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He had been with the beautiful woman for a long time, always addressing her respectfully as "Madam." Ever since she had to give up her newborn son eighteen years ago, she had rarely smiled. The pain of losing her child had profoundly altered Madam's personality. Gone was her former gentleness and virtuousness, replaced by a cold and aloof demeanor.
Since two years ago, whenever the lady began to become depressed because of missing her son, she would ask him to arrange for a young man about the same age as her son to come to the secret room to help her resolve the knot of longing.
The man knew very well that this method of treatment was nothing more than his wife using temporary physical and mental indulgence and degradation to numb her tense nerves, thereby dispelling the depression accumulated in her heart through physical satisfaction.
However, this is only a temporary solution and not a permanent cure. After a period of time, the knot in the heart will be reborn until it accumulates and becomes a disease again.
The man was very worried that his wife would one day completely sink into depravity and be unable to extricate herself. At the same time, the man was deeply jealous of those who were chosen because they could kiss her and enjoy her infinitely beautiful body.
The erotic ambiguity in the secret room did not disappear because of the anger of the man outside. Instead, it began to become somewhat obscene with the boy's constantly changing aphrodisiac techniques.
At this time, the young man in the secret room used the same technique and tongue skills to soothe the other jade foot of the beautiful woman. Then he lifted the beautiful woman's delicate body from the sofa and undressed her slowly but firmly.
The long skirt of the beautiful woman slid down her delicate and smooth skin in an instant, without a trace of hindrance, and gathered around her jade feet. A radiant half-naked jade body also appeared under the soft light of the secret room.
"Gurgle" the young man swallowed hard, a gleam in his eyes, and the slightly contracted muscles on his handsome face showed how shocked he was by the beauty of the woman!
The beautiful woman calmly let the young man stare at her, but her stunning face remained cold as ice.
She was wearing only a rose-red lace bra and a matching lace thong. Whether it was the fullness and height of her breasts in the bra or the slight bulge under her panties, it was enough to make people fall in love with her at first sight.
The boy's breathing quickened, his body began to tremble slightly, and the tent under his crotch was completely erected. The boy did not try to hide it, because once he entered this secret room, there was no need to hide any part of his body.
"Mom...Mom, you're so beautiful!" the boy began, trembling. He had been given the lines in advance, and was free to improvise, but he had to address the beautiful woman as "Mom."
A loud boom echoed through the beautiful woman's brain, and the icy beauty seemed to melt instantly. Her gaze began to blur, and hallucinations began to form in her mind. The icy coldness on her beautiful face vanished, and a blush began to form on her cheeks. Her beautiful eyes were covered with a thick mist, and her gaze gradually became blurred.
The beautiful woman stretched out her jade arms and held the boy's head in her arms. Her cherry lips without lipstick began to murmur: "My poor child, mother misses you so much..."
The young boy only felt a pair of plump, firm, soft breasts like piled snow melons suddenly "hitting" his face.
The elegant body fragrance and the refreshing milk aroma rushed into his nose. The boy took the opportunity to rub up and down between the huge breasts, greedily sniffing the mature woman's fragrance emanating from the deep cleavage.
At the same time, the young man, like an orphan child, put his arms around the beautiful woman's round and soft waist, and pressed his whole body against her mature and beautiful body, as if he wanted to rub into her plump and smooth body.
The young man opened his mouth slightly and secretly licked the exposed smooth breasts, while choking and saying: "Mom, Mom... I miss you too... Woo woo..."
The beautiful woman's heart ached, and a strange feeling surged in her heart, like shame and pity. Her soft hands touched the boy's head in a panic, and sometimes gently stroked his back, saying, "My child, I have made you suffer..."
"Mom will never let you leave me again." The strange surge of maternal love made the beautiful woman feel even more pity for her child. At the same time, she felt a little lost, unsure how to best comfort this long-lost "child." After all, the beautiful woman had almost no experience as a mother.
Suddenly, the beautiful woman's eyes widened, and the bra covering her breasts was pushed aside. She felt a wave of warmth and numbness on her nipples. She lowered her head slightly and saw her "son" sucking on her nipples like a little baby, sucking them eagerly.
A faint glimmer of clarity flashed across the beautiful woman's eyes, but it was quickly swallowed up by the maternal love that welled up in her heart. Not only did she not push the boy away, but she also put one arm around his neck and gently patted his back with the other.
"Hmm..." The beautiful woman raised her neck slightly, two faint red clouds appeared on her cheeks, and an alluring moan came out of her little mouth.
