As soon as I entered the house, my mother put her handbag aside and bent down in front of me to change her shoes. In this position, my mother's buttocks inevitably raised backwards. Under the modification of tight jeans, the curve of my mother's buttocks proudly appeared in front of me, round and not tempting. This scene also made my desire and longing for my mother burst out at this time.
Mom~ Mom changed her shoes and just got up. I hugged her waist from behind, and the cock that was longing for me in my heart was pressed against my soft buttocks. My mother's hand froze in the air, then grabbed my wrist and said angrily: What are you doing?
Mom, I miss you.
My mother couldn't realize my deep affection at all. She wanted to lift my hand that was holding me against her waist with force. After struggling, she was useless and said coldly: I didn't feel that you miss me no matter what.
Really?I blinked, and my hard cock arched towards my mother's buttocks through my pants, and whispered in my mother's ear: This is the evidence of missing you.
Hearing this, the blush instantly spread to my mother's ears. Although I couldn't see my mother's expression, I thought it was very embarrassed and annoyed. My mother was stunned for a moment. My hands gradually climbed up against her soft waist. Before I could touch my mother's soft breasts, I suddenly heard my mother's angrily shout: Give me the key points!
I was startled and withdrew my hand like lightning. My mother turned around, and her cold cheeks were covered with a light blush. She gasped for two breaths, her mouth opened, and I interrupted it first: Mom, that's not what I mean.
As she said that, my arm stretched out. This was an explanatory subconscious action. My mother might have misunderstood what else I had to do. She took a step back and pointed at me and said sternly: Stand up!
The obedience in my genes forced me to stand at attention. This was almost a model-like posture that looked very funny in the entrance to the home. My mother might have felt that her reaction was a little overshot. She lifted her hair and coughed dryly and said: Since I'm going home, be more at ease.
oh.I agreed on the surface, but I couldn't think so in my heart.
I changed my shoes and went into the house, turned on the TV and sat on the sofa and changed the station. My mother went to the bedroom for a while, and when she came out, she changed her pajamas and sat next to me. At this time, the movies of Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf were playing on the TV. She glanced at it and said in disgust: How old is he still watching cartoons.
A man is a teenager until his death.I explained casually, my mother didn't respond and quietly accompanied me to watch TV. Of course, I wouldn't pay attention to the content on TV. From time to time, I secretly glanced at my mother beside me. After I peeked up close, I noticed that my mother's makeup today was very delicate. Although it was lighter, it was also obvious that she had carefully dressed up.
My mother's hair was tied with a young low ponytail during the day. Now it was evacuated and naturally draped over her shoulders. Her hair was slightly curled. My attention slowly turned down. Her button pajamas were very thin and loose, and her breasts supported it at a high amplitude. At this angle, you could see small pieces of breast meat and light pink underwear that covered her through the gap between the buttons.
Such a beautiful scene made me swallow. My mother looked sideways. The moment she looked at each other, I quickly withdrew my gaze like a child who did something wrong. My mother didn't say a word. When I peeped again, my mother's face was as normal as she did, but her brows frowned from time to time. After a long time, she finally couldn't sit still and got up and went to the kitchen.
When I came back, my mother handed it to me with a peeled apple. I was stunned for a second and happily took it.
Mom is so nice.I said sincerely, my mother glanced at me and asked: Are you hungry?
Something.
My mother went to cook a bowl of noodles, fry two eggs and put them on the dining table, and looked at me and said: Come and eat noodles when you are hungry.
OK
I came to the dining table and sat down. My mother returned to the sofa to watch TV. I took a sip and praised loudly: This noodles are cooked perfectly!
My mother didn't respond, so I continued: It was extremely delicious, silky and smooth, and the seasonings were placed just right, neither salty nor light, and the eggs were so well-known that they melted in the mouth. Mom, I think you can open a noodle shop and you will definitely make a fortune.
Mom was so amused and crying. Is it so exaggerated?
It's not an exaggeration at all. I picked up the noodles and sat down next to my mother, and said with a smile: Mom's taste is the most delicious in the world. Even a bowl of noodles is more fragrant than lobster and abalone.
Come on, my mother turned her head and said: It’s delicious to eat. Why do you do so much? If you want to eat delicious food, go back to your table. If you don’t have any food.
I want to eat while watching TV.Actually, what I think is that I am closer to my mother, and the smell on her body is very fragrant.
The plot of Big Big Wolf saving his wife Big Big Wolf is playing on TV. I love the pan!After Big Big Wolf shouted this line, he burst out with amazing power to save Big Big Wolf. I swallowed the noodles and said in a strange way: I love you
Um?Mom turned her head and frowned, and I said the second half of the sentence blankly: Slap.
My mother twitched the corners of her mouth and went back and said: I think you have something wrong with it.
I used to think I had something wrong.My mother looked at me curiously, and I picked up half of the fried egg and ate it with a big mouth, and said seriously: I used to suspect that I had a tendency to be abused.
Mom sneered and said: Do you think I used less force when I hit you?You can try again.
As I said that, my mother even made a big-eared melon seeds. I hurriedly protected her face and said: No, no, I realized later that I didn’t like to be beaten.
What is that?
So what? Well... I feel that when my mother hit me, I feel that I feel cared for. This feeling is painful and brings happiness. Maybe this is what it means to beat me, scold me, or love.
Mom smiled and said: Then I won’t hit you anymore.
No!I put down my chopsticks and said seriously to my mother: When I was in the past, no matter what mistake I made, you would beat me. That's because you won't give up on me. I hope I will correct it if I know the mistake. If one day you are unwilling to beat me, you may really want me.
Mom put away her smile and whispered: So you are just relying on this point of willfulness?
