You've encountered your mother's infidelity.

"You've run into Mom's philandering ways," Zilong said guiltily as he entered his room. He eagerly pulled out a pornographic novel, its plot incredibly captivating, complete with illustrations. His penis, already hard and erect, was practically ready to hold a pound of pork.

He felt incredibly aroused, suddenly remembering scenes of men masturbating in pornographic videos. So he loosened the zipper, holding the novel in one hand while simultaneously masturbating with the

other. Coincidentally, Zilong's mother, seeing his dazed and preoccupied state upon his return, found it strange. She waited a while before quietly opening his door and tiptoeing in to see what he was up to. What she saw made her blush crimson, her heart pounding wildly. She didn't know what to do.

Finally, deciding to assert her maternal authority, she called out, "Zilong."

Zilong looked up and was terrified. He was so focused on hiding the pornographic novel that he forgot his large penis, standing proudly like an angry lion.

His mother said, "Bring the book here."

Zilong had no choice but to hand the book to his mother, only then realizing that her beautiful eyes were fixed on his penis. He quickly hid it in his pants, feeling utterly terrified, as if a terrible disaster was about to befall him.

His mother gently asked, "Where did the book come from?"

Zilong didn't dare tell her it belonged to A-Ming, so he casually said it belonged to a classmate.

His mother said, "Children shouldn't read this kind of book. Reading it will only lead to bad behavior, understand? Return it to your classmate tomorrow. Don't read it tonight, understand?"

Zilong nodded meekly, and his mother left.

He thought, "This is really bad. If my mother thinks I'm a bad child and sends me back to the orphanage, that's terrible. It's all that bastard A-Ming's fault. I'll definitely settle the score with A-Ming tomorrow."

He was filled with worry and could no longer concentrate on reading erotic novels. His heart was filled with anxiety and fear until dinner, when his mother was still kind and gentle, which reassured him somewhat.

After dinner, his mother took him to see a movie, a horror film. As the movie reached its climax, his mother also became tense and frightened, her delicate body leaning against him, her soft hands tightly gripping his thigh.

He smelled his mother's faint fragrance of body and hair, a scent that sent shivers down his spine, making him feel incredibly uncomfortable. His penis hardened.

In the most tense moment, his mother, terrified, gripped his penis so tightly that she didn't even realize she was holding it.

He felt so uncomfortable, so hot all over. He wanted to reach out and touch his mother's thigh, but he didn't dare, because she was his mother. He also wanted to kiss her cheek, but he didn't dare either, only pressing his cheek against hers in the tense moment.

His mother's cheeks also burned with tension.

After the movie, they went for snacks before going home.

Back home, it was just him and his mother. His father's business had grown; he owned a large factory and was often away, entertaining clients, traveling for work, and sometimes even going abroad to collect orders. He was home less than five days a month.

It was only ten o'clock at night, still early. His mother said, "Zilong, have you finished your homework?"

"Mom, yes, I have."

"Then watch TV with me!"

"Okay."

"Mom's going to change."

His mother went into the bedroom. Usually, she closed the door when she changed, but today she forgot, making his heart pound. He wanted to peek at her changing, but he didn't dare.

His bedroom door faced his mother's. He pretended to go back to his bedroom and secretly peeked into his mother's room. Perhaps his angle was wrong; he only saw a small corner of the bedroom and nothing else.

He had no choice but to go back to his bedroom to change his clothes. Because it was summer, he usually went shirtless at home, wearing only a pair of sweatpants. After changing, he walked to his bedroom door, his heart pounding, and peeked into his mother's room. This time, he saw her.

His mother was only wearing briefs and a bra, searching for clothes in the closet. She was facing him, and he heard a soft cry of "Wow!" from her. She immediately darted out of Zilong's sight. He quickly went to the living room and turned on the TV.

Actually, all he could think about was his mother's naked body—so beautiful and alluring. Compared to his mother, Aunt Lu was far inferior.

His mother was tall, about 168 centimeters, and a little thinner than Aunt Lu. Even when dressed, she was already graceful and elegant; naked, her body was dazzling, white as snow, like a plaster sculpture of a beautiful woman—so alluring and beautiful.

Mom came out. Zilong, feeling guilty, didn't dare look her in the eye and went to the kitchen to get a Coke from the refrigerator. Mom came into the kitchen too and said, "Zilong, were you scared of that movie?"

"Scared, so scared, Mom! Especially that weirdo, suddenly he walked up behind that woman, his hands..."

Mom's face turned pale, and she screamed in fright, "Mom, don't say it, don't say it... Ah!..."

She was terrified and quickly hugged Zilong. Zilong felt a warm embrace; his mother's face was burning with fear.

Seeing his mother hugging him, although he was a little afraid of her, she was so beautiful, especially since she wasn't wearing a bra anymore; her breasts were only separated by a thin layer of clothing, pressed tightly against his bare chest, a very pleasant sensation.

Especially his mother's faint fragrance, wafting into Zilong's nostrils, made his already hard and erect penis even more erect. At this moment, Zilong couldn't help but press his mother's buttocks with his hand, making her vulva press tightly against his penis. His

mother twisted her body, her hips swaying rhythmically, moaning, "Mmm...mmm...so scary...scary...so terrifying...Zilong, I'm scared...so scared..."

