Perfect Motherly Love

I was born in 1976 into a happy family. I was the only boy in my generation,
so I was very much loved. My father was a railway engineer, and my mother was a nurse; she was just twenty when I was born.

Time flies, and it was 1992 in the blink of an eye. I was sixteen and in my first year of high school. Perhaps because I
was pampered by my family from a young age, I matured late. It wasn't until high school that I began to yearn for things between men and women, developing a strong interest in
women 's bodies. I started going to video arcades and renting obscene books, secretly flipping through them.

I had a crush on a pretty girl in my class, and she seemed to like me too. Although we were often
together , we never even held hands. One night, I dreamed that we were naked together, doing *that*,
and then I felt a tingling sensation all over my body. I woke up with a start, only to find my underwear wet and sticky. I knew this was what physiology books
describe as a wet dream, but the unprecedented pleasure was just too good.

I learned to masturbate, but the loneliness, isolation, and guilt that followed made me very uncomfortable.
My sexual desires only fueled my urges, leading me to constantly seek out various erotic books to add
color to my masturbation.

One day, I bought a novel about incest between a mother and son at a bookstall. When I read the scenes of their debauchery
, I couldn't resist reaching into my underwear and masturbating with my erect penis. That evening, after my mother finished showering
, I was still thinking about the incestuous scenes described in the book. I stared blankly at my mother's beautiful
face and her slender body wrapped in her nightgown, fantasizing about lying in bed with her.

Although Mom is 36 years old, her job dispensing medicine at the hospital pharmacy is easy, and she takes good care of herself, making her look like she's
only around 30. She has the delicate, fair skin and petite figure typical of Suzhou beauties. "
What are you looking at? Go do your homework." Mom was a little embarrassed by my stare, and two intoxicating blushes appeared on her cheeks
.

"Mom, you're so beautiful! If we went out together, people would definitely think you were my older sister!" I
snapped of my reverie and tried to say it in a joking tone.

"Silly boy, stop talking nonsense with your mother. Go do your homework."

Since Dad was always away on business, it was mostly just my mom and me at home, so I was always very casual with her.
But this was the first time I'd ever said anything like this to her. Perhaps she sensed something different in my eyes; she
blushed and tightened her clothes. "Go do your homework, stop fooling around here."

Lying in bed, I recalled the descriptions of incestuous mother-son relationships in books, thinking of my mother's beautiful face,
fantasizing about lying in bed with her and ejaculating thick semen. From then on, I lost
all interest in the girls in my class, only fantasizing about being with my mother every day. Unexpectedly, the opportunity soon came my way.

That day, my mother held a class reunion at home. Several of her friends came over. When they saw me, I
tried my best to be obedient. They all praised my mother for having such a handsome and tall son, envying
her good fortune—a good husband and such a sensible son. In the end, they all got a little drunk, so I had
to let them sleep at home.

My mother and I had to squeeze onto my single bed. At first, we slept foot-to-foot, but I
couldn't fall asleep. Hearing them both fast asleep, I quietly squeezed behind my mother and gently hugged her.
In her sleep, she shifted slightly towards me, her soft buttocks pressing tightly against my erect penis.

Holding my mother, whom I had longed for day and night, and inhaling her alluring fragrance, my penis throbbed painfully.
I couldn't resist gently caressing her full body through her clothes, and finally, losing all reason, I lifted her nightgown and
began caressing her plump, soft buttocks.

I rubbed my penis against her buttocks, and accidentally slipped between her legs, directly against
her warm, soft vulva. My mother's soft body instantly stiffened, her breathing stopped, and her
tense legs clamped tightly around my penis. My hand was still holding her heavy breasts; my heart
stopped beating with fear.

My mother silently moved forward, her soft, smooth skin bringing extreme pleasure to my penis.
I couldn't help but thrust forward, pressing against her vulva. I lost my mind, gripping my mother's breasts tightly, my lower body
pressed firmly against her buttocks, rapidly thrusting my penis in and out. My mother twisted her full buttocks, trying to get away from me, but this only
gave me greater stimulation. A tingling sensation ran down my back, and I ejaculated a large amount of semen between my mother's legs. My
mother stopped struggling, letting my throbbing penis spray semen between her legs.

