Mom, I'm home

"Mom, you're back." Xiao Xing opened the door, took the bicycle, and pushed it to a corner of the living room.

Zhang Suxin looked at her son's bare, muscular back, and couldn't help but think of that alluring, throbbing member. She quietly panted
, unbuttoned a few buttons on her collar, and kept shaking it.

"Phew... this awful weather, it's unbearably hot."

Xiao Xing parked the bicycle, went to the kitchen, took a small bowl of plum juice from the refrigerator, and brought it to his mother.

"Mom, have some plum juice to cool down. I just got it from the fridge."

Zhang Suxin took the plum juice, feeling pleased. Xiao Xing hadn't done this much lately.

She took a sip of the plum juice; the sweet and sour, icy liquid slid down her throat, and her hot body felt much cooler.
She couldn't help but sigh.

"Is it good, Mom?"

Xiao Xing grinned, his eyes sweeping over Zhang Suxin's face.

"Hmm, not bad."

Zhang Suxin sipped her plum juice, tilting her head to glance at her son, a smile on her face. "What's wrong with my son
today ? He's being so well-behaved."

"Squeak squeak squeak." Xiao Xing mimicked the wicked grin of a traitor in a movie. "Just wanted to treat you to

something." "You're so cheeky. As the saying goes, 'If you're not being helpful, then... then... is there something you want from your mother?"

Zhang Suxin lightly patted Xiao Xing's shoulder, adopting an attitude of being ready to grant any request.

"Mom, were you just about to say..."

Xiao Xing deliberately lowered his voice, and Zhang Suxin leaned closer to her son to hear him better.

"You didn't want to say it, so you're either up to no good or a thief, right?"

As soon as Xiao Xing finished speaking, he immediately raised his hand, catching Zhang Suxin's slap.

"Tch, you little rascal, stop

talking nonsense with your mother." Zhang Suxin blushed, panting as she scolded her son, but her tone was so soft and gentle that even a three-year-
old couldn't be intimidated.

"Sigh, I brought you a bowl of plum juice, how did that become being disrespectful?"

Xiao Xing said with a bitter face, but a strange smile appeared on his lips. Zhang Suxin could no longer keep a straight face and
laughed heartily.

"Mom, look how hot you are, like you just came out of a steamer."

Xiao Xing clicked his tongue, looking quite concerned. But his hands were restless, parting his mother's collar. Zhang Suxin
had already unbuttoned her collar, and with Xiao Xing's action, a large expanse of her breasts was revealed. The exposed
flesh outside her bra was white and glistening with sweat, indescribably full and plump.

Zhang Suxin gasped, startled by her son's sudden action, and forgot to stop him. As soon as the collar was
parted, Xiao Xing reached out his right hand and very naturally and quickly rubbed his mother's breast. Zhang Suxin had barely
reacted when her breasts went numb as her son took advantage of her.

"Mom, look at you, you're sweating so much..."

Xiao Xing said without changing his expression, holding his hand, which had just touched her breasts, in front of Zhang Suxin's face. His fingers and palms were wet.

"Get lost, you little rascal, how dare you be so disrespectful to your mother."

"Hehe, being disrespectful is what makes a good son."

Xiao Xing grinned, raising his eyebrows at his mother.

"You little devil."

Zhang Suxin's face flushed red with embarrassment, and she reached out to pinch Xiao Xing's mouth. Xiao Xing didn't dodge or avoid it. Just as his mother's hand
pinched his mouth, he thrust his right hand down, three fingers piercing into Zhang Suxin's deep
cleavage , sliding up and down.

"Ah..."

Zhang Suxin groaned softly. Her hand pinching her son's mouth was powerless, so she grabbed Xiao Xing's
neck instead.

"Mom, there's even more sweat in your cleavage."

Xiao Xing sometimes slid his fingers, sometimes stretched them wider, widening his mother's cleavage.

"You little rascal, you...you..."

Zhang Suxin gasped for breath, feeling a ticklish sensation in her cleavage from her son's caresses. Desire
surged and her nipples hardened.

"Ah...Xiaoxing, stop...stop touching me..."

Xiaoxing ignored her, staring at his mother's aroused state, a stirring within him. His hand, which had been teasing her
cleavage, slid down the contours of her breasts and slipped inside her bra. Then, his palm traced an arc,
gently squeezing her left breast.

"Hiss...Xiaoxing, how...how...uh..."

Zhang Suxin dared not look at her son, lowering her head in reproach.

