[The fairy mother serves her beloved son]

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After ten months of pregnancy, Xuehui gave birth to a healthy, chubby son. I gazed at the radiant woman before me, who appeared to be only twenty years old. Her skin was like ice and snow, her eyebrows delicately arched, her eyes sparkling, her figure perfectly proportioned—truly a stunningly beautiful woman, ethereal and otherworldly. (Read exciting original novels for free at Macau University!)

As the sun rose, my mother's flawless body shone with an otherworldly radiance. Her alluring figure, now unclothed, shimmered in the setting sun.

Her slender waist swayed slightly, her buttocks gently twisted. Every gesture exuded charm, and her mysterious garden was subtly revealed. Every movement and posture embodied the most exquisite beauty in the world, completely captivating my gaze and spirit, filling me with an indescribable

, blissful feeling. At this moment, my mother's body could arouse any man's most primal desires, yet without the slightest hint of vulgarity or obscenity, leaving one utterly mesmerized and mesmerized by her beauty. My heart trembled violently, my mind went blank. Facing her perfectly naked body, I held my breath, staring blankly at the flawless, sculpted, and exquisitely beautiful woman's naked form. Her naked body was graceful and captivating, a masterpiece of nature!

Her flowing hair was as soft and lustrous as the finest black satin; her oval face was sharply defined; her starry eyes and crimson lips complemented her fair, lotus-root-like skin; her figure was like a majestic mountain peak, truly deserving of the praise that she was neither too plump nor too thin.

Her face, so pure and ethereal yet alluringly beautiful, her neck so graceful and supple, so lustrous and smooth, her rounded shoulders revealing high, white breasts, soft and fragrant with the scent of warm oil—most striking of all, amidst her indescribable allure, she possessed a breathtaking nobility, like a ghostly maiden, her presence seemingly otherworldly, a mysterious and enchanting allure that amplified her captivating charm, making one willingly succumb, lost in her beauty, unable to extricate oneself.

Through the soft sunlight streaming through the window, I could clearly see her delicate and graceful form, reclining on the bed, exuding captivating charm. Her long, straight black hair cascaded over her bare shoulders, spreading across the white pillow. Her mesmerizing eyes gazed at me, her delicate, pink lips slightly parted, as if eagerly awaiting and beckoning me to savor her.

Beneath her long, slender, and soft jade neck, as smooth as velvet, were rounded and smooth fragrant shoulders. Her delicate breasts, like solidified cream, stood proudly before her. Her slender waist was so small that it could be encircled by a single hand. In the center of her charmingly taut abdomen was a shallow dimple that evoked allure. Her plump and rounded buttocks were deeply embedded in the soft silk quilt as she leaned back slightly. Her snow-white and slender jade legs were crossed and closed, but the beauty would inadvertently move them open and close slightly, vaguely revealing a hint of spring in the depths of a young girl's secluded garden.

She tilted her head back, her breath sweet as orchids, and gently kissed my cheek with her soft, fragrant lips, whispering, "My precious son, you must listen to your mother."

She gently pulled me into her arms, and I felt my chest rubbing against her firm, snowy breasts; feeling their softness and fullness, my hands moved directly to her smooth, delicate belly. A feeling of happiness welled up in my heart, and I couldn't help but stroke her soft, smooth belly with my small hands.

My mother chuckled softly, "You little rascal, so dishonest at such a young age."

Her clear, beautiful eyes, with their captivating smile, were like a hundred flowers blooming, dazzling and radiant! The ever-changing charm on her pretty face, bathed in sunlight, was even more alluring and enchanting, captivating and melodious. At that moment, her jade-like face seemed to be embedded in a magnificent starry sky, serene and tranquil, her beautiful eyes radiating deep affection as she lovingly examined me.

Ten years have passed. I've grown much taller and more robust than my peers, reaching my 1.7-meter-tall, beautiful mother's shoulder. With each passing year, gazing at my mother's radiant face, I often feel an unbearable heat, and my penis frequently becomes erect. Having been pampered and well-cared for, Xuehui's body now exudes the allure of a mature woman, coupled with her still youthful and radiant beauty, inspiring endless fantasies.

Under the moonlight, the shimmering lake is shrouded in mist, peach blossoms drifting onto its surface, creating a scene like a fairyland. Cleanliness is a woman's nature, and my beautiful mother is no exception. Every evening, she would come to the lake to wash herself. Perhaps sensing my feelings for her, she never bathed during the day, and never let me near her when she did bathe at night. I could only secretly watch her from the bushes.

The woman in the lake was graceful and charming, her beauty captivating and alluring. Her hair flowed freely over her shoulders, revealing bare, jade-like white feet that danced slenderly. Her skin was incredibly fair, like a piece of warm, smooth jade, without a single flaw, or like clear spring water, pure and untouched by worldly dust.

She possessed a breathtaking beauty; every gesture, every step, every glance, every turn of her head was exquisitely beautiful, every detail captivating the soul. Yet, her ethereal气质 (qi zhi, a kind of refined elegance) suggested that this woman belonged only in the heavens, rarely seen in the mortal realm. If she were to descend to earth, she would be nothing but an illusion; ordinary mortals would dare not cross that line.

Her arms were as white as feathers, slender and graceful. With her white jade wrists and delicate hands, every movement in the lake was filled with a melodious rhythm. Her waist was unbelievably slender, easily grasped, and seemingly boneless; every movement exuded unparalleled charm. Her long, perfectly proportioned legs, raised high, drew graceful and captivating arcs with each dance.

She had phoenix eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, a delicate nose, and cherry-like lips; her noble beauty was subtly alluring, her captivating grace tinged with a hint of bewitching allure. The waterfall, cascading down from its height, resembled a thousand galloping horses. The complex volume of water, due to the towering cliffs, caused the water to spray several meters high from the base, the spray colliding and crashing against each other.

Gazing at my mother's flawless, snow-white, exquisitely sculpted naked body, pampered and well-nourished, her body was incredibly mature and voluptuous. Looking at her large, white breasts, her round, firm buttocks, and the glimpses of her pubic hair between her legs, I seemed to see that alluring little red bean beckoning to me. At that moment, my penis was unusually hard, and I felt an unbearable heat.

The next day, I found a red fruit on a cliff by the lake and couldn't resist eating it. Little did I know that the fruit contained a potent aphrodisiac. My stunningly beautiful mother was frantic, unable to expel the aphrodisiac from her son's body; in fact, it only caused the aphrodisiac to spread even faster.

Mom gazed at her son's enormous penis, which was now salutating her. Although my penis was much larger than average, especially after being poisoned with aphrodisiacs, the glans was as large as an egg, revealing most of its red tip. Xuehui felt an overwhelming sense of shame at the thought that she was facing her own son. Yet, a sensation arose within her, causing waves of palpitations. Xuehui blushed repeatedly, her mind in turmoil. At that moment, she was truly overwhelmed with passion and desire.

