After Mom washed herself again, I quickly washed myself a couple of times, then, without putting on any clothes, I pulled Mom back into the room and dressed her up.

　　I dressed my mother in my favorite ultra-thin stockings. The pinkish-nude ultra-thin pantyhose looked stunning on her beautiful legs under the light, reflecting the light and making them sparkle like stars. Through the stockings, you could see the tiny blood vessels under the skin of her legs, making you wonder if they were so smooth that they would ooze water if you squeezed them a little harder.

　　The flesh-colored stockings followed the curves of Mom’s beautiful legs, and the outline of her legs in the soft light created a breathtaking scene that made one wish they could die between those smooth, silky fabrics.

　　Long, straight legs in flesh-colored stockings with captivating curves.

　　Then I helped my mother put on a pair of red patent leather peep-toe high heels, with heels that were a full 14 centimeters high.

　　The high heels had exquisite patterns, clearly indicating they were expensive and high-end. The sexy high heels had a two-centimeter-high platform at the toe, and the heels were like wine glasses, with the slender heels gradually rising to support the mother’s entire body. Combined with her beautiful legs in stockings, the scene was incredibly alluring and erotic. I really wanted to hold those high heels and kiss and lick them to my heart’s content.

　　My mother’s toes, peeking out playfully and extremely alluringly from the front of her 14cm peep-toe heels, were enchantingly exposed. The seamless stockings and her delicate, slender fingers, accentuated by the red leather shoes, ignited my intense desire for my mother in stockings and heels. I felt like my huge cock was about to explode!

　　I lifted my mother’s alluring legs in stockings and high heels, and then painted her toenails red, making her look like a prostitute. But her beautiful feet, wrapped in ultra-thin stockings, were so sacred and tempting that I couldn’t help but want to kneel before her beautiful legs, with a sincere heart, and then let my mother use her silky and tempting legs to step on my big cock.

　　”Mom looks so alluring and beautiful from every angle, and she’s even more stunning with makeup on.” Mom’s face now looks completely different from her usual serious and dignified self!

　　My mother had exquisite Korean-style makeup on her face. Pink, moist, and alluring lip gloss was applied to her small lips. As she opened and closed her mouth and breathed, you could see her white teeth clearly. Her slightly upturned lips seemed to tell others that their owner was in a good mood. They were so tempting that one wanted to abandon everything and kiss them.

　　Looking further up, you see Mom’s captivating eyes, adorned with makeup. The burgundy eyeshadow exudes an extremely alluring and seductive aura. Mom is also wearing false eyelashes and black eyeliner, which she never wears. Silver eyeshadow is applied between the corners of her eyes and her lower eyelids, making her captivating eyes even more dazzling and charming. Even the burgundy eyeshadow shines with a crystalline luster.

　　Just like those Korean stars, this kind of makeup makes my mother look even more stunning, even more dazzling and attractive than the stars.

　　How blissful it would be to kiss those soft, pink lips and then stick my tongue inside and swirl it around.

　　Looking at my mother dressed up so beautifully, and imagining how I could press my big cock onto her exquisitely made-up face and ejaculate hard, leaving semen on her mouth, her delicate nose, and her sultry eyeshadow, and even her long eyelashes and smooth hair, that would be incredibly pleasurable.

　　My beautifully dressed mother, wearing high heels, stood shyly in front of me, who was naked, right in her room and in front of her bed. This scene was both exciting and frightening to me.

　　”Mom, you’re so beautiful. Look, even my big cock is reacting strongly to you.” After I finished speaking, I started stroking my big cock in front of my sexy mom who was standing in front of me.

　　When I made that gesture to my mother, she just blushed and stared at my throbbing penis with her captivating eyes.

　　At this moment, Mom parted her lips slightly and said in a sweet voice, “You little rascal, you’ve bullied your mother like this, are you satisfied now!”

　　I said with a grin, “It’s because Mom is so attractive to me!”

　　As I continued stroking my big cock, I said to my mom, “Mom, you look so sexy dressed up. Seeing you all dressed up makes my cock grow bigger, look.”

　　After saying that, he even shook his big penis to show his mother.

　　My mother looked at me with seductive eyes, and my large penis seemed to exude a strong, erotic aura that assaulted her senses. She said softly, “If you like it, that’s fine. I’ve never dressed like this before… Humph, I don’t know where you learned this from, you little rascal, dressing me up like a prostitute…”

　　”Mom, don’t you like this too? Otherwise you wouldn’t let your son dress you up like this, would you?” After saying that, I reached out my hand, which had been stroking my big cock, to take my mom’s hand.

　　Mom was speechless, twisting her stockinged buttocks to prevent me from taking her hand, while whining and saying, “Hmph…Isn’t it all because of you, you little rascal, that I’ve become like this? You’re so young and you already know how to do bad things, hmph, not only did you rape me, but you also got me pregnant…I’m your own mother! I’m so ashamed…”

　　I pulled my hand away from the masturbator and laughed, “Who can resist when you’re so tempting, Mom! I really can’t help myself. Mom, look, I’m always so vigorous when I fuck you, hehe…”

　　”Hmph, you have the nerve to say that! I don’t know what’s going on in your head, you naughty son. Instead of studying hard, all you do is think about these bad things. I was just too careless, and that’s how you got away with it!” My mother scolded me, half-scolding and half-spoiled.

　　”Ha, isn’t it because Mom wears stockings and high heels every day and sways in front of me to seduce me? So all I can think about is how to fuck my beautiful, sexy mom. Nothing else matters anymore. I may not have grown much in terms of knowledge, but my big dick is definitely not a primary school student anymore.” I teased my mom with a lewd grin.

　　My mother, teased, could barely meet my gaze and responded in a softer voice, “This…no…it’s not…it’s just my job that requires me to wear this…I don’t wear it when I’m not working…humph, who knew that after being ruined by you, my little devil, I’ve become…become particularly fond of wearing stockings.” Sure enough, a woman’s sexual interests can be changed by a man’s.

　　”You’re such a little rascal, always having impure thoughts about Mommy’s stockings, and you’ve done so many bad things to Mommy…” Mom glanced shyly at my big cock and muttered, “You little pervert, you’re so young, and you already have… um… such a big… um…”

　　I stared intently at my beautiful mother and continued to tease her, saying, “Do you like it? Does Mommy like her little pervert son’s big cock?”

　　My mother blushed and kept brushing her hair aside, saying softly, “You little rascal, you just love teasing your mother… um… I love it.” Good heavens, my usually stern mother was responding to my teasing with such a shy expression. Before I knew it, my big cock, which had just ejaculated, was hard again. My cock was practically standing erect, completely seduced by my mother’s current state.

　　”Does Mom like wearing stockings and high heels? Does she like having sex with her son while wearing stockings and high heels?”

　　At this point, Mom finally couldn’t resist the teasing anymore. She stretched out her soft, boneless hand and pinched my waist, saying coquettishly, “You’re not allowed to say that. It’s all because of you, you little devil. How am I supposed to face your father after this?”

　　Instead, I seized the opportunity to grab my mother’s delicate fingers, stood up, and faced her.

　　”Mom, don’t think I don’t know. You get especially excited when I mention Dad, hehe. It seems that the dignified policewoman Mom is actually so keen on incest.” After saying that, I pressed my body close to my mother. My mother was so embarrassed by my sudden approach that she didn’t have time to resist. So she gently pushed against my firm chest in a half-hearted manner.

　　I’m now pressed against my sexy mom. She’s wearing 14-centimeter high heels, slightly taller than me. Her beautiful breasts are pressed tightly against my chest, creating an alluring cleavage. The necklace my dad gave her sparkles brightly in that cleavage.

　　My mother looked at me with her beautifully made-up face, and we exchanged glances. My mother, in particular, was stunningly beautiful with her shy expression and alluring eye makeup.

　　I was also extremely attracted to such a delicate face. I brought my mouth close to my mother’s pink lips, and my mother understood and moved her face closer to mine.

　　Then she kissed me with her infinitely alluring little mouth.

　　I kissed my mother’s lips so hard it made smacking sounds, and then I pried open her pearly teeth and stuck my tongue out into her mouth, swirling it around with her fragrant tongue. The sound of our saliva sloshing around was so loud. My mother’s eyes were filled with lust as I kissed her, and her face was full of passion.

　　Her long eyelashes trembled incessantly, as if she were thoroughly enjoying my French kiss.

　　The mother and son exchanged saliva repeatedly, the mother occasionally letting out extremely seductive low moans: “Mmm… tsk tsk… mmm… ah tsk, Mommy wants… Mommy wants to suffocate…”

　　We kissed passionately for a long time, until my mother was almost out of breath. Only then did I reluctantly pull my mouth away from her tender lips. When our lips parted, a thin, luscious thread of saliva stretched through the air, a testament to the passionate tongue-twisting between my mother and her own son.

　　Immediately afterwards, I cupped my mother’s buttocks with both hands and pressed my huge penis against her short skirt and lower abdomen.

　　My mother was completely lost in the French kiss, clinging tightly to me with a charming and alluring expression on her face.

　　My hands weren’t behaving themselves either; they slowly slid down from my mother’s short skirt and pert buttocks.

　　My hand continued downwards, covering my mother’s beautiful legs in stockings, and then I greedily touched, pinched, and rubbed them.

　　I was already intoxicated by the feel of my mother’s stunning legs in her stockings. The ultra-thin stockings made a soft, rustling sound as they rubbed together, like the most beautiful music in the world.

　　Under the light, the legs in the crystal-clear stockings shone like the most beautiful jewels on earth.

