A few hours later, when Qin Zhen woke up, he found himself lying above a warm bed and an extra soft cushion on his head. As his head cleared, he lifted his head, taking a look at his mother's face, and he froze.
"Why does she look like a completely different person at this moment?'
He murmured, lifting his hand from her breast, not wanting to disturb her rest.
Right now, she wasn't a lustful woman. Her eyes were closed, with a few strands of her long black hair falling on her face, and her pink lips were partially closed as she drooled while sleeping.
"Huh…"
Looking down, he found his dick was still inside of her, as he was able to feel the stickiness, and he slowly pulled out his cock, not wanting to disturb her sleep.
And as his cock came out, a flood of translucent liquid began to drip from her pussy, a long translucent string of his cum, was still connecting his cock to her pussy, before breaking apart.
"Um~"
