“Slap… slap…” Yang Haoran couldn’t resist his mischievous urge and slapped his mother’s towering, enormous breasts again. Liu Ruoxi’s snow-white, massive breasts, beloved and abused by her son, swayed violently with their heavy weight, their immense size oscillating fiercely. Each wave of movement seemed to tantalize the very nerves of male desire.
Yang Haoran found the slapping remarkably pleasurable and satisfying; the slick, soft sensation made him reluctant to stop. He chuckled with a petty, triumphant glee: “Mother, you’ve been naughty… Naughty mommies need their tits spanked.”
Liu Ruoxi’s tender pussy downstairs was being ravaged by her son’s cock. The intense stimulation and shame spread through her body like a numbing electric current. Suddenly subjected to her son’s breast abuse, and faced with his familiar yet detestable face, she wanted to sternly reprimand him. However, the cock recklessly plunging in and out inside her body left her utterly weak and limp. She shot her son a glare with her beautiful eyes, bit her pearl-like teeth slightly, and remained silent.
She maintained a deeply humiliating positionβor rather, was forced into a humiliating position while being fucked.
“Mom, I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long. I wanted to know how wonderful a fairy-like mother like you would look when being fucked. And now, I see it. How beautiful~” Yang Haoran gazed at his mother’s exquisitely beautiful face, his lust growing even more turbulent. Just looking at that face was irresistibly intoxicating.
Liu Ruoxi’s delicate features were stunningly gorgeous, but now her face was flushed with patches of red, overflowing with spring desire. Her enchanting eyes seemed veiled by a thin mist, her dazed pupils shimmering with waves of arousal like water or fog: “Mhmm~~ uhmm~~ no matter what~~ mhmm~~ I am still your mother~~~ mhmm~ you little brat~ mind your manners when you speak~~ mhmm~~ you hear me?”
“Mhmm… of course… no matter what, you are my mother, and I am your son.” Hearing this, Liu Ruoxi’s watery, alluring eyes glanced at her son in surprise. However, Yang Haoran spoke between half-gasps, and the latter part of his sentence made herζ°εΎι ₯θΈθ΅·δΌ (so angry her supple breasts heaved).
“But right now, just like in the animal kingdom documentaries, I, your son, possess mating rights over you, Mom… and breeding rights too… hehe…”
“Mhmm~~ only~ only for tonight~~ mhm~~” Liu Ruoxi suppressed her moans, speaking intermittently.
“Plap~ slap! Plap~ slap! Plap~ slap!”
Intense pleasure crashed against Yang Haoran’s consciousness like tidal waves. His breathing grew gradually heavier, ascending amidst the decadent, sinful pleasure. Whether the path ahead led to hell or heaven, he would charge forward relentlessly.
Yang Haoran’s large hand, tightly interlocked with Liu Ruoxi’s fingers, clenched gradually. His breathing was coarse, his face flushed with rising blood. Meanwhile, his lower body resembled a tireless machine, incessantly performing piston-like movements. His huge, rigid glans rammed against Liu Ruoxi’s tender core like pounding garlic, again and again, pulling out layer after layer of delicate flesh, juices overflowing.
The tender meat of Liu Ruoxi’s delicate honey pot was churned by Yang Haoran’s large cock, stirring her fluids. The fierce friction curled her inner flesh outward. As the cock thrust deeply inward, it repeatedly pulled and curled the flesh in and out, cycling over and over. Crystal-clear fluids flowed freely; the area of their intense coupling was a muddy, wet mess, glistening with a lewd sheen.
“Mom… giving it to you… all of it for you…” The increasingly loud slapping sounds were followed by the son’s deep voice.
Liu Ruoxi realized what was happening, her face instantly showing a flicker of panic. But remembering the requirements of the Fallen Angel game, she pressed her vermilion lips tightly together, as if silently consenting.
Yang Haoran shuddered several times throughout his body; intense pleasure rushed straight to his brain, bringing a sense of dizziness.
