Chapter 79

After a long while, Mom finally stopped crying and sat up, sobbing.

“Mom, does it still hurt?”

I stroked my mother’s back and said, “The pain will subside a little longer, son, don’t worry.”

“No, it’s nothing…” Mom shook her head, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, adjusted her position, and slowly but forcefully moved her body up and down. My penis began to go in and out of Mom’s body.

My mother’s tight vagina gripped my penis, her wet and hot soft flesh sucking on my shaft like a small mouth, bringing indescribable pleasure.

“Hiss~”

I took a deep, comfortable breath and reached out to grab and knead my mother’s breasts, which rose and fell with her movements.

My mother straddled my waist, using the strength of her thighs and waist to sway her upturned buttocks back and forth, allowing my penis to slide in and out of her honey hole.

The taboo and excitement of incest transformed into endless pleasure, causing the mother to tremble all over.

I thrust rapidly in and out of my mother’s honey pot, the “tsk tsk” sound of her juices being squeezed echoing in the living room. The juices from my mother’s honey pot had already flowed onto the sofa, wetting a large area.

“Mom, are you comfortable?” I asked while thrusting in and out.

“Mmm…Mom…It feels so good…Ah, be gentle…” Mom didn’t say much, she closed her eyes and cooperated with my thrusting, moaning softly.

Listening to my mother’s moans, I frantically thrust my penis in and out, and a stream of white semen appeared and disappeared at the point where my mother and I were joined.

The vaginal fluid gushed out from where my son and I were joined, like a dam bursting, soaking the sofa.

“Mom, you’re so sexy! Did you deliberately seduce me today?”

“Mom didn’t… didn’t…” Mom gasped, unable to speak, her breasts pressed tightly against my chest.

“…Tell the truth.” I was having sex with my mother when I slapped her buttocks with my hand, making a “smack” sound.

“If you don’t tell the truth, I’ll keep spanking you.” I kept slapping my mother’s bottom, and the sound of slapping echoed continuously.

“Mom, you deliberately seduced me today, didn’t you?” As I said this, I used one hand to pinch my mother’s clitoris and kneaded it in rhythm with my thrusting.

“Ah, ah, um, ah…”

My mother held her head high, groaned with her eyes closed, and supported herself on my chest with her hands. Then I pulled her two bouncing breasts down to my chest and kissed and sucked them.

I hooked my mother’s fragrant tongue into my mouth and teased it back and forth, but I didn’t forget the intercourse that was taking place below. Every now and then, I would slap my mother’s fair and plump buttocks with a light but firm sound, urging her to speed up and get a stronger pleasure.

“Ah… I can’t take it anymore… Mmm!” Mom let out a soft moan and suddenly hugged me tightly, as if she wanted to meld me into her body.

After the climax, the mother was too tired to continue and her pace slowed down significantly. However, she was still panting heavily and trying her best to thrust her hips to please the little devil beneath her.

For mothers, the woman-on-top position is indeed quite tiring. After all, other positions only require spreading their legs to welcome their son’s affection, while the woman-on-top position requires them to actively thrust their waist to please their son beneath them.

Of course, I was also considerate of my mother, so I lay there peacefully and enjoyed the gentle but comfortable pleasure.

Of course, as an accessory, my mother’s plump breasts and pert buttocks were also pampered by me. Every time I raised my hand, what followed was the sound of slapping and the trembling of her buttocks like waves. The light and heavy slaps left layers of finger marks on my mother’s pert buttocks.

My mother’s plump breasts were covered in saliva, and I bit into pieces of her flesh, sucking on them and leaving messy teeth marks. Her small nipples were red and swollen from my biting. Whenever my mother’s movements were too slow, I would suck on her cute nipples and bite down. My mother would then moan and quickly thrust her hips to speed up, squeezing my penis tightly to make me ejaculate.

At the same time, I also felt my mother’s vagina contract and twitch, as if trying to suck out my semen.

Ignoring the fact that my mother was having an orgasm, I suddenly increased the speed of my thrusting and finally couldn’t hold back and ejaculated deep into my mother’s vagina.

Finally, I held my mother and lay down on the sofa. She was lying on my chest, her body still trembling. Perhaps it was the effect of the medication, but she was still in the afterglow of her orgasm.

After a while, the blush on my mother’s face faded. I glanced at it and saw that the sofa was covered with sweat and vaginal fluid from both of us.

My penis was still inside my mother’s vagina, and strands of vaginal fluid and semen kept flowing out from where we were joined. My mother was panting, and her eyes gradually regained their rationality. She wrapped her arms around my neck and stared at my face in a daze with a complicated expression.

After a few minutes of this tender moment, I stroked my mother’s back, feeling her warmth, and a sense of satisfaction welled up inside me. I teased her, “Mom, you were so naughty just now! Look, my belly is covered in water…”

My mother’s pretty face turned bright red with embarrassment, and she was too ashamed to utter a word in rebuttal. I straightened up with all my might and sat up, holding my mother in my arms.

My mother was drenched in sweat and nearly exhausted. When I picked her up, she slumped limply in my arms, instinctively thrusting her hips as if she were still riding on my penis.

I reached for the glass of water next to me, took a sip, then kissed my mother’s lips and fed her the water.

The cool water brought my mother back to her senses, and she gasped for breath as she wrapped her arms around my waist: “Thank you, thank you, son… son… are you alright… if you are, let Mom clean you up…”

“I’m sorry to disappoint you, dear mother.”

I grinned wickedly and pinned my mother down on the sofa. “Son, I want to keep doing you.”

I lifted my mother’s right leg and placed it on the sofa cushions, exposing her vagina again.

I couldn’t help but open my mother’s vagina again, inserting my middle and index fingers into it to feel the tightness of the flesh inside.

“No more… Ah… Take your hand out… Ah… Ah—Mommy is in so much pain…”

“Mom, you’re so slutty! Look at how your cunt is shaking, hehe, so much water coming out, what a slutty body you have!” I deliberately insulted my mother.

The mother was tormented by waves of pleasure, and the vicious insults made her feel ashamed and wanted to disappear. However, her son’s hand was still thrusting into her vagina, making her very uncomfortable. She had no choice but to bite the bullet and beg me.

“Good son… ah… spare your mother… ah… mother really can’t take it anymore… please fuck your mother quickly… mmm… oh…”

“Want me to fuck you, son? Sure, but Mom has to say some dirty things first!” Her fingers began to thrust wildly, causing a double tremor inside her body and vagina.

“What…flirting…oh…Mom…just say it…”

“Tell me, ‘I’m a slutty mother, I love seducing my own son, I’m a horny policewoman who needs to be fucked,’ Mom, tell me now!”

“I am…no…ah…bad son…these…Mommy can’t say them…oh…I can’t say them…ah…please…spare Mommy…ah, ah, ah…”

Hearing my mother’s reply, I increased the intensity of my movements. I stopped when my mother was about to climax. My mother’s cunt was being dug so hard that she was almost dying. At this point, my mother could only let me have my way.

“No… Ah… Mom said… Mom said… Oh… Mom is… Oh… a slut.”

“Mom, hehe, keep going, continue!” I started thrusting my fingers in and out again, encouraging my mother to continue.

“I… am a slutty mother… ah… I like… oh… seducing… my own son, I… I… I… I need to be fucked by this slutty policewoman!” After the mother shouted, her emotions began to calm down.

I continued the piston-like motion, feeling extremely satisfied, but it wasn’t over yet, hehe!

“Mom, you’re so good, so obedient…” Looking at my mother’s gentle and submissive expression, my penis was already swollen to its limit. It would take some thrusting to quell my burning desire, so I immediately raised my giant cannon.

The tip of my penis pressed against my mother’s incredibly hot vulva, while my hands gently caressed her delicate buttocks. My mother had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and her whole body trembled with excitement. The burning penis was like a death warrant, making my mother unable to help but ooze lustful fluids, and her legs spasmed as she hooked her arms around my waist.

My hand slowly withdrew from under my mother’s buttocks, and the egg-sized glans mercilessly forced open her delicate labia, my penis inch by inch pushing in.

My mother is truly blessed with natural beauty and a unique physique. Her beautiful body exudes the aura of a mature woman, and her warm, tight honey pot is being invaded inch by inch by me. I suppress my lust and carefully admire my mother’s beauty. I decide that this time I will make it up to my mother properly.

My mother deliberately suppressed her moans of pleasure, which aroused my interest even more. Her naked body was stunningly beautiful, with firm and tender breasts, crystal clear skin, and round, snow-white buttocks. Her mysterious peach garden was struggling to devour my unusually large penis, dripping out streams of clear, lustful fluid that was clearly visible in the air.

“Ah! Hmm! Hmm… Ah! It hurts… Hmm… It’s too big… Hmm! It’s splitting… Ah! Ah!” As the penis went all the way in, Mom’s body twisted gently, her long black hair clung to her neck and breasts, her wet vulva revealing her fair and pink skin, her entire lovely body curves were fully displayed in my eyes.

I looked up slightly at my mother’s pretty face and said, “Mom, you are so beautiful.”

I began to grind against the tender flesh inside my mother’s cavity, forcing those rings of flesh to secrete more lubricant.

