The sterile white walls of the hospital room seemed to amplify Zainab's sobs. Her husband, Zaidi's father, had just passed away, leaving a gaping hole in their lives. Zaidi, his handsome face etched with grief, stood beside his mother, his gaze fixed on a distant point. He was unaware of the way his snug light grey colored slacks hugged his well-built frame, the outline of his large bulge visible through the thin fabric.610Please respect copyright.PENANAjEKuwpqmSf
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Zainab, her eyes swollen and red, caught sight of it. A strange warmth spread through her, a feeling she hadn't experienced for awhile. The sight of her son's manhood, so full and prominent, sent a jolt of forbidden desire through her. She tried to compose herself, but her gaze kept returning to the outline of his bulge, and the wide, mushroom-shaped tip that seemed to pulsate with life.610Please respect copyright.PENANAgQj4cIV1Tc
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A while later, Zainab, her voice thick with emotion, made Zaidi promise to take care of her and his younger siblings. 'Kamu lah penganti Abah kamu sekarang, Zaidi,' she said, her voice trembling. 'Janji dengan ibu, yang kamu akan jaga ibu dan adik adik kamu.'610Please respect copyright.PENANA9zeKio1KHO
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Zaidi, his heart heavy with grief, readily agreed. 'Ibu, Zaidi janji' he said, his voice choked with emotion. 'Zaidi akan jaga ibu dan adik adik. Ini janji sumpah Zaidi kepada ibu dan arwah Abah.' He didn't notice the sly smile that played on his mother's lips as he spoke.610Please respect copyright.PENANAerSXbAK9Kb
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A month later, Zaidi found himself sprawled on his back on his parents' bed, his baju Melayu still on. His kain pelikat, kopiah, and green bikini briefs lay scattered on the floor, alongside his mother's pink panties and sarong. Zainab, her telekung still draped around her, was perched on top of him, her eyes and brow furrowed in concentration, guiding her son's cock into her wet hungry cunt.610Please respect copyright.PENANAOzBiC0eaqz
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Zaidi, his eyes rolling back in pleasure, as he went in, balls deep in his mother. The rhythmic thrusts of their hips, the wetness of their embrace, the intoxicating scent of his mother perfume, it all sent him spiraling into a vortex of forbidden pleasure.610Please respect copyright.PENANAaXD66SBWJe
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'Ibu, nak pancut!' he groaned, his voice ragged.610Please respect copyright.PENANAFdZwrErmVC
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'Ibu pun!' Zainab replied, her voice tight with desire.610Please respect copyright.PENANA9eP389s97m
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'Ibu, Zaidi Cabut!' his breath catching in his throat.610Please respect copyright.PENANA6TGTj9vYQ8
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'Jangan! kat dalam je!' she commanded, her voice firm. 'Kalau jadi baby, rezeki nak.'610Please respect copyright.PENANAoQO4y0BDEV
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A moment later, they both shuddered violently, their moans echoing through the room. 'Sedap nya, ibu!,' Zaidi gasped, his voice filled with awe.610Please respect copyright.PENANAUf8aFTInGY
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'Ya nak!' Zainab replied, her voice a breathless whisper.610Please respect copyright.PENANACWAq51eYx3
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As the aftershocks of their climax subsided, Zaidi realized something. He was the man of the house now, and providing nafkah batin to his mother was his responsibility. The line between grief and lust had blurred, leaving mother and son lost in a labyrinth of guilt and desire.610Please respect copyright.PENANAaXdKvY0lFI