It is difficult to calm down when you think of this kind of thing. After all, not every family will have such a thing...
Or it is impossible to happen. I still feel very excited when I typed it word by word. After all, if I don't get it right, it will be social news.
What should I say? Let’s talk about the name first, my name is Xu Xiangquan
When things started, it was probably said that they had started before they even went to elementary school.
When I was still a kindergarten kid, I found that it was itchy when I was lying on the bed and rubbing the mattress. After grinding, I found that my little cock would become thicker and harder. I wanted to pee but couldn't pee. It was very uncomfortable. I had to wait until it gradually became normal before I could pee. And I barely squeezed out my penis one after another.
At that time, he shared with other children stupidly that it would be very comfortable to lie down and keep moving. Now I think about it so idiots are so idiots.
Because the stimulation of grinding the mattress has not been very enough, I didn't know how to climax at that time. But I felt itchy and felt a little comfortable when I was tired. I stopped when I was tired, and I didn't seem to be able to do anything.
The behavior of grinding a mattress continued until the third grade of elementary school. A classmate who was over-age was discussing the issue of pistol shooting...
Of course he didn't call him a pistol, but he just showed off that he would rub his penis with his hands and then he would feel very comfortable
Only then did I realize that there were ways to evolve again by grinding a mattress, and after I got home, I was very excited to try it
At the beginning, I couldn't catch it better. I used my thumb and index finger to clamp the bird wrapped in the foreskin to move, but I always felt that it was not comfortable enough.
After a long time, I learned to grab the bird with my whole hand and move it back and forth, and then I felt satisfied after feeling a numbness.
At first, when the pistol reached orgasm, only a little bit of sticky liquid ran out of the wrapped bird's head. Later, as the number of times was implemented, the bird seemed to be bigger and bigger, thicker and harder. When it was most comfortable, the liquid came out became whiter and more and more.
By the fourth grade of elementary school, it can basically be considered semen
Is this considered precocious puberty?
The consequence of early pistol attack seems to be that I grew very slowly later, because my father and mother's height is a little higher than the average among ordinary people. Dad is 182, mom is 170, but I seem to have been underdeveloped. Let's talk about it later.
I've already talked about my mother, so I'll describe it. After all, what happened later was related to her. My mother gave birth to me at the age of 23. She was 170 and weighed 52 kilograms. The cup was the limit that would sag if it was too big. If it was too big, it would be impossible to resist gravity). But of course, I only found out about the cup a long time later.
Because of the height, the legs are also very long, so I later became a stocking control and should be related to my mother's beautiful legs.
Although it is considered taller among women, the mother's face is very small, with her big wavy brown curly hair very much like a model in a popular Japanese magazine. It is considered a style that is at the forefront of the times.
The eyes are thin and long, the eyelashes are also very long, and the ends of the eyes are very touching. Other facial features, including the nose and mouth are all small and cute, after all, the face is small
Especially the part of the mouth, it is small and tender, but the corners of the mouth are upturned, which makes people feel very fascinating at first glance.
In terms of personality, my mother is a bit strict, she has very strict requirements on my studies, and is also careful in controlling my overall education.
But maybe it was too tight, so after I got out of track, the consequences seemed to become very serious. Of course, this is a story later
My mother has been working in an international trading company since she graduated from college, so her career is a very typical office OL
Because of professionalism, I have to wear stockings all day since I go out.
The slender and even legs with stockings on them are really the level of a murder weapon. It is hard not to let the nearby men look at each other a few more times. A pair of beautiful legs in stockings seem to emit light, so I can't blame me if I become stockings later, because the temptation is around me?
My mother's company is very strange. In summer, employees are required to wear skin-colored stockings, and in winter, they are replaced with black ones, so the wardrobe at home is basically filled with these two colors of stockings, so I basically have stockings to watch every day.
When will you like to watch stockings? Anyway, you will always be addicted to your mother's beautiful legs when you look at her stockings all day long.
About the fifth grade of elementary school, my mother came back from get off work one day and looked serious.
I was watching cartoons in the living room, so my mother called me over and asked me to take off my pants and show her. I asked me why?
She said that a colleague's son had a fever a while ago, but he burned a ball of eggs, which seemed to shrink and couldn't be used, so my mother wanted to see if I had any problems with mine.
Let me note that my father hadn’t come home from get off work yet, otherwise someone might wonder where my father went?
I heard from my mother that I don’t understand my son very much. I only know that it seems to be very serious. In short, I took off my shorts obediently, and the hanging bird ran out. My mother looked at it and squatted down and held my bird with her soft hands to start researching.
Remind that I could already shoot and ejaculate at that time, and I don’t know when I would have appreciated my mother’s beautiful legs in stockings.
The squatting mother was facing me, and I could see clearly the black underwear wrapped in black pantyhose inside her narrow skirt.
Although I didn't mean to peep, I was still a child, as if I was driven by instinct. I knew that there was a very good and exciting place, so I widened my eyes and kept looking at my mother's glittering stockings, thighs and the deepest part of the skirt.
Another situation where you can already be pistol is that when a sensitive bird is touched by her mother, it will immediately start to have an erection.
Originally, Little Blaki's bird turned from a nano-dick to a big eagle standing forward in a few seconds; and according to my mother's later testimony, it was already big when I first saw me having an erection, and it was basically about to be an adult size.
Of course, my mother will not react anyway, of course she may just pretend to be calm.
Otherwise, within ten seconds, a little devil in the fifth grade of elementary school would have an erection like this, wouldn’t he be surprised?
My mother flipped my erect cock up and down. Although the skin was still very tender, it was already an adult penis covered with blue veins.
Her right hand pulled my cock up, and her other hand held the testicles and began to study whether my two eggs were normal.
Mom, look at Koizumi's balls...
I took a shower myself since elementary school, and after I had an erection and pistol, basically I never showed or touched my bird.
When my mother touched my cock and testicles like this, an inexplicable stimulation kept coming through my mother's tender hands. Before I could shrink, I shouted out with a hint, and then a white and thick semen spurted out from the top of the wrapped cock.
As for this unexpected reaction, my mother seemed to be completely stunned. She stared blankly as my semen spurted out of the glans one by one. The first shot completely hit my mother's face. A fierce thick semen forced her to defile her beautiful face, and then the next three or four shots fell on the squatting plump black silk pink legs.
My mother's hands did not move, but simply holding my penis and testicles made me, who was just a fifth-grade student in elementary school, so I reached orgasm. In a few seconds, my mother's beautiful face and stockings and thighs were covered with white lewd paint.
After ejaculation, I sat down again. Although I knew I didn't mean it, I was still afraid that my mother, who was always very strict, would scold me: Mom, I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I don't know... I'm still sitting down, and I started talking nonsense.
After being ejaculated, my mother quickly retreated from her shock. She let go of her hands and stood up with a serious expression. She wiped off her semen from her face with her hands. Koizumi comes, I'll wash it for you.
Then he walked to the bathroom first
I fell and looked at the semen on the ground, and followed my mother in a panic.
My mother took off the black stockings that I had shot in the bathroom. Her fair long legs looked very beautiful even if they were not covered by the stockings.
After cleaning her face with a towel, she pulled me with her bare butt standing in the bathroom. I didn't know if I subconsciously squatted on the side and stopped me from seeing the scenery under my skirt. I pulled my shower head and started washing my bird.
I just ejaculated for some reason, but I quickly got an erection again
You can see that my mother's beautiful face turned slightly red. I don't know if it is because of the temperature of the hot water in the bathroom or what's going on
But she held my erect penis and said to me: Koizumi's foreskin is dirty, mom will help you clean it
Then, while purging it with hot water, I gently gently lifted my foreskin away for the first time
Alas alas alas...!
While suffering from pain, I wanted to retreat, but at the same time I was very conflicted that my penis was touched by my mother. At the moment when the foreskin retreated to the end, a burst of unstoppable pleasure came again, and the semen spurted out from the urethra for the second time and shot it all on my mother's plump breasts in one breath.
Although I was separated by a white shirt and a pink bra, I could still see that my mother's breasts hiding under her clothes were very majestic.
This ejaculation did not scare my mother anymore. She kept calm and continued to clean my dirty glans and foreskin, carefully and quickly cleaned the white dirt that had accumulated for a long time on the glans' grooves.
I was so troubled that I didn't dare to speak, but I was almost unable to stand up and trembled. It didn't soften my bird slowly until my mother cleaned all the birds.
Mom wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said without any expression on her face: Koizumi will wash the birds by herself from now on. Koizumi has grown up, and mom won't help you in the future.
Then I walked out of the bathroom without looking back, leaving me standing in the bathroom at a loss...
Did I do something wrong?
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So after that, I started the day when I asked my mother to help me with a pistol... That was impossible
After that incident where my mother checked the balls and accidentally triggered, life did not change at all, and life still lived. Mom or mother, elementary school student or elementary school student, just a primary school student who can pistol by himself, but I just knew that it was very comfortable to be touched by a bird.
But knowing that this is very comfortable and that it is really not necessarily positively related to the real lustful heart.
After that, I shot the pistol shot and peeked at my mother's legs in stockings.
But it's just that I feel so comfortable and I'm shooting when no one is out
Things changed again when I was about to graduate from the sixth grade and was about to enter the middle school level.
My mother took me out to buy some things I need after going to junior high school, and then bought me a few new clothes.
While shopping, my mother's feet in high heels turned a little, but when she moved her ankle, she held me and continued buying in the department store.
After returning home, my mother took off her high heels and went into the living room. She sat on the sofa and placed one of the feet on the table. It turned out that the place she twisted was swollen.
Although it is not serious, you can still see the obvious bruises. My mother rubs her ankle and her eyebrows are slightly frowning. She seems to have some pain.
I am filial (!?)
