Between mother and child

March 1993… The story begins…

“You really can’t go, darling!” “I want to go, Anna! But I have
two , I might be busy until the early hours of the morning!” “No, no, no! It’s not your fault, Luo! Daniel’s birthday
is Thursday, and I only found out last night that he’s planning a birthday party this weekend! He sounded so
adorable on the phone, like a spoiled brat begging for a birthday cake, so when he asked us to attend, I just
couldn’t bear to refuse!” “Okay, I won’t say anything more! Tell Daniel I love him, and I hope he drinks less!”

“I won’t say anything more either, I’m busy tonight! It might take six hours to get there!” “Oh!

How about a couple of drinks?” Luo raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile: “A couple of drinks, please?” After he finished speaking, he
put on gloves and walked around the kitchen table, whispering in my ear: “And you know what our
entertainment is like after drinking!” "As we kissed goodbye, his hand slipped under my skirt and moved up to my thigh, his fingers pressing firmly
against my mons pubis, the friction through my underwear sending a thrill through my body! I reluctantly pushed him away forcefully: '
Look what you've done! Don't come back drunk tonight! I haven't had any meat in over a week,
if you leave me feeling empty again tonight, I'll make you pay!' After a passionate kiss, Luo said: 'Paying taxes, Anna?
You can rest assured, I guarantee I'll be full of energy tonight, absolutely satisfying, and fully "paying the bill"!'" "After
giving him another kiss, I went inside, took a few deep breaths of the cool air to calm my passionate heart, then packed
the gift I wanted to bring Daniel and hit the road.

The temperature inside the car rose quickly, so before getting on the interstate, I stopped to take off my coat and gloves to make
myself more comfortable driving.

The interstate was sparsely populated and unobstructed, perfect for a high-speed drive. Sitting in the new Pentair 300,
with its straight roads, fast speed, and bright light, driving was incredibly exhilarating and exhilarating.

I was rushing to my son's 21st birthday party! He's 21 already! It's unbelievable!

Although I'm 40, I still clearly remember my 21st birthday—February 14, 1974. At that time,
Mark and I had been married for almost three years, Daniel was a happy and lively 2-year-old, and I was not happy at all.

I ended the marriage when Daniel was 5, and Mark left home and I haven't received a letter from him since."
Therefore ,

I absolutely do not approve of getting married too young. Think about it, can you maintain a marriage in a moving
Chevrolet ? Eating, drinking, relieving yourself, even making love in the car! Dear readers, can you stand it?

The next ten years flew by. I completed my university studies and got a good job. My son and I depended on each other for survival.
Because it was just the two of us, we cherished each other even more and became closer. We developed into not only mother and son, but also
friends, and even confidants. We successfully navigated Daniel's rebellious adolescence together.

Then... I often thought to myself that I might never meet a suitable man again in my life!

Then Luo appeared, mature, steady, humorous, and reliable!

My accountant, "Old Mr. Foster," retired due to age, and Luo took over his business. After only two quarters,
he showed me care in every way, and I also discovered that I liked him, appreciating his talent and demeanor, not just a
pretty face and a big idiot.

When Luo and I got married, Daniel had already grown into a handsome young man, and he gladly accepted Luo into our lives.

Luo didn't want to become a "domineering dad," and Daniel never stomped around creating his own "territory."
They respected each other and got along very well, often sitting comfortably together watching sports and TV shows.

These days were absolutely wonderful!

Okay! To make a long story short, it was simply "wonderful"! I no longer had to grumble or complain about how hard
life was, because looking around, there weren't many people living as comfortably as I did.

While driving and lost in thought, a small question suddenly occurred to me: I look much younger than 40
, not at all like someone with a 21-year-old son in college. So
, what will it be like when I introduce my mom at a party? I can't wait to find out!

Take music, for example. I'm quite trendy and have a forward-thinking mindset. Although
I mostly listen to old songs on the radio, I'm a fan of Rem and U2. Whenever I hear Pearl Jlam's
incredibly emotional vocals, I always tremble with excitement!

