"you!"
Wang Xiulan was so angry at her son's shameless behavior that she was almost speechless.
But looking at Lin Zhe lying on her bed like a sulking child, she felt a sense of helplessness.
Actually, Wang Xiulan didn't think that much about it at first.
But as she sat alone at her dressing table, writing that cold divorce agreement by hand, she felt increasingly empty and uneasy.
Adding to the unease, the sudden chandelier broke, and the ensuing darkness made her feel an unprecedented sense of loneliness and fear.
So, Wang Xiulan, as if possessed, sent that message to Lin Zhe.
To be honest, when Wang Xiulan opened the door and saw her son's handsome yet concerned face, she did feel a warm current in her heart.
But now, this son who warmed her heart is acting like a scoundrel and refusing to leave, which has indeed put her in a dilemma.
To be honest, giving him another chance... it doesn't seem like it's entirely out of the question.
After all, last night in that small county hotel, they did almost everything that should and shouldn't have been done.
But the situation is completely different now!
This is home!
Her husband, daughter, grandson, and daughter-in-law were all there!
They slept right outside the door, separated only by a thin wall and a flimsy door!
just in case...
If any of them finds out, then I...
How can I face people after this?
Wang Xiulan could never bring herself to do it.
As she watched her son lying beside her, his breathing gradually becoming steady and long, as if he were really about to fall asleep, Wang Xiulan felt a strange sense of panic and reluctance rise in her heart.
In a moment of desperation, she reached out and pinched Lin Zhe's thigh hard.
"Ah! Mom, what are you doing?!"
Lin Zhe jumped up from the mattress as if he had been pricked by a needle, rubbing his thigh.
Wang Xiulan's face was filled with sorrow and struggle as she spoke softly:
"Xiao Zhe...we...we did something wrong."
"You know what? I haven't dared to look at your sister and your wife all day. I just felt..."
"I have a feeling they know something..."
This is a classic example of someone who feels guilty.
In fact, Wang Xiulan's performance today was perfect, without any abnormalities.
Lin Zhe leaned closer and gently hugged his mother from behind, whispering comforting words in her ear:
"Mom, you're overthinking it. Nobody will know."
He paused, then continued to whisper in her ear in that seductive voice:
"There's a saying that goes, 'Life is short, so enjoy it while you can.' There's also a poem that says, 'Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, for they will soon be bare.' You see, the ancients have already figured out these principles for us."
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiulan's body trembled slightly in his arms.
The logic was sound, but she just felt uncomfortable.
Who would have sexual desire for their own son?
Isn't that a piece of flesh that I carried for ten months and fell off my own body?
Regardless of the circumstances, this is incest, which violates human ethics and moral principles.
If it were acceptable to the world, it wouldn't be despised to this day.
The traditional education Wang Xiulan received from childhood made it difficult for her to accept all of this calmly.
Seeing his mother with her head down, lost in thought, Lin Zhe knew that she was still doing her final mental preparation.
All I need to do is add the final spark.
Suddenly, Lin Zhe released his mother, flipped himself backward, and pressed the switch on the bedside table hard.
"Smack."
The chandelier, which had just been repaired, went out with a snap.
The entire bedroom was plunged into complete darkness once again.
"ah!"
Wang Xiutian was startled by the sudden darkness and let out a short cry.
Before she could react, Lin Zhe had already rolled over again and held her firmly in his arms.
"Mom, are you feeling better now?"
Lin Zhe's voice was incredibly gentle.
And darkness is the best cover-up.
When you can't see each other's faces, when everything is shrouded in the thick darkness of night, the guilt in people's hearts seems to lessen.
Wang Xiulan initially tried to struggle, but when she was tightly embraced by her son's strong arms and felt the steady, powerful heartbeat in his chest, her struggling heart gradually calmed down.
In the darkness, Wang Xiulan weakly uttered a barely audible response.
"...Um."
This soft "hmm" sounded like heavenly music to Lin Zhe!
Lin Zhe was overjoyed and excitedly cupped his mother's face, wanting to kiss her again.
However, when his lips touched his mother's slightly trembling, soft lips again, he felt her body stiffen and her lingering resistance.
Seeing this, Lin Zhe stopped what he was doing.
One must be patient in life, and the same principle applies to sex.
Lin Zhe gave up all his demands.
Instead, he chose to simply hold his mother quietly in his arms.
He buried his head in her hair, which exuded a faint fragrance, and used his body heat to warm and soothe her, waiting for the moment when she would completely melt.
Time seemed to stretch out at that moment.
Wang Xiulan let her son hold her; her body was stiff, and her mind was blank.
Lin Zhe's unconventional yet seemingly logically sound twisted argument was like the final battering ram in a siege, forcefully opening a crack large enough for a pedestrian to pass through Wang Xiulan's tightly closed heart.
