Chapter 46-47

What matches the night is the gentle light emitted by the desk lamp.

The cobalt white is too cold, and the orange is too ambiguous. Once the two are combined, they produce a clear warmth, just like the hand that has been caressing the face, carrying the scent of citrus flowers, which makes people calm down from the bottom of their hearts.

The mother's side face, soaked by such light, looked peaceful and quiet, as if she had turned the time back several years ago.

My mother now, full of thoughts, exudes a sad atmosphere from her heart, which makes me feel distressed; and at that time, she was the only support in my heart, the warm embrace, and the Kapok that supported my entire world.

Pay attention to the images in this poem. The unique scenery represents the author's mood at this time. The pictures that look cheerful, such as the spring breeze is proud and the horse's hooves are rushing, which expresses the poet's excitement and joy, and those more desolate...

Since I missed a few days of classes before hospitalization, I asked my mother to help me with some tutoring in the evening.

My attitude towards learning is actually very indifferent. I don’t have any strong desire to win, and I don’t have any excessive expectations for myself. It’s enough to just think that it’s just ordinary.

But now, my mood is different.

That day in the hospital, my mother said that when I get into a good high school, I will consider the relationship between me and her.

This is not a clear commitment, but there are still hopes for further development.

This alone is enough to convince myself to start working hard for this.

In my heart, mother is everything, and this idea is the same as before. However, now I am not a simple child. I have gradually understood the affairs of men and women, and I also know that my feelings for my mother are the kind of men's love for women, not just the son's dependence on mothers.

The desire for my mother's possession was like a vine and twisted and twisted in my heart, and occasionally it would make me burst into some exciting things that I was surprised afterwards.

I looked closely at my mother who was telling the textbook seriously. Her expression was focused and confident. As a teacher, she did not have the sense of aloofness in school. This ethereal and invisible heroic spirit once again raised my mother's charm and ignited the desire to conquer in my heart that was waiting for an opportunity.

As my mother talked, she paused and gently tugged at the broken hair on her forehead.

I swallowed, but couldn't listen to what my mother was saying. The words were poured into my ears like running water, and my thoughts began to scatter like wandering.

In my mind, uncontrollably, those illogical delusions flashed alternately. I silently pressed on my mother's body, and my hands quietly touched them from the hem of my clothes, swimming freely like exploring a treasure, sliding across my tender abdomen, and moving upwards, quietly climbing up the smooth snow peak of breasts, grabbing the pink grapes, rubbing them gently, feeling the nipple become full and full, and upright. My mother also murmured in this attack, but just grabbed my wrist, but refused to push it away toughly, looking like she wanted to refuse and welcome her.

I also took advantage of the situation to become more bold, exhale against my mother's jade neck, took my earlobes that looked like dripping with nectar, and licked and sucked carefully.

Under such stimulation, my mother trembled slightly, and her small mouth emitted a warm breath that was dissipated with one touch, which made people's desire soar. The movements on her hands unconsciously increased. One hand changed from stroking to almost ravage kneading, and the other hand fell into the gurgling private parts, and used her fingertips to carefully taste the last secret of her mother's seductive body.

cough.

My delusion that started to go wild was shattered by my mother's crisp cough. I calmed down and found that my mother was sitting upright at the table, looking at the book wholeheartedly, without raising her head, as if she knew that I was distracted.

I miss my mind and read books carefully.My mother's tone was a kind of coldness mixed with helplessness. It was clearly a tutoring I asked for, but I was thinking about it all, which made me feel a little embarrassed.

I scratched my head, and to relieve the embarrassment, I leaned over and kissed my mother on the cheek, as if the end of the dragonfly quickly touched the water surface.

The kiss at this time is not a manifestation of lust, but my spoiled act of my mother as a child.

My mother glanced at me and rolled my eyes as usual.

I really like my mother's expression of rolling her eyes, with a hint of charm between her eyebrows and eyes, which reflects her beauty in different senses.

