Once outside and out of the camera’s coverage area, I let out a long sigh of relief, releasing my excitement.

It seems that he and Song Yu not only have a chance, but a very real chance.

Conquering this stunning beauty from Sichuan and Chongqing seems imminent.

I took the elevator, calmed myself down, and returned home.

My mother sat at the dining table dressed in a formal suit, a blazer and slim-fitting trousers that perfectly accentuated her figure.

The younger sister, wearing a nightgown, sat opposite her mother, looking dejected, stirring the barley and mung bean porridge in her bowl repeatedly.

The atmosphere was a bit off.

I sat down at the table without making a sound, and looked at the empty bowl in front of my mother: “Mom, would you like another bowl?”

My sister glanced at me furtively at the sound, her face showing a hint of schadenfreude.

My mother kept her eyes fixed on my younger sister, and didn’t even glance at me, let alone respond.

My heart skipped a beat, and I wondered what was wrong with my mother?

Although my mother has three distinct personas—gentle, aloof, and fiery—she is mostly quite kind to my sister and me. On rare occasions, she exudes a slightly aloof aura, and only on very rare occasions when she is angry will she unleash her fiery temper on my sister and me.

I glanced at my mother’s face and asked softly again, “Mom, would you like some more porridge?”

My mother turned her head slightly, her deep phoenix eyes staring straight at me, making me feel flustered.

Her mother’s voice was slightly cold: “You’re the older brother, do you know that?”

A chill ran through me; it seemed the matter was related to my sister.

However, judging from the younger sister’s reaction, the situation shouldn’t be too serious.

I gently flicked my sister’s head: “Mom, why are you bringing this up out of the blue? Have I done anything to wrong my sister?”

“Ouch…”

My sister covered her head and let out a soft cry, her eyes filled with a hint of murderous intent as she looked at me.

The mother’s expression darkened slightly: “Why did your sister sleep in your room last night?”

I glanced at my sister and got a general idea of ​​what was going on. It seemed that my mother had caught her sleeping in my bed.

Just then, my younger sister was secretly giving me a wink.

People say twins are telepathic, and I instantly understood what my sister meant. I pretended to be clueless and said, “Mom, what are you talking about? I went straight to sleep after talking to Auntie on the phone last night. When did my sister come to my room?”

My mother looked at me, then at my younger sister, as if considering the veracity of my words.

Seeing my mother’s reaction, I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad that I hadn’t been tricked into revealing anything by her.

At this moment, the younger sister spoke up, her voice full of grievance: “Mom, I already told you that I went to my brother’s room this morning. He had already gone out for a run, so I just lay down on his bed to sleep.”

The mother said coldly, “Then what were you doing in your brother’s room so early in the morning?”

“Isn’t this normal? I used to go to my brother’s room all the time.”

Mom sneered, “Sleeping in your brother’s room so early in the morning?”

With a fawning smile, the younger sister snuggled up to her mother, gently hugged her arm, and shook it. “Oh, my dear mother,” she said, “didn’t I just say? I was half-asleep and he wasn’t there, so I just fell asleep. What could possibly be wrong with that…”

My mother had a stern face, her beautiful features cold and expressionless, and she remained silent for a long time.

The younger sister sensed something was wrong and secretly shrank back.

I peeled a large shrimp, held it to my mother’s red lips, and bowed my head to “apologize”: “Mom, don’t be angry. I will be more careful about the distance between my sister and me in the future.”

When my mother saw that I had made my stance clear, her expression softened slightly.

She sighed softly and said, “No matter what, you are both getting older, and you should be mindful of your boundaries and distance.”

“Especially you, Lin Xi.” Her mother said sternly, “From now on, you’re not allowed to run around in just your underwear at home.”

The little sister pouted and kissed her mother on the cheek, saying in a soft, coquettish voice, “Okay, dear Mommy…”

My mother gave her a helpless look, then scolded me, “Lin Yuan, I’ve reminded you more than once to keep your distance from your sister, did you listen?”

