Life is endless, fantasy continues!
I think only fantasy is the highest level of sex, why do you have to do something?
Doesn’t the feeling of happiness when we have sex with women come from our brains?
Scientifically, the brain cannot tell the truth about sexual stimulation, so we also feel very happy when we cross.
But fantasy must be of level, level, and height
It is the necessary responsibility of every tyrant to reflect the cultivation and professionalism of the fantasy, to carry out comprehensive, in-depth, meticulous, beneficial to others and self-interested in the scientific outlook on development.
Never focus on fucking the pussy and ignore fantasy. Of course, you should not just care about fantasy and not fucking the pussy. These two complement each other and are indispensable...
So, don’t be disappointed. I don’t mean to sway everyone’s appetite. I’m just reflecting the real situation of one thing. What I write is all about it!
If I had made up my mind, my mother would have been ravaged by me in bed and was dying of ecstasy, right?
Facing my mother's sexy body that made the man crazy, we can only fantasize. Isn't this enough?
Why did you have to let me fuck my mother before you were happy?
Why don't you fuck your mother?
Make me happy too
That's right. This messy article may not have any substantial things, but it may not be necessary. According to the reality, friends who like to fuck and don't like to fantasize may not like it. But it doesn't matter. I hope we can face ourselves with a normal attitude. We are not traitors who rape our own mothers, nor are we extremely perverted patients. We are all ordinary people, aren't we?
What we can do
Maybe it's just to carry out fantasy to the end
What exactly is a high-level fantasy?
Let’s give an example to illustrate an article written by a low-level fantasy person. There is a mess of mother and son. The whole article is filled with ellipsis. There are some words in the middle of the ellipsis. I hugged my mother and fucked her dick into her pussy!
Mom moaned loudly: Well... don't want Ah son... I'm your mother... I fucked my mother with my dick a hundred times!
Mom screamed: Ah! Big cock brother, it feels so comfortable... I fucked my mother with my cock a thousand times!
Mom's moans in ecstasy: Ah! Mom was fucked to death by you...
I fucked my mother ten thousand times with my dick!
Is it fun? Who wrote it? Well... it was written by me before, I admit, I was very excited at that time
So what is a high level? Everyone has their own opinions and has their own advantages. We don’t need to describe them one by one.
Here I just want to tell everyone my real thoughts, and how you comment on my mother and I. Anyway, the incident is happening and the story is still continuing. Whether you want it or not, believe it or not, or think about it or not, my mother and I are still living such a dull and heartbeat life, and our heartbeats are getting faster and faster...
My wife went back to her parents' home in the afternoon and tonight
My mother prepared the meal early and was waiting at home
As soon as I entered the door, I saw my mother leaning on the sofa, wearing pajamas and nightgowns, her legs were curled up together, her heels were placed on the sofa, and her ears were put on the sofa, holding an ear-drawing spoon in one hand and putting her ears in her hand.
She was wearing sleeveless pajamas and exposed her snow-white arms. I saw a twig of soft armpit hair under her armpits, which was very tempting.
I changed my shoes and sat next to her, trying to get close to her, and my mother said: Don't touch me to clean my ears
Mom, please pay it for me too!
My mother said with an ear-drawing spoon: Turn her face and look at the light
I leaned beside her, twisted my neck, and my mother came over carefully, pinched my ears with one hand, her face was very close to me, and the heat of her breathing was pouring warmly on my face, reminding me of her soft lips, soft breasts were next to my shoulders, and a fragrance of the body. She took my ears for me, and my hand was placed on her waist unhonestly, and the soft and greasy body was trembling in my palm.
My mother said softly: You are still moving, be careful that I will get deaf when I give you my ears!
I was so frustrated that I lifted her clothes with my palms and touched her body. It was so soft and slippery.
The soft and tender waist, I greedily play with it in my palm
My breathing is rapid
My mother coquettishly said: It’s stupid, it’s so good to touch it?
I said excitedly: Well, mom, you feel good too, right?
Not feeling good, itchy, don't move Ah, this is your own ear
I took a deep breath and said: Mom, the smell on you is so good
My mom said: What does it smell? I didn’t use perfume?
