Mother and son love

My mom used to be a school music teacher, but the school was merged with another one. After resigning, she got a job as a dance teacher at a training school through a friend's introduction, thanks to her dance background. She's been doing that job ever since.

When I arrived at the building where my mom works, I took the elevator directly to the eleventh floor.

In her dance studio, which was warm and cozy with the heating on, I saw her students sitting around her. My mom, with her back to the mirror, was tiptoeing and slowly demonstrating graceful ballet movements.

My mom, nearing forty, shows no signs of aging, which is undoubtedly due to her lavish skincare routine. Everyone who has met my mom says she's beautiful, because she looked a lot like the actress Zhao Yihuan when she was young.

Long, slender eyebrows, a straight nose, cherry lips, and a full figure perfectly embody the charm of a beautiful woman. Especially striking are her eyes, clear and captivating, possessing an indescribable allure and charm. Compared to the actress Zhao Yihuan, she may have lost some of the youthful exuberance of a girl, but she has gained a more refined and elegant mature woman's aura.

Her long, wavy hair is also very stylish; the straight hair with side-swept bangs beautifully frames her oval face. Her dark brown hair color, combined with her striking features and natural expression, gives her an ethereal and otherworldly quality.

She's still wearing that tight-fitting black jumpsuit for teaching; the black jumpsuit contrasts beautifully with her fair skin, creating a refreshing and striking look.

My mother's figure is incredibly well-maintained due to years of dance practice. While her breasts aren't as perky as the girls around her, they are fuller and rounder. Her waving hands and arms exude a gentle grace, and her long, slender, white thighs flow gracefully down to her ankles.

Compared to the younger female students around her, my mother, though only about 1.6 meters tall, has a more curvaceous figure, with a prominent bust and buttocks. Having given birth, her buttocks are exceptionally round and full. Age hasn't held her back; instead, it has enhanced her charm and femininity. My good friend Jiang Dong, when he first met my mother, said she was an unbelievably beautiful mature woman, adding that I must have accumulated a lot of good karma in my past life to have such a beautiful mother.

Back then, so many guys chased after my mom, but she still fell for my honest and hardworking dad. Even though my mom is so beautiful, I, her son, am anything but handsome, which is really frustrating. Luckily, I love playing basketball, so I'm quite strong. At 1.76 meters tall, I'm a head taller than my mom, and my grades in school are just so-so.

Because my mom is so beautiful, I'm very picky about girls. I glanced at the girls, and sigh… only two or three were decent-looking; the rest were terrible. One even had a face full of acne.

My mom had actually seen me a while ago, but because she was teaching those girls, she didn't greet me. I waited for her in the hallway outside.

Soon after, my mom finished her class and announced the end of the session. The girls chattered away, a few glancing at me, whispering and giggling.

I know I'm not handsome, even a little ugly. I've never had a girlfriend, and although I'm often teased, I'm used to it.

When Mom came out of the dressing room, she had changed into her usual casual clothes: a wool sweater and a long black coat, nice black leggings, and black heeled boots—she looked quite stylish.

"Xiaolin, come here, help Mom take this desk back. Nobody wants it; it'll fit perfectly in your dad's study," Mom said, pointing to a somewhat old desk that was about half my height.

"This is so old and heavy. Desks aren't expensive; why don't you just buy a new one?" I said, a little reluctant, seeing how much effort it would take to lift it.

"You don't know how to save money at all! If you don't save, how will you afford to go to school?" Mom rolled her eyes at me.

"It's such a hassle," I said, trying to lift the desk. It wasn't particularly heavy, but I had to rest after walking a short distance.

"Ugh, you're sighing and complaining about helping your mother," Mom pinched my waist.

"..."

After moving downstairs, my mom and I took a taxi. We sat in the back, and she took out her phone to play. Even though she's almost forty, she's a true 70s kid; she knows all the trendy things young people use, like QQ and WeChat. She's very fashionable.

I also took out my phone, but after a while, I got bored and stared blankly out the window at the scenery.

The winter sky always darkens very quickly. Outside the car window, the neon lights of the city shone brightly. As the taxi moved, the light and shadows flickered across my mom's face and body, creating a somewhat eerie effect. A faint scent of sandalwood perfume wafted from her. Looking at this dazzling world, I felt a mix of emotions.

As we got out of the taxi, the driver gave my mom a few greedy glances. I'm used to the way people look at my mom; after all, she's so beautiful. I don't know why, but whenever I see that kind of intense look in other people's eyes, I actually feel a sense of pride and satisfaction… Luckily, our building has an elevator, otherwise, with this rickety desk, I'd probably have to crawl up all twelve floors.

