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"I want to drink both of your drinks!"

Zhong Xiling finally came up with a solution. All she had to do was prepare the milk powder and then pour the warm, but not too hot, milk cream onto her wide, bouncy, and voluptuous breasts.

Qin He would smack his lips and lick every inch of her chest clean. He still remembers that memory vividly.

……

"No! It is indeed cool, but like this..."

The fourteen-year-old Qin He had already begun to understand some of the knowledge he should have.

The hidden novel browsing history is mostly related to mature women and married women.

This seems perfectly normal for a young man who awakens to the world amidst sensual pleasures.

—Even if he doesn't understand, his manly possessions can't be faked.

As the erect thing was about to touch Aunt Zhong's crotch, Qin He felt... he was about to make a mistake again.

—He should have made a mistake long ago; who could resist such temptation?

She reached it... and as expected, Aunt Zhong started to blush.

"Hmm? You're back."

"Get him dressed and take a shower! Xiling, tell him to rest well after his shower and not hold the baby like that."

Another beautiful woman emerged from the inner room; naturally, it was Qin He's mother, Qin Xinru.

Equally tall and voluptuous, she was wearing a figure-hugging office lady uniform that accentuated her curves, concealed beneath a thick coat.

There are no men in her company, so there's no need for her to wear a uniform. Qin Xinru only decided to wear it because she saw the office lady uniform in a novel her son was reading.

Her upper body was also steamed with fragrant sweat, which stained her skin a creamy, fleshy color, contrasting with the dark blue bra below.

The patent leather bodycon skirt amplified the visual impact of her full hips to unparalleled beauty, while the black stockings underneath only heightened the allure.

"Qin He, come here."

When she greeted Qin He, a smile finally appeared on Qin Xinru's usually icy face.

Unbuttoning her clothes, the overburdened garments immediately revealed a face full of snow-white, smooth skin.

He held his son's head and buried him in the beautiful objects as well.

Perhaps it's a common trait among voluptuous women, but their sweet, fragrant sweat transforms into a wave of moisture that washes over you.

This action immediately made Qin He feel both cool and hot.

"Time to take a shower and change your clothes."

As she spoke, the alluring uniform that embodied the boy's fantasies was peeled away like flower petals, becoming a breathtaking sight for him alone to behold.

Her beautiful body, clad only in two pieces, quickly came into view. Zhong Xiling also took off the shirt that smelled of Qin He.

……

Soon, it was time for what happened inside the bathhouse.

Zhong Liuxiu played in the spacious bathtub with great enthusiasm, splashing the warm water onto the four undulating, fragrant peaks.

Water droplets shattered atop the soft, plump breasts, gradually evaporating into a rainbow amidst the rising mist.

"Little He~ Take this!"

Zhong Xiling cupped those well-proportioned, full breasts and gently stepped forward to lift Qin He with them. A splash followed—

Qin He was knocked over by the sudden attack of the ball-carrying man; the impact was so large it covered his face.

Slipping on the slippery bottom of the pool, Qin He almost instinctively retaliated. He jumped out of the pool and roughly kneaded and flattened those soft, mature, and beautiful breasts!

"Ah! Xiao He, you little rascal~ If you're so capable, why don't you touch my hand? Why don't you touch your mom?"

"If you dare to rub it again—when you grow up, you'll marry both Aunt Zhong and Xiuxiu!"

What wouldn't a young man with blood rushing to his head dare to do? Qin He not only buried his head in kneading, but also avoided Zhong Xiling's ruthless hands that were pinching his waist, and hid to the side.

But getting past Aunt Zhong doesn't mean he can get past his own mother.

With her hands grasping the soft, smooth skin in front of her, including the pearls and jade, Qin Xinru lifted two mountains to suppress her mischievous little monkey.

"Sit still, Mom will rub your back."

Even now, it seems that my mother's authority is something that twenty Celestis couldn't match.

At that time, Qin He sat obediently by the pool. But what happened next was unexpected—

Qin Xinru lathered her breasts with shower gel, mixing it into fluffy white foam. She then used her incredibly soft and supple breasts to wash her son's back.

