What happened with my mom while she was staying at home during the pandemic

That happened last month when I was quarantined at home due to the pandemic. On Lunar New Year's Eve, the atmosphere in
my . Roadblocks were set up at various intersections outside the neighborhood,
blocking many small roads. Only one intersection was open for entry and exit, and we were only allowed to go out for two hours every two days to buy daily necessities. We didn't have many masks
at home , since masks are in high demand right now. Even if we bought about ten masks
, it definitely wouldn't be enough if we went out every day. So, we bought several days' worth of food and put it in the refrigerator. Originally, the three of us
had planned to go back to our hometown to visit relatives on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Grandpa and Grandma can only stay at home now. On the third
day Dad received a call from Grandma in the countryside saying that Grandpa was irritable and cursing every day, almost to the point of violence.
My mom said it seemed to be a sign of Alzheimer's disease. He needs to take medication every day, and if he doesn't take it, he gets irritable, curses, and smashes things.
In the past , the medication was delivered by courier, but now that courier services have stopped, Dad had to buy the medication and drive back to the countryside by himself. Because
once you leave the community, you can't come back, he got the necessary permits, packed his clothes, and drove back to the countryside, leaving only Mom and me
at home. That's how this whole thing happened between Mom and me.

Going back to my junior high school days, I was exposed to the internet and saw a lot of pornographic videos and
pictures . I was particularly fascinated by novels and videos about incest between mothers and sons. Even now, I still frequently read incest
novels and read comics about it. I remember the first time I encountered an incest novel; it felt so exciting! Later, I even
imitated many scenes from the novels, like peeping at my mother while she showered and using her underwear to masturbate. Even
just touching the edge of taboo was enough to excite me. I did
this . I even thought about directly telling my mom, "Mom, I want to fuck you!"

Let me also give you some background on my mom. She's just an ordinary housewife and
office worker , 49 years old this year. Her figure is average, neither fat nor thin, and she's gained a little weight with age,
but definitely not the kind of fat, middle-aged woman. As for her looks, she definitely has regular features; in short,
she's like a scaled-down version of Kara Hui.

People tend to think about sex when they're warm, and during these days of quarantine at home, I've been watching porn sites, mostly incestuous ones.
My penis has been rock hard every day, and with only my mom and I at home now, it's even more uncomfortable. After a few days, I
couldn't hold back anymore and started some plans I'd been thinking about. I added my mom on QQ using a secondary account, and then
secretly . That night, I sent her some porn clips and GIFs—it was that simple and direct. Actually
, I use WeChat now and rarely use QQ anymore. I didn't know when my mom would see it, but I didn't care; I just sent it
anyway. Although I often send porn to other girls, sending it to my mom
still got me excited for a while. I wonder if she'll delete me when she sees it. The next day, I checked my mom's phone while she
was hanging clothes on the table. The chat window I sent hadn't opened yet. I
thought maybe she was too lazy to check because of all the messages. She has several work groups, so it's not surprising that she's too lazy to check. I had to send it when
my mom was looking at her phone so she would see the notification. Without further ado, after my mom took a shower that evening,
she told me to go to bed early and went to her room. About ten minutes later, I stood at her door, my ear
pressed against the door, and heard some background music from Douyin (TikTok). Looks like she was scrolling through Douyin. I immediately opened a few
clips sent them to her. I also used QQ's "poke" function. I heard QQ beeping sounds; this time
she should see the message notification. I stood at the door, peeking into the QQ chat window while simultaneously listening to what was happening inside.
Hey, the Douyin music was gone, and the QQ account wasn't deleted. Maybe she turned the volume down while watching. Thinking about this made me really excited.
After sending the rest of my videos while standing at the door, the QQ notifications stopped.
She was definitely watching. Although she didn't reply in the chat window, the thought of my mom watching the videos I sent made my dick incredibly
hard. I eavesdropped for about half an hour. Taboo really does have magic. Standing at the door for half an hour
in one position didn't even make me feel tired. With a feeling of excitement, I was about to go back to my room to get some clothes to take a shower and then go through
the washing machine to find my mom's underwear to masturbate when I suddenly wondered if I could go in and check on my mom.
Without hesitation, I knocked on the door and asked, "Mom, did you put my thick pajama pants in your laundry room? I can't find
them in my room. I'll come in and look for them." After saying that, I pushed open the door and went into the room. I saw my mom lying on
the bed covered with a blanket, her phone screen off, next to her pillow. Heh heh, the light was on but she wasn't
looking
at her phone, she must be feeling guilty. I pretended to rummage through the closet and said I couldn't find it, so I'd look on the balcony. Just as I was about to leave the room, my mom asked, "Have you taken a shower?" I said I was going now. My mom replied, "Don't stay up too late." I said
,
"Okay." Then I went to the balcony to collect the clothes. I heard my mom come out to get a drink of water. I went back into the living room and saw my mom put down her glass and say, "I'm going to the bathroom, you can take a shower later." At this point, I paid attention to my mom's complexion. I didn't see anything like the
flushed Nothing seemed wrong. Maybe I'm just not observant enough? After my mom
came out she said, "Remember to take a shower and then turn on the washing machine to do the laundry," and went back to her room. I went in
, closed the bathroom door, and opened the washing machine lid. Just as I was about to look through my mom's underwear,
I found a pair of panties on the outside of the clothes. Without a doubt, it was my mom's. I checked under the clothes and found another pair of panties. The ones on the outside
were definitely the ones my mom had just taken off! I picked them up and looked at the crotch area; it was wet and sticky—that was my mom's vaginal fluid! I
was incredibly excited. I licked the fluid, wrapped it around my penis, and started
masturbating ...