“I absolutely listened!” I saluted playfully and said, “Your subject swears!”

I deduced in my mind that my mother definitely didn’t believe what my sister and I said.

You have to understand that Mom is a seasoned veteran in the business world, and her opponents are all cunning and shrewd. How could she be so easily fooled?

My mother just wouldn’t think of it as incest between my sister and me; she would most likely think that my sister and I simply slept in the same bed for one night.

After all, my sister and I have loved and fought each other since childhood, and our relationship couldn’t be better. It’s normal that my mother wouldn’t overthink it.

“I’m not kidding you.”

My mother looked serious, and her slender fingers tapped lightly on the table in front of me: “Come with me, I have something to ask you.”

The younger sister immediately expressed her dissatisfaction: “Why can’t you say things to my face? Why are you keeping them from me!”

Mom gently tapped her younger sister’s forehead: “Eat your food properly.”

My heart was suddenly filled with anxiety, like fifteen buckets of water being drawn up and down.

Is Mom determined to get to the bottom of this and not let it go?

The younger sister pouted and vented her dissatisfaction at the large shrimp on the table.

I followed behind my mother, silently admiring her tall figure and alluring waist and hips. My mother’s hips were truly beautiful; her two round buttocks were like a full moon, stretching her fitted suit pants into a captivating curve.

Just imagining the sensation of inserting my entire penis between my mother’s plump, beautiful buttocks, being completely enveloped by her tender vagina, is enough to make me feel incredibly aroused.

The forbidden union of a beautiful biological mother and her own son is enough to drive anyone mad just thinking about it.

I know in my heart that winning over my mother, who is gentle on the outside but strong on the inside and has a resilient personality, will be much more difficult than winning over any other woman.

Because of the obstacles in the mother-son relationship, some of my attempts to get closer are often misunderstood by my mother as normal interactions between mother and son, leaving me feeling helpless and at a loss.

My mother has a flawless face, a perfect figure, and is a powerful businesswoman who dominates the business world. With all these accolades, she has become the dream goddess of countless men.

To truly conquer a goddess like your mother, you must conquer both her body and soul to achieve the greatest satisfaction.

I felt a pang of envy, and I was even more puzzled as to how my father had won my mother’s heart and soul when he was young.

Although my father came from a distinguished family and was highly educated and capable, it did not change the fact that he was an uneducated, dissolute, irresponsible “prodigal son” who did not know how to stay at home.

I followed my mother into her bedroom. Her bedroom was decorated in a simple style with warm colors. There were many photos of my sister and me, as well as photos of us together, on the walls.

There are also a few photos of my aunt, but I heard that my aunt was very dissatisfied when she saw that there were no photos of her, and “forced” my mother to put her photos up.

However, these are not the most distinctive features of the mother’s bedroom. The most distinctive feature of the mother’s bedroom is that there are not a single item belonging to the father in it, even in this house of several hundred square meters, the father’s belongings are pitifully few.

I originally planned to sit on my mother’s bed, but then I hesitated and sat down on a small stool in front of her bed, thinking that I hadn’t changed my clothes after running.

Mom sat down on the edge of the bed, crossed her beautiful legs, and her jade feet, clad in CL red-soled high heels, swayed gently, the pointed tips of the heels drawing captivating arcs.

Looking at the swaying toes of his shoes, an impulse to pin his mother down and ride her freely arose spontaneously.

This impulse was particularly strong and came on very suddenly, like hot oil being poured on a fire; it was almost impossible to suppress.

Sometimes, a simple, unintentional action by my mother can be incredibly tempting to me.

My gaze swept over my mother’s stunningly beautiful legs without leaving a trace, before settling on her flawless, pretty face.

My mother sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at me with her phoenix eyes filled with a strong sense of scrutiny.

“Dear Mother, what can I do for you?”

Looking at my mother, who had remained silent for a long time, I felt uneasy and tried to ease the tense atmosphere.

My mother, who was looking down at me, scrutinized me for a long time before asking slowly, “What is your relationship with that woman?”

“Woman? What woman?”

