Liu Yiru was thoroughly enjoying the pleasure her son was giving her, but she didn't forget her current task. She forced herself to hold back the pleasure and stopped him, saying, "Good son, stop for now."
"Why? Doesn't mom like it when her son fucks you like this?" Ye Fei asked.
"Of course I do, but you fuck me so well that I can't get any work done. Be a good boy and stop for now. Let mom finish cooking, okay?" Liu Yiru gently coaxed her greedy son.
Ye Fei knew that if he kept fucking her, his mom wouldn't be able to cook. So he stopped, but his hands continued to rub her large breasts.
Liu Yiru leaned comfortably against her son, stirring the porridge in the pot with a spoon. Cooking breakfast for her son was something she was used to, but being touched and penetrated by her son while doing it was a first. Yet, she didn't feel the least bit awkward; instead, she felt this was the perfect life.
