Chapter 50

Seeing that my mother wouldn’t listen, I turned her over so she was lying face down, twisted her hands behind her back, crossed her wrists and tied them tightly together, binding her forearms as well. This way, my mother couldn’t separate her hands, and she couldn’t move her arms either.

Then I tightly brought my mother’s legs together, and quickly tied her beautiful legs, which were covered in black stockings. Her ankles, knees, and thighs were all tightly bound, and my mother’s legs could not be separated even slightly. Due to the position, my mother’s lower body was raised and completely exposed, revealing her lewd vulva.

My mother, powerless to resist, looked at me with tears streaming down her face and a sorrowful expression.

“What are you looking at! You slutty mother! Your son hasn’t had enough fun yet!” I cut two pieces of white medical tape, just the right size, and stuck them on my mother’s tearful eyes. This would ensure that my mother couldn’t open her eyes. Then I covered my mother’s eyes with a black blindfold.

The mother twisted and turned in resistance, cursing, “You beast…you animal…waaaah…”

I crumpled up the torn pantyhose, pried open my mother’s mouth, and stuffed it inside. The pantyhose filled my mother’s mouth completely. Then I put a gag on my mother, so her mouth was stuffed full and it was impossible for her to make a loud noise.

Because of the stockings and gag, Mom’s mouth was forced open, revealing her tender, pink lips, even without lipstick, which were indescribably sexy. I couldn’t resist pressing my lips to hers and giving them a light kiss.

“Waaah…waaah…” Mom shook her head angrily.

Then I plugged my mother’s ears with SM earplugs. At this point, I couldn’t see her face, hear her voice, or make any noise.

Looking at my mother who was properly restrained, I was very satisfied. I picked up my phone and started taking pictures of her from all angles.

Every inch of my mother’s skin was photographed: her full, large breasts, flat stomach, plump thighs, round, full buttocks, and her slightly open vulva—all were clearly presented before me.

I turned my mother over again, and her chest, lying on her back, became even more prominent, rising and falling with her calm breathing. It almost made my mouth water.

I brought out another pair of black high heels, with silver metallic stilettos that were at least 10 centimeters high. I placed the high heels under my mother’s swollen vulva, and then used a pick to dig into her vulva, letting the semen I dug out flow into the high heels.

Then I grabbed my mother’s soft, boneless, fleshy foot that was exposed outside, and put the high heel, which was filled with semen, on her foot, which was covered by black stockings. The high heel had a thin leather strap that could be fastened to the ankle, so that my mother could not kick off the high heel after putting it on.

The mother was extremely ashamed, especially the discomfort in her feet and the sticky feeling of the semen, which made her feel extremely embarrassed. However, she was already in a lewd position and could not move. She blushed and wanted to shout angrily, but her mouth was stuffed with stockings, so she could only make muffled sounds. Moreover, with earplugs in her ears, she could not even hear her own cries for help.

I took the aphrodisiac cream and started applying it to all of my mother’s sensitive areas, especially her breasts and vulva, where I applied a lot.

The mother struggled and whimpered, but it was no use. Her bound body couldn’t move at all, and she could only make low moans like “woo!—woo!” because her mouth was gagged.

I lay on the bed, holding my mother in my arms, one hand around her shoulder, the other hand wandering over her body, first touching her shoulder, then her lower abdomen, then her thighs, touching her all over, becoming more and more excited. The friction between my hands and my beautiful mother’s body, encased in stockings, gave me a special pleasure, making me feel lightheaded, as if I were in a dream.

As I touched it, my mind started wandering. “Mom is such a famous policewoman with such a great figure. She looks even sexier in these black bodysuit stockings. They feel so smooth and amazing to touch!”

(Damn it, don’t touch Mom like that! Why? Why do I feel pleasure when my own son violates me like this?)

“Waaaaah…waaaaah…waaaah…” The mother felt an indescribable shame and humiliation as her own son groped her body. Not only did her body itch from the caresses, but the aphrodisiac also caused her body to have a physiological reaction.

Hearing my mother’s moans, I became even more aroused. I moved closer to her head, which was covered by a hood, and listened carefully to the moans she made as she was being violated while restrained. They sounded more like the moans of a woman in heat.

Suddenly, Mom felt a sharp pain in her nipple. I was pinching and playing with her nipple. I had long coveted Mom’s full breasts. Usually, when I peeked at Mom taking a bath, I could only admire her white and tender breasts from afar. But now it was different. I could play with Mom’s breasts at will.

Feeling her nipples being pinched and played with, she immediately felt pleasure flowing through her whole body, and the mother cursed inwardly.

(This despicable beast, how could he pinch his own mother’s nipples like that? No, no! It hurts so much! My nipples must be swollen. It’s so painful. Why did he pinch my nipples? How awful…)

The mother cursed her own son for molesting her in her heart. Her nipples were being pinched and manipulated, which made her body twist more violently. However, the mother could not see anything. No matter how she struggled, she could not escape from her son’s arms. Her nipples were always being pinched in my hand.

After pinching my nipples enough, I kept rubbing my mother’s full breasts. Then, I grinned and bent down, opened my mouth wide and took one of my mother’s breasts into my mouth, while playing with the other one with my other hand. My mother kept whimpering.

He struggled to twist his body, but it was all in vain.

I played with my mother’s breasts for a long time, until she didn’t even have the strength to moan anymore. My hands were tired from kneading, and my mouth was numb from sucking. Only then did I stop. My mother thought she could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but I was still going strong. My hands touched my mother’s private parts.

The legs, encased in black pantyhose, were tightly bound together, yet the open-crotch stockings offered no protection for the exposed genitals.

The mother was horrified to feel her biological son’s fingers touching her crotch repeatedly, pressing against her genitals. She felt her son’s desire again.

(No! Don’t touch Mom’s private parts!)

The mother cried out urgently in her heart, but could only utter soft sobs!

As my mother’s lower body writhed, I touched her alluring private parts with my fingers. These were my mother’s private parts. My mature and beautiful mother’s genitals were already red and swollen from my previous intercourse. I pressed my fingers tightly a few times, which made my mother’s body writhe so violently. My biological mother’s genitals were truly a crazy area. My big cock instantly got hard.

As she twisted, my mother’s legs, specifically her thighs, tightly clamped my hand. But no matter how hard she squeezed, my hand could still slowly slide, giving my mother’s thighs, encased in black stockings, a ticklish, stimulating sensation from the friction.

The mother was going crazy. She couldn’t see or hear anything and was forced to experience the pleasure of her own son playing with her private parts.

(Stop! Don’t insert it! It’s already swollen…it’ll break…)

My mother was crying out in her heart, and I had already inserted my fingers into her vagina!

At this moment, my mother twisted even more violently, her thighs tightly clamping my hand. She struggled and writhed violently, rubbing her clamped hand back and forth, which aroused my sexual pleasure. Sure enough, no matter how pitiful her cries were, as long as there was something inside her vagina, my beautiful mother would immediately become aroused!

No matter how much the mother twisted and struggled, she could not escape the humiliation inflicted on her by her own son with his fingers. Her mature and sexy body, tightly wrapped in black bodysuit stockings, exuded a lewd luster, adding to her irresistible allure.

I simply lay on top of my mother, pressing my body against her sexy flesh while inhaling her mature scent, and continued to pry and tease her with my fingers, humiliating and playing with her inside her vagina.

I couldn’t see my mother’s pretty face hidden behind the hood, but based on the humiliation films I’d seen, I could imagine her alluring, shy expression at that moment. She must have looked absolutely stunning!

I lewdly said, “Although it’s a huge humiliation for a mother to have her genitals played with so wantonly by her own son, her body clearly feels the pleasure of sex. Forced to enjoy sexual pleasure amidst humiliation, although it’s shameful, it’s also incredibly joyful. Mother, that’s how you feel right now, isn’t it! Your son is going to humiliate you properly, make you happy, and make you feel like you’re in heaven!”

I let out a heavy breathing sound and increased the pressure of my fingers.

The words I just silently recited were learned from those humiliation videos.

The Japanese humiliation film I treasured was the one in which my son disciplined his beautiful mother. It had Chinese subtitles, and I had memorized the text. Today, as I played with my mother’s body, I said it out loud, and I was even more excited.

The mother could only humiliatingly allow her own son to violate her genitals. With her body pressed down by her son, the mother felt in fear that her own son’s penis was pressed tightly against her thighs covered by stockings, erect and stiff, the glans constantly rubbing against the tender flesh of her thighs. At this moment, she also felt aroused.

I can’t wait to insert my big cock right now.

Because at this moment, Mom’s vagina was already overflowing with fluids, and after being teased a few times by her own fingers, her juices began to flow uncontrollably.

At this moment, the stockings around the crotch and upper thighs were soaked with vaginal fluid.

“Mom’s genitals are so full! I just touched them and so much juice came out. So horny!”

I pulled my finger out, brought it close to my nose and smelled it. The unique, pungent smell of my mother’s vaginal fluid filled the air, arousing my primal sexual urges. I knelt down and began to gently kiss my mother’s vulva. I stuck out my tongue and kept licking my mother’s tender flesh, teasing her clitoris, and even inserted two fingers into my mother’s vagina to probe and dig.

My mother was panting heavily, moaning softly. Gradually, her breathing became heavier, and her eyes began to glaze over.

I desperately want to thrust my big cock into my mother’s wet and slippery vagina right now, but I want to play with my mother like in Japanese humiliation films!

My mother felt a tightness around her neck. I put a black restraint collar on her, with a thin iron chain on the back, which was tied to the top beam. After the chain was tightened, my mother was forced to stand up straight. If she bent over even slightly, she would feel the collar choking her and experience suffocating pain!

(That beastly son of a man actually put a collar on his own mother… That’s outrageous! What is he trying to do now?! He’s hung me up like this… It hurts so much! Put me down, put me down!)

My mother cried out in her heart, but what came out of her mouth were only soft moans, so faint they sounded more like groans. Hearing my mother’s moans, I felt no pity, only a sadistic pleasure.

If you then play with your mother’s genitals with your fingers, all she can do is moan softly and wriggle her slender waist and stockinged legs slightly in pain. Forced to stand upright, she has no way to dodge!

I set up my DV camera, pointed the lens at my mother, and filmed her body, which was covered in black bodysuit stockings, as she was forced to stand up while being tied up. I filmed her beautiful body inch by inch.

Of course, Mom couldn’t see anything. With her mouth tightly gagged, she could only make soft whimpering sounds. Her entire body was covered in black bodysuits, and her beautiful body radiated an alluring, secret glow under the black bodysuits. She wore black high heels, and the tightly bound Mom could only stand upright. She couldn’t run away, nor could she bend down. She could only record her constantly writhing body on the DV without missing a single detail.

