Chapter 69

The intense emptiness deep within her left the mother feeling lost and helpless. Finally, she abandoned all restraint and ethics, pleading softly, “Come in quickly…please…Mommy…Mommy can’t take it anymore…please…don’t torture Mommy…please…put it in…”

After speaking, Mom squatted slightly, bending and folding her long, beautiful legs, her thighs and calves pressed tightly together. Her jade-like hands slipped through the V-shaped opening of her thighs, pressing her legs down again. Then, her fingers caressed her soft mons pubis, forcefully parting her delicate labia to reveal her exposed, dark, moist, and muddy vulva. She assumed a position ready to receive her son’s large penis. Then, in a seductive voice, she pleaded with me, “Son, Master, why aren’t you fucking your sex slave mother… Son, Master… If Son, Master, doesn’t make your sex slave mother orgasm… your sex slave mother will really die… Son, Master…”

Completely abandoning all ethical and moral constraints, my mother only wanted to transform into a beautiful and sexy bitch beneath me. I slowly walked behind her and asked, “Do you want me to fuck you?”

The mother paused, looking shy and hesitant.

I was quite dissatisfied with my mother’s answer and coldly asked, “What should I say if I want my son’s penis to impregnate my bitch mother? Have I taught you, Mother?”

The mother lowered her head in shame, two lines of tears immediately sliding down her cheeks, as if she felt endless remorse towards the father. But in the end, she turned her head back, closed her eyes, and said with sorrow and shame, “Please, son, master… use your thick, hard penis… to force… forcefully open this bitch’s little cunt… forcefully… forcefully ravage this bitch’s body… and finally… fill this bitch’s uterus with your semen… make this bitch pregnant…”

But I wasn’t finished. I shamelessly asked my mother, whose pretty face was already flushed, “What position do you want to use to conceive? Tell your son!”

My mother’s pretty face was burning red. She was displaying her most private body in front of me, her own son, striking a position that begged for sex. She was practically a wanton female beast. My mother, suppressing her shame and trembling, answered intermittently, “Dog…doggy…bitch mommy…lying down…letting her son/master…from behind…please…hurry…fuck mommy…”

“Is that so… You want me to fuck you on all fours, and then what? You’re not satisfied with just that, are you, my bitch mom?” I didn’t put my huge, veiny cock inside her. The hot glans rubbed against my mom’s wet, almost cracked vulva, as if I wanted to break down the last bit of shame in her.

“I want…I want…my son’s master’s big cock…to reach the deepest part of the bitch mom…to be completely…to be joined together…without any gaps…to be joined together…” The mother gasped, speaking as if she were crying, her lips parted and her head swaying from side to side, her body already showing signs of high excitement.

I slowly inserted my penis into the beautiful mother from behind.

My mother lay prone on the ground. The moment I entered her body, her smooth, jade-like legs seemed to twitch in pain, and she let out a heart-wrenching sob.

I straddled my mother’s snow-white, fleshy buttocks, slowly enjoying the pleasure that her beautiful body offered me.

He deliberately tortured the beautiful and noble body beneath him with slow, thrusting movements.

“Learn to bark like a dog.” I slapped the snow-white fleshy buttocks that were trembling incessantly between my legs.

“Woof…woof…woof woof…” Mom opened her cute little mouth, trying her best to please me in rhythm with the thrusting of my penis.

“Who taught you to bark like a dog?” I asked casually, straddling my mother’s fleshy buttocks, while playing with her full, alabaster breasts with my left hand.

“Woof…woof…woof woof…woof…it was my son, Master, who taught me to be a female dog…woof…woof…” The mother’s snow-white fleshy buttocks swayed back and forth involuntarily as she sobbed in response to my question while I was riding on her.

“Don’t stop, keep barking like a dog.” Riding on my mother’s fleshy buttocks, I pinched her ruby-like nipples hard, and at the same time, my firm buttocks thrust forward, and my thick penis broke through her narrow hole, going in halfway into my mother’s body.

“Oh!…” Mom’s toes suddenly curled up, “Ah… Woof… Woof woof…” Mom almost cried out.

“So, Mom, do you like barking like a dog?” I asked, ordering my mother to use her snow-white, fleshy buttocks to stroke my penis.

“Woof…woof…woof…woof…Mommy likes it…” The mother, already on the verge of tears, didn’t know what to say. She could only stick out her trembling, beautiful buttocks and desperately try to please her biological son’s huge penis behind her.

I plunged my thick, hard penis all the way into my mother’s tight, tender vagina.

“Ah…so…so big…ooh…” Whether in pain or pleasure, the mother lay prone on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably.

“Slut…you’ve only been penetrated…a few times and you’re already…so much…water…”

“Mmm…mmm…mmm, more water…is…better…ah…ah…ah…Xiao Lun…are you comfortable?…ah…Mommy feels so good…Mommy…is…not…very…lewd…”

“Mom, what’s the difference between you and a bitch now? I’ll fuck you to death, you slutty bitch…”

“Ah…fuck Mom to death…ah, Mom is…a slut…fuck Mom! Harder…ah…ah…ah.”

My mother’s lewd behavior excited me even more. I raised my hand and slapped her buttocks hard, leaving a red mark. But my mother became even more excited, and her moans became even more lewd and obscene.

I watched my thick, erect penis thrust in and out between my mother’s snow-white buttocks. What beautiful, soft, and smooth buttocks! They trembled slightly with each thrust, like solidified cream. And her son, her master, a stunningly beautiful mother, was desperately trying to please her under the command of my penis. Suddenly, I slapped my mother’s trembling, snow-white buttocks hard: “Tell me, how should you bark like a dog when your mother is scolding a prisoner?”

The mother dog shed sorrowful tears and whispered, “Woof, woof…woof…son, master…mother dog…woof…put on a haughty queen’s air…loudly scold the prisoner…woof, woof…woof, woof, woof, woof…”

I smiled maliciously, “Oh, is that so?”

Then I suddenly inserted my penis into my mother’s delicate uterus and stirred it mercilessly.

“Ah… woof, woof…” The strange feeling made the mother scream out, but she still dared not stop barking like a dog. Her long hair was suddenly flung out, and her whole body was trembling.

“How about it? Incest is exciting, isn’t it? Mom, are you enjoying the thrill of incest?” I played with her high, trembling, snow-white buttocks. What could be more pleasurable than torturing this once-high and beautiful body?

“Woof, woof… Yes…”

“Did Mom have many admirers before?”

“Woof, woof…woof, woof…yes…”

“But from now on, Mom will just be my sex slave, a little bitch with her fleshy buttocks sticking up high, to be played with however I want.”

“Yes…woof…son, master…woof, woof…”

I continued to stir my mother’s pink uterus with my penis, while slapping her trembling, snow-white buttocks with my right hand.

He commanded, “Mom, bark like a dog in rhythm with how I spank your buttocks. Every time I spank you, use your buttocks to play with my penis.” Then I put my finger into my mom’s mouth and wiped it clean on her little red tongue.

“Yes… son, master… woof… woof, woof, woof…” he imitated a dog’s bark.

My mother desperately kept up with the rhythm of my merciless slapping of her fleshy buttocks as I rode on top of her, frantically thrusting her round, white buttocks, using her beautiful body to continuously manipulate my thick, purple penis, stretching her little cunt into a wet, dripping hole, spitting out and disappearing.

“Ah…woof, woof…um…ah…son, master…” The mother’s tearful barking slowly turned into a happy moan, and her fleshy buttocks began to sway. But whenever the mother felt a little bit, I would deliberately pull my penis out while riding on her fleshy buttocks.

“Woof, woof…woof…woof…woof, woof…son, master…please…woof, woof…” The mother kept shaking her beautiful hair, the torment and helplessness making her about to collapse. She was usually so noble, but now she was like a little dog kneeling there, barking incessantly, her snow-white buttocks trembling and sticking up as her own son’s penis played with wantonly.

As the boundless darkness slowly crept in, tears of sorrow streamed down Mother’s beautiful eyes.

“Ah… son, master… don’t tease your mother anymore… please… hurry up and fuck your mother… sob…” The mother sobbed, tears streaming down her once dignified face, her long, beautiful hair whipping around…

As Mom’s fleshy buttocks moved faster and faster, the wet penis pulled out and pushed back into the engorged flesh of her vagina. Not only were Mom’s fleshy buttocks moving, but her slender waist was also twisting lasciviously. My two large hands also parted Mom’s two snowy buttocks, helping Mom’s vagina to greedily swallow the penis all the way in.

“Is it good to have sex with your own son? Are you happy?”

“Ah…so…so big…so full…woo…Mommy the bitch…so happy…” The mother was in a daze and responded incoherently.

I suddenly pressed my mother’s fleshy buttocks tightly, and then pulled out my penis, which was covered in her vaginal fluid.

Just as the climax was about to arrive, the delicious, large penis was pulled out. The beautiful mother let out a moment of loss and turned her head to plead, “Son, master… penis… please, quickly give your penis back to your bitch mother… harder… with your big penis… let… mother… understand… the duties of a sex slave mother… mother… mother is going to… become lewd… mother is broken…”

“If you want it, then spread your cunt open with both hands, you sex slave mom!” I pressed my penis against my mom’s soft vulva and continued to command.

The mother blushed again. Her own son was about to discipline her again. The mother shyly pinched her pink labia with her jade fingers, forcefully separating them to reveal the tender pink flesh in the center of her vulva. Her vulva contracted and released vaginal fluid. The mother felt a slight tension mixed with a hint of anticipation.

I chuckled, watching this pure and beautiful mother expose her vulva in a lewd pose while being raped, and couldn’t help but increase the intensity of my penis’s friction.

I roughly rubbed my mother’s clitoris with one finger. My mother’s genitals were a mess, with milky white semen mixed with her vaginal fluids, making a wet patch that covered her entire vulva.

“Hehe, not bad, looks like the recent training has been very effective!” I was quite pleased with myself as I looked at my mother’s cunt, which I had thoroughly explored.

The mother blushed and did not answer. During this time, the mother had been violated countless times by her own son. The terrible son never gave up any opportunity to torment his mother.

The mother’s exposed vulva to her own son brought her a forbidden feeling.

“Son, master… I beg you… please put it in…” The mother was immersed in pleasure and moaned softly.

A cold laugh came from behind me as my fingers left my mother’s vulva, and her face flushed red again.

“Very good, now I ask you, Mom, to look at me, cup your fleshy buttocks and present them to me, so I can enjoy them. Then, use your hands to personally insert my penis into your tender vagina.” I raised my enormous penis and shook it, then gestured for Mom to do it herself.

