The relentless, brutal assault did not stop for even a second. Jun Hao continued to pound and hammer deep into her anal passage with ferocious, merciless force, driving his massive length in and out of her tight, burning heat at a terrifying pace. Every thrust stretched her wider, tore past her limits, and sent waves of mixed agony and strange, blinding sensation crashing through her entire body.

While he destroyed her from behind, his hands and mouth never ceased their wild, insatiable exploration. His large, rough hands roamed over every single inch of her skin—grabbing, squeezing, kneading, and groping her heavy breasts, her soft stomach, her trembling thighs, her wide hips, and her back. He pinched and twisted her sensitive nipples until they were red, swollen, and throbbing. His mouth was everywhere at once: sucking fiercely on her dark nipples, biting and licking her long, slender neck, nibbling and blowing hot air into her ears, trailing wet, open-mouthed kisses all over her shoulders, her armpits, her ribs, and her soft belly. He licked every curve, every fold, every sensitive hollow of her body, leaving every inch of her skin covered in dark red hickeys, deep bite marks, and traces of his saliva, marking her completely as his property, leaving no part untouched or unclaimed.

Lian Hua lay trapped beneath him, her mind completely shattered, her body writhing, shaking, and convulsing endlessly. Her face was a mess of tears, sweat, and pleasure, her mouth constantly open to release long, broken, deafening screams and moans that filled the bathroom. She tried to resist the sensation, tried to hold onto her pride and denial, but she was drowning in the overwhelming intensity of it all.

Suddenly, amidst the chaotic rhythm of skin slapping against skin and her own desperate cries, Jun Hao leaned down close to her ear, his breath hot, heavy, and filled with wicked triumph. He increased the force of his thrusts, driving deeper and harder than before, grinding against her sensitive inner walls as he spoke.

"So... Mother... tell me now... Can you feel the pleasure starting to take over you now? Admit it... you love this... you love how I split you open..." he growled, his voice thick with lust and dominance. "And tell me... Who is better? Me... or your husband... my father? Compare us... tell me who makes you feel more like a woman... who fills you better... me or him?"

Lian Hua’s eyes went wide, her face twisting in shame and agony. She shook her head frantically from side to side, her hair wet and messy sticking to her face. She bit her lip hard, refusing to answer, refusing to say such a sinful thing.

"N-No...!!! HAAAA...!!! I-I won’t say it...!!! UUUHHH...!!! I-I can’t...!!! AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!" she sobbed out, her voice trembling and broken. "D-Don’t ask me that...!!! It’s wrong...!!! N-No...!!!"

Jun Hao laughed darkly, a low, menacing sound. He did not accept her silence or her refusal. Immediately, he slammed his hips forward with double the force, driving his massive rod deep into her bowels with a violence that nearly lifted her body off the floor. He pounded into her harder, faster, and more brutally than ever before, abusing her tight passage mercilessly, determined to force the truth out of her. He pinched her nipples viciously, twisted them until she screamed, and bit hard onto the soft flesh of her neck.

"ANSWER ME!!! NOW!!!" he commanded fiercely, his voice roaring in her ear. "Tell me... Who is better?! ME... OR HIM?! Say it... or I will tear you apart right here!!!"

Under this relentless, increased torture of pleasure and pain, Lian Hua’s body completely betrayed her. She thrashed wildly, her back arching high, her hips bucking upward and backward to meet every brutal thrust. She shook violently from head to toe, her legs trembling uncontrollably, her whole body jerking and writhing in absolute chaos. She moaned, groaned, whimpered, and wailed at the top of her lungs, the sounds tearing out of her throat without stop.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! HAAAAA...!!! UUUUUHHHH...!!! IT HURTS...!!! BUT IT FEELS... IT FEELS...!!! NNNNGGGHHHH...!!! I CAN’T THINK...!!! AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"

"SAY IT!!!" Jun Hao roared again, hammering into her deepest point, striking the sensitive spot over and over again until she was seeing stars. "ME OR HIM? WHO IS BETTER?!"

He slammed into her one last time with earth-shattering force, and that was the breaking point. Overwhelmed by the sensation, unable to hold back any longer, completely defeated by his size, his strength, and his dominance, Lian Hua finally screamed out the truth amidst a long, shattering, deafening moan of pure ecstasy, her body exploding in a massive wave of sensation as she spoke.

*"YOU...!!! YOU ARE BETTER!!! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! *YOU ARE BETTER THAN HIM!!! ONLY YOU!!! YOU FILL ME SO MUCH MORE!!! YOU MAKE ME CRAZY!!! AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"

As she screamed her confession, her body convulsed violently, and she gushed and squirted uncontrollably, a heavy stream of her sweet nectar pouring out from between her legs, soaking the floor and his thighs, her body betraying just how much she meant it, just how much she truly preferred her own son over her husband.

