Chapter 135

After a while, I lay limp on my mother’s body like a dead snake, collapsing powerlessly onto her.

The mother gazed dazedly at her own son, who had enjoyed her vagina and found release and satisfaction in her body. He had become quiet and no longer agitated. She no longer thought about it too much. She had experienced this too many times. Her own son’s rape had become a simple and commonplace thing to her.

After her son, whose penis was still deeply inserted into her vagina, lay on top of her for a while, the mother pushed him away,…