　　Mom snapped out of her reverie during the deep kiss and realized that I was already exploring her proud, beautiful legs in stockings. She seemed incredibly aroused by my touch, her eyes half-closed in a seductive way, and she let out a soft moan: “Mmm… good son… mmm… stop touching me, Mom… Mom is so itchy…” When I touched the inside of her beautiful legs in stockings, Mom had already rested her pretty face on my shoulder.

　　My mother, after being “trained” by me, is extremely sensitive; just having her stockinged thighs touched is enough to arouse her.

　　”Mom, your stockinged legs are so beautiful, I can never get enough of touching them. Ah, just touching them makes me want to ejaculate. Hehe, Mom, I know you have a lot of sensitive spots, including these stockinged thighs.” I continued to enjoy the unparalleled touch of my mother’s stockinged legs.

　　Between breaths, Mom said in a soft voice, “Mmm… Ah… Hmph… It’s all… It’s all your fault… You little rascal, mmm… Originally, Mom wouldn’t have been like that… It’s all your fault… Mmm… Oh… You used so many aphrodisiacs on Mom… And… You were so cruel in disciplining Mom… You’ve made Mom like this… Oh…” Just how sensitive was Mom? She was already so aroused by having her stockinged thigh touched.

　　I reveled in my mother’s beautiful legs in stockings for a while, then put my hands back on her slender waist. Coming back to my senses, my mother looked at me with those alluring eyes, seemingly both rejecting and welcoming, and asked, “What’s wrong? You little rascal, what tricks do you want your mother to play with you this time?”

　　I chuckled and pointed to the large penis still pressed against my mother’s soft, form-fitting skirt. The penis, with its purplish-red glans the size of a duck egg, glistened with the secretions of her vaginal fluid. The image and aura of this incredibly masculine penis were reflected in my mother’s shyly downcast eyes.

　　Some of the semen secreted during their earlier flirting had stained Mom’s beige chiffon dress and black silk pencil skirt, leaving a dark, lewd stain on her clothes.

　　”What do you want? Don’t go too far… Mommy’s carrying your baby…” Mommy asked sweetly.

　　I didn’t answer, but just pulled my mother’s slender right hand and placed it on my big penis.

　　When Mom’s hand touched the incredibly hot and large penis, she flinched as if startled, probably because she was frightened by its hardness and heat.

　　But then she involuntarily and gently grasped my big cock. My mother was very shy and didn’t dare to look me in the eye. She just stared down at my big cock, which was wrapped around my penis, and served me with her boneless white right hand.

　　Upon closer inspection, I noticed that my mother’s fingernails were also painted with red nail polish. I never imagined that my mother would wear such a seductive nail polish color, like a prostitute.

　　My penis is also very thick, and my mother’s delicate hand cannot fully grasp it. I saw my mother wearing crystal flesh-colored stockings and 14-centimeter red peep-toe high heels. She leaned against me and used her jade hand, which was gleaming with red nail polish, to stroke my penis.

　　Seeing this scene, I so wished that one day my mother could gently masturbate me with her delicate hands; that would surely be incredibly pleasurable.

　　I closed my eyes, enjoying my beautiful mother’s service, while constantly teasing her: “Ah, Mom, your hand is stroking my big cock so well, using your baton-wielding hand to stroke your son’s big cock, and you’re dressed so sexy and lewd, ah, you’re so great, you slutty mom.” My mother’s body trembled slightly from my lewd words, and she stroked her hard and thick cock even more vigorously.

　　At that moment, I noticed that my mother’s ring finger was faintly shimmering with a silvery-white light under the light and the backdrop of the large penis.

　　ah!

　　Those were Mom and Dad’s wedding platinum rings. Mom was actually wearing her wedding ring while masturbating her own son.

　　This provocative and immoral scene only stirred my heart more deeply, and I teased my mother with lewd words: “Look, you’re using your tender hand with your wedding ring to masturbate your own son. Oh… the texture of that ring feels so good against my big cock. My semen is all over the wedding ring.”

　　Upon hearing this, Mom’s expression changed, but her hands moved faster, and her trembling body showed her excitement. It seemed that the topic of incest and immorality, and making her husband wear a green hat, was very provocative to her.

　　The mother’s breathing became erratic, her pink lips exhaling a fragrant breath, and she unconsciously moaned softly, “Mmm… huff… mmm… I’m sorry, husband… mmm… I’m sorry, Xue’er was masturbating your son while wearing her wedding ring… hmm, wearing your son’s favorite stockings and high heels… hmm huff… masturbating your son…”

　　For about ten minutes, my mother used her tender hands to masturbate me. Of course, my hands were not idle either. I continued to touch those beautiful legs in stockings that I dreamed about, and my palms frequently visited the inside of my mother’s stockinged thighs.

　　My mother can barely stand now and can only lean on my shoulder. Her right hand, adorned with a ring, tirelessly serves my large penis, while she utters soft, coquettish moans that sound like a succubus descending, alluring and seductive.

　　My mother’s pretty face, adorned with makeup, was even more captivating, her eyes practically overflowing with lust. I teased her with lewd words: “Ah, you slutty mom, you beautiful slutty mom, I want you to wear sheer stockings and high heels every day so I can fuck you. I want to shoot my semen deep into your honey pot, oh… I want to fill your whole body with semen, especially your stunningly sexy legs in those stockings.”

　　My lewd words aroused my mother, making her overflow with desire. Her pink lips responded to my lewd words: “Mmm… ah… you little rascal… you just want to fuck Mommy… mmm… Mommy’s stockinged legs are going to be… you can’t take it anymore, ever since you fucked me and I got pregnant… mmm… oh… Mommy… Mommy can only wear stockings every day for you to fuck me… oh… so comfortable, keep touching Mommy’s stockinged legs… huff… ah… good son, Mommy will definitely prepare… lots of sexy stockings… you choose them and let Mommy wear them to fuck me… oh… Mommy, I… I can’t take it anymore… I’m going to orgasm from being touched in stockings by my own son… mmm… I’m coming…!!”

　　My mother was so engrossed in my touch that she was completely unaware of how shamelessly she was uttering those incredibly lewd and obscene words. All that remained was her body, dominated by pleasure. I couldn’t imagine that my usually dignified mother was speaking such obscene and vulgar words in a sweet voice, craving me to fuck her, and even wanting to wear all sorts of sexy stockings to cater to my preferences when I fucked her.

　　My mother, who was talking nonsense, had long since abandoned her composure in the throes of pleasure, only asking me to keep her in that blissful state. She actually reached a small climax so easily.

　　All I could see was my mother moaning loudly, completely oblivious to the large penis she was holding. Her shoulders and her beautiful legs in stockings and high heels trembled violently, and her eyes, though adorned with alluring makeup, were unfocused. Yet, her expression of lustful desire, combined with her exquisite makeup, radiated an astonishing beauty.

　　ah!

　　Mom had another orgasm. She was so sensitive that she orgasmed just from having her stockinged thighs touched.

　　The area between her flesh-colored stockings was immediately wet; her mother’s vaginal fluid moistened her legs, and the scent of that aphrodisiac fluid filled me with pleasure.

　　My mother and I were both basking in the afterglow of our climax. I continued to play with my mother’s beautiful legs in stockings. Her climax lasted for a while, and her pink lips were drooling with pleasure. Her beautiful legs in stockings were soaked with her juices, and the juices on her stockings reflected an incredibly alluring luster under the light. Ah, I really want to lick the nectar flowing from my mother’s honey pot. It must be so sweet.

　　My mother had quite a lot of vaginal fluid during her orgasm; it soaked the floor through the crotch of her stockings. The amount of vaginal fluid was so plentiful; my mother’s vagina must have been incredibly moist.

　　My mother nestled against me, and it took her a while to recover from the afterglow of her orgasm.

　　I put my arm around my mother’s jade-like shoulder and whispered, “Mommy, does it feel good? Mommy is so sensitive. Just letting her son touch her stockings is enough to make her orgasm. Mommy is indeed a slut.”

　　Mom blushed and lightly punched me with her little hand: “Hmph, it’s all your fault! You made Mom feel all aroused even while wearing stockings. Anyway, Mom’s already ruined by you… I can’t live without you anymore, you little devil. Now, whenever you touch Mom, Mom wants… hmph… wants to do ‘that’ with you…”

　　While enjoying my mother’s usual obedience to my sternness, I kept my other hand on her stockings, grinning as I said, “Hehe, then Mom will have to prepare more sexy stockings in the future, oh right, and high heels and sexy clothes, so that I, as her son, can make you feel good.”

　　My mother obediently said in a sweet voice, “Yes, yes, Mom will go and buy more stockings when she has time, or, shall we go together?” When I heard my mother’s suggestion, my big cock immediately twitched again.

　　”That would be great, then I can decide what Mom wears when I fuck her, hehe.”

　　My blatant lewd remarks provoked my mother again, and she pinched my waist again: “Hmph, all you know is how to discipline your mother…”

　　I held my alluring mother close and excitedly said, “Mom, we’ve done the foreplay, time for the main event, right?” My mother’s charming expression faltered for a moment, then became even more seductive, murmuring, “You always tease your mother…you…you be gentle…”

　　I ignored my mother’s nagging and hugged my sexy mother as we headed to the big bed.

　　I sat down on the edge of my mother’s big bed with my arm around her. My mother, who had just had a small orgasm, was exuding a seductive aura. She was dressed in sexy stockings, with her smooth curly hair cascading over her shoulders. Under the light, you could see that her fragrant shoulders and sexy back were slightly damp with sweat.

　　Cosmetics and perfumes mingled with my mother’s intoxicating body fragrance, emanating from her delicate body. I smelled that extremely alluring, sensual scent, neither pungent nor vulgar, but rather with a faint lily fragrance, yet also carrying the unique scent of a woman’s arousal fluids. It made me want to keep getting closer, to smell and lick it carefully, unable to resist.