Thinking back to high school, one summer, seven of us friends—four boys and three girls—crammed into
an old, large, beat-up car (I forget whose it was) to go on vacation. But we only went a mile before the police
stopped us because we were going too slowly, leaving a long, long line of cars behind us. That weekend, we all huddled together
at a campsite, listening to the radio, drinking beer, getting excited, and making love on a whim, our heads practically
squinting . Tonight should be just as fun and exciting!

My figure still fascinates many men; I'm beautiful, petite, and have maintained a fantastic figure. I have
beautiful legs —how beautiful? Wearing a short mini-skirt, I'm a sight to behold! My round buttocks
look alluring in jeans, and as for my full breasts, although they've sagged a little, Luo says they're still very perky and sexy.
Of course, my waist and hips are a bit thicker because I've had children, but overall, I'm still very attractive and charming!

I'm actually quite curious to know when my body will change, like how I suddenly realize I'm
no longer young. Maybe one day I'll find my body transformed, my buttocks wrapped in a lump of fat, my body like a gasoline barrel,
like a typical middle-aged or elderly woman. That would be... Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!

Oh! ...Damn! ... Lost in my daydreams, I forgot to control my speed. A police car behind me was honking its siren
, warning me to pull over.

I signaled and slowly slid to the shoulder. The police car stopped behind me. Before opening the door, the officer
checked his hat in the rearview mirror. While he was doing so, I quickly checked myself in the mirror and pulled my skirt up
a few inches. "It's not a big deal, right? It's not like I'll die, is it?" I rolled down the window, and the officer
bent to ask me to show him my driver's license for registration. This officer was tall and young, and I could tell from his uniform that he had
a large penis! The name tag on my chest read "t.boyd." I saw him glance at my chest first, then
stare intently. "I'm wearing a low-cut top," I thought, "I'm lucky! Maybe I can get past this!"

To get out of there quickly, I risked being removed from the National Women's Association board and quickly belittled him.
I glanced at him, then looked at him with an innocent, almost tearful gaze and said, "How much was I speeding? Officer!

I really didn't mean to, because I hadn't been more than half a car ahead for a while, so I was careless." "You
were almost 70 miles over! I spotted you on the last bend, Mom!" "Damn! That 'Mom' is so hurtful
!" So, while I was daydreaming, he'd been following me for a while!

"Anna Crest... is all this information accurate?" "Yes, officer, all
the information is correct." The officer walked back to his car, and I saw him talking on the radio and writing something.
Damn it! Looks like a speeding ticket is inevitable! I started worrying about how to explain it to the insurance broker.

The young officer got out of his car and leaned against my window. His face was so close that I could smell his
cologne —aramis, one of my favorites. He was so close that I felt very uncomfortable.

A thought flashed through my mind: I'd rather sit in the back of the patrol car and suck his cock than get
a speeding ticket.

"Mrs. Crest..." His voice was stern, but his eyes couldn't leave my chest.

"Mrs. Crest! This time I'm only giving you a warning. I hope you'll be careful for the rest of your journey."

"Thank you, handsome officer! I will." I gave him my most charming smile: "I promise
I will !" "On the other hand, if you're heading east, no matter where you're going, you can't avoid
the impending blizzard, that's what the weather forecast says. Be careful!" Good heavens! How could this happen?

I only have myself to blame for forgetting to listen to the Philadelphia weather report before leaving home, and Daniel didn't warn of the blizzard.

"Thank you for the warning, officer!...and thank you for informing me of the impending blizzard..." The handsome officer looked at my
thighs, then moved to my chest, finally smiled slightly at me, and walked away from the window. "Goodbye!
Drive !" "I will!" I drove back into the lane and continued on my way!

