In the footage, Mom walked over to my desk and began taking down my books. At that moment, she was merely a bit awkward, not suspecting anything else. In her mind, I was at Daguo's house, and he had come to retrieve a book. Surely, he wouldn't dare—nor have the time—to do anything to her, right?
After all, it didn't make sense.
Just as Mom picked up the book, Da Guo hadn't replied yet. She turned her head and saw him staring lustfully at her back, with a noticeable bulge in his crotch. However, since his basketball shorts were loose and baggy, the tent wasn't too obvious.
Mom's cheeks flushed slightly, and a flicker of panic flashed in her eyes.
"Which book does Xiao Yang want?" she asked, forcing herself to stay calm. After speaking, she turned her back to Da Guo again.
"The physics book…" Da Guo replied, then entered my bedroom and walked toward her.
Hearing his footsteps behind her, Mom's hands trembled slightly as she searched for the book, but she remained relatively composed, not believing Da Guo would do anything to her.
"It's not here…" she said after a moment of searching. What physics book? The physics book was in my backpack, which I had already taken to Teacher An's house.
By this time, Da Guo had already approached her from behind, standing very close. He couldn't help but inhale the fragrance of her hair.
"Maybe you remembered wrong? Tell Xiao Yang to look again. All his books are here…" Mom said to Da Guo behind her, trying to keep her tone normal. However, her reluctance to turn around betrayed her unease, especially since she could sense Da Guo standing nearby.
"You tell Xiao Yang to keep looking… I can call him too…" Mom suggested, but Da Guo didn't respond. Sensing something was off, she suddenly turned around, avoiding his gaze, and walked past him toward the door, turning off the light as she went.
This caught Da Guo off guard. Mom had left—or rather, "escaped."
Realizing that Mom had figured him out, Da Guo decided there was no turning back. He turned and followed her.
After leaving my bedroom, Mom intended to return to her own room, but hearing footsteps behind her, she panicked and headed toward the back of the hallway, seemingly aiming for the storeroom. Once inside, she could lock the door from the inside and "escape danger."
But now, it was too late. She had already let Da Guo into the house—inviting the wolf into the fold. Closing the barn door after the horse had bolted was futile.
Mom's steps quickened, clearly "fleeing," though she tried not to make it too obvious.
Since Mom was already aware, Da Guo no longer held back. He knew that if she made it to the storeroom in the backyard, he would have no chance. The storeroom had an iron door that even brute force couldn't break open.
"Ah…" Just as Mom reached the end of the hallway, Da Guo wrapped his arms around her waist like a pair of pliers. Startled, she let out a gasp. Though she had guessed his intentions, she had still held onto a sliver of hope. Now, with his arms tightly around her, she panicked.
"Hss... hss... hss..." Daguo wrapped his arms around Mom's slender waist from behind, pulling her tightly into his embrace. He pressed his nose against her beautiful hair, inhaling deeply, while his body pressed flush against her back—especially his hips, which were firmly pressed against her rounded buttocks, separated only by her nightgown and his basketball shorts.
"Let me go... What are you doing..." Mom squirmed in Daguo's arms, her hands gripping his arms as she pushed against him with all her might. Though she was much older than Daguo, who hadn't even reached adulthood, she was no match for his strength. Despite her efforts to press down on his arms, she couldn't budge him an inch.
"Daguo, let go. If you keep this up, I'll get angry..." Mom said, thrusting her hips forward repeatedly. She could feel his hips pressing against her buttocks and wanted to create some distance, but his arms were wrapped tightly around her lower abdomen, making any effort futile.
"Daguo, did everything I said to you the other day go in one ear and out the other?" Mom panted, breathless. They were only two or three meters away from the back door, yet she couldn't move forward even a step.
"Even if the sky falls tonight, I don't care..." Daguo whispered into her ear after planting a kiss in her hair, then began kissing her cheeks. At the same time, he tightened his grip on her waist and started pulling her backward, toward the doors of the two bedrooms.
"You..." Mom knew exactly what Daguo intended as he dragged her backward. After uttering that single word, she quickly hooked her hands onto the kitchen doorframe, no longer bothering to push him away.
"Don't... Daguo... you... c-calm down..." Mom pleaded, her fingers gripping the edges of the doorframe as her slender arms strained to hold her body in place. Daguo continued to pull her backward, and the joints of her fingers, still clinging to the doorframe, turned white from the effort—a clear sign of how hard she was fighting.
At the same time, Mom tilted her head to the side, trying to evade Daguo's kisses.
"Smack... smack..." But her attempts to avoid him were in vain. Daguo's lips roamed freely over her ears, cheeks, and neck, kissing wherever they could reach.
Meanwhile, Mom tried to thrust her hips forward to escape, while Daguo pushed his hips forward even more forcefully, ensuring they remained pressed against her buttocks. The scene was almost comical—both of them thrusting their hips forward repeatedly, creating a strangely absurd picture, if one could ignore the tension of the moment.
Mom refused to give up, clinging desperately to the doorframe as her body writhed and her head twisted to avoid his advances.
But it was all futile. Not only were her hands useless in this struggle, but Daguo was utterly determined, leaving Mom with the sinking feeling that there was no escape.
Finally, Daguo wrapped his arms tightly around her waist and lifted one leg, hooking it around her calf and trapping her knees. In a move reminiscent of a "golden rooster standing on one leg," he effectively restrained both of her legs.
Well, it wasn't exactly a one-legged stance—since he was holding onto her slender waist, Mom inadvertently helped him maintain his balance.
Alright then, Mom's knee was pinned by Daguo using one leg, further limiting her range of movement, while her hips could no longer thrust forward.
At this moment, Daguo freed one hand and placed it on Mom's buttocks.
Now, one of Daguo's arms was entirely sufficient.
Since Mom was resisting desperately, clinging to the doorframe and refusing to let go, there was no need for Daguo to use brute force to pull her. If he ended up injuring her by forcing her, it wouldn't be worth trying.
So, Daguo only needed to wrap one arm around Mom's slender waist and pull her backward, maintaining a constant backward force. This way, Mom's hands remained bound to the doorframe.
As the large hand caressed her mother's bottom, her mother's body trembled violently. By then, her mother's beautiful hair had already cascaded loosely, partially covering her cheeks.
The large hand stroked her mother's bottom through the nightgown, occasionally lifting to fondle her breasts.
When the hand reached her mother's chest, she instinctively tried to push it away. But the moment her grip on the doorframe loosened, her body was pulled backward. In the end, she had no choice but to tighten her hold on the doorframe again while twisting her body to evade, though all her efforts were in vain.
Her mother was now caught in a dilemma with no way out. Pushing the large hand away might reduce the violation, but releasing the doorframe would mean being dragged into the bedroom. She knew all too well what would happen there.
Yet, by not letting go of the doorframe, she was left completely vulnerable to the groping, unable to resist in any meaningful way.
At that moment, her mother might have wished she had two more hands...
"Don't..." But as the large hand lifted the hem of her nightgown, her mother turned her head abruptly, her eyes filled with panic and embarrassment. Her red lips parted, revealing extreme anxiety.
"Mmm..." Before she could utter another word, her lips were captured by the large man's kiss. Simultaneously, his hand had already raised the hem of her nightgown, exposing her slender, snow-white legs, her rounded, pale buttocks, and the pink underwear beneath. Her eyes widened in shock—she had been forcefully kissed once again.
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