[The fairy mother serves her beloved son]

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Fairy Mother Serving Her Beloved Son

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After ten months of pregnancy, Xuehui gave birth to a plump, fair-skinned son. I gazed at
the beautiful woman before me, who appeared to be only about twenty years old. Her skin was like ice and snow, her eyebrows delicately arched, her eyes sparkling, and her figure perfectly proportioned—truly a stunningly beautiful woman, pure and
ethereal .

As the sun rose, my mother's flawless body shone with an otherworldly radiance. Her
alluring body, unadorned, shone brightly 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
form and movement embodied the most exquisite beauty in the world, completely captivating my gaze and spirit, filling me with an indescribable,
enchanting feeling.

At this moment, my mother's body could arouse any man's most primal desires, yet without the slightest
hint of , making her breathtakingly beautiful and mesmerizing. 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 delicate, white breasts that exude a warm, fragrant scent—most remarkably, her beauty
possessed an indescribable nobility that took one's breath away. Like a ghost from a fairy tale, her presence seemed otherworldly, a
mysterious and alluring quality that amplified her captivating allure, making one willingly succumb, lost in her charm, unable to
extricate oneself.

Through the soft sunlight streaming through the window, I could clearly see her graceful, supple body 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, slightly parted pink lips seeming to eagerly anticipate and beckon me to
savor .

Beneath her long, slender, and
soft
jade neck, as smooth as velvet, were rounded and smooth fragrant shoulders. Her delicate breasts, like solidified jade, stood proudly with peaks as smooth as solidified cream. Her slender waist was so delicate that it could be encircled by a single hand. In the center of her charmingly taut abdomen was a shallow dimple that tempted the imagination. 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 due to the beauty's unintentional slight movement, they vaguely revealed
a few hints 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 , whispering, "My dear 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 went 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 back and forth with my small hands.

My mother chuckled softly, "You little rascal, so naughty."

Her clear, beautiful eyes, with their captivating smile, were like a hundred flowers blooming, dazzling and radiant! The ever-changing
charm , bathed in sunlight, was even more alluring and enchanting, beautiful and moving. At this moment, her jade-like face
seemed to be embedded in a magnificent starry sky, calm and serene, 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 beautiful mother's shoulder

at over 1.7 meters . As I've grown older, gazing at her beautiful face daily often stirs an unbearable heat within me, and my penis frequently becomes erect. Thanks to her pampered upbringing and excellent care, Xuehui's body now exudes the allure of a mature woman, coupled with her still youthful beauty, inspiring endless fantasies. 　　Under the moonlight, the beautiful 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 to wash herself. Perhaps sensing my feelings for her, she never bathed during the day, and never let me near her at night. I could only secretly watch her from the bushes. 　　The mother in the lake was graceful and charming, her beauty captivating. Her hair flowed freely over her shoulders, revealing bare, jade-like white feet that danced slenderly. Her skin was so white, like a piece of warm, smooth jade, without a single flaw, or like clear spring water, pure and untouched by the world. 　　She possessed a breathtaking beauty; every gesture, every step, every glance, every turn of her head was exquisite, every detail breathtaking. Yet, her ethereal气质 made one feel that this woman should only exist in the heavens, rarely seen in the mortal . If she were to descend to earth, she would be nothing more than an illusion, and mortals would dare not easily cross that line. 　　Her arms were as white as feathers, slender and graceful. With her white wrists and delicate hands, every movement in the lake was full of captivating rhythm. Her waist was unbelievably slender, easily encircled, and seemingly boneless; every turn was an exquisite display of charm. Her long, perfectly proportioned legs, raised high, drew graceful and mesmerizing arcs with every movement. 　　She had phoenix eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, a delicate nose, and cherry-red lips; her noble beauty was tinged with a subtle allure, a captivating charm. The waterfall, cascading down from its height, was like a stampede of horses. The immense volume of water, due to the towering cliffs sprays several meters high at the base of the falls, the spray colliding and crashing against each other. 　　Gazing at my mother's flawless, snow-white, exquisitely sculpted naked body, so pampered and well-maintained , her physique was remarkably 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 beautiful, alluring little red bean beckoning . At that moment, my penis was unusually hard, and I felt an unbearable heat. 　　The next day, I found a bright 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 bear it any longer.

