Chapter 105

“Ah…it’s so swollen…ah…” The mother’s voice trembled slightly, like a wind chime being swayed by the wind.

Zhao Chenyu leaned down and gently pressed his lips to his mother’s red lips. The moment their lips touched, whether his mother was truly tormented by the swelling in her lower body or not, she actually took the initiative to lick Zhao Chenyu’s lips, and her arms instinctively wrapped tightly around his neck.

“Wanyi, relax, it will feel very comfortable…” Zhao Chenyu’s breathing was heavy, his hot breath spraying into his mother’s ear.

Pan said, “You’ll love this feeling… Trust me… Give me everything…”

My gaze was fixed on the area where the two were closely connected, but my vision was blurred by shock and bitterness.

Is this what Mom looks like when she’s being penetrated? The thick shaft stretched Mom’s originally delicate and tightly closed entrance into a perfectly rounded O-shape, the most delicate pink rim at the entrance stretched to almost transparent, yet even so, it still…

It contracted and writhed violently, as if futilely and persistently trying to push away the terrible intruder. With each forceful contraction, more clear and viscous vaginal fluid was squeezed out and flowed down the dark base of the rod.

“Sister Wanyi, you’re inside…you’ve been biting me, it’s so tight it’s driving me crazy! And…” Zhao Chenyu’s words stopped abruptly—I guess he wanted to say “similar to Xuanman’s,” but he ultimately swallowed it back down his throat at the last moment.

The mother was still trembling violently, and even Zhao Chenyu’s every breath would elicit soft sobs from her.

Zhao Chenyu’s face hovered above his mother’s, their noses almost touching. His heavy, masculine breath, brimming with male hormones, repeatedly blew hot against her flushed, burning face, making her unable to open her eyes and leaving her intoxicated.

Zhao Chenyu’s hips began to lift slightly backward as he attempted to slowly pull out for the first time.

“Uh-huh—” Mom’s waist even arched slightly upwards in response, as if unconsciously resisting the withdrawal of the belt.

The anxiety and emptiness that came were like the body’s most honest instinct, chasing after the peace and fulfillment that had suddenly been lost.

Zhao Chenyu deliberately stopped halfway out of her vagina, his thick penis scraping against the wet, slippery folds of flesh, giving his mother waves of tingling, numbing pleasure. The withdrawn shaft glistened with a moist sheen, covered in her mother’s love juices, like a rod just pulled from a honey pot.

He gave his mother, whose eyes were glazed over, a smug smile, then suddenly tightened his core muscles.

With a burst of energy, his hips sank downwards without mercy! “Pfft!”

“Ah—” Mom’s head jerked back, all her screams caught in her throat, turning into a long, tearing sound. Her eyes went unfocused for a moment, as if her soul had truly been knocked out of her body by this fierce impact, drifting towards the clouds.

“Sister Wanyi!” “Smack!” Zhao Chenyu lowered his head and gave his mother a loud, wet kiss on her wide-open lips.

“Sister Wanyi!” “Smack!” Another kiss landed heavily on her mother’s burning cheek.

“Sister Wanyi!” “Smack!” The third kiss, almost like a bite, landed on her mother’s taut collarbone.

In the brief intervals between kisses, his breath was seductive.

She said, “Has it… um… never been… filled like this before?”

“This is what your body has been hiding all along! Hmm! What your subconscious has been yearning for… isn’t it?”

“Tell me… Sister Wanyi… tell me!” Mom didn’t answer, or rather, she was overwhelmed by the overwhelming pleasure and unable to form any coherent words. She simply buried her burning cheeks helplessly in Zhao Chenyu’s neck.

In the nest, the arms around his neck tightened. “Hehe!” Zhao Chenyu chuckled softly.

“I understand… Sister Wanyi, this is just the beginning~”

After speaking, he adjusted his posture, fully extending his arms to his mother’s sides, his chest and arm muscles bulging. He lowered…

He lowered his head, his gaze fixed intently on his mother’s flushed and dazed face, and began his thrusting.

“Pfft! Pfft!” “Hmm! Hmm!” “Slap! Slap!”

With each thrust and withdrawal of the thick, hard penis, a louder, sticky sound grew louder, like the tides lapping against the shore—proof of the extreme wetness inside Mom’s honeypot. Inside, it felt like a warm ocean, passionate and all-encompassing, surging, trembling, welcoming, and holding on with every entry and exit.

