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The lingering night, until I woke up, was still as imprinted in my mind, and the aftertaste was long and never extinguished.

My mother had already woken up before me, and there was no trace in the room. I think she should be making breakfast.

I leaned on the bed and stretched my waist a little longer, yawned again, and then I hurriedly got up while wearing my clothes.

I walked closer to the kitchen. Sure enough, my mother was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Maybe my mother had just gotten up and had no time to change her clothes. Now she is still wearing her pajamas. Looking from the back, she looks like a snow-white look on her back. A large area of ​​skin is exposed. Her small willow waist, her round and jade-like little buttocks, and her slim curve from top to bottom are really worthy of the four words "sexy" that make people feel dry.

The charming charm of my mother was really irresistible to all men. Under the nameless temptation, my breathing became heavier, and my lower body looked eager to try.

The tenderness of last night not only did not satisfy my desire, but deepened its perversion. Now I am full of desire for my mother's body. I quietly approached my mother from behind, letting the already straight lower back to my mother's round buttocks.

The softness that came made me unable to help but make Ah's enjoyment, as if I was trapped in soft latex.

I just felt that the bottom was getting harder and hotter, as if I was about to squeeze into my mother's body.

Good morning, wife.I greeted my mother lightly, using the title of always outrageousness.

In my heart, my mother has long become my woman, and her other identities seem a bit redundant.

The strong possessiveness for my mother has already been rooted in my heart like a giant tree, and my expectations have long moved from physical capture of my mother to psychological conquest of my mother. That is my purest love as a man.

When my mother heard me shouting, she pouted in dissatisfaction. The rose pink lower lip slightly raised, holding the upper lip, but it had a unique and beautiful curve.

My mother's buttocks swayed gently a few times, resisting my strong invasion, don't make a fuss.

Just as my mother said this, my hand was already touching my mother's thigh. Although my mother was wearing pants, she could not most intuitively experience the tightness of her beautiful and slender legs, but the velvet feel of the velvet clothes, coupled with the strong leg muscles, makes people feel endless aftertaste.

I touched it repeatedly, carefully moved my hand one inch in, and then another one inch, and a wolf claw stretched toward the inner side of my mother's thigh

This time, my little move of taking advantage of me disturbed my mother's work. My mother had already twisted her body and urged me to wash up.

From my perspective, although it is not easy to detect, I also caught a glimpse of the blush on my mother's cheeks. It seems that my mother was also a little excited by my teasing, so she could no longer remain calm. Then she found an excuse to distance herself from me.

Seeing my mother's shy reaction, I was naturally very satisfied, so I stopped pestering her. I immediately said to obey the order and then happily went to the bathroom.

After a simple wash, I suddenly thought that although it feels good to stay at home like this all day, I still want to have some new changes over time.

Freshness is something that is indispensable in life. If nothing changes, it will become repeated countless times after a few days.

Besides, I haven't been to a new place with my mother for a long time.

In the early days, my studies were too heavy and I had no time to go around the places I visited near my home.

Now that you have time, why not go to a farther place to take a look.

Thinking of this, I quickly grabbed the towel and wiped my face, and headed to the living room.

When I came out, my mother had already prepared the breakfast and placed it safely on the table. She was already sitting down at the table, watching TV and eating breakfast. She seemed to be afraid of the heat, and gently blew the cherry mouth.

I looked at my mother's lips, as small and lovely as ripe cranberries, making me unable to help swallowing.

At this moment, the steaming breakfast on the table could no longer arouse my interest. My only mother was in my eyes. I stepped forward two or three steps, kissed my mother without saying a word, and wrapped the food she had not swallowed with her tongue.

At this time, I sucked my mother's lips tightly, and one arm hooked my mother's even more seductive lotus waist.

My mother struggled in my arms for a few times, but she couldn't resist me, so she turned from resistance to obedience.

I took off the food from my mother's mouth, and at the end I didn't forget to squint my eyes and make a enjoyment. I said to my mother: Well, this breakfast is even more delicious with your saliva.As he said that, he still smacked his lips as if he was aftertaste.