Yes, what is there to resist?
The husband's betrayal had already plunged the family into an abyss, and the appearance of their son was like the only hand reaching out from that abyss.
Even if these hands are going to drag me into an even darker hell, isn't it better than sinking alone in cold despair?
...
The hug lasted for about ten minutes.
The two embraced each other in this half-sitting, half-leaning position, neither of them saying another word.
In the silence, only their increasingly heavy breathing and their pounding hearts could be heard.
Finally, Lin Zhe's slightly hoarse voice rang out in the darkness, breaking the suffocating silence.
"Mom, lie down, you're too tired."
Lin Zhe's words sounded like a lover's whisper.
Wang Xiulan's body trembled slightly, and she let out a soft hum, which sounded like an acquiescence or a sigh.
"...Um."
Lin Zhe was overjoyed to receive tacit approval.
He remained calm and his movements became even gentler.
He carefully supported Wang Xiulan's back and the back of her legs, as if she were a rare treasure, and laid her down on the soft mattress.
Then, she pulled over a thin silk quilt and carefully covered her mother with it, leaving only her beautiful face, which was still clearly defined in the darkness, exposed.
After finishing all this, Lin Zhe quickly took off his cumbersome gray bathrobe and casually tossed it onto the carpet beside the bed.
Lifting a corner of the blanket, a cool breeze rushed in, and then a hot young body slipped inside.
Because the two already had a criminal record, Lin Zhe was no longer as polite as last time and lay obediently next to his mother.
Instead, without hesitation, he flipped over and pressed his entire body onto the other side.
His strong chest pressed tightly against Wang Xiulan's two incredibly soft mounds.
Even through the thin robe, Lin Zhe could clearly feel the two nipples harden instantly as he approached.
And his own huge, hard, and hot penis was now pressed precisely against his mother's flat, soft belly through two layers of thin underwear.
Wang Xiulan's body stiffened abruptly, and her breathing stopped instantly.
But she did not resist.
She didn't push him away.
This subtle reaction was nothing short of the clearest invitation to Lin Zhe.
A moment of overwhelming joy filled his heart, and he quickly lowered his head, following the alluring fragrance in his memory, and found his mother's two slightly trembling, soft lips, and kissed them.
"Hmm..."
This time, Wang Xiulan only tilted her head symbolically, resisting for less than two seconds.
That feeble resistance proved utterly ineffective against Lin Zhe's strength and skill.
Lin Zhe easily pried open her teeth with his tongue, and went straight in, hooking onto the slippery, soft flesh that was trying to escape.
In the darkness, all senses are magnified infinitely.
Lin Zhe was like a traveler who had been thirsty for a hundred years, who had finally found a life-saving spring.
Incredibly greedy, yet extremely meticulous, savoring every inch of its mother's mouth.
Perhaps because of the emotion, the mother's tongue seemed softer and warmer than that of his wife, Su Yu.
While lacking Su Yu's provocative entanglement, she possessed a unique beauty—a mature woman's allure of half-hearted resistance.
Lin Zhe felt right at home, using the tip of his tongue to carefully trace the shape of his mother's tongue and feel the delicate texture on it.
The unique, subtle sweetness of a mother's saliva is so captivating, so irresistible.
The taboo of incest is so alluring and unsettling.
Lin Zhe kept sucking and entwining, mixing their saliva together. He swallowed some of it himself, then pushed the other part out with the tip of his tongue and sent it to his mother's mouth for her to swallow.
It was as if he wanted to imprint his mark on his mother's body in this way.
The kiss lasted a long time.
Lin Zhe only released Wang Xiulan reluctantly when she felt like all the air in her lungs was being sucked out, her body went limp, and she could only let out meaningless sobs.
Between their lips, a shimmering silver thread stretched long in the dim light before suddenly breaking apart.
It is decadent and erotic.
"mom..."
Lin Zhe's breathing was incredibly heavy as he buried his burning cheeks in his mother's neck and murmured:
"I want to... nurse."
These words were like a thunderbolt, instantly waking Wang Xiulan, who had just been lost in lust.
"no!"
She immediately shook her head, her voice trembling with a hint of tears and determination.
Perhaps everyone has some principles that seem strange to outsiders.
For Wang Xiulan, the only time she felt any pleasure during sex with her husband, Lin Jianguo, was when he licked and played with her breasts.
Even if her husband no longer holds any place in her heart.
As a wife, Wang Xiulan instinctively wanted to cover up that feeling, which was not only to prove the time she had once possessed.
It's also about giving herself an explanation, proving that I'm not a promiscuous woman.
And, as a mother, my last line of defense.
She still couldn't accept that her breasts, which were meant to nurture life, had become a tool for her son to vent his desires.
