My aunt smiled sinisterly, ignored her mother, turned around and returned to the guest room
My mother and my aunt's fight made me thrilling. In fact, my mother has paid great attention to keeping a distance from me since she was a child. She is not too close or too distant. My aunt has been pointing fingers and fingers since she entered the house, which made my mother feel that my aunt is questioning her ability as a mother, and her mother is a verb. What she said just now is just a quarrel but her mind is just talking nonsense.
Mom hugged her chest with her hands, her pretty face looked at the sky forty-five degrees, as if she had already ascended to the throne of the king of the first zone. The next second, my mother's fair neck was visible to the naked eye and red all the way behind her ears. Mom realized that it was not only the two sisters who were making mouths and guns. My main player in the bridal chamber was still standing aside. Mom stood there stiffly and motionless. The atmosphere became more and more awkward. I was like a needle and needle, symbolically slapping two bites of food, and said softly that I was full, and quickly escaped from this place of right and wrong.
The dispute between my mother and aunt made me a little absent-minded all day long, fantasizing whether my mother is so one billionth of times and really just follows me. Of course, at best, it is just to provide me with a new fantasy material when doing craftsmanship in the future.
However, what I never expected was that when I was sleeping at night, my mother actually pushed the door open and came in...
I was leaning against the head of the bed and was comfortably browsing TikTok. Suddenly I heard two slight knocks on the door. Before I could answer, my mother opened the door and came in. For my mother, knocking on the door was just to give me face.
I sat up straight and was about to ask my mother what she ordered. My mother, who had always only worn round-neck split pajamas and pajamas, actually wore a pink silk nightgown. Although the collar was very high, it still exposed a large area of snow-white and delicate skin on her chest. Her clavicle was clearly distinguished, making people want to pour the best wine into the delicate nest and gently lick it. The two slender and plump white legs were tightly tied together without a gap. The delicate jade feet were put in the slippers printed with Guata, pink and white. The thin nightgown was hung on the round and white shoulders with only two slender laces. Just pull it gently, a jade body as delicate as an artwork will appear in front of you.
……
It looks familiar no matter how you look...
Isn’t this the one I wore that night?!
I also put my dick into my aunt's buttocks and rubbed it, and finally it seemed that I was still ejaculating on my aunt's back...
I was a little messy. My mother was wearing a nightgown that was once covered in my semen and came to my room alone in the middle of the night. She stood timidly at the end of the bed and looked at me embarrassedly.
The chicken began to be excited!
The chicken began to get congested!
The chicken began to look up!
The chickens are starting to grow longer!
The chicken began to stand up!
Chicken restart failed!
The chicken fell down again!
The chicken retracted again!
The chicken became shorter than before!…
My dick jumped and I couldn't stand up and show off my power. The system's anti-virus sucking was too fierce. I don't know how long it will take to recover, so it saves me from the embarrassment of holding a big tent in front of my mother.
Mom...Mom, are you?
My throat was a little dry. Could it be that what my mother and aunt said were not jokes?
My mother really came to me for a wedding chamber?
Knowing that this is impossible, I just couldn't help but think about it in this regard
Or in fact, I was already dead that night, now this is paradise...
Mom still feels a little scared. Can you... squeeze with you, if you don't want to, just forget it if you don't want to.
No, no, no, so great! You can just treat me as a mattress and lie on me and sleep!
All my eyes were left was my mother wearing a seductive nightgown, afraid that the mother who came to the door would fly with wings.
My mother rolled my eyes. I wonder if it was because of the too exposed pajamas on me or a single mother who came to my son's room in such ambiguous clothes at night. My mother seemed very nervous and didn't bother with me. Seeing that I was constantly looking up and down, she hurriedly explained:
I... I took all my pajamas to wash, so I borrowed one from your aunt first to make do with it. Wouldn't it look strange?
Although my mother’s reason is far-fetched, who cares? I wish all my mother’s pajamas would be smashed by the washing machine. I wonder if my aunt knew that my mother would sleep on my side tonight, or was it because my aunt’s mother came over, but she picked this nightgown that I had ejaculated and lent it to my mother. What a terrible bad taste...
Although the similarity between my mother and my aunt is as high as 90%, the strong contrast between the elderly pajamas worn by my mother over the years and the current image has completely compared my aunt. My mother's painting style has quickly moved from the 1980s to modern times. I resisted the urge to raise my phone to record this scene.
