Despite her pent-up desire, Liu Yiru found herself sleeping more sweetly nestled against her son's firm chest than she had after her release the night before. In fact, it was the most peaceful night's sleep she could remember having in her entire life.
As dawn broke on the second day, Liu Yiru awoke to find that the buttons of her pajamas, which she had fastened before bed, were now undone. Her ample breasts were pressed flesh-to-flesh against her son's solid chest.
Her lower half was in an even more compromising state—her pajama bottoms were completely removed, leaving her in just a pair of small panties.
One leg was raised and draped over her son's waist. His own boxer shorts had vanished, leaving him completely bare.
Most significantly, due to their position, her son's naturally erect morning cock was perfectly aligned with her slightly parted pussy, thanks to her raised leg, and was pulsing gently with each beat of his heart.
