Translation: Mother and child sharing a bed

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"Are you really not going, darling?"

"I really want to go, Anna! But I have two client meetings scheduled today, I might be busy until dawn!"

"No, no, no! It's not your fault, Luo Yi! Daniel's birthday is Thursday, and I only found out last night that he's planning a birthday party this weekend! He sounded so adorable on the phone, like a spoiled brat begging for a birthday cake, so when he asked us to attend, I just couldn't bear to refuse!"

"Okay, I won't say anymore! Tell Daniel I love him, and I hope he drinks less!"

"I won't say anything more either, I'm busy tonight! It might take six hours to drive there!"

"Oh! How about a couple of drinks?" Luo Yi raised an eyebrow and smiled, asking, "How about a couple of drinks?" After he finished speaking, he put on gloves and walked around the kitchen table, whispering in my ear, "And you know what our after-dinner entertainment is like!"

When we kissed goodbye, his hand went up from under my skirt to my thigh, his fingers pressing tightly against my mons pubis, the friction through my underwear arousing me! I reluctantly pushed him away forcefully, "Look what you've done! Don't come back drunk before I'm back! I haven't had meat for over a week, if you leave me empty again tomorrow night, I won't let you off the hook!"

After a passionate kiss, Luo Yi said, "Taxes? Anna! You can rest assured, I guarantee I'll be full of energy tomorrow night, absolutely satisfying, and fully 'paying the bill'!"

After giving him another kiss, I went into the room, took a few deep breaths of cool air to calm my passionate heart, then packed the gift I wanted to bring Daniel and set off.

The temperature inside the car rose rapidly, so before getting on the interstate, I stopped to take off my coat and gloves to make driving more comfortable.

The interstate was sparsely populated and unobstructed, perfect for a high-speed drive. Sitting in my new Ponchi 300, with its straight roads, fast speed, and bright light, driving was incredibly exhilarating and invigorating.
I was rushing to my son's 21st birthday party! He's 21 already! It's unbelievable!

Although I'm 40, I still clearly remember my 21st birthday—February 14, 1974. At that time, Mark and I had been married for almost three years, Daniel was a happy and lively two-year-old, and I was anything but happy.

I ended the marriage when Daniel was five, and Mark moved away and I haven't heard from him since.

Therefore, I absolutely do not approve of getting married too young. Think about it, can you maintain a marriage living in a mobile Chevrolet? Eating, drinking, relieving yourself, even making love—all in the car! Dear readers, could you stand it?

The next ten years flew by. I completed my university studies and landed a good job. My son and I depended on each other, and because it was just the two of us, we cherished each other even more and grew closer. We developed into not only mother and son, but also friends, and even best friends. We successfully navigated Daniel's rebellious adolescence together.

Then… I often thought to myself that I might never meet a suitable man again in my life! That's when Luo Yi appeared—mature, steady, humorous, and reliable!

My accountant, "Old Mr. Foster," retired, and Luo Yi took over his business. After only two quarters, he showed me great care in every way, and I discovered that I liked him, appreciating his talent and demeanor, not just a pretty face.

When Luo Yi and I got married, Daniel had already grown quite handsome, and he gladly accepted Luo Yi into our lives.

Luo Yi didn't want to be a "stern father," and Daniel never stomped on the floor or created a "sphere of influence."
They respected each other and always got along very well, often sitting comfortably together watching sports
and TV shows on television.

These days are absolutely fantastic!

Okay! To make a long story short, it's simply amazing! I no longer have to grumble or complain about how hard life is, because looking around, there aren't many people living as comfortably as I am.

While driving and lost in thought, a small question suddenly occurred to me: I look much younger than 40, not at all like someone with a 21-year-old son in college. So, what will it be like when I introduce my mom at a party? I can't wait to find out!

Take music, for example. I'm quite trendy and have a forward-thinking mindset. Although I mostly listen to old songs on the radio, I'm a big fan of R.E.M. and U2. Whenever I hear Pearl Jam's incredibly emotional vocals, I always tremble with excitement!