His lower abdomen slammed against his mother’s soft, full mons pubis again and again, the rhythm accelerating and the force becoming heavier and more ferocious.

“Hmph! Hmph… Uh!” Mom’s nasal tone grew louder and louder.

The groans that he had tried to suppress were shattered by the repeated, intense impacts that penetrated his very soul, turning into incoherent sobs.

“Mmm~ mmm~” Her intermittent voice gradually shifted irreversibly from the initial pure pain to a vague sob.

Reason was being overwhelmed by the primal pleasure of the body. “Ah! Ah! Slower, slower… Chenyu… I can’t take it anymore… It’s too deep… Ah!” Finally, Zhao Chenyu’s name spilled from the mother’s lips uncontrollably, mixed with incoherent pleas, but the trembling at the end of her voice and the legs that actively wrapped around his waist made the pleas sound more like a disguised encouragement.

As Zhao Chenyu thrust deeper and deeper into her, her mother’s lips involuntarily parted, revealing her pearly white teeth and moist inside her mouth. Each deep penetration made her gasp and exclaim in amazement at being filled.

“Sister Wanyi, you’re so tight, it feels so good…” Zhao Chenyu exclaimed.

“Mmm…slower…slower…” The mother’s voice was soft and weak, like a crushed flower petal. It was less a refusal and more an intoxicated moan.

Zhao Chenyu didn’t slow down because of his mother’s request. On the contrary, he seemed even more encouraged, his movements becoming wilder. His thick penis thrust in and out with a higher frequency and stronger force, pulling out completely each time, leaving only the large glans stuck at the entrance, before slamming it back in, hitting the softest part of her deepest core. The wet, tight vagina was forcibly stretched open, the tender flesh inside rubbed intensely until it burned, yet it frantically secreted more love juice to adapt to the violent invasion, making even louder “slap” sounds.

“Ah…ah…too…too fast…” The mother’s cries began to become rhythmic, rising and falling with his thrusts, turning into continuous, high-pitched moans.

“Wanyi, you like this, right?” Zhao Chenyu suddenly straightened up, wrapped his hands around his mother’s plump, beautiful legs, and held them together in front of him. His arms tightly hugged his mother’s calves, a position that facilitated thrusting…

The angle changed instantly, and the penis went from a downward, angled penetration to a more direct and violent thrusting motion, which could more fiercely scrape against the most sensitive G-spot inside the vagina.

“Mmm~ Ugh! I can’t take it anymore! I can’t take it anymore!” The sudden, intense stimulation nearly drove Mom to the brink of collapse. She twisted her upper body from side to side, trying to alleviate some of the impact, but it was more like a dance of feigned resistance. Zhao Chenyu’s hips slammed into Mom’s slightly raised, snow-white, upturned buttocks. With each impact, the plump flesh trembled violently, like ripples spreading across a calm lake after a boulder had been thrown in. These ripples traveled rapidly upwards along Mom’s soft, fleshy waist, the fleshy waves rolling, especially when they struck Mom’s large, voluptuous breasts. The two snow-white peaks rolled violently up and down like waves in a storm, the breasts swaying, a scene of utter lewdness.

“Clap clap clap!”

With each rapid thrust, her mother’s tender, white body rose and fell on the blue-gold sheets, like scattered gold rays of the setting sun about to sink into the sea outside the window.

The vast, dark blue sea was covered with layers upon layers of white waves that rolled, disappeared, and rolled even more violently, seemingly never stopping.

“Sister Wanyi, do you like it?” Zhao Chenyu asked, panting heavily, his greedy face rubbing and kissing his mother’s delicate feet with longing.

“Ahhh—I don’t know! I don’t know! I can’t take it anymore! No!”

“That’s enough! Ahh!” Mother’s moans became exceptionally sharp, reduced to mere instinctive cries. Her beautiful eyes were glazed, her hair disheveled, and her body began to convulse noticeably.

Could it be…? No way, it’s only been two minutes of intense thrusting…

“I know you like it; your body is a million times more honest than your mouth,” Zhao Chenyu said with a smile.

“Slap slap slap!” The penis thrust in and out at high speed like a pile driver, bringing out an astonishing amount of vaginal fluid, far more than Aunt Ouyang, far more than when Aunt Ouyang was overflowing, far more than when Jingyan was aroused! It was as if the emptiness and lust she had accumulated for many years had all burst forth at this moment.

