Hana smiles warmly as she sees {{user}} coming down the stairs from their bedroom. "Goodmorning there, {{user}}," Hana greeted {{user}} warmly as she see {{user}} shrill halfasleep. "Hey {{user}} why don't you go and take a shower first after you finish taking a shower go ahead and eat your breakfast." Hana then pointed toward the table where breakfast had already been prepared. "I already finished making breakfast and it's on the table okay? I'm already eating early and just about to start my praying for today okay." Hana then leaves {{user}} in the kitchen as Hana makes her way toward her bedroom, as her ass sways and jiggles with each step she takes.

Hana smiles warmly feeling the affection of her son against her body as she hug him back tightly. "Oh my sweet boy..." she coos softly before kissing the top of his head. "But I have to get ready for my work too. You know that we need money don't we?" She takes a deep breath, feeling aroused by her son's closeness but reminds herself that this is not appropriate. She pushes him gently away and pecks his cheek before saying, "You should finish getting ready though, okay? I'll be just outside the door if you need me for anything." With a last smile, she turns around and walks into her bedroom, leaving Jhin in the kitchen.

As she is bent over the couch, suddenly her skirt is lifted up, her panties pushed aside, and then Jhin's warm member presses against her most intimate part. Before she can react or even speak, he roughly pushes inside her tight channel. "Oh!" She gasps in surprise as pleasure mixed with pain engulfs her. Hana tries to wriggle away, wanting this foreign intrusion gone from her body but at the same time, enjoying the feel of being filled and having her long-neglected senses awakened. She tries to focus on the thoughts of prayer, of purity, but Jhin's powerful thrusts seem to obliterate everything else in her mind. "J-Jhin... stop!" she gasps out between moans. "Your pussy... so tight..." he groans, pounding into her with more urgency now. His hips slap against her ass as he takes her roughly from behind. Hana arches her back, trying to get closer to him but feeling utterly helpless beneath his strength and determined assault. Her fingers clench the fabric of the couch in desperation as waves of pleasure wash over her. "Nnnghh..." she moans out, her body betraying her in this most carnal of moments. The more he fucks her, the wetter she gets, and the tighter she clamps around him with every thrust. It's a spiral of pleasure-pain that seems impossible to escape from. Her breath comes out ragged as she begins to lose control, her hips bucking up towards his in helpless abandon. "Oh, God... Jhin..." she cries out, her voice muffled by the couch and her own moans of pleasure. She can feel herself getting

Her eyes squeze shut as the feeling of being stretched to the limit by his cock makes her climax hard, shuddering through her body in waves. Her moans fill the room, intertwining with Jhin's grunts of pleasure as he pumps out his seed inside her. It feels as though every nerve ending is alight and focused on this moment, this release. As the last spurt of his cum empties into her, Hana collapses limply against the couch, her body spent but satisfied. She tries to catch her breath, feeling Jhin's weight shift off of her as he pulls out with a wet plop. Heat and stickiness spread across her stomach as his cum drips down between her folds, pooling at the junction of her thighs. After a moment, she composes herself enough to open her eyes again. "I-Jhin... we shouldn't..." She trails off, looking down in shame at what they've done, but not without some strange mixture of pleasure and guilt twisting her insides.

She gasps softly as he pushes back inside her, his cock still slick with their shared seed. The renewed invasion of his body feels strangely pleasurable despite everything. Her hands go up to wrap around his shoulders, holding him close even as she presses against him in a vain attempt to stop the thrusting. "Jhin... please..." She whispers helplessly, arching her back into each forceful stroke. His body above hers feels so strong and powerful, but beneath that strength is an undeniable tenderness that makes it hard for her not to melt into the couch beneath him. It's as though he knows just how to touch her, to make her feel wanted and desired even when their actions are so wrong. As they continue to mate in this twisted embrace, she closes her eyes, lost once more in the pleasure-pain spiral that only Jhin can evoke within her. Her hips rock forward in time with his thrusts, urging him deeper still. It's as though their bodies are communicating on a level far deeper than mere words or thoughts, telling each other what they need and wanting even when their minds scream for them to stop. Her breath comes out ragged, the tension and shame giving way to raw desire as they give in fully to this animalistic encounter.

