(brace yourselves, this chapter is disgusting. if you don't wanna read it, just skip this chapter. 😭)
(for those who understand tagalog: kinilubot ako nung sinulat ko ito, putangina.)
(i want her part to be finished, so i'll zoom through that lazily. 😶 i'n uncomfortable with writing smutt between a mom and a son.)
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Dae-Seong's eyes darted around wildly as he was pulled into another room, but this time it had a bed and a lot more furniture. He was pushed onto the soft surface of the bed. His mother hovered above him, as the guards or workers chained his wrists and ankles to the bed posts before leaving.
He drew in sharp breath as he felt the woman's manicured nail lightly scrape against his neck. "Oh how beautiful our children would be," she purred, licking his earlobe. A shiver of disgust ran down his spine as he tugged on the restraints. He didn't like this. He hated it.
"I don't really like foreplay, before we get found, I want this done and over with," she stated, before standing up and stripping herself of her pencil skirt and panties, leaving her with only her blouse. Her hands trailed up his legs and up to his crotch. She rubbed him through the fabric, making him flinch. Fear struck him.
She smiled, licking her lips before taking the hem of his pants and pulling them down. She eyed the forming tent in her boxers. Even if she was a massive turn off to him, he couldn't control his cock from hardening from her rubbing. He wanted it to stop, but it wasn't listening.
She ran the tip of her manicured nail on it and smirked, "you're rather big, my little one," she awed, before getting rid of his underwear. Her eyes glimmered, eyeing his shaft. "Since we don't have much time, were skipping the lubing."
She straddled his lap and held his dick before sinking onto it. (🤢) She let out a moan as she tightened around him. (🤮) He turned away, tears pushing its way out of his eyes. He didn't like the way she felt. He grimaced when she started to bounce. The thought of her taking him made him want to hurl.
