Yang Mo and [Labella de Paewen]
“Ah, ah... ah, ah, come in, ugh, all, all the way in, it’s, it’s almost... almost all the way in, it’s coming in... It’s touching Mum’s womb, it’s touching it…!”
“Uuuuugh.... It’s so tight…!”
Although the base hadn’t quite entered yet, something was already pressing tightly against it, blocking the penis’s advance. It was by no means a normal size. A boy with a penis so large it was hard to believe it belonged to an adult—a boy known as the ‘Witch of the Inspectorate’—was writhing about, trying to thrust his entire member into the vagina of Labella.
“No, no more—it, it won’t go in. Ugh… It’s too… too big. N-now, it’s—ugh… Ah, it’s morning, phew… No, no more…”
Feeling the presence of the penis pressing down on her lower abdomen, Labella gasped for breath as she tried to persuade her son, but Marey, as if such words meant nothing to him, held Labella’s waist with one hand, braced himself against the ground with the other, and pushed off the floor with the tips of his toes.
So that this exquisite female body could not escape, so that she might take his member in to the very end.
“Mum was in the wrong… so I deserve to be punished, don’t I?”
“It’s going in, it’s going in. Ah, all the way to where it shouldn’t go. Ah, ah, it feels so good, so, so good. Aaaah… Uuuugh… Uuuugh…”
As the boy thrashes about, his penis rubs against and presses into her womb. She feels a shiver of pleasure from her son’s member—which has not yet fully entered her body, as she is not yet ready—grinding against her. As she slowly moves her hips, the thick, meaty rod roughly pushes her delicate womb upwards once more.
-Gggggrrrrrr!
“Uuuuugh...!!”
At that very moment, the young boy’s mother let out a low, animal-like cry. Before they knew it, their positions had reversed. A wild gust of heat swept through the space beneath the dining table, and Marey—using his penis, which had lost none of its vigour—pounded deep into Ravel’s insides before thrusting her out from under the table.
“Guh... Guh.... Huuu...... U... u...”
As Marey thrust his hips, Labella’s body was pushed backwards with a loud thud. Trying desperately to hold on, she reached behind her back to brace herself, but her insides—which had already been shaped to fit her son’s cock perfectly after dozens of thrusts—collapsed mercilessly under the assault of his forcefully penetrating penis.
Following the path of her receding body, a sticky trail trickled from their union, leaving a distinct mark on the floor.
“Haah, haah, uuuugh... uugh..!”
Marey felt an even greater surge of excitement at the mother’s desperate struggles as she tried to hold out. He wanted to grab her waist, thrust all the way to the base, and crush that futile resistance. With his penis deeply embedded within her, Marey gripped her waist and slowly pushed her back down. Before long, her back touched the ground and her body bent into a C-shape.
“Ah, ah. That, that position… Hii… iiii… Hiiik…!!”
As he roughly pulls his penis out, the love juices that had pooled between them gush out in a torrent.
Pressing down from above. He is drawn to the curves that allow him to mark his beautiful stepmother as his own. Her large breasts, as if they were cushions, supported his knees, allowing his legs to float in the air.
Strictly speaking, it was a position without a name, but the violet eyes that craved him so desperately, the green strands of hair scattered haphazardly across the floor, and the petals gushing with love juice as if begging to be penetrated at once—all of this took in at a single glance.
“Hurry, hurry...!”
As Marey placed his member upon Labella’s garden, which seemed to be urging him on, she twisted her hips from side to side as if begging for immediate penetration, stimulating the underside of his penis between her parted labia. Her lovely master simply smiled as he looked at her. No—at the sight of her son, Labella’s eyes fluttered wildly. She knew instantly what he wanted. Having taught him those lewd words last night, she licked her lips and continued speaking at the sight of her admirable son, who was eager to put them into practice straight away.
“P-please. Into your excited, uh, Mummy’s vulgar… wet pussy. Give me your son’s mighty cock… I beg you…”
“You’re so cute, Mummy.”
At the word ‘cute’, Ravella broke into a broad smile. Her face, which had radiated a warm, spring-like, all-embracing maternal kindness, transformed into a lewd expression the moment Marey’s penis was thrust deep inside her.
“Ahh.... Ahh..... I love it... It’s so deep... It’s too much....”
Ravella’s body began to move in unison with Marey’s thrusts. Her large breasts swayed, defying gravity. Despite the bizarre position, Ravella clung to the floor, straining to align her hips with Marey’s movements so she could take her son’s member even deeper.
“Mum’s cute… Ravella’s cute...”
Seeing Labella striving even harder in response to the compliment that she was cute, Marey found her—despite their significant age difference—truly endearing. Her violet eyes, yearning for him. The sight of this stunning beauty—whose wide embrace seemed capable of granting any wish, and whom he’d never even imagined—lying beneath him, whimpering and moaning, drove Marey to probe deeper and rougher inside her.