　　I was completely captivated by my mother’s alluring aura. After sitting down, I kept touching her shapely legs in stockings, uttering lewd words to tease her: “Mom, you’re so tempting. And you seem especially excited today. Is it because incestuous sex with your son is so stimulating?”

　　Mom pouted and swayed her sexy body coquettishly: “Hmm… no way…”

　　So I continued teasing him with a grin: “Hehe, I know, you must be so excited because you’re in Daddy and Mommy’s room. Hehe, later, son, Mommy and I are going to have incestuous sex on Daddy and Mommy’s usual loving bed, and fuck you hard, you sexy slut mommy!”

　　The mother seemed to be aroused again by the explicit and immoral words, and said in a soft, panting voice, “Hmph…you little pervert, you’re so bad, always thinking of ways to bully your mother.”

　　”So, does Mom prefer to have her son fuck her in my room, or in this room?”

　　Mom said shyly in a soft voice, “Mmm… Mom likes… likes it in this… room… for you to fuck her…”

　　Seeing my usually dignified and authoritative mother become submissive, my face grew even more smug. My hands continued to caress her white back without stopping, and I pulled her slender hand to hold my still-erect and huge penis. I sat with my mother on the edge of the bed, enjoying her masturbation and the feel of her stockings in my hands. I continued to tease her, saying, “Ah, Mom, look, your son is especially excited today. Look, my big penis held back from ejaculating so that I can fuck you, Mom, on Daddy’s bed later.”

　　Mom continued to whine and scold, “You little rascal…you always hurt Mommy…you’re so mean, your naughty thing…it’s really too…strong, you’re going to kill Mommy…don’t you dare hurt Mommy later…humph…”

　　I laughed smugly, “Hehe, Mom is even sexier and prettier than before today. I’m sure I can’t resist. I’m going to fuck you until you beg for mercy, haha.”

　　Upon hearing this, the mother, as if in retaliation, vigorously stroked the large penis in her hand and said defiantly, “Hmph… You always want your mother to beg for mercy, but even when your mother begs for mercy, you still don’t let her go.”

　　But I was clearly being served more comfortably, and my half-closed eyes emitted a lewd light. I seemed to think that the stunningly beautiful woman in stockings in front of me was my own mother, and a sense of accomplishment welled up in my heart. I wanted to try different ways to make my mother moan softly under my crotch.

　　He continued to tease his mother without stopping: “Mom is so alluring and sexy, even if you are dignified and majestic in front of me, I will do my best to make you happy, haha!”

　　Mom glanced sideways at me, seemingly both annoyed and angry, and slapped my big cock, making it twitch with pleasure. She then pouted her cute pink lips and stubbornly said, “Hmph… all you ever do is bully your mother…”

　　My desire grew stronger, and I continued to tease my mother relentlessly: “Mom, don’t you want to do bad things with your son? Otherwise, why would you let your son do your alluring makeup, put on my favorite stockings and high heels, and wait to be fucked?”

　　Hearing this enchanting teasing, Mom shyly and nervously brushed her long hair behind her ear with her free left hand, a gesture that instantly revealed her alluring charm.

　　I saw my mother gently brush her smooth hair with her delicate hands, tucking her long, shiny hair, which looked like it was in a shampoo commercial, behind her ear under the light.

　　I looked closely at my mother’s adorable earlobes, which were already flushed red with embarrassment, and noticed that she was wearing rhinestone earrings. The silvery-white earrings sparkled under the light, forming a beautiful, shimmering golden triangle with her glittery eyeshadow and the pearl necklace on her chest. Under the light, the earrings reflected off my mother, making her radiate stunning beauty. Her porcelain-like skin, flushed with emotion, and the curves from her snow-white neck to her sexy collarbone to her rounded shoulders created another, even more striking, beautiful triangle.

　　The fragrant sweat from her previous orgasm clung to her porcelain-like skin like diamonds, and the semen on her flesh-colored sheer stockings had unknowingly stained the bed where she used to show off her love.

　　The slight fragrance of sweat and vaginal fluid on my mother’s body made her radiant and captivating under the bright yellow European-style lights, a truly breathtaking sight.

　　Before this stunning beauty, I stared blankly, unconsciously praising my mother, “So beautiful, Mom, you are so beautiful…so beautiful.” It seems that my vocabulary is limited, and I can only repeatedly use the word “beautiful” to express my infatuation with my gorgeous mother.

　　My mother is now exuding the magical charm of an absolutely stunning mother. Thinking back to her serious and earnest days, she is now dressed so provocatively and wantonly. Her way of speaking has also changed from her former upright and proper manner to this shy and charming voice. Her expression and face, which used to have the air of a dignified policewoman, have now become a goddess-like appearance that combines solemnity with seductive shyness. She is incredibly alluring, and I believe no normal man could resist this amazing charm.

　　I couldn’t help but marvel at how much my mother had changed after I fucked her. Oh, no, even though my father had fucked her for over ten years, he couldn’t make her this alluring. Only I could make her so submissive in bed. I wanted to make her wear sexy outfits when I fucked her, and then she would do everything she could to satisfy my sexual desires. Whether it was those sexy sheer stockings, those high heels that she had never worn before, those makeup skills she had practiced diligently like in her student days, or those sexy clothes that made her look like a prostitute.

　　It seems that Mom has become completely obedient to me, both physically and mentally. Looking at this stunningly beautiful mother in stockings, a rare sight in the world, I realize that my mother is gradually becoming mine. Oh, my stunningly sexy mother, I am filled with anticipation as I make her even more alluring and beautiful, and as I fuck her even more beautifully.

　　Hearing my trembling, self-absorbed praise, my mother’s lips curled into a captivating smile. Her eyebrows twitched, and she gently lifted her face, her beautifully made-up eyes gazing at me with tender affection. I had only ever seen this look in my mother’s eyes when she looked at my father. Now, she was looking at her own son, who was a few years younger than me, with the same lover’s gaze. Her hands, while caressing my large penis, became even more gentle and vigorous, and she chuckled, “Hmph… silly boy.”

　　As her heart fluttered with pride, the mother’s expression became radiant and captivating.

　　Coming to my senses, I was further aroused by my mother’s charming expression, and my large hand, which was touching her silk-stockinged legs, tightened its grip, making her breath even heavier.

　　My eyes gleamed with a dangerous and lewd light as I chuckled and breathed into my mother’s pale ear, “Good Mommy, how about we try something new? It’s rare to be in Daddy’s bed, so Mommy should slowly enjoy this beautiful, sexy mommy as a reward for not being able to be intimate with Mommy for so long, okay?

　　My breath tickled my mother’s ears, making them turn even redder. She said coquettishly, “You little rascal, you’ve already gotten all the benefits, what reward do you want? Mom doesn’t want to be intimate with you…”

　　I brazenly touched my mother’s beautiful legs in stockings, teasing her with my eyes: “Really? Mom? Otherwise, why would you dress so sexily in front of your son? Look, Mom, your tender hands are still stroking your son’s big cock. Mom, your technique is getting better and better, you’re improving so fast, it feels so good to me.”

　　My lewd words seemed to arouse my mother so much that the lustful fluid between her silk-stockinged legs increased. The alluring fluid seeped through her ultra-thin flesh-colored pantyhose, and it seemed that her panties and the crotch of the pantyhose had already been soaked. The lustful fluid flowing between my mother’s legs was so abundant that it even affected her short silk black bodycon skirt, turning the skirt between her thighs into a dark patch. It was obvious that the velvet material was wet from the moisture.

　　My mom couldn’t take my teasing anymore, so she stopped stroking my big cock and said in a shy, soft voice, “What…what new tricks do you want to try?…Mom…Mom will only do it if things go well…”

　　Upon hearing this, I was immediately overjoyed and excitedly hugged my mother, saying, “Really, Mom? Hehe, Mom, you know how much I love your beautiful legs in stockings. I just want to lick Mom’s stockings and high heels, and then Mom, you use those sexy stockings and high heels to give me a footjob, and then I’ll ejaculate my semen on your exquisite stockings and high heels!”

　　Hearing my request, Mom was both surprised and shy. Her beautiful feet, clad in sheer stockings, rubbed together nervously, and even her toes, clad in stockings inside her red peep-toe shoes, unconsciously curled up. She said shyly, feigning reluctance, “You…you little rascal, how can you have so many bad thoughts? You’re so perverted! You want to…um…seminate…on Mom’s high heels, and…and even do some foot…footjob for you! It’s so embarrassing…I don’t know where you learned all these bad things at such a young age…and all you do is ruin Mom…Hmph! It seems Mom needs to correct you properly!”

　　I grinned and tried to ingratiate myself with my mother: “Hehe, son has been thinking about you day and night, so of course I’d love for you to ‘educate’ me. So… Mom…” I said, then urged her with a lewd look in my eyes.

　　My mother blushed and turned her face away, avoiding my burning gaze. She seemed to be imagining the scene of her beautiful legs in stockings and high heels being covered in her own son’s ink, and her heart fluttered with a mixture of excitement and shyness. She said in a soft voice, “You naughty boy…you’re bullying Mommy again…Mommy’s not talking to you anymore…”

　　I couldn’t contain my excitement and said, “Mom, you can ignore me, but you need to move those beautiful feet in your stockings, hehe! Leave everything else to me!”

　　Without waiting for my mother’s reply, I used my nimble arms to slip under her stockings and knees, and lifted her up like a princess amidst her gasp.

　　Slightly startled by my carrying her in my arms, my mother instinctively wrapped her arms around my neck. She gently patted my strong, young chest as if protesting my audacity, but only received a chuckle in return, and continued her reckless behavior.

