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Shiwoo was standing completely attached to his mother from behind.

His mother’s back was touching Shiwoo’s chest, and his erect penis was pressed tightly against his mother’s buttocks and lower back.

One of Shiwoo’s hands held a pair of white lingerie panties for his mother to wear, positioned in front of his mother’s face.

His mother had a dazed expression, as if intoxicated by Shiwoo’s masculine scent, and was exhaling hot, deep breaths.

In Shiwoo’s other hand was a red leather dog collar for his mother to wear.

-As expected, smeared with Shiwoo’s slippery semen…-

His mother’s dog collar that he bought at a pet supply shop in the shopping mall last Saturday.

Shiwoo briefly removes the hand holding the panties from in front of his mother’s face.

Then, Shiwoo immediately unfastens the hook of the red leather dog collar with both hands.

Shiwoo places the wide-open red leather dog collar around his mother’s neck.

“Haaah…”

As the leather texture of the semen-smeared dog collar touched his mother’s neck, his mother squeezed her eyes shut and trembled as if sobbing.

“It’s okay~~ I’ll take responsibility for everything from now on~ Mom, you don’t have to worry~~”

Shiwoo was saying, as if whispering in his mother’s ear, while wrapping the red dog collar around his mother’s neck and tightening it.

The leather dog collar is tightened around his mother’s neck, but not too tightly.

Shiwoo had finally equipped Seonmi, his own mother, with a symbol of slavery.

His mother’s trembling subsides after a while.

Shiwoo was once again holding the underwear in his hand in front of his mother’s face.

Shiwoo’s other hand was already on his mother’s slender waist.

A shapely figure and elasticity that is hard to believe is 400 years old.

Shiwoo feels that pleasant curve and texture and moves his hand, gliding towards his mother’s breasts.

Shiwoo’s hand cups his mother’s breasts from below, as if supporting a heavy object.

The weight of the large breasts surrounded by the bra is felt directly in Shiwoo’s hand.

The body sensation of his mother that he missed…the plump yet elastic flesh in his hand…

The subtle muscle tremors and irregular breathing sounds felt from his mother…the stimulating scent of her skin…

A tingling thrill seemed to vibrate from Shiwoo’s member and spread throughout his body.

Shiwoo fully feels his mother’s body with all his senses.

At the same time, he made his mother smell his masculine scent on his panties, as if trying to imprint other sensations on her mind.

An intense desire to return to the origin, the mother’s womb.

A selfless sense of unity that will transcend even that irresistible, intense desire.

Shiwoo recalls the thrilling sensation he had experienced with his mother before and continues the perverted embrace between mother and son.

**

Shiwoo and his mother, whose bodies had been in close contact for a while.

The warm heat seemed to have moistened the contact area where they touched.

Shiwoo takes his body away from his mother and steps back about half a step.

As if steam was rising and shimmering, a sticky and humid heat was rising and scattering into the air between them.

Shiwoo knelt down behind his mother.

Shiwoo unfolds the panties he is holding in his hand and brings the holes for the legs in front of one of his mother’s feet.

In front of Shiwoo’s eyes, he could see his mother’s large, shapely buttocks wrapped in a gray flared skirt.

A flared skirt that covers from the mother’s waist to above the knees…

His mother’s vaginal fluid flowing down her calves to her ankles…

-Tap!

Shiwoo raised his other hand, not holding the white panties, and patted his mother’s large and sensual buttocks.

His mother flinched her body once after being hit on the buttocks, then lifted the leg on the side where Shiwoo was holding the panties, as if she was now used to it.

Shiwoo puts the white lingerie panties on the tip of his mother’s foot.

-Tap!

After hooking the panties on her ankle, Shiwoo induces his mother to lift her other foot this time.

His mother puts the foot with the panties on the floor and lifts the opposite foot this time.

Pure white lingerie panties hanging on both of his mother’s ankles.

His mother gently puts her legs down.

Her mother’s underwear bottoms were soon being swept up her calves and thighs towards her groin.

Finally, the pure white panties covered his mother’s butt crack and crotch and were worn on his mother’s pelvis.

The lace lingerie of his mother is clearly split in the center to facilitate insertion of the penis.

The mound of the groin and the cracks were exposed to the point that it didn’t even look like she was wearing panties.

Shiwoo gets up from his seat, lowers his pants and underwear, and exposes his penis.

The huge phallic pillar is erected behind his mother’s buttocks.