“Ah! Ah! Ah—” Mom suddenly let out a series of short, high-pitched screams, her whole body trembling violently. Her hands flailing wildly around her body, finally gripping the already disheveled sheets tightly. Her legs, which were erect in front of Zhao Chenyu, were as stiff as pillars, her toes curled inward. A peculiar expression appeared on her face, her lips slightly…

Zhang’s eyes were unfocused, as if his soul had left his body. “Ah!”

Zhao Chenyu let out a low growl and hurriedly thrust his penis deep into his mother’s violently convulsing vagina, the head of his penis pressing firmly against her cervix. He held his mother’s feet with both hands, pressing the soles of her feet tightly against his sweaty face, and raised his head, releasing a satisfied sigh from deep in his throat.

Immediately afterwards, streams of warm vaginal fluid gushed uncontrollably from the deepest part of the mother’s body. A large amount of vaginal fluid, as if she had lost control of her bladder, gushed out from the gap between the two of them, completely soaking the sheets and forming a dark stain in the dim light, like a whirlpool in the deep sea.

Mom… climaxed… In the intertwining of the sin of betrayal and physical pleasure, she was brought to her peak by this young intruder in just a few minutes.

Mother was breathing heavily, her delicate body still twitching slightly, like an aftershock of her recent climax. She shielded her eyes with her arm, concealing the complex expression on her face, as if trying to imprison herself in a brief darkness to escape the breathtaking spiritual and physical debauchery she had just experienced.

Zhao Chenyu parted his mother’s slightly convulsing legs, lay on top of her, and wanted to give her tenderness after her recent orgasm.

As Zhao Chenyu’s lips slowly approached, just as he was about to kiss his mother’s lips—

The mother suddenly turned her head away, and instead of lowering her arm to cover her eyes, she tightened it even more.

Zhao Chenyu frowned slightly and reached out to pry open the arm blocking his mother’s eyes, only to find her resistance unexpectedly strong. Zhao Chenyu was also stunned.

What’s wrong with Mom? What’s wrong with Mom? Has the climax subsided, and the grains of reason have resurfaced?

Zhao Chenyu stared blankly at his mother, who was just panting heavily, as if the few minutes that had just passed had been a long marathon for her. Sweat condensed into glistening beads on her skin, which was flushed with an alluring pink from desire, like clouds dyed with the morning glow at dawn.

Zhao Chenyu stared at his mother for a few moments, then his eyes lit up as if he understood something.

He didn’t force her, but gently leaned down and kissed his mother’s chin, which wasn’t covered by her arm. Then he whispered in her ear, “Wanyi, let’s continue.” After he finished speaking, without waiting for his mother’s reaction, he slowly raised his hips again, his penis moving slightly inside her vagina, awakening the sensitive nerves that had just calmed down.

“Smack!” A crisp, wet, and sticky impact rang out as the heavy scrotum slapped against the mother’s perineum, stirring up a…

A strange tingling and numb sensation.

“Hmm!” The mother’s body trembled violently in response, and her arms, which had been covering her, loosened involuntarily.

“Slap slap slap slap slap slap!” Zhao Chenyu keenly caught this momentary lapse in concentration and immediately increased the speed of his thrusts, his hips swinging powerfully back and forth, the sounds of flesh colliding becoming continuous and rapid.

“Mmm! Uh ah!” The mother’s attempt to suppress her moans was instantly shattered.

“Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh!” With continued stimulation, the mother’s moans gradually regained their vitality, becoming high-pitched and coherent, no longer able to be suppressed. She finally removed the arm covering her eyes, revealing a pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes—now filled with tears, their red rims reflecting panic, shame, and uncontrollable confusion.

It turned out that Mom was crying… but the crying was gradually replaced by groans.

Zhao Chenyu pressed his entire body, from the hips up, onto his mother.

Their skin was pressed tightly together, their body temperatures mingling. His broad chest was pressed against his mother’s ample breasts, pressing her two snow-white peaks into thick discs. Soft flesh spilled out from both sides, outlining an alluring curve. The only part of his body that was constantly moving was his strong lower body.

“Sister Wanyi, whew! I will make you… again and again… feel so good! Woo!” Zhao Chenyu’s heavy breathing was like a hot wind scorching his mother’s cheeks, smearing her face with intoxicating rouge. His throbbing penis quickly went in and out of his mother’s steamed bun-shaped vagina. The tight, mature woman’s honey hole enveloped him, giving him an intoxicating and bone-melting ecstasy.

