The ban on not being allowed to look back is a good thing for me. I can hold my cock openly and keep my erect without worrying about being noticed by my mother.
I walked out of the room and moved carefully like a landmine. My mother followed me step by step, just like the scene when she was a child she was escorting me to kindergarten. The difference is that at this time, my mother did not hold a weapon to deter me, but a magical barrier that prevented me from turning into a werewolf.
This plot seemed to have come to an end. Until I stood smoothly at the door of the presidential suite, no strange changes happened. It seems that the monster has really finished filming.
I reached out to explore the empty door, and even the air wall disappeared. I felt relieved. As soon as I stepped into the door, my mother behind me suddenly grabbed the pants under my buttocks.
My hair immediately exploded, I clenched my fists with both hands, and made a warning posture, and my eyes were scanning the object's body. Did my mother see something strange that I didn't notice?
Before I could ask, I heard my mother say quietly: Follow the direction of my force, slowly turn around.
I was a little confused, and then suddenly realized that my mother was worried about something I looked at again, so she thought of such a synchronous rotation operation. I had been putting the POSS for a long time
Whether it is verbal or physical teasing, you need to grasp a measure. My mother's tolerance for me is almost exhausted today. I did not make any small moves. I obediently cooperated with my mother to exchange positions. Just as I stood still, my mother issued the next order: Mom is going back to the room to change clothes now. You are not allowed to look back before hearing the sound of closing the door. You know the consequences!
Before I could agree, a series of sounds sounded behind me, barefoot on the wooden board
Mom couldn't wait to rush towards her room, throwing away the rag that covered her shit
I curled a sneer on the corner of my mouth, immediately turned around and glanced quickly, and then maintained a straight standing posture again
Mom is not an aunt. Although she has always been a defense against me, she will not think badly about me, and will involuntarily bring the filter of a gentleman; the lover's eyes are Xi Shi, and in the mother's eyes, the son is the most complete man in the world. Therefore, only when the mother and son are combined can we bring happiness to the mother that no one can give her.
If it were my aunt, she would never let her eyes leave me for a second. She would definitely take a step backwards to retreat to a safe base with confidence. From a logical judgment, how could my mother expect that I had no psychological burden for peeking at my mother's body? Even if my mother wanted to kill me off guard, she would probably confirm whether I was honestly facing the wall when she was halfway through, so my choice was to unexpectedly accomplish what I wanted to do at the beginning.
Close my eyes, and I savored the glimpse of the moment: my mother's jade back is slender and white, perfect and flawless; the exquisite and seductive curves are closed between her waist, and a surprising curve suddenly rises on her hips; the well-proportioned and plump legs are quickly intertwined, and the two plump and white buttocks shake violently as my mother runs. The edge of the white tiger pubic hill can even be seen under the deep buttock groove.
I couldn't help but think back a long time ago, when I just woke up my mother's consciousness of being a super beauty, and I was naive to imitate the routine routines of mother-son novels.
I pulled my mother, who was still cooking, and sat on the sofa in the living room. I excitedly took out the first place in the multi-school joint exam and asked my mother for credit. But my mother mistakenly thought that I was going to speak to her purse, and hurriedly escaped back to the bedroom. The scene of the big buttocks wrapped under the black slim jeans twisted and charming scenes have been deeply imprinted in my memory
Since that day, I have been looking forward to seeing my mother running away with her bare ass. This look has also eliminated my obsession, Amitabha Buddha
With a slam, my mother closed her door and pulled me back from her memories
I also started to act. First, I locked the living room door to prevent something strange suddenly from coming in. Then I rushed into my aunt's room without stopping. As soon as I pushed the door, a faint lewd breath came from the air. I forgot to open the window for ventilation.
My aunt fell asleep quietly as I did when I first left the house. I still couldn't believe that I actually had that kind of relationship with my aunt.
Although she and her mother have extremely similar faces, their temperaments are very different, one is domineering and unrestrained, and the other is introverted. Both of them have their own merits, but they don’t look like twins at all. No wonder they don’t have the legendary telepathy between them.
Under my gaze, two rows of progress bars slowly emerged from my aunt's head
I widened my eyes. Although the little white-haired verbally confirmed that my aunt had been included in one of the energy suppliers, it was far less shocking than I saw with my own eyes. This means that I had a desire for my aunt as much as my mother. There was much more to lust. Otherwise, any woman with big breasts, thin waists, and erect butts could become the energy of the system. I still need to worry about the end of the world.
In other words, I really fell in love with my aunt instead of just greed for her body
When I first met, I only felt that this woman who looks no different from my mother was not cute at all. Although her small skirt was very topless with black stockings, everything that hindered my mother's pursuit was something that needed to be eliminated.