People say that at thirty you're like a wolf, at forty like a tiger, and at fifty you can practically suck up dirt. I wonder if my mom, at 49, still sucks up dirt?
I reckon my mom hasn't had sex with my dad in a long time. Will these videos I watched ignite her lust?
Over the next few days, I sent her a mix of ordinary domestic selfies, Japanese incestuous mother-son scenes, massage clips,
and even some novels with incestuous mother-son themes. Later, I sent her some domestic mother-son scenes with
Chinese .

I also massaged my mom's neck and shoulders while she watched TV in the evenings. Although I'd done this before,
this time I was incredibly excited because of my ulterior motives—that's
why haha. I wonder if my mom will think of massages and mother-son scenes while I'm massaging her? Then
, I caught my mother's wet underwear a couple of times, which gave me quite a bit of enjoyment, but I didn't feel any particular affection from her towards me in daily life.
There was nothing unusual, but she was still my mother; she wasn't as lewd as some novels portray. Three or four days passed,
but a phone call revealed that my father's village didn't allow him to leave, and if he insisted on returning, he'd have to quarantine in a hotel for 14 days. So,
I decided to stay in the countryside with my grandparents and continued doing so. Our food supplies were almost
gone , so I rode my scooter, got the permit, and left the neighborhood to buy some food at a nearby market.
I had about an hour and a half to go, so I thought about chatting on
QQ
to see if there was any chance of a conversation. When I left, I saw my mother scrolling through Douyin on the sofa; she was probably on her phone too. Since sending the first video, I'd checked her QQ on my
phone no unread messages, confirming she'd seen them all. I found a place to sit down and sent
her some incestuous stories and videos, then used QQ's "poke" feature to make sure she saw my message. Then I sent her a message saying, "
Auntie, have you seen all the messages I sent?" After waiting for about ten minutes, just when I thought I would
n't get a reply and was about to give up and go home, she replied, "I saw it. How did you add me?" I was incredibly
excited. Heaven rewards the persistent! After sending messages for several days, I finally got a response! I replied, "Auntie, I especially like women
your age. I used QQ chat to search by age and gender and then used some methods to forcefully add you." Then
my mom replied, "How old are you?" I replied with an age two years younger than me, and then asked, "Auntie, do you like watching this? If you
like it I'll send more in the future!" After waiting a while, I received a reply from my mom saying "Okay" and a QQ smiley face. Then I
asked again, "Auntie, does watching this make you wet? Do you masturbate? Do you also like watching incestuous mother-son stories?" After another ten minutes or
so, my mom didn't reply, so I pressed on, "Auntie, why aren't you saying anything? Are you watching now?" Then I received
a reply Watching." I pressed further, "Are you wet? Do you feel anything? Are you masturbating now?" My mom replied with just one word, "Yes." I asked,
"Auntie, how old is your son?" My mom replied with my age, and I asked, "Auntie, after reading the incestuous novels and videos I sent you,
do you have any feelings for your son? Do you find them exciting?" Then I received a reply saying, "How can I put it? Even if you have feelings for
your son, would it be like in the novels? Don't bring novels into reality!
What are you young people thinking?" I replied, "Maybe your son also has feelings for you. Maybe he masturbates with your underwear
. If you don't believe me, check your underwear tonight to see if it's been touched." Here I set a trap for my mom; tonight
I'll touch her underwear and see if she opens the washing machine, haha. Just as I was about to send it, my mom
called, asking why I wasn't home yet, saying it took her so long to buy groceries. I said I met a friend at the market and chatted
, and was going home soon, then hung up. My mom still cares about me; after all, she's my mom. Then I sent the
message I hadn't sent earlier and went home. I didn't receive a reply on the way home. After dinner, I saw my mom pick up her clothes,
glance at me, and go to take a shower. I guessed her underwear was wet and she was uncomfortable, so she took a shower early.

