Wang Yue kept his hard, thick rod buried deep against her core, using both hands to cup his mother’s breathtaking ass, rotating her hips in a slow, grinding circle like a millstone.
He could feel the head of his cock being squeezed and vacuum-sealed by her plush, velvet walls—a sensation of pure, indescribable bliss that surged through his mind.
At the sa ti, Su ngyan’s intoxicating body began to emit a heavy, musky floral scent that hit him like a physical wave.
The sound of her singing, sobbing moans and jagged gasps finally broke the last of his restraint. His long-suppressed desire burst like a flood through a collapsed dam.
Wang Yue suddenly flipped his snow-white, sultry mother onto her back on the bed, hoisting her smooth, pale legs over his shoulders.
He pressed his weight into her soft, slick fra and began a frantic, torrential assault, driving into her with ruthless power. The hot, wet rhythm of flesh hitting flesh filled the room—slap, slap, slap—growing heavier and faster by the second.
Su ngyan was trembling uncontrollably under the force of it, her voice rising in a series of lewd, uninhibited shrieks: "Ah... nnh... ah! I’m dying... gentler... please... I’m gonna go... I’m losing it! Ah!"
Drenched in a fine sheen of sweat and looking more radiant than ever, Su ngyan suddenly kicked her legs out, her whole body tensing up.
She clawed at her son’s arms with enough force to draw blood as a freezing-cold jet of nectar erupted from deep within her. The contrast of her cold release against the natural internal heat of her body sent a violent tremor straight through Wang Yue’s cock.
Wang Yue didn’t want to hold back anymore. He wanted to cross the peak with the beautiful mother beneath him.
Between the desperate clamping of her inner walls and the rhythmic suction of her core, the pleasure beca too much to contain.
With a low, primal roar, he let go.
A torrent of scalding-hot seed blasted out like a rainstorm, coating the very depths of Su ngyan’s center. He poured himself into this beautiful woman—the kind of woman every man dread of marking, but who only allowed her own son to claim her.
Su ngyan’s body jerked and twitched as she gasped for air, her head thrown back, her body arching like a bow. Her jade-carved legs locked straight in the air, her toes curling and freezing in the grip of the climax.
The thick, feminine scent of her incredible body filled every corner of the room. Her eyes rolled back as she drifted between consciousness and peak ecstasy.
Taking advantage of the mont, Wang Yue used the last of his montum to keep grinding and plunging into her naturally tight, juice-heavy core—a place he could never tire of. He made sure every last drop of his seed was deposited deep within her flower heart.
Su ngyan eventually fluttered her eyes open, glancing down at her son’s still-imposing rod. Though she was physically and ntally spent, a gorgeous smile played on her lips as she teased him breathlessly, "You little animal... every ti we do this, I feel like I’m actually going to die. Your mother is literally fighting for her life here."
Wang Yue lay down beside her, stroking her soft, full hips with a wicked grin. "Wanna ’die’ one more ti, Mom?"
Su ngyan’s face flushed a deep crimson, and she gave a soft, playful spit. "I really can’t handle you on my own. Maybe you should go find the others."
Earlier in the garden, when her son had gone through nearly every woman in the house, she’d felt a twinge of jealousy. Now, that was gone. He was simply too powerful; one woman wasn’t enough to satisfy him. If that was the case, she figured they might as well all share the load.
"No way. Right now, my dick belongs to you, Mom."
The only reason Wang Yue had "serviced" the other won earlier was to clear his schedule so he could spend the night with his favorite woman. He wasn’t about to give up now.
As he spoke, his hand slid between her thighs, his fingers hooking into her wet folds to tease her.
"Ah! You bad boy... Mom really is done. Go find them, okay?" Su ngyan’s body shivered as she clamped her legs shut, trying to trap his wandering hand.
"Definitely not okay. They cut their ti short because they were grateful to you for giving birth to a son with such a big dick. They left tonight for us on purpose—you can’t let their kindness go to waste," Wang Yue said, smirking.
Su ngyan huffed, "If I’d known, I never would have given birth to you! You little heartbreaker."
"Mom, you really regret having a son with a monster cock?" Wang Yue asked with a laugh. "Then why were you so worried earlier when Xin’er joked that I couldn’t get it up?"
"That’s exactly why I regret it," Su ngyan murmured. "If you’d been a girl, we wouldn’t have all this trouble. But now... you’ve made your mother addicted to this. If you ever stop working, how am I supposed to live?"