Seeing my hooligan attitude, my mother also let out a deep breath, her eyebrows seemed to be frowning, her lips were filled with anger, and her face couldn't resist the redness. Then she rolled her eyes, pushed me away, turned her head, as if she didn't want to pay attention to me.

Seeing my mother so cute, I couldn't help but smile.

But seeing that my mother had a vague feeling of discomfort, she did not dare to act rashly again.

The air is fresh, the sea water is clear, and the environment is beautiful... It is your best choice.

In this awkward time, the travel promotional video was played on TV to save me. The broadcast-like female voice sounded a bit dull. She would definitely jump off the stage if she was usually awkward, but I remembered the plan to go out with my mother before, so I patiently stared at the advertisement for a while.

The picture flashed a few beautiful photos, and it was located on a small island near the city. I have heard of this island usually, but I have never been there.

It is summer vacation, and going to a place near the water is also a good way to escape the summer heat. What's more, you can naturally see your mother's swimsuit by the beach. How can you easily let go of such a pleasure?

I thought about it in my heart and felt a faint intention to go.

Mom, look at it.I held my mother's hand, and the other hand pointed to the TV. This place looked pretty good, otherwise we would go there together to travel and relax?In the summer, swimming is also good. The location is not far away, so you don’t need to take a long car.

The mother was still a little angry with her son, but this change made her forget what had happened just now.

She looked at the pictures on the screen and added a bit of affection to the picturesque island.

She glanced at her son next to her again, and saw his eagerness, she couldn't bear to shy his interest.

Then I thought, this kid was so busy that he had a little time to rest when he arrived in high school. Why not let him relax this summer?

In my mother's heart, she still puts her children first and never thinks about herself.

I waited for my mother's response, but my mother didn't say much, nodded gently and agreed to my request.

When I saw my mother agree, I was naturally extremely happy and immediately pulled my mother out.

My mother was pulled by me and still stood still. She shook her head helplessly and said to me: You kid, you don’t care about anything you encounter. Eat breakfast first. We will go later and be obedient.

Yes Yes Yes.I also scratched my cheeks embarrassedly. At this time, my mind seemed to fly to the island and began to fantasize about the world of two people with my mother.

In a paradise where few people are seen, living a life of love with my mother. Such imagination really made me feel itchy, just like the kind of couple who were in love in ancient times.

Of course, there is naturally no place to find that kind of place now. Any places with some tourism value have been developed, and countless tourists flock to it.

However, enjoying a trip with my mother would be a real thing, and this still makes me yearn for it.

I hurriedly finished my breakfast and quickly packed it up, and my mother also prepared a little and changed her clothes.

I was about to praise my mother's beauty, but she rolled her eyes and said a few words. It was all my fault that I was too reckless and made the clothes she loved to wear, and I had to buy a few new ones by the way.

Listening to my mother's complaints, I remembered the relationship between my mother and me before, but my heart felt sweet. I put my arms around my mother's slim waist and coaxed her a few words.

My mother still pouted, but the feeling of displeasure was gone.

My mother now is like a little woman who is cute and pampered, and I naturally try my best to make my mother as happy as possible.

Afterwards, my mother and I went out together. It turned out that my ability to make my mother happy was still very good. Now my mother hums an unknown melody, her face is filled with a warm breeze, and her mentality is so young that she seems to have returned to the girlhood.

We walked hand in hand on the unfamiliar street. In the eyes of passers-by, we did not look like mother and son, but rather like a pair of siblings in love.

In earlier days, my mother could not accept the intimate look of the two of us on the street, but now she seems to be breathing naturally.

I came to a nearby travel agency and consulted some relevant information on the island.

Actually, I don’t like travel agencies very much. I remember that when I was a child, my family rarely traveled. I always went to strange places selling jade or health products to listen to lectures for an afternoon, which is very disgusting.

During this trip, I just wanted to have a wonderful two-person world with my mother. Those rules and regulations will only ruin my good things.