Actually, his mother felt a tremor at this moment, pleasure and stimulation surging through her body at the same time, her blood beginning to boil. Zilong also felt his mother's vulva gradually hardening, as hard as iron, but he didn't know why.

He only knew that his mother must be recalling the terrifying scene from just now.

But he wanted to kiss his mother; in the pornographic video, the man and woman kissed passionately. He had never kissed a woman before, but he didn't dare to kiss his mother. Recalling the naked body with its exposed curves he had just seen, so charming, beautiful, and moving, it was a pity she was wearing panties and a bra.

Zilong asked, "Mom, are you still scared?"

"Mmm... I'm so scared... It's so terrifying... Ouch... Mom is so scared, so scared..."

Zilong took the opportunity to hug his mother tightly, his large penis rubbing against her vulva. He secretly kissed his mother's cheek.

"Mmm... Mmm... Ouch..."

His mother suddenly felt completely exhausted, her hands falling limply. If he hadn't been holding her, she would have fallen. Fortunately, although Zilong was only seventeen years old, he was tall and strong with broad shoulders.

Zilong asked in surprise, "Mom, what's wrong?"

His mother said weakly, "Zilong, you're a good boy. I'm just scared. Can you help me sit on the sofa in the living room?"

"Okay, Mom!"

He reached under his mother's armpit and helped her to the living room. Zilong's palm landed on his mother's breast, which was not wearing a bra.

"Mmm!" His mother groaned softly, her body trembling slightly. He didn't dare to touch his mother's breast too obviously, only pressing it with his hand.

His mother's breasts were much better than Aunt Lu's. Aunt Lu's breasts were as soft as cotton, while his mother's were firm and bouncy like a young girl's, probably because she hadn't given birth!

As Zilong supported his mother, half of her body was pressed against him, his large penis pressed against her buttocks. He wanted to move away, but he was afraid of upsetting his mother.

It wasn't far from the kitchen to the living room. When his mother was about to sit on the sofa, he took the opportunity to rub her breasts.

"Hmm!"

Mom glanced at him shyly, but didn't seem angry. He felt relieved and helped her sit down, then sat beside her.

Seeing that Mom was only watching TV, he dared not have any more impure thoughts.

When the TV show ended, Mom told him to go to sleep. He had no choice but to go back to his room. Seeing Mom go back to her room and close the door, he tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep until dawn. Mom brought him a bowl of chilled lotus seed soup and placed it on his desk. Accidentally, when she put the soup down, she was too close to Zilong, so her vulva touched the crook of his arm, and her breasts pressed against his head. He felt a tingling, electric shock-like sensation spread through every cell of his body—it felt wonderful.

He wanted to take the opportunity to touch her vulva, but he didn't dare.

After Mom left, he had to stop for a long time before starting his homework.

He finished his homework at six o'clock, and Mom told him to take a shower.

The apartment originally had two suites; Mom and Dad each had one, so he always showered in the other. However, a couple of days ago, the toilet was leaking and still hadn't been fixed, so he borrowed Mom's bathroom.

He stripped down to his underwear, grabbed a clean pair, and headed to Mom's room. Mom was inside. He went into the bathroom, turned on the water, and took off his underwear to wash it, but forgot his towel. He had to put his underwear back on and go to the other bathroom to get a towel.

When he came out of the bathroom, he saw Mom.

"Wow!" Mom exclaimed, frozen in shock.

At that moment, Mom was completely naked, without even a bra or panties.

She was so horrified she forgot to cover her breasts and genitals, so Zilong's heart pounded like a deer's, and his penis was erect.

So beautiful! Her slender, graceful curves were clearly defined, her waist as thin as a willow, her hips full, forming a beautiful nude sculpture—utterly captivating.

Her breasts, though not large, were incredibly alluring, especially her mons pubis, which rose like a small hill. Her pubic hair, though short, extended thickly to her lower abdomen, covering her vulva like silk, utterly mesmerizing.

Mom quickly turned around and said, "Zilong, what did you forget?"

"A towel, Mom, I forgot my towel."

"Go get it!"

"Okay."

Zilong greedily stared at his mother's back, his blood boiling. He desperately wanted to touch her entire body, especially to insert his large penis into her vagina.

But he didn't dare.

He walked out of the bedroom, ran to the other bathroom, grabbed a towel, and jumped back into the bedroom. His mother was already dressed.

While showering, he thought about his mother's jade-like, lustrous body. He finished his shower hastily and came out of the bathroom. His mother was no longer in the bedroom; she was probably in the living room. He could hear the television on; he knew she was watching TV. Thinking back to his mother, he realized she might also be seducing him—like holding his large penis during the movie, or rubbing it against his vulva while hugging him. Clearly, his mother couldn't resist either.

"Poor mother," he thought to himself. He opened the door and called, "Mom, Mom."

Strange, no one was home. The television was on, showing a variety show with a female singer. Where had his mother gone?

He closed the door and locked the inner lock as well. Apartment doors were so troublesome; there were two inner locks, one above the other. He carefully locked the door before entering the living room, wondering: Could Mom be taking a shower?

Zilong's heart pounded.

"Mom! Mom!"

There was no reply. He went back to his bedroom, took off his clothes, and wore only a pair of sweatpants. As he left his bedroom, he deliberately glanced at his mother's room. Her door was open, but he didn't see her. He boldly went into her room, calling, "Mom, Mom!" He looked into the bathroom, but no one was there either.