A little while after Mom went into the bathroom, I received a reply on QQ. It seemed she was replying from the bathroom. She said, "Who would do
this? I'm taking a shower, don't talk about these things anymore. If you do, I'll delete you." I immediately risked being deleted
and replied, If you don't believe me, put your underwear on your clothes after you shower and see. Trying won't hurt." Hearing the water, I
figured Mom wouldn't reply. When she finished showering and came out to watch TV in the living room, I sent her
a video clip and a novel, then went into the bathroom and immediately opened the washing machine lid. The underwear was indeed on
top of ! My penis was incredibly hard with excitement. I licked the messy stains on Mom's underwear while masturbating, and
just before ejaculating, I deliberately put some semen on the crotch of her underwear. I was sure Mom would come in and see her underwear, hehe.
I checked QQ but didn't receive a reply. After showering, I went to check on my mom. The TV was
on
, but her eyes weren't on it. There was no TikTok sound on her phone either; she was probably reading the novel I sent her. My mom looked at me too, her gaze a little peculiar. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but it was different from her usual look. Maybe it was because she was reading an incestuous
novel saw her son being influenced by it—that look was different. I
still remember that look vividly. A while after I left, my mom went into the bathroom. Soon after, I heard the washing machine running. I
'm sure she saw that her underwear had been touched; I wonder if she picked it up to check for any remaining semen.
That evening, while watching TV, I massaged my
mom straps to the side. The massage technique was different from usual; my hands were completely on her shoulders, my fingers
going past her collarbone and down. My mom and I stopped talking, letting me massage her silently. The only
sound in the living room was the news on the TV. The atmosphere was there, the right vibe,
the .
Now was the perfect time to act! I broke the silence, saying, "Mom, let me massage your legs." I'd massaged legs before, but less frequently than my shoulders. Before she could even speak, I started massaging
her calves. Looking at her face, I asked, "How does it feel? Is it comfortable?" She, watching TV, said, "It's alright."
I said, "I learned this from online tutorials." She said, "What's the use of watching these things online? I'd be more at ease if you put that effort into
your work. I said, "I know, I know, don't lecture me, I'll work hard, don't worry." Then
there was another silence between us. I continued massaging, slowly moving towards her thighs, pressing on the
inner thighs. I wondered if it was my fault... I felt my mom's skin temperature rise slightly. The atmosphere
was so exciting; my penis was rock hard, and I really wanted to take her right there and then. My hand was on her inner thigh
, closest to where I was born. Even though there were pajama bottoms and underwear in between, I could almost feel the heat emanating from
her private parts. She must be wet already. Reason told me I couldn't linger; staying in one spot
wasn't a good idea. Reluctantly, I moved my hand away from her inner thigh and pressed back down onto her calf. I looked at my mom and said
, "I'm done." My mom stood up expressionlessly and said, "I'm going to sleep. You should rest early too. Turn off the TV if you're not watching it;
don't leave it on and waste electricity." What was my mom thinking? I was so curious. I couldn't resist, and as soon as she went back to her room,
I immediately opened QQ and asked, "How's it going? Did you put any underwear on your clothes?" I didn't expect my mom to
delete me before I could even reply. Now I don't know what to do. My only chance to sound her out is gone. But these past few days haven't been a complete loss.
At least it seems my mom isn't against this kind of topic. And tonight was a bit of a breakthrough. Just thinking about
the scene of massaging my legs makes me so excited that I'm hard. I'm going to sleep now and don't want to think about it anymore.

The next day, after some thought, I decided to strike while the iron was hot and press my advantage. My mother wasn't averse to it, and after
last night, I felt a bit more confident, so I didn't plan to continue chatting using my alternate QQ account. In the current situation, QQ
chatting wouldn't be very helpful; I couldn't possibly fool my mother into seducing her son, could I? My mother isn't that
shameless. I made up my mind to find an opportunity tonight to bring this taboo topic to the table and see my mother
's reaction. I had to make a breakthrough.

