However, this time, no matter how hard Wang Xiulan tried, no matter how fast she sped up, she even shamefully used both hands.
She tried to extinguish the burning desire in her son's body that made her heart race with extra comfort.
Her fair fingers would sometimes encircle that hot, hard flesh, sliding up and down with all her might;
Sometimes he would press the full, red glans with hee fingertips, feeling its pulse.
Sometimes she would reach down and gently grasp the heavy pouch, carefully kneading it.
But the huge thing under his son's body was like a tireless beast, maintaining a firm state of about to erupt, yet holding back.
The urethral opening at the tip was constantly "breathing," each contraction releasing more glistening, viscous liquid.
The liquid quickly made her hands muddy, and each slide in the darkness produced an ambiguous wet sound, making the already lewd atmosphere in the room even more intense.
Only Lin Zhe himself knew his mother's anxiety. He was deliberately using all his strength, tensing his abdominal muscles, and desperately trying to hold back the dam that was about to burst.
If he wants to have sex with his mother, he can't just be satisfied with playing with her hands.
Time is passing by, second by second.
Wang Xiulan's arms were already feeling an indescribable tingling sensation, and her wrists and elbows were aching.
But her son's desires were like a bottomless volcano; no matter how hard she tried to provoke him, she could not fill them, and they only seemed to grow stronger.
"mom..."
Just then, Lin Zhe's hoarse plea, filled with heavy breathing, rang in her ears once again.
" Mom... I… still can't let it out... this won't do..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zhe grasped his mother's hand, which was already covered in his bodily fluids, and forcibly stopped her movements.
Wang Xiulan's heart sank suddenly, and an ominous premonition surged up.
Sure enough, before she could even speak, the next second she heard her son make a request in a voice with a deadly allure that froze her soul.
"Mom, look at this, we're both tired. How about you... you help me with your mouth, okay? Just for a... just a little bit..."
With your mouth...?
These two words, like a thunderclap, exploded in Wang Xiulan's mind, making her tremble all over.
Without even thinking, she immediately rejected it in her mind:
No!
That's too...too despicable! Too filthy!
That's something only prostitutes do with their clients!
How could I... how could I do this to my own son...
This thought instantly transformed Wang Xiulan's remaining reserve and dignity into overwhelming shame and indignation, completely overwhelming the budding romantic feelings she had just begun to experience.
She felt her cheeks burning hot enough to fry an egg, and with a sudden burst of strength, she gripped the still hard, iron-like source of evil with her five fingers.
"Lin Zhe! What do you take your mother for! A prostitute?!"
"Hiss!"
Lin Zhe gasped as the sudden grip caused him to wince in pain, and he quickly begged for mercy.
"Ouch! Mom, I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Be gentle... It's going to break..."
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiulan, fearing she might damage her son's precious toy, loosened her grip a little.
Although this further request was rejected, Lin Zhe was not discouraged. Instead, he gleaned some information from his mother's distressed state and quietly asked:
"Mom...you're reacting so strongly, has it been...you've never done this before?"
In Lin Zhe's mind, this was just a perfectly normal caress between lovers.
Between him and his wife Su Yu, the ways they played were incredibly varied. Forget about licking each other's genitals; when they explored each other's bodies, every inch of their skin, from head to toe, had been touched by each other's lips and tongues—they practically drank each other's urine.
Lin Zhe was still too reserved, and Su Yu had wanted to try it several times.
Su Yu even mischievously hid some of the semen she hadn't swallowed in her mouth before kissing Lin Zhe, letting him taste the flavor of his offspring.
Lin Zhe often kissed his wife with lips smeared with her nectar.
As for Wang Xiulan, faced with her son's sudden question, she seemed to have been asked a crucial question, and lowered her head to murmur softly:
"Your father begged me many times before, but I... I never agreed..."
Hearing his mother's answer, Lin Zhe was shocked, but also felt a pang of sympathy for his father.
He has a beautiful wife who is still charming and can be described as stunning, but after more than 20 years of married life, they have never even performed oral sex.
What's the difference between this and begging for food while sitting on a mountain of gold, a complete waste of resources?
"So...Dad never licked you either?"
