Chapter 68

Having experienced the painful ordeal of being cruelly tormented by desire, the mother never wanted to feel the emptiness of being consumed by lust but unable to release it again; that kind of torment and torture could truly drive a person to the brink of collapse.

So the mother quickly and obediently swayed her sexy, fleshy buttocks towards her own son and said in a coquettish voice, “Bad son… dear husband… um… please hurry up and insert it into my cunt… I’m being tortured to the point of going crazy… please have pity on me… please… dear son husband… ooh!”

Mother’s voice became incredibly seductive and alluring, captivating and enchanting, like a lonely woman in her boudoir, desperately yearning for more.

I grinned lewdly at my mother and said, “Mom, you slut! It’s not hard for me to fuck you, Mom. Just say one more word to me, and I’ll fuck you until you’re in heaven!”

“Mmm…bad son…whatever you want Mom to say…Mom will do as you say…son, husband…Mom begs you…Mom can’t take it anymore…Mom wants your penis…ooh!” Mom twisted her body, her lustful face flushed with desire, her eyes glazed over. She stuck out her little tongue and kept licking her dry red lips, which were parched from the torment of lust, and said in a seductive voice.

“From now on, I want you to be my sex slave, Mom! I can vent my desires at will! Mom, you have to call me master! You have to do whatever I want, Mom, and obey my summons at any time! Mom, are you willing?” I said slowly and triumphantly, completely unconcerned that my mother was suffering from the torment of lust and how much she was burning with desire.

“Didn’t we agree that Mom would be your woman?… Son, husband… Mom will be your woman, okay?… I… I am, after all, your biological mother…” The usually sexy and elegant mother remained silent for a long time, her desires and morality struggling within her.

The inability to achieve orgasm for an extended period has rendered the mother unable to think rationally.

The biological son gradually closes in, and his increasingly intense “training” is like boiling a frog in lukewarm water, drawing the mother in without her realizing it. By the time she realizes the danger, she is already trapped.

“You can call your son ‘husband’ now! Why can’t you be a sex slave mom! You slutty mom! If you want your own son’s big cock, then behave yourself!” I viciously crushed my mother’s last shred of dignity.

“Making Mommy your sex…sex slave…is really…too much…waaaah…” The mother realized that she had indeed submitted and called her own son “husband.” Although she had completely abandoned morality and restraint, her son’s shameless behavior of forcing her to be his sex slave still brought tears of shame to her eyes.

“Mom, from now on you’re just my plaything. Whether you’re a woman or a sex slave mom, it’s just me fucking you. What difference does it make? This sex slave mom identity is just to make it easier for you to unleash your true nature. Mom, will you agree or not? If you don’t agree, I’ll take my dick away!” I coerced my mother while enticing her to accept the new identity I had set for her. I believed this was a necessary step in training my mother.

“Waaah…no…don’t pull it out…waaah…Mommy is…I’m your sex…sex slave mommy…Master, Master! Please, Master, quickly bestow your big cock upon your sex slave mommy, please, Master! Waaah…” At this moment, the urgent need to release desire had already overwhelmed Mommy’s mind. In order to reach the ultimate climax, Mommy no longer cared about morality or shame. Instantly, the last psychological defense line deep in her heart completely collapsed. In fact, there was even a faint yearning in Mommy’s subconscious, anticipating the pleasure of being completely trampled and humiliated by her own son after becoming a sex slave mommy.

“Mom has finally agreed to be my sex slave mom. Please put this on first.” I lewdly pulled out a dog collar, then gently lifted Mom’s head, gesturing for her to put it on herself.

“Ugh…” Mom’s pretty face turned bright red from the shame, but I touched her already played-with flesh hole. The intense stimulation made Mom’s whole body go limp in my arms, her almond eyes blurry.

“Put it on! If Mom wears this, I’ll reward you handsomely~” I tempted my mother in her ear.

After a long silence, the mother let out a pitiful cry. She lowered her head, her blank gaze gradually shifting to the erotic device in front of her. Two lines of humiliating tears streamed down her beautiful cheeks.

I completely found my mother’s weakness and broke through her psychological defenses.

Finally, Mom tremblingly reached out and took the necklace, then placed it on her delicate neck with tears in her eyes. With a soft click, the necklace was slipped around her neck, the black necklace standing out against her fair skin.

I took out a chain I had prepared and fastened it to the collar around my mother’s neck. Before she could object, it was put on.

“Waaah…” My mother, whose neck was chained by a dog, silently shed two lines of clear tears. She knelt on the ground, naked, waiting for my next move. Tears streamed down her face as they fell into her semen-stained high heels.

(I’m finished… completely finished… I’m now my son’s sex slave… I’ll never have the dignity of being a mother again…)

“Alright, Mom, that’s right. From now on, you’ll be my sex slave mom, my exclusive sex slave mom. Next, Mom, dress up nicely, and we’ll go hold the sex slave mom’s recognition ceremony. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you experience pleasure you’ve never felt before! Hahaha…” I laughed loudly and lewdly. The beautiful policewoman mom had already succumbed to my threats. The next step was to figure out how to train her into a lewd sex slave so that she could be further trained. Mom finally succumbed to lust.

“Alright, my naughty mom, it’s time for class,” I said.

“Attend class?”

“Of course I have to take classes, otherwise how can I train you to be my sex slave? I believe that soon I will train you to be the most lewd sex slave, ha…” I laughed.

Then he pulled the chain hard: “Mommy dog, get on first!”

The mother sat on the ground, hesitant, but when she thought of her own son’s ruthless and cold-blooded humiliation and her current situation, she felt a chill in her heart. So she put her hands on the ground, lifted her buttocks, and began to crawl step by step.

I led my mother on a leash like I was walking a dog, and although she had to crawl under my threats, she gradually got used to crawling on the ground like a dog, and a strange feeling began to arise in her heart.

She had been cursing him as a beast at the beginning, but now she was letting her own son humiliate her without any resistance.

This contradictory situation made the mother feel like she was truly a slutty bitch.

My mother felt her primal lust being gradually awakened by my humiliation, which was now eroding her last psychological defenses. She didn’t know what she would become, and could only humiliatingly obey her own son’s orders.

My mother’s humiliated and pitiful appearance gave me immense pleasure. I took out a pair of black sheer pantyhose with a cutout at the crotch. My mother, with tears of shame still on her face, immediately blushed and became hot. But she still put them on with a mixture of shame and humiliation.

My long-coveted beautiful mother finally succumbed step by step to the lustful trap I had meticulously planned. The tight-fitting, sexy black stockings covered the policewoman mother’s slender waist, and her curvaceous buttocks and full, long thighs were made even more sexy by the black stockings. At her alluring crotch, an arched crotch completely exposed her pubic hair and fair, smooth vulva.

Then I used a bright red clitoral tape decorated with small bows to stick to the crevice of my mother’s vulva, which was exposed by her black stockings. Then I picked up a pen and wrote seven words on it: “Son’s semen enters the mouth.” My mother felt her body burning with heat and fever. She knew how slutty and promiscuous she looked, but having been raped and subdued, she could only succumb to her own son’s lust.

Then I used a bright red gift bandage, symbolizing a mature mother, to bind my mother’s F-cup breasts, tying a large bow in the center of her chest. I wrote “Sex Slave Mother Ribbon Cutting Ceremony” on the bandage. The bandage was deeply embedded in my mother’s beautiful breasts, wrapping her two delicate nipples within it. The flesh above and below the bandage was overflowing, as if it was about to burst the red ribbon binding it at any moment. My mother’s mature and exquisite body was like a gift, carefully decorated, and presented to its future master—her son.

I smiled with satisfaction, then set up four standing cameras and pointed them all at my mother in the center of the room. I explained to her, “These cameras will record your sex slave ceremony. I will make it into a disc that can only be watched on a DVD player connected to a TV. As long as you behave, you don’t have to worry about it being leaked.”

I adjusted the angle between my mother and the camera, smoothed the stray strands of hair that had just fallen from her head, took out the sex slave mother’s recognition contract that I had prepared beforehand, and said to my mother, “Now we begin the sex slave mother’s recognition ceremony. Mom, read this quickly.”

(I…I’m losing my dignity and composure as a biological mother…but the feeling of being completely controlled by my own son…it’s so strange…so shameful…)

As the mother and son interacted physically and emotionally, the mother suddenly trembled in front of her son, then blushed and dared not look at him.

Suppressing the urge to tear the shameful piece of paper to shreds, the mother slowly read its contents: “My name is Michelle, thirty-five years old, F-cup, sexual experience with two men, one childbirth. Today is the first day that I, the mother, acknowledge my biological son as my master. I, the sex slave mother, hereby swear: I, Michelle, from this day forward, become my biological son’s sex slave. My son, my master, may give me any orders, and I, the sex slave mother, will obey them; I, the sex slave mother, must obey my son, my master’s orders at all times to satisfy his sexual needs; I, the sex slave mother, may not have any sexual release or reach orgasm without my son, my master’s permission; my son, my master, may ejaculate into my uterus at any time; my son, my master, may make me, the sex slave mother, pregnant, and even give birth to children; once I, the sex slave mother, sign this agreement, I may never go back on my word. If I, the sex slave mother, go back on my word, my son, my master may publish my lewd videos and photos. Please accept me, my son, my master.”

The mother’s voice grew softer and softer as she read, and her face grew increasingly red, because as she read, some lewd scenes from the contract inevitably appeared in her mind.

Then I ordered my mother to spread her legs, revealing her swollen vulva. I then applied red ink to her vulva and ordered her to imprint her genitals on the signature area. My mother blushed, both ashamed and angry, but in the end she succumbed to my lewd power and obediently sat down in front of the certificate with her legs spread apart. She imprinted the shape of her genitals on that sinful sex slave contract. The labia were clearly visible. My mother’s beautiful labia majora and minora, her delicate and cute clitoris, her small urethral opening, and her mysterious vaginal opening were all clearly imprinted on the two certificates. After doing all this, my mother seemed to have used up her last bit of strength. Her body went limp, and she collapsed onto the bed.

“Tsk! Mom’s pussy is really beautifully shaped!” I picked up the certificate, smiled smugly, carefully put away this sex slave certificate, and then spoke to my mother, who was slumped on the ground naked, “From now on, Mom, you are my sex slave. From now on, I am your master. Do you understand?”

“I understand…” Mom said softly, lowering her head in shame and letting her long hair fall down to cover her face.

“You slutty mom!” I kicked my mom to the ground. “Who can hear you with such a soft voice? You need to say it loudly, ‘Understood, son, master!’ Say it again, you bitch!” I sounded like a slave owner.

“Understood, son, master.” The mother slowly propped herself up and said, her voice choked with humiliation. Her strength had recovered somewhat. As a female detective, the mother was fully capable of easily subduing her own son, but she was now voluntarily calling him “master,” which made her feel utterly ashamed.

(I have no choice but to go along with my son… I have no other option…)

With this decision in mind, the mother knew she could never escape her own son’s grasp in this lifetime, and she had no idea what fate awaited her in the end…

“That’s right, that’s what a good, obedient sex slave should be like. Since you’ve willingly become my sex slave, from tonight onwards you’re just a sex toy for your master to play with, and you must obey all of your master’s orders. Mom, don’t you agree?”

