Prostitution to Mom

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Zhang Ziqiang is seventeen years old this year. His father was imprisoned when Zhang was twelve. The reason was that a bully hit someone with his bicycle, and when the victim's family went to him for justice, the bully brandished a knife. Zhang happened to be passing by and immediately stepped in to stop him. That's how it turned out; the bully was killed in a few punches and kicks. Even though it was manslaughter, he still had to serve ten years in prison. His mother worked at a hotel, but he didn't know what she did there.

Zhang Ziqiang, a high school student, excelled not only in humanities but also in sports. He was well-liked by his teachers and classmates. Like his father, he had a strong sense of justice and loved to stand up for the weak. Coupled with the martial arts skills his father had instilled in him from a young age, the street thugs had suffered at his hands. Later, everyone knew that students from No. 3 Middle School were not to be trifled with.

One day, on his way home from evening self-study, a figure suddenly appeared in an alley, followed by four or five people, all wielding machetes. The runner suddenly tripped over something and fell to the ground. The pursuers surrounded him and began hacking at him wildly. The man on the ground was agile, wielding a machete in one hand to defend himself while moving his body.

Even so, he was bound to die sooner or later under such a siege. Seeing this, Zhang Ziqiang's blood boiled; his naturally belligerent nature surfaced. He picked up a brick, walked over, and smashed it down on the head of one of the attackers.

"Ah..." After a scream, the man who had been hit curled up, clutching his head.

The attackers' attention shifted to Zhang Ziqiang, and several machetes came at him simultaneously. Zhang Ziqiang hurled the brick at one man's face, and the man dodged it. At the same time, his movements slowed, and Zhang Ziqiang seized the opportunity to rush forward, snatch the machete from his hand, and kick him to the ground. He ran a few more steps forward, making sure he was out of the others' pursuit, and then turned around, machete in hand.

The man on the ground also stood up at this moment and slashed at the head of the man he had kicked down. A flash of cold light appeared, and the young man dodged the attack by tilting his head. His shoulder, however, wasn't so lucky; with a crack, the blade pierced through bone. A few more strokes and his arm would have been broken. But the man knew when to stop, knowing that if he couldn't control his momentum, he might be injured by others.

Two of the five men were down, and although they still held a three-to-two advantage, the groans and cries of agony on the ground demoralized the three who had lost their will to fight. They exchanged a glance and then took off running.

The man who had been chased earlier, clutching his injured shoulder, walked up to the groaning man, knife in hand.

"Fuck you, you dare to ambush me!" he cursed, raising his knife to strike. With a clang, his blade was blocked in mid-air. The man looked closely and saw that it was the young man who had saved him.

"Brother?" Zhang Ziqiang smiled at the shadowy figure. "Don't be so hard on a drowning man."

Hearing his savior speak up, the violent man had no choice but to sheathe his knife and kick the man in the buttocks. "Damn it, if it weren't for you pleading for mercy, I would have killed you both today."

After venting his anger, he walked over to Zhang Ziqiang, put his arm around his shoulder, and said affectionately, "Brother, if it weren't for you today, I would be dead."

Zhang Ziqiang laughed, "Don't be so polite. It's normal to help those in need."

"Brother, you're a real man. I want to be your friend."

Seeing his enthusiasm, Zhang Ziqiang replied boldly, "Okay! I'll be your friend too."
"Haha, come on, let's go have some fun." The man pulled Ziqiang to leave.

"No, I'm going home late. My mother will worry. Next time!" Since Zhang Ziqiang said so, the man couldn't force him. They exchanged names and said goodbye.

The man who was rescued, whose real name was Bao Tong and nicknamed Leopard, was one of the top gang leaders in the city. Today, he had been lured into this alley by a seductive woman, and just as they were about to do *that*, those same men suddenly appeared. Luckily, Zhang Ziqiang witnessed it, otherwise, this underworld boss would have been caught off guard.

