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Chapter 3

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My hot eyes were staring at her buttocks behind her when my mother was doing the work in the kitchen.

Of course, wearing those amazing baby glasses

Round and plump buttocks, and the bulging vagina between her legs had black and shiny body hair. While taking care of the fire, she placed the pork belly on the chopping board to cook. Her legs opened and closed in her manner. The ecstasy hills deformed with the muscles at the base of her thighs, and I became hard.

I stroked my bulging genitals through my pants, thinking to myself: I really want to put you in there early...

Facing my mother's naked body, the man's natural sexual impulse makes me feel extremely painful

Before I lost my mind, I returned to the room in a mess and quickly unbuttoned my pants...I need to calm myself down

AHAH ...

The hot semen wet the carpet, but my heart was faintly empty and annoyed. The voice of the comic shop owner suddenly sounded in my mind: Mom's body makes you very distressed, right?

Could it be that he... I quickly cleaned the scene and took out the book again: What exactly is written in it?

Opening the yellowed rough paper, the first line reads: 'If your mother's body makes you feel guilty, the best way is to possess her at all costs!' A commotion sounded in the kitchen, and I hurriedly closed the book and looked out. It was my mother who knocked over a bowl, and after confirming it, he returned to the room to continue reading: 'The first object of most men's sexual fantasy is mother. Perhaps many people, like me, have survived the lonely adolescence under the temptation of her mother's beautiful and mature body. Sure enough... that boss!

Then a few words came to your eyes: ‘If you want to put your ideas into action, if you want to taste the beautiful flesh of your mother, if you want to get your mother and belong to you completely, I will tell you an unknown method, but if such method succeeds, it may lead to you losing everything you have now, and even changing your original personality…’ Losing what you have?

I don't want anything except my mom

I keep reading: ‘But this doesn’t apply to anyone unless…’ You have a demonic heart!

What exactly does this mean?

‘Here is a way to give up the person who chooses to try if you don’t have the heart of a demon, remember to be aware that only the demon can continue to move forward and enjoy the fruits of success’ The only way… I think it’s a gambling anyway, but my prize is mom, I took a deep breath, my mind filled with her mature and seductive buttocks again

Maybe I am a demon, how could a normal person greedy for his mother's body?

I decided to give it a try!

‘First, keep your hot semen, then mix them with the items that your mother must eat every day, and let her eat them on time and every day until she gets used to eating your semen. You can never eat food other than mixing your semen. Remember! It must be fresh semen, and you must be strong and persistent. This is the first step to occupying your mother. To achieve this goal, you will make her accustomed to the taste of your semen without knowing it.’ Let my mother eat my fresh semen?

It is indeed an unusual method, but if my unusual purpose does require such unusual steps to achieve it, this plan will make me excited!

Once I develop the habit, my mother might help me with oral sex one day...

However, my mother does not have the habit of eating fixed food every day

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. Wouldn't this work?

I closed the book and fell into deep thought. How should I take the first step?

Or, change her habits and persuade her to drink more milk to supplement calcium?

No!

no!

Mom hates drinking milk

What if it is vitamin pills?

Even more not possible! Vitamin pills are solid, how can they be mixed with semen?

Have a meal!

Suddenly, my mother interrupted my thoughts

Oh! Here it comes!

I hid my book and glasses under the drawer partition, and carefully examined it over and over again before leaving the room with confidence

Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire

During dinner, I had no appetite

That question lingers me

What excuse should be used?

Coffee?

Or boiled water?

What? Isn't it delicious?

Mom looked at me with concern

Uh, no, I'm not too hungry

How can adolescent young people not be too hungry? Come on!

She put a few pieces of meat into my bowl

I acted and swallowed a few mouthfuls of rice. Looking at my charming mother in front of me, I really hated me!

I hate that I can't think of any way!

Mom, what do you like to eat?

Why not ask directly, maybe there will be an answer

What do you like to eat?

Suddenly my mother seemed to be a little confused

I mean... I will buy it for you to eat, uh... It doesn't matter if you eat it every day

Mom frowned and smiled bitterly: What's wrong with you? Have you taken the wrong medicine? I suddenly asked these questions

I think you have worked very hard! I will replenish your body!

Little kid! Do you want to buy something again? I guess you are uneasy

Mom is not cooperative at all, now I am even more anxious: Don’t worry! It’s okay if you just say one

Mom laughed: No need! I will tell your dad what I want to eat, let’s talk about it...

At this time the phone rang. Beep...beep...

Mom put down her bowl and chopsticks to answer

I cursed in my heart: Damn it! It doesn't work at all!

You have to find a way to force your mother to say it out soon!

Do you have to work overtime? I understand, be careful when you come back tonight! At Ah! We are having a meal! Have you eaten?

Apparently it was my dad called

Seeing my mother talking to her father through the microphone, her expression was both heartless and heart-wrenching, and anger surged in my heart.

Don't worry!

My mother is about to belong to me alone, and this day is not far away!

But...I have to complete the first step first

I was so anxious that the food in front of me seemed to be mocking me, lying dazzlingly on the dining table with no movement of the wind, and I was as anxious as an ant on the hot pan

Well? By the way! Ah, why didn’t I think of it? I thought of it! I finally thought of it!