Thinking back to high school, one summer, seven of us friends—four boys and three girls—crammed into an old, large, beat-up car (I forget whose it was) to go on vacation. But we only went a mile before being pulled over by a policeman for driving too slowly, leaving a long, long line of cars behind us.

That weekend, we all huddled together at a campsite, listening to the radio, drinking beer, getting excited, and, on a whim, making love, our heads completely emptied. Tonight should be just as fun and exciting!

My figure still fascinates many men; I'm beautiful, petite, and have maintained a great figure. I have a pair of beautiful legs—how beautiful? Wearing a short mini-skirt, I'm a sight to behold! My round buttocks look alluring in jeans, and as for my full breasts, although they've sagged a little, Luo Yi says they're still very perky and sexy. Of course, my waist and hips are a bit thicker because I've had children, but overall, I'm still very shapely and attractive!

I'm actually quite curious to know when my body will change, like how I suddenly realize I'm no longer young. Maybe one day I'll find my body transformed, my buttocks wrapped in a lump of fat, my body like a gasoline barrel, like a typical middle-aged or elderly woman. That would be... ugh! Ugh! Ugh!

Oh! ...Damn! ...
Lost in my daydreams, I forgot to control my speed. A police car behind me was honking its

siren, warning me to pull over. I signaled and slowly slid to the shoulder. The police car stopped behind me, and before opening the door, the officer checked his hat in the rearview mirror. In that moment, I quickly checked myself in the mirror, adjusted my makeup, and pulled my skirt up a few inches. "It's not a big deal, right? It's not like anyone's going to die, is it?"

I rolled down the window, and the officer bent down to ask me to show him my driver's license for registration. This officer was tall and young, and I could tell from his uniform that he had a large penis! The name tag on my chest read "T. Boyd." I saw him glance at my chest first, then stare at it (I was wearing a low-cut top). I thought I was lucky! Maybe I could get away with this!

To get out of there quickly, I risked being removed from the National Women's Association board, quickly giving him a disdainful look, then looking at him with an innocent, almost tearful expression and saying, "How much was I speeding? Officer! I really didn't mean to, because I hadn't been more than half a car ahead for a while, so I was careless."

"You were almost 70 mph! I spotted you at the last bend, Mom!"

"Damn! That 'Mom' is so hurtful!" So, while I was daydreaming, he'd been keeping an eye on me for a while!

"Anna Crest... is all this information accurate?"

"Yes, officer, all the information is correct."

The officer walked back to his car, and I saw him talking on the radio and writing something. Damn it! Looks like a speeding ticket is inevitable! I started to worry about how to explain it to the insurance broker.

The young officer got out of his car and leaned against my window. His face was so close I could smell his cologne—aramis, one of my favorites. He was so close I felt very uncomfortable. A thought popped into my head: I'd rather sit in the back of the patrol car and suck his penis than get a speeding ticket.

"Mrs. Crest..." His voice was stern, but his eyes couldn't leave my chest. "Mrs. Crest

! This time I'm only giving you a warning. I hope you'll be careful for the rest of your journey."

"Thank you, handsome officer! I will." I gave him my most charming smile: "I promise I will!" "

On the other hand, if you're heading east, no matter where you're going, you can't avoid the impending blizzard, that's what the weather forecast says. Be careful!" Good

heavens! How could this happen? I only blame myself for forgetting to listen to the Philadelphia weather report before leaving home, and Daniel didn't warn me about the blizzard.

"Thank you for your warning, officer! ...And thank you for informing me of the impending snowstorm..."

The handsome officer glanced at my thighs, then moved to my chest, finally smiled slightly, and walked away from the car window: "Goodbye! Drive carefully!"

"I will!" I drove back into the lane and continued on my way!

Until we were half an hour from Philadelphia, there wasn't a drop of rain or snow, but when we encountered it, it was a very strong blizzard. I was almost at Daniel's place, and I wanted to turn back, but I was already so far from home, so I gritted my teeth and continued. However, the short journey took more than an hour to reach the campus, during which I skidded 180 degrees twice on the wet streets, scaring me half to death!