　　I held my mother’s exquisitely beautiful body, both slender and plump, in my arms, as if she were a rare treasure. I gently carried her to the middle of the bed, and then knelt in front of her with my increasingly aroused penis, wanting to continue to admire this stunningly beautiful mother in stockings.

　　A stunningly beautiful woman, exuding charm and allure, lay half-reclined on the bed. The bright yellow bedside lamp cast a romantic glow on her body, enhancing her captivating beauty. The soft, comfortable silk quilt, spread out on the bed, was slightly dented by her body, creating a beautiful fold under her gentle weight.

　　My mother propped herself up on the blanket with one hand, while the other, like a restless little bird, adorably rested on her half-naked, beautiful breasts. Her bright red nails accentuated her porcelain-like skin, making her incredibly alluring. Her glossy black curly hair cascaded down naturally under the force of gravity, revealing her snow-white neck. Following the neck upwards, one could see my mother’s exquisitely beautiful face. With her delicate makeup, my mother lowered her eyes, her beauty captivating. Her long eyelashes trembled incessantly, and her wine-red eye makeup, adorned with glitter, sparkled. Her clear, deep brown pupils, filled with shyness and unease, dared not meet my gaze, which was fixed on her with intense intensity. Her cherry-red lips, painted with pink lip gloss, parted slightly, exhaling sweet breath, their color almost dripping with moisture.

　　Her half-exposed breasts rose and fell with her breath under her beige chiffon tie-front dress. The thin fabric could barely conceal the surging spring light. The pearl necklace, a wedding anniversary gift for her parents, playfully rolled in the deep cleavage, making the jade-like breasts even more alluring.

　　Because of her shyness, Mom turned to the side, twisting her slender waist and revealing her fair back through her misty hair. Her smooth, rounded shoulders and arms made one want to embrace her. Her hair slipped down her porcelain-like skin, showing just how soft and smooth her skin was.

　　The beige sexy chiffon dress was a Korean-style fitted design. The fitted cut clung tightly to my mother’s delicate body, outlining her alluring S-curve. Her shapely figure rose and fell like the peaks of a mountain range. The black bodycon mini skirt tightly hugged my mother’s pert buttocks, and her beautiful buttocks and vulva were hidden under the thin layer of fabric, waiting for me to discover and explore them.

　　At this moment, Mom squeezed her stockinged thighs together, as if enduring the involuntary flow of lustful fluid from her peach blossom cave, or as if gently rubbing the smooth stockings to entice me.

　　During the climax of foreplay, the vaginal fluids soaked the flesh-colored stockings, making them even more translucent and as if they were about to blend into the fair and delicate skin of her legs. Under the light, the stockings shimmered with a diamond-like sparkle, making them extremely alluring.

　　And Mom’s stunningly beautiful legs, with their smooth stockings and sexy high heels, were about to rub against my enormous penis as a reward, only to be defiled by my white semen in the end.

　　I was once again captivated by the stunning beauty of the gorgeous mother. No matter how much I swallowed, I couldn’t stop the dryness in my throat. She was just too tempting and beautiful.

　　My huge cock was like a red-hot iron, incredibly hot, so hot it seemed to reach my mother. She was so ashamed that she looked away, unable to look directly at my burning cock.

　　I couldn’t take it anymore, so I grabbed my mother’s right foot and gently held her sexy ankle. Amidst my mother’s gasp, I pressed my hot, thick penis against her sexy red peep-toe high heels. The purplish-red glans brushed against the patent leather surface, leaving a trail of clear, sticky fluid on the red patent leather.

　　The glans gradually approached the instep of the mother’s silk-stockinged feet, slowly rubbing up the smooth, delicate instep from the toes to the ankle. The flesh-colored ultra-thin stockings were immediately coated with a transparent water stain by the liquid seeping from the glans, making the fair skin, which was about to be broken by a breath, even more shiny and alluring.

　　My stunning policewoman mom in stockings was being defiled by my huge cock. The exquisite feel of her stockinged feet was something only I could enjoy. The expression on my face was like taking a bite of ice cream on a hot summer day. Finally, I could rub those stockinged feet with my huge cock. Then I continued to rub the glans of my huge cock against the smooth instep of her stockinged feet, feeling the supreme comfort. Sometimes I would hold up her heel in her high heels, letting the stockings rub against the tip of my penis and the edge of my glans. Soon, the instep of her feet was adorned with the strands of lustful fluid I secreted, making it even more crystal clear and incredibly erotic.

　　At this moment, Mom was only supporting herself on the bed with her hands, her eyes still too shy to look at the scene of the big penis rubbing against her stockings and high heels, but the heaving of her beautiful breasts and her increasingly rapid breathing revealed how turbulent her heart was.

　　I turned my attention to my mother’s high heels. The high heels she was wearing were the 14-centimeter peep-toe type with a platform, made of red patent leather with some delicate floral designs. The upper was bright red while the sole was black rubber. Wearing them on my mother’s beautiful legs in stockings, they looked like a swallow returning to its nest, a perfect match. Indeed, my mother is still more suited to this kind of sexy and sophisticated high heels.

　　I slowly rubbed the surface of the sexy high heels with the head of my penis, enjoying the smooth texture of the patent leather and the 14-centimeter wine glass heel. I even rubbed the brand-new black sole, as if I wanted to leave my mark on the sexy high heels.

　　I quickly turned my big cock back to my mother’s three toes peeking out from the front of her peep-toe high heels. Her toes, painted with bright red nail polish and encased in flesh-colored stockings, looked like exquisite coral or jade, delicate and alluring.

　　I gently poked my glans and urethral opening towards her round, jade-like toe. Whether it was intentional or not, my mother’s stockinged toes gently rubbed against my urethral opening, causing more of the secreted fluid to spread onto the seamless, sexy stockings with their toe-like design.

　　This action made me squint my eyes, raise my chin, and pant heavily: “Hiss… Mom, your stockings and high heels are making my big cock feel so good, so smooth and exciting, Mom’s stockings are so beautiful, oh… so good!” After saying that, I grabbed my mother’s stockings and high heels and accelerated the thrusting of my big cock against them.

　　With curiosity and anticipation, the mother turned her face and watched as her son’s large penis rubbed and pounded against her stockings and high heels. Through the high heels and ultra-thin stockings, she could clearly feel the thickness and heat of her son’s large penis. That heat traveled up her nerves and straight to her brain, then turned into a series of inexplicable pleasures that spread to her limbs. In particular, the various sensitive spots on her delicate body seemed to be ignited by the mere foot fetish of stockings and high heels.

　　A trickle of fluid flowed once again from the honeyed orifice between her thighs.

　　Unconsciously, the hand supporting her on the bed gripped the silk bed sheet tightly, wrinkling it in her hands.

　　Seeing her son’s blissful expression, the mother felt both shy and proud. She asked him bashfully, “…You little rascal, you’re so…perverted…rubbing my feet with that…that thing feels so…humph…is it really comfortable? Doesn’t it hurt?”

　　While enjoying my mother’s beautiful feet in stockings, I replied, “Mom’s stockings and high heels are so comfortable. I love them so much. I wish I could masturbate to ejaculation every day with Mom’s beautiful feet in stockings. Ah… it feels so good. Mom, could you wear such sexy stockings and high heels more often for your son to do footjobs? I really love and enjoy Mom’s beautiful feet in stockings.”

　　Seeing how much her son adored her stockings and high heels, and knowing that they could drive him wild with desire, and that she herself seemed to experience a slight pleasure from foot fetishizing them, the mother responded to her son’s request without hesitation, panting softly: “Oh… um… no… you little rascal… since that’s how it is, hmph… you’re lucky… Mom will find a chance to buy more high heels and stockings of other styles… for you… for you… for you to foot fetishize…”

　　Hearing this, I was excited and beamed with joy, quickly replying to my mother, “Mom, you’re so good to your son! Ah, it feels so good, Mom’s beautiful feet in stockings.” Just thinking about being able to have my gorgeous, sexy mother footjob so often in the future made the pleasure even more intense.

　　My mother is really sensitive; even when I was foot-feeding her in stockings, she showed a hint of enjoyment, her alluring eyes almost glistening with tears.

　　One stockinged and high-heeled beautiful foot was no longer enough for me, so I grabbed the other stockinged and high-heeled beautiful leg that was draped over the bed, and put my mother’s two slender and seductive stockinged legs together, and then used those stockinged and high-heeled legs to clamp my big penis.

　　This clamping motion almost made Mom ejaculate uncontrollably. After steadying herself and suppressing the intense pleasure, she grabbed Mom’s delicate, rounded ankles with both hands and began thrusting between her stockings and high heels, allowing the glans, urethral opening, coronal phallus, and shaft to fully enjoy the sensation of the stockings and high heels.

　　Her hands, gripping her stockinged ankles, restlessly pressed her fingers against those rounded ankles, enjoying the smooth stockings of her mother twice over.

　　I rubbed my mother’s beautiful feet in stockings and high heels, teasing her as she gradually felt pleasure from the footjob: “Mom, look, your stockings and high heels are holding my big cock, and it’s on Dad’s bed. I’m fucking Mom’s stockings and high heels. I’m going to fuck Mom’s stockings and high heels on Dad’s bed every day from now on. It feels so good, oh…!”

　　My mother had already placed both hands on the silk quilt, because I was holding her legs together. Her body was supported only by her pert buttocks and arms, and her breasts were even more erect, putting more strain on her waist. Her silk-stockinged legs were bent at a breathtakingly beautiful angle, and her knees, wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, were slightly bent, welcoming my fucking of her silk-stockinged high heels.

　　Viewed from the side, her entire body, from her charming face to her stockings and high heels, forms a sexy and deadly inverted W shape, extremely alluring.