“Ah…good son…you’re so good…oh…dear son…oh…Mommy’s son, husband…ah…let Mommy die…ah…” Mom slowly raised her head, her delicate red lips pressed tightly against mine, our tongues intertwined and licked each other, exchanging sweet juices, our bodies embracing tightly, continuing our passionate kiss. I licked along Mommy’s pretty face, down to her snow-white neck, and back to her firm, tender breasts, squeezing them hard.

“Put it in deeper…” Mom said shyly.

I mustered my strength, took a deep breath, and began to thrust repeatedly. The soft flesh wrapped around my penis, still writhing, and waves of pleasure assaulted me, making me almost ejaculate. I composed myself, picked my mother up from the sofa, and kissed her soft, moaning lips tightly. With one hand, I kneaded her full breasts desperately, wishing I could pull her into my own body.

The mother danced wildly in the air, her long hair flowing, like a sprite caught by a demon, struggling helplessly.

“Ah! Ya! Ouch… Oh! Oh…” My huge cock was deeply inserted, pressing against my mother’s flower bud, grinding hard, and her juices flowed out, running down the ground. I thrust hard, and my mother cooperated desperately, entering a state of pleasure.

Seeing my mother’s dazed expression and writhing body, I intensified my attack.

And Mom also tasted the sweetness of my penis penetrating deep into her vagina, her thighs clamping tightly around me so that my big penis could penetrate even deeper.

The mother felt a series of explosive sensations coming from her clitoris. She felt like she was about to melt away. Her vaginal walls spasmed, and a large amount of vaginal fluid flowed out.

With a forceful thrust, my entire penis plunged deep into my mother’s honey pot, forcefully forcing open the cervix, and the head of my penis sank into her flower chamber.

“Ah…you naughty son…it’s too deep…” Mom felt dizzy and almost died of excitement. She had never experienced lovemaking before. Although Mom was a stunning beauty, she had already been fucked until her eyes rolled back when she met someone my size.

“Oh…son…you’re so good…ah! Mommy’s…pussy can’t take it anymore…you’re going to burst me…please have mercy on Mommy!” The ethereal moans continued to reach my ears, penetrating deep into my heart, stirring up an even wilder, more primal, and more frenzied animalistic desire.

I roughly spread my mother’s legs apart, held my big cock with one hand, and thrust my hips forward, my cock ruthlessly penetrating deep into her vagina.

At that moment, I was just a raging lion, wanting to unleash my fury and joy.

This caused my mother a lot of suffering. Her delicate and tender honey hole felt like it was being torn apart under my frenzied attacks, a pain mixed with the pleasure of being tortured.

The feeling of fullness in her vagina was like a giant penis that her mother had never experienced before, going in and out.

Like rain after a long drought, Mom quickly reached her climax. Her love juices splashed out with each thrust and spurt of my huge penis, dripping onto the ground around her. Mom lowered her head shyly, as if embarrassed to see this lewd scene.

I thrust in and out with great force, my hands squeezing my mother’s proud breasts, enjoying their smooth texture. As I continued to thrust my penis straight into her core, my mother felt an indescribable tingling sensation all over her body. Under the pressure of ethics and my proud, large penis, my mother let out a fierce scream and reached orgasm, releasing a torrent of honey-like fluid.

Even though Mom had already climaxed again, I was still fucking her like a storm.

This time, I came for the pleasure of ejaculation. My glans slammed heavily against my mother’s clitoris, each thrust reaching the deepest point.

My hip bone slammed into my mother’s pert buttocks with my movements, and the loud “slap slap” sound echoed in the room.

My mother cried out loudly as I relentlessly assaulted her, her plump, round buttocks and breasts trembling violently, a true display of hip and breast waves: “Ah…ah…ah…good son, please…be gentle…it hurts…”

Even so, Mom’s legs were tightly wrapped around my waist, as if she wanted me to go in deeper, and she involuntarily thrust her hips and raised her buttocks to meet my thrusts.

I picked up my mother and stood up.

My mother’s legs were wrapped around my waist, and her fleshy orifice pressed against my enormous beast, allowing this ancient spirit beast, this deadly weapon of humanity, to be hidden even deeper within the secret cave, attempting to tame my ferocity.

However, how easy is it to tame a ferocious beast like this?

Standing up, with my mother supported by my strength, my penis grew even larger.

The mother only felt that her vagina was getting tighter and tighter.

There wasn’t even enough room left for the mother’s spasms from orgasm to be achieved.

The mother thought with a trembling heart, “I’m going to be ruined!”

I thrust in and out a couple more times, then pulled my big cock out of her pussy. Mom let out a sigh of relief, but I quickly lifted her pussy and then ordered her to wrap her proud breasts tightly around my big cock, cupping her breasts with both hands and rubbing my big cock like a pussy.

After a while, I felt a burning sensation in my glans. I thrust in and out a couple more times, then aimed my big cock at my mother’s vagina and inserted it, ejaculating a thick stream of semen into her uterus.

“Oh!” Mom cried out, her body convulsing as she hugged me tightly and kissed me passionately.

After about a minute, his limbs relaxed and he stopped moving.

I know Mom had another orgasm.

I paused for a moment and then pulled my big cock out.

I squatted down next to my mother and admired her beautiful appearance after her orgasm.

I saw the spring water gushing from my mother’s vagina flow down to her buttocks and onto the bed sheets.

The mother’s body was trembling, and she turned to her side and crawled face down on the bed.

My hands were stroking my mother’s body.

“No… Mom can’t take it anymore… Please… spare Mom…” Mom murmured softly, crawling on her knees towards the bedside, trying to escape. I hugged Mom from behind.

“Xiao Lun, no… Mom… no more… ouch…”

“Mom, I love you! I want to continue our mother-son incestuous relationship! It’s so exciting!”

“But Mommy can’t take it anymore…”

Without thinking twice, I grabbed my mother’s slender waist with both hands, lifted her buttocks, and made her kneel on the bed.

Ah, so my mother’s back is even more sexy and alluring: her snow-white, round buttocks are incredibly elastic, and her tender red labia are fully exposed to my eyes from between her slightly parted buttocks.

With a feeling of delight, I carefully admired and studied my mother’s genitals.

I used my two thumbs to separate the labia majora and my middle finger to manipulate the labia minora.

I saw that little pink fleshy ball again at the pubic area. Ah!

Mom’s clitoris is so beautiful!

So I stretched out a finger and gently tapped it.

“Ouch!” Mom cried out in surprise, her body arching upwards, trembling violently. “No…no! Xiao Lun…Mom…stop…you can’t do this…” I continued to stroke her sensitive clitoris, and Mom’s body trembled even more violently, writhing like a white snake, her cries growing louder and louder.

Seeing my mother react so strongly to my touch, I felt a surge of heroism and became even more excited.

I held my big cock and thrust it in forcefully, “plop,” it went deep into my mother’s body.

“Oh dear!” Mom exclaimed softly, her body trembling again.

My upper body gradually lowered down, lying on my mother’s shapely back while my penis remained inserted.

“Mom, I’m going in, I’m going in the place I came out of before…”

I murmured.

“No, don’t say that…” The mother felt a little embarrassed; it was too shameful to be fucked like this by her own son.

“To thank my mother for giving birth to me and raising me, I will take my responsibilities seriously and bring her true happiness as a woman!”

I grinned lewdly, climbed off my mother’s shapely back, put my hands on her slender waist, and then began to slowly thrust my lower body.

“Mmm…”

The tingling sensation returned, and Mom frowned slightly, her outstretched arms trembling from the stimulation of her lower body.

The thrusting motion in the uterus is quite different from that in the vagina. When the penis is inside the vagina, it is basically a piston-like motion. But when the penis is inserted into the uterus, the glans pulls the entire uterus and vagina inside, making a piston-like motion.

The mother, who lacked experience, had never seen this trick before. After several attempts, her body went limp and her arms could no longer support the weight of her upper body. She lay on the bed with her elbows down, her face turned to the side, resting her head on her arms, and groaned.

“Mmm…mmm…ah…there…mmm…mmm…ah…”

Mom cried out softly, her mouth agape, and covered her belly with one hand, where she could feel her internal organs churning.

“…Oh…Mommy…my darling…your vagina is so wonderful! I want to stay with you forever.” I cried out excitedly as I thrust in and out in the doggy style.

The mother’s vagina kept contracting, and she groaned loudly.

My mother moved her hips in coordination with my movements, and I thrust in and out violently hundreds of times. Her vagina was overflowing with lustful fluids, and her whole buttocks writhed excitedly. I didn’t even need to move; her honey hole and uterus were constantly writhing with my penis inside her, searching for the most pleasurable stimulation.

“Mom, are you feeling better?”

I squeezed my mother’s buttocks tightly and said, “I’ve noticed that the harder I squeeze, the more lewd her moans become.”

“Mmm…uh…mmm…ah…mmm…”

My mother didn’t respond, but her moans suggested something.

As her hips swayed, her two labia swayed like two large water bags filled with water, revealing her pink and tender vulva in the center as they were pulled apart.

As time went on, my mother’s moans grew louder and louder, and her uterus was no longer wide open, but began to slowly shrink into a ball, tightly wrapping around my penis.

I pulled my mother’s hands behind her back and lifted her weak upper body up.

“Ahhh…”

As my mother’s high-pitched cries rang out, I grabbed her arms like a tractor and frantically thrust my lower body, my hips and thighs colliding with her fleshy buttocks, creating the most beautiful music in the world.

