Chapter 164 Bedding his mother on a flower bed (R18)

164 Bedding his mother on a flower bed (R18)

There seemed to be a sort of mattress underneath, and her look turned coquettish and seductive; a blush coated her cheek. After putting her own bed, Han Li calmly unentangled himself from her hand and looked down at her, his face filled with complex emotions. It was a red bed full of flowers and on top of it was his Mother. She laid there, her face a fair tan, her brownish black eyes filled with seductive intent and her cheeks flushed and hands open. Her black hair was spread across the mattress, and her tattered, servant-looking robe was slightly damp from sweat. With one leg, graceful as an enchantress, languidly perched over the bed's edge, she seemed to await the arrival of him—the other half to her whispered yearnings. Waiting for him to enter her spread thighs before she could close it around his waist.

With a smile on his face, full of adoration for this naive woman, Han Li got rid of his clothes, put aside his blade, cast away his masks and plans, and, naked as the day he had been born, looked at her comely face. She leaned on one of her hands while looking at him curiously. The well-sculpted physique of her son was so beautifully evoking in this place that her heart thumped slightly. His half-limp manhood stood there in all its glory.

She remarked with a light laugh, "Feels like home."

Smiling, Han Li got into her inviting legs and started undoing her robes. She shifted to make it easier, and soon, another pile of robes joined her son's abandoned clothes. Now, she was naked, her two globes standing proudly on her chest, two pink nipples looking at him, fully erect. He couldn't help but be enchanted.

It didn't take long for her waist to shake, and his mother's nectars exploded, which as if in revenge, he completely devoured. He even licked away the leftovers before changing his position into a missionary one. Filled with a bit of shame, he looked at his mother, who looked back at him, her lips stained by obscene liquid but with a smile of victory, too. He took her thighs and spread them apart before rubbing his still-hard cock on her slit, making it slick. Yet, he didn't enter and instead looked at her with a piercing stare. His mother looked back at him, a seductive and helpless look in her gaze. His cock jutted forward as he took hold of her legs, flipping her onto her belly. She was impatient, he realized. She was trying to entice him into hurrying by getting on all fours and pushing back against him. His hands roamed over her ass, massaging, squeezing each cheek. Looking at her rosy asshole, cute and inviting, he said, "I don't like what you did just there, but I won't talk about it now. It's been a while since I entered your backside..."

And it looked as beautiful as day one. She hummed, filled with yearning. He briefly rimmed it with his tongue and, with a kiss, parted. Then, he inserted a finger into the hole and spread her own nectars into it, making it slimy. She wiggled her ass to make it easier and quicker.

And finally, her son's dick, already wet with her juices after being nestled between her thighs and slit, slid into her from behind. Xiao Li, more!

Anghnnn~