The performances in the auditorium were nearing their end, and it was almost time for Mom to give her final speech.
She tidied her hair, tightened the vibrator inside her vagina, and hurriedly returned to the auditorium, sitting down inside.
From a distance, the mother looked extremely tired, with an undisguised sense of panic in her eyes, and she seemed distracted while talking to her colleague.
His eyes darted around, occasionally scanning the students passing by, as if secretly wondering about their true identities—whether they were the “Demon Master” who had spoken to his mother on the phone…
The thunderous applause pulled Mom back to reality.
A colleague nudged her, and Mom, as if waking from a dream, stepped onto the stage.
Amid thunderous applause, the mother, dressed in a police uniform long skirt, ultra-thin black stockings, and matching pointed-toe patent leather high heels, gracefully walked onto the platform.
Her graceful gait and captivating charm cannot be concealed in the slightest.
Beneath the pointed-brimmed cap adorned with the police badge, the beautiful mother’s long, dark hair was styled into a graceful and dignified bun at the back of her head, revealing her fair and delicate slender neck and her round and adorable earlobes.
Beneath her dark, arched eyebrows, her almond-shaped eyes, shimmering like autumn water, sparkled with life.
Paired with her delicate features, including a pretty nose and red lips, she looked stunning whether she wore light or heavy makeup.
With a face as soft as water, my mother has been a police officer for many years and has held a high position for a long time.
At this moment, she looks heroic and noble in her solemn police uniform.
The mother, with her dashing and stunning beauty, was the focus of everyone’s attention at that moment.
Finally, as the applause slowly subsided, she took out her prepared speech from her bag, and her melodious voice rang out: “Hello, students.
I am Officer Michelle.
I am very happy to have this opportunity to share and popularize legal knowledge with you!
Life is a long journey, and we will face many choices.”
At this moment, my mother, speaking eloquently, is confident, capable, sexy, and dignified.
My policewoman mother, with her cool and mature beauty, fulfills every man’s longing and fantasy about a policewoman.
Even though I see my mother every day, I can’t help but feel dazzled by her at this moment.
However, beneath this glamorous facade, if someone were to observe my mother closely, they would discover that there are too many discordant aspects to this criminal investigation captain.
The most obvious problem is that the mature and beautiful policewoman in front of us, as a public servant, has a large bust and a plump buttocks that are completely inconsistent with her dignified appearance and solemn identity.
As the gaze shifted downwards, a pair of enormous breasts, trembling and swaying precariously with the rise and fall of her chest, stretched the fitted police uniform into a small, erotic uniform.
The magnificent bosom swayed back and forth, attracting the voyeuristic gazes of all the males present, driven by their mating instincts.
Beneath the thin uniform lies a voluptuous, mature female body capable of curing frigidity or impotence, transforming the dignified policewoman into a seductive temptress who can seduce men with every gesture.
Knowing my mother’s true face, I keenly noticed that on the light blue short-sleeved police uniform shirt that was almost bursting open on my voluptuous mother’s chest, there were two slightly darker, moist bumps on the left and right sides, which swayed slightly with the small movements of her large breasts.
Around the two conspicuous bumps, there were also a pair of small ring-shaped outlines that emerged through the thin police uniform.
Her alluring bust curves abruptly narrow at her graceful waist.
This charming mother, who has been exercising day and night for the past two years, not only doesn’t have the belly fat that plagues other middle-aged women of the same age, but has become increasingly fit and sexy.
The standard dark pleated police skirt almost completely covered the lower half of the mature and beautiful mother’s body.
However, her overly round and perky buttocks still couldn’t resist pushing the back of the skirt up into a very conspicuous peach-shaped silhouette.
The subtle curve made countless people fantasize about the scenery under the skirt of this sexy and alluring policewoman.
Her mother’s tiny, delicate feet were clad in a pair of pointed, stiletto heels about 10cm high, pure black patent leather shoes that accentuated her already tall and alluring figure, making her even more seductive.
Her slender calves and ankles, encased in matching sheer, glossy black stockings, shone with a crystal-clear, jade-like white skin under the sunlight, their shimmering black stockings creating a dazzling and captivating glow.
I sat in a corner where no one was watching, admiring my mother.
I gripped the remote control for the vibrator tightly, my finger on the power button, listening intently to my mother’s speech.
For me, a new erotic play was about to unfold: I held the vibrator switch tightly in my hand, waiting for the right opportunity.
I knew all too well that Pandora’s box had already been opened, but there were still one unknown Pandora’s box after another ahead.
Once it’s happened, there’s no going back.
