[Overseas Mother and Child Series 004 - Only Bad Children Get Their Mothers' Kiss] (Chapter 1)

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Chapter 1

My parents bought me a new computer, which I was supposed to use to finish my university thesis. Instead, I was

watching pornographic videos—two blonde beauties playing with each other's sexy bodies. I thought I had

closed the bedroom door, but I hadn't. Just as I was about to ejaculate, the door suddenly opened. After watching porn for over

an hour and masturbating for ages, I couldn't stop; I was on the verge of ejaculation. I

wanted to release my pent-up desire, but my mother came in without knocking.

Clearly, I underestimated the impact of ejaculation and couldn't stop my mother from seeing this embarrassing scene. The first spurt of

semen shot out from my penis, hitting the new monitor and dripping onto the keyboard, leaving a long

trail , flowing onto my

hand as I was about to pick up the mouse to close the porn.

"David! What are you doing!" my mother yelled at me.

Shock and excitement left me speechless. The pent-up desire was finally released—it was so exhilarating!

My frantic attempts to cover myself were almost laughable.

"Uh...oh...ah!" I stammered, trying to answer while wiping the semen off the monitor.

"My God, look at the mess you've made. I've never seen so much...so much semen."

My mother stood by my desk, staring at the white, sticky substance sprayed everywhere, stammering.

I looked up and saw her embarrassed face; she was staring at my exposed penis. I was worried about cleaning it up,

not covering it.

"Oh, my God...you've grown so much..." she said, trying to turn her head away, but

reluctantly .

"Mom! Please leave! And remember to knock next time!" I complained loudly.

She finally looked away from my penis, staring at me and saying, "Young man, we need to

talk this over. Clean yourself up first!"

She left my bedroom, closing the door behind her. I plopped down in a chair, shaking my head helplessly.

My mom had seen me masturbating, and I'd even ejaculated—how embarrassing! Her behavior and the way she

looked were so strange. I pulled my underwear off my now-shrunken penis, cleaned off the sticky fluid, and needed to

take a shower. I quietly left my bedroom and tiptoed towards the bathroom. The bathroom door was ajar,

and the light was still on. I could see my mom in the mirror; she was leaning against the sink, her hands inside

her underwear, caressing something. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

Did she see me masturbating and want some too? Why hadn't she locked the door? This

seriously aroused me, instantly making my already ejaculated penis erect again. I didn't watch for long before returning to

my bedroom. I considered going back to peek at her masturbating again; maybe something more intimate would happen, but it might also

get me into bigger trouble. Otherwise, I'd have to find a place to live myself, but where can I find a place that's rent-free,

has free meals, and is close to school? There's no place like that. But after what happened, it seems

I really have to move out.

But why would Mom masturbate? She has Dad, doesn't he satisfy her? These thoughts make me feel

guilty, and thinking about my parents having sex makes me ashamed, even though my mom is so sexy. I know

many of friends come to my house just to see my mom, not really to play with me. I've always known my mom

has a hot body, but to me, she's just my mom. Watching her masturbate, while exciting, is

why I left so quickly. I shouldn't be agitated by my own mother, even though she was masturbating.

On my way back to my bedroom, I stopped, opened the closet, grabbed a towel, and wiped myself clean.

I swear, the moment I entered the bedroom, I heard my mom scream. I think she orgasmed. I

can't believe what happened. Imagining what my mom was doing, my penis immediately

became rock hard, like it had taken Viagra. I went into the bedroom, closed the door, and quietly wiped the semen off the computer desk. My

penis was still hard, throbbing slightly, and the image of my mother masturbating in the bathroom kept flashing through my mind. Her

eyes were closed, her hands frantically grinding her genitals, her large, full breasts pressed against the mirror. This scene

kept replaying in my mind; her face was filled with pleasure, her hands thrusting in and out of that mysterious flesh, her whole body

trembling with excitement. Damn it, I can't think about it anymore!

Just as I was savoring the lewd scene I'd seen in the bathroom, there was a knock on my bedroom door, startling me so much

I jumped up .

I quickly covered my erect penis with a piece of clothing and said, "Come in.

" "Are you done cleaning up, son?" my mother asked.

"Yes, Mom, come in."

She opened the door, her face still flushed, and I smiled knowingly. She looked at the towel on my body and

took a deep breath. Then she came in and sat on my bed.

"Your dad and I didn't buy this computer for you to watch porn and masturbate. We bought it so you can study well in

college ."

