Chapter 442 (Mom) (House Yard)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 442 (Mom) (House Yard)
"While... while we're washing up, eating, and getting things settled... I'll treat you with the respect a mother deserves! But from the moment we start getting Se-young ready for bed in the room... you and I... we're going to act like a married couple! We'll even use pet names... like 'Honey'... you know what I mean, right?"
Si-woo spoke as if confirming a contract, reminding her of the new rules they had set at the karaoke room and the promises they had made on the way back.
As if to show she understood, Mom swirled her tongue in a wide circle around the circumference of Si-woo’s cock shaft.
Reacting to the pleasure wrapping around his penis, Si-woo leaned his upper body deep into her before snapping his waist back straight.
"When we sleep together... hng... I'm going to tell Se-young while we're lying in bed before she falls asleep that we've decided to act like a married couple."
"I'll make sure to tell her clearly that when we wake up in the morning... we go back to being mother and son... so she doesn't get confused..."
Si-woo continued speaking, his hands spread wide as he cradled Mom’s head.
She eventually pointed the tip of her tongue, rolling it as if scraping the groove between Si-woo’s glans and the shaft.
The dizzying pleasure, feeling as if she were digging into the sensitive gaps of his flesh, made Si-woo’s waist writhe violently.
"Th-then, once Se-young is asleep, I'm going to shove it into your hole until you pass out, making up for everything we can't do right now! Hng... It won't matter if you scream loud tonight!"
Si-woo barely managed to speak while enduring the profound pleasure Mom was creating with the tip of her tongue.
Her ragged, excited breaths were huffing against Si-woo’s penis.
An uncontrollable urge to ejaculate began to surge through his cock.
Si-woo’s hand, which had been holding his smartphone, moved toward the back of Mom’s head.
Cupping the back of her head, Si-woo leaned his waist forward slightly.
As if she knew exactly what he was about to try, Mom squeezed her eyes shut, bracing herself.
Unable to hold back any longer, Si-woo thrust his penis straight into her throat.
Squelch!
"Hauuuk! Ubp, uubp! Haup!"
Mom’s closed throat forced itself open, and Si-woo’s cock shaft was swallowed deep into her neck.
Si-woo gripped her head with both hands and shoved his penis all the way into her mouth.
Mom’s neck was arched completely back while she was on all fours, as if she were straightening her throat and esophagus to clear a path for his penis.
With her head tilted back and her throat opened in a straight line, Mom’s face was turned up toward Si-woo’s.
The mucosal walls deep inside her throat clamped down and bit at Si-woo’s hard penis as it remained lodged inside.
In that state, Mom’s body stiffened as she fought back the urge to gag, her frame twitching repeatedly.
After some time passed, Mom’s tightly shut eyes slowly began to flutter open.
With bloodshot, unfocused eyes, she looked up at Si-woo with difficulty.
With one hand still pressed firmly against the back of her head, forcing her face against his groin, Si-woo used his other hand to gently stroke her hair.
"Ueok, uubp, haub! Hauuuubp."
Though her body continued to jerk as if she were about to retch, she looked up at him with a gaze that held a strange sense of composure and stability, as if this act with Si-woo was no longer foreign to her.
Si-woo savored the sight of his mother thoroughly adapting to him, as well as the sensations against the skin of his penis, as he moved his hips back and forth.
Si-woo’s penis moved, satisfyingly scraping the inside of her tightening throat.
Perhaps because her breath was being cut off by his member filling her throat, Mom’s body began to tremble violently at some point.
Si-woo recognized that her condition was becoming increasingly precarious.
He watched her through the entire process, enjoying the sensation of his penis buried deep in her throat.
Just as Mom’s eyes began to roll back and her eyelids started to quiver, Si-woo abruptly pulled his penis out of her throat.
Slurrrp!
"Hauuuuk, keck, cough, cough! Hauuu, keck, haaa... cough!"
Almost as soon as she took a sharp breath, Mom began to retch and cough violently to clear the foreign object that had filled her throat.
Burying her face in the grass of the yard, she breathed raggedly as if in pain.
"Ha-euk... haaaa... haa... haat... hauuu... ha-euk..."