Not surprising or not! Not surprising at all!
I quickly expressed my opinion and gave my mother spiritual support
Mom looks much better than my aunt!
Mom straightened her waist, her chest was raised high, and the corners of her mouth raised, and a charming smile appeared.
Yes! I said that her breasts are too big and her clothes are definitely not as good as me...
The smile suddenly became restrained again. The mother realized how weird his aunt's breasts were when talking to her son. She coughed lightly. She looked straight, put her hands on her hips and said to me:
What time is it that I still haven't sleeped?!
It's less than ten o'clock...
Do you still want your eyes to lie on the bed and play with your phone?!
Am I sitting...
Put your feet on the bed if you wash them?!...
Wash it, don't believe it, you smell it...
I don’t smell your big stinky feet. I won’t wash it again after washing it. I feel sour and sour even from this far away!
My mother was changing the topic rudely. I was busy dealing with it, afraid that my mother would make excuses to go back to her house to sleep, so she hurried to the bathroom and carefully washed it again. The lights in the living room were turned off and my aunt's room was also turned off. Is it the tradition of my mother's mother's family to go to bed at 10 o'clock?
I was anxious to "breeding room" with my mother and returned to the bedroom. My mother had already lying on the bed. As soon as I entered the door, my mother asked me to turn off the light. I looked at it. My mother was lying on her side facing the wall, covered with a thin blanket, covering all the spring light. I was a little disappointed, but I still turned off the light obediently and jumped onto the bed with two steps.
Hey hey, hey, hey, he is still like a child, can’t he lightly go to bed? After the mattress is broken, you will be crushed
Isn't this dark and invisible? I'm afraid I will hit my toes later, thanks to Ah
Mom stopped talking, her breathing gradually began to calm down
Although I have been sleeping with my mother these days, there is an aunt next to me. It’s different tonight. There is no horror and depression atmosphere, no treacherous ghosts looking around, no extra light bulbs to mess up. My mother just lies beside me without any warning, wearing a convenient nightgown. I just need to wait for my mother to fall asleep, quietly take off the inconvenient panties, and be able to integrate with my mother...
This situation exists in my fantasy. Not to mention that this is inconsistent with my ultimate goal, now even if my mother takes off her naked and appears in front of me with her butt sticking out, I can't get hard, but it's okay to take advantage of it. I pray that the system will give me a night attack card. It took twenty minutes. No matter how strong my wishes are or how pious I am, the prop bar is still empty.
Just as I was struggling to take a chance, my mother suddenly turned over and turned from facing the wall to me.
Liangliang, are you asleep?
Not yet, what's wrong
In the darkness, I felt my mother's bright big eyes seem to be staring at me
It took a while for my mother to continue saying:
That...what did you think about what you said to your aunt?
My aunt said mine?
Is it referring to my aunt talking about my mother's love?
Did my mother come to my room to talk to me about Oedipus? But as one of the most important parties, my mother clearly would be more suitable for the day, but she was abnormal and dressed so cool at night. She lay with me who was suspected of Oedipus and talked about my opinion on Oedipus?
If my mother had a negative and disgusted attitude towards Oedipus, how could she do this? Is this a hidden signal from my mother? Is her mother hinting at me?
I was a little distracted by my bold guess. How should I answer? Will my mother be testing my attitude towards Oedipus? I want to deny it, will I miss the most important opportunity in my life? But if I take the opportunity to confess, the time seems to be not ripe and I am trapped in a difficult choice.
Maybe I have been pondering for too long, and my mother stretched out a hand to my ear before she could answer, fiddled with my earlobe, gently twisted the ends of my hair, and murmured softly: Do you want to kiss me?...Mom?
My mother's other hand, which was pressing against her side, also raised her. With the bright moonlight shining through the single-layer curtains, I saw my mother's jade hand slowly pointing to her red lips.
I just felt a stream of passionate blood hitting my head and almost rushed over and hugged my mother and started to chew it. However, the rational alarm bell kept ringing. If I had any guesses about my mother's intentions before, I can basically be sure now... Mom is definitely not what I meant!
From my perspective, my mother's affection for me has stabilized at 50% over the ups and downs of the past few days, which is not enough to prompt my mother to take the initiative to kiss. Moreover, it is not the scraps of cheeks and foreheads, which is a place where even the mother and son, no matter how close they are, they will not touch Ah!
