episode_0442

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“Well…while you shower, eat, and clean up…I’ll treat you properly as Mom! Instead, from the time you start preparing Se-young to sleep in the room, Mom and I…will live like a married couple! Using terms like…honey…you know what I mean, right?”

Si-woo reminded her of the new rules they had set in the karaoke room earlier and the promises he had made with Mom on the way back, speaking as if to confirm.

As if she knew, Mom licked a large circle around the circumference of Si-woo’s penis shaft.

Reacting to the pleasure of his penis being wrapped around, Si-woo leaned his body deeply forward before straightening his back as if bouncing back.

“The thing about Mom and me living like a married couple when we sleep…Hnnng…I’ll tell Se-young about it before she goes to bed when we’re lying in bed.”

“I’ll also properly tell her…that we’ll go back to being Mom and son again in the morning…because Se-young might get confused…”

Si-woo continued, covering Mom’s head as if cupping it with his wide-spread hand.

She finally raised the tip of her tongue and was scraping the groove between Si-woo’s glans and shaft.

Si-woo wriggled his hips violently at the breathtaking pleasure of her digging into the sensitive crevices.

“Then…after putting Se-young to sleep, I’ll jam it into Mom’s hole until you pass out, including what I couldn’t do now! Hnnng…it’s okay to make loud noises tonight!”

Si-woo spoke, barely enduring the deep pleasure that Mom was creating with the tip of her tongue.

Her rough, excited breathing was being exhaled onto Si-woo’s penis.

An unbearable sensation was beginning to rush to Si-woo’s penis.

Si-woo’s hand, which had been holding the smartphone, moved towards the back of Mom’s head.

Cupping the back of Mom’s head and leaning his waist slightly forward, Si-woo

As if knowing what Si-woo was trying to do to her, Mom tightly closed her eyes as if preparing herself.

Unable to bear it any longer, Si-woo pushed his penis straight into Mom’s throat.

Thrust!

“Howooo! Oop oop! Howp!”

Mom’s closed throat opened as if being pierced, and Si-woo’s penis shaft was swallowed into Mom’s throat.

Si-woo cupped Mom’s head with both hands and pushed his penis all the way into Mom’s mouth.

Mom’s neck was completely arched back in a prone position, as if ensuring a passage for his penis to enter by straightening her neck and esophagus.

Mom’s face, with her head tilted back and her throat straightened, was facing Si-woo’s face.

The mucous membrane walls inside Mom’s throat chewed wildly on Si-woo’s hard penis that had been inserted.

Mom, in that state, held back her gag reflex, tensing her body and twitching incessantly.

After some time had passed, Mom’s tightly closed eyes slowly began to open.

Mom looked up at Si-woo with bloodshot, unfocused eyes with difficulty.

Si-woo pressed Mom’s head strongly towards his crotch with the hand he had placed on the back of Mom’s head, while gently stroking Mom’s hair with his other hand.

“Oo-uh oop ha-eup! Howoo-oop”

Continuing to twitch as if she was about to gag, Mom looked up at Si-woo with a sense of ease and stability, as if this act with Si-woo was no longer unfamiliar.

Si-woo savored the sight of Mom adapting to him thoroughly and the sensation felt on the skin of his penis, moving his hips back and forth.

Si-woo’s penis moved, coolly scratching the inside of Mom’s tightening throat.

As if suffocating from Si-woo’s object filling her throat, Mom’s body had been trembling from some point.

Si-woo, aware that Mom’s condition was gradually becoming more dangerous

Si-woo was watching Mom in that state from beginning to end, enjoying the sensation of his penis thrust into her throat.

Just as Mom’s eyes rolled back and her eyelids were about to flutter, Si-woo hurriedly pulled his penis out of Mom’s throat.

Shlurp!

“Howooo cough cough cough Howooo cough haaa… Cough!”

Almost at the same time as taking a sharp breath, Mom gagged and coughed wildly to get rid of the foreign object that had filled her throat.

Mom buried her face in the grass of the house’s lawn, breathing rapidly as if in distress.

“Haa-euk…Haaaa…haa…Haat…Howoo…Haa-euk…”

Mom’s white body, almost naked, heaved greatly, stuck to the lawn floor.

Si-woo’s penis, stiffly erect upwards, was covered with a thick liquid that looked like Mom’s stomach acid or gastric juice.