It forced the aphrodisiac out of her son's body, and even made it spread faster.

The mother looked at her son's large penis, which was now paying homage to her. Because my penis was much larger than normal,
especially after being poisoned, the glans was as large as an egg, with most of its red tip exposed. Xuehui felt
overwhelmed with shame at the thought that she was facing her own son. Yet, a sensation arose within her, causing waves of
palpitations. Xuehui blushed with shame, her mind in turmoil. At this moment, she was indeed overwhelmed with passion and desire.

Xuehui knew in her heart that she would inevitably have sex with her son, and she had to save him.
Helpless, the mother had no choice but to undress. I looked at my mother's flawless, jade-like body; her beautiful curves
seemed like the essence of heaven and earth, utterly captivating.

I felt a slight tremor in my mind, a faint smile spreading across my face. The purity of her figure was undeniable, but what truly astonished and captivated me was her perfectly proportioned body, highlighting her snow-white breasts, her smooth, rounded shoulders
, and her delicate, blushing neck—a beauty so natural it seemed
almost divine.

A faint blush clung to her jade-like skin, not only radiating from her tender, ethereal form but also blending into her
beautiful, shy expression. Gone was her usual pristine, celestial beauty; instead, she possessed a captivating, alluring allure.

In an instant, I felt a surge of heat coursing through my body. I stared at my mother, motionless, my gaze meeting her exquisite,
ethereal yet alluring face; her graceful, supple, and lustrous neck; her
high, white breasts, soft and fragrant with the scent of warm oil.

There was also her round, translucent navel; her long, beautiful legs; the mysterious
valley lush grass; the peach blossom stream, faintly visible as her legs unconsciously parted… all of it was imprinted on
my vision. With each breathtaking sight, my heart skipped a beat, and the tenderness
within me grew thicker and thicker, until my emotions were overflowing with a deep, lingering passion.

Seeing me staring at her so intently, my mother felt increasingly ashamed and embarrassed. The thought of her son's
fascination with her body filled her with a mixture of joy and shame—how could she have such feelings for
him ?

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

Looking at my mother's beautiful, sorrowful face, I trembled involuntarily, only then snapping back to reality. I 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, "Um... my dear! Don't just... just look...
at me like this..." Her voice trailed off, becoming barely audible...

My eyes were fixed on my mother's naked, ethereal body, my blood surging, my desire burning fiercely.
My heartstrings trembled, and I couldn't control myself. I quickly composed myself, 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, unable to look away. She could only feel my
fingers, which had been restless on her waist, beginning to wander, circling and lingering, before
gradually climbing up her tender, full breasts. Her body reacted with primal lust,
a tingling sensation washing over her.

She let out a soft, involuntary moan, her brow trembling. She felt a mix of panic, shame, and
tension , still unable to open her eyes. Her mind raced, thinking, "He...he's finally back to normal, 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 the other person was
her own son intensified this feeling, and Xuehui couldn't help but ask herself, "Am I
just 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 spread across her entire body, her snow-white skin flushed with
a delicate pink, intoxicating and dazzling.

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

I cupped my beautiful mother's face in my hands, leaned forward, and gently kissed her fragrant cherry lips. Her lips
remained closed, her teeth clenched tightly. I pressed my lips deeper, sucking and swirling them around her soft, delicious little lips, and softly called out,
"Mother."