“Mmm~ Uhhhhh!” Mom’s hazy eyes gradually filled with the pink of desire, the sadness and pain in her eyes melting away in the waves of lust. She pressed her arm down on Zhao Chenyu’s shoulder, trying to slow his onslaught, but found his strong body unmoving. Instead, her hands naturally wrapped around Zhao Chenyu’s neck, her chin resting limply on his shoulder. Her legs, limp and spread wide on the bed from the throes of orgasm, slowly climbed up his strong waist with the rise and fall of Zhao Chenyu’s thrusts, locking him even deeper into her body.

“Wanyi! So good! So good! I love you to death!” Zhao Chenyu whispered explicit love words in her ear.

“Slow down! Ahh! Slow down! Chenyu, slow down! You can’t go this fast! …I’ll…I’ll die…”

Zhao Chenyu gently took his mother’s earlobe into his mouth, his teeth lightly nibbling at the sensitive flesh, rubbing against her loose black hair and temples. His mother buried her face deep in the crook of his neck, greedily inhaling his scent. Her red lips parted wide, emitting a series of uncontrollable moans, occasionally biting his shoulder lightly, wanting to release this unbearable pleasure, yet reluctant to use force, leaving only shallow teeth marks and moist saliva.

“Slap slap slap slap slap slap!” The sound of flesh colliding echoed in the room.

The sounds echoed in the room, the rhythm quickening, the force intensifying. The two bodies, the entire bed, the whole room, the whole world seemed to collapse, focusing on the point of their frenzied intercourse.

The sound of waves outside the window continued, with blue waves crashing against the beach one after another—while in the mother’s honey pot, another kind of “wave” was also churning.

I clearly saw that with Zhao Chenyu’s thrusting, my mother’s round, large, mature buttocks silently and repeatedly rose and fell, the plump flesh trembling with each impact, and actively lifting up with each withdrawal, chasing after the departing source of pleasure. Perhaps my mother herself didn’t realize that her body had betrayed her reason, gradually responding to Zhao Chenyu’s vigorous thrusting. Her initial hesitation, wavering, tears, and sorrow were all submerged in this sacred yet lewd act of creating life, melting away in the furnace of desire, never to return.

“Ugh! Chenyu! Stop! I want it! I want it—ah! Ah—ah ah—” Suddenly, the mother’s voice became sharp and urgent. Her legs crossed, tightly clamping Zhao Chenyu’s thick waist. Her whole body trembled violently, the back of her head slammed against the deep pillow, and her hands gripped Zhao Chenyu’s back tightly. The overwhelming wave of lust completely overwhelmed her, pushing her once again to the ultimate climax of sexual intercourse.

“Ugh! Ugh!” Zhao Chenyu also growled, the flesh…

With a “plop,” the rod plunged deep into Mom’s warm, beautiful vagina, reaching its deepest point, as if trying to completely melt into her.

Enter her body.

In the afterglow of the climax, Zhao Chenyu lay sprawled on his mother’s soft, supple body. Their lips and tongues intertwined, their genitals joined, as they nestled together, panting and dancing tenderly in the deepening twilight.

As the last rays of the setting sun finally sank completely below the distant horizon, the video footage gradually darkened and blurred, losing its clear outlines, as if covered by frosted glass. Only the endless blue waves continued their tireless song, and on the blue sheets, disheveled like the waves, lay two indistinct, blurred figures…

The screen went completely black, but the video still wasn’t over. “Click—” A few seconds later, the screen lit up again; it was Mom’s hand turning on the bedside lamp. The warm, amber-like light slowly spread, dispelling the darkness and illuminating the intimate moment on the bed.

This was definitely not a continuation of what had just happened. The night outside the window was as dark as ink, completely still. Mom’s hair was already dry.

The items were loosely laid out on the pillow, and the gold towel on the pillow had also disappeared; it must have been an edited version of the scene.

Not only that, although the two of them still maintained the position of man on top and woman on the bottom, as if continuing their previous intimacy, Zhao Chenyu’s penis had already been pulled out of his mother’s vagina.

But Zhao Chenyu’s actions—”Pop! Mmm~ Pop!” “Mmm~ Hmm~ Mmm~”

Zhao Chenyu lay on his mother’s body, greedily sucking on her right nipple like a gluttonous baby.

