Sliding into the wet vagina of my loving mother (family incest adult novel)

My mother, Fang Min, is a beautiful and kind woman in her early thirties.

At a very young age, she lost the happy life of a girl, became pregnant, had children, and started living the life of a wife and mother.

When Mom was fifteen, Dad seduced her at a bonfire party, raped her, took her virginity, and made her pregnant with me.

And my sister was born a year after their wedding.

My father works in a mine and is quite a male chauvinist.

After he was promoted to a small leader, he developed a drinking problem. He often drank until he passed out and had to be helped to bed by my mother, me and other people in the family.

But after drinking too much, he did not beat or scold anyone at home. Therefore, considering other things, it can be said that he was actually good to Mom, and it was obvious that Mom also loved Dad. However, I often felt that there was always a hint of melancholy in Mom's eyes.

Of course, at that time, I didn’t understand why my mother was unhappy.

Compared with other families, our family's financial situation can be considered upper-middle class, and my mother never has to work outside to support the family expenses.

Whenever I have the chance, I often help my mother with housework.

Dad was always at the mine, which gave me more time to spend with Mom.

When she has problems, she often comes to me for help; and I always try my best to make her happy.

I can see that my mother likes me being around her, as it helps to alleviate the fatigue of doing housework and the loneliness and emptiness when my father is not at home.

My father always goes out early and comes back late, and nine times out of ten he is drunk when he comes back.

I feel that romance has long left their marriage. Most of the time, he is either busy doing work or attending meetings, and then drinking. In this situation, my mother is often lonely.

However, I believe that Dad still cares about Mom. They sometimes joke with each other or tease each other, but most of the time they are always silent when they are together.

After graduating from high school, I started working. At the same time, I also found a job driving a taxi for others, hoping to have extra money to supplement the family income.

But this also meant that I didn't have time to date a girlfriend or engage in other social activities that ordinary young boys are keen on.

There is nothing special in my life. Sometimes it’s good, and sometimes it’s bad. I’m just like an ordinary person.

At night, when everyone else in the family went to bed, my mother and I often sat at the kitchen table and chatted. I knew that my mother liked my company, and over time, my mother and I became very close. She would even hug me and whisper to me that my existence was like the sunshine that illuminated her life.

I was a precocious child and knew a lot of things about men and women that should have been just vague at my age.

When I turned sixteen, I began to see my mother in a new light. I discovered that she was, in fact, a woman, and a very beautiful one.

My mother has long black hair.

When she let her hair down, it fell to her waist like a black waterfall.

She has a well-proportioned figure and plump breasts; a pair of beautiful eyes that are charming and attractive; her skin is delicate and fair; and although she has given birth to two children, she still has a charming waist and plump buttocks.

We talked about almost everything when we talked. I told my mother my favorite star and she told me about her life before she got married.

When she talked about those carefree days, she was still fascinated, but my mother told me that she did not regret her marriage, because this marriage gave her the most important thing in her life, that is, her two children, especially me, whom she loved so much.

My mother is a woman who is very attractive to me.

So when there was no one around, I touched my mother's body intentionally or unintentionally, consciously praised her figure, and complimented my mother's appearance, saying that even though she had our two children, she was still a very charming woman.

These compliments usually make my mother blush, but she still accepts them with a smile.

Later on, when I went home every day, I would always bring her some flowers or desserts. When I had a day off on Sunday, I would ask my mother to go out to see a movie with me.

In the cinema, I always liked to lean towards my mother or hold her warm hand, intentionally or unintentionally, and then, when she wasn't paying attention, I would quickly climb onto her shoulders.

At this time, my mother would naturally lean back and rest her head on my shoulder.

I know that my mother is looking forward to the day when I take her to the movies. After the movie, I like to sit with my mother in a small park nearby for a while, where we can look at the night view of the entire town and say some playful and intimate words to each other.

One day, my mother said to me: Son, isn’t it time for you to find a partner? You're almost seventeen.

At this time, I didn't consider the consequences and said directly: Mom, I don't want to marry another woman, I just want to be with you forever. Mom was obviously surprised and turned to stare at me in disbelief.

After a while, her dazed gaze silently moved to the distance.

I felt very guilty, so I pulled her to my chest and hugged her tightly. My mother's two unusually plump breasts pressed tightly against my cheeks, which made my heart surge. My mother whispered: Son, let's go home.

After this incident, my mother no longer agreed to go to the cinema with me, but told me that I should find a girl of the same age as me to go to the movies with.

This Tuesday, when no one else was at home, I begged my mother again.

Unexpectedly, she said nothing, but just nodded.

I was overjoyed and went forward and hugged my mother. She didn't refuse and gently leaned her head on my shoulder.

I stroked my mother's pink back silently but very gently, my hands gently sliding across her snow-white shoulders and back, while my mother lay motionless, leaning on my shoulder.

I leaned over and kissed my mother's slender and lovely snow-white neck and earlobes, then slowly moved up to her face. Finally, I bravely pressed my lips against my mother's lips.

My mother did not push me away. When her soft lips finally responded, I almost jumped for joy. From then on, the flowers I brought back for my mother always resulted in a gentle kiss on the cheek. When we were alone together, the long-lost hug returned. The difference from before was that I could now boldly caress my mother's back and occasionally kiss her plump lips.

In the days leading up to our Sunday date, Mom quickly reverted to her old self, impatient and restless.

My sister noticed it too and asked her with a smile why she was so restless. To this, the mother simply said that she wanted to go to the movies with her son.

On Sunday night, my mother wore a very sexy dress.

Despite having given birth to two children, her figure is still as slim as that of a girl. Although the clothes are not very tight, the effect is very good. Against the backdrop of her full breasts and plump buttocks, the mother's delicate figure, which is nearly 40 years old but still good, is cleverly highlighted.

With a light layer of makeup, my mother looked very young, and I was immediately conquered by her stunning beauty.

On the way to the cinema, my mother was the focus of all the men in the town. She was met with so many pairs of astonished gazes. As a son, I felt very proud.

The movie that night was a romantic love drama, and as usual, I naturally put my hands on my mother's shoulders, and my mother also leaned her head on my shoulder.

I kissed her cheek from time to time.

After watching the movie, we went to the park we often go to. The temperature outside was relatively cool.

My mother took the initiative to snuggle in my arms.

A feeling of happiness arises spontaneously in my heart.

My mother's soft hands gently stroked my cheeks. She held my face and said softly: I am so glad that I gave birth to a good son who loves me so much. I smiled and pulled my mother into my arms and hugged her tightly.

