Hypnosis: Can pure love bloom with a stunning mom

“What stress did I cause you?!”

“Look at you, acting like nothing happened after just a day!”

Mom must really be upset about her embarrassing moments being secretly captured.

‘Still, she looks so sexy and beautiful!’

“I admit I was wrong, but don’t use that as an excuse to keep drinking like this!”

“It’s not an excuse…”

Mom kept trailing off, trying to make her point.

“Just get in the car already! We’ll talk on the way.”

“My foot hurts!”

“What? Did you twist it?”

“I think so.”

Mom couldn’t take a step, hesitating awkwardly.

“Just lean on me for now~”

I supported her, and we barely made it to her car.

I opened the passenger door, holding her waist as I helped her in.

The strong scent of alcohol mixed with what smelled like perfume♡~ wafted from her body.

Mom pulled her dress up to her knees and plopped! down onto the seat.

Her silhouette from the side was absolutely stunning!

What caught my eye the most were her firm, weighty ♥breasts♥~!

Below them, her toned waist without a hint of flab and her curvaceous hips!

Her long, slender legs with their graceful lines!

Everything harmonized perfectly.

I got into the driver’s seat and started the engine.

Mom pulled the seatbelt but couldn’t fasten it properly.

I took it from her and clipped it in with a click!.

The belt twisted and dug deeply between her ♡breasts♡.

“You can’t even fasten the seatbelt properly.”

I unclipped the buckle, straightened the belt, and fastened it again.

Mom, embarrassed to be with me, pretended not to notice and kept staring out the window.

Once the belt was on, it pressed against her deep ♥cleavage♥~, making her breasts look even fuller.

I wanted to reach out and touch them…

But Mom would probably slap me if I tried.

I held back my arousal and drove out of the parking lot, driving calmly down the road.

“Does your ankle still hurt a lot?”

Mom ignored me, her eyes closed and lips tightly shut.

“Is your ankle hurt badly or not?!”

I raised my voice in frustration and asked again.

“It’s a bit sore, but I’m fine! You don’t need to worry about me!”

“What are you going to do if it swells up tomorrow and you can’t go to work?”

“If it’s really bad, I’ll just take the day off. Stop worrying about me.”

Her tone, trying to draw a line between us, grated on my nerves.

“It hurts, doesn’t it? That’s why you’re acting like this!”

“I’m fine, okay?!”

“How long are you going to keep being mad at me?!”

“It’s my mood, so can you stop prying?”

Mom kept acting stubborn.

“How much of the photos I took of you did you see? Did you watch the videos too?”

Though it was uncomfortable, I decided to be direct.

“Videos? There’s even that?! Just delete everything and never bring it up again!”

Mom acted like she hadn’t seen the videos—though I’m sure I mentioned them before—and it was hard to tell if she was putting on a show.

Anyway, digging deeper wouldn’t help.

Whether it was photos or videos, they all captured Mom acting on her sexual instincts!

When you think about it, Mom’s just a woman full of desire!

Isn’t she what people call a ♥bitch♥~?

There’s no need to deny or hide it.

Men and women alike are just animals thirsting for hot, wild sex!

Being with Mom like this, my lower body stayed aroused, and my heart raced, wondering how I could get closer to her.

It’s a relief that Mom’s here with me, since I’ve never even had a girlfriend.

After parking in the apartment’s underground parking lot, I got out first and opened the passenger door.

Mom stepped out with her right foot first, then her left, wincing and groaning ouch! as she frowned.

“It must really hurt.”

She’d said it wasn’t a big deal earlier, but now Mom couldn’t even respond.

“It looks swollen…”

I bent down to look at her ankle and noticed the swelling creeping up above her high heels.

Her ankle and Achilles tendon looked so delicate and pretty!

“This is bad. It’s going to be hard to walk properly. Hold my hand and let’s get out of here.”

“Hands off! I can walk on my own.”

Mom slapped thwack! my offered hand.

She kept throwing a tantrum like a sulky little girl.

“Fine, walk by yourself. Let’s see how well you do.”

Mom stepped forward with her left foot, then limped unsteadily for a few steps.

Barefoot would’ve been one thing, but seeing her wobble in high heels was nerve-wracking.

Even so, interfering with Mom’s pride would only make her more annoyed.

After three or four shaky steps, she finally stopped and looked back at me.