"Take your hand away, or Mom will get angry."

She said she was going to get angry, but she seemed frozen in place, not moving an inch, only telling her son to let go.

"My mom's breasts are really good, much firmer than Aunt Liyun's."

Xiaoxing mentally gave Zhang Suxin's breasts a high score, and instead of stopping, he began kneading them.

Xiao Xing's hands circled and squeezed his mother's breasts, his fingers repeatedly scraping her erect nipples.

His large penis bulged out of her shorts.

Zhang Suxin groaned and gasped, sweat pouring down her face. She could clearly see the changes inside her son's shorts, and her heart was filled with mixed
joy and worry.

She was happy that, despite her average looks and being past her prime, she still had the charm to attract a young man. She was worried because
this young man was her own son. Although she enjoyed his caresses, and his penis
stirred , the pressure of committing a transgression made it hard for her to breathe.

"No, Mom can't ruin you."

Zhang Suxin pulled herself out of her lustful thoughts and was about to push Xiao Xing away when he withdrew his wet
hand.

"Mom, you're all sweaty, take your clothes off quickly."

Hearing her son say this, Zhang Suxin, who was feeling somewhat disappointed, felt a pang of sadness and forgot all about scolding him
.

"Pah, you shameless rascal! You...you dare ask your mother to take off her clothes in front of you?"

"Huh?" Xiao Xing was taken aback. "Oh, Mom, what are you thinking? I didn't ask you to take off
your clothes ."

Zhang Suxin looked at her son's teasing expression, her teeth itching. Realizing she had been tricked by her son,
she felt both annoyed and delighted. She was reliving the feeling of being teased by her sweetheart in her youth.

"Tch, you little brat, all you do is tease your mother."

Zhang Suxin stomped her foot, pinched her son's chest a few times, finished the rest of her plum juice, and handed the bowl to him.
She handed it to her son and quickly went into the bedroom.

"Hehe," Xiao Xing patted his penis under his shorts, "You can get hard just by squeezing my mom's breasts
, huh? You're craving that white flesh too, aren't you? Don't forget, that's our mom."

Zhang Suxin entered the room, quickly pulled down her shirt, the back of which was already soaked with sweat, and was about to take off her pants when she
froze her face turning red again. She saw the underwear that had been soaked with her own juices that morning.

The place where Xiao Xing hung the underwear was quite conspicuous—on the wall next to the dressing table, there was a

quartz clock shaped like a folding fan, with a tassel on the handle. Xiao Xing had removed the tassel and hung the underwear there.

"That brat, he really took the underwear to wash." Zhang Suxin took down the underwear, biting her lower lip. Now, she couldn't hide

