Liu Yiru was already in the prime of her life, and although her Xuan Yin Art internal energy was sealed, her body, altered by the art, couldn't revert. Last night was her first real taste of climax pleasure, naturally making her more addicted than her son.
But she ultimately rejected her son's proposal. He was still young; indulging in this could ruin his future. So for her son's sake, she endured the itch in her pussy, feeling as if worms were crawling inside.
"Mom, will you?" Seeing his mother zone out after hearing his words, Ye Fei asked again.
"No way!" Liu Yiru decisively refused her son. Then she playfully scolded, "You naughty boy, how can you think of playing with your mom's pussy in broad daylight?"
"Wasn't last night enough? Besides, it's nighttime in our time zone," Ye Fei argued.