As her lips parted, I continued to suck and swirle them around her tender, delicious little lips. Our lips and tongues
intertwined, lingering endlessly, a torrent of affection rapidly spreading and surging into our intimately connected,
embracing bodies, gradually gathering in the deepest recesses of our hearts…

"Mmm…" With her own son holding her sacred little lips in his mouth, this sucking and licking caused Xuehui to be horrified to discover that her entire body, despite her rational resistance, was reacting with a blush-inducing, shameful ecstasy
under her son's teasing and caresses . 　　"No...don't...um...uh..." 　　Xuehui was horrified to find herself emitting shy moans from her soft , red lips . Her beautiful face, as lovely as a fairy, flushed crimson. She saw her mother's slender intertwined , filled with the sounds of their breaths. 　　Her mother's body was already limp and powerless. She could only lean against me, panting softly. My hands continued to stroke her silky, flowing hair, running down her glistening earlobes and across her velvety skin.

My beautiful neck caressed my mother's delicate shoulders, my fingers gradually moving inwards and downwards until they reached her
slender arms, which were crossed over her breasts. I gently brushed across those arms, slowly pushing them aside to
reveal her beautiful, pure breasts once more.

Unable to resist, I reached out to touch them. When my fingers touched her tender breasts,
gently teasing them, I felt their smooth, soft texture and firm, bouncy shape. An indescribable, wonderful sensation coursed through
my body .

My mother's already shy body was extremely sensitive; even this slight touch was incredibly stimulating. She
let out a soft, lingering moan, her voice low and sweet.
Encouraged satisfaction and continued to gently knead and tease her nipples with my fingers, while my palms
lightly caressed her firm breasts.

Just then, the shy and confused fairy suddenly felt something hard pressing against her lower abdomen.
"...Ugh...Mmm...Ugh..." Xuehui's fairy-like, beautiful, soft, 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 swaying gently with passion, and a
charming soft sound escaped from her lips, "Mmm...Mmm...Ah..." The sound was so captivating that it made my soul melt, and
as I listened, I almost became intoxicated.