Xuehui knew in her heart that she and her son would inevitably have sex, and she had to save him. Mom had no choice but to undress. Looking at her mother's flawless, jade-like body, her beautiful curves seemed like the very essence of nature, utterly captivating.

I felt a slight dizziness, my blood boiling. The body before me, with its ethereal and pristine beauty, was undeniably breathtaking. But what truly captivated me was its perfectly proportioned figure, highlighting its snow-white, jade-like breasts, smooth, rounded shoulders, and delicate, blushing neck—a beauty so natural it seemed almost divine.

A faint blush lingered beneath its jade-like skin, not only on my mother's delicate body but also on her beautiful, shy face. Gone was her usual serene and otherworldly grace; instead, she possessed a captivating, soul-stirring allure.

In an instant, I felt a surge of heat coursing through my body, gazing unblinkingly at my mother. My eyes were drawn to her refined yet alluring face, her beautiful, supple, and lustrous neck, and her high, white breasts, fragrant with the warmth of her skin.

And then there was that smooth, translucent navel, those long, graceful legs, that mysterious valley hidden beneath the lush grass, that peach blossom stream faintly visible as the beautiful woman's legs unconsciously opened and closed… all of it was imprinted on my eyes. With each breathtaking sight, my heart skipped a beat, and the tenderness in my heart grew thicker and thicker, until, in an instant, a lingering, passionate feeling filled my entire being.

Seeing me staring at her like that, my mother felt increasingly ashamed and embarrassed. The thought of her son's complete succumbing to her body filled her with a mixture of pleasure and shame; how could she have such feelings for her son?

My mother lowered her head and whispered, "My dear, how can I face anyone after this? Don't blame me, I did this to save you."

Looking at my mother's beautiful, sorrowful face, I trembled involuntarily. I quickly came to my senses and hurriedly said, "I know, Mother is the best. You did all this for me. I will definitely listen to you from now on."

My beautiful and noble mother's cheeks were flushed, and her entire neck was burning red. Her shy, starry eyes were slightly closed as she softly said, "Oh... my dear! Don't just... just look... look at me like that..." Her voice trailed off, becoming barely audible...

My eyes were fixed on my mother's naked, ethereal body, my blood was boiling, and my desire was burning fiercely. My heartstrings were trembling, and I couldn't control myself. I quickly forced myself to calm down, took a few deep breaths, and gently placed my hands on my mother's slender waist, my eyes fixed on her shyly closed, starry eyes.

The mother, a woman of unparalleled beauty, exhaled a soft breath, closing her eyes in embarrassment, not daring to look at me inappropriately. She could only sense that my fingers, which had been resting on her waist, were becoming restless, beginning to wander, circling and lingering, before gradually climbing up her tender, full breasts. The most primal desires within her body reacted, a tingling sensation washing over her.

She let out a soft, involuntary moan, her brow trembling, her heart filled with panic, shame, and tension. Still, she dared not open her eyes, her mind only thinking, "He... he finally answered me, but now he's so annoying? Ugh, so awful? Ah!"

A wave of tingling pleasure overwhelmed her thoughts, making her even more powerless to resist my advances. But the thought that Fang was her own son intensified this feeling, and Xuehui couldn't help but ask herself, "Am I just naturally promiscuous?"

Little did she know that since ten years ago, her beautiful body had become extremely sensitive, and the intense impact of incest with her own son only made her pleasure come earlier and more intensely.

The shame on her mother's face further accentuated her fair and translucent skin, which was covered in a delicate pink blush, intoxicating and dazzlingly beautiful.

Seemingly stimulated by my unrestrained gaze or my all-encompassing caresses, the two delicate buds on my mother's full, smooth breasts trembled shyly with her rapid heartbeat. And in the secret valley between her occasionally unconsciously opening and closing legs, a few clear dewdrops seeped out, gradually filling and watering the budding flowers in that mysterious and alluring garden, making them even more fragrant and glistening.

I cupped my mother's radiant face, leaned forward, and gently kissed her fragrant cherry lips. My mother's lips remained closed, her teeth clenched tightly. I went further, sucking and swirling my lips around her soft, delicious lips, and softly called out, "Mother."

As my mother's cherry lips parted, I took the opportunity to suckle and entwine my mother's tender and delicious little clove. Our lips and tongues intertwined and lingered endlessly, and the endless affection quickly spread and surged into our two intimately touching and embracing bodies, gradually accumulating in the deepest part of our hearts...

"Mmm..." With her own son holding her sacred little clove in his mouth, Xuehui was horrified to find that her entire body of jade-like skin, despite her rational resistance, was reacting with a blush-inducing and shameful reaction under her son's teasing and caresses.

"No...don't...um...uh..."

At some point, Xuehui was horrified to discover that her soft, bright red lips were emitting shy moans. Xuehui's beautiful, ethereal face flushed crimson, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. She saw her mother's slender, graceful, and boneless body writhing and struggling helplessly beneath her... The kisses were passionate and intertwined, their breaths mingling and filling the space between them.

Her mother's body was already limp and powerless. She could only lean against me, panting softly. My hands ceaselessly combed through her silky, flowing hair, tracing the back of her glistening ears, across her velvety neck, caressing her delicate shoulders, and gradually moving inwards and downwards until they reached her slender arms, which were crossed over her breasts. I gently brushed against those arms, slowly pushing them apart to reveal her beautiful, pure breasts once more.

Unable to resist, I reached out and touched her tender breasts. As my fingers gently teased her breasts, I felt their smooth, soft texture and firm, bouncy peaks, an indescribable, wonderful sensation coursing through my body.

My mother, already extremely shy, was incredibly sensitive; even this slight touch was a great stimulation. She couldn't help but let out a soft, lingering moan, a low, tender sound that faded away. As if hearing a divine message, I was greatly encouraged and nodded with satisfaction. I continued to gently rub and tease her two snow-white nipples with my fingers, while my palms lightly caressed her firm breasts.

Just then, her shy and confused heart suddenly felt a hard object pressing against her lower abdomen. "...Ugh...Mmm...Ugh..." Xuehui's fairy-like, delicate, and naked snow-white body became increasingly weak and powerless under the weight of his body, and she could only moan shyly.

As my hands moved, my mother began to feel aroused. Her graceful body swayed gently with passion, and beautiful moans escaped from her lips. "Mmm...Mmm...Ah..." The voice was so captivating that it made my soul melt. As I listened, I almost became intoxicated.

