My son and I have a relationship where we always argue as soon as we meet. Today, too, we were arguing as usual, but my son had no way to counter his teasing beyond the line about being a virgin, so he ran away. I watched him run away with a triumphant look, but that night my son came back to take revenge... I was powerless against his resistance and was forced down and turned into a meat breast onahole. My pride as a mother was also destroyed by piston thrusts that softened my body, and humiliation began to turn into expectation...