Seeing this, she naturally sat next to her mother and said she wanted to give her a massage. She let go of her hand without saying anything and waited for me to press.
When my little hand touched my mother's ankle, it seemed like I was electrocuted. Then I realized that the stockings that I usually think look good are so smooth and smooth.
That day my mother wore light-skinned skin-transparent stockings. Her already white skin seemed to be glowing slightly under the stockings. She looked very beautiful.
Gently kneading my mother's feet, it seemed that I could smell a little of leather shoes and the body fragrance on my mother's legs. The mixture was a nice smell
The stockings and feet made a slight hissing sound under my soft rubbing, and it sounded like wonderful music in my ears.
While rubbing, staring at my mother's stockings and looking at her beautiful feet. While my mother was closing her eyes and taking a break, she also stole the mother's stockings and thighs. The slenderness is probably the most suitable adjective for these beautiful legs.
I, who was originally not lustful, suddenly felt a heat coming into my forehead for some reason, and my whole body, along with my hands rubbing my mother's feet, became hot.
Enjoying the smooth touch from my hands, I was shocked that the bird in my pants had slowly become hard, and soon I pushed my shorts up a large tent
Only then did I realize that the stockings were so easy to touch. I couldn't stop stroking my mother's feet by helping her ankles to massage her ankles. I gained some satisfaction from the touch and started the way to lose my home.
Finally, my mother opened her slender eyes, and I quickly retracted my hands and sat down to hide the embarrassing hardness in my legs.
My mother didn't notice my changes, but just turned her head easily and said to me: Thank you, my dear son, and then stood up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
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Sitting in the living room, I turned on the TV and watched the cartoon. My mind was still crazy about the scene of my mother's stockings and feet just now. It seemed that the delicate and smooth touch still existed on my hands, which could not be removed.
After dozens of minutes, I found that my mother had already left the smokey steam in the bathroom and returned to the room after taking a shower.
Before returning to the room, my mother called me to take a shower. I was absent-minded and went into the bathroom as if floating. I was ready to take off my clothes and take a shower.
When I was about to throw my clothes into the laundry basket, I realized that the stockings my mother wore today seemed to be waving to me and were thrown into the laundry basket casually.
I looked at the transparent skin-colored stockings for only a few seconds, and instinctively reached out and picked them up, rubbed them on the sock tube with both hands, savoring the wonderful touch of touching my mother's stockings and feet just now.
The hissing sound immediately reeled back to the unforgettable memory more than ten minutes ago
Touching the stockings in my hand, I couldn't help but lean to the tip of my nose and smelling the stockings toes. The smell of leather and body fragrance made me feel deeply unpleasant. In a few seconds, the bird in my pants stood up and supported the shorts again to a small tent.
I quickly kicked off my shorts and underwear, held the stockings in my left hand and sniffed them hard on the tip of my nose, while my right hand started to stroking the completely erect cock back and forth without control.
I kept thinking about my mother's beautiful legs in stockings. Her slender and plump pink legs could actually make me fascinated by the sixth grade of elementary school at that time.
While smelling stockings, he was shooting a pistol hard. While feeling himself gradually reaching the highest point, he simply bit the stockings into his mouth and sucked wildly, as if he wanted to suck his mother's sweat and fragrance into his mouth. Finally, he thrust his lower body and burst into the half-open foreskin, spraying a stream of white semen almost all on the wall. He also heard a rebound sound of semen shooting at the wall.
The comfortable ejaculation pleasure made me roll my eyes for a moment, and I couldn't think about anything
After ejaculation for more than ten seconds, I came to my senses and took out the stockings I bitten in my mouth. I found that the other stockings that were not put into my mouth were accidentally splashed a little by my semen, and a little white paste was dyed on the transparent stockings.
I started to feel nervous after I was finished, so I quickly pulled the toilet paper and started to wipe the splashed semen. I took dozens of pictures in a row before roughly wiping off the semen dyed on the skin-colored stockings, and then stuffed the stockings back to the bottom of the laundry basket.
After cleaning up the scene, I quickly took a shower and hid back to my room. I was worried that I would be discovered if I would steal my mother's stockings and pistols.
But the next day, my mother washed all her clothes, but she didn't see any different reactions. I was guilty and finally let go of the big stone in my heart.
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After stealing the stockings that my mother took off, I started to use my mother's snatching skills and then go in after she left the bathroom after taking a shower, pretending to take a shower, but in fact I wanted to use her stockings to enjoy it.
At first, I just held it on my hands and rubbed it like before, or put it in my mouth and then ejaculated; later, I would put my stockings on my hands and then masturbate with my penis; or I would just put the sock tube on my penis and wrap it with my pussy.
But because of the experience of splashing semen in my mother's stockings last time, I knew it was difficult to clean up, so I was very careful when shooting pistols and don't get the stockings directly when ejaculation
Most of the time, it is safe to just put stockings on your hands and rub birds and ejaculate. Occasionally, when lust is soaked, you will be hit by birds, but before you reach the high point, you have to pull off the stockings and avoid spraying them out of control.
During the process of rubbing the bird, a little transparent liquid will flow out. Because it is not much, you can also wipe it off with a towel or toilet paper. Just be careful not to leave toilet paper confetti on it.
Every time I steal my mother's stockings and pistols, I imagine that I am touching my mother's stockings and thighs. In my heart, they are the most beautiful pair of legs in the world, which are better than any girl wearing stockings on the street.
The erect penis feels the smooth but slightly rubbing stockings, and I feel that there will be no other things that are as comfortable as it is now.
Then, the moment it ejaculated, my mind was blank, and my lust for my mother was increasing again and again. Finally, Cute released an incest thought in my heart, planting the seeds of sin for what happened later.
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Stealing the pistol with my mother's stockings again and again, it soon became an indispensable part of daily life.
I carefully and preciously molested those stockings with body fragrance, and I never let my mother discover it (I think I don't think so, right?)
After being promoted to the first year of China, maybe because he was the only son and wanted his son to become successful, his studies began to become busy under the supervision of his mother.
In addition to tutoring, I often have to stay in school for self-study (don't be so talented!)
Under heavy pressure, the results can barely be at the upper middle and higher, but they have never been the top group.
I often see my mother with a stern face asking me how I was doing today in class, and then I asked me to finish my homework before I could rest.
In fact, sometimes the school doesn’t have much homework, after all, it’s just the first year of the country. But with the extra homework in the cram school, I often make me dizzy even after school.
Sometimes the progress is slow and I can't go to bed until it's 11 or 2 o'clock. My mother saw that this is not good, so she just stared at me at home at night to do her homework. A mother sat next to me and urged me, which was much faster.
Later, I didn't know some questions, so I tried to ask my mother. My mother taught me patiently (the university she graduated from was pretty good). At first, my mother sat opposite the dining table, but later this position was not convenient for teaching, so she sat next to me and watched me do my homework.
I was a little distracted when I sat next to me, after all, I had already started to have sexual desire.
And it's a big part, that sexual desire is caused to mothers, and she often masturbates with her mother's stockings.
At that time, I didn't think it was an immoral thing, I just didn't dare to let my strict mother know that I stole her stockings and used them to use them.
The mother sitting next to me had a faint perfume smell. After a busy day, she mixed a very thin smell of sweat and body fragrance to form a very pleasant smell, which often made me breathe unconsciously
At that time, I didn't know that this was the power of pheromones (or to say it's a scent of women) but I just thought I just like the nice smell of my mother.
My mother sat very close when she was teaching me homework, and sometimes she even leaned on me while talking.
Now, Koizumi, this is how this phrase is written...
Mom concentrates on explaining what I don't understand English
Looking at my mother's face from the side, her already delicate face looks brighter
Dad said that when he was young, many people chased his mother, but for some reason he was chased by Dad, the honest man.
As I thought about it, I was a little distracted and didn't concentrate on the textbook. Then I suddenly realized that my mother was too close to me, and her breasts were already directly on my arm. It felt a little soft and seemed to be full. Although it was separated by my clothes and bra, it was too thrilling for me who was only thirteen years old.
The penis under the shorts had begun to ejaculate secretly under the table, secretly supporting a small world under the table
But my mother seemed to be unaware of it and was just trying to explain the text. She unknowingly got closer. Now even her beautiful legs in stockings were pressed against my legs and right hand
My mother wore a pair of very thin gray nylon stockings that day. My hands and legs even felt the smoothness and heat coming from the beautiful silk legs.
Although I dare not move because of my nervousness, I seem to put my nerves on my arms that push my chest, and the backs of my hands and legs that touched my thighs in stockings.
The penis that had already been supported on the tent was completely erect, and it was almost worn out from under the shorts.
After maintaining this tight fit for a while, my mother realized that she was too close and sat a little bit away, but she didn't realize that her son had become congested and erect because of her sexy body.
My whole face was like a fire. Even though my mother had already sat open, she still couldn't fade away under the situation just now. She secretly smelled her mother's fragrance and continued to get an erection.
After more than ten minutes, the whole course finally ended, and my mother stretched to take a shower. At this time, I was finally able to relax from hypoxia.
The expectation time is only ten minutes later
After taking a shower, my mother went back to the room. I quickly went into the bathroom to find the ultra-thin gray stockings thrown in the laundry basket. Then I placed them in front of my nose and breathed the body fragrance hard. Then I couldn't wait to take off my pants and put the stockings on my angry penis. Feeling the wonderful stimulation of nylon fibers on my penis, and began to strode them hard.
Almost instantly, the intense pleasure ran through my head from the half-covered glans, stimulating me to spew out a large lump of strong and fishy semen, all sprayed on my mother's stockings and stockings feet.
Usually I would peel off my stockings and ejaculate outside, but today my elbow pressed my mother's breasts, and my back and legs touched my mother's stockings pink legs. The excitement in my mind made me unable to control the ejaculation gate. I lost control and contributed all the white juice to the sexy stockings my mother wore.
