” The hem of her black little suit skirt, because of her squatting position, had ridden up, exposing two pairs of sexy legs clothed in black stockings.
The plump black‑stockinged thigh flesh, squeezed by the edge of her skirt, formed a circle of lewd, sexy black stocking‑thigh flesh.
The semi‑transparent black stockings were stretched thin by the meaty thighs, revealing an extreme sense of flesh.
Her slim calves and full thighs formed a stark contrast, with a proportion that was just right.
The entire smooth, silky leg emitted a lewd, seductive, mature scent.
The delicate black stockings, like smooth skin, glistened under the sun with a heart‑capturing sheen.
I saw Nick peeking at my mother and irritably coughed.
On Nick’s dark face, a look of embarrassment and foolishness immediately appeared, and he quickly shifted his gaze elsewhere, scratching his head awkwardly and with a sense of self‑blame.
“Aunt Lydia, that… that’s not it.
The dog is just pretending.” My mother realized that her squatting position had exposed her body, and a blush appeared on her elegant oval face.
She stood up and, following Nick’s answer, shifted the topic.
“I think Harry is pretty well‑behaved now!” “Harry, roll over.” Nick kicked Harry lightly with his foot.
The clever dog, afraid of being abused again, obediently rolled over, exposing his soft dog belly toward the sky.
A red, still‑erect dog cock, about ten centimeters long, suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and Diana, who had a very conservative attitude toward sex, blushed, turned her head, and dared not look.
“Aunt Lydia, you see that the root problem of Harry hasn’t been resolved yet.
If the root cause isn’t removed, this dog’s bad habits will keep recurring.” Nick kicked the dog’s ten‑centimeter‑long cock with his foot and explained to my mother.
My mother, after all, was a mature woman in her forties and did not blush as much as Diana.
She glanced at it and then turned her eyes away.
“Nick, what do you have in mind?” Nick, who had planned everything in advance, nodded immediately.
“The first method is the simplest, but somewhat inhumane: castrate this horny mutt.” As soon as Harry heard the words “castrate,” he began whining and howling desperately.
“Shut up!” At this point, Nick’s words were like a divine command to Harry, and his dog mouth obediently closed up, not daring to make another sound.
“The second method is for me to take Harry away for three months, give him complete sexual training, and completely eliminate this root cause.” When my mother heard that there was a way to cure Harry’s problem, she thought for a moment and then nodded in agreement.
She looked down at the pitiful Harry lying on his back and gave Nick a warning.
“If Harry behaves as well as he does now, you can’t beat him.” “Don’t worry, Aunt Lydia.
It’s not as if I won’t see you for three months.
I can bring him to visit you.” Nick’s words made me feel a sense of alertness at the time, thinking that this guy must have other intentions.
Unfortunately… When I write this, my pen pauses again, and I let out a wry smile.
Some things, once missed, are gone.
We can’t go back.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t be like a runaway, hiding on this island.
Feeling a bit lost for a while, I continued writing.
After getting my mother’s approval, Nick didn’t use a leash for Harry.
He just crooked his finger, and the clever dog obediently followed him.
I thought that today’s incident would end when Nick, after leaving, came back to ask for car keys and took out a gift box he had prepared in advance from the trunk and handed it to my mother.
His face was bashful and shy as he smiled.
“Aunt Lydia, I had a friend in Europe buy me a pair of custom high heels.
They’re very beautiful.” My mother, in her high position, was very cautious about gifts, and seeing the haute couture brand printed on the shoe box, her face immediately turned cold.
“Nick, I appreciate your kindness, Aunt.
I can’t take it.
You’d better take it back.” I, who was standing nearby, also felt uncomfortable and pursed my lips.
“Do you even know what shoe size my mother wears, buying something at random?” “Aunt’s 36, sis’s 35, my mom’s also 36.
I had it all planned before I left, I’ve been keeping it in my heart, waiting for the day I came back to give you guys gifts.” “At first, I wanted to give these shoes to Aunt, but today I felt I couldn’t train Harry for free.
If Aunt accepts the shoes I gave you, it’ll be my reward, okay?
It’ll fulfill my wish.” After saying that, Nick, like a boy in his first love, took Harry and ran away.
My mother’s slender hand held the high‑end gift box printed with the “YSL” Saint Laurent logo, and she shook her head, a bit speechless, a bit amused.
At the time, I wanted to grab that gift box and return it to Nick, but my wife quietly pulled me aside.
“Wesley, don’t get involved in this.
I think Mom knows her limits.
And Nick is just a younger generation showing respect to the elders.
These shoes are probably only a bit over ten thousand, it’s just a little bit of Nick’s goodwill.
Don’t worry about it, trust me.” I completely trusted Diana at the time, and after thinking about it, I held back.
Looking back now at my mother’s slightly blushing face, when I hesitated, I really regret it.
For the next few days, nothing happened.
Diana had her own company matters to attend to, and I also had to help our family’s group complete a major task that would decide the group’s fate.
When I put pen to paper again, my thoughts suddenly jumped to a few days later, when everything started to ignite.