Junjie's Mom (Family Incest Adult Novel)

Junjie, 9 years old, male
X, Gui Yingzi, 38 years old, female (Junjie’s mother), Liao Cheng, male
40 years old (Junjie’s father), Junjie’s home is next to Guangming Temple, so Junjie’s family all believe in Buddhism, as the saying goes, “Birds of a feather flock together.” Mom often takes Junjie to the temple, but Dad goes less often because he is busy with work. Every time Junjie was taken to the temple to burn incense, his mother would let Junjie go alone to listen to the young monk chanting, while she would go to the backyard to listen to the old monk preaching.

Once, the young monks were doing their homework, and they were reciting things that Junjie couldn't understand. Junjie was bored, so he wandered around. He wandered to the backyard, which was very quiet. Curious Junjie lay down and looked inside each house through the cracks in the door to see what was inside.
When he saw a room on the right, Junjie suddenly saw something inexplicable. Here is what Junjie saw:

On the coffee table in the compartment was a pair of legs slightly spread at a 30-degree angle, wearing black sandals and brown stockings. The short skirt was pulled up above the buttocks, and there was no underwear on. The pubic mound was protruding high, but it was impossible to see anything above because of the limited viewing angle.

"This woman is... impossible. Mom is wearing flesh-colored stockings, and this woman is not wearing any underwear." Junjie didn't want to guess anymore. Let's wait and see. A skinny and bony hand stretched out from the faintly flashing monk's robe, pressed on the woman's pubic mound and began to caress, then the woman's pantyhose were pulled down to the base of her thighs, and the woman's vulva was completely exposed to the air. The woman cooperated by spreading her legs further, and the light black hair curled on the high and raised vulva. The labia were not tightly closed and were slightly open.

The dry hand came up and continued to work, then slowly inserted the middle finger into the woman's vagina, hooked the vagina and tried to lift it up rhythmically. The vaginal secretions soaked the removed stockings and lubricated the skinny hand. The woman began to moan lowly, but the sound was not loud. The frequency of the dry hand's insertion became faster and faster, and the woman's moans also became faster, but the volume was still very low and she dared not speak loudly.

Suddenly, a dry hand lifted her vagina up without moving, and the woman's entire buttocks were lifted off the coffee table. The woman finally couldn't help but screamed "Ah... Um..." twice, followed by obvious moans. The hand left, and the vagina twitched rhythmically, becoming twice as big as before, with more liquid gushing out. A column of water rushed out of the expanding vagina, soaking the woman's entire lower body, and the woman became incontinent.

The woman was silent and seemed to have collapsed there. Things seemed not to be over yet, a popsicle was held in the withered hand and inserted into her vagina. The woman clamped her legs together and said, "Ah... don't..." The naive Junjie began to wonder, this voice is from his mother, oh, it's impossible, because the clothes are wrong.

When Junjie came to his senses, the popsicle had been replaced by a penis. The woman's legs were rolled to her chest. The movement of the penis in and out drove the movement of her labia in and out. The penis twitched, and the labia turned out. When the penis was inserted, the labia were squeezed in, making a "puff...puff..." sound... After a few minutes, the penis suddenly stopped and ejaculated. Then leave.

"Donor, that's enough. Take a rest. You go out first and I'll follow you to avoid suspicion." This was the first sentence they said during the whole process.

The woman sat up and said, "Okay."

Now Junjie can see clearly, who else could it be but his mother? Junjie was confused: What is Mom doing? Why isn’t she wearing a skirt? Why did you change your socks? Whose hand is that? Why are you touching mommy there? Mom stood up, took off her pantyhose, threw them on the coffee table, took a pair of panties and flesh-colored stockings from her dry hands, put them on, and put down her skirt. Walk toward the back of the house. Junjie suddenly opened the door and ran in: "Mom."

Yingzi's face suddenly became very nervous: "Junjie? You...why did you come here...didn't you play with them?"

The old monk left quickly.