It turns out that the little baby in my arms was not so well-behaved when it came to breastfeeding. Not only did he suck the pink areola into his nipples, he also nibbled his sensitive and hard nipples with his teeth from time to time, licking them with his tongue.
A strange tingling sensation shot through her nipples, and as her delicate body was pressed tightly against the boy's incredibly hot body, the beautiful woman quickly sank out of her trance, a tingling, electric pleasure slowly spreading through her body. Her body had already become sensitive when her feet had been toyed with, and now this act of lovemaking had her whole body on fire, every inch of her skin becoming even more sensitive and in need of comfort.
The already moist vagina suddenly throbbed again, secreting even more honey, even flowing out along the hot and empty flower cavity. In just a moment, the beautiful woman could clearly feel that her private parts had become as slippery as if they had been covered with beaten egg white.
The young man wantonly sucked, kissed, and licked the beautiful woman's breasts. The lace bra had been completely unhooked at some point, scattered on the carpet. As soon as he let go of one nipple, which had been sucked until it was bright red, the young man's mouth quickly took up the other lonely bud and caressed it repeatedly, even the area around the areola was imprinted with the boy's faint lip marks.
The beautiful woman's hallucinations deepened, and her familial affection gradually sublimated into lust. Though a faint glimmer of clarity seemed to remind her that this was not the proper course of action between a mother and son, she was so consumed by the illusion that she could no longer muster the slightest desire to stop. Most inexplicably, the more lust accumulated, the less anxious she felt about missing her son, and the less torment she felt from the knot in her heart.
The young man was unaware of the changes in the beautiful woman's mind. Seeing that she didn't resist at all, he was ecstatic and his mouth became even more greedy. After enjoying the sweetness of the beautiful woman's delicate nipples, he began to kiss and lick the white and tender breast flesh, leaving traces of saliva. Then, his mouth began to move up little by little, kissing the beautiful woman's small and plump collarbone, along the goose neck, and finally to the soft lines, white and pointed chin.
The beautiful woman's body became hotter and hotter, and her skin became more and more sensitive. As the boy's hot lips slid and kissed her, she felt numb and throbbing. She already wanted the boy to kiss her all over her body. Only in this way could she relieve the increasingly intense fire of desire in her body.
The young man seemed to understand the beautiful woman's desire. His mouth had already kissed along her graceful jaw, stimulating the beautiful woman to raise her head slightly, her cherry lips slightly open, and her breath was as fragrant as orchid.
With the scent of orchid and the sweet lips like petals, the young man's big mouth couldn't help but cover the beautiful woman's small mouth.
At the moment when they were about to touch each other, a clear mind that was so weak that it was almost non-existent passed through the beautiful woman's mind. She tilted her head slightly, and the boy's lips finally touched the beautiful woman's pink cheek.
"Mom, I love you so much." The young man's heart trembled violently, and he suddenly remembered one of the rules he'd been told before coming here: kissing was absolutely forbidden. Quickly thinking, he whispered coquettishly, instantly shattering the faintest glimmer of clarity that had just emerged from the beautiful woman.
The young man secretly rejoiced, saying in his heart that it was a close call, and did not dare to overstep his bounds again. He just kissed the beautiful woman's cheeks, forehead, nose and beautiful eyes carefully, as if enjoying the intimacy between lovers, and did not even touch her small and crystal earlobes.
The beautiful woman has been completely submerged in the fog of family affection and love.
Suddenly, the boy's grip around the beautiful woman's waist tightened slightly, and he seemed to be pushing and supporting her, helping her sit down on the sofa. Then he knelt on the carpet, his head buried between the beautiful woman's shimmering thighs. He tilted his head and rubbed his cheek against the delicate skin of the beautiful woman's inner thighs, muttering softly, as if to himself or to the beautiful woman, "Mom, don't you love me anymore? Why did you wait so long to let me see you?"
The beautiful woman leaning against the sofa seemed to have forgotten that her plump breasts were standing tall and naked in the air, and she also seemed to have forgotten that the breath from her "son's" mouth and nose was spraying on her thighs and most private parts.
Her mind conjured up a happy scene of a loving mother and a filial son, while her "son" was now pouring out his inner sorrow. The beautiful woman placed her delicate hand on the boy's head, gently ruffling his black hair. Her red lips parted as she muttered to herself, unrelated to the question, "My poor child... my precious..."
The dreamlike reply made the young man realize that his opportunity had arrived. The beautiful woman had clearly been completely absorbed in her own world. Everything that happened outside only caused her body to respond instinctively, but in her heart, she no longer felt any repulsion towards overly intimate actions.