Gasp, calmed down from the pleasure of ejaculation, and then I remembered that I was going to start cleaning up the mess
I was nervous and started to wipe the stockings and stockings feet with toilet paper as usual. I found that there was too much semen and used a towel to wipe it, and it was impossible to clean it.
So I dripped a little shower gel and started washing the socks that were dirty with semen. After roughly feeling cleaned, I sucked the stockings dry with a towel, and then stuffed them back to the bottom of the laundry basket. Then I started taking my own shower with guilt.
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I originally thought everything was fine and would not be discovered, but the next day I found out that I was wrong
There was nothing unusual when I got up during the day and went to school. I was doing my homework at the dining table after I got home at night. I don’t know if it was an illusion or something, but I felt that my mother’s face was expressionless and even a little stiff. It seemed that she sat far away. Basically, the distance would not have any physical contact with me.
Then after my study, after my mother went to the bathroom to take a shower, I went to the bathroom to steal my mother's stockings and pistols, and found that my mother was wearing black stockings just now, so why didn't she be in the laundry basket?
After taking a shower, I realized that my mother should have taken her stockings to the balcony to dry them.
Could it be that my mother discovered it?
But did I wash Ah?
Could it be that it was not clean enough?
Which side leaked?
Or is it just a coincidence?
My mind is a little confused and random thoughts
But when I was doing my homework, my mother sat so far and had a cold attitude. I felt that something really happened to this?
Just went to sleep with a suspicious attitude, but I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. I was worried that the matter of stealing stockings and ejaculating inside was leaked. I was thinking about this on the bed, but I didn't sleep all night.
When I got up early in the morning to brush my teeth, my parents had not yet gotten up, so I couldn't resist the temptation of curiosity. I went to the balcony to confirm whether my mother hung her stockings on the balcony. As a result, I walked into the balcony and found that the pair of thin black silk stockings that my mother wore yesterday was hanging in the air with the morning breeze.
Seeing my favorite stockings, I couldn't help swallowing
I didn't vent my desire yesterday, and thought about the stockings that I was lingering in my dreams all night. Now I saw the stockings hanging on the clip. A lust that I didn't satisfy yesterday instantly started to vent.
Thinking that my parents should have not gotten up yet, regardless of whether they had been discovered when they were ejaculated in stockings before, they took off their stockings, took off their pants, put them on their penis that had almost instantly erect.
Ah… The familiar silky touch made my cock very comfortable, and I couldn't help but moan happily
The right hand quickly moved the penis wrapped in thin black stockings, and the left hand held the socks and sucked the light fragrance that had been washed, with a little soapy smell. The slight reason in my heart told me that I must not ejaculate in it when I am about to ejaculate later.
While rubbing my penis through thin black stockings, I fantasized about my mother's beautiful legs in stockings, my mother's fragrant little feet, the breasts that were pressed against my elbows, and the elastic sexy symbol under my clothes.
Those fat breasts must be big, right?
After taking off my stockings and clothes, my mother would definitely look good after she exposed her breasts. She had completely forgotten the memory of breastfeeding when she was a child. If she could watch her breasts and beautiful legs in stockings, she would shoot...
Koizumi, have you gotten up?
I heard my mother's lazy voice coming from the living room. I was nervous for a moment, and I couldn't control it and suddenly spit out the semen.
Hurryingly, I was about to pull the stockings that I was trapped away from the cock that was shot. The first semen was still sprayed firmly into the legs of the socks, and the rest was all scattered on the ground on the balcony.
I was so busy that I quickly wiped the stockings and semen on the floor with my rag hanging on the balcony in a few seconds, and hung the stockings back on the clip. Then I took the pair of student socks hanging on the balcony and walked back to the living room.
Mom, I got up and put on socks on the balcony
At this time, I couldn't see my expression, but I must be smiling very awkwardly
My mother tilted her head slightly and looked at me, and started to prepare breakfast for me without any expression.
I was very nervous during the whole breakfast and couldn't say a word
After finishing the breakfast, I hurriedly changed into my uniform and went to school with guilt.
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That day at school, I was so nervous that I kept thinking about the morning. I felt so idiot, so I wanted to not spray it in my socks. But when I was scared, I would spray it in immediately. It was really miserable. If my mother found out...
No, it must have been discovered!?
I returned home with a restless mood. When I opened the door, I saw that my mother, who should have not gotten off work, was already sitting in the living room. I felt a clear idea.
Sure enough, my mother, who was wearing a company suit, patted the seat next to the sofa and asked me to sit down. I put down my schoolbag and sat next to my mother like a scared puppy.
Mom seems to have asked for leave early to go home. At this time, my father is still working in the company. I think he has to avoid the time when my father is here to talk to me about what’s going on.
Mom turned to look at me. For a few seconds, my mother didn't say anything. I just lowered my head nervously, not knowing whether it was emptying or what, but my eyes kept peeking at my mother's slender black silk long legs under her suit skirt. She was so dying that she didn't forget to peek at her.
Do you know what my mother wants to say to you? Mom broke the silence and asked me first, "I dare not look at my mother or speak," she just nodded heavily.
Why use my mother's stockings?
Mom paused for a moment, and it seemed a bit difficult to tell me about my obscene behavior.
I lowered my head and stared at my mother's stockings and thighs, thinking in a messed-up mind about what to answer. I had been thinking about it all day long at school, but why can't I say a word now?
After being silent for a long time, I forced out a sentence: Because...I think...my mother's legs look very good in stockings...so...so...and then I don't know how to continue.
Hearing my answer, my mother's serious and beautiful face had a subtle subtle face, but she couldn't tell whether she was angry or something. Her sexy black silk legs gently rubbed each other, making a pleasant hissing sound...
All have been caught, I am still thinking about lustful things!!
Koizumi, this is a common phenomenon in adolescence. My mother's crisp sound sounded extremely calm. In the comparison group, I was so embarrassed that I didn't know what to do.
This is normal for children at this time. You should focus on studying hard and you won’t think about these strange things.
Then my mother began to understand the righteousness and continued to instill me that it was wrong. I should study hard and I would not be like this, and such repetitions
I was dizzy and An Jing listened to my mother talking for several minutes, and I finally couldn't help but talk back
But I just feel very comfortable!
I looked up at my mother and replied a little loudly
This simple and powerful sentence suddenly made my mother unable to speak, and I don’t know how to say this son who doesn’t listen to him.
That's very perverted! My mother's attitude has changed from being simple preaching to a little angry. Using stockings is something that is done by perverts!
I am not perverted! I couldn't help but push my mouth up angrily. I just felt that using my mother's stockings was very comfortable. Where is the perverted? I didn't steal it, I put it back Ah!
Why are you kid like this? You still talk back! The mother said angrily, "It's either you steal or not, you're talking about these fallacies, what's wrong with the things that are not allowed is not allowed, it's just a pervert!"
I just think my mother's feet look very sexy in stockings! How can this be perverted? I stared at my mother angrily and said, "
What do you say...what do you say is sexy...what do you say, what do you say, a kid?
Suddenly I heard me say that her feet are very sexy in stockings. It was obvious that my mother was at a loss and knew how to respond. She was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak. It was my mother's fault! I said that your feet in stockings are very beautiful and sexy, so I like Ah! I like to use my mother's stockings Ah, isn't it possible!?
I feel like I'm throwing a broken can. Anyway, I've been caught. I'm like I've tried my best to start talking nonsense.
You kid! You can see that the more you listen, the more angry your mother becomes. The pubertal children are thinking randomly... Anyway, they are perverts, no!
My mother asked me to touch her and I wouldn't think about it all the time!
I blushed and was angry. Suddenly, I stretched out my right hand and touched my mother's stockings thigh and grabbed it hard. My mother shook in shock and opened my right hand. I was not convinced, so I put it on and grabbed the wonderful black stockings thigh.
Bang!
With a sound, my mother slapped me in the face. I turned my face and stared at my mother's face with a red face. My right hand was so angry that I grabbed my mother's sexy stockings and beautiful legs.
Immediately my mother slapped me in the face again, and she was so angry that she was trembling.
I was slapped twice on the face, and tears were filled with my eyes, so I couldn't let the tears fall
My mother took my right hand and wanted to take it away from her leg. I was so angry that I grabbed it and didn't let it go.
The two of them are like children piping off the edge of anger.
At this time, Guoyi was just Guoyi. I was so weak that I was finally pulled away with my right hand, but I immediately turned to my left hand and continued to put it on my mother's stockings and tender legs.
Why are you kid like this? Don’t you listen!?
The angry mother quickly slapped me two more times. I didn't move, and I stared at my mother with red eyes without blinking, just not letting go. Xu Xiangquan, you are so angry that I'm so angry!
Mom yelled and suddenly stood up, stepped hard to the kitchen, and was so popular that she couldn't speak.
I sat on the sofa, lowered my head and said silently. At this time, I slowly dripped my tears, and sat alone and cried.
Maintaining my mother in the kitchen, I was in the living room for a long time, but my father pushed the door open from outside and came back. What caught my eye was the scene of me sitting in the living room crying.
What's wrong with your son? Are you bullied at school?
I scolded me if I didn't get well in the exam. My mother replied to my father's words from the kitchen. I didn't look back at my mother's expression, but her voice had already replied calm. Just ignore him.
Oh, OK, it's just Guoyi, don't keep pushing your son
Dad tried to smooth things over
However, seeing that the atmosphere on the scene was a little stiff, I said again: I'll go lie down first, and then I'll make me hungry after the meal is ready later, my wife...
Okay, husband, go and have a rest first, I will get dinner soon. After my mother said that, she put on her apron and started preparing to make some quick dinner. Dad also took off his smelly socks and took a nap
Sitting in the living room, I wiped my tears. I recalled the argument with my mother just now, and felt angry and aggrieved, and didn't feel wrong at all.
