Chapter 123

I don’t know how much time passed before I finally ejaculated. Still somewhat dazed from the pleasure, I was still tightly holding onto my mother’s waist, my crotch pressed firmly against her plump, black-stockinged buttocks.

As the mother felt waves of warmth and fullness in her lower abdomen, she stroked her slightly protruding belly and felt the unusual contractions within her body, her heart overflowing with happiness.

Although my mother was drugged and raped by me before, and only submitted after being “trained,” she experienced a wonderful sexual pleasure that many women could never get. Moreover, compared to my father,…