The reason I asked Phil to uncover my mask was simple.
It is said that there are rumors that the woman who is with Mai Mai is actually his mother, that's all.
If someone tells me about this, he would say this:
Hey, I heard something interesting.I heard that your cougar mature girlfriend is actually your mom.
Well, she is, but she is not my girlfriend.
So you didn't sleep with her?
Of course it is impossible.We just wanted to cover up the fact that she was me but mom, and the fact that she posed for art lessons with nude poses.
In my experience, about 50% of people will believe my denial.The other twenty-five people would not believe it, and the others would be confused about it.
On the other hand, if Phil described it like this, it might be presented in a completely different way:
You will never believe what I found about Mai Mai.
Yeah?What?
Listen.Do you know the baby who dated him?Jennifer?She is actually Mai Mai’s mother!
What?
Yes!Just a few days ago, I accidentally discovered it while reading a newspaper and saw an advertisement about a real estate company.There is a picture of her on it saying her name is Jennifer Jenkins.She sells real estate!
No, fucking it!
So I used it to hit him.Show him the newspaper and everything.I asked him what it felt like to sleep with his mother.
Fuck, man.
You should look at his face.I thought he was going to have a stroke.He almost pulled his pants.
So he's having sex with his mom?
Fuck, man, stop talking nonsense.They were all embarrassed because she decided to model naked for that art class, and he didn't know it, but signed up for that class.Can you imagine it?Of course, he didn't want anyone to know that she did so, so he convinced her and Maureen to pretend her last name was Hart.
This is really stupid behavior.
I know.Sooner or later someone will find out, just like me.By doing that, they make people think she is dating him.Everyone knows that he lives with his mother.Well, that's why they always leave together.He just went home to live with his mother!
Fuck, it's so funny.
I know!
That's it, because Phil believes it, so will others.
It's not my defense of myself, people may suspect it's for selfish purposes.
Phil had no reason to lie, no other motive, just to embarrass me.
This motivation is easy to understand among such a group of people, and they form such a close connection.
One way to build a close connection is to make fun of each other and not let the matter affect each other's relationship.
And the plan is quite successful, except that some people don't seem so sure about the whole thing.
Of course no one wants to make trouble again.
Everything calmed down except for the constant teasing of this incident.
My mom felt quite embarrassed, too, and I wasn't sure it was for me or for herself.
Since then, she has not gone to Kelsey Bar again.
If she and Maureen wanted to have something to drink, they would choose to go somewhere else to have a drink.
Life has become calm for us.
She continued to model on Friday night in a seductive position, and after the schoolwork we had a passionate and passionate sex.
But on other days on Friday, we still limit the insertion and run-in of a genital like that of a real sex.
They only masturbate, cunnilingus or oral sex.
Just as we were only two weeks away from graduation, it seemed like a fire broke out across California.
Although we have not yet been certified, the entire class has been sent to the Modesto area serving as a field fire.
Since we are not certified, they did not send us to the event area.
Instead, we were shuttled to the area that had been burned to ensure that the fire was completely extinguished.
We found the hot spot and put it out, cleaned up the burning wreckage, and did one thing or another.
It's dirty, smoky, odorless job, our living area is a military tent with no shower facilities.
There are mobile toilets around, but only those are there.
I learned how to take a simple bath and wash my clothes by hand in a plastic container.
It can almost be said that this is a hot baptism.
The etiquette problem of men and women crowding together was solved by a sheet hanging between the boys' bed and the girls' area, where four girls were.
Someone pulled an extension cord to connect the light, but there was no entertainment.
It is difficult for so many people to keep their mobile phones in full battery.
Usually this doesn't matter.
We won't stay up late.
When we finally got back to the tent, we were usually exhausted and would often fall on the bed in our clothes and sleep until it was bright.
We were there for a month.
This leads most of us to believe that wild fire fighting is not suitable for us.
I have a great respect for those who do this.
Seeing the building turned into ashes and metal blocks, my heart was cut like a knife.
That is all about people's lives. It makes us think of our warm and tidy homes, and it makes us feel more cherishing of what we have.
When we came back, it didn’t make much sense for the college to decide to reconvene the two-week course.
We have to take all the exams, but that’s not really a difficult question.
They gave us time to rest and study, and then had a delayed graduation ceremony after we passed the exam.
My mom didn't give me a chance to breathe at all.
She was very worried about me. After I came back, she wanted to accompany me as much as possible and be with me.
It was Wednesday the night I came back, but the rule between us that we were allowed to have sex on Friday nights was immediately thrown out of the blue.
We spent most of the night having sex.
Or, if I wasn't asleep, I would do this: I stabilize my mother's butt with both hands and fuck her bravely from behind.
We also had this position on Thursday night.
Friday night continues.
During our departure, the normal semester has ended, which means that the Art Lab courses are over.
So my mom no longer works as a model.
I saw portraits of some people.
Some of them are pretty well drawn.
Maureen said five works were submitted to the competition, but none of them won the award.
She received a call from someone who wanted to know who the model was because he might have a job for her.
Maureen said her inner alarm sounded, telling the person she would investigate and reply to his phone number.
Of course, Maureen didn't plan to call him back, and she didn't call him later, so the little episode was naturally left alone.
Mom is not sure about being a model again.
The next semester of the art lab will not be human research, so mom doesn’t need to rush to make a decision, but Maureen says she can be hired at any time as long as she wants.
Mom cried at the graduation ceremony.
I asked her why, but she just pushed me away and told me to say goodbye to my friends.
We scatter like the fallen leaves in autumn.
The Employment Office found jobs for three-quarters of the class, and all of those embarked on a journey to start a new career.
I know there are two people who, after going through California, rethink the whole firefighter thing, are considering other options.
A fire science degree can become a springboard for professionalization, such as inspection projects, safety officials, and dangerous substance responses.
A girl who was disappointed in California said she was considering expanding our medical training to become an emergency medical technician (EMT).
The Employment Office did not find a job for me.
While there are some starting positions available in very small towns, not only are the wages low, but there is also a difficult opportunity for promotion.
I don't know what to do next.