the fact that her underwear had been soaked with her own juices that morning . 　　"Oh dear, I'm so embarrassed." 　　Zhang Suxin hugged the underwear tightly and turned her face away. 　　In the dressing mirror, a woman appeared, half-naked, her fair skin gleaming alluringly against the backdrop of a thin, bluish-gray bra. The woman clutched a dark mass to her chest, her full breasts pressed together, standing tall. 　　A fair body, ample breasts, a flushed face—Zhang Suxin in the mirror was consumed by lust. 　　"No, I have to ask that kid." 　　Zhang Suxin calmed down a bit, clutching her underwear tightly as she headed out. Just as she was about to open the door, she realized she wasn't dressed . She rushed to the wardrobe, grabbed a t-shirt, and started to pull it over her head, but stopped before it was even on, muttering to herself , "That little beast, touching me inappropriately, then acting like nothing happened. Who knows what he's really thinking? I have to test him." 　　Having made up her mind, Zhang Suxin took off the t-shirt, strode to the door, hesitated for a moment, then abruptly flung it open and entered the living room. 　　"Huh, where is everyone?" 　　The living room was deserted. Zhang Suxin looked left and right, then lowered her arms, which she had been crossing over her chest in embarrassment. 　　"Xiao Xing? Xiao Xing?" Zhang Suxin called softly a few times, but there was no response. 　　"Where has that little rascal gone again?" 　　Approaching the kitchen, Zhang Suxin vaguely heard the sounds of pots and pans and Xiao Xing's singing coming from inside. She tiptoed to the kitchen door and saw what was going on inside. 　　Xiao Xing was shirtless, sweating profusely, waving a spoon above his head. Bottles of oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar filled the stove, clattering as he fiddled with them. Chopped cabbage was piled on the cutting board, and a pot of something was simmering on the gas stove. Xiao Xing was waving the spoon with practiced ease and singing merrily. 　　"It's raining outside, and I'm masturbating at home. It's been so long, and it's not easy to reach orgasm..." 　　Zhang Suxin vaguely remembered the tune of a song sung by a girl named Hui-mei, but the lyrics were completely different. She suppressed a laugh and quietly slipped into the kitchen, standing behind Xiao Xing. Xiao Xing was oblivious, engrossed in his song. 　　"Ahem," Zhang Suxin coughed, "What are you doing?" 　　"Ouch!" Xiao Xing shuddered, turning around. "Uh, oh? Oh my!" 　　His eyes nearly popped out when he saw his mother shirtless, wearing only a bra. 　　But he quickly regained his composure, grinning at Zhang Suxin: "Mom, it's you! You really startled me . What, bringing your son meat?" 　　Even at the mention of meat, he couldn't resist the temptation, his eyes suddenly landing on his mother's breasts. 　　Hearing him utter the word "meat," Zhang Suxin snapped back to reality, realizing she was only wearing a bra. Her face flushed instantly, her ears turning red. She tried to suppress the urge to cover her chest with her hands, instead putting them behind her back and thrusting her breasts out. 　　"Get lost! What do you mean, 'meat'? I asked you what you want!" 　　"N-nothing, I'm cooking." 　　Xiao Xing's eyes were fixed on Zhang Suxin's chest. The bra, though bluish-gray, was just a thin layer of fabric, offering little coverage. Underneath, Zhang Suxin's nipples appeared even darker. Xiao Xing swallowed hard, like a puppy eyeing a bone. 　　Due to her son's greedy gaze, Zhang Suxin felt her nipples hardening, and the heat of the kitchen combined with this caused her to sweat. 　　"You brat, where are you looking!" 　　"Cooking, I'm cooking." 　　Xiao Xing, distracted by his mother's breasts, answered irrelevantly. Zhang Suxin was sweating even more now; her bra was practically soaked, clinging to her breasts, her two large nipples leaving marks on the fabric. Although the bra was now completely unprotected, the fabric covering her breasts made her even more alluring than if she were completely naked. Xiao Xing sniffed , his erection rising again. 　　Seeing her son staring intently at her breasts, oblivious to what she was saying, Zhang Suxin felt a pang of unease . 　　"Suxin, Suxin, what's wrong with you? Dressed like this in front of our son, even if he wasn't interested, you'd still seduce him." 　　Zhang Suxin felt a pang of regret, but it was quickly overshadowed by the erection in her son's pants. 　　As the lust in her son's eyes intensified and his breathing grew heavier, Zhang Suxin's body grew hotter and hotter. She felt as if his gaze was tangible, making her breasts tingle and throb, her nipples hardening to their limit, pushing against her bra like sharp cones. A tingling, itchy sensation spread from her areolas, causing the flesh near her armpits to tremble. 　　Suddenly, Zhang Suxin felt an urge to pull down her son's shorts. Startled quickly pinched his chest hard. 　　"You little rascal, you're still looking!" 　　Xiao Xing gasped in pain but didn't cry out. He quickly looked away, realizing why his mother had pinched him. Feeling embarrassed, he gave Zhang Suxin an awkward smile. 　　"Hehe, Mom, it's too hot in the kitchen, I'm a little dizzy. What did you say?" 　　Zhang Suxin glanced at her son. "Nothing. Hey, what are you cooking?" 　　"Oh, cabbage, it's not in the pot yet." 　　Xiao Xing couldn't resist stealing glances at his mother's breasts. 　　Zhang Suxin ignored where her son was looking. She smiled and gestured towards . 　　"Using plain water?" 　　"Yes, plain water."

Xiao Xing grinned, as if he had accomplished something extraordinary.

Zhang Suxin laughed heartily, her plump breasts jiggling like jelly balls, and Xiao Xing's eyes
darted around.

"Oh dear, young master, trying to cook cabbage with plain water? You want to be a monk? How stupid of you!"

Zhang Suxin laughed until tears streamed down her face, her little belly bobbing up and down.

Xiao Xing's throat itched, and he secretly scratched his scrotum, then moved closer to his mother.

"Do I need to be a monk? I already have a bald donkey down there."

"Get lost, don't be so indecent."

Zhang Suxin nudged her son and went to the stove.

