The place to enter and exit

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The room was quiet, save for the sound of rain.
Zhang Suxin's body stopped trembling, and her breathing was no longer heavy. She didn't know what was wrong with her;
perhaps it was the alcohol that had triggered her lust for her son.
Zhang Suxin was deeply grateful that it was only a mild flare-up, because she had only held her son tightly, instead of stripping
him naked, taking out his cunt, and shoving it into her somewhat numb vagina.
She was also grateful that her son had behaved this time, unlike his unrestrained behavior at noon. This preserved her
purity and the relationship between mother and son.
However, she also felt a pang of resentment, resentment towards her son for being so well-behaved, for not tearing off her clothes and taking
her right there! That way, she wouldn't have to suffer the torment of lustful thoughts towards her son, even though that might bring
even more agonizing problems.
Zhang Suxin's nails dug into the muscles of her son's back, and Xiao Xing groaned softly in pain.
Zhang Suxin quickly let go and pushed her son away. She took a deep breath, lifted her face, and met her son's concerned
gaze.
"Mom, are you...are you feeling better?"
"Yes, I was a little dizzy just now, but I'm much better now."
Zhang Suxin brushed aside a strand of hair hanging in front of her eyes and answered her son softly.
"Mom, let me help you to the sofa."
Zhang Suxin suddenly felt annoyed and pushed her son's hand away.
"No need! Your mother isn't sick!"
Xiao Xing lowered his head and remained silent. He was also angry, angry at his own useless penis. His mother had clearly
thrown herself at him , yet his penis had turned against him.
However, he had never seen his mother so vulnerable before, and the shock was no less than when he
first . His heart was filled with love and pity for his mother, so how could his penis get hard?
Besides, how could he be sure if his mother's throwing herself at him had any other intentions?
Zhang Suxin sat down on the sofa, glancing down at her son standing beside her, feeling
guilty for inexplicably snapping at him. However, there were always little ways to express her remorse.
"Good son, Xiaoxing, go make Mom a cup of tea."
"Okay."
Seeing that his mother wasn't angry, Xiaoxing skipped off.
Zhang Suxin watched her son's retreating figure, a smile playing on her lips.
"My son is a piece of my flesh, how could I not cherish and try to please her? Even a cough from Mom makes
my heart tremble."
Xiaoxing carried the tea to his mother, kneeling on one knee.
"Mom, your tea."
Zhang Suxin smiled at her son and took the cup.
"Go, son, turn on the TV for Mom."
"Yes."
Xiaoxing turned on the Panasonic TV, holding the remote control.
"Mom, which channel do you want to watch?"
"Hmm, Mom's just watching randomly. Here, give me the remote."
Xiaoxing handed over the remote, then suddenly chuckled.
"Hey, what are you laughing at?"
Xiao Xing shook his head, remaining silent.
"Tell me, what are you laughing at? Tell me!"
Zhang Suxin was getting impatient and reached for her son's waistband. Xiao Xing clutched his waistband, suppressing a laugh.
"Mom, I'll tell you, I'll tell you, please let go of my hand."
Zhang Suxin released her grip and leaned back on the sofa: "Tell me quickly."
"Mom, the way you were acting just now," Xiao Xing cleared his throat, "like an empress dowager."
"Get lost."
Zhang Suxin raised her leg and kicked her son.
Xiao Xing could have dodged, but he stood there, deliberately taking the light kick from his mother. His eyes were fixed on her
two trembling, heaving breasts.
Zhang Suxin felt her son's gaze and felt a pang of embarrassment, about to raise her hand to cover her chest. Then she remembered that her
son had already pinched and looked at her in the kitchen at noon, so what was there to cover up?
She just bit her lower lip and glared at her son.
"Xiao Xing, go and clear the table."
"Yes...sir."
Zhang Suxin wasn't comfortable letting her son stare at her breasts all the time, and she was worried she might not be able to handle it, so
she sent him away.
After her son left, Zhang Suxin stared blankly at the television screen, her mind filled with the
ambiguous , as if separated by a layer as thin as gauze and as tough as leather.
"Ah...if I were to break through that layer, I wonder what it would be like inside?"
The thought made Zhang Suxin's head spin.
Xiao Xing washed the dishes and went into the living room to his mother's side. Zhang Suxin was lying on the sofa, asleep
.
It was still drizzling outside. Zhang Suxin rested her hands on her chest, breathing evenly, her chest rising and falling
slightly . Because her muscles were relaxed, Zhang Suxin looked older in her sleep.
