Back home, I grabbed a bottle of cola from the fridge and sat on the sofa, drinking it heartily by myself.
"Sister Ying, I need to use the restroom." Lucas said to his mother, who was changing her shoes.
“It’s not like this is your first time coming to the house. You even have to say something about going to the bathroom? Making a fuss over nothing.” I muttered to myself. I had zero goodwill toward Lucas now.
"Oh!" Mom responded, but then as if she had thought of something, her little face reddened and she said, "Lucas, when you pee, be careful. The last time you came to our house to pee, you got your... your... urine all over the rim of the toilet. I didn’t notice and sat down... It was filthy."
"If you had a bit of direction when you pee, that'd be better... haha," Mom added with a laugh again, looking very suggestive.
"Sister Ying, that's a false accusation! I've already been very careful about controlling the direction; every time my... my... all pointed very accurately." Lucas responded with an even more suggestive smile.
"If you aimed so accurately, how come you got it all over the toilet rim! I don't believe it!"
“Don’t believe it? If you don’t believe it, come and see!”
“Look... look if you want, who... who’s afraid of... who!” Mom’s voice was very soft. She secretly glanced at me, then quietly walked upstairs with Lucas.
I pretended not to hear anything and continued to drink the beverage in large gulps. Seeing the two go upstairs, I put down the bottle and quietly followed them. I wanted to see what was really going on.
Lucas went into the bathroom and, right in front of Mom, took out his huge black dick. Although still soft, it was already twenty centimeters long, jet-black and glossy, and its thickness was in no way inferior to Mom’s wrist. Its tip was as big as a fist, with a long urethral opening. The bulging veins made it truly frightening to look at.
Mom was also startled by Lucas's majestic penis, her face flushed red, her heart racing, and she was momentarily speechless. It took a while before she snapped out of it: "Ah! It's so big!"
Lucas had a smug look on his face as a thick, powerful stream of urine shot out from his urethra, splashing into the toilet with a loud rush. Under the huge impact, a lot of urine splattered, leaving the rim of the toilet wet.
Mom looked at Lucas's imposing penis and the powerful stream of urine, seeming somewhat at a loss. She had never seen such a massive cock before; her own husband's penis seemed like an undeveloped child's in comparison to Lucas's. And that astonishing stream of urine was also something Mom had never seen—she never knew urination could be so forceful.
Mom was completely conquered by Lucas's majestic masculine features. She stared obsessively at Lucas's big cock, her gaze revealing a hungry expression.
After finishing, Lucas deliberately shook his huge cock: 'Sister Ying, I wasn't wrong, was I! It's not that I wasn't careful; it's just that my pee is too powerful.'
"Ah! Even if you're right, I won't pay attention to you anymore. I'm going to change clothes." Mom seemed to wake from a dream and answered incoherently. After speaking, she ran toward her bedroom with a red face.
Lucas stuffed his cock back into his pants, wearing a wicked grin, and, without even washing his hands, followed Mom into the bedroom.
What is he going to do! I followed right behind him, peering inside through the crack of the bedroom door.
Mom was changing clothes, taking off that deep V-neck little dress, revealing her snow-white back. From behind, you could even see the outer curves of her large breasts.
"I'm changing clothes. What are you coming in here for? Pervert..."
“I’ve shown you all of mine, so what’s wrong with letting me see yours?” Lucas said shamelessly.
"Who's looking at you? You were the one showing yourself to people. It'd be wasted even if they looked, hehe." Mom laughed softly, put on a long house dress, still without a bra, and turned around. Two huge nipples were fully visible beneath the thin fabric.
"Sister Ying's figure is really great, not much worse than the models on TV..." Lucas stared at his mother's alluring body and spoke indecently.
“Your mouth is so sweet; I'll go make dinner for you all.”
“Actually, just looking at Sister Ying makes me full. Your Chinese has that saying about beautiful scenery being edible, right? I have a small request… I wonder if Sister Ying would be willing to agree?” Lucas deliberately trailed off.
“Request, what request?”
"Sister Ying, say first whether you'll agree. If you agree, I'll say more." Lucas wore a teasing expression.
"Okay, I promise you. Can you tell me now... Honestly, what request is so mysterious?" Mom was a little eager.
"Sister Ying, could you put on the crotchless panties I gave you, so I can admire them?" Lucas deliberately put emphasis on the words "crotchless."
"Ah! This... this... is too embarrassing." Mom blushed at Lucas’s bold request, but after hesitating for a while she actually agreed, and there was even an excited expression in her eyes.
