good son

"My dear son, you really... really..."
Zhang Suxin lay on the bed, her brows furrowed, her lust fully revealed. She had already kicked the blanket aside,
exposing her plump, jade-like flesh.
"Mom."
Xiao Xing spread his mother's legs apart, shifting his position.
"Your son greets you."
With that, he thrust forward, launching into a furious, relentless assault. The sounds of their intercourse were as dense as
raindrops .
"Aww... oh... ah... ahh..."
Zhang Suxin screamed incoherently, enjoying the intense pleasure from her son's powerful thrusts. The
juices from her son's penis soaked a large patch of the sheet beneath her buttocks.
Seeing his mother so pleased, Xiao Xing thought his hard work hadn't been in vain, and he held his breath, shaking his buttocks
like a motor. The
original "slap, slap" sounds of intercourse became "splish, splish splish splish..." all merging into a continuous chorus. With Xiao Xing's sudden increase in speed, Zhang Suxin's soul seemed to have flown off to who-knows-where. The thick, sticky semen kept gushing out, and she gradually drifted into unconsciousness. "Mother, you…" Xiao Xing could clearly feel the spasms and convulsions within her vagina . Seeing his mother's eyes rolling back, he knew that even with his mother's lustful nature, she was no match for his vigorous youthful strength. His manly prowess was almost overwhelming. But while he was filled with heroic passion, the woman beneath him was, after all, his mother. So, although Xiao Xing had the intention to relentlessly pursue her, he had to rein in his horse and stop. "Mom? Mom? Wake up, don't scare me!" Xiao Xing grabbed his mother's shoulders and shook her violently, with a force that could revive the dead. Zhang Suxin obediently came back to her senses. "Ugh...you little beast, you've...fucked me to death." This was the first thing the woman, who had been horny, said to her son as she came to her senses. Hearing this, Xiao Xing's eyes lit up, as if he had just been accepted into Tsinghua or Peking University and was ready to go abroad. "Hehe, does this feeling of being fucked to death feel good, Mom..." Xiao Xing smeared his hands with the semen from his penis and gently twisted and pinched his mother's nipples. Zhang Suxin was still recovering from her orgasm, her body incredibly sensitive. She couldn't resist her son's advances and immediately twisted her body like a pretzel. "Go away! Go away! You're going to die, don't talk to me like that...hey, let go...umm...stop touching me." Xiao Xing didn't stop, teasing his mother for a while until she was panting and howling, before finally adopting a dutiful son's demeanor. Zhang Suxin had reached orgasm several times, but Xiao Xing's penis was still erect. The young man masturbated twice, shifted his body left and right, and sat down on Zhang Suxin's breasts, presenting his mother's mouth. "Mom, I'm not done yet, you should suck on it, Mom, you should suck on it." He then shoved the head of his penis into Zhang Suxin's mouth. Zhang Suxin felt inexplicably embarrassed and tried to dodge. But Xiao Xing was sitting firmly on her, and she couldn't move. Her chest felt suffocated from his pressure. She involuntarily opened her mouth, and with a "slurp," half of Xiao Xing's penis head went in. As the saying goes, once a penis is in your mouth, you can't let go. The moment half of Xiao Xing's penis head was in Zhang Suxin's mouth, her attitude completely changed. The woman grabbed her son's buttocks with both hands, pushed her mouth forward, and "gulp," swallowed the entire penis head. She began to suckle with relish. "Ah...so good! Oh, Mom, I didn't know you were so...wow...you really know how to do it. Wow! Almost there, almost there." Although Zhang Suxin hadn't given a man a handjob in years, she hadn't given up on this skill. She licked and sucked Xiao Xing's penis like she was grabbing an ice pop on a sweltering summer day. In less than ten minutes, Xiao Xing couldn't take it anymore. "Mom, Mom, oh...I'm going to cum, I'm going to...wow...I'm going to cum!" Hearing that her son was about to ejaculate, Zhang Suxin quickly spat out his penis and started stroking it with both hands. She watched as the penis grew bigger and bigger , and the glans twitched and opened and closed, but the white thing still