"Oh, I went to see the little monk chanting sutras, and then I ran over here and saw mom inside." Junjie stammered, "Mom, why don't you wear a skirt and lie there for him to touch?
"

Yingzi's face suddenly became tense: "He...he is treating my mother."

Junjie suddenly realized: "Oh... I understand. It's also shown on TV that the old monk heals people's injuries, right?"

When Yingzi saw her son's innocent look, she felt relieved and her expression softened a lot. After all, he was only 9 years old. "Yes, I just asked the old monk to open a piece of jade for you. Here it is." She handed Junjie a piece of purple jade.

Junjie: "Mom, I still don't understand why you don't have a penis?"

Yingzi laughed and said, "Mom is a woman... Women don't have penises."

Junjie: "So, Mom wants someone else's penis to be inserted into her pee place, so that Mom will have a penis and the disease will be cured. Right?"

Yingzi was neither happy nor sad when she heard this: "No, it was because my mother asked the master to cure her illness that the master used his penis to penetrate my mother."

Junjie: "Oh, then why not use mine?"

Yingzi almost fainted: "No, yours is too small, and I'm your mother."

Junjie: "Oh, then I can just wait until I grow up, right?"

The most urgent thing is to prevent Junjie from going out and telling nonsense. Thinking of this, Yingzi coaxed her son and said, "My dear! Don't tell anyone else about what happened today, not even your dad. Otherwise, mom will not want you anymore!" But she was thinking that the child will forget about it in a few days. When her husband comes back, it will be two weeks later and he will definitely forget about it.

Junjie didn't understand anything, he just felt happy because he got a jade: "Well... I definitely won't tell."

It was already past 11 o'clock in the evening, and Jay couldn't fall asleep. He tossed and turned, with the image of his mother's vagina being fiddled with by those old hands in his mind: Can this cure the disease? It’s really strange... One day I want to be able to heal people like the old monk.

"Ding da da..." The phone suddenly rang, and Junjie picked up the extension phone in his room. Mom was already in the living room answering the phone.

"Master, how can this be done? There are so many people here and I..." My mother's voice was a little hesitant.

From the other end of the line came the voice of the old monk from the daytime: "Female donor, since you serve the Buddha with your body, and..."

"No, Master, I..."

The old monk said: "Come on, according to the Buddha's request, the monks are ready to start the memorial ceremony, the donor will have great merit."

Mom: “But, I…” The phone was hung up.

Junjie leaned over the crack of the door and looked into the living room: Mom put down the phone, sat on the sofa, subconsciously touched her vagina with her hand, and sighed. Then he stood up, went back to the bedroom, and after a while, walked out of the bedroom again. But she had already put on her clothes, short skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and left home.

Of course Junjie knew where she was going. His mother was going to find the old monk to treat her illness again. I quickly put on my clothes, took the telescope, and followed him out quietly. My mother entered the temple from the back door and ran directly to the square behind the main hall. The old monk was already waiting in the corner of the hall.

"Donor, you are here." His face was serious.

My mother also replied calmly: "Yes, in this case, I may not be able to support it. There are too many people."

"Don't worry, it's just a ceremony. Only the seven elders will really stay with you until the end. The others will only be given one minute each." The old monk waved his hand, and two little monks came over from behind and took off the mother's clothes. When the novice monk was about to take off my mother's bra, my mother subconsciously put her hands in front of her chest.

The old monk spoke again: "Female Bodhisattva, your breasts must be exposed, and you don't need to wear any underwear, just like usual." As he said that, he pulled my mother's bra down to her breasts, and my mother's two plump, snow-white big breasts popped out at once, just supported by the pulled-down bra, very firm.

The old monk took off my mother's panties with his own hands and began to caress her vagina. My mother's expression was calm, without any expression, as if she had become programmed, and she just mechanically cooperated with the action of taking off her panties with the old monk's hands. Junjie felt a little heartbroken, but more excited. His mother was left with only transparent flesh-colored stockings. Her vagina was slowly bulging due to the old monk's touch, and her vaginal fluid began to seep out.