After that, Leopard frequently visited Zhang Ziqiang. One day, Leopard took him to the Fugui Leisure City for a bath. Leopard

was a regular there. As soon as Zhang Ziqiang and he entered the lobby, a woman in a manager's uniform walked over seductively and nestled intimately into Leopard's arms: "Leopard, what brings you here today?"

"The spring breeze, of course. Sister-in-law, play with me for a while," Leopard teased the woman lecherously. Without hesitation, his hand slipped under her short skirt and began to grope her.

The woman feigned anger: "Are you looking for trouble?"

Leopard chuckled, taking the two slaps, and said, "Sister-in-law, come play for a while."

"I'm busy, you should ask Xiaoling to keep you company."

Leopard laughed, "No need for Xiaoling today, I heard some new laid-off women have arrived, get me one."

"Hey, you fickle guy! I'll call her right now, and this handsome guy too?" At this moment, she also noticed Zhang Ziqiang behind Leopard.

"He's my brother, go get some photos for him to choose one." After hearing Leopard's words, the woman's flirtatious eyes darted around Zhang Ziqiang, and after looking at him for a while, she struck a seductive pose: "Leopard, are you corrupting this kid again?"

As Leopard pinched her plump buttocks, the female manager cried out in pain, glaring at Leopard.

Leopard glared back without hesitation: "Sister-in-law, don't scare my brother, hurry up and get the menu."

Urged by Leopard, the female manager reluctantly turned her gaze away from Zhang Ziqiang and went to the counter to get the roster.

After the woman left, Leopard patted Zhang Ziqiang, who was blushing from being teased.

"Brother, don't be afraid. Women will behave after you pull down their pants and have sex with them."

The explicit words made Ziqiang even more embarrassed, and he lowered his head even further. At this moment, the female manager swayed her hips and walked over, leaning her body against Zhang Ziqiang's shoulder, her large breasts rubbing intimately against him.

Looking at the photos full of names, when he saw number 43, Ziqiang shuddered. The woman in the photo was clearly his mother. She was completely naked in the photo, her hands cupping her large breasts, her legs spread wide, shamelessly displaying her female genitalia. At this point, Ziqiang's hands almost dropped the photo.

"Hey... young man, number 14. She's supposedly a goddess to boys, a bit older but incredibly alluring. Many boys with Oedipus complexes like to have sex with her."

Hearing the manager's explicit words, Ziqiang quickly explained, "Who's an Oedipus complex...!"

The female manager chuckled, touching Ziqiang's bulging member, saying, "Still saying no? Your dick's already so hard." Just as she was teasing him, the manager's expression changed, and she abruptly turned and slapped Leopard across the face. Leopard nimbly pulled his finger out of her anus and dodged aside.

Leopard chuckled at the glaring female manager, "I want number 14, and my brother wants number 43." With that, he fled the scene.

For some reason, Ziqiang was dazed and pushed into a private room. Remembering that the woman entering was his mother, he was about to run away in fear when he heard women's voices outside the door.

"Manager Lin, what kind of service does the woman inside want?"

"Full service!" Hearing "full service," the woman seemed suddenly delighted, asking incredulously, "Who is it?" "Spending so much money on the whole package."

"It's Mom's voice." Now he couldn't escape even if he wanted to. In a split second, a thought flashed through Ziqiang's mind, and he quickly pulled the light off, plunging the private room into darkness.

"Wow, it's so dark, boss, do you want the light on?"

Watching the figure groping in the dark towards the switch, Ziqiang quickly pinched his nipples and said, "No, I'm afraid of the light." The woman was taken aback, thinking that this man might be the type who was afraid of being exposed, so she didn't pull the light and groped her way to the familiar massage bed.

Although it was the whole package, some massages didn't appeal to men, such as ear cleaning and foot scratching. "Boss, which part would you like to start with?"

Although he used a fake voice, Ziqiang was still very careful and simply replied, "Anything."

Jiang Hua sensed from the man's tone that he was unwilling to speak, so she didn't ask any further questions. Sitting on the bed, she undressed, and the muffled sounds of her undressing easily aroused Ziqiang's erection.

