Mom looked at , who was completely stunned, as if she had expected my reaction all along, and continued, "If, after seeing all this, you still have any illusions about , then you will have passed this test."
"Xiao Bin, this is the price of growing up. To beco a real man, you must understand that effort and reward are equal. And your dearest mother is the one person you absolutely cannot deceive. Do you understand!?"
Mom said coldly to , each sentence striking my heart, throwing into a state of complete ntal shock.
I looked at my mother with shock, anger, helplessness, and heartbreak. She just looked at faintly, "I've said all I needed to say. Xiao Bin, let's leave it at that."
"Mom..."
I wailed in despair, but she paid no more mind. She elegantly flicked her long, flowing hair over her shoulder, stood up, and picked up her purse. For a brief mont, she seed to show a look of reluctance, but it vanished in an instant. She turned and walked away, not even glancing back at .
Her tall, full breasts swayed obscenely within the confines of her shirt, giving off a scent of perfu and flesh. The tight skirt to her round, plump, and perky ass. Her aty, peach-like buttocks swayed with a lewd, seductive rhythm. Her long, straight, black-stockinged legs crossed with each step, making her hips ripple. She walked out the door with an elegant gait, and with a "BANG!", the door slamd heavily shut.
The house instantly beca empty and silent.
I lay on the sofa, completely unable to move, my mind a blank slate like a vegitative person. I didn't want to think about anything; only by keeping my mind empty could I feel a little better.
I had failed again! I had suffered another blow!
Could I only slowly accept this reality: that my mother and I were so close, yet so far apart, and that I might never be able to have her?
A deep sense of powerlessness defeated , making instantly discouraged. Since my mother returned to the country, I had never felt such a strong sense of defeat.
I don't know how long I lay there in a daze, when suddenly my phone rang. It was the WeChat ringtone, the one I had specifically set for my mother.
I opened it and saw that my mother had sent a web link, with a password written below it: 1623.
I tried it, but my phone couldn't log in, so I went to my room, turned on my computer, and logged into the webpage my mother had given . The page was called "C, B"—I had no idea what the English abbreviation stood for.
I entered the webpage and found there was indeed a password entry option. Following my mother's instructions, I entered 1623. A new window then popped up in the bottom-right corner, labeled "1623."
The cara was in thumbnail form and unclear. I clicked on it, and it imdiately went full screen. The image was in full 1080p high definition.
The mont the cara feed opened, I looked at the screen. The scene was the living room of a luxurious, massive hotel suite, decorated beautifully. High-end furniture, an elegant European-style mural on the wall, a pink and blue feather chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and sofas, curtains, and carpets with exquisite fabric textures. Everything exuded a luxurious and sophisticated high-end feel.
Yao Liang was sitting on the sofa in the middle of the living room. Today, he was wearing a handso white shirt and slacks, and he had even put on a tie, looking quite dashing.
He held a glass of champagne, taking small sips from ti to ti. His foot was shaking nervously, revealing his tense emotional state.
There was no sign of my mother in the room. Had she not arrived yet?
It was then I realized I hadn't turned on my computer's sound. After turning it on, I heard the constant sound of running water from the surveillance feed.
Was my mother taking a shower?
I looked at the screen again and spotted my mother's expensive, limited-edition Hermès handbag on the sofa. She was indeed already in the room. A suffocating feeling of discomfort washed over .
I watched the screen helplessly, wanting to turn off the computer, but my eyes were glued to it.
Soon, the sound of water stopped. Yao Liang stood up from ti to ti, looking in a certain direction, which must be the bathroom. He looked like he was waiting with eager anticipation, constantly putting down and picking up his glass, showing the anxiety and agitation in his heart.
But after a long while, just when both I and Yao Liang on the screen were getting restless, I heard a "click." The bathroom door opened, and a beautiful, graceful figure walked out.
I felt my breathing stop almost instantly.
I saw my mother wearing an exquisite, ultra-low-cut V-neck, semi-transparent pink slip nightgown. It was long enough to reach her plump, white thighs, and it was almost completely sheer. Through the thin fabric, one could see very clearly her fiery hot figure with her full breasts and plump buttocks.
Her smooth, black hair was casually draped over her shoulders. The off-the-shoulder slip dress had only two thin straps that went from the back, around her elegant, swan-like white neck, extending to her fragrant shoulders behind her, fastened to the back of the dress with an elegant, seductive bow.
Her entire smooth, delicate shoulder and back were exposed, revealing a large area of snowy skin.
Below her graceful neck, the exquisite lace-trimd collar was cut very large and very low, revealing two large, white, tempting mounds of breast flesh, forming a deep cleavage in the middle. Through the pink gauze, one could clearly see the matching pink lace bra my mother was wearing underneath. On her full, perky breasts, the bright red nipples were only half-covered by the tiny bra, the upper edge of the areola proudly protruding. The pink nipples were now clearly visible under the semi-transparent bra, pressing two lewd bumps into the fabric, like sweet little cherries that made one want to take a bite.
