Chapter 67

After a long while, the mother’s restrained body finally broke down in shame. She stopped, gave up resisting, closed her eyes tightly, her colorful eyelashes trembled slightly, and opened her cherry-like mouth slightly, sticking out her small tongue little by little.

With the tip of my tongue, I touched the tip of my mother’s tongue and drew a circle. My mother stuck her tongue out a little more, and the tip of my tongue touched the side of her trembling tongue even more carefully.

Despite her mother’s desperate attempts to suppress it, her rapid breathing could not be hidden.

Suddenly, her body began to change, her whole body felt hot and weak, her breasts swelled, and a tingling, itchy sensation rose all over her body. Her eyes were filled with lustful desire, and the painful yet pleasurable desire ignited within her once more. A surging tide of lust surged forth, instantly leaping and overflowing uncontrollably. The mother tightly guarded the last bit of clarity in her heart, trying to resist with her willpower and prevent her lustful desires from controlling her. Her face showed pain due to the contradiction.

(Should I… resist?… But what good would resisting do? My son is right, I have no way out…)

But in that brief moment of hesitation, the mother’s tongue, no longer under her own control, reached out and intertwined tightly with her beloved son’s. The unique scent of her own son filled her senses, and her mind was struck like a thunderbolt. The last vestiges of her sanity were swallowed up by lust.

My mother’s tongue was so tempting that I recklessly intertwined my tongue with her soft, weak tongue, licking every corner of her mouth as if no one else was around.

My mother’s eyes were filled with a melancholy look. Her tongue intertwined with mine in her mouth. The pain from before vanished without a trace, replaced by boundless excitement. We sucked on each other, our lips met, and we kissed passionately, sucking, licking, and holding each other’s mouths, exchanging saliva as if the saliva in Fang’s mouth contained the love between mother and child.

“Mmm…” Mom’s red lips and tongue were both occupied.

I put my own saliva into my mother’s mouth, and she trembled, her throat emitting sounds of fear from which she had nowhere to escape.

(Oh my god… I actually… drank my son’s saliva…)

Her breathing became heavy, and a faint sound came from deep within her throat.

Then I let my tongue leave my mother’s warm, moist mouth, and my saliva drew a silvery-white thread in the air. I looked at my mother and said affectionately, “Mom, I love you, I will always love you, be my woman.”

“Waaah…you…you have to keep your word…waaah…” My mother sobbed as I held her, wrapping her arms around my neck, and whispered, “Don’t wait until I’m old…and then you heartlessly abandon me…”

“How could I? I’ve used every trick in the book to train you to be so obedient. How could I bear to abandon you? No woman outside can compare to my own mother. I love incestuous sex with you the most.” I agreed repeatedly, uttering sweet words. Suddenly, a surge of heat rose in my lower abdomen. With a slight pull, I drew my mother into my arms. Her large, firm breasts bumped against my body, pressing against my chest.

(Husband… I’m sorry… Xue’er can’t take it anymore… Xue’er… gives up… Xue’er’s belly is full of our son’s semen… My private parts… might have already taken our son’s shape… In this state… Xue’er can only choose our son… Goodbye… Husband…)

The mother’s head drooped weakly, her rounded shoulders trembling with sobs. She seemed deeply ashamed of the shameful state her body had repeatedly revealed in front of her own son. She had come to realize how sensitive her body had become, and that the chaste wife and mother she once was could never return. So she decided to express her love for her son openly, at least secretly, so that no one else would find out…

“I… will you really stay like this forever? Will you always love Mom like this?…”

The mother’s beautiful eyes looked at her own son, her hope undisguised. At this moment, she had shed her usual aloof wife and mother persona, revealing her most vulnerable side.

“Of course, my dearest mom…”

After a long while, Mom looked at me with her beautiful, dreamy eyes and sobbed sadly, “Xiao Lun… Mom… Mom accepts her fate… Mom belongs to you now… You must… treat Mom well from now on… Are you satisfied now… Waaah…”

“Don’t worry! Son, I will love Mom in every way!” Seeing that Mom had finally chosen to become my sex toy, I happily hugged her tightly, lovingly stroking her delicate body. Two lines of poignant tears hung on Mom’s pretty pink face, and semen was still dripping from her swollen little hole where her own son’s penis was inserted. Finally, Mom cried until she was exhausted, and curled up in my arms and fell asleep. I could no longer resist my own fatigue, and with a smile, I held Mom in my arms and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, my mother, who was nestled in my arms, woke up. She moved her body slightly and immediately felt both surprised and ashamed.

What was shameful was that her long, strong legs were still shamelessly clamped tightly around her own son’s legs, while his penis was still inserted deep inside her honey hole. His morning erect penis was hard and erect, filling her honey hole to the brim. It felt so full. Her pubic hair was covered with the crystallization of their union, and the overflowing semen made the thick, wet pubic hair irregularly stick to her vulva and inner thighs. The mother hurriedly tried to move her body to separate the union of mother and son’s genitals, only to find that the tender flesh inside her honey hole was tightly wrapped around her own son’s penis, as if reluctant to part.

As soon as my mother moved, I woke up immediately, pressed myself against her, and stared at her intently. My mother’s pretty face turned bright red with embarrassment under my gaze.

Looking at my mother’s beautiful and delicate face, and her full and perky breasts, I began to blush with lust. The thought that my mother, such a wonderful beauty, would be mine from now on made me feel great.

I looked triumphantly at the beautiful mother I had conquered. Beneath me, she was sexy and voluptuous, with a perfect figure, an exquisite face, and a noble and elegant temperament—all of which were irresistible and captivating.

At this moment, this exquisitely beautiful mother was limp and powerless beneath me, her gorgeous face revealing her desire, her eyes alluring, her breath soft and sweet. Her two large, high breasts on her enchanting, snow-white body rose and fell slowly, the nipples pink and delicate, still bearing traces of my saliva and semen, making her extremely alluring.

The morning light shone on my mother’s delicate body, casting a beautiful and captivating glow.

A pair of snow-white, slender legs covered with a layer of lustful blush, a pink and swollen honey hole between the legs, and the white semen flowing from the honey hole, the three of them formed a sharp color contrast, while the mother’s originally flat and smooth lower abdomen actually had a long strip of slight bulge!

Looking down along the bulge, one could see a thick, erect penis, only half of which was visible, suddenly appearing in the garden of the beautiful wife. The other half of the thick penis, wrapped with blue veins, mercilessly forced open the two pink and soft labia minora and entered the mother’s honey hole, which was even more beautiful and tender than the white tiger’s beautiful hole. The narrow and tight opening of the honey hole was blocked by the thick penis, leaving no gap and preventing the fluid inside the vagina from leaking out.

The lewd and stimulating scene at the point of intercourse made the owner of the big cock blush with excitement. I stared wide-eyed at my mother’s tender pink honey hole and memorized it.

Having been raped for several days, the mother was too weak to move. Seeing her own son arched against her snow-white body, she parted her cherry lips slightly and softly cursed, “You bad son…”

I looked over, a lewd and smug smile on my face: “How am I bad?”

My mother, completely unconcerned about maintaining a composed expression, gave me a charmingly reproachful look: “You raped and trained your own mother… and even managed to get her pregnant… and you say you’re not bad… You… you’re absolutely wicked…”

Listening to my mother’s flirtatious words, I was completely captivated.

