Chapter 129

It was late at night. Dad was fast asleep on the wooden bed in the room, while Mom was being kissed passionately by her own son.

I reached my right hand between my mother’s legs and moved it up and down. Accompanied by the sound of flowing water, my mother’s legs would sometimes squeeze together and bend, and sometimes straighten up.

Under the moonlight, a pair of straight legs cast shadows on the white wall, swaying back and forth gracefully like a ballerina.

”Um……”

With a low groan, the legs suddenly straightened, trembling and hanging motionless in mid-air, before finally…