Lin Zhe pressed his luck again, completely forgetting that the person in front of him was his mother, the woman who gave birth to him.
Wang Xiulan seemed to be drawn into a state of confusion by his question as well. She didn't immediately get angry, but subconsciously asked in return:
"Where?"
Upon hearing this, in the darkness, Lin Zhe raised his hand and carefully pointed towards the area between Wang Xiulan's legs.
She vaguely saw her son pointing at her pussy, and Wang Xiulan immediately understood. A surge of shame and anger, even stronger than before, rushed to her head.
"Lin Zhe! Are you making jokes about your mother again?!"
She was about to be driven mad by her audacious son.
"That...that place is for peeing, it's so dirty! Who would lick it!"
"I think all the books you've read have gone to waste! You don't even understand this most basic principle!"
Wang Xiulan's rebuke was the most instinctive and final struggle of a woman her age when faced with something beyond her own ethical understanding.
In her traditional view, that private part was dirty, something that couldn't be shown in public, a place that could only be in the dark, a place where she had to endure her husband's "violation" in order to continue the family line.
Using her "mouth" to touch someone was something she wouldn't even dare to think about—a truly despicable and obscene act.
Lin Zhe smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to reply.
He wanted to say that he had not only licked his wife, but also loved licking his wife's genitals, and even felt that the petals soaked in her love juice were the most wonderful taste in the world.
But in the end, he couldn't say it out loud, afraid that his mother would be upset again and accidentally scratch his precious baby.
Instead, he immediately took a step back and adopted a more persuasive approach.
"Okay...okay, Mom, I won't force you. It was your son's fault. Your son is a bastard."
"Then...how about this?"
With Wang Xiulan's attention diverted and her gaze turning curious, Lin Zhe revealed his Plan B:
"I'll... I'll just put it between your legs and rub it... just rub it, okay? I promise, I won't touch anything else..."
Place it between your legs...?
Wang Xiulan's mind, of course, couldn't work as fast as a young person's.
For a moment, she couldn't fully grasp the full meaning of this action.
But judging from the words alone, this suggestion seems... seems much easier to accept than the previous suggestion of having her lick a penis.
Anyway... since she had already used her hands to help her son, using her legs... seems about the same, right?
Although it is equally shameful and morally reprehensible, at least it is not as humiliating as being used as a sex object with one's mouth.
After a brief silence, Wang Xiulan bit her lower lip and finally nodded almost imperceptibly.
"...Then use the legs..."
Lin Zhe was secretly delighted to receive his mother's permission, but he remained expressionless. He patiently lifted the covers, stretched out his arms, and supported Wang Xiulan's soft and supple waist, guiding her to turn around and lie on her side on the bed with her back to him.
Then, slowly, he lifted the hem of the white bathrobe upwards.
"ah..."
As her bathrobe was lifted inch by inch, Wang Xiulan couldn't help but let out a short gasp from deep in her throat.
In the very blurry light and shadow, what first caught Lin Zhe's eye was his mother's shapely legs, with delicate and fair skin.
Looking further up, he saw rounded, beautiful knees, and two plump, firm, and elastic perfect thighs.
Her full curves weren't as slender as a young girl's, but rather possessed the plumpness of a mature woman, as if a gentle pinch would release warm, fragrant juices.
Wang Xiulan was so nervous that her legs were pressed tightly together, leaving no gap between them.
Lin Zhe's gaze finally settled on the mysterious gap between the legs.
Although it was not clearly visible, the tightly closed gap due to tension still exuded a deadly allure.
Lin Zhe swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty, forcibly suppressing the primal urge to mount her and thrust inside.
Instead, he is like victorious general on the battlefield, leading his opponent step by step into his own trap.
"Mom...spread your legs a little wider..."
Wang Xiulan's body remained stiff and motionless.
Seeing this, Lin Zhe had no choice but to reach out and gently place his hand on the outside of her thigh.
Wang Xiulan's body began to tremble slightly as a result.
Lin Zhe didn't use force, but gently caressed it with his fingertips.
Only when he felt that his mother's body was no longer so stiff did he slowly spread his mother's two beautiful legs apart, just enough to accommodate him to enter.