Afraid to face his mother, Ziqiang turned away and lay face down on the bed. His mother then climbed on top of him, her soft yet strong hands slowly roaming over his shoulders. Her skin tightened at each touch.

"Boss, is this your first time here? Your muscles are so tense, relax a bit."

Hearing his mother's question, Ziqiang only hummed in response and remained silent. The woman giggled, not asking any further questions, but her hand mischievously moved to the boy's armpit. The itchy, tingling sensation almost made Ziqiang jump, but remembering he couldn't reveal his identity, he gritted his teeth and endured it.

Feeling the man's heavy breath, his body trembled violently. Jiang Hua asked smugly, "Is it comfortable?"

"Mmm." Jiang Hua wasn't surprised by the answer. She moved her hands to his shoulders and pulled down his robe. For some reason, Ziqiang cooperated, straightening his arms and easily letting his mother take off his clothes.

After the robe was off, the woman's hand stroked his bare skin, and the electric current in her palm made Ziqiang shudder. The woman laughed, "Boss, you get like this just from being touched. You must still be a virgin."

Her skilled massage made Ziqiang's penis swell and hard, pressing firmly against the bed.

Next, the woman slowly straddled Ziqiang's buttocks. Even through his shorts, Ziqiang could clearly feel the outline of his mother's genitals pressing against his buttocks. The lewd feeling assaulted Ziqiang's brain, and he couldn't help but thrust his buttocks, rubbing his penis against the solid bed.

The woman crawled onto the man's back, her full breasts pressing against his muscles, her two erect nipples pressed precisely against his protruding bones, the nipples slowly rubbing against his numb skin. The fullness of her buttocks, riding on his back, subtly displayed the allure of her genitals with each movement.

Ziqiang finally couldn't hold back any longer, letting out a groan of "Oh…!" before his buttocks spurted out, ejaculating so much semen that his shorts were soaked. The cold liquid clinging to his thighs felt unpleasant. Sensing the man's ejaculation, Jiang Hua smiled and turned him over. The force wasn't strong, but the irresistible feeling made Ziqiang obediently turn over and lie on his back.

His mother's hand moved to his waist, pulling down the elastic band of his shorts, just below his lower abdomen, her fingertips scraping his abdominal muscles. The tingling sensation slightly awakened Ziqiang's senses.

"Mom's taking off her pants. What will she do after she takes them off?" Driven by fear and shame, Ziqiang hurriedly pulled down his shorts, which were now down to his penis.

Jiang Hua had thought she could easily pull down her boss's pants, but she hadn't expected this obstacle. She chuckled and touched the half of his penis that was exposed by his shorts: "What are you shy about? Your pants are soaking wet. You'll catch a cold if you don't take them off."

Her mother's gentle words touched her heart, and her hands, which had been pulling down his shorts, lost their strength. And so, the only barrier left her body

. After taking off his shorts, Mom touched his sticky penis and stroked it a few times with her gloved hand

. His penis began to regain some vitality. Feeling its vigorous energy, Mom lowered her head between Ziqiang's thighs. Feeling fear, Ziqiang cried out, "No!" Mom had already taken his reviving penis into her mouth. She skillfully and gently licked his penis, and as it was enveloped in her warmth, waves of pleasure made Ziqiang swallow the words he was about to utter.

After sucking for a while, the penis in his mouth grew harder and harder, and he remembered that this was a virgin. Jiang Hua's vagina was already incredibly wet. Driven by lust and itchiness, Jiang Hua gently spat out the penis from his mouth, gently grasped the rock-hard penis, aimed it at her wet labia, and gently sat down. With a "plop," the penis broke through her labia and entered with a wet sound.

After the penis entered, the woman moaned with satisfaction.

"So big, so full." Her hands also kept touching the man's chest and pinching his nipples.

Everything had become a reality. When he realized it was a mistake, Zi Qiang roared in his heart, "No! Mom!" But his physiology made him thrust his penis upwards forcefully, sending it into his mother's body again and again, his hands involuntarily grabbing her round breasts.

