Several years after my father passed away, my wife and I returned to our hometown for the memorial service. My mother, who had been depressed, seemed to have regained her energy recently and welcomed our return. Although she was older, my mother had always been beautiful. I caught a glimpse of my mother bathing. Excited, I tried to initiate sex with my wife, but she coldly rejected me. Unable to sleep, I wandered into my mother's bedroom. I snuck under the covers and played with my mother's genitals, finding them slightly moist. I then ejaculated on her buttocks. The next day, when my mother was alone, I embraced her. 'This is not right for a parent and child,' my mother said. Feeling that she had noticed my nighttime intrusion, I begged her, explaining that I couldn't hold back any longer since I hadn't had sex with my wife. Reluctantly, my mother agreed this one time and used her mouth and hands to make me ejaculate. Unsatisfied with the erotic act with my mother, I headed back to the bedroom. I heard my mother's faint breaths. My mother, who had not taken a man in years, was excited by having a penis in her mouth again. Seeing my young cock still hard even after ejaculation, she quietly awakened her feminine desires. Happy that my mother was pleasuring herself due to our daytime encounter, I saw an opportunity to connect with the mother I had always loved. I approached her and forcefully began to caress her. Though she resisted and refused, her mature body, sensitized by self-pleasure, could not calm down. I merged with my mother. My mother was led to orgasm multiple times as I thrust in and out vigorously…
