The rhythm of Jun Hao’s hips became a relentless, violent storm. He pounded into her over and over again, his heavy balls slapping loudly against her soft skin with every thrust, creating a chaotic, wet rhythm that filled the small bathroom. He did not slow down, did not give her a single second to breathe or recover. He drove into her depths with all his strength, treating her body with the wild, hungry possessiveness of a man who had waited a lifetime for this moment.

Lian Hua lay pinned beneath him, her legs still thrown high over his shoulders, her body folded almost in half, completely opened up and exposed to his merciless assault. The massive, thick length of her son’s manhood filled her completely, stretching her inner walls wider than they had ever been stretched before, scraping against every sensitive nerve, hammering repeatedly against the very end of her womb. It felt as though he was tearing her apart from the inside, yet every sharp, rough impact sent waves of blinding, overwhelming sensation crashing through her mind.

She bit down hard on her lower lip, her eyes squeezed shut tight, sweat pouring down her pale skin mixing with the water from the shower above. I must not say it... I must not say it feels good... This is wrong... This is a sin... she screamed inside her head, fighting desperately against the pleasure that threatened to consume her soul. But her body had already betrayed her completely.

Her hips bucked upward instinctively, meeting every one of his brutal thrusts with equal force, trying to take him even deeper, trying to feel more of him inside her. Her hands clawed frantically at his back, her nails digging deep into his flesh, leaving red marks and scratches as she thrashed her head wildly from side to side. Her mouth hung open, but instead of words of pleasure or acceptance, only the most intense, deafening sounds erupted from her throat—raw, animalistic cries that echoed off the wet tiles.

"AAAAHHHHHH...!!! UUUUUUUHHHH...!!! HAAAAAAA...!!! NNNNGGGGGHHHH...!!!"

Long, trembling, broken screams and endless, high-pitched moans tore out of her again and again. She writhed and twisted beneath him like a fish out of water, her whole body jerking and convulsing with every powerful slam of his hips. Her heavy breasts bounced and shook violently, slapped around by his rough movements, while her nipples stood hard and aching from his constant pinching and twisting.

Jun Hao watched her face, watched the struggle written all over it—the mix of shame, anger, and absolute, undeniable bliss. He saw how her body moved against him, how her inner muscles clamped down and squeezed him tight every time he hit that deep, sensitive spot inside her. Her stubborn silence only excited him more, driving his lust to even greater heights. He loved seeing her like this: broken, dominated, filled to the brim by her own son, unable to deny it even as she refused to speak it aloud.

"You feel it, don’t you, Mother?" Jun Hao growled in a low, heavy voice, his breath hot against her neck as he leaned closer, pounding even harder and faster, driving into her with a speed that blurred his movements. "You feel how deep I am inside you... how I own every inch of this body... You try to hide it, you try to be stubborn... but look at you... look how you move for me... look how loud you scream for me..."

Lian Hua shook her head violently, tears of overwhelming pleasure leaking from the corners of her eyes, rolling down her temples and mixing with the water. "N-No...!!! Uhhh...!!! It’s... ahhh...!!! Wrong...!!! Uwaaaaaahhhh...!!!" was all she could manage to choke out between endless, trembling moans. She refused to say ’yes’, refused to say ’it feels amazing’, refused to admit that this was the most intense pleasure she had ever felt in her entire life. Yet, her hips never stopped grinding upward to meet him. Her legs around his shoulders tightened, pulling him closer, forcing him deeper. Her wetness poured out endlessly, coating his groin and dripping onto the floor, creating a slippery mess that proved just how much her body craved this sinful union.

Suddenly, Jun Hao changed his angle. He leaned his weight further forward, pressing her legs flat against her chest, folding her body completely, making her even smaller, making the angle of penetration even steeper and deeper. Now, every single thrust drove straight, hard, and unyielding right into her most sensitive spot—the cervix, the deepest point of all.

The sensation was catastrophic.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! HAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!"

Lian Hua shrieked so loud her voice cracked, her body arching completely off the floor, her spine bending backward in a sharp curve. The impact sent shockwaves through every cell in her body. Her eyes rolled back so far only the whites were visible, her mouth stretched open wide in a silent scream before the sound erupted again. She thrashed wildly, convulsing uncontrollably, her whole body shaking and trembling like a leaf caught in a storm. It was too much... the pleasure was too big, too intense, too blinding.

Her inner walls began to spasm and clench rhythmically around his hard, invading flesh. Her breath came in short, ragged, frantic gasps. She was teetering on the edge again, her body preparing for yet another violent release, pushed to the limit over and over by the relentless, powerful pounding of her own son.

Jun Hao felt her tightening up, felt the way her body began to jerk and shudder uncontrollably beneath him. He knew she was close again. He grinned darkly, his eyes burning with wicked triumph. He increased his speed to a terrifying, impossible pace, hammering into her with every ounce of strength he possessed, abusing her soft, wet insides, forcing her towards the edge no matter how much she tried to hold back or deny it.

"Come on, Mother... give it to me... scream louder... show me how much you belong to me..." he whispered fiercely against her ear, his voice thick with lust. "You don’t have to say it... your body is already saying everything for you..."

And then, the dam broke once more.

With a long, wailing, earth-shattering cry that lasted for what felt like forever, Lian Hua lost all remaining control. Her body stiffened into a rigid bow, her toes curled hard, her hands gripped his arms in a death lock. Wave after wave of intense, blinding pleasure exploded through her, stronger and more violent than the first time. Her inner muscles clamped down and pulsed rapidly, massaging and milking his length deep inside her.

She squirted and gushed uncontrollably again, a powerful, heavy stream of nectar shooting out from her depths, splashing high up onto Jun Hao’s stomach and chest, drenching them both completely, flooding the floor around them. Her body convulsed and jerked wildly, thrashing her head back and forth, screaming her lungs out, releasing sounds that were pure, unadulterated expressions of ecstasy, even as her mind screamed in denial.

"UUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! NNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"

Not a single word of admission, not a whisper of pleasure, just endless, deafening screams and violent, trembling spasms that went on and on, until her body finally collapsed back onto the wet tiles, completely exhausted, completely drained, completely filled, yet still throbbing and aching for more. The aphrodisiac coursing through her veins ensured that even after this second violent release, the fire within her still burned bright, waiting for Jun Hao to continue his claim over her sinful, beautiful body.