Xiao Xing stood in front of his mother, looking her over, and only after confirming she was asleep did he shake his head.
"Mom really trusts me; I can even sleep like this."
He looked around, then went over and picked up the shirt his mother had taken off and tossed onto the bicycle.
Xiao Xing shook the shirt out; seeing it was dry, he gently covered his mother with it.
He then grabbed a palm-leaf fan and a small stool, sat down beside his mother, and gently fanned her.
At this moment, Xiao Xing seemed very innocent, even though his eyes were fixed on his mother's breasts and belly. Xiao Xing also
seemed very gentle, even though he was just an eighteen-year-old conman.
He didn't know how much time had passed when Zhang Suxin suddenly sat up, startling Xiao Xing so much that he fell to
the ground .
"Hey, where am I? Oh, son, why are you lying on the ground?"
Xiao Xing stood up, brushing the dust off his shorts.
"Mom, you're home. What's wrong? Had another nightmare?"
"No, oh, I just fell asleep without realizing it."
Zhang Suxin picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.
"Hmm, what time is it?"
"I don't know."
Both of them looked at the wall clock at the same time, their faces showing surprise.
It was only 9:30 PM.
"Hehe, Mom, you've only slept for half an hour, haven't you?"
"Oh, oh dear, I need to take a shower. Son, pull me up."
Xiao Xing pulled his mother up, and her shirt fell to the floor.
"Ouch."
Zhang Suxin picked up the shirt, smiling at her son.
"Did you put this on Mom?"
"Yes, I put it on you, son."
Xiaoxing looked at the shirt, then at his mother, and added, "I didn't do anything inappropriate to you."
"Tch, what do you mean by 'done anything inappropriately'? Mom didn't ask you that."
Zhang Suxin blushed instantly, raised her hand to hit her son, but then lowered it.
A woman's languid sleep combined with her shy expression is most captivating. Xiaoxing stared, mouth agape, dumbfounded.
"Son, Mom hasn't spoiled you for nothing."
Zhang Suxin ignored her son's gaze, happily pinching his cheek and shaking it.
"Hey, Mom..." Xiaoxing raised his hand to block his mother, "Don't treat me like a puppy."
"Hey, you are Mom's puppy, so what?" "
I wouldn't dare." Xiaoxing cupped his hands in a gesture of respect.
"I know you wouldn't dare."
Zhang Suxin tossed her head and went back into the house triumphantly. Seeing his mother looking like a hen that had just laid an egg, Xiao Xing
snorted irritably, sat down, crossed his legs, and kept changing channels with the remote control.
"Oh, why does it feel so stuffy in here?"
Zhang Suxin came to Xiao Xing's side with a change of clothes.
"Mom, with all the doors and windows closed, how can it not feel stuffy?"
"Uh, is it raining outside?"
"Yes, it's raining, a light drizzle like an old man taking a pee."
"Go away, don't be so vulgar. Hey, if there's no wind, just open all the windows and draw the curtains
."
"Okay, I'll go."
When Xiao Xing returned after opening the window, Zhang Suxin was already washing in the bathroom. Xiao Xing tiptoed to the bathroom
door, pressed his ear to it, and listened. He could hear the sound of running water and Zhang Suxin's indistinct singing.
"Hmph, what's wrong with her mood? Women are so unpredictable."
Xiao Xing pursed his lips, quietly returned to the living room, and sat on the sofa, staring blankly at the TV.
"Sigh, if only I had sneaked my hand into Mom's pants while she was asleep. But what if she woke up? Oh well,
if wakes up, so be it. I'm her son,
what's wrong with touching the place where I was born? What a pity..."
Xiao Xing got more and more excited as he thought about it, scratching his ears and cheeks.
"What if I had pulled down her pants when she hugged me after dinner? Hehe, she was breathing
so heavily while hugging me, she must have been horny. But if she was horny, why didn't she take my dick out herself?"
"Oh my, you little rascal, you really want to fuck Mom. Humph, so what if I fuck her? What's the big deal
? It's better than Mom cheating on me. Hehe, isn't it perfect for her son to pluck Mom's red apricot
?"
Xiao Xing's lewdness was on full display, and a large tent had already formed in his crotch.
"But even if I want to fuck, I have to wait for Mom to say so. I need to hold
back ."
Zhang Suxin was restless in the bathroom, biting her lip and squinting,
posing provocatively in front of the mirror, her breasts trembling .
"My darling, isn't Mom's body beautiful? Humph, don't think I don't know what you're up to. You're
like a mouse seeing oil when you see Mom's breasts."
