I was carrying a few shopping bags of all sizes in my hands, and when I stepped on the last stairs and stood in front of my house, I was so tired that I was panting and sweating profusely when I stood in front of my house.
Take out the key and open the door. I shouted to the room: Lele, come out to help my mother bring the things in. Oh, I'm so tired.
My son walked out of the room slowly and looked at me holding two shopping bags in my left and right hands, and there were two other lying quietly on the floor outside the door.
Mom, I just want to eat dumplings, you seem to have moved the entire supermarket back
I think I went to the supermarket anyway, so I bought the others as well. I walked towards the kitchen and looked at the electronic clock on the wall. It was already 7:30 in the evening. Why did time pass so quickly? I thought to myself that the flirting that I had just tasted at Ziyang's house didn't take long. Ah
Put the things in the kitchen and put them in the refrigerator. I didn't have to change my clothes. I turned on the gas stove and started boiling water.
In the afternoon, Ziyang went to your school to play a friendly match, but he lost and won? Lele put the two shopping bags he brought in on the cabinet chopping board
I lost, but I lost a few points. It's great to be able to play like this with the high school team
Did he take your ride home?
Well... I took the short time to drink water and thought quickly, and immediately said: It's Ah, I'm going home anyway, so I'll send him off. What's wrong?
It's okay, I called him to go online and send me something. He said he hadn't arrived home yet, and I don't know what to do. It was mysterious. My son habitually touched his head with his hands and turned back to his room.
I secretly complained in my heart, how could it be so coincidental? I didn’t communicate well with Ziyang in advance, but just because the two of us said differently, my son wouldn’t have thought about the matter between me and Ziyang, right?
I walked into the living room with guilt and took out my cell phone from my handbag, and quickly sent Ziyang a message, telling him that I told Lele to take him home. After a few seconds, Ziyang replied to the message: Don't worry, I've already handled it.
I stood in the kitchen and watched the fire. My heartbeat that was accelerating because of my nervousness was slowly returning to calm. I couldn't help but stroke my hot cheeks with my hands. In the thirteen years of marriage, this first affair made me so scared.
The water boiled, I put the seasonings in and stirred for a while, and then put the frozen dumplings bought from the supermarket. After a moment, the dumplings floated in the pot one by one. I picked up the dumplings and hung them in the soup bowl. While turning off the gas, I made the sauce in a small bowl. My son liked to eat seafood sauce and add a little chili.
I walked to the living room with the sauce and put it on the dining table, asking my son to come out to eat dumplings
Lele, the dumplings are OK, you can eat them first. I walked towards my bedroom as I said. I was sweating just now, so I had to take a shower first.
Take off my clothes, I put on my home skirt and went into the bathroom
My son was already hungry, so he scooped a large bowl of dumplings in the kitchen and was sitting at the dining table and eating them in big mouthfuls. While asking me why I didn't eat them
Just now, I was sweating all over my body and felt so uncomfortable. I'll take a shower first. Eat slowly and don't choke.
I said loudly in the bathroom through the door
Standing under the shower head, I just took off my home sweat skirt, turned on the water valve and wet my body. Suddenly I realized that I had not brought the replaced clean underwear in. I shook my head, turned off the water quickly, wiped the water from my body with a bath towel, and put the home sweat skirt back.
After leaving the bathroom, my son is no longer at the dining table. Eat so quickly?
I thought to myself, I probably was rushing to chat and play games with my classmates again, and I had to teach him a lesson later. I quickly walked towards my bedroom. As soon as I reached the door of the bedroom, I heard a low breath coming from inside.
My heart skipped a beat, I lowered my steps, approached the bedroom door and looked inside
The scene in front of me made my head blank. I saw Lele standing beside my bed, pulling down the home shorts and underwear to my ankle position, staring at the bed with his eyes wide open. The shirt, skirt, bra, and underwear I changed was thrown around on it. His left hand was the flesh-colored panties that I had been wearing for a day today. He put it on the end of his nose from time to time and took a deep breath. His right hand held his penis that had just been fully developed, constantly stroking it.
Lele! What are you doing? I pushed open the bedroom door and rushed in, but I immediately regretted it as soon as I did this.