“You wanted to walk alone, right? Is it hard?”

Mom just stood there without a word.

“See? You should’ve listened to me!”

I felt a little bad seeing her in pain.

After all, this was partly my fault!

I went to her left side, wrapped my right arm around her waist, and steadied her weight against me.

Mom, who’d been stubbornly resisting, finally leaned into me, grabbing my arm with her left hand to support herself.

“Walk slowly.”

With my help, Mom began limping click-clack~, taking one painful step after another.

“How is it? Does it hurt a lot?”

Mom nodded.

If she took off her shoes, it’d hurt less…

But it clearly wasn’t working!

“Mom, let me give you piggyback ride!”

I crouched with my back bent in front of her.

“No! Why should I?!”

“Just let me carry you!”

“People might see.”

“So what? A son carrying his mom because her foot hurts—what’s wrong with that?”

“I still don’t want to! How would people know you’re my son?!”

“Ugh, you’re so annoying! What, will they think I’m your lover? So what if they do?!”

“You’re spouting nonsense again!”

Mom pouted again.

“Just let me carry you already! How long are you going to keep this up?”

I reached back, grabbed her calves, and pulled her toward me.

“...Ah!”

Mom grabbed my shoulders as if she were about to fall on me.

I stood up straight, pulling her hips toward me, and lifted her in one swift motion.

Her firm butt~ squished against my palms!

Ah~ This feels so good! That plush♡~ texture!

“Ah! Hands off!”

“How am I supposed to carry you if I take my hands off? That’s ridiculous!”

With Mom on my back, I walked confidently toward the elevator.

Her white thighs peeked out from under her dress.

“Ugh, this is so embarrassing.”

Mom whined awkwardly.

She doesn’t even realize how much her tantrums turn me on!

She kept her body stiff instead of relaxing, making her buttocks feel even firmer against my hands.

“If you just relaxed, it’d be so much easier. Why are you being so stubborn?”

“Who’s being stubborn?!”

“Your legs are so tense! That’s why your butt feels even more noticeable!”

“Move your hands lower!”

“If I do that, you might slip off, so I can’t!”

Mom finally relaxed, wrapping her arms around my neck and clinging to me.

That’s more like it!

Her breasts pressed firmly~♡~ against my back.

Wow! This sensation!

The softness of Mom’s thighs and buttocks felt like rubber in my hands.

Compared to touching Mom’s body under hypnosis, this was on a whole other level.

Now I could truly feel the texture of Mom’s supple body, alive with every breath.

“See? It’s so much easier when you relax! Why were you being so stubborn?”

“When did I being stubborn?!”

“You were stiff as a board earlier!”

“It was uncomfortable, that’s why.”

While bickering with Mom, we reached the elevator.

I pressed the button for the 15th floor.

“I’m worried someone might see us.”

Mom whispered as if talking to herself.

As if on cue, the elevator stopped on the 1st floor, and two women who looked like a mother-daughter pair stepped in.

I tightened my grip on Mom’s hips and stepped back.

The shiny elevator walls reflected Mom clinging to me.

Her thighs stretched♥~ tautly against my hands,

and her slender legs, encased in stockings, extended elegantly.

Her ample breasts pressed flatten~♥~ against my back, spreading out softly.

We got off on the 15th floor and stood in front of the apartment door.

“Let me down now.”

Mom said in a cold voice.

“Fine, be careful.”

As I straightened up, Mom’s upper body slid swoosh~ down.

Her breasts brushed against my back, leaving a lingering♥~ warmth as she moved away.

We entered the apartment, and Mom leaned on the closet to take off her heels.

“Can you walk now?”

She’d taken off her shoes, but Mom was still struggling.

Her ankle looked even more swollen now.

“It might bruise later. Your ligaments might be sprained—you really need to be careful.”

Only then did Mom’s expression turn serious.

“I’ll help you.”

This time, Mom just nodded without a word.

I considered carrying her again but decided to hold her waist with my right arm

and slipped my left hand under her knees, lifting her up in one swift motion.

“Ah! What are you doing? Just help me walk!”

“You can’t even walk properly! Just do what I say! Stop complaining!”

“I need to use the bathroom! It’s urgent~”

Mom’s face turned even redder.

“Fine, I’ll take you to the bathroom.”

“Really?! Why are you being like this?! Why do you have to take me to the bathroom?!”

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