CHAPTER 143: CHAPTER 142: ADDICTED TO IT- R18

The scene that unfolded before Anna’s eyes showed her and her mother tightly flanking Roland, one in front and one behind.

Behind Roland, her mother’s gaze was eerily vacant, as if she were dead. Yet even with that lifeless stare, her body continued to cling to Roland, her tender flesh rubbing insistently against his skin.

She writhed in torment, yet simultaneously reveled in the sensation, her body defiled by his.

She couldn’t resist the desire, powerless to change the fact that she had become a mere onahole a toilet who receives only semen.

Tears of despair streamed down her face as she helplessly watched her and her daughter’s bodies being desecrated.

"Mother? What are you doing here? What’s going on?!" Anna demanded urgently, her voice strained across Roland’s body. After repeated questioning failed to restore her mother’s lucidity, she turned to Roland in desperation. "Roland! What have you done to my mother? Why is she... naked with you?"

"Senior Anna," Roland said with a wicked grin, "after witnessing this, do you still need an explanation? Your mother and I have been lovers all along."

"What... what did you say? My mother was your lover?!" Anna felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her mind reeling in shock.

How could she not understand what the word "lover" meant?

It meant her mother had been secretly betraying her father and her, carrying on an affair with a student behind their backs?

This... this couldn’t be true!

As the chairman of the school board and a mother, how could her principled mother possibly become the mistress of a boy over twenty years younger than her?

And if her mother really was Roland’s lover, why would she arrange for him to meet Anna for a matchmaking session?

Was she trying to pass on her used man to her daughter?

Or did she want both mother and daughter to be defiled by the same boy?

Or perhaps... did her mother hope that after they married, she could move in with her daughter and son-in-law, making it easier to sleep with him without the hassle of renting hotel rooms? She could simply wait for her daughter to leave the house and then have her way with her son-in-law right there in their home?

Anna refused to believe this was her mother. She couldn’t, she wouldn’t believe it!

"Mother! Is what he said true? Are we really sharing the same man?" Anna’s voice rose in panic. If her mother and Roland were truly lovers, what was she doing throwing herself into his arms?

Anna desperately needed answers. Had her mother truly betrayed her father, even bringing her lover home while he was away in hospital? The thought was insane.

But no matter how Anna pressed her mother for answers, the woman simply stared blankly ahead, tears streaming down her face.

She looked less like Roland’s mistress and more like a victim, trapped in his grasp with no escape.

What was going on? What kind of relationship had her mother secretly developed with this young man?

Answer me right now, mother!

If you’re being threatened, just blink!

But there was no blink, no flicker of recognition. Sophia eyes were as lifeless as if she were already dead.

Every time she recalled the image of her daughter being brutally violated before her eyes, the tears flowed uncontrollably.

Her daughter was everything to her.

She watched helplessly as her daughter was defiled before her eyes. Not only was she powerless to stop it, but she was also rubbing her tender parts against the perpetrator, craving his penetration.

How had things come to this? Just this afternoon, her family had been perfectly normal and happy.

Yet in the span of a single afternoon, her entire world had crumbled.

And all of this was because she had gone to check on the school medical room, which had drawn Roland’s attention to her family.

The Chairman felt a deep, genuine regret. If she had known things would turn out this way, she would never have gone to that medical room even if she was dragged.

Why had she gone there in the first place?!

It was all her damn fault...

She had ruined her daughter future with he own hands!

"Anna... you have to escape," Sophia’s finally choked out after a long, breaking the silence.

"What escape? What do you mean?" Anna was bewildered again. Did her mother think her life was in danger?

Even though it was terrible that both mother and daughter had been violated by the same man, surely there was no need to tell her to "escape"? And why should she escape from her own house.

Shouldn’t you explain first why you brought your lover home to meet your daughter for a "matchmaking" session?

"Run... you have to run... don’t ask questions! Just run!" Sophia knew their family might already be ruined, but she couldn’t bear to watch her precious daughter be defiled any longer.

Summoning some unknown reserve of strength, she suddenly grabbed Roland from the back, as if creating an opportunity for her daughter to escape.

Anna was utterly bewildered by her mother’s nonsensical words and acts. What on earth is going on?

Why are you completely silent about your affair, yet telling me to leave the man I just agreed to marry?

Didn’t you bring him back for this arranged meeting?

"I... I understand. I’ll leave now." Seeing her mother’s increasingly frantic state, Anna, completely clueless about what was happening, decided to leave quietly for now.

Could it be that mother’s affair has been exposed, and she can’t face me due to shame, her own daughter?

It wasn’t impossible. She decided to give her mother some time to calm down and ask her why she did that to her.

With that thought, Anna... ended up spending another hour with Roland, during which he fiercely injected two more shots of hot semen into her womb.

Yes, Anna had verbally agreed to leave with her mother, but the problem was that the man in her arms felt too good to let go and be isn’t really letting her go. The moment she finished speaking, Roland kissed her.

She knew perfectly well that kissing was something only couples did.

She also knew, with equal certainty, that her mother likely had a secret relationship with Roland. Of the same type she is currently having.

Yet even under these circumstances, she parted her lips, allowing his tongue to invade and entwine with hers in a passionate dance and exchange their saliva.

The sensation... Anna knew it was wrong to do this in front of her mother, but she couldn’t stop herself.

So, despite her promise, her body had no intention of keeping it. Before long, she was writhing blissfully, making love right in front of her mother.

Even her mother succumbed to the madness, grinding her own body against Roland’s, her moans growing increasingly ecstatic.

In a moment of simultaneous climax, both mother and daughter cried out in loud, face-to-face moans.

Sophia was stunned. Wasn’t she supposed to be creating an escape opportunity for her daughter?

How had she ended up rubbing her breasts and private parts against Roland, even climaxing on the same man as her daughter?

Sophia’s despair had morphed into shame. How could she ever face her daughter again after moaning so loudly in front of her?

But what she hadn’t anticipated was that her daughter’s climax wasn’t the end.

Just as she finished, her daughter couldn’t stop herself from continuing.

As they moved together, her daughter’s lips returned to that blissful spot she previously occupied...

She also meant to return to that blissful spot. But her daughter Anna’s mind was now a blank slate. She kissed the Roland lips, no longer caring about anything her mother said just few moments ago.

Sophia: "..."

Well fine, if this is what you want.

After all, she hadn’t reached her own climax yet either.

Sophia discovered with mortifying embarrassment that her private parts were once again rubbing against Roland’s bare skin.

Where’s my despair?

I’m now clearly enjoying this far too much!

Damn it, stop! Why won’t my body obey me?!

"Chairman, would you like to borrow my fingers?" Roland’s hand snaked behind her, his Massage Technique caressing the small, pink pearl at top of her pussy lips which holds her pleasure spot.

The sensation was overwhelming—both exquisitely pleasurable and intensely stimulating. She had just climaxed few minutes ago, yet she was already on the verge of another.

"You...!" Sophia body trembled with pleasure. She desperately wanted to curse Roland’s actions, but she couldn’t bring herself to refuse.

"Oh, you don’t want it? Then never mind. You can just keep rubbing yourself if you prefer." Roland shrugged, withdrawing his hand.

"No... don’t... don’t leave!" Sophia desperate hunger surged within her.

"What was that? I can’t hear you. Speak up!"

"I... I said I want it! Is that so wrong?!"

Sophia bit her lip, her face flushed with humiliation, but her eyes burned with a frantic longing for his touch.

She couldn’t escape. She truly couldn’t escape this man! Nor her daughter could!