Mom's delicate body slightly squatted, her hands reaching under her skirt, revealing her snow-white thighs. She slowly pulled down the original thong to her knees; during this, the dark pubic hair at the base of her thighs could be faintly seen. Mom paused briefly, then lightly lifted her leg to completely remove the underwear.
Lucas’s eyes lit up at the sight, and he hurriedly handed over the newly bought open-crotch thong. His eyes stayed fixed on Mom’s sex the whole time.
Mom wore a shy expression on her face and, under Lucas's lustful gaze, put on that open-crotch thong.
"Okay, get dressed. I'm going to cook." Mom said coquettishly, deliberately about to leave.
"Ah! Don't, Sister Ying, I still haven't looked carefully!" Of course Lucas was unwilling to let Mom go like that.
"Then how closely do you have to look before you’re satisfied? Don’t look at me with such a lecherous eye, okay! I’ll get shy." Mom looked as if she were asking a question she already knew the answer to.
Lucas remained silent and slowly leaned forward, actually wrapping his arms around Mom's small waist and lifting her up, placing her delicate body on the dressing table.
Mom also felt a wave of nervousness.
Lucas still said nothing. With a pair of furry big hands, he pressed against Mom's snow-white thighs and moved upward, lifting the hem of her skirt to her waist, then spreading Mom's legs apart.
"Ah!" Mom was startled by Lucas's bold move and couldn't help but cry out softly in shock.
Mom's big buttocks sat on the dressing table, her skirt lifted to her waist, legs spread wide apart, her lower body fully exposed to the air. Her enticing private parts were even revealed through the opening of her open-crotch thong, with two plump, pink labia turned outward. The entrance to her vagina was wide open, and even the bright red folds inside could be seen. Her thick pubic hair also extended unabashedly from the open crotch.
Mom, right in front of a strong, purebred black man, exposed a woman's most mysterious and shameful private part. Like a mare in heat, seducing a robust stallion.
This blood-pumping scene also excited Lucas immensely. His large, hairy hand advanced along the inside of his mother's thigh towards her private parts, his eyes burning with lust.
Just as it was about to touch Mom's pink labia, Mom's face also showed a strange sense of anticipation.
"Xiaofan, Dad’s back. Where are you?"
Oh my god, Dad's voice suddenly came from downstairs. Dad had come home from work.
I quickly ran downstairs, 'Dad, you're back! I'm here.'
Soon, Lucas and Mom also came downstairs. Mom's face had a noticeable flush.
"Teacher, you’re back" Lucas greeted his father.
"Ah! Lucas, you're here too. Perfect, come have a few drinks with me tonight." Dad was very happy to see his student. But he could never have imagined the scene that had just taken place in the bedroom.
During dinner, Dad was in high spirits and drank quite a bit with Lucas. I also drank some and felt a bit tipsy.
“I already said it, little kid, don’t drink alcohol. Look, you’re drunk, aren’t you.” Mom said, looking at my flushed cheeks.
"Haha, it’s fine. Xiao Fan is already a little man after all, what’s the problem with drinking a bit of alcohol? It’s just that I’m getting older and my liquor tolerance is getting worse and worse, I’m a little dizzy. Oh right, Lucas, it’s already getting late; stay here tonight." Dad said with drunkenness.
We chatted in the living room for a while longer, and then Dad went back to his room to rest. I also used being drunk as an excuse and returned to the bedroom. Only Mom and Lucas were left in the living room. The two sat side by side on the sofa watching TV.
Of course I wasn't really drunk; I still had to keep an eye on that pervert Lucas.
"Sister Ying, do you know which part of your body is the most alluring?" Lucas looked at his mother lecherously, drunk on alcohol.
“Hehe, tell me, what part of me is the most alluring?” Mom kept watching TV, her gaze somewhat dazed.
"Buttocks! There is nothing in this world more alluring than Sister Ying’s big ass." As he spoke, the furry big hand rested on Mom’s perky butt and stroked it through the translucent long dress.
"How shameless. You saw that ass was tempting, so you went and groped it!" Mom put on an coyly embarrassed act.
“Such an enticing big ass and you don’t let men touch it, then what is it for? Who told Sister Ying to be so sexy? I not only want to touch Sister Ying’s ass, I also want to touch Sister Ying’s…” Lucas said as his big black hand reached toward Mom’s chest, using his thick fingers to knead Mom’s protruding nipples.