My son was shocked by the sudden change. He thought that it would take about 10 to 20 minutes to take a bath. He knew the time of my bath every night. He turned around and looked at me, his mouth wide open, and the expression on his face seemed to have condensed.
Mom... He squeezed out two words from his mouth, and then bit his lower lip nervously and fell silent. His handsome face suddenly turned red
When my son turned around, his whole body faced me. I clearly saw the penis he held in his right hand and the sparsely thin black pubic hair around him. My face became hot and I quickly turned my back to him.
I didn't pull my pants up yet, I said angrily
After a slight sound, my son said tremblingly, and then I turned to face him again. My son looked ashamed and dared not look at me. He looked down at his feet.
Mom, I was wrong, I will never dare again, he said in a low voice that even the ants couldn't hear.
Lele, it doesn’t matter, this is a normal manifestation of boys entering the puberty period. It was too hasty to rush in like this just now. Will this scare my son?
I quickly walked to my son, held his shoulders with both hands, and pulled him to sit by the bed.
I just couldn't control myself. My son kept biting his lower lip, letting go, and then continuing to bite.
Mom knows that all boys will encounter problems like you. This is not a shameful thing, do you know? In order to comfort my son, I reached out to touch his cheek and gently stroked him.
Don't tell dad, okay? My son's nervous voice made me angry and funny. It turns out that what he was most worried about was that his father knew about this. Although the relationship between father and son has improved greatly in the past two years, when her husband was addicted to gambling, he would go home and beat his son and scold him for venting his anger when he lost money. This shadow is not so easy to disappear.
No, mom promises you, tell mom, when did you start like this? I know that my son has developed masturbation on my clothes recently. The underwear he hung on me in the past was regular, at most he pursued olfactory satisfaction.
Which one?
It's... using my mother's underwear, that... I really can't say the word "masturbation"
This is the first time, really, tonight is the first time. I was not like this before. My son shook his head and shook his hands, but he didn't expect that he was holding my pair of stockings in his hand. As his hands swung, he fluttered. I took the stockings from his hand. When I saw that the pantyhose wrapped around the mysterious part between my legs, the mysterious part was wet with my son's saliva, and my face turned redder.
Mom believes in you, you just liked to see it before, right? I turned around and didn't dare to look at my son's face
Well... I used to be curious, and I thought my mother's little underwear was very...sexy
Did you do that before?
I used to watch it, and then I would do it myself when I went to bed at night
Then why is this happening today? You have to use your mother's underwear and do that thing at the same time.
These days... my son has stopped talking but he has stopped
I turned to look at him again, and the expression on my face was as calm as possible. I reached out and stroked the back of my son's head, and said gently: It's okay, even if you say it, it won't be uncomfortable to say it out loud.
These days when I was sleeping at night, I did that. My lower body didn't drool for a long time, but it was so swelling. I couldn't help laughing when I heard my son describe ejaculation as drooling, and said seriously: It's because you feel that you can't achieve excitement by relying solely on your own fantasy.
I can't let it go at night, and I feel uncomfortable during the day the next day
Don't wear such tight jeans in the future, and you should also participate in more physical exercises. Don't always focus on this. If you don't think about it, you will naturally not feel uncomfortable.
I'm very scared. Sometimes when I see those beautiful female classmates wearing skirts at school, I want to get close to them...
Ah... I was really scared this time. My son actually went to school and thought about this kind of thing. I thought of the first-year high school boy who stole the underwear of a female classmate. When he jumped down from the fifth floor, I really couldn't think about it anymore. I grabbed my son's shoulder with both hands and pulled him over, staring at him with glaring eyes. I said anxiously: You... you didn't really do anything to the female classmate, right?
No, no, I just have this kind of impulse, so I feel very scared. Have I become a bad person? Because of excitement, I pinched my son's shoulders with both hands very strong. He shrank his shoulders, mom, it hurts... That's fine, that's fine. When I heard my son say that he didn't do anything in school, I breathed a sigh of relief, quickly let go of my hands, rubbing the position that I pinched for my son.
You didn't release those things before going to bed at night, and you felt uncomfortable with swelling, right? I asked again after a while
Well... my son nodded
Then are you very excited to do that with your mother's underwear? Since you have already talked about this, I have begun to stop scruples anymore
Well, it's more exciting than just looking at it
So... can I feel like it can be released?