"Go cool off in the living room, I'll cook again after I've finished cleaning up." She was about to turn off the stove.

Xiao Xing panicked when he saw this, and in a flash, he pressed himself against his mother's back, grabbing her hand as she turned off the stove,
his erect penis pressing hard against Zhang Suxin's lower back.

"Mom, don't turn off the stove."

Zhang Suxin choked as her son's penis pressed against her, her body burning up. She leaned weakly into her son's arms and
said, "Good son, there's no need to cook the cabbage. I'll stir-fry it with the shredded meat later."

Xiao Xing seemed oblivious to his mother's change in body. He put one hand on her shoulder and the other around her waist,
his palm on Zhang Suxin's protruding belly. He said, spitting as he spoke, "Hey, Mom... it
's so hot, why bother cooking? I was thinking of boiling the cabbage, rinsing it in cold water, and then
mixing it with some soy sauce, vinegar, chili, or something. It'll be light and appetizing, won't it?"

"Hmm..."

Zhang Suxin's bare back pressed against her son's bare chest. The heat and smell emanating from her son
made her squint. The hand her son pressed against her lower abdomen made the flesh tremble, and Zhang Suxin's body went even weaker
. She groaned, "You... umm... you don't want to eat meat anymore?"

Xiao Xing felt his mother's body slump towards the ground, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on her lower abdomen.
Zhang Suxin her teeth and endured it, managing not to groan out loud.

"Mom, it's okay if I don't eat meat for a meal or two. Hey, if I really want to eat it, I'll just bite you."

Hearing Xiao Xing's crazy words, Zhang Suxin spat lightly, looked up at her son, and felt that her son
was becoming somewhat adult-like.

"Hmm, son, you're quite thoughtful."

Xiao Xing now noticed his mother's change and vaguely guessed that his mother was a little aroused. He himself was also a little
unable to control his wandering thoughts, so he tightened his arms and held Zhang Suxin firmly in his arms.

"Of course, your son is eighteen now, not a child anymore." Xiao Xing gently rested his chin
on his mother's shoulder.

"With Dad gone, I'll be the only man in the house. From now on, you'll be mine."

Zhang Suxin shivered several times upon hearing this. Seeing her reaction, Xiao Xing realized his joke
had gone a bit too far and quickly added, "...I'll take care of you. How can I not
make I don't repay the mouth that raised me?"

This brat is not only bad at making friends, but also just his nature; he never says a serious word. But Zhang Suxin found it
quite pleasing, feeling that she hadn't given birth to this boy in vain. Her mind wandered, and she raised the arm that Xiao Xing was holding on her shoulder,
hooking her arm around her son's neck. Xiao Xing's hand had no choice but to rest on her ribs.

"Son, you're so good to your mother."

Xiao Xing smiled inwardly at his mother's furrowed brows and squinting eyes. Although he also had sexual urges and improper
thoughts. The thought of having sex with his mother was fleeting, never serious;
he just wanted to please her and satisfy his lust for her body.

But such thoughts were more likely to lead to trouble. If his mother lost control, the spark would
quickly ignite into a raging fire.

"Mom, your flesh is so beautiful, so white and smooth,"

Xiao Xing whispered in his mother's ear. This hopeless wretch! He was
determined to fuel the lustful fire within his mother.

"Stop it, Mom's gotten fat, not slim anymore,"

Zhang Suxin said, feeling lightheaded from her son's compliment. Her lower back ached from the pressure of his penis, yet felt a tingling numbness
. She leaned forward slightly, sticking out her buttocks.

Xiao Xing understood, pressing his chest against his mother's back, bending his legs, and thrusting his penis into
her buttocks.

Although Zhang Suxin was wearing pants, she could still feel the thick, erect penis that made her lose control. She groaned
, put her legs together, and sandwiched her son's penis between them. From the side, the mother and son looked like two
spoons stacked vertically.

"Mom, this isn't called fat, it's called plump, you know?"

Xiaoxing's hand, which was resting on his mother's ribs, rubbed little by little towards her breasts.

"Besides, what's wrong with being fat? Being fat has its advantages, it's warm in winter and cool in summer. Hmm, Mom, your flesh feels so
good ."

"Hmm, you..."

Xiaoxing's hand had already reached the edge of her breasts. Zhang Suxin's mind flashed back to
the scene in the living room where her son was rubbing her breasts. Her body trembled, and her breasts suddenly tightened. A strange feeling spread
through her body , and she almost groaned loudly. She quickly released her son's neck and pressed his hand down hard.