Zhang Suxin turned around, staring at her round, plump buttocks in the mirror. "You little rascal, you
only scratched Mom's butt crack a few times, and Mom's already wet. How did you grow those fingers?"
"Just say the word, and all of Mom's beautiful flesh is yours. Mom will give it all to you. Hmm, you're flesh that Mom
gave , and you're back in Mom's body, so what's wrong with that?"
Zhang Suxin's face flushed deeper, and her body began to tremble.
"My son, say something! I won't beg you. Don't miss this opportunity."
This is ridiculous! One mother won't act unless the son speaks, and the other won't even open his genitals unless the son agrees. How can
this play continue?
The lights in the living room suddenly went out, leaving only a dim ceiling light.
A public service announcement was playing on TV, with Liu Huan belting out something like, "If the heart is there, the dream is there, there is still true love in
the world ..." Xiao Xing, lost in thought with his eyes closed, didn't notice Zhang Suxin turning off the light and
appearing beside him like a ghost.
Zhang Suxin stared at her son's erection, her eyes almost watering. Her heart pounded like a drum, her throat felt like
it was on fire, and she swallowed hard.
Xiao Xing was startled awake, jumping up from the sofa, which startled Zhang Suxin.
"Wow! Mom, you look like a vixen, popping up out of nowhere!"
"Bullshit! Is that how you describe your mother?"
Zhang Suxin was a little embarrassed and angry when her son compared her to a vixen, and she clutched her heart
.
"You little rascal, you startled me. Oh dear, my heart is beating so fast."
"Really? Mom, let me feel it."
Xiao Xing, hearing his mother say her heart was beating so fast, rushed to her side and reached for Zhang Suxin's chest.
"Get out of my way."
Zhang Suxin pushed her son's hand away and sat down on the sofa.
She was wearing a white t-shirt, and underneath she was only wearing underwear. Her breasts, free from
the restraint of a bra, parted to the sides like the character "八" (eight), pushing the t-shirt high.
The t-shirt was wide and long, the hem reaching her knees, like a little nightgown. Zhang Suxin sat
down on the sofa , her t-shirt folded at the waist and the hem pulled up, revealing half of her fair thigh.
Xiao Xing had seen his mother dressed like this before, but things were different now; his mindset had changed,
and so did his feelings. He swallowed hard, just like his mother had done earlier.
"Mom, drink some water, it'll make you feel better."
Zhang Suxin took the teacup, took a few sips, glanced at her son, and smiled sweetly.
"Sit down, why are you standing?"
Xiao Xing looked at his mother's eyes, which seemed to gleam with a faint blue light, and felt his heart pounding in
his throat. He plopped down next to his mother, stretched, and
lightly bumped Zhang Suxin's breast with his elbow.
"Ouch,"
Zhang Suxin frowned and groaned.
"Ouch, Mom, did I hurt you? Let me see."
Xiao Xing, quick as a flash, grabbed his mother's breast before she could reach it.
"Mmm...mmm, you're going to kill me..."
Zhang Suxin's voice was as sweet as honey, and she slapped her son's shoulder several times,
ignoring Xiao Xing's hand that was gripping her breast.
Despite Xiao Xing's grimace, he was secretly delighted. Not because he'd grabbed her breast again,
but because he'd been hit by his mother.
"Mom hit me pretty hard, but she didn't pry my hand off her breast. This...this...her intentions
are as obvious as a bald man's head. What am I waiting for?"
Thinking this, the boy's lust flared up. Without thinking, he released his mother's
breast, slipped his hand under Zhang Suxin's t-shirt, and reached for the place where he'd been born.
The sudden, direct attack from her son startled Zhang Suxin, and she straightened
her back .
She was truly exasperated. She smacked her son's head a few times with her right hand, then grabbed his hand, which was about to reach for
the moon , and pulled it out forcefully.
"You little brat, no manners! Are you trying to kill yourself?!"
Xiao Xing's head was spinning from his mother's smacking; his hand hadn't even touched the hair before it was pulled out. Feeling
embarrassed, he bent over, trying to crawl under the sofa.
Zhang Suxin grabbed Xiao Xing by the back of the neck and pulled him back onto the sofa.
"You little rascal, where do you think you're going?"
Xiao Xing was quite capable; he pinched his thigh hard, and the man immediately
escaped .
"Hehehe, Mom, my hand is a little cramped, please don't blame me."
"Cramped, you brat, you really know how to find a cramped spot!"