He started to get nervous. Where had his mother gone?

When he got to the living room, oh my god! His mother was reclining on the sofa, asleep while watching TV.

Even asleep, there was an abundance of allure, a vibrant and fragrant sight.

It turned out that his mother was also wearing a nightgown, tied in the middle with a belt. Obviously, the belt was tied too loosely, and the skirt was lifted up, revealing her fair, jade-like thighs and briefs. The collar was also turned up, revealing her breasts.

Zilong thought: Was his mother also feeling lonely and trying to seduce him? Otherwise, his mother would never go to bed at nine o'clock at night. If his mother was seducing him, he should pretend not to know and accept the temptation, making his mother happy.

Thinking this, he dared not refuse the beauty's favor.

He walked to his mother's sofa, sat on the carpet, and reached out a trembling hand to touch her vulva.

His heart was pounding wildly, both nervous and excited, yet extremely afraid. What if his mother wasn't seducing him, and he misunderstood? That would be a disaster, a terrible mistake.

Her vulva was raised like a small hill, extremely alluring, especially her pubic hair, thick and bushy, extending to her snow-white belly, neither too long nor too short, soft and fine, jet black and glossy, very captivating.

He touched it, gently, very gently.

Because his mother was wearing white transparent panties today, he could clearly see her entire vulva.

Fortunately, his mother was still fast asleep.

He wanted to see her vulva, and luckily, the nylon briefs were very elastic. He gently pulled them open, parted her pubic hair with one hand, and saw the thin, vermilion slit.

He heard his mother's heavy, rapid nasal breathing, and could almost hear her heartbeat, as fierce as a war drum.

Having confirmed his suspicions, Zilong boldly inserted his finger into her vulva, and her juices flowed out.

"Mmm......" Mother's delicate body trembled slightly, and she let out a soft moan, but showed no sign of waking up.

Zilong thought: Mother must be aroused, enduring this loneliness of being all alone, it must be incredibly painful. As long as Mother is happy, he's willing to do anything. So he lowered his head and used his tongue to lick her little hole.

"Mmm... Mmm......"

His tongue slowly went into her little hole, then withdrew, then went in again, then withdrew again, moving rhythmically, while his other hand reached out to grasp Mother's breast.

"Mmm......"

Mother's breasts were taut, like a young girl's breasts, plump like pink dumplings, white and tender, delicate and smooth, feeling very comfortable to the touch.

Mother trembled, twitched, and kept moaning from her cherry-like mouth, but she didn't wake up.

Zilong licked and moved his tongue in and out, seeing that Mother was already extremely comfortable, to make Mother even more comfortable, he pressed his mouth closer to her little hole so that his tongue could go in even deeper.

His nose touched his mother's clitoris. He didn't know the function of the clitoris, but out of curiosity, he rubbed the hard, raised clitoris with the tip of his nose.

"Ah!..." His mother convulsed, her fair, jade-like legs began to move irregularly, kicking lightly.

Zilong had seen this reaction before and knew that his mother must be very happy. He worked even harder, sticking his tongue out. He discovered that his nose had this good effect, and he dared not stop rubbing with his nose.

"Hmm...ouch...hmm...hmm...hmm...ouch...ouch..."

His mother moaned dreamily, her face glistening with sweat. Her breathing became more rapid, her panting loudly, her chest heaving rapidly, and her buttocks thrusting higher and higher, sending her vulva completely into Zilong's mouth.

"...ah...ouch...hmm...hmm..."

Zilong's hands were even busier. He kneaded her right breast one moment and caressed her left breast the next, busy and enjoying himself immensely.

He realized his lips were useless in this situation, which was a pity. So he used his lips to rub her labia majora.

"Mmm...mmm...oh dear..."

His mother convulsed rapidly and collapsed on the sofa. He stopped and let out a long sigh, but her vaginal fluids were overflowing, gushing out in waves.

He rushed to the bathroom and grabbed a stack of toilet paper.

His mother still kept her eyes closed, not wanting to wake up, but her two white, fleshy mounds seemed to be defying him. He quickly covered her breasts with his pajamas and then used the toilet paper to clean her vulva.

After finishing, he covered her with her skirt. After putting the toilet paper in the toilet, he sat down on the sofa and gently shook his mother awake.

He knew she was being reserved, shy, and proud—it was her dignity.

His mother finally woke up.

She woke up with a flushed face, shy and timid. Her delicate and charming appearance captivated Zilong. His mother was not only much younger than Aunt Lu, but also far more beautiful and alluring.

His mother tried to sit up, but she was too weak to move. Zilong quickly helped her sit up, and accidentally touched her firm breasts again.

"Mmm......" His mother lowered her head in embarrassment, not daring to look at Zilong.

Knowing his mother was shy, Zilong sat close to her and said, "Mom, you slept so soundly, so sweetly!"

Although his mother had just experienced an orgasm, she was still quite tense. Especially with her thighs pressed against Zilong's, she trembled again.

She said, "Zilong, be good, go get a Coke and a cold towel for Mom, Mom has a bit of a headache." As she spoke, she looked at Zilong's large penis.