I was considering continuing my bachelor’s degree in engineering until my mom sold a house to a retired Army sergeant.
During the process, she mentioned my situation and he suggested that I follow the website of the civilian office.
He said the firefighters on the military base were civilians, which seemed like a pretty good job.
So I did it.
I filled out the application form.
There are a lot of military bases on the West Coast, but we used to work with recruited soldiers and do support like we did, so I gave up on those bases.
I had to take a series of tests that were not related to fire fighting.
I was told I was lucky because I was invited to Fort Leavenworth, Kansas for an interview.
I compete with two other candidates.
I don't know how lucky I was, but the month I spent in California (and I don't even know the teacher reviews in the school archives) played a big role and I'm pretty sure that's what got me the job.
I have to confirm my qualifications for a safety license through a comprehensive background check.
The license for this position is only a confidential level, a fairly low level, but since I may enter the confidential area and access to confidential information, I have to get a license.
They interviewed my mother and I later found two Defense Investigators appeared in the law firm and interrogated my biological father.
He tried to deny his father and tried to kick them out of the office, but was warned that if the DNA match proved that he was my father, he might be prosecuted for providing false official statements.
He had a good understanding of this on a professional level, and finally surrendered and formally admitted that he knew he might be my father.
Later I was told that the Ministry of Defense was concerned simply because they didn't want any disgraceful secrets to be spread, which could be used to bribe or blackmail me.
So I got the job and moved to Leavenworth, which is basically a large suburb of Kansas City.
This is a fun place.
The U.S. Army Discipline Prison is there, and the Army Command and Staff Academy.
The Office of Foreign Military Research is also there, which means there are hundreds of foreigners from other countries’ armies passing around.
Built in 1827, this military base is the oldest active army base west of Washington, DC.
It is also the oldest permanent settlement in Kansas, so it is full of history.
Just like in 1866, the 10th Cavalry Regiment was established here, composed of black soldiers led by white officers.
You may have heard of them being called Bison Soldiers, the name obtained by their interactions with local Native Americans.
My normal working hours per week are 57 hours, and I rotate according to the shift system.
If the weekend or holiday happens to be during the shift, you can only endure it.
My responsibilities include: providing fire protection, rescue operations, hazardous substance response and closed space rescue.
I may encounter various facilities with potential hazards, such as fuel and ammunition storage areas, fire-catching aircraft (helicopters), chemical storage, etc.
I might go to a house, an industrial building, a motor vehicle convoy or a grass fire scene.
To be lucky enough to do these jobs, I was only paid $1,257 per hour.
It does sound a bit frustrating, but there are some benefits.
First, all meals are free during my 57 hours of working hours a week.
They offered me all the uniforms and the benefits were enviable.
If there is no emergency, we can sleep when we need to rest and will receive the corresponding salary.
Another benefit is that working hours over 40 hours will be paid at 15 times the salary of overtime, unless you work on a holiday, and you will be paid at that time.
Not only that, but also retirement plans.
And I won't always get a salary of $1,250.
They raise their wages every year, and if there is a chance, I can also advance to a higher-paying position.
Indeed, I need to rent an apartment outside the base, but that's fine.
Leavenworth is a distance from the city of Kansas City and the cost of living is much lower, especially if you are just looking for a piece of four walls and a roof and don't care if it's located in a shabby neighborhood.
In addition, this also gave my mother a place to stay when she visited.
When she came, we rarely went out for the first day or two and spent most of our time in bed.
But Kansas City offers a lot of entertainment options, so we went to a lot of places to have fun together.
We will attract some attention when we walk hand in hand.
However, I had a beard, which made me look a little older, and my mother herself looked much younger than her actual age, so most people accepted what we really were.
One night, we were lying in bed to make out and something happened to me when I filled my mom's pussy with my cum.
You can do real estate transactions anywhere, right?
As long as you have a license, it works anywhere.Mom said.
Then you can buy and sell real estate here...what do you think?I asked.
Mom stared at me and looked at me.
Mai Mai, my dear.Our days have been lucky so far.I also like our existing life.I won't change everything that happened for anything.But we can't let this last forever.I want grandchildren.
But I can't control myself, I said.I love you.Mother.
You can also fall in love with another woman.
I don't want to love any woman.
Mai Mai, the right choice is that you need to fall in love with another woman.Mom sighed.
So you are not going to let me continue to love you?I said.I admit that I was a little dissatisfied in my tone.
You asked knowingly, and my mother poked me with a sharp nail.But we must be more realistic.We need to face life in a practical way.
I decided to keep kissing her instead of talking about it.
Like many people, I try to ignore the problem I want to avoid and even hope it will disappear on its own.
My mother is as addicted to sex as me, so she will come to see me whenever she has the chance.
Then one night, when I pressed my mother on the bed, my mother gasped and said: Maimai, don’t ejaculate tonight.It would be dangerous to shoot cum into my pussy tonight.
Mother?Are you in ovulation?I asked gasped.
Yes, very mature and active moments.She moaned.
I've always imagined this moment and even went a little crazy.
It's exactly what I want. I said.
My stem continues to move.
Mai Mai!Mom complained.She is not stupid.
I love you mom.I said gasping.
Then don't let me get pregnant.Mom moaned under my crotch.
But I want you to get pregnant, I just want to claim your uterus!I roared.
You can't... destroy your future, Mai Mai!Mom moaned.
forever!No regrets... I gasped and speeded up the thrusting.I could feel the climax was coming and I wanted to get to that state as soon as possible.
Because that's not your body will swell and look like a stranded whale!Mom roared.
A trace of reason penetrated my brain.
I stopped.
The urge to ejaculate slowly faded.
I started rubbing my mother's clitoris with my hands.
Maybe I tried to give her an orgasm as a way to apologize for the impulsive behavior I almost had to do.
Sorry, I said, leaning over and kissing my mom.I admit it's a little out of control.
I'm sorry for this, too.Mom sighed.
It's just that when I think I'm going to be a father, I can't imagine having a child with any woman, but, except you, mom.I said.
What a wrong idea.Mom moaned.