"Ah! You're so bad. Your Teacher Yang is upstairs..." Although Mom said this, she did not stop Lucas from invading her nipple.
"Teacher Yang is drunk and asleep, she can't hear." Lucas had a lewd grin on his face.
"If you can't hear, then you're just messing around, you're bullying me!" Mom coquettishly pushed away Lucas's big hand, stood up, and deliberately avoided Lucas.
“How could I possibly bully Sister Ying? I’d love you enough already! Sister Ying, let me take good care of you, okay?” As he spoke, Lucas also stood up and moved closer, forcing Mom back against the coffee table.
Mom was like a little rabbit cornered by a vicious wolf with nowhere to escape, but there was no fear of being preyed upon in her eyes; instead, there was an inexplicable excitement and anticipation.
"Sister Ying, you're so beautiful!" Under the stimulation of alcohol, Lucas finally couldn't restrain his beastly desire and pulled his mother into his arms. His mouth, filled with the smell of alcohol, frantically sucked on his mother's lovely face; his powerful tongue pried open her teeth and licked the sweet juices inside her mouth.
Mom was kissed by Lucas until she couldn't catch her breath: "Ah... ah... Lucas, don't... don't... it's really not okay... Teacher Yang is still upstairs... ah... ah... I can't breathe..."
"It's okay, Teacher Yang had already fallen asleep early. Ying-jie, you're so beautiful, I love you, just give it to me. I've been going crazy thinking about you." Lucas kissed along his mother's cheek, all the way down to her snow-white neck. A pair of big hands fiercely kneaded her perky butt.
“Ah... ah... Lucas, be gentler, my... butt has been pinched sore by you...” Mom moaned.
"Who told Sister Ying's big butt to be so alluring? I'm going to knead Sister Ying's big butt until it leaks water, pinch out the juice..." Lucas picked Mom up and set her on the tea table, and through the nightdress he took Mom's already hard nipple into his mouth, sucking on it like a baby. His hands even reached into her skirt, groping around Mom's lower body.
Attacked from above and below, Mom was already unable to hold on by herself: "Ah... ah... Lucas, slow down... slow down... my nipples are already sore from you sucking them... ah... ah... don't touch me randomly with your hands... ah..."
Lucas unfastened the top button of Mom’s long dress, revealing her huge breasts. His mouth devoured Mom’s left breast, and his hands were busy too—one kneading her right breast, the other teasing her private parts.
Mom's large breasts were kneaded out of shape, the snow-white tender flesh squeezing out from between Lucas's large fingers. Her sensitive clitoris was also played with by Lucas until it became erect, and her fluids overflowed.
Getting carried away with the fun, Lucas pulled out his already rock-hard cock and grabbed his mother's small hand, placing it on top.
“Ah... ah... so big... so hot...” Holding Lucas’s huge organ, Mom couldn’t help saying it.
Lucas grew even more smug, his fingers coated with Mom's vaginal fluid, as his thick middle finger entered Mom's pussy and started digging around inside.
"Ah... don't... I... can't take it... can't take it... ah ah..." Mom was toyed with by Lucas's fingers until lustful fluid overflowed, and the juices secreted from her pussy even flowed onto the coffee table.
"Ah! Sister Ying, you're really slutty. After only a few thrusts, so much water came out. Come on, jerk my dick hard; in a moment I'll fuck you to death."
"Ah... so much water, isn't this all because you bullied me? Don't tease me anymore... hurry and give it to me... I want... I want..." Mother was very obedient, working hard to stroke Lucas's big cock.
“Want? What do you want?” Lucas asked knowingly, while his thick middle finger continued moving in and out of Mom’s pussy.
''Umm... I can't say it... it's too embarrassing... please don't tease me... give me... I want... ahh...'' The mother moaned like she was in heat, her little hands tightly gripping Lucas's cock.
"What exactly do you want? If you don't say it, you don't get it. If you do, you will."
"Ah... ah... you're so bad, all you know is bully people... I... I want... want... your big cock..."
“Is my dick bigger than Teacher Yang’s?”
“A... a... a thousand times bigger, ten thousand times bigger. Give it to me quickly.”
Lucas was already unable to hold back his arousal. He lifted his thick shaft and, through Mom's crotchless thong, pushed into her wet pussy.
“Ah... ah... too big... it hurts... hurts... go slower...” Lucas’s big cock was obstructed as it advanced; Mom’s pussy and the black man’s organ obviously were not the same size.