Later, as my aunt and I gradually became more and more affair, my aunt was impressed by my personality charm (fog), and went from being a stuttering stick that tripped me into a dog-headed military tutor who helped me out of advice.
Although I have always been worried about whether this smart woman is playing a big game, I have also slowly discovered her unique charm. It has nothing to do with her big breasts that are suspected to be Ecup, her slender legs under ultra-thin stockings, her round and perky peach fat ass, and her calm and confident driving a Ferrari with one hand, but her interesting soul hidden under the goddess's appearance.
My spirit is highly compatible with my aunt, and my soul is at the same frequency. Gradually, I became obsessed with this crazy woman who is neither big nor small in front of me, loves to play tricks, and dares to say anything to my nephew.
Hey, am I a little bit shit?
While I love my mother deeply, I fall in love with my aunt again. I seem to have a good impression of that girl, Mr. Su. I have had an idea.
I am only fifteen years old, so I have to shoulder such a heavy burden?
Is the son of fate destined to be passionate?
How can I get busy then?
In my mind, I was planning my mother, and I turned on my aunt's brand in two, four and six. Mi Huahua's small body was enough to give her a day. When I saw the values on the two progress bars clearly, the surprise instantly turned into fear, and my heart was like falling into an ice cave.
I really fell in love with my aunt, but it doesn’t mean that I like me too!
What are I doing in the Spring and Autumn Dream?!
The only ten points of favorability and a little bit of affection mean that my aunt not only doesn’t like me at all, but she hates her to the core. What I did to her deeply broke the firm-minded aunt
If it was my mother's favor for me, the orange light shining, and my aunt's favor for me was the extreme cold
I can comfort myself with the value of family affection, but it was not too high. After all, judging from the stories my aunt once told me, she met me when I was just born; the real reunion was when my mother was summoned to take me away last time.
Family affection is not born with blood. Apart from mother and son, it cannot grow without long-term dependence. Otherwise, it depends on the relationship between him and your elders.
For me, the lower the value of family affection, the chance I have to do something beyond the scope of family affection. However, it is precisely because my aunt has little value for family affection that she will not show mercy to me.
My aunt's favor for me has been reduced to the point where even if she faces a stranger, as long as she is not too annoying, it will not be so low. I suspect that the ten points of favorability were earned by me who worked hard to send my aunt to the peak again and again, otherwise it would be no exaggeration to return to zero.
If her little pistol was still there, she might have killed me directly when she woke up.
I searched through the entire store and none of the thousands of props could solve my urgent needs. I didn’t even have basic skills such as hypnosis and brainwashing. I found [One-handed bra], [Mental Period Prediction] and other things I don’t know if I have any hang-ups.
My aunt always wakes up, and the more I think about her temper, the more I feel desperate. Now I can only delay for a while. It is urgent. I must not let my mother enter this room.
Although my mother hasn't done that for many years, she is not a little girl after all. This smell is likely to be recognized by her mother.
I hurriedly opened a thin slit in the window in the room and rushed out. I had been delaying in my aunt's room for a long time, and my mother might suddenly open the door and come in at any time.
As soon as I left the door, I almost ran into my mother standing at the door. I was so scared that I suddenly pulled the door to death, for fear that the breath in the room would leak out, so that my mother could notice something
The wooden door panel made a crisp sound, echoing in the quiet living room. I prayed devoutly that my aunt would not wake me up.
I'm scared you to death! I was so frivolous. I didn't have time to ask just now, is your aunt with you? Is she okay?
My mother took two steps back and distanced me a little. At this time, she had already put on a white round-neck T-shirt, and her perky breasts stretched her top to a full extent. And what she was wearing was the black tight jeans that outlined my mother's plump legs and plump buttocks.
Inspired by my mother, I thought of an excuse in an instant and said softly: When I saw my aunt fall behind, I turned around to find her. In a blink of an eye, I couldn’t find you. My aunt and I could only go back to the room and wait for you first.
We also encountered some situations, but there was no danger. Auntie, she is fine, don't worry, a single hair has not fallen off, but I just checked it, she is still resting, let's not disturb her, you see, you are tired, you yawn a few times, go and rest first, it's late at night now, I'll just stay here.
In fact, when I had sex with my aunt before, I pressed my aunt's hair several times, and it would definitely be unrealistic not to fall off one of them...
It's fine, go and wear a dress quickly, don't catch a cold
My mother breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyes suddenly glanced at my naked upper body, as if she had discovered a new world. She said in surprise: Hey, where is your belly? It’s so cute, why has it turned into lump meat? When did you start secretly practicing abdominal muscles? Are you in love?