I have several women, so I really don’t know which one my mother is referring to.

However, I naturally won’t tell this crucial truth.

Seeing that I didn’t admit it directly, my mother’s expression turned very unpleasant: “Don’t you ever tell the truth to your mother anymore?”

“Mom, I really don’t know what you’re talking about?”

Upon hearing this, Mom’s face immediately darkened.

She gave a soft, cold snort, as if she didn’t want to see me, and turned her beautiful, jade-like face to the side.

The atmosphere was tense.

After a long pause, the mother pointed out directly: “It’s the woman you were just hugging.”

My brain raced. It seemed that my mother had seen everything that Song Yu and I did downstairs.

Thinking of this, my heart tightened slightly. Could it be that my mother stands by the window every day, secretly watching me and Song Yu run?

I touched my nose: “Don’t you know her name? Her name is Song Yu. We’re just friends… well, maybe not even friends. We just run together.”

Upon hearing this, the mother scoffed lightly, her sneer deepening, her words laced with sarcasm: “Of course I know. How could I not know such a beautiful woman?”

My mother’s words reminded me of the first day I ran with Song Yu. That evening, my mother subtly inquired about Song Yu’s whereabouts.

The mother paused, then abruptly questioned, “Lin Yuan, do you now try to pounce on every pretty woman you see?!”

I remained silent, unsure how to respond.

After all, Chu Ning and I were already suspected by my mother yesterday, and today my mother saw me carrying Song Yu in a princess carry and getting entangled with two women at the same time. No wonder my mother would ask such questions.

“Lin Yuan, speak!”

My mother suddenly lost her temper without warning, and her usually gentle voice was sharper than ever before.

Looking at my mother, who was rarely angry, I spent a long time organizing my thoughts before slowly saying, “Mom, why are you asking this? What do you mean by ‘I want to pounce on any pretty woman I see’?”

My mother paused, seemingly not expecting me to ask her a question. She wanted to say something, but couldn’t come up with any solid evidence. She stammered for a long time without being able to utter a complete sentence.

Seeing my mother’s reaction, I breathed a long sigh of relief, and became even more certain that my mother had no evidence that I was involved with Chu Ning.

Unexpectedly, my mother suddenly reached out and pinched my ear, her expression annoyed: “I’m asking you a question! How dare you ask me a question back?”

“Ouch, ouch, ouch… Mom, be gentle.”

I quickly begged for mercy, leaning forward with my mother’s grip until my face was almost buried in her beautiful legs.

“That’ll teach you to disobey!”

My mother was angry and unwilling to let go easily. She tightened her grip on my ear, as if venting her resentment.

“It hurts, Mom.”

I gasped in pain, and had to lower my head again.

“You’re in your final year of high school now, you should be focusing all your energy on studying, you know?”

My mother was still scolding me while twisting my ear, but I didn’t feel the pain at all.

It was because a rich, fragrant aroma wafted from my mother’s private area, a scent I had never smelled on her before; the sweet aroma was so intense it was almost intoxicating.

I wondered why my mother’s lower body smelled so good.

My mother sat on the edge of the bed with her beautiful legs crossed, one of her delicate hands tightly twisting my ear. To relieve the pain, I, sitting on a small stool, bent over and leaned forward, my face almost buried in my mother’s lower abdomen.

I stared at the area where my mother’s lower abdomen met her crossed legs, my eyes practically blazing with desire.

That rich fragrance emanated from this place; it was a scent completely different from my mother’s natural body fragrance. If my mother’s natural body fragrance was refreshing and relaxing, then the erotic scent of her private parts was as intoxicating as fine wine.

My heart was filled with excitement, like a volcanic eruption. I never imagined that my mother’s private parts would emit such a rich and intoxicating fragrance.

Could it be that Mom’s vagina is some kind of legendary “famous instrument”? That’s why her private parts emit this sweet smell?

My heart pounded wildly. My mother was truly a rare gem in the world. Not only was she flawless in appearance and had a perfect figure, but her private parts also possessed a unique and intoxicating fragrance.

