Mom, it seems that she doesn't wear a bra?To prove that I was not dazzled, I looked at my mother's chest carefully again.
There are indeed two less conspicuous bulges on the chest of the cotton white short-sleeved.
I was a little surprised because my mother almost always wore underwear at home. Of course, it is not ruled out that sometimes my mother does not wear underwear. It is because I did not pay special attention to these subtle changes.
I remember that was when I was in junior high school, and at that time, I had already begun to know the body structure of girls, such as breasts.
In the hot summer, I remember several times when I saw my mother walking around at home without underwear. Her breasts were already plump. Because she was not wearing underwear, her breasts were shaking in front of my eyes. I noticed that there were two bulging snow-white balls of meat, which were bulging with two bulging spots. I was still young at that time, and even if I saw my mother's breasts, I didn't feel strange.
Later, when I grew up a little longer, I never saw my mother showing off again.
Now seeing my mother leaking something, my cock has the urge to raise my head. I quickly shook my head and threw away the evil thoughts. Otherwise, what should I do if my mother finds out?
My mother noticed my movements and asked curiously: Zihan, what's wrong.
It's okay, I thought there was something just now, so I threw it away.
I quickly answered to avoid my mother from finding out something strange.
Your father's body smells so bad. I slept on the sofa tonight. Mom looked at me helplessly. I remember that every time my father was drunk, mom would go downstairs to sleep on the sofa.
Why did Dad drink so much wine? I'm okay... I held him and my own clothes smelled like alcohol. I said, "It's okay, your dad just vomited a little, drank some water, and fell asleep. Mom said, "Okay, that's good, Mom, why don't you go to my house to sleep? Sam and I slept on the sofa. I said, "No, you go and rest. Mom will only have one night. Go, Mom said, lying on the sofa, her fair arms covered the two raised spots, picked up her phone and put it on her chest to play.
I glanced at my mother, didn't she find that she had revealed something?
I don’t want to go back so early, I want to continue to see my mother’s beauty, but I don’t know what excuses to make, and suddenly I thought of it.
Mom, it's still early, I'll give you a massage. I just learned a few tricks from Sam, and I just want to repay my mother. If my mother likes it, I can go online to study and give her a massage.
My mother raised her head and looked at me with surprise: OK, Zihan, now she has become so sensible, it’s great.
I feel that my mother treats me a little like a child, but it seems that it is the same. I saw it online that no matter how old it is, she will always be a child of her mother.
Mom, you lie on the sofa, I can give you a massage.
When my mother heard this, she turned around, stuck out her butt, and then lay down.
My eyes looked at my mother's plump buttocks reminded me of my favorite buttocks on the Internet, which was peach buttocks. I didn't expect that my mother was. I didn't see it before, but now I'm watching it up close. It's really beautiful and attractive.
I quickly shook my head again, "Oh, what am I thinking, this is my biological mother. Since I fantasized about my mother, I have been more and more thoughts about my mother, and I can't stop it."
I couldn't think about it anymore, and I was about to give my mother a massage. I watched my mother's plump breasts pressed under my body, and my back and arms could not cover my mother's majestic breasts. I thought of my mother's leaking point just now, and my mother's raised nipples, which made my cock hard.
My mother felt that I didn’t move for a long time: Zihan, what’s wrong? Don’t you press it yet?My mother's voice woke me up instantly, and I quickly sat on my mother's thighs and placed my feet on both sides of my mother.
I felt that my mother's slender thighs were round, strong, soft, and very comfortable.
I placed my hands on my mother's fair neck and began to grab one side of my mother's neck with my fingers, gently pressed it on the muscles and tendons, and kneaded it with my thumb and index finger. I felt the smooth and tender skin on my mother's neck, which made me love it.
Ah, Zihan, my mother feels so comfortable.
My mother's voice drove me to continue pressing down.
Relax your fingers on your shoulders with your hands. Put my thumb on the muscles on both sides of your neck, squeeze your shoulders, and press with your thumb, and move slowly and smoothly.
Well, that's right. I didn't follow the same place and my mother encouraged me. What I didn't know was that she was also driving me and not letting me get a part.
Although my mother's body is very soft, I dare not have evil thoughts to avoid being discovered by my mother, that would be bad.
Then reach the back, and your hands start from the shoulders and backs on both sides, rubbing your muscles.
Then I reached the lower part of my back with my hands and my thumbs kneading the tight muscles.
When I was massaged by my arms and legs, I used my hands to form a circle on my upper arms, rub the muscles on my arms with my palms and fingers, rub them all the way to my wrists, and then massage the legs, starting from the thigh muscles until my ankles, and I felt that my mother's thighs were soft and smooth, and it was so comfortable to touch.
I massage my hands and feet behind, and massage my hands with my thumb and index finger, palms, thumbs or each finger to massage my mother's muscles. I also use the same method to massage my feet, make sure not to press the bones too hard, and knock on my feet gently and evenly. I like it very much when I look at my mother's crystal clear toes, and I have the kindness to hold my mother's toes in my mouth.