My mother’s breasts were also jolted wildly in the air by my bumps, and the scene in front of her at that moment must have been just as bad.

My mother was also subtly swaying her hips, moving back and forth around her waist to match my thrusts, allowing my penis to be stretched to its maximum extent each time.

The tight uterus contracted, creating countless tiny grooves that pressed against my glans with each thrust, causing me some pain.

“Mmm…ah…ah…be gentle…”

“Ugh… Gently… Gently… Ah… Too fast……”

“Mmm…uh…slow…slower…ah…”

The intense thrusting was almost too much for my mother to handle. Her passionate cries made me lose control, and I thrust faster and faster, my penis swelling larger and larger inside her uterus and vagina.

“Mom, huff, huff, look at you, how shameless you are. You tell me to be gentle, but you’re still… huff, huff, you’re still sticking out your pert ass, begging me to go deeper. Good mom, you, you’re such a slut…”

I was panting heavily as I thrust my penis in and out, not forgetting to humiliate my mother.

Hearing this, the mother closed her eyes in shame and helplessness. “You, how could you do this? Mom, I was only trying to make you feel good… that’s why I… that’s why I did such a shameful thing. And you, you still say that to your mother…”

The lower body’s response has also noticeably decreased.

“Fine… fine, Mom, you’re still throwing a tantrum at me.”

I grinned lewdly. “Alright, alright, Mom, hurry up and move your perky butt. Your son likes you like this, hmm? Otherwise, if your son gets angry later, it won’t be a problem that can be solved by moving your big perky butt.”

“Waaah…”

My mother opened her eyes, gave me a resentful look, and had no choice but to sway her pert buttocks again to meet my thrusts.

“Mom… are you enjoying it?” I asked as I thrust in and out.

“Great!” Mom exclaimed, “…Oh…son…ah…what a good person…”

“Mom…do you want more?” “Yes…Xiao Lun…fuck me…oh…Mom has given you everything…you’re making me feel numb all over…ah…” I felt my mother’s vagina like a suction cup, sucking hard on my penis.

“…Ah…harder…Oh…Oh…Son…Ah…I’m coming again!…Oh God…Faster! Xiao Lun…harder…” My thrusting became even faster.

My mother’s delicate body swayed back and forth under my thrusts.

“Ah!” Mom screamed again, her body trembling uncontrollably as she collapsed onto the bed.

I knew Mom had another orgasm, so I turned her body around to face me, and we hugged each other tightly, our tongues intertwining…

As I kissed her, I whispered, “Mom, are you comfortable?” Mom didn’t answer me. She closed her beautiful eyes, nodded gently, and let me caress and kiss her.

After a while, my big cock was erect again, eager to show its prowess once more. So I gently stroked my mother’s firm breasts and whispered in her ear, “Mom, was that exciting?”

My mother looked at me shyly, and after a long while, she whispered, “Exciting!” Then she closed her eyes again.

“Mom, do you want more?” I continued to ask.

My mother slightly opened her beautiful eyes and looked at me with a gentle charm. Her expressive eyes were full of shyness and approval. Then she smiled shyly, nodded gently at me, and closed her eyes again.

“Mom, tell me, do you still want it?” I want my mom to tell me herself that she wants it.

Mom opened her beautiful eyes, propped herself up with her hands, looked at me shyly, and said weakly, “You little rascal!…Mom is already yours…and you still want to embarrass Mom!” Mom kissed me on the lips and said softly, then rested her head on my chest.

At this point, my fingers were already inserted into my mother’s vagina, and I felt the firm “G” spot, circling it.

“Oh!” Mom exclaimed, her mouth half-open and trembling.

Then, she threw herself into my arms and said, “My dear son, Mommy wants it… Mommy will give it to me… Mommy can’t hold back anymore… Hurry! Hurry up and fuck Mommy!”

“Mommy! You’re such a good girl!” I praised, then laid my mother’s delicate body flat, spread her legs, climbed on top of her, and my hard, big cock entered her tender cave once again.

Mom felt like her entire lower body was being stretched to the point of tearing open. The immense pleasure mixed with a slight pain was almost heaven-high. Mom began to moan wildly, “Ah… God… It’s so big… Good son, good husband…”

I wrapped one arm around my mother’s neck and the other hand around her breast, kissing her as I thrust in and out. My mother’s snow-white body undulated with my movements, and gradually she began to moan softly, then a soft, warbling sound escaped her throat, followed by incoherent cries: “…Ah…I…baby…son…Mommy…oh…ah…harder…Mommy feels so good…”

And so, with my frenzied thrusting, my mother was already obsessed with my defilement, as if drunk and intoxicated. I thrust my waist wildly, and my mother also twisted and turned in ecstasy to match my thrusting. Warm love juice flowed gently, and under the stimulation of my penis, it flowed out with a “squeak, squeak” sound. My hips slammed hard against my mother’s round and beautiful buttocks, making a “slap, slap, slap” sound.

“Ah! Good son, so comfortable, so good… ah… ha… ha…”

My mother moaned and gasped as I fucked her, her cries like sobs. Hearing these moans, I became even more excited. Who would have thought that I, her son, was the one making love to her? I fucked her faster and faster, thrusting deep into her clitoris, savoring the intense heat. Then, I greedily accelerated, shouting, “Mom, your pussy feels so good! I feel so good too!!!”

Mom continued moaning, “…I…good…Mommy…it feels so good…faster…I’m coming again…ah…faster, son, faster…good husband, good son…fuck me to death, Mommy’s going to be fucked to death, ah!!!!”

****”

My mother let out a scream that sounded like a mix of pain and laughter. I felt my penis being washed by a wave of hot, wet, lustful fluid, and my glans was being continuously gripped and sucked by her clitoris. I could no longer control the pleasure, and my semen roared out like a flood.

“Puff puff puff puff” The semen that had been stored for many years shot into the honey hole in spurts.

Many sperm are expelled from the body before they can reach the uterus, thus being eliminated at the very beginning of the struggle. However, many more are greedily absorbed into the uterus by the suction of the uterine wall, vying for the right to finally merge with the egg.

“Ah!!! It’s full… I’m filled up… I’m going to get pregnant… I’m pregnant from being fucked by my husband…” Feeling the hot semen powerfully washing over her uterus, the mother was brought to another orgasm.

After Mom’s climax subsided, she lay limp on the bed as if in a deep sleep, her body as soft as a pile of mud, allowing me to manipulate and caress her.

I was panting heavily, my face flushed, as I pulled my penis out of my mother’s body. Although I had already ejaculated once, my big penis was still full of fighting spirit.

With a series of “plop plop” sounds, her vagina contracted, and milky white semen mixed with vaginal fluid flowed out, sliding down her mother’s white thighs onto the bed and onto my body. It was sticky and soaked a large area of ​​the sheets. Her mother collapsed onto the bed.

“Mom, I want to come again. Are you okay?” I was eager to release my pent-up emotions but also worried about my mother’s health.

“Come on, son, husband.” My mother’s hazy eyes lit up for a moment, and she hugged my head.

“Mmm…ah…my dear son and husband, Mom feels so good…keep touching Mom…” Mom pressed my head against her burning chest, her fingers unconsciously weaving through my black hair, moaning happily.

My desire surged again, my breathing became heavier, and my right hand slid down, rotating my middle and index fingers to gently rub the entrance of my vagina, teasing my swollen clitoris.

Soon, a large amount of honey juice flowed out from the crevices of the flesh.

His mouth wasn’t idle either; it gently kissed the woman’s full breasts, then took a pink nipple into his mouth.

Sometimes she sucked hard on the pink cherry, sometimes she gently bit it, and sometimes she held it in her mouth with her lips.

“Oh…ah…my dear son and husband…” The mother trembled all over, her body tense and then limp, her nipples becoming increasingly hard and erect.

Below, two pink labia protruded plumply, their bright red petals opening and closing rhythmically. The dark, glistening pubic hair was covered in slippery, lustful fluid, and a glistening, erect clitoris was exposed to the air.

“Mmm… Ah!!!” Mom couldn’t help but groan, rubbing against me. Suddenly, as if struck by an electric current, the beautiful young woman’s buttocks arched, her head snapped back, and she experienced another small climax.

Mom took a few deep breaths, grabbed the giant python, and brought it to the entrance of the honey hole. But this time, Mom did not enter the hole directly. Instead, she rubbed it up and down at the entrance, the glans constantly rubbing against the butterfly-shaped labia. Every now and then, she would push it slightly into the hole or tease the glistening clitoris.

“Mmm…son, husband…” Her vagina released a large amount of vaginal fluid again, and her honey hole opened and closed, kissing the glans that was lingering by the door. The numb and itchy emptiness completely overwhelmed the mother.

The mother suddenly sat down, and the huge glans immediately pushed aside the layers of flesh and squeezed into the vagina.

“Ah…” Mom’s whole body tensed up, and she couldn’t help but let out a long moan.

I was experiencing intense cramps from the soles of my feet to my calves, and my lower body felt like it was being torn apart. A huge, fleshy rod was penetrating my tight, honeyed hole from head to toe, heading deep into my vagina.

I shuddered. Although my mother had given birth, the feeling after my penis entered her was increasingly narrow and tight. I almost ejaculated as soon as it was inserted. I gritted my teeth, got into position, and began to slowly thrust in and out.

