mother and son rape

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I stood in front of the large mirror in the changing room, carefully admiring my naked body.

In my early thirties, at 165 centimeters tall, my skin was so smooth, my breasts of a perfect size, with upturned nipples and areolas, a slender waist, a flat stomach, and below that, a triangular patch of thick pubic hair.

Slowly, I couldn't help but reach down and touch that mysterious place. I gently slumped to the floor, leaning against the wall, spreading my legs and gradually increasing the speed of my fingers. The pleasure intensified, my gaze fixed on one spot in the mirror. I loved watching myself masturbate wantonly in the mirror.

"Darling, I want more..." My fingers, exploring beneath the pubic hair, were coated with a sticky fluid.

Using my other hand to part my labia, and the other to pinch my exposed clitoris, I immediately felt an electric shock.

"Ah...so good..." I flicked my clitoris with my index finger, and my body twitched with each flick.

"Darling...faster..." I moaned softly.

I was quite surprised by the changes in myself. But for someone like me whose husband is often away from home, the satisfaction I can get is limited. So, in my thirst for pleasure, I can only release it through masturbation. Seeing my lewd appearance in the mirror, I know I'm about to climax.

I raise my knees, insert two fingers into my vulva, and then squeeze my legs together. I squeeze out nectar from between my labia and fingers.

"Oh... ah..." Waves of pleasure travel to every corner of my body. I twist my fingers forcefully inside my vulva.

"Ah... darling... I'm going to cum... ah... so good... I'm cumming!..." At this moment, my whole body trembles, and I almost collapse to the ground.

I have reached climax. Little did I know that outside the changing room, a boy was watching me masturbate the whole time, watching my lewd appearance as he pulled out his penis.

"Oh... Mom... I'm going to cum too..."

This is my son.

The next morning, I was busy preparing breakfast for my son because he was going to school soon.

At this moment, my son came to the kitchen and sat down at the table.

"Wait a moment, breakfast will be ready soon," I said.

My son kept staring at my back. I was wearing a low-cut, see-through white nightgown.

Perhaps I'd gotten up in such a rush that I wasn't wearing a bra, and my son kept looking down, only to see that the nightgown was so short it couldn't even cover the tiny white thong.

My son got up and slowly walked behind me.

He finally couldn't resist and hugged me from behind.

I was startled. "What are you doing?"

My son said, "Mom, I'm here to comfort you..."

"What are you saying..." I twisted my body, but couldn't break free from my son's embrace.

"I saw everything that happened last night. I know you're lonely, and I've been spying on you for a long time..."

"No...this is...incest," I gasped as I answered.

My son's hand was touching my breast through the thin nightgown, while his other hand was moving restlessly downwards. My legs were tightly clamped together, my last line of defense. My remaining rationality made me understand the boundaries of morality.

"You can't do this..." I tried desperately to escape this embarrassing situation. Suddenly, I turned around, and we were face to face. My lips were pressed tightly against my son's, his tongue slowly sliding into my mouth. Involuntarily, I extended my tongue to intertwine with his, my mind blank. How long had it been since I had enjoyed such a tender kiss? My son slowly kissed my ear, then quickly moved to my neck.

Finally, he slid to my breasts. He used his tongue to circle around my nipples, occasionally gently biting them with his teeth. After licking the right one, he immediately moved to the left. Even through my pajamas, that thin layer couldn't block the pleasure in my heart. I could feel my vagina slowly flowing with nectar, and I could only clench my fists tighter. But heavy breathing was already involuntarily escaping my throat. My legs were about to give way.

My son kept saying obscene things, "Such pretty pajamas...and you're not wearing a bra...such perky breasts...and you're wearing a sexy thong...don't you want my cock...I really want to fuck your pussy." And he didn't stop.

At this moment, I was going from resistance to being completely immersed in pleasure, enjoying a pleasure I had never experienced before. So my son's words only became more provocative to me, especially since he had already caught me last night. What could I say...I really needed it.

My son's hand had already slipped under my lower abdomen and was heading towards my most private place. The burning desire in my heart had been aroused, and I knew I would lose control. Before I lost my senses, I twisted my body and softly asked, "Hmm...hmm...oh...what about your father...?"

My son got up and hugged me tightly, kissing my lips, but still whispering, "He's not here this week, and he can't satisfy you...if Dad finds out...we'll play together...you're our flesh, we're father and son."