hadn't come out. In her confusion, Zhang Suxin's eyes flashed, and she saw the glans open wide, revealing sharp teeth inside, like the mouth of a shark. Startled, she released the penis. The penis slipped from Zhang Suxin's hand, throbbing and twitching in the air, then spinning like a dragon. At the same time, its glans opened wide like a gaping maw, looming down on Zhang Suxin. "Ah..." Zhang Suxin screamed, jumping out of bed. She rubbed her head for a while, confirming it was just fine. She let out a long sigh and calmed herself. "Ugh, why did I have such a dream?" Zhang Suxin got out of bed, and after a few steps, she felt a sticky, damp sensation between her legs. How could this slut not know what was going on ? Two red blushes rose on her face, drained of color from the nightmare. Zhang Suxin tore open a pack of tissues, pulled down her revealing thong, spread her legs, and wiped her damp crotch clean. The woman's eyes darted around, noticing a wet patch on the sheet, and she spat lightly, her blush deepening. The woman, naked with a fair and voluptuous body, gracefully walked to the dressing mirror. Her left leg slightly bent, right hand on her hip , left hand behind her head, she struck a seductive pose. Looking at the alluring naked woman in the mirror, Zhang Suxin smiled silently. She turned left and right, cupping her breasts in her hands, making them appear even more full and plump. As Zhang Suxin stared, one hand involuntarily reached down to her crotch. Her fingertips had just touched a few pubic hairs when Zhang Suxin glanced at the clock. Good heavens, it was almost 10:30. It was almost noon, and the vegetables were still nowhere to be found. Zhang Suxin immediately lost interest in self-touching. She sighed, grabbed a large t-shirt, pulled it on, and dashed off to the bathroom to wash up. Not long after the mother went into the bathroom, the son came swaggering downstairs. Little Xing , head held high and back ramrod straight, like an early-rising rooster, jumped down the stairs halfway up . As soon as he landed, the young man started doing the Ali dance, throwing a few punches left and right, then swaying his waist like a rattle drum, performing some stretching exercises, all while humming something vulgar. "There's a girl in the village named Xiao Fang, with a pair of big breasts..." When the rooster crows, how can the hen not come out? Zhang Suxin swam out of the toilet like a fat carp . "What are you howling about? You start howling as soon as you wake up, are you wailing like a banshee!"

The words were meant to scold her son, but Zhang Suxin's expression showed no sign of it. Xiao Xing glanced at his mother and
continued doing his gymnastics.
"Mom, you really don't know what you're missing. I'm practicing my voice here, this is called bel canto. One day, I'll sing 'The
Fairy Couple' with you."
"The Fairy Couple my ass!"
Zhang Suxin spat at her son, her eyes filled with what were definitely not tears. Needless to say, she was definitely
thinking of the Fairy Couple as a match.
Before Xiao Xing could reply, Zhang Suxin swayed her waist and went into the bedroom. In less than fifteen minutes, she came
out dressed neatly.
"Oh, where are you going, Mom?"
"Where else would I go? It's so late, if we don't buy groceries soon, we'll go hungry."
"Tch, you make it sound like you're fleeing a disaster. Ouch..."
Xiao Xing tried to kick his left leg into the air, almost falling over, and stumbled a few steps before regaining his balance.
"Don't go out. The weather forecast says there will be heavy to torrential rain today. Can't you see it's as dark as the bottom of a pot
?"
Zhang Suxin ignored Xiaoxing and opened the door to look at the sky.
"It's okay, the rain won't come anytime soon. Son, what do you want to eat? Mom will buy it for you."
Xiaoxing said noncommittally, "Fine, you really have to go. You decide. I'll eat whatever you buy. I
'm not picky. Besides, I drank a lot of tonics last night, and I'm still feeling full."
Xiaoxing was half right. He did drink a lot last night, mostly Zhang Suxin's vaginal fluids. Whether
it was good for his health was another matter.
Zhang Suxin understood her son's implication. Thinking of the tongue that had been moving inside her last night,
Zhang Suxin felt a little numb inside her vagina.
"Get lost."
