It's been a year since my father passed away. My wife and I returned to our hometown for the memorial service. Seeing my mother in good health was a relief. During our conversation, my wife quickly excused herself and went back to her own family home nearby. I confessed to my mother that things weren't going well between me and my wife because of me. 'Behave yourself,' my mother scolded. Yet, there was something strangely alluring about the way her lips curved as she spoke, and I couldn't take my eyes off her. That night, as I tried to call out to my mother while she was cleaning the bath, I was taken aback by her unguarded appearance. Her translucent white skin and full breasts made me forget what I had come to say, captivating me completely. In the dead of night, unable to sleep, I quietly made my way to my mother's bedroom. As I gently lifted the covers from where she lay sleeping, I was enveloped in her scent. I couldn't help but lick her all over in a frenzy. When my mother woke up and asked what I was doing, telling me to stop, I couldn't control my excitement and pressed my heated groin against her private parts, penetrating her in one swift motion...