My heart pounded and my blood surged. My hands moved faster and faster. Beads of fragrant sweat seeped from her tender and warm breasts, glistening and adorable. A pair of small, delicate pink cherries were already erect, honestly reflecting the comfort and satisfaction in my mother's heart.

I continued to increase the intensity, caressing my mother's alluring and beautiful breasts with all my might, kneading the two budding, rosy nipples with my fingers. My mother's fair and smooth body began to tremble as if electrocuted.

One of my hands slid down from the beautiful woman's soft, erect breasts, tracing down her delicate, smooth skin, past her soft, tender abdomen, and into the tuft of light black pubic hair. My fingers lewdly caressed my mother's soft, slightly curled pubic hair...

My mother was shy and on the verge of tears, both ashamed and afraid, discovering that her body, despite its rational struggle, was being aroused more and more strongly by my teasing and lewd actions.

My lips parted slightly, and a glistening thread of fluid escaped from my mouth, sticking to that nipple. Without lingering, I took the tender red bud on the right side into my mouth, sucking and gently biting it with increasing pressure.

My mother's blushing eyes, filled with desire, closed tightly again, her cherry lips emitting a longing moan that seemed to come from the depths of her being. Her previously weak and drooping hands suddenly regained their strength, tightly wrapping around my waist and passionately squeezing it, digging deep into my soft ribs.

Then my lips parted my mother's pink bud, and I simply extended my tongue, slowly swirling it around the bud. After a short while, the two buds gradually hardened, proudly standing atop those snow-white, sacred jade peaks.

As my hand gently separated our pressed bodies, my gaze fell upon my mother's mysterious and beautiful peach blossom valley. I was delighted to find that the previously mere trickle of glistening, slippery dew had gradually transformed into a flowing jade stream, gushing forth like a tide from her fully opened pink slit, its fragrance permeating the air.

Amidst the sparse, lush grass, two pink, glistening petals parted slightly, the delicate buds proudly displaying their vibrant colors and purity! The glistening, radiant clitoris peeked out from the valley, swelling and engorging with blood, red and inviting! Like a pink pearl, it was alluring, yet crystal clear. A sweet, dewy

nectar continuously overflowed from the peach blossom valley, splashing and spreading among the petals and grass like fresh morning dew. At the same time, it exuded an intoxicating, seductive, and decadent aura.

My handsome face flushed red, my whole body burning with heat. The most primal human desire surged within me, almost to the point of overflowing. A sudden boom echoed in my mind, and a raging fire of lust erupted like molten lava. I could no longer suppress my emotions. I parted my mother's slightly closed legs, took a deep breath, and suppressed the surging waves of desire within me. I thrust my already swollen and erect lower body forward, touching the slippery and moist petals of the beautiful woman's valley. My throbbing male desire ground up and down along the gap between those two tender red petals. A drop of crystal-clear, fragrant nectar overflowed from the pink and bright red flesh. My already erect lower body, taking advantage of the slippery and moist spring water, forced open my mother's tender pink petals and thrust inside. My hot and firm male desire swelled and engorged even more as it writhed and ground against the soft and moist walls of her flower chamber, filling my mother's entire heart.

Amidst waves of intense stimulation, my mother, overwhelmed by the dizzying pleasure, gasped and moaned, her beautiful, ethereal figure panting softly, her cries of shy helplessness tinged with "Mmm...mmm...uh..."

"Son, be gentle, Mother can't take it..." Her breathtakingly beautiful eyes, captivating and mysteriously expressive, were half-closed, her long, slightly upturned eyelashes trembling. A light sheen of sweat glistened on her smooth, supple nose, her nostrils flaring, and her beautifully curved lips parted slightly as she breathed softly. A delicate fragrance, like orchids, wafted across my face like a spring breeze.

My already surging desire was amplified by my mother's alluring moans, my lower body throbbing with blood. I was consumed by a desire for unbridled pleasure, oblivious to my mother's pleas for mercy. Instead, it fueled my primal lust, fueling its rampant desire!

But Mother wasn't so bad after all; she wanted to ignite her son's primal desires to the fullest extent, to let me release them completely, so that Fang might finally succeed! Therefore, she spared no effort, even disregarding the limits, to join in the cruelty she inflicted on her beloved son's body and within his secret valley.

With my rapid thrusts, the intense stimulation and the mission I felt caused Mother to moan and pant, her slender waist instinctively swaying slightly, a mixture of welcome and resistance. Her tender petals trembled and opened, as if sucking on the glans of my penis. The sensitive, rounded ridges of my penis were gently bitten and clamped by Mother's pink petals. My straightened thighs pressed tightly against the smooth, rounded skin of her fair, jade-like legs, the sensation so pleasurable that my pores opened wide. My penis moved in and out of

Mother's small, tight "flower path." "Mmm...uh...mmm..." Mother's cherry lips parted slightly, her cries soft and melodious, her moans and gasps filled with pleasure. I dipped my fingers into the overflowing love juices of my mother's honeyed orifice, casually smearing them onto the buds of her anus, gently massaging them. This only intensified her desire.

My enormous, unusually large penis gradually pushed the body and heart of my beautiful mother beneath me toward an insatiable, soul-stirring lust. My elegant, ethereal, and exquisitely beautiful mother's smooth, white abdomen began to tremble and writhe, gradually transforming into a shy, yielding thrust...

My mother, infinitely shy, discovered that the enormous penis, fully filled and swollen with her tight "flower path," was penetrating deeper and deeper into her vaginal walls... At this moment, my mother cast aside all shame, knowing only to relentlessly yield.

"No... Ah... If you go any lower... I'll... I'll... Oh... I'll... I'll die... Really... I can't take it anymore... Please... Please spare me!"

Watching my mother sitting on my penis, repeatedly lifting her full and alluring buttocks, taking my erect penis in and out again and again.

Her large, elastic breasts swayed up and down as she moved her buttocks, making me dizzy. Seeing my penis constantly going in and out of that alluring fleshy hole only excited me more.

I climbed onto her bouncing breasts and began to knead them. Her large breasts changed shape in my hands, her erect nipples pressing against my palms, making me involuntarily pinch and rub them with my fingers, while my penis thrust harder towards the beauty sitting on me.

"No...no more...again...again I'll...oh...again...ah...I...I'm coming!" My beautiful, pure, and holy mother gasped in a frenzy of passion. "Mmm...um...ah..."

Her soft, boneless, slender, and delicate body convulsed and spasmed uncontrollably...The tender flesh of her vaginal walls clung tightly to the deeply inserted, thick penis, contracting and clamping with unbearable heat.

"Ah..." My mother, with her unparalleled beauty and ethereal grace, felt dizzy and her mind went blank. A soft, alluring cry escaped her tender, red lips as she finally reached the pinnacle of ecstasy. "

Ah...you...kill me...ah...oh...too...feels...feels so good...you're so...amazing!"