After discussing with the shop owner, we signed up for a tour group with a lot of free time. Only someone led a team to see the scenery and explain it in the morning and the first few hours in the afternoon, and the rest could be taken at will.

In this way, my ambitions could be realized, sunshine, beaches, mothers in swimsuits, and beautiful things are crazy in my mind, and they are nothing more than sex.

Have fun with my mother among the rarely visited reefs, enjoying her snow-white and beautiful body, pressing her to the huge rock, and behind her was the sound of waves. The surging sea water covered the collision between the flesh. My mother's face turned red, and I was so furious that she was trembling with her heart, but she tried to keep silent when she was afraid of being discovered. However, there was still a faint panting flowing out of her mouth. This scene made me unable to control myself.

After leaving the travel agency, my mother said she wanted to buy a few clothes, so she moved around and we came to the nearby shopping mall again.

The Yuecui Shopping Center here also covers a wide area, with five or six floors above and below, and there are countless clothing stores of various brands.

My mother and I walked in Yuecui with my hands in hand, and there were also young couples around us. We were in a state of disagreement. I seemed relatively mature, and my mother was the legendary frozen age. After all, we smoothed out the gap between time.

I looked at the dazzling array of clothes and matched my mother with various outfits in my heart. But what suited me the most was the suit with black stockings. My mother looked both capable and charming in this outfit, which of course made people feel more willing to conquer.

So, I quietly lay in my mother's ear and said: I want to see you wearing these serious suits and stockings on the bed.

I deliberately aggravated my tone to the second half of the sentence. This made my mother very embarrassed. How could my mother expect me to say such explicit words? She blushed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

As if she was about to hide her shyness, she raised her little pink fist and hit me on the shoulder, then turned around and ran away.

I rubbed my painful shoulders, but saw a small suit I pointed at on my mother's hand, and the direction my mother was heading in the fitting room, which aroused some expectations in her heart.

Soon, the curtain of the fitting room was pulled open, and my mother's high heels stepped on the floor, making a buzzing sound, which attracted the attention of everyone in the store and made everyone reluctant to turn their eyes away.

My mother was wearing a delicate and classic black suit on the upper body. The slim clothes made my mother's proud chest curve more eye-catching. Inside the slightly open chest was a white shirt. The collar of the shirt was layered upwards with gorgeous flowers, covering my mother's swan-like jade neck, and also showing a more elegant feeling.

The suit gathered downwards at the waist, showing my mother's slender waist, and the simple skirt on the lower body also showed the mother's buttocks, which were streamlined and perfect S-shaped from top to bottom.

The translucent black stockings also outline the beautiful legs, and the high-heeled sandals on the soles of the feet are almost like people holding them in their hands to enjoy them carefully.

Of course, my mother's face is more beautiful, with a fair and flawless melon-shaped face, a pair of clear and transparent black eyes, a straight and small nose bridge, like crystal-clear lips, and the beautiful long hair like a waterfall tied into a ponytail at this time. A strand of hair on the forehead and temples curled back slightly, adding a bit of delicate feeling to the fleshyness, exuding a heart-warming soft temperament.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, just to tell the whole world the beauty of this woman and my lover.

I was stunned, widened my eyes, and felt as if the goddess had arrived, and my slender fingertips tickled my heartstrings.

Soon, the salesperson greeted her. She looked up and down as if she was enjoying artworks, and a kind of admiration emanated from her eyes. When the gap was big enough, even the jealous feeling disappeared because of the excess, leaving only endless admiration.

Miss, this dress is so suitable for you!It's simply tailor-made for you!Come on, there is a mirror here, please see if you are satisfied.

There was a mirror in the fitting room, but my mother changed it in too haste and didn't pay attention to it, not knowing how effective she was wearing it.

At this time, the shopping guide led her to the full-body mirror.

My mother turned around and looked back and forth, thinking that it looked pretty good when worn on her, and it was a serious suit, so there was no problem.

But as she thought about it, she suddenly remembered what her son said just now, and couldn't help but blush. When she saw her son walking towards her, she felt that her clothes seemed to have been branded with some marks. She was so ashamed that she glared at her son hatefully, and turned her to go back to the fitting room and exchanged her casual clothes back.