The entire slip dress was lifted high by my mother's full, soft breasts, rising and falling with her breath in tempting waves. It seed that if the material of the nightgown were any thinner, her towering breasts would burst out.
Her flat abdon was free of any excess fat. A lace belt cinched the waist of the negligee, tightly encircling her slender waist.
The lower half of the negligee was extrely short and appeared very tight. Her round, firm, and plump buttocks were stretched tightly within the confines of the skirt. The two fleshy halves of her rear ford an alluring peach shape within the bodycon skirt. The nightgown was wrinkled all over from the pressure of her buttocks, like a water-filled balloon, creating a feeling of extre tension and fullness that made one want to reach out and slap it hard.
Through the light, you could vaguely see a narrow pink lace panty underneath. The pink lace panty, squeezed by the curves of her legs and buttocks, was so small it was almost a thong. The full, luscious private area it covered was visible through the hot, transparent lace fabric. The fabric at the crease of her buttocks was buried within, revealing a hint of tempting black pubic hair.
Below the negligee, she wore a pair of flesh-colored lace garter stockings on her flawless, full legs. The material of the stockings also appeared as thin as cicada wings, radiating a few strands of captivating, smooth luster. They stretched from her beautiful feet to her thighs without a single wrinkle, pulled tight everywhere. The flesh-colored garters and intricate lace patterns wrapped around her full thighs, exposed outside the negligee. The garter stockings didn't completely cover her thighs, stopping a few centiters below the negligee, so you could clearly see that small section of full, fair, and white thighs between the short skirt and the lace stockings. It practically glowed white between the lace and the short skirt. The flesh-colored straps hooked onto the lace stockings, connecting into the short skirt.
A pair of ten-centiter ivory high heels were worn on her delicate, silken feet, revealing her white, tender toes painted with scarlet nail polish. The slender heels made her two long legs stand straight, accentuating her voluptuous body and making her appear even taller.
Her skin was already very fair and delicate, and wearing this sexy lingerie accentuated off her enchanting curves to the fullest. Looking closely, it seed she had applied a red, alluring lip gloss to her slightly upturned lips, and her beautiful face was adorned with delicate light makeup. Long, dark eyelashes and a touch of pink eyeshadow made her watery eyes even more charming and captivating. Her eyes were filled with an extrely seductive, wanton air. A few strands of soft, smooth hair fell on either side of her cheeks, and two long crystal earrings hung from her pink ears. A delicate gold heart-shaped necklace hung on her fair neck, adding to the mature woman's languor and coquettishness. I could almost sll the intoxicating fragrance through the screen, a combination of her light perfu and the natural scent of her body after a beautiful bath. All of this created a scene full of suggestive temptation.
In the video, Mom gave Yao Liang a charming smile, twisting her incredibly seductive body as she walked towards him, looking at him with flirtatious eyes. She turned slightly, striking a pose, pushing out her chest and lifting her buttocks, displaying her perfect curves even more beautifully before him, full of mature woman's allure. She said with a charming smile:
"Xiao Liang, does Auntie look beautiful like this?"
"Beau... beautiful... Auntie Gu, you're extrely beautiful!!"
Yao Liang also looked at the stunning Mom in front of him with surprise and joy, his mouth dry. He swallowed hard, licked his lips, and said excitedly. He stared at the extrely sexy and flirtatious woman in front of him, his eyes almost popping out. This sexy lingerie set displayed Mom's fully ripe figure with extre temptation, sexy buit without a hint of vulgarity or cheapness. The lingerie was as thin as cicada wings, and you could clearly see everything inside. It was so transparent that it was almost the sa as being naked. This ambiguity and vagueness only added to the temptation and imagination. The whole look made Mom like a flirtatious and beautiful fox spirit, especially enchanting and heart-stirring.
I was both amazed and heartbroken. Mom was too beautiful, too sexy. It was clear that she had taken great care in dressing up, treating every part of her beautiful body perfectly. She was incomparably beautiful.
I couldn't believe that the sexy and charming mature woman before was the kind and lovely goddess Mom in my heart, appearing before her son's good friend in such a sexy, flirtatious, and extrely seductive outfit.
In the scene, Mom giggled. Her eyes seed to glance towards the cara for a mont. Across the screen, Mom and I made eye contact. She must know that I was definitely staring intently at her in the monitor at this mont. She deliberately wanted to see.
She swayed her two long, sexy stockinged legs as she walked to Yao Liang's side. Her round, slender, silken legs were radiant. She slightly twisted her slender waist, and the areolas above the lace bra wrapped around her chest were almost clearly visible. At this mont, wearing high heels, she was almost as tall as Yao Liang. Her full and hot voluptuous body was right in front of Yao Liang, full of mature woman's allure.
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