Seeing this, Zhong Xiling was also delighted and gave Qin He an unforgettable back rub.

What Zhong Liuxiu didn't know was that when she fell asleep in the middle of the night, her two mothers kept Qin He under the covers and personally extinguished the flames of his youth.

Side Story 2: Sleeping in the same bed with Qin's mother and Aunt Zhong

After having his back and waist pampered with the world's finest and smoothest bath towel, Qin He was left feeling completely dizzy and disoriented after the bath.

In the evening, he would naturally finish his homework and then hide under the covers to read something interesting.

He barely watched some of the films because they didn't evoke any feelings in him, and he never watched them again.

In contrast, Qin He seems to prefer novels that allow for ample room for imagination.

After much hesitation, he decided to do something to release the young man's pent-up anger.

Otherwise, he might not be able to control his impulse and might make another mistake towards Aunt Zhong or his mother...

If he harbors evil intentions, he can probably get whatever he wants easily.

"What are you doing? Let Mom see!"

Suddenly, Qin Xinru's soft questioning made Qin He feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar!

Especially at this moment... Qin Xinru even lifted his blanket and clearly saw the way Qin He was holding the tent pole.

Now there's no way to clear his name, and Qin He felt utterly devastated.

"...Qin He~ You're a big kid now, tell Mommy if you need anything, okay?"

He let out a long sigh, as if he had expected it. He guessed that Qin Xinru was still wearing that bodycon skirt at this moment.

The dim lighting in the room perfectly accentuated the allure of her shapely buttocks, which were encased in patent leather.

Qin He didn't intend to make any excuses; he just couldn't help it, he couldn't stand it anymore.

If we don't release him, are we supposed to make him and nine-year-old Zhong Liuxiu be engaged?

"Mom knows it's hard on you. I'll help you get it out... then you can go to sleep, okay?"

In just a few words, Qin Xinru had already made another bold attempt. If the night hadn't been so dark, Qin He would probably have seen her blushing face long ago.

If you were faced with a stunningly beautiful, mature office lady who was willing to help you calm down and whom you would have many opportunities to pursue in the future, what would you ask her to do to help you?

Returning to one's hometown or seeking warmth in the valley are both excellent choices. However, she wants to offer you a less common approach.

……

Through the black stockings, Qin He could vaguely see his mother's dark blue panties. A darker hue gradually blurred the seam of her plump, snowy mound—

Qin He knew very well what this meant.

Qin Xinru turned her back, maintaining a posture that exposed her private parts to Qin He. She then reached out and grabbed his already quite large penis in her hand.

Absolutely zero! She has absolutely no experience with matters between men and women, so how can she possibly help Qin He clear his heat, reduce his internal fire, and relieve his seminal emission?

Qin Xinru quickly came up with an idea.

She half-pulled down her black stockings, completely revealing her eye-catching white buttocks under the night sky!

Moreover, the plump, snow-white flesh of the abalone constantly radiates a moist, lustrous aura.

"Come...into here."

Holding her feverish little He, a mother's doting affection quickly overwhelmed everything else.

Soon, the plump, pert buttocks, bulging with the fullness of the bodycon skirt, welcomed a new guest. The incredibly soft and fleshy layers of her buttocks beautifully embraced him.

Perhaps wanting to create a greater sense of urgency for Qin He's restless penis, Qin Xinru patted his buttocks with both hands after putting him under her skirt.

Her soft, alluring flesh rose and fell with the sound of the slaps, creating ripples in the bedroom where the mother and son were together.

Logically, the shapely hips encased in the pencil skirt should have given Qin He a thrilling and adventurous feeling. But there's a kind of love that Mom felt wasn't enough.

Qin Xinru felt that simply rubbing between her buttocks was not enough, so she used both hands to bring them together.

"Mom...can I really do it—?"

Before Qin He could finish speaking, Qin Xinru slapped the soft, alluring waves of her buttocks once more.

