The Art of Perfect Lovemaking

It feels like coming back home under the glorious shining light of the mysterious moon… China AV I know I’m going to Hell, but it’s Heaven I feel deep inside my mother… But I feel my mother’s soft, heavy breasts against my chest and her strong, slender thighs around me and I know I’m safe. Mom throws back her long hair; it’s dark and wavy, and the act makes the heavy weights of her breasts rise and fall. I press my head against my mother’s shoulder, and hold her tightly as my young aching body heaves and suddenly shoots the sperm with frightening power into her. Through the glass pane of the window, the full moon is bright and cool and the stars are shining, adding all their glorious brilliance to the moon’s glow. “Baby, baby…” Mom moans her thanks for my gift into my ear with every single long ropy spurt of myself I can give back to her in the form of white, squirmy sperm. Finally I am empty and mom is full and we collapse into each others’ arms, panting and blushing. She takes my hands and whispers: “Let me hold you close, baby.” I let mom pull me up into a sitting position, she crosses her long legs behind my back. I notice she is holding her left hand on her belly, trying to feel the powerful shots as they strike the inner wall of the womb. Suddenly I think I hear a quiet creak, but it must be only my imagination…