"I know, I just..."

"Sexual urges? Okay, I know boys your age feel that way. You're full of energy,

I won't blame you. I should have knocked first, I'm sorry."

"So, Mom, you're not angry with me?"

"No, David, I'm not angry," Mom said, glancing at the towel on my body.

I scanned her body and was surprised to find that her nipples were hard, pressing against her clothes. I

was sure she was looking at me, staring at the semen on the towel, which had clearly aroused her body.

"What's wrong, Mom?" I asked, seeing her face turn red again.

"Nothing, baby... it's just..." She suddenly stopped.

"Just what?"

"I really shouldn't have told you these things... but your dad... well, he doesn't want to..." She

stopped again.

"Dad doesn't want to have sex? Right?"

She looked at me as if I had said something terrible.

"You absolutely mustn't tell him these things. You know he's much older than me, and his health

is be."

"Oh, okay...it's really sad." I really didn't know what to say.

She continued rambling, "I don't even know how long this has been going on, but I have needs too."

I started to feel a little uncomfortable, wondering what else she was going to say. I remained silent, unsure of

what to say, perhaps my attitude was encouraging her to keep going. My penis was still throbbing, and I really wished my

clothes could cover it up.

"I didn't know what to do until I barged into your bedroom and saw what just happened...you

have sexual urges, and so do I. Women come later than men, and I'm at the age where I'm at my most virile. I hope

we can 'help' each other, which sounds a bit strange."

Hearing her words, I almost fainted, and she clearly saw my expression. It was so

shocking; she continued talking before I could even speak. I hoped she would stop immediately, as if she

hadn't said anything, but she kept going on and on. My penis was throbbing in my pants, and reason and

lust were fiercely battling in my mind.

"What I mean is, you can do what you want, it's human nature, but you'd better not use that computer

. If you want to let loose, I can help you. I'll help you, and you should help me. I mean,

I can teach you some things," she said, pausing for a long time before continuing, "Up until now,

you haven't said anything… Did I really say something wrong?"

She waited for my answer, but what answer could I give her at this moment? I knew I had to say something.

My heart pounded, my penis throbbed, and I gave my answer, though it came from my penis,

not my brain.

"To be more specific, what do you mean by 'helping' each other?" I was surprised at myself for saying

such a thing.

"Well, I can help you do what you've already done, which means, I can help you masturbate with my hand, and I

can tell you what I like."

"So, you're just giving me a handjob, right? Nothing else?" I felt like I was going crazy.

"Uh, that depends on you... We can try this first and see how it feels. David, you know

where a woman's clitoris is, right?"

"Uh, I know, Mom, I'm not a virgin anymore."

"Of course, I'm sorry I haven't talked to you about these things before, I've always taught your dad and the school

how to do it. I'll teach you how to caress my clitoris, how to insert your fingers into my vagina, and I can even give you

a handjob . I don't need you to give me an answer right away, your dad will be home soon.

We can discuss it properly after you get home from school tomorrow. What do you think?"

I should have said no, I really didn't want to get involved with this kind of thing, but my penis was

throbbing violently, and my heart was pounding, so I nodded and mumbled, "Sounds good, let

's talk about ." Then she got up from my bed, gently patted my knee, and left my bedroom again.

If there are times in my life that feel like an abnormal dream, this is it. I was so surprised that

I didn't know how to act, how to think, or even want to move. I sat there blankly, my mind

a jumbled mess, my penis still throbbing. My mother, my mother! Just

now, she actually suggested we satisfy each other's sexual desires! This deserves severe condemnation, but the most

unbelievable thing is, I'm actually starting to seriously consider her suggestion!

*****

The next day at school, I couldn't concentrate on my major classes at all; I didn't even know

what the teacher was saying on the podium. Everything my mother had said the day before kept replaying in my mind, and the scene of having dinner with my father that evening—

her composure, how calm she was. I couldn't believe she had said those things to me so recently. She didn't mention at all

that she had caught me watching porn; the whole meal was as uneventful as usual. I'm not their only

child; I have a half-sister, but I rarely see her. She's quite old, almost

the same age as my mother, which is probably why I rarely see her.

I only slept a few hours, thinking about how to talk to my mother, weighing the pros and cons of her suggestion. Ultimately, I

decided it was just masturbation for her, and it wouldn't harm either of us, especially since my dad couldn't solve

my mom 's problem anymore.