Zhang Suxin's anger rose and fell quickly, but she couldn't help but taunt her son.
Xiao Xing forced a smile but didn't speak. Zhang Suxin didn't tease her son anymore and kept quiet.
Three minutes had passed, and neither of them spoke; the atmosphere was quite tense.
Zhang Suxin glanced sideways at her son, who was engrossed in watching TV, and felt a surge of anger.
Half of that anger was directed at herself, and half at her son.
"Zhang Suxin, what's wrong with you now? If our son wants to touch that piece of flesh, just let him. Didn't you already expect him to
touch it? Why are you reacting like this? Sigh, after being scared like that, I'm afraid he won't..."
"You little rascal, you too, how can you be so impulsive? You scared your mother half to death. Hmm, if you
do this again, Mom won't give it to you."
Zhang Suxin imagined her son begging her to fuck him in bed, and her face flushed.
Although Xiao Xing seemed engrossed in watching TV like he was watching a beautiful woman's crotch, his mind wasn't on the TV; he
was angry just like his mother. However, all his anger was directed at himself.
"Idiot! Moron! Stupid donkey! Fool! You potato-headed idiot..."
Xiao Xing basically used every word that describes someone as stupid on himself.
"You've been rolling around on a woman's belly for nothing, how can you be so impatient? Women are supposed to be
gentle and slow, do you think your mother is a lovesick fool? You have to take it step by step, step by step! Understand?"
Xiao Xing glanced at his mother and saw that she was staring at the TV like she was staring at a diamond. Her face was flushed, and
he felt that there was still hope.
"Hehe, it seems that Mom is not really angry. That's true, she has already let me kiss and touch her breasts,
what's wrong with touching her cunt? She must just be putting on an act because she can't keep her face straight. Hehehe, there's hope,
there's hope ."
Xiao Xing thought to himself happily and turned to his mother.
"Mom..."
Hey, is this kid even a man? Why is he calling her so sweetly?
"Hmm?"
Zhang Suxin's heart skipped a beat when she heard her son's tender voice, and she turned her face away.
Seeing his mother turn back, Xiao Xing quickly put on a smile.
"Hehehehe..."
"Tch, you rascal."
Zhang Suxin was slightly out of breath seeing her son's lewd laughter, feeling a surge of heat
gathering .
"Mom..."
Xiao Xing moved closer to his mother, about to put his arm around her waist, but then sensed something was wrong and
withdrew his hand.
"Huh, why is it so dark? Oh, the light bulb burned out."
"I turned it off. Pah, you only just realized?"
Zhang Suxin spat at her son and moved closer to him as well.
"Ah, I didn't notice, I didn't notice."
Xiao Xing said, reaching out again to put his arm around his mother's waist.
Zhang Suxin remained expressionless, subtly straightening her back, and Xiao Xing's hand firmly encircled her
waist. Zhang Suxin also leaned her head on her son's shoulder.
Xiao Xing was already half a head taller than his mother, and with Zhang Suxin leaning on his shoulder, the boy looked down at her,
his eyes like needles piercing her breasts.
Unfortunately, Zhang Suxin was wearing a round neck t-shirt instead of a V-neck, so even with Xiao Xing's sharp eyes, he couldn't see
through to get a full view.
"Hey, Mom, how about we get that Matrix thing to watch?"
Xiao Xing hugged his mother, having just learned his lesson, he didn't dare to make any more rash moves. But he didn't know what to say. Then
he remembered the DVD, thinking he might as well watch it first before making any decisions.
Zhang Suxin didn't want to watch anything about Matrix, not even if it was starring the Jade Emperor. She just wanted to sit
there , her son's arm around her waist, her head resting on his strong shoulder.
But she didn't want to refuse her son's offer, so she nodded.
"Okay, let's get it to watch."
Xiao Xing released his mother, jumped up, grabbed the DVD, opened the VCD tray, and inserted a disc. He returned to
his mother's side and naturally put his arm around her waist.
Zhang Suxin not only rested her head on her son's shoulder again, but also placed her hand on his chest.
On the television screen, a short-haired woman in a black leather outfit jumped up, striking a pose like a roc spreading its wings.
Then the scene paused, the camera rotated 180 degrees, and the woman kicked out, sending the policeman flying like a bag of trash
.
"Wow…"
Xiao Xing and Zhang Suxin exclaimed simultaneously, their eyes wide.
A nearby policeman, terrified, drew his pistol and fired wildly. The woman actually circled the wall, dodging
the bullets, and jumped down, about to make a move, when suddenly the screen went black, and nothing could be seen anymore.