My heart was pounding, and my blood was surging. My hands moved faster and faster, and beads of fragrant sweat seeped from her tender, warm breasts , glistening and lovely. A pair of small, delicate pink cherries were already erect, honestly reflecting
the comfort and pleasure in my mother's heart . 　　I continued to increase the intensity, caressing my mother's alluring and beautiful breasts with all my heart, kneading the two . A series of electric shocks began to tremble from my mother's fair and smooth body. 　　My hand slid down from her soft, firm breasts, tracing her delicate, smooth skin, past her soft, tender belly, and into the soft, dark pubic hair. My fingers lewdly caressed her delicate, slightly curled pubic hair… 　　My mother, blushing and on the verge of tears, found her body struggling against reason , her blushing, heart-pounding, and unbearably shy physiological reactions growing stronger under my teasing and lewd touch. 　　My lips parted slightly Without pausing, I took the right nipple into my mouth, sucking and gently biting it with increasing pressure. 　　My mother's blushing eyes, brimming with desire, closed tightly again, her cherry lips uttering a soft moan of longing that seemed to come from the depths of her being. Her previously limp hands suddenly regained their strength, tightly wrapping around my slender waist and passionately squeezing it, digging deep into my soft ribs. 　　Then my lips left my mother's pink nipples, and I simply extended my tongue, slowly swirling . After a short while, those two nipples gradually hardened, proudly standing atop those snow-white, sacred peaks. 　　When I gently separated our pressed bodies, my gaze fell upon my mother's mysterious and beautiful peach blossom valley, and I was delighted to find that the previously mere trickle of clear, slippery dew had gradually transformed into a flowing stream, gushing forth like a tide from her fully opened pink slit, exuding a fragrant aroma. 　　Amidst the lush, not-too-dense, fragrant grass, two pink, glistening petals parted slightly, the delicate buds proudly displaying their beauty and purity! Meanwhile, the tender, glistening clitoris, radiating vibrant light, peeked out from the valley, gradually swelling and becoming engorged with blood, its rosy hue as alluring as a pink pearl, yet translucent and captivating. 　　A sweet, dewy nectar continuously overflowed from this paradise, splashing and scattering among the petals and grass like fresh morning dew. It exuded a mesmerizing, seductive, and decadent aura. 　　My handsome face flushed, my body burned, and the most primal human desires surged within me, almost to the point of overflowing. A sudden, explosive surge of lust erupted from his mind, like molten lava. Unable to suppress his impulse , he parted his beautiful mother's slightly closed legs, took a deep breath, and restrained the surging desire within him. He thrust his already swollen and erect lower body forward, touching the slippery and moist petals of the beautiful woman's valley. His throbbing male desire ground up and down along the gap between the two tender red petals. A drop of crystal-clear, fragrant nectar overflowed from the pink and bright red flesh. Taking advantage of the slippery and moist spring water, his already erect lower body opened his mother's tender pink petals and thrust inside. The hot and hard male desire swelled and engorged with blood as it writhed and ground against the soft and moist walls of the flower chamber, filling his mother's entire heart. 　　Amidst waves of intense stimulation, my mother, under the dizzying, overwhelming pleasure, her ethereal beauty, like a fairy gasped and moaned, her shy and helpless cries echoing softly, "Mmm...mmm... uh..." 　　"Son, be gentle, Mother can't take it..." Her breathtakingly beautiful, mysterious, and captivating eyes were half-closed, her long, slightly upturned eyelashes trembling gently. A light sheen of sweat glistened on her smooth, firm 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 further aroused by my mother's alluring moans, my lower body throbbing with blood. I was consumed by a desire to conquer, to seek secrets in this paradise, oblivious to my mother's pleas for mercy. Instead, it fueled my primal lust, wildly fueling its rampant desire! 　　But my mother wasn't so incompetent; she was precisely trying to ignite her son's primal desires to the fullest extent, to allow me to release them completely, so that she could finally succeed! Therefore, she spared no effort, even disregarding the limits, to cater to her beloved son's rampage on her body and in her secret valley. 　　With my rapid thrusting, the intense stimulation and the mission I felt caused my mother to moan and pant softly, her slender waist swaying instinctively, seemingly welcoming yet resisting. 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 pinched by my mother's pink petals. In addition, my straightened thighs were pressed tightly against the skin of the beautiful woman's snow-white, jade-like thighs, the smooth and rounded touch so pleasurable that my pores opened up.

My penis slid in and out of my mother's small, tight "flower path." "Mmm...uh...mmm..."
My mother's cherry lips parted slightly, her cries were soft and melodious, her moans and gasps were wild. I used my fingers to dab the love juice that had already overflowed between my mother
's honey holes, and casually smeared it on the chrysanthemum buds of her jade buttocks and anus, gently massaging it, which further aroused my mother's desire.

My unusually large penis
gradually pushed the body and heart of this beautiful and charming mother beneath me towards that soul-stirring carnal climax. My elegant, beautiful, pure and moving noble fairy
mother's snow-white and smooth abdomen began to tremble and writhe, and gradually became shyly thrusting and welcoming...

My mother shyly discovered that the huge penis that was completely full and swollen in her tight "flower path" was penetrating
deeper and deeper into her vaginal walls... At this moment, my mother threw all shame aside, and only knew
to welcome me with all her might.

"No... ah... any more... and I'll... I'll... oh... die... die...
really... I can't take it anymore... please... have mercy on me!"

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

Her large, elastic breasts swayed up and down with each thrust of her hips
, making him dizzy. Seeing his penis constantly going in and out of that alluring hole
only heightened excitement.

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

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

Her soft, boneless, and delicate body convulsed uncontrollably
...The tender flesh of her vaginal walls clung tightly to the deeply inserted, thick penis, contracting and
squeezing uncontrollably.

"Ah..." My mother, a woman of unparalleled beauty, felt dizzy and her mind went blank.
A soft, alluring cry escaped her red lips as she reached the pinnacle of pleasure.