Here, if you look at it again, you must not only memorize it, but also learn to use it flexibly and freely, so that you can get high scores in the exam.My mother was talking about the key points tirelessly. Although I tried to concentrate on listening, I was still a little distracted from time to time. After all, with a beautiful woman like my mother sitting next to me, I had to be able to listen attentively. What kind of nerd can reach this level?

The tutoring with my mother is over in a blink of an eye. If I were just studying, I would probably complain that time passed too slowly, but now time seems to have passed without realizing it.

I stretched and saw my mother standing up, putting away the unfolded books one by one, knocking them on the table from time to time, looking like a news program announcer.

Then, as I imagined, I leaned behind my mother, put my arm on my waist, gently hugged her, and leaned my head on my mother's beautiful hair like wet black feathers, breathing the delicate fragrance like lavender, almost burying my entire face.

My mother twisted her body. She was packing things and was very dissatisfied with being held by me like this. Her movements were restricted. She pushed me with her back, and she was full of blame: How old she is, and she still pesters her mother to act coquettishly all day long. I really don’t know how ashamed.

I took advantage of the opportunity to stick to my mother tighter, but my mind was already thinking about it. I continued the scene of invading from behind, and naturally my lower body pushed up without hesitation and rubbed against my mother's round buttocks.

Naturally, my mother was not unresponsive. She soon felt a hot feeling coming from her buttocks. The hard thing was poking her straight, and it almost became something she had used to, and she no longer felt shy at the beginning.

My mother wanted to scold me, but when she said something, she felt it was too straightforward, so she had to sigh.

She was naturally angry about the fact that I always wanted to take advantage of her, but many of my practices were often too obvious and childish, which made her feel a little funny. She often laughed and scolded the little pervert and followed me.

But this time my mother was not the kind of attitude of letting her go. She shook her shoulders and patted my hand before finally breaking out of my arms. This time, my mother's expression seemed much more serious than before. She stared at my eyes tightly, and even her tone became solemn.

Xiaotong, you are so old, you should no longer act like you are coquettish with your mother like this. How can a mature boy stay so close to you all the time.

I just like you and hug you. Why do I always be my child?I have said it many times. I only like you. It is not normal for you to be close to the person you like. How can a young couple not be kind to me?I curled my lips and didn't care about my mother's attitude. She subconsciously always regarded me as a child who had not grown up. Although I was underage, I also understood a lot of things I should understand.

My mother likes to use this as a reason to escape my feelings, which makes me very unhappy.

My mother looked at my pretended adult appearance and listened to my unconcealed love. A smile appeared on her face, but her expression was also bulging. She didn't know what to do for a moment.

She stood there and hesitated for a moment, and finally rolled her eyes and told me to go to bed in my room early. After that, she walked out of the room and looked like she was about to rest.

When I heard this, I burst into tears in my heart. I originally wanted to sleep with my mother today, but how could I be so simple that I was turned away, so I quickly followed my mother's pace and ran over.

My mother was about to close the door of the house, but I pressed the door, opened a large enough gap, and then slipped into my mother's room in one breath.

What's going on? Xiaotong said that you were going back to your room and sleeping. Why don't you go quickly? What are you doing when you run to your mother's house?

My mother's tone was a little impatient, but I used my stubborn ability to bury into my mother's quilt like a loach that I couldn't catch, wrapped myself into a cocoon with the quilt, showing that I would never leave.

I exposed my head from the quilt and called on my mother to come and sleep together.

My mother came to the bed and pulled me a few times, but how could her strength be compared with me?

Once you surrender to your mother, you will not be able to sleep with your mother in the future.

Thinking of this, my determination to never leave became stronger. I grabbed the bed sheet tightly and clamped all my weight firmly on the bed. No matter how my mother pulled it, it would remain motionless like a Dinghai Shen Needle.

My mother worked hard for a while and found that she couldn't pull me up, but she made me so tired that she was out of breath.

The last expression I had to go, let go of my hand.

I knew how to accept this small victory and quickly opened the quilt and let my mother come in.