Before I even parked the car in the driveway and went inside, I had made up my mind. My mom was

drinking coffee in the living room. I threw my backpack on the stairs and walked towards her. She looked up at me, and I immediately

noticed her hairstyle and outfit were different from usual. Wearing a tight top and a super short skirt, she looked incredibly

alluring. Clearly, she had made a lot of effort, which only strengthened my resolve.

"How's school?"

"Fine, same as usual." I plopped down on a stool next to her.

"Did you learn anything new?"

"Honestly, no. I can't concentrate; I keep thinking about yesterday."

"I can tell you've been thinking about it. So what have you decided?"

Now, the topic was back on the table. I was actually hoping she would change her mind and not bring

it up again, as if she had said something wrong, but she didn't waver at all. Moreover, her makeup, her

hairstyle , and her clothes all clearly showed that she was serious. It was a crucial moment; one step

forward would be irreversible, forever altering the trajectory of my life.

"Yes, I've thought about it a lot, and I think it's worth a try, to see what happens. I mean,

we might soon find out that doing this would be wrong. But I also want you to be happy;

after all, Dad can't satisfy you, and I really want to help you."

"David, I'm so glad you decided to give it a try. You've removed a huge burden from my shoulders. I was originally

considering developing a relationship with a guy I met at the gym, but now it seems unnecessary."

"Uh, okay, that's one reason, I guess." I felt my penis already tenting in my pants

.

"Hmm, that's really good. So, are you sure you'll let me know when you feel like I'm giving you a handjob?

Don't be shy, we agreed, right?" She took a sip of her coffee, sealing the deal.

My penis was swollen and bulging in my pants, pressing against my underwear, unable to grow any larger. It was incredibly

uncomfortable, and I really wanted to move.

"And you? Do you come to me for help whenever you have desire?" I asked.

"Hehe, I think you need it more than I do, but I think I'll definitely

tell you when that happens," she said with a smile.

I couldn't hold back any longer, reaching out to grab my penis and adjusting it to its normal erect position, finally

feeling much better. At this moment, Mom obviously saw my movement and smiled brightly again.

"See, I told you so, just one conversation like this and you couldn't take it. Now, do you need

Mom 's help? I can help you release, so you can do some homework."

Hearing her words, a surge of stimulation rose from my penis, instantly sweeping through my body. My heart pounded

wildly , blood rushed to my brain, making me dizzy, and my penis throbbed incessantly in my pants. I

couldn't answer, and it seemed I didn't need to. She put down her cup, stood up, and walked to my side.

That was her attitude. But if I actually let her touch my penis, I would be doomed

. Nothing could stop her, or me. Right now, it was just talk, but soon we would enter a whole new

world.

She reached out and gently caressed my penis through my pants, and a strong stimulation surged through my body again. This

was the most intense pleasure I had ever experienced, and I knew it was all because of this woman, this utterly illicit love

that had captivated me. Now, this was everything to me.

"My God, David, you must have my bloodline, because your father was never this

big," she said lasciviously, her hand gently stroking my entire penis.

She gripped it harder, making me groan with excitement, my penis seemingly trying to push out of my underwear and

touch her hand. I was going crazy. Our experiment was almost taking me to a state of ecstasy. "Oh, that's great. Looks like you like it when I treat you like this. Mothers usually know what