“Son, how did I bully Mom?” I said smugly, feeling my big cock harden again as it was enveloped by the vaginal walls inside Mom’s tender honey hole. I couldn’t help but thrust my hips, letting my big cock gently pump in and out of Mom’s honey hole a few times, while teasing her, “Mom, don’t you feel good? How can something so pleasurable be called bullying?”

After saying that, I thrust in and out a few more times with great force, and some of the thick semen from deep inside my mother’s tender honey hole was brought out by the coronal sulcus of my glans, flowing out from the honey hole that was stretched wide by my penis.

“Ah…stop, stop, stop!” Mom moaned, reaching out to block me from continuing my mischief. She protested, panting, “You…you bad son…my place is all swollen…before you raped me…I’ve never experienced anything so big…I’ve only ever had sex with your father…your father’s thing…is much smaller than yours…unlike your size…so terrifying…the first time it went in…it hurt so much…the pain of my vagina being stretched open…it was even worse than the tearing pain when your father first deflowered me…these past few days…you’ve made me suffer so much every time…don’t you even have a shred of pity for me…you bad son…”

The sight of my beautiful mother in pain actually made me, the abuser, feel ashamed. I quickly bent down and hugged her slender, willow-like waist, lifting her limp body and placing her on my lap. But I was still very pleased with myself and couldn’t help but say, “Once Mom’s precious honey hole is shaped like my big cock, it won’t hurt so much… Besides, doesn’t Mom really like my big cock? She even moaned towards the end, hehe…”

“Isn’t it because you used an aphrodisiac on your mother… you bad son… and you’re still laughing… making your own mother so lewd… are you so proud of yourself?” My mother, exhausted from being violated, could only shout a few words. Powerless, she straddled my lap. The face-to-face gaze made her too shy to look up. She lowered her head and leaned against my shoulder.

But my purpose was not limited to that. After my mother sat firmly on me, I suddenly hugged her head and kissed her soft, fragrant cherry lips!

“Mmm!” Mom shyly closed her beautiful eyes, her delicate body slowly twisting. Then, moved by passion, Mom took the initiative to lift her upper body, using her pair of full and soft breasts to press against my chin.

As I was savoring my mother’s rosy and soft cherry lips, suddenly a pair of plump and soft breasts pressed against my face. I immediately grabbed my mother’s breasts, played with them, and rubbed and twisted the sensitive nipples with my fingers.

As I continued to kiss my mother’s soft, cherry-like lips, savoring and sucking the sweetness of her mouth, I was also intoxicated by playing with her amazingly large, soft, delicate, and elastic breasts, teasing her small, pink nipples.

Just then, Mom suddenly felt the large penis that had been deeply inserted into her honey hole harden again. Her pretty face flushed red with embarrassment, and she said shyly, “You’ve bullied Mom enough…can you pull your…that thing…out now? Mom’s…it’s so swollen…”

But I obviously didn’t want to let go of such a beautiful and exquisite mother so easily. I lewdly said, “What’s wrong? I’ve been fucking you for days, is your cunt still so swollen? You were moaning so loudly before.”

My mother’s pretty face turned deathly pale at my words, but she quickly blushed and transformed into a gentle, feminine woman, softly saying, “Please pull it out first… Mommy’s really swollen…”

I persisted, saying, “That won’t do. If you pull it out, Mom’s uterus, which I’ve filled with semen, will lose pressure and expel the semen!”

Upon hearing the word “pregnant,” Mom’s pretty face flushed even more. She brushed a strand of hair from her cheek and said earnestly, “Mom promised to have your child… and I won’t go back on my word… Besides, Mom… has already been… impregnated by you… maybe I’m already pregnant… Anyway… please pull out first, at least… at least let Mom rest for a bit, okay?”

My mother’s rationality and gentleness successfully moved me. To be precise, I believe that my mother, in her current state, cannot escape my grasp.

So I agreed to pull it out first, then hugged my mother’s soft and sexy body, turned her over again, and put her on the bed.

Immediately afterwards, I held my mother’s slender and beautiful legs and tried to pull out my big cock, which was deep inside her honey hole and had reached the core of her flower.

“ah!”

“It hurts!” Mom couldn’t help but cry out in pain. “Can’t you be a little gentler with your mother? I’ve given birth to you and raised you, and now I’m going to give you my pleasure…give birth to your child…and this is how you treat your own mother?”

“Hehe, sorry, sorry, Mom, I’ll be more careful next time!” I never expected that I would not only hurt such a beautiful woman as my mother, but also hurt her when I pulled out my penis. The desire to conquer was greatly satisfied.

With a lewd grin on my face, I first pressed my large penis against my mother’s sensitive and tender uterus twice, and the lewd smile on my face seemed to be telling my mother that she was my woman, and then I tried to slowly pull my thick penis out of her honey hole.

As the thick, sturdy penis was slowly pulled out of the mother’s tender honey hole, the tearing pain made the mother’s eyebrows furrow and her delicate cherry lips cry out in pain.

The mother watched everything beneath her, seeing her tender, well-protected vagina stretched and deformed by my thick, large penis, and seeing sections of the thick, sturdy shaft being pulled out of her vagina. She felt ashamed, remorseful, and guilty.

If the mother had been more discreet and careful, she wouldn’t have suffered such a tragic loss of virginity, and her precious chastity wouldn’t have been taken away by her own son.

However, the thought that her husband’s long-term absence abroad had left her feeling lonely and vulnerable, which allowed her biological son to take advantage of her, inexplicably lessened her sense of guilt.

With my mother’s and my combined efforts, there was a “pop” sound, and the thick, strong penis successfully pulled out of the pink and tender honey hole, and a large amount of cloudy, whitish liquid flowed out of the pink vagina.

“Ah!” Seeing her tender honey hole lose the filling of the thick, big cock, the entrance of her honey hole spit out strands of cloudy white liquid like a small mouth. As a wife, the mother certainly knew what that white liquid was. Before seeing the semen, the mother could comfort herself that she wouldn’t get pregnant. But after seeing how thick and how huge the semen that her biological son sprayed was, the mother had no choice but to accept the fact that she was about to be fertilized and pregnant.

Immediately, the mother tried to get up from the bed, but her two little hands went limp after only a short while. Her weak and powerless body made her so angry that she gritted her teeth.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

Upon hearing my voice, my mother tried twice more, but after experiencing a long-awaited orgasm, her legs were so weak that she couldn’t stand up at all. Seeing that her vagina was still leaking thick, cloudy semen, my mother couldn’t help but feel a surge of sorrow, and two lines of tears involuntarily fell down her cheeks.

“Mom is becoming more and more lovable!” After saying that, I leaned down, grabbed my mother’s hands that were covering her face, raised them high above her head, and stopped just before kissing her:

“I love you mom!”

Feeling my breath so close to hers, Mom blushed, closed her eyes, and let me do as I pleased.

“That’s right!” I kissed my mother’s lips, my tongue forcefully yet gently exploring her cherry-like mouth. Under my onslaught, my mother forgot to resist.