The image flickered a few times before resuming, but the content was drastically different from before. On the screen,
a black and a white foreign man and woman, both shirtless, were kissing passionately.
"Wow, what's with this?"
Xiao Xing's mouth dropped open, his jaw almost falling to the ground, his eyes wide with shock.
Zhang Suxin just let out a soft sigh, showing little reaction. She had assumed the video was supposed to be like this, even though it
didn't connect with the original plot.
The camera zoomed in, giving a close-up of the couple's kissing mouth. Their tongues were constantly
teasing, licking, and intertwining, their mouths covered in saliva.
Zhang Suxin blushed, her eyes reddening. She thought to herself, "Foreigners are really open-minded; they even
film kissing so closely." She wondered what it would be like to tease her son's tongue like that.
Xiao Xing, however, remained unfazed. He had seen many such scenes, and having slept with women, he was confident that his
tongue was no less powerful than that of the black foreigner on TV.
The camera pulled back, moved down, moved, moved, until it stopped when the white woman was holding a black tube
.
Zhang Suxin was puzzled, wondering where this woman got a black tube and what she was doing with it. She looked closely and realized
it wasn't a black tube at all; it was the black foreigner's penis.
Zhang Suxin understood. Her mind went blank, a thousand sparks flew, and her vision blurred.
This woman had never watched porn, but she had heard of it and knew that such vulgar things existed. She never
imagined she was watching such a film, especially with her son. And it was
her son who had brought her this vulgar film.
"How could you buy such a film to watch? It's so shameful!"
Zhang Suxin was both shocked and ashamed, scolding her son slowly, but her eyes never left the screen.
"Mom, I'm innocent! How was I supposed to know it would be like this? I bought it at a street stall."
The DVD wasn't bought by Xiaoxing at any street stall; he borrowed it from a female hooligan. However,
he was busy serving those female hooligans during that time and completely forgot to watch it.
"Tsk, how disgusting, turn it off quickly."
Zhang Suxin muttered, feeling her body go weak and her lower abdomen getting hotter and hotter. She kept telling her son to
turn off the DVD, but her eyes were glued to the screen without blinking.
Xiao Xing was about to turn it off when a thought struck him. He looked down at his mother, who was leaning against him like a mother cat, and an idea
popped into his penis.
"Mom..."
Xiao Xing called his mother softly, his left hand, which was around his mother's waist, slowly moving towards her breasts.
Zhang Suxin responded lazily, her two round knees together, and her hand on her son's chest
gently stroking the firm muscles.
"It's been sitting there for so long, why turn it off? You're an experienced woman, what's there to be afraid of? Just
think of it as a sex education lesson. Besides, the whole country is promoting sex education these days, so tonight, I
'll give you a little lesson. Mom, look!"
Did she even need to tell Zhang Suxin to watch? Her eyes hadn't left the TV screen.
At that moment, the white woman on the screen opened her mouth wide and took the black man's penis into her mouth. Zhang Suxin saw it, and her
mind exploded again.
Her mind was a mess, and she felt her body enveloped by that warm, soft, sticky feeling from that afternoon.
"I'm getting horny,"
the words popped into Zhang Suxin's head, and her voluptuous body went even softer.
"Oh my, you can suck that penis? That's new, really new."
That rascal Xiao Xing was pretending to be stupid again, making a big fuss.
"Mom, you sucked on my dick head this morning too."
Zhang Suxin's lust was surging, and hearing her son's words, the tide of lust surged like waves
. She trembled, trying to control herself.
"Pah, you little beast, stop talking, stop talking."
Xiao Xing looked at his mother's lustful appearance and felt very smug. He thought, "Won't you ask me
to fuck you tonight?" His hand quickly reached for his mother's breasts and grabbed them full.
One of Zhang Suxin's breasts fell into her son's hand, which saved her from a great crisis. Her breasts had been burning with lust and
were swollen and itchy. Her son's tight squeeze brought her a lot of relief.
In the scene, the limp penis, under the woman's mouth service, finally got erect, and it looked frighteningly long.
Xiao Xing curled his lip, somewhat disdainful.
"Hmph, what is that? It's long, but not hard enough. It's nowhere near as hard as ours, and it
can't compare to mine."
Zhang Suxin was mesmerized by the long, black penis on TV. She vaguely heard her son speaking
, but couldn't make out what he was saying. She looked up, panting, at her son.
"Mmm...mmm...my son, you...what...what did you say?"