their sons need ." 　　I looked at her again, and in my eyes, she was no longer my mother. How strange, this completely new, sexy middle-aged woman was no longer my mother; she was just a mature , and she knew what she was doing. Her clothes, makeup, and hairstyle had all been completely changed, and the biggest change was what she was doing now. Before she even unzipped my pants, I was already about to ejaculate. 　　"Come on, let me see. I need to undo these things first, so I don't make a mess of it." She said, as she unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. 　　I sat up from the stool, gently took off my shorts, and then my underwear, and immediately we were naked together. 　　"Oh my god, David, it's spectacular, so big and hard." Her hand grabbed my penis, and finally, flesh to flesh. 　　Her warm hand held my penis, making me tremble unconsciously with pleasure. She stood to my right, caressing me with her right hand, her eyes fixed on my throbbing, engorged penis. Her movements sent me into a frenzy of excitement, far more pleasurable than when I did it myself. 　　"This must feel really good, right? Your mother's way better at it. And I think I'm definitely more alluring than those women on your computer screen aren't I?" 　　I couldn't argue with her, only able to moan occasionally with each slow, powerful caress. Her technique was amazing ; I wondered where she'd learned it. Her large breasts were inches from my hand, tempting me to reach out and grab them. I reached out and cupped her right breast. Her reaction surprised me; it was as if she had n't had her breasts touched by a man in ages. Just a gentle touch was enough to melt her into desire, making her forget all about masturbating me. Her lips parted slightly, a wanton expression of satisfaction on her face. At this moment, she was no longer like my mother. As I kneaded her breasts harder, she moaned softly with excitement, begging me to touch more of her beautiful flesh. 　　"Oh, that's it, ah, baby, don't stop!" 　　I was so excited, so thrilled, I was about to climax. Her hands were rubbing my penis, the feeling was so wonderful, I was on the verge of ejaculating. I was still holding her breasts, my fingers kneading her erect nipples. With each movement, she would moan softly, her hands moving faster and faster, stimulating my testicles to tighten, as if continuing to release passion. 　　"I can't take it anymore, I'm going to cum!" 　　"Mmm, baby, cum for Mommy, hurry up, I'll clean up later." 　　The moment finally arrived, all the muscles in my body tensed, my penis swelled to its limit, and I uncontrollably ejaculated a lot of semen. I thought it would be a big gush, but in fact, it was spraying in different directions. Mom cheered happily, continuing to masturbate me, making me ejaculate a big gush on the ground. 　　"Ohhh, ahhh!" The pleasure continued to rise, I screamed with pleasure. 　　"That's it, good boy, cum for Mommy, cum more!" She masturbated me even harder, and I ejaculated a lot . 　　Yesterday I ejaculated a lot while masturbating, but today it was almost twice as much. Incredibly , because of Mom, I ejaculated so much semen. After we finished, the floor looked like someone had spilled a bottle of yogurt, it was all over the place. My buttocks were , and my legs felt weak. When I calmed down, I noticed Mom staring at me, licking her fingers lewdly, which were covered in my semen! 　　"I can tell we'll be doing this often. But letting you ejaculate so much isn't good for your health . Do you ejaculate this much every time?" she asked, ignoring my shocked expression, by which time she had already licked her fingers clean. 　　I hesitated for a moment before answering, "Uh, well, actually not that much, this was the most." 　　"That's amazing, David, really amazing." 　　My hand was still on her breasts, not letting go throughout the ejaculation. I gently pinched her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, making her moan again. 　　"Uh, that's great, do you want me to help now?" she asked. 　　"I'll do whatever you want."

"Of course I want it, I want it so badly. Seeing you ejaculate so much makes me so itchy." We left

that messy place, my underwear still on my ankles. Mom was now facing me, and I held her

two full breasts, gently caressing them. I'm 180cm now, and she goes

to the gym every morning to maintain an exceptionally perfect figure. I reached out and picked her up, gently placing her on the bar

counter. She giggled, her buttocks pressed against the cold granite surface. My hands caressed her

two smooth, snow-white thighs, slowly probing deeper into her skirt, almost making her lose herself. Her

breathing quickened, her whole body trembling slightly. She braced herself on the counter, slowly spreading her legs to make it easier for me to

explore inside.

Finally, I touched her underwear, which was completely soaked with her juices. Perhaps it was her family background that made her

so naturally wanton, able to produce so much juices so easily, her underwear was almost dripping wet. When my fingers

gently touched her plump labia, and then pressed up on the mysterious area where her clitoris was located, she

shook her head excitedly. I pressed harder, my fingers rubbing that sensitive area back and forth, making her cry out in

pleasure .

"I told you, I know where the clitoris is."

"Hmm, you weren't lying, it feels so good."

My other hand silently climbed up her breasts, her nipples already fully erect. I gently kneaded them,

while my other hand was busy inside her wet panties. This made her feel incredibly good, and she hummed happily. I

wanted to make her cry out even louder.

"Oh, David, it feels so good, harder... yes, touch Mommy's clitoris... harder, harder...

"

I let go completely, kneading her nipples hard up and down and side to side. Her excited body leaned against my hands,

her head tilted back, her eyes closed, savoring the pleasure. Immediately afterward, I noticed her legs

trembling slightly, and she kept telling me to continue.

"Ah, almost there, almost there... Oh, oh, ah, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to cum..."

Suddenly, I felt a large gush of vaginal fluid gushing out of her vagina, like a water balloon accumulating in her panties

and then bursting with a bang, the fluid surging and spraying onto my hands and the counter. She had squirted!