　　My mother gazed shyly at her son with her alluringly made-up, bright eyes, her expression one of deep affection as if he were her most beloved possession. She responded to my teasing with a soft, melodious voice, “Mmm…oh…mmm…you…you little rascal…mmm…you little pervert…does Mommy’s stockings…stockings and high heels footjob feel this good to you?…Mmm…then…then whenever there’s a chance…Mommy…Mommy will give you footjobs, okay?…Use your…big cock…to fuck Mommy’s stockings and high heels, okay? Mmm…”

　　My mother was clearly aroused by the footjob, and the subtle pleasure gradually turned into a torrent, impacting her nerves. The first time I did a footjob with stockings and high heels, she already felt the pleasure of having a big cock inserted into her stockings and high heels. I have to say that my mother is a natural stocking slut. As long as she wears stockings, she can make me wet with any kind of lustful fluids.

　　Looking at my own mother gazing at me with such affection, and seeing how she could be so slutty just from my footjob, I felt incredibly proud. I continued to tease her relentlessly: “Ah, sexy mom, does it feel good to give me a footjob? Mom loves wearing stockings so much, from now on I’m going to fuck your stockinged legs all the time, and shoot my semen on them so you can’t even wear ten pairs of stockings a day. Then you can go to work at the police station wearing stockings stained with my semen. Oh… sexy mom, I’m going to fuck your stockinged heels to pieces, it feels so good.”

　　My mother was struck by these incestuous and perverse lewd words, her breath ragged and her panting heavily. Her silk-stockinged feet unconsciously moved in rhythm with my movements, carefully servicing my huge penis. The trickle of fluid from her honey hole overflowed into a raging flood, and the fragrant nectar seeped through her tight skirt, soaking a large area of ​​the expensive silk quilt. The lustful fluid that flowed from her incestuous foot fetish with her own son shamelessly soaked the bed where she used to have warm and intimate moments with her husband.

　　But seeing my mother so moved, I stopped what I was doing, put my hands behind my back, and under my mother’s questioning gaze, I chuckled mischievously and said, “Good mother, my hands are tired. Why don’t you move those beautiful legs in stockings yourself? I’ll cooperate with you, and it will be more comfortable for you to move yourself, won’t it, Mom?”

　　I was actually faking it. How could my strong arms get tired after only holding my mother’s slender legs for ten minutes?

　　Actually, I wanted my mother to be more compliant with me and more willing to give me footjobs, so that I could get more comfortable pleasure.

　　But at this moment, Mom was experiencing a different kind of pleasure from the foot fetish in stockings and high heels. The flood in her ovaries and uterus was already ready to burst forth. She could only give me a reproachful look with her bright, clear eyes adorned with long eyelashes, and say in a shy, coquettish voice, “Hmm…you’re so annoying…you little rascal…you know…humph…okay…Mommy will do it for you…hmm…”

　　My mother and I were both thrilled by her sweet, coquettish voice, and a strange, tingling sensation ran through our bodies. My usually dignified and serious policewoman mother was being teased by me, speaking in such a seductive and alluring tone, especially from her soft, tempting little mouth. It made me want to thrust my big cock into that sweet, melodious mouth and let it fully experience the fragrance of my beautiful mother’s tongue and teeth.

　　I bet even Dad has never heard Mom speak like this before. In Dad’s heart, his wife is so perfect and virtuous, living an upright life and fulfilling all her duties as a wife and mother.

　　But the truth is that the father’s beloved wife is currently engaging in incestuous acts with her own son, while the mother is so obedient and shameless towards her son, as if she can only let go of herself and fully display the true value of this stunningly beautiful mother in front of her own son.

　　The biological son whom the father had placed high hopes on and carefully nurtured was actually coveting his wife and was gradually descending into a bottomless abyss of perverted and twisted incest between mother and son, from which he was even deriving pleasure.

　　Regardless of when the father will realize he’s wearing a green hat he absolutely doesn’t want to wear, the slutty mother is already indulging in her lewd scene with her own son.

　　The mother gently lifted her beautiful stockinged foot, clad in 14cm peep-toe heels, and softly clamped the shaft of her son’s 18cm long penis with the toe of the sexy platform heel. Then she carefully moved it back and forth, her stockinged toes, painted with red nail polish, curling up nervously. The scene was incredibly erotic.

　　The mother’s beautiful eyes were fixed on her son’s large penis, and she asked him in a sweet voice, “How is it… um… you little rascal… is this okay? Is it… too hard… hurting you?”

　　My breath grew heavier and heavier from the pleasure emanating from my mother’s stockings and high heels. Instinctively, I thrust my large penis back and forth between her red peep-toe heels, perfectly synchronized with her in this footjob. I responded to her, saying, “Oh… good mom, so good, mom’s stockings and high heels are so amazing, they grip my big cock so well, um, keep going, mom can go faster, harder… oh… yes, that’s it, mom is indeed an excellent teacher, her learning ability is so good… um… you’ve already learned to make my big cock feel so good with stockings and high heels so quickly… oh… good mom, so good, I’m going to fill your sexy high-heeled feet with my semen, oh, it feels just as good as fucking your pussy…”

　　Encouraged by my lewd moans, my mother served me even more diligently with her stockings and high heels.

　　I watched as Mom would sometimes use her platform shoes to grip my large penis and thrust it in and out, sometimes lightly rubbing the glans and urethral opening with the soles of her brand-new black shoes, and sometimes even rubbing the shaft and glans with the instep of her glistening stockings, already coated with the fluid secreted by my penis. This attentive high-heeled footjob service made my breathing heavier with pleasure, and my waist unconsciously quickened the rhythm of my thrusts in the stockings and high heels, my mouth uttering low and passionate lewd words: “Oh…oh…oh…Mom…slutty mom…so beautiful…so good…my big penis feels so good being gripped by mom’s stockings and high heels…Mom is really good at footjobs for her son…oh…oh…I will definitely fuck mom’s stockings and high heels cunt every day from now on…I will get you pregnant by shooting my semen into mom’s stockings and high heels cunt…”

　　Suddenly, I gripped my mother’s stockings and high heels tightly, firmly holding those delicate peep-toe shoes in place. Then, I thrust my hips forward rapidly, panting heavily, and said to my mother, “Ah… slutty mom… my good mom… son is going to cum… cum on your slutty stockings and high heels… cum to burst your stockings… ah… fuck… ah fuck your stockings and high heels to death… fuck!”

　　My mother, cooperating with me, used her stockings and high heels to quickly stroke my throbbing, gushing penis. The stockings and high heels swayed violently from my intense thrusting, and the bed creaked and trembled because of my vigorous movements. The intensity of my thrusting into my mother’s stockings and high heels even produced the sound of my huge testicles hitting the sole of the peep-toe high heels, almost like I was actually fucking her. The rapid breathing of the mother and son on the bed, along with the slapping sound of my testicles hitting the high heels, created a symphony of extremely lewd incestuous music.

　　After hearing that I was about to ejaculate, the torrent in my stockinged pussy was almost uncontrollable. Her moans grew louder and louder, her rounded shoulders trembled, and her slender waist, arched with effort, twisted to match my big cock with her stockinged legs.

　　The lustful fluids from her honeyed cave had soaked and stained her black bodycon skirt a deep purple, and even the silk sheets were dampened by her fluids, sparkling like stars. As if to make me ejaculate more easily, my mother raised her face and gazed at me affectionately with her beautiful eyes, adorned with exquisite wine-red eye makeup. The slight sweat at her temples further accentuated her stunningly beautiful face, making her look like a fairy. Her Korean-style eye makeup was surrounded by eye-catching glitter. My mother deliberately used an extremely seductive expression and gaze to stimulate me to ejaculate. Her pink lips were slightly open, and her tender pink tongue licked her lower lip, seemingly wanting me to ejaculate into her alluring little mouth.

　　My mother was also at the final moment; the floodwaters in her womb had burst forth uncontrollably. Yet, she still didn’t forget to let me ejaculate comfortably. Her alluring moans escaped her lips, tempting me to reach ecstasy with her: “Oh… um… oh… good… um… good son… Mommy wants to… also… also wants to go… oh… footjob… footjob feels so good… um… Mommy… Mommy’s… stockings and heels… are going to be… fucked… fucked hard by my good son… oh… Mommy is going to… orgasm from being fucked by her son… um… just letting my son… fuck Mommy’s stockings and heels… is enough to make Mommy orgasm… Mommy… oh oh oh oh… is going to be… fucked by my son’s big cock… oh… oh… orgasm… orgasm ah…”

　　The mother’s seductive and lewd voice, with its high-pitched and long ending notes, lingered in the parents’ room, echoing three feet above the ceiling, alluring and depraved.

　　The seductive mother arched her back and chest into an arc, her delicate body trembling violently. Her jade-like neck tilted her pretty face back, and a blush of excitement from the climax quickly crept onto her stunning face. Her slightly parted pink lips continued to emit high-pitched climax sounds, and her fragrant tongue involuntarily licked her lower lip, causing a trace of saliva to glisten at the corner of her mouth. Her beautifully made-up eyes were overflowing with spring water, revealing a bottomless confusion and infatuation. Her long eyelashes trembled, and her willow eyebrows furrowed into an arc that seemed to be suffering pain and enjoying ecstasy at the same time.

　　If I hadn’t been holding her tightly, her beautiful legs in stockings and high heels would have been trembling uncontrollably from the excitement of her orgasm. But the way her legs, clad in ultra-thin flesh-colored pantyhose, were pressed together and rubbing against each other told me that a torrent of water was pouring down between them. Her black bodycon skirt was soaked with her orgasmic juices, as if it had been drenched by a downpour. Her flesh-colored pantyhose were also quickly soaked by the splashed juices, pressing even closer to her fair skin, making her skin even more translucent, radiant, and alluring.