“My esteemed son, please enjoy your plump, tender flesh! It is my greatest honor to have my body become your outlet!” the mother said respectfully in a sweet voice. Then, she obediently used her soft, delicate hands to lift her round, full, sexy buttocks high and present them to her son. Next, she reached out a smooth, delicate hand and gently stroked her son’s penis, lightly grasping his thick shaft. Aiming it at her vulva, she personally inserted her son’s penis inch by inch into her tender, slippery flesh. As she felt her son’s thick, large penis invading her vagina, the mother’s head jerked up, and she cried out, “Ah…so thick…so wonderful…”

“You like it, don’t you?” I continued to mock. “Generally speaking, when I rape Mom, her vagina will clench very tightly. Although Mom’s vagina is still tight, she doesn’t clench it well, so I need to teach her a lesson.” I pinched Mom’s clitoris triumphantly, and Mom groaned in pain.

Having endured so many of my perverse acts of rape, my mother no longer rejects the training of her vagina, but she remains extremely sensitive, especially to the pain from her clitoris.

“Ah! Don’t do this…” My mother weakly resisted, but her body was very compliant. Her beautiful eyes looked at me sadly, pleading for my pity.

“Mommy, your master is kindly training your cunt, so you should be a good girl and obey, okay?” I said coldly, and started thrusting my penis in and out again.

The mother nodded sadly, lay on the ground and sobbed softly. The feeling of endurance was very difficult, especially when there was an excited penis thrusting excitedly inside her vagina.

The mother desperately contracted her vaginal opening, simultaneously tightening the walls of her vagina. The rough penis, seemingly showing no mercy, rammed into the mother’s tender opening. Each friction felt like a taut bowstring, causing the mother’s narrow vulva to tremble incessantly.

“So tight…” I panted, thrusting my penis in and out with all my might. My penis was already firmly gripped by my mother’s cunt, and the taut, hardened walls of flesh continued to tighten.

I thrust into my mother four or five hundred times, each time faster and more violently than the last. Sometimes, before penetrating deep into her body, I would skillfully twist my buttocks to make my glans rotate fully at the sensitive opening before suddenly thrusting in. Other times, I would twist after thrusting in to make my glans rub against her clitoris until my thick, long penis penetrated deep into her body and reached the cervix.

Feeling her own son’s iron-like penis plunge into her lubricated, tender vagina, passing through her muddy honey passage, all the way to her cervix, the mother, afraid of pain, finally stopped and said to me shyly, “Son, Master… um… sex slave mom… is afraid of pain… yours is too big… please be gentle with mom…”

“What pain! You just need to be fucked! Mom, you should let me fuck your pussy more so you can get used to my cock.” My huge cock was deeply inserted into my mother’s lower body. My mother’s elastic and tender pussy could not contain my incredibly thick cock. The huge cock stretched my mother’s tender pussy to its limit. The glans was pressed against the bottom of my mother’s uterus, pointing upwards and supporting my mother’s sexy and smooth lower abdomen. The shape of the entire cock was clearly displayed on my mother’s sexy and smooth lower abdomen, forming a huge semi-cylinder. My mother’s tender uterus wrapped my glans in the front part of the cylinder of the lower abdomen, presenting a huge and protruding spherical shape.

“Ugh…so thick…” Breaking through her tight cervix, the huge, hot glans slammed into her wanton womb, pressing hard against the uterine wall. The force was so strong it felt like it was about to pierce her womb, penetrate her entire body, and then emerge from her delicate cherry lips. Mom felt her sexy body burning up.

Feeling her own son’s enormous penis almost piercing her body, the extreme pleasure made the mother unable to help but moan loudly: “Ah… Master son… Ah… Mom will try her best to hold onto your noble penis… Hmm… Ah… Ah… Master son… You’re so good… Ah… Mom… I feel like I’m going to be pierced by your penis… Mom loves you so much, Master son… Ah… Actually, it feels so good when you rape me… Mom is a lewd and shameless mother… Ah… Please punish this lewd and shameless mother severely with your penis… Ah… Master son… Ah…”

“Hehe! Don’t worry, son, I’ll fuck you, you bitch, to heaven! Mom, hurry up and use your cunt to squeeze my cock tight!” With that, I thrust my cock hard into my mother’s tender cunt and started pumping vigorously.

“Fuck your sex slave mom! Son, husband… Sex slave mom wants your cock, fuck sex slave mom hard… Oh oh…” Mom was completely out of control due to the intense sexual stimulation. Mom was completely immersed in the role of sex slave mom. Mom shook her head wildly, making even more lewd moans, her delicate body moving up and down incessantly, tacitly cooperating with my rhythm.

At this moment, the mother had thrown aside her identity, face, and moral taboos, and was enjoying the pleasure of sex to the fullest. Her full, naked breasts swayed seductively with the rhythm of her body movements.

At first, I was just making slight circles, but as I intensified my movements, those two round, perky, snow-white breasts trembled more and more violently, as if showing off their elasticity and weight, swinging out sexy parabolas that dazzled my eyes.

Hearing my mother’s confession, I was surprised by her quality as a sex slave. Her obedience made my lewd thoughts even more certain. I grabbed my mother’s round and slender legs with both hands, looking at the beautiful and sexy face of my sex slave mother who now belonged to me. I admired the crystal full breasts bouncing on my mother’s chest. Hearing my mother’s confession, I was extremely excited. The pleasure of successfully training my mother made me thrust into her violently. My mother felt a burning blank in her mind. The pain in her tender flesh was indescribable. My mother couldn’t help but try her best to lift her snowy buttocks, cooperating with my penis to thrust wildly in and out of her naturally famous flower hole.

And so, the mother and son succumbed to a bestial physical union, engaging in unrestrained and intense intercourse, committing the most shameless and immoral incestuous acts in the world.

A sense of guilt often wells up within us, but it is precisely this pleasure mixed with sin that brings us even greater excitement…

My mother, now in my hands, was like a naked and completely tamed lamb, allowing me to arouse her primal instincts again and again, completely accepting my caresses. Her dazed eyes looked at me with shame, yet her body betrayed her, convulsing with pleasure, her mouth uttering incoherent cries: “Ugh…don’t hit there anymore…ugh…it’s numb…don’t…face…ugh…”

Several loud thuds rang out again as I thrust forcefully once more, my thick penis penetrating deep into my mother’s vagina time and time again.

“Ah…ah…Mom…I…I can’t take it anymore…” Mom turned her head and protested with a soft cry, “It’s…too intense…”

My mother’s ecstatic appearance and seductive murmurs finally made me unable to resist any longer, and I raised my penis and began to thrust violently.

“Ah…ah…gently…gently!” The mother was rendered incoherent by her own son’s penetration, constantly interrupted by her own moans: “Mommy…it’s going to break…sob…”

“Want to climax, huh?” I thrust my penis, which I had just pulled out a little, back into my mother’s honey pot, and then my penis slammed against my mother’s honey pot, making a “slap slap slap” sound.

“Yes… I want… to make Mommy orgasm… Please… make Mommy… orgasm… It’s so embarrassing… Waaah…” Mommy pleaded shyly.

“I’m going to embarrass you! Just accept your fate… um… I’m feeling it, I’m about to come…” I kept speeding up.

Suddenly, Mom’s whole body stiffened, looking like she couldn’t bear the pleasure. Her snow-white arms tightly hugged my back, her fingers digging hard at my back, her delicate body trembling incessantly, her little mouth emitting lewd moans and groans. Her silk-stockinged feet wrapped tighter around my back, the walls of her tender vagina trembling as they gripped my penis, her uterus contracting violently in spasms.

At the same time, my mother’s moans became louder and more piercing, and she kept crying out. Her two long, slender legs wrapped around my buttocks, squeezing and pressing hard, as if trying to stuff my whole body into her tender flesh. Then, a wet, hot stream sprayed onto my still swollen glans.

“Oh, son, my hot, fresh semen is about to shoot into your ovulation uterus, Mom! Let’s fertilize it, Mom!” With that, my glans twitched against the wall of Mom’s uterus, and instantly ejaculated a large amount of semen, continuously filling Mom’s uterus, determined to inject every last drop of semen from my egg sac into Mom’s uterus.

“Ahhhhh!! I can feel it! Warm semen, it’s shooting in! It’s shooting into my uterus!” Mom opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, her face showing signs of orgasm.

The semen shot violently onto the mother’s uterine wall, pools of white, foul-smelling liquid filling her ovaries, fallopian tubes, and uterus. The sperm frantically roamed inside the mother’s uterus, searching for the hidden egg.

“Ahhh! It’s fertilized! It’s going to fertilize!” Mom lay on the ground, her confused eyes staring blankly ahead.

A lot of white liquid also flowed out from the place where the syringe and the mother were joined.

I pulled out the syringe, and streams of semen gushed from my mother’s vagina, flowing onto the ground and forming a pool of viscous liquid.

My mother and I remained motionless, embracing each other, as if we were born as one, with only a large amount of white, cloudy fluid continuously overflowing from the junction of our genitals…

“Haha, Mom, you seem to have had a really intense orgasm!” I looked at my mom, who was still in a daze after her orgasm. She was still in the doggy style position, lying on the ground with her breasts pressed against it.

The mother’s buttocks were raised high, and streams of semen flowed down from her vagina.

However, most of the semen still flowed into the mother’s uterus and lingered there.

After a while, Mom gradually recovered from the afterglow of her climax. When she saw the muddy state of her lower body, she couldn’t help but blush.

I pulled out my wet, throbbing cock, and my mother, who had already been violated to the point of weakness, was ordered to kneel down by the bed again. This time, the purpose was to perform oral sex.

The mother, still reeling from a fierce “physical battle,” sat limply on her calves, her plump, upturned buttocks slumped. Thick, white secretions continued to trickle from her wet vagina. She wondered how many times her own son would ejaculate inside her womb before he was satisfied. Perhaps only when she became pregnant would he stop. The thought of her hysterical son mechanically thrusting into her until he was exhausted filled her with shame. She could only blame the aphrodisiac on its overwhelming potency.

Now her own son is about to perform oral sex on her again. The thought of having his penis, which is covered in semen and her own vaginal fluid, in her mouth immediately fills her with a strong sense of nausea. But the mother has no right to resist. As a sex slave, she can only obey all of her master’s orders.

The mother stared blankly as her biological son walked up to her. His penis, which had just ejaculated, was right in front of her, its large shaft standing erect, the blood-red glans still dripping with semen. His scrotum, full of semen, swayed back and forth, and the entire penis was covered in sticky secretions that glistened. A strong, fishy stench assaulted the mother’s senses, causing her to turn her head away, but I turned it back to her.

