Wang Yue felt his mother’s tender walls co alive, the velvet flesh surrounding his massive rod pulsing and trembling uncontrollably.
Wave after wave of her essence surged from her core against him.
Driven by a stimulation far more intense than any other woman’s climax, Wang Yue felt a roar in his mind as a torrent of scalding-hot seed geysered into his mother’s still-contracting, needy slit.
God, it felt incredible! It turned out nothing beat the feeling of fucking your own mother.
This wasn’t favoritism; Su ngyan was simply a marvel. Not only was she a beauty for the ages, but her body was built differently, making it impossible to ever truly walk away.
As her climax receded, Su ngyan regained a shred of clarity.
Feeling her son’s thick rod still buried deep inside her sensitive core, the forbidden thrill made her slit itch with fresh desire. She wanted him to use that monster cock to ravage her all over again.
When exactly had this blurred line with her son started? It had to be that ti in the bathroom.
She cast a sultry look at him and whispered, "Sweet son, carry to the bathroom, okay? I want to relive the feeling of the first ti we stood naked before each other."
"You got it," Wang Yue agreed instantly. But instead of pulling out, he pulled her arms around his neck, gripped her slender waist, and stood up abruptly with a powerful heave.
The sudden loss of footing made Su ngyan instinctively wrap her limbs tight around his body.
However, most of her weight was now concentrated right on her crotch. Because of the angle, Wang Yue’s massive head slamd past her cervix, burying itself deep within her womb.
"Ah...!" The overwhelming pleasure pulled a long, shaky moan from her.
She shifted her hips slightly, hunting for more of that sensation, even as her mouth voiced a contradictory complaint, "You bad boy... that’s too deep. Take your naughty dick out, or you’re going to fuck your mother to death!"
Wang Yue ignored her half-hearted pleas. Holding her heavy backside with both hands, he began to walk toward the bathroom step by step.
With every stride he took, his massive head hamred against her tender core.
The impact made her eyes roll back, but a lingering sense of maternal dignity made her bite her lip hard, trying to stifle the screams.
Of course, holding it in only made the pleasure feel more explosive.
Once in the bathroom, he held her under the showerhead. He kept his rhythm going while he adjusted the temperature.
As the warm water cascaded over them, he didn’t bother cleaning up; instead, he pinned her gorgeous fra against the smooth, tiled wall.
Holding her jade-like legs tightly around his waist, he began to hamr into her with primal force.
Due to the posture, every thrust hit ho with agonizing depth. The water washed away the natural lubrication, increasing the friction between his shaft and her walls. It sent Su ngyan over the edge.
Maternal dignity was long gone now; she bucked her hips wildly against the wall, wailing without sha, "Oh god... you little devil... mmm... yes! My sweet son... you’re hitting it... oh... you’re killing ! Nngh... yes... my darling son... you’re so good at this... harder... fuck harder! Darling... son... Mom’s never... never been this happy... oh... it feels so good... ah!"
Her tight channel was stretched to bursting. Her nectar flowed like a spring, only to be washed away by the warm spray from above. Because she was so exceptionally tight, the bright red lining of her entrance would occasionally get dragged in and out with his movents—a sight that made Wang Yue’s heart race. anwhile, her slender waist twisted and her full, white backside t his every lunge.
Wang Yue eventually slowed the pace, driving his thick rod in with slow, deliberate thrusts. Su ngyan, finally catching her breath, whispered, "Yes... just keep it slow for a bit. I love the feeling of you being inside . Promise , son... you’ll always fuck like this, okay?"
"Of course," Wang Yue nodded. "My biggest wish in life was to get inside you. Today I finally made it. Mom, you’re the best."
She looked into his handso face with pure devotion. Basking in the gentle friction, she said emotionally, "I regret it so much now... waiting until today to let you in. All that ti, wasted."
Wang Yue slowed down even more, but he used his powerful chest to crush her magnificent breasts against the wall. He smiled slightly. "It’s not too late. We have all the ti in the world. I’ll fuck your little slit every single day, alright?"
"Sweet boy, promise ... even after you get married one day, don’t ignore . I don’t think I could go on living without you."
Looking toward the future, she felt a pang of worry. Most of her maternal love had already morphed into romantic obsession; she couldn’t imagine a life where he wasn’t her lover.
Wang Yue stopped moving and looked his goddess of a mother straight in the eye. "That goes without saying. No matter how many won I have, you’ll always be my favorite. But I can’t give you all my love... does that make you feel slighted?"
Su ngyan gave a tender laugh. "Silly child, why would I care about that? As long as you’re happy, I’m happy. Besides, I actually want you to get more won soon. Your dick is just too much—if it was just , you’d probably fuck into an early grave! Now, son... my pussy is itching again. Hurry up and fuck !"
As she spoke, she rolled her hips, making his massive rod grind against her internals.
Driven wild by her words, Wang Yue lost it. He went back to work in her tight, tender channel, but this ti it was different.
Knowing her body could handle it now, he used every ounce of his strength. Every lunge felt like he was trying to knock her straight through the wall. His rod slamd into her cervix with every single hit.
This was the first ti she had experienced his full, unrestrained power. It drove her into a frenzy.
She bucked her ass frantically to match him, her mouth a non-stop stream of lewd cries, "Oh! Oh! Use more force... kill with it... ah! My big-dick son... I’m begging you... fuck your mother to death! Ah... nnh... it’s so good... so perfect... yes... right there! Mmm... that’s it... harder... oh no... it’s happening... I’m gonna go! I’m gonna leak! Ah!"
With one final, hysterical shriek, her body went into violent convulsions as her essence erupted.
Unable to hold back any longer, the pleasure of her climax broke Wang Yue’s dam. He let out a low growl, and ropes of seed blasted—seemingly without end—into her contracting slit. The sheer, involuntary ecstasy of it made him tremble.
In the throes of her climax, Su ngyan felt him shaking and thought he was exhausted. She whispered quickly, "My sweet boy, take a break. We have the whole night. I’m yours to fuck however you want, just don’t wear yourself out."
Only after he had filled her womb so full that her lower belly actually looked slightly distended did Wang Yue stop. He stood up straight and grinned.
"I’m fine. I’m just feeling amazing. If I only had that much in , how could I ever keep my dear mother satisfied?" He gave a few hard thrusts with his already re-hardening rod just to show her exactly how much stamina he had.
Seeing that he was still raring to go, Su ngyan felt relieved. However, she stopped his next thrust. "Sweet boy, pull it out for a second, okay? You shot so much inside... Mom’s feeling a little too full down there."
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