Unable to bear the passion in my heart, I suddenly lowered my head and kissed my mother's rosy lips wildly and desperately.

My mother didn't move, but just leaned passively in my arms, her body trembling slightly.

I kissed her delicate lips desperately, and the feelings of joy and possession grew stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, my mother opened her tightly clenched teeth, stuck out her tongue, and entangled it fiercely with the tip of my tongue.

I was overjoyed and sucked my mother's tongue hard, swallowing her sweet saliva in big gulps.

My excited tongue tip roamed wildly in her mouth.

My mother couldn't help but moan softly as I kissed her wildly.

Seizing this opportunity to make a breakthrough, I madly kissed the beautiful woman in my arms, my biological mother.

From her face, her bright eyes, her moon-like nose, to her snow-white breasts and translucent earlobes, and then back to my mother's warm red lips, I picked up her small lilac tongue and played with it at will.

I tried my hand for the first time, using the tip of my tongue to explore areas of my mother that had never been explored by my father.

Perhaps Mom had never been kissed by a man like this before, and the desire in her heart was slowly ignited.

She went from being passive at the beginning to responding to me with the same passion, kissing me.

Just like that, we hugged each other and kissed passionately for a long time.

We reluctantly separated until we were out of breath, gazing at each other affectionately.

The passion in my heart cannot calm down for a long time.

My mother suddenly turned her head and whispered: It's time to go home. I drove home reluctantly, but my mother still leaned her head on my shoulder naturally.

Through the rearview mirror, I secretly caught a glimpse of a happy smile on my mother's lips.

The passion in my heart was rekindled and I decided to take bolder action.

I suddenly stopped the car to the side of the road, braked, and facing my mother, whose face was filled with astonishment, I once again wildly kissed her delicate lips. At the same time, I resolutely reached out to her chest and tentatively kneaded her breasts through her clothes, which had nurtured me when I was a baby and were still full and round.

When her breasts were suddenly caressed by a man, especially her own son, the mother, who had many years of experience in married life, knew what would happen next. She couldn't accept it for a moment. Her whole body trembled violently. She pushed me away forcefully, panting: Son, we are mother and son, we can't do this.

However, I ignored her objection and took advantage of the narrow space in the car to force my way forward and kissed her red lips again, blocking her words with my tongue. At the same time, my right hand reached into my mother's clothes, lifted her bra and rubbed her plump breasts vigorously.

My mother's mature breasts feel great to the touch. They are two heavy balls of flesh that twist into various shapes under my pressure and are full of elasticity.

Her nipples slowly stood up under the strong stimulation of my palms. After feeling the long-lost sexual stimulation, my mother changed from her original resistance and struggle to gradually emitting sweet hums, and began to respond to my kisses enthusiastically.

In this way, I played with my mother's breasts for a long time, and I could no longer control myself and was about to attack my mother's lower body.

My mother suddenly broke free from my embrace, lowered her head, and ordered: Son, it's time to go home.

Looking at my mother's blushing cheeks and slightly trembling shoulders, I answered reluctantly with an unsatisfactory answer.

When I got home, the house was quiet and everyone else was asleep.

As usual, I thought Dad must be drunk again.

So without waiting to walk into the living room downstairs, I began to hug my mother and kiss her red lips madly.

At first, my mother protested: Don't do that, you will wake up the others.

Mom, we were just kissing. What if we wake someone up? What if we are discovered? Suddenly, an idea came to my mind and I whispered, "Mom, go to my room. We can lock the door. Dad must be drunk. He won't know where you have been."

After a few seconds of silence, I almost thought that my mother was going to turn around and leave, but unexpectedly, she sighed, nodded, and finally succumbed to the unreasonable request of her son.

You go wait for me in the room first, I'll go see your father and come over.

I paced back and forth anxiously in the room. The door was gently pushed open, and my mother came in, gently closed the door, lowered her head and sighed: "Son, your father is drunk again.

I don't think we should do this.

My mother sighed softly and said: I don't want to betray your father. My mother sighed quietly and stood beside me with resentment and longing, staring at my biological son who seemed so familiar and yet suddenly strange to me.

I couldn't help myself because of my mother's expression. I hugged her, lay down on the bed, and started kissing her passionately.

She also kissed me back.

I know that from tonight my mother will become my closest lover in the world.

The kiss became more and more passionate, and I could feel my mother's excitement under her thin cotton underwear.

My eager hands were busy trying to touch my mother's entire body, sometimes I was kneading her breasts and pinching her nipples from the front, sometimes I was caressing her round buttocks from behind. Slowly, my mother's body became relaxed from stiffness under my continuous caress.

Son, Mom is so scared, she still has some concerns.

Mom, don't be afraid, my son has grown up, I will love you well. The mother took the initiative to lean against my strong chest and gently kissed my son's cheek.

I trembled as I unbuttoned my mother's blouse and quickly pulled it off, kissing her lips more passionately. After removing her blouse, I saw my mother's plump snow-white breasts wrapped in a simple cotton bra, trembling with her breathing, which was very attractive. In the dim light, her naked skin looked even whiter.

I took a deep breath and reached behind my mother to unhook her bra.

For the first time, my mother's mature and plump breasts were fully presented in front of my eyes. Her breast milk was full and round, and her nipples were small, pink and attractive.

The fragrance of a mature woman wafts towards me.

My mother had no intention of resisting my actions. She just whispered: Son, think about your father and the ancestors in the ancestral hall. This time, we have gone too far. I held my mother's lips tightly to stop her last hesitation.

Holding her tightly with my arms, my mother's towering breasts were pressed naked against my chest. Her nipples stimulated my sexual nerves. I hummed softly and instinctively reached out to hold them in my hands and rubbed them. After a while, the tender nipples stood up from the areola, very cute and charming. Suddenly, the feeling of childhood came to my heart. I couldn't help but lower my head to suck and kiss the pink nipples hard, licking them gently with the tip of my tongue from time to time, and sucking them lightly with my teeth.

My mother's body kept twisting under me as I teased her, and she let out a series of moans from time to time.

I lowered my head and kissed down to her belly, licking her tiny belly button, imagining the wonderful feeling that had been conceived there many years ago when our brother and I were conceived.

After repeated intimate contacts, my mother seemed to feel happy and unconsciously pushed her snow-white body towards me.

I licked the sweat beads oozing from my mother's skin, savoring the slightly salty taste, making my mother moan with joy that was almost like crying under me. Then, I began to stroke her long, beautiful legs up and down.

My mother's thighs are as smooth as satin, very soft and feel great to the touch.