“You slutty mom! What are you waiting for? Do you want me to teach you? Swallow it all and lick it with your tongue. If you dare to bite it with your teeth, you’ll regret it, understand?”

“Yes, son, master…” Under my threatening gaze, the policewoman mother finally straightened up, opened her beautiful little mouth and stuck out her tongue. She cupped her son’s sticky genitals in her hands and silently put his penis into her mouth, but she only swallowed half of it before stopping.

“What, son? Didn’t I explain it clearly? Swallow it all, now!” I commanded again.

Finally, the mother took her son’s penis completely into her mouth. At this moment, it was as if the lingering effects of the aphrodisiac began to take hold again, and the fire of lust began to burn throughout her body once more.

The mother leaned forward forcefully, her face flushed, and tried to tighten her cheeks as she began to lick her son’s penis little by little with her soft tongue.

Seeing my mother, whom I had conquered, now kneeling obediently between my legs, desperately providing me with sexual services with her mouth, filled me with an evil sense of satisfaction. I grabbed my mother’s hair with one hand and held her chin with the other, and began to thrust rapidly in and out of her mouth.

The enormous penis almost filled the mother’s entire mouth. The mother couldn’t take it anymore and let out a pitiful groan while involuntarily shaking her sexy, upturned buttocks.

But I was in the middle of it all and wasn’t about to let it go. With each thrust, I plunged my glans deep into my mother’s throat.

My mother could only breathe through her nose, which almost suffocated her. The pleasure was even greater than that of raping my beautiful policewoman mother. The sexual pleasure brought a smile to my face.

“Keep going like this, hey… Mom, you really seem to really enjoy sucking your own son’s cock. Mom, you’re a pervert, a real masochist!” I let go of my hands and let my mother do the piston-like motion herself. My freed hands began to gently stroke my mother’s soft hair, while I looked down at her with a conqueror’s smile.

“Take it in deeper, you lowly slave mother.”

“Ugh…” Tears welled up in the mother’s eyes, but she still obeyed orders and took the penis deep into her mouth, the glans touching her throat.

At this moment, his hands unconsciously grasped the two drooping testicles and gently played with them.

Actually, after my perverse training, my mother’s psychology has slowly undergone subtle changes. The penis that used to disgust her has now become a source of fascination for me. The excitement generated by the perverse intercourse has made my mother forget her previous fear, and the pungent smell of semen is no longer so repulsive to her.

“Am I really a lewd mother? A perverted slut?” Although the mother tried her best to get rid of this thought, she couldn’t convince herself when she thought about her current behavior.

It’s only been less than two days since she was kidnapped, and her mother has already been turned into a complete slut by her own son.

Tears mixed with saliva streamed down her mother’s beautiful, fair neck and onto her two jade-like breasts.

“Yes, that’s it. Now you need to suck it tightly with your lips, just like it feels like it’s being inserted into a vagina. And you need to use force… Right, haha… Mom, your oral sex skills are getting better and better, you’re a natural slut!” I hugged my mother’s head from above, controlling the speed of her oral sex: “At the same time, you also need to use your tongue to lick the penis inside your mouth, don’t stop, ah… very good!”

“Lick the fleshy sac below too, and keep it in your mouth.”

“Yes, son, master…” Mom replied shamefully, tossing her long hair behind her back, gently lifting my penis and continuing to lick the remaining semen on my black scrotum with her tongue. Soon she took the entire scrotum into her mouth.

“Hehe… Mom’s already addicted.” I was secretly pleased. I realized that Mom had developed a masochistic desire and had begun to accept my discipline.

After raping my beautiful policewoman mother, I made her willingly suck my big cock. What pleased me even more was the intoxicated, lewd expression on her face. This brought my sadistic desires to their peak, and I felt incredibly excited, so I increased my movements significantly.

“Ah… son, I’m going to ejaculate, precious semen, Mommy must drink it all… otherwise I’ll ejaculate even more into Mommy’s uterus… oh… I’m ejaculating!” My body trembled as I ejaculated a large amount of semen.

My mother was amazed that I could still ejaculate so much semen after several intense sexual encounters. She felt my penis tremble in her mouth, and a warm, sticky fluid gushed out of her urethra and flowed down her throat.

Her mouth was filled with her own son’s semen-filled penis, and she felt more miserable than if she had been raped. Yet, this feeling produced a perverse and intense sensuality. Strangely, what should have made her vomit was now tasted delicious. She felt that the warm, slightly salty nectar in her mouth was driving her crazy. She greedily swallowed it, forgetting that her actions were shameful, and instead letting her emotions run wild.

“Does your master’s semen taste good, you slutty mother?” I asked as I pulled my big cock out of my mother’s mouth. When the glans left her lips, she still seemed unwilling to let go.

“Don’t rush, sexy mom.” I held down my mom’s delicate body. She looked at me with a dazed expression, her seductive eyes full of desire. I rummaged through the drawers in the wooden house and found a white lace bra, a light purple pair of panties, a pair of thin and smooth transparent purple pantyhose, and a pair of silver high heels, which I threw on the ground.

“Slutty mom, take your time getting dressed. You always pride yourself on being pure and innocent, so let your son, the master, see the nobility of a bitch!” I looked with great interest at the naked bitch mom lying on the ground, panting.

Mom struggled to her feet, sat on the ground in a daze for a moment, then blushed and began to put on her sexy clothes.

With light and graceful movements, Mom lifted the milky white lace bra, slipped her arms through the thin straps, and hung them on her alluring shoulders. Her hands were naturally bent, and she fastened the back hooks, allowing her full breasts to fully enter the cups.

After fastening the straps, Mom gently adjusted the shoulder straps on both sides, finally outlining a perfect chest curve, with her snow-white, large breasts almost spilling out.

After putting on her bra, Mom picked up the sheer purple silk panties and put them on. The thin fabric barely covered her most private parts, and her lush pubic hair stretched out like a red apricot peeking over a wall. The small panties couldn’t contain her plump buttocks at all, and most of her snow-white skin was exposed to the air.

“How lewd!” Mom looked herself over carefully. Her beautiful figure had always been something she was proud of, and in this situation, she began to admire herself.

“You naughty mom, I told you to be slow, not to be horny!”

“Son, master, the bitch was wrong!” The mother seemed to wake from a dream, took a deep breath, picked up the purple stockings, elegantly raised her left leg, put the left stockings on her soft and smooth sole, and slowly pulled them up her calf along the smooth curves.

Her toes were pointed, her jade feet stretched downwards, outlining a beautiful arch, and down to below her knees, the stockings evenly covered her delicate and graceful calves, revealing her crystal-clear jade feet.

Purple stockings accentuated her snow-white skin, creating a natural and flawless look. Through the thin fabric, the outline of her grape-like toes was faintly visible.

With gentle and graceful movements, Mom followed suit, putting the other stocking over her right leg. The elastic stocking clung tightly to Mom’s jade-like leg.

After the calf part was put on, Mom stood up and pulled the stockings up her smooth thighs until the sexy and beautiful stockings completely covered her smooth and soft legs.

After putting on her stockings, Mom deftly slipped her delicate feet into silver high-heeled sandals, fastening thin straps around her slender, smooth ankles to reveal her exceptionally sexy insteps and toes.

“You slutty mom, show your son your shameless side when you put on stockings at home!”

“Yes, son, master!” The mother stood gracefully on the snow-white carpet, the soft, fluffy feeling coming from the soles of her feet.

The mother unconsciously stroked her legs, adjusting the folds on her buttocks, crotch, and thighs. Soon, the alluring purple stockings blended perfectly with her body, shimmering with an enticing and lewd luster.

The mother passionately stroked the curves of her jade-like legs, while at the same time, her beautiful legs, encased in purple stockings, rubbed against each other. The thin, smooth stockings felt incredibly soft and comfortable against her flesh.

“Son, master, bitch… Mom… wants it!” The mother felt an itchy, tingling sensation in her lower body again, and her slender hand couldn’t help but place it on her honey hole, rubbing it through her stockings. Her seductive eyes stared at me with a thousand kinds of charm.

“Hey Mom, no rush, put this on first!” I continued to throw Mom’s police uniform over.

The mother didn’t dare to delay and quickly put on her sky-blue police uniform and dark black police skirt.

In an instant, the heroic policewoman mother returned, but unfortunately, things had changed. The dignified policewoman uniform failed to awaken her reason, and the depraved and licentious mother could never go back to the way she was before.

As the saying goes, one’s appearance reflects one’s heart. Even now, dressed in the same clothes, my mother can’t help but exude a lewd aura.

Moreover, her mother’s attire was rather strange. A policewoman’s uniform with flesh-colored stockings and black leather shoes would normally highlight her noble and dignified temperament, but now she was wearing a pair of light purple ultra-thin pantyhose and silver open-toe high-heeled sandals.

Anyone who sees this outfit will inevitably think of the seductive uniformed policewomen in nightclubs, and will not think that this is actually a real policewoman.

The mother’s feelings were complicated. Looking at her lewd attire, it seemed that some perverse and stimulating discipline was inevitable. Thinking of this, the mother felt both fear and excitement.

I set up the camera and then grinned lewdly at my mother, saying, “Slutty Mom! Come here! To prove you’re a proper bitch now, your son’s master is here to film a documentary about you today!”

“How…how do I film this…” Ever since the mother was raped and disciplined by her own son, her lewd nature has been completely unleashed, turning her into a lowly sex slave. The thought of being recorded by her own son in an even more shameful video made the mother unconsciously clench her legs together, becoming even more curious and excited about what was about to happen.

“Let’s film a ‘Becoming a Female Dog Mom’ movie, divided into four parts! The first part is filming the female dog mom’s oral sex technique; the second part is filming the female dog mom’s foot fetish technique; the third part is filming the female dog mom’s squirting posture; and the fourth part is filming the female dog mom’s sexual intercourse technique! Hehe!” I said with a lewd grin.

Her mother’s pretty face flushed red with embarrassment, while a forbidden thrill rose in her heart.

I pointed the camera at Mom and said, “Mommy! Attention! Action! First, please introduce yourselves!”

My mother felt her face burning and wished she could disappear from the camera immediately, but I glared at her fiercely. Left with no other choice, she had to speak hesitantly.

“I…I’m Michelle…I’m…I’m thirty-four years old…I’m a…policewoman!” Mom introduced herself, her voice trembling slightly.

The mother in front of the camera exudes a graceful and noble aura, mature yet beautiful, dignified yet alluring. Her pretty face, captivating eyes, and flawless legs, clad in shimmering purple sheer stockings, and her perfect feet in silver stilettos, all complemented by her solemn police uniform, are breathtaking.

