I, my beautiful mother, who should never be able to touch her, had a mother-child relationship that is not related by blood...

"When you met that person, you were a nine-month-old baby..." A shocking fact that my mother told me after my father's funeral. When I was a child, I finally realized how I felt when I was lustful when I saw my father and mother's actions. After my father passed away, I couldn't contain my feelings for my mother, and one summer day he attacked her. My mother's resistance gradually disappeared due to her guilt of continuing to lie. Not only that, when I fuck her hard, she starts to convulse and climax repeatedly...