Of course, this is just my guess. Whatever the truth is, I have a way to deal with it. Just like now, I let go, took off all my clothes, knelt on the bed, lifted my mother's long legs and placed them on my thighs. My hard, hot penis was ready to go, and I thrust it straight at my mother's crotch. Perhaps because my mother still had one last layer of protection, she wasn't very nervous and thought I just wanted to take advantage of her through her underwear. Little did she know that after I got into position, I was about to launch an attack that she wouldn't expect. I closed my eyes, took a breath to calm my extremely tense mood, and then quickly reached out with my left hand to hook my mother's panties and pull them to one side. My wet, honeyed vulva was thus unexpectedly exposed to the sharp sword that was ready to attack at any moment. My mother reached her hand out from under the covers to stop me, but it was too late. With a powerful thrust of her hips, my penis quickly pierced into the defenseless valley. A muffled groan came from under the covers. The tight, warm flesh gripped my penis, making me unable to resist thrusting further until my penis disappeared from sight.