“Please strike a charming pose, bitch!”

Since falling into the clutches of her own son, the mother has been subjected to his various forms of training and torment for days. Her lewd nature has been constantly unearthed. Now, wearing her police uniform again, her original heroic, noble, and elegant temperament has gradually faded, replaced by a lewd and seductive demeanor. The camera shines on the mother.

The mother looked stunning in front of the camera. She had a tall and slender figure with beautiful, curvaceous body lines, fair skin, a sweet and mellow complexion, slightly pursed lips, and a gentle smile.

Her large, bright eyes seemed to speak volumes, sparkling with captivating light. Beneath her delicate peach-blossom cheeks was a pink, jade-like neck. Only the red collar around her neck reminded her of her status as a female dog. With my special styling, the top two buttons of her police uniform were undone, revealing a patch of fair, jade-like skin at the neckline. Below, a pair of firm, plump breasts outlined undulating curves that were intoxicating.

The hem of the light blue police uniform was tightly tucked into the black police skirt, highlighting her incredibly slender waist and plump, rounded, pink buttocks. A pair of smooth, long legs in light purple stockings peeked out from under the skirt.

I sat on the sofa and waved to my mother.

With light, graceful steps, Mom walked towards the sofa, swaying her slender waist and plump, rounded buttocks. Her large, perky breasts trembled slightly with each step. Mom’s movements carried a hint of allure and glistening charm. Her crystal high heels clicked crisply on the smooth floor.

From the moment my mother took her first step from her delicate feet to the sofa, it was only a few dozen seconds, yet it made me hold my breath, my blood boil, and my eyes widen, as if I were afraid of missing this magnificent sight.

Seeing her biological son’s gaze following her every step, the mother felt increasingly proud. She had forgotten the cruel reality of being a sex slave, raped and humiliated by her own son, and instead began to enjoy it. At this moment, the mother felt that she was the master of her biological son.

I grabbed my mother’s breast and squeezed it hard. She immediately collapsed to the ground in pain. I lewdly grinned and said, “What? Is your slutty mother acting all high and mighty again? Don’t you know your place anymore?”

My mother gave me a reproachful look and whispered, “It was clearly you who made Mom…”

“Call me Master!” I exerted my strength again.

“Ah…” Mom’s delicate body trembled with pain, and she hurriedly said, “Master… please don’t be so rough… Mom will be good…”

I reached out and pinched my mother’s face with one hand, then lifted her head up.

I looked at my mother’s flawless face and nodded, “Yes, she’s wearing makeup, she looks much better.”

“You flatter me, Master…” My mother pouted as I pinched her cheek, and her voice changed.

“Hey mommy, come up here and show me your oral sex skills!” I released my grip on my mom’s face and waved at her.

Upon hearing this, Mom stood up, then, in her high heels, slowly climbed onto the sofa from the back.

I was still leaning back on the sofa, and I stretched my other leg out onto the sofa, spreading my legs wide apart. My mother crawled past my feet and reached out to continue holding my big penis.

By this time, my big cock had slowly hardened. Its already extremely prominent size became even darker, thicker, and longer after hardening. Compared to my big cock, my mother’s fair and tender little hand holding my big cock looked rather petite.

My mother knelt at my feet, grasped my large penis, and stroked it a few times. As my penis grew larger, she leaned forward, opened her red lips, and took the head of my penis into her mouth.

“Waaaaah…”

My mother’s red lips tightly enveloped my penis, and my glans stretched her small mouth wide open. With each swallow and thrust, a whimper escaped her lips.

I leaned back on the sofa, watching the beautiful, mature woman in her sheer stockings obediently kneeling between my legs and giving me oral sex, her face beaming with smugness.

The camera flashed coldly at the mother.

“Waaaaah…”

My mother was still diligently swallowing and spitting out my big cock, and I reached forward with my right hand and pressed my mother’s head down hard.

“Um–”

When I pressed down, my glans seemed to hit my mother’s throat, causing her to cry out. However, she didn’t complain. She spat out my penis, coughed lightly a couple of times, adjusted herself, and then pounced on me again, continuing to suck and swallow my penis.

Seeing my mother just kneeling down and sucking my big cock, I got even more excited. I raised an eyebrow and said to my mother with great interest, “Mom, if Dad came over and saw you kneeling down here giving me oral sex, what do you think he would think?”

My words made my mother blush with embarrassment, but she didn’t dare to answer.

My mother didn’t respond to my verbal insults; instead, she licked my big penis even more vigorously.

She took my huge glans into her mouth, her red lips tightly enveloping my big cock. Then she used her sexy little tongue to circle around my glans, the tip of her tongue encircling the coronal sulcus. Her tongue cleaned my big cock, eating all the dirt off it.

My expression clearly showed that I was very satisfied with my mother’s service. Every now and then, the tip of her tongue would lightly touch the meatus of my glans, and then she would take a deep breath at the meatus. At this moment, I let out a long sigh of pleasure.

“Ah—that feels so good—”

After I finished speaking, I reached out and patted my mother’s head. My mother then spat out the big penis, looked up at me, and said that she had no penis.

“Come here, seduce me with your little sexy feet!” I beckoned to my mother.

Upon hearing this, Mom obediently sat on the sofa, subtly lifting her already low skirt with a hint of provocation.

My mother’s police skirt was very short, the hem barely covering the top of her snow-white thighs. A pair of crystal-clear, smooth and delicate silk stockings shimmered with a purple glow, peeking out from the hem of the skirt.

Through the sheer purple stockings, one could clearly see her fair and smooth thighs, her calves as smooth as silk, and at the end of her exquisite curves were a pair of alluring feet, demurely pressed together.

She wore a pair of spotless, shimmering silver crystal high heels, which, combined with the sheen of her pale purple stockings, made her delicate feet appear even more alluring, exuding a captivating charm.

The mother’s back was pressed tightly against the back of the sofa, her two jade-like legs stretched straight forward, her slender legs and taut insteps forming a straight line.

A pair of beautiful feet in stockings and high heels dangled naturally in the air, their toes swaying gently, their neat, rounded toes curving and stretching at the tips of the stockings, creating an incredibly alluring pose.

The thrilling performance continued as the mother slowly retracted her beautiful foot, which had been suspended in mid-air. Her toes gently tilted downwards, and her hands deftly untied the thin straps on her high heels. Her smooth, delicate ankles were freed from their constraints, and along the flowing lines, her elegant arch obediently slipped out of the high heels, revealing half of her beautiful foot. It was truly a case of “long-awaited debut, like a woman half-concealing her face while playing the pipa.”

Through the gap between the sole of the shoe and the arch of the foot, you can vaguely see the smooth sole of the foot.

The high heels slid slowly down towards the toes, the swaying silk-clad feet and the slowly sliding high heels creating a beautiful dynamic effect.

The light toes playfully hooked the shoe surface, and ten beautiful and delicate toes swayed and curled at the shoe tips.

Finally, with a crisp sound, the crystal-colored high heels slipped off her mother’s jade toes and landed on the ground.

I swallowed hard several times; the successfully trained female dog was just too tempting.

Without any hesitation, Mom pulled her soft right foot in front of her, gently adjusting the toe of her sock. Through the sheer stockings, she rubbed her smooth toes, while one hand gently massaged her toes. Her alluring toes twitched a few times in coordination with her hand movements, and she twisted her smooth ankles to adjust the position of the stockings around her toes to the most comfortable position.

After finishing, Mom stretched her toes and raised her feet high, revealing her graceful and supple soles to the camera. Through the thin stockings, a few blue veins could be faintly seen on the delicate soles of her feet.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment. Seeing such a sensual scene, I was completely captivated. I stared intently at my mother’s long legs in stockings, almost forgetting that we were still filming. It took me a few seconds to come back to my senses. I quickly went around to my mother’s side, squatted down, and held one of her stockinged feet, and began to appreciate it.

The mother leaned tightly against the back of the chair, her legs forming a 30-degree V-shape. Her pale purple silk feet were held and suspended high in the air.

I admired my mother’s beautiful feet as if they were precious treasures. My hands stroked her long, alluring legs, occasionally tugging at them as I played with them.

Then I said to the camera, “Mommy’s sexy feet are so alluring, her beautiful legs in stockings are absolutely captivating! No wonder she’s my best bitch!”

The mother’s feelings were somewhat complicated. On the one hand, she felt extremely pleased to hear her own son praise her beautiful legs in stockings; on the other hand, playing and recording at the same time was a form of public humiliation. After all, she had only been “trained” by her own son for a short time, and it would be quite difficult for her to completely let go like a slut.

The mother’s heart began to race. The caresses and playfulness of her own son brought her a strange sensation, and the itching on the soles of her feet spread from her silk stockings to her entire body.

Every part of the beautiful feet—the soles, arches, insteps, ankles, and toes—was repeatedly stroked, teased, and played with.

Slowly, the mother’s face flushed slightly. She secretly glanced at her son out of the corner of her eye. Her son remained unmoved, but upon seeing his mother’s condition, a lewd glint appeared in his calm demeanor. He stared intently at her silk-stockinged legs and jade-like feet, a strange smile playing on his lips.

As if her own son had seen right through her, the mother was at a loss, and her silk-stockinged feet involuntarily retracted due to nervousness.

This contraction was significant; the previously relaxed feet began to tense up, and the five crystal-clear toes came together tightly, curving slightly towards the soles of the feet.

Thin purple stockings encased her delicate toes, outlining a beautiful silhouette along her taut soles.

Because of nervousness, the soles of her feet were already soaked with fragrant sweat, which dampened the stockings on the soles of her feet, making the stockings cling even tighter to her mother’s slightly sunken soles.

Through the sheer purple stockings, my mother’s soles looked exceptionally fair. I grinned lewdly and brought my nose close to her smooth, silky feet.

The unique fragrance of her beautiful feet and the comfortable body temperature stimulated me together.

“Mom’s feet are so beautiful!” I exclaimed passionately, kissing those mesmerizing feet. Then, I rubbed my cheek against the smooth, soft soles of my mother’s feet and began to massage them.

“So comfortable… ah… ah.”

Sensitive skin on her feet, textured ultra-thin stockings, her own son stimulating her from every angle, causing an indescribable itching all over her body.

My mother’s ten neat toes kept stretching and bending to relax the muscles in her feet and slightly reduce the irresistible desire.

Noticing the slight changes in my mother’s body, I grinned lewdly and prepared to start playing with her in a new position.

With my left hand I held my mother’s beautiful, delicate foot, while my right palm pressed tightly against her shapely calf, sliding upwards along the soft curve, past the alluring bend of her leg, her fair thigh, and her rounded buttocks, before moving down to the top of her leg. It was another cycle from top to bottom. The moment my fingertips lightly touched my mother’s smooth, silk-stockinged foot, it brought her a subtle pleasure.

