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Chapter 331 Precious bond (R-18)

"Why would I be ashamed? Are you?" Kevin retorted, grabbing her waist firmly. "For having such a vulgar body and using it to please your own son?"

Maria smiled and shook her head, a blush coloring her cheeks. "But don't say it like that. It makes me seem like a slut," she admitted softly.

"Well, you are a slut," Kevin said matter-of-factly, his hand fondling her soft butt, spreading and pressing her buttocks against each other as she continued to move them back and forth, her fluids coating Kevin's penis. "But you're my personal-slut. Only slutty for me."

"Yeah, I am," Maria nodded, her breathing increasing slightly. "So, do you see me as your woman or mother?" Her hips increased their speed, adding urgency to her question.

Kevin didn't know how to answer. Both options had their advantages, but what he truly desired was the intensity and sinfulness of the idea. So, with a firm grip on her thighs near her vagina, he spread them apart and guided his penis in, making her moan loudly as it fully penetrated her in one thrust. She had put all her weight on Kevin to take it in without any problem.

Breathing heavily, Kevin looked at her and answered, "I don't consider you my woman." Maria's expression fell, and she asked, "Why?"

Still not recovered from the sudden penetration, Maria trembled, her face clouded with sadness, on the verge of tears. Kevin, noticing her distress, gently grabbed her face and said, "Because you're my mother. The only one I have. I may have many women, but only one mom. How can I make her my woman?"

Maria was at a loss for words, surprised and feeling a pang deep within her core, which only seemed to tighten around Kevin's penis as he continued to speak. "I love you as my mother, and you love me as your son. You desire me because you want a deeper connection between us. You lust after me because we're perfect for each other. Don't you think so too? Don't you want to stay as my slutty mother who slut after her own son?" he asked earnestly.

Maria nodded, her arousal intensifying as she accepted her role as a friend rather than his woman. With a wide smile, she raised her hips and said, "You're right. I'm not your woman. I'm your slutty mother." With a forceful thrust, she brought them down, her buttocks slapping against Kevin's thighs, squeezing his penis tightly.

Kevin's hands rested firmly on her waist as she began to ride him up and down. Her large breasts swayed with each forceful movement, and her vagina emitted squelching sounds as she kept her walls tight around his penis.

In just a few seconds, her pace quickened even more. Her arms wrapped around his neck, burying her face in his shoulder as she took heavy breaths near his ear. "I'm cumming," she moaned, her voice filled with ecstasy.

Kevin, also on the verge of climax, hugged her soft waist tightly. "I'm cumming too," he groaned, their bodies moving in perfect sync as they reached the peak of pleasure together.

As Maria's climax hit first, her vagina's walls squeezed tightly around Kevin's penis, triggering his own release inside her. But she didn't stop riding; she kept moving until her orgasm subsided. It was intense, reminiscent of the ones she had shared with Kevin before, but it was satisfying and left her breathless.

As her orgasm subsided, Maria slumped down onto Kevin's thighs, her body limp with satisfaction. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her chest heaving with exertion. With Kevin's penis still deep inside her, she kissed him passionately, her lips soft and needy against his.

Neither of them uttered a word as they continued kissing for a few minutes, lost in the sensation of each other's lips. Their hands explored each other's bodies, tracing muscles and curves with a gentle touch. Maria's hands roamed Kevin's broad back, while Kevin's hands caressed her ample buttocks, occasionally grazing against her gaping anus, eliciting a tight squeeze from her vaginal walls around his penis.

As their passion reignited, Kevin's erection grew firm again, pressing against Maria's depths. Breaking the kiss, Maria smiled and remarked, "You got hard..." Her vaginal walls throbbed around him, still squeezing his penis with a fervent desire.

Without a word, Maria resumed her movements, this time with a slow and deliberate pace. Her hands rested on Kevin's knees as she arched her back, her chest thrusting out towards Kevin's face, inviting him to explore every inch of her body.

Kevin grabbed her ample breasts, giving them a tight squeeze. Her nipples protruded between his fingers, looking deliciously inviting. "Suck your mommy's boob," she ordered between moans, her body moving in a sensual rhythm that fueled Kevin's desire even more.

As Kevin continued to pleasure her, Maria's arousal intensified, fueled by the taboo nature of their encounter. It was true that not having sex for a while had contributed to her heightened state of arousal, but there was something uniquely thrilling about engaging in such intimate acts with her child.

For Maria, the idea of being intimate with her son, not a man who thinks of her as a woman but a mother and still doing. It felt forbidden, illicit, and utterly irresistible. There was a sense of taboo in breaking the boundaries of parent-child relationship, indulging in desires that were supposed to be off-limits.

'Yeah, I am his mother... and I'm having sex because he is my son,' she affirmed in her mind. With this realization, her thoughts settled, and a sense of peace washed over her. Finally, she had accepted her role as Kevin's mother—a mother who shared a deep bond with him, a bond that she feels when he is inside her, a bond that make her orgasm, a bond that make her happy and a bond that is precious then everything she will ever have.