You child, really... Mother shook her head, her face full of helplessness. After she found that she could not drive me away easily, she didn't say anything else. She ignored my flattery and lay down on her own, deliberately keeping a short distance from me. The empty space on the bed was enough to hold another person.

My mother turned her back to me deliberately, trying hard to distinguish the boundaries from me.

Of course, I won’t let my mother succeed. The space on the bed is so big. No matter how much my mother hides, she will have nowhere to go in the end.

So I quickly moved, leaned against my mother, reached out and hugged her from behind.

My hands were placed on my mother's lower abdomen, and my body was already pressed against my mother's back. My erect penis was pressed against my mother's buttocks, looking eager to try.

This is my favorite position, but I usually hold my mother from the front, but this time I can't help but feel a little fresh and more excited than usual.

Just as I was about to do something, I heard a sigh from my mother, a long and distant sigh. This tone seemed to be in my heart. We are mother and son, and we can't do some things, you should understand this truth. Xiaotong.You can't always rely on your mother as before, you have your girlfriend.Li Xiaofei is a good girl. The relationship between you two is very good. In the future, you will start a family and establish a house. Then I will be the role to leave.You must ensure that you live your own life well and not always get entangled with me. Our relationship is mother and son, and it is limited to this.

My mother's words sounded so heavy, like a mountain pressing on me, and my emotions became excited, and I said to my mother: I like Li Xiaofei just because she looks very similar to you, and she has your shadow on her. In fact, I still like you.

After hearing this, my mother was shocked and then calmed down without saying a word. I didn't know what the person was thinking. Seeing that my mother had no reaction, I put my hips on my buttocks and pressed her hard cock between my mother's legs.

My strong invasion was soon discovered by my mother. My mother moved her body forward and wanted to escape from my approach, but how could I miss this great opportunity so easily? Now my desire is high, and my mother's several warmth awakened the beasts in my body. Her desire for my mother's body shattered my reason and controlled everything in my mind.

I kept rubbing my cock against my mother's round buttocks, trying to squeeze more pleasure from my mother's body, so I entangled my mother like a cat in heat and refused to let go easily.

Xiaotong, don’t do this anymore.My mother still looked hiding, which aroused my interest in harassment, so my originally idle hand also started small movements and gently rubbed it on my mother's lower abdomen.

Let go and stop.

My mother's voice suddenly became very cold. This command was like a warning to me when I was a child, awakening my fear of my mother's power, so my body stopped suddenly and unconsciously shrank back.

Lean back, you almost squeezed me down.

My mother leaned over, but this time I no longer dared to act rashly, so I had to keep a certain distance from my mother, move backwards, and return to where I lay down.

My mother seemed to have been liberated and her posture was much more relaxed than before. My mother turned over, but did not face me, but stared at the ceiling.

Go to bed early and get up tomorrow.The mother gave a cold and indifferent instruction and adjusted the position of the pillow.

Um.

I responded, and the room returned to silence, and I could only hear the sound of the wind rushing out of the window, and the sound of the wind rushing into the gap.

Then, it sounded like a strong wind wrapped around the leaves, making a sound like a sand ball.

I was wondering why the weather was still very calm just now, but before I could finish thinking, a white flash appeared in front of me, and then a thunder blew up, shaking the glass a little shaking.

I was about to get up and close the window tighter, but when I turned my head, I found that my mother was trembling under the quilt.

My mother has always been afraid of lightning and thunder. Although she was lying with me, she was probably because of her alienation. She was still frightened by the sudden thunder, so that her body kept trembling.

I originally wanted to say something, but then I thought that no matter how much I say at this time, it would be meaningless. Instead of coaxing my mother not to be afraid, it would be better to act directly like last time.

So I quickly approached my mother, pulled the quilt open, and hugged her in my arms.

My mother gently pushed my chest, trying to take off my arms, but this time I refused to let go of anything I said. She hugged her tightly and hugged her in her arms, hoping that such warmth would be enough to soothe my mother's fear.