"Sister Ying, your pussy is so tight, it's squeezing my cock so nicely! I'll go slower." Lucas slowed his thrusting and spread his mother's thighs wider.
“Ah... it hit my womb... ah... gentler...” Lucas’s black cock had only pushed in halfway when the glans hit Mother’s womb.
"Did Teacher Yang hit the cervix?" Lucas asked excitedly.
"He didn’t... ah... slower..." Mom moaned.
"Ha, then let me fuck Sister Ying’s virgin womb... haha" Lucas had a face full of triumphant pride. With a forceful thrust of his waist, the over-20-centimeter-long huge cock went all the way into Mom’s little hole, and the huge glans even rammed into Mom’s untouched womb.
The fierce thrusting began. Lucas used his arms to pin down his mother's delicate body, his strong waist powerfully thrusting. His jet-black, shiny big cock rapidly moved in and out of his mother's pink little pussy, the two thick labia turning outward as the penis pulled out. Lucas's full scrotum continuously slammed against his mother's buttocks, making slapping sounds. The secretions from the urethral opening mixed with the lewd fluids flowing from the little pussy soaked his mother's crotchless thong. The juices dripped down her snow-white thighs onto the ground.
"Sister Ying, how is it? Does what I'm doing feel good? Much better than Teacher Yang, right!" Lucas panted heavily.
“Ah... ah... don’t mention him. Lucas, you’re amazing... you’re making me feel so good... ah... so good...” Mom’s waist trembled wildly under the fucking.
“When it feels good, you have to call him husband. Who is Sister Ying’s husband!”
"Husband... husband... Lucas is my husband... husband fucks me so well... husband fuck me hard... fuck me..." Mother's eyes were hazy, her face flushed, extremely excited.
Lucas listened with growing excitement, scooped Mom up in one motion, supported her big ass, and fucked her while walking through the living room.
“Ah... ah... Lucas, you’re amazing...” Mom had never experienced this scene before.
“Lucas……ah……ah……husband……you’re... you’re going... going... all the way to my uterus, and my uterus is still a virgin……ah……”
“I just like fucking virgins, I just like fucking your womb, I’m going to fuck your womb to pieces.” Lucas thrust his waist frantically. Mom on top of him rose and fell, fucked all over and drenched in sweat.
Lucas, having fucked Mom until he was tired, put her on the sofa again and made her kneel on it like a dog, her big ass raised high. Lucas did not rush to enter; instead, he rubbed the head of his big glans against the already swollen, red entrance of Mom's pussy.
Mom, feeling empty and restless: "Husband... good husband... dear husband... give it to me... hurry and give me your big cock... fuck me... fuck me..."
Lucas used the tip of his cock to stimulate Mom’s engorged clitoris: “Yingjie is such a filthy slut. Stop for a bit and you can’t take it anymore.”
"In front of my husband I’m a slut... good husband, hurry and fuck this slut... hurry and use your big cock to fuck this big slut..." Mom twisted her big butt hard; lust made her forget all shame.
“You’re not just slutty, you’re simply a bitch in heat, a bitch wrapped in a noble outer layer; strip off that outer layer and you’re a complete and utter bitch…” Lucas deliberately humiliated his mother. He wanted to completely conquer her; he wanted to turn his mother into his sex slave. Everything he did was purposeful and planned.
“Ah... I’m a bitch... I’m my husband’s bitch... As long as my husband fucks me... I’m willing to do anything...” Mother, driven mad by sexual desire, blurted out filthy, obscene words.
"Okay, let your husband teach this lustful bitch a lesson with an iron rod..." Lucas had achieved his goal, and thrust his big dick into Mom's pussy once again. He fucked her from behind.
Lucas rested his hand on Mom's waist, his hips pounding into her lower body nonstop, the fierce thrusting stirring the vaginal fluid and making a squeaking sound. Every time the big cock was pulled out, countless strands of fluid would stretch out with it.
Lucas was fucking his mother's pussy while forcefully groping her huge breasts, kneading her hard nipples. In front of Lucas, this African stud, Mom was like prey to be slaughtered at will.
“Ah... ah... I’m coming... going to cum... going to cum... ah ah...” Under Lucas’s violent pounding, Mom quickly climaxed, and so much slippery fluid flowed that even the sofa was wet.
"Ah... fuck you to death, you filthy whore... fuck you to death, you shameless bitch... I'm going to run my cock through your uterus... ah ah..." Along with a burst of angry curses, Lucas also ejaculated, and a surge of hot, thick semen flooded into mother's uterus.