Forgetting ethics, Zi Qiang thrust wildly, and the woman joyfully swayed her plump buttocks, her red vagina moving in and out with each stroke of the thick penis. "Ah...ah." She moaned, her overflowing juices flowing down her penis onto the bed.

Her penis was being squeezed and squeezed inside her, the soft flesh undulating, soaked in the overflowing juices. Her brain was cleansed by the lewd sounds of her thrusting, and as she

reached her climax, Ziqiang couldn't help but cry out, "Mommy, Mommy!" His voice was so loud that Manager Lin outside the private room chuckled, "Sigh...another mother-obsessed maniac."

The room fell silent at the passionate cries. Jiang Hua's hands trembled as she turned on the bedside light. When the light came on, beneath her...it was indeed her son, Zhang Ziqiang. The bright white light made him unable to look at her directly; the only thing visible was his penis still throbbing inside her.

"You..." Just as she was about to question her son, his penis suddenly thrust upwards, and as it fell, white fluid gushed from the labia—he had ejaculated.

"Slap." A slap landed on Ziqiang's face. Jiang Hua covered her face with her hands and wept. This was her only hope, and now he was committing this incestuous act with her.

His mother's heartbroken weeping shook Ziqiang to his core. He slowly withdrew his penis from her body, then crawled to the floor, knelt, and hugged her legs, crying, "Mom, it's my fault, hit me!"

Jiang Hua's head felt like it had been blown apart; she couldn't hear anything clearly. Her heart was filled with only sorrow and despair, a sorrow that grew stronger and stronger until she collapsed onto the bed, sobbing uncontrollably.

Watching his mother's trembling shoulders, Ziqiang sat on the bed, tears streaming down his face, shaking her.

"Mom, hit me, kill me!" "

Xiaoqiang, get out! It's my fault, it's retribution for doing this shameful thing!"

"No." Hearing his mother's self-reproach, Ziqiang's heart ached terribly. He climbed onto the bed and pushed his mother's body away.

"You'll always look down on your mother who sells her body, I'll never be able to face anyone again... Waaah."

Hearing his mother's confession, he wept bitterly. Ziqiang embraced his naked mother, weeping together. As they cried, their emotions gradually calmed. With each embrace, Ziqiang's penis, resting between his mother's thighs, grew thicker.

His mother's face flushed with the change. As his mother's emotions stabilized, his breathing became heavier.

His mother cried out, "Xiaoqiang,"

and his son cried, "Mom."

His penis, sliding between her labia, somehow found its tip inserted into his mother's open vagina.

After a moment of silence, the mother finally spoke first: "Xiaoqiang, we can't do this."

She slowly moved her buttocks, which were encasing his penis, forward.

When he felt only the glans inside his mother, Ziqiang grasped her breasts with both hands, and thrust his penis further inside her: "Mom, I want you."

These words touched Jiang Hua deeply. She touched her son's face.

"Xiaoqiang..." a soft, calloused voice rang out. Her serpentine movements created a strange pleasure in the swirling, gripping penis.

Ziqiang's eyes burned with desire. He leaned over and silenced his mother's mouth with a kiss, his hands roughly kneading her breasts as his penis began to thrust rapidly.

After a series of rapid thrusts, Ziqiang abruptly pulled his wet penis from his mother's body, then pressed her back onto the bed. From her son's fiery eyes, his mother understood his intentions and obediently spread her thighs wide.

Witnessing the crimson, lascivious opening, Ziqiang guided his penis against her labia, rubbing it against her vulva.

"Mom, I'm here!" With a loud shout, Ziqiang recklessly thrust his penis inside.

The thrust reached the woman's core, the shout shattered her shame, a tingling, throbbing sensation filled her, the young son's genuine cry echoed.

The mother went mad: "Ah...son, harder, fuck Mom to death!"

She wrapped her arms around her son's neck, her hips shaking violently as the young man thrust his penis in rapidly.

The manager outside, hearing the mother and son's cries, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Sigh, number 43, really, even if you're playing the mother, don't try so hard."