I was burning with lust while watching, and after fixing the DV on a tripod, I couldn’t wait to start caressing my mother’s silk-stockinged body!

My mother, forced to stand upright, was wearing 10-centimeter high heels. Her legs naturally had to be straight. Her elastic, beautiful legs were tightly bound together, extremely sexy under the stockings. To me, my mother’s legs after being restrained were the most beautiful.

My hands roamed over my mother’s body, stimulating her so much that her delicate body twisted and struggled. Being wantonly played with by her own son, she could only let out soft moans and whimpers from her tightly sealed mouth.

(You beast, stop touching me! My body is bound like this, I can’t even stand up, and you’re still torturing me like this. I can’t take it anymore, my legs are going numb, it hurts so much!)

The mother was already drenched in sweat from the distress. Underneath her black bodysuit, her body was being caressed by her own son’s hands. The complex friction made her body feel itchy and numb, and she even felt aroused, with heat rising from within her.

Although she couldn’t see herself, her mother knew that under the restrictive headgear, her face must be burning hot, and she must be blushing!

(It hurts, it hurts so much! This beastly son, why does he keep pinching my nipples? It’s awful, I’m being raped… but… I’m feeling it… my nipples are slowly hardening… This is terrible, so shameful!)

I grabbed one of my mother’s breasts, which were exposed through her bodysuit stockings, and kneaded them incessantly. The stimulation of her breasts made my mother want to moan. Although she felt ashamed, the moment her son pinched her nipples, the mature mother’s body couldn’t help but tremble violently. The pain from the pinching felt like an electric shock, and the pleasure that surged through her body made her let out a soft moan.

Seeing my mother’s nipples harden under my manipulation, I couldn’t help but laugh. My mature mother’s nipples had indeed become more sensitive after my training. When I pinched them, my mother actually groaned loudly. Although her mouth was stuffed with flesh-colored pantyhose and tightly sealed with a gag, the obviously louder groan still made me clearly feel my mother’s shame and pleasure as she was being overwhelmed by pleasure.

My mother’s nipples became engorged and swollen after I pinched them a few times, and their color changed from pink to dark red. Her breasts were swollen and painful from being pinched, and she groaned softly. Under the torment of her own son, her body’s sexual desire became stronger and stronger.

(No, please stop pinching Mommy’s breasts, especially the nipples. They’re swollen and so painful… Honestly, why am I being humiliated like this by my own son? What’s wrong with my body? Why is it so sensitive and reacting? How awful!)

The mother hesitated, but couldn’t stop her son from playing with her breasts. The throbbing pain ignited her lust. She refused to acknowledge her own body and, under her son’s defilement, became increasingly wanton, her lower body uncontrollably becoming wet.

With one hand I played with my mother’s breasts, and with the other hand I played with her genitals. My mother was forced to stand there awkwardly, and I could once again get close to my mother’s shameful private parts.

My mother’s genitals were exposed through the crotchless black pantyhose, which made her appear even whiter and more delicate against the black stockings. Her pubic hair, stained with semen and vaginal fluid, was tangled in clumps, radiating a seductive and lewd sheen. Her labia were swollen and red from my previous rape, yet they stubbornly tried to close. Drops of my semen, mixed with vaginal fluid and traces of blood, leaked from her vaginal opening.

The lewd scene made my eyes widen. I gently stroked my mother’s genitals. The moment I touched her labia, the sudden stimulation made the bound mature mother unable to resist, and her body trembled violently. When I touched her clitoris again, my mother couldn’t help but instinctively jump. This action startled me.

I never expected that touching a mature woman’s genitals would elicit such a strong reaction from her!

My mother’s reaction, on the contrary, brought me even greater joy.

Seeing my mother’s bound body, standing and twisting in black stockings and black high heels, her buttocks swaying even more violently, I kneaded her vulva even harder.

My mother tried to keep her legs tightly together, trying to close her labia majora tightly to resist my violation. At this moment, I pinched her labia majora with both hands, causing her to moan softly. Then I opened them apart, and my mature mother’s swollen labia majora, which had turned from pink to deep red from my penetration, were proof of the multiple times I had brutally raped her. My pulled-open vulva was like an open mouth, with her pink labia minora clearly visible, and above her labia majora, a pink clitoris was already protruding.

The luscious clitoris was exceptionally sensitive to my touch, causing my mother’s lower body to feel both numb and tingly. Waves of electric-like stimulation forced my mature mother’s body, ravaged by aphrodisiacs, to enjoy even more impulsive pleasure.

Even though she was being humiliated and restrained, the mother still felt a physical urge, which made the thirsty mature mother even more aroused. Her moans contained the words “going into heat,” and her body slowly began to twist with sexual desire.

The mature mother’s body became increasingly sensitive under restraint. When I touched her labia and pinched her clitoris, her vaginal fluids began to gush out uncontrollably!

“Mommy’s wet again! I’ve been fucking her cunt for so long, and it’s still gushing out wetness. No wonder it’s called the cunt of a slut! It’s so wet. Tsk, after fucking her so many times, Mommy’s cunt is still so tight. My finger is so tightly wrapped when I put it in!” I inserted my finger into Mommy’s vulva and scraped it back and forth inside her vagina.

(No…that’s not how it is…you’re talking nonsense…waaaah…)

The mother groaned in fear, screaming in her heart. She felt her own son insert his fingers into her vagina, shamelessly playing with her genitals. She was forced to stand, experiencing the invasion of her genitals by her son in a humiliating and restrained manner. Shame, fear, and uncontrollable pleasure overwhelmed her. She felt utterly ashamed.

Then I squatted down between my mother’s legs, and loosened the ropes a bit, forcing my mother to straddle my face.

This position made my mother very uncomfortable; I could see that her buttocks kept trying to escape from my face.

But because I am quite tall, I can reach my mother’s vulva by simply tilting my head back and sticking out my tongue.

Then I continued to lick my mother’s two plump labia with the tip of my tongue. When my mother’s legs got tired and she lowered down, I took her vaginal muscles into my mouth.

Finally, my mother was sore and weak from my licking that her legs couldn’t support her anymore, so she had no choice but to put her vulva in my mouth and let me play with it.

Seeing that my mother was already panting and her face was flushed, but she was clenching her teeth and not making a sound, I hardened my heart and started to use the method from foreign porn movies, biting my mother’s plump labia with my teeth and shaking my mother’s beautiful buttocks violently with both hands.

At this point, Mom couldn’t take it anymore. She started moaning wildly, twisting her waist in sync with my tongue, and using her fingers to spread her labia minora open.

My mother’s vaginal fluids flowed out like a flood, wave after wave, eventually covering my face.

More and more vaginal fluid overflowed, flowing down my mother’s inner thighs and staining her black pantyhose. Glistening thin lines gushed from my mother’s vulva, some flowing onto my face, while others soaked my mother’s pantyhose and flowed down her tightly pressed thighs to the ground.

I couldn’t resist using a DV camera to film my mother’s genitals, capturing the shameless scene of her vaginal fluids flowing downwards.

“Mom’s genitals are so lewd! There’s so much vaginal fluid, it’s gushing out like pee, I have to take a picture of it to keep as a souvenir!” I said, taking pictures while also unable to resist teasing my mom.

Suddenly, Mom felt her neck loosen; she felt the chain around her neck come off. Although she was burning with desire and her juices were still flowing, she immediately realized something was wrong. Her own son wouldn’t let her go; next… she was about to be raped by him again…

Although she had been raped several times, the mother still couldn’t help but struggle.

But with her hands and feet still bound, how could she escape? Her body was tightly bound, and her mother groaned softly. Her beautiful, mature body moved around like a writhing worm, and her body, encased in black pantyhose, rubbed against my naked body, arousing her son’s excitement.

“Mom must have been unable to resist and was aroused to want to have sex. She’s wriggling so much, she’s about to satisfy you!” I said to myself with a smile, and couldn’t help but slap Mom’s exposed buttocks twice.

The mother could do nothing but endure the humiliation inflicted by her unseen son, her legs bound together and twisting violently.

I put my mother back on the bed where I had raped her countless times, and watched her writhe and struggle.

I got onto the bed and sat on my mother’s lower abdomen, preventing her from struggling, and then untied the restraints on her legs.

Feeling her legs being untied, the mother felt no joy. She felt herself being placed on the bed, and now her own son was going to untie her legs, which meant her legs would be spread apart, and then… once her legs were spread apart, she would be raped by her own son again… and filled with incestuous semen!

However, all the struggle was in vain.

Her beautiful legs were encased in black pantyhose, and she was still wearing her favorite black high heels. My mother’s free legs did not bring freedom to her body. I had already placed my body between my mother’s legs. When my mother tried to close her legs, she clamped her son’s waist, her hips open, and her vulva was covered with vaginal fluid, which was displayed in front of her son.

“Every time I use my fingers to penetrate Mommy’s vagina, does Mommy feel happy? Look how happily Mommy’s body twists and turns!” I continued to play with Mommy’s vulva with my fingers.

The mother could only writhe as her own son played with her, moaning softly. Her upper body twisted and turned on her bed, her breasts peeking out from her bodysuit like two plump little white rabbits jumping around. Her legs instinctively clamped around her son’s waist, struggling helplessly, kicking and stomping in the darkness, constantly rubbing against his waist.

I stared at my mother, who was dressed in clothes that were tightly bound.

My mother has always been noble and dignified, and she has always been full of tender maternal love for me.

But today, I put on black pantyhose, still revealing her breasts and crotchless crotch, and black high heels with metallic stilettos that were incredibly sexy. At this moment, all that remained about my mother was lust.

After the leather straps binding her legs were removed, my mother was still lying on the bed with her hands tied behind her back. Her mouth was stuffed with flesh-colored pantyhose and a gag. In addition, there was a black blindfold and a leather hood, and earplugs to cover her ears. My mature mother, who could neither see nor hear and could not struggle, just lay there, while I was kneeling between her legs.

After my fingers had made my mother’s vulva leak a lot of vaginal fluid, making her vagina smooth enough, I decided to insert my hard cock into her honey hole again!

When the fingers left her mother’s vulva, she realized that the shameful moment was about to arrive. She struggled desperately, but all she could see was darkness and there was no sound around her. It was as if time and space had stopped. The half minute felt like half a century. Then she felt something warm.

With her hearing and sight restricted, the mature mother’s sense of touch became even more sensitive. When this fleshy thing with body heat pressed against her genitals, the mother immediately understood what it was.

This is my own son’s huge penis!

Her vagina was about to be forcibly penetrated again by her own son’s big cock.

I let my mother struggle beneath me, her beautiful legs in black stockings constantly rubbing against my body. I could only feel immense pleasure. I simply grabbed my mother’s legs and held her tightly, so that no matter how much she struggled, she couldn’t escape!