That's it!
Just using my mother's stockings to pistol, it's not illegal!
The more I think about it, the more angry I feel. I always feel that I can’t swallow it. My mother doesn’t use stockings for me, but I insist on using it; my mother doesn’t touch my thighs, but I insist on touching it!
As if I made up my mind, I sat down at the dining table first, with daddy on the right and mom on the left.
When my mother cooked dinner and called her dad, the three of them started to pretend to have dinner normally.
Dad told Mom about the interesting things that happened in the company today, but Mom had a reply without a word, as if she was a little absent-minded
... My mother's body suddenly shook because of me
But my father, who was picking up food, didn't notice it. I secretly stretched out my left foot and touched my mother's stockings and feet.
While picking up food with your right hand, your left hand reached under the table to my mother's stockings thighs, stroking her back and forth without any hesitation.
My mother continued to eat without hesitation, but just gave me a very strict look when my father was not paying attention. I just pretended not to see it, and continued to touch it while eating.
Ordinary color is usually done, at most it is to steal stockings and pistols. He also uses his light to sneak a glance at his mother's silk legs, and he never has the courage to reach out and touch it directly.
Now that I am determined to touch you boldly, I suddenly am not afraid at all, as if I am declaring to my mother: I just want to touch your legs!
Mom tried to brush my legs, and I immediately put them back and continued to sneak. After a few rounds and turns, my mother gave up. Maybe she was worried that I would expose it directly in front of my father. I didn't know what the consequences would be, so I just ignored me and let me touch it myself.
I never had this opportunity before. Now, the cock under my pants is full of erect. I feel so happy to touch the stockings. I feel addicted.
The dinner that should be very long (too short for me) was finally over. My father got up and hummed a song and took a shower. I temporarily let go of my hand on my mother's thighs and started to help my mother pack up the dishes and put them in the sink. This action surprised my mother a little.
Oh, my perverted son will help with housework in addition to touching his legs. What are you going to do?
My mother, who had originally expressed a contemptuous expression, suddenly changed her face, because after I poured all the bowls and plates into the sink, I stretched out my hands directly from behind my mother and stuck the clutches on the stockings thighs under my mother's suit's narrow skirt. She was like a pervert.
What do you want to do?
Mom turned around and scolded me angrily, but she didn't dare to scold me too loudly, for fear that she would be discovered by her father who had just taken a shower.
Sure enough, my mother is thin-skinned. Although it is me who does bad things now, my mother is afraid that her father will know about it. I control this subtle psychology and attack her mother.
... I didn't say anything, just stared at my mother with shameless face, putting my hands on her stockings and thighs without moving
Do you want me to give you stockings?
My mother, who is so annoyed by me that she doesn't know what to do, seems to be planning to give in to me helplessly
But I want to get more at once, and I will directly cede the land and pay compensation, so that my mother can't return it once and then she can't return it again.
I made up my mind and pulled my pants away, and the penis that had already been erect and reddished popped out, hitting my mother's stockings thighs fiercely.
My mother, who was shocked, found that I took out the bird, opened her mouth wide and couldn't speak. She turned around and stepped back and leaned against the sink.
You...you... Mom opened her eyes wide and couldn't speak, her hands tightly on her chest, and she was extremely nervous
I want my mother to help me with a pistol. I was so calm that I was a little scary, and blurted out this perverted request that was extremely abnormal.
You are crazy Ah…!? Mom was almost screaming, hurriedly covering her mouth to prevent herself from shouting
I grabbed my mother's left hand and pulled her hand down, asking her to touch my life
I found that my mother, who was perverted, resisted desperately and wanted to take her hands back on her chest.
Pulling back and forth, stalemate
I really have to compare my strength. Now I am only 160 cm taller, but I should be a mother who is 170 cm taller. If this stalemate continues, my attempt will be difficult to achieve. It is possible to use other means to assist me.
My mother didn't help me with a pistol, so I shouted and asked my father to come out and see how we are now.
Although I was very excited, I restrained myself from threatening my mother in a calm but a little scary tone
To be honest, this is a dangerous move, just to see my mother's thin-skinnedness and attack her. If she calms down and thinks about it, walk away and let me play a solo show by myself. When my father comes out of the shower, it will probably be that my father beat me, this unfilial son.
But now my mother, who is completely in chaos, could not have imagined that so many things were all in her mind. She only had the option of taking back her hands and holding them tightly, and letting me molest her hands. I could see that she didn't know what to do
Seeing that my mother was at a loss and was relaxed, I grabbed my mother's hand on my cock and let her hold my veins-covered penis
Of course, my mother's hand was not held hard, just placed on it, but I felt the cold but tender touch from my palm. I widened my eyes and watched my mother's little hand place on my hot penis. It was so cool that I wanted to shout out.
I grabbed my mother's black stockings with my left hand tightly, and grabbed my mother's left hand with my right hand and let her put my cock in it
Looking up at my mother's beautiful face, her slender eyes were already empty and unconscious, and she didn't know where the focus was.
As I grabbed her left hand and kept swinging back and forth, my wavy curly hair was also swaying in the air.
It's so fucking fun, so fun!
The unfilial perverted son forced his mother to help him with a pistol. Although his mother did not cooperate, she did not resist.
The left hand was just grabbing the thigh, but now he even leaned up into the skirt and pinched the elastic stockings and beautiful buttocks, holding them tightly as if he found a baby and never let go.
The cold and tender feeling on the penis, the double stimulation of pinching the beautiful silk buttocks with my left hand made me reach the peak of pleasure quickly unbearable
Lifting his head to enjoy the moment he rushed to the top, indulging his lust made the pleasure burst, and a thick and fishy white semen sprayed out from his glans, and all shot on his mother's black stockings thighs
After a while, the beautiful black silk legs dyed with the white lustful essence
oh…!
I was so happy that I didn't know what to do. I grabbed my mother's buttocks hard and sprayed them continuously for dozens of seconds.
At this time, my mother still maintained a state of no gods that would let me do whatever she wanted and gave up resistance
The moment I finished ejaculation, my legs fell back with weak legs, and then I let go of my defiled pity mother
As I stepped back on the kitchen wall, my mother suddenly came to her senses. She looked at her thighs under her narrow skirt and the sticky semen on her hands. Then she suddenly woke up and turned on the faucet and washed her hands desperately. Then she didn't care that her stockings were covered with thick white juice, and she pushed me out desperately
Get out of here, get out of here!
Being defiled by me, the angry mother pushed me hard
After ejaculation, my mother was so weak that I was pushed out of the kitchen step by step by step by step. Then my mother ran back to the room without looking back and threw the door hard on it.
The father was still humming a song while taking a shower, and he didn't realize what happened to his son and his wife outside.
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After that incident, I fell into a long cold war with my mother.
There was no conversation all day except asking me to have a meal
Even the time to watch me do my homework after class is over
My mother just watches TV or goes online at night, and basically ignores me at all, and she doesn't even have the same look at me.
I know what I did that time was wrong, but I felt that at most I didn't respect my mother and didn't think it was against ethics.
Maybe it’s just that something wrong in your head is just that you don’t think it’s a wrong thing to satisfy your sexual desire from your mother, as if it’s natural for your mother to help your son solve his desire that cannot be vented…
Even after a few years, I still feel that way, maybe there is something wrong with my head
At the beginning, I didn’t watch my mother instructed me to do my homework, so of course I was so happy. I either watched TV or read comic books borrowed from a bookstore at night, and I didn’t focus on my studies at all.
Such excessive relaxation has indeed suffered a bitter fruit. In the following exams, they all fell sharply. The results that were originally higher than the middle fell to almost the end of the crane
But I am not the kind of guy who can be rotten to the end. My mother ignores me, so I insisted on giving her a surprise and admiration.
Of course, I didn't want to try my best to take the top few exams for myself, but I wanted to show my mother anger: Mom doesn't care about me, I can do it myself.
So after a brief relaxation, I started to study hard after I went home in the evening
In the first few days, my mother thought I just had a lot of homework in school, so she sat in the living room to do her homework. Later, she realized that I was using my time to review my school's homework after I got home.
After a while, my mother, who was as cold as ice, seemed to be a little softened
My mother, who was originally like an ice beauty, started to have occasional intersections with me. Although she still had no normal conversation, she felt that she didn't annoy me as she was at the beginning. When I was studying, she would bring me a glass of juice or hot milk. Although she didn't sit here to watch me review, she sat in the living room and read books and newspapers by herself, and didn't turn on the TV to quarrel, so she let me study quietly in the evening.
In the next exam, I went from almost the last exam to the top one third of the class. Although I was not the top, it was better than before having sex with my mother.
I didn't go to show off to my mother excitedly, but just put the transcript on the living room table and let her see it by herself
During this period, I was still full of lust. I occasionally thought of my mother's beautiful legs in stockings, especially the scene of forcing her to help me shoot me vividly.
But anyway, it's already a stumble (although I did it myself)
I just wanted to show my mother a little while, so I tried to suppress these lustful thoughts by studying (I really made this point for my mother), and focused on my studies without interruption.
After another month's next exam, I rushed to the fourth place in the class, and the glasses of the teachers and classmates in the class were broken.
In everyone's eyes, I am just a little clever but not very serious student. My grades have made great progress for two consecutive months, which is completely beyond the expectations of others.
I was so happy that day I got the transcript. I had an unconcealed smile on the corner of my mouth as I went home.
That night, I personally handed the transcript to my mother. At first, my mother's suspicious eyes turned into surprise after seeing the transcript, and then became happy.
Although the son is lustful, perverted and disobedient, as a mother, I always hope that his son can become a talent, right?