That evening, after my mother finished showering, she leaned against the armrest of the sofa as usual. After checking WeChat, I went
behind started massaging her shoulders. When I put my hands on her shoulders, she said, "
Behave yourself." I thought to myself, "I won't," but said aloud, "Mom, what are you saying? How am I not being well-behaved? Don't
worry about me." As I said this, I started massaging her. My mother laughed and said, "Come on, you're my son.
Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?" My mind is filled with random thoughts. "Your mom doesn't have any other expectations than that you
and XX get married soon and give me a grandson. I'll be content if your work goes smoothly and steadily." I'm
tired of hearing the rest of that conversation automatically filtered out, but the beginning was interesting. Did Mom sense that I wanted to
sleep with her? I replied, "Okay, let's get the marriage certificate soon, get married this year, and give you a grandson next year!
" My mom continued, "XX is a good girl, don't let her down, okay?" I replied, "Okay, okay," but
in my heart was thinking, "This won't do, when will we get to the main point?" So I simply stopped talking. Seeing that I didn't respond, Mom
stopped talking. Okay, now that she's silent, let her remain silent. Let me make my move. I massaged for about
five Mom was still looking at her phone. I started my assault, placing my entire palm on her shoulder,
repeating the same technique as last night. This time, I quickly lifted the bra strap and moved it to the edge of her shoulder.
After a slight movement, both bra straps were about to fall off. My fingers slowly moved inch by inch towards her collarbone,
constantly observing Mom's reaction. As I went deeper, Mom's breathing seemed to quicken,
and the skin temperature rose as I got closer to her breasts. I whispered, "Mom, let me touch it," but my hand didn't stop, slowly sliding down
her breasts. At this moment, Mom pressed my hand down, saying, "That's enough, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep." I thought, "
How can I let Mom get away now?" I immediately said, "Mom, just let me touch it, I'll just leave it there,
please, just once." After hearing this, Mom sighed and said, "How could I have a son like you?" Then she let go of
my hand. I felt a surge of excitement and immediately placed my hands on my mother's breasts.
I couldn't tell what her expression was like with her back to me; was she blushing? I kept my hands on my mother's breasts.
They felt like a B+ cup, and I could clearly feel her nipples hardening against my skin. I gently rubbed
my breasts with my palms, gradually increasing the pressure with my fingers, and started gently kneading them with both hands, testing my mother's reaction by
gradually increasing the intensity of the kneading. My fingers also began to gently pinch and rub her nipples back and forth
. The thought of my son kneading my mother's breasts was exciting. I buried my head in my mother's right shoulder, face to face,
inhaling the fragrance of her body after her shower. My mother's breathing was noticeably rapid, and I could hear soft moaning
sounds . I stopped kneading her breasts and whispered in my mother's ear, "Mom, do you know what an Oedipus complex is?" As I spoke, I
went to my mother
's feet and started massaging them. Looking at her face, I saw it was genuinely flushed. She closed her eyes and remained silent for a few seconds before saying, "I know, I knew it was you." I placed my hand on her thigh and said, "Mom,
I've always had feelings for you. I really want to make love to you, I dream about it. I've wanted it ever
since . I even tried to peep at you while you showered." My hand moved to
the inside of her thigh, pressing against the side of her thigh next to her genitals. That's how direct and bold I was. I had planned
a whole bunch of things, but in the crucial moment, I got nervous and forgot them all. I just said whatever came to mind, since I was already at
this point was going to go all out. Looking at my mother's face, she opened her eyes and looked at me with a teasing gaze, saying, "You're
ruining my underwear! Look at you, you're so good to me, you only think about your own mother now that you're old enough to understand. Who acts like this?"
I continued, "Mom, I don't know either. Maybe you're just really charming and you haven't realized it. Besides, how do you
know no one else is like me? Maybe other mothers and sons are already sleeping together. Mom, just this once,
please? I promise I'll be even more filial to you from now on, please." Mom brushed my hand away
from and said, "Okay, I'm going to sleep, don't bother me." She started to get up from the sofa, but I quickly
grabbed her and said, "No, Mom, I won't let you get up unless you agree. Just this once, please." My mom looked at
me with that usual fiery look, but after a few seconds of silence, she closed her eyes, sighed,
and said, "Okay son, let me think about it. It's no use being stubborn now. I'm not prepared at all. Let me
think about it, okay?" I didn't have any good way to persuade her, so I just repeated something similar to what I had just said: "Mom,
just this once, please, just this once, please?" My mom said angrily, "
I've spoiled you!" "Look at the demands you're making! I'm your mother! It's no use acting like this now. If you listen to
me and let me think about it, there's still a chance. If you keep acting like this and push me too far, it'll definitely end badly!"
Hearing this, I sensed that Mom was probably really angry. Pushing her too far would definitely lead to trouble, so I released
her hands and said, "Mom, don't be angry. Son, I just got emotional. Think about it slowly. Okay, dear
Mom, go to bed early." Mom stood up from the sofa, rolled her eyes at me, and said, "You brat, you're such a worry."
I could only grin. Mom hadn't taken two steps when I called her back. Mom said, "What now?" I said, "Mom, give
me a kiss before you go to sleep." Mom turned around, looked at me, and said with a smile and a scolding, "What, didn't you get enough of that just now?" I said, "Mom, just one kiss!
You've only kissed me a few times since I was little. Come on, just one kiss!" As I said this
, I leaned in and kissed her. Mom sighed and said, "Oh, I just can't do anything with you, you little rascal." Then she
grabbed , saying
, "Alright, my little darling." No sooner had she finished speaking than I, taking advantage of her inattention, kissed her cheek back and said, "Tit for tat! Goodnight, Mom!" Mom then laughed and scolded, "You little rascal, go to bed early and don't stay up too late."
Then she went back to her room and closed the door. I sat down, savoring the steamy scene. Although I wasn't even more eager for Mom
's reply, and although I hadn't managed to seduce her, it was still a big breakthrough, and I'd made my intentions clear—it wasn't a bad deal.