How could anyone not go crazy for such a beauty?

The idea of ​​completely conquering my mother resurfaced in my mind.

At this moment, I wish I could pounce on my mother on the bed, thrust my erect penis deep inside, and completely possess my stunningly beautiful mother.

Just then, my mother tightened her grip on my ear, and I took the opportunity to bury my face in the triangle of my mother’s lower abdomen and thighs, and took a deep breath, filling my nose and mind with the intoxicating, erotic scent.

Mom’s pussy smells so good…

I often lick the vaginas of my aunt and Chu Ning and other women. Although their private parts are clean and have a faint fragrance, they are definitely not as strong and intoxicating as the erotic fragrance emanating from my mother’s beautiful vagina.

My current state is like that of a drug addict. Under this rich, sensual aroma, I feel lightheaded, floating on clouds, intoxicated and oblivious to my surroundings, so beautiful that I don’t even know where I am…

Did you take what I said to heart?

My mother released my ear and gently slapped the back of my head.

“I listened…”

I mumbled incoherently, still inhaling the sweet scent of my mother’s private parts.

I wish I could strip my mother naked, bury my face between her legs, and use my tongue to explore her vagina to taste why it smells so good and whether her vaginal fluids are as sweet and intoxicating as this scent.

What are you arching?

My mother gently slapped the back of my head again.

“Who gave you permission to pinch me?”

Just like when I was a child, I acted spoiled and willful, trying to deceive my mother and cover up my true intentions, while simultaneously rubbing against the triangle area below her waist and abdomen.

My mother was a little overwhelmed, and I pushed her long, beautiful legs apart, which were crossed and raised.

My mind, stimulated by the rich fragrance of my mother’s private parts and the incestuous relationship between mother and son, was already slightly driven to madness.

“Get out of my way, I let go a long time ago!”

My mother gently nudged my head.

Never mind!

This opportunity won’t come again!

I immediately lunged forward, pretending that my body was out of control, and bumped my mother so that she fell backward onto the bed.

My mother’s long legs were forced to part slightly, and I took the opportunity to bury my face between her legs. My mouth and nose, through two thin layers of fabric, were pressed tightly against my mother’s vulva. I took a deep breath, and a sweet fragrance made me feel like I was floating on air…

“Get up, hmm~!”

Suddenly, without warning, my mother let out a short moan. This sweet moan was incredibly melodious, but it pulled me back from the brink of despair.

Even though I was reluctant, I quickly and decisively lifted my head from between my mother’s legs, a sheepish and apologetic smile on my face: “Mom, are you alright? I used a little too much force and couldn’t stop myself.”

“roll!”

My mother was lying on her back on the bed, her fitted suit pants were wrinkled from my tugging, and one of her bare feet, which had been wearing a CL stiletto heel, was exposed. The heel had fallen off at some point. My mother’s face was flushed and her hair was messy. She gently scolded me, “You have no manners.”

“Who told you to pinch me? And with so much force? It almost hurt me to death, how can you blame me for pushing back?”

I defended myself, feeling wronged.

“Get out, I’ll settle the score with you later.”

Mom propped herself up on her arms and sat up in bed, issuing the order to leave.

“Yes, sir!”

I was still savoring the delicious taste of my mother’s private parts when I reluctantly left her bedroom.

When I opened the door, I almost bumped into my sister who was eavesdropping at the door.

“What are you doing?” I frowned slightly.

“Nothing.”

The younger sister gave a dry laugh and, feeling guilty, quickly fled into the distance.

I closed the door to my mother’s bedroom, my heart filled with longing.

That sweet moan from Mom just now was definitely from when I was arousing her!

The thought of the pleasure my mother experiences because of me fills me with a turbulent, unsettling feeling.

In any case, conquering the goddess-like beauty of my mother today is a significant step forward.

“elder brother.”

Then her younger sister quietly sidled up to her, her face full of curiosity: “What did Mom say to you? Tell me quickly.”

My mom and I kept quiet, and the room was well soundproofed, so I knew this little girl couldn’t hear anything.

