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"Honey, I'm home!"

As soon as I stepped through the door, I hurriedly stripped off my clothes. It wasn't that I had an exhibitionist streak, but I'd been busy
with work , including business trips, and my
wife had her period, so we hadn't been intimate for about two weeks. We were still in the honeymoon phase after our wedding, and we were ready to make the most of it today.

I called out when I entered, but no one answered. I guessed she was cooking in the kitchen, so I tiptoed to
the kitchen door and, through the window in the door, saw someone bustling about inside.

I gently turned the kitchen doorknob and, with lightning speed and hurdling speed,
I was behind my wife in two strides. I grabbed her waist, my erection pressing against her buttocks, and
shouted, "Honey, I'm here!" With a thrust of my hips, I lifted her up.

The voluptuous woman in front of me screamed instantly. I immediately realized something was wrong; that wasn't my wife's voice.

The woman turned her head, and for a moment my mind went blank.
The woman I was holding in my arms, her buttocks pressed against my large penis, was my mother: Li Antong.

This was terrible! I had actually attacked my mother naked! I was so shocked I fell silent, forgetting
to let go of her. My

mother was also stunned by my actions—her own son, naked, treating his own mother like his
wife, holding her waist and pressing her buttocks against hers.

When she came to her senses, she immediately struggled, her plump buttocks swaying from side to side with my erect penis between them, rubbing against
me, still in a daze, making me feel incredibly uncomfortable.

"Rongrong, let me go!"

Hearing my mother shout, I finally snapped out of it. My mother glared at me, her face flushed and ears burning. I fearfully
put her down, then quickly left the kitchen without a word, picked up my clothes and pants from the floor,
and dashed into the bedroom.

I lay naked on the bed, my mind still a blur. What was I going to do? I honestly had no idea
Mom . She didn't have a key to the house, which meant my wife had let her in.

"You brat, Yingying! She didn't even tell me Mom was coming, making me look so foolish."

I took out my phone and called my wife, Du Siying. The phone rang once and she answered.

"Honey~, I'm out buying groceries. Are you home yet? Oh, right, Mom's here."

"I know! Mom was cooking in the kitchen. I thought it was you, and I even rushed in to hug her!"

"Huh? Haha, are you stupid? Your mom is half a head taller than me, how could you mistake her?"

"How should I know? I thought you were home alone. She was just sticking her butt out, and I didn't look closely before
I rushed over and picked her up. It scared me to death."

I didn't dare say that I had hugged Mom naked.

"Pfft, I've almost finished buying the groceries. You can help Mom with that for now, I'll be right back."

"Okay, okay, come back soon, and remember to buy a few condoms~."

"I know, you pervert!"

After hanging up, I neatly dressed and quietly opened the bedroom door. Hearing Mom still
busy in the kitchen, I tiptoed to the living room, sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and deliberately turned the volume up
a bit to let her know I was coming out.

About the time it takes for a commercial break, Mom came out carrying groceries. She glanced at me, and I guiltily
returned her glance. She didn't say anything, put the groceries on the table, and went back to the kitchen. But the moment she entered
, I felt like I heard a very soft laugh.

Soon, Yingying came back. She had gone to buy soy sauce. Seeing his wife home,
the desire that had been extinguished by the unexpected rekindled. You can't blame me for mistaking her for someone else; I was really driven by lust today, having been holding back for too long.

The two of them were busy in the kitchen. I stood in the doorway and noticed that my mother was indeed taller. She
's quite voluptuous; I'd noticed it when she lifted up earlier.

Actually, I'd peeked at my mother's body before, not intentionally, but once when she forgot to
close the door while showering, and I saw her through the crack. Her breasts were huge, and her buttocks were incredibly round. Compared to her,
my wife looked a bit thin, even though she has a C-cup.

Oh dear, I couldn't help but compare my mother and wife.

Ah, my good wife, watching her swaying hips, I couldn't wait any longer. I wished night would
come .

During dinner, I kept glancing at my wife and gently kicking her shin under the table.
Because my mother was nearby, she didn't dare respond, only giving me a slightly flushed glare, her eyes
revealing long-suppressed desire.

However, our little schemes didn't escape our mother's notice. After all, she's been through it all, and she'd just
personally experienced her son's eagerness. Seeing her daughter-in-law's reaction, how could she not know what we were thinking and what we wanted
to do?