Jun Hao grinned widely, a look of wicked, victorious satisfaction spreading across his face. He slowed his pace slightly, though he remained buried deep inside her, grinding slowly and deeply, enjoying her submission.

"Oh? So you finally told the truth, did you?" he whispered, licking the tears from her cheeks. "Good girl... I knew you would admit it eventually. Since you were honest with me... I will give you a reward now."

Lian Hua’s eyes snapped open wide, filled with sudden panic and fear, her mind foggy but still realizing what "reward" meant in this situation. She shook her head frantically, her voice rising in desperate, terrified screams. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"W-WHAT?! A REWARD?! N-NO...!!! PLEASE...!!! D-DON’T...!!! NOT THERE!!! DON’T DO IT INSIDE THERE!!! ANYTHING BUT THAT...!!! PLEASE DON’T...!!! AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"

But her pleas fell on deaf ears. Jun Hao completely ignored her screams, her fear, and her desperate begging. Her panic only excited him further. With a wicked growl, he went into a frenzy. He became even more brutal, even more rough, even more piercing and sharp with his movements. He began to piston in and out of her anal passage with a speed and violence that defied belief, driving into her with sharp, stabbing thrusts that went deeper than she thought possible.

He attacked her body with renewed madness. He bit and sucked hard on her breasts, her neck, her shoulders, and her lips, leaving fresh, deep marks everywhere. His hands squeezed and groped her with crushing force. He kissed her deeply, devouring her mouth and tongue, drinking in her screams, while his hips slammed into her relentlessly, destroying her completely. He wanted to make sure she never forgot this moment, never forgot who owned her, and never forgot whose seed filled her.

Lian Hua was lost in a storm of sensation. She screamed until her voice was hoarse, her body thrashed and twisted wildly, her inner muscles clamping down and spasming around him rhythmically, milking him, pulling him deeper, despite her mind screaming in denial. She was completely possessed, completely used, completely at his mercy.

This went on for what felt like an eternity, until finally, Jun Hao’s body began to tremble violently. His manhood swelled to its absolute maximum size, throbbing and pulsing wildly deep inside her tight, burning passage. He gripped her body tightly, crushing her against him, wrapping his arms around her chest and waist, holding her in a death grip as if he wanted to merge his body completely with hers, to become one flesh forever.

"TAKE IT...!!! TAKE EVERY DROP...!!! IT BELONGS HERE...!!! YOU ARE MINE...!!!" he roared, losing all control.

With one final, bone-crushing, deepest thrust of all, he buried himself as deep as he could possibly go, locking himself right at the very end of her bowels, and erupted.

He unleashed and poured his seed deep inside her forbidden hole in a massive, incredible amount. Wave after wave of thick, hot, white liquid shot out of him in powerful, heavy bursts, pumping deep inside her, flooding her tight passage completely. He spurted so much, and with such force, that even in that narrow place, it overflowed instantly. The hot, creamy fluid gushed out around his base, spilling heavily down her legs, dripping onto the floor in thick, sticky streams, proof of how thoroughly he had claimed even this part of her. He held himself there, deep inside, pumping and throbbing, emptying every last drop of his essence into her, hugging her body tightly, refusing to let go, as if trying to fuse their souls and bodies together in this ultimate sin.

Lian Hua screamed the longest, most broken, most ecstatic cry of all as she felt herself being filled, flooded, and bred in the most forbidden way possible. Her mind shattered completely, her body went rigid, her soul surrendered everything. She could not think, could not speak, could not deny anything anymore—she was simply a vessel filled and owned entirely by her own son.

For about five minutes, they remained locked together in that position. Jun Hao lay heavily on top of her, his weight crushing her soft body, still buried deep inside her, still throbbing and twitching occasionally as the last drops of his seed flowed into her. He held her tightly, breathing heavily against her skin, kissing her face, her neck, and her shoulders gently yet possessively. He kissed her lips again, forcing his tongue deep into her mouth, sucking and devouring her tongue slowly, deeply, thoroughly, enjoying the taste of her breath and her submission, marking her mouth one last time.

Slowly, his strength finally gave out. He softened inside her, and with a wet, slick sound that echoed obscenely, he slowly withdrew his spent member from her depths, dragging it out through the mess of fluids that now coated her completely. He collapsed fully onto her chest, his heavy body lying on top of hers, his head resting on her shoulder, exhausted, satisfied, and triumphant. He continued to kiss her face and neck softly, whispering words of sinful ownership, while Lian Hua lay completely still beneath him, her body limp, drained, filled, and marked from head to toe, floating in a haze of pleasure, shame, and total, absolute surrender to the son she had given birth to.