“Yes… Master son… Mom is your sex slave now… But… but please…” Mom blushed and pleaded, “Please… don’t let Mom get pregnant… Your father isn’t home… If word gets out that Mom is pregnant… it will be the talk of the town… Everyone will know that Mom, the female detective captain, has cheated on her husband… Then Mom will be too ashamed to face anyone…”

“You dare talk back, you sex slave mom! Talk back again! Mom, don’t even mention getting pregnant! I’ll even post the video of you getting pregnant by your own son!” I said viciously, and Mom’s pretty face turned pale.

(This beastly son… he’s so perverted… making his own mother… make such a lewd promise… and still insisting on making his bastard child pregnant… Oh well… I’m hopeless… I can only be his sex slave for the rest of my life… Waaah…)

“Then, you lowly sex slave mother, come and receive your son’s master’s punishment!”

“punish?”

“That’s right, you dared to oppose your son’s master’s decision just now, shouldn’t you be punished now!” I said authoritatively, while rubbing my neck where my mother had choked me not long ago: “Come here! Quickly!”

My mother crawled up to me, her expression a mixture of sorrow, shame, and tears, wondering what new tricks her own son would use to torment her this time.

I didn’t give my mother a chance to think any further. I led her, who was still wearing the collar, to the black high heels. These high heels had been on my mother’s small, sexy feet before. During the process of my mother being raped and inseminated, they were covered with the semen from our sexual intercourse. I continued to instruct my mother: “Alright, sex slave mother, put these high heels on for me.”

Realizing what was about to happen, Mom blushed with shame, but she had no choice but to obediently lift her beautiful black-stockinged feet and gently step into the semen. The slippery feeling almost made her tremble and fall to the ground. With amusement, I led the crying sex slave Mom around the wooden house. Mom couldn’t walk fast at all in her slippery semen-soaked high heels. She was likely to fall on any slightly smooth surface. The strange sense of shame caused her vagina, which I had violated and trained, to continuously leak love juice, which mixed with the semen I had previously poured into her. The juice flowed down her long thighs into her high heels and finally spilled all over the ground.

“Hehe, I forgot to tell the slutty mother that from now on, unless her son master allows it or gives special instructions, mother has no right to walk upright. Quickly kneel down to her son master.”

“This…” Although my mother had agreed to be my sex slave and mother, she was not about to kneel down willingly. Her expression flickered with hesitation and resistance.

“Just kneel when I tell you to, stop arguing, are you asking for a beating?” My authoritative voice rang out again.

With a thud, the mother’s knees fell to the ground, and the son’s voice seemed to possess some kind of irresistible magic.

Although my mother was somewhat resistant, her body compelled her to carry out my commands involuntarily.

At this moment, Mom’s heart was racing, her face was flushed and burning, and she lowered her head in shame, like a female dog, kneeling on the ground and supporting her naked body.

Her plump, shapely buttocks were raised high, her fair, large breasts and tender vulva were perfectly exposed to the air, and her ravaged vulva and cunt were still flowing with cloudy semen and vaginal fluid.

“Mommy’s been leaking so much juices, she must be really horny! I’ll give her a little boost!” I calmly took out a vibrator, evenly coated it with a potent aphrodisiac, and then easily inserted it into Mommy’s pink, exposed vulva.

“Crawl over here, you slutty mom, crawl to your son’s master’s feet!” I didn’t turn on the vibrator.

The mother crawled on the smooth wooden floor, using both her hands and feet, like a female dog. Her pair of white, large breasts hung down naturally, swaying back and forth with the rhythm of her crawling, and her two crystal-clear nipples dangled precariously.

Because of the vibrating egg inserted in her genitals, the mother was forced to clench her genitals, making her crawling posture extremely unnatural.

“So slutty, you wanton slut! Your big tits are swaying wantonly, your horny ass is swaying back and forth, and your cunt is constantly dripping with horny juices! You’re practically begging your son to keep fucking you!”

The mother was enduring multiple forms of mental torment as she heard her own son’s heartless and vulgar mockery. She wished she could disappear into the ground, and the short distance of just a few meters seemed to stretch on forever.

The mother’s mind went blank. After a long while, she began to hate herself more than she hated the son who had raped her.

She hated herself for carrying out her own son’s perverted orders, hated herself for being so shameless, like a female dog, submitting to her own son, accepting his brutal and tyrannical rule, and gradually experiencing new pleasure in his actions.

“Mommy, slow down, speed things up!” I kept giving orders.

As if summoned, the desires deep within her heart seemed to be stirring again. The forced humiliation gave the mother an unprecedentedly complex feeling: grief, indignation, shame, and even a hint of excitement.

Finally, it shakily and tremblingly crawled to my feet.

“You horny mom, look at yourself. What’s the difference between you and a horny bitch?” I grabbed my mom’s chin and forced her to lift her head.

The mother blushed, biting her lip, unsure how to answer.

“From now on, Mom is my lowly, promiscuous bitch, do you understand?” I said, each word like a pearl, striking at Mom’s increasingly fragile heart.

“I…I…you clearly…said you would…love Mom…how could you do this…it’s too much…” Mom struggled to turn her face away, her heart in turmoil.

From any perspective, a mother could never utter such lewd words. The word “bitch” implies submission and the complete lack of dignity.

“This is a necessary procedure after the slutty mom agrees to be her son’s woman! Isn’t the slutty mom enjoying it too? She’s leaking so much juice! Okay! Mom, hurry up and tell me!” I sternly reprimanded my mother.

Deep within her heart, a stormy sea of ​​emotions surged.

The mother sadly discovered that the invasion of desire was growing stronger every day, and that she was getting stimulation and pleasure from this perverse humiliation and abuse that she had never experienced before.

My commands just now, though seemingly casual, were actually like heavy hammers, constantly breaking through the gates of reason.

(Could it be that I am truly a lewd and depraved mother… only experiencing excitement and pleasure from being constantly humiliated and violated by my own son?)

The mother couldn’t help but recall those unbearable scenes from the past:

First, she was tied to the bed by her own son and licked and kissed; then she was ruthlessly and brutally raped by her own son; then her uterus was mercilessly opened and filled with semen; then she was stimulated and played with by aphrodisiacs and her uterus was washed… Every part of her body, her skin, her vagina, her uterus, her breasts, and her jade feet became a tool for her own son to vent his lust.

The taste for humiliation intensified, and her genitals became increasingly sensitive. The pleasure and excitement the mother experienced during the humiliation continued to increase, because the reactions from the deepest part of her body would not lie to her.

The concept of sex slavery and lewd behavior are quietly consuming everything about the mother, both physically and emotionally.

(No way! As a mother, to be reduced to a bitch at the feet of my own son—is there anything more humiliating in the world?)

(My husband is still on the other side of the ocean, working hard for this family. How could he do such a thing… Michelle… you can’t…)

The mother, with her remaining rationality, was still making a final attempt to salvage the situation.

“You naughty mom, are you dawdling and trying to rebel again? Don’t forget, Mom, there’s no turning back now!” It was as if one could see the policewoman mom’s inner struggle and hesitation becoming even more intense.

I suddenly turned on the vibrator, and it vibrated continuously on my mother’s disheveled vulva.

The vibrating egg, coated with a potent aphrodisiac, relentlessly ravaged the delicate vaginal walls, the tingling, itchy stimulation sending shivers down the mother’s sensitive clitoris. Her two pink labia majora trembled and parted slightly, the moist, swollen clitoris dripping with nectar.

(No, the desire is getting stronger and stronger, I can’t control it anymore…)

The mother’s lust intensified, and she clenched her legs tightly. The vibrating egg trampled on her cunt, just as her own son trampled on her soul, her body, her everything.

“What are you pretending for, you slutty mom? My body has been horny and aroused for ages. You still want to be a dignified and elegant policewoman? Wrong! You’re my bitch now, a slutty and shameless bitch. Being trained by me makes me excited, being fucked by me makes me happy. Don’t you think so, slutty mom?” I turned the vibrator to the highest setting, and it thrashed wildly like a drill, as if trying to drill deep into my mom’s cunt.

“Ah…no…” Pleasure mixed with pain surged again, the tide of desire was unstoppable, the combined attack of desire from within and without made the mother’s face flush red and her breathing quicken rapidly.

(I’m so sorry, honey, please forgive me…)

“Mom…is…a…bitch…” Mom’s voice was as soft as a mosquito’s buzz as she uttered those four words.

“What are you saying, you naughty mom? I can’t hear you, son!” I pressed my advantage.

“Mom is a bitch…” Mom’s voice was still very soft, but I could hear it clearly. After she finished speaking, Mom’s face turned as red as a ripe red apple in autumn, and she buried her head deeply.

“Hahahaha, you slutty mom, you bitch policewoman, weren’t you so dignified before? I thought there was even more training waiting for you, but I didn’t expect you to break down so quickly!” I laughed wildly. At this moment, my heart was about to jump out of my chest. My noble and beautiful mom had actually knelt down at my feet and admitted that she was a bitch. I felt an indescribable excitement.

“Policewoman bitch mom, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and lick your son’s cock!” I turned off the vibrator that was ravaging my mom’s cunt and rubbed my semen-covered cock against her mouth.

The pleasure from being violated in her vagina came to an abrupt end, and the mother felt a sense of emptiness. Before she could fully recover, a large penis covered in semen appeared in front of her.

Forced by my tyranny and her own desires, my mother sighed helplessly.

She gently gathered her disheveled hair, adjusted her breathing, suppressed her fading desire, and held my semen-covered penis in her slender hands. She stuck out her tongue and began to lick the semen from the glans. The fishy smell of male semen entered her mother’s mouth, and humiliated tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

“Mommy, does your master’s big cock taste good?”

“It’s…delicious…” Mom replied with difficulty.

What tastes good?

“Big cock…delicious…”

Whose big dick tastes the best?

“My son’s master’s… big cock is delicious…” As she said this, the mother’s pretty face was almost flushed with shame. She had no idea how she could say such humiliating and lewd words.

“Good! Good girl, open your mouth and stick out your tongue, just like a female dog!”

Mom had no choice but to open her cherry-like mouth and stick her tongue out.

“Lick the middle of the glans!” I placed the glans on my mother’s sticking-out tongue.

My mother had no choice but to stick out her tongue and reluctantly lick my penis.

“Hey Mom, open up wider!” I was clearly not satisfied with my mom’s reserved demeanor.

My mother was forced to open her mouth wide, her tongue constantly sucking on my big cock, in an extremely lewd posture.

Such a sensual and lewd scene made my penis even harder.

“Hahaha, the bitch mom’s oral sex skills are getting better and better! Not bad, not bad, give the slutty mom a little reward.” After I finished speaking, I turned on the vibrator again.

The mother was completely absorbed in sucking her own son’s big cock, forgetting all about the lustful fluids flowing from her cunt. Suddenly, the vibrating egg started up again, frantically ravaging her delicate honey hole. Pleasure once again took over the mother’s heart. The mother panted and lay down, her lustful fluids flowing down her constantly clenched, snow-white thighs.