As soon as we finished eating, Mom went to wash the dishes, my wife helped, while I took a long, thorough shower,
scrubbing my "weapon" for the evening clean. While scrubbing, I couldn't help but recall the moment
I'd bumped into Mom's butt earlier, thinking how much
better it would have been if I'd been a little more impatient and touched her breasts directly.

Before I had a girlfriend, my masturbation fantasies
included my mom, especially after that time I spied on her showering. I masturbated three times that day,
my mind filled with images of my own mother's buttocks, waist, and breasts.

After showering, I found Mom alone in the kitchen. Looking at her curvaceous back, I licked my lips
and asked, "Mom, where's Yingying?"

"She went out to throw out the trash. We ran out of trash bags, so I asked her to buy some on the way back," Mom
replied softly.

I moved closer, standing behind her. Thinking about the earlier thrust, I gently placed my hand on her
shoulder . For a moment, her whole body trembled.

"...What are you doing?" my mother asked softly, her voice trembling slightly.

"Hehe, seeing you've worked hard washing the dishes, I'm giving you a shoulder massage." I spoke with a slight excitement, but it was
the truth . My hands slowly began to massage.

"Hmph, don't play dumb with me. I know I ruined your plans today. I'm going to bed after my shower, so
I won't disturb you two."

I didn't expect my mother to be so generous, even going out of her way for Yingying and me.

Now I felt a little embarrassed, because I was actually driven by lust. Seeing my mother's voluptuous body...
I couldn't help myself.

When a man's lust takes over, he doesn't care about the consequences. Seeing that my mother didn't reject my touch, I used
my erection to gently nudge her slightly swaying, plump buttocks.

After only a couple of touches, my mother felt it; she stopped washing the dishes. I admire
myself for not stopping, continuing to nudge her gently, as if in defiance.

"Rongrong... what are you doing?" my mother asked softly, her voice trembling slightly.

"Mom... I haven't seen you for a month, I missed you." This was the truth; I really missed her.

"Hmph, you dare say you missed me? If I hadn't been thinking of you and come here myself, would you even remember your own mother?
Look at you, a typical case of forgetting your mother after getting a wife." My mother's voice was still trembling, but this time it seemed to
carry a hint of reproach.

Upon hearing this, a strange feeling stirred within me, a sense that something was amiss. So I took a small step forward, making the movement more pronounced
, and continued playfully, "Mom, you're wrong about that. I've been thinking about you ever since I left home
. I was planning to call you today and ask you to come over, or I'd like to come to your house. And here you are! We're
kind of telepathically connected, aren't we?"

My mother chuckled softly and said, "Who said we're telepathically connected?
You're just being glib… Hey, behave yourself, stop moving around." My mother seemed to feel my thrusts were too strong, and her large, plump buttocks swayed gently from side to side
, a coy gesture that only fueled my desire.

I couldn't resist any longer. My right hand slowly slid down from my mother's shoulder, stopping at her waist, and
gently but firmly kneaded it.

"Mmm…" my mother let out a soft moan.

It was a clear provocation, but I restrained myself, not rushing things.

My left hand also touched my mother's soft waist, and both hands began to slowly knead it. My mother seemed to be
cooperating , slowly swaying her slender waist as well. My lower body pressed closer and
closer between my mother's plump buttocks.

Remembering that I hadn't been able to knead my mother's large breasts earlier, my hands began to involuntarily
climb , tracing an S-curve on my mother's body. I realized that one hand on each of my mother's breasts
wasn't enough, so I took a deep breath, preparing to knead them vigorously. But, as fate would have it, the door opened.

My mother seemed to snap out of her daze, immediately turning around and pushing me away, her cheeks as red as apples.

"Get out of here, I need to wash the dishes. Go and argue with her."

I was furious. I almost got to touch her properly! That brat Yingying, when she wasn't here, she embarrassed me, and now
that she's here, she's ruining everything.

But I didn't dare continue my misbehavior in front of my wife, so I obediently returned to the bedroom.

After the sun set, Mom took a shower and went into the next bedroom to watch a few episodes of a TV series. I couldn't
concentrate on it at all; my mind was filled with the sweet and tender moments I'd just shared with her.

I'd poked her butt, rubbed her waist, and touched her breasts—I wasn't planning on letting it end there.

As I lay in bed plotting my grand plan to have my mother, a beautiful woman wearing only a bath towel walked into the room, immediately
catching my eye.

