Chapter 7: Mom, Stop Talking...

"Qiaolian, I... HISS..."

A warm, slippery sensation washed over him. Lin Meng couldn’t help but shiver, drawing in a sharp breath.

Pan Qiaolian bit her lower lip lightly. Holding Lin Meng, she stroked him up and down.

That warm sensation gliding over the ridges made Lin Meng’s very soul tremble. He wondered, "Is this what a woman feels like? It feels absolutely incredible!"

After a while, when she felt she was ready, Pan Qiaolian slowly guided him to the right spot.

"Xiaomeng, come in quickly." Pan Qiaolian’s face was flushed red, her misty eyes filled with a lustful gleam.

Lin Meng pushed forward slightly. A tight sensation quietly enveloped him, making all the muscles in his body instantly tense up!

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

"Qiaolian, are you asleep?"

Just as Lin Meng was about to push all the way in with one vigorous thrust, someone started knocking on the gate and shouting from outside. Startled, Lin Meng flinched and nearly came right then and there.

"Oh no, it’s my mother-in-law!" Pan Qiaolian panicked slightly. Her lust quickly faded as she got up from the bed.

"Qiaolian, what do we do now?" Lin Meng hurriedly pulled up his pants, breaking out in a sweat from the anxiety.

If Pan Qiaolian’s mother-in-law caught them in this situation, she would definitely chase him down and beat him. The whole village would find out, and even his stepmother wouldn’t be able to hold her head up in public.

"Don’t panic, Xiaomeng. There’s a wardrobe in my bedroom. Hide inside first, and I’ll figure out a way to send her away," Pan Qiaolian said, struck by an idea as she pushed Lin Meng toward the wardrobe.

Having no other choice, Lin Meng opened the wardrobe doors and hid inside. Pan Qiaolian quickly changed her clothes and smoothed her hair before walking out to open the gate.

"Qiaolian, why did it take you so long to open the gate?" Zhang Guilan stood at the entrance, asking in confusion.

"I was already in bed. I didn’t expect you to come over.

"By the way, Mom, is something the matter?" Pan Qiaolian asked guiltily.

"Sigh, it’s nothing really. It’s just that being home alone, my heart feels so empty, and I can’t fall asleep no matter what.

"So I came looking for you. I wanted to sleep over for the night." Zhang Guilan let out a faint sigh.

"Ah, sleep with me..." Pan Qiaolian thought of Lin Meng hiding in the bedroom, and her panic intensified.

"Qiaolian, why are you so nervous? You’re not hiding a man in your room, are you?" Seeing her expression, Zhang Guilan grew suspicious.

Pan Qiaolian quickly forced a smile. "Mom, what are you talking about? Even though I’m a widow, I’m not that kind of easy woman."

"Then what are you afraid of?" Without another word, Zhang Guilan walked straight into the courtyard and headed for the bedroom.

"Hmm, what is this smell?" As soon as she walked in, Zhang Guilan caught a whiff of a peculiar scent in the air.

As a woman with plenty of experience, there was no way she couldn’t recognize this heavy scent of lust. She looked at Pan Qiaolian, her eyes instantly filled with suspicion.

Pan Qiaolian reacted quickly. With her cheeks flushed red, she said, "Mom, you smelled it.

"To tell you the truth, the reason I didn’t open the gate right away was because I was secretly touching myself.

"But you can’t blame me. Your son died young, and as a widow all these years, I just couldn’t hold it back anymore. You’re a woman too, you should understand how that feels, right?"

Zhang Guilan’s gaze softened, and a look of pity appeared on her face. "Qiaolian, it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have suspected you.

"Alas, we are both ill-fated women. Our husbands left us so early, leaving us to live as widows. It’s perfectly normal to take care of our own needs.

"Since it’s just the two of us here, I’ll tell you from the bottom of my heart—I secretly do that kind of thing sometimes too."

Pan Qiaolian’s peach-blossom eyes instantly widened. "Mom, you do that too?"

"What kind of question is that? I’m a woman too, and I have needs. Without a man to satisfy me, of course I can’t help but touch myself secretly." A girlish shyness appeared on Zhang Guilan’s mature face.

Pan Qiaolian didn’t say anything more, but she couldn’t help a stifled giggle.

"Oh, so you dare to laugh at me, do you!" Embarrassed and flustered, Zhang Guilan reached out to grab Pan Qiaolian, her hand coincidentally clasping a soft, plump breast.