My mother clearly felt that the moment their soft lips touched, her desire was ignited. She instinctively stuck out her tongue to accept and reciprocate my passionate kiss. This long-lost excitement brought her an indescribable pleasure!

After kissing for a few minutes, I released my mother and used my tongue to suck the saliva that was connected between our lips like silver threads into my mouth, watching my mother’s eyes close in ecstasy.

He began to change his approach, first gently stroking his mother’s soft hair, then caressing her delicate forehead, her pert nose, her tender and alluring little mouth, then her fair neck, and finally her smooth breasts.

The sharp nails grazed her snow-white skin, intentionally or unintentionally, sending jolts of electricity through her.

“Mom, are you hungry? Shall I open a can of eight-treasure porridge for you?”

“Mmm…mmm.” My mother, completely lost in my passion, nodded helplessly, letting me do as I pleased.

“That’s a good girl!” I leaned against the headboard and pulled my mother into my arms, as if she were my own mother taking care of her. Then I took the porridge pot, scooped out a spoonful, and fed it to my mother.

The image of a son embracing his naked mature mother is both stimulating and erotic to imagine.

In my arms, my mother is gentle, lovely, and utterly endearing!

“Mom, is the congee delicious?” My voice rang in my ears again.

“You…” The mother stared wide-eyed at her own son, “I thought you…”

“What do you think? Mom, you’ve drunk my semen before. If you don’t drink it, then Mom will just have to keep going hungry!” I picked up the spoon and put it to Mom’s lips.

At my command, my mother inexplicably opened her cherry-like mouth and drank a spoonful of porridge. My mother, who had not eaten or drunk anything for more than a day, actually found this bowl of porridge, which contained her own son’s semen, to be so delicious.

The very son who had plunged him into an abyss of lust from which he could never escape, and who had simultaneously driven him to ecstasy and ecstasy, was now gazing at him with tender affection.

I fed my mother the congee spoonful by spoonful, and she obediently enjoyed my service like a baby in swaddling clothes.

As I fed my mother porridge, I would occasionally brush her long, flowing hair aside with my hand. The moment my sharp fingernails touched my ear, it felt like an electric current had passed through me, a tingling, itchy sensation spreading throughout my body, and my mother’s heart began to race.

I tried several times to say what was on my mind, but when the words came to my lips, I didn’t know how to begin.

The mother was already starving. After finishing a bowl of porridge, she regained some strength and her face gradually regained a rosy hue. Finally, remembering that her body was filled with her own son’s semen, the mother couldn’t help but burst into tears.

Seeing his stunningly beautiful mother, whose eyes were closed and filled with tears, he knew this was the perfect opportunity to discipline her.

I put my mother down, took out a pair of unopened, high-quality flesh-colored stockings, and waved them in front of her: “These were specially prepared for you, Mom. Try them on!”

“You…you…sigh…” What’s meant to happen will happen. Mom knows this is a prelude to me disciplining and playing with her, but for some reason, she is filled with anticipation. Her previous resistance and restraint have disappeared, and she is carrying out my commands with anticipation.

Mom took the stockings, opened the package, and then lifted her smooth, slender legs.

Hold the stockings with both hands and slowly roll them upwards until they form a circle.

Then extend your right leg, point your toes, and aim them at the toe part of the stocking, and slowly pull the stocking on.

The entire set of movements was extremely elegant, culminating in a final kick of the lower leg that drew a beautiful and graceful arc.

In the same way, Mom put on the stocking on her left leg.

Finally, her hands worked on the stockinged feet and legs, smoothing out any slight wrinkles, until the high-quality flesh-colored stockings and her beautiful legs blended seamlessly, becoming a perfect whole.

A pair of perfect, flesh-colored stockings-clad legs were presented before me. Straight, tall, slender, and well-proportioned, they were truly works of art.

My mother’s shapely legs were stretched out naturally, showcasing her feminine curves.

Her flawless legs were encased in sheer, elegant, and gossamer-thin flesh-colored stockings, which not only perfectly showcased her figure but also subtly conveyed a delicate and hazy beauty, exuding an indescribable sensuality.

Unable to control myself any longer, I began to caress the policewoman’s beautiful legs in flesh-colored stockings.

My mother closed her eyes, enjoying my caresses. As the movements of my hands gradually increased, her breathing became heavy, her face flushed, and her whole body began to heat up.

“The porridge…that bowl of porridge!” The mother realized the changes in her body.

“Haha… My sexy mom has finally learned her lesson! Not bad, the porridge not only contains my semen, but also a potent aphrodisiac. Let’s see how long you can hold out, you sexy mom. But I advise you, Mom, not to make a futile struggle. Just enjoy the pleasures of being a woman!”

I became even more excited and finally focused my gaze on the pair of jade feet that my mother had been longing for. I held my mother’s small feet in my hands and saw that the tendon on the sole of her foot was taut, and the skin on the sole of her foot was particularly white. I could vaguely see the few slender veins under the skin.

The alluring scenery made me, who already harbored wicked intentions, even more unable to resist.

I held my mother’s delicate, fleshy feet and examined them closely, as if I were holding a peerless, exquisitely carved jade!

My mother’s feet were so perfect, with delicate, fair skin on the instep, long, translucent toes, clear, white, and jade-like soles, and slender, rounded, and smooth ankles. Under the wrap of high-quality flesh-colored stockings, they presented a hazy, ethereal beauty.

The toenails of all ten toes were trimmed neatly, resembling ten beautiful flower petals.

The unique fragrance of my mother’s mature woman’s silk stockings deeply stimulated me. My mother lifted her right foot with her left hand, grasped her rounded ankle, and used her right hand to slowly slide her sharp nail along the center of her sole through the stockings.

“No…” As if an electric current was passing through her, the mother couldn’t stand the stimulation and seemed to want to pull her left foot back.

“Then so be it!” I put down my mother’s right foot and started playing with her left foot in the same way.

This went on and on, several times. My mother was brought to moaning sounds by my ministrations.

“Good son…Mom…please…have mercy on me!”

“Spare what?”

“Spare… Mom’s feet… no, Mom’s horny feet!” The mother knew that her biological son seemed to have a particular fondness for the word “horny feet,” so she had to use this vulgar word to satisfy her son’s perverted desires, at least in this way she could suffer less torment.

“Say it all out!” I said firmly, while continuing to fondle my mother’s stockinged feet.

“Good son! Please spare your mother… spare your mother’s horny feet!”

“Dream on! You slutty mom, let me go? Let me play with these sexy feet first!” Ignoring my mother’s desperate pleas, I went even further, pulling her feet even closer into my arms, burying my head deep into her stockinged feet, and inhaling the scent of her beautiful feet with abandon.

Her hands traced the curves of her shapely figure, stroking her thighs down to her calves and ankles through the sheer flesh-colored stockings.

“Waaah… Mommy will let you play with me…” The mother knew all too well how terrifying her own son’s methods could be, so she willingly stretched out her legs and offered them to her son to play with!

Seemingly satisfied with my mother’s attitude, I stopped verbally humiliating her and focused on her delicate feet.

It felt as if I hadn’t tasted the finest wine in a long time. My lips trembled slightly as I gently pressed them against my mother’s soles, kissing her silk-stockinged feet while continuing to caress her smooth, beautiful legs.