When I calmed down, my mother gently pushed away my hand that was holding her breasts and quietly went to the bathroom.
When lay down to sleep with my feet together. When I woke up in the morning, her friends had all left. I looked at my mother's face with worry and
found that she was the same as usual, as if nothing had happened last night. I almost wondered if I was dreaming, but
when I saw my mother's underwear covered in milky white mucus in the dirty clothes in the washing machine, I knew that I had indeed done that thing with
my mother .

I was careful in my interactions with my mother, but her behavior puzzled me. She
hadn't gradually I forgot about that night. However, my desire for her body
grew stronger with time.

I, who used to be among the top students in my class, plummeted to below 20th place in the midterm exams—
the worst result I'd ever had. My father was furious. I wanted to study hard, but I just
couldn't . Every day, my mother's beautiful face, sweet smile, and voluptuous body kept flashing through my mind.

By the end of the semester, my grades had dropped another ten places. My parents urged me to study every day.
Anxiety appeared in my mother's eyes, and her temper worsened. I was in so much pain I felt like I was going crazy. Summer vacation began, and
my parents enrolled me in several tutoring classes. But on the day of the exams, I still hadn't improved…

My mother finally lost her temper. I was desperate. "Mom! I really want to study,
but I just can't concentrate…" I cried out to her. My mother froze… I turned and
ran back to my room.

After dinner, Mom sat blankly in the living room. "Mom! I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you. I will
study hard."

"Oh! You're not a child anymore, you should be more sensible." My mother answered me casually. Although her face was a little
pale, she still looked so beautiful, with her graceful, slender neck and fair skin. My
resolve , vanished again.

"Whatever! Learn whatever you can!" My mother stood up and slowly walked back to her and my father's
room . Lying on the bed, I pulled out the novel that had made me so depressed and tore it apart in anger. But halfway through,
I couldn't help but flip through a few more pages. My desire for my mother's body overwhelmed all reason. I rushed to my mother's room, but
thinking of her affection for me, I became timid again.

Back in my own room, I picked up my books to review my lessons, but the scene of that mother and son's lewdness kept appearing in my mind.
If this continued, I would really go crazy. I went to my mother's room again, gently pushed open the door, and saw
my mother lying on the bed with her back to me. Her beautiful curves... even if it was just for a while, I would be happy. I quietly went to my mother's
bedside . She seemed to be fast asleep. I lay down behind her, just like that night.

After a while, I reached out my trembling hand and gently stroked my mother's soft body. Her body trembled
slightly, and I hugged her tightly without thinking. "Mom! I love you so much. I know this is wrong, but
I just can't forget you. I can't take it anymore. I'm going crazy." My mother lay silently.

I put my hands inside her bosom and stroked her smooth, full breasts. Her soft body tensed up
instantly . I frantically pulled off my own underwear and then pulled down my mother's panties.
With my throbbing penis erect, I thrust and pounded wildly between her legs. My mother curled up forward, her legs slightly apart, and my penis slid into a
warm, moist cavity. I barely thrust for a dozen seconds before groaning and ejaculating inside her vagina.

I didn't pull out my penis; I continued thrusting, and soon ejaculated a second time. My mother leaned forward, and
my limp penis slipped out of her body. She pulled up the thin blanket to cover her bare buttocks. My
restless emotions vanished instantly, and I nestled in her arms, quickly drifting into a sweet sleep.

When I woke up in the morning, my mother was no longer beside me. Seeing the white smegma on my penis, I realized that I had indeed done "that" with her
the night before . I nervously slipped back to my room, got dressed, and came out to find
my mother unchanged, her expression normal as always. I felt relieved.

That evening, when I went to my mother's room again, the door was locked from the inside. I had no choice but to return to my
room dejectedly. Because my sexual desire had been somewhat relieved, my grades quickly improved. I tried to open my mother's door almost
every day , but to no avail, and I was about to give up.

But one day, about two weeks later, after taking a bath, my mother appeared before me wearing a thin nightgown.
Her large, bouncing breasts and fair, slender legs were incredibly alluring. That night,
when I went to my mother's room, the door was indeed unlocked. When I lay down behind her, she pretended to be asleep, almost
exactly the same as before. I finished in less than two minutes.

But this time, my mother didn't let me sleep next to her. She gently pushed me away, and my attempt to cling to her was
discovered . Although her movements were light, they were firm and unyielding. I had no choice but to return to my own room,
filled with regret. Although I had made love to my mother four times, I had never truly seen her body or
experienced any unusual pleasure. It was merely a release of pent-up passion.