　　Stimulated by my mother’s alluring beauty and her exquisite moans, and after the gentle caresses of her hands and the wonderful footjob I’ve been doing for the past thirty minutes, my eighteen-centimeter-long penis is about to burst out like a cannonball. I thrust rapidly, pumping into her silk-stockinged, high-heeled feet that I’m holding tightly. The semen that has been stored in my scrotum for weeks is visibly being pumped into my urethra along the pulsating vas deferens.

　　With a ferocious expression like a wild beast, I groaned loudly, my voice rising in unison with my mother’s climaxing moans: “Ah! Ah! Ah… Fuck… Fuck you to death… Ah… You slutty mother… Ah… Son is going to cum inside you… Ah… Son is going to cum inside you, you slutty mother… Ah… Son is going to fuck your womb to pieces… Ah… Fuck! Fuck! Fuck you to death, you stocking-clad slutty mother… Ah… I’m cumming!”

　　I pressed my 18-centimeter-long, thick penis against the sole of my mother’s brand-new 14-centimeter red patent leather peep-toe stiletto heel. The first powerful ejaculation of white semen, accompanied by a clearly audible “splat,” shot onto the sole of my mother’s sexy stiletto heel. The second ejaculation followed immediately, its powerful force undiminished, shooting onto the 14-centimeter heel with a “plop.” The enormous amount of semen was not concealed by the thin stiletto heel, and the semen still splashed powerfully onto my mother’s body beneath me, even reaching as far as my mother’s beige chiffon dress, where it struck the soft fabric with a “splat,” causing it to bounce.

　　The third, massive spurt of semen shot out again from my urethra. This time, I quickly moved my penis to the front of my mother’s peep-toe heels, with my urethra pressed against the platform. The surging semen shot onto the brand-new, hard sole of the platform, and some of it even reflected off the platform and hit my own thigh.

　　The fourth ejaculation was already loaded. I held my big cock against my mother’s exquisite silk-stockinged feet. The flesh-colored, ultra-thin stockings covered her snow-white skin, which looked as if it were about to burst, and the veins beneath the skin were faintly visible. The semen had already been released, still powerful and thick, and it sprayed out with a splattering sound onto the exquisite silk-stockinged instep. The porcelain-like instep was immediately covered with the thick semen.

　　I moved my large penis slightly towards the front of the high heel. This time, my target was the peep-toe opening of the shoe, where several plump, red coral-like treasures awaited my semen’s desecration. I pressed the head of my penis against my mother’s toes, which were painted with red nail polish, and once again, I sprayed semen wantonly. The semen quickly covered the alluring toes of her stockinged feet, and with its powerful force, it penetrated the ultra-thin stockings, shooting into the gaps between her rounded toes. Some of it even seeped directly into the sole of her stockinged feet, desecrating my mother’s beautiful stockinged feet inside and out with my thick semen, soaking her delicate and glistening feet in the sticky, white semen.

　　At this moment, the slutty mother who was climbing to the top with me had just experienced a long climax. The lustful fluid in her honey hole was still overflowing like a burst dam. But when I grabbed her stockinged feet and ejaculated, the force of the semen and the feeling of hitting her ultra-thin stockinged feet were even more intense. The semen stimulated her extremely sensitive stockinged legs like scorching lava. Her nerves were about to short-circuit from the heat. Her slutty hole, which was still climaxing, actually experienced another strong climax. She experienced two climaxes in a short period of time because of the heat of my semen, and it was just footjob. It can be seen how sensitive the slutty mother’s stockinged legs are.

　　The mother’s hands were already involuntarily covering her private parts, as if trying to stop the overwhelming pleasure from arriving. Her entire upper body was supported only by her slender waist arched into a bow shape. Looking at her charming face, her beautiful eyes were almost unfocused, and she had lost consciousness. Her pink lips could no longer hold back and once again expressed the ecstatic pleasure with a high-pitched, warbling cry: “Oh…oh…oh…so hot…oh…! Mom…Mom…oh…I’m going to die…oh…oh…oh…I’m going to be…shot to death by my son’s semen…oh…oh…good…slutty mom…stockings…oh…stocking slut mom is going to be shot to death…oh…”

　　I ejaculated violently onto my mother’s stockinged, high-heeled feet for almost twenty or thirty seconds. The copious amount of semen obscured the original color of her red patent leather high heels, and her exquisitely thin flesh-colored pantyhose received special attention. Semen splattered onto her straight, stockinged calves and shapely thighs, leaving behind a few noticeable white spots on her black bodycon skirt. When the powerful ejaculation hit her smooth feet, the force was so strong, and the silky fabric of her feet caused a large amount of semen to bounce and splash onto the surrounding silk sheets. Clumps of thick, white semen were scattered across the bed, and the soft bed where my parents used to make love was now ravaged by my semen.

　　I gripped my mother’s silk-stockinged feet tightly and ejaculated for a few more seconds, releasing all the remaining semen into my beautiful, slutty mother. My mother was still enjoying wave after wave of orgasms, her beautiful legs clamped together and her back arched. Her fragrant nectar, with its extremely alluring and lewd scent, gushed out continuously from between her legs. Just how rare must this stunningly beautiful, slutty mother’s womb be to be able to have such a long and continuous orgasm? And sometimes, the clear nectar was so powerful that it penetrated the gap in the hem of her bodycon skirt and spilled onto the bed. It was clear how tight her womb was to have such pressure, forcing the nectar to even penetrate the clothes between her legs.

　　After nearly forty seconds of ejaculation, I finally finished ejaculating a portion of the semen that had been stored in my enormous scrotum for several weeks. I held my mother’s silk stockings and high heels like a precious treasure, shook my big cock, exhaled a long breath, and smeared the remaining semen on the head of my still-erect cock onto the knees of my mother’s silk stockings.

　　After I ejaculated, I gently placed my mother’s beautiful feet in stockings and high heels down on the bed. As soon as I placed her feet on the bed, the delicate stockings and high heels, soaked with a huge amount of semen, wet the soft silk sheets. After a few seconds, the semen that flowed out slowly and viscously flowed into the wrinkles of the silk sheets, which were dented by the weight of my mother’s high heels. In a few seconds, it almost turned into a small pond of semen, and it also emitted the unique fishy smell of my strong male essence. But the fishy smell was mixed with my mother’s intoxicating perfume and body odor, making it incredibly erotic.

　　A minute has passed, and the horny mom is still having an orgasm. My God, what kind of rare treasure is that?

　　She was so sensitive during a footjob with stockings that she reached orgasm twice?

　　After ejaculating, I saw my mother still struggling in the surging waves. I was both excited and worried as I stepped forward and sat down next to her. I used my strong arms to reach under her arched back, feeling the tender and smooth skin of her back while looking at her alluring face, flushed with climax, her beautiful eyes half-closed, and her mouth slightly open.

　　Looking closely at my mother’s stunning appearance, I could clearly see just how exquisite and beautiful she was.

　　Her skin was so smooth and delicate, like white porcelain, that it was almost impossible to find any pores upon close inspection. It was clear that her mother had only applied a light layer of foundation.

　　I took a closer look at my mother’s stunning makeup. This Korean-style makeup added a touch of charm to her, which was quite different from her usual pure and focused look when she wasn’t wearing any makeup. But to be honest, with such a sexy and alluring figure, this kind of charming makeup made me fall even more in love with my mother.

　　Upon closer inspection, Mom’s eye makeup was indeed exquisite. Her light brown, flat eyebrows were neat and delicate, and her large double eyelids were adorned with a wine-red gradient eyeshadow. It wasn’t the intense eye makeup of smoky eyes, but rather a light gradient that emphasized a charming and innocent look, typical of Korean makeup. Her long false eyelashes were flawlessly placed under her eyelids, and if you looked closely, you could also see that her eyelashes, like the corners and corners of her eyes and eyelids, were also covered with silver glitter eyeshadow. With every blink, it made her bright, clear eyes even more captivating.

　　Looking at my mother’s exquisitely beautiful face, I couldn’t help but stick out my big, rough tongue and lick her bright red earlobe adorned with rhinestone earrings. My tongue slowly licked upwards along the earlobe, reaching the uniquely textured auricle. My mother’s ears were also incredibly delicate, their soft texture glowing with an alluring translucent pink under the light.

　　A few seconds later, Mom’s body finally stopped trembling, and her arched body collapsed into my arms as if boneless. Her beautiful eyes slowly regained focus, and Mom was finally coming back to her senses from the afterglow of her first time experiencing foot fetish in stockings.

　　In the roughly half hour that followed, my mother was only touched by me, her beautiful legs in stockings, and I performed footjobs on her, and she ejaculated during those footjobs. Before my big cock even entered her obviously incredibly wet honey hole, she had already reached orgasm three times. She truly is a rare treasure, a slutty mother with beautiful legs in stockings. Her high-heeled legs in ultra-thin stockings are just like the most horny and sensitive pussy. With just a little teasing and thrusting, she can get her nerves on edge and reach ecstasy.

　　Having just experienced her first orgasm from foot fetish in stockings, my mother nestled in my arms as if boneless, her eyes slowly returning to their senses. Her small mouth was still emitting soft, fragrant breaths, her breasts rising and falling as she tried to calm the intense pleasure. Her pink tongue unconsciously licked her tender lower lip and white teeth, as if savoring her first orgasm from foot fetish in stockings.

　　I bet even Mom herself couldn’t have imagined that her beautiful feet in stockings could bring her to orgasm just like her vagina, as if my big cock was thrusting into her. It was as if this delicate body had gained another honey hole, making it easy for me to thrust and fuck her until she had multiple orgasms.