My mother tried to break free, but in the end she had no results, so she had to give up and lay quietly in my arms.

The night of lightning and lightning was the mother's most fearful. Whether holding a quilt or a kitten, it could not completely solve her fear in her heart. But for some reason, now that she was huddled in her son's arms, everything outside became not scary at all. This warm and powerful hug covered her like a shelter, allowing her to feel safety and peace from the bottom of her heart. The idea of ​​escaping at the beginning gradually disappeared.

The drizzle sounded and the heavy rain guided by lightning and thunder finally arrived. I don’t know why the weather has been so volatile recently, and the accuracy of the usual weather forecast has also lost its effectiveness at this time.

I gently stroked my mother's back and listened quietly to the rain outside the window. The raindrops fell on the window and made a clear slap. The slap was like some kind of musical instrument with a unique taste, which made people feel at ease under the accompaniment of the wind.

The disturbing thunder also left tactfully. The night was washed by the rain, and the air in the room was much more relaxed.

After a while, I could no longer hear the thunder, and my mother pushed my body and broke free from my arms.

I wanted to continue holding my mother, but now she refused my contact repeatedly, which made me a little discouraged, and that cheeky spirit disappeared.

My mother turned around and looked at me. Her expression was no longer as cold as before, but there was still a complicated look between her eyebrows and eyes, which made people feel a little worried.

The mother hesitated for a while, as if she was considering the words she was about to say. She took a deep breath and her voice calmed down.

For her mother, she is no longer the youthful look of pursuing love as a girl. Now she has carried too much on her shoulders and too many things to consider. She cannot and should not act recklessly. The warmth and peace of mind her son brought her made her feel a little shaken and a little confused, but in the end she tried hard to convince herself to cut off the unnecessary feelings. She deeply engraved a thread in her heart, warning herself not to make any undue mistakes.

Xiaotong, you should be calm. No matter what, I am your mother. This is a fact that cannot be changed. You should know what this means.There is no mother and son in the world who live together like a couple. That is wrong, it is contrary to ethical, and it is not accepted by society. Mom does not want you to embark on this wrong path. You are still not mature at all now. The kind of thought in your heart is the courage of young people. When you are more sensible, you will know how ridiculous your thoughts are. I don’t need to refuse, and you will take the initiative to keep a distance from me.After all, I am just a companion in the first half of your life. I can't accompany you until the end. Do you understand this?

So, you have to think about it carefully and think clearly that your future is still broad. As long as you can remember that I am filial to me in the future, I will be satisfied. Which mother does not want her son to live a better life?You are still young and ignorant. Mom doesn't want you to regret it in the future. So from now on, we will divide the distance between you. Don't always act coquettishly towards your mother, and don't always sleep with me...

Before my mother could finish her words, she seemed to be interrupting her outside the window, and a muffled thunder suddenly sounded. My mother was thinking about what she was going to say, but she was unprepared. She was startled by the sudden thunder and suddenly became so dull that she felt as if she was staring at by a mongoose.

Seeing this, I hurriedly put my mother in my arms, patted her on the back, and comforted her.

It's not what you think. Of course I know what you said. Because I know, I can't regret it at all.I know very well the consequences of doing this, but I don’t worry or mind. For me, nothing else is very important. Only you have a unique position in my heart.Apart from you, I can't imagine living with other people and even the end of my life. If the person who is by my side is not you, it will definitely not be a kind of happiness, but a kind of punishment, a kind of pain.You must believe that I love you from the bottom of my heart. I am no longer a little furry who understands nothing. I understand responsibility, truth, and love more.Even so, I want to tell you that I really love you, and this feeling is not false.

I took my mother's hand, put it on my chest, and poured my magnificent will into my eyes, looking at her eyes without any wavering.

The thunder outside the window shook again, and suddenly the lightning passed by brightened the room. My mother's expression was very entangled, just like a drip of water that had condensed. I held my mother's hand tightly, hugged her in my arms again, and said softly: Now, I understand that my responsibility is to protect you. As long as you are all well, it is enough to me.