It's not the perfume smell, it's the meat smell of you!
My mother burst into laughter: Are you hungry and want to eat meat?
My hands were enjoying her smooth waist even more unrestrainedly, and I touched it in. The fat on my lower abdomen was bent and piled up into a small swimming ring. It was very soft and tender, and it was so comfortable to touch.
I continued: Mom, does the smell smell good on me?
A smell of sweat!
Well, I sweat a lot today, it doesn’t smell good, right?
My mother paused for a moment, exhaled the heat and said softly in my ear: It smells good...
My cock immediately erected on my belly!
Seeing that I have been nostalgic for her soft and tender body on her abdomen
My mother said again: Are you fatter than before? There is fat on your waist, so you have to lose weight
Mom, don't lose it, it's so good, it's comfortable to touch
You will feel uncomfortable if you deafen your ears!
Mom, your flesh is so soft
Lots of fat...
You don't look fat?
The bones are small...Okay! After finishing, have you touched enough?
I said: There are also ears here! I hugged her waist and didn't let go. My mother couldn't resist me. She patted my head and said: Ah, you're not over, just turn your face away!
When I turned my face, I deliberately rubbed my mother's face, rubbing my nose against my nose, and rubbing my lips against my lips. When asked about her warm and sweet breathing, my heartbeats faster
This twisted my face against the sofa, and my chin was placed on my mother's shoulder. My mother held my head with one hand and took the ear-drawing spoon with the other.
This position could not touch her waist, but my arm just touched her soft breasts, and it was heavy without the constraints of a bra. I gently pushed my arm, and my mother said coquettishly: Don’t move around!
I didn't move
She said again: Why do you keep going all day long? I, an old lady, make you so excited?
I said: What's wrong with touching it?
Not bad, can't touch it!
Why?
incest!
Touching is also counted?
Calculate!
Secretly, no one knows
What if someone knows it?
How is it possible? If you don’t say it, I won’t say it, who will know?
Can't keep the fire
My hand touched her breasts! It was so soft that I suddenly stopped exploring it, and the ear-drawing spoon was taken out of my ears. We still maintained this position, and I said: What's wrong?
My mother whispered: I'm afraid of ruining your ears... I felt her breathing was a little rapid, and waves of heat sprayed on my face.
I was excitedly rubbed my fingers against her nipples, and felt that the nipples were hard like peanuts! I didn't care, I was so excited! I held my mother's heavy and soft breasts with my hands and pinched them!
Um!
With a sound, my mother hummed from her nose in my ear
The sound showed that she was extremely comfortable
I rubbed and twisted gently. My mother breathed quickly and did not struggle, but slowly pressed her face against me. I felt that she was also deeply smelling the smell of me.
I gently kissed her earlobe, and squeezed her soft breasts with excitement. My mother panted and hummed: Oh, it hurts!
I quickly let go, and the soft breasts were swaying in my palms.
I changed my posture, passed her armpits, hugged her face to face, letting her soft breasts press against me, she closed her eyes and panted, and the ear-drawn spoon fell to the ground, her sexy and plump lips were under my nose, I slowly put my lips up, the soft lips were extremely fragrant, I felt the hot breath, licked the tip of my tongue into my lips, and my mother's tongue softly greeted me, and when it came into contact with the slippery tongue, my whole body was burned, I sucked my slippery tongue crazy and savored it carefully
Well... My mother hummed softly, a hot air came out of her nose, her soft arms hooked me, her body collapsed into a ball, and I slowly pressed on the sofa
The soft body is like a pile of soft cotton, it feels so comfortable to press her!
My mother also showed an expression of extreme enjoyment on her face. I felt that my twisted body was about to fall off. I supported the sofa with both hands and adjusted it. My mother's skirt was rubbed on it. Her plump and smooth snow-white thighs were spread apart by my legs. One was hanging on the ground, and one was curled and tightly against the backrest of the sofa. I touched it, and it was crisp and soft, extremely smooth!
We enjoyed each other's bodies, our tongues pressed against each other and exchanged their urgent and hot breaths. A strong soft smell of a woman's body rose from my mother's body.