This lovely girl, named Yingying, stood by the bed, and with a tug of her small hand, her slender yet voluptuous body was laid
bare before me.

I hadn't gotten to have my mother, but now my wife was at my mercy.

I reached out and pinned this seductive girl down on the bed, kissing her soft, sweet lips.
Unlike my earlier, gentle approach with my mother, I immediately grasped my wife's firm, white breasts.
My breast-grabbing hand finally had a purpose; I kneaded and rubbed with my left and right hands, gently sucking on her nipples—
very gently, of course, not wanting to damage my wife's treasures.

My wife, Yingying, was almost melting from my passion. Her long legs wrapped around my waist, and she moaned softly.
I touched her lower; this little slut was already overflowing with moisture. It seemed I wasn't the only one about to burst.

I didn't want to play any more foreplay. I took out the condom she had just bought, put it
on my already hard penis, put her legs on my shoulders, gripped my penis, aimed at her wet vagina, and thrust forward with all my might.

My wife screamed, definitely loud enough for my mother next door to hear.

I grabbed my wife's waist with both hands, and my hips pounded against her clitoris like a motor.

At first, my wife covered her mouth, afraid to cry out, but I wanted the mother next door to hear
what her son was capable of, so I deliberately said, "Good wife, my darling, don't hold back, Mom can't hear
you, cry out, your husband wants to hear you cry out."

As I spoke, I moved faster and faster, each time bringing out a lot of her juices. At first, my wife covered her mouth and made muffled noises,
but she couldn't hold back for long. She let go and started moaning loudly, "Mmm... Husband,
you're so amazing and hard, don't stop, harder... Ah! You're killing me, killing me, Yingying is going to die of pleasure."

My wife is so good, she knows how to cooperate with me. I knew my mother could definitely hear, so I wanted to try something else.

I had her turn over and went into my favorite doggy style, slowing down the pace and using a nine-shallow-one-
deep technique. My wife loves this move; each deep thrust makes her roll her eyes back in pleasure.

I thrust in and out nearly a hundred times, and my wife was getting into it. She started humming
incoherent . I knew it was time, so I said, "Wife, is it comfortable? Does it feel
good when your husband fucks you like this?"

"Mmm...mmm...so good, I'm almost there."

"Darling wife, I'm almost there too. Do you want me to cum inside?"

"Mmm...cum inside, I want it, I want my darling husband to cum inside me."

"Cum inside, and you'll give me a big, fat son. The big, fat son will suckle his mother's milk, and his father will fuck him from behind.
The son sucks, and his father fucks. Do you like it? Do you want it?"

"Ah...ah...I want it, I want it all. Good husband, fuck me quickly, I'll give you a son, give you a son, ah
...it's coming!"

"I'm coming too, cum inside, cum for you, give me a son, good husband fucks you, bad son fucks you!!!"

In an instant, I ejaculated the semen I had been holding back for half a month, but I didn't actually ejaculate inside my wife.
After all, I was wearing a condom, and I didn't have the ability to puncture it.

After ejaculating, I lay on top of my wife, but my penis was still hard. It had been two weeks since we'd done it,
and wasn't enough. But just as I was on top of her, ready to go again, I saw something under the bedroom door...
A figure flashed by; it was clear the person outside had been standing close to the door.

"Heh, looks like someone's got aroused too, even eavesdropping," I thought lewdly. I pulled my half-erect penis, still with the condom on, from
my wife's body and whispered in her ear, "Honey, I'm going to
pee. Get ready for the second half."

My wife gave a weak groan. I laughed and climbed off her, then
walked out of the room completely naked, deliberately leaving the condom on.

I noticed my mother's door was open, but the bathroom light was on. I walked barefoot and silently to
the bathroom door, pressing my ear against it. When I heard a woman's moans coming from inside, I knew my mother
had indeed been eavesdropping, and she was clearly aroused by the sounds of my wife and I making love. She hadn't even locked the door and
was now passionately masturbating in the bathroom.

I deliberately didn't knock and just opened the door and went in. As I expected, my mother was sitting on the toilet, her
black panties pulled down to her calves. One hand was rubbing her pubic hair below her abdomen, and the other hand was kneading one of her large breasts
through her bra.

When she saw me walk in wearing only a condom, my mother froze, completely still on the toilet
, staring at me with wide eyes, her gaze clearly fixed on my erect penis.

