Urban Seduction: Housewives Club-Chapter 2151 - 472: Entering Mother 3

Wang Yue gripped his massive cock, using that purple, python-like head to grind and swirl against his mother’s entrance. He teased her until the itch became unbearable, and Su Mengyan couldn’t help but moan, "You... you just love to play with me, don’t you? Get inside already, you little pervert!" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Seeing his mother drop her dignified act to beg for it made a smug, lecherous grin spread across Wang Yue’s face. He hooked his arms under her snowy, inviting legs and gave a violent, forward thrust.

With a wet squelch, the thick, oversized python buried itself deep into the slick heat she’d been craving, slamming all the way home against her cervix.

Su Mengyan let out a long, shaky "Ahhh..." Her senses were a blur of tingling, numbness, aching, and pure pleasure. The sensation was so overwhelming it felt like she was drifting toward the heavens.

Her son, gifted with both size and god-tier technique, had hit her deepest, most sensitive spot on the very first strike. Su Mengyan’s long, shapely legs kicked up toward the ceiling, her toes curling tight as she bucked against him. It looked almost painfully good.

Her mature, hungry walls clamped down on the invading head, layer upon layer of tender flesh squeezing and grinding against the intruder. Wang Yue felt a surge of indescribable bliss, so he started pumping his hips, driving into her with everything he had.

Every thrust of that hot, heavy shaft reached her deepest core. The ridged rim of the head scraped against the sensitive walls of her inner tunnel, sending waves of electricity through her. Su Mengyan was lost in the ecstasy, her moans turning wild and uninhibited: "Oh... ngh... mmm..."

The pleasure hit them like a tidal wave. Caught in the heat of the moment, they clung to each other, trading heated kisses and saliva, letting their primal instincts take full control.

Su Mengyan savored the soul-shattering sensation. A warm, tingling current rose from her depths, rattling her bones and leaving her breathless.

The sheer, unstoppable force of the pleasure made her pale, rounded hips buck and grind frantically against him. She gripped the bedsheets for dear life, her face a mask of pure, unadulterated joy.

Wang Yue, fueled by his mother’s lewd and breathless reactions, hammered away even harder, using the raw friction to fill the void in this beautiful, lonely woman’s soul.

Within moments, a fresh wave of pleasure radiated from her core, washing over her body and sending her toward the peak. She gasped loudly, her mind completely blank, feeling better than she ever had in her life.

Wang Yue’s rhythm grew faster, more frantic and violent.

Su Mengyan, being absolutely wrecked by her own son’s massive cock, looked like she was caught between a sob and a prayer—vulnerable, gorgeous, and wearing a satisfied smirk that made her look even more seductive.

Despite her lush, mature exterior, her heat was incredibly tight. Wang Yue’s shaft never left her core, plunging in and out in a blur, while his mother twisted her smooth, snowy hips to meet every hit.

Feeling herself stretched to the limit, Su Mengyan wrapped her arms tight around her son’s back, rubbing her soft, heavy breasts against his chest as they worked together.

Her ivory body pulsed with the rhythm of his thrusts. She skillfully tilted her hips, meeting his lunges and crying out in a filthy, desperate wail: "Mmm... oh... slower... it’s... too... deep...!"

Wang Yue didn’t listen. He put his full weight into every strike, bottoming out every single time. He was fast and he was mean.

Su Mengyan was a perfectly ripe, juicy prize, and he was getting more arrogant with every hit.

His hips moved like a power drill, the head of his cock hammering against her soft core, the wet friction of the flesh making a loud slap-squish sound. He wanted to drive right through her beautiful, soaking-wet body just for the hell of it.

Su Mengyan’s eyes were hazy with lust. Her muscles spasmed, and a hot gush of nectar shot out of her. When that scalding fluid hit his cock, it sent his primal aggression through the roof. He switched up his tactics—grinding her core, using the "nine shallow, one deep" rhythm, and angling his thrusts to toy with her even more.

Unable to take it, Su Mengyan flipped him over and climbed on top. Looking like she was on fire, she sat up straight and started a wild, grinding dance on his lap, her rounded hips bouncing up and down. The sound of the wet friction—plap, plap—filled the room.

Wang Yue sat back and enjoyed the show—his mother’s lethal, perfect body shaking and bouncing on his cock was pure heaven. He used one hand to knead her swaying breasts and the other to roam over her thighs, waist, and hips, occasionally reaching down to flick her swollen little bud.

Su Mengyan was driven nearly insane by the pleasure. She gripped Wang Yue’s shoulders with a death grip, her snowy ass shaking violently. Her mouth hung open, letting out soul-stirring cries: "Oh... oh god... it’s... killing me... so... deep... ngh... I’m gonna... you’re gonna break me... I can’t... ah! I’m going again... I’m gonna lose it...!"

Having held back for so long, she was hyper-sensitive. She couldn’t withstand her son’s brutal pace. Her body convulsed, her inner walls clamping down and "kissing" the head of his cock. Suddenly, a fresh torrent of fluid erupted, soaking him in bliss. He felt like his cock was a sausage being squeezed in a warm sandwich. Having finished yet again, Su Mengyan collapsed onto him, completely spent.

In that moment of her climax, the sensation his mother provided was far more intense than any other woman. Wang Yue wanted to see where his limit was, so he gritted his teeth and let her hot, pulsing heat squeeze him, refusing to let go.

With a massive effort, he managed to hold back his own finish, which only made his desire burn hotter.

Now that his mom was lying still on top of him, he couldn’t stand the lack of movement. He flipped her back over, pinning her down. He hoisted her flawless legs over his shoulders and shoved a pillow under her hips to tilt her dripping entrance up high. Holding his still-raging cock, he aligned it and drove it all the way in with one massive lunge.

Su Mengyan was still riding the waves of her climax, but Wang Yue didn’t care. While her walls were still twitching, he started a brutal, high-speed assault.

God, this is amazing!

The warmth, the moisture, the grip—it all hit him at once. Combined with the way her muscles were still fluttering against him, it felt like every pore in his body was opening up in relief.

He buried himself deep inside her, staying still for a moment just to savor the feeling. Once she finally started to settle down, he hoisted her legs even higher and kicked off the next wave of the assault.