"Ah... so hot..." Mother moaned as if at the end of her life, enjoying Lucas's semen nourishing her.
Afterward, the two tightly embraced each other on the sofa. Mom's body was still trembling slightly, and semen mixed with pussy juice kept slowly flowing out of her pussy. Lucas gently stroked her back with his large hand and said in a low voice: "Ying-jie... sleep in my room tonight."
Mom didn't refuse, just nodded.
Upstairs, Dad was already fast asleep. And I, hiding in the shadows, my heart pounding like a drum, was both furious and unable to look away.
The living room lights had already been turned very low. Mom leaned back on the sofa, her body still carrying the afterglow of orgasm, her legs slightly parted. The opening of her crotchless thong was wet, semen mixed with her juices slowly seeping out. Lucas sat beside her, his large hand still resting on her thigh, his thumb occasionally stroking the soft skin on the inner side.
“Does it still hurt?” he asked softly, his voice carrying the laziness after satisfaction.
Mom shook her head, her cheeks still flushed: 'It's a bit... swollen. You're too... too big.'
Lucas smiled, moved his hand upward, and kneaded her nipples through the thin fabric. Mom trembled slightly, but did not hide away.
"One more time?" he asked.
Mom glanced toward the staircase and said softly, "Dad is upstairs... be even quieter."
Lucas said nothing more and directly pulled her up, making her straddle his lap. This time he did not rush to enter; instead, he first used his fingers to gently circle the already swollen opening of her pussy, mixing the remaining semen with the vaginal fluid and making the whole area wet and slippery. Mom's breathing gradually became irregular, her hands braced on his broad shoulders, and her waist unconsciously twisted gently.
"Sit down by yourself," he ordered.
Mom bit her lower lip, lifted her body, grasped the still semi-hard black meat rod, aligned it with herself, and slowly sat down. The moment the glans spread her opening, she let out a suppressed whimper. This time was a bit easier than before, but also deeper. When it was fully inserted, her whole body went limp, her forehead resting on Lucas's shoulder, trembling slightly.
"Move." Lucas patted her butt.
Mom began to move up and down in small motions. Each time she sat down, she could feel the massive glans hitting her cervix; each time she lifted, it brought out sticky, wet sounds. The living room was left with only the faint sounds of flesh colliding and suppressed panting.
I hid in the shadows of the stairwell corner, watching unblinkingly. Mom's back looked especially soft under the dim light, her long hair swaying gently with her movements, occasionally letting out one or two seductive moans she would never normally make.
Lucas’s hand slid from her waist to her breasts, kneading them hard. Mom’s movements grew faster and faster, until in the end she was almost rubbing herself against him. The orgasm came even quicker than the first time; her whole body tensed, her cunt clenched violently, and she made Lucas curse under his breath.
"Squeezing so tightly... trying to squeeze me off?"
Mom didn't answer, just lay weakly on top of him, her body still trembling slightly. Lucas held her hips and began thrusting upward. This time he no longer held back the sound, each thrust deep and heavy. Mom was forced to throw her head back, letting out intermittent moans, her hands gripping his shoulders tightly.
“I’m… I’m about to cum…” Lucas said, panting.
Mom instinctively tried to lift her body, but he held her down.
「Inside.」 he ordered in a low voice.
Mom hesitated for a second, but ultimately didn't struggle anymore. The hot semen flowed into her womb again, she trembled slightly and let out a sob-like whimper.
After it ended, the two of them remained in the joined position sitting on the sofa. Lucas's fingers lightly drew circles on her back, while Mom closed her eyes, her breathing gradually steadying.
"Sleep in my room tonight," he said again.
This time, Mom didn't nod immediately but glanced at the staircase: "Xiao Fan..."
"He’s drunk and out cold." Lucas interrupted her, "And even if he wakes up, he won’t say anything. Right?"
He raised his head and precisely directed his gaze toward where I was hiding. My heart nearly stopped. He knew. He had always known I was watching.
Mom seemed to sense something too, her body slightly stiffening. But Lucas just smiled, picked her up in his arms, and walked towards the guest bedroom.
The moment the door closed, I heard the sound of fabric falling to the floor inside, followed by muffled yet clear wet sounds and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh.
That night, they did it twice more.