Then sue me.I said, still rubbing my mother's clitoris.
We kissed for a while.
I felt her vaginal love muscles still sucking reluctantly.I lifted my lips from her lips and stared into my mother's eyes.
What are you doingI asked.
Exercise my basin muscles.Mom whispered.
I started to perform a circular movement around my mother's vagina, while my mother was squirming under me.But her vagina kept squeezing my penis.
If you continue like this, you know what will happen?I said.
You are too long-winded, Mom said.You should kiss more and talk less.
So I kissed my mother, and she continued to swallow my penis, and I was not a fool either.I won't ask why she suddenly changed her mind and it's necessary to ask.
I just let her suck my seminal vesicles and flow into her very fertile soil.
However, we never discussed this, at least not at that time.
Instead, we are like newlyweds.
I have two days left to go back to work, and we almost arranged for these two days to spend in bed.
I cummed half a dozen times inside her.
Then mom went home and waited to see if we did stupid things.
It turns out...we did make mistakes.
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If you are in a traditional marriage or partnership and your partner announces that she is pregnant, you are likely to have a traditional reaction.
Usually, there are two ways to react like this.
Either you are happy about it…or you are depressed.
Now imagine if your mother comes to visit you and says: Well, baby, I'm pregnant.
If you are in a traditional relationship, that is, you are not having sex with your mom and you know you are not the reason for her pregnancy, then your reaction may be one of the ways in which both answers are answered.
If you are me, you don't have the right to be unhappy about it.
This won't have anything to do with or it doesn't matter.
I have tossed and turned to think about this question.
My mother and I occasionally text each other, but not often.
We will wait until she comes to visit before chatting.
So I don't know if our over-passion leads to the... trouble...
Ultimately, I decided that trouble was not the right word.
Finally, I decided that if my mom wasn't pregnant, I would keep trying.
I know this may sound strange to you because you are a normal person and don't have desire for your mother.
Then one day, when I came back from get off work, my mother waited and hugged me there, then took a step back and said: Maimai, I am pregnant.
I am very grateful and happy about this.
I took a shower and when I walked out of the bathroom, my mother was already lying naked on my bed.
So what to do now?I asked lying beside her.
I will become fat and ugly and give birth to your baby.Mom said.
You can never be ugly.I said.
That's what you've never seen me when I was pregnant.Mom said.
When I was in your uterus, I saw you from the inside and loved you every second.I quipped.
We need to pay close attention to this situation, Mom said.I think it will take many ultrasounds.
Why?
Our blood ties are very similar.My mother's voice was a little sour.
Do you think there will be any problems?
This has happened in the past.Mom said.
Are you worried?
Worrying is useless.Mom said.
Do you regret it?I asked.
This question is very complicated.Mom said.
Then please tell me too.
I've never been so happy, Mom said.
At the same time, I know this is an extremely stupid move.My heart often goes back and forth, I want to cheer for it, and sometimes I blame myself for my weakness.
weak?
Just last time I was here, the idea of your desire to get me pregnant was just getting me crazy and out of control.Mom said.
Let you get pregnant?This statement is a bit too much, don’t you think?
No, that's not too much.That's what you do, Mai Mai.You made me pregnant just like your father made me pregnant.The only difference is that I don't want him to conceive me...and I hope it's you.
Then you're fine now?
Mai Mai, baby, this may be the best thing in my life, or it may be the biggest mistake I made.But it may not be that absolute, very good or very bad, and maybe it will cast a shadow on my existing life.
We have to live together, I said.You can't raise another child alone.I won't allow it.
This is one of those shadows, Mom sighed.
What I hope most is to live with you, but just because you let your mom conceive for you does not mean the fact that we will become a couple in the future.
I didn't get you pregnant, I said.I just created a baby in my lover.
It doesn't matter if you are careless.Mom said.
Are you happy now?I asked.
My mother looked at me for a long time and finally nodded.
Well, you are happy, I am happy.It seems that someone is looking for a solution to a problem that does not exist.
We'll see, she said.Now, come here to spoil me.
I was a little worried, and I felt I needed to be careful because my mother was delicate.
My mother climbed the road and rode me violently, and the bed was shaking, showing me that she was not delicate at all.
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She told the doctor that she knew about birth defects in the family history, but did not specify which one.
The doctor arranged an additional ultrasound and kept telling her that there was no need to worry about anything.
She took online courses, obtained a real estate agent license in Kansas, and used her real estate skills to find a large, affordable home that was enough to accommodate three people.
This is a property recovered by the bank, and the previous owners performed very badly when they were enforced for mortgage loans.
He broke all the windows and doors of the room.
He is currently serving his sentence in prison and will take eighteen months.
The insurance company replaced these destructions in the room.
The interior of the house needs some renovation, but my mother has time to paint and so on.
When my mother moved in permanently, she was already five months pregnant, with a slightly bulging belly, making her look sexy and moving.
Just looking at her bulging belly, I wanted to reinterpret the process that led to pregnancy.
Mom's body gradually grew wide, but she was the kind of woman who held her children like a basketball, without suffering any swelling or other bloated problems that made the woman look like the one she worried about.
My mother told me that this pregnancy felt different for her, mainly because she was not frustrated or often angry, and felt that she was a mistake in getting pregnant at the beginning.
Mom performed extremely well in the Kansas City area real estate market.
Because there are thousands of houses and apartments for sale here, and there are thousands of people looking for a suitable place to live.
The reason why mom is good at this job is because she is willing to listen to the needs of her clients and work hard to find what they really want.
Mom earned more than her entire year in Arizona in her first three months.
Her income far exceeded that of me.
We take legal risks to live together as husband and wife.
I even bought a ring for us to wear it.
I didn’t list her name on any employment forms, and mom wasn’t in my insurance plan, but she earned enough to pay for her own health insurance plan.
My mom told me that she left the marital status column blank when filling out that application.
I say it's a risk because while Kansas recognizes a de facto marriage, it is only recognized if the couple is legally qualified for a traditional marriage.
My mom was thirty-six when she gave birth to her second child.