After saying that, I kissed my mother's forehead. My mother was still at a loss. She turned her head and wanted to avoid it. But I increased the strength in my hand, hugged her tightly, and then moved. First kissed her forehead, then went down, and drew her lips across the bridge of her nose, and finally came to her lotus-like lips.

I gently pressed my lips on it. The touch of my mother's lips seemed to melt people's will, making me intoxicated. I carefully ate my mother's lips with my teeth, feeling the clear and sweetness like crystal grapes, the softness as if frozen, and the faint fragrance.

My desire is naturally not limited to this. After the greedy kiss, I stuck out my tongue and groped back and forth on my mother's cherry lips. My mother's cheeks were red like a newly broken pomegranate, moist and crystal red. It had no resistance to my strong occupation of her lips. Perhaps it was because of the fear of Lei Shan that she had lost all her strength, or perhaps my mother's thoughts were still very confused now and she didn't know how to face everything in front of her.

In the mother's heart, it was like Chen Tan's quiet water was ripped with a few ripples, and her originally firm will became weak by her son's fire-like courage.

She had already decided to draw a clear line with her son, so that she could become selfless, but unexpectedly, the newly bursting determination was ripped out by Lei Ming and his son's confession, which made her heart become confused.

She has always convinced herself on the grounds that the child is still young, but today she feels that he is no longer a little devil. His arms are reliable enough to warm herself and rest assured as the pillars of the family.

In front of such a son, she was also confused. The majesty based on her mother began to collapse, and eventually pulled the two of them to the same level.

Faced with her son's gradually skillful kiss, she no longer knew how to deal with it. She could have refused, but now, she herself felt the long-lost feeling of nourishment from this kiss, and the feeling of being cared for as a woman.

The son's kiss had a superb teasing meaning. This disgusting contact made her start to feel moved, and gradually became fascinated by this passionate kiss.

I savored my mother's lips delicately, touched and separated over and over again, until this gentle foreplay completely ignited the flame of lust in my heart. I felt that my mother seemed to have changed a little, and the breathing that appeared between her lips and teeth was a delicate feeling, tempting and cutting off the little reason left by me. I admired my mother's delicate face, and the feeling of love in my heart couldn't help but overflow. I was extremely sure that I loved my mother deeply. When facing other women, this kind of feeling had never appeared. Even when I was with Zhang Keying, I was more driven by desire, rather than being really moved by love like now.

I kissed me again. This time my mother did not close her teeth like the last time, so she gave me an opportunity to take advantage of it. While pressing her lips, I put my tongue deep into my mother's mouth. After that intense and lingering tongue kiss, I had become much more skilled, and naturally I also know how to motivate my mother's emotions.

My mother was shocked to find that the city gate was lost and wanted to push my tongue out, but I didn't give her this opportunity. She flexibly got in, wrapped around her tongue, licked it repeatedly, and drew circles on her mother's little tongue with the tip of her tongue.

My mother made a whimpering sound, as if she wanted to say something. I went further and turned my tongue back and forth in my mother's mouth, touching my mother's tongue from various angles, bringing different stimulations.

At the same time, my hand also put on my mother's fragrant buttocks and rubbed them with extremely gentle techniques. The gentler the technique, the stronger the functional stimulation it brings. Only when it is close and separate can it be called teasing and make people feel desire.

My mother's pajamas fabric is soft and thin, so the buttocks feel better than usual.

Thanks to the fitness dance that her mother loves, her buttocks are not that fat and soft touch, but full and tight, just like a night pearl.

I kept rubbing my mother's buttocks with my palms, and my fingers were also bent gently and pressed carefully with my fingertips, feeling the unique elasticity.

My mother seemed to be so uncontrollable that she was so rude that she could not control herself. She quickly reached out and held my hand to prevent me from doing anything bad again.

But my mother's hands were as soft as boneless, and this restraint was too weak and could not stop me from moving.