Xiao Xing looked at his mother's eyes, which were half-blinded by lust, swallowed hard, and quickened
the movement .
"Mom, I'm saying that the black foreigner's penis isn't as hard as your son's. Look."
As he spoke, Xiao Xing pulled down his pants with some effort, and his thick, erect penis sprang out, swaying back and forth
.
"Look, how hard it is! It's so hard when you tap it."
Zhang Suxin's eyes had been bloodshot since she saw her son's penis pop out, making it difficult for her to see clearly.
"Mom, feel it, see if it's rock hard."
Xiao Xing went even further, taking his mother's hand and placing it on his penis.
Zhang Suxin shuddered violently the moment her fingers touched her son's thick, hot member, and abruptly
pulled her hand back.
"Hey, why did you pull your hand back? Mom, feel it."
Her son took her hand again and placed it on his penis, but this time, his slender, white fingers
gripped it firmly, refusing to let go.
Zhang Suxin bit her bright red lower lip, her eyes narrowed as if she were asleep, her face flushed. She secretly
squeezed his penis, finding it incredibly hard. She moved her hand to measure its length, then let out a soft moan, her
body softening further, her hand slowly stroking his penis.
"Hoo..."
Xiao Xing tilted his head back, staring at the ceiling, and let out a long breath. Then he lowered his head and looked at his mother's
hand that was constantly stroking his penis.
"Mom, you're really good, it feels so good to touch your son."
Zhang Suxin was praised by her son, so she stroked her hand even faster and her breathing became heavier.
Xiao Xing was about to kneel on the sofa to bring his penis to his mother's mouth, but remembering her previous reactions,
he held back. His eyes fell on Zhang Suxin's ample breasts.
"Mom, your nipples are sticking out."
Indeed, Zhang Suxin's nipples were pushing against her sweat-soaked shirt, making them appear pointed.
Xiao Xing squeezed his mother's breasts with a little force; the large, hard nipples seemed capable of
piercing the shirt. He reached out his right hand and pinched the nipple, twisting it like grinding ink.
Zhang Suxin trembled from her son's touch, biting her lower lip and making muffled noises, her hand gripping his
penis tightly, moving it rapidly.
"Hiss..."
Xiao Xing's penis hurt a little from his mother's squeezing, but he didn't pull his hand away; he couldn't bear to.
Zhang Suxin wasn't feeling well either; her vision was blurry. Her nipples were being pinched and rubbed by her son, sending waves of tingling pleasure
through her body, the sensation spreading like ripples.
Even with her legs tightly clamped together, her juices still seeped slowly from her vulva,
leaving her labia wet.
Suddenly, Xiao Xing pulled on her nipple, sending a tingling, stinging sensation deep into her
body . Zhang Suxin jolted, feeling a gush of fluid about to overflow. She thought
, "Oh no!" and clamped her legs even tighter.
She was currently wearing an open-crotch thong, and if the fluid spilled out, there would
be nothing to stop it.
Xiao Xing, oblivious to all this, only knew that his mother was now gripping his penis more forcefully and roughly, causing him pain. His penis remained hard, so he couldn't be gentle
anymore as he played with his mother's nipples . Zhang Suxin felt her son pinch her nipple again, the sensation too intense for her to bear. She cried out, "Ah!" her legs went weak, her vagina loosened, and a gush of fluid gushed out, soaking a large patch of her t-shirt. Her mother's high-pitched moan startled Xiao Xing; he thought he had used too much force and hurt his mother. Xiao Xing quickly stopped pinching her nipple and gently stroked her breasts. He pressed his lips to his mother's forehead and whispered, "Mom, did I hurt you?" As Zhang Suxin released this gushing , and the hand that had been forcefully stroking her son's penis softened. Zhang Suxin's eyes were bloodshot; she glanced quickly at her son before lowering her gaze again. She whispered , "No, it doesn't hurt." Xiao Xing was relieved and continued to fondle his mother's breasts. Seeing her flushed eyes and wet face, his heart stirred , and his penis throbbed. Zhang Suxin felt the penis in her hand twitching incessantly, as if it were alive, making her feel incredibly aroused. Meanwhile, her vagina felt empty and itchy, with nowhere to go. Her lust surged, and in a moment of confusion, she begged her son to fuck her. "Sweetheart, come and do it..." But she hadn't reached that point yet; the words left her mouth before she snapped back to reality and quickly covered her mouth with her hand, silencing the rest of her sentence. Hearing the first half of his mother's words, Xiao Xing felt a thunderclap in his heart. He straddled his mother's knees with his right leg, his voice