“Mommy has already entered the role of a slutty mother. Let me strike while the iron is hot and train Mommy into a qualified slutty sex slave as soon as possible!” I didn’t shy away from my mother at all. Instead, I looked at her with a triumphant and mocking attitude.

From any perspective, Mom was a complete loser in this game. Faced with my sharp gaze, Mom lowered her head in shame.

“This is the real reward!” I cupped my mother’s face in my hands, stuck out my tongue, and licked her lips and cheeks.

The mother obediently closed her eyes, seemingly enjoying the warmth that followed the humiliation.

I could clearly feel that my mother’s ears were turning red and her breathing was gradually getting faster.

Actually, I wasn’t wrong. My mother is indeed a slut now, and she can easily succumb to desire.

I pried open my mother’s mouth, opened my own mouth, and passionately intertwined my tongue with hers, exchanging saliva.

My mother’s little mouth is still so sweet, and it hasn’t changed at all since she licked my big cock.

“Mommy, your son loves your slutty, wanton look!” After the passionate kiss, I whispered tenderly in my mother’s ear, and her face flushed again.

I reached out and grabbed the collar around my mother’s neck, roughly lifted her off the ground, and dragged her into the room to a hanging iron chain with an iron hook at the end.

I first took out a bundle of white cotton rope, wrapped it tightly around my mother’s wrists several times, and then tied a knot. In this way, my mother’s hands were firmly bound together. My mother did not struggle, but just looked at me quietly.

Immediately afterwards, I raised my mother’s hands high and hung the knots tied around her wrists on the hooks of the hanging iron chain.

Then, I took out a black gag and brought it close to my mother’s mouth.

When Mom saw the gag, her eyes widened instantly. She shook her head frantically, pleading, “Please don’t… You promised you’d treat Mom well, boohoo…”

“Mom needs to study hard!” I reached out and pinched Mom’s smooth chin, applying a little force, forcing Mom to open her mouth wide.

Then I took the opportunity to stuff the black gag into my mother’s mouth.

“Waaaaah…”

With her mouth gagged, the mother could only make helpless sobbing sounds.

Next, I didn’t let my mother off the hook. First, I tied the iron chain around the base of her breasts twice. Her already large breasts became even more prominent under the pressure of the chain, trembling and full of visual impact.

Then the chain wrapped around the mother’s slender waist from behind and went around to the front, where it met at her delicate navel and tied a knot, with the knot sinking into the small indentation at the navel.

The chains continued to bind downwards, wrapping around the mother’s back again, until the last two chains merged into one and passed between the mother’s legs.

I tied a knot in the part of the chain that went under my crotch, and then, gripping the chain, I pulled it upwards with all my might.

“Waaaaah!!”

The knot was firmly embedded in the mother’s soft vagina, giving her intense stimulation. Her little mouth, gagged, could only let out muffled moans, and a little bit of clear, sweet saliva overflowed from the opening of the gag.

I used a lot of force, and my mother could only thrust her hips forward with all her might, using her black-stockinged little feet to try to relieve the stimulation of the knot that was deeply embedded in her vagina.

“Waaaaah!! Mmm! Waaah!!”

The mother’s moans, which were being muffled, suddenly became more intense. Saliva sprayed directly from the hole in the gag, splattering everywhere as she shook her head wildly. Strands of fragrant saliva slowly flowed down her long, fair neck, making her look even more lewd and depraved.

It turned out that my hand holding the iron chain was tightening and loosening, and the knot inside my mother’s vagina was rubbing and squeezing against her sensitive vagina with my movements.

Through the mother’s own efforts to lift her hips, which were covered by black stockings, one could see the rope knot rapidly rubbing in and out between her two plump labia. Each time, it brought out a large amount of vaginal fluid, which even pierced through the black stockings, spraying out, soaking the cotton rope, and dripping onto the ground, forming a small lake of vaginal fluid.

The mother’s small, black-stockinged feet, which were tiptoeing, trembled incessantly as if they were having a spasm. Her ten crystal-clear feet sometimes exerted force and sometimes curled up on the ground, leaving chaotic traces on the ground. One could imagine how intense the stimulation the mother was undergoing at that moment was.

“Waaaaah!!”

Finally, Mom was stimulated to the point of climax. Her head suddenly tilted back forcefully, and the saliva she spat out drew a curve in the air.

Like a tap that couldn’t be turned off, large streams of lustful fluid slid down her black-stockinged legs, staining them with dark watermarks.

“Mom, wow, you’re really good at spouting nonsense.”

I reached out and touched my mother’s soaked crotch.

“Uh-huh……”

My mother was powerless to respond to my flippant remarks at that moment.

Even the faint moans escaping from my mother’s lips sounded like she was enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm and my teasing.

When I tried to pull my hand away, my mother unconsciously moved her crotch, chasing after my hand like a magnet.

“Mom, can’t you hold back anymore?”

Looking at my mother’s lewd posture, I patted the inside of her thigh with satisfaction, which aroused her to moan “Mmm”.

However, I did not continue to do as my mother wished. I first tied the iron chain that went under my mother’s crotch, then took out another iron chain and tied it around one of my mother’s thighs. Then I tightened the chain to lift my mother’s thigh up, and finally hung the other end of the chain on the hook above my mother’s head.

At this moment, the mother’s posture is with both hands raised above her head, and the white cotton rope and black bodysuit make her alluring figure even more stunning.

The mother struggled to stand on her tiptoes with her left foot, her small black-stockinged foot tapping the ground with all her might, while her right leg was pulled high up.

In this position, the mother’s wet and juicy vulva is fully exposed.

The mother was clearly aware of how lewd her current position was, and struggled uneasily, but could only let the knot of rope inside her pussy stimulate her tender flesh, and couldn’t help but make tempting “mmm ahh” sounds.

Next, I took out two bells with clips attached. As my mother struggled and twisted, I clipped the two bells onto her nipples.

A pair of nipple clamps were attached to the mother’s two delicate nipples. Whenever the mother moved slightly, the two small bells under the nipple clamps would make a crisp tinkling sound, making the mother clearly aware of how lewd she was at that moment.

Then I tore open the black stockings around my mother’s crotch. The moment I tore them open, a large amount of vaginal fluid splashed onto the ground. I took out a few clips, pulled open my mother’s labia, and clipped them onto her.

Such humiliation caused the mother to tremble and struggle uncontrollably, sobbing incoherently.

But I remained unmoved and took two more fishing lines, tied them to the clips that were holding my mother’s labia, and pulled them apart to both sides, securing them to the inside of my mother’s thighs with strong tape.

In this way, the mother’s labia were humiliatingly torn open, like a blooming flower.

The clitoris in the middle protruded like a flower stamen. Finally, I reached out and touched my mother’s delicate clitoris. As soon as I touched it, my mother’s whole body stiffened, her buttocks lifted up forcefully, and her buttocks began to sway.

As I mercilessly clamped that tiny clitoris with the same clips, Mom’s back suddenly arched, her mouth opened wide but no sound came out. Two seconds later, she fell back down heavily, and a fierce scream rang out: “No…”

After clamping the clitoris, I threaded fishing line onto the clamp. I pulled the fishing line hard, and the intense itching and pain from the clitoris made my mother cry and curse uncontrollably. The camera faithfully recorded the scene of my mother’s naked body bouncing like a live fish on the restraint chair. Throughout the entire process, my mother’s labia were always blooming like flowers in the center of the frame, and the clamp on the clitoris was shaking rhythmically—that was me humming and tapping the rhythm while pulling the fishing line.

After filming for twenty minutes, taking close-ups from all directions, my mother’s vulva had become incredibly erotic. I removed the clips, put my mouth to it, and licked and sucked my mother’s juicy vulva, making smacking sounds as if I were savoring a rare delicacy.

As I licked her, her body trembled slightly, and she kept uttering moans that sounded like a mixture of shame and pleasure.

After licking for a while, using the lubrication from my mother’s overflowing vaginal fluid, I spread her thighs into an M shape and slowly inserted the electric vibrator into her vagina. With each insertion, her body would twitch, making her moan and groan… “Mmm… mmm… oh… ah…”

I wasn’t idle either; I kept grabbing and playing with my mother’s breasts, gently pinching and playing with her nipples with my fingers.

At this point, my spot checks became faster and faster, and I squeezed and pinched my mother’s breasts and nipples harder and harder.

The mother’s lower body kept moving up and down, and her vaginal fluids flowed all over the bed. At this time, the mother’s moans became louder and more rhythmic.

“Oh…oh…oh…oh…oh…oh…”

She climaxed! Mom climaxed! She climaxed while her nipples and vagina were being tortured!

Then I inserted the electric massager all the way into my mother’s vagina and secured it with the iron chain between her legs.

“Mmm…”

The empty cavity between her legs was filled, and Mom let out a long, satisfied sigh. But at that moment, Mom had no idea what terrible hell of lust was about to confront her.

I brought out an aphrodisiac ointment, which was covered with foreign writing.

Although I couldn’t understand what it was, I knew from the naked mother with a lewd expression drawn on it that it was definitely not a good thing. The slut posing on the ointment seemed to foreshadow the mother’s fate.

I squeezed out most of the tube of ointment, and the white ointment almost covered my entire palm.

Then I covered my mother’s vulva with my palm and kneaded it vigorously, making sure the ointment was fully applied to her vulva. Every now and then I would insert my fingers, which were covered with white ointment, into my mother’s dripping vagina and stir them around inside her vagina, ignoring my mother’s excited moans, and spread the ointment all over the inner wall of her vagina.

Soon, it seemed the drug was taking effect. The mother’s moans became more intense, and her bound body swayed violently back and forth, like a fish washed ashore, thrashing and struggling on the verge of suffocation. The two breast bells on her chest jingled loudly as her large breasts bounced up and down.

I led my mother to crawl on the ground, her large, white breasts drooping almost to the ground under the influence of gravity. Each of her two erect, pink nipples was clamped with a nipple clamp, and a small bell hung from the bottom of the clamp.

As the mother crawled, her large, fleshy breasts swayed from side to side, and the hanging bells made a lewd “ding-ding-dang-dang” sound.

Mom’s plump, upturned buttocks remained raised high, swaying lasciviously as she crawled, her vulva constantly overflowing with lustful fluids that flowed down her thighs, wetting the ground and leaving a trail of water where she had crawled.

Mom’s pink and tender vulva opened and closed, like a budding flower inviting others to explore it deeply.

Her mother’s face was filled with a decadent, lewd allure; her half-closed eyes were captivating and mesmerizing.

A black gag was held in her cherry-like mouth, and clear, fragrant saliva gushed out of her mouth, dripping onto the ground or sliding down her long, fair neck.

Gradually, the mother began to experience a strange kind of pleasure from this humiliating experience, as if becoming a slutty mother was not an unacceptable thing.

Becoming a slutty mom can even bring pleasures that you could never have experienced before.

The pain inside her vagina still tormented her.

However, as time went on, along with the pain, there was also a slight pleasure, revealing the mother’s sensitive, masochistic, and wanton nature.