However, my mother did this again. Isn’t the person in front of me not my mother at all?
My mother and my aunt's fight made me thrilling. In fact, my mother has paid great attention to keeping a distance from me since she was a child. She is not too close or too distant. My aunt has been pointing fingers and fingers since she entered the house, which made my mother feel that my aunt is questioning her ability as a mother, and her mother is a verb. What she said just now is just a quarrel but her mind is just talking nonsense.
Mom hugged her chest with her hands, her pretty face looked at the sky forty-five degrees, as if she had already ascended to the throne of the king of the first zone. The next second, my mother's fair neck was visible to the naked eye and red all the way behind her ears. Mom realized that it was not only the two sisters who were making mouths and guns. My main player in the bridal chamber was still standing aside. Mom stood there stiffly and motionless. The atmosphere became more and more awkward. I was like a needle and needle, symbolically slapping two bites of food, and said softly that I was full, and quickly escaped from this place of right and wrong.
The dispute between my mother and aunt made me a little absent-minded all day long, fantasizing whether my mother is so one billionth of times and really just follows me. Of course, at best, it is just to provide me with a new fantasy material when doing craftsmanship in the future.
However, what I never expected was that when I was sleeping at night, my mother actually pushed the door open and came in...
I was leaning against the head of the bed and was comfortably browsing TikTok. Suddenly I heard two slight knocks on the door. Before I could answer, my mother opened the door and came in. For my mother, knocking on the door was just to give me face.
I sat up straight and was about to ask my mother what she ordered. My mother, who had always only worn round-neck split pajamas and pajamas, actually wore a pink silk nightgown. Although the collar was very high, it still exposed a large area of snow-white and delicate skin on her chest. Her clavicle was clearly distinguished, making people want to pour the best wine into the delicate nest and gently lick it. The two slender and plump white legs were tightly tied together without a gap. The delicate jade feet were put in the slippers printed with Guata, pink and white. The thin nightgown was hung on the round and white shoulders with only two slender laces. Just pull it gently, a jade body as delicate as an artwork will appear in front of you.
……
It looks familiar no matter how you look...
Isn’t this the one I wore that night?!
I also put my dick into my aunt's buttocks and rubbed it, and finally it seemed that I was still ejaculating on my aunt's back...
I was a little messy. My mother was wearing a nightgown that was once covered in my semen and came to my room alone in the middle of the night. She stood timidly at the end of the bed and looked at me embarrassedly.
The chicken began to be excited!
The chicken began to get congested!
The chicken began to look up!
The chickens are starting to grow longer!
The chicken began to stand up!
Chicken restart failed!
The chicken fell down again!
The chicken retracted again!
The chicken became shorter than before!…
My dick jumped and I couldn't stand up and show off my power. The system's anti-virus sucking was too fierce. I don't know how long it will take to recover, so it saves me from the embarrassment of holding a big tent in front of my mother.
Mom...Mom, are you?
My throat was a little dry. Could it be that what my mother and aunt said were not jokes?
My mother really came to me for a wedding chamber?
Knowing that this is impossible, I just couldn't help but think about it in this regard
Or in fact, I was already dead that night, now this is paradise...
Mom still feels a little scared. Can you... squeeze with you, if you don't want to, just forget it if you don't want to.
No, no, no, so great! You can just treat me as a mattress and lie on me and sleep!
All my eyes were left was my mother wearing a seductive nightgown, afraid that the mother who came to the door would fly with wings.
My mother rolled my eyes. I wonder if it was because of the too exposed pajamas on me or a single mother who came to my son's room in such ambiguous clothes at night. My mother seemed very nervous and didn't bother with me. Seeing that I was constantly looking up and down, she hurriedly explained:
I... I took all my pajamas to wash, so I borrowed one from your aunt first to make do with it. Wouldn't it look strange?
Although my mother’s reason is far-fetched, who cares? I wish all my mother’s pajamas would be smashed by the washing machine. I wonder if my aunt knew that my mother would sleep on my side tonight, or was it because my aunt’s mother came over, but she picked this nightgown that I had ejaculated and lent it to my mother. What a terrible bad taste...
Although the similarity between my mother and my aunt is as high as 90%, the strong contrast between the elderly pajamas worn by my mother over the years and the current image has completely compared my aunt. My mother's painting style has quickly moved from the 1980s to modern times. I resisted the urge to raise my phone to record this scene.
Not surprising or not! Not surprising at all!