Ever since Zilong witnessed his mother's alluring beauty, his penis had remained erect and hard. He had wanted to insert it into his foster mother's vagina, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Even his aunt, who had given birth to two children, couldn't handle his penis; how could his mother, who had never given birth, possibly endure it? For him to insert his penis into his mother's vagina, at the very least, he needed her complete consent.

Zilong replied, "Mom, I'll get it."

His mother was overjoyed, but puzzled as to why Zilong hesitated to insert his penis. She thought: his penis is too big; it might hurt a little at first, but it will be very comfortable later.

She knew Zilong was afraid; she knew he was waiting for her consent, and she simply didn't have the courage.

Zilong obediently brought her a cola and a cold towel.

After wiping her face with a cold towel and drinking some cola, Mom seemed much better. Zilong then asked, "Mom! Does your headache still hurt?"

"Much better."

He wanted to sit with his mother and snuggle up to her, but fearing she wouldn't like it, he sat on another sofa to watch TV. He soon became engrossed in the show; a child will be a child after all.

Yan's mother was quite puzzled. How could Zilong, just a child, know how to lick her vulva with his tongue, insert his tongue into her vagina like a penis, and rub his clitoris with his nose? How could he be so skilled?

She wanted to ask, but was too embarrassed to speak. In truth, she and Zilong, this adoptive mother and son, were both aware of

each other's feelings. Ever since Zilong licked her so well that she ejaculated, she knew what he was thinking. Simply put, they both knew what the other was thinking, but they didn't know how to break down this inexplicable barrier.

She wasn't a promiscuous woman, nor did she know how to seduce men. She knew Zilong was afraid of her, and she was even more afraid of the consequences of having a relationship with him.

She knew she didn't need to remain chaste for her husband. Now that he had made a fortune, he was indulging in debauchery, having affairs, and even keeping mistresses. This wasn't the 18th century, an era of chastity for women. Her husband's neglect was tantamount to forcing her into a life of widowhood—that was too cruel.

Therefore, she didn't need to remain chaste for her husband and accept this cruel reality. She hoped Zilong would be bolder, but unfortunately, he just couldn't muster the courage.

She giggled and said, "Oh! Is Mom really that beautiful?"

Zilong sincerely replied, "Mom is the most beautiful, the most beautiful! I've never seen a more beautiful woman than Mom." "

It's a pity Mom is only fourteen. Too old."

"No! No! Mom looks only twenty-five or twenty-six, not old at all."

"Oh! What kind of beauty is Mom?"

Zilong shook his head and said, "I can't describe it, but Mom is really, really beautiful."

"You have a sweet tongue."

"Mom, would you like to..." Zilong wanted to ask his mother if she wanted to try, but before he could finish, he realized he shouldn't be so flirtatious with her.

"Oh! Why aren't you going to continue?"

"That's all."

Zilong knew his mother was encouraging him to continue. It wasn't that he was afraid to speak, but he felt he shouldn't say it like that.

His mother smiled and said, "You're such a little devil."

Zilong quickly said, "Mom, I'm very good, and I listen to you very well."

"You're very good, but I'm afraid you'll go astray!"

"No, no, Zilong will never go astray. Zilong only listens to his mother, so he'll definitely be very good."

"Oh! You don't listen to your father?"

"I listen to my father too."

"Sigh!" His mother sighed softly and said, "Your father is really..."

Zilong said with dissatisfaction, "Dad really shouldn't..."

"Shouldn't he? How?"

"He shouldn't be so busy, always leaving Mom all alone. If I were Dad, it wouldn't be like this." "

Then what would you do?" "

I would accompany Mom to go shopping every day, watch movies, or watch TV at home, keep Mom company..."

"Why? Why don't you continue?"

"I'm afraid to say it." "

Tell me, and Mom won't be angry."

"I'll sleep with Mom." His voice grew softer and softer as he spoke.

Hearing this, the mother was utterly flustered. So Zilong knew everything! That's why he had licked her genitals the day before yesterday to make himself feel good, and then acted as if nothing had happened.

She thought, "This little devil knows everything! He even knows when I'm aroused! He's such a clever little devil! But it's good that he knows more; he won't misunderstand me as a slut. Otherwise, how could I possibly live like a widow forever?"

She checked the time; it was 5:30. She said, "Zilong, go to my bathroom to shower. There's a wedding banquet tonight; come with me."

Zilong happily replied, "Yes, Mom."

He took a towel and underwear and went to his mother's bedroom to shower. As soon as he entered the bathroom, his mother followed him into the bedroom.

His heart pounded, and he grew nervous. His mother said, "Make sure you wash behind your ears thoroughly."

"Okay."

"You never wash behind your ears properly."

"I will."

While showering, he tried to eavesdrop on whether his mother was changing clothes, but he heard nothing. His mind raced, and even his penis became erect. When he came out of the shower, his mother was sitting comfortably on the sofa in the room. She said, "Put your clothes on, we're going out early."

"Yes, Mom."

Zilong went back to the bedroom to change. His mother went into the bathroom, and she slowly took off her clothes, admiring herself in the mirror. She thought: Zilong said I look like a woman in her mid-twenties, is that true?

Thinking of Zilong, her vagina filled with lustful fluid again. His penis was so big; how comfortable it would be if it were inside her, it would be pure bliss, pure ecstasy.

Getting Zilong's big cock into her little hole wasn't difficult; all she had to do was show some courage. But when the crucial moment arrived, she couldn't muster the courage.