Finally, massage the mother's face and head, so that she turned around and closed her eyes.
Then massage the mother's temple with her fingers, gently rub her forehead and sinus area, then place her fingers on her scalp, and massage with the action of washing her hair.
When I was massaged to my mother's head, I saw that my mother's nipples were bulging like two cherries, which seemed to be more bulging than before, and seemed to have become the largest, which made me feel the urge to grab my mother's nipples.
I quickly shook my head and thought to myself, what's wrong with me? I have been thinking about my mother for a while, and suddenly I thought of a word on the Internet, "Mother Oedipus, am I an Oedipus?"
My mother felt that I had almost finished the massage, so she asked: Zihan, how is it?
It interrupted my thoughts all of a sudden.
He quickly replied: OK, mom.
Looking at my hair that was a little messed up, I straightened my mother's hair.
Seeing that I was so careful, the smile on my face suddenly bloomed and my eyes narrowed.
Then I did something unexpected, sat up, kissed my face.
Zihan, it’s great, mom is so happy, go back and rest quickly.
My mother smiled and said to me that I felt the softness of my mother's lips, as if I kissed me suddenly. I didn't know what my mother said, and walked towards my room dizzy.
When I walked to my room, I thought about whether it was the question of Oedipus just now.
There is an idea in my mind, that is, the great beauty of mother, and the words of mother Oedipus are also good.
Another idea is to stop Mother Oedipus, it is wrong, no.
The thought just now responded: I just like my mother simply and don’t do anything, what’s wrong with my mother Oedipus.
I instantly convinced me, well, there is no problem with Mother Oedipus, but Mother Oedipus has never been shown before. It was only when Sam told me about sex that I hooked it out when I was fantasizing about Mother, and I went back to bed and thought about it carefully.
Then I searched for massage teaching online, but I didn't expect that I could even massage my breasts. When I thought of my mother's protruding nipples, I felt infinite longing in my heart and quickly studied hard.
Soon, Sam went back to the bedroom in shorts, Zihan, mother said she slept on the sofa tonight, Sam was lying on his bed, Well, mother told me, I said, Well, I slept on Zihan, I was so tired today, Sam said, OK, I nodded, and soon, Sam snored, fortunately, I was used to it.
I was half lying at the head of the bed. Just now, I updated the last chapter of "My Her" on UAA. The heroine was finally with the third party. The hero was successfully taken by the third party. After writing, I felt incredible.
Looking at the many book fans in the comment area cheering ecstatically, I don’t know if it’s happy or sad, because in my heart, I hope that the male protagonist and the female protagonist will be together perfectly.
But thinking about it, there are not so many perfect endings in the world, but more comedy and tragedy in the end.
What surprised me was that every time I updated, Frank would definitely chat with me privately and share my feelings. But Frank did not send me a private chat in the finale tonight, which made me feel a little less.
However, Frank must be busy with his career in picking up girls. I don’t know if he has succeeded in pursuing that French girl. Also, the female teacher he mentioned, I am really worried for Frank. He actually has the idea of having sex with the female teacher.
Thinking of the heavy sleepiness, I could no longer open my eyelids and fell asleep amid Sam's snoring.
The next day, I slept until I woke up naturally.
Sam, I called Sam under the bed without responding. I got up and took a look. Sam was not there. He should have gotten up long ago.
I got up and walked out. Zihan, got up. Sam was sitting on the sofa, playing with his cell phone. I found that Sam really kept his hands off the phone. Aren’t you afraid of blinding those big white eyes?
Well, where is mom, I didn't see mom. Mom went upstairs, Sam replied to me, Oh, I nodded, walked to the bathroom, and after washing up, I made an appointment with Li Xiaojun to go out to play today. Of course, I didn't take Sam with me this time, and he was also self-aware and chatted with mom and dad at home.
In the south of February, the weather is cold, and Linhai is a coastal city. Although today is the last day of the Spring Festival holiday, many merchants in the city are already opening their doors to welcome business one after another.
Today, Li Xiaojun and I made an appointment to go to Wanda Plaza to watch a movie. There are many good New Year films during the Spring Festival. After choosing a romantic film, Li Xiaojun and I entered the studio.
I specially booked the innermost position of the last row, because I thought I could do something later, and I was looking forward to it.
I think girls are usually moved easily. I want to use the climax of a romantic film to fantasize about the affectionate confession of the male protagonist to the heroine in the film and television drama, and then something happens to Li Xiaojun.
After a long time no see, I feel that Li Xiaojun is getting more and more beautiful, especially when she is wearing a small windbreaker, wearing a base tight sweater inside, putting the newly developed breasts...
No, I haven't seen her for nearly a month, and her breasts are becoming bigger conspicuously. I remember when school started, her breasts were not as big as they are now.
She was wearing black leggings on her lower body and a pair of black flat leather shoes on her feet. Her feet were not big or small, and they should smell very good.
