Yang Haoran thrust his hips, grunting and panting as he vigorously plowed his mother’s plump, black-silk-clad honeyed buttocks. The intense stimulation surged through him, numbing his senses and driving him to cry out passionately.
“Mom, it feels so good… I love you, I love you, Iβve wanted you for so many years… I want to use you as my flesh toilet, pounding your ass every day… squeezing your tits until they burst… huh… Iβll fuck you until you become a sow that canβt stop shaking her ass…”
Lost in the exhilarating thrusting, Yang Haoran babbled incoherently, loudly venting the desires and twisted possessiveness buried deep in his heart.
His words made Liu Ruoxi both ashamed and furious, yet she could only present her buttocks like a bitch in heat, enduring the pounding. Although he was her biological son, due to the systemβs influence, it felt as though he was her real man, free to enjoy her body as he pleased. Fate seemed to be playing a cruel joke on herβas a mother, she was forced to submit beneath her son, letting out helpless whimpers.
“Mmm, ah~~ Youβre insane~~ How did I give birth to such a perverted son~~ Mmm, ah~~ Hurry up and cum~~ Stop talking nonsense~~ Mmm, ah~~”
Amid the intense, rhythmic slapping sounds, the lewd exchanges between mother and son intertwined.
“Hehe… Mom… I thought you were going to hit me again!”
“Ha, ah~~ Look at what youβve reduced me to~~ Would hitting you even help?~~ Mmm, huhnβ¦ Stop pinching my nipples~~ Wu, ah~~ Do you want me to hit you after all?~~ Mmm, ah~~”
“Iβll pinch gently… Huh… Who told you to grow such huge tits, Mom… I just love playing with them…”
“How can you say that with a straight face~~ Mmm, huhn!~~ Just because my tits are big, you get to play with them?~~ Mmm, ah!~~”
“Mom, havenβt you noticed youβre getting better and better at talking dirty? Hehe…”
“Itβs all because you force me to~~ Mmm, ah~~ You must be so proud of yourself~~ Mmm, uh~~ Be gentler there~~ Mmm, just play with my tits, mmm, ah~~”
Liu Ruoxi chided him with suppressed embarrassment and anger, but Yang Haoran only grew more aroused, feeling an inexhaustible surge of energy coursing through him. He wished he could plow his motherβs fields day and night without rest.
In the bedroom, the sounds of their bodies colliding, Yang Haoranβs heavy breathing, and Liu Ruoxiβs delicate moans intertwined. Under her sonβs rough, savage pounding, Liu Ruoxiβs fiery, sexy body was drenched in splattering love juices, as if she were completely lost in the throes of lust.
Yet, her watery, misty eyes still held a trace of clarity. Waves of pleasure relentlessly assaulted her mind, seemingly trying to force her to surrender entirely to carnal desire.
Her tender, pink honey pot endured the vigorous thrusting of his large cock. Liu Ruoxi twisted her slender waist and round hips, the pleasure of their union making her plump, black-silk-clad honeyed buttocks sway back and forth uncontrollably, meeting her sonβs piston-like movements. The lewd sounds of slapping and squelching filled the air, punctuated by her delicate gasps as she writhed beneath him, begging and pleading, teetering between ecstasy and oblivion.
“Mom, my darling, I love you to death, I love your big ass! Does it feel good, Mom? Does it feel good?”
An overwhelming sense of conquest surged in Yang Haoranβs heart. He grabbed his motherβsι«ι«ζ θ΅·η (highly raised) plump, black-silk-clad buttocks again, his large cock operating like a high-speed motor, thrusting fiercely and deeply into her honeyed passage. Through the torn opening in her black silk, her crimson flesh could be seen folding in and out around his thick rod. Her delicate cervix trembled incessantly under the impact of his large glans, while the ridged flesh on his cockhead scraped against the layered folds of her tender,εΉ½θ°·η¬ι (valley passage) with every thrust. Spring nectar continuously flowed from her pink labia, splattering love juices everywhere, leaving their intimately joined lower bodies a mess of lewdness.
“Mmm, yes!~~ It feels good~~ Mom feels so good with you pounding her~~ Mmm, ah~~ Are you an ox?~~ Ha, ah~~ Arenβt you going to cum yet?~~ Thrust faster~~ Mmm, ah~~ I know youβre holding back on purpose~~ Mmm, huhn!~~”
“Huff… Mom, donβt you like having sex?β¦ Isnβt lasting longer better?”
“Like your head~~ Mmm, ah~~ Itβs just you playing with me~~ Mmm, huhn~~ Hurry up and cum~~ Itβs late, we need to sleep~~ Mmm, yes~~”
Liu Ruoxiβs disheveled hair swayed, her cheeks flushed crimson. Her misty, watery eyes were glazed like fog, and her voluptuous, snow-white body glowed with a seductive flush of spring passion.
Hearing his motherβs incessant urging, Yang Haoran, though not fully satisfied, knew it was very late and that his mother had work the next day. He thrust rapidly dozens of times before finally releasing the pent-up essence he had been suppressing.
His whole body shuddered, his cock spasming and twitching as thick, white liquid gushed forth like bullets, shooting deep into his motherβs honeyed depths.
Simultaneously, the scalding semen erupted violently into the depths of Liu Ruoxiβs tender honey pot. Wave after wave of intense ejaculation sent her delicate body trembling violently, her beautiful passage contracting fiercely. Both of them teetered on the brink of ecstasy and oblivion, reaching the peak of sexual climax together.
Liu Ruoxiβs eyes were dazed, her hair disheveled. Her smooth, glowing, voluptuous body convulsed intensely, unable to withstand the throes of passion. A rush of thick feminine essence sprayed out, a warm current surging from her beautiful passage, spreading to every limb and corner of her body. Her stunning face tilted back, her full, ample breasts thrust upward, her snow-white upper body arching into a bow shape as she trembled uncontrollably. Her lower body gushed forth relentlessly, releasing in torrents, while a high-pitched moan escaped her throat.
In the bedroom, the sounds of intense battle gradually faded, leaving only Yang Haoranβs heavy panting and Liu Ruoxiβs beautifully flushed face after her climax. After resting for a while, Liu Ruoxi turned to look at her son and found he had unknowingly fallen asleepβwhether he was afraid she would send him away or was pretending to sleep, she didnβt know.
A flicker of helplessness passed through Liu Ruoxiβs beautiful eyes. If her husband hadnβt been away tonight, she would never have agreed to share a bed with her son, for safetyβs sake.
Checking the time, Liu Ruoxi extricated herself from her sonβs embrace and went to the bathroom to clean up the traces of their lovemaking. Then she returned to bed, lying on her side beside her son, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Yang Haoran quietly opened his eyes, wrapped his arm around his motherβs abdomen, and rested his head against hers, breathing in the fragrance of her hair. He felt utterly content. For some reason, whether his mother had recently gained weight or something else, he felt that her usually smooth, flat abdomen now had a soft, fleshy feel to it. Without overthinking it, he held his mother comfortably and drifted off to sleep.