The moon is round

Late at night, he pushed open the door to return home. His lover was already sitting by the bed, weeping uncontrollably
.

That was their bed of passionate vows—it was, it is, and it will be.

For a mischievous and rebellious boy, the dry, comfortable bedding and the warm scent of his mother's body could calm him and lull
him to sleep. On this bed, he grew from infancy to adolescence to adulthood, gradually becoming independent.
He protected her, nurtured her, possessed her, and cherished her. And she, too, on this bed, transformed from a beautiful young woman into a radiant
, mature mother, like a ripe autumn pear, sweet and juicy, fragrant and alluring—the sensual body her son
yearned for .

But tonight, the moon was full. He returned to the bedroom from the bathroom after his shower, but she ignored him, her head bowed,
silently weeping, looking so heartbroken. He tried to approach the bed, but she pushed him away. That bed had always been their
secret haven, a place where their love and bodies intertwined. Why wouldn't she allow him near now?

"Mom, what's wrong with you today?" I tugged at her, and the silk buttons of her nightgown slipped down easily
, revealing a pair of full, firm breasts, each topped with a purplish-red nipple, trembling slightly.

"Hmm..." she whimpered, pretending to cover her breasts with her hands so her son wouldn't see. She was always like this, angry with
her son , yet acting coy and deliberately teasing him.

"Mom, my darling, my sweet baby, my little bundle of joy, I love you, my sweetheart..."

I sat on the edge of the bed, pried open her hands covering her chest, lowered my head, and took her nipple into my mouth, gently sucking on the purplish-red
tip. I could feel her whole body trembling slightly, and the nipple in my mouth gradually swelled and hardened. I was used to comforting her when she was being coquettish or throwing a tantrum with
such sweet words and affectionate gestures. Whenever a woman gets angry, and you feel
there's no reason why, you need to coax her and caress her, especially when she's your mother; you need to be even more careful and tender.

Salty tears fell onto my face, trickling to the corners of my mouth. The warm liquid was brimming with her emotions, her desires, her
resentment, her hatred; her eyes were brimming with tears. Seeing her tear-streaked, pitiful appearance, I
couldn't help but kiss her lips, embracing her tightly, making it hard for her to breathe. The soft flesh in my arms continued to struggle weakly
. My large hands gently slid over her waist, her nightgown slipped off, my palms lingering on her fair, plump buttocks and thighs
, the touch smooth and warm like jade. She deliberately didn't wear a bra or underwear, only a thin veil, nestled on
the bed waiting for me to return and take liberties with her, yet she was as delicate as a pear blossom, shedding tears; when I embraced and kissed her, she hesitated, and
between her legs, drops of deep, passionate fluid flowed.

What was wrong with her? Who can understand a woman's mind? Especially since she is your mother.

At this moment, words were unnecessary; all that was needed was to forcefully assault her body. She feigned noncooperation
, yet her large buttocks and breasts were exposed, clearly wanting her son to fuck her hard and satisfy her lust,
wasn't that right? I pushed her down onto the bed, spread her legs, placed a pillow under her buttocks, and
began penis into her tender flesh. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were moist and full of affection, her
breasts bounced from side to side, her plump buttocks moved up and down to meet me, and her tender vagina overflowed with love juice. I continued to thrust into the depths of her paradise
; her vaginal cavity had strong suction, and her cervix gripped my glans tightly. Finally, her whole body trembled violently, and she moaned repeatedly
. Her secret place between her legs had been transformed into a blooming red peach blossom by my penis.

When it was over, the moon hung high outside the window, its soft light illuminating the bed. Her jade-like body lay there, her moist eyes even more
captivating , yet she wouldn't allow me to kiss her. She tilted her head, pressing her face against my chest, her buttocks wriggling, and whispered, "Bad
son, Mommy's bad son..."

"Good baby, sweet Mommy, what's bothering you today?"

"Hmm..." She pouted again, and my large hand pinched the smooth, soft flesh of her buttocks.

"You forgot what day it is today, Mommy is so sad." Her voice was still mournful.

"What day is it today?" I continued to gently caress her wriggling buttocks.

"March 8th."

"Oh, hehe..." I thought to myself, today is March 8th, Women's Day, and also her birthday. This
woman who loves to wriggle, this repressed shrew! I was indeed very naughty, and I whispered in her ear: "So you're naked
, waiting for your son to come home."