When my mom and I got home, my dad was already there. He's a very kind and gentle person. He works as an editor at a magazine and isn't very busy. He doesn't have many hobbies; he just likes reading the news, playing chess, and fishing is his favorite.

I could smell the aroma of food at the door. Besides not smoking or drinking, my dad's biggest strength is undoubtedly his amazing cooking skills. Even my mom would have to admit defeat. My mom is the one who calls the shots at home, and my dad does more housework than she does. He's completely tamed by my mom… "Xiaolin, why didn't I see you bring any books home today?" My dad adjusted his glasses and remembered this question during dinner.

"Ah... well... anyway, we have plenty of study materials at home, just focus on the key points, it's fine." "Him? He never thought about studying~ His mind is only on how to have fun during winter break." "You know everything." I made a face at my mom.

"Hmph~ You came out of my belly, I know all your little schemes." Mom rolled her eyes at me.

After dinner, I sat on the sofa to rest and saw a coupon for a farm stay in Yunshan on the low table.

"Dad, where did this coupon come from? Are you going to Yunshan?"

"It was given by the company, I can't go, I'm working overtime on Saturday and Sunday, why don't you and your mom go?" "I'm too lazy to go, farm stays aren't fun, there's not even Wi-Fi there." "All you do is surf the internet, the college entrance exam is almost here and you're not worried at all." Mom came over and tapped my forehead with her index finger. She picked up the coupon and looked at it.

"Why is your company so generous this time, it's a 50% off coupon, I might as well sell it to a friend." Mom is quite good at shrewd calculations.

"Whatever, but I heard from a colleague that there's a lantern festival at Yunshan this year, it'll be very lively," Dad said while washing dishes in the kitchen.

"Oh, I see. Anyway, I'm on holiday, why don't I go? It'll be a good opportunity to see it for myself, I haven't seen a lantern festival in years." Thinking of past lantern festivals, my curiosity was piqued, wondering if I could ask a female classmate out or something.

"Always running around like this. Mom wants to go too, how about Mom comes with you?" Mom is usually very caring, but sometimes too much so.

"No way... I want to go alone, it's not comfortable with so many people," I said, frowning.

"You're already complaining about Mom now that you don't even have a girlfriend, what will you do when you do? If I'd known Xiaolin was so disobedient, I would have had a daughter," Mom teased, pretending to be angry.

"...No way," I said, speechless. Actually, I just didn't want to be with the adults. Oh well, being with my pretty mom was fine too.

And on the newspaper under the coupon, which neither my mom nor I noticed, was a report about several prisoners in Y City who had recently escaped from prison by digging tunnels… ※※※※※※ Saturday morning, I slept until noon. My mom had to wake me up. It's so comfortable to sleep in bed in winter. As I got up and washed, I heard my mom cooking in the kitchen… Lunch already?

"You lazybones, hurry up! We'll leave after lunch," my mom's voice came from the kitchen.

"Okay, almost done." The house looked clean; it seemed my mom had gotten up early to clean.

In the afternoon, my mom and I finally set off in my dad's beat-up car. My mom was wearing the same clothes as yesterday, just light-colored sweatpants and sneakers. She seemed to be in a good mood today; her eyes were always smiling.

The sky was a bit overcast today, thankfully it didn't rain, although the weather forecast said there would be no rain today, I don't know if that's true.

Yunshan Scenic Area is about an hour's drive from my city, Z. The closer you get to Yunshan, the more winding and rugged the road becomes. It's mostly majestic mountains and ridges, the roads built high up on the mountainside. Because it's relatively remote, there are few cars on this road on weekdays, mostly small cars on road trips, so it's relatively safe.

My mom usually drives very slowly, looking at the lush green forests around us, smelling the fresh air, and hearing the sounds of insects and birds that we don't usually hear in the city, the distant mountain peaks shrouded in mist... this place is quite pleasant... Suddenly, there was a "bang" from under the car, and my mom quickly stopped.

My mom and I got out of the car and saw that we had just hit and killed a small animal that looked like a rat. The animal's blood was still stuck to the car tire.

"Tsk, how tragic, it died with its eyes wide open." The carcass of the small animal was not far from the car.

"Xiaolin, go get a bottle of mineral water and wash the tires, they look awful." Mom just frowned and then ordered me to do it.