Zhang Ziqiang was seventeen years old. His father had been imprisoned when he was twelve. The reason was a bully who, after hitting someone with his bicycle, confronted the victim's family with a knife. Old Zhang happened to be passing by and immediately intervened. Well, that was it; a few punches and kicks later, the bully was dead. Even though it was manslaughter, he still had to serve ten years. His mother worked at a hotel, but he didn't know what she did there.

Zhang Ziqiang, a high school student, excelled not only in humanities subjects but also in sports. He was well-liked by teachers and classmates alike, possessing a temperament similar to his father's—loyal, chivalrous, and always ready to stand up for the underdog. Coupled with the martial arts skills his father had instilled in him from a young age, street thugs suffered at his hands, and everyone knew that students from No. 3 Middle School were not to be trifled with.

One evening, on his way home from self-study, a figure suddenly flashed through an alley, followed by four or five men wielding machetes. The runner tripped over something and fell to the ground, whereupon the pursuers began hacking at him. The man on the ground was agile, using one machete to defend himself while shifting his body.

Even so, he was doomed under such a onslaught. Seeing this, Zhang Ziqiang's blood boiled, and his naturally combative nature surfaced. He picked up a brick, walked over, and smashed it down on the head of one of the attackers.

A scream rang out, and the man who had been struck curled up, clutching his head.

The attackers turned their attention to Zhang Ziqiang, and several machetes came at him simultaneously. Zhang Ziqiang hurled a brick at one man's face, but the man dodged it by tilting his head. His movements were momentarily slowed, and Zhang Ziqiang seized the opportunity to rush forward, snatch the machete from his hand, and kick him to the ground. He ran a few more steps forward, making sure he was out of the others' pursuit, and then turned around

with the machete in hand. The men on the ground stood up and swung their cleavers at the head of the man who had been kicked down. A flash of cold light, and the man dodged the blow, but his shoulder wasn't so lucky. With a crack, the blade pierced through bone; a few more strokes and his arm would have been broken. But the man knew when to stop, because if he couldn't control the force, he might be injured by the others.

Two of the five men were down, and although they still had a three-to-two advantage, the groans and cries of pain on the ground demoralized the three men. They exchanged a glance and then ran away as fast as they could.

The man who had been chased earlier, clutching his injured shoulder, walked up to the groaning man, knife in hand.

"Fuck you, you dare ambush me!" he cursed, raising his knife to strike, but with a clang, it was blocked in mid-air by a person. The man looked closely and saw that it was the young man who had saved him.

"Brother?" Zhang Ziqiang smiled at the shadowy figure. "Don't be so hard on a drowning man."

Hearing his savior speak up, the violent man had no choice but to sheathe his knife and kick the man in the buttocks. "Damn it, if it weren't for you pleading for mercy, I would have killed you both today."

After venting his anger, he walked over to Zhang Ziqiang, put his arm around his shoulder, and said affectionately, "Brother, if it weren't for you today, I would be dead."

Zhang Ziqiang laughed, "Don't be so polite. It's normal to help those in need."

"Brother, you're a real man. I want to be your friend."

Seeing his enthusiasm, Zhang Ziqiang replied generously, "Okay! I'll be your friend too."

"Haha, come on, let's go have some fun." The man pulled Ziqiang to leave.

"No, I'm going home late. My mother will worry. Next time!" Since Zhang Ziqiang said that, the man couldn't force him. They exchanged names and said goodbye.

The man who was rescued, whose real name was Bao Tong and nicknamed Leopard, was one of the top gang leaders in the city. Today, he had been lured into this alley by a seductive woman, and just as they were about to do *that*, those same men suddenly appeared. Luckily, Zhang Ziqiang witnessed it, otherwise, this underworld boss would have been caught off guard.

After that, Leopard frequently visited Zhang Ziqiang. One day, Leopard took him to the Fugui Leisure City for a bath. Leopard

was a regular there. As soon as Zhang Ziqiang and he entered the lobby, a woman in a manager's uniform walked over seductively and nestled intimately into Leopard's arms: "Leopard, what brings you here today?"