I lifted one of my mother’s little feet and lewdly said, “You slutty bitch mom, want to cum? Let your son help you!”

At this moment, only the toes of her left foot were touching the ground, making it difficult for her to stand steadily. In addition, her soft little feet were covered by smooth black stockings, making them extremely slippery. As she struggled to convulse, she repeatedly lost her balance and her entire weight pressed directly onto the dildo inserted between her legs, pushing it even deeper into her body. The intense stimulation caused her eyes to roll back, and saliva spurted out with her loud moans.

I removed the gag from my mother’s mouth.

As soon as it was removed, Mom couldn’t wait to let out a loud, wanton moan, her lewd breaths filling the entire room: “Ahhh!! Ughhh!! It’s so itchy… so… so uncomfortable… good son… give it to Mom… ahhh… give it to Mom… huff huff huff… give it to Mom! Ughhh!!…”

My mother looked up at me pleadingly, like a female dog wagging her tail and begging for mercy from her master. The drug had taken full effect, and under its stimulation, my mother had abandoned all shame. She didn’t care about anything else, she just wanted something to comfort her, to help stop the unbearable itching in her cunt, to relieve the boiling lust in her heart, to fuck her to the clouds, to fuck her to death!

I grinned lewdly, removed the nipple clamps from my mother’s chest, and then reached out to knead her erect, hard nipples.

Under my gentle caresses, the fine black laces of her body rubbed and squeezed against my mother’s tender nipples, pushing her further into a frenzied abyss of lust.

“Good son… help… help Mommy… ah… down there, it hurts so much down there!! Mmm…”

My mother endured the itching in her vagina and pleaded with me with difficulty.

“Mom, how can I help you if you don’t explain clearly? Is that right?”

The wicked me deliberately misinterpreted my mother’s words, freeing one hand to pry open her overflowing, wet vulva. Enveloped in a mass of beautiful flesh, I found her delicate clitoris, pinched it between my thumb and forefinger, and rubbed and played with it back and forth.

“Aaaaaah!!”

The sensitive and delicate clitoris was so stimulated that the mother’s moans rose again, and a slight hoarseness could be faintly heard in them.

“No…clitoris…vagina! Mommy’s vagina! Please…”

“Hehe, is that so? After all, Mom, you’re my little bitch, so of course your master can grant you this request. Okay, okay.”

I chuckled lewdly and reached down to remove the dildo from my mother’s crotch. The dildo immediately began to buzz and churn inside her vagina.

The mother felt the itching in her vagina relieved, her moans became longer, and her buttocks struggled to circle in the direction the dildo was turning, just like a female dog chasing food.

But would I be so kind?

I turned it on at the lowest power. Such mild stimulation could not possibly bring my mother to orgasm. Instead, it would only make her feel like she was close to orgasm but couldn’t have it, constantly building up her desire. Eventually, the crazy desire for orgasm would erode her brain, causing her to recklessly fall into the abyss of lust.

“No, not this… Stop… Don’t stop… Ah… Stop, ahhh…”

Under the influence of lust, the mother gradually lost her reason and began to talk nonsense.

“Mommy dog, what do you want? Don’t waste my good intentions.”

I gently blew a breath into my mother’s ear and said.

“Mmm… mmm…”

The mother seemed to still retain a sliver of dignity, stubbornly resisting the urge to fall into depravity.

“Mommy dog! What do you want! Tell me!”

I suddenly gave a loud command, while simultaneously clapping my hands together.

Two slaps landed on Mom’s fair, voluptuous buttocks, leaving two conspicuous red marks.

This seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel’s back for Mom. She finally abandoned all restraint and cried out loudly, “Big cock! Big cock! Give Mommy a big cock! Big cock ahhh!!”

I laughed when I heard my mother’s lewd request. I ripped the dildo out of her vagina, took off my underwear, and pressed my monstrous, thick penis against her wet, gushing vulva, but didn’t immediately penetrate her.

Only the hard, purplish-black glans slightly sank into the mother’s wet vagina.

“Bitch, do you want it?”

“want!”

“You bitch, do you say you’re a mother?”

“I…I am! I am a slut…I am a shameless and despicable mother…Waaah…Give Mommy a big cock…Waaah…Give Mommy a big cock…Waaah…”

She could clearly feel the heat of the glans at the entrance of her vagina, but no matter how hard she tried, whether she swayed from side to side or arched her buttocks back, the big cock she longed for just couldn’t penetrate her empty vagina.

The insane torment finally broke my mother. She readily admitted to my humiliation and even went further, humiliating and degrading herself. In the end, she cried out, hoping that I, the one who wanted to train her into a bitch, would insert my hot, hard, thick cock into her lewd and depraved cunt.

Finally hearing my mother utter such despicable words, I nodded in satisfaction.

I held the penis in my hand, letting the thick glans at the tip of the shaft rub against my mother’s wet vulva.

“oh……”

The mother’s moans grew louder as she experienced waves of pleasure mixed with pain simultaneously from her sensitive genitals and nipples.

“Pfft…”

Finally, I thrust my hips forward with all my might, and my hot, thick cock slid into my mother’s cunt without any resistance, making a “plop” sound and squirting out a large pool of lewd and obscene juices.

“ah……”

In that instant, Mom’s wet, sweet hole was completely filled. Immediately afterwards, amidst Mom’s blissful moans, I thrust my hips forward, pumping my penis into that moist, sweet hole.

“Ring ring ring…”

As I thrust in and out, the little bell swayed back and forth with the swaying of my mother’s body, making a tinkling sound.

“Mommy, does it feel good… Whew… I’m having the time of my life…”

Hearing the crisp sound of the little bell hanging on my mother’s nipple, I subconsciously reached out and pinched my mother’s breast while thrusting my penis in and out.

“Oh…ah…ah…”

Tormented by the aphrodisiac, my mother could only lower her head and hum, letting me torture her.

“Mmm… Ahhh… Mmm…”

“Puff puff puff…”

“Clap clap clap…”

With my violent thrusts, my mother’s moans, the sounds of her juices flowing in and out with my large penis, and the slapping sounds of our bodies colliding blended together, creating a lewd symphony.

Just as my mother was about to climax, my thrusting suddenly stopped, and I pulled my big penis back to the entrance of her vagina.

Just as she was about to climax, she lost the pleasure from the impact of my big cock, which made her extremely uncomfortable. She forcefully thrust her buttocks back, trying to take my place in her spasms and get my big cock moving again inside her pussy.

My mother was face down with her buttocks raised high, her lewd vulva nakedly facing me and swaying back and forth. But I simply reached out and held my mother’s fair and plump buttocks in place.

“Give…give it to Mommy…Mommy wants…sob…” Mommy tried several times to no avail, and cried out, “Why…sob…don’t stop…keep going…sob…”

“Mom, you have to promise me you’ll get pregnant honestly, which means I’ll fuck you until you’re pregnant!”

My voice sounds cold and indifferent.

The word “conception” triggered the mother’s nerves and rekindled a bit of her rationality.

Once she gets pregnant by her own son, it means she has completely given up her dignity as a human being. She can only submit to this evil son, unable to resist any of his orders, and constantly become his tool for sexual gratification, indulging in lewd pleasure under his crotch… At this moment, the mother hesitated.

“snort!”

Seeing my mother hesitate, I sneered and thrust my hips forward.

The huge penis was like a charging dragon, rushing in from the very outside of the mother’s vaginal opening, crashing directly into the mother’s soft core, shattering her fragile rationality.

“Ah! Mommy is going to get pregnant… getting pregnant by her own son… Mommy wants it…”

This violent collision brought unparalleled pleasure, causing the mother to become completely immersed in it, abandoning her last shred of restraint and transforming into a female beast who only knew how to chase after desire.

“This is what Mom herself said…” I lifted Mom’s legs with my hands and kept thrusting my hips to make my big penis go in and out of Mom’s wet and juicy vagina.

“Ah…oh…”

As her vaginal fluids continued to flow, my penis easily slid in all the way. At this moment, my mother felt her vaginal walls being constantly rubbed, and occasionally it even penetrated her uterus, giving her an indescribable feeling of pleasure.

“Feels good, doesn’t it…hehe…son, I knew Mom was a slut!” I continued to thrust into the bitch in front of me, occasionally slapping her slutty buttocks with a crisp sound.

Red handprints crisscrossed, covering the mother’s once fair and pert buttocks.

Despite enduring the pain of being slapped, the mother did not find it unbearable; instead, a strange, decadent pleasure arose within her as the large penis slid across her tender vaginal flesh.

The mother’s brain had already collapsed under the repeated torment of lust. At this moment, the pain of her buttocks and the pleasure of about to climax appeared at the same time, causing her subconscious to equate the pain of being hit on her buttocks with the pleasure of mating.

This is exactly the effect I want. If I continue this pain and pleasure training a few more times, the mother in front of me will eventually enjoy the pain and become a slutty bitch who loves to be abused.

“Mommy, call me master!”

“Master! Ahhh! Mommy dog, Mommy dog ​​is going to come! Going to come! Ahhh! Master!!”

The mother shamelessly uttered obscene words, and as she shouted out humiliation, a strong sense of depravity surged into her mind, sending her soaring to the peak of pleasure.

The mother rolled her eyes upwards with such force that one wondered if she might damage her eyeballs.

A delicate, pink tongue darted out of her mouth, which was now uncontrollably closed, drool dripping down it as she made “hehehe” sounds.

Incomprehensible, lewd panting.

Her face displayed a distorted expression of lust, pleasure, and depravity, making one sigh: Mom has been completely ruined.

My mother’s body was also convulsing uncontrollably, and a large gush of vaginal fluid shot out from her vagina, hitting my thigh.

As I continued my vigorous thrusting, the lustful fluid gushing from my mother’s cunt was so abundant that it could probably fill a beer glass.

“It’s shooting! Mommy bitch, catch it!”

I suddenly roared and thrust my hips forward, lifting my mother off the ground by three inches, my big cock pressed deeply against her cervix.

Then, scalding white semen gushed out from my dragon, instantly filling my mother’s hot vagina.

My semen spurted out without stopping, continuously striking deep into my mother’s tender flower core.

“Oh my god!! Mommy’s pregnant!!!”

My mother had already begun to recover from the peak of her pleasure, but she never expected that I would suddenly erupt at this moment.

After the orgasm, the already extremely sensitive vaginal flesh, stimulated by the hot semen, contracts violently again, pushing the mother to an even more intense climax.

After a long while, I poured all my semen into my mother’s vagina. After savoring the softness and beauty of her vagina, I pulled my penis out.

With a crisp “pop,” as the large penis was pulled out, the cloudy semen, no longer obstructed, overflowed from the mother’s wide-open vulva, sliding down her thighs and leaving a milky white, lewd mark on her semi-transparent black stockings.

“Hmph, you bitch mommy, I’ll train you properly, so you’ll forget everything and only know how to pursue pleasure, okay?”

I pinched my mother’s smooth chin, looked into her lifeless eyes still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, and said.

“Okay…okay…” Mom smiled sweetly at me, but tears streamed down her beautiful eyes.