"Hmm..."

"You think he forgot your birthday, so you're crying naked again."

"Hmm..."

"But you're not crying enough, so your son isn't ready to accept your grievances."

"You're naughty, how do you cry enough?" she asked, blinking her beautiful eyes.

“When you cry to your lover, you cry here…” My hand caressed her buttocks while touching
her cleft, slipping my fingers along the deep groove to touch that delicate peach blossom hidden away, unknown to the world.

“Oh…” she gasped, “You’re so naughty, that’s…”

“What is it?”

“You’re naughty, naughty son, I won’t tell you…” A blush rose to her cheeks.

“I want you to tell me, or I’ll tease it.” I started rubbing her sensitive clitoris with my middle finger.

“Oh… don’t touch it, that’s Mommy’s little cunt…”

She became weak, her buttocks swaying more violently, even her voice trembling, the last two words barely audible. I thought
to myself , you slutty, gossipy mother, still saying no, look how thirsty you are.

“Say it again, I didn’t hear you clearly.” I really am naughty.

“You’re bad, that’s…that’s Mommy’s little cunt crying for her lover…” she gasped, avoiding my gaze
, continuing to speak lewdly and explicitly: “Mommy was naked in bed waiting for you, this bad boy,
to come home , but you forgot it’s my birthday today, making me sad and crying, is that wrong? You have no
chivalry, you just fucked me hard, making Mommy’s little cunt sad and tearful too, are you pretending to be stupid?
And you’re making fun of me…”

“Hehe…good Mommy,” I laughed, kissing her while holding up the finger that had been teasing her buttocks to her face
: “Mommy, look!” She glanced at her son’s finger, which was covered with the translucent fluid that had flowed from her body, and
blushed with embarrassment, her heart racing. “Mmm…” she began to whine again.

“Son was just teasing you, doesn’t son know that Mommy’s little cunt is crying for her lover all the time
? He didn’t forget today is a special day! Here, this is your birthday present, a bottle of high-end moisturizer,
"May Mom always be beautiful and lovely, and this little thing was bought especially for Mom..."

"What is this?" She looked at the small, round vibrating egg, her beautiful eyes blinking with curiosity.

"It can please Mom, making Mom's little cunt flow with tears of joy! Try it, okay?
Let your son put it inside Mom..."

"Um... I'm so embarrassed, I don't want to..."

"You must, because Mom has a tender, affectionate cunt that's willing to cry for her son."

"Um... Mom loves you as much as the blue sky and the sea, my body completely belongs to my son,
so do whatever you want, but could you be a little gentler on Mom's private parts?" She

obediently rolled over and lay flat, first bending her legs, then reaching out her slender hands to grasp her ankles, and then slightly raising and spreading her
long thighs. This allowed me to clearly see a small tuft
of glossy, curly black pubic hair on her mons pubis, below which was her full, plump vulva with her labia minora slightly exposed, alluring opening, followed by her small,
adorable Against this backdrop of her round, elastic, snow-white buttocks, her posture was extremely lewd, not only alluring and sexy, but also
a stunning beauty! Any man who saw this scene would definitely rush forward to lick her a few times and bite her a few times.
Now , the good stuff shouldn't go to outsiders… She was willing to expose her most private parts to her son for his viewing and manipulation,
which showed that she was not only highly aroused but also truly infatuated with me! Thinking of this, I felt overjoyed,
proud and elated by this rare stroke of luck.

I couldn't help but bring my lips to hers, sticking out my tongue to lick her budding vulva. The touch was smooth and soft
flesh, the taste was fresh and sweet, her juices sweet and lustful. My nose also took the opportunity to inhale the fragrance emanating from her tender vulva—
wet, hot, and decadent, with a unique flavor. She couldn't bear my licking; her buttocks writhed incessantly, and she occasionally let out
soft moans.

"You naughty son, you're so naughty!" "Oh...please stop licking, I can't take it anymore..."

Actually, she really liked me licking her tender pussy. Once, on a quiet, moonlit night, she blushed and confessed to me by
the pillow that when I licked her little pussy, she felt like she was on a roller coaster. The exciting
stimulation and extreme pleasure made her feel like she was in heaven, and she didn't know how many times she had ejaculated. But at this moment, her tender pussy
was full of curiosity and tentative desire for the vibrator. She was a little impatient.