"The spring breeze, of course. Sister-in-law, play with me for a while," Leopard teased the woman lecherously. Without hesitation, his hand slipped under her short skirt and began to grope her.

The woman feigned anger: "Are you looking for trouble?"

Leopard chuckled, taking the two slaps, and said, "Sister-in-law, come play for a while."

"I'm busy, you should ask Xiaoling to keep you company."

Leopard laughed, "No need for Xiaoling today, I heard some new laid-off women have arrived, get me one."

"Hey, you fickle guy! I'll call her right now, and this handsome guy too?" At this moment, she also noticed Zhang Ziqiang behind Leopard.

"He's my brother, go get some photos for him to choose one." After hearing Leopard's words, the woman's flirtatious eyes darted around Zhang Ziqiang, and after looking at him for a while, she struck a seductive pose: "Leopard, are you corrupting this kid again?"

As Leopard pinched her plump buttocks, the female manager cried out in pain, glaring at Leopard.

Leopard glared back without hesitation: "Sister-in-law, don't scare my brother, hurry up and get the menu."

Urged by Leopard, the female manager reluctantly turned her gaze away from Zhang Ziqiang and went to the counter to get the roster.

After the woman left, Leopard patted Zhang Ziqiang, who was blushing from being teased.

"Brother, don't be afraid. Women will behave after you pull down their pants and have sex with them."

The explicit words made Ziqiang even more embarrassed, and he lowered his head even further. At this moment, the female manager swayed her hips and walked over, leaning her body against Zhang Ziqiang's shoulder, her large breasts rubbing intimately against him.

Looking at the photos full of names, when he saw number 43, Ziqiang shuddered. The woman in the photo was clearly his mother. She was completely naked in the photo, her hands cupping her large breasts, her legs spread wide, shamelessly displaying her female genitalia. At this point, Ziqiang's hands almost dropped the photo.

"Hey... young man, number 14. She's supposedly a goddess to boys, a bit older but incredibly alluring. Many boys with Oedipus complexes like to have sex with her."

Hearing the manager's explicit words, Ziqiang quickly explained, "Who's an Oedipus complex...!"

The female manager chuckled, touching Ziqiang's bulging member, saying, "Still saying no? Your dick's already so hard." Just as she was teasing him, the manager's expression changed, and she abruptly turned and slapped Leopard across the face. Leopard nimbly pulled his finger out of her anus and dodged aside.

Leopard chuckled at the glaring female manager, "I want number 14, and my brother wants number 43." With that, he fled the scene.

For some reason, Ziqiang was dazed and pushed into a private room. Remembering that the woman entering was his mother, he was about to run away in fear when he heard women's voices outside the door.

"Manager Lin, what kind of service does the woman inside want?"

"Full service!" Hearing "full service," the woman seemed suddenly delighted, asking incredulously, "Who is it?" "Spending so much money on the whole thing."

"It's Mom's voice." Now he couldn't escape even if he wanted to. In the nick of time, Ziqiang had a flash of inspiration and suddenly turned off the lights, plunging the private room into darkness.

"Wow, it's so dark, boss, should we turn on the light?"

Seeing the figure groping in the darkness towards the light switch, Ziqiang quickly pinched his hand and said, "No, I'm afraid of the light." The woman paused, thinking he might be the type who was afraid of light, and didn't turn on the light, groping her way to the familiar massage bed.

Although it was a full service, some massages men didn't like, such as ear cleaning and foot scratching. "Boss, which way would you like to start?"

Although he used a fake voice, Ziqiang was still very careful, simply replying, "Anything."

Jiang Hua sensed from the man's tone that he didn't want to talk, so she didn't ask further. She sat on the bed taking off her clothes, and the rustling sounds of her mother undressing easily aroused Ziqiang's erection.

Afraid of facing his mother, Ziqiang turned around and lay face down on the bed. His mother then climbed on top of him, her soft yet strong hands slowly moving over his shoulders. Her skin tightened at each touch.