I secretly resolved that next time I would definitely see my mother's body clearly and slowly savor that ecstatic
pleasure. However, when I received my mother's favor again, I was flustered and at a loss,
ejaculating prematurely, and then my mother kicked me out of her room.

In my second year of high school, my grades caught up to the top of the class, and my parents were very happy. When my father
praised me, my mother's face turned slightly red, and I was also very happy. I had not let my mother down. Finally,
when my father went on a business trip, my mother saw the desire in my eyes as I looked at her. Her face flushed, she
washed herself clean, and went to bed early.

I suppressed my strong desire and masturbated in my own room before going to my mother's room . I
gently pushed open the door, and my mother was still lying on her side with her back to the door, just like before. I didn't
climb onto the bed immediately as I used to. I first enjoyed admiring my mother's beautiful back before slowly moving behind her. Although I had
been having sex with my mother for more than half a year, I had never looked at my mother's body so carefully before.

I gently kissed my mother's fair neck, her delicate earlobes, and her slender shoulders, caressing her soft, warm
skin . I slowly removed her nightgown. My mother seemed to sense something was different from before from my actions; her petite
body trembled slightly.

I turned her face and kissed her tightly closed, moist lips, greedily caressing her full breasts,
kneading her soft nipples. Gradually, her breathing quickened. I climbed on top of her, my erect
penis pressing against her warm, moist vulva. As my hardness deeply penetrated her, my mother let out a soft moan, and two
clear tears silently slid down her rosy cheeks.

I suckled on her hardening nipple, my movements gradually increasing in speed. My mother let out soft, low
breaths, her warm, moist flesh tightly enveloping my penis, her arms involuntarily wrapping around my waist.
As I thrust finally into her vagina, my mother's body tensed, her pelvis arching upwards.
With a powerful thrust, a surge of heat shot into her body. Our lower bodies pressed tightly together, and
we collapsed limply onto the bed. My mother let out a long sigh, her hot breath tickling my ear.

I cupped her sweaty face in my hands, kissing her soft lips and slipping my tongue into her mouth
. She opened her teeth, and we shared a deep, sweet kiss. I savored her saliva, my penis,
deeply inside her, gripped by her convulsing flesh, becoming erect once more.

My mother and I held each other tightly, our lower bodies intertwined. I once again experienced
that dizzying pleasure and the sweet, intoxicating love.

When I woke up this morning, I felt that life was so beautiful, as if everything had become even more wonderful and heartwarming.
I went up behind my mother, who was making breakfast, and gently wrapped my arms around her slender waist. "Mom, this is so nice..."

My mother gently pulled my arms away, turned around to face me, her pretty face flushed with a captivating
blush, avoiding my gaze, and walked out of the kitchen. When we sat down at the table to eat breakfast, my mother...
Regaining my usual composure, I walked over to kiss her alluring red lips, but she stopped me with a
look a resolute gaze that brooked no disrespect. I timidly withdrew. A hint of approval,
tinged with shyness, appeared in my mother's eyes. "Let's eat! Otherwise, we'll be late."

That evening, when I went to my mother's room again, as expected, the door was locked from the inside. I knocked
. "Mom, tomorrow is my birthday. What gift have you prepared for me? Can I see it?" I asked
persistently .

"We'll talk about it tomorrow!" my mother replied from inside.

That night, I returned home to find a pair of sneakers I had been asking my parents for a long time on my bed.
I was deeply disappointed. During dinner, my mother and I both drank some wine. Looking at my mother's flushed face,
I reminded her again, "Mom! Today is my birthday."

"Didn't I give you the sneakers? You've been wanting those for so long!" Mom pretended not to understand
what , turning her gaze away and changing the subject. That night, I quietly went to Mom's room and
was surprised to find the door open easily. Mom's naked body glowed like
milk I went to Mom, cupped her smooth face, and Mom wrapped her arms around my
neck, and we kissed sweetly.

I kissed Mom's alluring body with ecstatic joy, finally reaching my birthplace. I parted her thick
pubic hair and inserted my tongue into her warm, moist cavity, sucking, licking, and thrusting... Mom twisted
her body restlessly, letting out soft moans. A slightly sour, sticky liquid flowed into my mouth. I
knelt between Mom's legs, pressing my thick penis against Mom's hairy vulva, but after several thrusts, I couldn't
penetrate.