Zhang Suxin glanced at her son, took the folding umbrella he handed her, picked up the shopping basket, and went out the door.
Although it was almost noon, the market was busier than usual. No wonder, with the heavy rains,
vegetable prices were sure to rise tomorrow, and everyone was trying to buy as much as possible early to avoid overpaying.
Zhang Suxin thought the same, so her basket was already overflowing, and she also had a
bulging plastic bag. The woman, covered in sweat, struggled to squeeze her way out of the market.
"Suxin… Suxin!"
"Yes…"
Zhang Suxin was regretting not bringing her son when she suddenly heard that familiar voice calling her. Her face lit up with joy, and she answered, standing
on tiptoe to look in the direction of the voice.
A commotion arose in the crowded area, and people scattered to the sides, as if a mangy dog was rampaging through
the crowd . A moment later, this sweaty mangy dog appeared before Zhang Suxin.
"Hey, what brings you here... Ugh, you stink!"
Xiao Xing, the rascal, wiped the sweat from his face, leaned closer to his mother, and lowered his voice.
"Mom, I came to pick you up. Hey, you say it smells bad, but there's a good thing about it."
"...Seeing the market was packed like a market, I immediately grabbed a clove of garlic and chewed it. Look, I don't even need to
push; everyone's clearing the way. Hey, I'm sweating buckets."
"Tch, you're so shameless! Ugh..."
Zhang Suxin's disgust turned into a smile when she heard her son's words, but then she became stern again and
gave him a hard slap on the shoulder.
"Hiss... Mom, why do you always hit people like that?"
"I'm hitting you, you disrespectful beast, how dare you call your mother by her name."
Zhang Suxin's tone was both angry and resentful, yet her eyes held a hint of allure.
"Oh my god, there are so many people in this market. If I call out 'Mom,' how many old women
will answer me? So I..."
Xiao Xing's hands were already moving, and before he could finish speaking, he pressed his hand on Zhang Suxin's lower abdomen.
Zhang Suxin twitched, quickly brushed Xiao Xing's hand away, and looked around in surprise.
"Mom, why are you looking at other people? Look at me."
Xiao Xing grinned and took the basket from Zhang Suxin's hand.
"Pah!"
Zhang Suxin blushed and handed the bag in her right hand to Xiao Xing.
"Here, take this too."
"Oh, now both my hands are busy."
Xiao Xing scratched his head and refused to take it.
"Hey, what are you doing with your hands free? Hurry up and take it."
Zhang Suxin glared at him and shoved the bag into her son's hand.
"I want to have one hand free to touch..."
"Bullshit...you rascal!"
Before Xiao Xing could finish speaking, Zhang Suxin interrupted her son and pinched his shoulder a few times.
"Ouch, ouch, no, no. Mom, let's go home."
"Okay."
Xiao Xing's garlic-eating trick was quite cunning, and coupled with his sweat, he smelled bad wherever he went. Even his mother,
Zhang Suxin, tried to stay away from him, let alone others. The mother and son easily squeezed out of the crowd.
"Suxin... wait, Suxin."
Hearing the call, the mother and son, who were almost at the entrance of the market, turned around and saw Zheng Liyun pushing a shopping cart
, struggling to emerge from the crowd.
"Phew... I finally made it! Suxin, I heard someone calling you from far away. Hey, look how I got squeezed
..."
"Here, Liyun, wipe your sweat."
Zhang Suxin said, handing over a pack of tissues. Zheng Liyun took the tissues, wiping her sweat while smiling at Xiao Xing.
"Xiao Xing, you came to buy groceries with your mother? This child is so sensible."
"Hmph."
When Xiao Xing saw Zheng Liyun, he remembered the scene of being questioned by his mother yesterday, so he didn't give her a good look.
"Hey, you little rascal, your Aunt Zheng is talking to you, hurry up and call her Auntie!"
Zhang Suxin nudged her son when she saw him ignoring Zheng Liyun.
"Oh, Auntie."
"You brat, really..."
Zhang Suxin gently punched her son when she heard Xiaoxing's strange voice. Zheng Liyun didn't seem to mind and
was still smiling.