“Ah… son, husband, go slower… Mom has been fucked by you so many times… it hurts a little…” Mom let out a long sigh, because she felt fulfilled, her vagina gripping the penis tightly.

As I kneaded my mother’s breasts, I gently thrust into her vagina: “Hiss… Mom… your vagina is so tight, it feels so good…”

Mom gradually got used to being fucked by my big cock. Her plump, upturned buttocks twisted up and down to meet my thrusts, and she moaned “Mmm, ahh, ahh” as she enjoyed the penetration: “Son, husband… Mom feels so good… faster… son, husband… fuck Mom…”

Hearing my mother’s moans, I became aroused and began to thrust forcefully, making her feel a tingling sensation in her vaginal opening. The pleasure spread throughout her body, a comfort and pleasure that my mother had never dared to imagine before. She was at the peak of her pleasure.

“Ah…good…so comfortable…” Mom pressed my buttocks down with both hands, while her own snow-white, perky buttocks thrust upwards. The slippery, lustful fluids made our genitals fit together beautifully, allowing us to fully enjoy the pleasure of sex.

The two tender labia, as soft as fresh flesh, flipped in and out with each thrust of the penis, making the mother’s heart race and her face flush with excitement.

I passionately kissed my mother’s wet, hot lips. Our desire reached its peak, our limbs intertwined, our lips pressed together, our genitals sealed, and we were intoxicated by the whirlpool of sex, our excited breaths and satisfied moans echoing in the room.

“Oh…it feels so good…Mommy, my wife…your pussy is really amazing…it feels so good to have my cock squeezed like this…oh…I want to make you feel good forever…I want you to never leave me…”

“Oh…so good…ah…I…Mommy’s wife is going to be killed by your big…big cock…” Mommy’s lewd moans and alluring facial expressions stimulated my masculine wildness, and I thrust hard. “I love you so much…Mommy’s wife loves your big…baby…oh…ah…”

“Son, husband…do whatever you want…fuck…I want you…ah…” The mother’s eyes were languid, her breath coming in gasps, her body drenched in sweat, moaning dreamily as she fully enjoyed the stimulation from the penis. “Oh…it feels so good…so amazing…ah…”

Hearing my mother’s lewd moans, like a wildcat in heat, he thrust even harder: “My dearest mother, my wife… your moans are so alluring… I’ll make you even more satisfied…”

Apart from the mother’s unrestrained moans, the only sound in the room was the “plop” “plop” sound of the penis being thrust in and out wildly.

“Oh…good…good son, husband…the climax is coming…I’m going to…I’m going to lose it…ah…” At this moment, I started to speed up and thrust hard, making my mother cry out in pleasure and moan uncontrollably.

Suddenly, Mom grabbed my shoulders tightly with both hands, her nails even digging into my flesh. She tilted her head back and let out a muffled groan. Mom’s vagina suddenly sucked on my head, and a stream of warm, lustful fluid gushed out, scalding my head with a tingling, numbing sensation, and I ejaculated directly.

“Hoo…hoo…son…husband, mom feels so good, I’ve never felt so good before, you’re amazing, I love you so much, I love you so much.” After the climax, mom unconsciously ran her hands through my hair and stroked it.

I roughly calculated that in just 40 minutes, my mother had climaxed 7 times, and her body was extremely weak. I couldn’t hold back any longer. When my mother had her 8th orgasm, my penis was drenched by her hot vaginal fluid, and I finally couldn’t hold back anymore!

“Hiss…” I gasped, no longer able to hold back, and pressed my body down hard, pressing my glans against my mother’s clitoris. Hot, thick semen gushed out of my urethra, hitting the soft flesh of my mother’s clitoris like bullets.

“Eeya!”

Noticing my outburst, my mother cried out and clung to me tightly, while even more of her vaginal fluid gushed out.

I pressed hard against my mother’s pert buttocks, my hard glans pounding against her clitoris as I ejaculated. “Ah!”

My mother suddenly let out a scream. It turned out that under my strong thrusting, my glans had finally forced its way through her clitoris and entered her uterus, followed by wave after wave of semen pouring into her.

The cervix, like a small mouth, enveloped my glans, tightly gripping the ridge behind it, squeezing out my semen with each painful spasm of my mother.

The mother moaned and groaned as she climaxed, driven almost mad by the mixture of pain and the pleasure of orgasm.

We, a promiscuous mother and son, lay sprawled on the sofa, embracing each other. White fluid gushed from our point of contact, evidence of the pleasure derived from incest.

It took me a long time to get up, exhausted. I pulled out my semi-erect penis, and as it left my mother’s body, the semen and vaginal fluid that had been trapped inside her flowed out together.

I bent down, picked up my dazed mother, kissed her lips, and headed to the bathroom to clean her up.

My mother’s body is covered with the marks I left behind: semen, teeth marks, saliva, handprints, as well as swollen labia and nipples. These are marks that appear on my mother’s body every day.

With such a beautiful yet promiscuous mother, my blissful sexual life continues day after day…

“Sizzle, sizzle.”

Early in the morning, noises came from the kitchen.

I pushed open the kitchen door, and what came into view was the figure of my hardworking and capable mother.

The mother in front of the stove was only wearing an apron, her long wavy hair was tied to one side, revealing her fair back and slender waist, and her plump, pert buttocks and beautiful legs were also exposed to the air.

She swung the spatula around, stirring the food, and occasionally brushed the stray hairs from her forehead.

The whole scene was thrilling, yet strangely heartwarming.

Perhaps this is the fun of an incestuous family.

Admiring such a beautiful view, I naturally got an erection. I went behind my mother, reached into her apron, and touched her soft breasts, saying with a grin, “Good mom, you’re up so early to make breakfast.”

“Hey!”

Suddenly feeling violated, the mother was so startled that she almost dropped the spatula before she realized what was happening and quickly said, “Oh, son, I thought you were too tired last night, so I was going to make breakfast and then go back to wake you up. I didn’t expect you to wake up on your own.”

She paused for a moment and then said, “Then, how about Mommy helps you suck it here? You, you can’t punish Mommy, Mommy really didn’t mean it…”

“Alright, alright,” I interrupted my mother with a smile, “I’m not blaming you. Just cook your meal, and our son can find his own fun.”

As I spoke, I straightened my chest and pressed my back against my mother’s beautiful back, slowly thrusting my penis between her legs. My hands had already been ravaging her breasts for some time, kneading her soft flesh in various ways. The area in front of the stove was already hot, and with my penis added to the heat, my mother was soon covered in sweat.

Large beads of sweat dripped down her forehead, which I swallowed as my tongue licked her face. Her breasts were already slippery, not to mention the cleft between her legs that was gripping my penis. It was not only lubricated by sweat, but also moistened by the lustful fluid flowing from her honey pot. With my mother intentionally squeezing tighter, it felt so good that I felt like I was in heaven.

I kept pushing my big cock into my mother’s pink and tender pussy through her underwear. Without the interference of the pants, the little panties sank in. I rubbed the head of my penis against my mother’s two plump labia that were beginning to open. My mother passively followed her own son’s thrusts, her beautiful body swaying slightly back and forth.

A tingling, itchy sensation overwhelmed Mom’s body. Like a fairy, Mom blushed deeply. Her pink, tender vulva, rubbed against her panties, felt tingling and numb. Gradually, water stains appeared on her cute panties. The thought that the sounds inside could be heard by outsiders filled her with helplessness and immense shyness, causing her long, straight, beautiful legs to tremble slightly.

Her honey hole, constantly stimulated by her own son’s hot, large penis, began to slowly open and close, dripping with fluid, as if waiting for her son’s gentle invasion.

Her mother’s pretty face flushed red as she gritted her teeth, burying her head deeply in her chest. The emotional reaction from her body made her want to disappear into a crack in the ground.

Despite my teasing, my mother still diligently made breakfast for me, meticulously flipping the fried eggs. Even without touching her, I knew that her vagina was already overflowing with fluids, and her body trembled slightly under the intense stimulation of pleasure.

I reached down and slowly crawled down my lower abdomen to between my mother’s legs. I gently pulled at her panties, and the panties, soaked with her juices, were pulled out of her honey pot. The instant tingling sensation made my mother let out an alluring moan, and her delicate shoulders trembled.

My hand touched a patch of damp, warm grass—my mother’s thick pubic hair. Further down, I touched two hot, soft mounds of flesh.

This is the most enchanting part of a mother’s body.

I put two fingers together, pinched one of the pieces, and squeezed it gently—”Ah!”

My mother, who had been trying to endure it, suddenly groaned, her body jerked back, and her plump buttocks thrust hard against my crotch.

Once it happened, it happened again. Getting carried away, I started pinching my mother’s labia repeatedly, making her scream, “Ah, ah, ah!”

My mother kept screaming because of me, and she could barely hold the spatula. She quickly begged for mercy, “Okay, okay son, stop, stop pinching me, Mom can’t take it anymore! Ah! Stop, stop, wait until Mom finishes cooking before you pinch me again, stop… Ah!”

Taking advantage of the situation, I inserted my fingers deep into my mother’s vagina and began thrusting them in and out. The sudden increase in stimulation made my mother’s legs go weak, and she almost knelt down on the ground.

The mother quickly turned off the stove, trembling as she scooped out the fried eggs and placed them aside. She threw down the spatula and rested her hands on the edge of the counter, enduring her son’s unrestrained fondling of her body.