Damn, what am I thinking...
When the kiss scene in the film came, I turned to look at Li Xiaojun. She was also peeking at me shyly. I could no longer stand my excitement at this moment. I learned to the movie and slowly approached Li Xiaojun's face. She did not hide, but closed her eyes instead. Cough cough... Suddenly, a young man who was several positions away from me coughed a few times, causing Li Xiaojun and I to sit up nervously immediately. I looked back at the man, and he was actually smiling at me, looking at me with a vulgar face.
I gave him a blank look. Until the end of the movie, I didn't have the chance to Li Xiaojun. After the movie ended, I was embarrassed and had to invite her to have tea. Of course, during this period, I accidentally touched her Run's little hand, but I didn't dare and didn't use the courage to pull her.
Not to mention suing her, maybe not suing her is the preservative that is good for maintaining some ambiguous relationships like us.
Zihan, come back for lunch at noon?
It was almost noon, Sam sent me a WeChat message, "I won't reply, I'll eat outside, and go to play for a while in the afternoon." I said, and said, I sent the picture of Li Xiaojun with him to Sam, Wow, I envy you Ah Zihan, it's fun, Sam replied to me, after returning to Sam, Li Xiaojun and I went for lunch. After lunch, I planned to go shopping again, but Li Xiaojun's mother called Li Xiaojun and said that there was something at home, so we had to go home each other. She was thinking about where to go for a while, and looking forward to something happening again, but now she is back, I have to walk home.
When I got back outside my home, I suddenly had an interesting idea in my mind. I wanted to see what Sam was doing. What was Sam doing at this time? Is he in my room?
I was going to scare him through the window outside the bedroom.
I squatted down and walked slowly against the wall, all the way to the outside of my bedroom window. However, the curtains in the bedroom were not opened, and I didn't see if Sam was inside. Ah... Just when I was about to give up scaring Sam, I heard a scream from my bedroom or the living room. It was very subtle. If I didn't want to scare Sam, I might not hear it.
It is probably Sam who is teaching his mother how to do yoga or giving his dad a massage again.
The windowsill in my bedroom is half a meter high. I am now squatting and can't see what's going on in my bedroom. Curiosity makes me slowly stand up, and finally, through the edge of the window, through the gaps in the curtains, I saw the situation in my bedroom.
The bedroom was empty and there was no Sam. Did the voice just now come from the living room?
The strong curiosity made me squat down, crawl forward like a thief, and walk to the living room. Fortunately, there was a wall outside the wall of my house, and there were also a circle of lush flowers, plants and trees planted between the walls.
I came to the exterior wall of the living room. The large windows were tightly closed. The dark blue curtains in the living room were only half pulled to both sides of the windowsill. The sound played by the TV kept coming from the living room. It seemed that it was Mom and Dad and Sam in the living room.
I was wondering if I wanted to take a look at it secretly, but if my parents noticed that I looked strange, it would be miserable. Ah...well... Sam... hurts... A woman's voice came from the living room, much clearer than I heard outside my bedroom just now. This must be my mother's voice.
Mom, your waist needs to be pressed down. If you hold on for a while, it won’t hurt anymore. Is it Sam’s rough voice, your waist will be pressed down?
Is Sam teaching his mother yoga again?
I slowly got up little by little and approached the windowsill. I had to be careful to get close to the windows, because when I looked out from the house, I could see if there was any movement at a glance, unless I didn’t pay attention.
I slowly stood up, and the scene in the living room appeared before me bit by bit. The sofa was clean and the fruit plates were neatly placed on the guest table.
Yes, mom, hold on for a while, Sam said, looking at the sound, I saw Mom and Sam in the living room, but looking from the window, the behavior of Mom and Sam was a bit strange.
Because Sam and his mother were lying on the carpet, no, it should be said that his mother was lying on the ground, and Sam seemed to be lying on his mother?
My mother was wearing gray-blue yoga pants, kneeling on the carpet with her legs, and lying forward with her white short-sleeved upper body. Her buttocks were already plump. I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional. She was raising her butt high and buried her head in her two snow-white arms lying forward, facing the window, so that I couldn’t see her face. The short sleeves on her back naturally faded to the middle of her waist, and her back was white.
Sam also knelt behind his mother, leaning forward slightly, his two black hands clenched into fists, pressing against his mother's tender white waist, and his fists were pressing down on his mother's waist. No wonder his mother screamed just now, and this movement didn't seem easy.
But in this yoga posture, Sam's abdomen should be pressed against his mother's butt, right?He leaned forward, don't he think this posture is not very elegant.
Mom is so awesome, it's almost done. After Sam finished speaking, his body leaned forward larger than before. He pressed his mother's waist and turned into two hands holding her mother's waist. Because she lay forward on the carpet, she exposed her fair waist. Her thumbs scraped off a little above her hips and shaved her tender back and shaved to her shoulders. In this way, Sam's abdomen was directly pressed on her mother's raised buttocks.
