Chapter 7: The Female Property Act

Ethan turned his mother, who was still in the afterglow, over and pulled the apron to the bottomless cleavage, revealing the red nipples, standing full and erect on the white breasts. Under the son’s passionate gaze, the mother’s nipples quickly became engorged and erected, driving the huge breasts to become more upright, and the pink areola rapidly expanded and protruded, filling the front of the tender breasts. This scene made Ethan seem to fall into a long-lost childhood memory, where he had been in his mother’s arms, sucking sweet milk. He naturally lowered his head and held his mother’s nipples, sucking and biting them.

Ava felt the stirring of her nipples, which aroused a series of comfortable shivers throughout her body, so she raised her head and held her chest high, as if she wanted to stuff her entire breast into her son’s mouth. A thin string of spit caught the light at the corner of her mouth. “I’m looking,” she said, barely audible.

Ethan took advantage of the situation and pressed her under his body, pressing his swollen penis between her plump thighs. The wonderful feeling went straight into his mind. Every slow movement of his mother made Ethan feel intensely excited, and his penis became more firm and swollen.

Ethan held Ava’s tits, and his thumbs quickly touched her nipples back and forth. His mother’s nipples became harder and harder. Her reaction was very enthusiastic, and she kept moaning and twisting in a low voice, causing the apron on her body to gradually slip off. At the same time, she also reached out to gently untie her son’s belt.

After sucking for a while, the son looked up and saw his mother with her eyes closed, breathing rapidly and looking obsessed. A lewd smile appeared on his face again. He put his mouth next to Ava’s ear and smiled lewdly: “Good mother, you look so lewd now, your husband loves you so much.” She looked at him through her lashes, cheeks already pink.