trembling. "Mom...Mom, what...what did you just say...?" Hearing her son's question, Zhang Suxin dared not answer. She was furious with herself for almost losing control, and quickly stroked Xiao Xing's penis a few times. Her face, flushed red, buried itself in her son's chest, shaking her head repeatedly. Seeing his mother's arousal, Xiao Xing's lust was aroused even more. He pressed Zhang Suxin for answers several times, but she only shook her head, not daring to utter a sound. Since Zhang Suxin wouldn't speak, Xiao Xing couldn't do anything about it. The rascal sighed inwardly and could only continue his passionate embrace with his mother. "Mom..." Xiao Xing nuzzled his mother's body, "I want to taste your tongue." Zhang Suxin closed her eyes, raised her face, and pouted her red lips. Xiao Xing's lips lightly pecked at her two moist, full lips, then again. "Mmm..." Zhang Suxin let out a long nasal sound, her lips slightly parted, her tongue pursed. Staring at his mother's seductive and alluring appearance, Xiao Xing felt a surge of heat rise from his lower abdomen, and he thrust his penis in. Stimulated by the intense heat, the glans swelled even more, and the penis jerked, slipping out of Zhang Suxin's grasp. Fortunately, Zhang Suxin reacted quickly, her hand catching it and pulling it back into her fingers. Xiao Xing, oblivious to the movement of his penis, extended his long tongue, teasing and hooking the tip of his mother's tongue several times. Zhang Suxin's tongue, guided by her son, stretched longer and longer, protruding five or six centimeters from her mouth. The tongue was narrow at the front and wide at the back, concave on the surface and upturned at the tip. Combined with the aroused look on Zhang Suxin's face, it was truly utterly lewd. Xiao Xing wrapped his tongue around his mother's tongue, teasing it up and down. Zhang Suxin, not to be outdone, responded by flipping her tongue back and forth, hooking it in and out. The tongues of the mother and son resembled two venomous snakes before mating, dancing and swirling in the air before finally intertwining tightly. Saliva dripped from both of them, soaking Zhang Suxin's shirt even more. Zhang Suxin, being a woman, was no match for her son's vigor. She was now drenched in sweat, panting , and her tongue's movements gradually slowed. Xiao Xing tilted his head, his tongue hooking and curling, sucking most of his mother's tongue into his mouth. Zhang Suxin let out a few soft moans, her waist arching repeatedly, seemingly unwilling to give in. But her tongue was already firmly held by her son, unable to move an inch. Xiao Xing was now straddling his mother's lap, looking down at her, his hands cupping her face, savoring her tongue. He bit her tongue, slowly pulling his mouth back until only the tip of her tongue remained, then flicking his own tongue against hers. Again and again, he repeated this several times until Zhang Suxin finally gave in. Her previously struggling body was now completely limp, and the hand that had been supporting her son's shoulder moved to the back of his head . Zhang Suxin tried to open her mouth wide, shoving her tongue into her son's mouth. Xiao Xing, however, changed tactics, slightly pulling his head back, and when his mother's mouth followed, he pressed his tongue against it.

His mother's tongue tip, his lips pressed against hers, followed by his long tongue pushing into her mouth.
This not only forced Zhang Suxin's tongue back into her own mouth, but Xiao Xing's tongue also plunged in,
occupying his mother's warm, moist oral cavity.
In fact, a man's tongue entering a woman's mouth is a microcosm of a penis entering a vagina.
The mouth is a vital organ for expressing thoughts and obtaining nutrients, and
one of . Inserting a tongue into a woman's mouth represents the invasion and conquest of her body and even her soul
.
Xiao Xing felt immensely proud, even more so than when he had inserted his tongue into his mother's mouth at noon. This was different now;
how could he not be so proud?
He played with his tongue in his mother's mouth like a fancy spear, almost making a whooshing sound.
Zhang Suxin, her face held by her son, could only passively endure the invasion of her mouth by his tongue. She felt
her son 's tongue was everywhere, licking every inch of her mouth, his saliva pouring into her
mouth in waves.
She wriggled, panted, moaned, swallowed, and frantically responded.
Her hands scratched incessantly at her son's head, her vagina throbbed deep within, and her juices
flowed endlessly.
Finally, when a strong feeling of suffocation became unbearable for the mother and son, their four lips, like those
that had grown together parted.
Xiao Xing pressed his head against the back of the sofa, close to his mother's sweaty, sticky face, breathing rapidly.