The old monk said, "Donor, let's go behind the Buddha first. You can moan as much as you want today, haha!"

Mom smiled and nodded, "Okay." She followed behind with her butt twisted. Junjie didn't dare to get too close, so the telescope was useless now. At this time, from behind the Buddha came the sound of a woman moaning and the muffled breathing of an old monk...

A young monk hurriedly ran behind the big Buddha, and then my mother and the old monk hurriedly walked out from behind the big Buddha. My mother and the old monk went straight to the backyard of the main hall. The first thing Junjie saw was my mother's. Her stockings were torn from the base of her thighs, revealing her hairy vulva. Her labia were slightly open and closed, with semen still remaining in the gap. Her breasts were collapsed on her chest, and her breath was not yet even. She swayed with my mother's hurried footsteps, grabbing the old monk's clothes to wipe her vulva as she walked. Junjie hurriedly followed.

The open space in the backyard of the main hall was brightly lit. More than thirty monks, young and old, dressed neatly, were sitting in three rows. The youngest were in the front and the six oldest monks were at the back. There was a strange-looking chair next to it, but no one was sitting on it.

The old monk handed my mother a pair of thin panties and whispered, "Put this on to cover your torn stockings. If you don't want them to penetrate you, don't take it off." My mother was wearing panties, which were almost the same as not wearing anything at all. They were thinner than her stockings and almost completely transparent.

The old monk whispered something in my mother's ear, and my mother smiled and replied, "I see. Thank you, Master!"

Junjie was a little anxious, and because there were so many people he couldn't get too close, so he could only rely on a telescope. Are these people here to treat my mother's illness? The activity began: the mother stood in front of the first little monk on the left side of the first row, with her legs slightly apart, her eyes fixed on the strange chair behind. The little monk first touched my mother's vulva tentatively with his hand, as if it was the first time, and then he became bolder and began to play with my mother's private parts through her cicada-wing panties. I guess it was no different from touching the real thing. Those panties were simply... Alas! The little monk suddenly hugged his mother's buttocks and licked her vagina frantically.

After about 3 minutes, the mother took a step back and separated from the little monk. The little monk suddenly knelt down, kowtowed and said something, then sat back down. My mother smiled at him and walked to the second slightly older monk, and used her hand to push aside the panties that were blocking her crotch. The big monk immediately stood up, took out the sex toy, hugged my mother with his right hand, lifted my mother's right leg with his left hand, inserted the sex toy into my mother's vagina, began to thrust, and lowered his head to kiss my mother's breasts. Mom's left foot was lifted up, and Junjie saw that the stockings on the soles of her feet had turned black.

About 3 minutes later, my mother took a step back, and the big monk separated from my mother and walked to the third monk. This time my mother did not take off her underwear. The third monk disappointedly did what the first little monk did.

The big monk became even more anxious. He stared at my mother's body intently, masturbated desperately, and stood up to spray his semen on my mother's ass... The fourth... the fifth... some were allowed to insert, and some could only touch and lick. The whole process was like a machine. Mom's expression was numb and she didn't react at all. She was just counting the time.

Junjie thought: Wow... With so many people treating my mother, she will surely get better very quickly.

But judging from my mother's expression, the condition seems to be getting worse. There were only 6 old monks left. My mother's lower body was wet, as if it had been fished out of the water. Her breasts were also wet. Her bra had been stolen by someone. Mom walked to the first old monk, and suddenly a lewd smile appeared on her face. She spread her legs, pulled her panties aside, and began to masturbate. Mom leaned back, supporting herself on the ground with her feet and left hand, with her hips spread 180 degrees. She tapped her vagina with her right hand at a high frequency and twisted her buttocks, as if she was moaning, but Junjie couldn't hear her because he was too far away.