I hugged my son tightly and kissed him fiercely. I desperately wanted to release it all at once. My son bent down, kneeling between my legs, rubbing his hands together vigorously against my pubic hair, breathing heavily through my thong. If it were underwear, it wouldn't serve its purpose at this moment, especially since it was an incredibly thin and tiny thong. The pubic hair peeking out from under my underwear on my inner thighs teased him with every movement of my body. The strap of the thong, nestled between my buttocks, sank deeper and deeper, eventually digging into my labia.

Then my son pulled the strap even harder, sliding it up and down, the strap rubbing against my labia and constantly impacting my clitoris. His tongue licked my vulva, and the trembling sensations and double pleasure drove me to the brink of madness.

I finally couldn't stand anymore. Gasping for breath, I said, "Let's...go to the...room...okay...? And...your...school...is there...?"

My son picked me up, but his other hand on my thigh continued to rub my labia restlessly. My labia were already overflowing with desire, but my son still wouldn't let me go.

As we walked, he said, "Later, you call in sick for me, I want to make love to you all day..."

My heart and vagina were unbearably itchy; I just wanted my son's penis to thrust into me hard, forcefully. But I still answered, "Okay, I'll call in sick for you, I want you to fuck me properly."

"Fuck you...you've already said that...look at your lewd face," my son suddenly rubbed my clitoris hard.

"Ouch...you're so mean...you saw how much more wanton I was last night anyway," I wrapped my arms even tighter around my son's neck.

When we got to the room, my son gently placed me on the bed. By this time, after the initial teasing, my pajamas were nowhere to be seen, and we were both down to our underwear.

"Come on! Help me ask for leave," I said, taking the phone from my son.

"Teacher... this is [son's name]'s mother. I'm sorry, Xiaozhi suddenly developed a high fever last night, so I'd like to ask for leave. How many days...? It should be a week... sigh..." I suddenly exclaimed. My son had suddenly started licking my clitoris vigorously through my underwear. It felt so good, but I couldn't make a sound, so I closed my eyes and enjoyed it.

"Mrs. Xu, are you alright..."

I suddenly snapped out of my reverie. I wanted to stop my son's actions, but everything was so pleasurable; I just wanted to hang up the phone quickly and have a good time with him.

"Then... teacher... is... alright..." I let my son's head bury itself between my thighs, and his tongue suddenly began to thrust in like a penis.

"I'm fine, but Mrs. Xu, are you alright?"

"Um...I...am...okay, then...thank you..." I quickly hung up the phone.

As soon as I hung up, I finally let out a loud moan.

"Um...you...are...so...annoying...me...on...the...phone...making...me...feel...so...good...oh...harder...deeper...it feels so good...oh...lick...harder...I...am...dying...it..."

"You...are so good...oh...I...want...to...want...

what do you want..." my son asked excitedly.

"I want to have sex with you...give me your penis."

I felt my son's penis getting bigger and bigger. Finally, we both took off our underwear, and I saw my son's penis was hard. Without hesitation, I licked his penis, and I heard my son's moans of pleasure.

"Mom...you're so amazing...oh...um...stop sucking...I want to fuck you..." My son flipped over, pinning me to the ground.

I felt a deep longing for a penis deep within my womb. Honey-like fluid flowed from my vulva, moistening my pubic hair. But my son's penis didn't penetrate. It kept thrusting against my labia and clitoris, and he even used his penis like a finger, rubbing it up and down against my labia. The fluid kept flowing.

"Please… hurry up and let your penis in…"

My son grabbed my buttocks tightly, his erect penis slowly forcing open my tight labia, finally penetrating my vagina along with the fluid. Suddenly, my son forcefully pulled my buttocks towards him, and his penis plunged in all the way. I cried out in pleasure.

"Move faster… I can't hold back… it feels so good… hurry up and fuck me!"

My son vigorously rubbed my breasts, but his penis didn't slow down at all, the intense friction between his penis and vagina making my body arch in pleasure.

"Hit me… kiss me… rub me… bite me… fuck me!" I kept shouting.

My buttocks responded to my son's movements. My son gently patted my buttocks, making me feel an intense, tingling itch.

"Does it feel good..." Suddenly, my son's movements slowed. I was already in a state of ecstasy, my mind blank, and I was panting heavily.

"Mmm... move faster... I want... fuck me... hurry up..."

"Oh! Call me dear brother... say fuck this slutty me..."