She gave birth to a girl we named Camilla Jenkins, which has no specific meaning, it's just that we all like these names.
Camilla was born weighing about seven pounds, about eighteen inches in length, and was in perfect condition.
Well, she cries a lot, but I heard that this is largely a normal baby's manifestation.
It was a bit strange to see Jennifer breastfeeding.
Those nipples that I sucked affectionately, and now I have become a distant second-seeded player.
We started calling each other Mai Mai and Jennifer so we wouldn't make mistakes in public.
People in the hospital thought I was her husband and treated me the same way.
This brings up a problem, very similar to the problems we faced when we were in Arizona.
Some people know me and know I am single, others know I am a married man with children.
If someone finds me married and have children at work, it may cause doubt.
Neither my background check nor my CPO application showed this.
So, I decided to take a risk and take a step forward and play a verbal ball with the law.
I did some research on getting married in Kansas.
Just one participant is required to go to apply for a marriage permit in person.
Both parties need to sign a worksheet, but no blood test is required.
Basically, once you show them a proof of identity, they will accept everything you say without doubt.
Three days later, I got a marriage certificate that said Jennifer Jenkins could marry Maime Jenkins.
We don't even need to have a wedding ceremony.
The law allows two people to become husband and wife through their own religious traditions, whatever that means.
Our ceremony was to stare at each other's eyes and I said: Are you willing to marry me?, but my mother replied: This is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard of in my life.I said: Since you didn't scream and escape from the room, now I declare that we are legal couples.
It wasn't until I brought the documents to my workplace, registered her in my official file as my wife, and registered Camilla as my child that I realized that this whole ridiculous thing could have been achieved.
After that, the only risk we face is what happens when my security permit needs to be updated in five years.
I'm not too worried.
It is possible that someone will notice that the woman who was interviewed who pretended to be my mother is now my wife.
However, as far as I know, updating the license is just a check for criminal records since the last authorization.
If there is no problem, they will think you are still suitable to continue working.
I hope so.
Of course, I don't know what career you are in, but what is quite certain is that no matter what job you do, maybe you haven't started the day before, and the next day you may start working on it.
If you stick with it, you will eventually reach a level, your self-image will change, and your work will be integrated into your identity.
It feels a bit similar to Jennifer and me.
Two years after we got married, we just felt...we are already married.
If I think about it, I can still remember being her son, but most of the time, she is just my lover, partner, my wife, and the mother of my little daughter.
However, my mother told me that it was more difficult for her, but as time went on, she thought less and less about our initial mother-son relationship.
When Camilla was two years old, I asked my mom to stop taking birth control pills.
Mom was lying there, staring into my eyes.
You're kidding.
It was you who said you wanted to have grandchildren, two in pairs.I said, I know Camilla is not your grandson or granddaughter, but you are still happy to get her, right?
That's of course Ah.
Then, let's have another one.
Do you want me to get pregnant again?Mom's voice was a bit dull.
Extremely longing.I said.
Boy, you are a little provocative about fate.Mom said.
I'm used to it, I said.
As far as I am concerned, I have just passed my adolescence in the great plan of my life.I've been taking risks and it's been a long time.But look at my current situation!I am very happy.Adventure is rewarding!
Don’t you think I’m a little old and not suitable for having another baby?
I blinked.
No, I thought about it for a while and said.
You are as healthy as a horse, and by the time he or she is thirty, you are just in your early sixties.Maybe you can even have some real grandchildren.
There is no fairness.Mom said.
I climbed onto my mother's body.
She resisted a little, then gave up the confrontational push and made me twist between her legs.
Finally, my mother had no choice but to reach out and put my penis into her body.
You are a terrible, beastly man, Mai Mai, as my mother said, I was already deep into her core.Are you forcing me to breed... to make me pregnant again?
That's a good thing, I said.Then are you willing to do this?
Stop contraceptive pills?
Yes.
I don't want to do that.Mom said, her hips began to thrust.
Don't do this.I coaxed my mother and said.
Mom pushed me away.
At first I thought she was upset until she started pulling me and moving my body position.
Although my mother didn't tell me what she wanted to try, she just poked and stuffed me into the position she wanted.
Then, I sat upright and leaned against the headboard, my mother sat on my thigh and faced me.
Her knees bent, and she reached out to snatch my dick, allowing me to enter her again.
Then my mom told me to bend my knees so that she was like riding on a saddle, pointing her curled toes towards the end of the bed.
I learned about this position in the magazine.Mom said.
I felt my mother's vaginal love muscles start to put pressure on my penis.
If you want to ejaculate inside me, I can't basically refuse.I can't get out of this position, so how can I contraceptive?
Mom's breasts wiped my chest.
Is something going on?What's going on?I asked.
I can't stop using contraceptive pills.Mom's voice sounded a little sad.
Why not?I asked.
Because I had already disabled two months ago.
What?
I might ovulate today, mom said sadly.
But I was stuck inside by your disgusting big guy and might be about to ejaculate.If you ejaculate, I might be pregnant again.
My mother's vaginal love muscles performed very well.It feels like I imagined a calf sucking the tits of a cow.
The last time you did, you were indeed pregnant.I gasped.
What did you do?Mom asked naively.I did nothing Ah.
Her soft skin of love continues to contract and move.
It's OK, I said.
You don't have to worry.I'll never do something naughty to make you pregnant.You will always be safe when you are with me.
Really?Mom suddenly asked like a little girl.
Although my mother's lust has completely burst out.
I won't ejaculate in you.I said gasping.
It's time.
You don't want to?
No...No.I gasped while I moved my thick semen into her fertile abdomen with reproductive power.
OK, mom said happily.Since I obey me like this, I will make an exception to let you claim my uterus again.
Although my mother said this, she almost reached the limit of fatigue, just like me.I can no longer continue to work hard.
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This will be my last child with my mom.I don't want to risk having another child after she is forty, so as not to pose a risk to her health.
Instead, I will try my best to raise our two children and raise them as normal as possible so that they can bring my wife grandchildren when she is not too old so that she can truly enjoy their company, such a family happiness.
