Chapter 13 (H) The Changing Sense of Distance

”ah.”

After ejaculation, the continuous stream of messages stopped. But for the time being, both my mother and I were in a pause.

My mother was holding my penis in her mouth, and I was being bitten by her; we remained locked in this stalemate.

I don’t know what to say or what to do.

My mother probably feels the same way I do.

After the desire to ejaculate is satisfied, an even stronger sense of shame washes over you.

He didn’t dare look his mother in the eye.

“Uh… Mom. It’s okay now. You can… pull it out…”

I…