Chapter 28 Part 1 White Qipao Request (18+)

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Chapter 28 Part 1 White Qipao Request

"Grandma, I want to see you wearing a white qipao while you ride me." 

Liam squeezed one of Serena's wildly bouncing, filthy‑ripe breasts, his thumb digging past the stiff nipple into the black "nipple hole" at its center. 

Her plate‑sized, ink‑dark areola held that narrow little pit, now brimming with milk from earlier. 

The thick white fluid mixed with a hint of yellow leaked around his finger, ran down the sagging globe and gathered into milky streams clinging to the hanging flesh. 

Her breasts, sagging from age to begin with, had been tormented by his pinching and slapping through their sex. 

White flesh was covered in red handprints, the once‑round bust flattened and stretched, lying soft against her chest, almost lengthened to her belly. 

Now, as she bounced up and down, they flipped and slapped against her torso, spraying milk and making obscene slapping sounds. 

Black nipples poured sweet, rank milk, making this "dignified" Grandma look even more like an over‑the‑top fallen sow from an island comic. 

"Hahh… ohhh… isn't it enough that Grandma lets you fuck her… ohhh… and you still want me in a qipao… ha‑ha… if… if I put it on… will my good grandson… ohhh… shoot more for Grandma… ha‑ee… give me more cum…" 

"Hmph… Sow‑Grandma doesn't get to bargain. Go put it on. Now." 

Unhappy, he raised his palm and cracked it against her swinging ass. 

Air whistled between his fingers, then his hand slammed into the rolling flesh. 

Her ass, throwing waves of meat with each motion, was nearly a size or two larger than the boy beneath her. 

She was a full‑sized "big carriage," while he looked like a thin bamboo pole. 

If not for that monster cock, a boy Liam's age could never dominate a woman like Serena. 

He smacked her again and again, leaving handprints all over the white meat. 

The scattered marks formed a pattern, proof of their incestuous coupling. 

"Ha‑ee… okay, okay… Grandma will put it on… ha‑ee… don't hit me anymore… ha‑ohhh… my slutty tits are going to be beaten to mush…" 

She came again on his cock. 

A flood of sticky juice sprayed over his thin body, almost covering him. 

Coated in her grandson's "marks," Serena reluctantly climbed off the rod that had driven her mad with pleasure and limped to the door. 

As the hinges squeaked, a figure appeared in the moonlight that she hadn't expected. 

It was Annie, who'd been listening at the door. 

"Annie…?! Why… why are you here? I… I… let me explain, I…" 

She stammered for several seconds before she even realized she was still naked. 

Her pupils shrank; shame surged and she hurried to cover herself. 

Her mind buzzed, dizzy from humiliation so intense she almost couldn't tell what was real. 

One hand clutched her sagging, explosive breasts; the other tried to hide the swollen, black mound below but it was hopeless. 

How could those slender hands cover areolas that large and black, or a gaping, gushing pussy? 

That black, hair‑covered mound would take two normal hands just to cradle, let alone her small palms. 

Serena glanced down at her obscene body, then remembered her decision and the video Liam had sent earlier. 

*Annie's family. And she's been fucked by our boy too. 

"This just makes me one of them. Nothing to be ashamed of,* she thought. 

With that, she let her hands fall. 

"Annie… you saw everything, right? 

"Whatever you think of me, it's done. 

"You can still treat me as the same calm, gentle 'Sis Serena'… 

"This side of me, only Liam will ever see. 

"I'm getting older, I've kept an empty bed for so many years, and I really wanted a man to satisfy me. 

"Don't think I'm low. Wanting is normal. 

"I know my body's lewd, and the saying goes, 'fertile water shouldn't flow to outsiders' fields.' 

"Better to give it to Liam than some stranger, don't you think…" 

Annie listened quietly. 

The way Serena had just looked under Liam… maybe she herself hadn't been much better in that locker room. 

Maybe I've been a lewd woman all along, Annie thought, a bitter smile tugging her lips. 

Her heart twisted; she couldn't help asking in a whisper: 

"Sis… was I… wrong…? 

"Should I… be like you too…" 

Before she could finish, Liam called from inside, urging Serena back. 

"Annie, if you can't get your head straight, we'll talk tomorrow. 

"Liam's waiting; I need to change." 

Serena hurried away, leaving Annie standing there in chaos. 

She stole a glance at her grandson alone in the room but lacked the courage to enter, and slunk back to her own room instead. 

What's happening to me… why do I feel… disappointed… 

Lying on the empty bed, she felt something missing. 

Her mind replayed the scene of Serena writhing on Liam's cock, those blood‑stirring images making her own emptiness ache. 

Her fingers slid down to tap at her damp lips, trying to soothe the itch between her legs. 

Feeling the heat coiled in her belly, she had to ask herself: 

*I really reacted… to my own grandson… 

"What am I supposed to do…* 

She covered her face, thinking back to what she'd said to him in the park. 

It turned out he wasn't the one unable to control himself it was her, going into heat over him. 

Her thoughts spun. 

If she truly resisted, she would have pushed him away and scolded him the moment he entered her in that locker room. 

Instead, she'd done exactly what Serena had just done: given in to Liam's "half‑force" and ended up grinding like a whore on him. 

*So… the one who's always wanted incest with Little Treasure… 

"Has been me.* 

Realizing the desire she'd buried, Annie shed a few shameful, clear tears. 

*Should I… should I be like Sis Serena… and serve him together…? 

"But… I can't swallow my pride… 

"What do I do…* 

She'd always been timid. 

Born to a powerful family, trained in the arts from childhood, she was the textbook young lady, the dream of every rich boy. 

Her calligraphy had made her famous in their circle, and there were plenty of chances to go further. 

But she feared attention, feared being pushed into the spotlight and then destroyed by schemers, as she'd seen happen to others. 

So she gave up that path, became just a yoga instructor, and married an ordinary man. 

Her family, obsessed with status and profit, were bitterly disappointed but couldn't force her, so they turned their support to another heir and let her fade out of their plans. 

Years broadened her experience but not her courage. 

She only pretended to be steady because she was Liam's Grandma and needed to play the mature elder. 

But these last few days had smashed that front. 

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