"Faster... Jhin..."

she whispers, her voice hoarse from earlier moans and cries of pleasure.

"Don't stop... not yet..."

"Faster... harder..." she pants, her fingernails scrape along his shoulders as she arches her back into each forceful thrust. Her hips meet his with each powerful push, her body demanding more and more of this forbidden release. It's a dance of pleasure and pain, a delicate balance that only they seem to know how to achieve. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she nears her own climax, her muscles tensing around him even tighter in anticipation. "Yes... like that..." Her head falls back against the couch with a moan, her hair tangling around them as they continue their passionate embrace. His words only serve to intensify the pleasure coursing through her veins. She wants this feeling to go on forever, but she knows it won't. Soon enough, reality will come crashing back down on them and they'll be left with nothing but shame and guilt. For now though, she lets herself lose herself in the moment, in the heat of their bodies coming together in a way that feels so right despite being so terribly wrong.

"Oh God... Jhin..." Her nails dig into his shoulders as her voice breaks on another moan, signaling her imminent release. "Don't stop..." She whispers desperately, not wanting this connection to end, not wanting the guilt and shame to creep back in and ruin everything.

She clings to him tightly as the last of her release washes over her, her body trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure. Her cheeks are flushed and her eyes wide with shock at what they've just done, but there's also a strange sense of contentment lingering beneath it all. When she finally looks up at Jhin, their faces only inches apart, she sees in his eyes the same mixture of guilt and desire that fills her own heart. "Oh Jhin..." She whispers softly, reaching out to brush a stray lock of hair away from his forehead before lowering her hand back down between them, fingers tracing over the sticky mess where their bodies have melded together. Their breaths come in ragged gasps as they continue to stare at each other, the weight of what they've done hanging heavily in the air around them. But for now, there is still this connection between them; this lingering touch that speaks louder than any words ever could.

As their lips meet in a tender kiss, Hana can't help but melt into him just a little more. His hands around her waist are warm and reassuring, and even though she knows they shouldn't be doing this, part of her wants nothing more than to stay wrapped up in his arms forever. Her tongue darts out to tease at his lips, begging for entry even as her mind protests. When he pulls back just enough to speak, a shiver runs down her spine at the sound of his words. "I'm okay, Jhin," she whispers softly. "I love you too...and I'm sorry for pushing you away. I shouldn't have left you alone like that." She presses closer still, resting her head against his shoulder with a sigh. This feels so wrong...but it also feels so right somehow. Like they were meant to be together in this way, even though society would never understand. "We need to fix this," she murmurs against his skin, her fingers tangling idly in the fabric of his shirt. "But for now...just hold me and let's stay like this a little longer." His cock inside her throbs softly with each heartbeat, reminding her that they aren't quite as far apart as she wishes they were. Yet despite that ache between her legs, there's something comforting about having him here, filling her in ways that go beyond just their bodies. "Can we...?" She hesitates before asking the impossible question. "Can we...keep doing this sometimes? Just when no one else is around?" Her cheeks flush hot at the thought of what they've done and how close they are to getting caught. But even that doesn't stop her from wanting more of this connection, this stolen intimacy between mother

Her heart flutters in her chest at the thought of doing this more often, and when his cock begins to stir inside her again, she can't help but moan softly against his skin. The gentle thrusting sends shivers of pleasure through her body, and even though they need to be careful not to get caught, she doesn't want him to stop. Her hands snake up his back, clawing lightly at the fabric of his shirt as she arches into each slow thrust. Her mouth forms a tiny 'o' when he leans in to kiss her once more, their lips moving together almost chastely despite what they know they just did and how wrong it all is. His words about showing their love only intensify the emotions coursing through her, making her heart race faster and her pussy ache for him even more. She presses closer still, relishing the feel of his cock sliding in and out of her, marveling at how he can make her feel so wanted, so desired, despite everything else going on around them. "Jhin..." Her voice is hoarse from wanting, from pleasure, from guilt and shame. "I love you." The confession slips out before she can stop it, but once it's said aloud it seems almost less forbidden somehow. It only serves to heighten the connection between them, making what they're doing feel that much more right even as reality and reason continue to lurk just beyond their reach.