"Okay... as long as you fuck me... bad brother... bad son... don't stop... hurry up and insert it into my pussy..." I tightly hooked my raised legs around my son's waist.

"Oh... so good... ah... it's so itchy inside... oh... how does it feel so good... harder..."

Hearing my moans of pleasure, my son thrust even harder.

The rhythm, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, gave me an unprecedented pleasure.

"Oh... dear brother... dear son... I'm about to pee..." I shouted loudly.

At this moment, my vagina and inside my body were filled with trembling pleasure.

Seeing my expression, my son also felt his penis being sucked by my vagina.

Suddenly, my son grabbed my arms, lifted my body slightly, and thrust harder, penetrating me a hundred times in a row. It felt like I was going to die from the intense pleasure and numbness.

"Oh...Mom...I'm about to cum..."

I shook my hips frantically, trying to intensify the friction.

"Mom's going to cum too...Oh...Faster...Oh...It feels so good!"

"Oh...I came..." My son held me tightly.

I could clearly feel his semen shooting into my uterus like a jet of water; the burning sensation brought me to orgasm too.

"Son...Mom's going to cum too..."

My lower body trembled uncontrollably, my semen mixing with my son's as it flowed out.

His penis remained inside me, though not as engorged. We slept in each other's arms, our bodies tightly intertwined, neither wanting to leave the other.

An hour later, I suddenly felt something swelling in her vagina, and my juices began to flow again. I opened my eyes and saw my son staring at me lewdly.

“Mom, I want it again…can I…”

“Can I say no…your little brother is…restless…okay…move quickly…” I had already unconsciously started moving my hips.

“Ah…ah…ah…woo…son…you’re making me feel so good…oh…yes…

oh…when did your fingers…go in…my butt…ah…”

“Where did they go in?…hmm…you little slut…I want to hear you say it…hmm…hehehe…”

“Ah…my dear son…with his cock…insert…ah…ah…insert into my little…oh…ah…insert into my little beautiful hole…fingers…ah…my butt…it’s so good…good husband…good husband…yes…right there…yes…ah…ah…ah…”

I said lewd words according to my son’s request to enhance his excitement! My son then inserted his fingers into my vagina. I could feel his penis and fingers pressed together in the same spot, and he kept touching my clitoris with his fingertips, rubbing it again and again, making me feel like I was dying of pleasure, moaning repeatedly.

"Ah...ah...good man...yes...don't stop...oh...you're making me feel so good...ah...ah...yes...ah..."

Just as I was about to reach my climax, he suddenly stopped all his movements, and I felt like I had fallen from the clouds back to the ground, lying on the bed like a fish out of water, panting heavily. At this time, he lay on top of me, continuing to slowly suckle my breasts, and after I caught my breath, I had my son lie down, and then I took his penis into my mouth, slowly sucking and licking it, and playing with his testicles with my hands, making him feel so uncomfortable!

"Oh... naughty mommy... your mouth is so amazing... ah... ahh... so good... so wonderful... mom... ah... ah..." My son, overwhelmed with excitement, couldn't help but moan, releasing his pent-up pleasure.

Hearing his cries of pleasure, I teased him even more vigorously, making him almost ejaculate! At this point, I would stop, letting him rest for a moment, before continuing to lick and tease him.

After playing for a while, I released his penis, then turned my body around, aligning my vagina with his long-erect penis, slowly swallowing it inch by inch, deliberately letting my son see it slowly entering my body. The visual and tactile sensations were incredibly pleasurable!

"Ah...ah...Mom...your pussy is so beautiful...it feels so good on my cock...ah...ah..."

After I inserted my penis, I started slowly stroking it up and down. When I pulled up, I deliberately contracted the muscles on the inside of my legs, making the opening of my vagina smaller, giving it a sucking sensation comparable to oral sex. When I sat down, I relaxed my leg muscles, allowing my penis to quickly penetrate me, hitting my cervix and giving me an even stronger pleasure. With

such skill, it's no wonder my son was talking nonsense with such pleasure! I stroked it up and down for about ten minutes, and we were both covered in sweat. Then I heard my son's breathing become heavy, and he actively thrust his lower body upwards, so I increased the speed of my stroking. Sure enough, not long after, my son ejaculated thick, hot semen inside me.

And so, we went through another round of intense pleasure.

My husband was completely oblivious, especially since he was often away from home. My son and I were having unrestrained sex, a daily drama of mother-son incest, and we had both become addicted to it.

I stood in front of the large mirror in the dressing room, admiring my naked body.