I breathed a sigh of relief, slowly drove into the campus, parked the car closer to Daniel's dormitory, turned off the key and the engine. Finally, I was there, safe. That last hour of driving was terrible; it almost killed me, and I still feel lingering fear when I think about it!

Stepping out of the car, my feet immediately sank into the icy, wet, and cold snow, about four inches deep. Like a refugee, clutching my shoes, handbag, gloves, and coat, I stumbled and half-slipped my way to the entrance of Daniel's dormitory building. I grabbed the wall-mounted telephone and dialed Daniel's number.

"Hello!"

"Is Daniel there?"

"Yes, please wait a moment!"

The person who answered placed the phone on a hard surface; a crackling sound pierced my ears. Then, from afar, came: "Hey! You jerk! A girl's looking for you!"

"Who is it, you idiot!" It was Daniel's voice.

"How should I know? You're a son of a bitch!"

"Fuck your father!" Then came the reply, "Hello!"

"Daniel!"

"Mom! Oh!...Where are you?"

"Downstairs, come down and help me through the security gate!"

"Oh! Okay, I'll call Luo Yi and tell him about the weather, and ask him to tell you to stay home and not come."

"Daniel! Let's go into your dorm first, I'm soaking wet and freezing, I can't take it anymore!"

"Oh! Okay, sorry, Mom! I'm coming right now!"

"Get a few strong classmates to come with you, honey! I brought some goodies in the car." I

went through the second gate so Daniel could come downstairs and see me as soon as he stepped out of the elevator. This university has a very comprehensive security system for its student dormitories, so although the campus isn't in a better location, I don't mind. After all, ensuring the safety of students "including my Daniel" is the most important thing!

I was standing in one of four student residence halls. Daniel had been living here for four years, but only this year was he assigned to the prime housing reserved for athletes and upperclassmen. Daniel's room had a large living/dining area, a kitchen, three bedrooms, and two bathrooms. Daniel had three roommates: Brian, an upperclassman, and Stephen and Tom, who were under his age and members of the same club. They seemed to get along quite well.

The elevator doors opened, and Daniel and two unfamiliar boys stepped out. Daniel led me through the security doors, and as soon as we entered, I gripped my son's hand tightly. "Hi! Honey, how are you?"

"Great, Mom! I can't believe you made it through such a strong snowstorm."

"Yeah! It wasn't easy, honey! Could we go up to your dorm and change into some dry socks? My feet are freezing. The keys are here, and the car is parked in row 20, slot 2 or 3."

"No problem, Mom! We'll be right up!"

They headed towards the parking lot, and just then, the elevator arrived. They stepped inside, quickly tidying themselves up.

As I knocked on the door and opened my dorm room, their elevator arrived. They stepped out with a loud thud, their belongings hitting the hallway floor.

It was Saturday afternoon, and it seemed Daniel and his roommates were preparing a small party and had already set everything up. The TV was showing a basketball game, the volume low so as not to disturb the stereo, which was playing unfamiliar, melancholic music. But the biggest pastime was enjoying the snow. With the curtains fully drawn, the view from the fifteenth floor was truly magnificent!

Following Daniel into his bedroom, he took out two different pairs of white knee-high socks, smelled them, and then gave them to me. While we talked, I slipped my hand under my skirt, wiggled my hips, pulled my wet underwear up to my knees, and then peeled it off from my feet. Wearing dry socks felt so comfortable and warm.

Daniel's friends, seeing the two cases of beer and two bottles of brandy, cheered loudly and immediately put the beer in the refrigerator. Entering the kitchen, I first called Luo Yi to let her know I had arrived safely, then asked if everyone was hungry. After getting their answer, I divided the two large bags of food I had brought into pots and heated them on the stove.

"This is what I brought, guys! There's spaghetti, meat patties, and homemade bread. It took me most of the day to prepare it. Come on! Everyone, try it and see what you think!" I shouted!