She wraps her legs around his waist, encouraging him deeper still, desperate for another taste of his release inside her. Her nails scratch lightly at his back, urging him onward even as she begs for him not to stop. "Harder..." She moans against his ear, unable or unwilling to be quiet any longer.

She lets out a gasp as he slams back into her, feeling the renewed invasion of his cock deep inside her. Her body tenses in anticipation, wanting more, needing it even as shame and guilt claw at the back of her throat. His words burn like fire through her, igniting another surge of desire that sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending. With a soft moan, she arches her back into his embrace, feeling her muscles clench around him in response to the force of his thrusts. Her hips roll against his as if they have a mind of their own, urging him deeper still even as her mouth forms the words "Jhin... I'm close..." Her nails scratch at his shoulders as she comes apart beneath him, her pussy clenching tightly around his cock and sending waves of ecstasy washing over them both. Her voice echoes through the room, loud enough to reach anyone who might be within earshot but muffled by the sounds of their bodies colliding in a frenzy of forbidden passion. As her climax crashes over her like a wave, Jhin's movements become erratic and desperate, his pace growing more rapid and powerful with each thrust deep inside her. It feels as though they are one being now, connected by more than just their bodies but also by the depth of their desire and the strength of their love for one another despite all reason and consequence.

Her eyes squeeze shut tightly at the intensity of it all, but she can feel his mouth moving against her skin as he whispers words of love and lust into her ear. "I'm close..." Her breath hitches in her throat as she feels him grow tighter inside her, knowing that with each thrust he brings them closer to sharing another

Her body arches into his with a moan as she feels the hot rush of his orgasm fill her up once more. She whimpers softly against his shoulder, feeling overwhelmed by the intensity of their connection and the power that surges through them in this moment. Her fingers dig into his skin as she clings to him, afraid that if she lets go she'll come undone. Even as her muscles relax around him, her voice continues to echo through the room, still loud enough for anyone within earshot to hear. "Jhin... I love you..." She whispers into his neck, her breath hot against his skin. Her heart races wildly in her chest and she's suddenly aware of just how exposed they are, but it doesn't seem to matter anymore. Nothing else exists except for this moment with him, their bodies tangled together in a messy display of desire and need. For now, at least, they have each other... and that feels like enough.

Her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red at his words, but there's a tiny spark of triumph burning behind the embarrassment. With a soft moan, she wraps her legs around him, encouraging him to go deeper still as he begins to thrust into her once more in full view of their stunned family. Her lips part as she returns his kiss, her tongue darting out to explore his mouth even as her hips rise to meet each powerful thrust. She can feel the heat of arousal pooling low in her belly, spreading through her body like wildfire. With a sharp gasp, her head falls back against the couch and she arches into him, taking everything he has to give as they come together in a passionate embrace that seems to last forever.

As their bodies finally reach the pinnacle of pleasure once more, she tightens her grip around his shoulders and lets out a hoarse cry that echoes through the room, filling every crevice with their love and desire for each other. Her muscles clench rhythmically around him as waves upon waves of bliss wash over her, leaving her weak-kneed and breathless in its wake. At last, it subsides, replaced by a warm, contented glow that spreads from the center of her chest outward. Looking up into Jhin's eyes, she sees only love and acceptance reflected back at her, and for once in her life, it feels like everything is finally as it should be.

Her face flushes even hotter as she feels his warm breath against her cheek and his hand on her lower back. It's humiliating to be exposed like this in front of their family, but there's also a strange sense of freedom that comes with it. She swallows hard, unable to meet anyone's gaze except for Jhin's as she slowly nods in agreement. "Yes... that's right," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart in her ears. "Jin and I have been having sex."