"Mommy..." I couldn't help but call out anxiously.

Although I'd done it with Mommy before, it was always her moving her body to get closer to my penis. When it came to me taking the initiative,
I couldn't find the entrance.

"Mmm!" Mommy was clearly hurt by my thrusts. She raised her legs, and a warm, smooth little hand gently grasped
my penis. She rubbed the head of my penis against her vulva a few times before aiming at her wet vaginal opening.
Using the lubrication of Mommy's vaginal fluid, I easily slid into the passage where I was born seventeen years ago.

Mommy sighed softly, one hand around my waist, the other pressing my head against her breast
… As my thrusting became faster and faster, Mommy let out the familiar low moans and whimpers.

"Mommy, this feels so good… so exciting… good Mommy!" Mommy's breathing became increasingly rapid,
her arms tightly wrapped around my waist, pulling me forcefully towards her body. "Oh..." Mommy suddenly let out a soft cry
, her wet and hot lower body pressed tightly against my vulva, her tender wet flesh gripping my penis tightly,
spasming and twitching in waves.

"I'm going to cum..." I couldn't help but shout, ejaculating thick semen inside Mommy. I lay on
Mommy soft body, panting heavily. Mommy weakly pushed me away. When our eyes met,
Mommy glanced at me shyly and charmingly. "You're so heavy!" I realized, reluctantly pulling out my penis and lying down
next to Mommy. I brushed aside the few strands of hair on Mommy's forehead that were damp with sweat and kissed her panting little mouth
. Mommy obediently stuck out her smooth little tongue for me to suck on, and even took the initiative to lick the tip of my tongue...

I took her little hand and held my sticky penis in it, kneading her plump breasts. "So beautiful! Mommy, I love
you so much!" When I licked her little palm, Mommy tried to pull back because she was ticklish. Looking at Mommy's shy and charming little girl
expression , I lay on top of Mommy again. Mommy immediately raised her legs high, grasped my penis, and guided me into
her body.

Under my relentless rape, Mommy repeatedly reached the peak of excitement.
The fluid changed from the initial sticky discharge to a thinner consistency. When I ejaculated inside her for the fifth time, Mommy couldn't withstand
the intense pleasure and fainted.

I panted as I looked at Mommy's genitals. My penis was covered in sticky, milky-white secretions. I gently caressed
and kissed every part of Mommy's body. Mommy woke up and felt me kissing her lower mouth. She was both
ashamed and anxious. "Ugh! It's dirty!"

"It's not dirty! I was born from here. I love Mommy's scent!"

Stimulated by the mature feminine scent of Mommy's genitals, my penis became erect again. I pulled Mommy's small
hand and placed it on my penis. "Oh..." Mommy let out a soft cry. Seeing Mommy's slightly swollen labia majora,
with pinkish fluid from my ejaculation slowly flowing out, my lust intensified.

But seeing Mommy's sweat-drenched body, lying weakly on the bed, I said, "Mommy! You're too tired, let's
sleep !" Mommy's face was flushed in the hazy moonlight, and her eyes glistened
. Clearly moved by my care, she struggled to roll over and bury her head between my legs, cupping
my penis in her small hands. She slowly opened her mouth and took my large glans in, gently licking and sucking.
The sensation was completely different from intercourse. Her warm, moist mouth, her slippery, flexible tongue, and her powerful sucking made me ejaculate quickly into
her mouth. I saw Mommy actually enjoying it. Seeing me staring at her with wide eyes,
she shyly turned her head away. I turned her face back and kissed her sweet little mouth. The
faint . Exhausted, Mommy and I quickly fell asleep.

From that day on, Mom changed her frequency from once every two weeks to once a week, and she could only ejaculate three times each time.
When she had her period, she would satisfy me with her little hands and mouth. Compared to before, I was very content, but
I was strictly forbidden from making any intimate gestures towards her during the day. Dad still went on business trips irregularly, and he didn't notice what had happened between Mom and me . This was thanks to Mom's training of me, because I couldn't make any frivolous advances
towards her during the day . Dad stayed home for a long time this time. That day, I couldn't suppress my desire any longer and quietly went to my parents' room and peeked through the crack in the door. "Yes! Suck harder, baby is so good... good daughter, so good!" It was Dad's voice. Inside, Dad was facing away from me, and Mom's face was buried between his legs, making soft sucking sounds. After a while, Dad put Mom on the bed. "Baby, little daughter, Daddy's here!" Dad knelt on Mom's legs and slowly lay down on her. "Mmm, little Daddy... oh..." Mom cried out. From my angle, I could clearly see my parents having sex.

