The feeling of orgasm

Wang Mingzhen returned to his warm home with mixed feelings. If his mother discovered his affair with Yang Liu, would he suffer the same fate as Lao Feng? His infidelity was a fait accompli; would his gentle and kind mother still offer him the same tenderness?

Suddenly, he realized that while his physical wounds had healed, his heart was unusually heavy…

Pushing open the door, he was greeted by his mother's joyful face, but Wang Mingzhen felt immense guilt. His mother's gentle smile today was so glaring that he couldn't bear to look at her.

"Son! You're back." Chen Wenyun gently took Wang Mingzhen's arm, smiling as she brushed the dust off his clothes. Her movements were so gentle that they only intensified Wang Mingzhen's inner unease and guilt. Not daring to meet his mother's gaze, he naturally missed the incredibly complex and strange expression that flashed in her eyes…

“Son, how come one of your shirt buttons is missing?” Chen Wenyun's tone remained unchanged, but her voice was very low. She stared blankly at Wang Mingzhen's open collar, her delicate face displaying an unusually strange expression.

Wang Mingzhen didn't notice his mother's odd behavior. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly made up an excuse: “Today, I saw a colleague fighting with Mom in the office. When I tried to break it up, I accidentally tore off a button.” Wang Mingzhen glanced guiltily at his mother and pretended to be calm.

Chen Wenyun avoided Wang Mingzhen's gaze, took off his coat, and turned to hang it up on the hanger. Her heart was pounding with nervousness, but she forced herself to remain calm as she said, "Oh, right, I was resting at home this afternoon… My cousin came by briefly, but left immediately when he saw you weren't there…"

Her cousin was Wang Mingzhen's younger brother, who had arrived in this world only about half an hour after him. Having grown up in the same environment, their clothes, tone of voice, and expressions were practically identical. Their parents often couldn't tell them apart, and to others, they were almost indistinguishable. Only those who knew them well knew the only difference between the two:

Wang Mingzhen was steady, calm, meticulous, and gentle; while his cousin was completely carefree, chasing trends and enjoying thrills, always doing whatever was most exciting, and completely indifferent to others' advice. Fortunately, his cousin listened to his only twin brother, so no accidents had ever happened…

Wang Mingzhen was only slightly surprised by his brother's arrival, not feeling anything was amiss. He sat down on the sofa, picked up a magazine, and casually asked, "What brings you here, cousin?"

Chen Wenyun glanced at her son, who was engrossed in the magazine, calmed her flustered emotions slightly, and said lightly, "Just came to see you . Since you weren't here, I left immediately."

"Oh," Wang Mingzhen replied casually…

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Looking at his mother, who was nestled in his arms and about to fall asleep, Wang Mingzhen felt a surge of desire.

He reached out and pulled his mother into a tight embrace, his other hand slipping inside her pajamas to grasp her delicate and alluring breasts, gently kneading them as if they were the most precious treasure in the world.

"Son...no...I feel so tired today..." Chen Wenyun said, her voice trembling slightly, still with her back to Wang Mingzhen.

Although they had been sleeping together for seven or eight years, her mother remained as shy as ever, always feigning resistance. Wang Mingzhen, oblivious to her unease, continued to gently caress her tender nipples. His other hand slipped quietly into her waistband, instantly grasping her most intimate area. Surprisingly, it was unusually dry and tight; the alluring opening was already soaked through…

“Hehe, good mother, you’re being naughty… Look, it’s already soaked…”

Knowing her own body, Chen Wenyun felt a mixture of nervousness and shame, secretly hating herself for becoming so wanton… She felt even more ashamed of Wang Mingzhen’s teasing, wanting to disappear into a hole. However, seeing her son so actively caressing her, Chen Wenyun couldn’t find any reason to refuse.

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"Oh...son...you, why aren't you...ah, good...son, are you already better...?"

Wang Mingzhen gritted his teeth and remained silent, continuing his vigorous thrusts...

"Ah...good son...you, you...really better...so...so good...oh oh oh, good, so comfortable...son, hurry, I want you...hurry...it's, it's coming...oh oh oh..."

Accompanied by Wang Mingzhen's laborious, panting thrusts, Chen Wenyun's heart was unusually excited. The blissful life she had longed for for over seven hundred days and nights had miraculously arrived tonight. Chen Wenyun

's moans grew more and more seductive, more and more cloying, the feeling of orgasm gradually approaching, impacting Chen Wenyun's fragile nerves, which were already filled with happiness.

"Ahhh...son, it's coming, it's coming..." Wang Mingzhen groaned a few times, thrusting deeply several

more times until his mother climaxed first, then he let out a low growl as he ejaculated ...

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