No!I blurted out and changed my opinion: Maybe it's like this sometimes, but... but because of your endless tolerant love, I can go to college, study hard and improve every day, and I have also changed a lot, is that right, mom?
Mom~ Mom changed her shoes and just got up. I hugged her waist from behind, and the cock that was longing for me in my heart was pressed against my soft buttocks. My mother's hand froze in the air, then grabbed my wrist and said angrily: What are you doing?
Mom, I miss you.
My mother couldn't realize my deep affection at all. She wanted to lift my hand that was holding me against her waist with force. After struggling, she was useless and said coldly: I didn't feel that you miss me no matter what.
Really?I blinked, and my hard cock arched towards my mother's buttocks through my pants, and whispered in my mother's ear: This is the evidence of missing you.
Hearing this, the blush instantly spread to my mother's ears. Although I couldn't see my mother's expression, I thought it was very embarrassed and annoyed. My mother was stunned for a moment. My hands gradually climbed up against her soft waist. Before I could touch my mother's soft breasts, I suddenly heard my mother's angrily shout: Give me the key points!
I was startled and withdrew my hand like lightning. My mother turned around, and her cold cheeks were covered with a light blush. She gasped for two breaths, her mouth opened, and I interrupted it first: Mom, that's not what I mean.
As she said that, my arm stretched out. This was an explanatory subconscious action. My mother might have misunderstood what else I had to do. She took a step back and pointed at me and said sternly: Stand up!
The obedience in my genes forced me to stand at attention. This was almost a model-like posture that looked very funny in the entrance to the home. My mother might have felt that her reaction was a little overshot. She lifted her hair and coughed dryly and said: Since I'm going home, be more at ease.
oh.I agreed on the surface, but I couldn't think so in my heart.
I changed my shoes and went into the house, turned on the TV and sat on the sofa and changed the station. My mother went to the bedroom for a while, and when she came out, she changed her pajamas and sat next to me. At this time, the movies of Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf were playing on the TV. She glanced at it and said in disgust: How old is he still watching cartoons.
A man is a teenager until his death.I explained casually, my mother didn't respond and quietly accompanied me to watch TV. Of course, I wouldn't pay attention to the content on TV. From time to time, I secretly glanced at my mother beside me. After I peeked up close, I noticed that my mother's makeup today was very delicate. Although it was lighter, it was also obvious that she had carefully dressed up.
My mother's hair was tied with a young low ponytail during the day. Now it was evacuated and naturally draped over her shoulders. Her hair was slightly curled. My attention slowly turned down. Her button pajamas were very thin and loose, and her breasts supported it at a high amplitude. At this angle, you could see small pieces of breast meat and light pink underwear that covered her through the gap between the buttons.
Such a beautiful scene made me swallow. My mother looked sideways. The moment she looked at each other, I quickly withdrew my gaze like a child who did something wrong. My mother didn't say a word. When I peeped again, my mother's face was as normal as she did, but her brows frowned from time to time. After a long time, she finally couldn't sit still and got up and went to the kitchen.
When I came back, my mother handed it to me with a peeled apple. I was stunned for a second and happily took it.
Mom is so nice.I said sincerely, my mother glanced at me and asked: Are you hungry?
Something.
My mother went to cook a bowl of noodles, fry two eggs and put them on the dining table, and looked at me and said: Come and eat noodles when you are hungry.
OK
I came to the dining table and sat down. My mother returned to the sofa to watch TV. I took a sip and praised loudly: This noodles are cooked perfectly!
My mother didn't respond, so I continued: It was extremely delicious, silky and smooth, and the seasonings were placed just right, neither salty nor light, and the eggs were so well-known that they melted in the mouth. Mom, I think you can open a noodle shop and you will definitely make a fortune.
Mom was so amused and crying. Is it so exaggerated?
It's not an exaggeration at all. I picked up the noodles and sat down next to my mother, and said with a smile: Mom's taste is the most delicious in the world. Even a bowl of noodles is more fragrant than lobster and abalone.
Come on, my mother turned her head and said: It’s delicious to eat. Why do you do so much? If you want to eat delicious food, go back to your table. If you don’t have any food.
I want to eat while watching TV.Actually, what I think is that I am closer to my mother, and the smell on her body is very fragrant.
The plot of Big Big Wolf saving his wife Big Big Wolf is playing on TV. I love the pan!After Big Big Wolf shouted this line, he burst out with amazing power to save Big Big Wolf. I swallowed the noodles and said in a strange way: I love you
Um?Mom turned her head and frowned, and I said the second half of the sentence blankly: Slap.
My mother twitched the corners of her mouth and went back and said: I think you have something wrong with it.
I used to think I had something wrong.My mother looked at me curiously, and I picked up half of the fried egg and ate it with a big mouth, and said seriously: I used to suspect that I had a tendency to be abused.
Mom sneered and said: Do you think I used less force when I hit you?You can try again.
As I said that, my mother even made a big-eared melon seeds. I hurriedly protected her face and said: No, no, I realized later that I didn’t like to be beaten.
What is that?
So what? Well... I feel that when my mother hit me, I feel that I feel cared for. This feeling is painful and brings happiness. Maybe this is what it means to beat me, scold me, or love.
Mom smiled and said: Then I won’t hit you anymore.
No!I put down my chopsticks and said seriously to my mother: When I was in the past, no matter what mistake I made, you would beat me. That's because you won't give up on me. I hope I will correct it if I know the mistake. If one day you are unwilling to beat me, you may really want me.
Mom put away her smile and whispered: So you are just relying on this point of willfulness?
No!I blurted out and changed my opinion: Maybe it's like this sometimes, but... but because of your endless tolerant love, I can go to college, study hard and improve every day, and I have also changed a lot, is that right, mom?
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