"Son, don't be naughty."

Zhang Suxin looked up at her son, her eyes watery. Xiao Xing stared at his mother's moist, red lips,
his head spinning, and slowly lowered his head.

Seeing her son's lips getting closer and closer, Zhang Suxin trembled, her heart pounding wildly. She felt a strange mix of anticipation and fear,
like when she was kissed for the first time. She wanted to pull away, but her body wouldn't move.

"You, you…"

Before Zhang Suxin could decide, Xiao Xing's lips pressed against hers.

"Mmm…"

Zhang Suxin let out a long nasal sound, releasing her teeth. Her son's tongue immediately followed,
entwining with hers, making her feel flustered and disoriented.

Zhang Suxin's kiss grew hotter and hotter, her breathing becoming erratic. She lifted the arm that was holding her son's hand and wrapped it around Xiao Xing
's neck, kissing him wholeheartedly.

Seeing his mother's passionate reaction, Xiao Xing was overjoyed, feeling quite pleased with himself for his skill in manipulating women.
Lai. The hand that was beside his mother's breast reached up and slipped inside Zhang Suxin's bra, squeezing her breast tightly,
his fingers sinking into the soft flesh.

"Mmm..."

Zhang Suxin's heart pounded as her son grabbed her breast again, and she pulled her mouth away.

"Xiao Xing, don't... um..." Before she could finish speaking, her son's mouth was filled with his.

Xiao Xing's tongue moved quickly through his mother's mouth, and his hands were not idle either, squeezing her breasts in large handfuls. He
felt that the flesh in his hands was wet, slippery, plump, and soft, indescribably tender. His right hand, which was pressed against his mother's lower abdomen, was also
gently scratching, and his large penis between his legs grew even thicker.

Zhang Suxin felt waves of pleasure coming from her breasts, and her lower abdomen was also being scratched so much that it trembled uncontrollably. Suddenly, a
stream of lustful fluid gushed from her vagina. She quickly pressed her other hand down on her son, and her legs clamped even tighter around Xiao Xing's penis,
which was like a golden cudgel.

Xiao Xing's hand, which had been scratching his mother's lower abdomen, was held down, making it difficult for him to move. He simply ignored the lower abdomen and moved to
his mother's chest, pulling up her bra and revealing Zhang Suxin's two large breasts. This bastard then used both hands,
one in each hand, having a great time.

Zhang Suxin's vagina felt like it was on fire; only by clamping her legs together did she manage to hold back her juices. She
was breathless from her son's kisses, and with her breasts completely in his hands, she writhed like a snake.

Xiao Xing also felt a tightness in his chest and a numbness in his tongue, so he released his mother's mouth, rested his head on her
shoulder, and looked at Zhang Suxin's plump breasts, which he had squeezed into strange shapes.

"Mom, your breasts are really big, they must weigh several pounds,"

Xiao Xing said, lifting one breast and letting go. The breast fell with a thud, bouncing back and forth. He chuckled,
opened his hand, and squeezed hard, squeezing out a clump of flesh from between his thumb and forefinger, revealing a large, long, purplish-black nipple.

"Mom, your nipples are really big, like a ewe's."

Xiao Xing said, moving his other hand to gently flick the nipple, then pinched and rubbed it.

"Oh... ah, ah... you you..."

Zhang Suxin's nipples were already erect to their peak, longing for someone to caress them. Now, being played with by her son and
hearing his lewd words, she felt electric currents shooting from her nipples straight into her body, causing her to moan repeatedly, her stomach
heaving incessantly.

"Ah... ah... son, you... oh, please don't touch me anymore."

Zhang Suxin's face contorted in pain, her body convulsing, her hands tightly gripping Xiao Xing's arm.

"Mom... Mom begs you, please... oh... if you touch me again, I'll break."

Xiao Xing stared at his mother
's wanton appearance, feeling that if he continued touching her, something bad might happen. Although the thought of having sex with his mother was rather wicked, his mother was, after all, his mother, different from other women. Xiao Xing slowly stopped
, pulled down Zhang Suxin's bra, and grabbed her breasts.

"Mom, is it comfortable?"

Xiao Xing gently stroked his mother's arm and asked softly.

Zhang Suxin was somewhat disappointed to see her son stop as she had asked. But her son was so tender and considerate, and a wave of
tenderness and affection surged into her heart.