Following the curve of her beautiful legs, my hand gradually moved up to the root of her thigh, where I touched her panties, which were a set with her bra, both made of white cotton.

I concentrated on kissing and sucking my mother's sweet lips, prying open her lips with my tongue, allowing her to moan passionately in a series of passionate kisses. Her whole body completely relaxed, and unknowingly, she slightly parted her legs, opening her most private part to me.

I just can't believe it.

My mother, the mother who gave birth to me and raised me, is now like a blooming lily, waiting for me to pick her.

Through the rough cotton cloth, I groped for the crack of my mother's vagina and rubbed it gently. Soon, the white panties were soaked with honey.

I stood up, quickly took off my clothes, then slid from my mother's body to her crotch and buried my head there.

Now, my mother's vagina, which I have been longing for for a long time, is so close to me, and it still exudes an intoxicating mature fragrance. It is faintly visible through a thin layer of cotton cloth, and occasionally a few tempting pubic hairs can be seen.

I took a deep breath, buried my head between my mother's legs, and licked her vagina with my tongue through her panties, while admiring the beautiful scenery of my mother's vagina from time to time.

The tip of my tongue pushed my mother's panties into the gap between her honey lips, and through the cloth, I sucked hard on the honey that kept oozing out.

Under the stimulation of my tongue, my mother twisted her body hard.

Then I pulled the sides of her panties down, which really made her body tremble.

She pushed my head away with force, trying to hold the last line of defense: I kissed her fragrant black hair, her watery eyes, and finally kissed her lips again.

This time, my mother softened in my arms, then began to kiss me back with her lips open, and the tongues of mother and son entangled together and sucked each other.

Seeing that the time was ripe, I reached down again and pulled off the last piece of cloth covering my mother's body. This time, my mother did not resist at all. But at the moment her lower body was exposed, she instinctively reached out to cover her thighs, trying to block her son's beast-like burning gaze.

I gently but firmly pulled my mother's hand away and stared at the lush black jungle and the pink and trembling vaginal flesh.

I felt like I was in a dream. My mother turned her face away shyly, and I took the opportunity to leave my first lip print on her clitoris and labia.

My mother trembled and stood up, with her plump breasts raised, and she held up my head and kissed me gently.

I rubbed my mother's clitoris with my hands while gently biting her plump breasts and pink nipples, and my fingers slid into my mother's already wet vagina.

It all seemed like a wet dream. My mother's vagina was already very wet. I moved my mouth to the root of her thighs, kissed her labia majora, and then moved upwards, teasingly biting her clitoris.

Under the stimulation of my whole body, Fang Min, my good mother, kept moaning with pleasure, immersed in the surging pleasure brought to her by her own son.

After kissing for a while, he pushed open the two sweet lips with his tongue, breathing in the delicate feminine scent, and occasionally raised his head to appreciate the seductive scenery of his mother's private parts.

I used my fingers to pull apart my mother's labia and saw a small pink hole above the vaginal opening. It turned out that was where my mother urinated.

My mother's vagina exudes a strong and attractive mature woman's scent that makes me completely obsessed. I gently lick every part of my mother's vulva with the tip of my tongue several times, and then extend the tip of my tongue into her vagina to scrape and lick her vaginal wall, especially the labia minora around the vagina.

My face was covered with the passionate vaginal fluid of my beloved mother, which made me feel very excited.

Every time my tongue moved to my mother's most sensitive clitoris, she couldn't help but scream.

Then I inserted a finger into her vagina and started thrusting it quickly, while still sucking and kissing her clitoris.

The mature and beautiful middle-aged woman's breathing became more and more rapid. I kept stimulating her clitoris. My mother's vagina was flooded with vaginal fluid, soaking my fingers in the wet honey.

I used my fingers to thrust quickly and continuously in my mother's vagina, and the number of fingers increased from one to two. Finally, with an uncontrollable sharp scream, my mother arched her snow-white body, and then her whole body began to spasm.

I pretended not to hear and continued to stimulate her, knowing with joy that I had brought my beloved mother to orgasm.

After a long while, my mother stood up and hugged me tightly, rubbing her firm breasts against my chest, panting shyly, and whispered: Son, I have never been so happy in my life.

My mother gently hugged my neck and kissed my lips, then shyly reached down, held my penis, and slowly stroked it, guiding her son's penis to the root of her thighs, rubbing her wet labia up and down. I closed my eyes, and my swollen glans touched the wet hole of my mother, jumping with excitement. I couldn't wait to insert it. As if to silently express her consent, my mother spread her thighs to the sides and placed my penis at the entrance of her vagina.

I gazed into the depths of her eyes, which were full of love, and I knew that she had decided to give her body and soul to me completely.

Finally, my mother aimed my penis at her vaginal opening, and I inserted it into her body.

With my mother's suppressed moan of pleasure, I finally returned to the place where she gave birth to me and raised me. I was immersed in incomparable happiness.

I felt my penis tightly contained by my mother's wet and warm vaginal opening. I really wanted to thrust it out, but I wanted to prolong this hard-earned moment of happiness.

Because I know that when you want to have sex too much, you will often ejaculate prematurely after penetration.

I want to insert my penis into the mother's body and calm down for a while before thrusting again. I will thrust my hard penis deeply into the deepest part of my mother's vagina every time, so that she can feel the super sexual pleasure that she has never experienced when having sex with her father. She will need me more in the future and cannot live without me.

And for a boy of my age, my penis is very long and thick, and my mother's vagina is like a petal, blooming for her son's hot penis when I thrust into it.

At this time, my mother also tried her best to raise her lower body to accommodate my penis, so that my penis could reach deep into her vagina.

Despite having given birth to two children, my mother's vagina is still very tight, and the muscles on the inner wall of the vagina tightly wrap around my penis like a pair of pliers.

Makes me feel very comfortable.

I could feel that my mother was still a little nervous, and I had to make her feel relaxed, so I used my imagination and thought of my mother, who was lying beneath me with her legs spread apart for me to penetrate, as the woman who looked like my mother and whom I had always wanted to rape. So I hugged my mother's ass, raised my penis and thrust hard, with the base of my penis hitting my mother's clitoris each time. My mother gradually forgot about her nervousness under my wild thrusting, and let out a happy moan. Her hands began to gently stroke my naked back. I thrust harder with the incestuous excitement of maternal love, especially when my mother raised her ass and crossed her legs behind me and gripped my hips, I knew she wanted me to penetrate deeper.

I kept thrusting into my mother's body, kissing her breasts with my lips from time to time and licking her nipples with my tongue. I felt extremely excited all over. My mother hugged me tighter and often lifted her hips to meet the impact of my penis. I straightened my legs and tensed every nerve in my body, so that my penis became harder.

