc……

The voice was hesitant, but after I turned around, the smile on her face was particularly charming.

My mother pinched and pulled her hands to the edge of her waist, and with a squeak, the skirt chain was pulled off and the professional skirt fell to the ground.

Black V-shaped lace panties are so low that you can clearly see a pubic hair on the lower edge of the lower abdomen, and the transparency is so high that you can see the outline of the labia underneath...

Then she used her feet wearing black stockings to lift up the skirt on the ground and gave it to me:

Take this to the washing machine.

Strong sweaty smell and...

The fishy smell of semen.

As I held the skirt, my hand inevitably touched her feet.

The stockings are so smooth.

When I touched my feet, my mother's toes grabbed them.

I really want to face her and say to her: I must have been soaked in sweat with bras and underwear so I just took them off and took them to the washing machine.

As a result, when I threw the shirt and skirt into the washing machine, my mother's voice came from the toilet:

Son, the toilet is gone, can you get it for me?

Unprecedented requirements.

My breathing suddenly became heavy.

I took the paper and walked to the toilet and found that the door was covered.

Come in, the door is open.

Are you kidding?

Mom is going to the bathroom and letting her son in?

But for my house, this is certainly not a joke, I pushed the door open and went in.

My mother sat on the toilet, leaning against the toilet tank, and tidying her hair bun with both hands. The bra strap seemed to be untied, revealing her areola. Now, she is loose, and the two purple grapes are so eye-catchingly exposed.

But what made me magnify my pupils instantly was that the V-shaped lace panties were taken off to my mother's calf and pulled into two ropes by the separated legs.

Look up a little...

It's a wet pussy.

Wait until Ah, I will finish my hair first.

The mother acted as if her son was watching her almost naked body.

But the slightly stiff movement betrayed her.

What is tidying up my hair is just to allow my son to stay in the toilet for a longer time.

I pretended to be shy and turned my head, trying my best to relieve the embarrassment.

but……

Sneak

Um……

The sound of liquid splashing.

Humph happily.

My mother actually peed at this time.

Peeing unscrupulously in front of his son.

The sound of urine hitting the toilet wall was extremely loud and clear in this quiet environment.

Finally, I waited for the extremely shameful voice to become intermittent.

I turned my body sideways and handed the paper in my hand to my mother.

I secretly glanced at the corner of my mother's eyes and tears rose.

But she quickly wiped away her tears and said:

What's so shy about my mother?

I know that one day, this sentence will become:

Just watch it if you want.

Then:

Does it look good?

Her eyes were squinting, this was your mother's pussy, you won't...

at last:

Want to fuck?

Want to fuck mom.

My mother is undoubtedly seducing me.

And this behavior began a week ago.

At the beginning, I just asked me to help pull the back of the clothes.

Then I asked me to give her a massage. At first it was her shoulders, but later she said that her buttocks were sore...

I've already taken off my clothes in front of me today.

I was also working as a model in my underwear for a night at my home, and walked around in my underwear.

I feel very uncomfortable.

The Mediterranean's instructions to me are:

Bite the hook, but don't catch it.

******

I feel regretful.

That day, Mediterranean asked me if I wanted to fuck my mother, and I shouldn’t say I don’t want to.

I hated my mother in the past and fantasized about having sex with her.

But after this series of things happened, for some reason, I suddenly stopped thinking about it.

I don’t know if you have any such experiences and are hurt by your parents, but they did not intend to hurt you on purpose, but they just don’t have the ability to handle their lives well, and you are just implicated.

It’s really not easy to live. I deeply understand the meaning of this sentence in those women.

Of course, those women also include their mothers.

Unfortunately, I didn't know how to go against it. I said I was a little overjoyed, but it turned out that the Mediterranean was excited.

The next day I received a WeChat chat with his mother from the Mediterranean:

Mediterranean: Seduce your son.

Mom: No!

Mom: Absolutely not possible!

Then there are two 60-second voices for the mother and a 35-second voice.

Regarding the mother's long comment, the Mediterranean reply is a photo of her mother being fucked by two men at the same time.