“Hehe… My cute mummy… Ugh… So… more, more, love… Ahh… give it to me… Love… Deeper, deeper… Ah, it hurts. Ugh… But more than the pain… I, I like it… Eek…”
The way her body trembled like a sow’s was just like that of a beast driven mad by lust. Yet her stunning beauty made her seem less like a beast or a sow and more like a goddess capable of casting everyone into a spell of enchantment.
“Mum, how… how is it…? Is it nice…?”
“It’s so… so wet… Keep pulling me… I like it… I like it so much…”
Marey grabbed her firm thighs and began to pull them apart, gradually stretching her insides to his heart’s content.
“It’s… it’s scratching my stomach, scratching it, scratching it… it’s too… too big… Ugh…”
Just as Labella had said, Marey’s penis scraped down her stomach, then scraped back up again. The massive, iron-hard club, rather than sliding into her tightly curved vagina, thrust forward roughly as if determined to clear away everything blocking its path, with the force to pierce right through her flesh. Ravella twisted her body, trying desperately to guide Marey’s member into her womb.
“Hiii… Am I doing it right? Marey?”
“J-just a bit more… Ugh… Mum, my waist…”
Perhaps irritated by the occasional scraping sensation as the penis thrust into Ravel’s depths, Marey pushed his member all the way into her and grabbed the wrist he’d been using to steady her, pulling her towards him. The sight of her being penetrated one-sidedly in a downward-thrusting position, with even her wrist held fast, might have looked like rape were it not for the boundless love they shared.
“Don’t be so rough... Eek.... Yes... Yes... I’ll do whatever you say, so just a little more... a little more... love me... my darling... Ahhh... I’m, I’m going to go mad...!”
“Mum... Mum...!”
At Labella’s loving whispers, Marey thrust into her even more roughly. Beads of sweat dripped down onto his mother’s body, mixing with the sweat on her porcelain-like skin and soaking the floor.
“Ahhhhh… Haa… Ah…!”
As Marey’s hot pillar of fire pressed against her womb, Labella stuck out her tongue like a dog and shuddered with pleasure. Her two hands, outstretched into the air, moved towards Marey’s shoulders; she gently stroked her young son’s shoulders and neck, then carefully interlaced her fingers with his.
“Kiss… kiss me… my Marey…”
Labella spread her arms wide and bent forward to embrace Marey, but he—already wrapped his arms around his mother’s hips and taking her—could not hear a single word she said. Labella watched the boy—no, her son—so endearing that she stroked his cheeks with both hands. The hand that touched the corner of his mouth slowly slipped inside, and Marey, unaware of what had entered his mouth, instinctively sucked and licked it fervently.
“Ahh.... Even though it’s just a finger... it feels so good... How... how... .”
Her face flushed, she had been enjoying the feel of Marei’s tongue, but she could no longer hold back and withdrew the finger she’d been feeling inside Marei’s mouth. She then moved it to her own lips and sucked on it carefully, as if it were coated in honey, savouring Marei’s saliva.
“Ugh... Labella... Mum?”
Watching Labella begin to suck on his finger frantically, Marey called out to her once more. Even so, he did not stop moving his hips, ravaging her insides wildly, and Labella responded by thrusting her hips in unison.
“Saliva… saliva… please…”
“Saliva?”
Labella nodded vigorously, like a child asking for a Christmas present. Marey didn’t quite understand the situation, but leaning forward as if resting against her body, he slowly stuck out his tongue. His pink tongue, glistening with saliva, swept seductively through the air.
“Ahh... don’t tease me... give it to me… give me your saliva...”
The saliva dripping from the tip of her outstretched tongue trickled down onto Labella’s pink nipple. Instinctively clutching her own breast, she ran the tip of her tongue over her pink areola. Biting her own breast, Labella flashes an inscrutable smile. As if to show off her hard, erect nipples glistening with saliva—as if to make sure Marey sees them—she gathers her breasts tightly together before gently parting them to the left and right. All the whilst, she was greedily lapping up the saliva dripping from the young boy’s mouth.
“Ah, ah... ah, ah, come in, ugh, all, all the way in, it’s, it’s almost... almost all the way in, it’s coming in... It’s touching Mum’s womb, it’s touching it…!”
“Uuuuugh.... It’s so tight…!”
Although the base hadn’t quite entered yet, something was already pressing tightly against it, blocking the penis’s advance. It was by no means a normal size. A boy with a penis so large it was hard to believe it belonged to an adult—a boy known as the ‘witch of the Inspectorate’—was writhing about, trying to thrust his entire member into Labella’s vagina.
“No, no more—it, it won’t go in. Ugh… It’s too… too big. N-now, it’s—ugh… Ah, it’s morning, phew… No, no more…”
Feeling the presence of the penis pressing down on her lower abdomen, Labella gasped for breath as she tried to persuade her son, but Marey, as if such words meant nothing to him, held Labella’s waist with one hand, braced himself against the ground with the other, and pushed off the floor with the tips of his toes.
So that this