“My dear mother, is dinner ready?”

I asked the question knowing the answer, and then leaned close to my mother’s ear and put her earlobe in my mouth.

“Do it, do you want Mommy to suck it for you, suck your dick.”

“Mom said, panting.”

“What, you don’t want your son to play with your little cunt anymore? You’ve learned to avoid the real issues?”

I deliberately lowered my voice and said.

“No, no, that’s not what Mommy meant!” This tried-and-true tactic finally terrified the mother. “No, no, Mommy will let you play with me, I’m all yours, you can play with me however you want…”

As he spoke, he quickly grabbed my hand that was inserted into my mother’s lower body and began to thrust in and out actively. “Ah, ah, good son, don’t be angry, Mom can do whatever she wants with you…”

“That’s more like it, my dear mother.”

I praised him with satisfaction, “Come on, squeeze your legs together, your son’s penis isn’t rubbing against you comfortably enough.”

Mom obediently squeezed her legs together, the tender flesh at the base of her thighs tightly enveloping my penis.

“Is this…is this okay? Is it comfortable enough? Ah…ah…”

My mother tried her best to please me and used her body to please me.

“Great job, you’re a wonderful mom.”

I said with a wicked grin, thrusting my penis in and out continuously, my hands already dripping wet from thrusting into my mother’s vagina.

“Ah…ah…ah…”

Gradually, the mother’s moans grew louder and louder, and her tender vulva became increasingly wet and hot. Finally, after a lewd cry of “Ah!”, the mother beneath her trembled, and a gush of hot fluid gushed out from her honey hole, reaching the peak of pleasure.

My mother turned around desperately, found my lips, and kissed me passionately.

This is also the gentlest moment I can be with my mother. I let her suckle, and I squeeze and knead her breasts with my other hand while gently thrusting in and out of her vagina, helping her reach deeper orgasms.

Not long after, Mom’s body stopped trembling, but she was too weak to support herself and collapsed on the table, panting weakly.

Just as the mother was about to accuse her own son, she suddenly felt something hot pressing against the entrance of her wet vagina.

The mother’s face was filled with surprise and shyness, almost dripping with tears. She pushed her own son away with her backhand, but dared not push too hard for fear of making a noise.

Ignoring my mother’s movements, I straightened my back and inserted my large penis into her underwear from the side, the pink glans pressing against the entrance of her soft vagina.

The hot glans slightly parted the two pink labia, and the labia, feeling the stimulation, kept opening and closing slightly, as if trying to suck the big cock of her own son that was stopped at the entrance of the hole.

I began to slowly insert my big cock into my mother’s warm honey hole. The entire glans gently pushed open my mother’s beautiful hole, scraped against the tightly folded walls of the deep hole, and the entire glans went in and then slowly withdrew. The movements were not large, just a slight thrusting of the waist back and forth.

The mother stared wide-eyed shyly, clearly feeling the hardness and heat of her son’s large penis. It was no longer just through her underwear; her pink labia were enveloping and fiercely stroking the glans of her son’s penis as it was pulled out. The tender flesh walls felt hot and tight with the labia everted, making the mother realize that her son wanted to have incestuous sex with her again.

The large penis thrust in and out repeatedly, tearing open and closing her beautiful vagina, yet it seemed to only circle around the entrance of her honeyed orifice. With each movement, the warm, moist vagina overflowed with lustful fluids, while a tingling, weak sensation emanated from her sensitive, tender clitoris, causing her perfect, delicate body to tremble incessantly. Her beautiful face flushed with passion, and her plump, pretty red lips parted slightly, as she breathed softly, releasing her fragrant breath.

I immediately thrust my erect penis into my mother’s tight honey hole, greedily enjoying the pleasure brought by her beautiful vagina. A few hours later, my penis returned to my mother’s tight flesh hole again, the glans touching the tender bud deep inside her body. Our sex organs were tightly pressed together, and the mother and son reached the most intimate state.

The mother felt her narrow, burning vagina being filled by her own son’s large penis, dispelling the emptiness within her body and enveloping her in a tingling, electric sensation. Clenching her teeth, the mother suddenly raised her head and let out an alluring moan. Then, her body went numb and weak as she fell backward, her two round, taut buttocks gently bumping against my body. Her powerless body was supported entirely by her own son behind her.

“Bad boy…don’t be so rough…Mom is still cooking…” Mom wiggled her plump peach-shaped buttocks and moaned in a muffled, sweet voice.

However, judging from her mother’s alluring and seductive demeanor, it was completely unconvincing.

As I played with my mother’s peach-shaped buttocks, I vigorously pushed my penis forward between her muddy lower body. When the large glans lightly kissed the entrance of my mother’s honey hole, both mother and son felt as if they had been electrocuted, experiencing a surge of intense pleasure.

My mother’s eyebrows were full of spring, her eyes were seductive, her large breasts trembled, and a small stream of vaginal fluid spurted out from her lower body, which landed right on my glans.

“Hahaha… Mom, you said you wouldn’t be so rough? You’re clearly squirting from pleasure, you’re really not being honest!” I quietly enjoyed the pleasure brought by my beautiful mother’s orgasm and couldn’t help but lewdly laugh as I spoke. Hearing this, my mother’s pretty face turned red, and she couldn’t help but turn her head away, not wanting to see her son’s face.

Seeing my beautiful mother’s shy, girlish appearance, I felt a surge of lust. So I wrapped my arms around my mother’s voluptuous waist, and thrust my hips forward, plunging my penis into my mother’s honey pot.

With a muffled “plop,” I thrust my penis into my mother’s honey pot again. The force of my thrust was so great that almost half of my penis went in. The tip of my penis was only half a finger’s distance from the deepest part of my mother’s honey pot.

“Bad son! Oh oh oh… It’s in again… Bad son, you’ve taken my chastity again… Oh oh oh… So deep… So long…” The mother’s body stiffened as her son’s big cock was inserted into her vagina again. She felt as if she had been nailed to the kitchen counter by a long spear. Her eyes rolled back slightly, her lips parted slightly, and a few drops of clear saliva slowly flowed down her lips as her little tongue protruded.

The mother mumbled incoherently, as if complaining about her son’s indecent assault.

I lewdly said, “Mom, what kind of chastity do you have? I’ve been defiling you every night these past few days, filling your womb with my semen every day. Your honey hole has even taken my shape, hahaha! Besides, you’re already pregnant with my child. Once it’s born, you’ll have milk! I’ll make you fuck me and breastfeed me every day!”

I reached out with one hand from in front of my mother’s slender waist, wrapped my arm around her delicate shoulder, and took two steps back, letting my mother’s body lean against me as she moved away from the stove.

I pressed myself against my mother’s back and began to thrust slowly. With each thrust of my large penis, her hot and tingling vagina irritably released a trickle of lustful fluid. The fluid continuously moistened her tight and warm vagina, which gradually became slippery and warm, and began to wriggle and suck at my large penis.

My big cock was tightly wrapped in my mother’s tight, hot pussy. The many horizontal folds inside the tight honey hole gently bit and wriggled against my big cock. Every time I gently pulled it out, it would bring up the lustful juices from my mother’s hot pussy.

The mother’s eyes were glazed over, her whole body felt numb and weak, and she held onto her own son with both hands.

I felt my mother’s delicate nature and held her firmly to prevent her from falling, while thrusting my hips in and out of her honey pot.

The mother’s soft, elastic buttocks made a slight sound with each impact, her two plump buttocks trembling incessantly. Her panties, which she hadn’t taken off, were already muddy from the warm, lustful fluids that flowed out, gently bumping against her own son’s lower abdomen along with her round buttocks.

The lust aroused in the mother by her own son was more intense than ever before, devouring her resistance like a primordial beast.

Her mother’s cheeks were bright red, her straight, snow-white thighs were softly pressed together, and the tingling pleasure from her wet, sensual vagina made her feel like she was about to succumb. Her originally dark and bright eyes were now watery and misty, and her beautiful, flushed cheeks were radiating endless alluring spring.

As I thrust in and out, my mother’s delicate body arched and bent forward, her toes touching the ground, her fingertips digging into her own son’s flesh, her body trembling slightly.

I knew Mom was about to climax, so I sped up my thrusting. Mom’s plump, upturned buttocks kept colliding violently with mine, and the slapping sounds grew louder and louder.

“Oh oh oh… son’s big cock… so powerful… Mom’s little hole is filled with son’s big cock again… so satisfying… mmm… don’t insert it anymore… woo woo woo…” The mother felt the strong swelling in her lower body and the continuous pleasure, and couldn’t help but let out a series of moans and ambiguous panting.

I felt that my mother’s honey hole was like a swamp, greedily wanting to devour my entire big cock. Especially after my glans was inserted into my mother’s uterus, my mother’s seductive manner was even more alluring than before. No one could still see the image of a dignified and beautiful mother. She was just a lustful beast greedily demanding her son’s semen and cock!

“As expected, Mom is still a slut at heart. I didn’t expect that just a few times I fucked her would make her so wanton. Even when we’re having sex in the kitchen, she went from resisting to actively cooperating. She’s a natural-born sex machine. It’s a pity that Mom belongs to me alone now!” I thought lewdly to myself as I thrust into her without stopping, fucking her wildly until she was grotesquely squinting, drooling, and her long, wavy, wine-red hair was disheveled and draped over her shoulders and the damp countertop. Her delicate fingers gripped the edge of the countertop tightly, seemingly trying to resist the increasingly intense pleasure and stimulation, but she couldn’t withstand such strong lust!