"Suxin, don't blame him, young people these days are all like that. Hmm? It smells awful."
Hearing the word "stinky," Zhang Suxin perked up and whispered in Zheng Liyun's ear about Xiaoxing eating garlic
. The two women burst into laughter.
"Hehehe... That's quite mean, Xiaoxing, come on, put your things on Auntie's cart."
"Okay." Xiaoxing hurriedly put the basket and bags on the cart, rubbing his freed hands and
beaming.
"Don't just stand there like an idiot, come on, go push your Aunt Zheng's bike."
Zhang Suxin patted her son's shoulder, exuding the air of a wealthy lady.
Xiao Xing's smile immediately faded. Reluctantly, he took the handlebars from Zheng Liyun. Zheng Liyun
was quite unceremonious; as soon as she handed the handlebars to Xiao Xing, she grabbed Zhang Suxin's arm and linked it with hers. The two middle-aged women
huddled together, chatting and laughing.
"Liyun, are you feeling better?"
"Yes, I'm so sorry to have troubled you with covering for me."
"Come on, don't be so formal. Hmm, your Xiao Hui didn't come back this year?"
"No, she said she'd do some odd jobs during the summer vacation, saying she was going to do some social surveys..."
"Oh, Xiao Hui is really something... Anyway, it's on my way, Liyun, why don't you come over for a bit?"
"Sure, sure..."
Xiao Xing was left out, pushing his bike along, feeling incredibly uncomfortable.
"People say three women make a drama, what a load of bull! There are only two women, and they've already put on quite a show."
"Damn slut, one day I'll...!"
After seeing Zheng Liyun off, Xiao Xing, clutching his throbbing groin from her grip, slammed the door shut with a powerful
kick.
Zhang Suxin, of course, didn't see Zheng Liyun's little trick. She glared at her son.
"Are you on drugs? Why are you picking on the door?"
"Nothing, Mom, it's going to rain soon. I'll go check if all the windows are closed."
"Okay, go ahead."
Xiao Xing rushed upstairs and had just closed the window in his bedroom when he heard Zhang Suxin
calling . He hurriedly ran down.
"Son, son, come and see."
"What is it, Mom?"
As soon as Xiao Xing entered the kitchen, he saw Zhang Suxin holding something thicker than a baby's leg, his face full
of surprise.
"Look, these are the sausages your Aunt Zheng left behind. Look how thick they are!"
"Wow, they're huge!"
"Tch, what are you saying?"
Zhang Suxin glared at her son, her hand tightening on the sausage.
"Hehe, I misjudged it. I thought it was that thing. Goodness, it's really thick."
"You rascal, what did you think it was?"
Zhang Suxin's eyes were watery, staring intently at her son.
"Hehe, I thought it was some kind of penis."
Xiao Xing chuckled lewdly, approaching his mother. This bastard, he really dared to say that.
"Tch!"
Zhang Suxin blushed, and seeing her son getting closer, she couldn't help but back away, panting slightly.
Seeing his mother's sultry appearance, Xiao Xing's penis was half-hard, and he pressed closer step by step.
"Hmm."
Zhang Suxin's waist was against the edge of the stove, with nowhere to retreat, so she dodged to the left, and Xiao Xing immediately moved to the left as well.
Zhang Suxin then dodged to the right, and Xiao Xing followed suit.
"You...you..."
Zhang Suxin stammered, leaning back. Xiao Xing smiled, taking the last step until their lower bodies were pressed
together.
Although Xiao Xing hadn't taken off his jeans when he left, Zhang Suxin could still feel the
impressive size of his erect penis pressed against her lower abdomen. The woman's heart pounded wildly, her hands gripping the troublesome sausage in
front of her chest, and she closed her eyes.
"Hehehehe..."
Xiao Xing laughed like a leper at his mother's coy attitude. He pressed his hands against the stove, slowly rotating
his hips, his penis, hidden in his jeans, pressing lightly and heavily against his mother's lower abdomen.
"Mom, I've really learned something new. I never thought you could do that 'Iron Bridge' pose."