The aroma of cooking must have filled the air, as the young men arrived one after another. Soon I knew I needed to prepare extra sauce and knead more dough. The crowd grew larger, and I bustled about in the kitchen, serving dishes and constantly slicing bread. Daniel's roommate, Brian, squeezed through the crowd to bring me my second drink and help serve this pack of hungry wolves.

The stereo system blared, and the crowd huddled together, chatting—a truly joyful and heartwarming scene. Brian helped me clean the dishes, and as we washed, we talked about music, school, and the snow. My third drink slipped down my throat without me even realizing it. When I received my fourth, I knew I'd had a bit too much; I felt a little dizzy. Then, Brian, while working, inadvertently brushed against my buttocks or chest, and I noticed my skin had become extremely sensitive—excited at the slightest touch.

Holding Daniel's birthday cake, I squeezed into the center of the crowd, lit the candles, and as I placed the cake on the low coffee table in front of the birthday boy, I felt Brian's hand touch my butt. While everyone was cutting the cake, Brian and I retreated to the kitchen and opened a second bottle of beer.

After working from afternoon until evening, it was time to catch our breath. We sat down to chat, play drinking games, and watch the blizzard outside the window. Occasionally, Brian would invite me to dance, and when he pulled me close, I could clearly feel his penis, already erect, deliberately bumping against my thigh. We drank until the bottles were empty, and I, emboldened by the alcohol, continued drinking beer.

Later, when I realized I was overwhelmed by fatigue and drunkenness, the crowd had long since moved on to a party somewhere else. The entire dormitory was empty and quiet, like a ghost town, without a single person or sound.

I knew I couldn't stay up all night, but I had no clothes to change into. I asked Daniel if she could lend me a t-shirt or a shirt.

"Sure, Mom! It's in the second drawer, you choose!"

I went into the bathroom, brushed my teeth with my fingers, and then went back to Daniel's bedroom. I carefully took off my skirt and bra, and hung them on the clothesline. I hesitated about whether to take off my bra, but finally decided that comfort was more important than shame—taking off my bra always made me feel fucking good!

I picked out the cleanest-looking pullover, stretched out my head and hands, and pulled the pullover up to my buttocks. I looked down and around. Wow! It was really short, just enough to cover my buttocks. Looking in the full-length mirror, I could see the white thong between my legs. Shrugging, I made a face at myself in the mirror, thinking to myself, "Whatever, it's just for sleeping, it's fine!"

Just then, there was a soft knock on the door. Brian opened it. "Hi! Anna, I was wondering if there's anything else I could help you with? Please let me know, don't be shy."

I don't remember when he started calling me "Anna" instead of "Mrs. Crest," but I didn't want to correct him and just let it be. I stood there stiffly, afraid to move an inch, lest I expose myself.

Brian smiled and leaned against the doorframe, wearing only a pair of blue pajama bottoms that looked like silk, his upper body bare. He had broad shoulders, a smooth, hairless chest, and a strong, muscular abdomen, his four-pack clearly defined like a packaged bun.

"Where's Daniel?"

"He's asleep on the sofa. It's quiet all around, like it's just the two of us, huh?"

"Huh? What's wrong, Brian?"

"Don't you think you need anything?"

I knew he was trying to seduce me. If I wasn't mistaken, Brian had been occasionally touching my butt, brushing against my breasts, and even during his slow dancing, all his actions were meant to tease me. This brat! I'm old enough to be his mother, let alone his best friend's mother!

Brian was brimming with confidence in his performance and seduction. Although I was tempted and wanted to sleep with him, I knew that if I accepted his advances, I wouldn't be able to face Daniel and myself tomorrow.

"Thank you, Brian! That's all."

"So you don't need anything, Anna?"

"Nothing at all, Brian! Goodnight then, thank you for your service."

"Okay, goodnight Anna! See you tomorrow!" Brian shrugged and smiled.

I don't know why, but lying in bed, I couldn't fall asleep. The long journey, the blizzard, rushing to make dough, and that damned alcohol—scenes kept flashing through my mind, keeping me wide awake and restless like a worker ant.