The big cock was inserted into Mom’s body. No matter how much Mom struggled, the big cock still pierced into Mom’s most shameful organ again. The burning sensation made Mom’s body burn!

The moment my big cock returned to my mother’s vulva, I held her beautiful legs and felt incredibly proud and exhilarated. The bodies of mother and son pressed tightly together, becoming one again. My mother’s vulva was already wet enough with her juices to make it slippery, and my big cock began to thrust in and out with great pleasure.

(She was raped by her own son again!)

The mother groaned softly, her body writhing beneath the black pantyhose, but all her struggles were in vain. She twisted and turned, unable to stop her son’s large penis from penetrating her vagina. The mother could only accept this incestuous sexual torment with shame and remorse.

As her lower body was constantly being pounded by her own son, the mother’s vaginal fluids gushed out uncontrollably, overflowing during the thrusting process, mingling with the pounding of her son’s large penis, creating a series of bubbling sounds.

My mother couldn’t hear me, but I could hear it. My penis grew even harder. Having sex with my own mother was so pleasurable. Ruthlessly ravaging the organ that gave me birth was not only pleasurable, but also incredibly stimulating!

Incest is a taboo word in social morality, but for sex, it is a source of real pleasure and excitement!

How lucky I am to be able to enjoy my mother’s body.

While I was rubbing my mother’s beautiful legs in black stockings as she lay on the bed, I was thrusting violently. Hearing my mother’s moans, I roared with pleasure and worked hard with my piston-like thrusts. With each impact, my mother’s body swayed up and down.

My mother’s mature body is truly voluptuous with large breasts and a round, smooth bottom. When her soft, beautiful flesh is pressed against me, I can feel the unique elasticity of her pink buttocks.

As I continued to thrust, I felt like I had inexhaustible strength. The intense pleasure made me forget my fatigue. You know, I had already exhausted my mother for a whole night of licking, yet I didn’t feel tired at all. It was all thanks to the pleasure of sexual desire that I wantonly violated my mother, and I was getting more and more forceful.

The mother felt her biological son ravaging her genitals even more forcefully and violently.

Such cruel piston-like movements caused the mother excruciating pain. The mature mother, raped by her own son, not only experienced humiliation and pain but also sexual pleasure. However, the mother, whose delicate body was trembling from being fucked, no longer had the strength to resist.

I released my mother’s black-stockinged legs 20 minutes later. By then, my mother was completely dazed, lying limply on the ground, her toes touching her small, fleshy feet, her jade buttocks trembling slightly, a trickle of fluid flowing from her private area, her breasts pressed into a round shape by her full weight, one cheek touching the ground, her long, delicate tongue sticking out of her mouth, foam flowing from the corner of her lips, and her alluring eyes had long since turned pure white.

I unfastened my mother’s black high heels, revealing her two alluring feet. This wasn’t the end; it was time to change positions and continue the intercourse.

My mother felt like her body was about to be crushed. It turned out that I had pressed her legs upwards, folding her constricted body up.

She put her legs on my shoulders, and I grabbed her ankles, taking the opportunity to twist her feet in front of me.

My mother was still lying in bed, but her feet were raised and pressed against my face. The sole of her right foot was against my left cheek, while her left foot was held in front of me. I could smell the fragrance of my mother’s black silk-stockinged feet. The scent of a mature mother’s feet mixed with the smell of nylon stockings and leather high heels created a complex body fragrance that made my heart race.

I felt it wasn’t exciting enough, so I started to spread my mother’s beautiful legs in stockings, making her legs, which were originally in an M shape, spread even wider. My mother’s thighs were spread wider and wider, and her two delicate labia were forced to spread even wider, making her entire thighs look like a protruding, bright flower.

With her legs spread so wide, Mom felt extremely humiliated. At this moment, Mom’s legs had formed a V shape, and her entire vaginal opening was slightly open due to the pulling of her labia. I held my big penis, aimed the glans at Mom’s vagina, and inserted it into Mom’s open vagina again.

“Waaaaah… Waaaaah… Ugh…” The mother once again felt the painful penetration of her own son’s large penis.

The mother’s pretty face was not visible under the black hood. At this moment, her pretty face was contorted with pain and humiliation. After a long groan, the mother continued to endure the humiliation of her son’s big penis. This position was even more humiliating and painful. Not only was her vagina being ravaged like a disaster, but her body was also folded so that it was almost broken.

But no matter how much my mother moaned and groaned in pain, I couldn’t see her suffering. All I knew was that she looked beautiful and sexy when she was being sexually assaulted like that, and her cries after being gagged were also captivating. Her genitals were an incredibly stimulating gift!

The mother’s right foot was pressed tightly against her biological son’s face, while her left foot was held by her biological son, who was letting this humiliating son smell it at will.

The mother could feel the warm breath from her nose flowing onto her right foot, which was covered by black stockings, and a ticklish sensation came from the sole of her foot.

(This perverted beast, why is he so interested in his own mother’s feet? Why, why does he have to humiliate his own mother like this…)

My mother had seen reports about foot fetishes online, and she had also encountered lewd men who stared at her beautiful legs in stockings. At such times, my mother would reveal her identity as a policewoman and teach the man a lesson.

My mother always thought that being obsessed with stockings and beautiful legs was a distorted emotion, that fetishism was disgusting, and that people should be arrested.

But today, the mother was bound and gagged by her own son, who has a foot fetish, and he began to wantonly play with her silk-stockinged feet.

(Was it because her own son wanted to satisfy her perverted fetish that she was forced to wear a full-body pantyhose while she was unconscious? Being humiliated by her own son while wearing pantyhose is just too shameful!)

The mother’s mind was in complete chaos. Amidst her wild thoughts, all sorts of nonsensical ideas and thoughts popped into her head, but her crisis did not ease at all. Her own son was playing with her feet.

Her right foot was grabbed and rubbed back and forth on her biological son’s face, while her left foot was licked by her biological son’s tongue.

(You beast, no! It’s so itchy, I’m going to die! Don’t lick Mommy’s feet…)

The mother wanted to shout it out loud, but with her mouth gagged, she could only let out muffled moans.

Her own son started licking the soles of her feet, and the excruciating ticklishness drove her crazy. The mother struggled desperately, twisting her body and trying to break free with her legs.

This startled me. I played with my mother’s feet, which actually made her go crazy. She almost fell down, so I quickly pressed her body down.

“You dare to resist, you slutty mom!” I played with her even more fiercely.

(No…don’t do this to Mom…please…)

Positioned in such a shameful posture by her crazed son, her little feet being played with in his hands, the mother had completely lost the strength to resist.

I continued my filthy actions, holding one of my mother’s jade feet in my hands, putting her tender white toes into my mouth, and sucking on them one by one, not even sparing the toenails and the spaces between them.

For me, doing this is simply to completely possess every inch of my mother’s skin, every part of her body.

My mother, in excruciating pain, just wanted to pull her foot out of my grasp. I held her ankle tighter and sucked on it even more vigorously, making “tsk tsk” sounds.

I savored the beautiful, lotus-like feet of my mother before me, not missing a single line on the sole. As if afraid of neglecting the other foot, I moved back and forth between my mother’s feet, licking and sucking them with fervor, while my hands also began to knead them in unison.

As time passed, even though she felt only shame and resentment, her sensitive little feet and tender vulva were endlessly played with and stimulated by her own son, and she still couldn’t help but feel pleasure. Her body went limp from my ravaging, especially her lower body, which was being violated by my penis, which uncontrollably secreted sticky love fluid. Her delicate clitoris was also stimulated and poked out, waiting for my final attack.

I stood up, removed the gag from my mother’s mouth, and looked at her triumphantly. At this moment, my mother’s hands were hoisted high up, and almost her entire delicate body was suspended in mid-air, with only the toes of her feet barely touching the ground.

Her pretty face was partially obscured by her slightly disheveled hair. Her police uniform was still dignified and proper, but her shoes had come off, and there was a clear tear in the hem of her police skirt. Her snow-white thigh, clad only in semi-transparent stockings, was almost completely exposed, creating a provocative atmosphere reminiscent of “uniform fetish.”

The mother looked coldly at the son who had raped her.

“Mom, please give in to me and be my beastly wife, okay?”

With a sinister grin, I reached out and lifted my mother’s chin, forcing her to turn her head and look at me. Admiring her face up close, I was struck by how breathtakingly beautiful she was.

“It’s rare to see a woman with such elegance as you, Mom! You truly live up to your seemingly aloof policewoman persona. It took me so long to uncover your lewd nature, Mom~”

My mother had already decided to ignore me, but these two sentences hurt her professional pride, and she couldn’t help but yell, “Shut your stinking mouth!”

I didn’t take it seriously and let out a strange, clattering laugh.

“It’s alright, Mom, just keep up this aloofness. That’s what makes it more fun for me to tame you! The true pleasure of SM can only be fully realized in a woman like you. The shame of being stripped naked, the trembling under the ropes, the immense pain of being violated—all these exciting sensations can only be fully expressed by a chaste and noble goddess like you.”

“Pervert!” the mother shouted angrily, a hint of panic flashing across her face.

“Yes, I’m a pervert, and you, Mom, are the prey every pervert dreams of…” My voice grew increasingly frenzied. “Let your son train you into the most beautiful she-beast!”

“You beast!” The mother bit her lip tightly, her eyes, as clear as autumn water, gleaming with tears of despair.

“Then, the training begins.” I reached out and gently kneaded my mother’s breast, feeling her smooth and delicate skin. I greedily inhaled the faint fragrance emanating from her body. With a little force, my ten fingers finally sank deep inside. My mother’s whole body trembled violently, and her eyes revealed a look of humiliation and indignation. She was so disgusted that goosebumps appeared on her skin.

“How about it? A dignified policewoman having her breasts played with by her own son, doesn’t it feel shameful but also exciting? Hahaha~” I mocked in a strange voice.

“I just feel nauseous… utterly disgusting!” Mom said through gritted teeth.

“It’s okay, you’ll get used to it quickly!”

I whistled lightly, dipped my index finger in saliva, and pressed it onto my mother’s full and firm breast. Centering on the nipple, I gently stroked along the very faint areola with my fingertip, skillfully drawing spiral circles, but never directly touching that cute little cherry.

“Mmm—!” A ticklish sensation, like ants crawling over her, came over her. Her delicate body trembled, her breathing became more rapid, and she couldn’t help but let out a soft moan through her nose.

“Hehe, so sensitive~”

I clearly noticed that as soon as I touched it a few times with my fingers, the small and delicate nipple quickly hardened and stood up like a blooming flower, trembling slightly on the snow-white breast.

