The sound of the lock turning echoed.
Wang Xiulan shuddered violently, the hot, tight inner walls of her flower hole between her legs suddenly contracting sharply.
"Uh..."
Lin Zhe was startled by this sudden squeeze, the tingling sensation on his glans almost causing him to lose control.
He grunted softly, feeling his lower back go weak, momentarily unable to muster any strength.
By the time he finally snapped out of it and looked towards the door, it was already too late.
The door had already been pushed open more than halfway.
What to do?
Lin Zhe's mind raced. In his panic, he reached out and grabbed a magazine from the arm of the sofa, spreading it open on top of the thin blanket covering the two of them, providing at least some semblance of an excuse for their ambiguous posture.
In that instant, two slender figures, carrying the chill from outside, stepped into the foyer.
Lin Yue and Su Yu were back.
As soon as they entered, while changing their shoes, the two women habitually glanced towards the living room.
Immediately, their gazes froze on the sofa.
What was going on?
They saw their mother, Wang Xiulan, "sitting" in her son's (husband's) Lin Zhe's lap, while Lin Zhe was almost half-lying on the sofa.
A thin blanket covered them, and on top of the blanket, a magazine was awkwardly spread open.
Wang Xiulan sat bolt upright, her hands unnaturally pressing on the edges of the magazine, her face an abnormally flushed red.
Lin Zhe, meanwhile, had his head tilted back, beads of sweat visible on his temples, his Adam's apple bobbing, breathing heavily.
Even with the double concealment of the thin blanket and the magazine, how could such an ambiguous posture and atmosphere escape the notice of two fellow women?
Seeing this scene, the two women immediately exchanged a glance.
Su Yu's eyes held a hint of mockery and a trace of "I knew it" derision, as if saying:
"Look at your husband. We just went downstairs to talk for a few minutes, and he's already getting it on with your mom."
Lin Yue's expression was far more complex—resignation, reproach, and a trace of something she herself was reluctant to admit... envy. She raised an eyebrow slightly, as if responding:
"What do you mean 'my husband'? Aren't you his proper wife?"
They stared into each other's beautiful eyes for a few seconds, then shared a smile, a smile that held an unspoken understanding and complicity no outsider could decipher.
Immediately after, they acted as if nothing was amiss, calmly beginning to remove their heavy coats.
Su Yu slipped off her black parka, revealing the light white high-neck cashmere sweater that tightly hugged her voluptuous figure underneath.
The cashmere was incredibly soft, clinging to the full curves of her D-cup breasts, outlining a breathtaking silhouette.
Below, she wore tight jeans that perfectly showcased her firm, perky peach-shaped buttocks and her long, straight legs.
Her young, pretty face, flushed a healthy pink from the cold air, had bright, sparkling eyes.
Lin Yue also took off her down jacket. Her indoor wear was more casual, but her impressive, melon-sized breasts seemed almost on the verge of stretching the cotton top to transparency.
Her plump, ample buttocks, now free from the bulk of heavy clothing, also appeared extremely round and full.
After changing into slippers, Lin Yue first walked over to the crib beside the sofa, leaned down, and checked on her son, Li Shiming.
The child was sleeping soundly, his little face rosy.
A look of motherly affection crossed Lin Yue's face, and she gently tucked in the corner of his blanket.
Su Yu, meanwhile, carrying her coat, walked directly towards the sofa on her long, jeans-clad legs.
With each step she took, Wang Xiulan's heart sank further.
By now, Wang Xiulan's cheeks weren't just flushed; they were burning hot.
She could clearly feel her son's massive, hard cock still buried deep inside her vagina. The coronal ridge would swell and then recede intermittently, as if breathing, consciously rubbing against her sensitive, alluring flesh.
As her daughter-in-law Su Yu drew closer, an intense wave of shame and the thrill of transgression shot straight to the top of her head.
Wang Xiulan felt an uncontrollable trickle of love juices seeping from the depths of her passage.
How could she have ever imagined that one day she would be penetrated by her son right in front of her daughter-in-law and daughter?
Extreme shame made her unable to look at Su Yu. She could only stare fixedly at the magazine Lin Zhe had spread in front of her, as if it contained some masterpiece.
Lin Zhe wasn't comfortable either at this moment.