It seems that it is a little bit bad because they are not worn on you. My son's eyes are flashing. I guess he is not angry when he sees me, and he is braver.
You... I reached out to knock on his head, but when I saw my son shrinking his shoulders and hiding from me, I couldn't bear it and put my hand down again
In fact, my thoughts were also turning rapidly. What I thought most was about flirting with him at Ziyang's house tonight. He was the same age as his son, so he would definitely encounter the same troubles of his son. But now I have let go of defense against him. If it weren't for Lele's phone call tonight, would we have done what happened naturally long ago? He inserted it into my body on his bed and venting the restlessness of youth.
When I think of this, I couldn't help but feel hot. Ziyang could find an outlet for venting on me, but what about my son?
I remember that maybe my body would be occupied by Ziyang in the near future. While I was expecting it, I felt more guilty towards my son. Even I was surprised. Shouldn’t I feel guilty for my husband?
However, I never thought of my husband throughout the night, when did I become such a bad woman?
The more I thought about the deviance with Ziyang tonight, the more I felt sorry for my son. I reached out to caress my son's handsome little face. He knew that he had done something wrong now, and sat quietly like a well-behaved little rabbit.
Mom, come and help you, I whispered in his ear
Ah... My son seems to not believe in his ears, is that OK?
Why not? Actually, you should tell me earlier, and tell me when you have that kind of thoughts about female classmates in school
I don't dare, I'm afraid you will scold me
Fool, Mom loves you too late, so how can I beat you and scold you? You go and eat dumplings first. Mom takes a shower and wait for me in your room later.
As soon as I finished speaking, I never dared to look at my son again. I got up and left the bedroom and entered the bathroom.
After taking a shower, I stood naked in front of the dressing mirror in the bathroom. This was the place where my husband shaved in the morning. Looking at the mirror steamed by the mist, it reflected the body above my waist. The most conspicuous one was of course the pair of 36D breasts, which were heavy on my chest. The body that had just taken a shower was fair and delicate. The rose fragrance of the shower gel seemed to evaporate slowly from under the lower abdomen, over the towering peaks, and rose from the middle of the deep cleavage to drill into my nostrils. I put my hands on my waist, and my fleshy upper body became obviously thinner here. There was no trace of fat that made me proud. The waistline gradually widened from the pelvic position. Below were the round and plump buttocks, which made the curve of my whole body look concave and convex. A pair of plump and slender legs usually look straight and straight after wearing high heels.
No wonder my son is so obsessed with my body. I thought to myself that even though the woman's vanity is at work, I feel deeply satisfied even if the one who is attracted by my own son.
I walked out of the bathroom with a bath towel. My son was not at the dining table. I had finished eating dumplings. I went back to the bedroom and changed into a nightgown and then came to my son's room door.
My son was sitting in front of the computer, but when he saw me coming, he hurriedly sat on the bed honestly
Mom, you are so beautiful
What are you looking at? What are you looking at? Those colorful websites? I walked to the computer and glanced at the screen. The game website opened on my browser
No, no, my son quickly denied it
It is normal for you to be curious, but if you don’t want to go to that kind of website, it will ruin you, do you know?
I only knew a website. I saw it once or twice, but I couldn't open it later. It was true. My son lowered his head embarrassedly after being exposed by me.
I pulled the computer chair apart, supported my hands back on the edge of the computer desk, crossed my legs together, and my son raised his head again and looked at me
In order to enhance my son's visual experience, I only wore a pair of underwear in my nightgown, and my two heavy breasts were faintly visible under the silk fabric. Anyway, except for the bottom, my son also saw everything else on my body. I just want to solve this problem as soon as possible.
My son stared straight at my two fair legs exposed under my nightgown and said: Mom, I like to see you wearing stockings
There's no way to deal with you
I quickly returned to the bedroom, took out a pair of flesh-colored pantyhose from the closet and put it on, but that's fine. The pantyhose pulled to my waist gave me a little more security.
When I came to my son's room again, my son looked at my thighs that were smooth and delicately wrapped in shredded pork and suddenly became excited. The shorts between his legs slowly set up a small tent. He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva while asking me for instructions with his eyes.
I smiled slightly, turned off the lights in the room with one hand, walked to the bed and turned on the night lights at the head of the bed.