"How was it? Was it good?" I teased, looking at my mother beneath me. But I was still a little worried. I had never used the word "fuck" on her before.

"No...didn't you say...ah...you said it...ah...don't say it to me...ah...fuck...fuck me to death!" When my mother under me tried to say "ah," I couldn't help but fuck her hard a few times, making her change "ah" to "fuck me to death." As soon as she said that, I felt a heat all over my body, my glans felt a little numb, and a feeling of wanting to ejaculate surged into my heart, so I couldn't help but speed up.

"I can't take it anymore...I'm really being...ah...fucked to death by you...ah ah...I...I'm...coming again...ah...I'm dying!" Her breasts swayed in front of me as her body moved up and down. Her buttocks rose and fell from time to time, and I could clearly see my penis going in and out of my mother's vagina.

"So...so good...ah...thrust...thrust me to death!" As I kept thrusting upwards, my mother had long since lost control of her mouth and started screaming. "It's coming...it's coming...waaaah...it's coming!"

Perhaps it was because of the constant bouncing of my mother's breasts, and the way her vaginal opening scraped against my glans with her movements, that...even though I had just ejaculated, my glans felt numb and tingly from her vaginal opening. And when my mother shouted that she was coming, I couldn't control my body and violently thrust into her vagina.

"Ah...it's...it's killing me!" I liked it when my mother screamed under my attack, because it was so stimulating that I couldn't figure out how I felt about her. But that kind of incestuous stimulation wasn't something everyone could experience. "Waaah...I can't take it anymore...

I'm coming...it's really coming!" My mother cried out, her vagina tightened, and a stream of heat poured onto my glans. Then she collapsed weakly onto me. And because I was about to come, I couldn't help but lift my buttocks, letting my penis go in and out of my mother's vagina, hitting the fleshy pad deep inside her.

After a while, my mother finally reacted. Her vagina loosened up, and feeling that her pussy had released my penis, I couldn't help but thrust in harder.

"Ah...how...you...still...ah...want to come again!"

"Mom, were you...almost there?" I asked while fucking my fairy mother.

"Okay...Mom, I haven't come yet!"

"Ah...again...again...you've fucked me deep...ah...you're fucking me to death!"

"Am I good, my good sister!" I called my mother "sister" like in novels.

"No...good...ah...it's so beautiful...you're so good...you're so good...I'm about to be fucked to death by you...ah...Mom...I'm about to be...fucked to death by you...no...what's going on...ah...again...I'm coming again."

Hearing my mother talking nonsense under my penis, sometimes calling me "mom" and sometimes "sister," and even worse, saying she was coming again, my glans was already numb! "Mom! Let's...come together!" After saying that, I went even faster.

"Ah...no...it's...coming again!" After saying that, my mother took my glans into her mouth as before, but this time I didn't obediently let her take it so readily. Instead, I thrust my hips forward, penetrating right up to her cervix. When my mother's vagina tightly gripped my glans again, a gush of vaginal fluid poured onto it. I couldn't control myself anymore, and my penis thrust in hard, then ejaculated into my mother's vagina, colliding with her vaginal fluid. We both reached our climax at the same time, embracing each other, panting heavily, our sweat and vaginal fluid mixing together.

These days, my mother always avoids me. Whenever I think of my mother's slender, fair skin and her beautifully curved figure, I feel a dazzling, intoxicating allure. I only feel my heart pounding wildly, my mouth dry. The unbearable longing in my heart is sometimes pure, sometimes alluring, sometimes like a naive young girl, sometimes like a mature harlot. Her vibrant figure, her towering breasts, her plump buttocks, and her slender waist like a water snake, made my penis swell and become erect.

That day, my mother was bathing in the lake again. I couldn't help but approach her. The night breeze was melodious and enchanting. My mother's elegant white dress fluttered in the wind, making her appear relaxed and detached. Her beautiful features seemed to be born from the essence of heaven and earth; her eyebrows were delicate as spring mountains, and her eyes were like autumn waters, revealing a noble and dignified temperament, like a goddess descending from heaven to earth, transforming the dark forest into a beautiful, ethereal landscape.

Her flowing, jet-black hair, cascading over her shoulders, made her bright, intelligent eyes even more irresistible. Her pearly white teeth, like two rows of sparkling jade, were captivating. She possessed a natural, unpretentious beauty, like a lotus rising from clear water. Her graceful figure, accentuated by a snow-white dress, and her exquisitely beautiful face with its delicate features, exuded a captivating charm. Her long, black hair cascaded like two small waterfalls over her chiseled shoulders, making her exceptionally beautiful. The elegant attire further highlighted her outstanding features. Her deep, unfathomable eyes, like the rising sun in the morning glow, maintained a mysterious and serene stillness.

As if born from the very essence of heaven and earth, her appearance, voice, demeanor, and temperament all radiated a noble air that inspired awe and reverence. Her brows were like delicate spring mountains, her eyes like autumn waters, revealing a noble and dignified气质, like a goddess descended from heaven.

Besides her original dignified elegance, she now possessed a mature and alluring beauty, a captivating charm. As she breathed, the curves of her waistline were breathtaking, drawing the eye and making one want to look again. A blush of shyness appeared on her face, making her even more radiant, her eyes sparkling with autumn water, subtly alluring, her soft, fragrant skin irresistibly alluring.

As her clothes fell away, only her sexy bra remained, revealing her mature, curvaceous body. The firm yet soft lines of her curves seemed almost too beautiful to touch. One could imagine that beneath the bra, her breasts, smooth and lustrous like freshly peeled chicken heads, resembled two delicate flower buds, trembling and swaying proudly against her snow-white, jade-like skin.

At the peaks of her pure, pert breasts, there must have been a pair of exquisite, alluring, small, and adorable rosy nipples, shyly and proudly erect. Beside those small, adorable, and still-childlike tender nipples, there must be a faint, rosy areola, alluring and cute, like a halo of bright moonlight surrounding the nipples. A slender, delicate waist, easily grasped in one hand, evokes a tender, wanton feeling of wanting to embrace and cherish it.

The lower abdomen is smooth, white, and soft, and beneath the panties, the plump, white mons pubis is slightly raised. Below the mons pubis, a bright red, smooth, and tightly closed,

plump, jade-colored slit conceals a glimpse of spring. A pair of snow-white, round, smooth, and beautifully slender legs, the inner thighs so delicate and tender they are almost transparent, a faint blue vein visible, connecting gracefully with the slender, taut waist.

Her delicate labia, presumably pink, were half-open, two slightly raised mounds of tender flesh flanking a moist and alluring slit, guarding her vulnerable secret opening like a guardian deity.