Speaking of which, my mother's understanding of my figure was still in elementary school, and my family was not allowed to be shirtless. Not only did I not have the opportunity to eat my mother's tofu through my eyes, but my mother hadn't seen me naked for many years. I wonder if she would be shocked when she discovered that the delicate little green worm had transformed into a giant python.
I have no belly since the fifth grade. Have I started dating in elementary school? I exercised to better protect you? I have never held a girl's hand
Theoretically, although I passed my aunt's little Xiangqiu criticism, my aunt is my own person and should not count, so I did not lie.
It sounds nice, I'm afraid that if I marry a wife in the future, I will forget my mother, this yellow-faced woman.
Mom came up and pointed at my abdominal muscles. As my mother's green onion fingers fell on my belly, her little mouth became more and more pouted, and she seemed to be very dissatisfied with the disappearance of my belly.
I quickly stopped my mother's childish behavior, so of course I couldn't bear it if I let her poke it a few times
Originally, I was secretly proud, and finally inadvertently showed my years of training results in front of my mother. How natural and unpretentious I was looking forward to my mother realizing from a physical perspective that my son has grown up and is a mature man to rely on.
However, from my data perspective, my mother's favorability has actually decreased a little!
Although I haven't found any essential difference between 99 and 100 yet, if I don't shout to stop, I don't know if this eel-turned woman will directly 1, 1, and I won't lose my favorability by 1, 1.
I am a little worried about the day when I meet my mother honestly. At that time, my mother might be playing my big cock with resentment, complaining about why it is completely different from the whiteness and tenderness of my childhood. It becomes big, thick, black and ugly, and it is not adorable at all...
Mom curled her lips and was even more dissatisfied with my behavior of not letting her poke my stomach, but Mom didn't say anything else and left in silence. Her back seemed to have grown aged ten years.
She really had an obsession with my once small belly...
With my mother's exaggerated reaction, I couldn't help but wonder if my mother had any evil relationship with my belly...
No, no matter how hard my mother breaks it, she will never have any relationship with a bunch of fat.
Could it be that my mother actually realized that I would stand alone one day, and she was afraid that the day when I left her would get closer?
This conclusion is reasonable, but it is not very reasonable. Why did the favorability lose me a little...
I walked out of the room and moved carefully like a landmine. My mother followed me step by step, just like the scene when she was a child she was escorting me to kindergarten. The difference is that at this time, my mother did not hold a weapon to deter me, but a magical barrier that prevented me from turning into a werewolf.
This plot seemed to have come to an end. Until I stood smoothly at the door of the presidential suite, no strange changes happened. It seems that the monster has really finished filming.
I reached out to explore the empty door, and even the air wall disappeared. I felt relieved. As soon as I stepped into the door, my mother behind me suddenly grabbed the pants under my buttocks.
My hair immediately exploded, I clenched my fists with both hands, and made a warning posture, and my eyes were scanning the object's body. Did my mother see something strange that I didn't notice?
Before I could ask, I heard my mother say quietly: Follow the direction of my force, slowly turn around.
I was a little confused, and then suddenly realized that my mother was worried about something I looked at again, so she thought of such a synchronous rotation operation. I had been putting the POSS for a long time
Whether it is verbal or physical teasing, you need to grasp a measure. My mother's tolerance for me is almost exhausted today. I did not make any small moves. I obediently cooperated with my mother to exchange positions. Just as I stood still, my mother issued the next order: Mom is going back to the room to change clothes now. You are not allowed to look back before hearing the sound of closing the door. You know the consequences!
Before I could agree, a series of sounds sounded behind me, barefoot on the wooden board
Mom couldn't wait to rush towards her room, throwing away the rag that covered her shit
I curled a sneer on the corner of my mouth, immediately turned around and glanced quickly, and then maintained a straight standing posture again
Mom is not an aunt. Although she has always been a defense against me, she will not think badly about me, and will involuntarily bring the filter of a gentleman; the lover's eyes are Xi Shi, and in the mother's eyes, the son is the most complete man in the world. Therefore, only when the mother and son are combined can we bring happiness to the mother that no one can give her.
If it were my aunt, she would never let her eyes leave me for a second. She would definitely take a step backwards to retreat to a safe base with confidence. From a logical judgment, how could my mother expect that I had no psychological burden for peeking at my mother's body? Even if my mother wanted to kill me off guard, she would probably confirm whether I was honestly facing the wall when she was halfway through, so my choice was to unexpectedly accomplish what I wanted to do at the beginning.
