Chapter 8 Mom doesn't blame you

I grabbed the thing and found out through the feel of it, but my mother used too much force and the scissors were still stuck on her chest.

At that moment, I was extremely panicked and turned on the light. A bright red plum blossom was already blooming on the white pajamas on my mother's chest.

When I pulled my mother's pajamas open, I saw another small triangle wound on my mother's left chest, and blood flowed out without any haste.I felt relieved in an instant, and the wound was not deep.

Deep fear made me angry. Why are you so stupid? No matter how you are, you will be my mother. How can I dislike you...

My mother hugged me and cried loudly. I also hugged my mother tightly, tears flowing.

After a long time, my mother's crying gradually stopped, and I remembered to check my mother's wounds again.

I gently pushed my mother away and looked at the wound. The wound was indeed not big, and the blood had stopped at this time.I breathed a sigh of relief and found that there was a small purple grape next to the wound, so I quickly turned my face.

Do you need to bandage it?I asked a question to avoid embarrassment.

My mother gently pulled on her pajamas, no need to, no bleeding.

I was a little panicked, and I remembered what I had done to her in my mind. I had already said everything. I will mention that night next, right?

I don’t dare to face that topic. It’s getting late, mom, go to bed early, and wake up tomorrow will be the same as before.

Can it be the same?My mother looked at me foolishly, with sadness and expectation in her eyes.

I nodded, got up and left, planning to make do with the night on the sofa.

I didn't expect to be held back by my mother, so I'll sleep with my mother tonight.

I wasn't sure what she meant, and thinking that she shouldn't do anything stupid, I nodded and turned off the light first.

My mother moved inside and lay down, and I also lay down on the side, closing my eyes through a space.

Listening to my mother's slight breathing in my ears, my mother's body fragrance was still in my nose, and I felt a little distracted.

But I had no idea of ​​anything happening again in my heart, just thinking about restoring my previous mother-son relationship.

But the purple grape in my mind kept coming to my mind and lingering.

I don’t know how long it took, and it looked like an hour or two, but I just felt one hand reaching into my pants and holding my straight cock.

I tightened all over and heard my mother's words ringing like thunder. That night it was you...

I stuttered and thought of a remark: You pulled me... I didn't expect you to not recognize me... I was afraid of embarrassment later...

I was interrupted by my mother until I was still explaining, and I don’t blame you.

Then I noticed her body slowly sliding down in the quilt, her hair flowing through my body, and then moved my body to lie flat. My body trembled and my cock entered a wet place again.

It was indeed this smell... I heard my mother's muttering, and then I was so shocked by the continuous pleasure that I couldn't think.

What is mom doing?

The scenes of dreams appeared in my mind and came into reality. I looked down at the quilt that was rising and falling, and the strong pleasure made my chest explode.

Under this strong stimulation, I had a strong urge to ejaculate and growled: I'm going to ejaculate...

My mother seemed to have not heard it, but instead accelerated the speed, and the sucking force increased a little. Her brain went blank. She couldn't help but hold her head down through the quilt, and her cock was poked to the deepest part and squirted out wildly.

The large thighs of semen kept pouring out with the swallowing feeling in my mother's throat, and they were all swallowed by my mother.

I let go of my hand after ejaculation and heard my mother coughing in the quilt.

Sorry, mom, I couldn't help it... I felt a little guilty and let mom swallow that thing.

It's okay, the things in my son's body are not dirty.Mom said lovingly under the quilt.

Then I put my cock in my mouth again, turned my tongue around and washed it carefully. The cock that I had just ejaculated became stronger due to this stimulation. I also got goose bumps and couldn't help but moan.

After a while, my mother crawled up, her tongue along my lower abdomen, and two grapes slid across my body, itchy.

Then my whole body pressed on me, and every skin that was in contact with my mother gave me a different touch. I really wanted to hold it tightly, and every inch of my skin was tightly attached to each inch.

My mother kissed my neck, and I couldn't help but hug her waist.