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

"How is it? Is it comfortable?" 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...
fuck...fuck...fuck me to death!" When my mother under me tried to say that word, I couldn't help but fuck her
hard a few times, making her change the word to "fuck me to death." As soon as she said that, I
felt a heat all over my body, my glans was 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...ooh...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 loved it when my mother screamed under my assault, because it was
so stimulating that I couldn't figure out what I really felt for her. But that kind of incestuous stimulation was
n't everyone could experience.

"Ooh...I can't take it anymore...I'm coming...it's really coming!" My mother cried out, her vagina tightened
, and a gush of heat poured onto my glans. Then, she collapsed weakly onto me. And because I was about to climax
, 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.

After a while, my mother finally reacted. Her vagina gradually loosened, and feeling her
release my penis, I thrust in harder.

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

"Mother, did you...orgasm just now?" I asked while fucking my mother.

"No...I didn't!" My mother dared not admit it. After the orgasm, she was much more lucid.
How could she admit it when I asked if she had reached orgasm? After all, she was a mother. How could she say she had reached orgasm under
her own son's big penis?

"No...your reaction just now was definitely like that!"

"No...okay...ah...you've already...ah...got it...please spare me!" After
the orgasm , my mother wanted to refuse my advances, but how could I stop?

"Okay...Mother, I haven't reached it yet!"

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

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

"No... good... ah... so beautiful... amazing... you're so amazing... my sister is about to be... ah
... fucked to death... mother... is about to be... fucked to death... no... what's going on... ah...
it's... it's coming again."

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

"Ah...no...it's coming...again!" After saying that, my mother
took , 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 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 her slender, fair skin and her beautifully curved
figure, I feel intoxicated by her beauty. I feel my heart pounding wildly, my mouth dry. The unbearable
desire in my heart is sometimes pure, sometimes alluring, sometimes like a naive girl, sometimes like a mature harlot. That beautiful
posture, her towering breasts, her plump buttocks, her slender waist like a water snake, makes my penis engorged and erect.

That day, my mother was bathing in the lake again. I couldn't help but walk closer. Facing the night breeze, she was breathtakingly
beautiful Her white dress fluttered in the wind, giving her a relaxed and graceful air. Her exquisite features seemed to be born of 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. She was like a goddess descending from heaven,
transforming the dark forest into a beautiful, serene 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 simple attire further highlighted her outstanding features. Her deep, unfathomable eyes, like the rising sun in the morning glow, maintained
a mysterious and serene tranquility.

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 aura, like a goddess descended from heaven.

Besides her original dignified beauty, she now possessed a mature and alluring charm. As she
breathed , the curves of her waist were breathtaking, drawing the eye to gaze upon them. A blush of shyness appeared on her face
, making her even more radiant, her eyes sparkling with autumn water, subtly alluring, soft and fragrant, captivating and mesmerizing.

Her clothes fell away piece by piece, until only her sexy bra remained. Her mature body was exquisitely curvaceous,
its firm yet soft lines 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 firmly against
her snow-white, translucent, jade-like skin.

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

Her lower abdomen is smooth, white, and soft; beneath her panties, her full, white mons pubis is slightly raised, and
below it, a bright red, smooth, and tightly closed plump, jade-colored slit conceals a glimpse of spring.

Her pair of snow-white, rounded, smooth, and beautifully long legs
have delicate , with a faint blue vein,
connecting gracefully to her slender, taut waist.

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

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 later," I thought to myself.

That night, while my mother slept, I quietly entered her room. At that moment, Xuehui was facing this
ordeal . Her beautiful and elegant vagina possessed a unique ability, naturally generating a suction force.
The internal energy of any man who had intercourse with her would be drawn into her body by this force. In fact, the last time I had
relations 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. Coupled with the effects of the aphrodisiac within her body, her body gradually
changed. She felt hot and weak all over, her breasts swelled, and a tingling, itchy sensation rose throughout her body
. Her eyes were filled with lustful desire, and the painful yet pleasurable demon of desire burned within her once more. Xuehui immediately pressed her tongue to her upper chin, focused her eyes and nose on her heart, and used
her supreme will to fight against and expel the lustful thoughts. How much more so for her most outstanding successor! But unlike the women of the past, she now had
a son.