Zhang Suxin's breathing was intermittent, almost unable to catch her breath.
Xiao Xing's breathing became less rapid, and he lifted his head to kiss his mother's
lips and kneading her breasts, while his erect penis thrust against her stomach.
"Mom, look at your son's cock."
Xiao Xing, his shirt soaked, kneaded his mother's breasts until they were like dough, gently urging her on.
Zhang Suxin finally opened her eyes and looked down. Good heavens, it felt like she was holding a red-hot steel rod in her hand
. The cock seemed to be steaming, its large glans covered in semen, wet
and shiny .
Xiao Xing then thrust his hips repeatedly, the cock moving in and out of Zhang Suxin's wet hand
. Each time he thrust, the glans gently bumped against Zhang Suxin's stomach.
Zhang Suxin felt the spot on her stomach where the glans had bumped against her begin to tingle and burn. She stared at the cock with half-open eyes,
her face full of lust.
Xiao Xing pinched his mother's earlobe, slowly twisting it. He looked at his mother's face, a
malicious .
"Mom, is your son's penis hard?"
"Mmm, it's hard."
Zhang Suxin stared intently at the penis, her throat dry and burning, yet
the juices from her vagina kept flowing, as if all the moisture in her body was rushing there.
"Mom, is this penis good?"
"Ah, yes, it's good."
Xiao Xing had set a trap for his mother, watching her slowly penetrate him.
Zhang Suxin's mind flashed back to the image of that white woman sucking on the black foreigner's penis, her lower abdomen pounding wildly.
If she hadn't been holding back, she would have already asked her son to put his penis in her mouth.
"Mom, do you want this penis?"
Xiao Xing pricked up his ears, waiting for his mother to utter the word "yes." He thought that as soon as that word came out of his mother's mouth,
he would immediately tear off her t-shirt and shove his penis in.
"..."
Zhang Suxin hadn't uttered a sound yet. She tried to say "yes" several times, but swallowed it back down.
Finally, the woman realized what was happening. She glanced at her son, a sly smile on her face, thinking to herself, "You little
bastard, I almost fell for your trick. You want your mother to beg you to fuck her?
Dream on." Seeing his mother's lewd smile, yet her refusal to speak, only fueled his unbearable itch.
He half-squatted up and pressed his large penis against his mother's lips, saying in a sultry voice, "Mom...
just tell me, do you want my big cock?"
The moment her son's penis touched her lips, Zhang Suxin gasped. The strong, pungent smell filled her nostrils
, yet it was incredibly stimulating. Her throat tightened, and she almost uttered the word "want."
Zhang Suxin grasped her son's penis and pulled it away from her lips. Xiao Xing didn't dare force her, only continuing
to press her for an answer .
Hearing her son's soft, questioning voice, Zhang Suxin's heart softened further. She knew that if things continued like this, she would eventually give in to
her son 's wishes. After much deliberation, she decided that the best course of action was to flee.
Having made up her mind, Zhang Suxin raised her face, leering at her son.
"My son, you're too heavy. Get down first,
then Mom will talk to you." Upon hearing his mother was about to speak, Xiao Xing felt a jolt of electricity run through his waist, and half his body went limp.
He slumped onto the sofa, stroking his penis.
"Mom, tell me quickly, do you want a penis?"
Zhang Suxin glanced at her son's hand stroking his penis and lightly spat.
"Yes, son, Mom is about to say something, listen carefully."
Seeing her son's ears perked up, Zhang Suxin thought it was time and jumped up.
"Mom... Mom needs to pee."
"Oh... Mom, you..."
Xiao Xing thought to himself, "Oh no!" and reached out to grab her. Zhang Suxin giggled, her waist swaying like a willow in the wind, twisting a few times
to avoid her, and quickly walked towards the toilet.
It's really hard on her. She's forty-one years old, and she can still twist her waist like that. Isn't she afraid of hurting her back?
Xiao Xing got up and chased after her. He had only run two steps when Zhang Suxin turned around, raised her right hand, and pressed it into the air.
Xiao Xing felt that his mother's phoenix eyes, which were gleaming with lust, were deep and unfathomable, carrying a sense of promise, and he couldn't help but
stop . Zhang Suxin raised an eyebrow, turned around, and walked away.
"Hehehehe..."
Xiao Xing stared at the back of his mother's wet t-shirt and laughed with admiration.
"Good, really good. Her t-shirt is soaked with vaginal fluid, and she hasn't lost her mind. I didn't get wronged. Mom, you're
really—old ginger is spicier."

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