Maybe it was the uneven mattress on Daniel's bed, or maybe it was the rising desire, the palpitations in my body and mind—anything was wrong, I just couldn't sleep!

After lying there for a while, I heard the dormitory door open and close, followed by a commotion from the next room. That sound only fueled my already aroused desire.

Through the thin wall next to my bed, the sounds of a couple flirting, making love, and a girl's wanton moans pierced my ears without any restraint. My mouth went dry, my body felt hot, I was restless, and I was sweating profusely; my underwear was hot and damp.

I couldn't help but press my ear against the wall and listen until they finished climaxing. A while later, the two left, leaving me alone again with my lingering desire.

I don't know how much time passed before I slowly drifted off to sleep. Just as I was about to fall asleep, I was awakened by the sound of water flushing the toilet. Then the bedroom door opened. I thought maybe Brian was still persistent and wanted to take this opportunity to make love to me, so I pretended to be asleep, still lying quietly with my back to the door and facing the wall. I heard the door close, then the sound of clothes being taken off, and then someone came to sleep on my bed.

It was Daniel. He quickly fell asleep. He must have drunk too much and forgotten that his mother was sleeping here. After using the toilet, he subconsciously returned to his room and slept on his bed.

I pulled the covers over both of them. I knew that unless I woke Daniel up and made him leave, there was no place for me to sleep in the dormitory (except for Brian's bed, of course). So I had to get off the bed before Daniel woke up tomorrow morning. Thinking of this, I turned over and continued to sleep.

Before I fell asleep, Daniel moved his body closer to me. I immediately felt something hard pressing against my buttocks, and then he turned over. A mysterious force seemed to be tempting me. Secretly delighted, I mischievously turned and pulled back the covers. The reading lamp on Daniel's desk was on, and everything in the room was clearly visible.

Whoosh! My God! Good heavens! Daniel's underwear was bulging like a tent, and protruding from it was the largest penis I had ever seen—my son's!

Like a lewd girl, I pulled the covers over myself, then pulled them back up a moment later. Daniel's penis was still so erect it looked like it was about to burst.

Hesitating for a while, I was finally overcome by intense desire. I reached down to the slit in his underwear and pulled it open to see what was inside.

Daniel's penis bounced out of the slit, exaggeratedly erect. It wasn't just long, it was as thick as my hand. The enormous glans was a deep pink, the foreskin taut and shiny. At forty years old, I had never seen such a huge penis before.

Thinking back to bathing my son in the past, I couldn't believe he would grow up to be like this. A secret, smug smile crept across my face.

Perhaps the strong air conditioning made him feel cold; Daniel pulled the blanket over himself and turned over. I quickly tucked back under the covers, my mind preoccupied with my son's incredible, enormous penis, making it hard to fall asleep.

Daniel turned again, this time placing us in a spoon-like position, his chest against my back, his penis still hard and erect, hanging outside my underwear. I could feel the heat emanating from it pressing against my buttocks.

I lay there, afraid to move, until it became unbearably uncomfortable. Then, I nervously twisted and turned, and unexpectedly… unexpectedly, when I stopped moving, Daniel's enormous penis slid into the crevice of my buttocks.

Actually, I was already burning with desire: a week without "the taste of flesh," the state sergeant's fantastical fantasies, Brian's deliberate brushes past me and his blatant flirting, the stimulation of alcohol, the sounds of the couple making love next door—each factor combined, layer upon layer, creating a frenzy of burning lust and unbearable loneliness.

My desire and reason battled again and again, but ultimately, I couldn't resist the burning fire. However, as I carefully moved aside and took off my underwear, I even told myself, somewhat willingly, that it wasn't my choice, but rather the alcohol's fault!

Moving back to my previous position, I let his massive penis slide between my legs again, then with a slight twist, it immediately pressed against my wet vulva. I could clearly feel Daniel's hard, hot glans pressing against my alluring, fluid-filled opening. If I pushed my hips back even slightly, it would slide in completely. This situation made me gasp, breathing heavily with excitement!

