In a daze, Chen Bin felt a sudden dryness in his mouth.
He had been staring at Zhao Xinmei, who was already passed out drunk, for a long time before he remembered.
Wearing high heels could likely dirty the bedsheets.
Since it was not without precedent, Chen Bin no longer felt any psychological pressure.
Crouching on the ground, he carefully cradled Zhao Xinmei's feet and gently removed her high heels.
Gazing at her delicate and plump nylon-clad feet, Chen Bin couldn't help but lean his head closer.
A faint scent of leather mixed with the smell of mountain laurel reached him, leaving him puzzled.
However, before Chen Bin could think further, Zhao Xinmei suddenly sat up and grabbed his ear.
A surge of pain overwhelmed him, and Chen Bin was completely stunned.
He had absolutely not expected Zhao Xinmei to have been feigning drunkenness.
Could it be she was setting a trap?
Hastily turning his head to look at Zhao Xinmei, he saw her face flushed with drunkenness.
It didn't seem like she was pretending.
"What... what are you doing?"
Seeing her staggering about, Chen Bin quickly explained.
"I was taking off your shoes, how can you sleep with them on... ouch, that hurts!"
Before Chen Bin could finish speaking, Zhao Xinmei pulled on his ear and they both fell onto the bed.
Lying on top of Zhao Xinmei, and smelling the mix of fragrance and alcohol, Chen Bin's lust was further ignited.
Zhao Xinmei still didn't let go of his ear, her drunk eyes hazily looking at Chen Bin, murmuring to herself.
"Xiao Bin, what am I supposed to do with you, you actually have an Oedipus complex! But... but there's no way between us."
These words shocked Chen Bin immensely.
Indeed, true words are spoken when drunk, when people get drunk, they dare to say anything.
But after giving it some thought, it wasn't really a big deal.
Anyway, once she wakes up tomorrow, she will remember nothing.
So Chen Bin directly answered, "Mom, I don't have an Oedipus complex, I like you. You're so beautiful and have a nice body, so even in my dreams at night, I think of you."
As soon as Chen Bin finished speaking, Zhao Xinmei released his ear and slapped him.
She scolded sharply, "But I am your mother! How... how could you behave indecently towards me?"
This made Chen Bin feel very aggrieved.
"I was just thinking about it privately, I never did anything to you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Xinmei delivered another slap.
The two then looked at each other for a long time.
Suddenly, Zhao Xinmei held Chen Bin's head and sighed deeply.
"You can like anyone else, but just not me, and the same goes for me..."
Chen Bin's head was pressed tightly against Zhao Xinmei's chest.
Enjoying the extreme softness, his nose was filled with a mature woman's unique fragrance.
The scent was deep and subtle, very enticing.
Feeling himself becoming increasingly aroused below, Chen Bin tried to arch his waist backwards to avoid embarrassment.
But his head was tightly held by Zhao Xinmei, making him look like a human-shaped shrimp, which was quite humorous.
As time slowly passed, Zhao Xinmei's breathing grew heavier.
It seemed she had fallen asleep.
With his head still being held, Chen Bin felt somewhat uncomfortable.
He tried struggling a few times.
However, Zhao Xinmei held him tightly, even placing one beautiful leg deep onto Chen Bin's body.
Facing a scene akin to a dream, Chen Bin only felt a tingling sensation from the bottom of his heart, his body growing increasingly hot and bothered.
Just as he was thinking of a strategy, Zhao Xinmei suddenly opened her small mouth, exhaling bursts of intoxicating fragrance.
Despite Chen Bin constantly reminding himself not to mess around.
But his mouth still uncontrollably kissed those red lips.
In an instant, an electrifying tingle spread throughout his body.
Chen Bin was frightened and quickly moved his mouth away.
Zhao Xinmei extended her tender and pink little tongue by his lips, gently licking as if savoring the taste just now.
Seeing this, Chen Bin felt his blood rush straight to his brain.
No longer able to resist the temptation in front of him, he fiercely kissed Zhao Xinmei's lips.
A sweet and soft touch came through, Chen Bin felt as if he was addicted, uncontrollably and frantically seeking more.
Zhao Xinmei let out a deep moan from her nose, and then, surprisingly took the initiative to extend her tongue, starting to reciprocate Chen Bin's actions.
As their tongues intertwined, Chen Bin gently caressed Zhao Xinmei's stocking-clad beautiful legs.
The warm and smooth feeling was simply irresistible.
Before long, Chen Bin completely gave up struggling, pulled down his pants, and released his iron-hard furious dragon.
Seeing Zhao Xinmei still showed no signs of waking up, he then timidly pressed the furious dragon against Zhao Xinmei's stocking-clad beautiful legs.
When the dragon head touched the stockings, Chen Bin felt his body shiver, nearly ejaculating.
The dragon head gently rubbed against the stocking-clad beautiful legs, emitting a soft rustling sound.
Feeling the little tongue in his mouth still entangling incessantly, Chen Bin could no longer endure this tantalizing touch akin to scratching an itch through boots.
Suddenly, a curious thought flashed through his mind.
Would godmom be like my aunt, also a so-called 'White Tiger'?
With this curiosity in his heart, Chen Bin gently pushed away Zhao Xinmei's arms.
Sitting up, he placed his hand on Zhao Xinmei's skirt.
Taking a deep breath, he made up his mind silently.
I'm just looking, absolutely no mess!
After one last glance at Zhao Xinmei's sleeping appearance, he finally tremblingly took off the stockings.
Looking at the black lacy panties, Chen Bin felt his breathing become even more rapid.
Gently pulling at the sides of the panties, he slowly slid them down.
Subsequently, Zhao Xinmei's flawless jade clam slowly revealed itself in the air.
Highly raised, white and tender, it looked like that of an untouched girl.
The area around the jade clam was clean, devoid of any stray hairs.
Indeed, godmom was not only a 'White Tiger' but also the legendary 'Steamed Bun' type!
The beautiful sight made Chen Bin breathe rapidly and his eyes glaze over.
Just as Chen Bin was conflicted about what to do next, Zhao Xinmei's body suddenly showed an abnormal pink color.
Following this, she extended her jade finger, gently rubbing on top of the jade clam.
"Husband, I'm so itchy, I want it, please," she moaned.
Swallowing his saliva, Chen Bin never expected godmom to mistake him for Wang Jun.
What should I do now?
Meanwhile, Zhao Xinmei suddenly got up, pressing Chen Bin down onto the bed.
Straddling him, she gently rubbed her moist and tight jade clam on the mighty dragon.
Following that, without giving Chen Bin too much time to think, Zhao Xinmei just sat down...