　　My mother and I lay half-reclined on the silk bed, snuggling close together and enjoying the afterglow of our climax. I smugly watched my stunningly sexy mother, who could have multiple orgasms just from footjobs, up close. My half-erect penis, now semi-erect, pressed boldly against my mother’s tight-fitting dress, which was soaked with her juices, allowing my penis to feel the beauty of her firm, perky buttocks. In my hands, I combed the disheveled hair around my mother’s ears and shoulders, which was tousled by excitement.

　　Then he stretched his rough tongue toward her fragrant neck and shoulders, which were covered in sweat, and licked her fair skin covered with alluring sweat. He even licked his disgusting saliva onto his mother’s silky smooth skin.

　　Just recovering from the afterglow of her climax, Mom was now panting heavily from my licking. A blush crept up her delicate neck and pretty face. She playfully pushed my increasingly audacious face away with her slender hands, giggling, “Ugh…you…you naughty boy, you’re making my neck so itchy…hehe, stop it…um…”

　　I was completely captivated by my mother’s charming and coquettish demeanor. With my other hand, I gently lifted her smooth, pretty chin, bringing her stunning face directly to me. I said to her with a flirtatious expression, “Hehe, Mom, your stockinged feet are amazing! They made me feel so good. And Mom, did it feel good just now? Was footjob really good? I saw you had an orgasm for so long! Although I know you’re very sensitive, hehe, I didn’t expect you to enjoy stockinged footjobs so much. I must do stockinged footjobs with you more often in the future, don’t you think, my dear Mom?”

　　My mother, blushing, didn’t dare look at me. Her pink lips parted slightly as she cooed shyly at me, “Hmph…it’s all your fault, you naughty son…hmm…you insisted on foot…footjob…it’s all your fault, all your fault…hmm…I’m so embarrassed…but, that footjob…it really…hmm. It feels so good…” Just as she finished cooing, my mother seemed to feel a sticky sensation on her stockings and heels. The feeling was both sticky and disgusting, yet also strangely warm. She turned to look at her beautiful legs in stockings and heels, limp from her orgasm, casually draped over the soft silk quilt. At first glance, she couldn’t help but gasp in surprise.

　　The woman’s beautiful feet, clad in 14cm peep-toe patent leather high heels and ultra-thin stockings, were now completely disfigured by the white semen. The once vibrant red patent leather was now covered layer upon layer with semen, the white fluid tinged with pink. The skin in the stockings, which had been given special attention, was further stained by thick clumps of semen, obscuring its once crystalline beauty. From the instep to the knee, several clumps of thick, white semen clung to the stockings, slowly seeping into the thin stockings, penetrating her smooth, pristine skin, and dripping slowly onto the silk quilt.

　　The mother could clearly feel the viscous liquid seeping into the gaps between her toes and even the soles of her feet. She could also clearly feel the semen slowly invading her high heels. With the slightest twitch of her skin, she could feel the boundless stickiness.

　　The soft silk quilt, pressed down by my beautiful high-heeled feet, had long been filled with the semen flowing from my stockings and heels, forming a pool of white, cloudy semen. My mother’s stockinged feet looked as if they were submerged in a pool of viscous semen. The surrounding silk quilt was also a mess, with patches of white spots from my vigorous semen splattering from time to time.

　　The mother lifted her stockings and heels out of the pool of semen, and the thick semen immediately began to splatter and slowly slide off the stockings and heels. The fishy smell of the semen mixed with the fragrance of the mother’s stockings and heels wafted over, making her beautiful feet in stockings and heels appear extremely erotic at that moment.

　　Mom exclaimed repeatedly in a coquettish voice, “Oh…! You naughty son… how did you shoot so much filth? It’s all sticky on my shoes and stockings… You pervert… Is it really that comfortable? You’ve made my bed all messy, humph, you’re such a naughty little devil.” She then pinched my waist with her slender hand, gently twisting it while lifting my stockinged high heels, continuing, “Do you know these shoes are from the British brand CL high heels? They cost over ten thousand, okay? Humph, now that you’ve made them so dirty, it’ll be a hassle to wash them, okay?” She then slightly increased the pressure, and I immediately feigned pain, begging for mercy with a smile, “Ouch, Mom, you’re going to strangle me! It’s just that your stockinged high heels and foot fetish are so comfortable! And those high heels are quite expensive, no wonder it felt so good, and they look so sexy on your feet. Ouch, good Mom… be gentle… be gentle… I know I was wrong…”

　　When Mom saw me cry out in pain, even though she knew I was faking it, she still stopped pinching my waist with a pained expression. Seeing that Mom didn’t intend to scold me any further, I knew she was just being kind to me, so I teased her even more smugly: “Hehe, good mom really loves her son. She specially bought these high-end, sexy high heels for me to wear, and even used them to give me a footjob. Mom is like a mind reader, knowing that I like it when Mom wears these exquisite and elegant high heels and her police uniform. Mom looks so beautiful in them. Can you wear them more often for me to see, okay? Then I’ll fill them with my semen. I love shooting my semen on Mom’s police uniform! The prettier you are, the more I enjoy fucking you, Mom, okay?”

　　My mother, amused by my feigned innocence, rolled her beautiful eyes helplessly and tapped my head with her slender finger, saying in a coquettish voice, “Hmph…you little pervert, knowing that Mommy is good to you, you still torment Mommy all the time, and you even dare to say that you want to…you want to shoot…shoot on Mommy’s police uniform, you’re so perverted. If your father knew that you, this little rascal, are doing all sorts of bad things, wouldn’t he be furious? Hmph…you…you’re such a little beast…little rascal…I’m so ashamed…um…” I saw that Mommy’s actions were tantamount to her agreeing that she would dress up beautifully for me to fuck her in the future, so I smiled with satisfaction.

　　My semi-erect penis rubbed against my mother’s sexy black velvet bodycon skirt, feeling the heat emanating from it and the wetness from her juices. I teased her again, “Mom, look how much juice you’ve produced! It’s soaked your skirt. Hehe, Mom, are you made of juice? Otherwise, how could you produce so much juice that it’s soaked your skirt and even the bed? Mom is so amazing, you can produce so much juice every time, hehe, I’m so happy!”

　　My mother blushed with embarrassment and unease, her delicate hands unsure of what to do with them. She gently braced herself on the sheets, her pert buttocks involuntarily accommodating my semi-erect penis. She lightly rubbed against me with the smooth fabric of her bodycon skirt, while whimpering, “It’s all your fault, you little rascal! Ugh… I hate it! You always find new ways to torment me. Humph, you always make me… I leak… so much… oh… it’s so embarrassing…”

　　My big cock, which was rubbing against my mother’s pert buttocks, quickly showed signs of rising again as my mother coaxed me. The glans, still as red as a duck egg, with a little bit of sticky fluid left from the ejaculation, circled on my mother’s black velvet bodycon skirt and left semi-transparent marks on her pert buttocks.

　　My mother seemed to feel the large penis pressing against the hem of her tight skirt rapidly growing larger, harder, and thicker. The heat, like a red-hot branding rod, was clearly transmitted to the nerves in her pert buttocks through the thin clothing. Under the gaze of my mother’s surprised and shy eyes, my large penis, like a dragon rising from the depths, roared repeatedly at my mother’s beautiful buttocks. My thick, hard penis, which had just ejaculated a few minutes ago, was already back to its original vigor, returning to its thick, hard state.

　　Although the mother knew that her biological son was a little pervert whose body did not match his age, she could not help but marvel at how monstrous he was, especially his huge penis, which was powerful and long-lasting. The thought of that huge, hot penis being inserted into her tender vagina made her tremble slightly with fear.

　　I reached out and grasped my mother’s soft, white hand, moving it to my burning hot penis. Silently, I held her tender hand, enveloping the large, red glans. I felt the delicate lines and smooth skin of her slender, bright red-painted hand. My glans and urethral opening secreted even more fluid. I teased my mother in a roguish manner, “Oh… good mother, look, your son’s big penis is reacting to you again. Mother is so tempting, your son’s big penis is so hard again. Ah… mother’s hands are so soft and comfortable, this beautiful buttock is so perky and soft, it feels so good.” After saying this, my eyes gleamed, and I continued to say to my mother with a lewd expression, “Mother, my slutty mother, your son wants to penetrate your slutty cunt again. My big penis is so uncomfortable, it’s so hard, I really want to penetrate your beautiful cunt. Mother, please, can your son penetrate your beautiful cunt?” So my big penis, under the caress of my mother’s tender hand, gently bumped against my mother’s beautiful buttocks, using this as a signal to urge her on.

　　My mother was already blushing like a peach blossom, her beautiful eyes completely unable to meet my gaze, her pink lips responding softly: “Mmm…you little rascal…so naughty…you just…just want to do bad things to Mommy…humph…Mommy…Mommy has been yours for a long time…why are you still asking…you’re so annoying…mmm…remember to be gentle…don’t…be so rough…you’re hurting Mommy…mmm…” Her gorgeous legs in stockings tightened even more, rubbing restlessly, as if expecting my big cock to approach, and once again seeped out strands of jade fluid.

　　Hearing this coy response, I excitedly thrust my large penis into my mother’s arms, then gently pulled her upper body into a comfortable position against the soft silk pillows. My mother obediently leaned her entire body against the pillows, the weight of her body immediately wrinkling the pillows and the quilt beneath her. Her hands, unsure of what to do, lightly grasped her breasts, rising and falling with them. Her silk-stockinged legs remained tightly pressed together until her calves, down to her knees, parted to the sides, like straight compasses reaching towards the quilt and sheets. Her silk-stockinged high-heeled feet, still slick with semen, stood apart seductively on the bed, the 14-centimeter red and black wine-glass-bottomed slender heels pressing deeply into the silk quilt, creating a spiral-shaped wrinkle.