While I was engrossed with my mother's lips, entangled with my mother's tongue, and tasted the nectar-like saliva in the exchange of saliva. On the other hand, I moved my hands restlessly on my buttocks, gently lifted them up, sucked my fingers into the flesh, and massaged them with my palms. Although one hand was not enough to hold my mother's round buttocks, it could also be said to be playing with it intoxicatingly.

My mother had the intention to stop her at first, but she soon became soft in my arms and tightly pressed against my body.

I could feel the two soft breasts on my mother's chest trembled on my chest, and it was almost infinitely close to the naked breasts rubbing against me through the thin fabric.

I couldn't help but think of my mother and I naked, and their bodies were entangled. My mother held up her proud breasts and pressed them on me, letting the breast balls wander on my body like a massage, and gradually moved down from my chest. The softness was sinking on my ribs, on my abdomen, and came between my legs, clamping my cock with the deep and charming cleavage, and then rub it.

I looked at my mother who provided me with special services. Although I felt a burst of pleasure from my penis, I didn’t give in too much visual stimulation.

My mother's plump and charming breasts pressed against my cock. I twisted my waist and let my cock twitch back and forth between my breasts, and then pressed my hands on my mother's breasts. I rubbed my breasts and felt the softness of my cock while pressing my penis tightly. Under these double stimulation, I could also look at my mother's confused and shy face, which looked like a dream-like shy and timid face, and she faded away the rippling of her cold temperament. The extremely seductive panting made me intoxicated, and I got the most extreme enjoyment at the peak of possession and conquest.

I don’t know how long it took, but my mother took the initiative to disconnect the long wet kiss like night. Under my fire-like invasion, my mother had already opened the city gate, constantly whining, breathing warm and moisture, and she looked like her lust was completely aroused: I can’t...... I will continue to make mistakes............

I didn't let my mother finish speaking, and I took away my lips. No matter what, I would let my mother accept me, and naturally I wouldn't let her escape at this time.

I once again pulled my mother back to the abyss of desire and inserted my penis between the cracks of my mother's legs.

This kind of vague stock has been done many times, and I am already extremely skilled. Although I have not really made love with meat, this kind of vague itch is also a unique feeling.

My mother's legs were intertwined, as if she was repelling my attack, but I was already familiar with this kind of resistance based on reserve. I let my penis press close to my mother's private parts, holding my mother's plump buttocks with both hands, and her lips and tongue were still entangled like fire.

The rain outside the window continued to knock on the glass window under the ensemble of wind, and the indoors was filled with spring. I followed the sound of raindrops and thrust back and forth between my mother's legs with my cock.

The dense feeling of the legs and the fine and roughness of the fabric further amplified the pleasure generated by friction, but what excited me the most was this position. This position, which was only one step away from inserting into my mother's pussy, was enough to update the delusions in my mind several times.

While I fantasizing about having the deepest communication with my mother, I usually get pleasure from my mother's body.

For some reason, my mother did not refuse such blasphemy as me. Instead, she cooperated a little. The kiss between the two was smooth and smooth as if it was combined into one, and my mother's body shook gently with my thrust.

If the first time I rubbed between my mother's legs, it was awkward, then there is no obstacle to having sex outside the body, and what is given back is the pleasure that is enough to fill the brain.

Through repeated collisions, what I accumulated reached its limit, and my mind instantly became blank, and even the ability to think was pulled away.

I released my semen to my heart's content and ejaculated all on my pants, and my penis was addicted to the afterglow of the ejaculation.

Although my mother's pussy was rubbed like this, she also gained the corresponding pleasure. Finally, under the almost intoxicating kiss and the touch of her penis, she also ushered in a small climax. The love juice flowed out of her pussy, like the dew on the peony petals, wet her panties.

After a brief period of tenderness, my mother pushed me away and quickly pulled a few pieces from the draw paper on the bedside table, then she threw her head in front of me regardless of everything, told me to wipe it clean by myself, and she quickly got out of bed and ran out of the room.

I simply wiped the penis that had not yet been completely softened, and wiped off the sticky semen attached to my underwear and pubic hair. Not only did I become a little curious about my mother's escape, but I walked to the kitchen quietly.