After a few minutes, the old monk didn't move. My mother took off her underwear, knelt on the ground, turned her butt towards the old monk, spread her legs and continued to do actions that Junjie could never have imagined. She used her hands to vigorously rub her private parts, and occasionally put her vagina on the cold stone floor and shook it. The old monks finally couldn't hold back any longer.
Six old monks lifted my mother onto the strange chair, locked her limbs in special locations, and spread her legs apart and lifted them high up. One old monk hugged my mother's slender waist and thrust his penis into her vagina without any hesitation. The other one was not to be outdone. He went under my mother's body and inserted his penis into her anus. One inserted his penis into her mouth... All three holes on my mother's body were being fucked at the same time. The other three old guys were playing with my mother's breasts and thighs respectively... The six old monks exchanged positions, and my mother was finally stripped naked. Fortunately, their penises were of the same size, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with them.

About 30 minutes later, an old man took out a short stick about half a meter long, of average thickness, black and very smooth from behind a chair. One of the old guys began to slowly insert the stick into my mother's vagina. When the stick hit the vulva, my mother suddenly shouted and shook her head: "No...no..." The sound was really loud. After almost an hour and a half, Junjie finally heard their first conversation, but it was my mother's shouting and my mother twisting her butt desperately.

But it was all in vain, she was already locked in the strange chair. The stick went deeper and deeper into my mother's body, 10 centimeters, 12 centimeters... 15 centimeters... 18 centimeters...

"Oh... my God, it hurts... my uterus... it's hitting my uterus, stop..." Mom's voice was already howling. The stick is still going deeper, 20 centimeters... 21 centimeters... 22...
25 centimeters...finally stopped.

My mother's wailing became softer: "Ah... please..." Suddenly, the stick was pulled out quickly. Due to the high-speed compression of the air, my mother's vagina made a "puff...bang..." sound...and of course my mother's scream was inevitable.

The stick was slowly inserted again... and quickly pulled out... Mom struggled in pain... The old guys were finally tired of playing. They each left.

My mother was lying alone on a chair, her vagina was red and swollen... The old monk who saw her first came over, put my mother down from the chair, picked her up and walked towards the main hall. Junjie looked at the time on his phone and it was already early morning.
It’s past 2 o’clock. I had to get home before my mother, but I followed them anyway. The old monk put my mother on the floor of the Buddhist hall, dipped his hands in ice water, and slowly massaged her swollen vagina.

Mom slowly opened her eyes: "Master...how could you lie to me...they went too far."

The old monk said, "Donor, I didn't expect them to go that far. They are from the Buddhist Association. If you didn't satisfy them just now, I wouldn't be able to be the next abbot."

Mom closed her eyes and took a deep breath: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I thought it was just a private activity between you two."

Junjie had more and more questions in his mind: Why was his mother in so much pain during her treatment, and why couldn’t I understand what they were saying. No, I have to go home quickly. If my mom knows I didn’t sleep well and ran out, she will scold me.

The old monk said, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid you won't agree."

My mother smiled bitterly and said weakly, "Why bother! Given my relationship with the master, how could I not help you? But what if other people in the temple find out?"

The old monk said, "They will all go back in a few days. I put something in their dinner, and the others will fall into a deep sleep and cannot wake up."

Mom: “You are so brave!”

The old monk said, "Nothing I can do! Few people would ask about monks' affairs anyway. Haha!"

Mom: "I'm going to take a good rest for a few days. You just have to bear with it for a few days!"

Old monk: "Thank you very much..."

Mom: "I can go now, or else..."

The old monk said: "I know. I will help you put on clothes."

The old monk helped my mother put on her clothes and shoes, helped her stand up, and stuffed a bunch of money into her pocket: "Buy some spare stockings and underwear, bring them with you next time, I'm out of spare stock!"

Mom: "Why don't you buy it for me?"

The old monk: "...Yingzi (Junjie's mother's name)
, are you kidding, how can I buy it? What if I’m recognized? "

Mom smiled and glanced at him, then reluctantly walked out, but she still had trouble moving her legs...

Junjie secretly ran back home and went into the house to sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep.

Mom carefully opened and closed the door...all these actions were heard by Junjie.