And I am also fortunate to know each other and live together with such a beautiful and charming model.
over
It is said that there are rumors that the woman who is with Mai Mai is actually his mother, that's all.
If someone tells me about this, he would say this:
Hey, I heard something interesting.I heard that your cougar mature girlfriend is actually your mom.
Well, she is, but she is not my girlfriend.
So you didn't sleep with her?
Of course it is impossible.We just wanted to cover up the fact that she was me but mom, and the fact that she posed for art lessons with nude poses.
In my experience, about 50% of people will believe my denial.The other twenty-five people would not believe it, and the others would be confused about it.
On the other hand, if Phil described it like this, it might be presented in a completely different way:
You will never believe what I found about Mai Mai.
Yeah?What?
Listen.Do you know the baby who dated him?Jennifer?She is actually Mai Mai’s mother!
What?
Yes!Just a few days ago, I accidentally discovered it while reading a newspaper and saw an advertisement about a real estate company.There is a picture of her on it saying her name is Jennifer Jenkins.She sells real estate!
No, fucking it!
So I used it to hit him.Show him the newspaper and everything.I asked him what it felt like to sleep with his mother.
Fuck, man.
You should look at his face.I thought he was going to have a stroke.He almost pulled his pants.
So he's having sex with his mom?
Fuck, man, stop talking nonsense.They were all embarrassed because she decided to model naked for that art class, and he didn't know it, but signed up for that class.Can you imagine it?Of course, he didn't want anyone to know that she did so, so he convinced her and Maureen to pretend her last name was Hart.
This is really stupid behavior.
I know.Sooner or later someone will find out, just like me.By doing that, they make people think she is dating him.Everyone knows that he lives with his mother.Well, that's why they always leave together.He just went home to live with his mother!
Fuck, it's so funny.
I know!
That's it, because Phil believes it, so will others.
It's not my defense of myself, people may suspect it's for selfish purposes.
Phil had no reason to lie, no other motive, just to embarrass me.
This motivation is easy to understand among such a group of people, and they form such a close connection.
One way to build a close connection is to make fun of each other and not let the matter affect each other's relationship.
And the plan is quite successful, except that some people don't seem so sure about the whole thing.
Of course no one wants to make trouble again.
Everything calmed down except for the constant teasing of this incident.
My mom felt quite embarrassed, too, and I wasn't sure it was for me or for herself.
Since then, she has not gone to Kelsey Bar again.
If she and Maureen wanted to have something to drink, they would choose to go somewhere else to have a drink.
Life has become calm for us.
She continued to model on Friday night in a seductive position, and after the schoolwork we had a passionate and passionate sex.
But on other days on Friday, we still limit the insertion and run-in of a genital like that of a real sex.
They only masturbate, cunnilingus or oral sex.
Just as we were only two weeks away from graduation, it seemed like a fire broke out across California.
Although we have not yet been certified, the entire class has been sent to the Modesto area serving as a field fire.
Since we are not certified, they did not send us to the event area.
Instead, we were shuttled to the area that had been burned to ensure that the fire was completely extinguished.
We found the hot spot and put it out, cleaned up the burning wreckage, and did one thing or another.
It's dirty, smoky, odorless job, our living area is a military tent with no shower facilities.
There are mobile toilets around, but only those are there.
I learned how to take a simple bath and wash my clothes by hand in a plastic container.
It can almost be said that this is a hot baptism.
The etiquette problem of men and women crowding together was solved by a sheet hanging between the boys' bed and the girls' area, where four girls were.
Someone pulled an extension cord to connect the light, but there was no entertainment.
It is difficult for so many people to keep their mobile phones in full battery.
Usually this doesn't matter.
We won't stay up late.
When we finally got back to the tent, we were usually exhausted and would often fall on the bed in our clothes and sleep until it was bright.
We were there for a month.
This leads most of us to believe that wild fire fighting is not suitable for us.
I have a great respect for those who do this.
Seeing the building turned into ashes and metal blocks, my heart was cut like a knife.
That is all about people's lives. It makes us think of our warm and tidy homes, and it makes us feel more cherishing of what we have.
When we came back, it didn’t make much sense for the college to decide to reconvene the two-week course.
We have to take all the exams, but that’s not really a difficult question.
They gave us time to rest and study, and then had a delayed graduation ceremony after we passed the exam.
My mom didn't give me a chance to breathe at all.
She was very worried about me. After I came back, she wanted to accompany me as much as possible and be with me.
It was Wednesday the night I came back, but the rule between us that we were allowed to have sex on Friday nights was immediately thrown out of the blue.
We spent most of the night having sex.
Or, if I wasn't asleep, I would do this: I stabilize my mother's butt with both hands and fuck her bravely from behind.
We also had this position on Thursday night.
Friday night continues.
During our departure, the normal semester has ended, which means that the Art Lab courses are over.
So my mom no longer works as a model.
I saw portraits of some people.
Some of them are pretty well drawn.
Maureen said five works were submitted to the competition, but none of them won the award.
She received a call from someone who wanted to know who the model was because he might have a job for her.
Maureen said her inner alarm sounded, telling the person she would investigate and reply to his phone number.
Of course, Maureen didn't plan to call him back, and she didn't call him later, so the little episode was naturally left alone.
Mom is not sure about being a model again.
The next semester of the art lab will not be human research, so mom doesn’t need to rush to make a decision, but Maureen says she can be hired at any time as long as she wants.
Mom cried at the graduation ceremony.
I asked her why, but she just pushed me away and told me to say goodbye to my friends.
We scatter like the fallen leaves in autumn.
The Employment Office found jobs for three-quarters of the class, and all of those embarked on a journey to start a new career.
I know there are two people who, after going through California, rethink the whole firefighter thing, are considering other options.
A fire science degree can become a springboard for professionalization, such as inspection projects, safety officials, and dangerous substance responses.
A girl who was disappointed in California said she was considering expanding our medical training to become an emergency medical technician (EMT).
The Employment Office did not find a job for me.
While there are some starting positions available in very small towns, not only are the wages low, but there is also a difficult opportunity for promotion.
I don't know what to do next.