It wasn't until I got to my mom's side that she reacted, her face turning bright red. She tried to put her underwear back on,
but couldn't while sitting, and seemed too weak to stand. Meanwhile, I stared unblinkingly at
that dark pubic hair. My mom finally spoke, "Rongrong...you...what are you doing in here...ah, don't look."

My mom's words had no effect on me. Even if I did it on purpose, it was
obvious that mom was in trouble, and I couldn't just stand by and do nothing. So I grabbed my mother's hands and pulled her up.
My mom's underwear wasn't on yet, and now I was holding her in my arms. Through the condom, my penis was pressing against
my mom 's lower abdomen. I thought it was in the way, so I just ripped it off and threw it into the toilet behind my husband's butt.

To my slight surprise, my mother didn't push me away. She just leaned softly against me.
I could clearly feel her two hard nipples pressing against my chest, tickling me. I whispered in her
ear , "Mom, were you feeling uncomfortable listening at the door? Look at you, running to the bathroom yourself. You
could have just called me, and I would have come to help you." With that, I reached behind her with my left hand, grabbed
half of her plump buttocks, and squeezed it towards me. My right hand covered one of her large breasts, kneading it incessantly.

My mother groaned, "Ah...you're humiliating me! You were taking advantage of me in the kitchen, and
now you're doing this to me here. You'd better watch out when Yingying comes out."

Hmph, instead of stopping me, she's afraid her daughter-in-law will see. She's definitely thinking about her son. Looks like I'll have to
sacrifice a little and let my mom have some fun.

"It's okay, she's already been fucked so badly she can only lie on the bed, I bet she can't even get up right now. Hey,
Mom your body is so soft and bouncy, let your son feel it more." As I spoke, I
took off my mom's bra, and suddenly the two of us were standing naked together.

My mom's breasts were indeed very big, although they were a little saggy, they were very full, and the deep red nipples
looked so tempting. I stepped back, bent down and took one into my mouth, and my mom covered her mouth to keep from crying out.

It was really sweet, although I couldn't suck out any milk, just having it in my mouth was more delicious than
any candy I had ever eaten.

My mom covered her mouth with one hand and put the other on my head, seemingly enjoying me licking her like this, but standing
was uncomfortable, so I thought we should both lie down. Just as I was about to push my mom down, I heard
my wife's voice from the bedroom, she was softly calling my name.

My mom heard me too. She pushed me away, put her underwear back on under my gaze, and then pushed me
to go out first. I was a little reluctant, so she whispered, "Be good, go back and keep her company
. We'll talk next time, okay?"

With my mom's promise, I obediently went back to the bedroom. Afraid that my wife would see something, I closed
the door as soon as I went in. But my worries were unnecessary, because the little slut on the bed was sticking her ass out, swaying from side to side towards me. Her two
still wet labia and light brown anus were on full display. Her mouth uttered a slutty sentence:
"Darling husband, it's round two, hurry up, this time I want a daughter."

What could I do? I could only straighten my spear and go back to the battlefield to fuck her until she was completely defeated.

After a night of torment, it was almost noon when I woke up the next morning. My wife had already gone to work, and I
had three days off because I had just returned from a business trip. When I went out, I found that my mom was not there either. She probably went to buy groceries
to make lunch for her dutiful son.

Yesterday, overcome by lust, I did something inappropriate to my mom. She didn't object, and knowing I had to strike while the iron was hot
, I figured I had to take advantage of that time to get my mom to do it.

So I sat in the living room in shorts, waiting for her to come home. The TV was showing "Soldiers' Assault," a show
with practically no female characters. Aside from the
opening there weren't any other women. Even so, I, a grown man, shed
quite a few tears watching it. Although I've never been in the military, I still admire soldiers.

After watching about half an episode, I heard the door open. My reaction was faster than my thought, and my
invincible "cannon," which had already ejaculated twice yesterday, instantly became hard again.

Sure enough, it was my mom who came in. She was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt and navy blue jeans. I recognized those jeans
; they belonged to my wife. After she lost weight, they became too big, so she gave them to my mom. Now
, they accentuated her curves from the waist down, showing off her big, round buttocks, which looked like they were filled with water.
I couldn't resist standing up and sneakily opening my arms to hug her.

Unexpectedly, my mom pushed me away, grabbed the groceries, and went into the kitchen. It seemed she wanted to eat something.
Well, she needed energy to "work," right? So I started helping her out.