Until we were half an hour away from Philadelphia, there hadn't been a single drop of rain or snow, but when we finally encountered it, it was a
fierce blizzard. I was almost at Daniel's place, and I considered
turning back, but I was already so far from home, so I gritted my teeth and continued on. However, the short journey took over an hour to reach the campus, during which I
slipped and slid 180 degrees twice on the wet streets, scaring me half to death!

With a sigh of relief, I slowly drove into the campus, parked the car
near , turned off the ignition, and finally arrived—safe. That last hour of the journey was absolutely terrible; it almost
killed me, and I still feel the lingering fear!

Stepping out of the car, my feet immediately sank into about four inches of icy, wet, and cold snow. Like an escapee
, clutching my shoes, handbag, gloves, and coat, I stumbled and half-slipped my way to
the entrance of Daniel's dorm building, grabbed the wall-mounted telephone, and dialed Daniel's number.

"Hello!" "Is Daniel there?" "Yes, please wait a moment!" The person who answered the phone placed it
on a hard object, the crackling sound piercing the ears, then a voice came from afar: "Hey! You asshole! A
girl is looking for you!" "Who is it, you idiot!" It was Daniel's voice.

"How should I know, you son of a bitch!" "Fuck your father!" Then came "Hello!" "

Daniel!" "Mom! Oh!...Where are you?" "Downstairs, come down and help me through
the security gate!" "Oh! Okay, I'll call Luo and tell him about the weather, and ask him to tell you to stay home and not come."

"Daniel! Go to your dorm first, I'm wet and cold, I can't hold on much longer!" "Oh!

Okay, sorry, Mom! I'll be right down!" I'll get a few strong classmates to come with me, honey! I
brought some good food in the car. "Go through the second door so Daniel can come downstairs and
see me as soon as he gets off the elevator.

This university has a very comprehensive security system for its student dormitories, so even though the campus isn't in the best
location, I don't mind. After all, ensuring the safety of students—including my Daniel—is the most important thing!

I'm standing in one of the four student dormitory buildings. Daniel has lived here for four years,
but was only assigned to the best dormitory area this year, reserved for athletes and upperclassmen. Daniel's
dormitory has a large living room/dining room, a kitchen, three bedrooms, and two bathrooms. Daniel has
three roommates: Brian is an upperclassman, and Stephen and Tom share a room, both underclassmen.
They are members of the same club and seem to get along quite well."

The elevator doors opened, and Daniel and two unfamiliar boys stepped out. Daniel led me through the security doors, and as soon as
we entered I gripped my son's hand tightly. "Hi! Honey, how are you?" "Great, Mom!
I can't believe you made it through such a strong snowstorm." "Yeah! It wasn't easy, honey! Could you
come up to your dorm and change into some dry socks? My feet are freezing. The keys are here, and the car is parked in
row 20, cell 2 or 3." "No problem, Mom! We'll be right up!" They headed towards the parking lot
, and just then, the elevator arrived. They stepped inside, quickly tidying themselves up.

As I knocked on my dorm door and opened it, their elevator arrived too. They stepped out

with a loud thud, their belongings hitting the hallway floor.

It was Saturday afternoon, and it seemed Daniel and his roommates were preparing a small party and had already
set everything up. A basketball game was playing on TV, the volume low so as not to disturb the stereo, which was playing
unfamiliar, melancholic music. But the biggest pasta was enjoying the snow. With the curtains fully drawn, the
view was truly magnificent!

Following Daniel into his bedroom, he took out two different pairs of white knee-high socks, smelled
them, and then gave them to me. While we talked, I slipped my hand under my skirt, wiggled my hips,
pulled my wet underwear up to my knees, and then peeled it off from my feet. Wearing dry socks felt so comfortable and warm.

Daniel's friends, seeing the two cases of beer and two bottles of brandy, cheered loudly and immediately
put the refrigerator. Entering the kitchen, I first called Luo to let him know I had arrived safely, then asked if everyone was hungry.

After getting their answers, I divided the two large bags of food I had brought into pots and heated them on the stove.