Suddenly, the power went out, plunging the bedroom into complete darkness.

Zilong knew his mother was terrified of the dark, and now, in the bathroom, she would surely scream in alarm. He was just putting on his shirt, then took it off, leaving only his underwear.

"Zilong…Zilong…" Sure enough, he heard his mother's scream.

He rushed into her bedroom, into the bathroom, calling, "Mom, Mom!"

"Zilong, Zilong…"

He touched his mother's hand and pulled her into his arms.

"Zilong, I'm scared…"

Sure enough, his mother was completely naked. Zilong's hands were around her slender waist, his chest pressed against her two firm, virgin-like breasts, and his other hand caressed her smooth, plump buttocks—it was his greatest pleasure.

Zilong said, "Mom, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

For the first time in her life, her mother was naked, embraced by a man other than her husband, especially Zilong. Her mind was in turmoil; she only felt her breasts pressed against Zilong's chest, a feeling of immense comfort. Zilong was like a flame, enveloping her and burning her entire body.

She hugged Zilong tightly, pressing her face against his.

"Mmm...mmm...I'm scared...scared."

Zilong stroked his mother's pink buttocks, saying, "I'm here, Mom, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

She trembled.

Zilong's face was pressed against his mother's, it was truly beautiful. He turned his head and gently kissed her cheek. His mother's face was already burning hot. He kissed her, kissed her...

"Mmm...no...mmm..."

She slowly turned her face too, she also desperately needed a passionate kiss.

Zilong kissed, and finally, he kissed her cherry-like lips.

"Mmm...mmm..."

Zilong gently kissed her cherry lips with his own. Slowly, her fragrant lips parted, and Zilong slipped his tongue into her mouth.

"Mmm..."

The two kissed passionately, desperately.

A raging fire of desire burned within her.

They held each other tightly, their kiss intense. Zilong caressed her buttocks, full, delicate, and smooth, while his large penis rubbed against her vulva.

"Ah...ah...mmm...mmm..."

Suddenly, the lights came on.

The light came on, bringing brightness, but the brightness also made her feel shy. She was extremely shy, but the light brought her back to her senses. In a trembling voice, she said, "Zilong, you should go..."

"Mom!..."
"Listen to Mom, be good, don't touch Mom."

"Mom! Will you let me touch you later?"

"We'll talk about it later."

"Mom!..."

"If you don't leave, Mom will be angry."

"Mom, yes."

Zilong reluctantly left her, his eyes fixed on her naked body. So beautiful, so very beautiful. Her thick, dark pubic hair, her soft, round vulva that clung to her mound-like vulva, her pear-shaped breasts, her nipples only the size of small red beans, yet so beautifully red, her areolas pink with traces of blood.

Even the most beautiful sculpture of a woman couldn't compare to her beauty.

Her face flushed, she turned away, trembling, and said, "Zilong, be good, go get dressed."

"Yes, Mom."

Zilong reluctantly went back to the bedroom, sat down for a moment to clear his head, and then began to dress.

After Zilong left, she felt extremely uncomfortable. How she longed for Zilong's big penis to be inside her, but for some reason, she had driven him away.

She didn't know why; perhaps it was reserve, shyness, dignity, or a concept of chastity.

But now she regretted it. She knew she didn't need to regret it; if she just went into Zilong's bedroom now, everything could become a reality. She wanted to do it, but she didn't, and she didn't even know why.

It took a long time for her to calm down.

She hastily took a shower, changed her clothes, and went out of the bedroom. Zilong was already dressed neatly and waiting on the sofa.

She didn't even have the courage to look at Zilong. She went to the door and opened it, only to find Zilong still sitting on the sofa, not following her. She didn't dare turn around and said, "Zilong, let's go."

"Yes, Mom, wait a minute."

"What is it?"

Zilong walked to her side and called out, "Mom!"

She blushed and replied, "Yes!"

"Mom, don't be angry, okay?"

"Mom isn't angry." "

And don't mind it too much, okay?"

She smiled. She knew Zilong was clever and considerate. She said, "Mom doesn't mind."

"Okay, let's go."

As they walked out the door, her mother, who was cooking in the kitchen, called out, "Go change your clothes, it's time for lunch."

"Yes, Mom!"

Zilong went to the bedroom, took off his clothes, and, still wearing only sweatpants, went to the kitchen to help his mother. Zilong was truly a mischievous little devil. He told stories while helping his mother, and took the opportunity to touch, brush, or rub against her, making her lose focus on cooking.

Mom smiled and said, "Zilong, sit down at the table."

Zilong said, "Mom, can I help?"

"Forget it, you'll only make things worse, making it hard for me to cook. Go, go and set the table."

"Yes, Mom."

He went to the dining room with a sigh and arranged the dishes.

She was still wearing that nightgown with only one strap in the middle, and the strap was tied loosely, intentionally or unintentionally revealing part of her breasts and her jade-like thighs.

Zilong sat in the dining chair and suddenly thought, "Oh! My foster mother must be feeling restless. She probably can't stand the long-term emptiness and the itching in her vagina. It seems she'll have something going on this afternoon."

But no matter what, he couldn't let his mother take the initiative. He had to make sure she maintained her composure, shyness, and dignity, so that she could save face. His

mother always backed down at the crucial moment. He believed she must regret it afterwards, and her vagina must be extremely uncomfortable.

