Chapter 4: The shameful father.
Ye Chen pulled out of his mother, his softening cock glistening with their combined fluids. He looked down at her, a smug and satisfied smile on his face. "Mother, that was incredible. I can’t wait to do it again,"
She looked up at him, her eyes glazed over with a mix of pleasure and exhaustion. "Ye Chen, that was... intense. I never imagined it would be like this."
He leaned down and kissed her forehead tenderly. "I know, Mother. But it’s natural for us. Our bodies fit together perfectly, I was born to fuck you..."
She sighed, a small smile playing on her lips. "Yes, you do. But we must be careful. Your father... he must never know..."
Alas.
Ye Chen’s expression darkened briefly at the mention of his father. "Don’t worry, Mother. He won’t find out. This is our secret,"
Knock* Knock*
Just then, there was a knock at the door. They both froze, their eyes wide with alarm.
"Who is it?" Ye Chen called out, his voice steady despite his racing heart making a stupid mistake.
"It’s me, your father," came the reply, his voice tense. "I need to talk to your mother..."
Ye Chen looked at his mother, a silent question in his eyes. She nodded, urging him to open the door.