"Boss, is this your first time here? Your muscles are so tense, relax a little."

Hearing his mother's question, Ziqiang only hummed in agreement and then remained silent. The woman chuckled, asking no further questions, but her hand mischievously moved to the boy's armpit. The itchy, tingling sensation almost made Ziqiang jump, but remembering he couldn't reveal his identity, he gritted his teeth and endured it.

Feeling the man's strong scent, his body trembled violently. Jiang Hua asked smugly, "Is it comfortable?"

"Mmm." Jiang Hua wasn't surprised by this answer, moving her hands to Ziqiang's shoulders and pulling down his robe. For some reason, Ziqiang actually cooperated, straightening his arms and easily letting his mother remove his clothes.

After removing the robe, the woman's hand stroked his bare skin, the electric current in her palm making Ziqiang shudder. The woman laughed, "Boss, you get like this just from being touched, you must still be a virgin." Her

skilled massage techniques made Ziqiang's penis swell and hard, pressing firmly against the bed.

Next, the woman slowly straddled Ziqiang's buttocks. Even through his shorts, Ziqiang could clearly feel the outline of his mother's genitals pressing against his buttocks. The lewd sensation overwhelmed Ziqiang's brain, and he couldn't help but thrust his hips, rubbing his penis against the solid bed.

The woman crawled onto the man's back, her full breasts pressing against his muscles, her two erect nipples pressing precisely against his protruding bones, the nipples slowly rubbing against his numb skin. The fullness of her buttocks, straddling him, gently displayed the allure of her genitals with the movement of her body.

Ziqiang finally couldn't hold back any longer. After a groan of "Oh…!", he thrust his hips forward and ejaculated, so much semen soaking his shorts. The cold liquid sticking to his thighs felt unpleasant. Sensing the man's ejaculation, Jiang Hua smiled and turned him over. The force wasn't great, but the irresistible feeling made Ziqiang obediently turn over and lie on his back.

His mother's hand moved to his waist, pulling down the elastic band of his shorts. Just below his lower abdomen, her fingertips scraped against his abdominal muscles. The tingling sensation slightly awakened Ziqiang's senses.

"Mom's taking off her pants. What will she do after that?" Driven by fear and shame, Ziqiang hurriedly pulled down the shorts that had fallen to his penis.

Jiang Hua had thought she could easily pull down her boss's pants, but she hadn't expected this obstacle. She chuckled, touching the half-exposed penis in the shorts: "What's there to be shy about? Your pants are soaking wet. You'll catch a cold if you don't take them off."

Her mother's gentle words touched his heart, and the hands that had been pulling down the shorts lost their strength. And so, the only barrier left his body.

After taking off the shorts, his mother touched the sticky penis, stroking it a few times with her gloved hand, and the penis began to regain its vitality. Sensing its vigorous energy, his mother lowered her head between Ziqiang's thighs.

Feeling fear, Ziqiang cried out, "No!" His mother had already taken his reviving penis into her mouth. She skillfully and gently licked it, and as it was enveloped in her warm embrace, waves of pleasure made Ziqiang swallow the words he was about to utter.

After a while, the penis in her mouth grew harder and harder, remembering that he was a virgin. Jiang Hua's vagina was already incredibly wet. Driven by a sensual, itchy desire, Jiang Hua gently released the penis from her mouth, lightly grasped the rock-hard shaft, aimed it at her moist labia, and gently sat down. With a soft "plop," the penis parted her labia and entered with a wet, gurgling sound.

After penetration, the woman moaned with satisfaction.

"So big, so full!" Her hands continued to caress the man's chest, pinching his nipples.

Everything was a fait accompli. Realizing it was a mistake, Ziqiang screamed inwardly, "No! Mom!" Yet, his physical urges compelled him to thrust his penis upwards forcefully, pumping it into his mother's body again and again, his hands involuntarily grasping her round breasts.