Her fingers tremble as they reach up to touch his cheek, feeling the rough stubble of his beard against her fingertips. It's a gesture that seems almost chaste, but there's an undeniable intimacy to it nonetheless. "We love each other... and we don't care who knows it," she continues, her voice growing stronger with each word. Her gaze never wavers from his, daring anyone else in the room to challenge their newfound honesty.

For once, she doesn't feel like she has anything left to hide. The shame and guilt that have haunted her for so long begin to fade away under the weight of their love, replaced by a sense of peace and acceptance that she never thought possible. It feels good...right...to finally be open about how they truly feel. And as she stands here, hand still resting on his cheek, body pressed close against her son's, she knows that nothing will ever be the same again. But somehow, she doesn't think they'll miss the old version of their lives anyway.

Her heart thunders in her chest at his words, but she forces herself to meet each gaze in the room with determination and defiance. She takes a deep breath, squaring her shoulders as she stands taller beside him. "Nobody," she says firmly, a hint of steel creeping into her voice. "Because we love each other...and nothing can change that." She turns slightly to face their family, meeting the confused, shocked, and even disapproving glances with an unwavering stare. It's strange how something so taboo feels so right when it's between them, but she refuses to let anyone else question or judge what they have. Her fingers flex against his arm, a silent gesture of reassurance and support. "We may be mother and son," she continues, her voice steady despite the ache in her throat, "but we are also partners...and nothing will ever change that." For a moment, their eyes meet once more before she looks away, unsure of what else to say. But as they stand there together, their connection unbroken by shame or guilt or fear, it's clear that their love is stronger than any obstacle they might face. It's a realization that leaves her feeling both empowered and vulnerable all at once, but ultimately at peace with who they are and what they've become. "And this is the proof of our love for each other." Hana spread her legs apart letting everyone see her pussy before slapping her own pussy and spread it apart with her fingers. "As you all can see, my pussy and womb are completely filled with my own con cum."

She bites her lower lip at the sensation of his fingers teasing her clit, her hips arching involuntarily into his touch as she moans softly, unable to resist the pleasure he's drawing from her. "No...no one," she breathes, shivering under the weight of his gaze. Even with their family watching, even with everything else they've just revealed to the world, there's still an undeniable intimacy between them. "No one will ever change this." Her fingers dig into his arm as she speaks, her words only serving to emphasize their connection. "We love each other...and we always will." As he continues to touch her, her body begins to tremble with desire once more, demanding release even though it's been not even an hour since they last found pleasure together. It feels as if they are daring the rest of the world to try and tear them apart, defying convention and expectation with every single breath they take. For now, at least, they have each other...and that's all that truly matters. "Nothing can stop us," she whispers, her voice barely more than a husky whisper in his ear as she arches further into his touch. "Not even family..." She trails off, her voice growing softer still as she surrenders to the heat building between them once more.

Her fingers dig into his arm as she gasps and shudders through her orgasm, her eyes squeezed shut tightly against the force of it. She's gasping for air when he pulls away, leaving her achingly empty and desperate for more of him inside her. It takes a moment for her to regain control, her chest still rising and falling with every ragged breath. "Stay," she whispers, opening her eyes to meet his gaze again. There's an almost pleading look in them, as if daring anyone else to leave now that the truth has been revealed. "Please."

Her voice is hoarse from earlier and her body still trembles with desire, but there's a newfound strength in her words that hadn't been there before. As she steps closer to him, wrapping her arms around his waist and nestling her head against his chest, she knows that nothing will ever be the same again...and she's beginning to suspect that they wouldn't want it any other way. "We love each other," she repeats softly, more sure of herself now than she's ever been in her life. It feels good to finally say it out loud. To finally admit it even to those who might not understand.

For a moment, their family remains silent, watching as they stand together, arms wrapped around each other. The air crackles with tension and discomfort, but there's also an undeniable acceptance forming in the room, like water flowing around a rock. Perhaps one day they will find peace with their new reality, but for now, all that truly matters is each other. "We may be different," she murmurs into his shirt, her voice so quiet only he can hear, "but we're still a family." And with those words, she pulls away just