He murmured in a low voice: OK, have you done enough?
Will I have enough?
I was so anxious that I couldn't wait to touch her underwear with one hand. She held it with her hand to prevent me from moving. In a hurry, I untied my pants and exposed my talking dick, which suddenly bounced to the inner side of my mother's soft and smooth thighs. I couldn't stand it anymore!
My mother panting and humming: Get up quickly, crush me to death... Get up...
I gasped: Mom, do it... others don't know...
Don't do it...
I ignored her resistance and pulled the bottom of her panties to the base of her thighs with my hands. My fingers touched a piece of slippery hair between her legs, and the egg whites seemed soft, tender and greasy.
My mother shook all over and hummed softly: Oh, don't do it...
I couldn't stop, so I shook hands and held my cock. The hot glans touched the wet and soft place, Ah!
Oh my God, is it really going to happen?
As soon as my glans touched the fertile place, my mother was so angry that she was breathless that she gasped, as if she was extremely nervous, and was eager to let me take further action...
I said don't do it, but my body had no intention of stopping me, but was sluggishly sluggishly, as if waiting for my plow...
I called my mother, I'm here!
The hard cock was about to squeeze open the plump and moist labia. I had already felt the passionate desire coming from the depths. I was looking forward to my digging in depth. The heat in my pussy smoked my cock and felt numb and tender. The glans was sucking me like it would suck. I raised my waist a little, and looked at my mother's expression that had completely lost her resistance. I was about to penetrate it deeply!
At this time, the doorbell dings, like a bolt from the blue!
My wife shouted outside the door: Husband! Come and help me carry the battery, it's so heavy!
I bounced up from my mother like a bullet! My mother sat up quickly with a red face, tidied up her skirt, got up to go to the bedroom, I lifted my pants and opened the door
My wife said happily: Husband, I took a bunch of delicious food from my mother, haha...
Yes, I'm not interested in eating now
So I sat in front of the computer and typed the text
You said, it’s not a matter of time before this matter has been done like this?
I...extremely excited!
I think only fantasy is the highest level of sex, why do you have to do something?
Doesn’t the feeling of happiness when we have sex with women come from our brains?
Scientifically, the brain cannot tell the truth about sexual stimulation, so we also feel very happy when we cross.
But fantasy must be of level, level, and height
It is the necessary responsibility of every tyrant to reflect the cultivation and professionalism of the fantasy, to carry out comprehensive, in-depth, meticulous, beneficial to others and self-interested in the scientific outlook on development.
Never focus on fucking the pussy and ignore fantasy. Of course, you should not just care about fantasy and not fucking the pussy. These two complement each other and are indispensable...
So, don’t be disappointed. I don’t mean to sway everyone’s appetite. I’m just reflecting the real situation of one thing. What I write is all about it!
If I had made up my mind, my mother would have been ravaged by me in bed and was dying of ecstasy, right?
Facing my mother's sexy body that made the man crazy, we can only fantasize. Isn't this enough?
Why did you have to let me fuck my mother before you were happy?
Why don't you fuck your mother?
Make me happy too
That's right. This messy article may not have any substantial things, but it may not be necessary. According to the reality, friends who like to fuck and don't like to fantasize may not like it. But it doesn't matter. I hope we can face ourselves with a normal attitude. We are not traitors who rape our own mothers, nor are we extremely perverted patients. We are all ordinary people, aren't we?
What we can do
Maybe it's just to carry out fantasy to the end
What exactly is a high-level fantasy?
Let’s give an example to illustrate an article written by a low-level fantasy person. There is a mess of mother and son. The whole article is filled with ellipsis. There are some words in the middle of the ellipsis. I hugged my mother and fucked her dick into her pussy!
Mom moaned loudly: Well... don't want Ah son... I'm your mother... I fucked my mother with my dick a hundred times!
Mom screamed: Ah! Big cock brother, it feels so comfortable... I fucked my mother with my cock a thousand times!
Mom's moans in ecstasy: Ah! Mom was fucked to death by you...
I fucked my mother ten thousand times with my dick!