This sight aroused my lust, and I couldn't resist pulling out my enormous penis and stroking it. "I must experience my mother's beautiful body again soon," I thought to myself.

That night, while my mother slept, I quietly entered her house. At that moment, Xuehui was facing this ordeal. Xuehui's beautiful and elegant vagina possessed a unique ability, a natural suction that drew the internal energy of any man who had intercourse with her into her body. In fact, the last time I had relations with my son, not only did the lustful poison within him flow into Xuehui's body, but the demonic energy within him also entered her.

At this moment, Xuehui's mind was in turmoil, and coupled with the influence of the lustful poison within her body, her body was gradually changing. She felt hot and weak all over, her breasts swelled, and a tingling, itchy sensation rose all over her body. Her eyes were filled with lustful desire, and the painful yet pleasurable demon of desire burned within her once again. Xuehui immediately pressed her tongue to her upper chin, her eyes and nose closed, and used her supreme will to fight against and drive away lustful thoughts, especially since she was her most outstanding successor. However, she had a son, unlike the women of the past.

I entered the house and softly called out, "Mother." Upon hearing my voice, my mother's mind was slightly distracted. A surging tide of desire surged forth, instantly leaping and overflowing uncontrollably. She tightly guarded the last bit of clarity in her heart, attempting to resist it with the power of her cultivation, preventing lustful thoughts from controlling her. Her face showed pain due to the contradiction. Seeing her

mother in such pain, I cried out in alarm, "Mother, what's wrong? Don't frighten me!"

Although I didn't know what had happened, I could sense her burning desire. I stepped forward, embraced her, and pressed my lips to her tender red lips, opening my mouth wide as if to devour them whole, a fierce assault.

My tongue swirled wildly in her mouth, entwining with hers and sucking. "This will drag me into an abyss," my mother trembled in shock. I poured my saliva into her mouth, and she shuddered, her throat emitting a terrified gasp.

"Oh God... I've actually drunk my son's saliva..." Her breathing became heavy, a faint sound emanating from deep within her throat.

Despite her desperate attempts to suppress it, her rapid breathing couldn't be hidden. Suddenly, her body began to change, becoming hot and weak all over. Her breasts swelled, and a tingling, itchy sensation rose all over her body. Her eyes were filled with lustful desire, and the painful yet pleasurable demon of desire burned within her once more. She immediately pressed her tongue against her upper chin, focusing her eyes and nose on her heart, resisting with supreme willpower. However, her mind was slightly distracted, and the overwhelming tide of desire surged down, instantly leaping and overflowing uncontrollably. She tightly guarded the last bit of clarity in her heart, attempting to resist with the concentration she had cultivated in seclusion, preventing lustful thoughts from controlling her. Her face showed pain due to the contradiction.

The man's unique scent wafted over, and the elegant mother was struck dumb. Her last vestiges of reason were consumed by lust. If it were any other man, she could have used this final moment of clarity to kill the culprit and preserve her purity and sanctity. But this was her beloved son; how could she bring herself to do it? In

that brief moment of hesitation, her tongue, no longer under her control, reached out and intertwined tightly with her son's. Her tongue was too alluring; I shamelessly pressed it against her soft, yielding tongue, licking every corner of her mouth without

a care in the world. A melancholic look appeared in her eyes. Her tongue and mine were intertwined, and the pain vanished, replaced by intense excitement. They sucked on each other, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss, a sip of saliva, as if the saliva in their mouths contained the love between mother and son.

"Mmm..." My mother's red lips and tongue were both occupied. "Ah..." Her breathing became rapid, making her desperately try to pull her mouth away. Her limbs trembled violently, and a sobbing sound came from deep within her throat. Her reserved body was collapsing in shame, giving up resistance. Her eyes were tightly closed, and her colorful eyelashes trembled slightly. My mother slightly opened her cherry-like mouth and slowly extended her small tongue.

I touched the tip of her tongue with the tip of my own tongue and drew a circle. My mother extended her tongue a little further, and the tip of my tongue touched the side of her trembling tongue even more carefully.

"Ah...son...ah...no..." At this moment, I saw that my mother was covered in fragrant sweat, and her clothes were soaked. In order to keep my mother from catching a cold, I quickly took off her white outer garment, leaving her only in her close-fitting bodice and white silk underpants.

My mother was pure by nature, so she did not want others to touch her clothes. Therefore, her outer garment, bodice, and underpants were all handmade, and she preferred pure white. At this moment, seeing his mother's half-naked body, her smooth, porcelain-like back, her delicate, white hands like snowflakes, her slender, petite waist, and the moon-white bodice covering her full breasts, with two rosy nipples faintly visible, occasionally peeking out from the edge of the bodice, revealing her plump, snow-white breasts, which were faintly visible. Her white silk underpants were embroidered with elegant and colorful flowers, and because of the well-tailored underpants, the most alluring curve of her mons pubis was fully presented. Under the semi-transparent silk fabric, a mysterious white light could be slightly seen from below. He felt a strange surge of emotion, and his penis became erect.

The cool sensation on her exposed skin brought her back to her senses. Seeing herself half-naked in front of her beloved son, she quickly covered her chest with her hands, her pretty face flushed crimson. She lowered her head, her face a picture of shame and helplessness, and pleaded, "Son, please, don't look at your mother."

Looking at her half-naked body, I blurted out, "Mother, you look so beautiful!" I then reached behind her and began to untie the knots

of her bodice around her neck, waist, and back. My mother tried to stop me, but a surge of heat from my son's touch made her feel weak and about to collapse. I quickly caught her waist and pulled her into my arms. The knots were now loosened, and the bodice fell loose. In her haste, she pressed herself against my chest, using the loosened bodice to cover her proud breasts.

Feeling her soft, warm body, I pulled her away, unable to resist. The bodice covering her chest fell to the ground, revealing her rarely exposed, fair skin to the light. Her two firm, tender breasts stood tall, their perfectly proportioned shape exuding a symmetrical beauty. The pale pink areolas were alluring, and the slightly erect nipples were tempting. Her flat stomach was adorned with a charming, small navel, making my blood boil.

My hands nervously reached for my mother's undergarments. My mother, even more nervous, trembled, as if all her strength had vanished, making even raising her hands seem impossible.

Her pure white underpants were finally pulled down to her knees, revealing a captivating patch of pubic hair beneath her snow-white belly. The lushness was truly alluring, making one yearn to part the pubic hair and peek into the mysterious realm of her enchanting soul. Her long, slender, snow-white legs, like verdant scallions, and her beautifully curved, rounded, and high buttocks were breathtakingly beautiful in their smoothness

and elasticity. The mother closed her eyes tightly, wishing she could disappear into a hole, secretly despairing, "It's over. My son has seen all my private and mysterious places. How can I ever teach him the classics again?"