I quickly expressed my opinion and gave my mother spiritual support
Mom looks much better than my aunt!
Mom straightened her waist, her chest was raised high, and the corners of her mouth raised, and a charming smile appeared.
Yes! I said that her breasts are too big and her clothes are definitely not as good as me...
The smile suddenly became restrained again. The mother realized how weird his aunt's breasts were when talking to her son. She coughed lightly. She looked straight, put her hands on her hips and said to me:
What time is it that I still haven't sleeped?!
It's less than ten o'clock...
Do you still want your eyes to lie on the bed and play with your phone?!
Am I sitting...
Put your feet on the bed if you wash them?!...
Wash it, don't believe it, you smell it...
I don’t smell your big stinky feet. I won’t wash it again after washing it. I feel sour and sour even from this far away!
My mother was changing the topic rudely. I was busy dealing with it, afraid that my mother would make excuses to go back to her house to sleep, so she hurried to the bathroom and carefully washed it again. The lights in the living room were turned off and my aunt's room was also turned off. Is it the tradition of my mother's mother's family to go to bed at 10 o'clock?
I was anxious to "breeding room" with my mother and returned to the bedroom. My mother had already lying on the bed. As soon as I entered the door, my mother asked me to turn off the light. I looked at it. My mother was lying on her side facing the wall, covered with a thin blanket, covering all the spring light. I was a little disappointed, but I still turned off the light obediently and jumped onto the bed with two steps.
Hey hey, hey, hey, he is still like a child, can’t he lightly go to bed? After the mattress is broken, you will be crushed
Isn't this dark and invisible? I'm afraid I will hit my toes later, thanks to Ah
Mom stopped talking, her breathing gradually began to calm down
Although I have been sleeping with my mother these days, there is an aunt next to me. It’s different tonight. There is no horror and depression atmosphere, no treacherous ghosts looking around, no extra light bulbs to mess up. My mother just lies beside me without any warning, wearing a convenient nightgown. I just need to wait for my mother to fall asleep, quietly take off the inconvenient panties, and be able to integrate with my mother...
This situation exists in my fantasy. Not to mention that this is inconsistent with my ultimate goal, now even if my mother takes off her naked and appears in front of me with her butt sticking out, I can't get hard, but it's okay to take advantage of it. I pray that the system will give me a night attack card. It took twenty minutes. No matter how strong my wishes are or how pious I am, the prop bar is still empty.
Just as I was struggling to take a chance, my mother suddenly turned over and turned from facing the wall to me.
Liangliang, are you asleep?
Not yet, what's wrong
In the darkness, I felt my mother's bright big eyes seem to be staring at me
It took a while for my mother to continue saying:
That...what did you think about what you said to your aunt?
My aunt said mine?
Is it referring to my aunt talking about my mother's love?
Did my mother come to my room to talk to me about Oedipus? But as one of the most important parties, my mother clearly would be more suitable for the day, but she was abnormal and dressed so cool at night. She lay with me who was suspected of Oedipus and talked about my opinion on Oedipus?
If my mother had a negative and disgusted attitude towards Oedipus, how could she do this? Is this a hidden signal from my mother? Is her mother hinting at me?
I was a little distracted by my bold guess. How should I answer? Will my mother be testing my attitude towards Oedipus? I want to deny it, will I miss the most important opportunity in my life? But if I take the opportunity to confess, the time seems to be not ripe and I am trapped in a difficult choice.
Maybe I have been pondering for too long, and my mother stretched out a hand to my ear before she could answer, fiddled with my earlobe, gently twisted the ends of my hair, and murmured softly: Do you want to kiss me?...Mom?
My mother's other hand, which was pressing against her side, also raised her. With the bright moonlight shining through the single-layer curtains, I saw my mother's jade hand slowly pointing to her red lips.
I just felt a stream of passionate blood hitting my head and almost rushed over and hugged my mother and started to chew it. However, the rational alarm bell kept ringing. If I had any guesses about my mother's intentions before, I can basically be sure now... Mom is definitely not what I meant!
From my perspective, my mother's affection for me has stabilized at 50% over the ups and downs of the past few days, which is not enough to prompt my mother to take the initiative to kiss. Moreover, it is not the scraps of cheeks and foreheads, which is a place where even the mother and son, no matter how close they are, they will not touch Ah!
However, my mother did this again. Isn’t the person in front of me not my mother at all?
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