I hugged my beloved mother tightly and tried to have sex with her deeper and deeper. I did this for more than ten minutes. My mother let out another long moan and her body stiffened. At the same time, she clasped my hips with her hands and dug her ten fingers into my back. The penis in her vagina was also tightly clamped by the warm tender flesh. My penis could clearly feel the rhythmic contraction of the mother's vaginal wall. Once or twice, I knew that my mother had reached orgasm but I still didn't stop thrusting, and the clamped penis continued to push in.

I felt a warm sensation on my glans, and I knew it was my mother's vaginal fluid overflowing. My mother's tongue drilled into my mouth and stirred my tongue tip frantically. I felt all the cells in my body dispersed, and then the bottom of my penis tightened, and a hot current began to flow up from the soles of my feet, and the opening of the glans also felt sore and numb.

I quickly thrust a few more times, and streams of hot virgin semen shot into my mother's vagina. My whole body felt weak and sore, and I lay on my mother's body, panting, motionless. After a while, I felt the semen in my penis begin to flow back out.

In this way, my mother and I entangled together, caressing each other, enjoying the afterglow of the climax.

After a while, the penis became hard again in my mother's vagina, and I gently thrust it in and out.

This time, because it was more soothing, we lasted a long time and finally reached orgasm together.

That night, we had sex four times. After our last time, my mother whispered in my ear shyly: Son, yours is so big and powerful. I have never had such an experience when having sex with your father.

Mom has almost forgotten when was the last time she was this happy.

Thank you so much for allowing my mother, who is in her thirties, to still enjoy such happiness. My mother's praise makes me feel proud to be a man.

The first time I had with my mother, she was more satisfied than all the times she had sex with my father since they got married.

No wonder Mom has lost her affection for Dad. It’s because Dad can no longer give Mom an orgasm. I was secretly very proud of myself. Mom and I kissed for a while and said some sweet words. Then she stood up and wiped her lower body clean.

Mom put on her bra and clothes, then quietly walked out of my room.

The next day, when I woke up, everything from last night seemed to have dissipated like fog.

As if nothing had happened last night, when the family sat around the dining table eating breakfast, my mother behaved surprisingly coldly. Not only did she not speak to me, she also avoided making eye contact with me.

When my father and sister left home for work and school respectively, I stayed in the room on the pretext of feeling unwell, playing with the white panties that were stained with my mother's honey, and waiting quietly.

Not long after, the door opened and my mother walked in as I wished.

Glancing at the underwear in my hand, my mother's face immediately turned red with shame, and she said in a trembling voice: Son, we can't repeat the sin of last night.

The feeling last night did make me very happy. Mom will always remember everything we once had, but Mom is a married woman after all, and she is your biological mother.

Moreover, you will get married and have children in the future to continue our family line.

We can't do the wrong thing anymore.

I protested loudly and pulled her into my arms: I tried to kiss her, but Mom turned her head, broke away from my arms, and shook her head, "No, son."

With tears in her eyes, the mother whispered: Because you are my son.

My mother's tears were already flowing, but she still left me. From then on, the relationship between us cooled down. I could see that my mother's decision made her very painful. Time passed quickly, and several months of efforts were in vain. I almost gave up hope of repairing our relationship.

My mother was busy looking for a partner for me. She contacted everyone she could find and asked them if they had any good girls. She also checked some random books to see if our horoscopes were compatible. If they were, she would arrange for us to meet.

I felt very painful because the only woman I loved was my mother, but she cruelly pushed me away from her.

Finally I chose a girl because I thought she looked a bit like my mother, and the engagement date was set.

With the appearance of this future daughter-in-law.

Some strange things happened. My mother's attitude towards me became different from before. She became like a jealous woman. If I made any small mistake, she would scold me.

The next day, when we were alone at home, my mother said: Son, let's go to the movies again on Sunday, okay? My mother dressed up carefully for our outing. I could hardly believe that the beautiful woman sitting next to me was my mother.

After watching the movie, we came back to that place that belonged to the two of us. I hugged my mother in my arms again. She didn't refuse, and we began to kiss passionately.

My hands began to wander all over my mother's body. From her tightly clamped legs, I could tell that she was excited.

In this way, we were intimate for about an hour before we reluctantly separated.

When we got home, just like last time, Dad and sister had already fallen asleep.

Wait for me in your room, I'll go see your dad.

Mom said softly.

When she came into the room, I had already taken off my clothes and was lying on the bed.

Mom turned around, locked the door, walked towards me, and the mother and son began a long-awaited passionate kiss.

I almost roughly stripped off my mother's clothes, pressed her under me, kissed every inch of her delicate skin, and played with and sucked her big breasts lovingly for a long time.

Holding her round buttocks tightly with both hands, I spread her legs and licked her clitoris and labia wildly. When my mother's vaginal fluid was secreted enough, I used my fingers to frantically penetrate her vagina. Just when she was about to orgasm, I turned over and straddled my mother, holding my iron-hard penis, and pressed it against her vaginal opening. I pushed forward hard, and my penis easily penetrated the deep of my mother's already very wet vagina.

I held my mother's round buttocks and fucked her hard.

Thinking that this might be the last time I had sex with my mother, I used all my strength every time and went all the way in.

My mother let me play with her body at will. She tried her best to cater to my movements. Every time my penis thrust in and out, she would tilt her head back and moan softly, as if giving me silent encouragement.

We made love to our heart's content in bed. I tried my best to control myself from ejaculating in order to prolong the intercourse, and to my utmost enjoy the pleasure brought by the intercourse between mother and son.

At this time, my mother and I had completely lost all our scruples and were trying every possible way to fully enjoy the sexual pleasure brought by each other's bodies.

Sometimes my mother would straddle me and actively respond to my thrusts, and sometimes I would crawl behind her, insert my penis into her vagina in an animal-like manner, and play with her breasts with my hands.

In this way, we kept changing positions. After more than an hour of crazy sexual intercourse, I finally injected my hot semen into my mother's warm and slippery vagina.

My mother also reached orgasm with a series of sweet moans, and her face was filled with a satisfied, long-lost smile.

Son, you are awesome.

My mother couldn't help but praise me.

Mom, are you still going to force me to get married? I asked her with some uneasiness.

Son, mom loves you. As your wedding date gets closer, mom can’t stand it anymore. I feel like I’m going crazy. I know I’m jealous. Mom loves you more than anything else in this world.