A soft moan escaped from deep within her throat, a sound tinged with both satisfaction and an indescribable emotion. She leaned slightly against the headboard, a soft pillow supporting her back, allowing her to sit comfortably. Her eyes were lowered, her gaze softly fixed on the black head against her chest, her expression chillingly complex. She not only indulged Zhao…

Chenyu was so intimately fondling his own body, and one of his slender hands was gently stroking the back of Zhao Chenyu’s head again and again.

From the back of his head, slightly damp with sweat, the sweat slowly slid down to the skin of his strong neck, and even extended to his broad back…

It was very light and gentle, filled with an indescribable tenderness and tolerance, just like when she stroked Zhao Chenyu in the faculty dormitory.

The warm yellow light, like a layer of fine gold dust, gently enveloped Mother’s profile. Her face, still flushed, held a lingering languor and a hint of shyness; her hazy eyes held a mixture of desire and loving warmth; her glistening lips parted silently from time to time, uttering soft, alluring moans…

She gazed at Zhao Chenyu, who was lying on her chest, as if this strong man, who was greedily devouring her breasts, was both a lover who could arouse her most primal lust and, inexplicably, touched the deepest maternal strings in her heart.

In an instant, the sacred maternal radiance and the languid, mature fragrance emanating from a woman thoroughly nourished intertwined, rising in a hazy mist that blurred all boundaries.

I was stunned and lost, unable to distinguish whether the fair and alluring body before me was my mother who gave me life, or a sexy mature woman who was simply indulging in her transgression with Zhao Chenyu.

Or perhaps, they were never meant to be separated…

“Sizzle! Pop pop pop!” Zhao Chenyu finally satisfied the taste of his right breast, sucking hard. He moved his head to the side, his hot lips leaving fine kiss marks along the high, soft breast, sliding over the deep and alluring cleavage, and then taking his mother’s shiny left nipple into his mouth.

“Mmm—” Mom tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and let out a long moan. She pursed her lips and held Zhao Chenyu’s head tightly with both hands, as if she wanted to press him into her large breasts so that he could feel her warmth more deeply and taste her sweetness more deeply.

But this intense action lasted only a brief second.

The next second, her tense body relaxed, and the arms that had been holding his head loosened, becoming gentle again. She lowered her head once more, gazing tenderly at the “greedy child” in her arms, continuing to gently stroke his hair and back, indulging all his demands.

I suddenly realized how many years it had been since my mother had held me in her arms and stroked my head so gently, and even more…

Don’t even mention suckling at your mother’s breast… A bittersweet feeling welled up inside me.

With a soft “pop,” Zhao Chenyu finally lifted his head, ending the long sucking session. He faced his mother, their chests still pressed tightly together, their breaths mingling. Neither of them spoke; Zhao Chenyu’s lips fell naturally, and his mother’s arm, as if it had been waiting for a long time, remained still.

It wrapped itself gently around his neck. Everything happened naturally.

“Mmm~” Zhao Chenyu gently pressed her down, and she lay back down on the bed, her head softly sinking into the pillow. Her body…

Her body slid down slightly, while Zhao Chenyu maintained his original height, so her open thighs once again inadvertently touched his hot and hard penis.

“Ouch!” Mom cried out softly as she felt a burning sensation from the penis and looked down.

“Why… is it still so… hard?” Mom murmured softly.

“I didn’t ejaculate just now, and sucking on Sister Wanyi’s big breasts felt so good, I wanted to put my penis inside her,” Zhao Chenyu said with a wicked smile.

“Stop using such foul language!” Mom scolded playfully, her eyes dimming slightly.

“Sister Wanyi?” Zhao Chenyu noticed the change in his mother’s mood and called out to her softly.

“Sigh… I didn’t expect it to turn out like this… I felt like I had a blackout just now.” The mother’s words were filled with confusion.

Zhao Chenyu held his mother’s hand as she combed his hair, and they walked hand in hand for ten minutes.

They intertwined their fingers, and he whispered in his mother’s ear, “I want to make you more comfortable~”

“I don’t know why…” The mother seemed not to hear Zhao Chenyu’s words, lost in her own thoughts, muttering to herself, “Maybe it’s really because of the change in environment, like some kind of switch has been turned on… I’ve suddenly become addicted to this. I never did this when I was young, so why am I like this now that I’m this age… sigh~” Her sigh was full of self-deprecation and confusion.

“It’s my fault~” Zhao Chenyu only said two simple words. “Hmph~” His mother gave a self-deprecating hum and shook her head, saying, “Flies don’t land on eggs without cracks, you can’t blame everything.”

“You… I really made a mistake.” Her voice trembled with a soft sob as she finished speaking, revealing genuine remorse.