I was considering continuing my bachelor’s degree in engineering until my mom sold a house to a retired Army sergeant.
During the process, she mentioned my situation and he suggested that I follow the website of the civilian office.
He said the firefighters on the military base were civilians, which seemed like a pretty good job.
So I did it.
I filled out the application form.
There are a lot of military bases on the West Coast, but we used to work with recruited soldiers and do support like we did, so I gave up on those bases.
I had to take a series of tests that were not related to fire fighting.
I was told I was lucky because I was invited to Fort Leavenworth, Kansas for an interview.
I compete with two other candidates.
I don't know how lucky I was, but the month I spent in California (and I don't even know the teacher reviews in the school archives) played a big role and I'm pretty sure that's what got me the job.
I have to confirm my qualifications for a safety license through a comprehensive background check.
The license for this position is only a confidential level, a fairly low level, but since I may enter the confidential area and access to confidential information, I have to get a license.
They interviewed my mother and I later found two Defense Investigators appeared in the law firm and interrogated my biological father.
He tried to deny his father and tried to kick them out of the office, but was warned that if the DNA match proved that he was my father, he might be prosecuted for providing false official statements.
He had a good understanding of this on a professional level, and finally surrendered and formally admitted that he knew he might be my father.
Later I was told that the Ministry of Defense was concerned simply because they didn't want any disgraceful secrets to be spread, which could be used to bribe or blackmail me.
So I got the job and moved to Leavenworth, which is basically a large suburb of Kansas City.
This is a fun place.
The U.S. Army Discipline Prison is there, and the Army Command and Staff Academy.
The Office of Foreign Military Research is also there, which means there are hundreds of foreigners from other countries’ armies passing around.
Built in 1827, this military base is the oldest active army base west of Washington, DC.
It is also the oldest permanent settlement in Kansas, so it is full of history.
Just like in 1866, the 10th Cavalry Regiment was established here, composed of black soldiers led by white officers.
You may have heard of them being called Bison Soldiers, the name obtained by their interactions with local Native Americans.
My normal working hours per week are 57 hours, and I rotate according to the shift system.
If the weekend or holiday happens to be during the shift, you can only endure it.
My responsibilities include: providing fire protection, rescue operations, hazardous substance response and closed space rescue.
I may encounter various facilities with potential hazards, such as fuel and ammunition storage areas, fire-catching aircraft (helicopters), chemical storage, etc.
I might go to a house, an industrial building, a motor vehicle convoy or a grass fire scene.
To be lucky enough to do these jobs, I was only paid $1,257 per hour.
It does sound a bit frustrating, but there are some benefits.
First, all meals are free during my 57 hours of working hours a week.
They offered me all the uniforms and the benefits were enviable.
If there is no emergency, we can sleep when we need to rest and will receive the corresponding salary.
Another benefit is that working hours over 40 hours will be paid at 15 times the salary of overtime, unless you work on a holiday, and you will be paid at that time.
Not only that, but also retirement plans.
And I won't always get a salary of $1,250.
They raise their wages every year, and if there is a chance, I can also advance to a higher-paying position.
Indeed, I need to rent an apartment outside the base, but that's fine.
Leavenworth is a distance from the city of Kansas City and the cost of living is much lower, especially if you are just looking for a piece of four walls and a roof and don't care if it's located in a shabby neighborhood.
In addition, this also gave my mother a place to stay when she visited.
When she came, we rarely went out for the first day or two and spent most of our time in bed.
But Kansas City offers a lot of entertainment options, so we went to a lot of places to have fun together.
We will attract some attention when we walk hand in hand.
However, I had a beard, which made me look a little older, and my mother herself looked much younger than her actual age, so most people accepted what we really were.
One night, we were lying in bed to make out and something happened to me when I filled my mom's pussy with my cum.
You can do real estate transactions anywhere, right?
As long as you have a license, it works anywhere.Mom said.
Then you can buy and sell real estate here...what do you think?I asked.
Mom stared at me and looked at me.
Mai Mai, my dear.Our days have been lucky so far.I also like our existing life.I won't change everything that happened for anything.But we can't let this last forever.I want grandchildren.
But I can't control myself, I said.I love you.Mother.
You can also fall in love with another woman.
I don't want to love any woman.
Mai Mai, the right choice is that you need to fall in love with another woman.Mom sighed.
So you are not going to let me continue to love you?I said.I admit that I was a little dissatisfied in my tone.
You asked knowingly, and my mother poked me with a sharp nail.But we must be more realistic.We need to face life in a practical way.
I decided to keep kissing her instead of talking about it.
Like many people, I try to ignore the problem I want to avoid and even hope it will disappear on its own.
My mother is as addicted to sex as me, so she will come to see me whenever she has the chance.
Then one night, when I pressed my mother on the bed, my mother gasped and said: Maimai, don’t ejaculate tonight.It would be dangerous to shoot cum into my pussy tonight.
Mother?Are you in ovulation?I asked gasped.
Yes, very mature and active moments.She moaned.
I've always imagined this moment and even went a little crazy.
It's exactly what I want. I said.
My stem continues to move.
Mai Mai!Mom complained.She is not stupid.
I love you mom.I said gasping.
Then don't let me get pregnant.Mom moaned under my crotch.
But I want you to get pregnant, I just want to claim your uterus!I roared.
You can't... destroy your future, Mai Mai!Mom moaned.
forever!No regrets... I gasped and speeded up the thrusting.I could feel the climax was coming and I wanted to get to that state as soon as possible.
Because that's not your body will swell and look like a stranded whale!Mom roared.
A trace of reason penetrated my brain.
I stopped.
The urge to ejaculate slowly faded.
I started rubbing my mother's clitoris with my hands.
Maybe I tried to give her an orgasm as a way to apologize for the impulsive behavior I almost had to do.
Sorry, I said, leaning over and kissing my mom.I admit it's a little out of control.
I'm sorry for this, too.Mom sighed.
It's just that when I think I'm going to be a father, I can't imagine having a child with any woman, but, except you, mom.I said.
What a wrong idea.Mom moaned.
Then sue me.I said, still rubbing my mother's clitoris.