The love I have for you is not only that of a mother for her son, but also the love I have for a lover. From now on, mom will never let you leave me, not even for a second.

Mom murmured.

I hugged my mother again, rubbed her round breasts, letting the pair of plump balls gradually swell, and then kissed her swollen nipples.

My mother hugged my back tightly, turned over, adjusted her position, and sat on my waist until my penis was completely buried in her love nest. Then she kissed me passionately, twisting her plump buttocks up and down.

Son, this is great.

But our union must be a secret between us, mother and son. Your father and your sister cannot know about it, otherwise we can't be together.

Looking at his beloved mother who was breathing heavily on his body, his eyes were filled with infinite love and obsession.

I suddenly hugged my mother's snow-white buttocks with both hands and started thrusting hard, from slow to fast, from deep to shallow, until my mother's vagina was filled with vaginal fluid, but I had no intention of ejaculating at all.

More than ten minutes passed, then an hour passed, and suddenly, my mother's whole body trembled and she leaned forward on me.

Her lips quickly pressed against my mouth, her sweet tongue entangled with mine like crazy, and whimpering sounds came from her mouth.

I knew that my mother was about to reach orgasm, so I quickly turned over and pressed her under me, letting my penis thrust rapidly in her vagina.

Her beautiful, plump body trembled with each thrust of my penis. Her breasts swayed, her hips swayed, and her labia opened and closed to take in and out my penis freely and smoothly.

Seeing all this, how can I not love my biological mother? Suddenly, my body was hugged tightly by my mother, and the glans of my penis strongly felt the violent contraction of my mother's vaginal wall.

Her body kept trembling with the contraction of her vagina. When the waves of pleasure ran through her body, my mother finally cried out in a low voice.

At the same time, my penis also poked forcefully into her uterus, spraying a large amount of my semen inside, filling the love nest of my mother that had nurtured me with incest seeds.

After the frenzy, we hugged and caressed each other, and my mother's lower body was still connected to me and didn't want to separate.

After a long time, she pushed me down on the bed and began to kiss me all over. When she kissed between my legs, my mother resolutely put my penis in her mouth, licked my glans and coronal sulcus with the tip of her tongue, and kept stroking my penis with her fingers. I looked at my mother's lewd appearance and kept playing with her breasts with my hands.

Finally, under this obscene visual stimulation, my penis couldn't bear it any longer under my mother's loving blowjob. I moaned and milky white semen spurted out of my mother's mouth.

My beloved mother, the most lovable mother in the world, did not think her son's semen was dirty at all. With a charming smile on her face, she swallowed all of her son's semen into her stomach, mouthful by mouthful.

Seeing this, I affectionately held my mother's lips that were stained with my semen and kissed her hard. The tips of our tongues, lubricated by my semen, sucked each other with a hissing sound.

The next morning, we drove to the suburbs and found an uninhabited wilderness grassland. We took off our clothes and spread them under my mother. We used the ground as a bed and the sky as a blanket. After a passionate kiss, we had crazy and long sex naked in nature.

Several times, my penis ejaculated semen crazily in my mother's body, and my mother had continuous orgasms due to me. Her suppressed whimpering on weekdays naturally turned into loud shouts in the deserted wilderness.

It was the first time in my life that I heard my mother's moans so sweet and beautiful.

Stimulated by her moans, we made love over and over again. When I was tired, I lay on my mother's body to rest for a while, with my penis still inserted in her vagina.

In this way, my mother's vagina was continuously penetrated by me, and it was full of vaginal fluid all day long and had never been dry.

We try our best to release the most primitive wildness of human beings in nature and enjoy the extraordinary happiness brought to us by the extraordinary sexual love between mother and child.

It was not until sunset that we reluctantly separated, put on our clothes, and hurried back home.

That night, my mother and I had sex non-stop.

Maybe it was because of the week of abstinence, or maybe the wooden tiger really worked wonders, but that night my sexual ability was amazing and I ejaculated five times in a row into my mother's womb. I hope my mother can get pregnant with my child as soon as possible.

Finally, I put on my clothes, held my naked mother in my arms, and wanted to take her to the small river not far away to wash.

When we got to the river, I found a secluded spot, put my mother on the ground, and spread out the dress with a bright red hem and a phoenix pattern.

The moonlight was very bright at night. My mother's skin was very white, and even had a soft pearl-like luster under the moonlight, and it was very clear.

Although my mother and I have had sex many times, this is the first time I have carefully appreciated the feminine beauty of my beloved mother.

Mom closed her eyes shyly and asked me to help her up.

My mother's breasts were a little sagging due to breastfeeding us two siblings. Although not very big, her nipples were rosy and upright. They hung gracefully on her chest, drawing a soft curve under the moonlight. Her buttocks were smooth and still elastic, her belly was tight, and her pubic hair was dark. Except for a few fish lines at the corners of her eyes, her pretty face didn't look like a woman in her early forties who already had a son and a daughter.

I feel very lucky that God arranged such a beautiful and kind woman to be my mother.

I carried her into the water, let her stand in the water, and scooped water to clean her vagina and anus.

Gradually, my hands rubbed my mother's seductive vagina. Looking at my mother's firm breasts and white buttocks, my penis became inexplicably excited again.

So I came behind my mother, the water just soaking the middle of her thighs. I grabbed her slender waist, turned her body over, and caressed her pair of plump breasts, snow-white buttocks and flesh cleft at will.

Holding the naked, firm and elastic buttocks in my hands, the feeling is indescribably wonderful.

I couldn't let go of them and played with them for a long time, sometimes squeezing them in the middle, and sometimes trying my best to pry them apart, as if I was kneading two large white doughs.

I played with it for a while, then clasped her round mound of flesh with both hands and pulled it apart.

My mother grabbed my hands and tried to stop me, but I grabbed her hands and placed them on her buttocks, rubbing them with all four of my hands.

After a while, I let go of her hands and let her spread her buttocks herself, allowing me to admire my mother's anus.

My mother's back door was tightly closed, like a chrysanthemum bud. I reached out to touch it, and her whole body tensed up. I poked it a few times, and the little chrysanthemum remained tightly closed.

My beloved mother seemed to have understood my desire. She turned around, looked at me affectionately and said: Ah Hao, do you want to insert it into mom's asshole? Yes.

I don't want to embarrass my mother, but I don't want to lie either.

My mother hesitated for a moment and said resolutely: Come on, I will give you a real wedding virginity. I was confused and at a loss.