I never thought I could make her squirt, but the fact was right in front of me. She completely went berserk, screaming loudly, her body

twisting wildly on the counter. She gripped my arm tightly, her body grinding against my hand, hoping I could

penetrate deeper.

"Harder, harder, don't stop!" Mom shouted, still in the throes of a violent orgasm.

I shifted my gaze from her face to the pool of vaginal fluid between her legs. I had really made Mom squirt,

gushing out a large amount of vaginal fluid. She was still in the throes of orgasm, pushing my hand into her vagina. My fingers were almost

shoving into her vagina, my thumb pressing hard on her erect clitoris. Her vaginal fluid was incredibly sticky

and thick, making it clear to me that it wasn't urine. I was so excited, so incredibly proud, that I

didn't notice my penis, which had just ejaculated a large amount of semen, had quietly hardened again, pressing against the cold bar counter. Fingaling

my own mother had actually made my penis return to full strength within minutes. It was astonishing.

She gradually calmed down from her orgasm, releasing my arm, but still telling me not to stop what I was doing.

She lay down on the bar counter, while my fingers continued to thrust in and out of her wet vagina. My penis

was raging, I didn't know what was wrong with me, but I knew we had gone too far and couldn't stop.

I lifted her plump buttocks, took her off the bar counter, and gently placed her on the floor, letting her lie face down with her back to me.

I lifted her skirt, ripped off her soaking wet panties, leaving only one hanging on her leg, exposing her

pink, engorged vulva. It was completely shaved; it looked like she'd shaved me specifically that morning. Wow, so

beautiful! I'd never seen such a wet, plump vulva, so alluring!

Holding my penis, without asking her consent or uttering a sound, I pressed it against

the very passage through which I'd been born, slowly pushing it in. Mom cried out joyfully, her

eyes filled with tenderness and affection.

"That's it… fuck my little cunt, thrust your big cock in hard! Oh, so good,

so good, your cock is so big, so beautiful!" Mom shouted.

I'd never experienced anything like it; this was the wettest, hottest cunt I'd ever fucked. This hole seemed

a perfect match for my penis, its walls gripping it tightly. I placed myself on her back,

making her bend over a little more, and thrust into her vagina relentlessly, pushing deeper and deeper with each stroke. She

cried out in pleasure, her arms wrapped around her head, her full breasts swaying wildly with each thrust, so utterly lewd.

"Ah!! Good son, your cock is so big and hard! It's so wonderful, I haven't felt this way in so long

!"

I was still savoring the ecstasy she had given me, her delicate body, her honeyed hole, uncontrollably enveloping

my shaft, the sensation like being in paradise. How many kinds of vaginas are there? I thought they were all the same,

but I was completely wrong. My mother's skirt had slipped down, rubbing against my

penis as I thrust. Her panties, which I had pushed aside, swayed with my penis as I pulled it out,

so wet and sticky.

"So good, fuck your slutty mother hard with your big cock! Good son, give it to me, I want you!

I want you!" my mother cried out.

Her cheers spurred me on. I sped up, rising on my tiptoes for a better

position to fuck her, thrusting deeper and deeper. My mother's cunt trembled violently, and another gush of fluid

spurted out, spraying onto my penis and balls, and flowing down her long, smooth legs to the floor. She began to

moan unconsciously, just shouting and groaning. It seemed she was biting her lip or something;

I couldn't understand what she was saying, only that she had definitely reached another climax.

Her cunt became more and more unreal; I felt the harder I thrust, the more beautiful she became.

If it weren't for that ejaculation not long ago, I definitely wouldn't have lasted a minute. And now, I felt like I was about to ejaculate again

. I felt so helpless, completely surrendered to her body, becoming her slave. I knew she was my mother.

Mom, I didn't care about the consequences of pregnancy or incest. I didn't care about

anything .

"That's it, good son, fuck me, fuck me, don't stop! Keep fucking your slutty mother, just like that.

I want more, I want more!"

My calf muscles were aching from fucking my mother on tiptoe, but I didn't want to

disappoint her. I had never made a woman feel this good, reach so many orgasms in such a short time. She

was special. She was my mother, Dad's decorative wife, almost half his age. Did he really

not know how special she was? Did he really not experience this supreme pleasure with her? I

doubted it. If not, then she truly deserved it. I tried my best to last longer,

to bring her countless orgasms, until I could no longer control my ejaculation.