After stroking my mother’s smooth, silk-stockinged legs a few times with my right hand, I sat down. My mother’s beautiful feet in stockings were right in front of my chest. I reached out and grabbed her delicate little feet, holding them in my arms. Through the stockings, I stroked my mother’s smooth, round heels and fair insteps, and played with each of her slender, delicate toes. Then I picked up my mother’s right foot, pressed it to the tip of my nose, felt the soft, smooth sole, and began to gently lick it with my tongue.

A jolt of electric pleasure shot through both my feet simultaneously, and my mother gradually became responsive. Her right foot jerked as if she had been electrocuted, and her smooth, white sole landed squarely on my mouth and nose. A scent of perfume, leather, and nylon stockings, mixed with a slightly sour smell, wafted from her slippery sole into my senses, making me feel utterly intoxicated.

I gently moved my mother’s jade-like feet away, grabbed her toes, and bit a small hole in the stockings at the toe tips, tearing them open until the tight stockings were pulled back to her rounded ankles.

The mother couldn’t help but shyly pull her jade-like feet back, her insteps slightly arched, her five toes tightly clenched together, and slightly bent downwards.

Looking at those soft, fragrant feet, I could no longer restrain myself. I brought my mother’s hands to my mouth, pressed my tongue against the soft, fragrant soles, and began to lick them.

Starting with the smooth, delicate soles of the feet, the full, white insteps, and the soft spaces between the toes, the tongue finally took in the five slender, white toes and began to suck. After sucking on each toe one by one, the tongue teased the crystal-clear toe pads, rolling around the already deep, fragrant spaces between the toes. Just a little movement was enough to make the tender feet tremble.

With her eyes tightly closed and lips slightly parted, Mom was weak and unable to bear it any longer, moaning softly and involuntarily emitting “hmm…hmm” sounds. Her slender, fair feet were being played with in different ways at the same time, bringing her unparalleled pleasure. The electric-like stimulation from her feet quickly spread throughout her body. Mom felt an unbearable itching in her lower body, and she swayed her delicate body, entering a state of ecstasy.

During this time, I constantly humiliated and abused my mother, and I knew her lewd nature inside and out. In my eyes, my mother was a born slut who was willing to be abused and liked to be played with. I proudly put down my mother’s pair of jade feet.

The mother looked slightly disheveled. Her police skirt had been pulled up above her waist, revealing her purple silk underwear. Her feet were frozen in mid-air as she stared at her biological son with a mixture of fear and anticipation.

“What alluring little feet!” I exclaimed, lightly grasping my mother’s smooth ankles.

“Ah…it tickles!” Mom gasped softly as a warm breath reached her feet, bringing a wave of comfort. It turned out that while Mom was engrossed in her work, I had stuck out my tongue and started licking her delicate toes.

“It tastes really good!” I commented on the taste of my mother’s silk-skinned feet like a discerning gourmet, which made my mother blush.

“But I still love my son very much. Come on, sexy mom, stretch out your sexy legs!”

My mother cooperated with my movements, extending her delicate feet in front of me with her toes pointed.

“The curves are so beautiful!” I commented, stroking the gentle curves back and forth, finally stopping at my mother’s toes, and giving her a lewd smile.

Before my mother could react, I used my right hand to pull back my five crystal-clear toes, forcing my soles to straighten and revealing the tender, white flesh on my palms.

Then, using your thumbnail, draw a straight line from top to bottom across the taut sole of your foot.

“Ah…it’s so itchy!” This torment had exceeded the mother’s tolerance limit, and she began to moan and twist her ankles, trying to get rid of it.

“Hmph!” I sneered, easily grabbing the silk-clad foot again and continuing to trace patterns on it.

“It itches so much… Please, let Mom go!” This pleasure, like an electric current, traveled through her thin stockings and spread throughout her body, making her tremble uncontrollably.

She began to exert force with her toes, her toes constantly curling and flexing, making the scene increasingly sensual and alluring.

If my mother’s feet are a field of fertile land, then my hands are the hardworking farmer.

My fingers meandered along the clear lines on the soles of my mother’s feet.

Sometimes he would concentrate all his strength on a single fingertip, teasing his mother’s delicate soles; sometimes he would move with the force of thunder, sweeping across the soles of her feet; and sometimes he would tease and rub between her sensitive toes through her stockings.

At this moment, a giant lotus flower seemed to bloom in Mom’s heart, with countless variations, yet all of them remained the same: itching, comfort, and enjoyment.

The mother had completely let go, swaying her body wantonly, her limbs like vines swaying in the wind.

His handsome face beamed with a wide smile, emitting groans that he couldn’t quite place—whether of joy or pain.

A tingling and comfortable sensation emanated from her sensitive, delicate feet through her stockings; Mom was already in a state of blissful ecstasy from the pleasure.

Her face was flushed like a peach blossom, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her starry eyes were tightly closed, her pearly teeth were gently biting, and she was crying softly. Her legs were trembling, her upper body was already weak, and she lay limply on the sofa.

Yet I continued to tirelessly ravage those perfect, beautiful feet.

Suddenly changing her position, she straddled her mother, tightly hooking one of her silk-stockinged legs around her neck, while placing her other bare, delicate, and smooth foot near her mouth. Her glistening, white toes pressed against her lips, and she began to lick them again, her nimble tongue exploring every tender crevice between her toes.

The uncomfortable position forced my mother to tense her feet, her five delicate and lovely toes stiffly gripping the soles of her feet and tightly hooking around my neck to maintain her balance.

My hands then wandered along her shapely calves, stimulating her from all sides and making her eyes glaze over with desire.

“Mom’s feet are so beautiful. It must feel amazing to fuck such a foot!” After licking for a few minutes, I reluctantly put down those beautiful feet. Without giving Mom much time to catch her breath, I raised my already bulging penis, grasped Mom’s fair and tender feet, and rubbed them against her smooth and delicate insteps through the thin stockings, drawing circles like a paintbrush.

The mother shyly pulled her feet back, but they were quickly caught again. Her soft soles clamped together and rubbed the large penis back and forth, with up-and-down sliding and thrusting motions.

The delicate lines of her soles rubbed against her foreskin through the purple stockings, while her glans darted between her slender toes, bringing me waves of pleasure that grew stronger with each passing moment.

Obviously, I didn’t want to ejaculate on my mother’s silk-stockinged feet so soon. After thrusting in and out a few dozen times, I reluctantly let go of my mother’s silk-stockinged feet.

“Sexy mom, please use your little sexy feet to serve your son.”

My mother was in a state of blissful ecstasy from my ministrations. She herself didn’t understand why she could derive such pleasure from simply having her feet played with.

My mother took the initiative to lift her long, stockinged legs, stretched out her feet, and placed her right foot on my genitals. Her white, silk-stockinged foot stepped on my big penis, and her toes moved around on it. She would occasionally use her big toe and second toe to pinch and stroke my erect penis up and down.

Her tender, smooth toes gently rubbed against the glans, her toes playfully twirling. The soft, supple skin touched the sensitive glans, and I felt an indescribable pleasure as a warm current surged from my thighs to the tips of my hair.

The pent-up semen erupted like a volcano, scalding hot, and splashed onto the mother’s delicate silk-stockinged feet.

At that moment, Mom was once again overcome by rising lust. Unconsciously, her vulva was already leaking fluid, which soaked into her shiny panties and looked particularly tempting. I unconsciously stroked Mom’s vulva.

My mother’s body tilted slightly, her silk-stockinged legs went weak, and her silk-stockinged feet went limp. She subconsciously stepped on the glans of my penis, which had just ejaculated, and I was immediately aroused again. The glans of my penis, which had just ejaculated, spurted out the last wisp of white fluid under the pressure of my jade feet, spraying it once more into the gaps between my mother’s soft, numb toes. My mother’s silk-stockinged toes were completely stained with sticky fluid. The white fluid covered each plump, smooth toe, just like fruit smeared with salad dressing, full of a layer of lustful aura, nourishing my silk-stockinged feet and moisturizing my jade toes.

“You slutty mom, enjoying yourself, huh!” The familiar voice, tinged with indifference, instantly brought the mother back to the harsh reality.

“Son, master… please spare your mother…” My mother was terrified of me, her voice filled with tension and trembling.

“Get down and kneel down!”

My mother obediently got off the sofa, lowered her head like a female dog, knelt on all fours, and lay prostrate at my feet. Her police uniform looked so conspicuous.

“You slutty mom, stick your ass out!”

My mother obediently followed my instructions, placing her hands on the ground, burying her head deeply in front of her, raising her plump buttocks high, her silk-stockinged legs pressed together, presenting a delicate and graceful line, kneeling nervously in front of the camera.

I slowly walked towards my mother and took the dog leash from her neck. At that moment, my mother seemed to sense that something was wrong with me. A chilling coldness seeped into her heart through her thin stockings from the floor.

The mother had a vague feeling that tonight would be another sleepless night, but this sleeplessness was filled with humiliation, and she vaguely felt that she still had a lot to endure…

I continued coldly, “You slutty mom! Pee like a bitch! Hurry up!”

“ah?”

The mother’s pretty face instantly turned red, but she quickly resigned herself to closing her eyes. She lifted one foot, revealing her soaked underwear, then adjusted her breathing. Golden urine broke through the restraints of her white underwear and stockings, spilling onto the floor, gleaming with a lewd light under the camera lens.

“You naughty mom, you’re having a good time peeing, aren’t you? Spread your legs up in the air!”

The mother lay in despair on her own urine, her limbs outstretched, then obediently raised.

“Slutty mom, lift your slutty feet higher, your son is going to play with your little slutty feet until they’re ruined.” I clamped down on my mom’s pair of jade feet.

“Please let your son, master, ravage me!” Mom obediently raised her legs high behind her, positioning them for me to ravage her.

“Hmph, she’s quite obedient now, but it’s too late!” I roughly ripped off her crystal high heels and tossed them aside. My mother’s perfect jade feet were covered in wet stockings, and her ten neat and translucent toes were tense and curved into an elegant shape.

“What’s this?”

My foot?

“Say it again?!” I suddenly pinched my mother’s fair skin hard through her stockings!

“Ah… son, master. It’s your slutty mother, your slutty mother’s slutty feet…”

“What are sexy feet for?” Having received a satisfactory answer, I turned to gently stroking them.

“Originally meant for walking, but after meeting my son, my sexy feet became his playthings, for him to abuse and play with!” My mother was pinned down by me, her legs raised high, forced to say these lewd words.