"It's me again...this is disgusting." Helpless, I washed the blood off the tires with water and then kicked the small animal's carcass off the cliff.

After that, we continued on our way. Mom seemed very calm, as if nothing had happened, but hitting and killing a small animal right after leaving the house didn't seem like a good omen... After driving for a while, we finally arrived at the foot of Yunshan Scenic Area. There were so many people today, a bustling crowd. Some were taking pictures, some were buying souvenirs. After parking the car, Mom and I first went to book a guesthouse for the night. Then Mom went to the temple on Yunshan to offer incense, so I had to go with her.

When we reached a very wide lake, I saw all sorts of lanterns. The area was quite large; the lantern festival was on this lake! It was daytime now, but it must be very beautiful at night. With so many people here today, it must be lively.

Yunshan is vast, and it took my mom and me nearly half an hour to walk along the winding mountain path to reach the temple. Everyone says this temple is very efficacious, and many people come to burn incense. When we arrived, my mom even had to queue to burn incense, and her beautiful face attracted quite a few stares. I felt very proud.

My mom looked very devout while burning incense; her eyes were slightly closed, and her beautiful face held an expression of expectation. At that moment, she looked so peaceful and holy.

After burning incense, my mom suggested we go to the giant rock scenic area at the top of the mountain to take pictures. We walked for about twenty more minutes, but our luck seemed to be bad. Halfway there, it started to drizzle. The weather forecast was indeed inaccurate.

The rain got heavier and heavier, and there were hardly any tourists on the road. Everyone had run off to find shelter. My mom and I had only reached the halfway point, and we estimated we would have to get soaked for another half hour before reaching the farmhouse at the foot of the mountain.

"Son, look, there's an empty house over there. Let's go take shelter first," my mom said, noticing a house in the distance. Perhaps worried that I would catch a cold, she took my hand and led me to a mud house that was a bit far from the mountain path.

"I see it. Let me go first, Mom, be careful, the road is slippery." I stepped forward to clear the way; I didn't want my mother to get soaked.

The house was in a very remote place. The doorknob was broken, so we went straight in. I heard that years ago, to protect the environment, the government relocated the farmers from the mountains to the foot of the mountain or other places, so there are many empty houses like this on the mountain.

The house wasn't big, with two rooms and a kitchen piled with wood. The outer room was empty, while the inner room only had a very simple wooden bed, without any bedding, and a light bulb that I wasn't sure if it would even work.

Although simple, the house was well-preserved, looked sturdy, and had no damage. It should be fine for sheltering from the rain. However, I noticed a pile of burnt charcoal in the inner room, perhaps used by other tourists.

The rain was pouring down, the sound of it pouring could be heard inside the house. Mom took a mirror out of her bag and started combing her slightly wet hair. Feeling bored, I took out my phone to play games. Just then, I heard a creak, as if someone had pushed open the broken door. A middle-aged man of average build, wearing an incongruous t-shirt and pants, and bald, walked in. He looked haggard, wore glasses, and had a somewhat refined appearance. He seemed taken aback when he saw us.

"Hello, it's raining so hard outside, we came in to take shelter from the rain... are you too?" Mom greeted us politely.

"Okay... taking shelter from the rain... me too..." The bespectacled man's eyes were practically glued to my mom's pretty face; his blatant gaze was repulsive.

"Oh... really? Well, let's all wait together then." Mom felt uncomfortable under his blatant gaze and quickly turned her face towards me. He didn't seem like a bad person, and the atmosphere became somewhat tense.

I didn't want to be with this slovenly and rude guy. I felt a bit disgusted by him. Suddenly, something occurred to me.

"Mom, how about I call the people at the farmhouse down the mountain and ask them to bring an umbrella up? Waiting like this isn't working." "Okay, go ahead and call. Hmm~ Get one for this uncle too." My mom was a nice person, but she didn't want to be with that guy either.

The middle-aged man's eyelids seemed to twitch when he heard I was going to make a call, but I didn't notice. Just as I picked up the phone to dial, something hit my head, and in the instant I passed out, all I saw was my mom's panicked face... Damn it... and then I passed out.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ When I regained some consciousness, I found myself tied to a very thick log. In the dim light, I realized where I was. Wasn't this the kitchen of that mud house? There were discarded logs all around.

"Mom, Mom, where are you?" My biggest worry right now was my mom, and I shouted as loudly as I could.

After a while, the bespectacled kidnapper came in and roughly stuffed a soft, white, fragrant object into my mouth.

