Ye Fei smiled faintly, thrusting his penis deeper into his mom's eager pussy, and then closed his eyes as well.
The next morning, Liu Yiru once again woke up before her son. She slowly opened her dreamily beautiful eyes and looked at her son's still slightly childish handsome face, unable to help but reveal a smile that could outshine the world.
The close-up of her son's face, his broad and sturdy chest, and the still-hard penis that was still buried in her pussy all made Liu Yiru extremely certain that what had happened yesterday was not a dream.
Many people would be reluctant to wake up from a beautiful dream, but Liu Yiru was the complete opposite. She didn't want to dream at all because no dream could compare to the beauty of reality.
