It has been several years since my father passed away. My wife and I returned to our hometown after a long time, relieved to see my mother in good health. During our conversation, my wife suddenly left the table and went back to her own family home nearby. I told my mother that things weren't going well between my wife and me because of me. 'Behave yourself,' my mother scolded. Her lips were strangely glossy, and I couldn't take my eyes off them. That night, as I tried to call out to my mother while she was cleaning the bath, I caught my breath at her unguarded appearance. Her translucent white skin and full breasts—I forgot what I came for and was captivated. In the dead of night, unable to sleep, I quietly made my way to my mother's bedroom. As I gently lifted the covers from my sleeping mother, I was enveloped in her scent. I couldn't help but lick her all over. When my mother woke up and asked what I was doing, telling me to stop, I couldn't control my excitement and thrust my heated groin into her private parts, penetrating her in one swift motion...