"Little kid, does your mom's underwear smell good? Uncle just played with it, now you can play with it... hahahahaha," the kidnapper laughed maniacally, definitely a pervert.

He seemed to be trying to take me to the inner room, but the wooden beam binding me was huge and heavy, tightly tied from head to toe. I was like a sandbag, completely unbalanced. The perverted kidnapper dragged me into the inner room, and as soon as we entered, I was kicked to the ground. I fell heavily, my head spinning.

"Son, son... sob... what do you want to do to my son? I beg you, let us go, we can give you money, we'll give you anything!" I heard my mother's pitiful pleas.

I looked in my mother's direction, and a surge of anger rushed to my head. I was filled with anxiety, rage, shame, and fury.

My mother was tied to a wooden chair with only three legs. Her feet were bound together, and her hands were tied behind her back. Her hair was disheveled, and her tear-streaked face was etched with exhaustion. A large section of her collar was torn open, revealing her white breasts and a black lace bra that had been pulled down halfway.

Her pants were loose, as if she had just put them on, and one shoe was missing. Red marks from the ropes were visible on her fair skin, and there was a sticky liquid around her small mouth, staining her clothes as well. She looked utterly wretched and miserable. I cried out in anguish and rage, but my mouth was gagged by her underwear, and I couldn't move.

The chair swayed violently; my mother seemed to want to move towards me, but she was bound too tightly, and she nearly fell several times.

I never imagined this seemingly refined middle-aged man was such a scoundrel, a complete beast. I can't believe my mother and I would encounter such terrible luck! God is such a bastard!

"Beautiful lady, now that you and your child are reunited, how will you thank me?" The kidnapper's hands kneaded my mother's chest, then two fingers pinched her slightly protruding nipples tightly.

"Please, please let us go! We promise we won't say a word once we get out. I already agreed to your request, I beg you..." My mother didn't dare look at me, biting her lip, letting the kidnapper grope her.

"No, madam, your body doesn't say that. Look at your nipples, they're so hard! Such tempting fruit, I want to thrust into your body again...hehehehehe." The kidnapper's movements became increasingly violent and brutal.

"Please...don't...do this!" My mother's face showed pain.

"Ugh...ugh..." I strained with all my might, the heavy log behind me swaying and hitting the ground with a "thud, thud," I felt powerless and helpless.

The kidnapper ignored me completely; my protests seemed to only fuel his animalistic desires. He thrust his dark, ugly penis towards my mother's sexy little mouth.

"Come on, give me a blowjob like before, show your best bedroom skills, let your son see how slutty you are as a mother, see how this little slut serves me. I get so hard just seeing a beautiful lady like you, it's so exciting!" The kidnapper grabbed my mother's hair, speaking roughly.

My mother knew I was there, but she didn't obey the kidnapper's orders. Instead, she kept her lips tightly shut, glaring at the kidnapper with hatred, refusing to utter a word.

"Bitch!" Then, "slap!" The kidnapper slapped my mother, but she remained unmoved.

"Hehe... I don't like disobedient mothers. You're a real beauty, even your hatred for me is so beautiful. You're a real beauty, but you're more fun to play with." The kidnapper said, picking up a piece of wood and walking towards me.

"Oh my god... what... what are you going to do? Don't hurt my son!" My mother seemed to sense something was wrong and cried out loudly.

"Since Mom is disobedient, let the son make Mom obedient." The kidnapper laughed maniacally, as if remembering something.

Before he finished speaking, the mad kidnapper started punching and kicking me. My whole body felt like a sandbag, being beaten painfully. I couldn't dodge, and I was beaten so badly I could barely scream.

"Please don't hurt my son... he's dying... please stop hitting him... please stop hitting him... I'll listen to you, I'll do whatever you want... sob... he's still a child... sob..." My mother cried and screamed, her heart breaking at the sight of me being beaten.

"You should have listened to me earlier. I'm a reasonable person. Look at this little brat getting beaten up, it's all your fault as his mother, isn't it, beautiful lady?" The perverted kidnapper said with an uncharacteristic smile.

"If you don't satisfy me, I might accidentally kill your good son later if I'm in a bad mood. Don't blame me then." The kidnapper brought his erect penis to my mother's mouth, rubbing it against her lips.

My mother bit her lip, hesitated for a moment upon hearing his threat, then closed her eyes tightly, as if she had made a decision, and resignedly opened her mouth, swallowing half of the kidnapper's penis in front of me without any pretense.