Koizumi is great... Mom finally broke the ice and looked at me with a smile. As expected, the mother who still wants to smile is the most beautiful
Or it is impossible to happen. I still feel very excited when I typed it word by word. After all, if I don't get it right, it will be social news.
What should I say? Let’s talk about the name first, my name is Xu Xiangquan
When things started, it was probably said that they had started before they even went to elementary school.
When I was still a kindergarten kid, I found that it was itchy when I was lying on the bed and rubbing the mattress. After grinding, I found that my little cock would become thicker and harder. I wanted to pee but couldn't pee. It was very uncomfortable. I had to wait until it gradually became normal before I could pee. And I barely squeezed out my penis one after another.
At that time, he shared with other children stupidly that it would be very comfortable to lie down and keep moving. Now I think about it so idiots are so idiots.
Because the stimulation of grinding the mattress has not been very enough, I didn't know how to climax at that time. But I felt itchy and felt a little comfortable when I was tired. I stopped when I was tired, and I didn't seem to be able to do anything.
The behavior of grinding a mattress continued until the third grade of elementary school. A classmate who was over-age was discussing the issue of pistol shooting...
Of course he didn't call him a pistol, but he just showed off that he would rub his penis with his hands and then he would feel very comfortable
Only then did I realize that there were ways to evolve again by grinding a mattress, and after I got home, I was very excited to try it
At the beginning, I couldn't catch it better. I used my thumb and index finger to clamp the bird wrapped in the foreskin to move, but I always felt that it was not comfortable enough.
After a long time, I learned to grab the bird with my whole hand and move it back and forth, and then I felt satisfied after feeling a numbness.
At first, when the pistol reached orgasm, only a little bit of sticky liquid ran out of the wrapped bird's head. Later, as the number of times was implemented, the bird seemed to be bigger and bigger, thicker and harder. When it was most comfortable, the liquid came out became whiter and more and more.
By the fourth grade of elementary school, it can basically be considered semen
Is this considered precocious puberty?
The consequence of early pistol attack seems to be that I grew very slowly later, because my father and mother's height is a little higher than the average among ordinary people. Dad is 182, mom is 170, but I seem to have been underdeveloped. Let's talk about it later.
I've already talked about my mother, so I'll describe it. After all, what happened later was related to her. My mother gave birth to me at the age of 23. She was 170 and weighed 52 kilograms. The cup was the limit that would sag if it was too big. If it was too big, it would be impossible to resist gravity). But of course, I only found out about the cup a long time later.
Because of the height, the legs are also very long, so I later became a stocking control and should be related to my mother's beautiful legs.
Although it is considered taller among women, the mother's face is very small, with her big wavy brown curly hair very much like a model in a popular Japanese magazine. It is considered a style that is at the forefront of the times.
The eyes are thin and long, the eyelashes are also very long, and the ends of the eyes are very touching. Other facial features, including the nose and mouth are all small and cute, after all, the face is small
Especially the part of the mouth, it is small and tender, but the corners of the mouth are upturned, which makes people feel very fascinating at first glance.
In terms of personality, my mother is a bit strict, she has very strict requirements on my studies, and is also careful in controlling my overall education.
But maybe it was too tight, so after I got out of track, the consequences seemed to become very serious. Of course, this is a story later
My mother has been working in an international trading company since she graduated from college, so her career is a very typical office OL
Because of professionalism, I have to wear stockings all day since I go out.
The slender and even legs with stockings on them are really the level of a murder weapon. It is hard not to let the nearby men look at each other a few more times. A pair of beautiful legs in stockings seem to emit light, so I can't blame me if I become stockings later, because the temptation is around me?
My mother's company is very strange. In summer, employees are required to wear skin-colored stockings, and in winter, they are replaced with black ones, so the wardrobe at home is basically filled with these two colors of stockings, so I basically have stockings to watch every day.
When will you like to watch stockings? Anyway, you will always be addicted to your mother's beautiful legs when you look at her stockings all day long.
About the fifth grade of elementary school, my mother came back from get off work one day and looked serious.
I was watching cartoons in the living room, so my mother called me over and asked me to take off my pants and show her. I asked me why?
She said that a colleague's son had a fever a while ago, but he burned a ball of eggs, which seemed to shrink and couldn't be used, so my mother wanted to see if I had any problems with mine.
Let me note that my father hadn’t come home from get off work yet, otherwise someone might wonder where my father went?
I heard from my mother that I don’t understand my son very much. I only know that it seems to be very serious. In short, I took off my shorts obediently, and the hanging bird ran out. My mother looked at it and squatted down and held my bird with her soft hands to start researching.
Remind that I could already shoot and ejaculate at that time, and I don’t know when I would have appreciated my mother’s beautiful legs in stockings.
The squatting mother was facing me, and I could see clearly the black underwear wrapped in black pantyhose inside her narrow skirt.
Although I didn't mean to peep, I was still a child, as if I was driven by instinct. I knew that there was a very good and exciting place, so I widened my eyes and kept looking at my mother's glittering stockings, thighs and the deepest part of the skirt.
Another situation where you can already be pistol is that when a sensitive bird is touched by her mother, it will immediately start to have an erection.
Originally, Little Blaki's bird turned from a nano-dick to a big eagle standing forward in a few seconds; and according to my mother's later testimony, it was already big when I first saw me having an erection, and it was basically about to be an adult size.
Of course, my mother will not react anyway, of course she may just pretend to be calm.
Otherwise, within ten seconds, a little devil in the fifth grade of elementary school would have an erection like this, wouldn’t he be surprised?
My mother flipped my erect cock up and down. Although the skin was still very tender, it was already an adult penis covered with blue veins.
Her right hand pulled my cock up, and her other hand held the testicles and began to study whether my two eggs were normal.
Mom, look at Koizumi's balls...
I took a shower myself since elementary school, and after I had an erection and pistol, basically I never showed or touched my bird.
When my mother touched my cock and testicles like this, an inexplicable stimulation kept coming through my mother's tender hands. Before I could shrink, I shouted out with a hint, and then a white and thick semen spurted out from the top of the wrapped cock.
As for this unexpected reaction, my mother seemed to be completely stunned. She stared blankly as my semen spurted out of the glans one by one. The first shot completely hit my mother's face. A fierce thick semen forced her to defile her beautiful face, and then the next three or four shots fell on the squatting plump black silk pink legs.
My mother's hands did not move, but simply holding my penis and testicles made me, who was just a fifth-grade student in elementary school, so I reached orgasm. In a few seconds, my mother's beautiful face and stockings and thighs were covered with white lewd paint.
After ejaculation, I sat down again. Although I knew I didn't mean it, I was still afraid that my mother, who was always very strict, would scold me: Mom, I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I don't know... I'm still sitting down, and I started talking nonsense.
After being ejaculated, my mother quickly retreated from her shock. She let go of her hands and stood up with a serious expression. She wiped off her semen from her face with her hands. Koizumi comes, I'll wash it for you.
Then he walked to the bathroom first
I fell and looked at the semen on the ground, and followed my mother in a panic.
My mother took off the black stockings that I had shot in the bathroom. Her fair long legs looked very beautiful even if they were not covered by the stockings.
After cleaning her face with a towel, she pulled me with her bare butt standing in the bathroom. I didn't know if I subconsciously squatted on the side and stopped me from seeing the scenery under my skirt. I pulled my shower head and started washing my bird.
I just ejaculated for some reason, but I quickly got an erection again
You can see that my mother's beautiful face turned slightly red. I don't know if it is because of the temperature of the hot water in the bathroom or what's going on
But she held my erect penis and said to me: Koizumi's foreskin is dirty, mom will help you clean it
Then, while purging it with hot water, I gently gently lifted my foreskin away for the first time
Alas alas alas...!
While suffering from pain, I wanted to retreat, but at the same time I was very conflicted that my penis was touched by my mother. At the moment when the foreskin retreated to the end, a burst of unstoppable pleasure came again, and the semen spurted out from the urethra for the second time and shot it all on my mother's plump breasts in one breath.
Although I was separated by a white shirt and a pink bra, I could still see that my mother's breasts hiding under her clothes were very majestic.
This ejaculation did not scare my mother anymore. She kept calm and continued to clean my dirty glans and foreskin, carefully and quickly cleaned the white dirt that had accumulated for a long time on the glans' grooves.
I was so troubled that I didn't dare to speak, but I was almost unable to stand up and trembled. It didn't soften my bird slowly until my mother cleaned all the birds.
Mom wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said without any expression on her face: Koizumi will wash the birds by herself from now on. Koizumi has grown up, and mom won't help you in the future.
Then I walked out of the bathroom without looking back, leaving me standing in the bathroom at a loss...
Did I do something wrong?
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So after that, I started the day when I asked my mother to help me with a pistol... That was impossible
After that incident where my mother checked the balls and accidentally triggered, life did not change at all, and life still lived. Mom or mother, elementary school student or elementary school student, just a primary school student who can pistol by himself, but I just knew that it was very comfortable to be touched by a bird.
But knowing that this is very comfortable and that it is really not necessarily positively related to the real lustful heart.
After that, I shot the pistol shot and peeked at my mother's legs in stockings.
But it's just that I feel so comfortable and I'm shooting when no one is out
Things changed again when I was about to graduate from the sixth grade and was about to enter the middle school level.
My mother took me out to buy some things I need after going to junior high school, and then bought me a few new clothes.
While shopping, my mother's feet in high heels turned a little, but when she moved her ankle, she held me and continued buying in the department store.
After returning home, my mother took off her high heels and went into the living room. She sat on the sofa and placed one of the feet on the table. It turned out that the place she twisted was swollen.
Although it is not serious, you can still see the obvious bruises. My mother rubs her ankle and her eyebrows are slightly frowning. She seems to have some pain.
I am filial (!?)
Seeing this, she naturally sat next to her mother and said she wanted to give her a massage. She let go of her hand without saying anything and waited for me to press.