I couldn’t help but lower my head, cup one of my mother’s breasts in my palm, stick out my tongue, lick it, and then take the whole nipple into my mouth.

“ah–!”

The mother screamed in shame and anger, her reaction even stronger than expected, her delicate body struggling and swaying from side to side.

But all the struggles seemed so futile and hopeless, having no effect whatsoever on the atrocities.

I chuckled incoherently, letting her naked, sexy body writhe in my arms. My hands kneaded her round breasts like dough, while my lips and tongue took turns licking and sucking her two tempting nipples, deliberately making smacking noises as I sucked on her tender nipples.

The mother felt extremely sad and humiliated, and tears welled up uncontrollably again.

Despite this, the physiological instincts cannot be avoided; the sensitive nipples are sucked and licked, constantly sending waves of unbearable tingling pleasure through them.

The mother frowned, and a soft groan finally escaped from her nose involuntarily.

“Hmm~~”

With just a very faint groan, the mother immediately woke up, quickly biting her lip hard to swallow the rest of the moan, but a look of shame flashed in her clear eyes.

“You were just saying you felt nauseous, how come you’re excited now?” I had clearly noticed something was wrong with my mother.

My mother suppressed her shame and anger, her tearful eyes still staring at me defiantly, her cold gaze making it impossible for me to look her in the eye.

I found it a bit dazzling, so I unconsciously took a step back and started to look at other parts of my body.

Besides her full breasts and snow-white waist, Mom also has a pair of incredibly long legs.

Because she practiced yoga, my mother’s legs have beautiful, flawless lines.

At this moment, most of her pink legs were exposed, clad only in semi-transparent stockings, revealing her fair and beautiful feet, even her toes were incredibly alluring.

As if sensing something, the mother subconsciously brought her legs together.

“Hey, what a waste of effort!” I said with a mocking look in my eyes as I reached out and pulled on the rope tied to my mother’s right ankle.

The mother’s delicate ankles were forcibly pulled, and she could only helplessly watch her right leg slowly rise and lift until it was above her head, bending her legs into a “splits” shape.

“Your physical fitness is amazing!”

I let out a lewd laugh and secured the rope to the hook at the top, keeping Mom in that split position.

The mother’s police skirt already had a large tear, and with her standing with one leg raised high like this, it could no longer conceal the spring scenery inside.

Not only can you clearly see the garter belt at the top of your thighs, but you can also see all the black panties under your skirt.

“Mom, you’re such a natural beauty, every part of your body is so captivating!”

I murmured in admiration, reaching out to grasp my mother’s right foot, which she held high above her head. I then leaned down and stroked and kissed her smooth calf inch by inch downwards, all the way to the rounded top of her thigh.

Beneath the delicate skin, the well-developed muscles trembled under my passionate kisses. Even through the semi-transparent stockings, I could still feel the suppleness and warmth of that leg.

With a “hiss,” the fingernails tore through the stockings, and the lips kissed the smooth, creamy skin of the mother’s thighs, then slowly approached the base of her thighs.

What came into view was my mother’s slightly swollen, red vulva, which I had fucked. Between the two swollen labia, the barely closed vulva was dripping milky white semen—my masterpiece that I had ejaculated inside her!

“My semen is dripping from Mom’s cunt! Mom, you must hold on, don’t get pregnant too soon!” I won’t miss any chance to provoke Mom.

“You beast! Waaah…” The thought of being impregnated by her own son made the mother’s heart sink. She could no longer hold back, and two streams of tears silently streamed down her face.

I gently parted my mother’s swollen labia. The two slightly red labia, as if freshly painted with lip gloss, parted slightly in the air, revealing a straight and beautiful narrow valley. A few glistening, transparent fluid oozed from the entrance of the mysterious valley, and at the top of the valley, a plump clitoris looked luscious and tempting, hinting at the surging vitality within.

“Mom is such a perfect female beast!”

As I spoke, I squatted down and lowered my head to sniff between my mother’s legs with relish, my movements as lewd as a male dog. My mother’s private parts had been fucked by me for a long time, but they still exuded a faint, unique feminine fragrance. After savoring it carefully, I couldn’t help but excitedly stick out my tongue and lick my mother’s private parts.

“Shameless!” Mom frowned and shouted, her whole body breaking out in goosebumps again.

“That’s amazing~ Mom, your cunt is the best~ I’m going to turn you into my beast!”

After saying that, I trembled as I stretched out my index finger and parted the two tender petals, slowly inserting my fingertip into the rosy entrance of the peach blossom.

“You beast! Ah—” My mother’s body trembled reflexively, and her tender flesh contracted sharply, clamping my fingers tightly.

“After I’ve fucked you for so long, you’re still so tight! That’s amazing~~”

Hehe~~ Let your son properly develop you, you slutty mom! I became even more interested, picked up a bundle of rope from the side, and immediately tied it up around my mother’s delicate body.

“Yes, this looks even better!” A few minutes later, I clapped my hands, took a few steps back to admire my masterpiece, and laughed triumphantly, my eyes shining with that same fervent light.

Under the bright lights, the stunningly beautiful mature woman was suspended in mid-air, her nearly naked, snow-white body trembling slightly. Her exposed, high breasts were bound tightly, and the ropes made her two full, snow-white breasts stand out even more.

At the same time, one of her slender legs was forced to be raised high, striking a lewd pose with a high split, and her panties hanging from her toes swaying in the wind.

The mother’s lower body appeared even more lewd and shameful. Her police skirt was lifted up, and several ropes first bound her naked, tender buttocks tightly like a rice dumpling, and then extended to her private parts in front.

One of the ropes passed through the middle of the groin, embedding itself in the fleshy cleft, and was tied in a knot at the clitoris, completely trapping the labia between the ropes and turning them outwards to reveal the bright red, tender flesh inside.

This is a thrilling SM scene, coupled with the mother’s beautiful face filled with humiliation and shame, enough to awaken any of my subconscious primal desires!

“By the way, such a great pose, we should take a picture to remember it!”

I slapped my forehead, pulled out my DSLR camera, and started snapping photos of my mother. The flashbulbs were going off non-stop as I captured this breathtaking scene from every angle.

Tears streamed uncontrollably down her face. The mother instinctively avoided the camera, trying to cover her pretty face, which was filled with tears of shame, with her disheveled hair.

If it weren’t for the unwavering belief that kept her going, Mom would have already broken down in tears.

After taking pictures for a while, I put away my camera and came over, explaining earnestly, “Bondage is like this. At first, you won’t be used to it, but once your hidden masochistic desires are aroused, you’ll feel how pleasurable it is to have your genitals tied with ropes, and you might even feel your vaginal fluids flowing out!”

My mother’s lips trembled with anger. The rope embedded itself in her delicate and sensitive labia, which seemed to make her a little different. I could clearly see that some fluid was actually leaking out from her.

However, after observing her more closely, I noticed that my mother was often sweating profusely, trembling all over, with her eyes closed and brows tightly furrowed, as if she was deliberately enduring something.

“You beast, put your mother down!” the mother suddenly said.

I shook my head speechlessly and laughed, “Mom, are you kidding me? Why should I let you go?”

Mom bit her lip, her eyes glancing away shyly, and whispered, “Put Mom down! Mommy needs to go to the bathroom!”

I was taken aback, then burst into laughter.

The mother was filled with shame and indignation. She must have needed to urinate for a while, but the ropes binding her severely compressed her bladder and urethra, causing the pent-up urge to urinate to overflow, making her feel ashamed and helpless.

“Mom, don’t you understand? As a female animal, you shouldn’t have any secrets anymore! — Including bathing and excretion~~”

After I finished speaking, I turned around and took a stainless steel basin from the corner of the room, placed it next to my mother’s jade-like foot where she was standing on one leg, and positioned it at her crotch.

Then a tripod was erected a few feet away, and the camera was placed on it.

“Pee in front of your own son! A beautiful woman like you, standing on one leg in a high split, is definitely a precious moment worth treasuring!”

“Don’t even think about it! Mom would rather die than… never!”

The mother was furious, but she stopped abruptly halfway through her sentence because she couldn’t bring herself to say the word “pee,” and even thinking about it made her feel ashamed.

The mother could only close her eyes in grief and indignation, gritting her teeth and enduring the increasingly strong urge to urinate.

“Okay, that’s got character!” I pressed my thumb against my mother’s urethra and started rubbing it, grinning maliciously as I did so. “But son, I’d like to see just how long you can hold out, Mom~”

“No… you beast… sob…” The mother’s brows furrowed in pain, her lips almost bleeding from being bitten, but she still managed to hold back from urinating.

Upon hearing her devilish son’s voice, the mother cast a disgusted glance at him with her cold eyes, but she did not speak again.

“Why bother?” I rubbed my mother’s urethra, a malicious grin spreading across my face. “Just release some tension down there, pee, and you’ll be free. Why torture yourself like this?”

The mother frowned and remained silent, her body trembling slightly like a taut string, every second becoming a maddening torment.

“How about we each compromise?” I suggested.

“If you’re willing to beg for mercy, Mom, and say to your son, ‘Master son, this beast mom’s pussy is so hard to hold in, please allow mom to pee,’ then I’ll let you go to the bathroom~~ How about that?”

Compared to mere physical abuse, mentally overwhelming the other person is often more important. I naturally understand this principle, which is why I made this seemingly conceding suggestion that is actually beneficial for long-term training.

But my mother’s face showed even more shame and indignation. It was clear that for her, saying such words out loud was impossible. She would rather die than submit to me.

After waiting for a few minutes without any movement, I smiled and shrugged.

“Yuba~~Mom, it takes a long time to tame such a noble beast as you. Let me help you!” I gently wrapped my left arm around my mother’s sexy waist, and extended my right hand from behind her raised right leg. Then I gently stroked her clitoris with my saliva-covered fingers.

The mother’s clitoris was already engorged and erect due to the strong urge to urinate. The sudden stimulation made her tremble and almost made her urinate.

“How pitiful! Please stop suppressing it, okay?” I breathed into my mother’s ear, hugged her waist tightly with my left hand, and reached forward with my right hand to work on her sensitive pubic area.

“No! Don’t do this!” The proud married woman and mature mother finally felt the fear of the apocalypse.

The door to chastity opened shamefully, and the tender buds of youth bloomed, trembling slightly before the lustful intruders, as if foreseeing their own misfortune.

Her nimble fingers darted between her labia, her fingertips occasionally circling her clitoris, grinding and kneading it, determined to force the reserved married woman to reveal her hidden madness.

The mother clenched her teeth tightly, closed her eyes, and resisted the strong urge to urinate and the waves of pleasure.

She tried her best not to make a sound, but her lips were already swollen and enlarged. Her delicate buds, unable to withstand the teasing of the bees and butterflies, became engorged and erect. Urine and nectar began to seep out at the same time, as if they were being nourished by rain and dew.