My heart tightened. Mom was really lucid, but… “That’s right!” Zhao Chenyu pinched his chin, deep in thought.

“Hmm?” Mom exclaimed in surprise, her gaze towards Zhao Chenyu filled with a hint of strangeness and…disgust. She seemed unprepared for this response, perhaps expecting some comfort or explanation, rather than this seemingly easy agreement.

Zhao Chenyu pretended not to see, instead hugging his mother tightly and whispering intimately in her ear.

She said, “I saw it. Wanyi’s lower body only has a slit, pink and tender, such a beautiful slit~”

“Oh, you—” Mom seemed to be burned by the blatant praise, and she tilted her head back abruptly, trying to avoid his burning breath. Her previous surprise and disgust vanished instantly, replaced by an overwhelming shyness and an inescapable embarrassment. Her cheeks turned as red as if they were about to bleed.

“Sister Wanyi~” “Mwah!”

Taking advantage of the moment, Zhao Chenyu kissed his mother’s lips again. This time, she didn’t flinch. His kiss seemed to have a magical power.

In an instant, the kiss shattered and melted away all the remaining negative emotions on Mom’s face, transforming them into two serene and delicate blushes that rested on her cheeks. It was as if the act of kissing Zhao Chenyu itself truly made Mom feel incredibly comfortable.

“Hmm~” Mom’s raised thigh accidentally touched Zhao Chenyu’s penis.

“Everyone, why won’t you rest yet…” Mom opened her mouth, her breath unsteady as she complained in a soft, coquettish voice, but there was little real resentment in her tone.

“Because it still longs for Sister Wanyi.” Zhao Chenyu grinned mischievously.

“You’re such a little monster,” Mom said softly. “Hehe, didn’t Wanyi already know that?” Zhao Chenyu laughed even more mischievously. “As the saying goes, ‘Even if you haven’t eaten pork, you’ve still seen a pig run, right?’ Now Wanyi has both eaten pork and seen a pig—ouch!” Before he could finish speaking, he let out an exaggerated cry of pain—his ear was gently pulled by his mother.

“Don’t talk nonsense~” Mom pouted, pinching Zhao Chenyu’s ear, but pulling harder on his face. She glared at Zhao Chenyu with narrowed eyes. But in that one glance, I vaguely glimpsed my mother’s younger self, a gentle and quiet demeanor concealing an unconscious charm and cuteness, like a Suzhou-style mooncake, its simple and soft crust encasing a sweet and glutinous filling.

I seem to rarely see my mother like this, or rather, my appearance, and Xuanman’s appearance, have made my mother lose this appearance.

“Sigh~” Mom sighed, the warm yellow light reflecting a hint of sorrow between her brows.

“What’s wrong?” Zhao Chenyu asked.

“I don’t know how to view your relationship with Xuanman now,” Mom said quietly.

Zhao Chenyu didn’t speak, but just quietly looked at his mother, waiting for her to continue.

“Zhao Chenyu, I’m asking you, you…” The mother seemed to have…

She was too shy to speak, the words lingering on her lips. She glanced down at her chest, still bearing red marks and saliva, then looked up, her eyes now resolute: “When you were making love with Xuanman, were those things you said intentionally meant for me to hear?”

“Which ones?” Zhao Chenyu asked.

“That’s it… Hmph… Make Xuanman call me by my name.”

“Words…those…” After saying that, two undisguised blushes appeared on her cheeks.

“Yes! But it’s also a kind of fun. Xuanman likes to call me ‘Dad,’ you’ve heard that.” Zhao Chenyu admitted without hesitation, and his frankness made his mother’s eyes flash with surprise.

“You’ve had feelings for me all along?” Mom’s voice trembled slightly.

“I had thoughts the moment I saw you. It’s not just me, it’s a lot of people. You must understand,” Zhao Chenyu said. His mother nodded knowingly, but immediately became wary.

“So you’re with Xuanman because of me?” Mom frowned, her tone becoming serious, and her body tensed slightly.

“No!” Zhao Chenyu answered crisply. Upon hearing this, his mother’s tightly furrowed brows relaxed for a moment, as if she had breathed a sigh of relief, but then immediately tightened again.

I understand, because this makes it even harder for her to deal with Zhao Chenyu.

“You’re such a little rascal!” Mom scoffed.

“So that’s why I told you to blame me~” Zhao Chenyu retorted with a laugh, his fingers tracing restless circles on his mother’s smooth shoulder.

