Weak Dragon

What on earth… why on earth did it turn out like this? I muttered to myself as I looked at the beautiful woman with long white hair hanging down to her waist, who was climbing on top of me and shaking her hips vigorously.

She was pretty.

It is so beautiful that if you saw it on the street, regardless of age or gender, you would not only turn around but also freeze.

They say the goddess has descended.

A beautiful woman with such transcendent beauty, like a goddess, was shaking her hips vigorously above me.

“Ahh… Ah. My, it feels good.“

Her large breasts were sticking out because of her loose-fitting clothes, and she had such beautiful breasts that she constantly felt lustful, to the point where she would swallow her saliva without realizing it whenever she shook her waist.

And the nipples were erected to the max. It made me think that if I were a man, I would want to squeeze those breasts hard and suck on the nipples.

Isn’t that a woman with such breasts, with her clothes strewn about like a prostitute, taking off her underwear and throwing them carelessly, shaking her waist over me?

“Ah, ah… Are you, are you going to piss?“

She said, realizing that my cock, which was buried deep inside her, was growing in size as it was pushed out to the point of ejaculation.

“You can fight… You can fight. Inside mom.“

She was my mother.