Poor Mom.

Lost in his thoughts, he watched as his mother brought out the main dishes. As she bent down to put the dishes down, her breasts were exposed.

Just as she was about to place the dishes on the table, Zilong deliberately stood up. As she bent down to put the dishes down, his eyes were fixed on her breasts. They were so beautiful; his mother's breasts were like pears, her skin white with a rosy tint, making him drool with desire.

His mother put down the dishes, her breasts swaying slightly, almost stealing Zilong's soul.

Zilong's actions also made his mother blush, feeling shy and awkward. She desperately wanted Ayong to see her breasts, yet she was also afraid and shy. Several complex emotions mingled within her, leaving her unsure of what to do.

She really needed Zilong's big penis inside her.

She remembered that she hadn't been intimate with her husband for a long time—a year, two years, or even longer—until that day when Zilong licked her vagina, giving her satisfaction.

But it wasn't true satisfaction, only a forced one. She needed real satisfaction.

Her little hole needed a big cock like Zilong's to penetrate it, to penetrate it to the point of ecstasy, to experience the pleasures of life, to enjoy it. She couldn't live a life of widowhood; that would be too cruel to herself.

She served the dishes and began to eat.

Zilong noticed that his mother was in a turmoil. He didn't want to say anything, nor did he dare to. The two ate in silence, lacking their usual cheerful atmosphere of conversation and laughter. Only occasionally would his mother glance at him, her face flushed with embarrassment, and then she would look away, as if she had something to say but didn't.

He looked at her openly. Zilong felt that he was now like a hunter, and his foster mother was his prey. It wouldn't be difficult for him to get her.

After finishing their meal, his mother silently cleared the dishes.

Zilong also silently helped his mother clear the table. She seemed very tense, and she was absent-minded while doing her work. While she was washing the dishes, Zilong leaned over and said, "Mom, let me help you wash them."

She stared at Zilong with her beautiful eyes, looking like a frightened bird. Zilong reached out and put his arm around her waist.

"Mmm!"

she groaned softly, a surge of heat coursing through her body as if electrocuted. Zilong, feeling a pang of pity, lowered his hand and walked towards the living room. His mother's voice trembled as she said, "Zilong, you…"

Zilong calmly replied, "Mom, can I watch TV?"

His mother seemed relieved, saying, "You watch TV…"

Zilong turned on the TV and began watching intently.

His mother's mind, however, was in turmoil, as if she were facing a crucial decision. She knew that Zilong, that clever little devil, knew everything, knew she couldn't hold back any longer, knew she desperately needed release, a real and satisfying release, which was why Zilong was teasing her.

And she decided to accept the teasing. Her vagina was overflowing with desire. From the moment Zilong went out with Fangjie that morning until now, she hadn't had a moment of peace; she was thinking about many things.

She finished her work hastily and listlessly, then went to the living room. She should have sat on another sofa, or at least half a foot away from Zilong, but somehow she sat down right next to him.

Zilong wasn't surprised; his mother's actions at least proved she needed it. He naturally reached out and put his arm around her waist, saying, "Mom, were you home this morning?"

Her sitting posture left both breasts partially exposed, and her skirt was slit in one side, making her look like a flirtatious woman. Zilong wasn't excited; he had just been with Fangjie that morning and had ejaculated.

He turned slightly to the side, pressing his thigh against his mother's, his hand intentionally or unintentionally resting on the inside of her thigh.

"Mmm!"

Mother was already aroused, like a volcano about to erupt.

Zilong said, "Mom, let's go on a picnic next week."

Mother's voice trembled slightly as she said, "We'll see then."

"Mmm...mmm..." Zilong pretended to be coquettish, burying his head in his mother's chest, his cheek touching her jade-like, pink breasts.

"Mmm...Zilong...mmm..." Zilong gently kissed her breasts with his lips. The volcano was about to erupt; her vulva was already wet with desire. She closed her eyes, her two moist cherry lips fully revealing her sexual urge.

Zilong slowly kissed along her breasts, already taking her nipple into his mouth.

"Mmm...Zilong...get up...no...don't...you can't...oh...Mom's going to...get angry..."

Afraid that his mother would get angry, Zilong quickly raised his head.

Mom hurriedly covered her breasts with her pajamas, stood up, and headed towards the bedroom. Zilong was startled by this scene. He stammered, "Mom! Are you angry?"

Before entering the bedroom, she trembled and said, "No...no...no."

Zilong was relieved. He also stood up, intending to go back to his bedroom to turn off the TV. He went to his bedroom and saw that his mother's bedroom door was open.

He realized: Mom was afraid to play in the living room.

Zilong softly called, "Mom..."

Her voice was still trembling, "Mmm..."

"Are you going to sleep?"

"Mmm...I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep."

Zilong went in and saw his mother lying on the bed, her sleeping posture incredibly alluring. Both her breasts were mostly exposed, and her skirt was lifted to the sides, revealing pink, semi-transparent panties. Zilong

said, "Mom, I'll stay with you..."

His mother's voice trembled slightly as she said, "No...Mom is scared."

"Mom! You can't be scared forever!" Zilong said, slowly approaching the bedside.

"Zilong...no...Mom...Mom is really scared..."