"Come on if you like! Or... do you think Mom isn't as exciting as a novel? Then go read a novel, and Mom won't help you anymore~ Hmph."

Despite her age, Qin Xinru's youthful appearance and positive mindset make her look remarkably young.

Having received permission, Qin He was about to do something even bolder. He pulled down his panties and first drank deeply of the bright, clear spring water between his mother's beautiful vulva.

"Ah? Ah——"

Unexpectedly, this rascal wasn't satisfied with just a casual encounter; he even started kissing her on the lips.

"Qin...Qin He!"

Hearing Qin Xinru's angry and embarrassed rebuke, Qin He quickly stopped talking. He simply smeared the glistening spring water from his hometown on the soft, yielding path of her buttocks.

And so, his soft, firm buttocks were completely enveloped by the tight-fitting bodycon skirt, creating a soft, smooth walkway for him.

Holding Qin Xinru's slender waist, Qin He thrust forward, passing beautifully between her buttocks and penetrating the delicate fabric of her bodycon skirt.

Although he was still a boy, Qin He was already quite strong. Luckily, Qin Xinru had those unusually plump, easy-to-give-up buttocks, otherwise she really would have been knocked over by this little calf!

"Give me your hand... Ugh... Hmm?!"

Qin Xinru pulled his hand over and dragged it under his clothes. Unbuttoning his shirt, she allowed Qin He to freely fondle the illegally lit headlights that were covered by the hood.

"Mmm...uh—"

His breathing grew heavier. Soon, the dark blue bra that half-covered his breasts was removed from the sofa. In the hazy night, his mother's pair of snow-white, voluptuous breasts bounced and throbbed subtly between his fingertips.

Qin He could see it clearly because the two of them were doing this in front of a mirror.

His penis couldn't help but exert even more force... wanting to thrust into her buttocks even more intensely.

He kept thrusting against Qin Xinru, watching her lower body ripple with waves of passion. After a while, Qin He finally felt exhausted.

The young man's passion surged forth with the exhilarating act of their lovemaking. A sticky sensation filled her skirt as Qin Xinru turned around, taking out a tissue to wipe away the hot blood that clung to Qin He's penis.

"Phew... Where did you learn all this? You naughty boy, listen to your mother~ If you have any needs, you must come to your mother to solve them, understand?"

"If I find out you still dare to take this nasty thing out in front of your Aunt Zhong, I'll—"

At this moment, Qin He's mind was completely elsewhere, not on Qin Xinru's instructions. His semen, glistening with lust, was dripping from between his buttocks onto his trousers.

"Why can't you take something out in front of me? Xinru... you—"

Zhong Xiling, who had already put on her pajamas, opened her sleepy eyes. Her pair of full and firm breasts, like watermelons, were stretching the pajamas as if they were about to burst out.

The key point is that she wasn't wearing pajama bottoms.

……

Everyone was stunned...

By the light from outside the door, Zhong Xiling could easily see Qin He's lingering lust, as well as Qin Xinru's half-pulled pantyhose and her large, snow-white buttocks.

"Oh, I was just thinking of coming in and playing with Xiao He before bedtime. I didn't expect you to be such a dutiful mother!"

Zhong Xiling immediately made a sarcastic remark, covering her face and mocking Qin Xinru's behavior.

Although she wasn't much better off, if Qin Xinru hadn't come, Zhong Xiling would have already buried Qin He under her watermelon breasts, which he loved most.

"...The kid couldn't sleep, so I just helped him out! Just to make him feel a little better. Every kid goes through puberty."

Using a completely flimsy excuse, Qin Xinru pulled up her pantyhose, attempting to cover up the thick, flowing fluid.

"Yes, yes, yes~ help solve it, why can't I do it for him? As his aunt, it's only reasonable for me to take care of my good friend's son, isn't it?"

As she spoke, Zhong Xiling pounced on Qin He, carrying him into the bed beside her.

After a series of ups and downs, the pajamas and other fabrics had already flown out of the covers.