I focused on her and her joyful expression, thinking about what she wanted from me;

that was the only thing that kept me going. I caressed her smooth, snow-white skin, kneading her

firm , repeatedly parting her large, plump cheeks. I opened my long arms, embracing her, and

reached down to her crotch, playing with her clitoris. Soon, this extra intense stimulation, along with my deep

thrusts, brought her to the peak of desire once more. She seemed to be having trouble breathing, her chest heaving violently as she

gasped and cried out,

"Ah!!! Oh…! Good… good… so good!!!" she moaned, and I

smiled .

I continued to thrust forcefully, hoping her orgasm would last longer. Suddenly, I realized I hadn't

seen her exposed breasts yet, so I reached out to grab them, only to find she was still wearing a bra. This distraction

helped me regain some stamina. My hands busied themselves with her bra, trying to untie the straps under her tight top

. A moment later, they came loose, and she understood what I wanted to do. She

rose , and I lifted her shirt, pulling her bra off her head. I thrust her

forward, and she screamed, perhaps from the cold bar counter against her breasts. My hands

roamed , feeling the soft, tender flesh. Her nipples were erect, and my excitement surged. Her

perfect breasts were so alluring, firm and round, like hemispheres. I gently licked her sexy

back, my fingers tenderly kneading her delicate nipples, while forcefully thrusting my thick penis into

her wet, hot vagina, again and again, trying to bring her to another orgasm.

The sensation was too stimulating; I knew I couldn't bring her to another orgasm, and if I didn't stop and catch my breath

, I would ejaculate soon. But I still wanted to continue admiring her breasts, so I pulled out my penis,

turned her around, and leaned her against the bar counter. Her erect nipples proudly faced me, standing high on her

two round, full breasts. It was so tempting. I opened my mouth uncontrollably, marveling at the Creator's favoritism towards

my mother .

She stood before me, her legs trembling slightly from multiple orgasms. Only then did I realize how

sexy my mother was. Her bare breasts, the dark areolas, the super-short, tight skirt, the

long, flowing blonde hair, the rosy cheeks—everyone said I had a beautiful mother, but now I truly understood. My mother wasn't

just beautiful; she was a flawless, perfect woman.

My heart raced, my penis throbbed, covered in my mother's lustful fluids.

My lust was overwhelming, uncontrollable. I pulled over a stool and had her sit on it, facing me, so I

could freely admire my mother's perfect breasts. She leaned against the bar, and I lifted her legs, moving

forward . She grasped my rock-hard penis, guiding it into her

pink, wet opening, which I had already penetrated to the point of being unable to close. Her clitoris was swollen like a small bean, and as I entered, it was pulled and pressed against my

lower abdomen. When I entered my mother's tight vagina again, we both involuntarily let out

a . Then I slowly withdrew, unhurriedly, looking affectionately into my mother's clear, watery eyes

, and then instantly thrust into her body again, making her moan softly.

"Give it to me, good son, give it to me! Fuck me hard, fuck your slutty mother! I want you to cum inside me,

cum all over my breasts!" she cried.

I never expected my mother to talk like that, those words actually came out of her mouth, but

it was obvious that there were many things about her that I didn't know. I held her legs tightly, my eyes greedily staring at her

two trembling breasts, my lower body wildly thrusting into the depths of her body. My penis gradually

swelled , my testicles were already swollen, as if they were about to erupt the semen that had been accumulating inside. Imagining my milky

semen spraying onto my mother's snow-white breasts brought me to my limit. I no longer thought about controlling

my urge to ejaculate, wanting to bring her to another orgasm. The sensation was simply too wonderful; everything before my eyes was so perfect. Her

moans completely stimulated me, and within two minutes, I was on the verge of ejaculation.

"Baby, quick, shoot your semen onto Mommy, give Mommy all your milk!"

I quickly pulled my penis out of my mother's body, gripping my now much-swollen shaft, and rapidly masturbated

a few times. Then, I continuously ejaculated a large amount of thick semen from my urethra, splattering it all over my mother's snow-white body.

Most of it smeared onto her full breasts, while some drifted down to her smooth, flat abdomen, flowing all the way

to her bare vulva. Sigh, now it's my turn to tremble.

"Oh, David, you're amazing. I never knew you were so 'capable'."

"Looks like there are still a lot of little secrets between us, things neither of us knows." As I said this, I

shook my penis vigorously, spilling the last drop of semen onto her body.

"Indeed, I can't wait to explore." As I spoke, I traced the artwork I had left on her breasts with my fingers

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