Mom smiled coquettishly: Just think of my asshole as a virgin's vagina. I have never let your daddy insert it into it. Mom no longer has a virgin vagina to offer you, so use the first time in mom's anus to offer to my Ah Hao. After saying that, she turned around resolutely and immersed her lower body in the river water. After carefully cleaning her ass crack, she inserted her fingers into her asshole and rubbed it several times. Only then did she turn around with confidence, looked back at me affectionately, and said: Come on, my dear son, deflower your beloved wife. Then, she leaned forward again, raised her white buttocks, and opened her buttocks with her hands. The charming chrysanthemum buds were dripping with water in the moonlight, which was particularly tempting. The two plump breasts on mom's chest were swaying and bouncing on the water, which was also very cute.

I couldn't help but hug my beloved mother's beautiful buttocks. My penis also stood up due to the excitement, and rubbed it slowly in the gap between my mother's white buttocks.

My mother's little asshole squirmed shyly under the stimulation of my glans. It looked charming and cute. I couldn't help but lower my head and put my mouth close to it to lick it with my tongue.

Don't kiss there. Mom was panting softly, her beautiful naked body was trembling constantly, her breasts were shaking even more violently, and a little bit of sexual fluid was flowing out between her labia majora and minora.

Flowing into my mouth, the mature woman's flavor is slightly salty and fresh. This taste coming from deep in my mother's womb makes me so excited that my penis swells and hurts.

I forcefully pried open my mother's plump buttocks, licked the tiny chrysanthemum petals with my tongue, and drilled my tongue tip inside, continuously sending saliva into my mother's slightly bloomed pistil, making her anus fully moist and preparing for the insertion of my penis.

My mother's anus was very clean, and I couldn't taste any strange smell on the tip of my tongue. With the lubrication of my saliva, the area around my mother's anus was soon covered with juice.

My mother protested fiercely with her mouth, but more and more vaginal fluid flowed out of her vagina, and her clitoris became harder and harder. It was obvious that my licking of her vagina and anus made her sexual desire gradually increase.

My mother's body was shaking violently, and she couldn't help but moan with pleasure. Her hot sexual fluids flowed all over my face.

The pair of plump breasts on her chest were trembling, and the two nipples were obviously hard.

I licked my mother's anus with a sound of "tsk tsk". At the same time, I reached out my fingers between her legs to push aside the thick, dark pubic hair and accurately touched my mother's protruding clitoris. My fingertips kept teasing the tender clitoris and labia.

My mother moaned even louder, and the juice from her vagina flowed out in a mess, flowing down her thighs into the river.

I straightened up, held my penis, which was as thick as my mother's, dipped it in some of the vaginal fluid that overflowed from her vagina, aimed my already erect glans at my mother's already blooming anus, and slowly poked it inside.

My beloved mother let out a series of moans and her anus involuntarily contracted inward.

It can be seen that the first time her anus was penetrated by a large penis, she was indeed a little uncomfortable.

Although anal sex is more stimulating than sex in my mother's vagina, it causes my beloved mother to suffer unimaginable pain, which makes me feel very uncomfortable.

So I pulled back my penis and comforted her softly: Good mother, forget it if it doesn't work, I don't want to make you uncomfortable, I just want you to enjoy it. It is true that anal sex is much more difficult than normal vaginal sex. Mother frowned in pain, twisting her body but said to me: It's okay, the first time your father took your virginity was much more painful than this.

Just put some more saliva on it and I will try my best to relax my anus so that your baby can come in.

Good son, come and try again.

My mother put her hands on her knees, lowered her head, took a deep breath, slowly relaxed her anal sphincter, and her anus opened little by little.

It seems to be waving to me.

Seeing that my mother was so persistent, I had no choice but to bite my tongue and obey her.

The saliva is smeared on the glans, and the buttocks are separated by both hands and aimed at the anus.

Once again, he tentatively launched a new attack on his mother's anus.

Finally, amid my mother's painful sighs, I forced my glans into her relatively dry and narrow anus.

But once the glans is inserted, the feeling of friction on the tender flesh of the rectum is so pleasant that you can't stop.

I was in love and excited.

I lowered my head and kissed my mother's smooth naked back frequently, while using my fingers to rub and thrust into her clitoris, labia, and vagina. I patiently pushed forward inch by inch, watching my thick and long penis sink into my mother's anus little by little. After more than ten minutes, my thick and long penis was finally completely immersed in her round and raised buttocks.

Mom, we succeeded, I whispered excitedly, feeling indescribably excited.

My penis was tightly clamped by the sphincter in my mother's rectum. The slightest movement brought me intense pleasure, making me so excited that my penis became harder and harder.

Good son, mom finally gave you a first time, mom is so happy, mom reached out and touched my testicles, and said happily.

It seems that my mother's anus has also adapted to the insertion of my penis at this time, and the pain of the first insertion seems to have been alleviated a little.

So I relaxed, took a deep breath, suppressed the intense stimulation of my first anal sex with my beloved mother, forcibly controlled the urge to ejaculate, and began to tentatively thrust slowly.

My mother's breathing became rapid, and she began to sway her body back and forth, actively cooperating with my thrusting movements.

The originally delicate and small anus was stretched open by my penis. As my penis went in and out, the anus became convex and concave, and yellow vaginal fluid oozed out from the gap, which looked extremely obscene.

I gradually sped up my movements, enjoying my mother's big, elastic butt.

The bang, bang sound when my penis hit her butt was particularly crisp in the night sky.

After experiencing the initial pain, my mother's anus gradually adapted to the rhythm of my movements. Whenever I inserted it, she would automatically relax, allowing me to penetrate deeper; and when I pulled it out, her anus would automatically tighten, bringing me great stimulation.

Slowly, I heard a comfortable moan coming from her mouth, different from the one just now.

For a moment, a desire to conquer suddenly arose in my heart.

I gasped and clenched my teeth, as if to vent my mother's resentment for having my father occupy her body for so many years. My penis hit my mother's naked, white buttocks harder and harder.

Her body was shaking violently, her two plump and towering breasts were shaking greatly in front of her chest, and she let out a whimper of pain again.

My mother clearly felt the pain from the penis, but I ignored her like a madman, and kept squeezing her two shaking big breasts with my hands.

With loud shouts, I desperately grabbed my mother's plump buttocks, and in waves of extreme pleasure, I thrust my penis as deep as possible into my mother's asshole and ejaculated hot semen in her rectum.

After a long time, the softened penis slipped out of my mother's lovely anus.

At this time, my mother felt a slight pain in her anus. After touching the blood oozing from her anus, she felt relieved. She turned her head and looked at me with satisfaction and said: Mom gave you her first time in her anus, which is also an explanation to you as your husband.