My dignified and beautiful mother was tormented by sexual abuse, and finally collapsed and degenerated, fully satisfying the darkness in my heart.

Then I ordered my mother, who was wearing sexy open-crotch black stockings, to sit on the bed. She spread her large, obstructive breasts with one hand and placed the other hand on her crotch. I took a marker and wrote “For Son’s Use Only” on my mother’s most private part. Finally, I drew an arrow to guide me to the tempting passage leading to my mother’s womb. How lewd and exciting!

After I finished doing all this, my mother was already blushing.

“Alright, my sex slave mom, now please perform a female dog in heat. I want to film it and enjoy it later.” I wrapped my arms around my mom’s slender waist and held her close, teasing her with our faces touching.

The mother blushed instantly, pouting shyly as she protested softly, “You… how many more perverted ways do you have to torture me… how am I supposed to know how a female dog goes into heat…”

“Isn’t that simple? Sex slave mom, come here and masturbate for your son’s master!” I lewdly pushed my mother’s body away, then placed the camera in front of her and demanded that she perform masturbation in front of the camera.

Although my mother succumbed to me and agreed to be my sex slave, she was extremely ashamed of being watched by the camera. Thinking about this, she felt a soreness in her lower body and her breasts and nipples swelled and ached.

“Hurry up and masturbate! Remember to say ‘Please let your son, the master, enjoy this!'” After I repeated this command in the authoritative tone of “master,” Mom closed her eyes in shame, kneeling on the ground with her proud breasts and mysterious lower body exposed. Mom’s long, slender legs were spread apart in an M-shape and arched high, her private parts facing the camera. Mom maintained her incredibly lewd and bewitching pose, her small legs slightly parted to expose the sweetest and most alluring part of a woman. Under the immense shame, Mom’s tender white feet tensed up, her pearly toes curled up into a ball.

“Please…please let your son master appreciate your sex slave mother…masturbate…” The mother’s beautiful face flushed red as she shyly looked at her own son, who was forced to utter lewd words. Then, the mother used her jade fingers to separate her wet labia, and her pink labia majora were also pulled open to the sides, revealing her spindle-shaped vulva.

My dignified and strict policewoman mother has finally fallen into my slut status, and now I can ride her and fuck her whenever I want.

“Ugh… It’s so embarrassing…” Mom’s body lay on the ground, her perfect protrusions and indentations forming elegant and beautiful curves, radiating a captivating power. Her mons pubis, as full as a steamed bun, stood proudly upright, with a palm-sized piece forming an inverted triangle on top. A slit opened between the two protruding fleshy labia, and the soft, drooping labia minora, squeezed together, had already leaked some fluid from the opening. It seemed that Mom’s sensitive body, under my guidance, could no longer restrain itself.

Then, Mom used her right index and ring fingers to peel open her labia like peeling a ripe fruit, and her middle finger moved flexibly back and forth inside the little flesh hole. The sudden increase in stimulation immediately made Mom feel ecstatic and her nasal sounds became more and more rapid. Glistening fluid kept gushing out of her flesh hole, quickly covering her entire vulva and flowing down her perineum into her buttocks.

At first, Mom hesitated, but when she followed my instructions and played with her G-cup breasts and vulva with her fingers, she realized how hot her desire was burning under the immoral sex.

The mother only gently stroked her vulva with her fingers, and felt a strong, electric-like surge of sexual desire rush from her wet, slippery vulva to her limbs. She only rubbed her breasts, and felt a burning desire spread from her large breasts to her heart.

Consumed by lust, the mother’s face gradually revealed a blissful infatuation. She completely forgot where she was, only knowing to speed up the masturbation with her fingers, and involuntarily twisting her waist and hips towards the camera.

(Sobbing… My son filmed my lewd behavior so clearly… It’s so shameful…)

The thought of this made the mother feel extremely ashamed, yet also greatly pleased.

“Mommy…Mommy’s going to come~” With incoherent moans and groans, Mommy reached orgasm faster and more intensely than usual. Her vaginal fluid dripped down her fingers and perineum, quickly forming a small puddle on the ground.

The mother, panting and wanting to rest after the climax, still found her clitoris and labia, stimulated by the aphrodisiac, incredibly sensitive. The cool air kissed her trembling, burning vulva, making her shudder with pleasure and almost collapse.

“Waaah… It’s so hot… Why do I feel so uncomfortable… Ah… It’s so itchy… Ahhh…”

Waves of pleasure washed over her lower body like gentle tides, making her squint her eyes in comfort. Her fair neck arched slightly backward with her body, and her left hand, which was spreading her legs, was placed behind her back on the ground to maintain her balance and to raise her beautiful vulva as high as possible.

The mother stared at the ceiling with a dazed look in her eyes, sweet moans escaping from her bright red lips. Her honey hole trembled and throbbed with each finger’s caress, as if an invisible giant penis were inserted inside.

With a seductive “Uh~ Oh~”, Mom climaxed again, her three fingers suddenly spreading apart, completely pulling her labia majora and minora to the sides, exposing her wet and slightly swollen vulva. Her vaginal fluid dripped onto the ground, mingling with the puddle left from her first orgasm.

Unfortunately, even though Mom tried her best to masturbate to orgasm twice, she couldn’t quell the stimulation from the aphrodisiac. She felt that the burning desire inside her body had not diminished at all.

The pitiful policewoman could only look longingly at her own son, who was standing beside her admiring her. She shyly uttered, “Son, Master, Mommy’s body is so hot, so itchy inside… I can’t take it anymore… Please, please, Master, put your big cock inside me… I beg you…”

Hearing my mother’s shy request, I was overjoyed. My mother had taken the initiative to ask her own son for pleasure in front of the camera, which was undoubtedly a symbol of her actively pursuing immoral sexual pleasure.

Although my mother seemed shy, that only fueled my desire to conquer her.

I don’t want to train my mother to be a sex slave who is completely addicted to lust and loses herself. That kind of woman is just a sex machine, without any sense of shame, indiscriminately spreading her legs to mate with anyone or even animals.

A mother who pursues immoral sexual pleasure yet maintains an elegant temperament is a top-tier love slave whose value is comparable to precious gemstones. Allowing a mother to retain a certain sense of shame only adds to her alluring charm.

“Really? But Mom, you need to be clearer. What part of your body do you want me to insert into?” I laughed mischievously, stripping off my clothes to reveal my strong, naked body. My thick, long penis quickly became erect in front of my mother.

This kind of training and torture finally made the mother completely abandon the last vestige of dignity she had as a mother. Looking at her own son’s strong physique and the magnificent penis between his legs, the mother blushed with shame, lowered her head in a pitiful and timid manner, and whispered in despair, “Please, please, son, master, put your big, big cock into… into your sex slave mother’s little hole… son, master, please fuck your sex slave mother, your sex slave mother’s hole is so itchy… son, master, fuck your sex slave mother to your heart’s content… fuck your sex slave mother until her hands and feet are weak… until she squirts out her lustful juices…”

Upon hearing this, Mother buried her head in her soft, large breasts in shame. I laughed loudly as I approached her from behind, keeping her in this humiliating position. Then, with a solemn expression, I gave her my orders, waiting for her next move: “Sex slave mother, if you want me to fuck you, swear to me that you will forever submit to me, be my sex slave mother, and always obey my commands! Sex slave mother, remember that this act will be an important ceremony for us to sign our master-slave relationship. I will decide whether to give you the right to orgasm based on your loyalty!”

The beautiful and sexy mother, her head held high, gazed lovingly at her son, her cheeks flushed with desire. She parted her cherry lips and, in a seductive voice, solemnly and earnestly swore, “I—Michelle—swear from this moment forward to forever submit to my son, becoming his sex slave, a domesticated bitch. From this day forward, I have no self-respect, no freedom before him. I will forever obey his commands! Only his large penis is the perfect match for my genitals, only he can satisfy my unparalleled female pleasure! Michelle’s body will henceforth be at his mercy, existing only as a tool for his sexual gratification!”

After reciting the oath, Mom let out a big sigh of relief. Those extremely shameful and lewd declarations of faith seemed to have finally freed her from the moral shackles that bound her. Unconsciously, a crystal-clear tear rolled down Mom’s cheek. The crystal tear seemed to wash away yesterday’s grime, bidding farewell to the past and ushering in a new life.

Seeing that I had tamed my mother, my expression softened considerably, and I said, “Mom, as long as you behave well, I will treat you very well.”

The mother did not reply, seemingly accepting her identity. Tears streamed down her face, making her body appear even more erotic and alluring.

The most important oath ceremony in the “training mom” phase is finally over.

My mother did even better than I had imagined. I couldn’t help but think: It seems that the noble, dignified, sexy, and beautiful mature policewoman under my crotch definitely has a tendency to crave abuse.

The master-slave oath ceremony, which made the mother the sex slave mother of her biological son, was finally completed.

At this moment, the mother’s happy and sweet expression was as if she were holding a wedding with her beloved biological son, and her sexy and seductive voice seemed to be reciting the vows of the newlyweds.

The only difference is that the wedding partner changed from the father to the biological son, and her identity changed from a happy and beautiful wife and a dignified policewoman to a sex slave mother and bitch tamed by her biological son. Moreover, the content of the wedding vows is even more lewd.

Two different endings transformed the mother from a pampered and loving wife cherished by her father into a wanton bitch ridden and ravaged by her own son.

I asked smugly, “Sex slave mommy, why are you crying? Are you too happy?”

My beautiful mother, with a hint of pitifulness in her eyes, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said to me with a sorrowful and shy tone, “Yes…yes…Mom…I’m just so happy…Mom…has become…my son’s master’s…sex slave…You…you must…treat Mom well…”

I pressed myself against my mother and kissed her lips. At first, my mother instinctively wanted to refuse, but after looking into the eyes of her own son, she lost her courage and opened her mouth willingly.

Savoring my mother’s fragrant lips, I immediately stuck my tongue inside and swirled it around in her sweet little mouth.

“Mmm…mmm…” the mother groaned indistinctly, her hands involuntarily wrapping around her son’s back.

“Son, master…are you satisfied now? Mom has completely become your plaything, you naughty son…” Mom said to me in a seductive and alluring voice.

“Master, I am very satisfied! Snow Slave, from now on you will be my sex slave mom!” I was of course very satisfied with my mom’s performance. As if as a reward, I gently touched my mom’s beautiful head, just like I was stroking a female dog.

My mother became like a docile female dog, rubbing her pink cheeks against my rough palms, looking extremely happy.

I’ve finally succeeded in taming Mom, this beautiful and sexy little bitch!

Seeing my mother’s personality change so drastically in an instant, although I didn’t know the specific process of her change in mindset, it didn’t stop me from feeling proud and pleased.

“Son, from now on, Mommy is your sex slave! Come and collect your gifts! Tear off the two ribbons on Mommy’s clothes… Son, Master…” As she said this, Mommy’s pretty face was filled with sorrow and shame. After all, she had now submitted to her own son’s lewd power and admitted that she would become his sex slave.