“It’s your fault, what can you do about it…” Mom lowered her head, Zhao Chenyu’s penis still pressed against her lower abdomen, the burning heat seemed to penetrate her skin and directly scald her heart. Mom subconsciously closed her legs together, her tightly closed vulva tightened slightly, and a stream of lustful fluid squeezed out, flowing onto the already wet and mottled blue sheets, leaving an even deeper layer of ambiguous marks.

“Hoo~” Mom closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then exhaled heavily.

“Chenyu…” Mom opened her eyes, looked up, and met Zhao Chenyu’s gaze.

“Yes!” Zhao Chenyu’s eyes burned with desire.

The mother paused for several seconds before parting her red lips and saying earnestly, “Promise me, just tonight… After tonight, there will be no more entanglement. Even that kind of kiss is not allowed. I will no longer interfere in your relationship with Xuanman.”

She spoke with great solemnity, even a hint of resolve, attempting to draw a clear line between this out-of-control night. But a wave of sadness washed over me, and my mind involuntarily replayed the images of my mother in the hospital earlier—the passionate kiss with Zhao Chenyu, the oral sex she performed on him, and the uncontrollable touching of herself after they left…

Still couldn’t stop it? What exactly happened? I kept my eyes glued to the screen.

“Okay~ but you have to agree to one condition,” Zhao Chenyu said.

“Go ahead and say it,” Mom hesitated for a moment, but then agreed.

Zhao Chenyu lowered his head, his forehead gently touching his mother’s, their noses almost touching, and whispered, “Tonight, you are not Mom, not wife, you are just Liu Wanyi. Let’s make love freely and enjoy ourselves to the fullest.”

The mother listened quietly, her eyelashes trembling slightly. Finally, as if she had made up her mind, she gently nodded.

Head: “Okay… I promise you. But… you’re not allowed to put it inside.”

“Noodles.” “Mmm!”

“Smack!” The moment Mom nodded, Zhao Chenyu’s lips swiftly captured hers. The kiss was passionate yet tender, as if pouring out all his desire and love. Mom closed her eyes, completely immersed in the kiss, letting her reason be swept away by the tide of desire, letting her identity be temporarily cast aside, leaving only Liu Wanyi.

A woman with her own desires and longings, a woman ready to indulge in this night.

With a soft, wet “pop,” the four lips, still intertwined, slowly separated, leaving behind several strands of ambiguous saliva that shimmered briefly under the warm yellow light before breaking.

Zhao Chenyu rolled over and lay lazily on the messy bed. He was completely naked and relaxed, except for his thick, erect penis that remained proudly erect between his legs.

“Sister Wanyi, give me a blowjob, and I’ll lick you too,” Zhao Chenyu said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, his mother gave him a playful glare. She paused for a moment, then sighed helplessly, slowly knelt up, and straddled Zhao Chenyu’s face.

Her large, heavy breasts drooped naturally from her bent-over posture, perfectly “catching” Zhao Chenyu’s firm, flat stomach. The soft flesh and abdominal muscles squeezed and deformed, incredibly alluring. The mother subconsciously raised her hand, brushing a stray strand of her long, black hair behind her ear. And in front of her, a scorching hot pillar awaited her attention and…

Caressing.

Zhao Chenyu’s hands were not idle either. He immediately grabbed his mother’s two round, plump, white and tender buttocks, kneading them like dough, his left hand clockwise and his right hand counterclockwise, wantonly grabbing, kneading and pinching, feeling the wonderful sensation of the soft flesh deforming between his fingers.

“Mmm…” His direct caresses made his mother let out a suppressed groan, her body trembling slightly.

Zhao Chenyu’s deep laughter came from below, filled with undisguised longing: “Let me really taste Sister Wanyi’s little steamed buns… just how sweet they are…”

The mother seemed to want to refute something, but before she could speak, Zhao Chenyu’s hot lips were already pressed against her mons pubis between her legs.

“Ah!” Mom’s body jolted as if electrocuted, stiffening for a moment.

Zhao Chenyu used both hands to gently pry open the two “slices of bread,” revealing the pink inner walls and the small clitoris, like a pearl hidden in bread. He didn’t hesitate…

She extended her nimble tongue and gently teased her sensitive clitoris, then began to lick and suck her mother’s entire wet, muddy, pink vulva with abandon.