“Mmm…” Mom let out a soft moan, her body trembling even more violently, and a stream of warm water gushed from deep within her tight vagina.

At the same time, the tight vagina began to writhe dramatically, sucking and massaging my large penis inside from all directions, as if the surrounding folds of flesh had come alive.

The folds of flesh inside her tight, beautiful vagina suddenly came alive with an intense writhing sensation, tightly enveloping and sucking my large penis. It felt like countless delicate little hands were massaging inside, making it impossible for me to hold on any longer. I growled and grabbed my mother’s snow-white breasts with both hands, sinking my palms into the soft flesh. At the same time, I thrust my hips forward, driving my penis deep into my mother’s uterus, and then pressed the large, pink glans against the soft yet firm walls of her uterus.

The mother could only feel her son’s testicles contracting and expanding rapidly, as if preparing for ejaculation.

Then Mom felt my big cock forcefully pierce through the flesh and folds of her vagina, slamming hard against her clitoris. Then it penetrated her thick vagina, inserting the large glans and most of the penis inside.

The mother felt as if her lower body was being torn apart by her son’s big penis. When she looked down, she felt as if her lower abdomen was being stretched and bulging.

While my mother was still enjoying herself, I let out a low growl and shot my thick, hot semen into her delicate womb.

“Gurgle… gurgle… pfft… pfft…” My eyes turned red, my teeth were clenched, my cheeks twitched, and even the veins on my neck bulged.

The intense pleasure of ejaculation made me feel like I was fighting an enemy with bayonets, even though I was ejaculating inside my own mother.

My large, erect penis throbbed joyfully inside my mother’s hot, burning vagina. My burning desire shot into my mother’s honey pot, continuously ejaculating incestuous semen, filling her warm, beautiful little hole.

Thick, hot semen shot into my mother’s uterus. My ejaculation volume was enormous, lasting at least half a minute each time, especially now that I was committing incest with my mother.

The mother’s uterine wall is extremely sensitive. Every time her son’s semen is ejaculated inside her, her body will tremble violently, as if she has been electrocuted.

My semen was incredibly viscous and quickly adhered to the wall of my mother’s uterus. As it accumulated, my mother’s delicate maternal garden was soon filled to the brim, giving her a feeling of bloating and heaviness. And my mother’s lower abdomen was indeed expanding at a visible rate.

“Ahhhhh… Ahhhhh… Don’t shoot anymore… You bad son… Mom’s uterus… can’t hold on much longer… It can’t hold any more… Ohhhhh… No more… Don’t shoot anymore… Mom can’t take it anymore…” Mom’s limbs were weak and she was lying on the kitchen counter. Her eyes rolled back and she was lifeless. She was sweating and her cheeks were flushed. She was drooling and begging for mercy in a muffled voice.

Fortunately, the countertop was big enough that Mom didn’t fall to the ground. She lay on it, groaning weakly. Her son had opened her cervix and filled her with his semen. The intense pleasure was so overwhelming that she was about to faint.

I was having an incredible time. I could feel my mother’s mind was in chaos, but her body was becoming even more lewd. Her vaginal muscles and folds, stimulated by the semen, were contracting and squeezing my big cock even faster.

My mother’s vaginal muscles felt like countless tiny baby hands, kneading and stroking my penis forcefully, as if trying to squeeze out all the remaining semen from my penis.

Half a minute later, I finally finished ejaculating from my testicles. After ejaculating, my legs were a little weak, and I leaned against my mother’s beautiful back, just about to pull out of her uterus.

Unexpectedly, my mother’s philandering ways held my glans firmly in place, refusing to let it leave.

Meanwhile, the flesh and folds of her vagina gushed out from all directions, tightly enveloping my penis, and then my mother couldn’t help but climax again.

My big cock is still inside my mother, feeling her warm and tight honey hole trembling with constant orgasms. It’s so fascinating. My mother’s hot and tight flesh is still writhing while she’s orgasming. The folds of the tight flesh walls tightly wrap around my glans, sucking on it and trying to draw it in. It sucks and massages my big cock after it has ejaculated, as if it won’t stop until it squeezes out the last drop of semen.

“Um…no…don’t keep inserting it…Mom can’t…take it anymore…” Mom murmured, saying no.

But the mother’s vagina was tightly gripping her son’s penis, which was trying to escape, and the suction force didn’t seem like she wanted to get rid of it.

I felt so good being squeezed so tightly by my mother’s vagina that I almost fainted, but I still managed to suppress the pleasure and slowly pull my penis out.

The grooves of my glans slid slowly through my mother’s tight, wet vagina, her clitoris still reluctantly wanting to envelop my penis.

Unfortunately, my mind was made up, so I showed no mercy and yanked it outwards with all my might.

My mother’s vagina slowly pulled my glans out, and the stimulation of her tight vaginal muscles squeezing and pressing on my penis was something that ordinary sex could not provide.

I felt so good that my scalp tingled. Even after I was freed from the shackles of her flower, I still managed to ejaculate two more streams of semen, which were greedily swallowed by my mother’s womb.

With a soft “pop,” my penis finally left my mother’s honey pot, bringing with it a stream of sweet, sticky vaginal fluid.

Without her son’s large penis filling her honey hole, the once tight vulva had become a black hole that could accommodate several fingers. From the outside, one could clearly see the tender pink flesh inside wriggling and the trickle of white fluid overflowing from it.

“Are you really going to shoot your mother to death…?” My mother, gradually recovering from the sexual climax, hugged her high, swollen belly and said to her son with seductive eyes.

I gently supported my mother, watching her flushed, beautiful face with her eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her shapely, snow-white legs still trembling, as if she hadn’t recovered from her orgasm, her casual pants hanging suggestively on her calves. My mother’s gentle appearance was truly breathtaking.

I was so mesmerized that I lowered my head to kiss my mother’s flushed face. I kissed her twice, and her cheeks were flushed and she looked incredibly beautiful, her eyes half-open and dreamy.

“Feeling better now? My sweet mommy?”

I pressed myself against my mother, rubbing against her body, my penis sinking between her soft buttocks.

“You naughty boy… Mom feels so good… so good I could die… You just bully Mom… Don’t you know how to let Mom rest for a while…”

Despite feeling weak all over, my mother managed to sit up and hold my hand, pressing it against her soft breast.

“No rush, we’re free today anyway, let’s have our son eat first and then we’ll pamper you properly.”

With a mischievous grin, I lifted my mother by her armpits, moved her to the edge of the crib, and laid her on her back. I casually ripped off her apron and threw it aside, then lifted her legs and pushed her hard. My mother lay on the crib like a lamb to the slaughter.

“Son, son, what are you doing?” the mother asked breathlessly.

“Let’s eat, hehe.”

I laughed, took the bread next to me, tore off a piece, spread my mother’s legs, and inserted it into her wet, overflowing vagina.

“Eek~”

As a rough, foreign object was penetrated, the mother groaned, “Son, son, what are you putting in? Take it out quickly…”

“This is the famous ‘sister juice bread’ from Japanese hentai anime, no, it was stuffed into Mommy’s tender little pussy, it should be called ‘mother juice bread’.”

With a wicked grin, I continued to break pieces of bread and stuff them into my mother’s honey pot, rubbing each piece heavily against her labia before inserting it.

My mother kept moaning, her delicate body twisting on the table as she tried to escape my intrusion, but her fear of me prevented her from truly struggling.

“Come on, stuff your little mouth with some too.”

I pinched my mother’s chin, rolled the rest of the bread into a ball, and stuffed it into her mouth.

“Don’t chew it up. Let it soak up your saliva, understand?”

“Mmm,” Mom quickly nodded, indicating that she understood.

“Good girl,” I said contentedly, rubbing my mother’s bulging vulva with bread, then reached for the plate of fried eggs and, with a “smack,” poured two delicious fried eggs onto my mother’s snow-white, flat belly.

“This dining table is quite nice.”

I sighed, lowered my head, and took a bite of the fried egg.

My mom makes amazing fried eggs; they’re runny, and the liquid yolk immediately flows down her stomach when you bite into them.

I stuck out my tongue, licking the runny yolk, and also licking my mother’s skin. I even dragged another egg to my mother’s chest, bit it open, and sucked on her breasts full of egg liquid.

This lewd act may not have been physically stimulating for the mother, but being played with like this by her own son must have caused her immense emotional turmoil.

The mother kept twisting her body, her hands gripping the edge of the table tightly, her eyes closed, unwilling to see the lewd scene on her body, her mouth stuffed full of bread, and she occasionally let out muffled moans from her throat.

“The ‘Niangzhi Bread’ should be marinated by now, it’s time to take it out of the oven.”

After licking the egg yolk clean from my mother’s cleavage, I pinched her chin, put my fingers into her mouth, took out a piece of bread soaked in her saliva, and placed it between her breasts.

“Wow, that’s great! Mommy, you drool so much! I wonder if the products for your little mouth can compare?”

I spread my mother’s legs apart, rubbed her swollen, tender vulva, and, amidst her gasps, dug out pieces of bread soaked in her vaginal fluid.

“Mom, look how much water you have!”