There is a small frosted window next to the exhaust fan in the kitchen, where I used to do my hands and feet, and let the closed window open a small gap, from which it is enough to see the scene in the bathroom.

I squinted my eyes and looked at the gap with one eye.

I saw my mother standing there with a red face and staring blankly in front of the mirror. After a while, she seemed to come back to her senses. She quickly peeled off her pajamas. Her fair skin, plump breasts, and perfect body curves were exposed in front of me. I swallowed, and the little brother who had just had an orgasm began to move again.

The mother finally took off her underwear, but did not throw it aside, but picked it up and took it a look.

Although I didn't see it very clearly, I noticed that my mother's underwear seemed to be wet. I couldn't help but be ecstatic when I saw this. It turned out that my mother didn't feel anything at all, and I could also make my mother reach orgasm.

When I thought about it, I remembered that my mother was also a woman, so naturally she would have needs in that aspect, but she always looked as if she was abstinent and was very reserved, which made me completely unable to think of her mother’s needs.

But in this way, I realized that I also had the opportunity to serve my mother and let her accept me subtly.

After staring at the underwear for a while, my mother threw it away and turned on the shower in the bathroom. I peeked at my mother's delicate body, my blood was wide open, and my hand unknowingly held the erect penis that had been erect again.

My mother was adjusting the size of the shower with her back to me. The water splashed on her smooth and white back. The water drops rubbed across her ventral side and flowed onto her slender legs, and finally dripped to the ground.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is my mother's plump buttocks, which are more obvious without her pants. My mother's buttocks are slightly raised, and the curves of her buttocks look very beautiful and have no sense of collapse.

Looking at this plump buttocks that can be called a work of art, I couldn't help but recall the moment I was holding it with one hand, and delusions rose in my mind again, fantasizing that I had just changed my position, prying open the gap between my buttocks with my penis from behind, thrusting in the gap between my mother's legs, hitting the round buttocks, and trembling in the waves, wave after wave. I patted my mother's buttocks, listening to the crisp sound of the puffs, and looking at the shaking buttocks, the frequency of thrusting became faster.

In reality, I was holding my cock and masturbating back and forth at my mother's naked body, and as I imagined, I increased the frequency on my hands.

After a while, the sound of water stopped and I suddenly became nervous, thinking that my mother was about to come out.

But after looking at it for a while, my mother just applied shower gel on her body, turned around, and turned on the shower again.

This time, my turn revealed my mother's front. The rippling breasts stood erect on my mother's chest. It was as straight as my mother's buttocks, making people look like the word "perfect" naturally revealing the word "perfection" in my mind. Of course, I can no longer be familiar with these big breasts. Although I lack the shocking feeling when I first met, I can appreciate its beauty more thanks to it.

Of course, what I care about the most was the lower side of my mother's lower abdomen. I put aside my charming breasts and found my mother's waist that was holding in one hand, and then downwards was my mother's pussy.

My mother also lowered her head and stared at her pussy. She was stunned for a while, then she opened and closed the vaginal opening and closing. The honey liquid slowly flowed out and collided with the mist of water, becoming hazy.

Although I didn't see it so clearly, it was already exciting enough for me. I frantically stroked my cock, fantasizing that I could finally enter from the gurgling stream, and to the depths of my mother's flower heart, my hard cock was wrapped in my soft and tender vaginal flesh, and my whole body melted.

As I thought about it, I felt an electric current-like stimulation coming from my lower abdomen. There was no doubt that under such masturbation, I ejaculated again.

I took the paper my mother threw to me just now, hurriedly cleaned it up, and then carefully looked at the cracks in the window.

My mother had washed and was wiping her body with a bath towel.

I hurriedly got off the stool and ran back to my mother's room and lay down. My heart was still pounding, and my mind was full of my mother's naked body.

At the same time, over-explosive energy also made me exhausted, and I felt my eyelids become heavy, and then, everything went dark.