The mother could only desperately try to regulate her rapid breathing, suppressing the barely audible gasps deep in her throat.

I patiently teased her delicate yet firm clitoris, my middle finger dabbing the fluid at the entrance of her vagina, drawing circles. A sweet sensation, like being gently caressed by a lover, arose within me, and my mother’s sensual defenses grew weaker and weaker under the caress of my fingers.

“Ugh—!” Finally, she couldn’t help but let out another suppressed groan through her nose.

“If you feel uncomfortable, just let it out, okay?” I hugged my mother even tighter, and used two fingers of my right hand to simultaneously tease her vagina.

“Tsk tsk tsk,” the honey hole became wetter and wetter, and the shameful water sounds grew louder and louder, making the mother feel utterly ashamed.

“Are you still going to hold back, Mom? If you keep holding back, you’ll turn into a Ninja Turtle soon, hahaha!” I took the opportunity to humiliate and mock her.

“Shameless! Hmm!” Mom was about to protest, but a sexy sound came out of her mouth, so she had to shut her mouth immediately.

Just as Mom was about to break down, I suddenly slowed down. My right hand, which had been ravaging her genitals, transformed into two fingers, gently stroking the vulva from top to bottom a few times. Then, my fingers carefully pinched the already hardened clitoris from both sides, skillfully peeling back the clitoral hood with my fingertips. The tender clitoral hood immediately peeked out, gleaming with longing.

“Can you pee?” I continued to breathe into my mother’s ear, and as my right hand pulled back the clitoral hood, I reached out my left hand and pressed one finger accurately onto it.

“Ah—no! I’ll pee…!” A strong electric current instantly spread through her body. Mom suddenly opened her eyes, her face showing a look of fear, and shook her head at me repeatedly.

“Then pee it out—” I suddenly quickened my movements, my fingers rapidly teasing and rubbing.

“No! Please!” The mother’s face showed a sorrowful expression, her voice trembled with sobs, and her body began to tremble violently involuntarily.

“Come out—” I shouted, and a finger repeatedly and quickly moved from my clitoris to the urethra, the finger rubbing my clitoris suddenly increasing the force and frequency.

Caught off guard, Mom froze, her urge to urinate, which she had been holding back for so long, finally burst forth. A clear stream of urine shot out, like a flood bursting its banks, completely unstoppable.

“No–!”

The mother closed her eyes in despair, listening to her urine hitting the basin with a shameful sound.

Because he was urinating while standing with one leg raised high, the liquid splashed everywhere, and some of it formed a hot stream that poured onto his thigh, soaking his tattered stockings.

“Look at you, a grown man like you, still getting pee all over yourself! Hehe~” I finally couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

The camera silently filmed the base of the mother’s snow-white legs. Between the two delicate labia, the shameful urethra bloomed on the rosy mucous membrane, and urine mixed with vaginal fluid sprayed everywhere in the air.

“ah–”

The reserved mother finally broke down and burst into tears. Being forced into such a shameful position and forced to urinate in front of the camera had dealt a severe blow to her self-esteem and dignity.

The mother subconsciously tried desperately to contract her urethral sphincter to stop the shameful torrent, but the accumulated urine and the unspeakable, intense pleasure of the gushing water, once released, could not be stopped. This effort only made the urine stream become intermittent, accompanied by the convulsions of her body, spraying out in spurts, making it appear even more lewd and obscene.

Unfortunately, the stream of urine was unusually long, lasting for more than half a minute without any sign of stopping. The mother must have reached orgasm during the urination, her whole body convulsing and trembling helplessly. As the urine gradually decreased, her juices flowed continuously from her vulva, shamefully hanging from her crotch for more than a foot. The extremely embarrassed mother wished she could faint immediately.

But I didn’t give my mother a moment to breathe. I raised my menacing cock, grinned at the camera, then grabbed her chin, forced my cock to her lips, and shouted, “Suck it!”

“Ugh…” Mom suddenly woke up and squeezed her little mouth shut, desperately resisting.

I pinched my mother’s nose with my hand, and at the same time, I used my foot to rub her wet pubic flesh between her legs. My mother gave up in less than three seconds and opened her mouth to groan.

I immediately squeezed my penis into my mother’s mouth.

“Ugh…” Mom struggled in pain, her legs kicking incessantly, but with her arms tied to the headboard and me holding her, her resistance was utterly insignificant.

Amidst my roar, I thrust my penis in with pleasure, ignoring my mother’s choking sobs. My feet didn’t stop either; my toes smacked against my mother’s muddy pink labia with a “smack! smack! smack!” sound. My mother was probably so overwhelmed by the abuse that she forgot to resist, spreading her legs wide and letting me ravage her!

“Good girl…suck it carefully…I’ll make you feel so good later…oh…right…my tongue needs to move inside too…almost…almost I can insert it into you…” I was satisfied and pulled my wet, angry rod out of my poor mother’s little mouth, the two hard, throbbing glans radiating an evil purple glow.

Finally able to breathe freely, the mother coughed violently, her chin covered in her own saliva.

But I didn’t give my mother much of a chance to catch her breath. I immediately told her to hook her legs tightly. I knelt in front of her spread-out lower body, my erect, menacing penis only a few centimeters away from her split, sticky red vulva.

I held my mother on my back, her two long, beautiful legs wrapped around my arms in an extreme M shape, her beautiful and sexy feet pointed downwards, the position was as shameful as it could be!

“Slutty mom, you’re so wet, you really want your son to fuck you, right? Hehe…” I deliberately said things to provoke my mom, and I grabbed my hot, thick cock and slapped it against my mom’s rosy vulva!

“Hmph…” the mother groaned, then came to her senses and realized with a start that her own son was kneeling in front of her spread thighs, his penis erect.

“No!… Let go of Mom… Help… Mom, no!” The mother struggled incessantly, but it was all in vain.

“It’s coming, husband, keep a close eye on it.” My erect glans pressed against the entrance of the sticky pubic slit.

“Ugh…no…no…” Feeling the hot, hard flesh of the mushroom in her private parts, Mom struggled in panic, but I held her even tighter beneath her.

“Realize yourself, you’ll fall in love…” The hot, thick penis thrust forward, and with a “whoosh!” it slid into the tight, wet vagina! It was like a sharp blade piercing directly into a mother’s heart!

“Ugh…” My mother couldn’t help but groan as she was held in my arms, but before she could finish, I kissed her roughly from behind!

I reached my mother’s large hand through her knees and continued to hold her breasts, my fingers quickly flicking the rosy, erect nipples to make them even more prominent.

“So tight, so hot, so comfortable…” I thrust my firm, shiny buttocks, “slap! slap! slap!” between my mother’s outstretched legs. My mother tried to resist at first, but I kissed her lips and thrust my big cock into her vagina rapidly. I also began a lewd act of playing with her feet while penetrating her vagina.

As soon as the violent piston-like movements began, the mother’s resistance was suppressed again, and soon all that remained was trembling and sobbing at her mercy.

With my experienced skill, I thrust in and out three shallow times followed by one deep one, while my fingers teased the clitoris at the top of her vulva. Every time I thrust all the way in, my mother’s two snow-white toes would clench tightly without shame, and her little mouth, which was being kissed, would let out intense sobs.

The thrill of conquering my own mother made me so excited that I was drenched in sweat. I untied my mother’s wrists, which were bound at both ends.

My mother’s hands were freed, and she weakly tried to push me away, but I sped up my thrusting, and she succumbed again. No matter how much I screamed in pain, I couldn’t rouse her from her rebellious spirit.

I grabbed my mother’s smooth feet, swayed my hips and slammed them between her legs. My wet penis went in and out of her tightly clenched pubic flesh. I breathed heavily and grinned as I asked, “Hehe, Mom, you’re making me feel so good. How can you do this to Dad?”

“You beast…you shameless…humph…Mom didn’t…ah…you forced me…sob sob sob…” Mom confessed, tears of shame streaming down her face!

My mother’s words excited me even more. I lifted one of her legs straight up to my chest and licked her sensitive soles while thrusting in and out. My mother just squirmed shyly and then let out even more decadent moans and groans.

My mother sobbed as I forced my tongue into her mouth, and her delicate feet clenched tightly with her toes!

My big cock was churning wildly inside my mother’s vagina.

Because Mom’s legs were lifted up, her pert buttocks were sticking up, and her vulva was facing the sky. In order to have sex, I sat on Mom’s pert buttocks, and my big penis was inserted vertically into Mom’s vulva.

My mother’s body was bent even more violently, her legs were raised high, and when I grabbed her ankles, it pressed down on her body even more.

Before long, Mom had no choice but to submit. I was pinning her down, her back was about to break, how could she resist? She could do nothing but endure my thrusting!

I stopped licking my mother’s soles and started playing with her left toes in my mouth. I couldn’t help but think, “Playing with a mature mother’s toes is really fun! My mother’s toes are covered in black velvet stockings. With them in my mouth, they wiggle and straighten, rubbing against my tongue. It’s so interesting, and they taste good too. After all, they’re new stockings, and her feet smell nice after a bath. There’s no sweaty smell at all. They smell like sausages!”

My own son, with his silk stockings and jade-like feet, was being wantonly played with. My mother, who was pinning me down, didn’t even have the strength to resist. She could only let her son rape her, twist her upturned buttocks, and groan softly.

At this moment, I held my mother’s black silk-stockinged foot in my mouth and began to gently bite her toes with my teeth. After biting down, I rubbed them incessantly, which frightened my mother so much that she broke out in a cold sweat, fearing that her own son, who was violating her, might bite her beautiful foot too hard.

I opened my mouth and released my mother’s left foot, but that didn’t mean her foot was free. I continued to kiss my mother’s delicate foot, one kiss after another.

I pressed my mother’s two jade-like feet, clad in black stockings, together and kissed them repeatedly, kissing every inch of her beautiful skin until the stockings were completely soaked and transparent.

While playing with her jade feet, my big cock didn’t rest either, remaining stiff and erect. Without penetrating my mother’s mature vagina, my vigorous energy and endless sexual interest in my mature mother made my big cock as hard as a golden cudgel. I pounded my mother’s genitals like a pile driver. The union with my mother and the frenzied piston-like movements made my body feel like it was in heaven!

“Waaaaah…waaaah…waaaah…” The mother groaned in agony, being raped to the point of near death by her own son!

Compared to her husband, her biological son had an unusually high level of energy, which puzzled the mother.

(This beast… how could he do it for so long… he’d been having sex with his own mother all day without sleep… and he could keep playing with her body, and he seemed to get more and more energetic the more he did it…)

After being subjected to the thrusting motions for another ten minutes or so, Mom was already completely lost in passion.