Those were a pair of firm, jade-like feet that I was obsessed with. The ankles were slender and without an ounce of excess fat, and the skin was so smooth and delicate that it was like a porcelain dollop. With just a light touch, my fingers could press down on them with a springy, smooth feel. On the exquisite instep, there was not an ounce of excess flesh, and the inner side had a perfect curve.

Lifting those beautiful feet, you can see the soft, smooth soles of Mom’s feet, white and tender without calluses, without any flaws, like the tender feet of a noble princess who has never touched the ground. Even the heels are as white as snow, without a trace of dead skin. The skin gathers in this place, taut and taut, so delicate it’s almost translucent.

My mother’s smooth, fair skin and the soft, supple feel of her high-quality flesh-colored stockings made me, a serious foot fetishist, completely unable to resist.

The soles of her feet were perfectly shaped, with plump forefeet and heels tinged with a light pink. Her delicate toes were long and neatly arranged together, and her carefully trimmed, transparent toenails gleamed. The white skin on the instep was like translucent jade, making her feet appear exquisite and delicate!

Her toes were pale white, small and delicate, crystal clear, with oval nails that were exquisite and cute, with a light pink hue. The tips of her toes were even fuller and rounder, like little grapes. The feel of pinching them was as smooth and soft as her mother’s tender nipples…

What beautiful feet!

My mouth watered, and I began to massage my mother’s left foot very gently.

Start from the heel and slowly work your way up through the arch to the toes.

I massage the soles of my feet with my thumbs, applying slight pressure while rolling in a circular motion.

Then slowly move towards the arch of the foot, and gently pull from the base of the toe to the fleshy ball of the toe by kneading the mother’s big toe.

The mother’s whole body began to tremble slowly. “No, no!”

“Don’t want it? Do you think you have a say in this, Mom? I’ve played with your whole body, do you think you still have any chastity left?”

I moved my palm to the outside of my foot and slowly massaged it towards my heel.

I held my mother’s heels with both hands and gently squeezed them with my palms, from the heels all the way down to the arches of her feet.

Then, I pressed my thumb against the sole of my mother’s foot and kneaded it continuously.

And so, I carefully massaged my heels, arches, soles, and even each toe.

Finally, I brought my nose close to my mother’s feet and took a deep breath. A faint, unique fragrance of her feet wafted in, and I was almost intoxicated…

The enticing scent of her feet was irresistible. I grabbed my mother’s right ankle and lifted it slightly, then extended my tongue to lick her elegant arch and rounded ankle repeatedly. My tongue traced the lines of her sole, brushing across her foot like a gentle breeze, gradually sliding down to her toes. My nimble tongue, through her stockings, licked her translucent toenails, teasing each one and sucking on her delicate toes with obvious relish, occasionally wandering between each toe.

Then I simply put all of my mother’s toes into my mouth and began to suck on them greedily.

My mother never dreamed that her own son would do such a disgusting thing. She tried to pull her foot back, but I insisted on making her the protagonist of this perverted act and held her foot firmly.

My foot-playing skills are already superb. My superb techniques make my mother fall deeply into it. She cooperates with my caresses and licks, and she can’t help but point her toes like a ballet dancer, her ten toes curling inward shyly.

After playing with my mother’s right foot for a while, I did the same thing to her left foot.

“Mmm…mmm…so good!” Mom gripped the sheets tightly with both hands, letting me play with her feet in various ways.

My mother’s seductive voice aroused me, and I, now filled with playfulness, bit a hole in the toe of her stockings, exposing her bare feet.

While licking her mother’s toes incessantly with her tongue and sucking hard, she also nibbled at the perfect skin of her feet with her teeth.

Before long, every inch of my mother’s silk-stockinged feet was completely soaked with my saliva. The toes of the stockings, which were already a darker color, had now turned into a deep flesh color.

Those once fair and delicate feet were now covered with large and small teeth marks.

Like a crabapple tree battered by wind and rain, its beauty remains, making it all the more endearing.

The mother trembled incessantly, her body immobilized and unable to move. Her upturned buttocks could only tremble helplessly. Finally, her clenched teeth loosened, and the female warrior, who was being humiliated, opened her small mouth wide, panting heavily and making “ooh ooh” moaning sounds.

After a while, I gradually became familiar with the sensitive areas of my mother’s bare feet and began to use my tongue skillfully, sometimes slowly tracing the lines on the soles of her feet, and sometimes quickly scraping the soles of her feet up and down.

My mother could clearly feel every contraction and scratch of my tongue on her sensitive soles, every unbearable light touch on her toes, and the tickling sensation on her toes constantly drawing her vaginal fluids into her vagina.

The mother’s thighs rubbed together, which caused the fleshy flaps on both sides of her thighs to rub against each other, scratching each other and relieving the mother’s unbearable discomfort.

I was enjoying watching my mother’s toes being sucked when I suddenly heard a soft rustling sound of skin rubbing together, so I glanced at my mother.

I saw my mother’s thighs rubbing against each other, a light movement that did not escape my lewd eyes.

Although I didn’t see my mother’s private parts in a shameful state, I could tell from her actions that she was also burning with desire.

“Hehe… Mom, you’re usually so serious, but you get all wet just from me licking your feet? Mom is such a slutty policewoman. Mom, your pussy must be itching like crazy, right? How about I scratch it for you? Then you won’t have to rub your left leg against your right and right leg against your left.”

I greedily gazed at my mother’s beautiful figure. The prolonged play had caused faint sweat stains to seep from her back, exuding the full scent of a mature woman. These scents constantly stimulated my sense of sight and smell, stirring up the lust that my mother had just unearthed in me, and a surge of impulse rose within me to tightly embrace the woman and melt into my mother’s body.

“No… Oh… No… It’s so itchy… Mmm… I want it so much…” My roughness finally aroused my mother’s masochistic desires. The ravaging of her beautiful feet gave her a tingling pleasure. At this moment, her inner desire was completely ignited, and the effects of the aphrodisiac spread throughout her body.

“Mom is such a sexy policewoman!” I was even more excited when I heard my mom’s panting and moaning, as I was already obsessed with her stockings and fleshy feet.

“You’ve only played with her feet for a little while and you’re already this slutty!” I said contemptuously, pinching my mother’s vulva hard through her stockings.

“Ah…no…it hurts!” The mother cried out in pain, her face turning pale.

“Shameless! You’re all wet, you slutty mom! Look at your unsatisfied slutty face!” I raised my thick, hard cock and aimed it at my mom.

(Am I really a promiscuous woman?) A wave of bitterness washed over the mother.

(No, that’s not it. It was this beastly son who drugged her, turning her into a sexually frustrated slut…)

“Slutty mom, spread your legs! I’m going to fuck your little cunt!” Although I can easily play with my mom in any way I want, I still don’t miss any opportunity to humiliate her.

My words interrupted my mother’s thoughts. Upon hearing my instruction, she voluntarily spread her legs, which were covered in flesh-colored stockings, at a sixty-degree angle. Her beautiful and mysterious vulva, covered with lush pubic hair, looked even more alluring through the stockings. At this moment, it was completely exposed to the air and presented to me.