My mother didn't say anything, and she looked like she was struggling to hold on.
I am used to seeing Sam doing yoga for us, but now when I look outside, I always feel that doing yoga is a bit ambiguous. Is this okay?
Of course, my mother was screaming in pain, which proved that Sam was indeed doing yoga for her mother. I looked around the living room and didn't see my dad in the living room.
His eyes returned to his mother and Sam. Sam's hand slid from his thumb, and now it turned into holding his mother's slender waist with his fingers, slowly kneading his mother's waist, and then pressing it into the white short sleeves bit by bit, because the black hands were disappearing little by little in the white short sleeves.
Ah…Sam, you… Mom raised her head and looked back at Sam with her face sideways. What's wrong with Sam?
Mom seemed a little angry, Mom... Sorry... Sam put it on Mom's back and said something. Because of Sam's action, I felt that Mom and Sam's behavior became even more weird. It seemed that Mom was lying on the ground, Mom was holding her butt, and Sam hugged her mother behind her, just like a mother monkey walking with her back on her back.
No...Sam...obedient...Mom was shaking her head and saying something to Sam. I focused on listening, but I still couldn't hear what they were saying. I really wanted to open the window to surprise Mom and Sam.
... I saw Sam's arms moved a few times in his mother's loose short sleeves, and his mother buried her face in her white and tender arms. Originally, her mother's hands were supporting her body. After Sam moved those few times, her snow-white arms collapsed softly, and her entire upper body was lying on the carpet. Sam was wearing his loose red basketball pants and a black vest. The two black hands were still not pulled out from her mother's white short sleeves, and it looked like she was pressing on her back. Okay, mom, you are so awesome.I saw Sam grinning and saying with satisfaction. Then the two black hands slowly hugged my mother's belly. Then, Sam made an action that surprised me. He actually hugged her mother. My mother seemed very tired and was hugged by Sam without any resistance. Then, she sat on Sam's thighs wearing loose red basketball pants. At this time, I finally saw my mother's face, closed her eyes, her face turned red, and her hands were leaning back in Sam's arms with weak strength. Mom is really, so tired and loves to do yoga. I really want to stop Sam now and not take care of her mother's feelings.
No, why didn’t I see Sam’s two black hands? Seeing his mother being picked up by him, subconsciously I thought he would hold his mother with both hands. Could it be that Sam’s hand is still in his mother’s short sleeves?
In order to see clearly, I slowly got up and raised my body. Isn’t it Sam’s arm that surrounds my mother’s lower abdomen?
No, no, why, on my mother's white short-sleeved chest, she printed one of Sam's black palms in reverse, right? Sam was just holding her mother?
I don’t know why, my breathing is getting thicker and my heart beats faster and faster. I feel like my palms are sweating at some point.
Mom, you are tired, you lie on the sofa and I will give you a massage and relax. After saying that, Sam didn't let his mother speak. He held her and stood up. I have to say that Sam is really strong. His mother is 1.75 meters tall. Although her mother is very slim, she is more than 100 kilograms.
Just as Sam was holding his mother up, I saw two big black hands surrounding her mother's belly and lifting her up. Did I see that Sam's handprint on her mother's chest just now?
Thinking about it, it should be true. How could Mom ask Sam to hug her chest? I think it was already the limit for Mom to let Sam hug her waist.
Hum...Don't... Mom hit Sam's hand holding her belly, but Sam didn't let go, but instead hugged her mother and walked up. As he walked, his mother was pushed forward. Ah...You...Sam...Don't... Mom seems to be refusing Sam to give her a massage. Didn't Mom always like Sam to give her a massage?
Not only my mother, but my dad and I also like it.
Sam hugged his mother and walked to the sofa close to the corner of the wall. This made my vision restrict my peeking outside. Bang, Ah... The sound of mother and Sam pressing on the sofa, and the screams of mother. Then, I only saw the two calves and white soles of her feet wearing gray-blue yoga pants pressed under the two black and brown calves. Bang... No... Mom was whispering to reject something, Mom, it's very comfortable... It's not that I haven't pressed it before... Sam's somewhat anxious voice, what happened?
I was going crazy. I wanted to go to the middle of the window, but there was no curtain blocking in the middle of the windowsill. I was stretching my head out and looking in there. I was definitely seen by Sam or Mom and I was peeking at them. If they really found out, then I would be hard to explain.
Well... Just as I was thinking about whether to take a gamble to go to the middle of the windowsill, my mother let out a message
I felt a numb moan, Mom, please feel comfortable, hehe, Sam's voice came from the corner, and the breathing felt smooth, no... Ah... Mom wanted to say something else, and then, a moan that made me numb, no?
What can't be done?
Mom is so strange, there is also this sound. Although my mother used to be massaged by Sam, what I hear now is different.
Isn't this like the moan that Sam made when he had sex with his white girlfriend before?Is my mother having sex with Sam, but she doesn’t look like Ah, she looks more like a massage.
But I still want to stop Sam and mom.