At 6 o'clock in the morning, Junjie's mother asked him to get up for dinner. Seeing his mother walking unnaturally, Junjie deliberately asked, "Mom! What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Are you walking unsteadily?"

Mom: "It's okay, my foot just twisted a little, why are you so listless? Didn't you get enough rest?"

Junjie hesitated, "Oh, nothing. I'm just tired from studying."

"Don't get tired, my baby. Your dad will be back soon. We'll go out and play for a few days then."

Junjie was immediately happy when he heard it: "Okay! But, Mom, I want to touch you down there too."

Yingzi said seriously, "No, I'm your mother."

Junjie glanced and said, "If you don't let me touch you, then why do you let so many stinky monks touch you?"

Yingzi was stunned and thought: Did he see everything yesterday? But he said, "They are all here to treat my mother's illness. Didn't you promise not to tell?"

Junjie shouted, "Mom, you are lying! You are lying! I clearly saw them bullying you. How can you treat an illness like that? You made me scream. They even used a stick to stick into my peeing area. I want it too."

"That's mother's vagina, you can't touch it." Yingzi was anxious.

"I am your mother, you must respect me."

Junjie didn't care about that anymore and kept shouting, "No, I want to touch it, I want to touch it."

Yingzi thought: It's over, I can only perfunctorily deal with my son for once: "Mom's vagina is swollen, can I let you touch my breasts?"

Junjie: “Not good.”

Yingzi had no choice: "Just this time, touch me for a while, Mom still has to go to work." In desperation, Yingzi walked to her son and took off her pantyhose legs to the base of her thighs below her buttocks. Junjie touched his mother's red and swollen vulva, took out an ice pack from behind and applied it to his mother's vulva, then ran away.

Yingzi suddenly felt relieved. It turned out that her son was not thinking about that kind of thing. Well, what could he think about at the age of 9? I was worrying too much. But it eventually cultivated a bad habit in Junjie. Every day when his mother was going out, Junjie would lift up his mother's skirt or take off her pants to see what she was wearing inside, and then touch her to his heart's content.

One morning two months later, after breakfast, mother sent Junjie to school. Dad, I won't be at work until later. As soon as he walked to the door, Junjie's hand reached into his mother's skirt. Mom quickly took Junjie's hand away and whispered to him, "Wait a minute, let's go far away and don't let Dad see us." Junjie nodded as if it was a serious matter.

At this time, the father opened the door and said, "Why don't you send him to school? Come back quickly."

The mother said, "Your son's shoes are not worn properly." After that, she led Junjie out of the front door and walked to the back of a telephone pole at the innermost part of a quiet alley far away from home. The mother lifted her skirt.

Junjie was so happy: "Haha! Mom didn't wear any underwear today, she just wore crotchless pantyhose."

Mom quickly covered his mouth: "Speak softly, don't let anyone hear it." Junjie was happily fiddling with his mother's vagina, but his mother looked around worriedly, afraid that someone would come over.

"My dear, have you touched enough? That's enough...that's enough, let's go to school." She put down her skirt and pulled Junjie towards the bus stop.
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Chapter 2

After school, Junjie waited for his mother to pick him up at the school gate. Time passed by minute by minute, and it was almost 5 o'clock, but there was still no sign of my mother. Junjie thought: Mom might be working overtime again, why didn’t she come to pick me up? So I ran to the phone booth to call my mother. Beep, beep... Junjie was so anxious that he was about to cry, but he couldn't get through the phone. He had to take the bus to his mother's workplace alone because his mother promised to take him to McDonald's today.

Junjie arrived at his mother's workplace and asked the security guard and learned that his mother had not left yet. I went straight to my mother's office to find her. I walked into the corridor on the fourth floor of my mother's company. It was quiet and most people had already gone home after get off work. Junjie came to his mother's office door, but it was locked. "Knock knock..." Junjie knocked on the office door. Junjie had to go to a bench in the corridor and wait. Maybe his mother would be back soon.

