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Chapter 9

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Early in the morning, I sat quietly at the dining table waiting for my mother to get up. The alarm clock rang on time, and then the sound of my mother's busyness. I evilly stretched my tongue to the longest and licked the corner of my mouth, as if I was savoring something. I went to disturb my mother's clean up the end of last night without any bad taste. It took about ten minutes to hear the sound of the washing machine turning on. I guess the sheets and nightgown were already inside. Son, did you sleep well last night?My mother wasted a lot of time and didn’t have time to have breakfast at home. I brought a piece of corn for my mother to pack. My mother hesitated for a while and seemed to ask casually. Well, I slept very early last night, and it seemed that I had a beautiful dream. There seemed to be a mother in it, but I couldn’t remember the content. My mother seemed to be relieved and hurried to work.

It was around 1:00 noon, this time should be my mother's lunch break. Will she notice that special app? Just as she was thinking about the phone vibrating, the background prompted that my mother had logged into the m-net app, but a minute later, my mother uninstalled it. I sneered, "It's not that easy."

On the other side, my mother found that after uninstalling this app, the screen-off app appeared in the same position again. She didn't believe in evil and tried to delete it several times. After finding that it was useless, she raised her head and looked around. At this time, she was the only one in the office. She came to the toilet in the office in panic and clicked on the contents on the m network.

I can understand every move of my mother through mobile phone monitoring. The fish bit the hook and did other things with confidence.

During the evening study time, I found that my mother had changed into a new phone. Don’t think about resisting her. Sink with me, you can’t escape.At night, I sneaked into my mother's room and downloaded and installed the m-net app on her new phone. The fish that bit the hook almost ran away. I lay on the bed and looked through my mother's mobile phone usage today. She asked other teachers who installed the same education app if there were any bundled software. After receiving a negative reply, she had no choice but to buy a new phone on the way home.

My mother is a teacher, and she cannot directly tell her the inexplicable app on her phone and ask for help. She must suffer this mute loss in this matter.

The time came at noon the next day. I was waiting for my mother to go online on M.net because when she woke up, she found that the app appeared on her phone again, but she had no time to take care of this matter in the morning.

It was earlier than yesterday, and the website backend received a prompt that my mother would go online. After she did not go online this time, she immediately went offline. She browsed the first and only sections. Seeing that my mother would click all the articles that I had topped, I was sure that from this moment, my mother's world would undergo earth-shaking changes.

Through the built-in function of the app, I can directly see my mother's mobile phone operation. I should be reading the article carefully as she slowly slides the screen of the phone.

There are four articles on the top. When the last article was about to be finished, I operated the background and sent a pop-up window to my mother, which was the sex toy store mentioned in the article!

My mother, who was confused by the various new things in the article, clicked on the pop-up window. The prompt on the page was a first-class store, and the products inside were all sexy clothing pictures I stolen from the Internet. The only toy product was topped by me, and the name was a simulated massage stick.

I am very confident that my mother will buy a massage stick because she already knows that she can use a massage stick to release her sexual desire. Recently, things should make her realize that her desire is out of control. She needs the help of a massage stick. She is the best person to save face. It is impossible for her to buy such things from other channels or places. Sooner or later, there will be good news.

I continued to send my mother a soup with ginseng with Saint Powder in the evening. The seeds have been planted. All I can do now is wait. After only two days, at 11 o'clock in the evening, in my room, a fishy smell unique to semen was particularly obvious. Yes, I was masturbating, watching my phone, and masturbating with my mother!

The screen on the phone is in the bathroom, and now it is no longer visible due to steam. However, before the heat has completely risen, I have seen my shy mother inserting two jade fingers into her beautiful vagina (the previous one is too awkward, this is the yellow text, no need for a synonym for private petals). I wonder who my mother is thinking about when masturbating, is it my father or me or even someone else?

I lit a sandalwood that I made myself to help sleep and refresh the air. I fell asleep in a daze. When I woke up, my phone showed new information. I woke up as soon as I was shocked. When I clicked on it, I placed an order on M.com last night. She took a photo of the massage stick. The delivery address was in our community. However, she was careful and did not specify the specific number of doors, but just asked the express delivery supermarket to be delivered to the community.

I must not have a massage stick on my hand, but there are many choices in the major forums online. After thinking about it over and over again, combined with my two intimate contacts with my mother, I chose a medium-sized massage stick and gestured the size of the medium-sized and the size of the weapon under my crotch. It was completely incomparable. My mother's beautiful pussy may not be able to accommodate my great things. This is also a problem. An immature idea is brewing again.