My mother’s huge breasts bounced restlessly in front of me, her legs twisting and crossing repeatedly, only the rustling sound of black stockings rubbing together could be heard… I couldn’t hold back any longer, and grabbed the gift ribbon at the cleavage of my mother’s breasts, my palm sinking directly into her huge breasts, and before I could even experience her softness, I pulled hard.

“Ah!~~” Under my rough movements, Mom couldn’t help but let out a high-pitched, seductive moan. The flesh I touched trembled, and the fragile gift box ribbons shattered. Her milky white breasts, which had been restrained, returned to their normal shape. Her huge breasts, which stretched all the way to her abdomen, occupied my entire field of vision. My eyes were able to stare straight at Mom’s two rosy nipples.

The mother clearly understood her biological son’s desire for her. His eyes were bloodshot, and the male hormones that dominated her were constantly emanating from his body… which also made her mature body, which exuded a milky fragrance, even whiter, pinker, and more sexy.

“Son, Master! There’s… there’s something else down there… there’s something else on my vulva… there’s still a ribbon waiting for you to unwrap it~” The mother felt she couldn’t hold back any longer, and wanted to press her son directly into her breasts and feel the forbidden pleasure brought by her son’s master’s thick and long penis.

“Oh, is Mommy already impatient?” I kept swallowing my saliva as I squatted down to get a direct look at Mommy’s curvaceous, voluptuous body. This was Mommy’s most private part. Her slender lower body was still wearing sexy black stockings with an open crotch. Her pubic hair had been carefully groomed by me. Her mound of Venus was very white and clean. The bright red seal was very eye-catching. On the base of Mommy’s thigh, I wrote a few big words – “For Son’s Use Only”. Then an arrow pointed to Mommy’s private parts covered by the seal.

My eyes reddened, and with a tearing sound, I ripped off the bright red seal at the entrance of her vagina that read “Son’s Semen Entrance.” This swift and decisive action once again sent a shiver through my mother’s body. Even the mounds of her breasts seemed to be tinged with the glow of the sunset. The burning, strange stimulation made my mother even more lewd and remorseful.

As the honeyed slit was unsealed, a spasm in the sensitive, lewd flesh caused a large gush of viscous vaginal fluid to spurt out from the mother’s smooth, slightly open vulva, dripping onto the floor with a “plop” sound, which was quite exaggerated.

I lewdly kneaded my mother’s huge breasts, making her gasp and moan, as if I was about to devour my beautiful, lewd mother alive.

“Mmm…it’s so itchy…ooh…” The mother gasped for breath, her wanton and sexy body almost losing its balance as she pounced on her son. Completely aroused by her son, she could no longer restrain herself and stared blankly at her son’s erect, thick, and long penis.

(Just smelling the scent of my own son’s big cock is enough to bring me to orgasm… I’m already a lewd and depraved sex slave… Waaah…)

Just thinking about these things made her uterus spasm… Her passionate body was almost unable to hold back; her son’s breath, full of male hormones, almost made her lose control, and her feminine scent grew stronger and stronger…

“Mom, the initiation ceremony is over. Now you can continue to call me son. Isn’t incestuous sex between a biological mother and son exciting?” I teased my beautiful mother, my big cock growing even bigger. My mother gave me a wronged look. At this moment, my mother was both lewd and cute.

I lay comfortably and casually said to my mother, who was already kneeling beside me, “Sex slave mother, come here.”

“Yes, son, master.” The mother’s voice was full of obedience. A golden dog collar was worn around the beautiful mother’s lustrous neck, and a delicate gold dog chain was attached to the collar.

A pair of round, fleshy mounds trembled slightly on her chest. Her large breasts were pressed tightly together because they were too big; the smooth, plump flesh looked as if it was about to burst open, swaying back and forth within her fair skin, and it was so smooth and creamy that it seemed as if the flesh would flow out like a viscous liquid at the slightest touch.

As they moved, the pink fleshy mounds rubbed against each other, like two lumps of snow-white fat shaking up and down, raising bursts of white, smooth fleshy light, as if they had been played with by countless people, appearing full and soft, full of mature and charming allure.

The protruding nipples are about the size of a palm, with a rosy color, and look like two small round lids covering the top of the breast.

Two prominent nipples stand tall, like two small handles that can be grasped. They are entirely crimson and tremble with each sway of the breasts, shimmering with a ruby-like luster.

A jet-black waist chain adorned Mother’s slender waist, with countless fine, silky jet-black threads cascading down like tassels, making her snow-white, smooth skin even more alluring. A large ruby ​​was inlaid on her round, translucent navel, shimmering with a sexy and seductive light. Then came her most mysterious private parts; her two plump, white, and pink labia could not conceal her honeyed orifice, instead revealing its secrets due to engorgement. A string of golden bells hung from her slender ankles, jingling melodiously as her body swayed.

“Mommy dog, crawl down a few times and come check!” I commanded.

The mother crawled obediently, occasionally letting out coquettish whimpers, her snow-white, plump buttocks swaying from side to side.

I pointed to the ground, “Crawl over here, sex slave mom.”

“Yes, son, master.” The beautiful mother bent her limbs, propped her elbows on the ground, and raised her plump and alluring round buttocks high, slowly crawling over like a seductive female beast.

The gleaming ground was like a mirror, clearly reflecting the exquisite and alluring body of the most beautiful woman in the world. Her two soft, snowy mounds dragged on the ground, their bottoms flattened, and her tender nipples appeared and disappeared as the breasts moved.

Under my watchful gaze, Mom slowly crawled between my legs. Her eyes, as clear as spring water, gazed at me intently. She bent down, her nose touching the ground, and whispered softly, her breath sweet as orchids, “Master son, your sex slave mother greets you, Master son.”

Watching my stunningly beautiful mother obey my commands like a dog was an amazing feeling. I kicked her, who was lying on the ground, too afraid to move, and said, “Learn to bark like a dog a few times.”

The mother felt very sad. She was originally a respected policewoman, a chaste and dignified wife, and a loving mother.

Now, overnight, she has become her own son’s sex tool, with no room for resistance whatsoever. It is truly shameful.

My mother looked up, her deep, lake-like eyes filled with sorrow, and pleaded with me, saying, “Don’t be like this… I am still your biological mother…”

Enraged, I grabbed my mother’s still-wet pubic hair and pulled it repeatedly, causing her to scream in pain.

“No… Ah… Master son… I was wrong, sex slave… Ah…” The mother futilely twisted her tightly bound body, pitifully begging for mercy. She was completely at the mercy of her own son.

I then shouted, “Mother dog, bark like a dog!”

The beautiful mother silently got up and lay down on the ground again, opening her sweet and soft little mouth and barking softly, “Woof, woof…”

“The mother dog is peeing so her owner can see!”

“I…I understand…”

Under my watchful eye, Mom obediently lifted her leg and a few drops of urine came out.

“Let your son, master, see your filthy hole.” The mother closed her eyes shyly, her tender white and delicate skin gradually turning red with shame. The mother trembled and lay on the ground, her fair jade hands reaching behind her buttocks, slowly peeling apart the tender flesh of her buttocks that were pressed together, revealing her plump and moist vulva to her biological son. The beautiful mother’s vulva was very full and clean, with no other color besides red and white.

The white part is the mons pubis, which is delicate and smooth, with fine and soft pubic hair after trimming. The red part is the two beautiful labia minora, which are oval in shape and have the inner labia minora turned inside out, like a small red lotus petal.

The beautiful mother’s fair and delicate fingers curled up slightly, pressing against her labia and gently opening them. A rich fragrance wafted out, and through the pink and smooth cavity, one could clearly see the tender flesh walls contracting and expanding like breathing, trembling and dripping clear nectar.

“My sex slave mom, you’re very horny, but your stamina is lacking. How can you serve your son master well like this? Son master, I’m going to train your endurance.” As I spoke, I took out a box of aphrodisiacs, scooped out a large piece, and applied it to my mom’s vulva, inner thighs, buttocks, and around her breasts.

“What is this?” Mom felt a chill.

“Haha, this is something that will make you extremely happy, Mom. It will give you the pleasure of going to heaven. Mom, just enjoy it!” I teased my mother, who was in great pain, with a smug grin.

The room was eerily quiet. The mother could hear her own heartbeat. She felt fear. The stuff her son had put on her was most likely an aphrodisiac. Soon, she would be lewdly shaking her buttocks in front of her son, begging for sex.

The mother looked at her own son with resentment. She had already humbled herself so much and compromised so much, but her own son was still so ruthlessly disciplining her. It was too cruel.

After a while, Mom felt an increasingly itchy sensation on her buttocks, genitals, thighs, and breasts. Unconsciously, she began to wriggle her buttocks: “Ah, it itches…it’s so itchy…ah…it hurts so much…son, master, Mommy is so itchy…please give Mommy the bitch…”

“Give me what?” I grinned smugly, ready to watch the beautiful policewoman make that lewd request.

“Ah…no, Mom can’t take it anymore.” Mom shook her disheveled hair and cried out in an impatient tone.

“The female dog masturbates first to show her master!”

“Okay…okay…please watch your slutty bitch masturbate, Master!” Mom said, her voice trembling slightly. Hearing her own lewd words, Mom’s vagina excitedly began to flow with pleasurable fluids!

The mother familiarly reached her fingers to her genitals and gently stroked herself. Her other hand also eagerly grasped her ample breasts.

Her mother’s eyes revealed a seductive passion, and she moaned softly. Her alluring eyes were already half-closed, her mind completely immersed in the field of pleasure.

Having long forgotten everything, the mother groaned loudly, her hands quickening their pace. Her ample breasts were wantonly ravaged in her hands, while her genitals gushed out copious amounts of vaginal fluid as if a faucet had been turned on.

Gradually, a look of mixed pain and joy appeared on Mom’s face, and she couldn’t help but shout out loud.

I watched as my mother, driven by animal instinct, sought sex and mating. Excitedly, I used my feet to tease her as she parted her snowy buttocks with her own soft, white hands, revealing her sweet and juicy vulva. Gradually, the floor was covered with the wetness formed by the vaginal fluid that my mother had gushed out during her orgasm.

Then I teased the policewoman’s genitals with my fingers, my fingertips gently touching her already hot petals.

“Hehe, this sex slave mom is so lewd. She can actually get excited about such a shameful act as masturbating in front of her own son?” I whispered to my mom while my fingers deftly picked out her pink clitoris and squeezed it hard.

“Mmm…” The intense pleasure from the stimulation of her sensitive spots almost made Mom scream. Suddenly, I inserted my fingers deep into her vagina, digging and rubbing her vulva forcefully. Mom’s originally shy expression began to change due to the extraordinary pleasure, becoming extremely seductive and wanton…

I slowly and deliberately inserted my fingers, which were covered in semen, into the flawless white body before me.