In my early thirties, at 165 centimeters tall, my skin was so smooth, my breasts were of a perfect size, with upturned nipples and areolas, a slender waist, a flat stomach, and below that, a triangular patch of thick pubic hair.

Slowly, I couldn't help but touch that mysterious place with my hand. Gently, I sat down on the floor, leaning against the wall, spreading my legs and gradually increasing the speed of my fingers. The pleasure gradually increased, and my gaze remained focused on one spot in the mirror. I liked watching myself masturbate wantonly in the mirror.

"Darling, I want more..." My fingers, exploring under the pubic hair, were covered in sticky fluid.

With my other hand, I parted my labia and pinched the exposed clitoris, immediately feeling an electric shock.

"Ah...so good..." I flicked my clitoris with my index finger, and my body twitched with each flick.

"Darling...faster..." I moaned softly.

I was quite surprised by my own changes. But for someone like me whose husband was often away from home, the satisfaction I could get was limited. So, in my thirst for pleasure, I could only release it through masturbation. Seeing my wanton appearance in the mirror, I knew I was about to reach orgasm.

I raised my knees, inserted two fingers into my vulva, and then squeezed my legs together. I squeezed out nectar from between my labia and my fingers.

"Oh...ah..." Waves of pleasure traveled to every corner of my body. I twisted my fingers forcefully inside my vulva.

"Ah...darling...I'm going to cum...ah...so good...I'm cumming!..." At this moment, my whole body trembled, and I almost collapsed to the ground.

I had reached orgasm. Little did I know that outside the changing room, a boy was watching me masturbate the whole time, watching my wanton appearance as he pulled out his penis.

“Oh… Mom… I’m going to cum too…”

That was my son.

The next morning, I was busy making breakfast for my son because he was going to school soon.

At this moment, my son went to the kitchen and sat down at the table.

“Wait a minute, breakfast will be ready soon,” I said. My

son kept looking at my back. I was wearing a low-cut white see-through nightgown.

Perhaps I got up in a hurry, because I wasn’t wearing a bra. My son kept looking down, and all he could see was that the nightgown was so short that it couldn’t even cover the tiny white thong.

My son got up and slowly walked behind me.

He finally couldn’t help but hug me from behind.

I was startled. “What are you doing?”

My son said, “Mom, I’m here to comfort you…”

“What are you saying…” I twisted my body, but I couldn’t get rid of my son’s embrace.

“I saw everything that happened last night. I know you’re lonely, and I’ve been spying on you for a long time…”

“No… This is… incest,” I gasped as I answered.

My son's hand was touching my breast through my thin nightgown, while his other hand moved restlessly downwards. My legs were tightly clamped together, my last line of defense. My remaining rationality made me aware of the boundaries of morality.

"You can't do this..." I tried desperately to escape this embarrassing situation. Suddenly, I turned around, and we were face to face. My lips were pressed tightly against my son's, and his tongue slowly slid into my mouth. Involuntarily, I extended my tongue and intertwined it with his, my mind blank. How long had it been since I had enjoyed such a gentle kiss? My son slowly kissed my ear, then quickly moved to my neck.

Finally, he slid to my breast. He used his tongue to circle around my nipple, occasionally gently biting it with his teeth. After licking the right nipple, he immediately moved to the left. Even through the nightgown, that thin layer couldn't stop the pleasure in my heart. I could feel my vagina slowly flowing with honey-like fluid, and I could only clench my legs even tighter. But heavy breathing was already escaping my throat. My legs were about to give way.

My son kept saying obscene things, "Such pretty pajamas...and you're not wearing a bra...such perky breasts...and you're wearing a sexy thong...don't you want my cock...I really want to fuck your pussy." And he didn't stop.

At this moment, I was going from resistance to an irresistible pleasure, enjoying a sensual experience I had never had before. So my son's words only became more provocative, especially since he had already caught me last night. What could I say...I really needed it.

My son's hand had already slipped under my lower abdomen and was heading towards my most intimate place. The burning desire within me had been ignited, and I knew I was about to lose control. Before I lost my senses, I twisted my body and softly asked, "Hmm...hmm...oh...what about your father...?"

My son suddenly stood up and hugged me tightly, kissing my lips repeatedly, but still whispering, "He's not here this week, and besides, he can't satisfy you...if Dad finds out...we'll play together...you're our flesh, our father and son."