My big cock had been hard for a long time, and suddenly I felt an urge coming from within.

His lower body twitched and trembled involuntarily.

“That’s great, I’m going to ejaculate, I’m going to ejaculate inside Mommy’s vagina!”

I almost cheered, but my body was already reacting. Instinctively, I put my mother’s black-stockinged legs on my shoulders, then pressed down, letting my big cock completely penetrate my mother’s folded body with her vulva facing upwards. My big cock was inserted deep into my mother’s vulva, and the glans began to tremble uncontrollably.

The mother’s buttocks were pressed upwards by her own son, when suddenly his large penis pierced deep into her honey hole. He stopped thrusting and simply pressed tightly against her genitals.

The glans penis could feel swollen and burning, and the mother realized that this was a sign that her son was about to ejaculate.

But with herself pinned down and huddled under her own son, could she escape the tragic fate of being ejaculated inside her again by him?

The mother’s legs, encased in black stockings, twitched and struggled, realizing that she couldn’t escape no matter what!

The mother could only feel streams of scalding semen being fired out of her own son’s huge penis like cannonballs and shooting into her body.

Although it wasn’t the first time she had been so wantonly penetrated by her own son, the fact that this was something only her husband had ever done made her feel like she had lost everything. She felt like her son had stripped her of all her chastity and dignity, and that she was being wantonly abused by him like a sex slave!

Streams of semen shot out, making the mother’s whole body feel as if it were on fire. Her body was completely ignited by the semen. If the mature mother, who was bound, had not had her mouth gagged, she would have definitely been able to moan and cry out!

I took a deep breath and proudly pulled out my penis after ejaculating. The mixture of vaginal fluid and semen that had been sealed inside my mother’s vagina immediately gushed out, like a milky white stream, continuously flowing from my mother’s honey hole.

“Mom secreted so much vaginal fluid! It’s accumulated so much inside her vagina, it’s about to spray out!” I couldn’t help but exclaim. At this moment, Mom’s labia also opened wide, unable to close for a moment.

After I finished, I found the black pantyhose that I had torn up on the ground and gently wiped my mother’s vulva.

The crumpled gray pantyhose rubbed against the mother’s labia with each movement, causing the already swollen and red genitals to twitch.

I looked at my mother lying on the bed and said quietly, “Mom, thank you for your hard work. I feel so good. Now, I’ll use your stockings to wipe your vulva clean, removing all the vaginal fluid and semen. Then we’ll do another round!”

(He shot so much again… inside my body… Is this demon satisfied? Can he let me go now?)

Before Mom could think any further, her body was turned over. She couldn’t help but groan and moan again.

(This beast… doesn’t he ever get tired? Why does he still have to do it?)

The mother no longer dared to resist and could only let her son manipulate her body.

Wearing black pantyhose, her delicate body was spread apart and she was lying face down on the bed. Then, a pillow and a neatly folded quilt were placed under her lower abdomen. With two pillows and a quilt, her body was raised high with her buttocks sticking out. She was kneeling on the bed with her head down, her raised buttocks peeking out from the crotchless black pantyhose, her white buttocks round and elastic.

“Okay, this position is very good.” I began to proudly admire my masterpiece. Now I wanted to gradually eliminate my mother’s sense of shame. I touched my mother’s pert buttocks with my right hand and grabbed her left leg with my left hand to lift her left foot up, stroking it back and forth from her thigh to her calf.

The mother could only wiggle her upturned buttocks. Although her legs were not bound, she had long lost the strength to escape after being raped for so long. Moreover, if the mother moved around, her own son would hit her upturned buttocks, which was both painful and humiliating. If she made any violent movements, she might get injured.

The mother was terrified and could only obediently let her own son lift her buttocks up, trembling as she waited for the next step of humiliation.

As expected, Mom wasn’t free. I grabbed Mom’s left ankle with my left hand and pulled on her left leg, so I could keep caressing her beautiful legs in stockings.

“Oh, son, I haven’t even started yet, and you’re already oozing sticky honey again. Do you enjoy being played on screen by your own son?” I mocked my mother mercilessly.

“Ah…no…please don’t do this to Mom…please spare Mom…ah…” Mom, with her buttocks raised high, shook her head frantically at her ugly state. Her two most secret places were exaggeratedly exposed. My greedy gaze was focused on Mom’s secret places, while I mocked her with words from time to time, giving Mom a masochistic pleasure.

Then I pressed my body against my mother’s back, my big penis against her vaginal opening, rubbing back and forth.

My mother probably sensed the incestuous rape that was about to happen. She was moaning and struggling, which to me looked like her buttocks were writhing lewdly. I supported my mother’s waist and thrust hard. With a “whoosh,” my penis finally entered my mother’s soft and wet vagina. Just like that, my own son’s big cock was inserted into my mother’s vagina from behind again.

I immediately felt a warm and slippery sensation.

The mother also let out a long groan, “Ugh…”, and stopped struggling.

I started thrusting back and forth repeatedly. My mother’s vagina gripped me tightly, and the tender flesh inside scraped against my penis. It felt so good.

“It hurts!… Oh!… No… You can’t do this anymore… Mommy doesn’t want to… I don’t want to commit incest with you… Waaah…” Mommy shook her head, twisting her delicate body wrapped in black bodysuit stockings, her pert buttocks trembling with each thrust of my big cock, and she couldn’t help but moan and groan.

Hearing the word “incest” only made me more excited.

I thrust even harder, saying, “Mom… I just want to commit incest with you… Mom’s buttocks are so big and round, and thankfully they’re elastic. Inserting from behind, slamming into Mom’s buttocks again and again, is so stimulating. Dad probably never experienced such great sex, right? Mom is amazing!!”

“Ah no… you beast… you’ve gone too far… sob sob…” The mother’s left leg was forced to bend, and she lay on her stomach with her buttocks raised, allowing her biological son to penetrate her genitals from behind. This was the rear-entry position, the position used when dogs mate. She was having sex with her own son in this position, a position her husband had never enjoyed, and now she was being raped. It was too humiliating!

Although that’s what she was thinking, the pleasure of being penetrated from behind still overwhelmed her entire body. Her body couldn’t help but twist and twitch with pleasure, her trembling body completely occupied by the piston-like intercourse like a pile driver!

I felt that my mother seemed to have given up resisting, letting me thrust in and out, swaying back and forth, her breasts also swaying incessantly, which made me reach out and knead my mother’s breasts and hard nipples.

“This is amazing! Incest is so great! Mom’s vagina is not only tight, but also warm and soft. It feels so good to thrust into her!” I increased my speed. Mom’s cervix tightly wrapped around the glans of my penis. There seemed to be a great suction force inside, like lips constantly sucking on my glans. A great pleasure rushed to my head.

“Son… Ah!… Please stop… Oh… We can’t do this… Oh my god… Waaah… It’s coming… Waaah…” I felt my mother’s legs stretching upwards, then tightly encircling my waist.

I felt my mother’s vagina contract, squeezing my big cock so tightly it felt like it was about to break…

A stream of hot liquid felt so good on my glans.

I couldn’t help but thrust in hard… My mother’s vagina trembled violently, constantly stroking my glans, my big cock, my whole body, even my soul. I was like a madman, thrusting in and out continuously, looking down at my mother’s tender flesh as my penis rolled in and out, feeling a great sense of accomplishment, and even more so, the pleasure of raping the policewoman’s beautiful mother.

My mother’s breathing became heavier and heavier, and I couldn’t hold back any longer. I thrust hard a few times and ejaculated inside my mother’s vagina.

Although I ejaculated inside my mother, my penis, still hard from the drugs, remained erect and showed no signs of softening. So I continued thrusting, pumping even more violently, making my mother dizzy and almost faint, like she was circling 360 degrees on an airplane.

Such intense sexual pleasure was something she had never experienced in over a decade of sexual intercourse. The mother was nearly driven mad; how could she feel such intense sexual pleasure after being raped?

Suddenly, she felt waves of tingling and numbness in her lower body. Her mother knew something was wrong. After a whole day of sexual assault, her body was highly sensitive, and her bladder was full of urine.

Under such intense sexual intercourse, the feeling of pressure in the lower body becomes even stronger.

After holding it in for so long, and after being subjected to prolonged torment, the urethra gradually couldn’t hold on any longer.

Just as I was about to ejaculate for the second time, my urethra could no longer hold back, and a stream of silvery urine gushed out.

I felt a warm, damp sensation on my legs, and when I looked down, I saw they were wet. Looking at my mother’s crotch, I saw streams of silvery urine shooting out!

“It’s not squirting, it’s…it’s peeing, Mommy lost control of her bladder!” I exclaimed, my eyes wide. “Mommy peed because I fucked her! Haha, how many sons can make their own mother lose control of her bladder like that?”

I couldn’t help but feel proud. Being able to make my mom lose control of her bladder shows how amazing I am!

Urine gushed out uncontrollably, soaking a large patch of the bedsheet. She never imagined that her own son would cause her to lose control of her bladder. The mother was filled with endless sorrow, but could only wail silently.

A few minutes later, I untied the ropes binding my mother’s hands, then removed her leather hood and gag, then took out her earplugs and the stockings from her mouth, and finally loosened the black leather blindfold.

The mother could finally see again. The light before her eyes gave the violated mature mother a new lease on life. She looked around in a daze. Her own son was beside her, leering at her body. The bed was a mess and smelled of urine.

“This is too much… Waaah…” The mother sobbed, realizing that she had been tied up and raped by her own son, and had even been raped to the point of incontinence!

The mother lay helplessly on the bed, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes. Her vacant eyes were somewhat dull, and semen was dribbling from the corner of her mouth. Semen also flowed from her vagina, running down her stockings onto the bed.

The lewd scene excited me immensely, and I quickly became erect again. Taking advantage of my mother’s weeping and dazed state, I applied a layer of aphrodisiac to her vagina, and then took out the fifth set of erotic toys… uh, this set wasn’t an erotic toy, but it made my penis tremble even more than an erotic toy!

This is Mom’s police uniform!

However, I made some modifications to the police uniform, such as putting black crystal stockings that reached the top of my mother’s thighs on her long, beautiful legs, as well as black tight underwear.

Wearing the police uniform, Mom appeared even more voluptuous and alluring, her attire provocative: she wore a black police uniform on top, without a bra underneath; a leather belt cinched her slender waist, and a black police skirt on the bottom, the hem of which was extremely short, barely covering her black panties and full, round buttocks; beneath the leather skirt, two long, slender thighs were exposed, encased in black crystal stockings, perfectly showcasing the lines of her calves; on her jade-like feet, she wore a pair of ten-centimeter high-heeled strappy sandals, which wrapped her slender, beautiful feet in a sexy arc.