“Ah… ooh… ah…” Mother tilted her beautiful chin up, her lips slightly parted, and crystal tears slid down her beautiful face from her large, beautiful eyes. Her soft, slender waist swayed gently, and her two long, snow-white legs trembled as my fingers slowly penetrated her. But I did not stop, and continued to slowly push my fingers deeper into the depths of my beautiful mother’s womb…

“Waaah…waaah…” The beautiful mother’s face showed pain, her beautiful face was pale, and her moans turned into sobs. Her soft little hands, which had parted her jade gate, dared not withdraw without orders. Her large and alluring breasts swayed incessantly with her sobs, her round and perky buttocks writhed forward, beads of sweat seeped from her fragrant skin, sliding down her watery waist and hip curves to her thighs, her jade toes curled tightly, and the soles of her pink and tender feet were red and tender.

“Son, Master… no, no…” Mother turned her head with difficulty, her two crescent-shaped eyes misty with tears, begging for my love and pity, but the response she received was the ruthless and brutal insertion of another finger.

The mother could only tremble in pain, her long, black hair cascading down her back, barely able to utter a plea.

The third, the fourth… accompanied by the mother’s low moans, a total of five fingers were inserted into her uterus, filling her still-undeveloped and alluring vaginal canal to the brim.

“Mmm…mmm…just that made Mom roll her eyes, her sexy, upturned buttocks writhing wantonly. Her cunt, stimulated for so long, was so eager for the insertion of a penis.”

“Haha! Mommy, you must be feeling so good, right?” I teased my mother while stroking her pert buttocks.

“Spare Mommy…please…ah…hurry up and insert it…” Mommy rolled her eyes and continued to writhe her body, moaning.

The mother, wearing a dog collar around her neck, bent over and begged me to penetrate her, which made me even more aroused!

“Hehehe, I’ll spare you? How could you say such a thing! Mom, your pussy is already open, it seems to be begging to go in quickly.” I used my fingers to gently stimulate the petals by moving them in and out of the pussy.

“Ah…uh…” The mother twisted her buttocks from side to side, the flesh at the base of her thighs began to spasm, and she cried out in moaning. Her own son was too cruel, and what was even crueler was that she wanted to ejaculate but couldn’t before she was about to reach orgasm. She longed for his penis to penetrate her hot, fleshy hole deeply. The policewoman mother continued to sway her slender waist and cried out in intense sensuality.

I parted my mother’s jade-like legs, pressed my thumb against her clitoris, and used my four fingers to soothe her labia with varying pressure. Suddenly, my middle finger pierced between her labia, attacking her most sensitive spot.

“Ah…so good…don’t stop…”

My mother spread her legs as wide as possible, bringing her vagina close to my body for me to rape.

My mother’s skin turned red rapidly, and vaginal fluid kept flowing from my palm.

Based on his experience of toying with his mother for many days, she looked ready to climax.

But I couldn’t let my mother have her way. Just before she reached orgasm, I pulled my fingers out, leaving only my thumb pressing against her hard clitoris.

Unable to release her pent-up desire, the mother struggled uncontrollably, crying out, “Don’t stop… I’m almost there… Ah… Hurry up and put it in…”

“Is this how a female dog begs her master?” I gently pinched my mother’s clitoris with my thumb, and I could feel the two soft flesh trembling. If I applied a little more force, my mother would immediately climax.

My mother shook her head weakly and swayed her hips irregularly, trying to get more stimulation, but the more she moved, the more I relaxed my grip on her clitoris.

Finally, the mother said helplessly, “Ugh…it hurts so much…please, son, master, let this female dog climax…ah…hurry up and insert it…”

My mother’s body was very full, and her large breasts rolled back and forth in my palm.

I slapped my mother’s buttocks twice hard and cursed, “I’ll fuck you to death, you slut! You always pretend to be chaste in front of your son, but when you open your cunt, aren’t you just a slut that your son rides?”

I draped my legs over my mother’s curvaceous back and stretched out my fingers, which were covered in her juices: “Look what you’ve done, Mom! How dare you dirty your son’s master’s fingers! Hurry up and lick them clean with your filthy mouth!”

When had my mother ever licked someone else’s finger? I hesitated for a moment, then I thrust my finger forcefully into my mother’s honey pot. The pain made my mother immediately stick out her cute little tongue and start licking my finger delicately.

I released my grip, watching the noble yet trembling, snow-white buttocks swaying beneath me…

I reached out and kneaded and played with my mother’s round, smooth breasts, savoring the wonderful texture of her plump, white, soft, and smooth flesh. Occasionally, I would flick my fingers at my mother’s trembling vulva, manipulating the white and tender buttocks of this beautiful mother who was carefully licking my fingers.

My mother’s eyes were tightly closed, revealing a distressed and complicated expression. Her plump buttocks were raised, and her honey hole was twisting incessantly under intense stimulation. At the same time, my mother had to tearfully stick out her boneless tongue to lick my toes, while I lay comfortably.

He thrust and played with his mother’s pink and alluring vagina at will.

The mother kept calling out, “Cock! Mommy wants a cock! Give it to Mommy, it’s so itchy… mmm… please, Master, fuck this bitch’s cunt, this bitch’s body is waiting for Master’s penetration… oh… oh…”

When Mom couldn’t find a penis, she used her fingers to masturbate.

The mother seemed possessed, completely overwhelmed by lust. All other sounds seemed to cease, except for the indistinct whimpers coming from the beautiful girl’s mouth as she was being played with by fingers…

After playing with my mother for a while, I led her to the window and commanded, “Come here and lie down here.”

My fingers were still trembling gently inside my mother’s vagina. Because she didn’t dare let them fall out, my mother had to clench her vagina and crawl over with her plump, white buttocks sticking out. My mother’s beautiful face and her distressed and helpless eyes formed a poignant scene.

I took my fingers out, bringing out strands of filthy silk stuck to my mother’s honey pot. Then I patted my mother’s snow-white, glistening buttocks, and then revealed my thick, erect penis. My mother only glanced at it before turning her face away and letting out a shy moan.

I grabbed his huge, erect penis and shook it, saying, “Sex slave mom, let me show you your son’s master’s big penis. Don’t you want to put it into your cunt?”

Mom turned around, her eyes fixed on the large, irresistibly alluring penis. Her heart pounded, her large breasts heaved with excitement, and her cunt throbbed with heat. Her legs buckled, and she knelt on the ground, her hands supporting her weight. Her pink tongue licked her cherry lips as she slowly crawled toward me, displaying an incredibly seductive and lewd demeanor.

I didn’t expect Mom to get into character so quickly upon seeing my big cock. She chuckled and said, “Come suck your master’s cock! Mom has enjoyed it before, so you should know how delicious such a strong cock is, right? Come on, lick it, hehe…”

Upon hearing this, Mom quickly crawled between my legs. Looking at her alluring body, I grabbed the rope tied to the dog collar and pulled her up.

My mother held my penis in her hands as if it were a precious treasure. She took a deep breath and pressed her hot, rosy face against my equally hot penis. She let out a soft, short moan like a little female animal. Her beautiful eyes welled up with tears, which dripped onto my penis, making her look even more pitiful and endearing.

Seeing my mother’s ashamed expression filled me with immense pride. I pressed my thick, long penis against her lips and whispered, “Sex slave mom, hurry up and lick your master’s big penis. In a little while, I can use my semen to wash your face and beautify yourself.”

Looking at the huge cock that had driven her crazy, the thick, red glans brushing against her little mouth, Mom couldn’t help but feel aroused. Her red lips involuntarily parted, and she gently took the glans into her mouth. Her tongue licked the urethral opening, and her slender hands gently stroked the hot, hard shaft. Her tongue first licked down my rock-hard pectoral muscles, then down to the penis, kissed all over the scrotum, and then returned to the glans. She opened her little mouth and painstakingly swallowed the thick dragon pillar.

“Ugh…so good…this slutty mom really knows how to do it…my mouth is so full…and her tongue is moving around inside…such good service…” I said with a frown and a look of pleasure.

My mother had no choice but to shake her head as she sucked the engorged penis in her mouth with a loud slurping sound. While she was licking the big cock with a look of shame and humiliation, she was holding the rod in one hand and rubbing the two thick, round testicles under the big cock with the other. As her snowy neck stretched and contracted, her black hair flew everywhere, and her huge breasts bounced up and down.

My mother obediently took my erect penis into her mouth and sucked on it, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, which made me feel so good. The satisfaction I felt was indescribable. I reached out and gently wiped the sweat from my mother’s forehead and said, “Oh, Mom, your little mouth is so good at sucking. I’ve never felt so good before.”

My mother’s cherry lips clamped around the glans of my penis, her tongue constantly moving up and down on the urethral opening. I couldn’t help but press my mother’s head down with both hands, and with a slight push, a third of my big penis shoved into my mother’s mouth.

“Cough…cough…” Caught off guard, such a large penis was shoved into her mouth, almost reaching her throat. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she hurriedly used her small hands to tightly grasp the large penis and pull it out: “Son, Master, your big penis is too long and too thick, it’s going to pierce through Mommy’s mouth.”

I couldn’t hold back any longer. My big cock flashed and went straight into my mother’s wide-open mouth, and I started thrusting hard.

“Ugh…cough cough!” The mother was shamefully licking and sucking her own son’s huge penis when suddenly the scalding hot iron rod was shoved into her throat. She frantically grabbed the throbbing penis with her hands, pulling it out of her mouth, tears streaming from her large eyes: “Waaah, son, master, you’re going to pierce my little mouth…ah…ya…”

Seeing my mother’s pitiful appearance, my sadistic desires intensified. Without saying a word, I pushed my mother’s hands away, thrust my large penis forward again, and shoved it into my mother’s throat. I then forcefully pressed my mother’s head down with both hands.

This was tough on Mom. Every time I stirred my big cock, her body would sway wildly. She would hug her son’s waist tightly with both hands, her huge breasts would roll against my thighs, her head would be raised high, and she would straighten her throat, hoping to swallow my thick cock smoothly. Tears and saliva would gush out.

Unfortunately, my huge penis was too thick and long. Even though it had broken through her throat, a third of it was still outside her lips. She groaned “woo woo,” and her mother’s face turned red from holding it in.

I roughly pulled on my mother’s hair and her frail body, forcing her to completely swallow my raging rod between my legs, continuing until she was exhausted.

My mother’s body is really sensitive; she gets wet just from oral sex.

I inserted my fingers into her vagina and played with them. My mother made a whimpering sound with her mouth full of my penis, but she still licked it very carefully.

I spread my mother’s labia to observe the inner flesh, which was rosy and quite adorable.

After fiddling with it for a while, I pulled my finger out and turned my attention to the clitoris.

Her clitoris was engorged with blood and I stroked it back and forth, occasionally tugging at her pubic hair. The intense pleasure made my mother sway her hips incessantly, as if she were yearning for it, or perhaps extending an invitation to me.

I only dug a few times before my mother came to orgasm, and her juices sprayed all over my face. I was so angry that I slapped her buttocks more than ten times.

“You came so quickly! You’re useless! Son, let me moisten your throat first, then I’ll shoot into your mother’s uterus… Oh…” Not long after I finished speaking, gushes of thick, hot semen began to gush out of my urethra. The semen shot out like a machine gun, flowing directly down my mother’s throat and into her stomach.

Then I pulled out my still-ejaculating penis and shot thick, hot semen at my mother’s delicate face. My mother tilted her head back to receive the baptism of my semen.