Seeing that my mother was about to escape, I subconsciously grabbed her hand and said to the shopping guide that I just need this outfit, and I don’t need to change it, just put the original clothes on.

The salesperson nodded and went to prepare for the follow-up matters.

I leaned against my mother and watched it again, and couldn't help but admire my mother's amazing beauty. As I looked, some parts of my body became inconsistently turbulent.

The mother was just looking around uneasy, but Yu Guang saw that her son was bulging like a tent, and her shame became even deeper. She spat softly and cursed the little pervert, but her son looked distracted and didn't hear it.

It was noon since I came out of the clothing store. My mother and I went to the fifth floor and chose a shop that looked pretty good and sat down.

It was soon the meal time, and the restaurants were crowded with people, and the queues of particularly popular shops extended to two meters away.

The restaurant we are in is also overcrowded.

And as soon as my mother and I walked into the store, an invisible pressure gathered on us, which naturally had all kinds of gazes.

The look of this gaze is undoubtedly the mother beside me.

At this time, my mother's beauty and temperament are not an exaggeration, and she is attracted by her mother, and she has been stopping. After all, such a beauty is rare. Why don't you look at her twice with this opportunity?

My mother was a little afraid by those naked eyes, and her body was closer to me. I held my mother's arm as if I was protecting her, and as if I was showing off to the people around me. At this time, I felt that some of my eyes had shifted to me, jealousy and resentment. These bad eyes made the pride in my heart deeper. I ignored other people's actions and sat down with my mother.

The waiter followed with his head down, just handing over the menu, silently speaking. I glanced at this guy with his eyes and looked at his mother secretly, but he couldn't act as he would like others, so he had to lower his head and hide his eyes.

This, this...and this one.I pointed to the menu.

OK... OK.Let me confirm with you again... The waiter was a little stunned at first, but after all, he was still professional and quickly adjusted his condition. As for the eyes around him, he was less likely to be given due to various reasons.

I'm still looking at it, are you going to have to pick out your eyes?Someone was scolded by his wife with his ear pinched.

Tingting, don’t be angry, it’s not what you think, listen to my explanation... Some people are at a loss for their girlfriend.

Hey hey hey hey, look over there, just ask you to see, right, it’s just right.People without female companions seem very free at this time.

Do you want to go up and ask for a WeChat message?

Goodbye, do you know if the one next to her is her younger brother or her lover Ah?

The gossip made the store that was not as quiet as it was even more noisy. There was no doubt that my mother and I had become the focus of attention.

I don’t know how many men get angry because they are stunned, and I don’t know how many people can’t help but want to look at them even if their partners are angry.

Of course, my mother and I, who are in the center of the vortex, acted very comfortable. I even wanted to hold my mother and stand up and announce to the turbulent men around me that this was my woman, but this was too swagger and I had to preview it in my heart.

The meal came soon.

This is a Western-style restaurant, and you must use knife and fork when dining. My mother cut the pieces, lowered her head gently, opened her lips slightly, and carefully put the food into her mouth. It looked extremely charming.

The clothes on my mother were simply a perfect match for this kind of meal. They looked natural elegance, which allowed my mother's noble lady-like temperament to be extended.

I was satisfied with this meal, not only because of the taste of the dishes, but also because of the arrogance that stands out from the crowd.

The word excellence is naturally inseparable from my mother, and I have grown up with my lover like this. My mother gradually adapted to the gaze that she cast at her and began to talk and laugh with me. My mother's smile has a very significant infectiousness, which makes people feel amazing and intimate. Perhaps it was because she had been cultivated with students for a long time.

When I walked out of the shopping mall, the sun became even more prosperous. It was said that one or two o'clock in the afternoon was the hottest time of the day, and my mother and I did feel the breath of summer.

It is extremely hard to walk on the street in this weather, and we have no idea to return to the mall. If we go home immediately, we feel a little unsatisfied.

Mom, why don’t we go to the river to have a walk?I thought about it in my mind, and finally got a good idea, so I suggested to my mother.