"Mmm, Mom is comfortable, Mom is comfortable. Hmm, good son, let go of Mom, Mom is so hot."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xing gently pulled back, but couldn't leave. It turned out that both of them were covered in sweat, their chests and backs
sticking together. Xiao Xing held his mother's shoulders and pulled hard, and with a loud tearing sound, their
bodies separated. Zhang Suxin groaned again as the penis rubbed heavily against her vulva as it withdrew from between her legs.
Even with their pants in between, the friction made her labia feel tingly.

Zhang Suxin's fair back was covered in sweat, and the skin that had touched her son's chest was red from the sweat. Xiao Xing
felt a pang of heartache and gently stroked her.

"Mom, you're all sweaty again. Go wash up, or you'll get heat rash."

"Okay."

Seeing her son's thoughtfulness, Zhang Suxin felt a warm glow in her heart, thinking there was no
man . She stared at her son as if he were her lover: "Well, Mom will go wash up. You can take care of things here."

"Okay." Xiao Xing nodded.

"I've taken care of the kitchen for lunch today. Hey, Mom, what are you holding?"

Zhang Suxin quickly hid her hand holding her underwear behind her back: "Nothing."

Xiao Xing wouldn't let it go: "Oh, Mom, what's that good stuff you're holding? Let me see."

He reached out and tried to pull his mother's arm.

Zhang Suxin twisted her body, breaking free from Xiaoxing: "No, Mom won't let you see it." Xiaoxing's

mind raced, and he chuckled mischievously: "Mom, even if you don't let me see it, I know what it is."

Zhang Suxin's heart skipped a beat, and she bit her lip: "You little rascal, what do you know?" Xiaoxing

took a step closer to his mother: "It's your loincloth."

He then slammed his right hand onto his mother's lower abdomen.

Zhang Suxin jumped, slapping her son's hand away: "You're dead! Tch, Mom's not
messing anymore!"

She turned and ran out of the kitchen.

Xiaoxing stared at his mother's swaying, plump buttocks, laughing like a maggot in a latrine.

"Hehehe, my mom's breasts are really nice, quite bouncy. Her buttocks aren't bad either, how come I forgot to pinch
them ? Ha, I've really captivated Mom. Cough cough, luckily I stopped, or I would have really messed with her
."

He approached the stove, lifted the pot lid: "The water should be boiling by now." He peeked inside

. "Wow, the water's not just boiling, it's almost gone!"

Zhang Suxin went back to her room to get a few changes of clothes. She glanced at the clock, somewhat incredulous. She'd been
being kissed and touched by her son in the kitchen, and it felt like over an hour had passed, but the clock showed only
ten minutes. Zhang Suxin shook her head and left the room.

Passing the kitchen doorway, she stopped, staring blankly at her son. Xiao Xing was busy preparing seasonings, oblivious
to his mother standing outside. His back, glistening with sweat, was broad and muscular, like iron.
Zhang Suxin bit her lip, resisting the urge to go into the kitchen, and went to the bathroom, not far away.

"Splash..."

The showerhead sprayed water onto Zhang Suxin, cooling her body, but not extinguishing
the lust within.

Her skin cooled, but her body burned even hotter. Zhang Suxin felt uncomfortable all over, and involuntarily reached out and pinched
her breasts hard a few times. The pain in her breasts brought her to her senses somewhat, but the turmoil in her heart remained unabated.
She couldn't shake the feeling.

Unable to bear it any longer, Zhang Suxin inserted two fingers into her vagina and scratched vigorously a few times. A sudden jolt ran through her, and she cried out,
"Xiao Xing, my son, Mom's fucking you!"

Leaning against the wall, she slumped softly to the ground.

Zhang Suxin had just experienced a brief ordeal, feeling a little better, but immediately a strong sense of guilt washed over her.
She felt as if countless needles were piercing her skin, and like a frightened hedgehog, she
curled up.

"Zhang Suxin, you bitch, you actually let your son kiss and touch your breasts!"

"Mom, why are you sucking my dick?"

"Zhang Suxin, you still want to fuck your son? Don't you have any shame?"

"Mom, your nipples are really big."

"Slut! whore! slut! shameless! shameless! shameless..."

"Ah, Xiaoxing, my son, Mom will fuck you."

Zhang Suxin's mind was filled with both moral condemnation and angry curses, and her son's teasing and
lust for him. These two opposing emotions clashed and surged within her, and Zhang Suxin could no longer bear it,
bursting into tears.

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