Mom's body is yours alone, you can have it anytime you want. I lay on mom's body contentedly, breathing softly.

Under the moonlight, the semen flowing out of my mother's chrysanthemum-like anus mixed with traces of blood dripped into the river. My beloved mother's anal blood made me feel infinite guilt and love in my heart.

I suddenly turned her body over, hugged my mother tightly in my arms, and gave her the passionate kiss of my beloved son again.

My mother responded by opening her red lips and gently sucking on the tip of my tongue. Although there was no words between mother and son, we could feel the love surging in each other's hearts.

In the gurgling water, my mother and I hugged each other naked and kissed each other for a long time. Everything around us seemed to have stopped.

In the quiet night sky, the moon shyly stepped into the clouds. In the silent night, the only sound we could hear was the sucking sound of our tongues as mother and son sucked each other.

I don't know how long it was like this, until my penis became hard again from the rubbing of my mother's vaginal flesh.

I picked up my mother's legs, let her wrap them around my waist, and walked deeper into the water until the water submerged my mother's pink buttocks.

I took advantage of the buoyancy of the water to lift up my mother's buttocks with both hands, and asked her to hug my neck with her arms and lean her body back. I aimed the penis under my crotch at my mother's vagina and inserted it, then began to pump hard.

Because of the buoyancy of water, I used this position to help my mother reach orgasm quickly. I finally made up for my rudeness to her just now. We wiped the water off each other's bodies and caressed each other for a long time.

I just got up and started my journey home. By the time I got home, it was already five o'clock in the morning.

From then on, my mother treated me wholeheartedly as husband and wife, and the concept of incest between mother and son completely disappeared from our minds.

My mother and I devoted all our love to each other selflessly.

Whenever we find the chance, we will have sex together.

Every time it is my mother who takes the initiative. Her sexual desire has not been satisfied for a long time before we had intercourse. Now she is at the peak of her sexual desire. Except for the days of menstruation, she always has strong desire, which also enjoys me a lot. Every time when I take off her panties, my mother's lower body is always wet without my teasing.

I can always make my penis move freely in my mother's vagina, and I feel very sexually excited.

My mother told me that she herself found it strange that she would become very wet whenever she thought of me, and that no one had ever made her so excited.

I told her that this might be God's special arrangement for us to have sex, and my mother readily agreed.

The harmonious sex life makes my mother love me more, and the sexual satisfaction from her makes me love my wife and mother more deeply.

We were like crazy. As long as the desire arose, we would choose a place to have sex without any scruples.

One time, when everyone else was still home, I saw my mother go into the bathroom and quietly followed her.

My mother didn't lock the door. When she opened the door, she was still peeing when she saw me. I ignored her protests and picked her up. Without even having time to wipe her dry with toilet paper, I pushed her directly onto the edge of the bathtub, with her round white buttocks raised high, and desperately penetrated her vagina from behind.

My mother was completely unprepared and her vagina didn't have time to get fully moistened, so I put some saliva on the glans to lubricate it so as not to hurt my beloved wife.

Son, someone is coming in.

My mother whispered nervously, but I ignored her and under the extreme stimulation, we both reached orgasm in less than ten minutes.

When I left, I pulled up my mother's panties to prevent her from wiping.

Although our affair was not discovered, for the rest of the day, I was very excited just by seeing my mother pressing her lower abdomen and frowning in embarrassment, knowing that my semen was flowing out of my mother's vagina and into her panties.

One night, I woke up very excited and wanted my mother very much, so I quietly went into the master bedroom.

Mom was lying next to Dad, and the thin blanket covering her slipped off her body, revealing her extremely sexy figure.

I gently woke my mother up, signaled her to be quiet, whispered that I wanted her, and then went back to my room.

Two minutes later, my mother came in. I carried her horizontally on the bed and then tore off our clothes.

Son, Mom knows that I am your wife and I should be by your side when you need me, but if you come to my room like this, we are taking unnecessary risks.

As soon as my mother protested gently, I kissed her on the mouth, stripped her naked, played with her breasts for a while, and then started to give her a blowjob.

After licking her clitoris for a while, my mother became wet. I immediately lay on top of her, thrust my gun straight into her love nest, lifted her legs and started fucking her vagina hard.

Mom closed her eyes and enjoyed the playfulness of her beloved son and husband. Her beautiful and attractive breasts trembled silently on her chest and swayed up and down with the piston action of my penis in her vagina. It was so cute. I stretched out my hands and played with and rubbed them at will.

After a while, amid the tremors of my mother's vagina, I ejaculated at the bottom of her vagina.

After a long time, when she got up and left me, she told me: Son, when you need me in the future, you can come to my room and wake me up like you did tonight, and I will come to you.

I was excited for a while after hearing that, but the next night, my mother walked into my room with her bedding with a smile on her face and said to me: I told your dad that he is drunk every night and I can't stand the smell, so I have to sleep in your room.

Your dad agreed, so from now on my body will be yours every night.

I hugged my beloved mother tightly, and kisses fell on her face and body countless times like raindrops.

I can't express how excited I am.

Tonight I can only let my mother enjoy the extremely satisfying sex I bring her to express my inner joy and gratitude to my loving mother.

For the next two years, my mother and I were very careful and took advantage of every safe opportunity to enjoy the pleasure of incestuous sexual intercourse.

Sometimes, we lied that we were going out to do short-term work, and chose a period when my mother was safe. We took enough dry food and simply spent a few days outside, living in a cave or an uninhabited thatched hut in the dense forest, and fully enjoyed the fun of wild sex that we had tried before.

When we lived in caves and huts, we didn't wear outer clothes for several days, and we could have sex anytime and anywhere whenever we wanted.

In this environment, my mother is always extremely excited, her vagina is always moist, her breasts are erect, and her buttocks are plump and raised.

Her orgasmic moans rose from the cave from time to time and echoed for a long time, which further aroused my sexual desire.

Every time after she had her first orgasm, my penis was still as hard as a steel rod, and I would not pull out my penis from her vagina. I would keep fucking her until she had multiple orgasms, and finally I would reluctantly ejaculate my semen deep into her vagina.

My mother, who was feeling extremely comfortable when I fucked her, often took my glans, which was still dripping with semen, into her mouth. Under her loving gaze, she would use her sweet tongue to carefully lick my thick penis clean before letting me rest for a while.

Sometimes when I still can't ejaculate, my mother can always use her red lips to give me a blowjob with care and patience, or hold her plump breasts with her hands to squeeze out her cleavage and give me a titjob.

Do whatever it takes to make me enjoy sex.