I entered the room and softly called out, "Mother." Upon hearing my voice, my mother's mind was slightly distracted. A surging tide of desire
took the opportunity to surge forth, immediately overflowing and unstoppable. She tightly guarded the last bit of clarity in her heart, attempting to
resist it with the concentration she had cultivated in seclusion, preventing the lustful thoughts from controlling her. Her face showed pain due to the conflict.

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 would
drag her into an abyss, my mother trembled with fear. 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. She felt hot and weak all over, her breasts swelled, and a tingling, itchy sensation rose throughout her body. Her eyes were filled with lustful desire, and the painful yet pleasurable burning desire ignited within her once more. She immediately pressed her tongue against her chin, focused her eyes and nose on her heart, and resisted with unwavering willpower.

Her mind wavered slightly, and a surging tide of desire surged forth, unstoppable and overwhelming. She desperately guarded
the last , attempting to resist with the willpower of her cultivation, refusing to let lust control her
. Pain etched on her face by this internal conflict.

The man's unique scent wafted over, and the beautiful, elegant mother felt as if struck by lightning. Her last shred of reason was about to
be swallowed by lust. If it were any other man, she could use this final moment of clarity to kill the treacherous
man

and preserve her purity and sanctity. But this was her dearest 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 with abandon.

My mother's eyes were filled with a melancholy look. Her tongue intertwined with mine in her cherry-like mouth. The pain from before
vanished, replaced by boundless excitement. We sucked on each other, our lips pressed together in a passionate kiss,
sucking, licking, and holding, exchanging saliva as if each other's saliva contained the love between mother and child.

"Mmm..." My mother's red lips and tongue were both occupied. "Ah..." Her breathing became rapid,
and she desperately tried to pull her mouth away. Her body trembled violently, and a
sobbing . Her reserved body was collapsing in shame, giving up resistance. Her eyes were tightly closed, her beautiful eyelashes
trembling slightly. My mother parted her cherry-like lips slightly and slowly extended her small tongue.

I touched the tip of her tongue with the tip of my own 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, her clothes
were soaked. In order to keep her 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 naturally pure, 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. Now, seeing my mother's half-naked body, her porcelain-smooth back,
her delicate white hands like snowflakes, her slender waist that seemed too delicate to be grasped, the moon-white bodice covering her full breasts,
the two rosy nipples faintly visible, occasionally revealing endless spring light from the edge of the bodice, her full and snow-white breasts
faintly visible , the white silk underpants embroidered with elegant and beautiful flowers, the most alluring
curve of her mons pubis was fully presented in the small area because of the well-tailored underpants, the mysterious white light below could be slightly seen through the semi-transparent silk fabric, I felt
an inexplicable impulse, and my penis became erect.

The cool sensation on her exposed skin brought her back to her senses. Seeing herself half-
naked , 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 thin knots of her bodice around her neck, waist, and back.

My mother tried to stop me, but a surge of heat from where my son had touched her body made her feel
weak and about to collapse. I quickly supported her waist and pulled her into my arms. At that moment, the knots were untied, and
the bodice fell loose. In her panic, my mother made a last-ditch effort, pressing herself against my chest, letting the loose bodice dangle
between her breasts to conceal her proud, jade-like mounds.

At that moment, I felt my mother's body was soft and warm. I pulled her away, and
the bodice fell to the ground, instantly exposing her rarely exposed, fair body to the bright sunlight. Her two firm,
tender breasts stood erect, their perfectly proportioned shape exuding a symmetrical beauty. The pale pink areolas were alluring, and
the slightly erect nipples were tempting. Her flat abdomen was adorned with a charming, small navel, making my
blood boil.

My hands nervously reached for my mother's underpants. My mother, even more nervous, trembled, but all her strength seemed to
have sprouted wings, and even raising her hands was as difficult as climbing to heaven.