Is it fun? Who wrote it? Well... it was written by me before, I admit, I was very excited at that time
So what is a high level? Everyone has their own opinions and has their own advantages. We don’t need to describe them one by one.
Here I just want to tell everyone my real thoughts, and how you comment on my mother and I. Anyway, the incident is happening and the story is still continuing. Whether you want it or not, believe it or not, or think about it or not, my mother and I are still living such a dull and heartbeat life, and our heartbeats are getting faster and faster...
My wife went back to her parents' home in the afternoon and tonight
My mother prepared the meal early and was waiting at home
As soon as I entered the door, I saw my mother leaning on the sofa, wearing pajamas and nightgowns, her legs were curled up together, her heels were placed on the sofa, and her ears were put on the sofa, holding an ear-drawing spoon in one hand and putting her ears in her hand.
She was wearing sleeveless pajamas and exposed her snow-white arms. I saw a twig of soft armpit hair under her armpits, which was very tempting.
I changed my shoes and sat next to her, trying to get close to her, and my mother said: Don't touch me to clean my ears
Mom, please pay it for me too!
My mother said with an ear-drawing spoon: Turn her face and look at the light
I leaned beside her, twisted my neck, and my mother came over carefully, pinched my ears with one hand, her face was very close to me, and the heat of her breathing was pouring warmly on my face, reminding me of her soft lips, soft breasts were next to my shoulders, and a fragrance of the body. She took my ears for me, and my hand was placed on her waist unhonestly, and the soft and greasy body was trembling in my palm.
My mother said softly: You are still moving, be careful that I will get deaf when I give you my ears!
I was so frustrated that I lifted her clothes with my palms and touched her body. It was so soft and slippery.
The soft and tender waist, I greedily play with it in my palm
My breathing is rapid
My mother coquettishly said: It’s stupid, it’s so good to touch it?
I said excitedly: Well, mom, you feel good too, right?
Not feeling good, itchy, don't move Ah, this is your own ear
I took a deep breath and said: Mom, the smell on you is so good
My mom said: What does it smell? I didn’t use perfume?
It's not the perfume smell, it's the meat smell of you!
My mother burst into laughter: Are you hungry and want to eat meat?
My hands were enjoying her smooth waist even more unrestrainedly, and I touched it in. The fat on my lower abdomen was bent and piled up into a small swimming ring. It was very soft and tender, and it was so comfortable to touch.
I continued: Mom, does the smell smell good on me?
A smell of sweat!
Well, I sweat a lot today, it doesn’t smell good, right?
My mother paused for a moment, exhaled the heat and said softly in my ear: It smells good...
My cock immediately erected on my belly!
Seeing that I have been nostalgic for her soft and tender body on her abdomen
My mother said again: Are you fatter than before? There is fat on your waist, so you have to lose weight
Mom, don't lose it, it's so good, it's comfortable to touch
You will feel uncomfortable if you deafen your ears!
Mom, your flesh is so soft
Lots of fat...
You don't look fat?
The bones are small...Okay! After finishing, have you touched enough?
I said: There are also ears here! I hugged her waist and didn't let go. My mother couldn't resist me. She patted my head and said: Ah, you're not over, just turn your face away!
When I turned my face, I deliberately rubbed my mother's face, rubbing my nose against my nose, and rubbing my lips against my lips. When asked about her warm and sweet breathing, my heartbeats faster
This twisted my face against the sofa, and my chin was placed on my mother's shoulder. My mother held my head with one hand and took the ear-drawing spoon with the other.
This position could not touch her waist, but my arm just touched her soft breasts, and it was heavy without the constraints of a bra. I gently pushed my arm, and my mother said coquettishly: Don’t move around!
I didn't move
She said again: Why do you keep going all day long? I, an old lady, make you so excited?
I said: What's wrong with touching it?
Not bad, can't touch it!
Why?
incest!
Touching is also counted?
Calculate!
Secretly, no one knows
What if someone knows it?
How is it possible? If you don’t say it, I won’t say it, who will know?