On one hand, there was the ultimate pleasure brought by the constantly writhing, alluring flesh inside his mother's passage;
On the other hand, his wife and sister were right there watching, ready to expose them at any moment.
While Lin Zhe himself didn't really care—after all, the three of them had already had a threesome, so what was there left to hide?—
His mother was different.
She was thin-skinned and more traditional. If exposed, it would be worse than death for her.
Thus, Lin Zhe's cock was rock-hard, almost bursting, yet he dared not move.
Seeing Su Yu had already reached them, Lin Zhe instinctively shot her a questioning look.
*Wife, what do we do?*
The two were so in sync that Su Yu naturally understood Lin Zhe's look.
But she wasn't panicked in the slightest; instead, she found the scene utterly fascinating.
After all, it wasn't her making a fool of herself.
In fact, Su Yu desperately wanted to see how this mother-in-law, who usually pretended to be so dignified, was currently receiving pleasure under her own son.
So, Su Yu gave Lin Zhe an almost imperceptible nod.
Seeing his wife's support, Lin Zhe, overwhelmed by lust, finally stopped caring too much.
His already swollen and excited member seemed to thicken another notch!
Then, with a slight dip of his waist and abdomen, he gave a gentle thrust against his mother's thoroughly soaked core, right through the thin blanket!
*Squelch!*
A faint sound of coupling emanated from beneath the blanket.
"Mmm..."
Caught off guard, Wang Xiulan felt her son's big cock reach a place her husband Lin Jianguo had never touched.
A powerful electric current shot from her tailbone straight to the back of her head, tightening her throat. A soft, tearful moan escaped through her clenched teeth.
Su Yu, standing nearby, took in everything.
Feigning surprise at her mother-in-law's odd reaction, she covered her small mouth with her hand, but her beautiful eyes were full of laughter:
"Mom? What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Su Yu asked sweetly, then, as if just noticing, tilted her head to look at Lin Zhe:
"Oh my, why are you sitting in Xiao Zhe's lap?"
As she spoke, she shot Lin Zhe a playful look that said, "I caught you doing something naughty."
Lin Zhe, struggling to suppress the pleasure in his lower body, forced a stiff smile and explained for his mother:
"Ah... Mom said she felt a bit dizzy today. I was afraid she might faint, so I'm just helping her rest for a bit."
Su Yu drew out an "Oh—" and casually sat down on the armrest on the other side of the sofa.
Her round buttocks, tightly encased in jeans, only perched on the edge. She elegantly crossed her long legs, continuing with a concerned expression:
"Well, you do need to be careful then."
"Mom, is this dizziness... perhaps from being too excited?"
Su Yu's words were, of course, loaded with meaning. Her eyes were like X-rays, seemingly trying to pierce through that thin blanket to see the big cock wreaking havoc inside her mother-in-law.
*Hmph, it must be this slut who secretly seduced my husband on her own.*
*Always putting on such a prim and proper act, but inside she's just a cheap whore who can't keep her legs closed at the sight of a cock. Today, I'll see where you hide that old face of yours!*
Su Yu cursed inwardly, but her smile grew even sweeter on the outside.
Lin Yue walked over at this point.
Unlike Su Yu, who saw right through the coupling happening under the blanket, she initially thought Lin Zhe was just holding their mother and taking some liberties.
Therefore, believing Lin Zhe's words to be true, she also approached, leaned down, and reached out a concerned hand to feel Wang Xiulan's forehead.
As Lin Yue leaned over, her pair of melon-sized breasts almost spilled from her neckline, emitting a faint, pleasant milky scent.
"Mom, if you're really dizzy, you should go back to your room and lie down for a while. I'll just reheat dinner when it's time to eat."
Wang Xiulan's forehead was, of course, burning hot.
Lin Yue made a sound of surprise and was about to take a closer look when, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed something amiss.
Under the blanket, her brother Lin Zhe's buttocks seemed to be engaged in a very rhythmic, yet extremely slow... rocking motion.
One thrust, then another.
The movement was slight, but it was definitely not an unconscious tremor.
Puzzled, Lin Yue turned her head and met Su Yu's expression—one of suppressed laughter and mischief.
No matter how slow Lin Yue was, she understood instantly at that moment.