I quickly figured out a solution, um, there is.
There are indeed two less conspicuous bulges on the chest of the cotton white short-sleeved.
I was a little surprised because my mother almost always wore underwear at home. Of course, it is not ruled out that sometimes my mother does not wear underwear. It is because I did not pay special attention to these subtle changes.
I remember that was when I was in junior high school, and at that time, I had already begun to know the body structure of girls, such as breasts.
In the hot summer, I remember several times when I saw my mother walking around at home without underwear. Her breasts were already plump. Because she was not wearing underwear, her breasts were shaking in front of my eyes. I noticed that there were two bulging snow-white balls of meat, which were bulging with two bulging spots. I was still young at that time, and even if I saw my mother's breasts, I didn't feel strange.
Later, when I grew up a little longer, I never saw my mother showing off again.
Now seeing my mother leaking something, my cock has the urge to raise my head. I quickly shook my head and threw away the evil thoughts. Otherwise, what should I do if my mother finds out?
My mother noticed my movements and asked curiously: Zihan, what's wrong.
It's okay, I thought there was something just now, so I threw it away.
I quickly answered to avoid my mother from finding out something strange.
Your father's body smells so bad. I slept on the sofa tonight. Mom looked at me helplessly. I remember that every time my father was drunk, mom would go downstairs to sleep on the sofa.
Why did Dad drink so much wine? I'm okay... I held him and my own clothes smelled like alcohol. I said, "It's okay, your dad just vomited a little, drank some water, and fell asleep. Mom said, "Okay, that's good, Mom, why don't you go to my house to sleep? Sam and I slept on the sofa. I said, "No, you go and rest. Mom will only have one night. Go, Mom said, lying on the sofa, her fair arms covered the two raised spots, picked up her phone and put it on her chest to play.
I glanced at my mother, didn't she find that she had revealed something?
I don’t want to go back so early, I want to continue to see my mother’s beauty, but I don’t know what excuses to make, and suddenly I thought of it.
Mom, it's still early, I'll give you a massage. I just learned a few tricks from Sam, and I just want to repay my mother. If my mother likes it, I can go online to study and give her a massage.
My mother raised her head and looked at me with surprise: OK, Zihan, now she has become so sensible, it’s great.
I feel that my mother treats me a little like a child, but it seems that it is the same. I saw it online that no matter how old it is, she will always be a child of her mother.
Mom, you lie on the sofa, I can give you a massage.
When my mother heard this, she turned around, stuck out her butt, and then lay down.
My eyes looked at my mother's plump buttocks reminded me of my favorite buttocks on the Internet, which was peach buttocks. I didn't expect that my mother was. I didn't see it before, but now I'm watching it up close. It's really beautiful and attractive.
I quickly shook my head again, "Oh, what am I thinking, this is my biological mother. Since I fantasized about my mother, I have been more and more thoughts about my mother, and I can't stop it."
I couldn't think about it anymore, and I was about to give my mother a massage. I watched my mother's plump breasts pressed under my body, and my back and arms could not cover my mother's majestic breasts. I thought of my mother's leaking point just now, and my mother's raised nipples, which made my cock hard.
My mother felt that I didn’t move for a long time: Zihan, what’s wrong? Don’t you press it yet?My mother's voice woke me up instantly, and I quickly sat on my mother's thighs and placed my feet on both sides of my mother.
I felt that my mother's slender thighs were round, strong, soft, and very comfortable.
I placed my hands on my mother's fair neck and began to grab one side of my mother's neck with my fingers, gently pressed it on the muscles and tendons, and kneaded it with my thumb and index finger. I felt the smooth and tender skin on my mother's neck, which made me love it.
Ah, Zihan, my mother feels so comfortable.
My mother's voice drove me to continue pressing down.
Relax your fingers on your shoulders with your hands. Put my thumb on the muscles on both sides of your neck, squeeze your shoulders, and press with your thumb, and move slowly and smoothly.
Well, that's right. I didn't follow the same place and my mother encouraged me. What I didn't know was that she was also driving me and not letting me get a part.
Although my mother's body is very soft, I dare not have evil thoughts to avoid being discovered by my mother, that would be bad.
Then reach the back, and your hands start from the shoulders and backs on both sides, rubbing your muscles.
Then I reached the lower part of my back with my hands and my thumbs kneading the tight muscles.
When I was massaged by my arms and legs, I used my hands to form a circle on my upper arms, rub the muscles on my arms with my palms and fingers, rub them all the way to my wrists, and then massage the legs, starting from the thigh muscles until my ankles, and I felt that my mother's thighs were soft and smooth, and it was so comfortable to touch.
I massage my hands and feet behind, and massage my hands with my thumb and index finger, palms, thumbs or each finger to massage my mother's muscles. I also use the same method to massage my feet, make sure not to press the bones too hard, and knock on my feet gently and evenly. I like it very much when I look at my mother's crystal clear toes, and I have the kindness to hold my mother's toes in my mouth.