Because I was only wearing shorts, and I deliberately walked past her every now and then, accidentally
touching her big, round buttocks tightly encased in her jeans, my mom got angry and smacked me a few times. But I was
shameless and didn't care about the pain, continuing to take advantage of her. Towards the end, when the food was almost finished, I was the one standing behind her, hugging her.
Just like yesterday, my penis rubbed against her plump buttocks, while my hands kneaded the large breasts I had licked and sucked the day before. My mother
let me do as I pleased. Honestly, in broad daylight, I felt both excited and inexplicably uneasy.

When I had placed the food on the table, my mother took out the rice wine she had brought from home.
As the saying , alcohol emboldens the timid, so it seemed my mother had deliberately brought out the wine for the two of us to drink together.

I ate the side dishes my mother had cooked, drank the rice wine, and chatted with my mother about our hometown. Looking at my mother's
face flushed from the rice wine and her full, alluring body, I felt even more that the person who gave me life and raised me was so
charming and sexy.

I only ate a few bites of food, and I had drunk enough wine; it was time to start the main course.

I stood up and walked over to my mother. She held a wine glass, her eyes slightly glazed with intoxication as she looked at me. She
glanced shameless, erect thing she'd given birth to, covered her mouth, and chuckled softly, saying,
"What are you doing? We haven't finished eating yet."

I looked her straight in the eye, licked my lips, and said, "This dish is too bland. I want something else."

My mother's smile deepened, her big, bright eyes fixed on me. She continued, "What else?
I didn't have any. If you want something else, go tell your wife." With that, my mother gracefully stood up,
slowly turned around in front of me, and swayed her plump hips as she walked towards the bedroom.

Trying to leave? I jumped behind her in one step, wrapped my arms around her waist, and lifted her up from behind.
My mother let out a soft moan, turned her head to look at me, and said, "What are you doing? I said I didn't. Why are you
so naughty?" My mother had a beaming smile on her face.

I leaned close to her ear, breathing warm air, and teasingly said, "Yes,
I didn't get enough of those two cherries you fed me yesterday. Let's continue today. I know you have other ones you haven't let me try yet, so be kind to your son."

With that, I picked up my mother and slowly walked towards her room. Her smooth little legs swayed incessantly,
as if protesting. When I carried her to the bedside, my mother deliberately braced her legs against the bed to prevent
me from putting her down. I knew she was embarrassed, so I started caressing her body through her clothes, focusing primarily on
her large breasts that stretched high above her fabric.

As I kneaded her breasts, I inhaled her fragrance. I didn't know what
perfume ; I didn't understand women's perfume, but I planned to call it "the alluring scent."

My mother moaned as my hands kneaded her breasts, her body becoming increasingly limp. When her legs finally
relaxed, I pushed her down onto the bed.

She was lying face down on the bed. I sat on her calves to keep her from moving, and lifted her
long sleeves . Although they were stuck because of her large, flattened breasts, it didn't matter. I pressed my hands against
her shoulders and started kissing her from her tailbone upwards.

She seemed to find it itchy and kept squirming. I unhooked her bra and then
slipped my hand under her stomach. Because it was pressed down, it took a lot of effort to grab her
breast with my whole hand. By this time, I was lying on top of her back, nibbling at her neck and rubbing her two
hardened nipples with my fingers. Her breathing became heavier and heavier.

Seeing that she was aroused, I whispered in her ear, "Mom, these are the two cherries you're pinching now that
your son to try. Come on, don't hide them, let your son have a couple of bites, I'm so drooling." Then
I turned her around, and without resistance, she let me take off her clothes and bra. Her eyes were closed,
her face full of shyness.

I bent down and slowly licked her breasts, kneading and sucking. She grabbed my hair with both hands,
wondering if she ever felt this comfortable when I was a baby suckling her breasts.

After my saliva had covered my mother's breasts, I finally kissed them enough. I straightened up and
started to take off her jeans. My mother opened her eyes and watched me pull off her belt. She grabbed my hand, and
I looked up at her. My mother's chest heaved, but she still managed to say, "Rongrong, Mom's scared
..." I knew what my mother was scared of, but I couldn't stop now. I leaned down and kissed
my mother full lips. My mother's eyes widened for a moment, but after a few seconds, she quietly met my lips.

I conveyed my love and desire to her through kissing. My mother accepted me. She opened her lips,
allowing me to put my tongue into her mouth. Mother and son's tongues intertwined. My mother finally let go of my
hand, and I slowly pulled down her pants. She didn't resist anymore.