After being nourished by my semen, Mom seemed even more radiant. From afar, she looked majestic and imposing, her black uniform a seductive sight that was enough to make one’s blood boil and stir one’s desires.

However, the reality was far from that. The mother was in a very sorry state: a black leather collar was tightly wrapped around her slender and beautiful neck. The black leather dog collar on her neck contrasted sharply with her long, fair neck, making her look lewd and sadistic.

I controlled her with the chains on her collar, her hands were handcuffed behind her back, and she wore black leather shackles on her wrists; her ankles were shackled with thick black leg irons, the heavy iron locks binding her slender, smooth ankles, making it difficult for my mother to walk.

“Mom, come here!” I pulled on the iron chain in my hand, leading my mother in front of the camera as if I were leading a pet. My tone seemed to be full of concern and care, but to my mother, it was more hypocrisy.

The mother was led like a dog, forced to stagger in front of the camera. Her steps were so unsteady that she had to sway her plump buttocks with every step, and the heavy shackles on her feet dragged on the ground with a “clatter”.

The mother stood humiliated in front of the camera, staring tremblingly at her own son. Her long, shapely legs were tightly pressed together, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, and a nameless fear of the future welled up in her heart.

The uniform was soaked with sweat and clung tightly to her body, highlighting her beautiful and well-proportioned curves. The tips of her firm breasts pressed tightly against the police uniform, so graceful.

My mother’s bare feet, clad in black stockings, were on the ground. Through the semi-transparent black stockings, you could see her glistening, rounded toes.

The mother was clearly in a state of shame, her two beautiful legs tightly pressed together, trembling slightly as they rubbed against each other, her jade toes curling up uneasily.

“Don’t pretend to be innocent, you slutty bitch.”

I grinned and pulled the chain again. Caught off guard, Mom lost her balance and fell towards me. She glared at me and yelled, “You beast! I’m your own mother! You call your own mother a bitch? What are you? A dog’s son?”

“Sure! Hehe, son of a dog likes to fuck his female dog mom!” I caught my mother and wrapped one arm around her slender waist while kneading her large breasts hard through her police uniform with the other hand.

“Mmm…”

My mother seemed to feel something from my rubbing, and let out a coquettish moan. Then she realized something was wrong and struggled violently, kicking her beautiful legs wildly on the ground and even trying to step on my feet behind her.

However, how strong could a mother be? Not only could she not resist my humiliation, but her black-stockinged, fleshy feet stepping on my feet only made her enjoy it more.

“You, let go! Let… um… let go!”

My mother’s ridiculous struggles, coupled with her words of shame and anger, sounded more like a couple’s coquettishness, which only fueled my sadistic desires.

I held my mother’s upper body tightly with both hands, brought my head close to her ear, and stuck out my tongue to lick her alluring, glistening earlobe.

My mother’s ears seemed to be her sensitive spot. I saw her shudder and gasp for breath. Her resistance weakened considerably. If I hadn’t been holding her back, I would have suspected that she would have collapsed to the ground.

“Slutty mom, stop struggling. Your cunt has been coated with aphrodisiac by your son. From now on, you will only feel more and more lustful, wanting to mate and release the lust in your heart.”

After whispering in my mother’s ear, I suddenly took her earlobe into my mouth, gently sucking and licking it, grinding it with my teeth… “Ah… um… oh oh oh… you… um ah… you… despicable… um ah… despicable… shameless… ah ah ah…”

When my mother heard what I said, she wanted to get angry, but unfortunately, I was playing with her sensitive earlobe in my mouth at that moment.

The words that should have been uttered in anger turned into shameful moans mixed with lewd cries.

The mother’s struggles weakened considerably, and she even reached her right hand inside her police uniform to knead her breasts.

With her other hand, she pressed and rubbed her crotch area through her clothes, while lewd moans filled the air.

Occasionally, as if suddenly remembering that she was being forced, her elbow would make a symbolic struggle, but it was very weak.

Just as I said, Mom has become addicted to the desires aroused by drugs, chasing after the primal, decadent pleasures of her heart…

“Mom, it looks like you’re in heat. I don’t remember my medicine being this effective. Is it really because of my medicine? Or is this just an excuse for you to indulge yourself?” I released my mother’s earlobe and whispered in her ear.

My mother seemed to have given up entirely, ignoring my words and instead stimulating her breasts and groin, emitting increasingly loud and lewd moans of “uh-huh, uh-huh.”

“Mom, lift up your police skirt! Let the camera take a good look!” My words completely exposed my shamelessness.

“You…” The mother felt extremely ashamed, and she squeezed her legs together even tighter. Her hands, which were bound by shackles, also subconsciously pulled at the hem of her police skirt behind her.

“Hehe, this slutty mom is quite shy! I didn’t notice when I was playing with her earlier, she’s still a bit disobedient! Does Mom want Dad to see some exciting videos?! Hurry up and show your cunt!” I coerced my mom.

“No… I’ll listen to you, Mom…” The sobbing mother helplessly lifted her police skirt, revealing her swollen and red private parts.

“Use your hands to spread your labia! Hurry up!” I said impatiently.

“Waaah…” The mother wept as she used her fingers to separate the two swollen, red labia, revealing the bright red flesh inside the vagina.

I shoved the camera right in front of my mother’s private parts, then pointed at her genitals and asked smugly, “Mom, tell the camera what this is?”

“It’s…it’s my…genitals…” Mom stammered in response.

“You slutty mom, is that all you’re saying?!” I snapped, annoyed. “Say something more vulgar! Otherwise, I’ll send a video to Daddy!”

“No…no…I’ll talk…I’ll talk…it’s my pussy…” The coerced mother had no choice but to utter lewd words according to her own son’s instructions.

“Why is it swollen?!” I asked, pretending not to know.

“It’s…it’s all because of you…it’s all because of you…” The mother was so embarrassed that she could hardly speak.

“So what if it’s your own son? Tell me!” I said fiercely.

“You fucked me so hard I’m swollen! Waaah…” Mom shed tears of sorrow and shame again.

“So, Mom’s pussy was swollen from being fucked by her own son! What a lewd mom!” I sneered at my mother. “Isn’t Mom a policewoman? Why was her pussy swollen from being fucked by her own son? Is it because Mom is too horny and thirsty, seducing her own son to fuck her?”

“You…you raped Mom…and used drugs…” Mom retorted through tears.

“Oh! So Mom was raped? You’ll have to tell Dad about it!” I smiled knowingly, then pretended to reach for my phone.

“No…it’s…it’s Mom who seduced you…Waaah…it’s all Mom who seduced you…” Mom’s face changed drastically, and she had no choice but to say something against her will again.

“Hmph! You won’t listen to reason, but you’ll have to suffer the consequences!” I continued my “training” of my beautiful mother. “So what is that milky white liquid coming out of Mom’s vagina?”

“It was your semen that you ejaculated inside Mommy… My uterus was full… so it overflowed…” Forced to say such things, Mommy simply gave up and went all in.

“Oh, Mom is such a slut! Isn’t she afraid of getting pregnant?” I said maliciously.

“I…I’m scared…I’m not scared…I’m not scared…Waaah…” Looking at her biological son’s threatening eyes, the mother was extremely sad. Although what she feared most was being forced to get pregnant, under duress, she still had to cooperate and say the most insincere words.

“Oh, since you’re not afraid of getting pregnant, then let’s give Mom some more of your own son’s semen until you get pregnant. What do you say, Mom?” My words were full of malice.

“…” Mom remained silent for a long time, refusing to continue, then burst into tears, “Waaaaah…”

“It seems Mom isn’t being honest! Let me help you, son!” I looked at my mother, who was crying and in a daze, and added another aphrodisiac pill to her mouth. I pinched her nose and forced her to swallow it.

Then I placed my hands on my mother’s firm breasts and slowly began to knead them: “So soft, so firm and big, tsk tsk tsk…”

The sensation coming from her chest made the confused mother unconsciously clench her lips, and her body began to twist and struggle.

I chuckled as I watched my mother’s face turn aroused. I knew that expression all too well; my mother, after taking the aphrodisiac, was in heat again.

“Mmm…no…don’t be so rough…Mommy feels so uncomfortable…” The hands that were stroking her breasts brought waves of pleasure to her body. She tried to twist her body, and the thick, hard penis pressed against her vulva, making her feel as if her whole body was on fire.

I kept feeling the wonderful softness in my palms, licking my mother’s fair and smooth neck and earlobes, and making slurping sounds with my mouth.

“Ah! Honey… Honey, it hurts so much… Put my hand down, it’s so hot…”

“Are you hot, Mom? Let me help you cool down!” I whispered into my mother’s earlobe. I squatted down and started from her ankles. The hot friction slowly rose upwards. I carefully played with my mother’s beautiful legs in stockings. The wonderful touch of my hands gliding over the surface of the stockings stimulated me to the point that I almost groaned. Looking at this once noble and elegant policewoman, now like a prostitute, flaunting her charms in front of me and letting me play with her, I quickly pressed my mother’s head down, her upper body almost at a ninety-degree angle to her lower body. Her police skirt was lifted up and rolled up to her waist, revealing a pair of flesh-colored tight stockings. Underneath the stockings was a pair of black sexy panties, or rather, a black strip of cloth.

Almost embedded between her legs, she was suspended by two thin, long black cotton ropes, each tied in a knot on one side of her hip bone, hanging on her slender waist. Naturally, the middle could not be concealed, revealing her thick, lush pubic hair.

“No!” Although my training had completely exposed my mother’s lewd side, this kind of training made her unable to adapt. She stood helplessly, in a very awkward position, face down, her hands cuffed behind her back, her buttocks sticking up high, her police skirt rolled up to her waist, revealing her lewd underwear and hidden genitals.

I couldn’t help but passionately kiss my mother’s calves with my big mouth.

I felt the silky softness of her fair legs encased in stockings, my nimble tongue licking upwards. My hands reached over her knees, and her police skirt was rolled up higher and higher, revealing the tight triangle between her two firm, rounded thighs. Her small black panties were hazy and mysterious under the flesh-colored stockings around her crotch, especially the small dark stain on the bulging crotch, which drove me crazy. I kissed and even bit those alluring thighs frantically, leaving a dark stain on her stockings with my saliva, and bite marks appeared on her fair thighs.

The mother’s heart trembled violently, and waves of pleasure surged through her lower body, crashing against her nerves like a tide. Her eyes were tightly closed, and she bit her lip lightly. Her beautiful legs, clad in stockings without an ounce of excess fat, involuntarily opened, clamping the swaying head between them. Suppressed groans escaped from her throat.