Gently lift your right leg to open your vagina, slowly press your buttocks back, and begin to insert your glans into your vagina. Feeling this, I was so excited and stimulated that I almost orgasmed and released my juices! After a while, I felt that the hard, huge penis was fully inserted into my vagina.

Daniel was still fast asleep, but subconscious reflexes led him to reach under my shoulders and caress my breasts, writhing his hips and thrusting rhythmically and powerfully, penetrating deeper and deeper into my vagina with each stroke.

My own son was fucking his own mother in his sleep! Oh! God! I love this incest! I really love this feeling!

After a while, Daniel thrust rapidly, moaning softly, then held me tightly, pinching my nipples, and ejaculated inside me, his semen gushing out. The hot, thick semen was so scalding that I couldn't control myself and came too. After ejaculating, Daniel continued to

give me a few gentle thrusts, then turned over and fell into a deep sleep, snoring.

Then, I unknowingly drifted off to sleep as well!

In my hazy state, I found myself in a distant, unfamiliar, and unknown place. The weather was a bit strange; it was snowing, yet the sky was clear and blue, and I didn't feel cold at all. I lay naked, legs spread wide, inside the trunk of a Pennsylvania State Police car. Though I couldn't see the markings, the flashing hazard lights on the roof confirmed it was a police car.

Something, or someone, was licking between my legs, making me unbearably aroused. I looked down—whoosh! A brown State Police cap covered my lower body. I thought it must be Officer Boyd, wearing the cap, sucking my vulva!

What was going on?

I pulled my head back down, gazing intently at the clear blue sky and the heavy snowfall, watching him intently. He extended his tongue and inserted it into my vagina, his lips moving over my vulva, gently sucking on my labia with his lips and teeth. These actions immediately ignited my desire, making me feel uncontrollably aroused, almost causing me to climax.

At the crucial moment, Officer Boyd stopped sucking and moved upwards, and I couldn't help but sob softly. The officer bent down to suckle my nipple, his hat still obscuring his face.

Although I was a little disappointed that my vagina wasn't being serviced by his mouth, I immediately noticed him move his hips forward. I felt his hard, hot penis trembling, searching for the entrance. I eagerly twisted my hips, and when the head of his penis correctly met my wet opening, I gasped.

The officer also moaned excitedly, and when he forcefully pushed his large penis in and thrust it all the way in, he moaned again.

Wow! This feels amazing, absolutely amazing!

The officer's penis is so big, it fills me completely, and then he begins to thrust heavily in and out of my intensely desireful vagina. Each thrust pushes my buttocks deep into the car seat; thankfully, the seat is very soft and comfortable, otherwise, how could my buttocks withstand it? I moaned and begged, "Fuck me, fuck me now! Officer Boyd! Fuck me, fuck me hard!"

Suddenly, I wondered who the officer was.

My heart skipped a beat, and I opened my eyes abruptly.

It was Daniel!

Under the covers, Daniel was on top of me, his chest pressing against my breasts, staring at me. The scene just now was just a dream, but the feeling of being penetrated was real! My son was raping me!

"Daniel! Stop! Get off me!"

"Come on, Mom! Why didn't you want me to stop last night?"

"I...I...I..." Daniel continued thrusting in and out without stopping for a moment, and soon the feeling from last night came rushing back to me. I had never enjoyed such a huge thing before: "Please, please stop! Son! Listen to me, you're doing your mother's thing, we can't do this, it's wrong!"

"Mom! Please, I'm being enveloped by your pussy, it's so good, don't tell me to stop now, please!" Daniel said as he thrust faster and faster. I knew he was about to ejaculate! I reached out and held his face tenderly, saying, "Okay, son! Mom! I'll let you have your pleasure!"

In fact, it wasn't just that Daniel was about to climax. I was surprised to find that my buttocks were involuntarily arching upwards in rhythm with Daniel's thrusts, my arms were wrapped around his neck, my legs were raised, and I was tightly wrapped around Daniel's waist, wanting him to penetrate me as deeply as possible.