Then Liutiao’s 15-second selfie video taken by his mother on WeChat.

She was taking a shower, she was peeing, stuttering, fucking, and swallowing her semen.

The last video was over a minute.

I have also seen this, it was the slave declaration with a naked mother smiling at the camera.

Mediterranean: I will send this to your son and to those around you. Do you think that which one is more terrifying than having sex with your son, God, Earth, you, I, and your son, is more terrifying?

******

I'm such a fool.

I'm too naive.

******

You haven’t answered Mom yet, did you have no homework today?

No.

Actually, there is, but that is arranged in the Mediterranean.

The underwear model was walking in front of me in her lace underwear, and occasionally said that it was so hot that it was so hot that it pulled the bra and the edges of the underwear, as if it was selling underwear or her body.

Until I have to say:

Mom, your clothes...

Ah!Mom really drank too much...

She suddenly realized it, and then she panickedly swung her breasts back into the room with a shy look on her face.

His acting skills are becoming more and more natural and mellow.

but……

son!

With a scream, her fair hand handed out the black lace bra and underwear that still had her body temperature inside the crack of the door.

Throw my mother's bra and underwear into the washing machine.

It was obvious that underwear was enough, but she also introduced the types of underwear...

I took it, and the light fabric exuded an intoxicating fragrance.

Very familiar taste.

I lifted up the black panties in my hand, and under the light, the gloss reflected on it. The whole panties were irregularly stained with some kind of sticky liquid...

A clear picture immediately appeared in my mind:

After taking off the underwear, my mother stuffed the entire underwear into her pussy and pulled it out...

I did not throw this pair of underwear that was deliberately soaked in the water into the washing machine, but put it in a drawer in my room closet.

There are already seven or eight such pairs of underwear there.

And my mother never asked about where these disappeared underwear were going.

She knew I took it.

The Mediterranean told me that she felt guilty about it.

Because the Mediterranean told her that my behavior was the effect of her seduction.

As soon as the drawer was opened, a certain intoxicating fragrance began to permeate the air...

My cock has been hard, and now it is harder, making me unable to help but masturbate.

I wanted to make a phone call and let Zhang Yi come over immediately.

******

When my mother came out of the room, she had already changed into her pajamas.

A lightweight V-neck suspender pink leotard nightgown.

A set of nightgowns with no underwear underneath, snow-white tits, brown nipples, black pubic hair, Chu Hong pussy pussy.

The fluffy wavy curly hair, after removing the makeup, there was a little less charming but two more charming faces. The watery eyes on her face were full of seductive autumn waves.

I thought I had no desire for my mother.

But people are actually the easiest to pass through time.

******

Mother fell asleep on the sofa.

On the glass coffee table in front of the sofa, there was a bottle of sleeping pills placed incredibly.

This tells me that I can do whatever I want to do to my mother.

This means that the mother has accepted her fate arranged by the Mediterranean:

Being violated by his own son.

But what my mother didn't know was that on the one hand, the Mediterranean asked my mother to do this, but on the other hand, she didn't let me fuck my mother.

My mother will definitely feel comforted when she wakes up tomorrow.

I'm still that good kid.

But I know that this is an atmosphere creation, and the purpose of the creation is to break it.

I think that one day, the Mediterranean will let the beast rape her mother.

On the sofa, my mother's sleeping position was extremely attractive. A strap of a suspender skirt slid down to her arms, and a ball of breasts that were crushed by her body was completely exposed. The hem of the skirt was not deliberately lifted up, but only to the length of the base of her thighs, I could clearly see my mother's pussy clamped with her toned thighs.

I sat on the coffee table, held my mother's breasts in one hand, and rubbed them a few times.

Soft.

Warm.

I lifted one of her feet again, exposing her pussy hole completely, and then I stroked my fingers through the pussy hole.

I rubbed my clitoris, flipped my labia, inserted it and dug it a few times...

That's all.

I have to give some explanation to the Mediterranean.

Then I picked her up with difficulty, put her back on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.

Turn off the lights.

******

Mediterranean: How about it?

