Ayu, Harith's wife, was away in Singapore for a week of work training. Alone in their condo, Harith missed her dearly. But Harith was lucky to have another woman in his life, which he loved and cared for dearly, Kak Zainab, his birth mother, which lived nearby. He knew he could always count on her. Her love and support were a constant source of comfort, for both Harith and Ayu, and he planned to spend time with her that week. Unbeknownst to Harith, this would be his undoing. Secretly, Kak Zainab harbored more than maternal feelings towards her own son, and this would contribute to what would eventually occur between them.771Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4MCZ05zDma
One day, Kak Zainab noticed a broken light on the kitchen ceiling in her condo. She was hesitant to change it herself, so she texted Harith for help. He was watching a soccer match at the time, but rushed over to his mother's place, forgetting he wasn't wearing any underwear underneath the sweatpants he had on.771Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzKvwfkzSXP
As Harith reached his mother's condo, and as he walked towards the kitchen, Kak Zainab's eyes grew wide when she notice the hefty fat outline of his bulge, under his sweatpants, especially the mushroom tip jiggling with each step he took. She wondered if he was even wearing any underwear, and the sight made her quim wet.771Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1uUTWWotQQ
While Harith stood up on a chair to fix the light bulb, Kak Zainab steadied it. She positioned herself so that her face was facing his crotch, and as she looked up, her gaze fell upon the outline of his cock, bulging in his sweatpants, especially the protruding mushroom tip. On a whim, she inched her face closer, taking in his musky, manly scent. She then slowly stuck out her tongue on the protruding mushroom tip, under the fabric, oblivious, Harith felt the slight nibbling pressure of Kak Zainab's tongue, but it didn't quite register with him yet, until he felt his cock started to ballooned.771Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡECfG9FWfgt
The next scene was on the couch of the living room, with Harith's sweatpants lying nearby. As he stared at his mother burying his cock down her throat, Kak Zainab was in tears, overwhelmed with the pleasure of having her own handsome son's fat cock in her mouth. The sounds of slurps, groans and moans echoed the living room, and Harith couldn't help but grunt with each thrust of his mother's lips.771Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBTjEmwid6L
" Umi! Nak pancut!," Harith warned, throwing his head back as his cock twitched. This made her sucked even harder, and massaged his clenching balls gently, to give up more of his life giving seed.
The next few days were filled with intense encounters between mother and son, they pushed each other to their limits, exhausted, but shared a look of mutual satisfaction, their physical connection solidifying the bond that had grown between them.771Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAmjmzIwBls
"You like that, don't you?" Kak Zainab said, looking up at Harith with a sly smile.
"Yes, Umi. I never experienced this, even with Ayu," Harith replied, moaning with pleasure.
As their encounters continued, mother and son couldn't get enough of each other. They explored sex positions, that even Harith and his wife, Ayu, Kak Zainab's daughter in-law seldom or sometimes never tried, and here Harith and his own mother were attempting; Reverse cowgirl, doggy style and anal. Kak Zainab's living room couch became a witness to their encounters, and their favorite place to have sex, with the echoes of their moans and grunts filling the space.771Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIBQWmtt7JF
"Harder, Umi. Fuck me harder," Harith said, his eyes glazed with pleasure.
Kak Zainab obliged, riding him harder with a frenzied speed. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, and Harith couldn't help but stare at them.
"Do you like these, son?" Kak Zainab said, teasing him.
"Yes, Umi. Their gorgeous," Harith replied, grabbing each breasts with his hands, and gently biting, sucking, licking and squeezing each one.
As they reached a fever pitch, Harith couldn't help but moan with pleasure, his cock twitching inside his mother's spasming pussy.
'I'm cumming, Umi. I'm cumming,' Harith said, throwing his head back.
A gasp escaped Kak Zainab's lips, 'Me too, Harith!' she replied, a wave of intense pleasure washing over mother and son. As her pussy spasmed around his cock as she milked every drop of her own son's seed.
A while later, after the dust settled, both lay on the couch, sweaty, satisfied, and trying to catch their breath, Kak Zainab weakly looked at Harith with a sly smile.
"I'm glad Ayu is outstationed for the week," Kak Zainab said, winking at him.
Harith laughed, pulling his mother closer to him.
""Me too, Umi," Harith murmured, his voice husky. Their gazes locked, he leaned closer, as he kissed her on the mouth, and their tongues swirled together in a delicious exploration, sending shivers down both their spines.
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