Zilong had already reached the bedside. He knew his mother was just scared, and he had a responsibility to overcome her fear. The first time is always the hardest; once you get through it, the second time is normal.

So, without hesitation, he climbed onto the bed.

"Ah!" She trembled, her body curled up.

Zilong untied her nightgown and lifted it.

"Ah...Zilong..."

Her beautiful body was now before Zilong's eyes. Her skin was naturally snow-white, with a rosy tint, a truly exquisite complexion. Her fair, smooth, and delicate legs were perfectly proportioned, and her exquisite calves were even more captivating. Below her snow-white belly, although she wore pink briefs, thick, bushy black pubic hair extended beyond the briefs, reaching two inches below her navel—a dense, fine, and soft patch of dark black hair.

Her two full, white breasts trembled with the rise and fall of her chest.

She seemed to want to struggle, to resist.

"Zilong... I'm so scared... Mom is so scared..."

She breathed rapidly, her beautiful and charming face showing sexual hunger, her nerves stimulated to a peak, she felt as if her body was burning in flames.

Zilong said, "Don't be afraid, Mom! There has to be a first time."

He lowered his head, opened his mouth wide, and took most of her breast into his mouth, then licked her nipples with his tongue, while his hand slid down... down to her soft pubic hair, and then slipped into her panties, searching for the entrance to her paradise.

"Ah!..." She shivered, feeling a wave of pleasurable stimulation surge through her body.

"Hmm... hmm... ah..."

Zilong found the entrance to her paradise, inserted his fingers, ah! Such a warm and tight gentle haven, already swelled with moisture, flowing out along his fingers.

He knew his mother couldn't bear it anymore.

He quickly took off his own pants first, then pulled down her briefs.

"Zilong...no...no...can't...Mom...I'm so scared...so scared."

He pulled down her briefs in a couple of quick movements. Zilong leaned down and pressed her down.

"Ah!..."

She trembled, convulsing, her blood boiling. She struggled, shaking her body as if trying to escape, or perhaps welcoming it.

Facing this beautiful body, Zilong's large penis throbbed, as if eager to jump into her vagina and drink her juices. Zilong pressed his lips to her burning lips, grasped his large penis, aimed it at her vagina, and suddenly lowered his hips, thrusting his large penis into her vagina.

"Ah!" she screamed, groaning at the same time.

"It hurts... Zilong...it hurts so much..."

He rotated his hips, saying tenderly, "Mom, bear with it...it won't hurt for long."

"Ugh...ugh...be gentle...Zilong...Mom's so scared..."

Her breathing became more rapid, and her pink buttocks swayed with Zilong's rotation. Waves of pleasurable stimulation surged through her body. Her pink cheeks flushed, and she was being rotated by Zilong to the point of ecstasy, moaning intermittently.

"Ugh...ugh...Yong'er...it feels so...so good."

Hearing his mother's moans, Zilong knew that she was no longer in pain. As he rotated, he increased the force of his hips, allowing his large penis to slowly advance into her vagina, conquering her little hole bit by bit.

It was a very alluring vagina, so tight that it was impossible to breathe. Zilong's large penis felt extremely good, and he was almost going crazy with pleasure. When his large penis had entered about three inches, he changed to pulling out and thrusting in again.

At first it was slow, then it quickened and intensified. After about twenty thrusts, Zilong was now thrusting fiercely.

An indescribable expression of pleasure appeared on her beautiful face. She felt so comfortable that her soul seemed to fly to heaven. She kept shaking her hips, raising her vulva high, and cried out in her small mouth: "Good Yong'er... mmm... mmm... It's so beautiful... so comfortable... Zilong... you... mmm... mmm... you want to rape Mommy... Mommy will let you rape me... ah..."

"Mommy, are you still afraid?"

"Not afraid... not afraid... oh... Mommy is really going to be wild... ah... I'm getting wild... comfortable... so comfortable... ah!... you touched Mommy's clitoris... Mommy is being raped to death by you... I'm about to die..."

Zilong's big penis was particularly sensitive at this time. He really felt the glans touch a hard lump, which was probably what Mommy called her clitoris. He desperately thrust into that hard lump.

Her legs writhed and stretched, her arms wrapped tightly around Zilong, rubbing her high breasts against his chest. Her vulva was overflowing with fluid, soaking a large patch of the sheet like urine.

"Zilong… Mommy's going to die… So good… So good… Mmm… Mmm…"

she moaned hysterically, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Suddenly.

"Ah… Zilong… Mommy can't take it… I'm going to ejaculate… So good… So good… Mommy's giving herself to Zilong…"

She was so overwhelmed with pleasure she almost fainted, her body paralyzed on the bed, only her body still trembling, her cherry-like lips open, a satisfied smile on her face.

Zilong felt a warm current surging through his glans, feeling extremely comfortable, and only stopped when he knew his mother had ejaculated.

A long time passed before she slowly regained consciousness.

Upon waking, she saw Zilong gazing at her. Shyly, she closed her eyes, but instead brought her fragrant lips to his and her tongue into his mouth, letting him suckle freely.

Zilong asked, "Mommy, does it feel good?"

She replied, "Mmm!"

Zilong realized that now was the time to break down his mother's reserve, shyness, and dignity. Only when his mother gave up these things could he play freely and achieve greater satisfaction.

He said, "Mom, you have to call me your dear brother."