When my little hand touched my mother's ankle, it seemed like I was electrocuted. Then I realized that the stockings that I usually think look good are so smooth and smooth.
That day my mother wore light-skinned skin-transparent stockings. Her already white skin seemed to be glowing slightly under the stockings. She looked very beautiful.
Gently kneading my mother's feet, it seemed that I could smell a little of leather shoes and the body fragrance on my mother's legs. The mixture was a nice smell
The stockings and feet made a slight hissing sound under my soft rubbing, and it sounded like wonderful music in my ears.
While rubbing, staring at my mother's stockings and looking at her beautiful feet. While my mother was closing her eyes and taking a break, she also stole the mother's stockings and thighs. The slenderness is probably the most suitable adjective for these beautiful legs.
I, who was originally not lustful, suddenly felt a heat coming into my forehead for some reason, and my whole body, along with my hands rubbing my mother's feet, became hot.
Enjoying the smooth touch from my hands, I was shocked that the bird in my pants had slowly become hard, and soon I pushed my shorts up a large tent
Only then did I realize that the stockings were so easy to touch. I couldn't stop stroking my mother's feet by helping her ankles to massage her ankles. I gained some satisfaction from the touch and started the way to lose my home.
Finally, my mother opened her slender eyes, and I quickly retracted my hands and sat down to hide the embarrassing hardness in my legs.
My mother didn't notice my changes, but just turned her head easily and said to me: Thank you, my dear son, and then stood up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
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Sitting in the living room, I turned on the TV and watched the cartoon. My mind was still crazy about the scene of my mother's stockings and feet just now. It seemed that the delicate and smooth touch still existed on my hands, which could not be removed.
After dozens of minutes, I found that my mother had already left the smokey steam in the bathroom and returned to the room after taking a shower.
Before returning to the room, my mother called me to take a shower. I was absent-minded and went into the bathroom as if floating. I was ready to take off my clothes and take a shower.
When I was about to throw my clothes into the laundry basket, I realized that the stockings my mother wore today seemed to be waving to me and were thrown into the laundry basket casually.
I looked at the transparent skin-colored stockings for only a few seconds, and instinctively reached out and picked them up, rubbed them on the sock tube with both hands, savoring the wonderful touch of touching my mother's stockings and feet just now.
The hissing sound immediately reeled back to the unforgettable memory more than ten minutes ago
Touching the stockings in my hand, I couldn't help but lean to the tip of my nose and smelling the stockings toes. The smell of leather and body fragrance made me feel deeply unpleasant. In a few seconds, the bird in my pants stood up and supported the shorts again to a small tent.
I quickly kicked off my shorts and underwear, held the stockings in my left hand and sniffed them hard on the tip of my nose, while my right hand started to stroking the completely erect cock back and forth without control.
I kept thinking about my mother's beautiful legs in stockings. Her slender and plump pink legs could actually make me fascinated by the sixth grade of elementary school at that time.
While smelling stockings, he was shooting a pistol hard. While feeling himself gradually reaching the highest point, he simply bit the stockings into his mouth and sucked wildly, as if he wanted to suck his mother's sweat and fragrance into his mouth. Finally, he thrust his lower body and burst into the half-open foreskin, spraying a stream of white semen almost all on the wall. He also heard a rebound sound of semen shooting at the wall.
The comfortable ejaculation pleasure made me roll my eyes for a moment, and I couldn't think about anything
After ejaculation for more than ten seconds, I came to my senses and took out the stockings I bitten in my mouth. I found that the other stockings that were not put into my mouth were accidentally splashed a little by my semen, and a little white paste was dyed on the transparent stockings.
I started to feel nervous after I was finished, so I quickly pulled the toilet paper and started to wipe the splashed semen. I took dozens of pictures in a row before roughly wiping off the semen dyed on the skin-colored stockings, and then stuffed the stockings back to the bottom of the laundry basket.
After cleaning up the scene, I quickly took a shower and hid back to my room. I was worried that I would be discovered if I would steal my mother's stockings and pistols.
But the next day, my mother washed all her clothes, but she didn't see any different reactions. I was guilty and finally let go of the big stone in my heart.
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After stealing the stockings that my mother took off, I started to use my mother's snatching skills and then go in after she left the bathroom after taking a shower, pretending to take a shower, but in fact I wanted to use her stockings to enjoy it.
At first, I just held it on my hands and rubbed it like before, or put it in my mouth and then ejaculated; later, I would put my stockings on my hands and then masturbate with my penis; or I would just put the sock tube on my penis and wrap it with my pussy.
But because of the experience of splashing semen in my mother's stockings last time, I knew it was difficult to clean up, so I was very careful when shooting pistols and don't get the stockings directly when ejaculation
Most of the time, it is safe to just put stockings on your hands and rub birds and ejaculate. Occasionally, when lust is soaked, you will be hit by birds, but before you reach the high point, you have to pull off the stockings and avoid spraying them out of control.
During the process of rubbing the bird, a little transparent liquid will flow out. Because it is not much, you can also wipe it off with a towel or toilet paper. Just be careful not to leave toilet paper confetti on it.
Every time I steal my mother's stockings and pistols, I imagine that I am touching my mother's stockings and thighs. In my heart, they are the most beautiful pair of legs in the world, which are better than any girl wearing stockings on the street.
The erect penis feels the smooth but slightly rubbing stockings, and I feel that there will be no other things that are as comfortable as it is now.
Then, the moment it ejaculated, my mind was blank, and my lust for my mother was increasing again and again. Finally, Cute released an incest thought in my heart, planting the seeds of sin for what happened later.
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Stealing the pistol with my mother's stockings again and again, it soon became an indispensable part of daily life.
I carefully and preciously molested those stockings with body fragrance, and I never let my mother discover it (I think I don't think so, right?)
After being promoted to the first year of China, maybe because he was the only son and wanted his son to become successful, his studies began to become busy under the supervision of his mother.
In addition to tutoring, I often have to stay in school for self-study (don't be so talented!)
Under heavy pressure, the results can barely be at the upper middle and higher, but they have never been the top group.
I often see my mother with a stern face asking me how I was doing today in class, and then I asked me to finish my homework before I could rest.
In fact, sometimes the school doesn’t have much homework, after all, it’s just the first year of the country. But with the extra homework in the cram school, I often make me dizzy even after school.
Sometimes the progress is slow and I can't go to bed until it's 11 or 2 o'clock. My mother saw that this is not good, so she just stared at me at home at night to do her homework. A mother sat next to me and urged me, which was much faster.
Later, I didn't know some questions, so I tried to ask my mother. My mother taught me patiently (the university she graduated from was pretty good). At first, my mother sat opposite the dining table, but later this position was not convenient for teaching, so she sat next to me and watched me do my homework.
I was a little distracted when I sat next to me, after all, I had already started to have sexual desire.
And it's a big part, that sexual desire is caused to mothers, and she often masturbates with her mother's stockings.
At that time, I didn't think it was an immoral thing, I just didn't dare to let my strict mother know that I stole her stockings and used them to use them.
The mother sitting next to me had a faint perfume smell. After a busy day, she mixed a very thin smell of sweat and body fragrance to form a very pleasant smell, which often made me breathe unconsciously
At that time, I didn't know that this was the power of pheromones (or to say it's a scent of women) but I just thought I just like the nice smell of my mother.
My mother sat very close when she was teaching me homework, and sometimes she even leaned on me while talking.
Now, Koizumi, this is how this phrase is written...
Mom concentrates on explaining what I don't understand English
Looking at my mother's face from the side, her already delicate face looks brighter
Dad said that when he was young, many people chased his mother, but for some reason he was chased by Dad, the honest man.
As I thought about it, I was a little distracted and didn't concentrate on the textbook. Then I suddenly realized that my mother was too close to me, and her breasts were already directly on my arm. It felt a little soft and seemed to be full. Although it was separated by my clothes and bra, it was too thrilling for me who was only thirteen years old.
The penis under the shorts had begun to ejaculate secretly under the table, secretly supporting a small world under the table
But my mother seemed to be unaware of it and was just trying to explain the text. She unknowingly got closer. Now even her beautiful legs in stockings were pressed against my legs and right hand
My mother wore a pair of very thin gray nylon stockings that day. My hands and legs even felt the smoothness and heat coming from the beautiful silk legs.
Although I dare not move because of my nervousness, I seem to put my nerves on my arms that push my chest, and the backs of my hands and legs that touched my thighs in stockings.
The penis that had already been supported on the tent was completely erect, and it was almost worn out from under the shorts.
After maintaining this tight fit for a while, my mother realized that she was too close and sat a little bit away, but she didn't realize that her son had become congested and erect because of her sexy body.
My whole face was like a fire. Even though my mother had already sat open, she still couldn't fade away under the situation just now. She secretly smelled her mother's fragrance and continued to get an erection.
After more than ten minutes, the whole course finally ended, and my mother stretched to take a shower. At this time, I was finally able to relax from hypoxia.
The expectation time is only ten minutes later
After taking a shower, my mother went back to the room. I quickly went into the bathroom to find the ultra-thin gray stockings thrown in the laundry basket. Then I placed them in front of my nose and breathed the body fragrance hard. Then I couldn't wait to take off my pants and put the stockings on my angry penis. Feeling the wonderful stimulation of nylon fibers on my penis, and began to strode them hard.
Almost instantly, the intense pleasure ran through my head from the half-covered glans, stimulating me to spew out a large lump of strong and fishy semen, all sprayed on my mother's stockings and stockings feet.
Usually I would peel off my stockings and ejaculate outside, but today my elbow pressed my mother's breasts, and my back and legs touched my mother's stockings pink legs. The excitement in my mind made me unable to control the ejaculation gate. I lost control and contributed all the white juice to the sexy stockings my mother wore.