"Iron Bridge my ass!"
Zhang Suxin, both embarrassed and angry, raised the sausage in her hand and smacked Xiao Xing on the forehead.
"Ouch!"
Xiao Xing cried out half-jokingly, thrusting his lower body forward.
"Ugh...you, you get out of the way..."
Zhang Suxin's lower abdomen ached from her son's constant thrusting. She pressed the sausage against his chest like a bolt on a door,
urging him repeatedly.
"Get out of the way? Where do you expect me to get out of the way?"
Xiao Xing feigned ignorance, remaining motionless, and pinched his mother's lower back with both hands.
"Ouch!"
Zhang Suxin shivered. If Xiao Xing hadn't been pressing against her so firmly, she might have jumped onto the stove. The pinch on
her lower back immediately sent a tingling, numb sensation through her vagina, a sticky fluid about to burst out.
She couldn't bear it on her face, and even more so on her body. With a sudden burst of strength, she shoved her shoulder against her son's
chest , actually pushing Xiao Xing away, and turned to run.
Zhang Suxin had only taken two steps when she heard a "smack," followed by a shrill scream, and sure enough, she jumped high into the air.
"You little rascal, you've gone too far!"
Zhang Suxin turned around, her face flushed red and purple, her eyes half lust, half anger . She swung a sausage at
Xiaoxing, slapping him across the face. Xiaoxing had just slapped his mother's butt—the first time he'd ever done that—and was feeling incredibly pleased with himself. He hadn't expected such a strong reaction from his mother, and now he panicked. "Mom, don't...don't hit me! Don't hit me! Ouch, Mom...that sausage is for eating, not for hitting ..." Xiaoxing ran wildly around the kitchen, Zhang Suxin chasing after him. This mother and son, before their fairytale romance even began, were already staging a scene of a mother teaching her son a lesson. Once Xiaoxing's initial panic subsided, he displayed the dodging skills he'd honed in high school boxing. Zhang Suxin was sweating again ; her pale yellow shirt was stuck to her flesh, and the sausage swings slowed down. Xiaoxing stared at the two mounds of flesh bouncing on his mother's chest, and before he knew it, a sausage hit his nose, instantly bringing tears to his eyes. Seeing that hiding like this wasn't working, the bastard seized an opportunity, slipped under Zhang Suxin 's arm, grabbed her buttocks tightly with both hands, and with a thrust of his back, lifted her up. Zhang Suxin screamed again, dropping the sausage. She continued to slap her son's back. Xiao Xing, carrying his mother, quickly took a few steps. He released her and placed her on the stove. Zhang Suxin, disheveled and like a shrew, kept hitting her son. Xiao Xing let his mother vent her anger, grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted it up, revealing Zhang Suxin's bloated belly . He reached out and pinched her belly. "Ouch..." Zhang Suxin groaned, her body tensing and then going limp, wrapping her arms around her son's back and biting his neck.

Neck.
Xiao Xing touched his mother's belly for a while, his hand gradually moving upwards, and Zhang Suxin trembled as if she had malaria.
Seeing that her breasts were about to sink in, Zhang Suxin struggled to release her son, tightly pressing down on the
hands that were about to climb over her clothes.
"You beast, what do you want to do?"
Zhang Suxin trembled, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Want to fuck your dick. Uh, no, I want to give you a massage. Hehe, hehe."
Xiao Xing changed his words, grinning lewdly.
Zhang Suxin shivered, and seeing her son's grinning face, she also burst out laughing, reaching out to pinch and shake the tip
of her son 's nose.
"You little rascal, you wish."
Xiao Xing's heart skipped a beat, and he was speechless.
Seeing her son suddenly become like a wooden statue, Zhang Suxin couldn't help but feel uneasy, and an awkward silence fell between mother and son.
"Hehehe, oh my god, I'm having such a wonderful idea, I wonder if it will look good in practice."
A few seconds later, Xiao Xing snapped out of his daze, spouting nonsense.
"Get lost! What do you mean, 'think' and 'do'? What are you going to do?"