We kissed for a while.
I felt her vaginal love muscles still sucking reluctantly.I lifted my lips from her lips and stared into my mother's eyes.
What are you doingI asked.
Exercise my basin muscles.Mom whispered.
I started to perform a circular movement around my mother's vagina, while my mother was squirming under me.But her vagina kept squeezing my penis.
If you continue like this, you know what will happen?I said.
You are too long-winded, Mom said.You should kiss more and talk less.
So I kissed my mother, and she continued to swallow my penis, and I was not a fool either.I won't ask why she suddenly changed her mind and it's necessary to ask.
I just let her suck my seminal vesicles and flow into her very fertile soil.
However, we never discussed this, at least not at that time.
Instead, we are like newlyweds.
I have two days left to go back to work, and we almost arranged for these two days to spend in bed.
I cummed half a dozen times inside her.
Then mom went home and waited to see if we did stupid things.
It turns out...we did make mistakes.
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If you are in a traditional marriage or partnership and your partner announces that she is pregnant, you are likely to have a traditional reaction.
Usually, there are two ways to react like this.
Either you are happy about it…or you are depressed.
Now imagine if your mother comes to visit you and says: Well, baby, I'm pregnant.
If you are in a traditional relationship, that is, you are not having sex with your mom and you know you are not the reason for her pregnancy, then your reaction may be one of the ways in which both answers are answered.
If you are me, you don't have the right to be unhappy about it.
This won't have anything to do with or it doesn't matter.
I have tossed and turned to think about this question.
My mother and I occasionally text each other, but not often.
We will wait until she comes to visit before chatting.
So I don't know if our over-passion leads to the... trouble...
Ultimately, I decided that trouble was not the right word.
Finally, I decided that if my mom wasn't pregnant, I would keep trying.
I know this may sound strange to you because you are a normal person and don't have desire for your mother.
Then one day, when I came back from get off work, my mother waited and hugged me there, then took a step back and said: Maimai, I am pregnant.
I am very grateful and happy about this.
I took a shower and when I walked out of the bathroom, my mother was already lying naked on my bed.
So what to do now?I asked lying beside her.
I will become fat and ugly and give birth to your baby.Mom said.
You can never be ugly.I said.
That's what you've never seen me when I was pregnant.Mom said.
When I was in your uterus, I saw you from the inside and loved you every second.I quipped.
We need to pay close attention to this situation, Mom said.I think it will take many ultrasounds.
Why?
Our blood ties are very similar.My mother's voice was a little sour.
Do you think there will be any problems?
This has happened in the past.Mom said.
Are you worried?
Worrying is useless.Mom said.
Do you regret it?I asked.
This question is very complicated.Mom said.
Then please tell me too.
I've never been so happy, Mom said.
At the same time, I know this is an extremely stupid move.My heart often goes back and forth, I want to cheer for it, and sometimes I blame myself for my weakness.
weak?
Just last time I was here, the idea of your desire to get me pregnant was just getting me crazy and out of control.Mom said.
Let you get pregnant?This statement is a bit too much, don’t you think?
No, that's not too much.That's what you do, Mai Mai.You made me pregnant just like your father made me pregnant.The only difference is that I don't want him to conceive me...and I hope it's you.
Then you're fine now?
Mai Mai, baby, this may be the best thing in my life, or it may be the biggest mistake I made.But it may not be that absolute, very good or very bad, and maybe it will cast a shadow on my existing life.
We have to live together, I said.You can't raise another child alone.I won't allow it.
This is one of those shadows, Mom sighed.
What I hope most is to live with you, but just because you let your mom conceive for you does not mean the fact that we will become a couple in the future.
I didn't get you pregnant, I said.I just created a baby in my lover.
It doesn't matter if you are careless.Mom said.
Are you happy now?I asked.
My mother looked at me for a long time and finally nodded.
Well, you are happy, I am happy.It seems that someone is looking for a solution to a problem that does not exist.
We'll see, she said.Now, come here to spoil me.
I was a little worried, and I felt I needed to be careful because my mother was delicate.
My mother climbed the road and rode me violently, and the bed was shaking, showing me that she was not delicate at all.
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She told the doctor that she knew about birth defects in the family history, but did not specify which one.
The doctor arranged an additional ultrasound and kept telling her that there was no need to worry about anything.
She took online courses, obtained a real estate agent license in Kansas, and used her real estate skills to find a large, affordable home that was enough to accommodate three people.
This is a property recovered by the bank, and the previous owners performed very badly when they were enforced for mortgage loans.
He broke all the windows and doors of the room.
He is currently serving his sentence in prison and will take eighteen months.
The insurance company replaced these destructions in the room.
The interior of the house needs some renovation, but my mother has time to paint and so on.
When my mother moved in permanently, she was already five months pregnant, with a slightly bulging belly, making her look sexy and moving.
Just looking at her bulging belly, I wanted to reinterpret the process that led to pregnancy.
Mom's body gradually grew wide, but she was the kind of woman who held her children like a basketball, without suffering any swelling or other bloated problems that made the woman look like the one she worried about.
My mother told me that this pregnancy felt different for her, mainly because she was not frustrated or often angry, and felt that she was a mistake in getting pregnant at the beginning.
Mom performed extremely well in the Kansas City area real estate market.
Because there are thousands of houses and apartments for sale here, and there are thousands of people looking for a suitable place to live.
The reason why mom is good at this job is because she is willing to listen to the needs of her clients and work hard to find what they really want.
Mom earned more than her entire year in Arizona in her first three months.
Her income far exceeded that of me.
We take legal risks to live together as husband and wife.
I even bought a ring for us to wear it.
I didn’t list her name on any employment forms, and mom wasn’t in my insurance plan, but she earned enough to pay for her own health insurance plan.
My mom told me that she left the marital status column blank when filling out that application.
I say it's a risk because while Kansas recognizes a de facto marriage, it is only recognized if the couple is legally qualified for a traditional marriage.
My mom was thirty-six when she gave birth to her second child.
She gave birth to a girl we named Camilla Jenkins, which has no specific meaning, it's just that we all like these names.