Lin Zhe seemed to have anticipated his mother's reaction, so he didn't press the matter further, only letting out a slightly aggrieved chuckle.
Su Yu had taught Lin Zhe that when dealing with women, you must never be hasty.
We must break down her defenses little by little, like boiling a frog in lukewarm water.
Lin Zhe, like an obedient child, complied with his mother, but then, he changed the subject and made an even more blatant request:
"Okay, Mom, I won't drink your milk."
"Mom, then...then can you touch it."
Wang Xiulan stiffened again, shyly closing her eyes, not daring to look at her son, and only pretending to be naive as she asked in return:
"...Touch what?"
In the darkness, Lin Zhe's lips curled into a smug, wicked smile.
He leaned down slightly, close to his mother's ear, and uttered the word that filled her with shame and indignation, word by word.
"Cock, penis."
You bastard!
Wang Xiulan reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, instantly bristling with anger.
Shame and anger unleashed an astonishing power within her; she suddenly reached out and fiercely twisted her son's strong arm.
But Lin Zhe didn't care at all, and didn't even frown.
That bit of force was less of a punishment and more like playful banter between lovers.
So he just lay quietly on his mother's body, letting her vent her frustrations.
After a short while, Wang Xiulan's grip on him gradually loosened.
Finally, she let go completely.
In the darkness, her weak, tearful moans could be heard.
"...Okay."
The word "okay" signifies her complete surrender.
Overjoyed, Lin Zhe turned to his side and lay down next to his mother. Then, with a strong arm, he gently turned his mother's plump and soft body around so that she was lying face to face with him.
The two were so close that they could feel each other's heartbeats.
Lin Zhe reached out again, slipping his hand under Wang Xiulan's slender neck and holding her firmly in his arms, thus completely filling the last gap between them.
Then, he found his mother's lips again and kissed her deeply once more.
This kiss was even more domineering than the last one.
While completely silencing any possible protests from his mother with his tongue, Lin Zhe's free left hand silently slid behind her.
Lin Zhe has large hands and long, strong fingers.
When that hand covered Wang Xiulan's plump buttocks, Lin Zhe let out a satisfied sigh.
The mother's buttocks were naturally fuller and more fleshy than Su Yu's.
The feel of it was amazing, even through the thin silk robe.
Lin Zhe kneaded them forcefully, feeling the two firm buttocks being squeezed into various alluring shapes under his palms.
With a touch of wicked humor, he pinched her hard with his finger, eliciting a suppressed groan from the woman in his arms.
Just then, Lin Zhe suddenly released his mouth and lightly bit his mother's swollen lips, which were red from being kissed.
"Mom, didn't we agree... You would touch it?"
Wang Xiulan then seemed to wake up from her dream.
At this moment, her cheeks were so hot they could fry an egg, and her body trembled slightly in her son's arms.
Torn between extreme shame and the contradiction of being driven by desire, she seemed to have used all her strength to extend her still slightly trembling right hand.
The mother's soft hands groped under the covers, and finally, her fingertips touched something hot and hard.
"!"
Wang Xiulan's heart skipped a beat.
Although it wasn't her first time touching it, the size, temperature, and hardness of Lin Zhe's thing still shocked her like never before.
This...this thing really penetrated me?
This thing might kill her?
Wang Xiulan couldn't believe it.
Fortunately, as an experienced and mature woman, after the initial shock, she did not let Lin Zhe guide her for too long.
That instinct, deeply ingrained in the body, quickly triumphed over reason.
In the next instant, her hand tightly gripped her son's hideous dragon-like dick.
Then, with a satisfied groan from Lin Zhe, she began to slowly move her hand up and down.
Seeing that his mother was so understanding, Lin Zhe chuckled with satisfaction and lowered his head to kiss those two alluring red lips again.
This time, Wang Xiulan did not refuse.
The intertwining of their lips and tongues, the subtle movements under the covers, elevated the erotic atmosphere of the entire room to a new level.
In the darkness, all that could be heard were the increasingly heavy breathing of the two, the slurping sounds of their tongues intertwining, and the rustling sounds of Wang Xiulan's hand rubbing against the fabric.
After some time, Lin Zhe's left hand was no longer satisfied with ravaging his mother's plump buttocks.
Like a greedy explorer, it slowly ascended, crossing the graceful curve of the waist, and finally stopped at the mother's moist triangle.
The slippery touch on my fingertips told me without even looking that my mother's silk panties were soaked with her juices, clinging tightly to that mysterious valley.
Lin Zhe's fingers pressed down gently through the thin fabric.
"Um..."
Wang Xiulan's body tensed up suddenly, and a groan, tinged with sobs, escaped from her gagged mouth.
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