The 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 immediately 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 both color 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, upright breasts, pale pink nipples like flower buds, the tenderness of her breasts , the curve of her waist, and the small, beautifully recessed 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 tightly closed like . 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. I felt their soft warmth, an indescribable comfort. My left hand climbed further up to her nipples, gently kneading them. The beautiful pink areolas, though not yet touched, were already round and plump . Remembering my childhood experience of breastfeeding, I took her right breast into my mouth and lowered my head to suckle, making a soft slurping sound. I would occasionally bite her breast with my teeth and lick her nipple 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 gentle and intelligent mother 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, revealing 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 caused her to lose all reason, from her curly black hair to her mature and full waist, all of which swayed...

I started to move.

My right hand was also busy, tracing along her glossy black hair, down her soft, smooth, and firm
back, extending to her firm thighs and rounded buttocks, moving and gently caressing her like a skilled
veteran in the flower garden. Occasionally, like a curious child, I would tentatively slip into the crevice between her snow-white buttocks, carefully exploring
the woman's most mysterious triangle. Before long, I found a patch of soft, slightly curved hair, and
began to caress my mother's petals along it.

As my hand rubbed my mother's sacred private parts and elegant breasts, she suddenly felt a surge of
excitement and pleasure she had never felt before. Two blushes, shyly concealing her feelings, rose to her cheeks, and her clever eyes revealed a seductive, shimmering light. Her beloved
son was so close to her body, and a wonderful fantasy welled up from the bottom of her heart. Instead of rejecting her son's impudence,
she felt a little expectant. Being attacked in two of the woman's most sensitive areas at the same time made Xuehui's body gradually heat up, with an
indescribable itching sensation spreading throughout her lower body.

I slowly pried open the two tightly closed, bright 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 pause 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 and comfort.

As my fingers broke through the flesh and touched the most sensitive part, my mother felt an unbearable anxiety and
fear for her own sensitivity. She cried out in her heart, "No! No matter how much I'm burning with desire, I can't
show this 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 filled her
with immense shame, yet another feeling of fullness and richness clearly traveled from her body to her brain. Although
she, by nature chaste, forced herself not to make a sound, waves of pleasure surged as my fingers became fully
intertwined with hers. My fingers, inserted into her petals, swirled like a stirring rod, as if propelling her
to the heavens. Her petals, opening in the wetness, shamelessly and wantonly clamped down on the unreasonable intruder, and she couldn't help
but let out a soft, wanton "Ah!" before momentarily losing consciousness.

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 wet
, slurping sounds rhythmically matched my probing, repeatedly shattering her dignity. 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 increasingly blurred. I saw her vulva, originally
pale pink and tightly closed, finally opening outwards. The raised petals emitted a bewitching glow,
and the flowing fluid had already soaked her entire thighs and the sheets, creating an indescribably lewd scene.

The stimulation of my fingers abruptly ended, and the swelling pleasure ceased. An overwhelming
emotion swirled within me. My mother, regaining her senses, opened her eyes and was shocked to see a steaming, mushroom-
shaped penis, six or seven inches long, standing before her. Its eyes were wide open, veins throbbing on the shaft, 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.

Her face showed surprise and embarrassment, making her appear even more delicate and pitiful. A surge of conquering
pleasure rose within me; I wanted to further ravage and defile this saintly woman before me. I quickly asked, "Mother, what should I
do next to make you happy?"

Hearing this question, my mother felt ashamed and contemplated suicide, but the lust within her tempted her, telling her that she
had not yet tasted the most wonderful pleasure in the world.
She could .

My mother blushed, extremely embarrassed and ashamed, and stammered, "Son...you put that thing...into my
..."

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 untainted by worldly desires
. Now, however, she was consumed by lust, and the shame of a young woman returned instantly. She could no longer utter the words she wanted to say, and
could only offer 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 consumed by lust.

I exerted force, pulling my mother's slender legs...

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