The thick liquid smeared all over Si-woo’s penis flowed down Si-woo’s balls and onto his thighs.

Si-woo wiped the waste on his penis on Mom’s hair, which was lying on the grass.

After wiping the waste off his penis, Si-woo pulled up his pants and tidied up his clothes.

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Si-woo, tucking his erect penis into his waistline and covering the front with his T-shirt

“Mom! You need to come to your senses! Let’s clean up and go inside now! How long are you going to be lying there like that?”

As Mom’s breathing began to calm down, Si-woo looked down at her lying in front of his feet and said.

“Huh?…Oh? Oh…”

Mom shuddered as if regaining her senses, then propped her arms on the ground and struggled to raise her upper body.

Mom returned to kneeling in front of Si-woo, trying to catch her breath.

The mask that Mom was wearing was folded ridiculously on her nose, exposing her lips and lower face.

Her swollen breasts and firmly erect nipples, and her flushed face, allowed one to guess her excited state.

Si-woo approached Mom, who was barely maintaining her position while kneeling, and put his hands under her armpits.

Si-woo put his arms under both armpits and pushed her arms up.

Mom grabbed Si-woo’s shoulders as if clinging to him, barely maintaining her balance and getting up from her seat.

After getting Mom to stand up, Si-woo picked up the fallen red swimsuit top and wiped the waste and tears from Mom’s face.

Then, he bent down slightly and wiped the fluid flowing from her crotch as if stealing it with the swimsuit.

“Hnnng!”

Mom flinched as if surprised when Si-woo’s hand and the fabric of the swimsuit top touched between the crevices of her crotch.

Si-woo made Mom spread her legs slightly, inserted the swimsuit fabric and his fingers between the crevices of her parted valley, and meticulously wiped away the overflowing juices.

“But this keeps coming out even after I wipe it? I don’t think I can wipe it all off with this anyway. So, run to the shower as soon as you go inside!”

Si-woo, who had been wiping the overflowing fluids from Mom’s crotch for a while, took the swimsuit top, soaked with waste and fluids, and brought it to her chest, spreading it out.

Mom put her hands inside the shoulder straps of the swimsuit top that Si-woo brought to her.

Si-woo fastened the back hook of the swimsuit top that covered her breasts, putting it on Mom correctly.

Si-woo tilted up the swimsuit top that was slightly covering Mom’s breasts, exposing her breasts in the same state as before.

Mom’s red bikini swimsuit was put on, completely missing or off the mark of all the important parts.

Mom’s large breasts and the intimate flesh of her crotch were exposed in a humiliating manner.

The skin of Mom’s breasts and the petals of her crotch, glistening under the moonlight of the night sky and the lights of the yard

Si-woo touched the tips of the huge fruits, ripened and formed temptingly, with the tips of his fingers on both hands under the swimsuit bra that was tilted upwards.

“Haaeeeee…”

Mom is holding onto Si-woo’s shoulders and is breathing heavily, reacting sensitively, as if her excitement has not subsided yet.

Si-woo lowered one hand and pressed down on the bulging protrusion between the lower petals with his fingers.

Mom leaned her upper body towards Si-woo’s body as if entrusting her body to him, as if she was losing strength.

“Heeee…Haat…”

At Mom’s fresh moans, as if juice was bursting out, Si-woo thinks that he wants to violate and humiliate Mom right now, raping her, regardless of promises or anything else.

Si-woo suppressed the impulses and desires that were rising in his head and took his hands off her body.

Si-woo stood Mom upright and picked up the blue cardigan that had fallen on the ground, putting it over Mom’s body.

Si-woo grabbed the sleeves of the cardigan at the shoulder and elbow parts, making it easier for Mom to put her arms in.

Mom put one arm at a time into the sleeves of the cardigan as Si-woo did, hiding the defenseless flesh inside the clothes.

Mom, with her eyes moist with tears, put on Si-woo’s blue cardigan and tried to calm her breathing.

Mom soon fastened the front of the cardigan, wiped the tears flowing from her eyes with the collar of her sleeve, and prepared to face her daughters.

A small red dog collar with a paper bell hung around Mom’s neck.

On the skin above the collar, a kiss mark left by Si-woo was clearly engraved.

On her crotch and thighs, like the flow of a gushing river, an uncontrollable feast of desire was unfolding.