Zhang Suxin, that slutty old woman, actually argued with her son.
"What else can I do? It's just something you do when you get married."
"Pah! You're going to die! You're always saying such shameless things to your mother."
Zhang Suxin's face flushed even more, and she took Xiao Xing's hand and gently bit it.
"Oh ho, how shameless! Mom, I was hoping you'd give me a taste of your own medicine, since you're an experienced woman.
No, I mean, let's have a little sparring. Uh, no, I mean, I wanted to learn from you, yes, learn from your experience." Xiao Xing
, bitten by his mother, was completely flustered, his words incoherent and nonsensical. But his
rambling , nonsensical words still made Zhang Suxin tremble.
"You beast, you want to take my essence? Do you even have the ability?"
Even if Xiao Xing was stupid, he could tell that "essence" didn't refer to his mother's abilities. Seeing his mother doubt his skills, he was truly humiliated
. He pulled back the hand holding his mother's waist, about to offer his treasure. Before he could even unbuckle his belt, he heard
a rumbling sound in Xiao Xing's stomach, followed by a similar rumbling in Zhang Suxin's. Mother and son
looked down at their bellies, exchanged glances, and laughed gleefully.
"You brat, stop messing around with your mother, wait until after dinner. Huh?"
"Hehe, Mom, you mean we can continue fooling around after dinner?"
"Get lost, you wish! Get out of my way!"
Zhang Suxin shoved her son aside, and Xiao Xing took a few steps back. As soon as his mother jumped down from the stove, he rushed over
and reached out to unbutton her shirt.
"Mom, your shirt looks like it's been soaked in water, why don't you just take it off?"
"Oh dear, you... sigh... sigh..."
Zhang Suxin was so embarrassed that her body went weak. She made a few token resistances and let her son rip off her clothes.
The woman knew that her youth had passed, but women always try to find ways to hold onto their
long-gone youth. So even though she sweated easily and her bra was made of thin material, it was
a size too small. The bra was soaked with sweat and was no longer functional. But being a size smaller is still being a size smaller. Zhang Suxin's
breasts were squeezed together, high and firm, almost spilling out.
Xiao Xing's eyes burned with lust, and he reached out to grab them. He wasn't slow, but his mother was faster .
With a twist of her waist, she used her arm to push Xiao Xing's hand away. It turned out this slut had been expecting this move from her son all along;
there's always someone stronger.
"You little brat, don't be naughty with your mother!"
"Mom, I already slept with your cunt last night, why won't you let me touch your breasts?"
Xiao Xing grinned, reaching for his mother's breasts again.
"Fuck your mother! You, you dare say that again..."
Zhang Suxin's face turned as red as Guan Yu's when her son so blatantly mentioned the filthy things that
happened . She slapped her son's hand away.
"Oh my god, you still want to be self-reliant? If you want to fuck, fuck me..."
Seeing his mother so embarrassed, Xiao Xing became even more audacious. But Zhang Suxin only glared at him with her almond-shaped
eyes, and Xiao Xing choked on his unfinished nonsense.
"You brat!" Zhang Suxin tapped her son's nose, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll cripple
you."
"Tsk tsk tsk." Xiao Xing pretended to rub his eyes and patted his chest.
"Mom, you're really something. For a while, I thought you were Sun Erniang from Water Margin. Hey,
if you really cripple me, my dad will definitely be furious with you."
"Get lost, you chatterbox."
Zhang Suxin laughed and kicked her son, gesturing towards the door with her lips.
"Son, go stay in the living room, Mom's going to cook."
"No need, Mom, I'm not hungry even if I skip a meal or two."
"Hey, you little rascal, you're not hungry, but I am!"
"Oh, that's right, that's right, look what I'm saying. Mom, how about I stay and help you?"
"Don't even try! If you stay here, you can forget about eating. Hey, get out of here!"
Seeing her son still trying to linger, Zhang Suxin picked up a spatula and pretended to grab it. Xiao Xing saw his mother grabbing the spatula, yelled
, and dashed out the door.
A rumble of thunder came from outside; judging by the weather, a heavy rain was about to fall.

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