Gasp, calmed down from the pleasure of ejaculation, and then I remembered that I was going to start cleaning up the mess
I was nervous and started to wipe the stockings and stockings feet with toilet paper as usual. I found that there was too much semen and used a towel to wipe it, and it was impossible to clean it.
So I dripped a little shower gel and started washing the socks that were dirty with semen. After roughly feeling cleaned, I sucked the stockings dry with a towel, and then stuffed them back to the bottom of the laundry basket. Then I started taking my own shower with guilt.
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I originally thought everything was fine and would not be discovered, but the next day I found out that I was wrong
There was nothing unusual when I got up during the day and went to school. I was doing my homework at the dining table after I got home at night. I don’t know if it was an illusion or something, but I felt that my mother’s face was expressionless and even a little stiff. It seemed that she sat far away. Basically, the distance would not have any physical contact with me.
Then after my study, after my mother went to the bathroom to take a shower, I went to the bathroom to steal my mother's stockings and pistols, and found that my mother was wearing black stockings just now, so why didn't she be in the laundry basket?
After taking a shower, I realized that my mother should have taken her stockings to the balcony to dry them.
Could it be that my mother discovered it?
But did I wash Ah?
Could it be that it was not clean enough?
Which side leaked?
Or is it just a coincidence?
My mind is a little confused and random thoughts
But when I was doing my homework, my mother sat so far and had a cold attitude. I felt that something really happened to this?
Just went to sleep with a suspicious attitude, but I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. I was worried that the matter of stealing stockings and ejaculating inside was leaked. I was thinking about this on the bed, but I didn't sleep all night.
When I got up early in the morning to brush my teeth, my parents had not yet gotten up, so I couldn't resist the temptation of curiosity. I went to the balcony to confirm whether my mother hung her stockings on the balcony. As a result, I walked into the balcony and found that the pair of thin black silk stockings that my mother wore yesterday was hanging in the air with the morning breeze.
Seeing my favorite stockings, I couldn't help swallowing
I didn't vent my desire yesterday, and thought about the stockings that I was lingering in my dreams all night. Now I saw the stockings hanging on the clip. A lust that I didn't satisfy yesterday instantly started to vent.
Thinking that my parents should have not gotten up yet, regardless of whether they had been discovered when they were ejaculated in stockings before, they took off their stockings, took off their pants, put them on their penis that had almost instantly erect.
Ah… The familiar silky touch made my cock very comfortable, and I couldn't help but moan happily
The right hand quickly moved the penis wrapped in thin black stockings, and the left hand held the socks and sucked the light fragrance that had been washed, with a little soapy smell. The slight reason in my heart told me that I must not ejaculate in it when I am about to ejaculate later.
While rubbing my penis through thin black stockings, I fantasized about my mother's beautiful legs in stockings, my mother's fragrant little feet, the breasts that were pressed against my elbows, and the elastic sexy symbol under my clothes.
Those fat breasts must be big, right?
After taking off my stockings and clothes, my mother would definitely look good after she exposed her breasts. She had completely forgotten the memory of breastfeeding when she was a child. If she could watch her breasts and beautiful legs in stockings, she would shoot...
Koizumi, have you gotten up?
I heard my mother's lazy voice coming from the living room. I was nervous for a moment, and I couldn't control it and suddenly spit out the semen.
Hurryingly, I was about to pull the stockings that I was trapped away from the cock that was shot. The first semen was still sprayed firmly into the legs of the socks, and the rest was all scattered on the ground on the balcony.
I was so busy that I quickly wiped the stockings and semen on the floor with my rag hanging on the balcony in a few seconds, and hung the stockings back on the clip. Then I took the pair of student socks hanging on the balcony and walked back to the living room.
Mom, I got up and put on socks on the balcony
At this time, I couldn't see my expression, but I must be smiling very awkwardly
My mother tilted her head slightly and looked at me, and started to prepare breakfast for me without any expression.
I was very nervous during the whole breakfast and couldn't say a word
After finishing the breakfast, I hurriedly changed into my uniform and went to school with guilt.
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That day at school, I was so nervous that I kept thinking about the morning. I felt so idiot, so I wanted to not spray it in my socks. But when I was scared, I would spray it in immediately. It was really miserable. If my mother found out...
No, it must have been discovered!?
I returned home with a restless mood. When I opened the door, I saw that my mother, who should have not gotten off work, was already sitting in the living room. I felt a clear idea.
Sure enough, my mother, who was wearing a company suit, patted the seat next to the sofa and asked me to sit down. I put down my schoolbag and sat next to my mother like a scared puppy.
Mom seems to have asked for leave early to go home. At this time, my father is still working in the company. I think he has to avoid the time when my father is here to talk to me about what’s going on.
Mom turned to look at me. For a few seconds, my mother didn't say anything. I just lowered my head nervously, not knowing whether it was emptying or what, but my eyes kept peeking at my mother's slender black silk long legs under her suit skirt. She was so dying that she didn't forget to peek at her.
Do you know what my mother wants to say to you? Mom broke the silence and asked me first, "I dare not look at my mother or speak," she just nodded heavily.
Why use my mother's stockings?
Mom paused for a moment, and it seemed a bit difficult to tell me about my obscene behavior.
I lowered my head and stared at my mother's stockings and thighs, thinking in a messed-up mind about what to answer. I had been thinking about it all day long at school, but why can't I say a word now?
After being silent for a long time, I forced out a sentence: Because...I think...my mother's legs look very good in stockings...so...so...and then I don't know how to continue.
Hearing my answer, my mother's serious and beautiful face had a subtle subtle face, but she couldn't tell whether she was angry or something. Her sexy black silk legs gently rubbed each other, making a pleasant hissing sound...
All have been caught, I am still thinking about lustful things!!
Koizumi, this is a common phenomenon in adolescence. My mother's crisp sound sounded extremely calm. In the comparison group, I was so embarrassed that I didn't know what to do.
This is normal for children at this time. You should focus on studying hard and you won’t think about these strange things.
Then my mother began to understand the righteousness and continued to instill me that it was wrong. I should study hard and I would not be like this, and such repetitions
I was dizzy and An Jing listened to my mother talking for several minutes, and I finally couldn't help but talk back
But I just feel very comfortable!
I looked up at my mother and replied a little loudly
This simple and powerful sentence suddenly made my mother unable to speak, and I don’t know how to say this son who doesn’t listen to him.
That's very perverted! My mother's attitude has changed from being simple preaching to a little angry. Using stockings is something that is done by perverts!
I am not perverted! I couldn't help but push my mouth up angrily. I just felt that using my mother's stockings was very comfortable. Where is the perverted? I didn't steal it, I put it back Ah!
Why are you kid like this? You still talk back! The mother said angrily, "It's either you steal or not, you're talking about these fallacies, what's wrong with the things that are not allowed is not allowed, it's just a pervert!"
I just think my mother's feet look very sexy in stockings! How can this be perverted? I stared at my mother angrily and said, "
What do you say...what do you say is sexy...what do you say, what do you say, a kid?
Suddenly I heard me say that her feet are very sexy in stockings. It was obvious that my mother was at a loss and knew how to respond. She was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak. It was my mother's fault! I said that your feet in stockings are very beautiful and sexy, so I like Ah! I like to use my mother's stockings Ah, isn't it possible!?
I feel like I'm throwing a broken can. Anyway, I've been caught. I'm like I've tried my best to start talking nonsense.
You kid! You can see that the more you listen, the more angry your mother becomes. The pubertal children are thinking randomly... Anyway, they are perverts, no!
My mother asked me to touch her and I wouldn't think about it all the time!
I blushed and was angry. Suddenly, I stretched out my right hand and touched my mother's stockings thigh and grabbed it hard. My mother shook in shock and opened my right hand. I was not convinced, so I put it on and grabbed the wonderful black stockings thigh.
Bang!
With a sound, my mother slapped me in the face. I turned my face and stared at my mother's face with a red face. My right hand was so angry that I grabbed my mother's sexy stockings and beautiful legs.
Immediately my mother slapped me in the face again, and she was so angry that she was trembling.
I was slapped twice on the face, and tears were filled with my eyes, so I couldn't let the tears fall
My mother took my right hand and wanted to take it away from her leg. I was so angry that I grabbed it and didn't let it go.
The two of them are like children piping off the edge of anger.
At this time, Guoyi was just Guoyi. I was so weak that I was finally pulled away with my right hand, but I immediately turned to my left hand and continued to put it on my mother's stockings and tender legs.
Why are you kid like this? Don’t you listen!?
The angry mother quickly slapped me two more times. I didn't move, and I stared at my mother with red eyes without blinking, just not letting go. Xu Xiangquan, you are so angry that I'm so angry!
Mom yelled and suddenly stood up, stepped hard to the kitchen, and was so popular that she couldn't speak.
I sat on the sofa, lowered my head and said silently. At this time, I slowly dripped my tears, and sat alone and cried.
Maintaining my mother in the kitchen, I was in the living room for a long time, but my father pushed the door open from outside and came back. What caught my eye was the scene of me sitting in the living room crying.
What's wrong with your son? Are you bullied at school?
I scolded me if I didn't get well in the exam. My mother replied to my father's words from the kitchen. I didn't look back at my mother's expression, but her voice had already replied calm. Just ignore him.
Oh, OK, it's just Guoyi, don't keep pushing your son
Dad tried to smooth things over
However, seeing that the atmosphere on the scene was a little stiff, I said again: I'll go lie down first, and then I'll make me hungry after the meal is ready later, my wife...
Okay, husband, go and have a rest first, I will get dinner soon. After my mother said that, she put on her apron and started preparing to make some quick dinner. Dad also took off his smelly socks and took a nap
Sitting in the living room, I wiped my tears. I recalled the argument with my mother just now, and felt angry and aggrieved, and didn't feel wrong at all.
