The beautiful woman's sweet, mature, and orchid-like scent mingled with the slightly unripe, refreshing fragrance of the young girl, a hint of heat emanating from them, and the slightly acidic sweat filled the room.
Yelena touched her daughter's genitals, finding them incredibly sticky and wet. The girl's waist was still writhing uncontrollably, her buttocks seemingly raised involuntarily, and honey-like fluid flowed down her thighs, leaving her knees wet and slippery.
This, combined with the girl's unusually seductive panting, as if she were crying and begging, and her sobbing moans, gave off an unusually alluring and lewd feeling.
For a moment, Yelena even had a strange thought: "Ah, so I gave birth to such a little slut."
She bit her full lips, knowing she shouldn't have such a thought, but after being widowed for many years, especially after Alice's "unexpected" birth and her son Andrei's disappearance without a trace, she wanted to protect Alice's healthy growth and prevent her from knowing who her real "father" was.
Therefore, he moved to a place where no one knew him, not only for Alice's sake, but also to build a dam for his own soul.
A dam called Mother—
But when the villains broke in, when a trace of crimson flowed from Alice's tender little hole, the "mother" identity she had so firmly upheld shattered.
Surrounded by a group of men of her own kind, hand in hand with her daughter Alice, the girl's pointed breasts pressed against her own large, round, smooth breasts, seemingly filled with thick milk, as she was being fucked face-to-face, her mouth agape, crying and begging for mercy.
Something seemed to vanish from her, replaced by an incomparably thick darkness, as if all hope had vanished, like an abyss of depravity.
In that abyss, the foreign youth brought an unparalleled ray of dazzling sunlight, completely purifying the darkness and despair surrounding her.
When the young man held her, she felt an unprecedented sense of peace.
Yes, without the identity of "mother," she was just a woman, a woman mature to the point of being overflowing with sweetness…
At this moment, a woman's instinct prevented her from completely regarding Alice as her "daughter," and a trace of jealousy even stirred within her.
Her jade-like legs involuntarily clamped even tighter around the young man's thighs, and a soft "sizzling" sound came from her lower body, as if a ripe peach had been crushed, its sweet juice flowing uncontrollably.
The slippery, sticky wetness between her labia made the mature woman feel ashamed and even more… unbearable.
"I want it too…"
The beautiful mature woman's eyes were hazy with desire, the young man's pleasant scent seemed even closer, and when she came to her senses, she realized that she had already stretched out her plump, slender neck, leaning in with her daughter to kiss the young man.
Li Dong kissed the girl's delicate red lips, and another full, sexy, luscious red lip came closer, and he could only kiss the beautiful woman passionately. Because the beautiful woman leaned her entire body against him, almost sharing the space of his upper body with the girl, half of his body was pressed against her large, full breasts, like kneaded dough, almost as if his arm and half of his chest were squeezed inside.
The texture was smooth and plump, soft and glutinous, yet incredibly soft, as if the slightest movement of his arm would melt into sticky sand and melt into his body.
On the other side, the girl's firm, perky breasts pressed tightly against half of his chest, soft yet extremely elastic. If the other side was like melted cream, this was like semi-solid, tightly filled, proud, youthful breasts.
The firm, resilient nipples, pressed against his skin by the full flesh, created a unique and alluring sensation.
Alice whimpered, biting her slightly red lips as she watched her mother and older brother's passionate, wet kiss. The two turned their heads, their moist red lips meeting her brother's, wet and tight. As they rubbed and moved, their slightly parted lips revealed their intertwined tongues, constantly entwining and licking each other.
The smacking, smacking sounds of saliva mingling made the girl dizzy and lightheaded, yet she couldn't help but pout slightly, as if someone had stolen her most cherished possession—even from her beloved mother—and a strange sense of resentment welled up within her.
Following some kind of instinct, the girl pushed her mother's cheek away, letting her mother's tongue emerge from her brother's mouth, a glistening strand of saliva still connecting their tongues. The girl then whimpered and kissed her mother's tongue.
"Mmm, ooh~ Sizzle, pop~"
The girl's delicate, sweet nasal voice, accompanied by the wet, intertwined sounds of saliva, filled the room. Her infatuated expression, the tight kiss, the sucking of saliva, the constant throbbing of her chin, and the gentle undulations of her cheeks—all spoke volumes about the passionate, swirling interplay of tongues within that wet space.
The beautiful woman's eyes were moist, filled with longing, but she no longer wanted to compete with her daughter. Suddenly remembering something, she gently bit her moist lips and quietly moved her body to the young man's crotch.
The young man's penis was swollen and erect, its firmness undeniable, radiating a slightly dry, sun-kissed scent that made the woman's heart flutter. Perhaps its only flaw was its size.
Li Dong's penis was of average size among Chinese men, but among Russians, whose penises were generally larger, it naturally appeared relatively small.
Yelena, tossing her slightly curled blonde hair, lowered her head and took the red glans into her mouth. Her beautiful lips, without much distortion, sucked in most of the shaft with a soft "slurp."
Li Dong's thighs trembled slightly. He felt the wet, tight space completely enveloping his penis, incredibly sticky and hot. He initially thought it was a vagina, until the tongue wrapped around it and the increasingly strong sucking sensation made him realize the beautiful woman was sucking his penis.
Instinctively, he wanted to stop her. His semen was crucial at this moment; he needed to nourish Alice's body, and one time wouldn't be enough. If it were all for nothing… But the girl's entanglement, and the increasingly intense tingling pleasure that surged from his lower body with the rise and fall of the beautiful woman's head…
He knew he couldn't stop her. Perhaps it was because during his sparring sessions with Lan Yan, he had noticed her beautiful, rosy lips. Her upper lip was thin with a slight upturn, while her lower lip was full and smooth, almost without lines, radiating a lustrous, even reddish sheen, perfectly complementing her shape—indescribably alluring.
Lan Yan rarely smiled, only occasionally revealing a slight smile to him. When her cherry lips curved into a smile, it had once left him speechless with amazement.
And so did Zhi Ran; the two sisters actually shared many similarities…
Recalling Lan Yan and Zhi Ran, for some reason, his penis grew harder and more tingly. With a jolt, a surge of warm fluid erupted, flowing into the beautiful woman's small mouth.