But my gaze also aroused her body, which was her greatest tragedy. Her vibrant curves were fully revealed before her eyes: firm, erect breasts, pale pink nipples like flower buds, the tenderness of her breasts, the curve of her waist, and the small, elegant navel.

Her soft lower abdomen connected to the plump, protruding area between her thighs, like a mountain, followed by the valley between her legs. On the peak between her legs, pubic hair was as thick as a forest.

The secret place between her legs was like flower petals, straight as if carved lines, the opening as tightly closed as a thread. The color of her labia was a pale pink, the same color as her nipples.

I grasped my mother's breasts with both hands, my palms swirling and caressing her firm breasts, kneading her crystal-clear, flawless white breasts, feeling only their soft warmth, an indescribable pleasure. My left hand climbed further up to the nipple, gently kneading it. The colorful pink areola, though not yet touched, was already round and plump. Thinking of my childhood experience of breastfeeding, I took her right breast into my mouth, lowered my head and sucked, making a soft slurping sound, occasionally gently biting the nipple with my teeth and lightly licking it with my tongue.

At this moment, the mother couldn't help but let out a soft moan or two. Clearly, the tingling, itchy pleasure on her breasts was teasing this usually skilled and gentle woman to the point of being unable to resist. Her elegant face flushed, her breathing became rapid, and the two pink nipples on her white breasts became engorged and erect—anyone could tell she was already experiencing a shameful reaction. Her upper body began to writhe, her breath rose, and honey-like fluid overflowed from the garden between her legs.

A wave of unbearable desire slowly surged within her, wave after wave. The inexplicable lust rising within her had, at this moment, lost its rationality in the swaying motion, causing her curly black hair and mature, full waist to sway.

My right hand was also incredibly busy, tracing along her glossy black hair, down her soft, smooth, yet strong back, extending to her firm thighs and rounded buttocks, gently caressing her like a seasoned pro. Occasionally, like a curious child, it would tentatively slip into the crevice between her snow-white buttocks, carefully searching the woman's most mysterious triangle. Soon, I found a soft, slightly curved patch of hair, and following it, I began to caress my mother's petals.

As my hand rubbed my mother's sacred private parts, her elegant breasts, she suddenly felt an unprecedented surge of excitement and pleasure. Two shy blushes rose to her cheeks, and her clever eyes shone with a seductive allure. Her beloved son was so close to her body, and a wondrous fantasy welled up from the depths of her heart. Instead of rejecting her son's advances, she felt a hint of anticipation. Simultaneously being attacked in two of her most sensitive areas caused Xuehui's body to gradually heat up, with an indescribable itching sensation spreading throughout her lower body.

I slowly pried open the two tightly closed red petals with my right middle finger and inserted it into the secret cave hidden beneath the fragrant grass. The moment it entered, Xuehui's dignified image, which she had always tried to maintain in front of her beloved son, completely collapsed. She reacted violently, shaking her head, and an involuntary moan escaped from her cherry lips, "Ah..." At the same time, she frowned, her toes lifted, and she trembled slightly.

My fingers, which had been gently tapping at the jade gate, did not rest for a moment and plunged straight into the cave. I felt that the cave was not only narrow, but also had a great suction force. My fingers, which were deep inside the secret cave, were tightly wrapped by the warm, moist, tender flesh. Even now, it would be difficult to break free from the thirsty restraint of my mother's secret cave. Just inserting the front joint of my middle finger, I felt an indescribable pressure that was so pleasurable.

When my fingers broke through the flesh and touched the most sensitive part, my mother felt an unbearable agitation. She was terrified by her own sensitivity and cried out in her heart, "No! No matter how much I'm burning with desire, I can't show my shame in front of my son. I'm his mother!"

But from the depths of her petals, nectar slowly seeped out, something she couldn't control. It made her feel incredibly ashamed, but another feeling of fullness and richness clearly traveled from her whole body to her brain. Although she, being inherently chaste, kept forcing herself not to make a sound, waves of pleasure surged as my fingers became completely intertwined with hers. My fingers, inserted into her petals, rotated like a stirring rod, as if pushing her to the heavens. Her petals, opening in the moisture, shamelessly and wantonly clamped down on the unreasonable intruder, and she couldn't help but let out a soft, wanton "Ah!" before experiencing a moment of dizziness.

I heard my mother's voice filled with pleasure and coquettishness. I carefully rubbed her clitoris and labia, playing with her most intimate parts. My fingers diligently lingered inside her tight, wet vagina. My mother moaned incessantly, her soft cries growing increasingly frantic.

Her secret cave was being relentlessly thrust into and probed by my son. With each intense probing, I could feel her secret cave shamelessly leaking out some honey-like fluid, flowing down her inner thighs and groin onto the bed. The lewd, wet sounds rhythmically accompanied my probing, assaulting her dignity time and again. Finally, her lower body unconsciously twisted and arched, like a long-deprived woman.

She was on the verge of a mental breakdown, her consciousness becoming somewhat blurred. I saw her jade gate, her originally pale pink, tightly closed, and sacred labia finally opening outwards. The raised petals emitted a bewitching glow, and the flowing honey-like fluid had already soaked her entire thighs and the sheets, exuding an indescribable lewdness.

The stimulation of my fingers abruptly ended, and the swelling pleasure was abruptly cut short. An overwhelming emotion swirled within me. My mother, regaining her senses, opened her eyes and was shocked to see a steaming, mushroom-shaped penis standing before her, six or seven inches long. Its eyes were wide open, the veins on the penis throbbing, and strangely, it glowed faintly red. Feeling both fear and shame, she quickly closed her eyes and turned her head away, unable to look any longer.

My mother's face showed surprise and embarrassment, making her appear even more delicate and pitiful. For a moment, I felt a conquering pleasure, wanting to further ravage and humiliate this saintly woman before me. I quickly asked, "Mother, what should I do next to make you happy?"

Hearing this question, my mother was so ashamed that she wanted to commit suicide, but the lust within her tempted her, telling her that she had not yet tasted the most wonderful pleasure in the world. As long as she discarded all her existing morality, dignity, and shame, she could reach the happiest world of a woman.

The mother blushed, extremely embarrassed and ashamed, and stammered, "Son...you put that tool...into Mother's..."

Although she was well-read and had some knowledge of the ecstasy and ecstasy of the Western Regions, she had always been pure of heart and mind. Now, however, she was consumed by lust, and the shame of being a young woman returned instantly. She could no longer utter the words she wanted to say. She could only bring her slightly parted petals closer to her beloved son's huge penis. Crystalline tears, representing her sacred body, unconsciously dripped down, protesting the obscene consciousness that had been consumed by lust.