Camilla was born weighing about seven pounds, about eighteen inches in length, and was in perfect condition.
Well, she cries a lot, but I heard that this is largely a normal baby's manifestation.
It was a bit strange to see Jennifer breastfeeding.
Those nipples that I sucked affectionately, and now I have become a distant second-seeded player.
We started calling each other Mai Mai and Jennifer so we wouldn't make mistakes in public.
People in the hospital thought I was her husband and treated me the same way.
This brings up a problem, very similar to the problems we faced when we were in Arizona.
Some people know me and know I am single, others know I am a married man with children.
If someone finds me married and have children at work, it may cause doubt.
Neither my background check nor my CPO application showed this.
So, I decided to take a risk and take a step forward and play a verbal ball with the law.
I did some research on getting married in Kansas.
Just one participant is required to go to apply for a marriage permit in person.
Both parties need to sign a worksheet, but no blood test is required.
Basically, once you show them a proof of identity, they will accept everything you say without doubt.
Three days later, I got a marriage certificate that said Jennifer Jenkins could marry Maime Jenkins.
We don't even need to have a wedding ceremony.
The law allows two people to become husband and wife through their own religious traditions, whatever that means.
Our ceremony was to stare at each other's eyes and I said: Are you willing to marry me?, but my mother replied: This is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard of in my life.I said: Since you didn't scream and escape from the room, now I declare that we are legal couples.
It wasn't until I brought the documents to my workplace, registered her in my official file as my wife, and registered Camilla as my child that I realized that this whole ridiculous thing could have been achieved.
After that, the only risk we face is what happens when my security permit needs to be updated in five years.
I'm not too worried.
It is possible that someone will notice that the woman who was interviewed who pretended to be my mother is now my wife.
However, as far as I know, updating the license is just a check for criminal records since the last authorization.
If there is no problem, they will think you are still suitable to continue working.
I hope so.
Of course, I don't know what career you are in, but what is quite certain is that no matter what job you do, maybe you haven't started the day before, and the next day you may start working on it.
If you stick with it, you will eventually reach a level, your self-image will change, and your work will be integrated into your identity.
It feels a bit similar to Jennifer and me.
Two years after we got married, we just felt...we are already married.
If I think about it, I can still remember being her son, but most of the time, she is just my lover, partner, my wife, and the mother of my little daughter.
However, my mother told me that it was more difficult for her, but as time went on, she thought less and less about our initial mother-son relationship.
When Camilla was two years old, I asked my mom to stop taking birth control pills.
Mom was lying there, staring into my eyes.
You're kidding.
It was you who said you wanted to have grandchildren, two in pairs.I said, I know Camilla is not your grandson or granddaughter, but you are still happy to get her, right?
That's of course Ah.
Then, let's have another one.
Do you want me to get pregnant again?Mom's voice was a bit dull.
Extremely longing.I said.
Boy, you are a little provocative about fate.Mom said.
I'm used to it, I said.
As far as I am concerned, I have just passed my adolescence in the great plan of my life.I've been taking risks and it's been a long time.But look at my current situation!I am very happy.Adventure is rewarding!
Don’t you think I’m a little old and not suitable for having another baby?
I blinked.
No, I thought about it for a while and said.
You are as healthy as a horse, and by the time he or she is thirty, you are just in your early sixties.Maybe you can even have some real grandchildren.
There is no fairness.Mom said.
I climbed onto my mother's body.
She resisted a little, then gave up the confrontational push and made me twist between her legs.
Finally, my mother had no choice but to reach out and put my penis into her body.
You are a terrible, beastly man, Mai Mai, as my mother said, I was already deep into her core.Are you forcing me to breed... to make me pregnant again?
That's a good thing, I said.Then are you willing to do this?
Stop contraceptive pills?
Yes.
I don't want to do that.Mom said, her hips began to thrust.
Don't do this.I coaxed my mother and said.
Mom pushed me away.
At first I thought she was upset until she started pulling me and moving my body position.
Although my mother didn't tell me what she wanted to try, she just poked and stuffed me into the position she wanted.
Then, I sat upright and leaned against the headboard, my mother sat on my thigh and faced me.
Her knees bent, and she reached out to snatch my dick, allowing me to enter her again.
Then my mom told me to bend my knees so that she was like riding on a saddle, pointing her curled toes towards the end of the bed.
I learned about this position in the magazine.Mom said.
I felt my mother's vaginal love muscles start to put pressure on my penis.
If you want to ejaculate inside me, I can't basically refuse.I can't get out of this position, so how can I contraceptive?
Mom's breasts wiped my chest.
Is something going on?What's going on?I asked.
I can't stop using contraceptive pills.Mom's voice sounded a little sad.
Why not?I asked.
Because I had already disabled two months ago.
What?
I might ovulate today, mom said sadly.
But I was stuck inside by your disgusting big guy and might be about to ejaculate.If you ejaculate, I might be pregnant again.
My mother's vaginal love muscles performed very well.It feels like I imagined a calf sucking the tits of a cow.
The last time you did, you were indeed pregnant.I gasped.
What did you do?Mom asked naively.I did nothing Ah.
Her soft skin of love continues to contract and move.
It's OK, I said.
You don't have to worry.I'll never do something naughty to make you pregnant.You will always be safe when you are with me.
Really?Mom suddenly asked like a little girl.
Although my mother's lust has completely burst out.
I won't ejaculate in you.I said gasping.
It's time.
You don't want to?
No...No.I gasped while I moved my thick semen into her fertile abdomen with reproductive power.
OK, mom said happily.Since I obey me like this, I will make an exception to let you claim my uterus again.
Although my mother said this, she almost reached the limit of fatigue, just like me.I can no longer continue to work hard.
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This will be my last child with my mom.I don't want to risk having another child after she is forty, so as not to pose a risk to her health.
Instead, I will try my best to raise our two children and raise them as normal as possible so that they can bring my wife grandchildren when she is not too old so that she can truly enjoy their company, such a family happiness.
And I am also fortunate to know each other and live together with such a beautiful and charming model.
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