"This is what I brought, guys! There's pasta, meat patties, and homemade bread. It took me ages
to prepare all this. Come on! Everyone, try it and see what you think!" I shouted!

The aroma of cooking must have filled the air, as the young men arrived one after another. Soon I
knew I needed to prepare extra sauce and knead more dough. The crowd grew larger, and I bustled about in the kitchen,
serving dishes and constantly slicing bread. Daniel's roommate, Brian, squeezed through the crowd to
bring me my second drink and help serve the food to this pack of hungry wolves.

The stereo system blared, and the crowd huddled together, chatting—a truly joyful and heartwarming scene.

Brian helped me clean the dishes, and as we washed, we talked about music, school, and the snow. My
third drink slipped down my throat without me even realizing it. When I received my fourth, I knew I'd had a bit too much;
I felt a little dizzy. When Brian, while working, inadvertently brushed against my buttocks or chest, I discovered
my skin had become extremely sensitive—excited at the slightest touch.

Holding Daniel's birthday cake, I squeezed into the crowd, lit the candles, and as I placed the cake on
the low coffee table in front of the birthday boy, I felt Brian's hand touch my butt. While everyone was cutting the cake,
Brian and I retreated to the kitchen and opened a second bottle of beer.

After working from afternoon until evening, it was time to catch our breath. We sat down to chat, play drinking games, and watch
the blizzard outside the window. Occasionally, Brian would invite me to dance, and when he pulled me close, I could clearly feel his
erection. We drank until the bottles were empty, and I, emboldened by the alcohol,
continued drinking beer.

Later, when I realized I was fatigued and drunk, the crowd had moved on to somewhere else for their party.
The entire dormitory was empty and quiet, like a ghost town, without a single person or sound.

I knew I couldn't stay up all night, but I had no clothes to change into. I asked Daniel if he could lend
me a TSH IRT or a shirt.

"Sure, Mom! It's in the second drawer, you choose!" I went into the bathroom, brushed my teeth with my fingers,
then went back to Daniel's bedroom. I carefully took off my skirt and bra, hanging them on the clothes rack.
I hesitated about whether to take off the bra, but finally decided that comfort was more important than shame—taking off my bra always made me feel fucking
good !

I picked out the cleanest-looking pullover, stretched out my head and pulled it on, stood there and pulled
the shirt down hard on my buttocks, turning my head to look at myself from both sides. Wow! It was really short, just enough to cover my buttocks.

Looking in the full-length mirror, I could see the white thong between my legs. Shrugging,
I made a face at myself in the mirror, thinking to myself, "Whatever, it's just for sleeping, it'll be fine!"
Just then , there was a soft knock on the door. Brian opened it. "Hi! Anna, I was wondering if there's anything
I can help you with? Please don't hesitate to ask." I couldn't remember when he started calling me
"Anna" instead of "Mrs. Crest," but I didn't want to correct him and just let it be. I
stood there stiffly, afraid to move an inch, lest I expose myself.

Brian smiled and leaned against the doorframe, wearing only a pair of blue pajama bottoms that looked like silk,
his upper body . He had broad shoulders, a smooth, hairless chest, and a strong, muscular abdomen, his four-pack clearly defined
like a packaged bun.

"Where's Daniel?" "He's asleep on the sofa. It's quiet all around, like it's just the two of us
, huh?" "Hmm? What's wrong, Brian?" "Don't you think you need anything?" I
knew he was trying to seduce me. If I wasn't mistaken, Brian had been occasionally touching my butt, brushing against
my breasts, and even slowly dancing all night—all sorts of actions were meant to tease me. This brat! I'm old
enough to be his mother, let alone the mother of his best friend!

Brian was brimming with confidence in his performance and seduction, but I knew that if I accepted his advances,
I wouldn't be able to face Daniel and myself tomorrow.

"Thank you, Brian! That's all." "So you don't need anything, Anna?" "
Nothing at all, Brian! Goodnight then, thank you for your service." "Okay, goodnight Anna!
See you tomorrow!" Brian shrugged and smiled.

