Chapter 79

Her son finally came home after finishing his final exams. She suppressed her joy and wanted to be a qualified mother again like before. However, her son’s gloomy eyes made her feel so uncomfortable.

She saw her son, who had been smiling a little, suddenly become depressed when he saw her and her husband being intimate. She couldn’t explain why she walked into her son’s room. Her husband went fishing, she suggested. Maybe she just wanted to cheer up her son’s depressed mood, or maybe she had hidden expectations that she herself didn’t know about.

In fact, seeing her son’s depression, she felt distressed, but also a little happy. She didn’t know why, but she was a little afraid to see her son not caring at all.

The son said he couldn’t let it go. What about her? How could she let it go? She could only remain silent.

The reason why the word “dream” lingers in people’s minds is perhaps because of its beauty of being free from the constraints of reality.

But, we live in reality after all.

But his son obviously didn’t want to wake up, so he forced him.

When her son’s lips were kissed on hers again, and when his strong arms embraced her body again, her silent heart began to beat again, but she could only suppress it.

Don’t ... really don’t ... really ... if you continue, mommy can’t help it...

Finally, when several slaps landed on her buttocks, she recalled the indescribable pleasure again. Her son’s powerful slaps and the stinging pain on her buttocks once again made her heart surge. She could feel that she was wet down there again.

At this time, she already knew that she could not resist, and every cell in her body was longing for her son’s body. But what about her husband? What should she do with her husband? Reason forced her to resist.

However, my heart was beating violently and my breathing became rapid. I don’t know when, a faint groan came from my throat.

She is no longer a qualified mother, she is no longer a qualified wife.

The son became more and more violent. His powerful slaps landed on her buttocks and his thick cock rammed into her wet little pussy. The humiliating words he shouted hysterically hit her heart again and again.

What could she do? She was just a drowning fish drifting with the current in a storm.

Perhaps, I can only become a qualified woman?

It’s so comfortable ... so beautiful ... this feeling ... this pleasure that has appeared in my dreams countless times...

My son’s love, his wildness, his size, the satisfaction of hitting the bottom of my vagina, the tingling pain in my buttocks, the pleasure that keeps coming like a tide...