*They're actually doing it right now!*
*Xiao Zhe, you too...*
*Sigh...*
Once she grasped the situation, Lin Yue felt both embarrassed and angry, her cheeks flushing a deep red "whoosh."
Seeing her mother's distressed state—clearly terrified of being discovered—and Su Yu deliberately teasing her, Lin Yue shot Su Yu an annoyed glare:
"Alright, Xiao Yu! Didn't you say you were tired from shopping today? Go upstairs and rest now!"
Then, she turned a cold gaze towards Lin Zhe, who was still holding their mother:
"I'm tired too. I'm going to wash my hands in the bathroom first, then I'll go heat up the dishes."
The implication was clear: she was giving Lin Zhe and their mother a way out.
So their mother wouldn't lose all face in front of the younger generation.
Hearing his sister's words, Lin Zhe finally calmed down a bit. Regaining his senses, he clearly felt the plump, warm body of his mother in his arms trembling slightly, shaking like a leaf in an autumn wind.
For a moment, a pang of pity rose in Lin Zhe's heart. He knew he had indeed gone too far.
So, following his sister Lin Yue's lead, he immediately said:
"Yeah, yeah, Xiao Yu, didn't you say your feet hurt from walking all day? You go upstairs first. After I help Mom to her room to rest, I'll come up to be with you right away."
Seeing that Lin Yue was already angry, Su Yu knew today's "show" was over and it wouldn't be good to keep pushing Wang Xiulan.
Her intention had only been to tease this "hypocritical" mother-in-law, not to actually tear off the mask completely.
So she nodded obediently, squinting her eyes and putting on a cute expression:
"Okay~"
However, just as she stood up, holding her coat and preparing to go upstairs, she paused as she passed by Lin Zhe's ear, as if suddenly remembering something.
Su Yu slightly turned her exquisite face and, in a voice she thought only her husband could hear, said:
"Husband, don't worry about me. Later... fuck this shameless slut to death."
The volume was indeed low. Lin Yue didn't hear it, but it landed perfectly in Wang Xiulan's ears.
Instantly, her mind "exploded" as if struck by lightning.
*Wh-what?!*
*My daughter-in-law... she actually... knows?!*
*When did she find out?*
*Did my son tell her?*
*Or did she figure it out herself?*
*Fuck this... shameless slut to death...*
A torrent of thoughts flooded her mind. Her daughter-in-law's words, like a nightmare, kept echoing in Wang Xiulan's head.
The secret of her affair with her son had been laid bare by her daughter-in-law!
Wang Xiulan felt the world spin. Her face, which had just been flushed with lust and shame, drained of all color within seconds, turning as pale as a sheet.
Lin Yue had only taken two steps when she turned back and saw her mother's expression suddenly change drastically. Her despondent look made Lin Yue's heart clench.
Seeing Su Yu still leaning close to her brother's ear, Lin Yue immediately suspected she had said something she shouldn't have, and her anger flared.
Before Su Yu could turn around, Lin Yue took a large stride over and gave a not-too-light, not-too-heavy, but crisp slap on Su Yu's perky buttocks.
*Smack!*
"Alright! I told you to go upstairs. What are you dawdling for?"
"Ow!"
Su Yu was startled, turning back with a pitiful look, one hand rubbing her stinging butt cheek.
Lin Yue glared at her, both annoyed and amused.
Su Yu finally yielded:
"Alright, alright, I get it, no need to be so fierce... Well, husband, you come up quickly, okay."
As Su Yu stood up to go upstairs, Lin Yue also calmed down, realizing she had overreacted a bit. Her expression softened, and she gave Su Yu an apologetic nod.
Su Yu, of course, wasn't really angry, just a bit annoyed she couldn't continue watching her mother-in-law's embarrassment.
Finally, she stuck her tongue out at Lin Yue, then, holding her coat, swayed her slender waist and walked step by step up to the second floor.
Seeing this, Lin Yue didn't hesitate either. She turned and went to the bathroom, hiding by the wall to secretly watch her brother and mother.
In the living room, only the mother and son who had just been joined together remained.
Lin Zhe gently patted his mother, who seemed lost in a daze, in his arms.
"Mom... Mom?"
Wang Xiulan trembled violently all over, as if just waking from a nightmare.
"Hmm?"