I don't know why, but lying in bed, I couldn't fall asleep. The long journey, the blizzard, rushing to make
dough , and that damned alcohol—scenes kept flashing through my mind, keeping me unusually awake and
restless like a worker ant. Maybe it was the uneven mattress on Daniel's bed, or maybe it was the rising desire,
the palpitations in my body and mind—anything was wrong, I just couldn't sleep!

After lying there for a while, I heard the dormitory door open and close, followed by noise from the next room.
Those sounds only fueled my already aroused desire. Through the thin wall beside my bed,
the sounds of a couple flirting, making love, and a girl's wanton moans entered my ears without any restraint.
My mouth went dry restless, and I was sweating profusely; my underwear was hot and damp. I couldn't help but
press my ear against the wall and listen until they finished. A moment later, the two of them left, leaving me alone again
with lingering desire.

I don't know how much time passed before I slowly drifted off to sleep. Just as I was about to fall into a deep sleep,
I was awakened by . Then the bedroom door opened. I thought to myself that maybe Brian was still trying to take advantage of me, so
I pretended to be asleep, still lying quietly with my back to the door and facing the wall. I heard the door close, then the sound of clothes being taken off,
and then someone came to bed.

It turned out to be Daniel. He quickly fell asleep. He must have drunk too much and forgotten that his mother was sleeping here.
After using the toilet, he subconsciously went back to his room and slept in bed. I pulled the covers over both of them. I knew that unless
I woke Daniel up and made him leave, there was no place for me to sleep in the dorm (except for Brian's bed, of course).
So I had to get out of bed before Daniel woke up tomorrow morning. Thinking of this, I turned over and continued to sleep.

Before I fell asleep, Daniel moved his body closer to me. I immediately felt something hard pressing against my
back, and then he turned over. A mysterious force seemed to be tempting me. Secretly delighted, I
mischievously turned and pulled back the covers. The reading lamp on Daniel's desk was on, and everything in the room was clearly
visible.

Whoosh! Good heavens!

Daniel's underwear was bulging like a tent, and protruding from it was the biggest penis I had ever seen—my son's
!

Like a lewd girl, I pulled the covers back over myself, then pulled them back up a moment later. Daniel's penis...
My penis was still so erect it looked like it was about to burst my underwear.

Hesitating for a while, I was finally overcome by intense desire and reached down to the slit in my underwear
to pull it open and see what was inside.

Daniel's penis throbbed and sprang out from the slit, exaggeratedly erect. It wasn't just
long, it was as thick as my hand. The enormous glans was a deep pink, the foreskin taut and
shiny . In all my thirty or forty years, I'd never seen anything like it. Thinking back to bathing my son,
I couldn't believe he'd grown up to be like this. A secret, smug smile crept across my face.

Perhaps the strong air conditioning made him feel cold; Daniel pulled the blanket over himself and turned over. I
quickly tucked myself back under the covers, my mind still preoccupied with my son's incredible size, making it hard to fall asleep.

Daniel turned around again, this time tying us to a spoon-shaped position, his front against my
back, his penis still hard and erect, hanging outside my underwear. I could feel
the heat emanating from it pressing against me.

I lay there, afraid to move, until it became unbearably uncomfortable. Then, I nervously twisted
and turned , and unexpectedly… unexpectedly, when I stopped moving, Daniel's huge penis slid between my thighs.

Actually, I was already burning with desire: a week without "the taste of flesh," the state sergeant's fantastical fantasies,

Brian's deliberate brushes past me and his open flirtation, the stimulation of alcohol,

the sounds of the couple making love next door—all these things combined, layer upon layer, creating a high, burning desire, an unbearable loneliness.

Lust and reason battled again and again, but ultimately, I couldn't resist the burning desire. However, as
I moved away and took off my underwear, I shamelessly told myself, "It wasn't my choice; it's the alcohol's
fault !"