At the point where they were joined, my father's thick, strong penis was deeply inserted into the cavity where I had once penetrated, thrusting in and out. Seeing this
scene and hearing my parents' lewd moans, I pulled out my penis and started masturbating. My mother seemed to notice something, opened her
tightly closed eyes, and just then saw me standing at the door masturbating. "Ah!" My mother cried out in alarm.

"Haha! Feels good, doesn't it! I didn't expect my baby to get more and more horny as he gets older!" my father said smugly. My mother pressed my father
's head against her breasts and gestured for me to leave. I pretended not to see her and
shifted my gaze from her face to their tightly joined parts. Perhaps it was nervousness or perhaps it was because I was watching, but my mother
quickly reached orgasm several times under my father's thrusting. With each thrust of his penis, my mother's milky white
secretions gushed out like a spring, soaking a large area of the bed sheet.

"Ah...fuck you...you slutty baby...Daddy's going to cum...ah!" Daddy roared, making his final thrusts on
Mommy 's body. His strong buttocks suddenly stopped, twitching...I knew Daddy had ejaculated, and
I quickly moved aside.

"Baby, you're so passionate today! So energetic! I'm going to wash up!"

"No!" Mommy's voice came from inside the room.

"What? How can I sleep with all this stickiness?"

"I'll lick it clean for you!" I knew Mommy was afraid Daddy would come out and find me.

"Don't you hate the smell of semen the most? What's wrong today?" Daddy asked suspiciously.

"I wanted to! Besides, you were so great today, so I'm rewarding you."

"Hehe, that's great, good baby, lick Daddy clean!"

The sound of sucking on a popsicle came from inside the room. A warm feeling welled up in my heart. Mommy always drank
my semen when she gave me oral sex, but she never ate Daddy's semen, which proved that she still loved me. Then I heard kissing. "I'm going to
wash up, you go to sleep first!" Mommy said.

"Hmm! I'm a little tired, you should get some rest too!" Hehe, it seems all men have incestuous thoughts.
When Dad and Mom had sex, he actually called Mom "daughter," and Mom even called him "Dad!" I quietly went back to my
room, and when I heard Mom open the bathroom door, I quickly followed her in.

Mom was urinating, the stream of urine making a loud splashing sound on the toilet. When she saw me come in, she was stunned. Her
flushed face, the faint hickeys on her snow-white breasts, the water droplets on her pubic hair, and the glistening
thread slowly running down her thigh all made me lose my mind.

I helped her stand up, moved her plump buttocks over, and, using the lubrication of my father's semen, thrust my
throbbing penis hard into my mother's vagina. Soon, my mother and I reached our peak of excitement almost simultaneously.
My mother's unfinished urine gushed out, soaking our genitals. I helped
my mother, , sit on the toilet, my sticky glans pressed against her lips. "Lick it clean like you licked Daddy," I said.

My mother shyly opened her red lips, allowing me to ejaculate again in her warm mouth. She
licked away my father's semen, her own urine, and my own semen before I returned to my room, satisfied.

My mother seemed to derive immense satisfaction from this intense and exciting intercourse, because every time they
made love , I could see their bedroom door slightly ajar. And every time after having sex with my father, when I
raped my mother in the bathroom, she would quickly reach orgasm. The thought of my father ejaculating inside her also
made me particularly excited.

Dad is going on a business trip tomorrow morning, his train is at 3 a.m. Under my watchful eyes, Mom and Dad are making love intensely.
I restrained my strong urge to masturbate. As soon as I heard the car that was picking up Dad drive away, I rushed into Mom's room, crawled into
the bed where Dad's body temperature was still there, and turned on the bedside lamp. For the first time, I clearly saw Mom's naked body. Mom was still
as shy as when we had sex. When I parted Mom's thick labia, I found that the condom was plugged in there,
and her vagina was full of Dad's semen.

Knowing I liked sharing my feelings with Dad, Mom, being a clean freak, didn't wash away Dad's bodily fluids.
Excitedly, I inserted my penis. "Baby, you're
so good. Dad and I are making our baby happy together. Mommy, isn't this wonderful?"