I grabbed my mother’s ankles, lifted her legs, and put them on my shoulders. The soft, smooth stockings rubbed against my cheeks, making this severe foot fetishist unable to resist.

I placed my hands on my mother’s breasts and unhooked her bra from behind, completely exposing her proud breasts to the air, sexy and alluring, irresistible.

I couldn’t help but knead those snow-white breasts; they were incredibly soft and felt wonderful to the touch.

My mother’s round, white breasts were squeezed and pressed in my hands, changing their shape.

I buried my head in her cleavage, and a sweet, milky scent wafted into my nostrils. I began to nibble on her proud breasts in circles, occasionally sucking on her nipples.

“No…it feels so good.” The buds on Mom’s breasts began to harden.

At that moment, I felt waves of stimulation coming from the most sensitive part of my lower body. It turned out that I was rhythmically rubbing the end of my penis against the outside of my mother’s vulva through her stockings, and the sensation was like an electric current.

“Look at you, Mom, so horny and wanton! You’re nothing like a female detective!” I touched my big cock with my fingers; it was already covered in my juices. Then, holding my big cock, I slapped it against my vulva several times through my stockings!

“Ahhh…ahhh!” The splashing vaginal fluid soaked the stockings on her vulva.

“Slutty mom, hold your slutty feet firmly and spread your slutty legs open for me!” I stopped what I was doing and gave the order.

“Okay, okay!” Mom spread her legs up and down, forming a V-shape, looking extremely lewd.

From this angle, I could see my mother’s mysterious private parts more clearly. I began to caress and knead her genitals through her flesh-colored stockings, occasionally tracing the raised vulva with my sharp fingernails.

“No… good son… please… don’t bully your mother like this again…” The mother’s legs trembled.

Suddenly, my expression changed drastically. I forcefully tore open my mother’s flesh-colored stockings at the crotch, the movement rough and powerful, like a sudden storm. The expensive stockings were torn to shreds, hanging tattered and mangled on my mother’s already ravaged genitals.

The mature woman’s alluring and perfect lower body was fully displayed before me.

Seeing that her mother’s delicate and alluring flower bud was about to bloom, but due to the recent defilement, her honey hole was slightly swollen.

I swallowed hard and began to stroke my mother’s soft pubic hair with my left hand, gently parting her labia majora. At that moment, the inside of my mother’s delicate labia blossomed for me.

After spending a little time admiring it, I stretched out my right middle finger on the tender flesh between my mother’s labia, while placing my thumb on my mother’s clitoris. Sometimes I slid my middle finger up and down, and sometimes I swayed my thumb left and right, playing with my mother’s vulva with both fingers.

As I moved my hands, I felt my mother’s honey hole begin to flow with crystal clear nectar.

“Ah… um…” Mom moaned with pleasure as my fingers played with her.

I dipped my index finger in my mother’s honey and put it in my mouth; it was very sweet.

I resisted the urge to suckle, and continued to play with my mother’s labia and clitoris with my fingers. “Tsk tsk…” Faint water sounds came from between my mother’s vagina and my fingers.

I began to wantonly play with the most sensitive areas of my mother’s body, occasionally kneading her beautiful pink clitoris, occasionally parting her tightly closed labia majora, and occasionally inserting my fingers directly into her vagina, my fingertips constantly stimulating the wet and tender vaginal walls.

I saw more and more honey flowing from my mother’s honey hole, so I suddenly inserted my entire middle finger into her honey hole, and felt that my middle finger was surrounded by warm and moist flesh walls.

I started digging and thrusting inside her honey hole, and all I could hear was the sound of water inside growing louder and louder, and my mother’s moans getting louder and louder.

“Ah…” With a hard thrust of my middle finger, my mother let out a scream. Her vagina began to contract and heat up, followed by a slight trembling and twitching of her body. Then I felt a large amount of vaginal fluid gushing out from inside her vagina, immediately soaking a large area of ​​the bed sheet.

My fingers brought my mom to orgasm!

When I pulled my fingers back, I saw that they were covered in the nectar my mother had sprayed out during her orgasm.

Then I turned my gaze to my mother, who had just reached her climax. I saw that her whole body was flushed, and her labia were slightly opening and closing, as if welcoming me, her new master.

I put my head between my mother’s legs, hugged her thighs and pulled her close, then buried my head and licked my mother’s vulva.

I parted my mother’s labia majora and sucked hard on her vulva, my tongue skillfully licking the labia on both sides and the clitoris on top. “Mmm…” My mother’s moans and gasps came again.

Seeing my mother’s lustful expression, even though I could hold back in my heart, my penis couldn’t resist.

I pressed my mother down, raised my penis, and rubbed the head of my penis against her dark pubic hair. I lifted her buttocks with one hand, making her wet vulva open even wider, and with the other hand, I held my penis and probed her wet opening, rubbing the head of my penis against her labia.

Under my abuse, my mother kept emitting tempting moans.

Seeing that the time was right, I aimed my big cock at my mother’s genitals and thrust it in hard.

“Slutty mom, your son’s here! I’m going to fuck you to death!”

I wrapped my arms around my mother’s waist, and my big cock touched the entrance of the policewoman’s mature vagina, parting her labia majora. With a soft “plop,” my cock mercilessly slid in.

“Oh…” Mom let out a cry that was both ashamed and pleasurable. Once again, Mom lost her virginity to me.

I watched as my mother’s labia, dripping with saliva, opened her “mouth” and began to suck my penis, my penis feeling the tight, pleasurable sensation brought to me by my mother’s flower path.

I held my mother’s slender waist, pulled my penis out slightly, and then pushed it deeper. I began to thrust slowly and rhythmically, while gradually increasing the force. My penis would loosen and press down, penetrating my mother’s flower core deeply once again. My mother couldn’t help but let out a sigh of shame and satisfaction, once again immersing herself in the wonderful pleasure of having intercourse with her own son.

My mother had abandoned all shame, dazedly accepting the pleasure emanating from her body. Her flesh burned like fire, the tender flesh of her flower sucking at the intruder. Seeing my mother, who was once aloof and unapproachable, finally abandon her original shame and pride, crying out wildly, I was overwhelmed with excitement. I rode her even more fiercely, ravaging her with all my might. My hands and mouth were constantly caressing my beautiful, elegant, naked mother’s body in my arms and between my legs. My mother’s whole body was filled with the pleasure of being penetrated deep into her flesh. My mother’s consciousness was swallowed up. My penis thrust in and out of her vagina, which was gushing out copious amounts of vaginal fluid, making a ‘sizzling’ sound.

“So comfortable…good son…good husband…” the mother began to moan.

Insert your penis further inside.

As I swayed, my mother’s large breasts bounced in circles, creating wave after wave of flesh that was incredibly alluring.

I started to hug my mother’s legs and gradually increased the speed. Her breasts swayed more and more. I saw my mother’s breasts swaying so enticingly, and I changed the position of my hands from hugging her legs to grabbing her breasts.

While kneading my mother’s breasts and swaying my abdomen, I asked, “Mom, are you comfortable?”

“Mmm…ah…good…ah…so comfortable…ah…” The mother moaned beautifully as she experienced pleasure from both her breasts and her vagina.

As I thrust harder and harder, the “plop, plop” sounds grew louder and louder, and my mother’s moans became increasingly unrestrained.