With a forceful pull, I clamped my mother's long legs around my waist. I felt the pubic hair on her vulva rubbing against my lower abdomen, making it incredibly itchy. I lowered my head to suckle her breasts, my hands tightly gripping her plump, pink buttocks. My erect, red-hot penis slowly approached, pressing against the entrance of her moist secret cave. She felt her legs being separated, her beautiful buttocks lifted by my hands, a hot penis pressed against her opening. With a thrust of my hips, I slowly inserted my penis into my fairy mother's wonderful little hole.

Although the opening felt narrow, thanks to the ample lubrication and the firm elasticity of her vaginal flesh, I managed to force my thick penis inside. I felt my penis enveloped by several layers of warm, moist flesh, the base and my testicles tightly wrapped in pubic hair.

With the lubrication of her vaginal fluids, the enormous penis broke through and slid inside. Her mother's wanton love juices flowed out, and Xuehui sobbed secretly, "I'm no longer worthy of being called a saint. I've committed this incestuous and shameful act with my son. It's not my fault, God, it's my own nature that's even lower than a third-rate prostitute. Don't punish me, last time I had no choice, this time I seduced him."

I exhaled and said, "Mother's vagina is so tight, it's making me so uncomfortable. Mother, can you relax a little?" My mother was both ashamed and helpless, and whispered, "Son, Mother... because..." "It's because of my training that it's so tight. You have to be gentle... okay..."

I thrust my lower body forward and slowly inserted myself. My mother couldn't help but moan. My left hand was even more restless, ravaging her jade peaks and slender waist. An endless kneading caused her pale pink nipples, which had just softened, to become engorged and erect again, their color gradually deepening. My right hand would gently caress her neck and back from time to time, or knead and tickle her soft flesh under her armpits. Occasionally, it would accidentally slip to her plump buttocks and creases to visit her anus, which made my mother panic and lose her composure.

As I began to move my lower body back and forth, a strong shiver swept over my mother. Her tender orifice was penetrated by my penis, her vagina tightly filled. But that was only at the beginning. As my penis moved in and out of her repeatedly, the initial intense pain gradually lessened. The hot, thick penis penetrated her lower abdomen, and the tingling, itchy, sore, and numb sensations made her want to thrust forward. Waves of pleasure spread from her lower body to her entire body, and my mother's long-suppressed primal desires were aroused.

I thrust vigorously into my mother's petals, and she couldn't help but sway, straighten, and contract her slender waist. Finally, she lay back against my chest. I lifted my mother's buttocks and continued to thrust, while kneading her breasts. From this angle, my mother could clearly see her private parts, the soft pubic hair and moist petals, and a penis that kept going in and out of her flower.

Witnessing her beloved son's intense thrusting into her secret orifice, the mother's rational mind flickered like a candle in the wind. The humming from her nose gradually turned into ecstatic cries. At this moment, in addition to the continuous "plop, plop" sounds of her wetness, the room was filled with increasingly loud moans from her mother: "Ah...no...ah...it's coming...son..."

Her full, smooth body writhed like a candy, clinging tightly to my body. Now, her mind was filled only with desire. She no longer cared about being dignified, chaste, or a loving mother. This saintly woman of her generation had long been simmering with lust and wantonness, which was now uncontrollably aroused. Her breasts were being kneaded until they were about to burst, and her paradise was being penetrated to the point of exhaustion. A mixture of sourness, sweetness, numbness, and pain overwhelmed her. Her eyes were glazed with desire, and she cried out in a seductive voice, her breathing rapid and labored.

My mother clung tightly to my neck, passionately making love to me. Her trembling breasts rubbed against my strong chest, her slender waist swayed rapidly, her vulva heaving with thirst, her snow-white legs spread wide, clamping tightly around me. Her plump, pink buttocks swayed and spun, perfectly complementing her son's fierce onslaught. No one would recognize this woman, so wanton and seductive in bed, behaving more shamelessly than a prostitute in a third-rate brothel, as the renowned martial arts master, the epitome of female chastity.

Seeing my usually demure, elegant, and beautiful mother in such a wanton state, I kissed her alluring red lips again, held her tightly, took a deep breath, and thrust my thick, long penis into her enchanting hole, releasing my surging lust, enjoying her seductive and wanton energy, admiring her radiant beauty, endlessly indulging in unrestrained pleasure.

The liquid dripping from the two of them contained not only the mother's private honey, but also the sweat from their hard work and the saliva that involuntarily dripped from their mouths. It not only soaked the sheets but also flowed onto the floor, shimmering eerily in the afterglow of the moonlight streaming into the room.

Suddenly, my mother's slender, shapely body arched back against me, her ample breasts trembling violently. A series of intense, irregular spasms ran through her body, her head shaking rapidly, and she cried out in ecstasy, "Ah...ah...so good...I'm going to...um...I'm going to cum..."

I felt the layers of tender flesh around my penis convulsing intensely, as if trying to squeeze me dry. An unprecedented pleasure surged through me, and my semen sprayed deep into the vagina of my beloved mother, who had nurtured me. I began to press weakly against her, my penis swelling intermittently, each time releasing hot fluid that splattered inside her womb.

Each surge of semen brought my mother to the peak of ecstasy, her soul seemingly torn into countless pieces, merging with the fiery passion, becoming indistinguishable from one another.

After reaching her climax, my mother was completely limp, her skin flushed a rosy red. Her soft, warm body was pressed tightly against mine, the blush still lingering on her face, her beautiful, closed eyes trembling. I looked down at my mother in my arms, feeling boundless joy. I didn't rush to withdraw my penis, but gently kissed her, my hands roaming over her soft, white flesh, kneading and caressing her with abandon.

My mother only felt a wave of pleasure coursing through her body, completely unaware of her son's advances. She simply lay quietly and obediently in my arms, soft moans escaping her nose, a hint of desire in her lips, savoring the lingering pleasure of her previous climax.

I don't know how much time passed, but my mother, nestled in my arms, regained consciousness. She moved slightly, immediately feeling both surprised and ashamed. What was shameful was that her own long, strong legs were still shamelessly clamped tightly around her son's legs, while her son's penis was still inserted deep inside her secret hole, swollen and full. Her pubic hair was covered with the crystallization of their union, and the overflowing semen stains made the thick, wet pubic hair irregularly stick to her vulva and inner thighs. The mother hurriedly tried to break the union of the two, only to find that the tender flesh inside her secret hole was tightly wrapped around the penis, as if reluctant to part.

My mother's face flushed crimson as she lamented, "How did my body become so wanton?"