"Mom, it's okay now. Xiao Yu... they've all left," Lin Zhe comforted her.
But Wang Xiulan showed no reaction, still staring blankly at the ceiling.
Lin Zhe, seeing his mother remain motionless for a long time, thought she was genuinely too weak in the legs and couldn't muster any strength.
Afraid of keeping his sister waiting too long, he exerted force on his own, lifting his mother's plump, ample buttocks with both hands and giving a sudden upward heave.
"Plop!"
Accompanied by a loud, sticky, wet sound, that thick, long, vein-covered cock was pulled out from Wang Xiulan's opening, the entire shaft coated in lewd, slippery fluids.
Losing the support of the penis, Wang Xiulan seemed to lose all her support as well, and she slumped sideways.
Lin Zhe was shocked and hurriedly reached out, pulling his mother's soft body into his arms, holding her securely.
Only then did Lin Zhe see clearly that his mother's well-maintained, beautiful face was, at some unknown time, already streaked with crisscrossing tear tracks.
"Mom! Mom, what's wrong?" Lin Zhe panicked.
Wang Xiulan didn't look at him, just stared at a point in the empty air, muttering to herself:
"Xiao Zhe... tell me... will Xiao Yu... will she tell others in the future... if she tells... you... how will you ever face people..."
Even at this moment, Wang Xiulan's first thought was still her son's reputation.
Lin Zhe was stunned.
Only then did he realize his mother hadn't failed to hear Su Yu's words; she had heard them all too clearly.
A wave of irritation instantly rose in Lin Zhe's heart.
But he couldn't blame Su Yu; that was just her personality—bold in love and hate.
If anyone was to blame, it was himself.
Blame himself for being blinded by lust, blame himself for being too impatient, actually defiling his own birth mother in the living room, right under the eyes of his wife and sister.
Right now, Wang Xiulan's reaction of utter despair was the most troublesome for Lin Zhe.
Should he confess?
Tell her that Su Yu not only knew, but was even an "accomplice"?
Lin Zhe didn't dare.
He feared the situation would become even more unmanageable.
Then should he pretend nothing happened?
But his mother had clearly heard that phrase "fuck the slut to death."
Just as Lin Zhe was caught in this dilemma, Lin Yue, who had been hiding and peeping from the bathroom, finally couldn't stand it any longer.
She strode out.
Lin Yue had originally planned to wait until her mother returned to her room before coming out to interrogate her brother alone.
But the current situation had clearly exceeded her expectations.
Her mother's appearance—distraught, devastated, and filled with grief and indignation—tugged at Lin Yue's heart.
"Mom."
Lin Yue called out, already walking up to the sofa.
Wang Xiulan, like a startled rabbit, jerked her head up, then instinctively tried to pull her skirt to cover her private parts, only to find there was no need to cover anything.
"Yue... Yueyue..." Her voice trembled.
Lin Yue walked to the other side of her mother and sat down close to her.
Immediately after, as if to comfort her mother, she extended her delicate hand and grasped her mother's ice-cold, sweat-drenched hand.
"Mom, don't worry."
"Xiao Yu and I... we won't talk recklessly."
Lin Yue's voice was very soft, yet exceptionally firm.
Hearing this, Wang Xiulan jolted violently.
Her unfocused phoenix eyes looked at her daughter with disbelief.
"Xiao Yu and I won't talk recklessly"?
What... what did that mean?
Wang Xiulan finally seemed to realize something.
She stiffly turned her head again, glanced at her handsome son, then looked at her beautiful daughter holding her hand.
An absurd, terrifying thought to the extreme slowly surfaced.
Could it be...
Could it be that even Yueyue... also...
"Ah—!"
Wang Xiulan suddenly let out a piercing, mournful scream!
She sprang to her feet, as if using all her strength, raised her hand, and slapped Lin Zhe's face hard!
"Smack!!!"
The slap was crisp and loud, reverberating through the entire living room.
On the crib, little Shi Ming's eyes were tightly closed, as if he might wake from his sweet dream at any moment.
Lin Zhe was slapped sideways, five finger marks quickly rising on his handsome cheek. He covered his face in pain, looking at his mother in shock:
"Mom..."
Wang Xiulan trembled all over with rage, pointing at Lin Zhe's nose and cursing:
"Beast!!"
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