I fondled my mother’s large breasts with abandon, my penis rhythmically thrusting in and out, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. Each time I penetrated deeply, my mother would let out a moan of “ah,” and her labia would gush out hot love juice as I withdrew.

Fifteen minutes passed, and my penis was already three-quarters inserted, with the glans reaching the most delicate opening of my mother’s cervix.

With only a quarter of my penis still outside, I ambitiously wanted to insert the whole thing into my mother’s vagina. So I made up my mind and said to my mother, “Mom, I’m going to insert the rest of it too. Just bear with it!” Then I put my hands on the bed, pressed my whole body forward, and strained my abdomen.

With my efforts, my penis was almost completely inside. I saw that part of it was still outside, so without thinking, I pulled it out a little and then thrust it forward forcefully. This time, I opened my mother’s cervix and the head of my penis reached into my mother’s warm and tight uterus, pressing tightly against the tender flesh of her uterus.

“Smack!” A sound of flesh colliding against flesh rang out. With this sound, the mother’s pure womb, which had never been visited before, finally welcomed its first guest at this moment!

“Ah…” My mother and I cried out at the same time, but the difference was that I cried out with pleasure, while my mother cried out in pain because of the pain of cervical dilation. My mother’s beautiful legs in stockings were struggling, and her fleshy feet in silk stockings were kicking helplessly in the air.

“Behave yourself, you slutty feet, don’t you understand?” My mother’s struggles had the opposite effect; her stockinged legs rubbed against my neck, making me feel even more comfortable and excited.

As I thrust into my mother, I grabbed her silky feet that were fluttering wildly in the air and put them in my mouth, licking and biting them wildly in rhythm with my thrusts.

My big cock rubbed against my mother’s wet vagina, and with each thrust, warm, lustful fluid seeped from her, making a hissing sound as my penis pumped in and out.

“So fast… I can’t take it anymore!” My beautiful and noble mother kept moving her waist and boldly swaying her lower body to match the thrusting of my penis into her lower body. The desire hidden in my mother’s heart exploded with the stimulation of her body. At this moment, my mother only felt the intense thrusting pleasure from her lower body, which completely overwhelmed the sensations from her other senses. Her vision spun and a hot sensation swept through her body.

With a “smack!”, I slapped my mother’s plump buttocks hard with one hand, making a crisp slapping sound.

“Ah!” The sudden abuse caused the mother to let out an excited scream, and her physical pleasure intensified.

“Serves you right for pretending to be virtuous and chaste in front of me! Serves you right for pretending to be proper in front of me!” I shouted fiercely while slapping you. “Actually, you’re just a harlot.”

“I’m sorry,” the mother apologized, crying. “Mom was wrong, my good son, please forgive me.”

When I slapped my mother’s plump buttocks, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, I made it impossible for her to figure out the pattern and predict what she would suffer next. My mother involuntarily raised her buttocks to accept the slaps from her own son. The intense stimulation made her moans even more seductive. This beautiful policewoman in her thirties let out obscene moans under the abuse of her own son.

I didn’t let my mother off the hook, and continued to verbally humiliate her: “Now you know you were wrong? Weren’t you righteously rejecting me at the beginning?”

“Mom was wrong, please stop talking, ah, it’s so deep.”

“Mommy, look at your cunt, how honest it is! Look how tightly your cunt is gripping my big cock!”

I kept verbally humiliating my mother and started to increase the intensity of my thrusts, doing it to her over a hundred times with a rhythm of nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one: “But then again, Mom, your cunt is really small. Is it because Dad doesn’t play with you often, or is it because my big cock is too big?”

“Hmm…hmm…don’t say it, Mom, Mom can’t say it.”

“You don’t have to tell me, then I’ll stop,” I threatened again.

“Ah…ah…no, I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you, both, both are what my biological son said, ah…my biological son’s treasure is so big.”

“Mom, am I really your biological child?”

“Ah! Son, why do you ask that? You’re definitely your mother’s biological child.”

“So, son, I crawled out of your little hole, Mom. Now I’m back. Mom, are you feeling comfortable?”

Her snow-white breasts trembled incessantly, and her moans grew louder and louder as she said, “Yes, Mommy…it hurts…but feels good…oh…”

“Actually, Mom, when you were giving birth to me, I had already fucked you once. It’s just that I fucked you with my whole body that time, didn’t I?” My lewd words further aroused Mom, just to dig out the most lewd side of Mom’s heart.

The mother cried out frantically, “Yes…yes…Mom has already been fucked by you, already fucked by her own son. Mom’s little hole was born for her own son to play with. Please, play with it as much as you want, waah…waah!”

“Mom, look at yourself! You’re being fucked by your own son and you’re moaning like a slut. Even a prostitute wouldn’t be as wanton as you. Do you even deserve to be a mother? Do you still have the face to call yourself a mother?”

“I…I’m a terrible mother…” the mother responded with a sob tinged with shame, “I…I don’t deserve to be your mother, please forgive your despicable mother.”

I thrust harder a few more times, the slapping sounds from my lower abdomen and plump buttocks blending with the smacking sounds of my penis rubbing against her juices, creating a lewd symphony.

“Since you are no longer qualified to be my mother, what should you call me? Say it!” The pleasure in her abdomen eroded the mother’s will. She lost all shame. Now, all she wanted was to please her biological son so that his big cock could fuck her more fiercely. Her sobs were mixed with coquettishness. “Husband… you are my husband.”

“Haha!” I laughed triumphantly. I knew I had finally won over my mother’s heart. Now, my beautiful mother beneath me was completely mine. I knew that my once high and mighty mother had been completely reduced to my slave.

“You’ve ruined Mommy… Mommy’s finished…” Mommy sobbed.

“Mom won’t be finished, it’s just that from now on Mom belongs only to her son!” I fucked Mom hard, violently pounding into her clitoris. The light pink flesh of Mom’s vagina held a big cock that kept thrusting in and out. The lewd sexual intercourse between mother and son became more and more intense.

“Slap! Slap! Slap…” The sound of flesh violently colliding filled the entire room.

“Ah… um…” Ever since I entered my mother’s honey hole, her moans have never stopped.

As I attacked from both above and below, Mom’s breathing became rapid, and her already tight flower path contracted and squeezed even more noticeably.

“Mom, abandon your dignity… If it feels good, then scream loudly!”

“Mmm…ah…you’re going in so deep…ah…mmm…it feels so good…ah…” A series of moans came from the mouth of the well-educated and virtuous mother who was playing the role of a good wife and mother.

My mother’s black hair danced with the movements of her body. Suddenly, I felt a powerful, rotating contraction of the soft flesh inside her vagina around my penis. Her vaginal muscles gripped my penis like a pair of pincers. My mother trembled uncontrollably, her face flushed, as if a powerful electric current was passing through her naked body, traveling from her back to her head. Her face and body glowed with a seductive, alluring pink. Her round, pink buttocks involuntarily arched, as if responding to my movements. Her soft, snow-white hands wrapped around my shoulders, her fingers digging deep into the muscles of my back. She leaned back and offered her fragrant tongue, which intertwined with mine. My tongue was inside her mouth, and my mother sucked on it forcefully. My mother and I kissed passionately like lovers. I couldn’t resist the deep kiss of this beautiful and elegant woman and continued to thrust forcefully into my stunning mother’s honey pot.