I secretly laughed at her lustful eagerness, and then I stretched out my index finger and poked around in her vagina a few times. Her love juice
flowed out. I smeared the slippery and sweet love juice on her vaginal opening and the vibrator, then inserted it, and then turned it off
.

I could feel the vibrating egg vibrating at a high frequency inside my mother's tender vagina. The shockwaves quickly traveled to my beautiful mother's
uterus , to her sensitive clitoris that couldn't withstand even a mosquito's kick, to
the soles of her feet that were most ticklish, to her delicate anus, and to her entire engorged and tender vulva.

"Ah, you naughty son, it's so itchy and achy down there, so..." she began to moan and tremble.

"Hehe, where?" I teased her deliberately.

"Mmm... it's my little cunt, it's so itchy, it feels like I'm getting aroused! Waaah... good son,
I can't take it anymore, come and save me..." She was so moved by the intense stimulation of the vibrating egg that she began to cry
, her buttocks writhing violently, and crystal tears streaming from her beautiful eyes.

"Raise your hips high, use your little hands to spread open your horny little cunt..." She did as I said. I pulled out the vibrator,
and her rosy, adorable labia majora opened and closed like the wings of a pink butterfly,
milky white delicate anus twitched and contracted, a truly alluring and seductive sight
! The flow of fluid from her little cunt and the tears streaming from her big eyes responded in unison, both drops of pure, unadulterated lust from my mother.

My penis was reignited with rage, hard as iron, savage as a wolf, and I thrust it
deep , all the way to her cervix. The warm, elastic vaginal flesh tightly enveloped my penis, each contraction fueling my
destructive desire. My mother's beautiful, alluring body, when she and her lover were naked and having intercourse, required no
pity , no mercy. She craved a brutal, intense, wild, and unrestrained ravaging
.

My mother's plump, firm breasts were played with wantonly in my hands, like dough, kneaded
and squeezed into various shapes. Her weeping, throbbing cunt was the perfect place to humiliate her body; here,
I gave her cruelty, pain, and also the highest, most supreme pleasure.

The intense lovemaking made her tremble and burn. Afterwards, the afterglow of her orgasm was fully reflected on her beautiful,
joyful face. I wiped away the mess of mixed love fluids remaining in her vulva and buttocks.
Tonight , she was the happiest woman. Afterwards, she still pressed her face against my chest, her buttocks
wriggling, my large hands still caressing her hot, elastic buttocks.

"Bad son," she said, "tell me, should Mommy's little cunt continue to cry to you from now on?" "

Her beautiful eyes blinked, like bright stars in the sky, infinitely shy. It was a rhetorical question
, yet it sounded so bold and erotically suggestive. I thought of those men and women caught in the throes of love and hate; when they
passionately make love and flirt in bed, they inevitably utter such explicit and vulgar words, don't they?

'Of course, unless you stop seeing your son as your lover.'

'Hmm…you naughty son, always talking nonsense! "The humble door is now open for you," Mommy's little cunt
will forever weep for you. If you love me deeply, that place will happily shed tears; if you don't love me anymore
, that place will also shed tears of self-pity…' Gazing at the picturesque night outside the window, surrounded by peace and quiet,
she spoke with passion, her buttocks beginning to wriggle restlessly, her cheeks flushed red like wine.

'Hehe…what a self-pity! Mommy's tender cunt is so horny! Son, touch it and see if it's real?'" "
As I spoke, I probed my fingers, which had been caressing her buttocks, deep into her cleft again. The touch of my fingertips revealed warm liquid
seeping from between her lips. She was truly aroused again.

'Will you never regret giving birth to such an evil son who loves to tease and bully his mother?'

'Never regret it! If there truly is an afterlife, I'd be willing to continue being the mother of this bad son, naked as I am!
' She spoke with tender affection, her cheeks flushed, her eyes brimming with tears—truly beautiful.

The next morning, when I woke up, the faint, fishy smell of her love juices lingered in our small bedroom, the sheets damp. "
The beautiful mother's cheeks were still wet with tears, and her alluring private parts were also glistening, for she had cried again while sleeping in my
arms —sweet, lustful juices flowing from her tender vulva for her son…

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