Mother-child affection at the climax

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Aside from the bright moonlight, everything was pitch black. Haruhiko, usually afraid of the dark, was now shirtless and wearing shorts, diligently digging with a shovel beside the maple tree. Half an hour later, a pit about four meters deep was dug. The boy pushed the naked corpse of the thug into the pit, then threw in stones of varying shapes and weights, and finally filled the pit with sand and soil.

(The maple tree's roots will absorb fertilizer next year, hmm, my butt hurts a bit…)

After killing the thug and relieving himself, Haruhiko's pounding heart finally calmed down, and his mind cleared. The boy first carried his mother, who was dizzy from the climax, to his room and covered her with a clean sheet. Then he went back to his mother's room, wrapped the body in a soaking wet, blood-stained sheet, and carried it into the bathtub. He plugged the tub and let the body bleed, while simultaneously rinsing himself under the shower. Only after confirming that no more blood was flowing from the body did he carry the corpse out of the house in a bathrobe to the maple tree and bury it.

(After returning home, he put the thugs' clothes and bloodstained sheets in the washing machine to wash them clean. Then he burned what he could and threw what he couldn't in different places, including the dagger. In short, he couldn't leave any fingerprints. At the same time, he also had to find the thugs' means of transportation, such as motorcycles... I think they were racers on TV.)

The next morning, it took Haruhiko about two hours to find the thugs' motorcycle deep in the jungle. The boy, wearing work gloves, pushed the motorcycle down the mountainside until it disappeared into the dense grass. That way, even if it was discovered later, who would associate the motorcycle with Eriko or Haruhiko?

(How should I view my relationship with my mother in the future?... It seems I should comfort and calm her down first, and deal with the rest later...)

As Haruhiko thought about this, he couldn't help but think of his mother's fair and smooth mature body, especially her large and tender breasts. His penis couldn't help but throb, and even his walking pace slowed down.

(No one else should be allowed to possess Mother's body again...)

In the following days, mother and son seemed to tacitly avoid mentioning the incident. Together, they cleaned up the remnants in the house and repaired the broken window left by the thugs. They also drove their private car to buy daily necessities and food, and disposed of the thugs' belongings in different, distant places the next day. At night, Haruhiko would sometimes coax his mother to sleep, and sometimes he would play music records or leave the room light on until dawn.

Eriko would have her son sit on the floor with her every time she went to take a bath, but she wouldn't let him touch her body. It seemed she hadn't yet escaped the nightmare of the thugs, but she seemed to be using the wrong methods. With beautiful flesh before him, especially after the extreme humiliation of that night, how could the boy, who was experiencing the taste of a mature woman for the first time, restrain himself? Ignoring the delicate feelings and kinship between them, he clung to his mother, begging for pleasure.

"Haruhiko, Mom's so confused... Can you give me a few days to think it over?"

"Mom, I can't hold back..."

"Haruhiko, I'll give you an answer the night after tomorrow... okay? Ah! Tomorrow... tomorrow afternoon!"

The disheveled mother was forced against the wall by her son, her hands pressed against it, her breasts squeezed and deformed, pressed tightly against her son's chest, her lower body harassed by his erect and hot penis, her wet body completely unable to move, she could only plead with her son in distress.

The mother's loving and sorrowful face finally melted away her son's burning desire. Eriko couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, in fact, as soon as her son kissed her pink neck, all her defenses would completely collapse, her numb and weak body would only be powerless to resist and let her son do as he pleased.

(This relationship is so dangerous...)

How could a mother not understand and feel her son's sincere care and concern these past few days? At the same time, the humiliation inflicted by the thugs earlier had destroyed her self-esteem. Although she wanted to offer herself to her son to find that lost sense of security, the person in front of her was still her son, and the concept of repaying with one's body was completely inapplicable in matters of family affection. On the other hand, her maternal instincts led her to attribute all of her son's past crimes to the thugs. After that incident, her only remaining family was her son and herself. If she went against her son's wishes, she feared he might do something drastic. Eriko was caught in a chaotic state of conflicting thoughts.

The next day...

"Son, I'm your mother, we... are wrong."

"Mom, I'm not afraid, only I can protect you."

(Sigh, so be it...) Looking at his firm and burning eyes, the mother couldn't help but sigh.

"Tonight... come to the bedroom, I'll show you some things."

That evening, the mother and son, who had showered early, sat on the bed, side by side like a couple of lovers. Eriko handed her son a thick photo album, and the boy blushed deeply upon seeing the pictures inside.

"These are pictures of me shortly after you were born."

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