Finally, massage the mother's face and head, so that she turned around and closed her eyes.
Then massage the mother's temple with her fingers, gently rub her forehead and sinus area, then place her fingers on her scalp, and massage with the action of washing her hair.
When I was massaged to my mother's head, I saw that my mother's nipples were bulging like two cherries, which seemed to be more bulging than before, and seemed to have become the largest, which made me feel the urge to grab my mother's nipples.
I quickly shook my head and thought to myself, what's wrong with me? I have been thinking about my mother for a while, and suddenly I thought of a word on the Internet, "Mother Oedipus, am I an Oedipus?"
My mother felt that I had almost finished the massage, so she asked: Zihan, how is it?
It interrupted my thoughts all of a sudden.
He quickly replied: OK, mom.
Looking at my hair that was a little messed up, I straightened my mother's hair.
Seeing that I was so careful, the smile on my face suddenly bloomed and my eyes narrowed.
Then I did something unexpected, sat up, kissed my face.
Zihan, it’s great, mom is so happy, go back and rest quickly.
My mother smiled and said to me that I felt the softness of my mother's lips, as if I kissed me suddenly. I didn't know what my mother said, and walked towards my room dizzy.
When I walked to my room, I thought about whether it was the question of Oedipus just now.
There is an idea in my mind, that is, the great beauty of mother, and the words of mother Oedipus are also good.
Another idea is to stop Mother Oedipus, it is wrong, no.
The thought just now responded: I just like my mother simply and don’t do anything, what’s wrong with my mother Oedipus.
I instantly convinced me, well, there is no problem with Mother Oedipus, but Mother Oedipus has never been shown before. It was only when Sam told me about sex that I hooked it out when I was fantasizing about Mother, and I went back to bed and thought about it carefully.
Then I searched for massage teaching online, but I didn't expect that I could even massage my breasts. When I thought of my mother's protruding nipples, I felt infinite longing in my heart and quickly studied hard.
Soon, Sam went back to the bedroom in shorts, Zihan, mother said she slept on the sofa tonight, Sam was lying on his bed, Well, mother told me, I said, Well, I slept on Zihan, I was so tired today, Sam said, OK, I nodded, and soon, Sam snored, fortunately, I was used to it.
I was half lying at the head of the bed. Just now, I updated the last chapter of "My Her" on UAA. The heroine was finally with the third party. The hero was successfully taken by the third party. After writing, I felt incredible.
Looking at the many book fans in the comment area cheering ecstatically, I don’t know if it’s happy or sad, because in my heart, I hope that the male protagonist and the female protagonist will be together perfectly.
But thinking about it, there are not so many perfect endings in the world, but more comedy and tragedy in the end.
What surprised me was that every time I updated, Frank would definitely chat with me privately and share my feelings. But Frank did not send me a private chat in the finale tonight, which made me feel a little less.
However, Frank must be busy with his career in picking up girls. I don’t know if he has succeeded in pursuing that French girl. Also, the female teacher he mentioned, I am really worried for Frank. He actually has the idea of having sex with the female teacher.
Thinking of the heavy sleepiness, I could no longer open my eyelids and fell asleep amid Sam's snoring.
The next day, I slept until I woke up naturally.
Sam, I called Sam under the bed without responding. I got up and took a look. Sam was not there. He should have gotten up long ago.
I got up and walked out. Zihan, got up. Sam was sitting on the sofa, playing with his cell phone. I found that Sam really kept his hands off the phone. Aren’t you afraid of blinding those big white eyes?
Well, where is mom, I didn't see mom. Mom went upstairs, Sam replied to me, Oh, I nodded, walked to the bathroom, and after washing up, I made an appointment with Li Xiaojun to go out to play today. Of course, I didn't take Sam with me this time, and he was also self-aware and chatted with mom and dad at home.
In the south of February, the weather is cold, and Linhai is a coastal city. Although today is the last day of the Spring Festival holiday, many merchants in the city are already opening their doors to welcome business one after another.
Today, Li Xiaojun and I made an appointment to go to Wanda Plaza to watch a movie. There are many good New Year films during the Spring Festival. After choosing a romantic film, Li Xiaojun and I entered the studio.
I specially booked the innermost position of the last row, because I thought I could do something later, and I was looking forward to it.
I think girls are usually moved easily. I want to use the climax of a romantic film to fantasize about the affectionate confession of the male protagonist to the heroine in the film and television drama, and then something happens to Li Xiaojun.
After a long time no see, I feel that Li Xiaojun is getting more and more beautiful, especially when she is wearing a small windbreaker, wearing a base tight sweater inside, putting the newly developed breasts...
No, I haven't seen her for nearly a month, and her breasts are becoming bigger conspicuously. I remember when school started, her breasts were not as big as they are now.
She was wearing black leggings on her lower body and a pair of black flat leather shoes on her feet. Her feet were not big or small, and they should smell very good.
Damn, what am I thinking...