Me: Fuck, it's so thrilling, so fucking seductive. The plump breasts swayed around the clothes, which was even more seductive than taking off all.

Mediterranean: Haha, hazy produces beauty.

Me: I saw her pussy. After she peed, she called me in, but her underwear didn't even pull up.

Mediterranean: You've been watching it for several months.

Me: That's across the screen, it's different.

Mediterranean: Not only did you look at it, you just touched it.

The Mediterranean sent a photo of my mother breaking her pussy and a photo of her mother peeing.

Mediterranean: Didn’t you say you didn’t feel anything about your mother before?

I knocked on: I just...

Delete.

Me: At that time, my mother was too slutty, like a prostitute, and I felt that it was not very meaningful like being a prostitute.

Me: What I like is my former mother.

The story Zhuang Jing told me was so useful.

I gradually began to know how to contribute to the Mediterranean.

Mediterranean: That's right, fucking a strong woman is indeed more fun than fucking a slut, and fucking a female policewoman is indeed more fun than fucking a female thief.

Mediterranean: I went to Mexico once last week, and a client there said that I had a surprise. Fuck, it was indeed a surprise. They showed me a news in the car, which was a live broadcast of the press conference of the newly appointed female mayor in the local area. The female mayor swore on the spot to fulfill his campaign promise and eliminate local drug dealers. As a result, shortly after the press conference ended, my client led a group of subordinates to break into the female mayor's home.

I fucked the female mayor and her daughter in front of the mayor's husband, and it felt so good.

The Mediterranean sent a few photos and a video.

There is no doubt that it is the photo of the female mayor, and the photo of the female mayor who was elected and the photo after being violated.

The most terrifying thing is that video.

The female mayor was actually brought back by the Mediterranean!

As a gift from that Mexican customer in the Mediterranean to his partner.

Mediterranean: It seems that you have your own ideas about your mother.

Mediterranean: Very good, I like people with ideas.

Mediterranean: Why not do this? I will give you my account and you will play me. I really want to see what you can play.

******

Am I about to become my mother's master?

I'm not excited at all.

Because not many people like to take exams.And this is an exam.

If you fail the exam, you will have to pay a huge price.

The Mediterranean has a bunch of rules of the game for this, and I need to satisfy him without breaking them.

This means that I must do the seduction behavior that Mediterranean issued to my mother tonight, and I cannot simply and roughly send my mother a message: go home to take off all my clothes in front of my son tonight, and tell my son, come and fuck my mother.

If I do that, I'm sure my fate will be tragic.

This is a game in the Mediterranean and I can't ruin his interest.

But how to do it?I'm not sure of anything.

Because many A-movies and pornographic comics Ah can be used as reference.

What kind of wife is a girl who is a husband who is her husband one day, and then she is like a doll. Her daughter is her father. And so on…

Or let the mother pretend to be drunk like tonight, and then accidentally sleep with her son due to the effects of alcohol.

What just scares me is: I don’t know if this can satisfy the Mediterranean.

I have to think of some fresh ideas to please him.

Now, only by pleasing him can this situation continue until one day he is completely tired of me and my mother.

Because Zhang Yi told me that many women are tired of playing with the Mediterranean, and thus regain their freedom.

But this kind of tiredness must be because the Mediterranean has gained enough satisfaction in us.

******

I have to admit it.

Although I began to feel guilty towards my mother, when I got the account given to me by Mediterranean and logged in, I sent a message to my only friend in this account, my mother: What kind of underwear were you wearing today?

When my mother sent her a selfie with her clothes lifting up and showing her dark red bra, desire once again took the upper hand.

Absolutely superior.

Because of the feeling of playing God that Zhuang Jing said.

For example:

I sent another message: stick out my tongue and look more lewd.

After a while, the selfie with her clothes lifted up and her bra exposed, her mother's expression changed to a lewd look of laughing with her tongue.

Such a mother makes me feel strange.

Then she will pose whatever position I asked her to pose.

I was completely lost.

Completely throwing guilt out of the sky.

I even feel sorry:

No chat history.