Yang Haoran did not truly understand the meaning behind his mother’s words. After Liu Ruoxi finished speaking, she released the hand that had beenι»ζ’ him. His other hand slid up along her waist and finally came to rest on his mother’s full, ample, enormous breast. Without any hindrance, he kneaded it forcefully, savoring the soft, fleshy sensation. His other hand, now free fromι»ζ’, continued to pinch and grind his mother’s tender pink nipple, stirring his own desire.
Liu Ruoxi’s sensitive breasts were played with simultaneously. She let out a soft moan and went limp, collapsing weakly into her son’s embrace. The scorching hot cockιηθ£€θ‘© pressed even deeper into the cleft of her buttocks. Yang Haoran chuckled darkly and said, “Mom, you are a woman. A woman must always submit beneath a man. Since there must be a man, why can’t it be me, your son?”
“Shut up!”
Liu Ruoxi, flushed with anger and shame, struggled to break free. However, her son held her tightly. The hand grasping her enormous breast squeezed even harder, causing the snowy white flesh to spill out from between his spread fingers. Her delicate pink nipple was simultaneously flattened by the pressure of his fingers, ruthlessly ravaged and stimulated, until moisture began to seep from her lower body, and her body grew increasingly weak and pliant.
Yet, Yang Haoran was not afraid of his mother’s scolding. HerδΈ»ε¨θ±δΈζ΅΄θ£ signified that it was time for that. Mother was now his plaything. Her struggles, in his eyes, seemed more like a coy pretense of refusal. His heart surged with excitement. He leaned close to his mother’s head, took herζΆθΉηθ³ζ΅ into his mouth, and gave it a lick. Liu Ruoxi’s struggling movements abruptly stiffened. Only then did Yang Haoran speak: “Mom, your big tits are so soft and feel so good. Mom, your breasts grew so large precisely for your son to play with and enjoy, right?”
Yang Haoran felt his mother’s supple breasts were slippery and hard to keep hold of. He continuously kneaded and squeezed, greedily and wantonly enjoying the soft, springy, tender, and pliant feel of herδΈ°ζ»‘δΉ³η.
Faced with her son’s humiliation, Liu Ruoxi instead calmed down. She knew this scene was unavoidable. She said coldly, “What do you want?”
Her mother’s response filled Yang Haoran with internal delight. He knew his guess was correct. Now, Mother was asking him how he wanted to play. He said with a sanctimonious air, “Mom, we came to soak in the hot springs. Just stay leaning against me in my embrace like this while we soak. Let me play with your tits while we, mother and son, talk. Later, your son will fuck you.”
His crotch was swollen and unbearably impatient. He longed to fuck his mother right now, yet he wanted to give her a process of foreplay,ι‘ΊδΎΏθ¨θ―θ°ζδΈε¦ε¦. He wanted to have both the fish and the bear’s paw; this was just the beginning. He wanted Mother to undergo the same training and humiliation as Auntie Shen, to show he was fair and impartial.
The opportunity was rare. Yang Haoran naturally cherished every chance.
Her son’s lewd words reached Liu Ruoxi’s ears. Her cold expression flushed with shame. She took a deep breath and finally returned to an unreadable, placid demeanor: “Fine. You have half an hour. First, let go of me.”
“Thank you, Mom.”
Hearing his mother’s compliance, Yang Haoran was overjoyed. After releasing her, he went to take off his own boxers, but was met with Liu Ruoxi’s sidelong glance as she asked faintly, “Why are you taking your underwear off?”
“Mom, you’re not wearing any underwear either? You seduce me, and then criticize me?”
His mother’s compliant attitude made Yang Haoran bolder. He righteously retorted. Beneath the rippling water, under her mother’s swaying pubic hair, there was nothing. That is to say, aside from that redζ΅΄θ£, Mother hadn’t been wearing any underwear at all.
“I really want to tear your mouth shut.”
Liu Ruoxi instantly lost her composure. Her face flushed red with embarrassment, and she glared at her son, gnashing her teeth. She could only watch helplessly as her son took off his underwear and lay down at the edge of the hot spring. She then reluctantly slowly squatted down and lay back into her son’s embrace.
Mother and son held each other in an indecent posture. This shocking, world-defying scene was filled with the flavor of breaking throughδΈδΏη¦ι’.