And the milky white semen becomes a delicious meal in the mouth of the loving mother or it is smeared on the breasts. According to my mother, it is a good lotion.

Hearing that my semen has such wonderful uses, of course I am willing to give more of it to my beloved mother.

My father never doubted our frequent outings. In fact, he had long been an alcoholic and impotent. He had lost interest in sex before my mother and I got involved. No wonder my mother gave herself to me so easily. My father had some credit for this.

Alcohol is his best friend now. I think he must be very happy about our outing. His nagging wife and son are not at home to bother him, so he can get drunk to his heart's content.

In this way, the days passed one by one in the happy incestuous sex between us mother and son.

With the blessing of the gods, my mother's belly was safe and sound. With the nourishment of her son's semen, my mother was rejuvenated. My special lotion made her skin white and rosy. I massaged her breasts countless times a day, making her breasts, which were a little sagging before, stand up higher, and her buttocks became fuller under the impact of our intercourse. Her vagina contracted more powerfully under the stimulation of my penis and the care of semen. Her anus could open freely to accept my penis and absorb every drop of semen, which made me love her so much. Anal sex with my beloved mother became our first choice to spice up our sex life.

Now having sex with my mother and wife makes me even more ecstatic.

Two years later, my sister got pregnant by a man from another place and married him in another province.

I also came across a good opportunity and went to Shanghai to learn how to do business, hoping to make more money and come back to honor my beloved wife and mother.

During the first few days away from home, I felt like each day was a year long.

I have never had and do not want to have any woman other than my mother in my life.

My mother, who had never left her hometown in the southwest, was guided by others to take a train and travel thousands of miles to Shanghai to see me many times, helping to take care of my life and satisfying my physical needs.

We spent a short time apart in Shanghai and it was like a reunion, and we started living a passionate life as husband and wife again.

However, I am more careful and always have condoms ready every time I have sex with my mother. After all, Shanghai is not my hometown, and my mother's health comes first.

It is always inconvenient to go back and forth when you have a big belly.

After a year of such days, every short reunion with my beloved mother was followed by a longer period of anticipation.

During the few days my mother came to Lu, I took leave and stayed with her, and we had sex all day long. My kind and beautiful mother was often exhausted due to the long journey and the day and night sex with her beloved son. I was worried when I saw it.

So I stopped her from visiting me in Shanghai so that she could stay at home to take care of her health and prepare for my visit.

Just as I was preparing to go back to my hometown to reunite with my beloved mother.

When we got the news from my hometown that my father had been poisoned by alcohol and was found dead in front of a tiger statue, my mother and I weren't terribly sad but we felt a little lost.

However, this is also tantamount to declaring that we have nothing to worry about in our hometown anymore.

After taking care of my father's funeral, my mother officially moved to Shanghai to live with me. We loved each other and took care of each other like a newlywed couple.

Without having to travel long distances, my lover's mother's health has returned to its former state and she has more sexual needs.

And I am also very happy to have my beloved mother by my side day and night.

Gradually, she was influenced by the prosperous atmosphere of the big city and became bolder in sex. From being half-hearted before, she now actively accepts my increasingly strong sexual desire.

When we are at home together, I will initiate passionate kisses, breast caressing, and sexual intercourse with her in various positions anytime and anywhere.

Sometimes I would just lift her skirt, hug her plump white buttocks and do it with such a rough style that my beloved mother would accept it with a smile.

During the days when she was not menstruating, she had sex with me at least three or four times a day.

Of course, there is no need to wear condoms anymore, as my mother said it affects the pleasure of our sexual intercourse.

Of course I am happy to obey the good intentions of maternal love.

Three months after we had been living together without taking any safety precautions, my mother shyly told me one day that she had not had her period that month.

Then, as we were anxiously waiting, when she told me again that she was confirmed to be pregnant at the age of 36, both my mother and I were very excited.

I felt very proud, especially when I knew that my mother was pregnant with her own son's child.

As I watched my child grow bigger day by day in my mother's belly, her face was filled with the happy glow unique to pregnant women.

The joy of becoming a father for the first time also makes me extremely happy.

Of course, after my mother became pregnant, the frequency of our sexual intercourse decreased. For the safety of the baby in her belly, my mother tried her best to let me satisfy our mutual sexual needs through doggy style, oral sex, breast sex and even anal sex.

My loving mother still loves me so much during this extraordinary time, which makes me feel deeply happy and responsible.

I also tried my best to take good care of my pregnant wife and mother so that she could safely get through this extraordinary period.

So that we can have a normal sexual life as soon as possible.

Finally, nine months later, we had a healthy and lovely eldest daughter.

With the first success, my mother's face was filled with confidence and joy. She said she hoped she could give birth to a son for me so that the Wang family would have an heir.

During the subsequent sexual intercourse, my beloved mother tried every means to make my semen shoot into her vagina without leaking a drop.

Thanks to my mother's unremitting efforts, our son was born when our daughter was one and a half years old.

After that, due to my outstanding performance in my career, the company sent me on a business trip to New Zealand.

With the money I'd saved over the years and my foreign connections, I successfully applied to become a New Zealand citizen. I brought my mother and children over, and our family settled in New Zealand, a country with beautiful scenery and a prosperous life.

While abroad, my mother and I became a real couple, and no one there doubted our true identities.

When I am at work during the day, my mother stays at home to take care of our two smart and lovely children. And every night, when our children fall asleep in their cribs, it is our happy sexual time as a loving mother and son.

Having considerate sex with my mother is a nightly routine for us, because she knows very well my love and obsession with her body. Although she has given birth to two more sons, she is nearly forty years old and still has a good figure and normal sexual desire.

The perfect sexual intercourse with my beloved mother every night is the best way for me to restore my strength, forget my worries, and strengthen the relationship between us, a match made in heaven and a loving mother and son.

Now, after living with me as a married woman for several years, my beloved mother has become even more gentle, considerate and understanding to me, which makes me love her so much and feel extremely happy.

Every night when I wanted her body and took off her pajamas, her pink nipples were already standing proudly, her snow-white buttocks were already flowing with honey, and her labia were already wide open for me, waiting for me - her beloved son's darling.

Of course, I will not let my loving mother down. I will not retract my penis and go to sleep until both of us reach orgasm.

Every night, after we took a bath together and wiped each other clean, we would return to the bedroom, lie naked, and caress each other.

Time and again, we do that beautiful sexual act that neither of us ever get tired of.

After my beloved mother moaned loudly several times, I shot my love juice deep into her womb.

Only then will our spacious and comfortable bedroom regain a brief peace.