That's it!
Just using my mother's stockings to pistol, it's not illegal!
The more I think about it, the more angry I feel. I always feel that I can’t swallow it. My mother doesn’t use stockings for me, but I insist on using it; my mother doesn’t touch my thighs, but I insist on touching it!
As if I made up my mind, I sat down at the dining table first, with daddy on the right and mom on the left.
When my mother cooked dinner and called her dad, the three of them started to pretend to have dinner normally.
Dad told Mom about the interesting things that happened in the company today, but Mom had a reply without a word, as if she was a little absent-minded
... My mother's body suddenly shook because of me
But my father, who was picking up food, didn't notice it. I secretly stretched out my left foot and touched my mother's stockings and feet.
While picking up food with your right hand, your left hand reached under the table to my mother's stockings thighs, stroking her back and forth without any hesitation.
My mother continued to eat without hesitation, but just gave me a very strict look when my father was not paying attention. I just pretended not to see it, and continued to touch it while eating.
Ordinary color is usually done, at most it is to steal stockings and pistols. He also uses his light to sneak a glance at his mother's silk legs, and he never has the courage to reach out and touch it directly.
Now that I am determined to touch you boldly, I suddenly am not afraid at all, as if I am declaring to my mother: I just want to touch your legs!
Mom tried to brush my legs, and I immediately put them back and continued to sneak. After a few rounds and turns, my mother gave up. Maybe she was worried that I would expose it directly in front of my father. I didn't know what the consequences would be, so I just ignored me and let me touch it myself.
I never had this opportunity before. Now, the cock under my pants is full of erect. I feel so happy to touch the stockings. I feel addicted.
The dinner that should be very long (too short for me) was finally over. My father got up and hummed a song and took a shower. I temporarily let go of my hand on my mother's thighs and started to help my mother pack up the dishes and put them in the sink. This action surprised my mother a little.
Oh, my perverted son will help with housework in addition to touching his legs. What are you going to do?
My mother, who had originally expressed a contemptuous expression, suddenly changed her face, because after I poured all the bowls and plates into the sink, I stretched out my hands directly from behind my mother and stuck the clutches on the stockings thighs under my mother's suit's narrow skirt. She was like a pervert.
What do you want to do?
Mom turned around and scolded me angrily, but she didn't dare to scold me too loudly, for fear that she would be discovered by her father who had just taken a shower.
Sure enough, my mother is thin-skinned. Although it is me who does bad things now, my mother is afraid that her father will know about it. I control this subtle psychology and attack her mother.
... I didn't say anything, just stared at my mother with shameless face, putting my hands on her stockings and thighs without moving
Do you want me to give you stockings?
My mother, who is so annoyed by me that she doesn't know what to do, seems to be planning to give in to me helplessly
But I want to get more at once, and I will directly cede the land and pay compensation, so that my mother can't return it once and then she can't return it again.
I made up my mind and pulled my pants away, and the penis that had already been erect and reddished popped out, hitting my mother's stockings thighs fiercely.
My mother, who was shocked, found that I took out the bird, opened her mouth wide and couldn't speak. She turned around and stepped back and leaned against the sink.
You...you... Mom opened her eyes wide and couldn't speak, her hands tightly on her chest, and she was extremely nervous
I want my mother to help me with a pistol. I was so calm that I was a little scary, and blurted out this perverted request that was extremely abnormal.
You are crazy Ah…!? Mom was almost screaming, hurriedly covering her mouth to prevent herself from shouting
I grabbed my mother's left hand and pulled her hand down, asking her to touch my life
I found that my mother, who was perverted, resisted desperately and wanted to take her hands back on her chest.
Pulling back and forth, stalemate
I really have to compare my strength. Now I am only 160 cm taller, but I should be a mother who is 170 cm taller. If this stalemate continues, my attempt will be difficult to achieve. It is possible to use other means to assist me.
My mother didn't help me with a pistol, so I shouted and asked my father to come out and see how we are now.
Although I was very excited, I restrained myself from threatening my mother in a calm but a little scary tone
To be honest, this is a dangerous move, just to see my mother's thin-skinnedness and attack her. If she calms down and thinks about it, walk away and let me play a solo show by myself. When my father comes out of the shower, it will probably be that my father beat me, this unfilial son.
But now my mother, who is completely in chaos, could not have imagined that so many things were all in her mind. She only had the option of taking back her hands and holding them tightly, and letting me molest her hands. I could see that she didn't know what to do
Seeing that my mother was at a loss and was relaxed, I grabbed my mother's hand on my cock and let her hold my veins-covered penis
Of course, my mother's hand was not held hard, just placed on it, but I felt the cold but tender touch from my palm. I widened my eyes and watched my mother's little hand place on my hot penis. It was so cool that I wanted to shout out.
I grabbed my mother's black stockings with my left hand tightly, and grabbed my mother's left hand with my right hand and let her put my cock in it
Looking up at my mother's beautiful face, her slender eyes were already empty and unconscious, and she didn't know where the focus was.
As I grabbed her left hand and kept swinging back and forth, my wavy curly hair was also swaying in the air.
It's so fucking fun, so fun!
The unfilial perverted son forced his mother to help him with a pistol. Although his mother did not cooperate, she did not resist.
The left hand was just grabbing the thigh, but now he even leaned up into the skirt and pinched the elastic stockings and beautiful buttocks, holding them tightly as if he found a baby and never let go.
The cold and tender feeling on the penis, the double stimulation of pinching the beautiful silk buttocks with my left hand made me reach the peak of pleasure quickly unbearable
Lifting his head to enjoy the moment he rushed to the top, indulging his lust made the pleasure burst, and a thick and fishy white semen sprayed out from his glans, and all shot on his mother's black stockings thighs
After a while, the beautiful black silk legs dyed with the white lustful essence
oh…!
I was so happy that I didn't know what to do. I grabbed my mother's buttocks hard and sprayed them continuously for dozens of seconds.
At this time, my mother still maintained a state of no gods that would let me do whatever she wanted and gave up resistance
The moment I finished ejaculation, my legs fell back with weak legs, and then I let go of my defiled pity mother
As I stepped back on the kitchen wall, my mother suddenly came to her senses. She looked at her thighs under her narrow skirt and the sticky semen on her hands. Then she suddenly woke up and turned on the faucet and washed her hands desperately. Then she didn't care that her stockings were covered with thick white juice, and she pushed me out desperately
Get out of here, get out of here!
Being defiled by me, the angry mother pushed me hard
After ejaculation, my mother was so weak that I was pushed out of the kitchen step by step by step by step. Then my mother ran back to the room without looking back and threw the door hard on it.
The father was still humming a song while taking a shower, and he didn't realize what happened to his son and his wife outside.
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After that incident, I fell into a long cold war with my mother.
There was no conversation all day except asking me to have a meal
Even the time to watch me do my homework after class is over
My mother just watches TV or goes online at night, and basically ignores me at all, and she doesn't even have the same look at me.
I know what I did that time was wrong, but I felt that at most I didn't respect my mother and didn't think it was against ethics.
Maybe it’s just that something wrong in your head is just that you don’t think it’s a wrong thing to satisfy your sexual desire from your mother, as if it’s natural for your mother to help your son solve his desire that cannot be vented…
Even after a few years, I still feel that way, maybe there is something wrong with my head
At the beginning, I didn’t watch my mother instructed me to do my homework, so of course I was so happy. I either watched TV or read comic books borrowed from a bookstore at night, and I didn’t focus on my studies at all.
Such excessive relaxation has indeed suffered a bitter fruit. In the following exams, they all fell sharply. The results that were originally higher than the middle fell to almost the end of the crane
But I am not the kind of guy who can be rotten to the end. My mother ignores me, so I insisted on giving her a surprise and admiration.
Of course, I didn't want to try my best to take the top few exams for myself, but I wanted to show my mother anger: Mom doesn't care about me, I can do it myself.
So after a brief relaxation, I started to study hard after I went home in the evening
In the first few days, my mother thought I just had a lot of homework in school, so she sat in the living room to do her homework. Later, she realized that I was using my time to review my school's homework after I got home.
After a while, my mother, who was as cold as ice, seemed to be a little softened
My mother, who was originally like an ice beauty, started to have occasional intersections with me. Although she still had no normal conversation, she felt that she didn't annoy me as she was at the beginning. When I was studying, she would bring me a glass of juice or hot milk. Although she didn't sit here to watch me review, she sat in the living room and read books and newspapers by herself, and didn't turn on the TV to quarrel, so she let me study quietly in the evening.
In the next exam, I went from almost the last exam to the top one third of the class. Although I was not the top, it was better than before having sex with my mother.
I didn't go to show off to my mother excitedly, but just put the transcript on the living room table and let her see it by herself
During this period, I was still full of lust. I occasionally thought of my mother's beautiful legs in stockings, especially the scene of forcing her to help me shoot me vividly.
But anyway, it's already a stumble (although I did it myself)
I just wanted to show my mother a little while, so I tried to suppress these lustful thoughts by studying (I really made this point for my mother), and focused on my studies without interruption.
After another month's next exam, I rushed to the fourth place in the class, and the glasses of the teachers and classmates in the class were broken.
In everyone's eyes, I am just a little clever but not very serious student. My grades have made great progress for two consecutive months, which is completely beyond the expectations of others.
I was so happy that day I got the transcript. I had an unconcealed smile on the corner of my mouth as I went home.
That night, I personally handed the transcript to my mother. At first, my mother's suspicious eyes turned into surprise after seeing the transcript, and then became happy.
Although the son is lustful, perverted and disobedient, as a mother, I always hope that his son can become a talent, right?
Koizumi is great... Mom finally broke the ice and looked at me with a smile. As expected, the mother who still wants to smile is the most beautiful
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