The next morning, I got up early and made breakfast, washing the dishes from the night before. When my mom saw this, she laughed and said, "
The sun has risen in the west!" I said, "Mom, what are you saying? It's nothing, just a small thing. I
'll make it for you every day from now on, and take good care of you." My mom rolled her eyes at me, sat down to eat breakfast, and said,
" Your intentions are clearly not good." I said, "Okay, Mom, just eat your breakfast. Leave everything else to me." I didn't
press her to ask if she had made up her mind, because I felt it wasn't appropriate to ask during the day. Like pursuing a girl, you definitely choose to do it
at night, so asking after dinner while watching TV is the best time. For the next few days, I took over
all the housework and didn't plan to ask her any questions so quickly, giving her some space and time. In the evenings, we chatted as usual
and I massaged her shoulders. Doing housework was tiring, not to mention how hard my mom had worked for so many years.
She even joked, "I didn't expect you to be so motivated! Not bad!"

I couldn't hold back any longer today. My mom hadn't given me any hints, and it's already the fourteenth day of the lunar year. If I keep dragging
this on , my dad will be coming back soon. Now, all I have to do is self-isolate at home. If this continues, it'll really
be hopeless. I decided I had to get an answer from her tonight. In the evening, I gave my mom her usual shoulder massage while she watched TV.
Around 11 pm, she said, "Okay, I'm going to sleep now. Remember to turn off the lights and TV and do your laundry when you go to bed." She
then got up to go back to her room. Seeing this, I took her hand and softly asked, "Mom, it's been several days now,
what have you decided?" My mom didn't answer, but kissed me on the cheek. "Good son, think about it some more
. I'll tell you when I've decided, very soon." After saying that, she went back to her room. I didn't try to stop her. I sat in the living room
for a while, completely at a loss. I could only pick up my mom's underwear again and ruin it before going back to my room. Just as I was browsing Bilibili and Zhihu
until almost 1 am, I received a WeChat message from my mom!

"Come to my room, don't turn on the light. Delete the message if you see it."

The message was short, but it made me incredibly excited. I jumped up from the bed and yelled, "Awesome!"
I quickly got up and tiptoed to my mom's door in the dark. My body was trembling with excitement, my heart pounding
as if it would burst out of my chest. I took a deep breath, calmed my trembling hands, and opened the door.