“So good… Oh… Harder!”

The mother closed her eyes, biting her lip tightly, enduring and enjoying the boundless pleasure surging from within.

My mother’s moans and cries grew louder and louder, her body moving rhythmically in sync with my thrusts.

At the same time, my mother’s reaction force also acted on me, and before long, I was also drenched in sweat.

“So amazing…good son…give it to Mom…quick…” As the climax approached, the mother became incoherent.

But all of this came to an abrupt end without warning. The huge penis that had almost tormented him to death slid out of his mother’s vagina and never penetrated again.

“Don’t stop…don’t stop!” The mother, who was burning with desire, suddenly felt empty and her lower body was unbearably itchy.

“Won’t you beg me?” My devilish voice echoed in my ears again.

“Please…please…my good son…”

“What do you want from your son?” I asked deliberately.

“Please, my good son, come in quickly!”

“Where do we come in?”

“Please, my good son… my good son… your big cock, come in hard… fuck… fuck my… cunt…”

“Whose cunt is this?”

“Michelle… your biological mother… cunt… good son… fuck mother quickly… please… fuck mother’s cunt… play with mother’s cunt!” Once again, the mother abandoned all self-respect. Now, in front of her biological son, she only had the fate of being humiliated and abused. The most lewd and despicable words came out of her mouth, only asking her biological son to fuck her hard.

“Smack!” A heavy slap landed on Mom’s delicate foot, leaving a bright red mark.

“ah!”

“Let you be horny, let you be wanton, let you be a jerk!”

“Slap!” After saying that, another hard slap was delivered.

“Ah…ah.” The pain, mixed with the unbearable lust in her lower body, assaulted her mother all at once.

“Slap slap… slap slap.” I showed no mercy, slapping my mother’s delicate feet hard a dozen times with both hands.

“Ah…ah…ah…it hurts!” The mother was trembling from the beating, her words incoherent, her delicate feet curled up together.

This scene filled me with a strong sense of conquest, and just as my mother’s pain had not subsided, my penis started moving again without warning.

With the effects of the aphrodisiac, the intense thrusting and boundless pleasure surged like a tide. I entered the final sprint, the speed increasing, each powerful insertion seemingly carrying the force of a mountain being split open. The movements were so primal and savage, each thrust slamming hard into the depths of my mother’s flower core.

“So amazing…good son…I can’t take it anymore…Mom…I’m going to die…” The mother, who was already on the verge of collapse, could not withstand the sudden impact and collapsed instantly. Her weak arms could no longer support her heavy body, and she could only barely maintain her kneeling position by relying on her upper body.

Her fleshy feet were taut and straight, and the slutty flesh inside the mother-in-law writhed wildly with each thrust.

“Ah…no…I can’t take it anymore…I’m going to come…ah…” At this moment, my mother, who was already panting heavily, cried out and arched her body. A hot spring gushed from her flower core onto my glans.

I felt very excited and thought, “Mom’s body is so sensitive, she climaxed so quickly, it’ll be great from now on! Haha!” Thinking of this, I thrust even harder.

“Plop…plop…” The sounds of thrusting grew louder and louder.

In addition, my scrotum slammed against my mother’s buttocks again and again with each thrust, making a loud “slap slap” sound, which, combined with my mother’s moans and groans, stimulated my senses every moment.

After inserting it like that for half an hour, I pulled my entire penis out. “Ah… um?” My mother looked at me with a questioning expression on her flushed face, while her buttocks moved unsatisfiedly closer to my penis.

So I aimed my penis at my mother’s still-opening, honey-drenched vagina again and thrust it in, penetrating her entire honey hole once more.

“Ah…” From emptiness to fulfillment, Mom actually reached orgasm directly.

I want to gradually uncover the hidden lust within my mother’s body and let it bloom for me!

“You’re even sexier than the actresses in AVs! You really are a slutty mom! I’ll fuck you to death, you slutty mom!” I shouted at my mom while grabbing her big breasts and making piston-like movements.

“Fuck Mom to death…fuck Mom to death…ah…don’t stop…don’t stop…faster…like this…I’m going to die…ah!” Mom twisted her snow-white, fleshy buttocks, squeezing down on my big cock, so that Mom’s honey hole and my big cock could fit together more closely.

Sometimes I thrust like a pile driver, sometimes I sprinted like a motor, and sometimes I pumped in and out rhythmically, sometimes deeply, sometimes shallowly. My mother’s vagina seemed to be sucking at my penis as if it wanted to be a keepsake.

“Mmm…ah…mmm…so deep…ah…” My mother felt like she was in heaven. Lost in her lust, she could only respond to me with moans.

Every time I insert my penis, my mother’s labia minora retract and scrape against my glans, so that after each thrust, the glans and the uterine wall rub against each other intensely, making me feel both tight and pleasurable.

“Mmm…ah…mmm…mmm…” My mother’s soft moans sounded like melodious music to my ears.

“Slut… Mom, I’ll fuck you to death, I’ll fuck your big slutty cunt to death! I’ll torture your slutty feet to pieces!” Just as Mom was incoherently experiencing ecstasy, I was also about to reach my climax, experiencing the dual pleasure of physical and mental torture.

“Slap slap… slap slap!” With each thrust, my mother and I colliding repeatedly.

“Ah…ah…ah…” the mother cried out incoherently.

I was also on the verge of exploding, so I sped up and thrust into my mother’s honey hole with all my might, plunging in deeply to the bottom. My testicles collided with my mother’s fleshy buttocks with each thrust, and the piston-like motion of my big cock caused her labia majora to flip inside and out, splashing out the lustful fluids deep inside my horny mother.

I pressed my body against my mother’s, placed my hands under her armpits, and thrust my penis in and out of her vagina forcefully and rapidly, beginning my final sprint.

My mother wrapped her arms around my shoulders, her legs weakly clamped around my waist, her huge breasts were flattened by my pressure, and her buttocks swayed to make my penis thrust more efficiently.

“Clap clap clap clap…”

“Pfft… pfft…”

“Ah…no…I’m going to lose it again…ah…” Mom reached another climax during my final thrust.

“Ah!! Mom, I’m going to ejaculate again! I’ll shoot all my semen into your uterus! For my horny mom…” I could barely hold on, and I thrust wildly into my mother’s tender body, making my final sprint.

My mother’s cheeks flushed crimson from the penetration, her eyes half-closed, her red lips slightly parted, her whole body hot and weak, moaning repeatedly, panting heavily, her large, jade-like buttocks swaying and thrusting wildly, her uterus gripping and biting my penis. Suddenly, my mother’s beautiful body convulsed, all her muscles rapidly tightening. “Eee!” An unprecedented, wild cry and gasp escaped from her cherry-like mouth. My mother’s legs convulsed and spasmed, tightly clamping my waist and hips, then she shook her head wildly, her legs kicking wildly in the air, her vagina convulsing, a warm current surging from deep within her uterus to my glans, her body trembling uncontrollably.

“Ah…” My mother murmured softly and sweetly, like the heavenly sound of the Virgin Mary singing, which took me to heaven, to the highest peak of heaven!