"Ah... Mom, let go, I can’t take it." Pan Qiaolian was already overflowing with lust from Lin Meng’s teasing. Grabbed like this, her sensitive body instantly went limp, and her voice trembled as she spoke.

"Sigh, if you can’t even handle this, it seems you’ve really been holding it in for years. Your body is way too sensitive.

"Since I don’t have anything else to do today, let me help you take care of it." Zhang Guilan shook her head, bringing her other hand up to gently massage her.

A woman knew best where another woman’s sensitive spots were.

Being teased like this, Pan Qiaolian’s breathing grew heavy. "Mom, what are you doing?"

"Qiaolian, I came so suddenly, you definitely didn’t finish earlier. Let me make it up to you." Zhang Guilan pinched her two peaks and gently rolled them.

"Mom, we can’t do this." Pan Qiaolian’s face flushed furiously as she shook her head.

This was just too shameful!

More importantly, Lin Meng was still watching from the wardrobe!

"We’re family, why can’t we?" Zhang Guilan chuckled softly, pressing Pan Qiaolian down onto the bed.

Pan Qiaolian’s entire body felt weak and numb; she had absolutely no strength to resist. Zhang Guilan stripped off her pants in one swift motion and parted her smooth, fair legs.

"Qiaolian, you look so beautiful down here. It’s a pity my son didn’t have the blessing to enjoy it." Looking at Pan Qiaolian’s glistening pink flesh, Zhang Guilan couldn’t help but sigh in admiration.

"Mom... stop talking..." Pan Qiaolian twisted her waist, still trying to put up a token resistance.

"Qiaolian, look at how wet you are. If you keep holding it in, it’ll be bad for your body. I have to help you release it today." Ignoring her protests, Zhang Guilan leaned over the bed and buried her face between her legs.

"Mmm..." Instantly, Pan Qiaolian’s sweet, soul-stirring moans echoed throughout the bedroom.

From inside the wardrobe, Lin Meng watched the scene unfold through the crack in the doors. His heart felt like it was going to leap out of his chest, and all his blood rushed straight to his head.

He thought, "Oh my god! This is too wild! This scene is way more thrilling than an adult movie!"

From his angle, he was staring right at Zhang Guilan’s perfectly round, plump, and massive buttocks sticking high up in the air. Her luscious curves radiated a suffocating allure.

Lin Meng was quite familiar with Zhang Guilan. She was in her early forties, but she maintained herself so well that she only looked to be in her thirties. But the most attractive thing about her was her figure. Whether it was her full, perky breasts or her plump, upturned bottom, she exuded the unique charm of a mature woman.

The immense temptation made him want to burst out right now, grab onto those plump cheeks, and pound her ruthlessly! But remembering his current predicament, he could only suppress his urges with all his might.

Ten minutes later.

"Mom, I’m going to cum!" Pan Qiaolian suddenly let out an ecstatic cry. She arched her waist high, locking her legs tightly around Zhang Guilan’s head as she began to tremble violently.

After convulsing for more than ten seconds, she finally calmed down, panting heavily.

"Qiaolian, do you feel better now?" Zhang Guilan smiled as she lifted her head, her mouth and face covered in glistening juices.

Pan Qiaolian managed a weak smile, but inside, she was fraught with anxiety. Lin Meng was still hiding in the wardrobe. She needed to find a way to get him out of here as quickly as possible.

With that thought, Pan Qiaolian suddenly sat up and pinned Zhang Guilan beneath her.

"Qiaolian, what are you doing?" Zhang Guilan asked in bewilderment.

"Mom, you helped me just now. Next, it’s my turn to help you!" Pan Qiaolian gave a seductive smile as her soft hands began to roam over Zhang Guilan’s body.

"Ah, we shouldn’t..." Zhang Guilan tried to refuse, but Pan Qiaolian’s nimble little hand had already slipped inside her pants. Zhang Guilan instantly let out a cry of pleasure and closed her eyes in enjoyment.

Taking advantage of the moment, Pan Qiaolian shot Lin Meng a pointed look and proceeded to strip off Zhang Guilan’s clothes.

Seeing that Zhang Guilan was fully immersed in the pleasure, Lin Meng gently pushed open the wardrobe doors and tiptoed toward the exit.

When he reached the door, Lin Meng couldn’t resist casting one last glance backward.

That wildly erotic and depraved scene almost turned him into a mindless beast...