I hugged my son tightly and kissed him fiercely. I wanted to release everything at once. My son lowered himself, kneeling between my legs, rubbing his pubic hair vigorously, and breathing on it through my thong. If it were underwear, it wouldn't serve its purpose at this moment, let alone a thong that was as thin as it could possibly be, as small as it could possibly be. The pubic hair peeking out from under my underwear on my inner thighs was constantly teasing my son as my body swayed. The strap of the thong, which was stuck between my buttocks, kept sinking deeper and deeper, eventually sinking into my labia.

At this moment, my son pulled harder on the strap between my buttocks, sliding it up and down repeatedly. The strap rubbed against my labia and constantly impacted my clitoris, while my son's tongue licked my vulva. The trembling and double pleasure made me lose my mind.

I finally couldn't stand anymore, and I gasped, "Let's... go to the... room... okay...? And... your... school...?"

My son picked me up, but his hand on my thigh was still restlessly rubbing my labia. By this time, my labia were already overflowing with vaginal discharge, but my son still wouldn't let me go.

As we walked, he said, "Later, you call and ask for leave for me. I want to make love to you all day..."

My heart and my vagina were unbearably itchy, and all I wanted was for my son's penis to thrust into me hard and forcefully. But I still answered, "Okay, I'll ask for leave for you. I want you to fuck me properly."

"Fuck you...you've already said that...look at your lewd appearance." My son suddenly rubbed my clitoris hard.

"Ouch...you're so annoying...you saw how slutty I was last night anyway." I wrapped my arms tighter around my son's neck.

When we got to the room, my son gently put me on the bed. By this time, after the teasing, my pajamas were nowhere to be seen, and we were both only wearing underwear.

"Come on! Ask for leave for me." I took the phone from my son's hand.

"Teacher...this is my mother. I'm sorry, Xiaozhi suddenly had a high fever last night, so I want to ask for leave. How many days...? It should be a week...sigh..." I suddenly cried out. It turned out that my son had suddenly licked my clitoris hard through my underwear. It felt so good, but I couldn't make a sound, so I closed my eyes and enjoyed it.

"Is Mrs. Xu alright..."

I suddenly woke up from my comfortable state. I wanted to stop my son's actions, but everything was so comfortable that I just wanted to hang up the phone quickly and have a big fight with my son.

"Then...teacher...is...it...okay...?" I buried my son's head deep between my thighs, and his tongue suddenly started thrusting in like a penis.

"It's fine, but Mrs. Xu, are you alright?"

"Um...I...am...okay, then...thank...you..." I quickly hung up the phone.

As soon as I hung up, I finally groaned loudly.

"Um...you...hate...me...talking...on the phone...making...me...feel...so...good...oh...harder...deeper...so...good...oh...lick...harder...I...am...dying..."

"You...are...so good...oh...I...want...to...want...

what do you want..." my son asked excitedly.

"I want to make love to you...give me your cock."

I felt my son's cock getting bigger and bigger. Finally, we took off our underwear. I saw that his penis was hard and erect. I didn't hesitate to lick his penis. I heard my son moaning with pleasure.

"Mom...you're so good...oh...um...stop sucking...I want to fuck you..." My son rolled over and flipped me over.

I felt a deep desire for a penis in my uterus. Honey-like fluid flowed from my vulva and onto my pubic hair, making it wet. But my son's penis didn't penetrate. It kept hitting my labia and clitoris. He even used his penis as a finger to rub up and down my labia. I saw the fluid flowing down.

"Please...hurry up and let your penis in..."

My son hugged my buttocks tightly. His erect penis slowly pushed open my tight labia and, along with the honey-like fluid, finally entered my vagina. Suddenly, my son forcefully pulled my buttocks towards him, and his penis plunged deep inside me. I cried out in pleasure.

"Move faster... I can't hold back... It feels so good... Hurry up and fuck me!"

My son vigorously rubbed my breasts, but his penis didn't slow down at all, the intense friction between his penis and my vagina made my body arch up in pleasure.

"Hit me... Kiss me... Rub me... Bite me... Fuck me!" I kept shouting.

My buttocks responded to my son's movements. My son gently patted my buttocks, making me feel even more itchy and numb.

"Does it feel good..." Suddenly, my son's movements slowed down. I was so excited that my mind went blank, and I was panting heavily.

"Mmm... Move faster... I want... Fuck me... Hurry up..."

"Oh! Call me dear brother... Say fuck this slutty me..."