Can't keep the fire
My hand touched her breasts! It was so soft that I suddenly stopped exploring it, and the ear-drawing spoon was taken out of my ears. We still maintained this position, and I said: What's wrong?
My mother whispered: I'm afraid of ruining your ears... I felt her breathing was a little rapid, and waves of heat sprayed on my face.
I was excitedly rubbed my fingers against her nipples, and felt that the nipples were hard like peanuts! I didn't care, I was so excited! I held my mother's heavy and soft breasts with my hands and pinched them!
Um!
With a sound, my mother hummed from her nose in my ear
The sound showed that she was extremely comfortable
I rubbed and twisted gently. My mother breathed quickly and did not struggle, but slowly pressed her face against me. I felt that she was also deeply smelling the smell of me.
I gently kissed her earlobe, and squeezed her soft breasts with excitement. My mother panted and hummed: Oh, it hurts!
I quickly let go, and the soft breasts were swaying in my palms.
I changed my posture, passed her armpits, hugged her face to face, letting her soft breasts press against me, she closed her eyes and panted, and the ear-drawn spoon fell to the ground, her sexy and plump lips were under my nose, I slowly put my lips up, the soft lips were extremely fragrant, I felt the hot breath, licked the tip of my tongue into my lips, and my mother's tongue softly greeted me, and when it came into contact with the slippery tongue, my whole body was burned, I sucked my slippery tongue crazy and savored it carefully
Well... My mother hummed softly, a hot air came out of her nose, her soft arms hooked me, her body collapsed into a ball, and I slowly pressed on the sofa
The soft body is like a pile of soft cotton, it feels so comfortable to press her!
My mother also showed an expression of extreme enjoyment on her face. I felt that my twisted body was about to fall off. I supported the sofa with both hands and adjusted it. My mother's skirt was rubbed on it. Her plump and smooth snow-white thighs were spread apart by my legs. One was hanging on the ground, and one was curled and tightly against the backrest of the sofa. I touched it, and it was crisp and soft, extremely smooth!
We enjoyed each other's bodies, our tongues pressed against each other and exchanged their urgent and hot breaths. A strong soft smell of a woman's body rose from my mother's body.
He murmured in a low voice: OK, have you done enough?
Will I have enough?
I was so anxious that I couldn't wait to touch her underwear with one hand. She held it with her hand to prevent me from moving. In a hurry, I untied my pants and exposed my talking dick, which suddenly bounced to the inner side of my mother's soft and smooth thighs. I couldn't stand it anymore!
My mother panting and humming: Get up quickly, crush me to death... Get up...
I gasped: Mom, do it... others don't know...
Don't do it...
I ignored her resistance and pulled the bottom of her panties to the base of her thighs with my hands. My fingers touched a piece of slippery hair between her legs, and the egg whites seemed soft, tender and greasy.
My mother shook all over and hummed softly: Oh, don't do it...
I couldn't stop, so I shook hands and held my cock. The hot glans touched the wet and soft place, Ah!
Oh my God, is it really going to happen?
As soon as my glans touched the fertile place, my mother was so angry that she was breathless that she gasped, as if she was extremely nervous, and was eager to let me take further action...
I said don't do it, but my body had no intention of stopping me, but was sluggishly sluggishly, as if waiting for my plow...
I called my mother, I'm here!
The hard cock was about to squeeze open the plump and moist labia. I had already felt the passionate desire coming from the depths. I was looking forward to my digging in depth. The heat in my pussy smoked my cock and felt numb and tender. The glans was sucking me like it would suck. I raised my waist a little, and looked at my mother's expression that had completely lost her resistance. I was about to penetrate it deeply!
At this time, the doorbell dings, like a bolt from the blue!
My wife shouted outside the door: Husband! Come and help me carry the battery, it's so heavy!
I bounced up from my mother like a bullet! My mother sat up quickly with a red face, tidied up her skirt, got up to go to the bedroom, I lifted my pants and opened the door
My wife said happily: Husband, I took a bunch of delicious food from my mother, haha...
Yes, I'm not interested in eating now
So I sat in front of the computer and typed the text
You said, it’s not a matter of time before this matter has been done like this?
I...extremely excited!
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