My mother really swallowed the kidnapper's penis, and an indescribable sense of shame made my face burn red. Although I found it hard to accept, I was helpless. I was overwhelmed with shame, I deserved to die!

"Ah...it's...so...good...ah...so good." The kidnapper was so comfortable that he couldn't even speak clearly.

My mother kept her eyes tightly shut, her small mouth almost wide open to barely swallow the dark, ugly penis. Her head moved slightly back and forth, the penis being swallowed and then spat out, then taken back in, repeating this in-and-out motion over and over. At the kidnapper's signal, my mother would also lick the penis horizontally with her tongue, like eating a delicious popsicle, her saliva dripping from it, carrying a lewd scent onto the ground.

Nothing could have shocked and shamed me more than this moment. From childhood to adulthood, this was the first time I had ever seen my mother perform oral sex, especially on the crotch of such a despicable kidnapper. I had no idea my mother was so skilled at it, no less than the women in those pornographic films.

"You little brat, you're so... ah... so fucking lucky to have such a slutty mom. Watch how your mom licks your uncle's mouth, licking him until he... ah... yes, right there... licks his balls too... ah... just like that, take it in." The kidnapper excitedly held the mother's head, as if trying to make her take it in deeper, while saying shameless things, seemingly enjoying this perverse pleasure.

The mother, perhaps feeling ashamed after hearing the kidnapper's words, blushed all the way down to her neck, but instead of resisting, she just kept her eyes tightly closed, letting the black penis fill her mouth.

The quiet room was filled with the sounds of my mother vigorously licking the black penis, her lips moving as if she were sucking on saliva, her hissing sounds filling the air. Even I felt a slight stirring in my groin, seemingly unable to resist the allure of my mother's lewd aura. I felt incredibly ashamed of my physical reaction and closed my eyes, but the incredibly seductive licking sounds still pierced my ears. Reality told me that my mother was currently licking someone else's penis with all her might. Her skillful tongue, her submissive expression, her beautiful features—all flashed through my mind.

"Ah...come...coming...madam...give it all...swallow it all..." The kidnapper seemed to be enjoying himself immensely, pressing his penis firmly against my mother's mouth, trembling slightly, while my mother's expression was one of pain.

"Ugh," my mother gagged for a while, white semen flowing from her mouth, onto her body and legs.

I shook her again, trying to express my utter rage, but it was all in vain. For the first time in over a decade, I felt so powerless… My mother wouldn't look at me, her beautiful eyes still closed, tears streaming down her face, as if she had committed a heinous crime. Her disheveled dark brown hair, her rapid breathing, and the glistening drool at the corner of her mouth, combined with her pitiful appearance, gave her a kind of lewd beauty.

“All mothers in this world are indeed sluts, I knew it long ago, mothers are all lowly bitches, all begging to be fucked… all of them…” The kidnapper seemed to remember something, standing to the side rambling incoherently. His once somewhat refined face now looked incredibly terrifying, evil, and menacing, radiating an aura of extreme danger.

My mother and I both felt our hearts sink to the bottom. This kidnapper was not only a pervert but also mentally unstable; it seemed our chances of survival were slim.

"Beautiful lady, your oral skills are truly captivating. I, Zhang, have witnessed them firsthand today. Now... it's this kid's turn." The kidnapper's tone changed again after regaining his senses, but the more he did so, the more uneasy I felt.

"What do you want to do? Please don't hurt my son..." My mother seemed to sense the danger as well, opening her eyes and staring intently at the kidnapper, terrified he would harm me... "I'm so happy today, hehe, let's play a game, let the little guy see what kind of person his mother is, see his mother's true face, hehehehehe," the kidnapper's laughter sent chills down my spine.

The crazed kidnapper first stood me and the large log tightly tied behind me upright, making me stand against the wall. Then he went over and loosened the rope around my mother's waist, allowing her to stand up, but he didn't untie the ropes on her hands and feet. He forced my frail mother in front of me.

"Seeing your excellent performance, I'm sure your son's penis is hard now, so now, ma'am, give your beloved son oral sex, lick your son's penis, let me see this heartwarming mother-son scene, hehehehe... hahahaha!" The kidnapper laughed maniacally.

How could I do that? That's incest!!!

I shook her violently, resisting. How could I let my beloved mother do such a despicable thing to me? She was my mother, my very mother! I knew how much she loved me, her only son. Afraid she might do something foolish, I, in my youthful rage, would rather die than humiliate her. I should protect her.

