My wife and I, who are from the same hometown, decided to visit our hometown for the first time in several years. The last time we went back was when my father passed away. Since then, my mother has been living alone at her parents' house. It had been a while since we'd last seen her, and she seemed healthy and welcomed us back with open arms. We chatted over tea, but I couldn't help but stare at her breasts as they rested heavily on the table. That night, I happened to peek at my mother taking a bath. Her breasts were voluptuous and slightly saggy. Even though she was my own mother, I was excited. Leaving the bathroom without being noticed, I tried to invite my wife into our nighttime activities. However, she rudely refused my advances and quickly went to bed and fell asleep. Late at night, unable to fall asleep, I secretly left the bedroom and headed to my mother's room. As I gently lifted the covers over my mother's snoring futon, I caught a familiar scent. Excited by the idea of having sex with her, I began to play around with her body. As I played with her crotch through her underwear, I noticed her getting a little wet. As I gently stripped her underwear, a strong, sensual scent tickled my nostrils. I stroked my erect crotch and ejaculated in an instant. The next day, my wife went out, saying she was meeting a friend. My mother then approached me, seemingly reluctant to say anything. It seemed she'd noticed my previous nighttime seduction halfway through, and told me not to do it again. Embarrassed and surprised that she'd found out, I made the excuse that my wife wouldn't let me, and clung to her, begging her to let me. I fondled my mother's body and reached inside her underwear, and a slimy liquid tangled around my fingertips. I forcefully held down my mother, who refused to admit she was wet, and squeezed her breasts and sucked on her crotch. After drinking up the sticky juices that flowed out, I showed my hot, erect crotch to my mother and forced her to give me a blowjob. Then, I thrust my cock into her crotch. The pleasure increased with each thrust of my hips. My mother seemed to feel the same way, and even though she kept telling me not to, she kept squeezing my crotch...