When the kiss scene in the film came, I turned to look at Li Xiaojun. She was also peeking at me shyly. I could no longer stand my excitement at this moment. I learned to the movie and slowly approached Li Xiaojun's face. She did not hide, but closed her eyes instead. Cough cough... Suddenly, a young man who was several positions away from me coughed a few times, causing Li Xiaojun and I to sit up nervously immediately. I looked back at the man, and he was actually smiling at me, looking at me with a vulgar face.
I gave him a blank look. Until the end of the movie, I didn't have the chance to Li Xiaojun. After the movie ended, I was embarrassed and had to invite her to have tea. Of course, during this period, I accidentally touched her Run's little hand, but I didn't dare and didn't use the courage to pull her.
Not to mention suing her, maybe not suing her is the preservative that is good for maintaining some ambiguous relationships like us.
Zihan, come back for lunch at noon?
It was almost noon, Sam sent me a WeChat message, "I won't reply, I'll eat outside, and go to play for a while in the afternoon." I said, and said, I sent the picture of Li Xiaojun with him to Sam, Wow, I envy you Ah Zihan, it's fun, Sam replied to me, after returning to Sam, Li Xiaojun and I went for lunch. After lunch, I planned to go shopping again, but Li Xiaojun's mother called Li Xiaojun and said that there was something at home, so we had to go home each other. She was thinking about where to go for a while, and looking forward to something happening again, but now she is back, I have to walk home.
When I got back outside my home, I suddenly had an interesting idea in my mind. I wanted to see what Sam was doing. What was Sam doing at this time? Is he in my room?
I was going to scare him through the window outside the bedroom.
I squatted down and walked slowly against the wall, all the way to the outside of my bedroom window. However, the curtains in the bedroom were not opened, and I didn't see if Sam was inside. Ah... Just when I was about to give up scaring Sam, I heard a scream from my bedroom or the living room. It was very subtle. If I didn't want to scare Sam, I might not hear it.
It is probably Sam who is teaching his mother how to do yoga or giving his dad a massage again.
The windowsill in my bedroom is half a meter high. I am now squatting and can't see what's going on in my bedroom. Curiosity makes me slowly stand up, and finally, through the edge of the window, through the gaps in the curtains, I saw the situation in my bedroom.
The bedroom was empty and there was no Sam. Did the voice just now come from the living room?
The strong curiosity made me squat down, crawl forward like a thief, and walk to the living room. Fortunately, there was a wall outside the wall of my house, and there were also a circle of lush flowers, plants and trees planted between the walls.
I came to the exterior wall of the living room. The large windows were tightly closed. The dark blue curtains in the living room were only half pulled to both sides of the windowsill. The sound played by the TV kept coming from the living room. It seemed that it was Mom and Dad and Sam in the living room.
I was wondering if I wanted to take a look at it secretly, but if my parents noticed that I looked strange, it would be miserable. Ah...well... Sam... hurts... A woman's voice came from the living room, much clearer than I heard outside my bedroom just now. This must be my mother's voice.
Mom, your waist needs to be pressed down. If you hold on for a while, it won’t hurt anymore. Is it Sam’s rough voice, your waist will be pressed down?
Is Sam teaching his mother yoga again?
I slowly got up little by little and approached the windowsill. I had to be careful to get close to the windows, because when I looked out from the house, I could see if there was any movement at a glance, unless I didn’t pay attention.
I slowly stood up, and the scene in the living room appeared before me bit by bit. The sofa was clean and the fruit plates were neatly placed on the guest table.
Yes, mom, hold on for a while, Sam said, looking at the sound, I saw Mom and Sam in the living room, but looking from the window, the behavior of Mom and Sam was a bit strange.
Because Sam and his mother were lying on the carpet, no, it should be said that his mother was lying on the ground, and Sam seemed to be lying on his mother?
My mother was wearing gray-blue yoga pants, kneeling on the carpet with her legs, and lying forward with her white short-sleeved upper body. Her buttocks were already plump. I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional. She was raising her butt high and buried her head in her two snow-white arms lying forward, facing the window, so that I couldn’t see her face. The short sleeves on her back naturally faded to the middle of her waist, and her back was white.
Sam also knelt behind his mother, leaning forward slightly, his two black hands clenched into fists, pressing against his mother's tender white waist, and his fists were pressing down on his mother's waist. No wonder his mother screamed just now, and this movement didn't seem easy.
But in this yoga posture, Sam's abdomen should be pressed against his mother's butt, right?He leaned forward, don't he think this posture is not very elegant.
Mom is so awesome, it's almost done. After Sam finished speaking, his body leaned forward larger than before. He pressed his mother's waist and turned into two hands holding her mother's waist. Because she lay forward on the carpet, she exposed her fair waist. Her thumbs scraped off a little above her hips and shaved her tender back and shaved to her shoulders. In this way, Sam's abdomen was directly pressed on her mother's raised buttocks.
My mother didn't say anything, and she looked like she was struggling to hold on.