There is a river flowing through the city nearby. This river is not clear, but in the summer, it will attract many swimmers and anglers.

The streets built along the river bank are quite wide, even vehicles can drive up, and the road surface is paved with rough stone bricks, and flowers, plants and willow trees are planted outside. In summer, these plants become particularly lush.

The so-called jade is made up into a tall tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down, and the lush branches and leaves cover the sidewalks and leave behind waves of shade.

There is a park in the center of the river bank road. The fountain square attracts the elderly and children at night. The small pavilion floating on the water often hears the sound of babbling operas. There are memories of this place. When I was still young, I have been to junior high school and my family has rarely come here.

My mother and I were walking on the willow road, holding hands and taking steps gently.

On the river beside me, the breeze blows across the golden water surface, just like the whispers coming from my ears, making people fascinated.

At this moment, it seems that there are only two of us in this world, and everything around us seems so gentle.

There is a small artificial pond at the intersection, surrounded by rockery, goldfish are calm in the water, and moss-bounded stone slabs are placed on both ends of the road, which is quite quiet and hidden.

The stone slab is not wide and cannot be arranged side by side. My mother and I have to go one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, I am in front and she is in the back.

It is always inconvenient for my mother to walk in such places, so I seemed to be leading the way, facing her, holding her hands tightly, and walking backwards.

When I reached the end of the road, my mother still fell down because the moss was too slippery and she didn't step steadily.

Ah!

With a scream, I hurriedly reached out and pulled my mother over, hugged her tightly in my arms.

Although my mother stepped on the empty steps, I was holding her body tightly, so there would be no more danger.

My mother was still in shock and gasped in a low voice and rushed manner, but she felt a little relieved when she lay in my arms, just like a cat returning home.

I gently followed my mother's back and gently comforted and comforted her heart in her ear.

My mother didn't say anything, but just leaned on my chest. The warmth from my chest also relaxed my tense nerves.

I hold my lover without any distractions, and what I savored was a real sense of happiness.

After a while, some mothers had no sprains in their ankle, and we continued to walk forward.

This time my mother moved closer to me, a little hot, but my heart was also pounding. I always felt that now, it was like a young couple sticking to each other, so how could they resist?

After a short distance, I came to the park. At this time, there were almost no people and became a place exclusively for me and my mother.

I revisited the old place and couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

I took my mother to sit in the pavilion, and the breeze blew by, lifting my beautiful long hair and blowing the flower on my chest.

My mother leaned on me, leaned on my shoulder, looked at the boat floating on the river, and closed her eyes comfortably.

She was always running around and busy, and she had never seen such a slightly lazy appearance during the days and nights she spent with me.

My mother is also a delicate woman and needs her support. Fortunately, I can still let her take a rest safely for a while now.

The two flying wings of the phoenix without colorful phoenixes are in harmony with each other.

We just snuggled together like this and enjoyed this exclusive beauty.

There is no need for words or actions. At this time, my mother and I seem to be in harmony, and I express our feelings in silence.

That is love, the love between men and women, the love that cares about each other in our hearts. Why should our relationship be bound by the blood relationship between mother and son? Love is there, let the rain blow the wind, and it will not leave.

When I got home, it was getting late, so my mother and I were out for a while and bought some ingredients.

My mother was bent down and changing her shoes. From my perspective, her buttocks were slightly raised, and she looked defenseless, which made people's blood surge. I was already fascinated by my mother's outfit. Now I am at home again. I don't have to suppress my strong desires when I am outside, but I just want to indulge in releasing them.

I wrapped my mother from behind and pressed it on without saying a word, letting my enlarged lower body poke on my mother's plump round buttocks, rubbing it freely.

The elastic softness made my cock grow bigger and bigger until I pushed my pants up.

My mother was changing her shoes. I was so aggressive that I couldn't resist for a while, so I could only cry out and struggle slightly.

