Ye Fei sucked on his mother's breast while his large hand slipped under her loose skirt, gently caressing her thigh before finally reaching her pussy that he was so infatuated with.
Having not experienced passion for a long time, Liu Yiru's body had become much more sensitive than before. Just a light touch from her son was almost enough to bring her to climax.
Feeling Ye Fei's hand continue to caress her smooth, silk-like inner thighs and her plump, wet pussy, Liu Yiru's already sensitive body became even more uncontrollable.
"Naughty boy... lecherous son... you... mmm... mmm... stop tormenting mom... you're just trying to embarrass mom... oh... oh... it feels so good... son... your fingers are amazing..." Liu Yiru said with a mixture of shy anger, but to Ye Fei, it sounded like encouragement, urging him to go deeper.
Ye Fei couldn't help but let out a lewd chuckle, and his fingers continued to play with his mother's pussy.