At this time, the door suddenly opened and two men came out. They walked and arranged their clothes and said to the people in the room, "Sister Ying, thank you for today, haha... you guys continue, I see everyone has left, so I'll leave the door open for you... it's so exciting."

A woman's voice came from inside in a coquettish voice, "You wicked..., close the door quickly." Isn't this my mother's voice? Maybe because Junjie was too young or the corridor was too dark, no one noticed Junjie's presence. The door wasn't even closed.

Junjie just ran in to find his mother, but stopped at the door, walked in quietly and hid under a table: on the desk facing the door, there were women's purple crotchless pantyhose (the ones his mother wore this morning), a light yellow transparent bra, and some clothes; at the innermost coffee table, four men were playing cards. My mother was lying naked on the sofa next to me, with her legs raised high, and was "treating" another man with a flat head. The short-haired boy was holding up my mother's legs, his penis moving in and out of her vagina frequently, her two breasts were exposed on her chest, and there were several used condoms thrown on the ground.

"Sister Ying... why don't you scream?" The short-haired guy complained: "Just now..."

"I don't feel anything anymore. It's your fault that you came too late." Mom interrupted him and said, "I've already ejaculated several times. How can I have the energy to scream?"

The crew-head: "Then I'll cum inside you."

Mom: "No! I've had two miscarriages. It's all your fault."

The guy with the flat head just pulled out his penis, ejaculated reluctantly on my mother's thigh, pulled up his pants, walked out, and closed the door.

My mother supported herself with her right hand and leaned sideways to look at the cards in a fat man's hand. Her legs were still spread wide open. Her left hand naturally stroked the mound of flesh under her crotch. Junjie discovered that my mother's labia were much darker and fatter than before.

"Hurry up... I didn't go pick up my son, he will definitely come back to find me soon."

After Fatty finished playing the last card, he dragged my mother over from the sofa, carried her to the table next to them, and pressed her to the edge of the table. "Ah... it hurts," my mother screamed.

Fatty: “I haven’t started yet…”

Mom: "My lower body...hit...the corner of the table." The fat man looked down and saw that mom's vagina was just pressed against the corner of the table, with her two labia being squeezed to one side. I quickly changed my mother's direction, took out my penis and inserted it into her from behind. My mother's breasts were pressed under her body, against the cold glass of the table, and their breasts were squeezed and deformed. I don’t know if it was because of the feeling squeezed out by the corner of the table just now, but my mother started to moan “Oh…oh…”
She moaned "Hmm", and the penis lubricated by the vaginal fluid "puff...puff..." entered her mother's vagina, accompanied by the "pa pa..." sound of hitting her mother's buttocks.

This was the first time for Junjie to see his mother "treating" others at such a close distance. The fat man ejaculated very quickly, and then Glasses came up. His mother was still crawling on the table and moaning... The four of them lay on his mother one after another, completed the task very quickly, and ejaculated on his mother's ass. I walked aside to put on my clothes. My mother continued to moan and moved her vagina to the corner of the table where she had just hit it. She pushed forward hard for more than ten times, and then let out a long breath of "Ah..." and collapsed on the table. Her vagina twitched more than ten times, and vaginal fluid gushed out, soaking my mother's soft and fine pubic hair, which stuck to the area around her labia in all directions.

Several people said to my mother as if they were leaving get off work normally, "Sister Ying, we are leaving now. Have a nice weekend. Haha."

Mom didn't say anything. She slowly straightened up and started to put on her clothes, muttering to herself, "Eh... stockings? Some bastard must have taken them away. Fortunately I have a spare pair." Mom turned around and took out a pair of light yellow pantyhose from the drawer. Junjie thought to himself, why isn't this crotchless? It would be so convenient for me to touch it if it were crotchless.

"Ah..." Mom seemed to be very shocked.

"Where's the skirt?" Then she started looking for the skirt everywhere. She didn't find the skirt, but she found Junjie under the table. At this time, my mother's expression was even more surprised. "Junjie... when did you... come?"

