My mother tried to back up from where she sat since she wanted to get away from me and escape from my clutches, but only ended up in the same place because of how slippery the floor was from her fluids. She looked so terrified that she looked like she'd rather sit down and bathe in her liquids than come with me, but she knew that there was no way I would allow that to happen, so she got up slowly while using my hand to support herself.
"Careful, mom. Make sure you don't slip and break your back, since it would be really hard to explain to the doctor as to why you hurt your back while being covered in your cum, especially with your son by your side." I joked while holding her wet hand, which felt both soft and viscous to touch.
"Stop it, Kafi! You're mother may be old, but she hasn't gotten senile enough to be slipping over some water on the ground!" She barked in anger and pinched my hand, seeing that I was making fun of her.