A strong, fishy stench filled the air. Semen covered almost the entire face of the mother, with thick, white semen clinging to every strand of her hair and even her eyelashes. Some of the semen even dripped into the corners of her mouth, instantly filling it with a unique aroma. Her small mouth trembled slightly, as if she were tasting the semen.

At this moment, the mother’s clothes were disheveled, her hair was messy, and her pretty face was covered with dirty semen. Only her bright and beautiful eyes shone with light.

At this moment, the mother looked like a pure and aloof fairy who had fallen to the mortal world and was defiled by the most filthy things in the world. Her pure body was covered with thick semen, and her perfect face was swallowed by semen. The stark contrast brought a huge psychological impact. No one would have thought that the once holy and noble policewoman mother would willingly be defiled by her own son’s dirty semen!

My mother was silent for a moment, then smiled charmingly, gently wiped away the semen, and then blushed as she swallowed my hot, thick semen.

I picked up the stunningly beautiful mature woman and placed her on the bed.

Looking at her mother now: her long, black hair, like clouds, was spread out; her forehead was as white as jade; her eyebrows were two curved, slender willow branches; her eyes were as deep as autumn water and as beautiful as stars, filled with tears, revealing a resentful and pitiful expression as she was about to be violated; her slightly upturned nose, her sexy, bright red lips, and her smooth jaw were all extremely beautiful and alluring, truly a beauty that could topple kingdoms and cities, a face that could shame the moon and flowers.

A pair of extremely full, fair, delicate, and supple high breasts trembled slightly. The upturned hemispherical peaks were round and pointed, with exceptionally soft lines and exceptionally white flesh. The smooth and tender flesh shimmered with a white and lustrous sheen.

The pointed, bright red cherry stood proudly upright, with two round, rosy nipples rising atop the tip, like two blooming red plum blossoms standing proudly under the dazzling lights amidst a blanket of white snow.

Her body was crystal clear and snow-white, her figure slender and graceful, as if meticulously sculpted. Her full breasts stood erect, a pair of snow-white and pinkish-white peaks, each a perfect 36E, plump and pointed, the bright red buds like two cherries that I couldn’t resist taking a bite of. Below was a slender waist that could be grasped in one hand, the perfect lines extending downwards to form two beautiful arcs with her tender and plump buttocks, her lovely navel nestled on her smooth abdomen. Looking further down, her dark and dense forest was fully exposed, the soft, glossy black pubic hair clearly visible under the bright light, the alluring petals of the pubic hair peeking out from the tempting thicket, shyly hiding in the beautiful garden, but her vulva was dripping with lustful fluid, a trickle of love juice constantly flowing out, clearly showing that my mother was now greatly aroused by my lewd behavior.

Her beautiful, high-perched, fair buttocks are absolutely gorgeous.

“Mom, show me your pussy so I can play with it,” I commanded with a lewd grin.

What’s the point of refusing now? Mom sighed, her face flushed, and whispered, “Hmm…”

My mother slowly spread her two snow-white, plump legs and gently sat on my two wide-open legs.

Because of this position, my mother’s legs were spread wide apart, making her vulva open and exposing her most private parts completely to me. Now I could do whatever I wanted to my mother’s lower body without lifting a finger.

I can now clearly see that my mother’s labia majora, which are like a ripe peach, have no pubic hair at all. They are red, thick, and raised, standing straight and constantly pulsating.

I started touching my mother’s vulva with my hands. Then, with one hand, I spread apart her plump labia majora, and with the other hand, I pinched one of her labia minora and stroked it back and forth with my thumb and forefinger. I touched one labia and then the other. Then, with both hands, I pinched the front and back of her labia minora and stretched them very long. I stretched them and then relaxed them, stretched them again and then relaxed them again. My mother’s labia were tense and relaxed in my hands.

After examining the labia, I changed direction and looked at the vagina.

I skillfully used the four fingers of both hands to pinch my mother’s two labia minora and pull them apart to expose her vaginal opening for a closer look.

The color of the inside of my mother’s labia minora is very beautiful, a bright red.

The fine folds inside the vagina are clearly visible.

At the upper part of the vulva, the clitoris is embedded there like a pearl.

Due to the stimulation, the mother’s vagina would occasionally contract, like a baby pursing its lips, and with each contraction, the pearl-like clitoris would protrude outwards.

“Mom, your vulva is the most beautiful in the world!” I couldn’t help but exclaim.

After admiring my mother’s vulva for a while, I changed my method to expose her vaginal opening. I used my whole index finger to flatten the vulva and pushed the thick, white labia majora apart. I used my thumb to spread the other labia. This way, the vaginal opening was not as fully exposed as when I used four fingers to spread it in four directions, but it was still clear enough to see.

With my free hand, I could touch my mother’s pearly clitoris, and I gently massaged it with my fingers.

The clitoris is a mother’s most sensitive organ. The time when a mother loses control of herself is when her clitoris is being played with by me. That feeling is indeed hard for a mother to resist.

My mother, who had been given an aphrodisiac, was at the peak of her sexual sensitivity. I was skilled at manipulating her, and my movements were adept. Although she was under duress and tense, she couldn’t resist my subtle stimulation and began to react. Her body trembled spasmodically, her hands and feet twitched in rhythm with my rubbing, and she moaned “Ah…ah…”

With my various kneading techniques, my mother’s clitoris changed its appearance. Originally the size of a soybean, it swelled up to be larger than a pea, and its bright red color turned into a deep red, shimmering under the light.

“How was it, Mom? How was my training?” I said smugly.

My mother blushed with embarrassment and didn’t answer me. Instead, she tried her best to control her body’s reaction with her mind, not wanting to collapse under my fingers.

However, women’s inherent weaknesses make it very difficult for proud mothers to control their body’s reactions!

As I gently and gradually increased the pressure on her erect clitoris, my mother felt as if she had been electrocuted. Waves of tingling sensation spread throughout her body and rushed to her head, causing all her muscles to tense up. She had to hold her breath again and squeeze out a series of “ah ah” sounds from her throat.

As I continued to rub, I said to my mother, “Mom, remember how it felt when I did it to you? Hahaha, from now on, your son will make you live with that feeling every day…”

The mother’s face flushed, and she closed her eyes weakly.

Suddenly, I stared in surprise at my mother’s crotch, where I saw a glistening drop of sticky fluid hanging down from her two round, plump buttocks.

Excited, I rubbed harder and harder, and my mother’s moans grew louder and louder. Like a burst dam, a large amount of clear, sticky fluid flowed from her crotch to the ground. I could hardly believe my eyes.

“Mommy, you’re so wet down there! It’s so sensitive!”

To the proud mother, these words were more of an insult than a compliment!

Exhausted from massaging her, I finally let go, temporarily relieving my mother who was on the verge of collapse.

Releasing her fingers, her mother’s labia naturally closed, covering her vagina.

Since I had separated my mother’s labia for some time, her vagina was naturally slightly open, creating a small gap. The gap contained the love fluid flowing from my mother’s uterus, and my stimulation of her clitoris caused her to secrete a lot more love fluid, which all accumulated in her vagina.

Now that I let go, my mother’s labia closed, and her vagina was completely shut. With no gaps in the tightly closed vagina, the love fluid inside my mother’s vagina was naturally squeezed out to the outside of her vulva.

A clear, sticky fluid continued to flow slowly from where the mother’s labia were closed, trickling down her buttocks and onto the ground.

The mother felt utterly ashamed of her sensitive and unhealthy body.

“Haha, Mom, you’re so shy! Your face is burning hot… You should be proud, Mom, that’s why your son loves you so much…”

My mother squirmed awkwardly, protesting my teasing.

My large penis, tantalized by this beautiful body, became as hard as iron. I grasped my mother’s long, white legs, raised my penis, and pointed it directly at her honey pot. With a lewd grin, I asked my mother, “Mom, are you planning to get pregnant?”

At this point, Mom was also desperate. She tried to provoke me with words so that I could vent my anger as soon as possible.

The mother said in a low, shy voice, “Um… Mom is already yours… You… just do as you wish… let Mom get pregnant… Mom will do whatever you want… You must cherish Mom…”

Upon hearing this, I looked surprised, but at the same time, I excitedly lewdly said to the stunningly beautiful mature woman, “Oh, that’s wonderful! Thank you, Mom, my wife.”

The mother said softly, “It’s okay, as long as… as long as you’re having fun, you… you can play with Mom however you want… but Mom… is so much older than you… when Mom gets old… you mustn’t be a heartless man and abandon Mom…”

I said, “Mom, don’t worry, I will never let you down.”

The mother closed her eyes. She felt the huge glans of her son’s penis pressed against her labia, burning hot. It felt like it was eroding her genitals. She knew what it would mean if this penis, so much larger than her husband’s, parted her labia and entered her body. But she was powerless to stop it, and she would never refuse it again…

The mother felt that the fluid secreted from her vagina had already betrayed her. Her vulva was being pressed against by her own son’s unusually large penis, and she felt her labia being gradually forced open. At this moment, that huge, strong penis was thrusting straight and correctly into her open, moist gateway…

My mother’s long, slender legs wrapped tightly around my hips, her hands clasped behind my back, and then she lifted her snow-white, tender buttocks to press her vulva against my huge penis.

At this moment, my mother’s two incredibly delicate labia minora had been forced open to their maximum extent by my large glans, fully enveloping the huge glans of my peach-sized penis. The inside of her labia was being scraped so comfortably. My mother’s slender and long legs were tightly wrapped around my waist, and her buttocks were thrusting forward with all her might.

I wasn’t in a hurry at all. I reached out and played with my mature mother’s high, firm breasts, but I wouldn’t insert my penis. My thick, hard penis slowly and deliberately rubbed against the entrance of my mother’s wet, secret cave, occasionally probing the head of my penis into her secret cave, but I just wouldn’t go deep. My hands reached behind her and kept rubbing and pushing against her high, firm breasts. My big banana parted my mother’s labia minora, and a small part of my red glans sank into my mother’s wet flesh. I wantonly played with my mother’s reproductive and urinary organs, vigorously rubbing my glans against my mother’s labia minora, urethra, and vaginal opening. Even a small part of my glans had already penetrated my mother’s vagina, and my mother’s labia minora had been played with so much that they were really erect, tightly wrapping around my treasure.

Just as the mother was burning with desire, she suddenly felt someone groping her body. Waves of pleasurable sensations kept coming, especially in her crotch, where a huge, hot penis was pressing tightly against her, making her feel incredibly uncomfortable. The hot, itchy sensation made her tremble all over, and she kept moaning softly, almost to the point of madness.

I pressed my hands against my mother’s large, snowy buttocks, my thick glans already parting her two tender, moist petals and thrusting inside. At the same time, I pressed against my mother’s body and kissed her hot, thirsty lips.

I’ve never experienced such a big cock before. With my tongue constantly swirling around it, our saliva mingling, and the invasion on her breasts, my mother’s soul was completely lost. All she could think about was that enormous thing that would fill the abyss of her desire, that would fill her empty space.

My mother’s heart pounded against my chest, beating the drums of my journey.