I mimicked Dad's tone. Mom's beautiful face flushed red, and we kissed deeply.
She sweetly swallowed the saliva I spat into her mouth. Soon, I ejaculated inside Mom for the first time. "Baby, lick your
little lover's cock. It has Dad's semen on it, just like Dad and I are licking it together," I murmured,
shoving my limp penis into Mom's mouth.

I held Mom's head, thrusting in and out of her mouth like during intercourse. Mom could open her mouth wide, letting me
penetrate deep into her throat. "Ah, baby... oh... baby! My good daughter! Ah!"
Mom savored my semen. I kept switching roles, sometimes calling her Mommy, sometimes calling her Baby or Daughter like
Daddy . Mommy seemed unusually sensitive and excited, reaching peak pleasure repeatedly.

I licked Mommy's hairy vulva, smeared Daddy's and my semen on her anus, and gently
teased it with my fingers: "Baby Mommy, Daddy hasn't touched this before, has he? Today, your son is going to insert into your asshole. This
is mine alone, don't let Daddy insert it!" Mommy tried to relax her anus, allowing me to penetrate her rectum deeply
... Mommy didn't answer, silently letting me manipulate her plump, mature body, only letting out the familiar low moans

during orgasm . I, like a child who had just received a new toy, played with it to my heart's content... When I woke up in the morning, Mommy was no longer beside me. The room was filled with the smell of male and female secretions, arousing my sexual desire : "Baby, where are you?" I called out. Mom appeared at the door with a stern face. The moment she saw my erect penis, her pretty face flushed crimson . "Get up! Breakfast is ready." I got out of bed and went to her side, embracing her soft body. "Baby, I want it..." Mom's face turned pale, and she gently pushed me away. "Son, go eat your breakfast!" Her tone held unyielding refusal. I left the room dejectedly. By the time I finished breakfast, Mom had already cleaned the room spotlessly. In the afternoon, while Mom was napping, I couldn't resist my urge. I went to her bed, pulled out my penis, and pressed it against her lips . Mom woke up, glaring at me with a mixture of shame and anger. "Baby, I'm so hard, come on! I want it..." Mom's resentful gaze almost made me give up , but remembering her wanton and alluring appearance last night, I hardened my heart and shoved my penis into her mouth. Mom's face turned even redder. She closed her eyes and obediently licked my penis. "Good baby, good mommy..."

"You're so good..." I reached into my mother's vagina and caressed her. We made love all afternoon before I finally
ejaculated into her mouth. This was the only time I made love with my mother during the day; after that, she
never allowed me to touch her during the day again.

My mother was even more open at night. I loved seeing her shy and alluring expression. Often, after she and my father
had sex , I would collect the fluid from her vagina, mix it with her vaginal fluid and my semen, and have her drink it slowly. Or,
during sex, I would say things that would make her feel ashamed, such as how it felt to be gang-raped by the father and son,
or whether her vaginal fluid tasted good. My mother, as usual, didn't answer me, only letting out soft moans during her orgasm.

This continued until I went to university. Less than a month after starting university, I received a letter from my mother.

…The letter reads as follows…

My dearest son, Xiaojian: What happened between us was wrong. I'm not a good mother. To you,
it's just a mistake of adolescence, but I really shouldn't have done it that way. I should have refused
you that night when you asked me, but seeing your pain, my heart softened, and I truly regret it.

I'm a doctor, yet I couldn't handle your adolescent issues properly, and such a shameful thing happened.
Please forgive me. Recently, I've read many books and understand that boys often have these impulses during puberty. This period will pass
, and once you start dating, it will be fine. Don't carry this burden; focus on your studies. Since it
has already happened, we must face it correctly and try to control ourselves so it doesn't happen again…

Finally, Mom wrote: If you really miss Mom too much, I won't be too heartbroken. Burn this after reading and don't
reply. I understand Mom's good intentions and deep love for me. Now I'm working,
married , and have my own daughter. Occasionally when I come home, Mom will open her body to satisfy my every request.

Compared to my wife, sex with my mother was filled with the warmth and sweetness of family. My mother moaned and groaned
softly , her expression of shame and humiliation, along with the thrill of incest, intensely aroused
my frenzied desire. Seeing my daughter's beautiful baby face, and imagining how I could play with my angelic
daughter with my wife when she grew up, I secretly longed for that day to come.

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