Chapter 54

My mother’s hands and feet were struggling to resist me. A pair of pink fists hit my face against her chest. I squinted my eyes and held a nipple to suck, letting my mother’s fist hit my head. Now that my male hormones were bursting, I didn’t care about this little pain.

Finally, my mother’s hand loosened the fist that was hitting my head and turned to hold my head, letting me get closer to her flawless and plump breasts, letting my tongue tip stimulate her fully erect nipples more. The plump breasts swayed with my movements, arousing my desire.

I sucked my mother’s nipples. This was a scene I had thought about many times. Now it really appeared in front of me, making me doubt whether I was in a dream, but the slightly sweet and wonderful taste from the tip of my tongue would not disappear because of this doubt. I was lost between my mother’s big breasts, breathing the fragrance that seemed to exist and not exist, and even stopped moving my waist and hips.

At the same time, my hands were not idle. One hand climbed up to the other breast, pressed gently with the palm, and folded my fingers, making the whole palm seem like a suction cup, pinching my mother’s nipples with the lines on the palm. My mother was held like this, and her whole body stiffened. The hand on my head grabbed my hair from time to time as I sucked in my mouth and pinched with my hands. The fingertips scraped my scalp. The whole person was tense, and the plump breasts surged towards my face like waves with each breath.

For every child, the mother’s breasts are holy and sacred. I am no exception. When I touched the full breasts on my mother’s chest, I was still so nervous that I could hardly breathe.

My mother’s breasts are soft and elastic like jelly. They look white and greasy like tofu. They seem to be broken at the touch and cannot be touched at all, but they feel very durable.

I stroked carefully, and the warm and soft touch brought back my childhood memories. I couldn’t help but feel guilty when I thought that I was using my mother’s holy breasts to satisfy my sexual desire.

But this feeling made me even more excited, and I couldn’t help but stroke more carefully. My palms are not particularly large, but my mother’s breasts are larger than the average of ordinary women. As a result, I can’t grasp them with one hand at all, and can only barely cover more than half from below.

My mother’s honey hole is already lubricated enough, but her fierce resistance still makes it difficult for my penis, which has expanded to the limit, to move. Fortunately, her struggle makes her honey hole stretch and shrink, and the ferocious penis between my legs is pressed by my weight and moves step by step into the deepest part of her body.

At this time, my mother seemed to be more conscious than before. Being clamped by me, she struggled hard and her breathing became more rapid. She stretched out her hands and beat me with all her strength, pushing me. She even cried when she asked me to stop. But I didn’t care about that at all. I was focused on experiencing my mother’s body with my sense of touch. I didn’t care about her painful pleas at all. When our pubic hairs were tangled together, I still had a small part of my penis outside my mother’s body. Subconsciously, I thrust my hips forward and sent the remaining penis between my hips back to the flesh hole that gave birth to me. “Ahh...” With my mother’s miserable and desperate cry, I clearly felt that my penis had entered my mother’s body completely, and the glans had been inserted into the end of my mother’s vagina. The nest of my mother’s vagina filled with peaches was tightly attached to my crotch. Then I exhaled fiercely, closed my eyes and concentrated on sucking my mother’s nipples, using all the tactile nerves of my lower body to experience the wonderful taste of my mother’s lower body.

My mother’s legs were bent at my waist and kept shaking ... She couldn’t make any sound from her mouth, and she relaxed her tense body like she accepted her fate.

I just enjoyed it quietly for a while, letting my cock experience the first complete contact with my mother’s vagina. I kept my upper body still and began to slowly thrust my hips to move the cock in my mother’s vagina, letting the curious cock go in and out of my mother’s warm vagina to explore the passage to my mother’s soul, to experience the extreme pleasure of blood resonance, and to enjoy the wonderful taste of intercourse with my own biological mother. The amplitude of my thrusting became larger and larger, but the speed was always so slow, and each thrust brought me endless ecstasy, and I never got tired of it.