Close my eyes, and I savored the glimpse of the moment: my mother's jade back is slender and white, perfect and flawless; the exquisite and seductive curves are closed between her waist, and a surprising curve suddenly rises on her hips; the well-proportioned and plump legs are quickly intertwined, and the two plump and white buttocks shake violently as my mother runs. The edge of the white tiger pubic hill can even be seen under the deep buttock groove.
I couldn't help but think back a long time ago, when I just woke up my mother's consciousness of being a super beauty, and I was naive to imitate the routine routines of mother-son novels.
I pulled my mother, who was still cooking, and sat on the sofa in the living room. I excitedly took out the first place in the multi-school joint exam and asked my mother for credit. But my mother mistakenly thought that I was going to speak to her purse, and hurriedly escaped back to the bedroom. The scene of the big buttocks wrapped under the black slim jeans twisted and charming scenes have been deeply imprinted in my memory
Since that day, I have been looking forward to seeing my mother running away with her bare ass. This look has also eliminated my obsession, Amitabha Buddha
With a slam, my mother closed her door and pulled me back from her memories
I also started to act. First, I locked the living room door to prevent something strange suddenly from coming in. Then I rushed into my aunt's room without stopping. As soon as I pushed the door, a faint lewd breath came from the air. I forgot to open the window for ventilation.
My aunt fell asleep quietly as I did when I first left the house. I still couldn't believe that I actually had that kind of relationship with my aunt.
Although she and her mother have extremely similar faces, their temperaments are very different, one is domineering and unrestrained, and the other is introverted. Both of them have their own merits, but they don’t look like twins at all. No wonder they don’t have the legendary telepathy between them.
Under my gaze, two rows of progress bars slowly emerged from my aunt's head
I widened my eyes. Although the little white-haired verbally confirmed that my aunt had been included in one of the energy suppliers, it was far less shocking than I saw with my own eyes. This means that I had a desire for my aunt as much as my mother. There was much more to lust. Otherwise, any woman with big breasts, thin waists, and erect butts could become the energy of the system. I still need to worry about the end of the world.
In other words, I really fell in love with my aunt instead of just greed for her body
When I first met, I only felt that this woman who looks no different from my mother was not cute at all. Although her small skirt was very topless with black stockings, everything that hindered my mother's pursuit was something that needed to be eliminated.
Later, as my aunt and I gradually became more and more affair, my aunt was impressed by my personality charm (fog), and went from being a stuttering stick that tripped me into a dog-headed military tutor who helped me out of advice.
Although I have always been worried about whether this smart woman is playing a big game, I have also slowly discovered her unique charm. It has nothing to do with her big breasts that are suspected to be Ecup, her slender legs under ultra-thin stockings, her round and perky peach fat ass, and her calm and confident driving a Ferrari with one hand, but her interesting soul hidden under the goddess's appearance.
My spirit is highly compatible with my aunt, and my soul is at the same frequency. Gradually, I became obsessed with this crazy woman who is neither big nor small in front of me, loves to play tricks, and dares to say anything to my nephew.
Hey, am I a little bit shit?
While I love my mother deeply, I fall in love with my aunt again. I seem to have a good impression of that girl, Mr. Su. I have had an idea.
I am only fifteen years old, so I have to shoulder such a heavy burden?
Is the son of fate destined to be passionate?
How can I get busy then?
In my mind, I was planning my mother, and I turned on my aunt's brand in two, four and six. Mi Huahua's small body was enough to give her a day. When I saw the values on the two progress bars clearly, the surprise instantly turned into fear, and my heart was like falling into an ice cave.
I really fell in love with my aunt, but it doesn’t mean that I like me too!
What are I doing in the Spring and Autumn Dream?!
The only ten points of favorability and a little bit of affection mean that my aunt not only doesn’t like me at all, but she hates her to the core. What I did to her deeply broke the firm-minded aunt
If it was my mother's favor for me, the orange light shining, and my aunt's favor for me was the extreme cold
I can comfort myself with the value of family affection, but it was not too high. After all, judging from the stories my aunt once told me, she met me when I was just born; the real reunion was when my mother was summoned to take me away last time.
Family affection is not born with blood. Apart from mother and son, it cannot grow without long-term dependence. Otherwise, it depends on the relationship between him and your elders.
For me, the lower the value of family affection, the chance I have to do something beyond the scope of family affection. However, it is precisely because my aunt has little value for family affection that she will not show mercy to me.