"Mom, do you really love fucking that much?" Wang Yue asked. He knew the answer, but he wanted to hear it. He could hear it ten thousand tis and never get bored; it only made him more excited.
"My sweet son, I love nothing more than fucking you. I love the feeling of my son’s big dick inside more than anything. I wish it could stay there forever. Just the two of us, never apart," she whispered passionately into his ear.
Her voice, dripping with love and lust, sent Wang Yue into a frenzy. He growled, "Mom, I can’t take it. Open your legs. I’m gonna fuck you so hard."
Those lewd words didn’t just trigger Wang Yue; they set Su ngyan off too. Her earlier pleas for rcy had been half-baked anyway.
"Son, carry to the sofa. I want to be on top. I want to look you in the eye while you fuck ."
Wang Yue carried her over and sat on the sofa at the edge of the bed. He let her straddle his waist, sliding his rod all the way in as she sat down.
The mont she bottod out, Su ngyan let out a sharp moan, wrapping her arms around his neck.
The depth of it made her feel like she was being pierced through. His cock hit her deepest spot, making her soul float. She almost climaxed the second she touched him.
Her desire was burning now. Using his shoulders for leverage, she began to bounce and grind on him with heat, her long hair flying with every movent.
She went through dozens of strokes, her body working so hard that a fine layer of sweat began to glow on her skin.
Her eyes were hooded and glazed, her moans turning soft and weak, proving that this position was hitting all her most sensitive spots.
She grit her teeth, fighting the urge to let go as she worked her body up and down his length. It was hard work, but every ti she sat down deep, she felt his cock suctioning against her core. The sensation was so good it almost made her too weak to lift herself back up for the next stroke.
Su ngyan was completely soaked, her skin glistening, her face a mask of pure pleasure. Every pore in her body seed to be breathing in the lust, her mature, fragrant scent filling the room.
Wang Yue stayed pinned against her core, savoring the feeling of almost lting into her. He used the head of his cock to grind and flick against her, subtle movents that felt more intense to her than heavy thrusting. It was a masterpiece of a "mother-son battle."
She felt the electricity of his grinding hitting her center, turning her limbs to jelly. Eventually, she lost the strength to keep bouncing. She collapsed against his chest, her hips just swirling and grinding in weak, desperate circles to keep the sensation alive.
"Oh... yes... mmm... good boy... you’re... you’re amazing... I’m flying... ah..."
Wang Yue’s hands were busy too, kneading her high, firm breasts. They were slick and soft, the tactile sensation driving him wild.
Su ngyan was already dazed, her waist rolling as she neared the edge. Between the grinding below and his hands molding her chest, she felt like she was being consud by fire.
Finally, she broke. Her walls collapsed into a frantic climax, her essence gushing out in thick waves. The release made her feel like she was dissolving into him.
Her body was out of control. Even though she’d just spent herself and had no strength left, Wang Yue’s wandering hands kept reigniting the flas.
Her body began to move on its own again, reacting to his touch. Her core, where he was still working, wouldn’t stop pulsing and leaking over him. He sucked and sucked at her sensitivity until she was seeing stars.
All she could do was arch her back, offering her breasts for his kisses, while her hips continued a weak, rhythmic shake.
"Ah... ah... nnh... I’m gonna... I’m gonna go again... oh!"
She went limp in his arms, totally paralyzed by the pleasure. Sensing her internal "vacuum" pulsing, Wang Yue decided to extend the session.
He took the "Primal Yin" energy he’d stored earlier and channeled it back into her through their connection.
Using the energy this way didn’t help his cultivation, but it acted like a shot of adrenaline for her. It restored her essence and wiped away her fatigue.
Su ngyan felt the rush of strength returning to her limbs.
She was moved—her son’s devotion made her want to satisfy him until she literally died. If he was this greedy for her, she’d give him everything. She wanted him to fuck her into a coma.
Wang Yue gently lifted her full body and laid her back on the bed. He cupped her flushed face. Seeing her close her eyes and tilt her head back, offering herself up completely, made him even more excited. He leaned down, capturing her vibrant lips and forcing his way past them.
As their tongues tangled, he shared his breath and his strength, drinking in the sweetness of her mouth.
Su ngyan could only follow his lead, her tongue dancing with his as she lost herself in him once more.
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