Junjie lied, "I just arrived. I saw Mom looking for her skirt, so I helped look under the table." But his eyes were fixed on his mother's vagina.

Mom squeezed her legs together and covered her lower body with her hands: "Don't look, help mom find her skirt." Junjie knew clearly that she couldn't find it, because he saw a man take away Mom's skirt, stockings and sandals when he left, so he pretended to deal with it.

"Mom, when are we leaving? I want to eat McDonald's."

"Wait a minute, dear." Guiying began to worry: "What should I do? How can I get home? It's almost 7:30. I must not let my husband know about this. The store is closed, or I can let my son buy it."

I have to let my husband fall asleep first, and then I go back later so that nothing will be exposed. Thinking of this, Guiying picked up the phone: "Honey...there is an emergency at my workplace, so I'll be back later. My son is here, you go to sleep first." After hanging up the phone, the rest depended on time, and she didn't leave until 10 o'clock.

"Mom, I'm hungry, let's go."

"Wait a minute, tomorrow I will buy you whatever you want. Today, you stay here with me, okay? Don't tell dad, or I won't want you anymore, and I won't let you touch me anymore."

"Okay," Junjie pouted, reluctantly, "Well, I'm so hungry now, Mom."

Guiying winked at her son, pouted her lips, and coaxed him with a smile, "Don't you like to touch your mother's vagina? Mommy lets you touch it until 10 o'clock, okay?"

Guiying pulled her pantyhose down below her hips, slightly spread her legs, and let her son touch her.

Junjie was still reluctant and said "Okay", after all, he was a child. If he were asked to choose now, he would choose McDonald's without hesitation. He was not playing this kind of "game" with his mother, because he would rather touch a hamburger in his hand rather than his mother's lower body, because this is indeed not a temptation for a 9-year-old child. Junjie's love is completely an imitation of the desire for possession of adults, because his mother is his, and everyone else does this, so he wants to do this.

Finally it was 10 o'clock. Guiying took Junjie's hand away, pulled up her pantyhose, and took Junjie home. Guiying was wearing only thin stockings on her lower body, her feet on the cold concrete floor, walking in the dim corridor. Junjie followed closely behind her, leaving the office building from the small door at the back and heading straight for the back door of the unit. The cool night breeze whizzed into Guiying's lower body. Guiying shivered from time to time, which made her much more awake. He quietly slipped out from behind.

The mother and son stood in a quiet place on the road waiting for a taxi to come. Junjie was placed in front of his mother to serve as a shield. A car stopped beside his door with a bang. Mom quickly took Junjie into the back seat and said to the driver, "No. 89 Changxing Street, drive faster." The drivers' eyes were always sharp, and this one was no exception. He clearly saw that Mom was only wearing pantyhose on her lower body, because the light yellow pantyhose were too eye-catching.

"Aren't you going to call the police?" The driver thought my mother was raped.

My mother immediately understood what the driver meant, and walked up the stairs: "No, that's too embarrassing," and squeezed her legs together.

Driver, you are driving very slowly, but there don't seem to be many cars on the road. Because the driver's eyes would occasionally look at my mother's lower body through the mirror.

Finally we arrived at the destination and parked the car in a corner. The driver said, "If you can let your child get out of the car and go to the side, I will not tell anyone about what happened today."

Mom: Of course, what is he going to do tomorrow? After hesitating for a while, she said to Junjie, "Get out of the car first and wait for your mother at the door." Junjie obediently got out of the car, walked to the door and looked at where the taxi was parked. The driver got out of the car and got into the back seat (but the door couldn’t be closed because there wasn’t enough space). The car started to shake, and the driver started to take off my mother’s stockings. My mother’s legs in light yellow stockings stretched out from the car and cooperated with the driver to take off her stockings. She first lifted them up high and then put them down. The stockings were pulled down to her heels. The driver’s head was buried deeply between my mother’s legs… Then the driver took off his pants and lay on my mother. The car shook even more…

The driver finally left my mother's body. Thank you for sharing. I appreciate it. It has become a habit to visit here every day.