“Want to know?”

I smiled.

“Tell me quickly, dear brother…” my little sister said, shaking my arm affectionately.

“Dream on.”

I gently slapped my sister’s pert bottom, making a crisp “smack” sound.

I walked to the dining table. I’ve been arguing with my mother until now. She didn’t bring me the breakfast she promised Song Yu, and I haven’t eaten my own breakfast either.

“oops……”

My younger sister looked resentful and came over to bother me again. With that curious look on her face, it seemed she wouldn’t be able to sit still all day until she figured this out…

In the bedroom, Mom sat on the edge of the bed, breathing softly, her expression uneasy. She recalled how I had been nuzzling against her private parts, and her pretty face flushed even more.

The mother gritted her teeth and muttered, “That little rascal, he definitely did it on purpose.”

After resting for a while, she took off the only remaining pointed stiletto heel on her other foot, and then took off her wrinkled fitted trousers, revealing a pair of long legs that could take a man’s life.

The mother lowered her head slightly, looking at her underwear, which was soaked with moisture, her expression full of complexity.

“That little rascal…”

Mom gave another soft scolding, and gently took off her underwear, revealing her delicate private parts.

My mother’s mons pubis was completely hairless, white and smooth like tender jade, with a tightly closed slit in the middle that perfectly protected her tender vulva. Only a few glistening dewdrops hung on the outer edge of that slit.

The mother’s face was flushed and her breathing was heavy. After hesitating for a long time, she finally stretched out two slender fingers and gently parted the tender slit, revealing two delicate pink labia inside. The labia were small and tightly closed, as tender and pink as a newborn baby girl.

Once peeled open, a different kind of beauty was revealed inside. The entrance to the vagina was gurgling with moisture, so wet it couldn’t be wetter. As the mother’s beautiful vagina opened wide, the faint, erotic scent in the air became even stronger.

Above the mother’s beautiful vulva, a flower bead the size of a soybean peeked out, standing proudly.

With her red lips slightly parted and her beautiful eyes narrowed, her other slender hand reached between her legs and gently pinched her clitoris.

My nose just brushed against that spot, which is why she couldn’t help but let out a groan.

Thinking of this, the mother’s blush deepened, and she felt a little ashamed. She could have stopped him directly, but she had intentionally or unintentionally allowed her son to wriggle around in her private parts for so long.

Even she herself didn’t understand why she did that.

Is it just because he saw his son pick up that woman?

“You little rascal…” Her mother’s phoenix eyes welled up with tears as she murmured softly, “I’m doing all this for your own good, but you’re so ungrateful and ungrateful.”

Recalling the scene of burying my face in her private parts, my mother, with her long, white legs spread wide apart on the bed, looked guilty. She gently rubbed her clitoris with her two slender fingers, and with a suppressed and rapid moan, she trembled and gushed a stream of crystal-clear spring water from her beautiful hole, wetting the sheets beneath her and staining her tender white buttocks.

Mom’s legs trembled uncontrollably for a long time before the afterglow of her orgasm slowly subsided. As her desire receded like the tide, Mom got up, put on her slippers, and went to the bathroom.

She was wearing a small suit jacket on top, and her clothes were intact, but her lower body was not allowed to be naked.

Gazing at the stunningly beautiful young woman with a rosy complexion in the mirror, the mother gently stroked her cheek, her phoenix eyes misty.

She murmured softly, “Is this still me?”

For the first time in over a decade, I masturbated, and the person in my mind was actually my own son.

The mother’s gaze suddenly returned to calm, revealing not a trace of lust.

“What am I doing? Fantasizing about my own son?”

The mother muttered to herself as if mocking herself. Suddenly, she raised her hand and slapped herself hard across the corner of her mouth. Although her cheek did not swell, her fingernails scratched her red lips, and a few drops of bright red blood spilled out.

“call……”

The mother breathed a long sigh of relief, licked the blood from the corner of her mouth, and gently patted her forehead: “Chi Qinglan, calm down…”