I reached my climax with unbridled

pleasure! It was this intense climax that killed me. I had never experienced such a thrilling orgasm before. I don't know how I'll live without it in the future.

I bit my son's tender shoulder tightly to keep from crying out in excitement. As I tasted his blood, Daniel ejaculated into my vagina!

The overwhelming stimulation, tension, and excitement overwhelmed me, and I fainted!

I slowly awoke, opening my eyes. The room was dark. I blinked hard, taking a deep breath.

Daniel sat on the bed, smiling at me, rubbing one end of a warm towel against my forehead, the other end on his shoulder.

"Wow!" Daniel exclaimed.

I took his hand and said, "Yeah, wow!... You know what? This shouldn't happen!"

Daniel nodded.

"I'm so sorry I let this happen, son! It was a mistake. I won't do this with you again."

"Are you kidding me, Mom?! I hope it happens often! Whenever I'm conscious, I long to spend this beautiful springtime with you forever and ever!"

I was moved to tears. "But, son! You have to understand, boys' teenage fantasies are just fantasies. A normal mother and son shouldn't do this. I'm afraid it will hurt you!"

"I wasn't hurt. From childhood until now, nothing has made me happier than this moment. Is this hurt? Will you get pregnant?"

"I shook my head!"

"Okay, since no one was hurt, I can tell you for sure, Mom! I want to enjoy this kind of pleasurable sex with you, again and again, forever and ever!"

"No, Daniel! We can't do this again, never!"

"But, Mom…"

I pressed my fingers to Daniel's lips, shaking my head violently. This shouldn't happen again!

I'm really not kidding? This won't happen again? God knows…

I called Luo Yi and told him that because of the snow, I had to wait for it to clear before I could go home. For the next few days, Daniel and I were inseparable, like two dogs in heat. Daniel told his roommate that I had a bad cold and was in bed.

I was in bed, but I was healthily wrapped around my son's hot, throbbing body, letting his hard, enormous cock fully penetrate my wet cunt! I knew his roommates were curious and wanted to know.

"Maybe Brian can guess what happened," but my son and I concealed it perfectly!

We made love on the bed until we were both exhausted, then cuddled and slept, waking up to make love again! I sucked on his big, beautiful cock until my mouth ached. Daniel sucked on my breasts and licked my vulva until his mouth was tired. Most excitingly, that enormous cock, tirelessly hard and erect, stood there, again and again, ready to meet my needs!

On the day the weather cleared and I was ready to go home, I got dressed, but found myself feeling empty. I couldn't bear to leave without sucking Daniel's big cock a few times. I squatted down on the floor, pulled Daniel's penis out of his pants, and buried my head in it, sucking and blowing until my mouth was filled with hot, thick semen. Only then did I feel satisfied and head home.

On the long drive home, I kept thinking about the whole thing. Even now, I still can't figure out why it happened

. I only know that's how it happened.

You might say that my son and I must have felt guilty, but you'd be completely wrong. I don't even believe it myself. I felt no guilt at all, and I felt a deep and intense lust for Daniel

. My only guilt was that I had wronged my husband, Luo Yi! My remorse for Luo Yi didn't quell my lust. Instead, when he and his brothers from the fraternity went on vacation to an outlying island, I called Daniel back. My son and I were glued together every minute, constantly sucking, thrusting, and making love until we were exhausted.

Daniel stayed home after graduating in May, until he left for graduate school in September. Throughout the summer, I often encouraged him to go out with his friends and date girls his own age.

However, every time he went on a date, I would be terribly jealous all night, until the next morning when Luo Yi left for work, Daniel climbed into my bed, and we immediately engaged in intense, silent lovemaking. Only after satisfying our desires did I feel relieved.

When Daniel left home in September, I was truly terrified, afraid of losing him!

Thank God! Today is Monday after Thanksgiving. After seeing Daniel off at the airport, I've been filled with excitement and gratitude, thanking God that this holiday wasn't just about turkey filling my stomach! ...

The End.

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