I seemed to awaken at her call, and instinctively rolled over, turning my limp, delicate mother over. Seeing her breathtakingly beautiful face, her almond-shaped eyes closed, her alluring gaze filled with spring-like desire, I knew this was the perfect opportunity to bring her pleasure. I immediately erected my penis, the glans rubbing against her dark pubic hair. With one hand, I lifted her buttocks, further widening her moist vulva, while the other hand, holding my penis, probed her wet opening, rubbing the glans against her labia.

With a gentle thrust, my penis plunged deeply into her core once more. My mother couldn't help but let out another sigh of boundless satisfaction, once again immersed in the exquisite pleasure of being with her beloved son.

The mother accepted the pleasure emanating from her body without resistance. Her body burned like fire, and the tender flesh of her flower sucked at the intruder. Seeing his mother, who had once been high and mighty and aloof, finally abandon her former shame and pride, crying out wildly, he was overwhelmed with excitement and rode her even more fiercely, indulging in cruelty. His hands and mouth continued to caress the beautiful, elegant, naked body of his mother in his arms and between his legs. His mother was filled with the pleasure of being penetrated deep into her body. Her consciousness was swallowed up. The penis thrust into her vagina, which was gushing with copious amounts of vaginal fluid, making a 'sizzling' sound.

The beautiful and noble mother's waist kept moving, and her lower body boldly swayed to match the thrusting of his penis into her lower body. The desire hidden in her heart exploded with the stimulation of her body. At this moment, she only felt the intense pleasure of the thrusting from her lower body, which completely overwhelmed the sensations from her other senses. Her vision spun, and a hot sensation swept through her body.

Her snow-white breasts trembled incessantly, and she continued to raise the volume of her lewd moans, saying, "Son, Mother... is so happy, Mother only... belongs to you... alone..." Her light pink flesh below held a large, constantly thrusting penis, and their lewd sexual intercourse became increasingly intense.

Her black hair danced with the movements of her body. Suddenly, I felt a powerful, rotating contraction of the soft flesh inside her vagina around my penis. My mother's alluring flesh gripped my penis like a pair of pincers. My mother trembled uncontrollably, her face flushed, as if a powerful electric current was flowing through her naked body, from her back to her head. Her face and body glowed with a seductive, alluring pink. Her round, pink buttocks involuntarily arched, as if responding to my movements. Her soft, snow-white hands wrapped around my shoulders, her fingers digging deep into the muscles of my back. She leaned back and offered her fragrant tongue, tightly entwining it with mine. My tongue was inside her mouth, and my mother sucked on it forcefully. My mother and I kissed passionately like lovers. I couldn't resist the deep kiss of this beautiful and elegant woman and continued to thrust forcefully into my stunning mother's honey pot.

I fucked my mother hard, violently pounding into her flower core. My mother wiggled her snow-white buttocks, bringing them closer to my large penis, so that her honeypot and my penis could be more tightly joined.

Each time my penis entered, her labia minora would retract, scraping tightly against the glans, so that with each thrust, the glans and the uterine wall would rub against each other, giving me a tight and pleasurable sensation. I was also on the verge of exploding, so I increased the speed and forcefully thrust into my mother's honeypot, plunging in deeply, my testicles hitting my mother's buttocks with each thrust.

"Ah...ah...Mom, I'm coming..." I could hardly hold on any longer, and I frantically thrust into my mother's delicate body, making my final sprint.

My mother's cheeks flushed crimson from the penetration, her eyes half-closed, her red lips slightly parted, her whole body hot and limp, moaning repeatedly, panting heavily, her large, plump buttocks swaying and thrusting wildly, her uterus clenching and gripping my penis. Suddenly, her beautiful body convulsed, all her muscles tensing rapidly. "Eee! Ah!" A wild, unprecedented cry escaped from her cherry-like mouth. My mother's legs convulsed, tightly clamping my waist and hips, then she shook her head frantically, her legs kicking wildly in the air. Her vagina convulsed, a warm current surging from deep within her uterus to my glans, her body trembling uncontrollably.

"Ah..." My mother moaned softly and sweetly, like the heavenly sound of the Virgin Mary singing, taking me to paradise, to the highest peak of paradise!

I could no longer hold back. A tingling sensation ran through my back, my glans burned, and I roared, frantically embracing my mother's body. With all my might, I thrust my penis deep into her vagina, the entire length of my shaft disappearing into her vagina, the head pressing against her clitoris. In an instant, hot, thick, incestuous semen shot into the vicinity of my mother's mature womb.

The frenzied lovemaking ended, and my mother trembled as she collapsed into my arms. My penis was still inside her, and I could feel the aftershocks of her extreme climax. Her lips were still opening and closing in pursuit of her prey, but her consciousness was already hazy. Unconsciously, she shamelessly clamped her two slender legs tightly around my waist. No one could tell that this naked woman, her face flushed with the wantonness of being conquered after her climax, was actually a beautiful, pure, and noble fairy—the Saintess Xuehui.

The mother wore an expression of blissful contentment, finding her beloved son's penis truly different from others—not ugly or menacing, but exquisitely beautiful. She quietly extended her tongue to touch the glans, licking upwards from under it, then enveloping the tip with her tongue, drawing circles. The penis trembled slightly, and a comfortable sound escaped my throat.

The mother began to lick the engorged penis incessantly, her tongue moving to caress the glans, gently pinching it with her lips and sucking with soft, sucking sounds. Then she released the glans, bending her upper body further down, licking the scrotum hanging from the penis, moving her tongue from the scrotum to the shaft, licking the tip, then smearing her saliva on her palm and gently caressing the penis.

Then the mother opened her peach-like cheeks, grasped the erect penis standing in the bushes, and slowly pushed the engorged glans into her mouth. She seemed to sigh deeply in comfort, and after a few up-and-down movements, she took the opportunity to swallow the entire penis in one gulp. The tip touched the mucous membrane of her throat. Occasionally, she would only hold the tip in her mouth, rotating her tongue like she was sucking on a candy ball. The huge penis, which was in contact with the smooth tongue and moist lips, was already so sensitive that it was throbbing unbearably. He felt a surge of pleasure throughout his body, let out a roar, and ejaculated a bunch of semen into his mother's mouth.

Suddenly, the mother felt a hot, thick, and viscous liquid shoot out of the penis in her mouth, directly into her throat. Without feeling disgusted, she ate every last drop of the semen left in her mouth. Her son's semen didn't have a fishy or foul smell; instead, it had a floral fragrance, similar to his own body odor. The mother, still wanting more, stuck out her tongue to lick the semen from the corners of her mouth. Then, she picked up her son's penis and, starting from the glans, licked away every last drop of semen clinging to it, serving her son like an emperor!

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