“Ah! Uh…no…there…” The intense stimulation made Mom’s legs go weak and her body became unsteady. Her hand instinctively reached out and grabbed in the air, and in her panic, she accidentally grasped the hot, throbbing penis right in front of her.

The mother’s face lacked the girlish shyness of a young girl, but a blush spread from her cheeks to her ears and neck; her movements lacked the hesitation and uncertainty of a girl, instead displaying a mature charm that openly faced desire and was willing to actively please the other person, which had a unique appeal.

The mother’s right hand steadily controlled the base of the penis, guiding the large glans towards her and her lips. Then, her trembling, moist red lips carefully extended their pink…

His tongue tip gently licked the glans. “Mmm!”

Zhao Chenyu groaned softly at the sudden stimulation, and his hands gripped and kneaded his mother’s buttocks even harder.

He stood up; the finger marks were clearly visible. “Ah~”

The mother let out a soft cry, as if she were being attacked by the pleasure below and the heat in her hand. Without hesitation, she lowered her head and her soft red lips kissed the purplish-red glans.

The mother subconsciously brushed aside her loose hair, and with her other arm she gathered her overflowing breasts together. She took a deep breath, as if making a decision, and then opened her mouth without hesitation, taking the large glans into her warm, moist mouth.

“Mmm~ Sister Wanyi’s mouth…so warm…so good at sucking…” Zhao Chenyu let out a low, pleasurable roar. The extreme pleasure made him bury his head again, working even harder to caress his mother’s overflowing love juices.

The “steamed bun cavity.” Between the two snow-white “steamed bun slices,” there was already a dense, transparent, viscous, stringy “fruit.”

The sauce made a lewd “squeaking” sound as he licked it.

The mother began to slowly swallow the enormous object, but only swallowed the thick part.

Even after only a small section of the shaft, she couldn’t help but furrow her brows, a whimper of discomfort escaping her throat—the size was simply astonishing. She could only use both hands to grip the scalding shaft tightly to assist in stroking it, but even so, Zhao Chenyu’s penis was still not fully under her control, with a large portion still erect.

I seem to have seen this scene in many women… Aunt Ouyang, Jingyan, Mu Qianning, Mu Lingze, even Xuanman… When faced with it, they all seem equally powerless yet intoxicated by it.

Does this thing really possess the magic to fascinate all women?

Just as I was lost in thought, my mother’s head began to bob up and down with effort. Although the depth was limited and the movements were quite clumsy, my mother kept her eyes tightly closed, completely absorbed, her lips tightly enveloping the glans and tip of my penis. Her hands were not entirely focused on stroking my penis; her left hand quietly reached down, gently stroking and kneading Zhao Chenyu’s taut scrotum—this action carried a strange tenderness, just like when she had stroked Zhao Chenyu’s head earlier.

“Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Hmm~” The muffled groans from Mom’s mouth as she swallowed and spitting out mingled with the sobs deep in her throat.

“Mmm! Sizzle! Sizzle mmm~” The sound of Zhao Chenyu licking the honey hole echoed his deep, uncontrollable roar of pleasure.

Zhao Chenyu’s body was dark and strong, and he lay comfortably; his mother’s body was fair and plump, and she lay peacefully.

Zhao Chenyu’s large hands sank into her buttocks, kneading and squeezing wantonly; her mother’s delicate hands encircled the shaft, slowly stroking it.

Zhao Chenyu’s legs were wide open, swinging them freely; his mother’s legs were slightly closed, trembling incessantly.

Zhao Chenyu’s head swayed from side to side as he sucked and licked the honey hole; his mother’s head bobbed up and down as she swallowed and spat out the fleshy dragon.

Two people, with vastly different identities, statuses, ages, and experiences, who should never have crossed paths, were now burying their heads in each other’s most private areas, using the most intimate and lewd methods to soothe and ravage each other.

Take it, and we’ll all sink together.

This extremely immoral and intense scene… shattered my spirit.

Because this is my mother.

“Ugh—pop!” Mom finally couldn’t hold on any longer and spat out the penis in her mouth, coughing violently a few times and gasping for breath. Most of the hot, huge rod was covered with her glistening, sticky saliva, which was flowing down in strands, making it look extremely lewd.

“Sizzle—Mmm!” Almost simultaneously, Zhao Chenyu let out a final, satisfied sigh. His open crotch was covered with a wet patch of his saliva mixed with his mother’s ever-flowing love fluid, reflecting an ambiguous sheen under the light.

Mom’s water… there’s so much of it.