"You naughty boy, how can you talk about your own mother like that?" Liu Yiru playfully scolded, but then continued, "However, good son, Mom's pussy really does feel itchy and good right now. Use more force when you finger me, make Mom feel even better."
"Okay!" Ye Fei agreed, but instead of continuing to thrust his finger inside as his mother wished, he pulled it out with a "pop."
With the withdrawal of his finger, Liu Yiru felt an immediate sense of emptiness and discomfort in her pussy. Just as she was about to protest, she suddenly felt her pussy being enveloped by something warm and wet. She quickly looked up to see that her son had buried his head between her thighs.
Ye Fei's pussy-licking skills had long been honed to perfection with his mother and the other women.
As soon as he captured his mother's longed-for pussy in his mouth, he began to work diligently, using his tongue to tease every sensitive spot, yet preventing her from climaxing just yet.