I am used to seeing Sam doing yoga for us, but now when I look outside, I always feel that doing yoga is a bit ambiguous. Is this okay?
Of course, my mother was screaming in pain, which proved that Sam was indeed doing yoga for her mother. I looked around the living room and didn't see my dad in the living room.
His eyes returned to his mother and Sam. Sam's hand slid from his thumb, and now it turned into holding his mother's slender waist with his fingers, slowly kneading his mother's waist, and then pressing it into the white short sleeves bit by bit, because the black hands were disappearing little by little in the white short sleeves.
Ah…Sam, you… Mom raised her head and looked back at Sam with her face sideways. What's wrong with Sam?
Mom seemed a little angry, Mom... Sorry... Sam put it on Mom's back and said something. Because of Sam's action, I felt that Mom and Sam's behavior became even more weird. It seemed that Mom was lying on the ground, Mom was holding her butt, and Sam hugged her mother behind her, just like a mother monkey walking with her back on her back.
No...Sam...obedient...Mom was shaking her head and saying something to Sam. I focused on listening, but I still couldn't hear what they were saying. I really wanted to open the window to surprise Mom and Sam.
... I saw Sam's arms moved a few times in his mother's loose short sleeves, and his mother buried her face in her white and tender arms. Originally, her mother's hands were supporting her body. After Sam moved those few times, her snow-white arms collapsed softly, and her entire upper body was lying on the carpet. Sam was wearing his loose red basketball pants and a black vest. The two black hands were still not pulled out from her mother's white short sleeves, and it looked like she was pressing on her back. Okay, mom, you are so awesome.I saw Sam grinning and saying with satisfaction. Then the two black hands slowly hugged my mother's belly. Then, Sam made an action that surprised me. He actually hugged her mother. My mother seemed very tired and was hugged by Sam without any resistance. Then, she sat on Sam's thighs wearing loose red basketball pants. At this time, I finally saw my mother's face, closed her eyes, her face turned red, and her hands were leaning back in Sam's arms with weak strength. Mom is really, so tired and loves to do yoga. I really want to stop Sam now and not take care of her mother's feelings.
No, why didn’t I see Sam’s two black hands? Seeing his mother being picked up by him, subconsciously I thought he would hold his mother with both hands. Could it be that Sam’s hand is still in his mother’s short sleeves?
In order to see clearly, I slowly got up and raised my body. Isn’t it Sam’s arm that surrounds my mother’s lower abdomen?
No, no, why, on my mother's white short-sleeved chest, she printed one of Sam's black palms in reverse, right? Sam was just holding her mother?
I don’t know why, my breathing is getting thicker and my heart beats faster and faster. I feel like my palms are sweating at some point.
Mom, you are tired, you lie on the sofa and I will give you a massage and relax. After saying that, Sam didn't let his mother speak. He held her and stood up. I have to say that Sam is really strong. His mother is 1.75 meters tall. Although her mother is very slim, she is more than 100 kilograms.
Just as Sam was holding his mother up, I saw two big black hands surrounding her mother's belly and lifting her up. Did I see that Sam's handprint on her mother's chest just now?
Thinking about it, it should be true. How could Mom ask Sam to hug her chest? I think it was already the limit for Mom to let Sam hug her waist.
Hum...Don't... Mom hit Sam's hand holding her belly, but Sam didn't let go, but instead hugged her mother and walked up. As he walked, his mother was pushed forward. Ah...You...Sam...Don't... Mom seems to be refusing Sam to give her a massage. Didn't Mom always like Sam to give her a massage?
Not only my mother, but my dad and I also like it.
Sam hugged his mother and walked to the sofa close to the corner of the wall. This made my vision restrict my peeking outside. Bang, Ah... The sound of mother and Sam pressing on the sofa, and the screams of mother. Then, I only saw the two calves and white soles of her feet wearing gray-blue yoga pants pressed under the two black and brown calves. Bang... No... Mom was whispering to reject something, Mom, it's very comfortable... It's not that I haven't pressed it before... Sam's somewhat anxious voice, what happened?
I was going crazy. I wanted to go to the middle of the window, but there was no curtain blocking in the middle of the windowsill. I was stretching my head out and looking in there. I was definitely seen by Sam or Mom and I was peeking at them. If they really found out, then I would be hard to explain.
Well... Just as I was thinking about whether to take a gamble to go to the middle of the windowsill, my mother let out a message
I felt a numb moan, Mom, please feel comfortable, hehe, Sam's voice came from the corner, and the breathing felt smooth, no... Ah... Mom wanted to say something else, and then, a moan that made me numb, no?
What can't be done?
Mom is so strange, there is also this sound. Although my mother used to be massaged by Sam, what I hear now is different.
Isn't this like the moan that Sam made when he had sex with his white girlfriend before?Is my mother having sex with Sam, but she doesn’t look like Ah, she looks more like a massage.
But I still want to stop Sam and mom.
I quickly figured out a solution, um, there is.
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