The buoyancy of the ocean hot spring was greater than that of an ordinary hot spring. So, being pressed down by his mother, Yang Haoran didn’t feel uncomfortable. Instead, holding his mother’s delicate body filled him with a sense of bliss. Like a child who had obtained a beloved toy, his two hands grabbed, squeezed, and kneaded his mother’s towering, enormous breasts, shaped like inverted sea bowls. With each forceful play, Liu Ruoxi couldn’t suppress soft moans. Her stunningly beautiful face was flushed crimson.
“Mom, use your legs to clamp around your son’s cock.”
Yang Haoran’s thick, long cock was astonishingly large, pressed tightly against the inside of his mother’s thigh, close to thatιͺη½ηηΎι². The glossy, dark cock was visibly oily, its color only slightly lighter than a black man’s. Its thick shaft was like an infant’s arm, and its goose-egg-sized glans stood proudly at the tip. Bulging veins, like marble relief carvings, were etched along the shaft, appearing powerful, rough, and fierce!
Now, beneath the clear water, it stood straight, rigid, angrily pointing towards the sky, a single pillar supporting the heavens.
“Mmm… Be gentler…” Liu Ruoxi pressed her lips together. Her son’s rough hands kneaded her breasts until they went numb. Her head was pressed tightly against the left side of Yang Haoran’s head, as if snuggling. She asked, “What do you want to do?”
“Mom, holding a beautiful woman like you, how could it not feel uncomfortable? Clamp it with your legs to comfort it a little.”
Yang Haoran lightened the force of his hands, changing to simultaneously capture his mother’s sensitive nipples. He began to knead her delicate pink nipples with slight force. Liu Ruoxi immediately let out a muffled groan, patted her son’s hand, and scolded, “Incorrigible!”
“Hehe… Mom, your nipples are a sensitive spot, right?”
Seeing his mother’s charmingly flirtatious appearance, Yang Haoran chuckled. At the same time, he felt his itchy, enormous cock being clamped by the inside of his mother’s thighs. The soft flesh of her mother’s legs comforted his cock. Yang Haoran instantly feltε ¨θΊ«θε¦. Holding his mother, he felt as if he were embracing the whole world, his heart filled with satisfaction.
“You already knew, yet you still torment them forcefully.” Being guessed by her son, Liu Ruoxi was slightly surprised. Her nipples were indeed her sensitive spot.
As soon as she finished speaking, her two delicate, dewy pink nipples were simultaneously pinched and then lifted upwards like weighing weights. The snowy white breast flesh instantly churned with lewd waves beneath the water. Furious, Liu Ruoxi pinched her son’s arm,ζ₯ε€εε» with force. Under her son’s pleas for mercy, she soon let go. However, her nipples were still being lifted and shaken by her son. The breast flesh was stretched, and her enormous breasts changed shape, becoming conical. Liu Ruoxi’s face was flushed. Helpless, she glared fiercely at her son: “You drank its milk growing up when you were little. Is this how you treat it now?”
Yang Haoran was playing joyfully. Hearing his mother’s accusation, he said aggrievedly, “Mom, I have a sense ofεε―Έ. I’m not using too much force. Besides, with the water buffering, it shouldn’t hurt, right?”
Liu Ruoxi was angered into a laugh by her son’s shamelessness. So, if it didn’t hurt him, then it meant it didn’t hurt? She asked, “Do you know how you drank milk when you were little?”
“No.”
Yang Haoran was just a baby then; how could he possibly remember?
Liu Ruoxi shot her son a glare, then said faintly, “When you were little, every time you drank milk, you liked to bite Mom’s nipple hard. If I had known you had these preferences now, I should have hired a wet nurse to feed you back then.”
Yang Haoran played dumb: “How come I don’t remember that?”
He truly had no memory, but that didn’t stop him from playing innocent now. He also hadn’t expected his infant self to have had this preference.
“Still not letting go… It hurts already.”
Yang Haoran had no choice but to reluctantly release his mother’s nipples. He转θζζη her soft breast flesh, pressing his mother’s two towering, enormous breasts together to squeeze out a deep cleavage. He asked, “Mom, you had to feed Yao Yao back then too. Why didn’t you hire a wet nurse to take care of us?”