Lin Zhe was afraid that Wang Xiulan might suddenly change her mind because of one of his actions, so he proceeded very slowly and patiently throughout the process.
Only when Wang Xiulan's breathing gradually stabilized, as if she had accepted it, did Lin Zhe adjust his position, lying on his side behind his mother. He slowly aimed his already hard, purplish-red, hot penis, with clear pre-cum constantly oozing from its tip, at the warm, smooth, and faintly fragrant groin of her thigh.
When that hot, swollen glans first touched the most sensitive and tender skin on the inside of the mother's thigh, both mother and son trembled violently at the same time.
"Hmm!"
Wang Xiulan felt as if she had been burned between her legs by a red-hot curling iron. Her tightly closed flower core immediately reacted, and drops of honey-like fluid slowly formed and flowed out.
"Mom... are you feeling better?"
As Lin Zhe asked the question, he tentatively and slowly shifted his waist slightly.
Immediately, the thick, long penis, glistening with bodily fluids, rubbed and thrust between the mother's two smooth, warm, and incredibly elastic legs, accompanied by a sticky, wet sound that made one blush and their heart race.
Thanks to the clear fluid constantly overflowing from the tip of the glans, the friction that should have been dry quickly became incredibly smooth.
Each thrust and withdrawal was accompanied by a sticky, wet sound.
"Pfft... Pfft..."
Wang Xiulan kept her eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling.
The sensation of her son's penis grinding against her crotch was so stimulating that it gradually aroused her desire, washing away all worldly ethics.
At this moment, she was no longer a mother.
She was just an ordinary woman enjoying the pleasure a man brought her.
However, her innate reserve prevented her from looking directly at the pleasure emanating from her body, and she dared not respond to it. Her delicate hands gripped the sheets beneath her tightly, and she managed to squeeze out two words through clenched teeth:
"...Ha...Don't ask..."
Although he didn't get the answer he wanted, Lin Zhe became even bolder when he saw that his mother didn't refuse.
He continued to thrust his hips, enjoying the wonderful feeling of his mother's legs enveloping him with his thick, long penis.
He secretly freed one hand and quietly reached upwards.
He wanted to reach out and grasp his mother's breasts again, which were now even fuller from being squeezed while she was lying on her side.
However, the moment his hand touched that amazingly soft mass, before he could even feel its excellent elasticity and texture, Wang Xiulan slapped his hand away forcefully.
"no!"
This was her final bottom line.
Legs, yes.
But Wang Xiulan would never allow her son to defile her breasts, which symbolize motherhood and nurturing.
In her mind, that could only be touched by a man called "husband".
Lin Zhe wasn't annoyed, as if he had expected this move.
Without pausing, he slid his hand down and tightly gripped his mother's supple, voluptuous waist, holding her firmly in place to facilitate the thrusting of his penis.
To prevent Wang Xiulan from having a possible stress reaction, Lin Zhe deliberately only thrust into her inner thigh.
After a while, he carefully stretched his neck and pressed his lips to his mother's slender, snow-white neck. While he was thrusting his penis between her legs faster, he slowly opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and teasingly licked it with the wet, hot tip of his tongue.
"Mmm... Ah..."
The warm, wet touch on her neck, combined with the increasingly intense sticky friction between her legs, attacked from both ends, completely destroying Wang Xiulan's already fragile defenses.
In that instant, her body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably.
A surge of emotion she had never felt with her husband erupted from deep within her abdomen, engulfing her entire body.
Wang Xiulan's body tensed up suddenly, her brain losing all ability to think amidst the extreme pleasure.
Before she could even savor the pleasure, her body, under her son's not-so-vigorous thrusts, actually…
They actually reached their climax first!
"Ah... Haa..."
An uncontrollable, high-pitched groan escaped from between his lips.
An unprecedented climax surged forth, and in that instant, Wang Xiulan's body arched violently, forming a beautiful and sensual curve.
Those two snow-white thighs, which had previously been passively enduring, seemed to have their own will in this instant, and subconsciously clamped tightly around her son's still-thrusting, hot penis!
The most tender flesh between her legs, in a violent spasm, uncontrolla
bly secreted wave after wave of warm, honeyed fluid, drenching the area where the two were in contact, turning it into a muddy mess...
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