I also took advantage of this angle to take advantage of my mother's center of gravity and used gentle techniques to stroke my mother's thighs, gently teasing the tender flesh on the inner side of my legs with my fingertips, leaning against my mother's ears, kissing and touching them with my lips, allowing the wet tongue to wander around my mother's ears, licking the earlobes, and gently blowing towards the sensitive ears.

After spending so many joys with my mother, I already knew the sensitive belt on my mother and launched an offensive without hesitation.

My mother also retreated step by step under my caress. Her moans became louder and louder, but her resistance became much weaker.

Seeing that the time was almost the same, I put it on my mother's ear and said passionately: Dear, I can't help it anymore, I want you.

As I said that, my hands had moved from my legs to the edge of my mother's skirt.

After all, the short skirt is not like pants. Just a light lifting it reveals the round buttocks wrapped in black stockings.

I stared at the wonderful circle, and there was only one thought left in my heart. I wanted to possess it, leave my mark, and make my mother become a woman who belongs only to me.

Thinking of this, the various eyes from other men during the day unintentionally ignited the exclusiveness in my heart and further stimulated my fighting spirit.

My hand gently patted the plump buttocks, then pulled down the black stockings roughly, greedily admiring my mother's snow-like skin.

My mother was also a little uneasy and twisted her butt slightly. This time she wanted to seduce me. She was so excited that I slapped her ass again, as if she was declaring that she was going to insert it.

Bring and cover.Under my teasing and stimulation, my mother seemed to have entered a state of emotion. She no longer resisted my invasion, but gave me a reminder.

But at this moment, I was thinking about how to fuck my mother to death, and just wanted to fill my semen with my uterus. I wanted to turn my mother into my shape so that my mother could only become my woman.

I leaned against my mother's ear and said slowly and gently: Wife, I want to make your belly bigger and give me a baby.Thinking of this, I could no longer control the reins in my mind and just wanted to ride a horse.

When the mother heard what I said, she was panicked and her body kept moving. She didn't expect her son to make such a explicit and shameful request, let alone his own son. Even if she loved him again, how could she have a baby with him?

At this time, the mother seemed to be trapped in the temptation of the devil, and in the blink of an eye it was too late to escape.

I ignored my mother's resistance and struggle, aimed at the hole and inserted it hard.

My mother's private parts were completely wet, and even if my movements were a little rough, it would have no effect.

The penis was pushed into the warm vagina inch by inch. The delicate lines scraped the sensitive glans, and it was like kissing it. This refreshing feeling was exactly the happiness I had been expecting for a long time. I immediately became immersed in the pleasure of carnality, sprinted in my mother's body, constantly pushing towards the deepest part, and hitting my mother's flower heart one after another.

My mother's cervix also wrapped me gently as if sucking during my intense thrusting.

The contraction and wriggling of the flesh walls produced a strong sense of pleasure, as if I wanted to suck out my soul.

The wonderful taste entangled me like a barnacle. I lay on my mother's tender white and plump buttocks, constantly poking my waist. My mother was pressed on the table in the living room by me, like a little bitch, her chest pressed on the table and turned into an oval shape. Her arms weakly grabbed the edge of the table, raised her buttocks, showed her beautiful labia in front of me, exposing all the most private parts to me, and then let me thrust in and out.

I kept thorning my mother in a mess, causing the lips to open and close as the penis went in and out. The junction between my mother and me had become a mess, including love juice and first fluid. They mixed together and became sticky, and then they became foamy in repeated collisions. A few drops slowly dripped from my mother's pussy, looking extremely lewd.

I felt that this is the case alone, but I could not satisfy the violent desire for conquest in my heart. I stretched forward with both hands and grabbed my mother's hand and pulled it back.

My mother's arms were stretched back and stretched back, and her shoulders naturally gathered in. Looking at the dignified and elegant mother's current state, something seemed to be ignited in my mind. I grabbed my arms and started sprinting hard.

With my mother's two lotus arms as a helping hand, I can also insert it deeper and deeper, and my mother's appearance of being controlled by me at will also satisfy me.

