Yang Haoran’s palm gently caressed his mother’s black-silk-clad buttocks. The delicate texture felt like touching a piece of high-quality, unrefined jadeβrounded, plump, and full. Pretending to be nonchalant, heθ―ζ’ed, “Mother, may I lick you down there? Just over the stockings, is that okay?”
The memory of being rejected last time was still vivid, making Yang Haoran inevitably anxious as he awaited his mother’s response. Liu Ruoxi frowned in thought for a few seconds. After a moment of hesitation, she refused once again.
“No, haven’t I told you before? You can’t lick a woman there. You’re a boy, understand?”
Her voice carried a tone of maternal rationality, as if educating her son, yet the content was utterly licentious.
“Mom, I don’t mind you.”
Yang Haoran found it hard to understand and argued his case: “Mom, your pussy is so beautiful, fair and tender. To me, it’s like a delicious dish. You should let me taste it.”
“A dish, my foot! You’re talking nonsense all day long.” Liu Ruoxi blushed with a mix of shame and anger.
“Hehe, Mom, just let me lick it once. You’ll feel good too. I’ll just lick over the stockings.”
Yang Haoran still refused to give up.
“I said no means no. Why are you so persistent? Why do you have to make such a fuss? If you want to do it, do it; if not, forget it.”
As Liu Ruoxi spoke, she tried to turn over and lie down to sleep, refusing to indulge her son. Yang Haoran hurriedly embraced her squirming, ample buttocks. Without another word, he buried his head deep into the crevice of his mother’s black-silk-clad ass. His thick tongue greedily licked her plump, silk-wrapped pussy. Though the sensation through the stockings and lace panties was faint, he felt immensely satisfied.
Caught off guard, Liu Ruoxi let him succeed for a few seconds before kicking him hard in the chest.
Yang Haoran grunted but paid no heed. His head remained wedged between his mother’s plump, round buttocks, the soft, fleshy cheeks squeezing his face. Excitedly, he sucked on the tender, petal-like lips of her honeyed entrance as if kissing it, then began licking it repeatedly with his tongue.
“Mmm~~ Ah~~ Stop licking~~ It tickles~~ Are you trying to drive me crazy every day~~ I told you not to do it~~ but you insist~~ Mmm~~ Ah~~ Stop licking~~”
Her voluptuous, black-silk-clad buttocks shook violently, as if trying to throw off Yang Haoran’s restraint. The soft flesh of her ass slapped against his cheeks left and right, leaving him momentarily dizzy. Soon, she managed to break free.
“Yang Haoran, do you think I’m easy to bully?”
Liu Ruoxi’s stunningly beautiful face flushed red. After breaking free, she turned around and glared sharply at her son.
She was so angry she wanted to hit him. How could he be so shameless?
“Mother, how could you say that? I would never dare bully you!” Yang Haoran licked his lips regretfully, as if still savoring the taste of his mother’s honeyed folds, but he protested innocently, “Last time, you beat me like I was a worthless grandson. What I’m doing now isn’t too excessive. Besides, Mom, your entire body belongs to me. Why are you reacting so strongly to me just licking you?”
“You think you have a point?”
Fuming, Liu Ruoxi raised her hand to strike him. Yang Haoran quickly wrapped his arms around her waist. “Mother, alright, I was wrong. I won’t make you angry anymore, okay?”
“Are you trying toειͺ a child?”
Liu Ruoxi wasn’t buying it, but her tone softened as her son held her. “Hurry up and do it. I want to sleep. Why do you have to make such a fuss?”
Hearing this, Yang Haoran felt immensely proud. Since the last time she had beaten him severely, his mother had become increasingly yielding toward him. The relationship between mother and son had grown closer than ever before.
After coaxing her gently for a few more sentences, Liu Ruoxi knelt back on the bed, arching her back and presenting her buttocks to her son in a seductive doggy-style position.
With a rip, Yang Haoran tore open the stockings covering his mother’s private parts as if breaking a seal. With her cooperation, he pulled her lace panties down to her thighs.
Between the two round, perky buttocks clad in black silk, a plump, snow-white pair of labia were tightly closed, forming an enticing slit. Against the black silk, the fair, jade-like pussy appeared even more dazzling.
Its fleshy, plump appearance stirred a surge of raw desire.
“It’s so beautiful, Mom. No matter how many times I see your pussy, I always want to fuck it.”
Yang Haoran’s fingers caressed his mother’s plump lips. Moisture seeped from the slit, making his touch even smoother. Liu Ruoxi blushed, enduring her son’s fondling of her private parts. She didn’t know whether to feel ashamed or humiliated by his evaluation, so she pressed her lips together and remained silent.
She felt like she was being scrutinized and defiled like her son’s property, which made her unable to suppress an intense sense of shame. Her voluptuous body trembled slightly.
“Mom, when we get the chance, I want you to wear pantyhose and let me walk you around Aunt Shen’s estate like a dog. I’ll introduce you to the girls there as my black-silk-clad bitch. How does that sound?”
Yang Haoran guided his thick, lengthy penis to press against his mother’s pussy, using the fluid seeping from his glans to moisten her snow-white labia.
“Shut up! Your mouth spews nothing but filth. If we really did that, how could I ever face anyone again?”
“Mom… you’re overthinking it. They wouldn’t know you’re my mother.”
“Aunt Shen has already acted like a bitch in front of the girls at the estate. Adding you to the mix wouldn’t seem strange to them.”
After patiently explaining this to his mother, Yang Haoran thrust forward. His veiny cock pushed through the slit, spreading the plump labia apart, and plunged directly into the pink, muddy entrance.