Yesterday it was black, today it's purple. It's quite
an achievement
. I continued our French kiss, my hands starting to knead her buttocks through her panties. But her big buttocks were too heavy to knead easily, so I rolled her over, letting her lie on top of me, so I could vigorously rub her plump buttocks.

My mom seemed to be getting more and more relaxed, her small hands rubbing against my chest and abdomen. I opportunely slipped my hands
inside her panties, sliding my fingers up and down between her buttocks. My mom couldn't take it anymore, releasing her mouth and pressing against
my chest, her breasts pressing against me like millstones.

I'd been hard for long enough. I rolled over again, and this time my mom cooperated by slightly lifting her buttocks, allowing
me to easily pull down her purple panties.

My mom's pubic hair was incredibly thick, more than any woman I'd ever been with. Despite the amount, it
wasn't messy at all. Her thick labia, hidden by pubic hair, were already oozing a considerable amount of vaginal fluid. My mom's
genitals were perfectly shaped and not dark at all; although not as pink as my wife's, they were still
very beautiful to me.

I ran two fingers back and forth on it twice, and my mom's whole body trembled slightly. She didn't
say anything and let me do as I pleased. I thought about it and decided not to give her oral sex; the foreplay was enough.

I spread my mom's legs into an M-shape, knelt in front of her, and rubbed my penis up and down between
her , while my other hand slowly massaged her breasts.

After a few back-and-forth movements, Mom couldn't take it anymore. Her plump buttocks swayed incessantly to match my movements, but I just wouldn't
penetrate her. Finally, Mom couldn't bear it any longer and softly said, "Rongrong, don't torture Mom anymore, hurry up..."

I succeeded. Mom finally spoke, and I excitedly and slowly pushed my penis into Mom's already muddy
little hole. After inserting the entire glans, I pulled it out slightly, and then suddenly thrust it all the way
in .

"Ah... Rongrong..."

"Mom... I'm finally in, you're so tight inside, it feels so good."

"Hmm... you wicked thing, so hard, ah... be gentle, don't go so fast."

"Son can't slow down, Mom, you feel so good inside, sucking me... oh..."

"Don't say that... Mom can't help it... ah... ah... so deep, it's all the way inside."

"Mom, do you like it? Do you like your son doing this to you? Your son is fucking you, fucking you with the cock you gave birth to
."

"Ah...you naughty thing I gave birth to, you killed your mother, oh...fuck me...fuck your mother."

I fucked my own mother hard, relentlessly, over a hundred
times. My mother came to orgasm. She looked so beautiful during her orgasm, but I wasn't satisfied.
I flipped her over, made her kneel in front of me, kissed her plump buttocks, and without a word,
thrust into her vagina from behind. My mother moaned loudly; she seemed to like this position. Her vagina
kept flowing with vaginal fluid, soaking the sheets beneath us.

This position was also my favorite. I held my mother's buttocks and thrust back and forth forcefully.
The sound of my lower abdomen hitting her plump buttocks became more and more pleasant, making me move faster and faster. My mother also began to cooperate with my
thrusts , rocking her plump buttocks back and forth. When I felt my mother was about to come again, I deliberately stopped. My mother
had no choice but to use her big buttocks to forcefully move me back and forth until she reached orgasm again.

My mother climaxed twice and collapsed weakly onto the bed. I was proud that my first time with her had brought her to orgasm
twice, but it wasn't over yet, because I hadn't ejaculated. Perhaps because I had ejaculated twice yesterday, my little
general still showed no sign of surrendering. To satisfy it sufficiently, I picked my mother up,
aligning her vagina with my still-erect penis, and then slowly inserted it again.

This was the third time. My mother and I were face to face, and I held her plump buttocks with both hands,
lifting her vagina so that only the head of my penis was inside each time, and then releasing it with a "snap" as I inserted the entire length. I even
inserted the joint of my index finger into my mother's anus. My mother was being held by her buttocks, moving up and down continuously.

"Rongrong... Rongrong..."

In this beautiful, illusory swaying and rising, my mother sought comfort by calling my name.

Not for love, but for release; for love, but for making love.

You gave me life and raised me, and I have no way to repay you, so I can only bring the big cock you gave me home to visit.

And so, the love between son and mother was perfectly expressed in this thrusting and caressing.

I went in and came out, came out and went in again, over and over, the pleasure endless, until they both reached
ecstasy, then embraced each other, inseparable for a long time…

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