I smiled and held a piece of freshly baked bread to my mother’s lips, saying, “Come and taste what you taste like!”

“Waaaaah…no…don’t…”

The mother turned her head away, trying to avoid the question; after all, as a mother, she still had a little bit of shame left.

But she couldn’t resist me. I climbed onto the table and sat on my mother’s lower abdomen. I grabbed her chin with one hand to prevent her from dodging, and with the other hand, I forcibly pried open her teeth and shoved the bread down her throat.

“Waaah…waaah…”

My rough handling brought tears to my mother’s eyes. Her throat was blocked by my fingers and bread, and she could only let out muffled groans.

My mother writhed in pain, her throat choked shut, and could only plead with me through her tearful eyes.

But I, who am prone to abusing my mother, remained unmoved. I reached out and slapped my mother hard across her pretty face: “You were disobedient just now, and now you know how to play the victim? Hmm? Just eat your juicy bread and everything will be fine.”

As he spoke, he slapped her again with a “smack”.

“Waaah…” Mom rolled her eyes in pain, not even bothering to block my slap with her hands. She tightly gripped my other arm, looking like she was about to suffocate from my hand blocking her throat.

Only then did I withdraw my finger.

“Ugh…” Just as she pulled her finger back, Mom turned her head away and gagged violently, drooling out a lot of saliva along with the piece of bread.

A pile of “wet” bread fell onto the slab of bread, mixing with a large puddle of saliva.

It took a full three minutes before Mom stopped gagging, turned over and lay on the hardboard, panting heavily.

I was still sitting on my mother’s lower abdomen, kneading her large breasts.

Seemingly realizing she had just angered me, Mom stroked my thick, hard penis pressing against her lower abdomen with one hand, grabbed a pile of bread from beside her face with the other, placed it in front of her chest, picked up a piece, and tremblingly put it into her mouth. She chewed slowly, her tearful eyes looking at me pitifully: “Mmm, Mommy, Mommy eat, Mommy will listen to you, okay, boohoo…”

As he spoke, he stuffed another piece of bread into his mouth. “Whatever you ask Mom to eat, Mom will eat, okay? Don’t be angry, good son…”

“How do you know you were wrong now? Hmm?”

I deliberately put on a stern face.

Mom panicked and hurriedly said in a tearful voice, “Mom, Mom was wrong… Waaah… Please, please forgive Mom… Waaah…”

“Mom, isn’t this just being a jerk? Every time I want to do something, you prevent me from doing it. In the end, I have to beat and scold you until you finish, and then you still have to pretend to be pitiful and beg me?”

I climbed down from the dining table, not in a hurry to ravage my mother, but instead nestled against her chest, savoring the taste of “mother’s milk bread”.

“Waaaaah, Mommy’s so mean, son, don’t be angry, Mommy’s just a mean person, waaaaah…”

My mother cried and muttered self-reproach in a low voice, trying to calm me down. She even rubbed her breasts against my face.

Looking at my mother like this, I felt a pang of pity. After all, we are mother and son. My mother tries her best to please me with her body every day and satisfy my various perverted desires. I should also treat my mother better.

I thought to myself, after finishing the bread from my mother’s chest, I would pull her up and hug her tightly.

“No, don’t be so cruel to Mom, okay, okay?” Mom was still scared, her arms wrapped around her chest, her naked body trembling in my arms.

“Okay, okay.” I pulled my mother’s arm away, wrapped my arms around her waist, and kissed her cherry lips: “Don’t be afraid, your son is not angry with you. You got up early this morning to make breakfast for your son, and your son hasn’t thanked you yet, my good mother.”

“No, no, it’s, it’s Mom’s fault. I didn’t listen to you and made you angry.”

My mother hugged me tightly, rubbing her breasts against my chest, and sobbed softly.

“Don’t cry, don’t cry, good mommy.”

I smoothed my mother’s long hair. “Actually, I like it when my mother resists a little. It would be meaningless if she didn’t react to anything I did and just lay there letting me do whatever I wanted.”

I changed my position, almost hugging my mother from behind, and placed my hands on her breasts, caressing them. “It’s okay, Mommy is all yours. As long as your son is having fun, Mommy will do anything.”

My mother’s eyes were filled with tears. She turned her head and asked me for a kiss, putting her tongue into my mouth for me to taste.

And so, I held my mother tenderly for a long time, teasing her until her face was flushed and she was moaning softly. I don’t know when, but my hand was caressing my mother’s lower body and kept rubbing her labia, and her vaginal fluid kept flowing out of her honey hole.

“Ugh, ugh, it’s so hot, it’s so uncomfortable…” Mom said, panting as she rubbed her pert buttocks against my penis.

“Do you want it?”

I pressed my penis into my mother’s buttocks and rubbed it.

“Yes, yes, Mom, Mom can’t take it anymore, good son, quick, quick, give it to Mom… Oh, it’s so itchy…” Mom rubbed her breasts in a daze, almost collapsing into my arms.

“Want it? Just because you want it doesn’t mean I have to give it to you.”

With a wicked grin, I intensified the kneading motion of my fingers on my mother’s tender vulva. “Mom, look at yourself now, do you even resemble a mother anymore?”

“No, don’t say that, good son, please…”

“What, you won’t let me speak?”

I humiliated my mother with immense pleasure, saying, “Look at other mothers, they are respected and loved by their sons, while you, as their mother, are lying naked in your son’s arms letting him rub your cunt?”

“Stop talking, stop talking… Waaah… So embarrassing…”

“Shameful? You slut, you know what shame is? Weren’t you just saying you wanted it?”

I got more and more excited as I talked, “Look how much water is flowing out of your cunt! What mother would be this slutty in front of her son? I bet you’re the first slutty mother to be played like this by her son, right?”

“Yes, yes, I am, sob sob sob, I admit it all, I am the slutty mom, the first one to be played like this by my son…”

“I’ve ruined you like this?”

I wasn’t going to let it go at all, and continued to provoke my mother, “You slut, you seduced your son and made yourself like this, it’s all because of your fat tits, your big perky ass, your rotten cunt, you seduced your son, you know that?”

“Yes, yes… Waaah… It’s all my fault, I seduced my son… I deserve to be fucked by my son…”

My mother was crying and talking nonsense, and I had driven her almost crazy.

I didn’t dare go too far. If I drove my mother to the brink of insanity, then I would never have a beautiful and virtuous mother to play with again.

So I grabbed my mother’s hand and braced it against the edge of the table, lifted one of her legs, exposing her dripping wet pussy, and pressed my thick, hard penis against her labia from behind. “Slutty mom, watch your son teach your cunt a lesson with his cock!”

As I was speaking, I straightened my back, and “pfft.”

With a sound, the swollen glans squeezed into the mother’s tender vagina.

“ah!”

My mother let out a moan, and her already tight, tender vagina suddenly contracted, squeezing me so tightly that I shuddered with pleasure.

“What a slut,”

As I spoke, I thrust my hips forward sharply, and my penis shoved halfway in.

“ah!”

My mother let out another moan, and her hot, fleshy walls tightened again, gripping my penis tightly.

“What a slut, so tight, I can’t even get in with all that water.” I pinched my mother’s pert buttocks hard and thrust again.

“Ah~” This time, Mom’s scream was no longer a moan but a scream of agony. My penis was deeply inserted into Mom’s vagina, thrusting hard to the very end.

Immediately afterwards, screams of agony rose and fell, yes, screams of agony. I relentlessly thrust into my mother’s vagina with all my might, pounding hard against her clitoris. My mother was covered in sweat from the pain, screaming wildly, her beautiful face contorted in agony. This was not lovemaking; it was one-sided humiliation and venting.

“Help! I’m dying… Ah… Mommy hurts… It hurts so much…”

My mother was wailing pitifully, but I was so engrossed in my work that I ignored her completely. Instead, I bent down and pressed my chest against her back.

I have to say that my mother’s beautiful back is very attractive. Her fair skin and graceful butterfly bones are just as attractive as any other part of her body. Of course, I have ridden on my mother’s waist many times and rubbed and even whipped her fair back with my penis.

At that moment, my mother’s beautiful back, which I had pinned to the table, was exposed before my eyes. Her fair skin was glistening with beads of sweat, which made me stick out my tongue and greedily lick it.

The salty sweat and slippery skin, constantly in contact with my tongue, acted as a potent aphrodisiac, causing my penis, which was thrusting into my mother’s cunt, to swell even more. My hips slapped against my mother’s plump buttocks with a “slap slap slap,” and the speed increased considerably.

Of course, being an expert in playing with my mother, I wouldn’t stop at just fucking her vagina and licking her back at the same time. At first, I held my mother’s knees, lifted her thighs to expose her honey hole, and fucked her from behind. After a while, I forcefully lifted my mother’s beautiful leg that I had been struggling to lift and placed it on the table, blocking it from the edge so that my mother couldn’t close it (my mother didn’t dare to close it, but it looked more stimulating to the eye). My freed hand then grabbed my mother’s tender white thigh and kneaded it hard. Every now and then, with a “smack,” a handprint would be imprinted on my mother’s plump white thigh.

The other hand, not wanting to be left out, had already reached into the mother’s chest and grabbed her breasts, giving them a good rub.

It can be said that my mother was basically being played with by me from all angles. All the sensations produced by the collision and friction between our bodies eventually turned into pleasure, flooding my mind and stimulating me wildly. This stimulated my waist to move faster and faster, and my engorged penis, like a pile driver, was manipulating my mother’s tight vagina.