I moved back to the previous position, letting his massive penis slide between my legs again. With a slight twist, it immediately pressed
against my wet, throbbing vulva. I could clearly feel Daniel's hard, hot glans pressing against my alluring,
moist opening. With the slightest movement, it would slide in completely. This situation made me gasp,
panting !

I gently lifted my right leg, opening my mouth, and slowly pressed my buttocks back. His glans began to penetrate, and feeling
this, I was so excited I almost ejaculated! After a while, I felt his hard penis fully
inserted inside me.

Daniel was still asleep, but subconscious reflexes led him to reach under my shoulders and caress my
breasts , twisting his hips and rhythmically thrusting deeply, each time penetrating deeper than the last.

My own son was violating me in his sleep! Oh! God! I love it! I really
love this feeling!

After a while, Daniel thrust rapidly, moaning softly, then held me tightly,
ejaculating inside me. His hot, thick semen scalded me, and I couldn't control myself from climaxing.

After ejaculating, Daniel continued to give me a few gentle thrusts, then rolled over and fell into a deep sleep, snoring.

Then, I unknowingly drifted off to sleep too!

In my hazy state, I found myself in a distant, unfamiliar, and unknown place. The weather was a bit strange; it was snowing,
yet the sky was clear, and I didn't feel cold at all. I lay naked, legs wide open
, in the back of a Pennsylvania police car. Although I couldn't see the markings, the warning lights on the roof were flashing,
and .

Something or someone was licking between my legs, making me unbearably itchy. I looked
down , and wow! A brown state trooper's wide-brimmed cap covered my lower body. I thought it must be
a boyish officer wearing a hat sucking my vulva!

What was going on?

I heavily rested my head back on my pillow, gazing intently at the clear blue sky and the heavy snowfall, while
watching what he was doing. He stretched his tongue out and inserted it into my vagina, his lips moving over my vulva, gently sucking on my labia with his lips and
teeth . These actions immediately ignited my desire, making me feel restless and almost surrendering
to an orgasm.

At the crucial moment, Officer Boyd stopped sucking and moved upwards, and I couldn't help but sob softly.

The officer lowered his mouth to suck on my nipple, his hat still covering his face.

Although I was a little disappointed that my vulva was no longer being served by his mouth, I immediately noticed him moving his hips forward. I felt his
hard, hot penis trembling as it searched for the entrance, and I couldn't wait to twist and thrust. When the
head of his penis correctly met my wet opening, the stimulation made me gasp.

Officer Boyd also excitedly groaned, and when he pushed in forcefully and thrust all the way in,
he .

Wow! This feels amazing, absolutely amazing!

The officer's penis is huge, it filled me up completely, and then he started thrusting in and out of
my eager, wet hole with heavy strokes. Each thrust pushed my buttocks deep into the car seat. Luckily, the car
seat was very soft and comfortable, otherwise, how could my buttocks have taken it? I groaned and begged, "I...I...I...

Officer Boyd! I...I...I...harder!" Suddenly, I realized who the officer was.

My heart skipped a beat, and I opened my eyes abruptly.

It was Daniel!

Under the covers, Daniel was on top of me, staring at me. The scene just now was just a dream,
but the sex was real! My son was raping me!

"Daniel! Stop! Get off me!" "Come on, Mom! Why didn't you want
me to stop last night?" "I...I...I..." Daniel continued thrusting in and out without stopping for a moment, and soon
the feeling from last night came rushing back. I had never experienced such a huge thing before: "Please, please stop!

Son!

Listen to me, we can't do this, it's wrong!" "Mom! Please, don't tell me
to stop , please!" Daniel said, thrusting faster and faster. I knew he was about
to climax! I reached out and held his face tenderly, saying, "Okay, son! Mom promises you!" "In fact,
it wasn't just that Daniel was nearing orgasm. I was surprised to find that my buttocks involuntarily arched
upwards in rhythm with Daniel's thrusts, my arms encircled his neck, my legs rose, and I tightly wrapped them around Daniel
's waist, wanting him to penetrate me as deeply as possible.