“Your feet are quite pretty, don’t you think, sexy mom!” My hand continued to wander over my mom’s jade feet through the stockings. The slight touch through the stockings brought a little comfort to my mom’s pain.

“No… I wouldn’t dare… Master, my feet are so filthy and cheap, they don’t deserve the word ‘beautiful’…”

“What does Mom’s sexy feet deserve?” I persisted.

“Mommy’s sexy feet only deserve to be ravaged by her son, the master. The more her son abuses her, the happier the bitch mommy is…”

“Hmph, you slutty mom, remember you said it yourself. When your master starts abusing you, he won’t hold back!”

“Yes… it’s my son, Master…”

“Mom, now that you’re ready… please take off your high heels.”

Despite her reluctance, Mom eventually bent down and took off her right high heel.

When my mother’s sexy foot, encased in flesh-colored stockings, was exposed to the air, my blood boiled with excitement!

At that moment, I choked back tears as I watched my mother extend one of her long, beautiful legs in stockings. Then, shyly, I stretched out my mother’s stunning silk-stockinged foot in front of me, nervously clenching her delicate toes encased in the stockings, and perfectly positioned that silk-stockinged foot between my legs.

My mother’s posture of stretching and arching her back made my eyes widen in amazement!

I’m so excited!

Although I kept a straight face, I was actually very excited.

When my mother’s beautiful, stockinged foot reached towards my crotch, I couldn’t help but feel a surge of desire.

I quickly calmed myself down, carefully supporting my mother’s soft heel with my left hand, then pressing my right hand against the sole of her stockinged foot, and gently kneading it.

“Xiao Lun… Mom begs you… please don’t do this…”

“You slutty mom! You still dare to resist after all this? Do you want your son to send your shameful mother-son sex video to everyone to see?!”

The mother could only close her beautiful eyes in sorrow and shame, letting her own son play with her silk-clad feet.

I triumphantly played with my mother’s silk-stockinged feet. My mother felt an unspeakable itching sensation coming from the soles of her feet, and this itching sensation instantly invaded my mother’s whole body, causing her long, straight silk-stockinged legs to tremble involuntarily!

“Mmm… Huff… Ah…”

My mother let out a soft moan of unbearable discomfort, which made me extremely proud. I could play with my mother’s sexy silk-stockinged feet at will, and she was completely unable to resist. This meant that my mother was basically in my hands, and I could do whatever I wanted with her.

“Mommy, your moans are so lewd, you really are a slutty mommy, hehehehe…”

I deliberately humiliated my mother.

The shame my mother felt was indescribable. The ticklish feeling on her bare feet was enough to make her convulse, and the silk-stockinged foot that was stretched between my legs naturally made her extremely nervous.

At this moment, I smiled without saying a word. I saw the silk-clad foot in my hand twitching and the five jade toes encased in the stockings trembling and tightly clenched together, like shy flower buds waiting to bloom, as if they were trying to escape my massage. I looked up at my mother opposite me and saw that she was bowing her head and not saying a word, her face flushed with embarrassment. I simply used my fingers to flick those clenched jade toes.

“ah……”

“How was it, you slutty mom? Was it great?”

“Oh…no, no…”

Because of her nervousness, her toes, which were clenched into a ball, were pried open by me, which immediately made my mother feel an indescribable sense of shame!

My mother couldn’t help but cry out in embarrassment, which at the same time aroused me greatly!

At this moment, my anxious and helpless mother was forced to stretch out her silk-clad legs for her biological son to play with, and I felt extremely proud. I boldly teased her silky toes with my fingers, and then pressed my thumb deeply into the sole of her foot, repeatedly touching and playing with it.

“Huff…huff…Xiao Lun…please…please spare your mother…”

The mother hoped her biological son would let her go, because at this moment she felt her silk-stockinged feet becoming increasingly itchy from my teasing, and what was even more terrifying was that the lustful poison in her body was gradually taking effect.

An invisible sexual urge surged from the veins on her silk-clad feet into her mother’s entire body, causing her vagina to gradually become wet.

“Impossible, you slutty mom, stretch out your left foot too, I want to play with it too!”

My greed wasn’t satisfied with just one beautiful foot in stockings, so I started to make even more audacious demands of my mother.

Although my mother was still shaken, she gritted her teeth and took off the high heel on her other silk-stockinged foot in order to end this shameful scene as soon as possible. Then she put her trembling right silk-stockinged foot into my hand as well.

At this moment, my mother’s two beautiful silk-stockinged feet finally fell into my hands, and my fingers were playing with those jade toes wrapped in crystal stockings.

And I kept teasing the tender soles of her feet, visible through the silky socks.

This forced those two already tense and ashamed silk-clad feet to tremble and try to avoid each other.

But no matter how those silk-clad feet tried to dodge and escape, they couldn’t escape my terrifying clutches.

I revealed a lewd look, pulled out my hideous and thick penis, and then pressed it between my mother’s two silky and stunningly beautiful feet. The glans was gleaming with an obscene light, as if it were staring intently at its prey!

“No…uh…uh…no…”

The mother gasped repeatedly, her sensitive feet about to face a terrible humiliation, but she dared not escape. She could only continue to suppress the shame in her heart, forced to watch with humiliation as her own son shamelessly violated and played with her precious silk-stockinged feet. An obscene and cunning foot fetish play unfolded so openly…

At this moment, I was not in a hurry. Of course, I would not miss this rare foot fetish feast. I first held my mother’s two trembling, soft, silky feet firmly in my hands, and then used my knees to lift up my mother’s two slender, silky ankles. In this way, my mother’s two shameful silky feet were obediently placed between my crotch.

Then, I grasped my mother’s feet with both hands and pressed my two thumbs onto the soles of her feet. After a while, I quickly found the Yongquan acupoint on the sole of my mother’s foot. This acupoint is the most sensitive part of the foot and is also the longevity acupoint. Regularly pressing it can dredge the meridians, promote blood circulation, and prolong life.

But using it on a mother’s feet at this time would undoubtedly be like drinking poison to quench thirst, or adding fuel to the fire!

I grasped my mother’s two silk-stockinged feet, first gently flicking her silk-stockinged toes with my thumbs, then slowly rubbing my thumbs towards the soles of her feet.

Then, pinching the soles of her feet with two fingers, he aimed at the Yongquan acupoints on the sensitive parts of her feet and used his thick fingers to forcefully push them into the soles of her mother’s feet!

“Aaaaaah!!”

Instantly, an indescribable soreness surged up from the soles of Mom’s feet!

This forced the mother to scream as well. At the same time, her two crystal silk feet, which had been quiet, suddenly began to clench her ten jade toes violently again, causing her two silky beautiful legs to tremble as well!

“Hehehe, you horny mom, you’re still a long way from getting horny…”

Although I spoke lightly, at that moment my two strong hands were like two vises, clamping my mother’s feet tightly!

And my two big toes were digging fiercely into the soles of my mother’s feet!

I know that pressing the Yongquan acupoint on my mother’s body now is like turning on the switch to lust for her. Before long, the lustful poison in her body will become more and more intense. When that time comes, my mother will lose her self-awareness due to lust, and then I can do whatever I want with her feet.

“Ah no!! Ah! Ah, it hurts so much… Ah, it itches so much! Ouch… Ah…”

My mother had never experienced such unusual torment in her life. At this moment, she felt her feet were sometimes sore and sometimes itchy, as if the meridians in her feet were boiling!

The mother tried to swing her legs forcefully, but suddenly felt as if her legs had been electrocuted and became numb, unable to move.

This caused the mother, who was sitting in the armchair, to complain endlessly, and she finally couldn’t stand it anymore and started to twist her upper body.

At this moment, a nascent, potent aphrodisiac was also silently creeping into the mother’s body!

“Hehe, Mom, if you keep moaning like that… I won’t be able to resist raping you!”

My mother, whose legs were being violated, was groaning uncontrollably. Hearing my threats, she immediately bit her lips in fright, but soft moans still escaped from between her lips.

As I listened to my mother’s moans, which sounded like those of someone mating, and admired her twisted and flushed face, and saw her two trembling thighs in stockings, I instantly became even more aroused!

“No, don’t do that… don’t touch Mommy’s feet… ah! ah… ah…”

Compared to the pain in her feet, the shame in her heart was the biggest obstacle for the mother at this moment. She did not want her own son to see her in this wretched and shameful state. She endured the waves of pain and itching, her cheeks flushed red, her beautiful flesh trembling, and her silk-stockinged thighs twitching. She pleaded with her own son beside her with shame and humiliation.

Of course, I couldn’t agree to that. I grinned lewdly, enjoying my mother’s shameful expression: “Mom… I love seeing you like this, hehe!”

“Ah…you…oh…Mommy begs…please…don’t…sob…”

Seeing that her own son was only focused on disciplining her, the mother was both anxious and angry! She struggled to shake off my hand.

However, how could I let my mother escape when I was pressing down on her feet? I kept pinching her acupoints with my fingers, focusing intently on shaping the treasure in my palm. I pinched her originally pink soles until they turned red, and made her ten toes, which were clenched into a ball, spasm. In the end, I completely squeezed my mother’s two sexy silk-stockinged feet into two sex organs that I could humiliate at will.

“Ugh… Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ah? Ah? Ah!? Uh, uh, ugh, ugh…”

The worst thing finally happened. Under the caress of her own son, the lustful poison in the mother’s body was completely stimulated by the Yongquan acupoints on her feet!

At this moment, the mother couldn’t help but breathe heavily, but then she was overwhelmed by a strong sexual desire emanating from her body, making it hard for her to breathe!

Waves of indescribable lust surged forth like a red tide, attacking from the meridians of her feet all the way to her uterus and ovaries, completely unleashing her pent-up desires and thoroughly wetting her shy vulva…

At this moment, I saw my mother’s breathing becoming more and more rapid, her trembling body tilting more and more with the swaying of the chair, her two beautiful breasts on her chest starting to sway uncontrollably up and down, her round buttocks on the chair starting to sway incessantly, and her two silk-stockinged legs shaking even more violently than before, while her flushed face revealed a look of infatuation and depravity. I lewdly teased my mother.

“Hey mom, what’s wrong with you? You can’t possibly be in heat like this, can you? Hehe!”

“No, no, don’t look at Mommy, please don’t look at Mommy… Ah… Uh… Ah…”

The mother’s mind was completely in chaos. She was so intoxicated by lust that she couldn’t distinguish right from wrong. She didn’t have time to use reason to stop her own son’s abuse. Only a sliver of shame kept reminding her that she must not let her son see her lewd and ugly state.