Forgetting all ethics, Ziqiang thrust wildly, the woman joyfully swaying her full buttocks, her red, fleshy opening rhythmically pulsating with his thick penis. "Ah...ah," she moaned, her abundant vaginal fluids flowing down the base of his penis onto the bed.

His penis was being squeezed and squeezed inside his mother, the soft flesh walls undulating, soaked in her overflowing vaginal fluids. Her brain was being cleansed by the lewd sounds of thrusting. As Ziqiang

reached his climax, he couldn't help but cry out, "Mommy, Mommy!" His voice was so loud that Manager Lin, outside the private room, chuckled, "Sigh...another mother-obsessed maniac."

The room fell silent after the passionate cries. Jiang Hua's hands trembled as she turned on the bedside light. When the light came on, beneath her...it was indeed her son, Zhang Ziqiang. The bright white light made him unable to look at her directly; the only thing visible was his still-throbbing penis inside her.

"You..." Just as she was about to question her son, his penis suddenly thrust upwards. As it fell, white fluid gushed from the labia of his penis—he had ejaculated.

"Slap." A slap landed on Ziqiang's face. Jiang Hua covered her face with her hands and wept. This was her only hope, and now he was committing this incestuous act with her.

His mother's heartbroken weeping shook Ziqiang to his core. He slowly withdrew his penis from her body, then crawled to the floor, knelt, and hugged her legs, crying, "Mom, it's my fault, hit me!"

Jiang Hua's head felt like it had been blown apart; she couldn't hear anything clearly. Her heart was filled with only sorrow and despair, a sorrow that grew stronger and stronger until she collapsed onto the bed, sobbing uncontrollably.

Watching his mother's trembling shoulders, Ziqiang sat on the bed, tears streaming down his face, shaking her.

"Mom, hit me, kill me!" "

Xiaoqiang, get out! It's my fault, it's retribution for doing this shameful thing!"

"No." Hearing his mother's self-reproach, Ziqiang's heart ached terribly. He climbed onto the bed and pushed his mother's body away.

"You'll always look down on your mother who sells her body, I'll never be able to face anyone again... Waaah."

Hearing his mother's confession, he wept bitterly. Ziqiang embraced his naked mother, weeping together. As they cried, their emotions gradually calmed. With each embrace, Ziqiang's penis, resting between his mother's thighs, grew thicker.

His mother's face flushed with the change. As his mother's emotions stabilized, his breathing became heavier.

His mother cried out, "Xiaoqiang!" and

his son cried, "Mom!"

His penis, sliding between her labia, somehow found its tip penetrating his mother's open vagina.

After a moment of silence, the mother finally spoke first: "Xiaoqiang, we can't do this." She

slowly moved her buttocks, which were still holding his penis, forward.

When he felt only the glans inside his mother, Ziqiang grasped her breasts with both hands, and thrust his penis further inside her: "Mom, I want you."

These words touched Jiang Hua deeply. She reached out and touched her son's face.

"Xiaoqiang..." A soft, callous voice, like a snake twisting its waist, caused the penis, constricted by the slit, to experience a strange pleasure.

Ziqiang's eyes burned, and he leaned over to cover his mother's mouth, his hands forcefully kneading her breasts, his penis thrusting rapidly.

After a series of rapid thrusts, Ziqiang abruptly pulled his wet penis from his mother's body, then pressed her back onto the bed. From her son's fiery eyes, his mother understood his intention and cooperated by spreading her thighs wide.

Witnessing the crimson, lustful opening, Ziqiang guided his penis against her labia.

"Mom, I'm coming!" With a loud shout, Ziqiang recklessly thrust his penis inside.

This thrust pierced the woman's core, this shout shattered her shame, a tingling, throbbing, saturated sensation, the young son's genuine cry.

The mother went mad: "Ah... son, harder, fuck Mom to death!"

Her hands gripped her son's neck, her buttocks shaking violently as the young man thrust his penis in rapidly.

Hearing the mother and son's frantic shouts, the manager outside shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Hey, number 43, really, if you're going to pretend to be a mother, don't try to be so convincing."

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