I also reached orgasm!

It was this orgasm that killed me; I had never experienced such an exciting orgasm before."
I don't know how I'd go on without such climaxes.

I bit my son's tender shoulder tightly to keep from screaming out of excitement. As I tasted
his blood, Daniel ejaculated inside me!

The intense stimulation, tension, and excitement overwhelmed me, and I fainted!

I slowly woke up, opening my eyes. The room was dark. I blinked hard, taking a deep breath.

Daniel sat on the bed, smiling at me, rubbing one end of a warm towel against my forehead, the other end
on his shoulder.

"Wow!" Daniel exclaimed.

I took his hand and said, "Yeah, wow! ...You know what? This shouldn't happen!"

Daniel nodded.

"I'm so sorry I let this happen, son! It was a mistake. I won't do this with you again
." "Are you kidding me, Mom? I hope it happens often! Whenever I'm conscious,
I long to spend this beautiful springtime with you forever and ever!" I was moved to tears. "But,
son! You have to understand, boys' teenage fantasies are just fantasies. A normal mother and son shouldn't
do this. I'm afraid it will hurt you!" "I haven't been hurt. From childhood until now, nothing
has made me happier than this moment. Is this hurt? Will you get pregnant?" "I shook my head!" "Okay,
since no one has been hurt, I can assure you, Mom! I want to enjoy this kind of pleasurable sex with you,
again and again, forever and ever!" "No, Daniel! We can't do
this , never!" "But, Mom…" I pressed my fingers to Daniel's lips,
shaking my head violently. This shouldn't happen again!

I'm really not joking? This won't happen again? God knows… I called Luo and told him
I had to wait for the snow to clear before I could go home. For the next few days, Daniel and I
were inseparable, like two dogs in heat. Daniel told his roommate I had a bad cold and was in bed. I was in bed,
but I was healthily wrapped around my son's hot, throbbing body, letting his hard, huge cock fully penetrate my
wetness ! I knew his roommates were curious and wanted to know, "Maybe Brian can guess what happened,"

but my son and I concealed it perfectly!

We made love on the bed until we were both exhausted, then cuddled for a nap, and
woke up to make love again! I sucked on his big, beautiful cock until my mouth ached. Daniel sucked on my
breasts and licked my vulva until his mouth was tired. Most excitingly, that enormous cock,
tirelessly hard and erect, stood there, again and again, ready to go at any moment!

On the day the weather cleared and I prepared to go home, I got dressed but found myself feeling empty.
I couldn't bear to leave without sucking Daniel's penis a few times. I squatted down on the floor, pulled Daniel's penis out of his pants, and
buried my face in it, sucking and blowing until my mouth was filled with hot, thick semen. Only then did I feel satisfied and head home.

On the long drive home, I kept thinking about the whole thing. Even now, I still can't figure out
"why" it happened. I only know that it just happened. You might say that the mother and son must have
felt guilty, but you'd be completely wrong. I don't even believe myself. I felt no guilt at all,
and I felt a deep and intense lust for Daniel. My only guilt was for letting Luo

down! My remorse for Luo didn't quell my lust. Instead, when he and his fraternity brothers went on
vacation , he called Daniel back. The two of us were glued together every minute, constantly sucking, thrusting, and
making love until we were exhausted.

Daniel stayed home after graduating in May until he left for graduate school in September. Throughout the summer vacation,
I often encouraged him to go out with his friends and date girls around his age.

However, every time he went on a date, I would be terribly jealous all night, until the next morning when Luo
left for work, Daniel climbed into bed with me, and we immediately engaged in intense, silent lovemaking,
only feeling relieved after satisfying our desires.

When Daniel left home in September, I was truly terrified, afraid of losing him!

Thank God! Today is Monday after Thanksgiving. After seeing Daniel off at the airport, I've been filled with excitement and
gratitude, thanking God that this holiday wasn't just about turkey filling my stomach! ...

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