The mother began to bravely move her body, which was completely immobile, and tried her best to sit up with her increasingly numb round buttocks, then tightly squeezed her stockinged thighs together, trying her best to prevent the vaginal fluid from seeping out of her panties.

Finally, she turned her face away in shame, using her half-hidden hair to cover her blushing face, convulsing as she shamefully and reluctantly enjoyed the unbearable surge of sexual desire.

As I continued to knead my mother’s acupoints with my fingers, I looked up at her, who was convulsing uncontrollably. Seeing that she was starting to become dazed, I grinned lewdly and said, “Hehe, you slutty mom, stop resisting. You’re almost in heaven with pleasure, aren’t you? You’re craving my big cock, aren’t you? Let me satisfy you, you slutty mom! Hehe!”

After saying that, I pressed my hot, thick penis against my mother’s silk-stockinged feet.

“Ugh… Ah… Ah…”

When the hard glans pressed against the sole of her mother’s stockinged foot, a hard and protruding sensation traveled through the thin stockings to her acupoints, instantly giving her an unprecedented pleasure!

The mother’s exquisite silk-stockinged feet had become extremely sensitive after being explored by her own son. The sexy insteps were blushing pink. After the glans repeatedly teased and pushed against her, the entire silk-stockinged foot, along with her slender ankle, began to throb.

“Mom, is this pressure comfortable?”

“Mmm…uh…”

“Hehe, it’s good that you’re not saying anything.”

I didn’t rush to defile my mother’s feet. Instead, while talking to her, I gradually teased her silk-stockinged feet with my glans. I patiently explored every nerve on her feet, determined to make her become the object of my lust in a daze.

“Ah…uh…ah…oh…um…um…”

The mother began to moan again. Compared to the previous intense pain and itching, this teasing was undoubtedly a very comfortable enjoyment. In addition, the aphrodisiac in her body was acting up at this time, which successfully led this usually proud and dignified policewoman into a completely addictive realm.

At this moment, Mom began to instinctively clench the soles of her feet, even deliberately trying to please that big cock, because this indescribable pleasure was making Mom feel addicted.

“Hoo…uh…ah…ah…”

“Hehehe, Mom, is it comfortable?”

“Uh-huh……”

It’s strange, isn’t it?

This was the first time Mom had ever experienced such a comfortable foot massage. She felt her soles slowly getting warm, but little did she know that it was actually her son’s big penis that was transferring heat to her. This light, itchy sensation made her start to lose control of herself.

Sitting in the chair, unable to resist a surge of desire, Mom began to squeeze her thighs together, her stockings clasped together, and shamefully began to wiggle her pert buttocks.

“Oh…oh…ah…ah…”

The mother nowadays is all love-struck, as if she doesn’t care about her own son who is playing with her!

As I watched my mother’s restless sitting posture, her panting chest, her swaying neck, her twisting thighs in stockings, and the look of enjoyment on her face, my sense of satisfaction reached its peak. I had actually used my own hands to play with my usually dignified and beautiful mother, making her so wanton and wanton!

I seized the opportunity, grasped one of my mother’s silk-stockinged feet, and thrust my hard penis against her rounded heel. Then, I slid my penis along the sole of her foot from bottom to top. When I reached the toes of her silk-stockinged foot, I repeatedly thrust the tip of my penis into her pink toes, reveling in the gaps between her toes. My entire penis was thrusting and sliding across my mother’s beautiful silk-stockinged foot, giving her a completely new foot experience.

“Ah…ah…”

When has Mom ever experienced this kind of pleasure?

The moans coming from Mom’s mouth were now distorted, as if tiny insects were crawling all over the soles of her feet. This itchy and tingling sensation made Mom want to reach out and touch her genitals, but because it was her own son who was playing with her, she could only clench her stockinged thighs even more in shame, and pull her buttocks tightly together. Her two beautiful legs began to tremble incessantly, and the panties hidden under Mom’s short skirt were completely soaked with her juices.

“Mom, how are you? Are you feeling a little hot? Tell me! Otherwise, I’ll post your embarrassing video for everyone to see!”

“Ugh…yes…yes…”

My mother blushed deeply with shame. She was unable to resist the tempting lust and could only lower her head in embarrassment, obediently answering my commands.

“Hehehe, it’s okay, it’s normal to feel hot. I’ll make you more comfortable in a little while.”

“Oh… phew…”

I was completely confident at this moment. Seeing that my mother was absent-minded, as if her mind was completely controlled by lust, I boldly let go of the silk stockings and beautiful feet in my hands, spread the two silk-stockinged feet on my knees, and erected a thick penis between them. Then, as if hypnotizing my mother, I gave her a command.

“Come on, now stretch out your other leg too…”

“Ah… um…”

Having left behind the massage of the penis, her stockinged feet were now, as if addicted, unable to sleep alone.

At this moment, the mother also felt an overwhelming loneliness. As if bewitched, she used her feet to grope for the big cock that brought her pleasure, actively squeezing her silk-stockinged feet together, finally letting her two sexy silk-stockinged feet shamefully clamp onto her own son’s penis.

“Yes, just like that, move your feet up and down, clench your toes, this will help improve blood circulation in your feet.”

Seeing that my mother had been forced to submit, I began to give her grand orders in a high-sounding manner, and to command her two shy and obedient silk-stockinged feet.

“Ah…uh…mm…”

I smugly admired my mother’s shameful posture, listened to her soft moans and lewd descriptions, and continuously instructed her on foot fetish techniques.

At this point, the mother was completely captivated. The lustful poison had invaded her brain, causing her dignity, which was on the verge of being destroyed, to be reduced to compromise. Although she did not want to be manipulated by her own son, deep down she longed to continue to savor that delicious feeling. Although she knew that doing so would be very shameful, the coerced mother could only continue to reluctantly obey her own son’s arrangements.

Even though the mother obeyed her biological son’s arrangement, even though her two silky jade feet were clamped between her biological son’s penis, she still did not follow her instinctive sexual urges, and she still did not use her feet to stroke that penis. She just quietly clamped her biological son’s penis, as if she was stuck on the line of defense of dignity.

My mother’s unmoving feet infuriated me, but I knew I couldn’t rush things. After all, I was the one doing the manipulating her silk-stockinged feet, and I knew I wouldn’t let her do it willingly. So I grabbed my mother’s hesitant silk-stockinged feet, clamped my penis between them, and began to coerce her.

“Mommy, move! If you don’t move, I’m sending the video to Daddy! Hurry up!”

“No… Waaah… Mommy can move… But… Mommy can’t…”

“Come on, son, let me help you move around a bit. Hehehe… Mom, look, move up and down like this, yes, yes, like this… use your toes a little more force.”

My mother was half-heartedly forced into footjobs by me. Her delicate soles, wrapped in silky socks, rubbed against my thick, hard penis, giving me immense pleasure. Her rows of pink toes trembled as they gripped my glans, stimulating the urethral opening. The gentle friction caused my anus to secrete a foul fluid, which then stained her toes through the friction.

Under repeated rubbing and stirring, Mom’s silk-stockinged feet began to gradually improve, and without my further guidance, they instinctively clamped and rubbed my penis.

“Haha, Mom, you’re so smart! You learned it so quickly!”

I became carried away with my excitement, watching my mother’s delicate toes crawling and rubbing against my glans, watching her sexy feet kneading and squeezing my penis. Wave after wave of pleasure was like a ladder that sent me soaring to heaven!

At this moment, the mother completely lost her mind. She felt that her stockinged feet could no longer leave this big cock. She knew that she was being forced to do this, but she couldn’t help the lust in her heart. Her stockinged thighs, which were previously tightly closed, began to open a gap, as if they wanted to open the flesh hole in her panties, craving the invasion of this big cock.

As I enjoyed my mother’s footjob, I looked at her flushed face and couldn’t help but chuckle to myself. I thought to myself, my mother is quite good at pretending. She’s giving her own son a footjob while looking all shy and unwilling.

“Mmm…mmm…mmm…”

The mother’s two beautiful feet in stockings became more and more intense, and her moans became more and more lewd. In order to prevent her son from hearing these shameful sounds, the mother bit her little lip with her teeth, but the moans only made the sounds more obscene.

But this incredibly shameful sound could no longer remind my mother of her dignity. Her moral bottom line had completely collapsed. Her two silk-stockinged feet were almost wrapped around my penis, rubbing this erect penis in various ways, actually to satisfy her empty vagina.

“Hehehe, looks like it’s almost done, Mom. Son, how about I put some semen on your sexy feet?”

“Mmm…mmm…okay…okay…”

Primal sexual desire saturated in the mother’s brain, and her two round, stockinged thighs were soaked with the lustful fluid inside her short skirt. This unbearable itching sensation seemed to be reaching its peak, but unfortunately, her own flesh could not be satisfied.

But I hung up at that moment. This cunning me wanted to leave my mother half-full, so that she would feel hungry again next time, and so that she would never forget her sexual desires.

“Slutty mom, close your legs tightly!”

I pried open my mother’s silk-stockinged feet with both hands, aligning the soles of her two feet to form an “O” shape. Then, I raised my penis and inserted the head of my penis into the hollow between her two feet, treating her stunning silk-stockinged feet like a vaginal opening and drilling into them!

“Ah…ah…”

My mother’s two exquisitely beautiful feet ignited my lust to the extreme!

At this moment, I firmly held my mother’s two beautiful, silky feet and thrust my penis between her toes. The smooth, penetrating sensation was indescribable, making my penis feel smooth and tight, which made me extremely satisfied.

At this moment, the mother was experiencing this strange pleasure for the first time. It felt like being violated in her vagina, but it was not as pleasurable as vaginal penetration. The only way to describe the mother’s feelings at this moment was to say that she was insatiable.

But Mom’s two beautiful feet, tightly pressed together in stockings, seemed extremely excited. The soles of her feet revealed a sexy slit, and the stockings that clung to her soles cooperated with the thrusting of the penis, delicately feeling the glans drilling in and out, causing her two plump big toes to tremble, and even her entire legs began to twitch involuntarily!

“Ah…ah…ah…”

My mother was completely disoriented from the act of foot-rubbing I was doing to her, and the thrusting between her feet was simply too much for her to bear!

But the mother was powerless to resist and could only sit on the chair, her two alluring, silk-stockinged legs trembling uncontrollably.

I forcefully thrust into my mother’s two beautiful feet clad in stockings.

“Ahhh… Ah!! Ahhh!!!”

Mom is now unsure whether she should be sad or not.

Shouldn’t we be happy?

My mother’s underwear was completely wet. The gushing vaginal fluid slowly flowed out from her vulva, soaking her skirt and wounding her heart.