My mother was stunned. She stood before me, dazed. After all, she was just a fragile woman. Reason told her she absolutely could not commit incest with her son. But this kidnapper was a complete madman. At this point, if she didn't listen to him, the consequences would be unimaginable for her. She couldn't go forward or backward. Compared to all dignity, it seemed my mother was willing to give everything for me… The kidnapper picked up an old wooden bucket from the corner and filled a dirty water tank about halfway with water. He placed the bucket next to my mother and me.

“Madam, it hasn't even started yet. Let me see how much a mother loves her son. Just thinking about this feeling is intoxicating…” The kidnapper took a deep breath, seemingly intoxicated, and began to ramble on again.

"Oh right, I almost forgot to explain the rules of the game... Hehe, this barrel leaks at the bottom. If your son hasn't ejaculated by the time the water runs out, then I'm sorry, I'll fill the barrel with your son's blood. I'm sure you won't test my patience, madam." The kidnapper finished speaking and sat down in the chair my mother had just been sitting in, looking like he was waiting to see a good show.

The kidnapper didn't seem to be joking; water began to slowly overflow from the bottom of the barrel next to him, and the ground slowly became wet.

I angrily shook my head, wanting to tell my mother not to do this, but my mother's eyes showed pain and determination. I couldn't understand what my mother was thinking, but I could sense that she had already prioritized everything.

"Xiaolin, as long as you can live, I'd die for you. You must remember, no matter what happens, you must live. You are everything to me. I'm already tainted... it doesn't matter anymore. Maybe this is my fate," my mother murmured calmly to me.

Then, without a word or a movement, Mom, without hesitation, knelt between my legs and used her mouth to unzip my pants. The "squeak" of her mouth pulling down the zipper seemed to unlock the door to my buried desires, and her mouth was the key to that desire. My already rock-hard penis sprang out from the gap in my underwear, large and erect, radiating a murderous aura, seemingly waiting for soft caresses.

I was filled with shame, but no matter how much I tried to suppress myself, my penis showed no sign of abating; in fact, it even pointed upwards.

Mom, like a little girl waiting for a lollipop, couldn't wait to take my penis into her warm, moist, tightly enveloping mouth the moment it emerged. The feeling!!!

The feeling, though morality urged me to remain calm, was just so incredibly pleasurable… The moment my mother's tongue and mouth touched my penis… Even though I knew it was sinful, it felt so good… My mother was now serving her husband like a prostitute serving a client, utterly shameless. She used every move she knew on my penis, licking and sucking without restraint to make me ejaculate quickly. Each time she swallowed, she gently stroked with her tongue, her tongue pressing against the glans, sending waves of electric-like pleasure through it. Especially when my mother sucked on my penis, each suck made it throb—no, even my heart throbbed… Shame made my face burn. I thought of my mother who would sternly criticize me when I made mistakes, who would lecture me from a superior position when I didn't study hard, who would boss me around when I was lazy at home… And now, my mother is still my mother, but she's more like a woman, a woman who needs a penis.

My mother, whom I held in utmost purity, was now kneeling beneath me, servicing my penis with abandon. A sense of depravity filled my mind, and my lower body uncontrollably hardened.

But it seemed my mother hadn't let go of everything. I saw her face and neck flushed, even her ears were bright red. It seemed the guilt of giving her son oral sex deeply shamed her, but the more shameful she felt, the faster she went, even penetrating deep into his throat several times.

The intense, pleasurable sensation of my penis being sucked in my mouth, the sheer pleasure of knowing it was my mother giving me oral sex, and the sense of decadence that came with it all—all these things made me almost forget all my pain and confusion. I recklessly indulged in my mother's service. This pleasurable feeling was both stimulating and wondrous, making it impossible to resist… Looking down, I saw my mother's full, white breasts, and her incredibly lewd profile as she earnestly and obscenely performed oral sex on me. Although she suppressed her moans, the sound of my penis moving in and out of her mouth still stimulated my ears. My youthful self was no match for my mother's excellent oral sex skills, and soon, the decadent pleasure surged towards my glans like a tidal wave.

"Ugh…" I murmured in my sleep with my mother's panties stuffed in my mouth, a tremor running through me, and my glans ejaculated a large amount of fragrant semen.

"Ah..." Mom cried out. With her hands and feet bound, she couldn't escape at all. After a spasm, I ejaculated a large amount of semen onto Mom's face. Mom's beautiful face was covered with my milky white semen, full of lewd beauty.

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