"Okay... As long as you fuck me... Bad brother... Bad son... Don't stop... Hurry up and fuck my pussy..." I hooked my raised legs tightly around my son's waist.

"Oh...so good...ah...it's so itchy inside...oh...it feels so good...harder..."

Hearing my moans of pleasure, my son thrust even harder.

The rhythm, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, gave me an unprecedented pleasure.

"Oh...dear brother...dear son...I'm about to pee..." I shouted.

At this moment, my vagina and inside my body were filled with that trembling pleasure.

Seeing my expression, my son also felt his penis being sucked by my vagina as it opened and closed.

Suddenly, my son grabbed my arms, lifted my body slightly with force, and thrust even harder, penetrating me a hundred times in a row, making me feel both pleasure and numbness, and almost dying.

"Oh...Mom...I'm about to cum..."

I shook my buttocks desperately, making the friction even stronger.

"Mom's going to cum too...oh...faster...oh...it feels so good."

"Oh...I came..." My son hugged me tightly.

I could clearly feel the semen shooting into my uterus like a jet of water, and the burning sensation brought me to orgasm as well.

"Son... Mom's going to cum too..."

My lower body trembled uncontrollably, my semen mixing with my son's as it flowed out.

His penis was still inside me, though not as engorged. We slept in each other's arms, our bodies tightly intertwined, neither wanting to separate.

An hour later, I suddenly felt something swelling in her vagina, and my juices began to flow again. I opened my eyes and saw my son staring at me lustfully.

"Mom, I want it again... Is that okay..."

"Can I say no...? Your little brother is... restless... okay...? Move..." I unconsciously began to move my hips.

“Ah…ah…ah…woo…son…you’re making me feel so good…oh…yes…

oh…when…your fingers…went…into…my butt…ah…”

“Where did you put it in?…Hmm…you little slut…I want to hear you say it…hmm…hehehe…”

“Ah…my dear son…with his cock…insert…ah…ah…into my little…oh…ah…into my little beautiful hole…fingers…ah…my butt…so good…good husband…good husband…yes…right there…yes…ah…ah…ah…”

I said lewd words according to my son’s request to enhance his excitement! At this time, my son inserted his fingers into my hole. I could feel his cock and fingers squeezed together in the same hole, and he kept touching the protruding clitoris in my hole with his fingertips, rubbing it again and again, making me feel like I was dying of pleasure, moaning and screaming.

"Ah...ah...good man...yes...don't stop...oh...you're making me feel so good...ah...ah...yes...ah..."

Just as I was about to reach my climax, he suddenly stopped all his movements, and I felt like I had fallen from the clouds back to the ground. I lay on the bed like a fish out of water, panting heavily. At this moment, he was on top of me, continuing to slowly suckle my breasts. After I caught my breath, I had my son lie down, and then I took his penis into my mouth, slowly sucking and licking it, and playing with his testicles with my hands, making him feel so uncomfortable!

"Oh...bad mom...your mouth is so amazing...ah...ah ah...so good...so great...mom...ah...ah..." My son couldn't help but moan in his excitement, releasing his pent-up pleasure.

Hearing his moans of pleasure, I teased him even more vigorously, making him almost ejaculate! At this point, I would stop and let him rest for a while, and then continue licking.

After playing for a while, I released his penis, then turned my body around, aligning my vagina with his long-erect penis, and slowly swallowed it inch by inch. I even deliberately let my son see the penis slowly entering my body; the visual and tactile sensations were incredibly pleasurable!

"Ah...ah...Mom...your vagina is so beautiful...it feels so good on my penis...ah...ah..."

After I inserted his penis, I began to slowly move it up and down, and when I pulled upwards, I deliberately contracted the muscles on the inside of my legs, making the vaginal opening contract smaller, giving the vagina a sucking sensation comparable to oral sex. When I sat down, I relaxed my leg muscles, allowing the penis to quickly penetrate my body, reaching my cervix, giving myself an even stronger pleasure.

With such skillful technique, it's no wonder my son was talking nonsense with such pleasure! I worked up and down for about ten minutes, and we were both covered in sweat. Then I heard my son's breathing become heavy, and he actively thrust his lower body upwards, so I increased the speed of my movements. Sure enough, not long after, my son ejaculated thick, hot semen inside me.

And so, we went at it again.

My husband was completely oblivious, especially since he was often away from home, and my son and I made love without restraint, enacting a mother-son incestuous drama every day. We both even grew to love making love to each other.

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