Mom’s white body, which was practically naked, heaved heavily as she lay pressed against the lawn.
Si-woo’s penis, standing stiff and upright, was covered in a thick, viscous fluid that looked like Mom’s gastric acid or stomach juices.
The thick liquid coating his penis trickled down his testicles and onto his thighs.
Si-woo wiped the filth from his penis onto the hair of his mother, who was sprawled out on the grass.
After cleaning himself off, Si-woo pulled up his pants and fixed his clothes.
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Tucking his erect penis into his waistband and covering the front with his T-shirt, Si-woo looked down.
"Mom! Get it together! Let's clean up and go inside! How long are you going to stay sprawled out like that?"
As Mom’s breathing began to steady, Si-woo spoke while looking down at her.
"Yes?... Oh? Uh..."
Mom seemed to snap back to her senses, her body flinching before she pushed herself up with her arms, struggling to raise her upper body.
Returning to a kneeling position in front of Si-woo, she struggled to catch her breath.
The mask she had been wearing was folded awkwardly over her nose, leaving her lips and lower face exposed.
Her swollen breasts, her firmly erect nipples, and her flushed face all gave away the depth of her arousal.
Si-woo approached Mom, who was barely maintaining her posture on her knees, and slid his hands under her armpits.
Hooking his arms under hers, he lifted her up.
Mom leaned on Si-woo’s shoulders as if hanging onto him, barely maintaining her balance as she stood up.
Once she was on her feet, Si-woo picked up the red bikini top that had fallen to the ground and used it to wipe the filth and tears from her face.
Then, he leaned down slightly and used the swimsuit to dab away the fluids leaking from her groin.
"H-huuuuut!"
Mom flinched as if startled when Si-woo’s hand and the fabric of the bikini top touched the fissure of her groin.
Si-woo made her spread her legs slightly and meticulously wiped away the overflowing juices, wedging the fabric and his fingers into the crevice of her valley.
"But this keeps coming out no matter how much I wipe. I don't think I can get it all with this anyway. As soon as we go in, run straight to the shower!"
After wiping the fluids from her groin for a while, Si-woo took the bikini top—now wet with filth and pussy fluid—and held it up against her chest.
Mom slid her hands through the shoulder straps of the top Si-woo held out.
Si-woo fastened the back hook of the bikini top over her breasts, putting it on her properly.
Then, he pulled the fabric that was covering her breasts upward, exposing them just as they had been before.
The red bikini swimsuit was now worn in a way that completely missed or bypassed her private areas.
Mom’s large breasts and the secret flesh of her groin were exposed in a humiliating fashion.
The skin of her breasts and the petals of her groin glistened under the moonlight and the yard lights.
Beneath the hiked-up bikini bra, Si-woo used his fingertips to toy with the tips of the two large, ripe fruits.
"Ha-uuuuuu..."
Leaning on Si-woo’s shoulders, Mom reacted sensitively, her breath coming in short gasps as her arousal refused to fade.
Si-woo reached down with one hand and pressed his finger against the swollen protrusion between her petals.
As if her strength were failing, Mom leaned her upper body into Si-woo, entrusting her weight to him.
"H-huuuuu... haat..."
At the sound of Mom’s fresh moans, which sounded like juice bursting forth, Si-woo thought for a moment about forgetting the promises and simply violating her right then and there, ravishing her like a common whore.
Suppressing the impulses and desires blooming in his mind, Si-woo pulled his hands away from her body.
After steadying her, he picked up the blue cardigan from the ground and draped it over her.
Si-woo held the shoulders and sleeves of the cardigan, making it easy for her to slide her arms in.
Mom did as she was told, slipping her arms into the sleeves one by one, hiding her defenseless, exposed flesh inside the garment.
With her eyes still moist, Mom wrapped herself in Si-woo’s blue cardigan and tried to regulate her breathing.
She soon pulled the front of the cardigan tight and wiped the tears from her eyes with the sleeve, preparing herself to face her daughters.
Around Mom’s neck hung the red dog collar with the small bell.
On the skin just above the collar, the hickey Si-woo had left was vividly engraved.
And between her groin and thighs, a feast of uncontrollable desire played out, flowing like a surging river.