The second time was doggy style. Mom knelt on the bed, face buried in the pillow, her buttocks raised high. Lucas entered her fully from behind, each thrust making the bed frame creak softly. Mom's hands gripped the sheets tightly, but her moans became increasingly hard to suppress.
The third time, Mom actively rode him. She herself held that re-hardened flesh rod and sat down, swaying her waist back and forth, her breasts shaking violently in the air. Lucas lay beneath, hands supporting her buttocks, admiring her completely lost state.
During ejaculation, Mom actively tightened, swallowing everything.
Before dawn, Lucas finally let her return to the master bedroom. Mom's walking posture was already somewhat unnatural, and semen mixed with her fluids kept leaking from her little hole, making a mess of her crotchless panties. When she passed my door, her footsteps paused briefly, but ultimately she didn't stop.
The next morning, Dad had already gone to school. Only Mom and I were left in the living room.
Mom made breakfast, moving a bit slower than usual. When she sat down, she frowned slightly; I knew it was because traces from last night still remained inside.
"Last night... did you sleep well?" I asked on purpose.
Mom's hand paused for a moment, then she calmly picked up some food as if nothing had happened: "Not bad. What about Lucas?"
"I don’t know, maybe she’s still sleeping."
The atmosphere was a bit delicate. I stared at her, but she never met my gaze.
At noon, Lucas only came out of the guest room. He was wearing a loose T-shirt and shorts, and when he walked to the kitchen to get water, he deliberately passed behind his mother, giving her buttocks a light pat with his big hand. Mother's body trembled, but she didn't dodge, only said softly, "Don't fool around."
That afternoon, Dad had classes and wouldn't be back until evening. Only three people were left at home.
Lucas was very direct. After lunch, he walked behind Mom, hugged her from behind, and placed both hands directly over her breasts.
“Daytime is fine too.” he said in her ear.
Mom struggled slightly, her voice tense: 'Xiaofan is here...'
“Let him look.” Lucas raised his head and looked at me again, “Anyway, he already saw it last night.”
Mom's face instantly turned pale. She turned to look at me, her eyes complex.
I didn't speak, nor did I leave.
Lucas had already lifted her top and was sucking on one nipple. Mom's breathing was ragged, and she pushed at his chest with both hands, but had no strength. His hand slipped into her pants and kneaded her pussy through her panties. Very soon, that piece of fabric was wet.
"To the bedroom." Mom finally spoke, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible.
Lucas shook his head: "Right here."
He pressed her onto the dining table and pulled down her pants and underwear from behind. The crotchless pair she had not yet changed was already wrinkled and covered in dried stains. He directly pressed his hardening cock against it and thrust his waist, entering all the way in one stroke.
Mom let out a suppressed sob, her hands gripping the edge of the table tightly.
Lucas started thrusting. The bowls and chopsticks on the dining table were shaken into a slight clatter. Mom's breasts pressed against the tabletop, deforming with each impact. Her face turned to one side, just in time to meet my gaze.
We locked eyes.
In her eyes, there was shame, pleasure, and a kind of near-desperate surrender.
Lucas noticed our eye contact and deliberately increased the force, thrusting all the way to the deepest point each time.
“Cry out.” He ordered.
Mom shook her head.
He reached around to the front and pinched her clitoris hard, kneading it. Mom finally could not hold back and let out a soft, seductive moan.
"Louder."
"Ah... Lucas... it's too deep..."
“Call me hubby.”
"Husband... husband, fuck me..."
I stood there, my lower body painfully hard, yet I didn't move a muscle.
When Lucas ejaculated, he deliberately turned Mom's face toward me, letting me clearly see the dazed expression on her face at climax, and the way semen spilled out from the joining point.
After it ended, he didn't withdraw immediately. Instead, holding Mom in the inserted position, he carried her to the sofa to continue. Mom's legs wrapped around his waist, her entire body completely limp in his arms.
That afternoon, they did it several times in the living room, dining room, and even the kitchen. Mom's voice went from suppressed to unrestrained, finally almost pleading with a sob for him to slow down. Lucas, however, became more and more forceful, as if wanting to fuck her wide open completely.
When Dad came back in the evening, Mom had already changed clothes and was sitting on the sofa watching TV. Only her walking posture and the flush at the corners of her eyes revealed a bit of the truth.
Lucas naturally greeted Dad and chatted about school. Dad was completely unaware.
And I, returning to my own room once more, closed the door, leaned against the wall, breathing heavily.
This night is just the beginning.
And the days to come would be even more out of control than this night.
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