My aunt's favor for me has been reduced to the point where even if she faces a stranger, as long as she is not too annoying, it will not be so low. I suspect that the ten points of favorability were earned by me who worked hard to send my aunt to the peak again and again, otherwise it would be no exaggeration to return to zero.
If her little pistol was still there, she might have killed me directly when she woke up.
I searched through the entire store and none of the thousands of props could solve my urgent needs. I didn’t even have basic skills such as hypnosis and brainwashing. I found [One-handed bra], [Mental Period Prediction] and other things I don’t know if I have any hang-ups.
My aunt always wakes up, and the more I think about her temper, the more I feel desperate. Now I can only delay for a while. It is urgent. I must not let my mother enter this room.
Although my mother hasn't done that for many years, she is not a little girl after all. This smell is likely to be recognized by her mother.
I hurriedly opened a thin slit in the window in the room and rushed out. I had been delaying in my aunt's room for a long time, and my mother might suddenly open the door and come in at any time.
As soon as I left the door, I almost ran into my mother standing at the door. I was so scared that I suddenly pulled the door to death, for fear that the breath in the room would leak out, so that my mother could notice something
The wooden door panel made a crisp sound, echoing in the quiet living room. I prayed devoutly that my aunt would not wake me up.
I'm scared you to death! I was so frivolous. I didn't have time to ask just now, is your aunt with you? Is she okay?
My mother took two steps back and distanced me a little. At this time, she had already put on a white round-neck T-shirt, and her perky breasts stretched her top to a full extent. And what she was wearing was the black tight jeans that outlined my mother's plump legs and plump buttocks.
Inspired by my mother, I thought of an excuse in an instant and said softly: When I saw my aunt fall behind, I turned around to find her. In a blink of an eye, I couldn’t find you. My aunt and I could only go back to the room and wait for you first.
We also encountered some situations, but there was no danger. Auntie, she is fine, don't worry, a single hair has not fallen off, but I just checked it, she is still resting, let's not disturb her, you see, you are tired, you yawn a few times, go and rest first, it's late at night now, I'll just stay here.
In fact, when I had sex with my aunt before, I pressed my aunt's hair several times, and it would definitely be unrealistic not to fall off one of them...
It's fine, go and wear a dress quickly, don't catch a cold
My mother breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyes suddenly glanced at my naked upper body, as if she had discovered a new world. She said in surprise: Hey, where is your belly? It’s so cute, why has it turned into lump meat? When did you start secretly practicing abdominal muscles? Are you in love?
Speaking of which, my mother's understanding of my figure was still in elementary school, and my family was not allowed to be shirtless. Not only did I not have the opportunity to eat my mother's tofu through my eyes, but my mother hadn't seen me naked for many years. I wonder if she would be shocked when she discovered that the delicate little green worm had transformed into a giant python.
I have no belly since the fifth grade. Have I started dating in elementary school? I exercised to better protect you? I have never held a girl's hand
Theoretically, although I passed my aunt's little Xiangqiu criticism, my aunt is my own person and should not count, so I did not lie.
It sounds nice, I'm afraid that if I marry a wife in the future, I will forget my mother, this yellow-faced woman.
Mom came up and pointed at my abdominal muscles. As my mother's green onion fingers fell on my belly, her little mouth became more and more pouted, and she seemed to be very dissatisfied with the disappearance of my belly.
I quickly stopped my mother's childish behavior, so of course I couldn't bear it if I let her poke it a few times
Originally, I was secretly proud, and finally inadvertently showed my years of training results in front of my mother. How natural and unpretentious I was looking forward to my mother realizing from a physical perspective that my son has grown up and is a mature man to rely on.
However, from my data perspective, my mother's favorability has actually decreased a little!
Although I haven't found any essential difference between 99 and 100 yet, if I don't shout to stop, I don't know if this eel-turned woman will directly 1, 1, and I won't lose my favorability by 1, 1.
I am a little worried about the day when I meet my mother honestly. At that time, my mother might be playing my big cock with resentment, complaining about why it is completely different from the whiteness and tenderness of my childhood. It becomes big, thick, black and ugly, and it is not adorable at all...
Mom curled her lips and was even more dissatisfied with my behavior of not letting her poke my stomach, but Mom didn't say anything else and left in silence. Her back seemed to have grown aged ten years.
She really had an obsession with my once small belly...
With my mother's exaggerated reaction, I couldn't help but wonder if my mother had any evil relationship with my belly...
No, no matter how hard my mother breaks it, she will never have any relationship with a bunch of fat.
Could it be that my mother actually realized that I would stand alone one day, and she was afraid that the day when I left her would get closer?
This conclusion is reasonable, but it is not very reasonable. Why did the favorability lose me a little...
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