Mom has thought about it... What happened cannot be changed. Anyway, mom can't go back in your eyes. It's better to just make mistakes. Mom is also cheap and serving her son is natural.

After saying that, she gently held my cock and adjusted the angle and entered a warm place.

After three months, I returned to my biological mother's pussy again. It felt completely different from that time. The strong love filled my chest. At this moment, I thought about taking possession of my mother.

I turned over and pressed my mother under me, raised my hand and turned on the switch of the light, watching my mother's pear blossoms look so beautiful in the luminous light.

The sudden bright light made my mother a little panicked, and her eyes dodged. I looked at my mother's shy look and said softly: Mom, I don't dislike you. Don't look for those wild men in the future. My son will respect you.After saying that, he kissed his mother's lips.

I noticed that the body beneath me trembled. No one had kissed her mouth for many years. She often said that the men in the village were dirty and had bad breath, and could smell it from afar. They should not let those rude men kiss her mouth.

Thinking of this, my tongue began to attack my mother's mouth. My mother's teeth were easily pried open, and my tongue broke in with her, entangled with her tongue.

My hand naturally touched her chest, but I heard my mother's muffled groan.

I quickly sat up and saw that the wound on her left chest was bleeding from me when I grabbed it, as if a bright red plum blossom had bloomed on her chest.

I felt a little distressed, my desire faded a little. My mother looked at me lovingly, wrapping her hands around my neck. It's okay...

I lowered my head and put my mother's nipples in my mouth. I heard a moan from my mother's nose, and felt a burst of hot honey juice flowing out of her vagina.

I reluctantly spit out the grapes, and my tongue gently wandered on her left chest, licking her blood, and gently licking her wounds.

My mother's body trembled. I don't know if it was because I licked the wound and the strong stimulation made her unable to help it.

Her water kept flowing, and I could feel the water flowing down my scrotum.

I want me, Ningning, I want me... Mom gasped and called me.

I thrust my lower body hard and inserted it hard. My mother screamed, and then closed her mouth tightly with my rapid thrust.

I looked down at the junction with my biological mother, and the water was shining, and the two of them were entangled with pubic hair. Whenever I lifted it, I could feel the pull of the pubic hair.

At that moment, I felt that my mother and I were connected into a whole, with heart-to-heart connection and body connection.

This time I still ejaculated very quickly, about three or four minutes later. When I lay on my mother, I asked: Mom, do I have premature ejaculation? It’s half an hour or an hour in pornographic films.

My mother loves to wipe my sweat. Silly children are all lying, and men spend more than two or three minutes... When I said this, I felt something was wrong.

Press my head on her chest, I will be the only man in the future, and I will never let anyone touch you again.

I nodded softly, and my body couldn't help but thrust again.

My mother was also a little confused, why did she never feel soft? She was the same last time...

I didn't know how to answer her, so I continued to thrust. This time I carefully savored my mother's pussy, which was wet, hot, lubricating, and very tight. My cock was only fourteen centimeters, but I could reach the end every time. I felt my mother's vagina tightly wrapped around my cock, and the waves of contraction, and the strong comfort made me unable to help but hum.

Son... Ningning, you are either premature ejaculation... you are just too excited, so is mom. When you think of you as the flesh on your mother, you will get water... Come, come again...

I saw my mother closing her eyes tightly, and her body was getting more and more vigorous, and she did it for more than ten minutes this time, and it poured out again.

It took me a long time to get off my mother and I was soft all over.

My mother knelt down with her legs clamped and picked up the underwear she took off at some point and connected it to her lower body. The thick white semen fell onto her panties along her wet pubic hair.

After several strands flowed out, my mother wiped it with her underwear, then got up and went out to get a roll of toilet paper, and carefully wiped her lower body.

Looking at my mother's kind look, my cock couldn't help but look up again. My mother glanced at me and said angrily: No, you are still young and have a long time. If you come again, you will lose your health.Mom, go wash, you can pull off the bed sheets.

Only then did I realize that the sheets were already wet.