However, Yang Haoran already had a countermeasure. He continued to toy with his mother’s enormous breasts, while his thick, massive cock, tightly sandwiched between her two large labia, thrust rapidly, stimulating her desire. Simultaneously, he feigned a pitiful tone and said, “Mom… five minutes really isn’t enough… It’d be better if you cooperated a bit more…” Liu Ruoxi was nearly driven mad with anger. Intense waves of pleasure, brought on by her son’s manipulations, washed over her. A tingling, numbing ecstasy spread throughout her entire body. Her stunningly beautiful cheeks were flushed with a rosy hue, her delicate, slender willow-leaf eyebrows sometimes furrowed tightly, sometimes relaxed. Her long, dense eyelashes trembled slightly, and her moist, red lips parted gently. She sternly rebuked, “Haven’t I cooperated with you enough? How can you be so shameless?”
Her delicate body trembledโwhether from anger or from the jolts caused by the impacts against her่้จโit was hard to tell.
“Mom… it feels so damn good fucking you like this…” Yang Haoran argued sophistically, “Mom, you’re feeling good too, aren’t you? Otherwise, why would you be moaning?”
“Since we’re both enjoying it, and we mother and son aren’t doing anything illicit, wouldn’t it be better to play a little longer?” As he spoke, Yang Haoran traced circles around his mother’s nipple with his fingertips, stimulating its sensitive points, while slightly slowing the frequency of his thrusts.
He was afraid that if he went too far, his mother would truly stop cooperating.
“Mmm~~ hmm~~ Stop your nonsense~~ mhmm~~ Hurry up and cum~~ Mom’s legs are getting sore from standing~~~ hnnn~~ If you want to play, go find your Aunt Shen to play with~~ mhmm~~ Be gentler~~~ How did I give birth to a pervert like you~~~ nngh~~ one who likes torturing nipples~~~” As Liu Ruoxi spoke, she felt an intense pain surge from her nipple. Her beautiful eyes glanced downward slightly: the nipple on her full, voluptuous breast was once again pinched between her son’s two fingers, twisted and rotated into a lump of flesh. Unable to contain her anger, she spoke out.
Yang Haoran twisted his mother’s pink, tender nipple a full circle with his two fingers. Hearing her furious voice, he released his grip, allowing it to return to its original state, only to pinch it again with two fingers and begin grinding. He complained unjustly, “Mom, your nipple has always been mine. I grew up drinking milk from it when I was little. Besides, I’m the eldest son in the family. I inherit everything from Dad. Mom, you’re Dad’s wife, and you’re also my mother, so naturally, you should belong to me too.”
What kind of twisted logic was this?
Liu Ruoxi trembled with rage: “Yang Haoran, how dare you say that again?” As she sternly shouted, her delicate body was once again jolted unsteadily by her son’s thrusts. Her angry voice, interspersed with faint, delicate pants, seemed to have lost its usualๅจๆ ๅ.
Yang Haoran wisely shut his mouth. Speaking too quickly had revealed his true intentions. To prevent his mother from blaming him, he increased the speed of his thrusts.
“Slap… slap… slap slap…” The lewd symphony never ceased, only varying in tempo. The rapid, rhythmic slapping sounds were like war drums beating incessantly, growing increasingly urgent, accompanied by the alluring moans of the beautiful woman, spurring on the young man.
Yang Haoran thrust excitedly, his body trembling involuntarily. His mother’s two large labia were soft and moist, like two full, crimson lips. Her delicate skin was as smooth and tender as if lubricated, enveloping his scorching, thick cock. Each rapid stroke brought him immense pleasure, like waves of tiny electric currents numbing his body and mind.
Liu Ruoxi thought about her current posture and her son, thrusting relentlessly into her private parts from behind. Mother and son were intertwined as if in copulation. Her cheeks flushed crimson; she felt both ashamed and humiliated, yet her body experienced a long-lost pleasure.
Those small hands kept kneading her sensitive, enormous breasts, each squeeze seeming to reach deep into her heart.
And that burning, rigid, massive cockโpowerful, vigorous, immensely thickโmade her heart flutter and her body go weak with a tingling, thrilling excitement.
She refused to admit that she was feeling pleasure, but her body’s natural reactions spread throughout her entire being. Her private parts, rubbed and thrust against by her son’s burning hot cockโthough it did not enterโstill evoked in her a pleasure akin to copulation. The scorching shaft, hot against her large labia during thrusts, was like dry timber meeting fierce flames, igniting a raging desire… Liu Ruoxi slightly closed her enchanting eyes, brimming with spring passion. Her stunningly beautiful cheeks were as delicate and vibrant as peach blossoms; her sexy red lips parted slightly, revealing a glimpse of snow-white teeth. Her suppressed, low moans were melodious and captivatingโjust hearing her delightful, delicateๅปๅ was enough to immerse one in deep fascination.
“Slap slap slap…” Yang Haoran’s breathing gradually grew heavier. He tirelessly pumped his waist, his lower abdomen colliding with his mother’s buttocks. Those perfectly round, plump, honey-peach buttocks rippled with waves of motion, providing him with an excellent visual experience, as if he were truly thrusting into his mother’s vagina. Mother and son were undergoing an ultimateๅๅ of soul and body, generating pleasure no less intense than that of actual fucking.
Chaotic desire surged in her chest; a burning itch spread through her lower body. Her swaying, delicate body trembled; disheveled strands of black hair fell beside Liu Ruoxi’s rosy earlobes. Her once ice-cold cheeks now radiated heart-stirring spring passion, like a melting iceberg, releasing wave after wave of alluring, delicate moans.
“Slap…” With another impact against his mother’s buttocks, Yang Haoran trembled as if shaking loose. An expression of pleasure spread across his face, his brows relaxed. The ultimate ecstasy erupted from his massive cock. A ferocious glans emerged at the front of Liu Ruoxi’s two beautiful thighs, then paused. From the slit of the glans, thick, white liquid shot out in burst after burst, spraying onto the tiled floor, drifting along with the flowing water.
Liu Ruoxi felt her son’s body pause behind her. Then, her beautiful eyes noticed her son’s็ๆฎๅจ spraying semen between her legs. Knowing he had climaxed, Liu Ruoxi breathed a sigh of relief, but the desire in her heart remained unsatisfied.
“Get off!” Liu Ruoxi’s brows slightly furrowed. Her icy voice seemed even colder this time. She adjusted her posture, stood up, and pushed her son away.
She felt uncomfortable all over, but her mind began to clear.
Her stunningly beautiful cheeks remained flushed, as if representing the stirred spring passion, yet her expression turned cold.
Seeing his mother’sๅทๆทก expression, Yang Haoran didn’t understand why, thinking she was still angry about his earlier words, so he didn’t dare speak.
“Stand over there and watch me bathe.”
Liu Ruoxi took a deep breath. After speaking these words with a cold expression, her face reddened a few shades more.
After being disturbed by her son, she now had to wash her entire body again, especially down below. After the pleasure subsided, a burning pain remained. She didn’t know how much force that beast had used, working tirelessly like a young calf for over twenty minutes.
Yang Haoran was somewhat surprised. Watching his mother’s cold expression as she said this, he couldn’t help but marvel that this was indeed the slut persona of his motherโeven now, she hadn’t forgotten to have him watch her bathe.
“Okay, Mother. I won’t disturb you. You bathe; I’ll stand guard for you.”
Yang Haoran nodded and bowed in agreement.
Outside the bathroom door… Yang Mengyao covered her mouth, her body trembling, unable to believe the sounds she had just heard… It was her brother!…