Shiwoo’s fire stick, erected to have intercourse with his mother in a space where his younger siblings are together.

Shiwoo lifts the hem of his mother’s gray flared skirt above her waist.

His mother’s wet, lewd crotch is exposed to the shared space.

Aunt Seon-ju remains seated at the dining table, carefully looking back and forth between the living room and the kitchen.

Then, as if she had become a witness to a forbidden ritual, she began to watch the act between mother and son with wide eyes.

The tip of Shiwoo’s fire pillar is fitted into the crack in his mother’s split clamshell.

His mother now rests her arms crossed on the sink as if she is detached, and leans her upper body forward.

Her head is placed on her crossed arms, and her mother’s large, shapely buttocks are pushed back.

The crack of her crotch was visible under the lingerie between his mother’s buttocks.

His mother’s vagina is gaping and dripping water.

Shiwoo leans his waist slightly forward and tries to push his glans into his mother’s hole.

His mother’s vaginal flesh warmly wraps around the tip of his glans and sticks to it.

Shiwoo releases the hand holding the skirt and now grabs his mother’s slender waist with both hands.

His mother’s flared skirt, which had been raised above her waist, falls down, subtly covering the connected area between his mother and Shiwoo.

Under the flared skirt, the entrance to his mother’s secret cave, with his glans placed inside and spread open…

Shiwoo only has to mercilessly shove his huge club into his mother’s vagina now.

Just as he was about to use force and ravage his mother,

“Shi…Shiwoo…!”

His mother, who was trembling and preparing to be impaled by Shiwoo, urgently called out to Shiwoo in a trembling voice.

“Why?!”

Shiwoo asks his mother in a calm tone, as if suppressing his rising excitement.

“The…the kids…”

His mother seemed to be worried about Seyoung and Sua in the living room.

“Yeah…”

Shiwoo answers her as if he knows what his mother is worried about.

“Gently…please do it gently…I…I beg you…”

Perhaps she didn’t have the confidence to endure Shiwoo’s fierce thrusting without making moaning sounds, his mother was pleading with Shiwoo in a pitiful voice, as if she had given up all her authority as a mother.

The moment he heard his mother’s voice, Shiwoo’s sadistic instincts boiled over…

Shiwoo flips his mother’s flared skirt up above her waist.

Shiwoo immediately raises his hand and strikes his mother’s widely exposed buttocks.

-Smack!

A small, resounding sound echoes in the kitchen.

“Heueuht~!”

His mother’s waist jumps as she flinches.

His mother was closing her crotch and changing the moaning sound that was coming out into a labored breath.

Shiwoo looks at Aunt Seon-ju sitting at the dining table where the kitchen and living room are visible.

Aunt Seon-ju is startled, wondering if the sound of hitting his mother’s buttocks had spread to the living room, and is looking back at where his older sister Sehee and younger siblings are.

Aunt Seon-ju’s expression seems somewhat relieved.

Judging from Aunt Seon-ju’s expression, it seemed that his younger siblings had not yet noticed the situation in the kitchen.

Shiwoo silently pushes his member slowly into his mother’s vaginal hole.

Shiwoo’s thick penis penetrates into the wet flesh with a squishing sound.

“Hauuuu~”

His mother was making small groaning sounds in a position where she was leaning forward on the sink, pushing out her buttocks.

When Shiwoo’s penis was about halfway in, he felt the tip of his glans touching the entrance to her uterus.

His mother was stiffening as if she was curled up, trembling, and was informing Shiwoo that the limit to the depth she could endure Shiwoo’s insertion was up to that point.

Shiwoo was trying to release his mother’s stiffness by pulling his waist back.

His mother’s smooth vaginal flesh is pulled along with Shiwoo’s penis as he pulls his waist back.

“Heueueu~”

His mother’s body goes limp as if she has lost strength with just one stroke.

His mother’s legs are trembling as if she is about to collapse soon.

Shiwoo lifts his mother’s gray flared skirt once again.

Then, he raises his hand and strikes his mother’s buttocks hard.

-Smack!

“Haaheueuk~”

A louder cracking sound and moan.

“Keep your balance! Seonmi!”

Shiwoo is ordering his mother in informal language and calling her name as he pleases.

His mother’s legs were gaining strength at Shiwoo’s command.

-Squish! Squish! Squish!

Shiwoo starts piston movement lightly, moving his waist gently as his mother asked.