Her previously struggling body began to sway gently. Her beautiful eyes were dazed and empty, and her full, firm breasts rose and fell with her movements, as if begging for comfort. One delicate little foot arched its instep on the carpet, with five exquisite and full toes tightly pressed together. Through the thin stockings, her fair instep shimmered with pearly light, and her pink big toe curled slightly upward, looking alluring and tempting through the hazy flesh-colored stockings.

Sensing the beauty’s affection, I picked up my mother, who was already limp and yielding to my pleasure, and placed her on the table. The cool table did not cool down my mother’s burning heart; instead, it made her feel even more scalding and empty. The figure in front of her was hazy and dreamlike, seemingly her own son, yet also overlapping with the figure of her husband. The desire deep within my mother’s heart was completely aroused.

“Husband…husband, love me, hurry…I feel so bad, give it to me…” A pair of slender, silk-stockinged legs naturally rested on my waist, their firm calves tightening, pulling my body toward that empty private part.

“So you’re already in heat! This slutty mom is so damn hot.” With a “rip,” the crotch of my stockings was torn open. I pulled my panties aside, and the coolness of my lower body made my mom’s beautiful legs in stockings start to writhe, rubbing against my waist. My bloodshot eyes stared straight at my beautiful mature mom’s exposed lower body. I parted her neat pubic hair and thrust my index finger deep into her secret garden.

“Ah~” A melodious groan echoed throughout the room. My fingers traced the tender, moist flesh, and the painful yet fulfilling sensation made my mother gasp softly.

“Mmm…husband…” Mom’s pretty face turned red. Just as she was waiting for the storm to begin, the fullness in her lower body suddenly disappeared, making her feel extremely uncomfortable. Mom couldn’t help but get up and try to grab the man in front of her. Her silk-clad legs tightly clamped around the man’s waist and abdomen. In her daze, she saw the man carefully sniff the index finger he had just used, and a girlish fragrance lingered around his nose.

“It smells so good! Mom’s honey hole is really irresistible, hehe!” I picked up the pair of black high heels from the ground, pinched Mom’s fleshy little feet, and put the high heels back on Mom’s feet. The black high heels paired with Mom’s slender and straight fleshy legs were so lewd, sexy, and seductive.

“Sexy mom, you wear such high heels every day just to be fucked by men, hehe, let your son fuck you properly for dad!” Mom’s face was flushed red, her two beautiful legs in stockings were directly placed on my shoulders, the pointed heels of her high heels pointing straight to the sky. I, who was ready to gallop away, took a big bite of the beautiful legs in stockings on my shoulders. The smooth and fleshy feel of the stockings was delicious. I also pinched her beautiful buttocks in stockings hard. Pressing down on those slender legs, I leaned down and kissed Mom’s bright red lips hard.

I roughly pried open my mother’s lips, and my tongue encountered no resistance, entering her warm mouth directly and enveloping her welcoming tongue. In an instant, the two became one. I lay on top of my mother, passionately sucking and kissing her little mouth.

My mother’s hands were tightly wrapped around my neck, her fleshy crotch and soft pubic hair rubbing against my hard penis. The room was filled with the sounds of kissing and saliva.

I propped myself up slightly, and with one hand I reached under her skirt and touched her buttocks. The soft, smooth skin was irresistible. I held my big cock in my hand and, through the tear in her pantyhose, pressed it against my mother’s pink and tender vulva.

“Husband, hurry, come in, I can’t take it anymore, hurry… um…” Although her legs were being lifted up, Mom still tried her best to spread her legs apart and straighten her back so that the hot flesh between her legs could quickly enter and fill the burning emptiness in her heart.

The beautiful mature woman lay on the table, her rosy face framed by her long, wavy brown hair, exuding a captivating allure. Her pink lips panted heavily, and her firm breasts heaved violently through her lace dress. Her bodycon skirt was lifted to her waist, revealing a pair of shapely and slender legs. Her legs, encased in stockings, were raised high, and her exposed vulva revealed tender pink flesh, awaiting the king’s favor.

“I can’t take it anymore, she’s so horny, what a slutty mother!” I thrust my long, thin penis in without any hesitation, and plunged it hard into her honey hole. My mother’s honey hole was indeed too tight. My big cock was wrapped in her honey hole in a crazy and warm way, and my thrusting was hindered.

I grabbed my mother’s smooth, white silk legs and spread them wide apart. I pulled my big cock out of my mother’s honey hole, the shiny, pungent glans pressing tightly against her two pink petals. I thrust my body forward fiercely and fucked her again, pushing my mother’s delicate body directly towards the middle of the table.

“Slap slap slap”

“Ooh, too hard, honey, be gentle…” The sudden attack on her lower body made her feel as if her lower body was being torn apart, but the firm, full feeling made her body uncontrollably aroused.

My hands instinctively wanted to grab something, but as soon as I raised them, I slammed them onto the table.

The tender pink labia inside her smooth, honeyed cave enveloped my thick, hard penis, making me feel so good that every cell in my body seemed to explode. Learning from my previous experience, I tightly embraced my mother’s already somewhat plump, silky buttocks, pulled her to the edge of the table, and slowly sank down. Her pink labia were gradually forced open by my thick, dark penis, and the entrance to her honeyed cave widened with the invasion of the glans, like a flower being forcibly stretched open.

My mother lay on the table in pain, but the unprecedented fullness in her lower body was driving her almost mad. Her skin had an unnatural rose-red blush, like a prawn carefully steamed and cooked by a chef. Her delicate body was facing me, her cherry-like mouth was open, and her fair and tender breasts were thrusting violently. Her bright eyes rolled upward unnaturally, like a mermaid who had escaped the ocean. Her beautiful legs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, were lifted up by my hands and spread apart. The high heels hanging on her feet were stretched straight by her toes, and her wet stockinged legs were covered in saliva.

Sizzle~ Sizzle~, the big cock went in all the way to the hilt again.

“Hiss~~ Mom’s pussy is so good at sucking! So tight!” Mom’s vagina was very wet, like a warm little mouth constantly sucking my penis. The smooth flesh walls tightly wrapped my long foreskin layer by layer. With Mom’s thrusting, I actually felt a little pain. Waves of pleasure rushed to my head. In this way, without any obstruction or measures, the sex organs of mother and son were completely intertwined again. The hot penis in that pink and tight honey hole felt like it was in a warm mouth.

Feeling the hot, full sensation in her lower body, Mom frowned, opened her eyes, and tried to squeeze her silk-clad legs, which were draped over his shoulders, around the man’s neck, seemingly wanting to intensify the feeling. Her waist also began to twist and turn. “Ah…-ah…um!…um…husband…slower…ah…”

I held my mother’s silk-clad buttocks without any pity, my face showing an expression of extreme enjoyment. My huge penis, like an iron rod, was fully inserted into my mother’s tight and moist vaginal cavity. The elastic and firm inner walls of the cavity felt like countless tiny mouths constantly sucking and enveloping my penis. The extreme tightness made me feel that with each thrust, the layers of flesh felt like a woman’s gentle and delicate hands rubbing every inch of my foreskin. But I didn’t savor this hard-won ultimate pleasure. I just wanted to release the lust that I had accumulated over the years.

“Slap slap… Hmm~ Hmm slap~ slap~ Hmm~ Ah, hmm~ Slower slap slap~ Slap slap slap~ Slower ah~ Hmm ah~ Huff~ Hmm ah ah~ Hmm huff~ Ah! Ah ah!!” Mom’s body was pressed tightly against the table, her lower body’s honey hole was being thrust in and out by that huge meat stick, her sexual organs were rubbing hard under the moistness of honey water, making a loud sound, her whole body was shaking with the thrusting of her lower body, and her red lips couldn’t help but let out sexy and seductive moans, full of female temptation.

Like a wild beast, I unleashed my lust without rest. My eyes were slowly drawn to the breasts that swayed with my body, and a rare, childlike longing appeared in my eyes. My trembling hands gently grasped those firm, teardrop-shaped breasts through the bra and began to caress and knead them tenderly.

After such a long period of sexual intercourse, the mother and son’s genitals have been adjusted to each other for so long that the mother’s vagina has basically adapted to the size of my penis. At this moment, the mother’s wet and tight honey hole is constantly contracting and trembling, sucking on that thick penis. During the intense intercourse, many transparent beads of sweat have spilled out of her forehead.

“Hmm~ Hmm~ Slower, slower, husband, good husband, I can’t take it anymore~” Mom’s face was flushed with sweat, her bangs were stuck to her face, and her whole body was weak.

I bent down, grasped my mother’s breasts with both hands, and pinched her nipples, pulling on them.

The mother’s brows furrowed in pain, as waves of pain and pleasure washed over her in her upper body and lower body.

“It hurts… slap slap~! Sizzle slap slap~! Mmm~ Huff huff~ No, no more~ It hurts, stop it~ Mmm~ Mmm~ Huff, mmm ah~ Sizzle slap slap~! Husband~ Ahh~ Mmm ahh~ Quick! Sizzle slap slap~! Mmm, almost come~ Mmm ahh~! Mmm~ Quick~~” Mom’s long, beautiful legs, encased in flesh-colored stockings, were stretched straight on both sides of my waist, the sharp toes of her shoes trembling and twitching incessantly. Under my savage thrusting like an animal, Mom finally reached the climax of intercourse, letting out a sobbing moan.

The mother, her hair disheveled and eyes half-closed, was delirious with desire. She lay limply on the table, her mouth still trembling with soft moans. Her half-closed, alluring eyes were filled with intense, primal trembling, and her legs, clad in high heels, twitched and drooped to the edge of the table.

“Mom is so good, I won’t handcuff you anymore!” I pretended to unlock the shackles on my mother’s wrists and ankles. Suddenly, my mother felt as light as a swallow and fell to the ground because she lost her balance.

“Haha, Mom, aren’t you usually very strong? Why do you look so frail now?” I sighed, climbed onto Mom’s back, twisted my hands behind my back, crossed my wrists, and tied them tightly with rope. Then I tied her rounded ankles and bent calves, and finally connected the knots of her hands and feet, forming an inverted four-horse hoof shape, and hung it from the ceiling of the house.

The mother’s head was lowered, her long, black hair was draped down, her hands and feet were tied behind her back, the ropes digging deep into her wrists and ankles; her round, plump buttocks were sticking up high, her police skirt had been pulled up to her waist, her snow-white and alluring body arched downwards, swaying in the air, emitting seductive moans, as she was slowly raised and suspended in mid-air by the ropes, her appearance extremely tragic and beautiful.

I walked around my mother, a satisfied expression on my face. My hands began to roam over her body, caressing and kneading her skin from all sides. Every inch of her snow-white skin was being ravaged.

My caresses always seemed to hit my mother’s sweet spot. They appeared rough, but were actually quite skillful. Soon, my mother gave up her futile struggles and resistance, closed her eyes, and surrendered to my hands.