Although my mother felt ashamed at first and closed her mouth tightly and didn't want to make a sound, I kept hitting the heart of the flower, and the small resistance was immediately unable to continue. A faint panting sound came out of her mouth, which sounded beautiful and charming, and even her ears were about to melt.

I admired my mother's body, savored her moans, and watched her up and down under my crotch, so I was so refreshed that I almost ejaculated.

I adjusted my rhythm and thrust deep and shallowly, and my mother's body also changed from shaking to tremor with my amplitude, as if electric currents were passing through my body.

This back position lasted for a while, and I could only hear the room full of the sound of physical collisions and the fiery breathing. I felt like I was almost at my limit and stopped immediately.

This suddenly seemed to make my mother, who was enjoying the pleasure, a little dissatisfied. She felt that my movements stopped and actually pressed her body backwards to rub their genitals.

I was very pleased to see my mother enjoying her so much. I let go of her hand, grabbed her waist, turned her over, and looked like she was sitting on the table.

At this time, my mother's face was as red as clouds, her breathing was messy and without rhythm, and her elegant and formal suit was also ruined. Her turned up skirt was hung around her waist, her arms were supported on the table, her legs were spread out, and her private pussy, which was fucked, was completely visible, and she seemed to be talking to enjoy me to the fullest.

My mother seemed to feel that such a lewd posture was too ashamed and wanted to cover her face with her hands, but I didn't give her so free, and she pounced on her like a wolf howling. My mother's upper body was pressed on the table by me, and she kept bearing my in and out from below. I looked at my mother who seemed so cute that she was venting her desire and couldn't help but kiss her. The tongues of the two naturally entangled together, and the strong desire exchanged with saliva. It was not until the kiss was about to dry, and she finally let go.

I was completely confused and full of my mother. I held my mother's back and attacked more fiercely with my lower body, muttering to my wife.

When my mother heard that I called her, she did not refute or respond, but just made a ummy voice.

It's about to cum!I shouted, I had reached my limit, and I could not suppress the male juice that was about to be squirted out under such a fast pace.

When my mother heard me say this, she struggled to spell out a few words from her mouth: No... don't ejaculate inside...

Then you have to call me husband.I took this opportunity to fulfill my long-standing delusion. When my mother heard what I said, she not only did not respond, but instead struggled hard and shouted, "Rogue!"Rogue!

My mother's resistance made me even more excited. Finally, I could no longer suppress my sperm and injected all the thick white liquid into my mother's body.

One after another, hot semen hit her mother's vagina and poured it on her flower heart, which also brought her to orgasm. She just felt that her body seemed to be no longer her own, and her soul and body separated and flew into the sky.

My mother only felt something hot was flowing around her mouth, but she didn't notice it because of the climax. It was the saliva that was uncontrollable.

After the climax, I hugged my mother and lay on the sofa, resting while savoring.

The beautiful suit on my mother was also messy because of my roughness, but it had a different kind of beauty.

I put my half-soft dick on my mother's stockings, felt the delicate velvet touch, leaned against my mother and said to her: Wife, you are so awesome.

Before her mother could recover from the afterglow of orgasm, she was still breathing, tender and gentle, sounding like she was seducing.

My mother pinched my waist and said: You are such a rogue. Where did you learn such a bad thing?As he spoke, my mother's face turned red again, as if she remembered the dirty words I had before.

After a while of rest, my mother said she wanted to take a shower, stood up and tidied up her clothes and went into the bathroom. I looked at my mother's back, and the messy clothes strengthened the desire for invasion in my heart, and a wave of evil fire ignited again.

Wife, I'm here!I shouted and chased my mother into the bathroom. My mother didn't expect me to attack again. She cried and said she didn't want it.

How could I give up? Soon, the sound of slap and slap sounded again, and my mother and I merged into one again.

Slow, slower...Ah, Ah, you are really like a cow, you can't stand it anymore... My mother panted and wanted to forgive me, and her weak appearance as if she was pear blossoms further inspired my fighting spirit.

The endless spring scenery enveloped the bathroom, and in the living room, the kitten, who was awakened by the sound of sex, stretched and changed his position, and fell asleep again as if he couldn't hear it.