Chapter 101 An Unfamiliar Night (02)

Well~ A long and gentle moan squeezed out from my mother's red lips. Perhaps she noticed her loss of composure, so she hurriedly covered it with the back of her hand, which looked a little cute.

Mom... don't suppress yourself... Just scream if you want to, I won't laugh at you.I tried to use words to make my mother devote herself to this love, but I underestimated her self-esteem. She opened her eyes and glared at me fiercely, as if telling me not to be more aggressive.

However, it is my personality, the nature of the child in front of my mother. Thinking of the mother's natural sound just now, I stopped thrusting, let go of my hands holding my mother's thighs, and then reached towards her, pushing her white shirt into a hemispherical chest.

My fingers spread out and gently covered my mother's breasts. As a healthy adult man, my hands were not small, but at this time I seemed so helpless on my mother's breasts.

I had red eyes and called my mother in my heart. During the days when I gave birth to my mother's body, she would feed me with her breasts and raise me up when she was hungry, but there was no memory of all this.

I was about to feel the softness that I forgot, but my mother reached out and grabbed my wrist and refused to let me continue to move. She looked at me firmly and let go!

I don’t know why my mother didn’t let me touch her breasts even though she had sex. However, I had a solution to this. I straightened my waist and tried hard again. My cock penetrated into my mother’s body with lightning speed. She was obviously caught off guard and a moan that was even more delicate than before echoed in her bedroom.

Well Ah~ Mom didn't have time to worry about her breasts, so she quickly retracted her hand to cover her lips, trying not to make any more shy and embarrassing sounds.

My mother's reaction was a cheaper price for me. While I kept thrusting slowly, my fingers were pressing hard, and my ten fingers gradually fell into my white shirt.

Even though I was separated by two layers of clothing, I could feel how soft and firm my mother's breasts were, which made me want to hold her for the rest of my life and not let go.

I thrust my mother gently kneaded her breasts like this. Although she did not moan again, she was inevitably panting in her nose. My palms gradually exerted force, opening and closing, feeling the beauty of it.

I was not satisfied with this. My mother's breasts felt so good. I wanted to take off her shirt and recognize her true face. I reluctantly let go of my mother's breasts and stretched to the buttons on my mother's chest.

Bang!

My mother waved her palm on the back of my hand, and I withdrew my hand in pain. It seemed that my mother really didn't want me to touch her breasts!

But I was not discouraged. The reason why my mother still resisted so much is because she has not yet been submerged in the pleasure of making love, and what I have to do is to take her to the top of the Pure Land. By then, I think my mother should not stop me from exploring.

After thinking it through, I no longer missed my mother's breasts. I stopped diving to hold my mother's knees, slowly exerted force, and raised my mother's legs.

What are you doing?After realizing that her legs had been out of her control, my mother squinted at me. I kept lifting my mother's legs to her shoulders regardless of her unhappy gaze. My mother's eyes suddenly became a little shocked. This position might be too ashamed of her. My mother's legs were jumping around on my shoulders, but because of the constraints of her pantyhose and underwear, this struggle did not work, but seemed to be catering to me.

What are you doing?Let me down quickly!I was angry Ah!Seeing that kicking his legs was useless, my mother panted and threatened me fiercely. Now I was on my mother, so how could she be threatened by her? I laughed, "Mom, don't move, this posture is very comfortable."

It's so comfortable!My mother swears, let me down and don’t force me to slap you.

That depends... I replied in a low voice: That depends on whether you can slap me.

When my mother heard this, she raised her hand and wanted to slap me. Seeing this, I sank my waist and sink my penis into my mother's acupoint again. With a ummy sound, my hand that was already stretched into the air was pushed back by me.

I leaned forward, put my mother on my shoulders and pressed her legs down. I supported my hands on the bed at both ends of my mother's chest, almost folding my mother's body in half. I turned my head and looked at my mother's cute stockings and feet. I couldn't help but kiss her ankle, thinking what a bloody scene that would be if my mother could put on high heels and have sex with me!

But now I obviously don’t have this opportunity, and I am not greedy. I gave up this idea in case I eat it in one breath and become a fat man.

My mother's vagina was very tight, and what was even more fatal was that it was still contracting and shrinking, which made me feel so uncomfortable. Looking at my mother's delicate appearance, I began to thrust open and close. Every time I inserted it, my cock would be stuffed into it and pressed against the heart of a flower in my mother's vagina.

Well... slow down... Are you okay? Ah... Hurry up... After I fucked him dozens of times, my mother finally couldn't help but speak in a delicate way. I was extremely excited. Mom, do you want me to be faster or slower?

Seeing that my mother ignored my teasing, I couldn't help but continue to fuck hard. My mother's body was really made of water. Every time I thrust, my dick would bring out liquid stains, which became smoother and smoother. My movements became faster and faster, and I was getting harder, as if I wanted to insert all my testicles into my mother's body.

You want to... die... slow down... well... Ah...

My mother moaned softly, her voice was so sad and weak, and she heard it in her ears, as if she was a fairy sound.

My mother's appearance further evoked my heart of conquest. The sweat on my forehead fell on my mother's shirt one by one. My arms were a little weak. I no longer supported the bed board with my hands, but turned to pressing my arms. This transformation, my mother's legs inevitably folded a little bit in half, almost pressing on her own breasts.

Let me down...Ah...Hmm...Ah... Maybe it was because my mother was really uncomfortable and couldn't help but beg. Seeing this, I felt very hot and started thrusting hard again. My mother's little feet were shaking around on my shoulders, and my delicate body was pressed under me and couldn't move. Her jade hands were pressed against my chest weakly, and her blush spread across her originally snow-white neck, her red lips opened and her crying was constantly.

I can't do it anymore... let go... let me down... Mom was still begging. Although I really wanted to maintain this position, I didn't want my mother to feel too uncomfortable. It would be too unbeautiful if I left any shadow on her. So after I thrust my whole strength for about ten times, I slowly supported myself and pulled out my cock and let go of her legs.