　　Excitedly, I touched my mother’s slightly trembling stocking knees with my rough hands, and then knelt down in front of her beautiful stocking legs with my big cock erect. I touched the stockings and felt the silky smooth thighs that were soaked with my mother’s juices after several orgasms, and then moved up the evenly plump, white and flawless stockings between my mother’s legs.

　　I finally brought my hand close to my mother’s stockinged vulva, and I could almost feel the alluring heat and moisture emanating from that honeyed hole. My rough hand had already gently caressed the beauty between my mother’s bodycon skirt.

　　When my hand touched my mother’s private parts, she visibly trembled violently, her pink lips involuntarily uttering a few alluring moans: “Ah… um…” Her tightly pressed silk-stockinged legs parted slightly at my gentle touch, but her hands gripped each other even tighter with unease and tension. Her stunningly beautiful face was incredibly alluring, a mixture of sorrow and pleasure. I could feel the crotch of her ultra-thin flesh-colored stockings. Just as I was carefully exploring the invisible, moist beauty beneath her skirt, my expression froze, as if I had discovered something. With an excited and ecstatic look, I pulled my hands out from under her skirt, grabbed her stockinged knees amidst her gasp, and roughly spread her silk-stockinged legs apart, greedily and impatiently looking between them.

　　The parted flesh-colored stockings revealed beautiful legs that shimmered with an alluring, translucent luster like rare treasures. The fair, jade-like skin and the ultra-thin stockings complemented each other beautifully.

　　What was most captivating and mesmerizing was the pair of legs between her thighs, where the ultra-thin flesh-colored stockings, already moistened by her mother’s sweet nectar, clung tightly to her exquisitely beautiful, pink and white vulva, like that of a baby or a young girl. The slightly swollen, tender labia were covered by a glistening, thin veil of beads. Yes, her mother wasn’t wearing any underwear; her lower body was only covered by extremely thin, sexy flesh-colored pantyhose. Moreover, the flesh-colored stockings were the kind with an extremely seductive crotch, and the fine seams between the stockings further accentuated the utterly erotic scene.

　　Through the glistening crotch of the stockings, one could closely observe the mother’s vulva. What a rare treasure it was! The two labia minora, each the perfect size, enveloped the pink and moist labia minora. The labia minora were crystal clear and tender, their pink color almost unbelievable for a mature woman who had given birth. They were as delicate and exquisite as those of a virgin. And the clitoris, like the most enchanting pearl in the world, stood like a morning star between the labia minora of the mother’s exquisite vulva, tiny and crystal clear, making one want to caress and lick this rare pearl.

　　I then focused my gaze on the peach blossom jade cave between the pink labia minora. The deep and mysterious jade cave emanated a trace of heat, and under my excited and greedy gaze, a trickle of fluid flowed out. The vaginal fluid was clear and fragrant, like the heavenly nectar from the mountains, making one want to taste that supreme flavor even if it meant disregarding everything.

　　That is the secluded paradise that gave birth to me?

　　How could it be so captivating, alluring, and seductive?

　　How fortunate I am to have been born from such a sacred yet alluring cunt!

　　The skin of her vulva, encased in flesh-colored stockings, was as white and flawless as cream. The vulva beneath those stockings was so delicate, tender, and exquisitely beautiful.

　　I gazed at the vagina that gave birth to me, panting with extreme excitement, my eyes darting back and forth between my mother’s stunning beauty and her tender vulva. This made my mother feel unbearably hot all over, and her hands were so embarrassed that they were sweating.

　　I excitedly teased my mother, “Mom is the best! I can never get tired of fucking your cunt!”

　　At this moment, Mom’s face was flushed, and her fair neck and shoulders were also flushed red, as exquisite and translucent as the most precious mutton fat jade, pink and white.

　　Her alluring eyes shyly looked away, not daring to look at me or her own long, silk-stockinged legs spread wide open. But the trembling of her body could not hide the excitement in her heart. She responded to me in a soft voice, “Hmm… naughty son… then why don’t you come… bully your mother… what are you waiting for… you’re so annoying…” After saying that, she shyly covered her beautiful face with her hands placed on her chest, her shoulders trembling.

　　I was almost driven mad by the extremely alluring sight of my mother in stockings. I could no longer resist. I knelt and took a few steps forward, quickly stopping between my mother’s beautiful legs in stockings. Amidst my mother’s gasp, I grabbed her slender waist, which was barely a hand’s breadth away. Then, I placed the large, red glans of my huge penis between my mother’s clitoris and labia majora, and gently rubbed it against her vulva, letting the glans and urethral opening enjoy the smooth touch of the stockings and clitoris.

　　When I pressed the head of my penis against her labia, my mother shuddered violently, her beautiful eyes widening as she involuntarily cried out, “Ah… um… um…” But she bit her pink lips to suppress the extreme pleasure, her voice soft and coquettish as she pleaded, “Um… ah… no… ah… you little… bad boy… ah… no… don’t… push… ah… no… don’t rub… stockings… ah… you… um… um… you little… bad… um… boy… ah, stop… don’t rub there… ah…”

　　I gripped the shaft of my large penis, rubbing the glans up and down against her pink labia covered by thin stockings, letting the urethral opening feel the silky smoothness of the stockings and labia. I would also occasionally gently poke the glans into the stocking-covered opening that was constantly overflowing with clear fluid. Now, my mother’s vagina was separated from mine by only a thin layer of flesh-colored stockings, just like a hymen, slightly hindering my large penis from invading that sacred place.

　　I tilted my chin up in ecstasy, still teasing my mother: “Ah… hiss… Mom’s stockings and honey pot are so beautiful, just rubbing against them is enough to make me cum… so tender and comfortable… I want to put my penis into your honey pot, Mom, do you want me to fuck you? Do you want your own son’s big cock to fuck your stockings and cunt? Ah… um?” After saying that, I rubbed my penis harder against her stockings and labia, pressing the labia minora under the stockings slightly outward, extremely tempting.

　　My mother was now delirious from the friction of my large penis against her beautiful vulva. Her silk-stockinged legs were trembling uncontrollably, and unconsciously, they spread wider to meet the friction of my large penis. She moaned repeatedly, “Mmm… ah… no… don’t… ah… mmm… don’t… you little… bad boy… mmm… you little devil… mmm… good son… don’t… don’t… rub anymore… Mom… it’s so itchy… Mom… wants… mmm… ah… wants… her son’s… ah… big penis… to… mmm… to go in… ah… don’t… bully… Mom… anymore… you little… bad boy… mmm… ah…”

　　After she finished speaking, my mother looked at me with a sorrowful and shy expression. Her stunningly beautiful face, with its delicate eyebrows, white teeth, and national beauty, was alluring to me. Her bright, clear eyes, adorned with seductive eye makeup, conveyed her inner desires with a pleading and shy look. Her alluring little mouth, painted with glossy pink lip gloss, let out soft moans, and her pink tongue licked her pearly teeth, seducing me with the utmost charm.

　　Under the seduction of such a stunningly beautiful and alluring mother, how could I possibly resist? With my strong hands, I roughly tore open the crotch of my mother’s ultra-thin stockings with a “rip,” exposing her already incredibly wet treasure to the air. My mother’s fleshy hole was already overflowing with fluids, emitting an extremely tempting and uniquely erotic fragrance.

　　My actions of tearing the stockings caused my mother to tremble violently, and she cried out in a soft voice, “Ah… um… no… don’t…” Her hands, which were clasped in front of her chest, parted and braced themselves on either side of the bed in her excitement, and her palms nervously crumpled the silk sheets.

　　I held my large penis firmly against my mother’s vulva, but my hands did something else first. I grabbed my mother’s long, delicate, silk-stockinged legs and, amidst her moans, spread them apart and lifted them above her head. Her legs were straight, long, and translucent, and her 14-centimeter red peep-toe heels, soaked with semen, struggled slightly and restlessly. This extremely lewd position exposed my mother’s vulva completely to both of our vision, allowing her to clearly see my huge penis pressing against her vagina. It also made her silk-stockinged legs appear even longer and more exquisite, like two delicate jade pillars under the light.

　　Looking at my own mother, her beautiful legs in stockings spread wide and her eyes filled with shy charm and tender affection, I no longer hesitated. I began to exert a little force with my waist, and slowly pushed open her incredibly tender labia with my large, red glans. My glans slowly but firmly pushed into my mother’s wet vagina, which was already experiencing multiple orgasms. Ah!

　　My huge cock had already begun to enter my mother’s vagina. The glans, wet with her juices, was only halfway in when my mother’s moans and cries of pain rang out: “Ah…no…don’t…you little rascal…slower…um…too…your…is too big…ah…it hurts…it hurts so much…oh…no…don’t…um…too…big…um…be gentle…”

　　The mother lowered her head shyly, looking at the place where her biological son’s huge penis was joined with her honey hole. The enormous purplish-red glans was slowly being swallowed by her beautiful hole. Although there was a slight pain, all kinds of ecstatic pleasure surged up.

　　The muscles in her lower abdomen involuntarily sucked in her son’s thick glans, slowly drawing it all into her tight vagina.

　　With a thrust of my hips, I slowly pushed my glistening, purplish-red glans in, and finally, the entire glans was inserted into the tight vagina of the stunningly sexy mother. I immediately felt my glans enter a warm, soft, and wonderful world. The folds of muscles inside the vagina kept contracting and rubbing against my glans, massaging the sensitive glans from all angles, making me almost ejaculate on the spot.