Streams of life-bearing semen shot like arrows from a bow deep into mother’s jade passage, one spurt after another. The cockε·ε°δΊεε θ‘η²ΎζΆ² (ejaculated over a dozen spurts of semen) before finally softening.
“Huuuh…”
After ejaculating, Yang Haoran lay contentedly on his mother’s soft, delicate body, enjoying the pleasant state of post-coital bliss. After the vigorous activity, a thin layer of sweat had already formed on mother’s delicate skin. Under the light, it seemed as if her elegant body had been brushed with oil, gleaming with a slick gloss, appearing as smooth and tender as exquisitely carved white jade.
He held his mother’s jade-like body as if embracing a treasure, gently shifting, feeling the warm, slick sensation of their skin pressed closely together. He truly wished this moment could last forever.
Liu Ruoxi stared blankly at the ceiling. After a short while, feeling somewhat suffocated under her son’s weight, she pushed him to the side. Her gorgeous, charming cheeks looked as if nourished by spring rain, radiant and moving like blossoms after a shower, her brows retaining the essence of spring.
“Get up and clean up. Take a shower before sleeping.” Seeing her son’s satisfied face, Liu Ruoxi, worried he might just fall asleep like that, spoke up.
As she spoke, she also tidied up a bit, using tissues to wipe her body. Her lower body still ached slightly; her long-untended beautiful field had encountered a rough bull plowing recklessly, unable to withstand the abuse.
“Mom, don’t go. Stay and sleep with me tonight.” Seeing his mother putting on clothes, Yang Haoran quickly tried to persuade her to stay.
“Sleep early. And also, don’t do this kind of thing too often.” Liu Ruoxi fastened her buttons, her exquisitely flawless oval face tinged with a faint blush. She hesitated for a moment before asking: “Do you and Shen Qing do it frequently?”
Yang Haoran listened with a puzzled expression: “No, we don’t.”
“Then why are you so tired after just once?” The words barely left her mouth before Liu Ruoxi regretted them. They sounded highly ambiguous, as if she hadn’t been satisfied. She hurriedly added: “Mom means, you’re still young. This kind of activity shouldn’t be done too often; it can easily harm your health.”
Yang Haoran understood his mother’s meaning. Damn, Mom thinks I’m weak! This won’t do. He pointed at the colossal entity rising again at his crotch and said: “Look, he’s not satisfied yet. Mom, don’t leave tonight. Just stay and sleep with me.”
It was just his first time with his mother; he wanted to leave a good impression. He didn’t expect his mother to mistake his kindness for weakness.
Liu Ruoxi shot him an exasperated glance and said: “You think I don’t know what you’re thinking? Tonight is a special circumstance. Don’t overthink it. Just get a good night’s sleep tonight. Wait until next time.”
“Huh? There’s a next time? When next time?” Yang Haoran’s face lit up withζε (pleasant surprise).
“Next time?” Liu Ruoxi hesitated: “Next Monday.”
After this mission, the unlocked follow-up task had a one-week timeframe, meaning she had to perform it by next Monday at the latest.
Since it was brought up, Liu Ruoxi casually laid the groundwork for the next task’s content. Her vermilion lips parted slightly: “Study hard this week. If you behave, Mom will give you a reward.”
Yang Haoran hadn’t expected such a good thingβa reward for behaving?
His face full of anticipation, he asked: “What kind of reward?” Seeing her son’s eager expression, Liu Ruoxi knew exactly what he was thinking. But to make things less awkward for herself next Monday, she had to say: “Don’t you enjoy playing those kinds of games with Auntie Shen? If you behave, next week Mom can play with you a little.”
A faint blush spread across her stunningly beautiful cheeks as her gaze drifted into empty space.
[Woman of Forbidden Love, Special Mission!]
Mission Sequence 04: Player Liu Ruoxi enters the SM circle, guides the controller to discipline the player at home once. Player Liu Ruoxi experiences the identity of a bitch for the first time! Time limit: 60 minutes. Point reward: 100.
Mission time limit: 7 days.