Mom felt her nipples erect and aroused inside her bra, her two twitching silk-stockinged feet, and her silky foot holes wet and slippery from being penetrated by the penis. The excruciating pleasure humiliated Mom’s last remaining will, yet the lustful fluid in her panties shamelessly flowed all over the floor. In this realm where she couldn’t distinguish between light and darkness, she vaguely felt a primordial magma spraying onto the soles of her silk-stockinged feet. It turned out that I had ejaculated.

“Phew!! Hehehehe… Finally came, you naughty mom, your legs really wore me out! Hehehehe…”

I let out a long sigh of relief and smeared the semen-covered silk stockings on my mother’s beautiful feet, until the thick layer of semen covered the soles of her silk stockings.

At this moment, the mother completely collapsed onto the back of the chair, her legs weak and resting on the ground, displaying an extremely exhausted posture. She remained silent with tears of shame in her eyes, but the intense lust within her seemed to gradually recede as if by magic.

“You slutty mom, this isn’t over yet! Now take off your panties, hurry up!”

Hearing my command, Mom blushed and slowly took off her purple silk panties. The panties had barely left her feet when I snatched them and quickly brought them to my nose to smell them.

“Mmm…so sexy…my panties are soaking wet…”

The mother felt utterly ashamed as she watched her own son hold her underwear, which was stained with his own urine, and sniff and examine it.

“Spread your legs a little wider!” I took out the vibrator and inserted it into my mother’s vagina. Since my mother’s uterus had only recently been developed and her cervix was still tight, I struggled for a while before the vibrator could be fully inserted into her vagina.

“Slutty mom, spread your cunt wider, do you want to be fucked more to be satisfied?”

“Yes, son, master!” The mother tried her best to open her vagina. It wasn’t that the mother was uncooperative, but that her uterus was too tight. I just wanted to humiliate the mother both physically and mentally.

Without showing any mercy to my mother, I forcefully inserted the vibrator into her uterus until it was pressed tightly against the delicate uterine wall.

“Buzz buzz buzz!” I turned on the vibrator, which tormented my mother as it churned inside her wet uterus.

“Ah… Son, Master… Spare this bitch mommy… It’s too exciting… Waaah!” A strong stimulation suddenly came from her lower body, and the mother answered incoherently.

“You dare talk back, you slut?!” I turned up the vibration frequency of the vibrator again, while pinching my mother’s beautiful feet.

“Ahhh!” the mother cried out in pain. The excruciating pain tormented her beautiful feet and delicate uterus every moment, making every second an ordeal.

My methods seemed endless, sometimes increasing, sometimes decreasing. Gradually, the pain was replaced by numbness, and my mother’s uterus even felt a slight pleasure. A trickle of vaginal fluid quietly seeped out along her stockings, and my mother collapsed weakly to the ground.

“You slutty mom, did your son say to stop the four-legged-in-the-sky position? Who allowed you to relax on your own? You have no sense of organization or discipline at all. What kind of policewoman are you? Today, your son will definitely teach you a lesson, you slutty mom who has no regard for organization or discipline!” Knowing that it was only a matter of time before my mom ran out of energy, I deliberately wanted to torture her in this way.

“Ah… have mercy… you bitch!” Mom’s eyes were already glazed over, her breathing was rapid, and wave after wave of pleasure came from her lower body. Unsatisfied desire and unbearable itching were the most torturous things.

“Look at your wanton and shameless appearance!” I roughly ripped off my mother’s crystal high heels and purple sheer stockings, pulling at her delicate feet.

“Ahhh…it hurts so much…bitch…have mercy on me…son master…spare my horny feet!” My mother was in so much pain that she was incoherent, and the more sorrowful her cries were, the more my perverted psychology was satisfied.

After I had played with all of her toes, my mother was covered in sweat and panting weakly on the ground. She had completely forgotten the pleasure in her lower body. Her fair and delicate feet were covered in wounds, and her crystal toes were bruised and purple from being pulled.

Without giving my mother a chance to catch her breath, I removed the dog leash from her neck, took out a specially prepared white ribbon from the drawer, and lewdly said, “Hey, slutty mom, come on, let’s play something exciting!”

“Son, husband, what are you doing?” the mother asked, puzzled.

“I forgot all about making Mom comfortable, I was only thinking about making myself comfortable.” I grinned wickedly and began to tie up the policewoman’s beautiful mother.

“Son, husband, what are you trying to do…?” The mother was a little scared.

I tied one end of a white ribbon to my mother’s hand and looped the other end around a hook on the wall.

“Son, husband, what are you doing?” The mother’s hands were now bound by white silk ribbons hanging from the hooks. “No!” the mother cried out in alarm.

Unlike previous binding methods, this one was simpler and more efficient. I tightly wrapped my mother’s wrists and ankles until her limbs could no longer move freely. Finally, I fixed her upside down on the large iron hook.

The poor mother was suspended in mid-air like a doll, with no freedom. Seeing her predicament, I couldn’t help but laugh and stroked the exquisite curves of her legs.

My mother’s breasts, tied to the air, swayed precariously, which only aroused my desire even more. I slapped my mother’s pert buttocks, and she floated around in mid-air like a pendulum, looking so pitiful and moving.

The rough hemp rope, the tender skin, and the pitiful policewoman mother together create a picture of a policewoman mother suffering that makes everyone’s blood boil.

Then I untied my mother’s beautiful legs in stockings that were bound, and then wrapped my hands around her waist and moved her lower body backward. Soon her upper body was parallel to the ground, but because her hands were suspended in front by white silk ribbons, she would not fall to the ground. Her two straight and smooth beautiful legs trembled incessantly, and her pert buttocks were raised high towards me.

I spread my mother’s plump, round buttocks apart, took out the wet vibrating egg, and then began to work my tongue on my mother’s vagina.

“Ah… son, husband, ah… no…” The mother’s eyes began to glaze over again.

“It’s so delicious…” I teased my mother while licking it.

“Ah…ah…” Mom squinted her eyes, enduring it, yet it seemed as if she was enjoying it, but below she was already overflowing with desire.

“Mom’s so wet!” I said, putting in even more effort.

“No…no…ah…ah, it hurts…” Mom cried out softly.

“It hurts to use your tongue?” I stopped.

“Mom’s… you… played with it for so long… it’s all swollen… how can it not hurt…” Mom said with a mournful tone.

“Oh. Has Mom been slept with someone other than Dad?”

“No…except…you…” Mom was a little shy.

“Smack!”

“What? Besides what?” When I heard my mother say that, I gave her a hard slap on her pert buttocks.

“Ouch…it hurts…except for you…” Mom whispered.

“Smack.” Another slap landed on Mom’s pert bottom.

“Besides who?” I deliberately teased my mother.

“Besides you and your father…Mom has never been fucked by any other man… Waaah… Please… Spare Mom… It’s too shameful…” Mom pleaded, tears streaming down her face. Her hands were bound by white silk hanging from hooks, her upper body balanced by the silk, her beautiful legs spread wide, and her buttocks raised high because of her high heels. This humiliating posture, as if she were fawning over her own son, and being whipped on the buttocks by her own son, made Mom feel utterly ashamed.

Then I scooped out some aphrodisiac cream and applied it to my mother’s labia majora. Next, I held the aphrodisiac liquid in my mouth, sealed it with my mother’s bright red lips, and fed it into her mouth little by little, making her swallow it.

Soon, Mom’s body began to writhe, and she moaned softly. Some glistening vaginal fluid secreted from her vulva, and even her plump, upturned buttocks began to sway and tremble.

(Ah, it’s getting stronger and stronger… My genitals are so itchy! I really want a big, hard cock to go in! Oh! How could I have such a shameful desire?… But… I really want it…)

The mother tried to touch her clitoris with her hands, but her hands were tied behind her back and her legs were spread wide apart, making it impossible for her to rub against herself.

“Ah…” Mom was tormented by wave after wave of itching, involuntarily twisting her big, perky buttocks. Her thoughts were chaotic and depraved, like a bitch. The only signal that could still be reflected in her brain was boundless lust.

“Spare the mother dog!” the mother dog pleaded with me, her voice filled with humility.

“I won’t let you off the hook. This slut isn’t trying to improve herself; she needs a good dressing down!” I escalated the situation, pulling out a clip and examining my mother. “Where should I put the clip?”

“No…no…please…son, master…don’t do this to your mother dog…no…ah!…” the mother dog pleaded desperately.

I ignored it and directly clipped the clip onto my mother’s genitals. Soon, my mother’s delicate nipples, large breasts, and pink labia were mercilessly clipped shut.

While foot pain might be tolerable, the torment inflicted on sensitive genitals is truly horrific.

I listened quietly to my mother’s cries of pain, not in a hurry to take the next step, but waiting for her pain to turn into numbness before continuing. During this time, all my mother experienced was the torment of the vibrating egg and the torture of the bamboo clamps.

Lust and pain once again became the main themes of the mother’s body. With the slightest movement of the mother, the dominant force would undergo subtle changes. After about ten minutes, lust took over again.

Seeing that the time was ripe, I walked over with a beaming smile, grabbed my mother’s delicate foot, and bit it hard.

“Ahhh!” Mom cried out again.

Then I increased the intensity of the vibrator. In fact, the vibrator had been ravaging my mother’s vagina for a long time, but the reason why my mother had never reached orgasm was that I always stopped it at the last moment, leaving my mother unsatisfied and humiliated.

The vibration frequency had been increased to the maximum, and the vibrating egg was intensely stimulating the delicate vaginal walls, causing the Peach Garden Cave to flow with fluids.

“Ahhh…so good!” Mom started another round of unrestrained moans.

“Fuck Mom… ahh… little cunt… little flesh hole… so comfortable… fuck bitch Mom… ahh!” Just as Mom was about to reach orgasm, I nibbled on Mom’s flawless jade toes.

“Oh, so good…no…it hurts…ahhhhh!” Extreme pain and extreme pleasure came at the same time, giving the mother an indescribable pleasure. At this moment, she felt as if she were in the clouds, completely unaware of what was happening on earth.

At this moment, Mom had been tormented by the aphrodisiac to the point of being delirious and lewd: her two full breasts were rubbed with deep red marks by the ropes, white foam was dripping from the corners of her mouth, and her vaginal fluid was slowly flowing down her upturned buttocks to the ground, forming a puddle of vaginal fluid. Mom’s upturned buttocks were still reflexively twisting, and her throat was emitting lewd moans like a female dog in heat.

I let my mother’s ponytail down and stroked her head. My mother sat there silently, her delicate hand touching her ankle, her eyes rolled back, and saliva dripping from her tongue. At that moment, my mother looked like a beautiful dog receiving her owner’s affection.