Click! I turned the doorknob, gently pushed the door open, and then quietly closed it. The room was
pitch black , with only a faint moonlight filtering through the curtains to give me a little visibility. I softly called out, "Mom." My mom didn't
reply. I groped my way to her bedside, sat down, pulled back the covers, and
gently lay down on her bed, covering myself with the blanket. My mom was lying on her side with her back to me, and I lay down on my side as well, gently pressing my body
against hers. Her body trembled slightly as I
pressed against her. Feeling the warmth emanating from her body, my penis was already as hard as an iron rod. I gently placed one hand on her body, then reached down and gently massaged her
breasts . I turned
her over to face me, and she turned over with me. I wrapped my arms around her, and she placed her hands on my back. I pressed my body against hers and kissed her. I was so excited that
my mouth was dry, and her lips were just as dry as mine. Her face was as
hot . As we kissed, our tongues intertwined. One of my hands went inside her clothes. She
wasn't wearing a bra, and I just kept massaging her breasts. Son, passionately kissing my mother, I rolled over and pinned her beneath me
, undressing her. I whispered, "Mom, let me help you undress." My mother softly hummed in agreement, and I began
to remove her clothes and pants. Her underwear was already soaked, and I could still feel the lingering heat.
Naked pressed my naked body against hers, my hot, hard penis against her genitals, feeling her pubic hair
pressed against mine. Her body was burning hot; I was so excited. I was so excited! If they took my temperature now,
I'd definitely be quarantined, haha. Then I kissed my mom for a while, my hands kneading her breasts,
my mouth sucking on her nipples, my tongue circling them. As my mom's breathing quickened, I spread
her legs, my penis searching for its way home. I took my mom's hand and said, "Mom, can you help me?"
As I said this grabbed my mom's hand and guided it to my penis. My mom's first words were: "So hard." I chuckled
and guided my way straight to the heart of the matter. My penis slid effortlessly into my mother's vagina,
pushing it all the way in. My mother immediately responded with a long, drawn-out moan, and I hugged her tightly,
kissing . Feeling the warmth of her vagina, I watched as it gripped my penis tightly, gently pumping in and out.
After a few thrusts, her vagina contracted repeatedly, almost making me ejaculate. The thrill of incest was truly
unparalleled had masturbated again at 11 pm. I never expected it to be like this… I felt like I was about to ejaculate so quickly. I took a deep breath
and paused. After a brief contraction in my mother's vagina, the urge to ejaculate subsided. Her vagina wasn't
as tight anymore. I stopped kissing her, rested my head on her shoulder, and pressed my face against hers. I placed one hand
under her and the other on her breast, slowly thrusting in and out. My mother let out soft moans, and I
breathed heavily, gradually increasing the intensity of my thrusts. As I thrust faster, my mother moaned, "Faster,
faster, I'm about to climax too!" My penis accelerated inside her vagina. As I thrust in and out, I could hear the sounds of water from the penetration
. My mother's vagina began to contract again, and my thrusting became faster and faster. I thrust my penis all the way
in, pressing against my mother's vagina, and with a groan, I ejaculated deep inside her. My mother and I
were both breathing heavily. My penis throbbed inside my mother's vagina, ejaculating. I lay on top of my mother and
gently continued the final thrusts until my penis began to soften. My mother whispered in my ear, "Go get some tissues, they're going to
spill on the sheets." I pulled out my penis and reached for a tissue. Go turn on the light. Mom asked why I turned on the light. I said
I couldn't find , but the light was already on. After turning it on, I saw Mom's face was flushed, completely red.
I looked at Mom's body closely. Mom spread her buttocks up, embarrassed and angry, and said, "Have you seen enough? It's going to leak, hurry up and
get the tissues!" I quickly got out of bed, grabbed the tissues from the table, and said, "Mom, let me wipe it for you." Mom
said, "No need, I'll do it myself," and took the tissues, bending down to wipe her private parts. I sat next to Mom, looking at her naked body,
and asked, "Mom, is it comfortable?" Mom said, "Why is there so much? Look what you've done!" I picked up my clothes and went back to my room.
I said, "Mom, you're kicking me after I've served my purpose! Can I sleep with you tonight? Let me be a good son to my dear mother."
Mom rolled her eyes at me and said, "Sleep with you my foot! Hurry up and go back to your room, you brat! You're getting away with this now, don't be so ungrateful!"
I'm going to get angry! Oh, and by the way, wash my underwear and flush the tissues in the bathroom. I didn't insist
on staying ; after all, I'm not a very forceful person. Mom had already covered herself with the blanket and was asleep. I gathered up the tissues, picked up
the wet underwear, and said goodnight to Mom, reminding her to put on warm clothes so she wouldn't catch a cold. Then I turned off the light,
left the room, and closed the door. After flushing the tissues covered in my semen, I smelled Mom's wet underwear—
it smelled so good! Then I hand-washed the underwear and took it out of the washing machine along with the clothes to the balcony to dry. This was the first time I'd hand-washed
my mom's underwear, especially underwear soaked in her love juice.

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