Chapter 42

After a round of intestinal battles, I finally suffered from stockings and anal torture from nearly ten of Jun Jun’s classmates. Maybe I shouldn't use the word torture, because I also gained unprecedented tremendous pleasure when they took turns thrusting and ejaculating in my rectum. In addition to my anus, my face, mouth and hair were also covered with more than one fishy semen from each person. I could only use my anus to take turns to accept their genitals. It was not enough to vent my sexual desire for so many young high school students at the same time. Their semen was so full that they had to spread like shells, covering any part of my body that they felt sexy. Now I only have a vagina with black stockings and vibrating eggs left, which can be spared, but this is actually the place where I most desire to be invaded and defiled by hard penis and thick semen.

OK, bitch mom, your ass is almost fucked, it's time for the final ceremony. Jun Jun finally spoke. He kept sitting on the sofa, erect and pervert Mr. K appreciated how I was gang-raped by his friend, but the two of them were not involved. What exactly does Jun Jun mean by the final ceremony? Junjun walked towards me, and he squatted down to look at me, his face very close to me, who was covered in semen. He reached out to my lower body, pulled it gently from my vagina, and slowly pulled out the black stockings and vibrator that had been stuffed into me for nearly hours.

ah…. QQQQQQQQQQI couldn't help but sigh, and I heard the sound of salad water and the sound of the tights rubbing from my lower body. I felt very ashamed, but at the same time I felt very lewd and excited, when I opened my legs in front of a group of strange boys and asked my son to take out the stockings and masturbation devices stuffed into my vagina. When Junjun pulled the stockings out of my vagina, it seemed like it was soaked in water. The black nylon stockings as thin as cicada wings were completely wet. The tip of the stockings was so wet that it almost dripped out of juice. The whole stockings were emitting a strong and sweet smell. I was sure that everyone in the living room could smell the female hormones on my stockings. That was the love juice that I secreted by the constant stimulation of the vibrator for several hours. The green vibrator wrapped in the stockings was still shaking. All of this made me blush with shame, but I could only continue to be surrounded by a group of young boys, lowering my head and covering my breasts and lower body with my hands.

Junjun picked up my soaked black stockings and vibrator, put them in his nose and sniffed them deeply. No Wave Wave! It smells so good! They are all the lewd taste of my favorite mother! Junjun not only sucked my wet high-end socks, but also put it in his mouth to suck it, and used his tongue to taste the nectar secreted from my vagina, eating it soundly. While sucking my black stockings, he turned his head and said to me: Mom bitch, you were fucked by my friends just now and were covered in semen. Now you go and take a shower first, wash it clean before coming back. Mr. K and I are going to prepare for our ceremony.

Yes, my big cock master. I don't know what the ceremony Jun Jun is referring to, so I can only obey his orders. I was really exhausted with nearly ten young people having anal sex for hours without condoms. The semen they ejaculated on me also began to dry up and tangle into a pile of sticky filth, emitting a strong smell of protein and semen. Jun Junhuai promised me to take a shower, as if the emperor was so grateful. If my son's so-called ritual refers to another gang rape or SM or rape, then I must recover my strength and prepare my body to receive his gifts as soon as possible. So I obediently walked into the bathroom and took a hot bath. I applied soap to evenly apply my body, washed every inch of semen traces on my body, and washed them clean from top to bottom. Even if I walked out of the bathroom with a fragrance and immediately ended up being gang-raped by ten people and ejaculated, I would do it according to my son's orders.

Twenty minutes later, I walked out of the bathroom naked. I'm not sure Jun Junhuai is not allowed to cover my body with a bath towel. Anyway, he and his friends have raped me so many times, so it doesn't matter whether I wear clothes or not. Therefore, I walked into the living room with my proud breasts and high buttocks. I saw Jun Jun and his friends carrying me in a circle, still naked, and the pervert Mr. K was not among them. A group of boys were talking beautifully in my living room with bare butts, wondering what they were planning?

They heard the sound of me coming out of the bathroom and turned around together. After I saw their front, I couldn't help but laugh out loud. I saw Jun Jun’s classmates still had no clothes or pants, but there was a black bow tie on the base of their penis, just like the ones we usually see when gentlemen were wearing kicking rabbits on social occasions, but they put it on their penis.

I covered my mouth and smiled sweetly. The atmosphere in the room was very funny: I stood naked among a group of young men, and I should be very shy, but the bow tied on their penis made me laugh so hard: You guys are like this... Haha…what are you doing? Where is my little master? I looked at Jun Jun who was standing among them. Jun Jun was also naked and had a bow tied with it, but he was hanging it on his neck seriously. With his lower body showing his impressive genitals, my son is indeed a handsome and majestic boy.

What are you doing when you dress like this? I couldn't help but reach out and grab my son's soft penis, dragging it as if it was his hand. I stroked Junjun's rod with my soft and slippery palms, hoping that it would become bigger in my hands.

This is their outfit as a ‘brother’, and today is the anniversary of your formal union with your son. Of course we should dress more grandly. Mr. K's voice came from behind us. He walked into the living room with a white box in the entrance hall. Mr. K also didn't wear clothes, but just tied a bow on his penis. Except for my son, the men in the room, all had black bows tied to their penis.

Formal combination...Anniversary?I was surprised and didn't quite understand what Mr. K meant.

Yes, after so many months of training, you have not only become your son's exclusive stockings sex slave, but today, he also decided to officially combine with you and completely own you. Mr. K said. He opened the white box in his hand, which contained a white transparent bridal veil, and a set of white translucent vest underwear, suspender stockings, gloves and high heels. He handed me the clothes: If you haven’t changed into this wedding dress, don’t you want to be your son’s bride? I looked at Jun Jun in disbelief, and he responded to me with a handsome smile. I will answer immediately: I want to! I think! I want to be Jun Jun’s wife!