No matter who it is, Mom, me, my fate is spiraling out of control, never to return!
“Mom, you’re right.
Life presents us with many choices, and this is your son’s choice!
Come on, let me begin this unique report that you’ll never forget!”
I turned on the vibrator and set it to the lowest setting.
At that moment, I could almost hear the vibrator inside my mother’s vagina buzzing!
At that moment, the air seemed to freeze for a second.
The sudden invasion of her lower body disrupted her rhythm, and as if electrocuted, her upper body tensed up reflexively.
The mother knew that what was coming would eventually come, and she couldn’t help but squeeze her legs together, trying to endure and resist it all.
“Many times when we are at a crossroads in life, we feel lost and don’t know which way to go.”
The mother tried to control her breathing and endure the itching caused by the friction of the vibrating egg on her lower body.
“In reality…
in real life…
many people…
people…
because they cannot…
cannot…
distinguish right from wrong.”
The vibrating egg continued its relentless assault, but I could already sense from the changes in my mother’s tone of voice that her body was undergoing obvious changes.
The rhythm of Mom’s speech began to change erratically; her breathing gradually became heavier, and her speech became disjointed.
Seeing how much Mom could endure, I switched the remote control from the first to the second setting.
I could clearly see a slight tremor in Mom’s clear, cold voice, and her fair, delicate shoulders were also trembling almost imperceptibly.
Her long, black-stockinged thighs were tightly clenched together, and the fluid secreted from her vagina gradually soaked her entire inner thighs, turning the already wet stockings into a layer of erotic white.
The vibrating egg inside her tender vagina vibrated even more intensely, constantly impacting Mom’s G-spot, almost making her cry out in pleasure.
The mother gritted her teeth and stubbornly persisted: “Sometimes…
people…
people can’t control their emotions for a moment, and in a moment of weakness, they choose the wrong path.”
(Haha, Mom, in my opinion, you’re not unable to control your emotions, but rather you can’t control this lustful body and this horny mind.)
While I was analyzing my mother’s statements, I was constantly adjusting the frequency and intensity of the vibrator.
“A single misstep can lead to eternal regret!
This is especially true for teenagers like us, who must cultivate a sound legal awareness to avoid going astray in life!”
The word “misstep” is so fitting here; it’s perfect for describing a mother!
I want to make my mother lose her virginity to me sooner or later, and to properly play with her beautiful feet.
Every time I fantasize about the scene of my mother being trained and played with by me, I can’t help but feel my blood boiling!
At this moment, my lower body was already erect, and unsurprisingly, I increased the vibration frequency.
It seemed that a critical threshold had been crossed, and the sudden change was clearly overwhelming for the mother.
The mother put down her speech, opened the bottled water that had been prepared on the lectern, and tried to cover up her true feelings by drinking water.
His body leaned slightly forward, but his long neck seemed a little stiff at the moment.
Her left hand gripped the corner of the lectern tightly, her plump buttocks trembling and thrusting back and forth with the vibration of the vibrating egg.
Her long, shapely legs were tightly intertwined, the muscles in her thighs twitching slightly, as if she were struggling desperately in a violent whirlpool…
“The middle school campus is where teenagers grow and learn.
At the same time, students’ outlook on life, values, and worldview will gradually take shape during this stage.”
Seemingly gradually adapting to the intensity, the mother forced herself to speak calmly again.
Mom, you’re absolutely right!
My values were formed during my middle school years and underwent significant changes during that time.
Mom, didn’t you want a comfortable balance?
But I’m not going to do what you want.
I deliberately changed the intensity and frequency of the vibrator, sometimes high and sometimes low, combining fast and slow, strong and weak.
Before long, I found that Mom on the stage was already in great pain from my torment.
Her mother’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, her eyes were half-closed, her lips were bitten tightly, and a charming blush appeared on her cheeks.
Her delicate body was tense and trembling slightly, and her long, beautiful legs were tightly pressed together, all of which seemed to indicate that she was enduring something at this moment.
At this moment, I really wish for a close-up shot with perspective; how thrilling that would be!
Her beautiful feet, clad in stockings and wearing black police boots, were stretched taut, with her ten adorable toes curling inwards, her toes moving gracefully like those of a ballet dancer.
Inside the crotch of her gray pantyhose and underwear, a cold, merciless vibrating egg pressed against her mother’s already overflowing, horny body, creating an incredibly stimulating and lewd scene.
The control and training in the dark brought me immense pleasure.
My mother read those two short paragraphs for several minutes.
I could feel that she was burning with desire and was only suppressing it with a sliver of reason.
I had no choice but to wake up with my eyes still wet.
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