She widened her eyes and said, "Why??"

"That's what they call you in porn!"

"Hmm!..."

"Will you call me that, Mom?"

"Hmm...don't bully Mom!"

"It's not bullying, it's just that calling me that makes me happier, and it makes you happier too, call me that!"

"Hmm!"

"If Mom won't call me that, I won't play anymore."

"...Okay! I'll call you..."

"Call me that!"

"Hmm...dear...hmm...dear brother..."

"My dear Zilong's dear sister."

"Aren't you ashamed?"

"You only call me that when we're playing!"

"No, porn."

"You're so bad, bad dear brother."

"Only a bad dear brother can make his dear sister happy..."

"Hmm!..."

"Want to play again?"

"You, your dear brother, haven't ejaculated yet? Take a break before you play again!"

she said, hugging Zilong tightly. The two of them kissed and embraced each other. Zilong took the opportunity to flip over, letting his mother lie on top of him, pressing down on him, so that his mother was on top and he was on the bottom.

"Ah! Zilong, no! Dear brother..."

"Dear sister, what's wrong with you again?"

"You can't do this!"

"Mom! No! Dear sister, you have to open your heart and play to your heart's content, otherwise you won't enjoy it."

"Okay!"

"Dear sister, your little hole is the most beautiful little hole in the world. Dad is so sorry, what a waste."

"What? What a waste?"

"Mom's little hole..."

"You should call me dear sister!"

"Dear sister's little hole is a treasure, and Dad doesn't know how to enjoy it, isn't that a waste?"

"Sigh! You don't know your father." "

What's wrong with Dad?"

"He...he...

" "What's wrong with him?"

"He's impotent."

"Dad isn't even forty years old, how could that be?"

"It's true!"

"Mom! Dear sister, if Dad sees us playing in the future, he'll definitely be very angry."

"No."

"Why?"

"Your father once suggested that I get a boyfriend, as long as I don't divorce him."

"Mom! Dear sister, why don't you go and make friends?"

"Are you scared, dear sister? What if you make friends with a bad guy and ruin your reputation? It will also implicate your father!"

"That's true. Then my little hole belongs to Zilong."

"Hmm! You're so naughty!" she said coquettishly.

Zilong said, "Let's play again! Dear sister, you move."

"Hmm! I won't play like that, it's too embarrassing."

Seeing that his mother didn't move, Zilong started to move. He raised his buttocks high and then suddenly lowered them, so that his mother's little hole was stroking his big cock.

"Hmm... dear brother... ah..."

After only a few strokes, his mother couldn't help but start stroking herself, her pink buttocks moving up and down, moaning, "My dear... brother... you're going to kill me... ah..."

After a few moans, she lowered her head and bit Zilong's shoulder fiercely, her lower body stroking even more rapidly, and her delicate body trembled.

"My darling...my dear...brother...I'm both scared and loving...my dear son, my dear brother...I almost...lost it again...mmm...it's so wonderful..."

"What are you scared of, Mom?"

"...I won't say...it's so embarrassing..."

"I want my dear sister to say it."

"Hmm...ouch..."

"...If you don't tell me, Zilong won't play anymore..."

"My dear son...my dear brother...ouch...ouch...oh...your big cock...is so amazing...it makes Mom's dear sister...love...and scared...ouch..."

The movements became faster, and it kept rubbing and turning, making Zilong feel itchy to the core, and he cried out in pleasure: "Dear Mom...dear sister...ah!...good...it's so wonderful...a little harder...good...good little hole..."

"Hmm...my little husband brother...ouch...my dear son brother...bite!...my little hole wants it...it's given to my big cock brother again...ah!"

"Dear sister, Mom...you can't leave...wait for me...faster...faster, harder..."

The two embraced each other, making love wildly, thrusting faster, moaning and groaning. She thrust hard, her vagina pumping in and out incessantly.

"My son!... Dear brother... Mommy and your dear sister can't take it anymore... Mmm... Mmm... It feels so good... I'm going to die... I'm going to die... I can't take it anymore... I'm leaving it to my dear brother."

She came again, exhausted, lying on top of Zilong, panting and sweating profusely. Seeing this, Zilong hugged his mother tightly, rolled over, and pressed her onto the bed again.

At this moment, Zilong's hands grasped her two breasts, pinching and kneading, touching and stroking them, while his lips kissed her cherry lips, making her feel like she was floating on air, moaning contentedly, "So good... Mmm... So good..."

Even her delicate body was still trembling.

After a while, she fell into a deep sleep.

Zilong didn't dare to move until he heard his mother's even breathing, then he slowly withdrew his large penis.

"Mmm... Ah... No... Don't pull out..."

His mother suddenly woke up and hugged him tightly.

Zilong said, "My dear sister, I won't leave you."

"Hmm!..."

"What's wrong?"

"You have to sleep with Mommy every day."

"Good Mommy, Zilong would love to sleep with Mommy every day!"

"You're not lying to Mommy?"

"Absolutely not! Mommy's not scared anymore?"

"Hmm... not scared anymore!"

"Okay, Mommy, you can sleep now!"

"When Mommy sleeps, you have to sneak away."

"I won't, Yong'er wants to sleep too, I'll sleep on Mommy's tummy, okay?"

"Hmm!... Okay! As long as you don't leave Mommy."

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