All of this only caused suffering for the mother. Her body was being tormented by a mixture of pain and pleasure in several places. The pain of being whipped, the pain of her clitoris being violently pounded by the glans, the pain of her nipples being relentlessly pinched—the stimulation was driving her to the brink of collapse. She cried out loudly, “Ah…it hurts…it hurts so much…waaaaah…oh dear!…my thighs, my thighs are going to be whipped raw…son, please stop hitting me, please…ah! It hurts so much!…waaaah…it hurts inside…it hurts inside…oh dear, son, please be gentle…no! Don’t hit me anymore, waaaah…oh dear, don’t pinch…don’t pinch my nipples…it hurts…”

The mother, who was being tortured to the point of near death, gripped the edge of the slatted table tightly with both hands. Her long, wavy hair was spread out and covered her face, and one could imagine how painful her expression must be.

My body trembled as I slammed into her, her thighs almost spread to their limit, one on the table and the other leaning on the ground. Her slippers had long since been flung away, and her jade-like foot, which was on the table, swayed back and forth with my thrusts. I really wanted to lean over and bite her tender white toes and suck them hard, but that was obviously impossible unless I gave up on the honey cunt that I was enjoying.

Speaking of Mom’s honeyed cunt, it was wide open at the moment, accepting the manipulation of my thick penis. Mom’s spread thighs exposed this private garden. My glans spread open the two red and swollen labia, and my penis was thrust into Mom’s vagina and pulled out again. Each time, it brought out a lot of vaginal fluid, which flowed down Mom’s legs and accumulated into a small puddle of honey-like fluid next to Mom’s jade feet that were supported on the ground.

My mother and I were also splattered with vaginal fluids, and the ground was covered with splashes of her honey-like juices.

“Oh, oh, this feels so good, my dear mom, you’re squeezing me so tightly…”

I spoke lewd and obscene words to provoke my mother, attacking the depths of her body with all my might. “Ah, so, so good, Mom, this perky ass, these breasts, this cunt, ah, ah… It’s a good thing your son has an Oedipus complex, oh… otherwise, otherwise heaven knows which man is playing with your slutty body right now, ah… it feels so damn good, ah, ah… being fucked by your son right now, it’s like keeping the good stuff in the family, isn’t it? Ah… good… good Mom, look, doesn’t your son love you very much, oh, you’re so tight…”

“Ouch… Waaah… Son, please be gentle… It hurts… Waaah… Yes… Yes, son is right… Waaah…”

My mother, pressed beneath me, sobbed and moaned, fearing I would get angry and do something even more ruthless. She could only respond in humiliation, “Waaah…yes…son loves…loves mother, and mother loves you too…waaah…it hurts…son, please be gentle…”

“Then Mom… in this life… oh, squeeze tighter… hiss, ah, so good… is it only, only let your son fuck you… only serve your son’s penis, only, only let your son be your toy… ah, ah… only let your son enjoy your body…”

Whenever I get really into it with my mom, I like to verbally humiliate her like this, letting her know that she will be subservient to me for the rest of her life, a tool for my sexual gratification.

“Is it, Mom? Ah…ah, that’s great…tell me, isn’t it?”

“Yes, yes… Ah… Mom, Mom is your sex toy, your sex slave… Mom only serves you… Waaah… Mom’s body and soul belong to you…”

Under my double assault of interrogation and humiliation, my mother responded in agony.

“You truly are my wonderful mother. Son, I’ll reward you properly right now.”

I loved hearing my mother’s humiliating yet helpless response. With a “smack,” my hand struck her plump, upturned buttocks. “How about I fill your cunt with my semen?”

After fucking for so long, I was about to ejaculate. I thrust my penis into my mother’s cunt as fast as I could, the head of my penis pounding against the deepest part of her body. I could clearly feel a hot, soft mass of flesh sucking at my glans with each thrust. That was my mother’s cervix, probably the softest and most delicate part of her body. By breaking through that soft mass, I could send my penis into her uterus.

Actually, if I were to penetrate from the front, with my length, I could easily insert it there with some force. However, every time it hurts so much that my mother almost faints. Cervical play is indeed a cruel and painful way to play for women. After all, she is my mother, so I rarely play like that intentionally when entering from the front.

However, although it is said that rear entry allows for deeper penetration, my mother’s plump buttocks were simply too big. While they looked and felt quite enjoyable, they became a small obstacle during rear entry. The thick buttocks acted like a cushion between my mother and me. Although my glans was hitting my mother’s clitoris hard, it was difficult to continue trying to push my penis further into my mother’s uterus.

However, this way of intercourse brought me a different kind of pleasure. Her plump, upturned buttocks were always pressed tightly against my hips, very elastic and extremely comfortable to the touch, and it didn’t cause my mother much harm. Although my mother looked like she was in pain, it was much better than when I ruthlessly pushed my penis into her cervix and manipulated her.

I have also penetrated my mother’s uterus during doggy style, but that was not much more pleasurable than normal sex. The greatest pleasure came from the psychological stimulation of the desire to abuse and dominate my mother.

But that’s a story for another time. Right now, I’m holding my mother’s waist, single-mindedly trying to ejaculate the first fresh semen of the morning into her body.

My mother twisted and struggled, seemingly in immense pain, but only I knew that her sensitive body had already experienced countless orgasms. Each time she reached her climax, the soft flesh of her cervix would suddenly open, biting my glans like a small mouth and sucking it frantically. Then, a gush of hot fluid would pour onto my glans, and this combination of sucking and pouring made my whole body tingle. It was only thanks to the endurance I had developed from countless battles with my mother that I was able to resist the urge to ejaculate.

My mother really was born with a body that could be used as a plaything. No matter how painful or torturous it was, as long as there was something thrusting in and out of her cunt, she could always reach orgasm again and again, with large amounts of vaginal fluid gushing out and flowing everywhere.

“Ugh…uh…uh…ah…”

Stimulated by the interplay of climax and pain, the mother gradually lost her senses, her head resting on the table, her profile exposed when her hair was lifted at some point.

At this moment, Mom’s cheeks were flushed and her face was streaked with tears. Her once bright almond-shaped eyes were wide open, but now they were glazed over and unfocused. Her two red lips were half-open beneath her still pert nose, and her tongue was sticking out, drooping softly at the corner of her mouth, showing a truly natural and unposed climax face.

Disheveled hair fell across my mother’s face. My mother, who had been so distracted by my manipulations, stopped crying and could only groan helplessly and mechanically.

Having fucked Mom to this extent, I was quite satisfied. I launched into a final assault, my hips swaying wildly back and forth like a motor, the loud “slap slap slap” echoing as my penis thrust rapidly in and out of her tight, folded passage, making her moans rise again, “Ah …

Loud, lewd moans filled the air.

“Ugh…Mom, Mom, your son’s…ugh, your son’s coming, your son’s semen is coming…ugh…I’m about to shoot…shoot it into the place where you gave birth to me…ugh…fill your womb…ugh…”

As I thrust wildly, I pressed down on my mother’s waist, making her stick out her buttocks even higher so that I could penetrate her even deeper. I also mumbled incoherently, spewing out all sorts of obscene and vulgar words.

Finally, “Mom, your son is here!” I roared, gritting my teeth and pressing down hard on my mother’s waist. With a “plop,” my penis truly pierced into my mother’s vagina. Under the tremendous impact, the huge and hard glans slammed into my mother’s clitoris. “Ah!”

My mother screamed, but her flower could not stop my attack. My glans broke through her defenses, pushed open that hot, soft yet firm flesh, and forcefully squeezed into her uterus.

Hot, lustful fluids immediately gushed from the mother’s opened cervix, once again surging to the peak of pleasure.

The heat completely enveloped my penis, which was inserted into my mother’s honey hole.

Finally, it penetrated into my mother’s womb. I was jolted by the even hotter, fresher semen. Grabbing my mother’s breasts and slender waist, I cried out, “Ugh!”

A surge of intense pleasure shot through my glans, and scalding hot semen gushed from my urethra, spraying out with a “plop plop” sound, hitting my mother’s uterine wall. My mother and I both reached orgasm.

“Oh!”

Scalded by the yang essence, my mother, who was delirious, let out another soft moan. But that wasn’t the end of it. Although I had ejaculated countless times in various parts of my mother’s body last night, my body’s functions were extraordinary, and my semen production was incredibly fast. I recovered in just half a night. At this moment, my glans was like a tap that had been turned on, and thick, hot semen gushed out from my urethra, powerfully washing over the deepest part of my mother’s body.

“Ah!…Ahhhhhh…”

Even after ejaculation, my poor mother was still different from other women. Other women, even if penetrated so deeply, would only experience ejaculation in an instant. But my mother’s experience was transformed into a prolonged ordeal by my copious amount of semen. Waves of semen pounded against the sensitive uterine walls, filling my mother’s womb, and overflowing from the narrow gap between my glans and the cervix, scalding her equally sensitive, wet vagina.

“Aaaaaaah!”

My mother screamed loudly, experiencing both heavenly pleasure and hellish pain, while I, the instigator of all this, was immersed in the dual pleasure of body and physiology, completely conquering the beauty beneath me whom I called my mother, sending my white semen into the place of my birth…

“call……”