I could no longer hold on. My back went numb, and my glans burned. I roared and frantically embraced my mother’s body, thrusting my penis deep into her vagina with all my might. My penis was fully inside her vagina, the glans pressing against her clitoris. In an instant, the hot, thick incestuous semen shot into my mother’s mature uterus.

The frenzied lovemaking ended, and Mom collapsed into my arms, her body trembling. My penis was still inside her vagina, and I could feel the aftershocks of her intense orgasm. Her lips were still opening and closing in pursuit of her prey, but Mom’s consciousness was already hazy. Unconsciously, she shamelessly wrapped her two long, slender legs tightly around my waist. No one could tell that this naked woman, with a face full of wantonness after being conquered by orgasm, was once a beautiful, pure, and noble policewoman, a mature and beautiful mother.

After reaching her climax, Mom was completely limp, her skin flushed a rosy red, her soft, warm body pressed tightly against mine. The blush on her face hadn’t faded, and her beautiful, tightly closed eyes trembled. I looked down at Mom in my arms, feeling immense satisfaction. I didn’t rush to pull out my penis, but gently kissed Mom in my arms, my hands roaming over her soft, white flesh, kneading and caressing her with abandon.

My mother felt a wave of pleasure coursing through her body. She didn’t feel her own son’s advances at all. She just lay quietly and obediently in my arms, moaning softly and smiling, savoring the lingering pleasure of her orgasm.

Watching my mother enjoy the incestuous climax, I thought: I’ve finally made this outwardly noble and dignified, inwardly charming and licentious, chaste and beautiful mature woman completely submit to me. Although at first I forced my beautiful mother to become my sex slave and bitch by drugging her with aphrodisiacs and constantly raping and training her, now I have conquered her both physically and mentally. My mother can never leave me. Now, even if I go home and see my father, I’m not afraid anymore, because my mother has forever submitted to me and can never leave my penis.

From that moment on, my relationship with my mother finally changed from that of a son raping his own mother to a forbidden incestuous relationship between mother and son. Now, if I want, I should be able to pin my mother down and fuck her wildly at any time, venting all my incestuous desires on her.

Even though my mother had tacitly accepted our physical relationship, she still tried to maintain her maternal authority during the incestuous act, though she herself didn’t know how long she could maintain that authority.

Moreover, every time I have sex with my mother, she only lets out alluring moans when I bring her to orgasm.

My mother’s behavior was far from what I wanted. I wanted her to completely let go and become a lewd mother slave who couldn’t live without my big cock. So I pulled out my penis with a “pop” and stood up.

The mother, who had been violently raped by her own son, lay supine on the bed, her snow-white breasts high and firm, her body covered in fragrant sweat. Her delicate vulva was slightly open below her smooth abdomen, a messy sight, with the surrounding pubic hair soaked in various fluids, appearing disheveled.

The two swollen, red labia were open, flowing with thick, milky-white fluid—the life-giving liquid I had just injected.

This beautiful sight was as alluring as a peach blossom, igniting my lust. I grabbed my mother’s long, white, silk-stockinged legs and pinned them behind her fragrant shoulders, then forcefully spread them apart. I ordered her to grab my ankles with her delicate hands. In this way, my mother was like a sex toy, displaying her tender flesh to her own son, inviting him to violate and defile her. My mother seemed to understand how lewd and arousing she was. Although her body had undergone years of physical training, this incredibly flexible and sexy body was being displayed in such a lewd position for the first time. This made her blushing face reveal an expectant expression.

At this moment, the mother’s lewd pose completely surpassed her previous paperclip-like folding posture.

Like an acrobat in a top-notch circus, her once curvaceous and slender body was now completely deformed: her long, slender, and smooth legs passed through her from behind and rested on her fragrant shoulders.

A pair of soft, lustrous lotus feet were placed on either side of her mother’s round, jade-like ears, framing her beautiful head. The small, tender white feet complemented her mother’s stunningly beautiful face. A pair of soft, jade-like arms were abruptly wedged in front of her own round, smooth thighs, her slender hands hanging limply at her sides. Her round, white, and tender buttocks were helplessly raised high, their height far exceeding that of her mother’s beautiful and sexy face, creating a strange and lewd pose where the sexy buttocks were high above and the beautiful face was low below.

In this incredibly lewd position, Mom’s slender waist and sexy, smooth buttocks were all suspended in mid-air, with her legs wrapped around her shoulders from behind. The entire weight of her delicate body was supported solely by her frail upper body.

At that moment, it was as if my mother wanted to present her most private and tender vulva to my face so that I could see it clearly!

Her plump, round buttocks were almost level with my head, and her mysterious, tender vulva was only a hair’s breadth away from my wicked mouth.

I gazed at the beautiful fleshy toy in front of me with an incredibly lewd look, like a victor in war inspecting his spoils.

My mother made me incredibly shy, my cheeks flushed, and my alluring body trembled slightly, yet I was unable to move because of this incredibly lewd and bizarre pose.

Satisfied, I lay on this alluring flesh, riding this lewd, seductive toy and fucking it.

At this moment, my upper body was pressed low on my mother’s fair and full breasts, my big mouth was kissing my mother’s bright red lips, my mouth was holding my mother’s soft and fragrant tongue, my hands were playing with my mother’s crystal clear and tender breasts, my fleshy buttocks were sitting on my mother’s plump and elastic buttocks, and I was easily and comfortably fucking my mother’s plump and tender little hole, my entire lower body was lifted high by my mother’s sexy fleshy buttocks.

It felt like my mother was deliberately lifting her sexy, fleshy buttocks high and placing them between my legs so that I could easily fuck her.

I had already figured out my mother’s repressed lust and unfulfilled desires because of my father’s neglect. All I was doing now was to gradually get this beautiful mature mother under my control. And seeing my mother’s dazed and confused expression, I knew I was close to success!

As I felt my mother’s tender vulva begin to spasm slightly, I pulled out my penis again, lifted myself up, and gently rubbed it against my mother’s bright red clitoris between her mysterious vulva, while my hands caressed my mother’s plump, smooth, and sexy buttocks.

This time, I’m going to take it a step further, completely conquer my mother, make her completely tame me, turn her into my sex slave, and eventually make her my pet dog, whom I can vent my frustrations on and play with at will every day.

If successful, then my beautiful mother will become my personal sex slave, bitch, semen toilet, sex toy, flesh cushion, human vase, or even a toilet for excretion.

I will carry out all the most evil and darkest ideas I can think of on my mother.

I will use the most vulgar, obscene, and humiliating methods to enjoy my mother and play with my father’s beloved wife. From now on, I will replace my father and live a sexually blissful life with my beautiful and charming mother, and I can vent my lust on my mother’s sexy and charming body every day!

Thinking about this, I couldn’t help but feel my blood boil.

As the penis withdrew from the tender vagina, the mother’s body once again fell into an infinite emptiness.

The wanton, tender flesh of her vulva spoke of its hunger, like a crying infant whose bottle had been snatched away.

The thick, hot penis of the biological son is like a milk bottle for the baby in the mother’s tender vagina, hoping to suckle the glans and extract a lot of semen from the penis so that the baby’s belly—the mother’s delicate uterus—is full and saturated.