It doesn't matter, you can do whatever you want, mom cooperates with you, I sat down next to my son while I said
With my permission, my son could no longer hold back and got up and pulled his shorts and underwear to his ankle position. I saw that the newly developed penis between his legs had already been raised, and the sparse pubic hair around him had not yet grown, and it was a sparse piece. My face turned red and I quickly turned my face away.
I heard my son's heavy panting, and a rustling sound similar to the piston movement. I knew it was my son looking at my body while stroking his penis.
My body seemed to be stiff, and I sat by the bed motionless, and I didn't dare to see my son's movements. As my son's breathing sound became heavier, and even moaned in a low voice, as if he was about to feel oxygen-deficient, I was a little worried and looked at the corner of my eyes. I saw my son's right hand grabbed his cock and stroked it one by one. The tender red glans appeared from time to time. His movement was very strong, which made me feel distressed.
Lele, slow down, lighter, I say softly
Mom, it's so uncomfortable, so swelling. Although my son was excited, there seemed to be no sign of ejaculation. In desperation, I reached between his legs and gently pinched his scrotum with my fingers. My son was even more excited when I got this trick. He actually let go of his hand that was stroking his penis, hugged me and pressed me on the bed.
Lele, no, I can't do this... I was pressed on my back by him. Although he is 1.71 meters tall, he is not particularly strong, but not light either. I can't breathe
Mom, mom, I'm in such a hot body. My son took off his T-shirt while saying that, and pressed his bare lower body against the base of my thighs and rubbed it hard.
I felt relieved. It turned out that my son just wanted to increase his excitement through this. I probably saw those messy things on the website and followed suit. I stretched my body and stopped resisting. I let my son touch me. I just used my hands to tightly protect the sacred position between my legs and prevented him from doing it.
My son sometimes rubbed his lips on my face a few times, and sometimes he touched my breasts with his hands and squeezed them. I was a little excited by his movements. The lower abdomen was hot. I gasped and said: Lele, you little villain, you are so fucking more and more.
Mom, you smell so good. My son didn't care about my protest. He learned the movements in the film and wanted to push his hard cock into the middle of my legs. I quickly turned around and put his legs together. As a result, his guy only pressed on my plump butt. Through a layer of stockings, I felt that this thing was hot. My son's excitement seemed to have reached the critical point. His lower body kept rubbing against my buttocks. After more than ten consecutive strokes, he let out a cheerful moan in his mouth, and then he lay softly on me.
I raised my body and looked at it. A large pool of white things shot on the stockings that covered my plump buttocks.
How about it, Lele, are you feeling more comfortable? I reached out to touch my son's cheek and gently stroked him. He was sweating profusely and gasping for a while.
Thank you, mom. After recovering, my son hugged me tightly
Little bad guy, remember to tell your mother if you need it in the future. Also, remember to behave properly with female classmates at school, do you know?
Then will we often do this in the future?
Depend on your performance, your academic performance can remain in the top three in the class, and your mother promises you everything
One word is determined!"
The night is quiet, and the mother and son hugged each other quietly. I don’t care so much about it in the future. I only know that I am just a son, and I can’t make any mistakes.
Take out the key and open the door. I shouted to the room: Lele, come out to help my mother bring the things in. Oh, I'm so tired.
My son walked out of the room slowly and looked at me holding two shopping bags in my left and right hands, and there were two other lying quietly on the floor outside the door.
Mom, I just want to eat dumplings, you seem to have moved the entire supermarket back
I think I went to the supermarket anyway, so I bought the others as well. I walked towards the kitchen and looked at the electronic clock on the wall. It was already 7:30 in the evening. Why did time pass so quickly? I thought to myself that the flirting that I had just tasted at Ziyang's house didn't take long. Ah
Put the things in the kitchen and put them in the refrigerator. I didn't have to change my clothes. I turned on the gas stove and started boiling water.
In the afternoon, Ziyang went to your school to play a friendly match, but he lost and won? Lele put the two shopping bags he brought in on the cabinet chopping board
I lost, but I lost a few points. It's great to be able to play like this with the high school team
Did he take your ride home?
Well... I took the short time to drink water and thought quickly, and immediately said: It's Ah, I'm going home anyway, so I'll send him off. What's wrong?
It's okay, I called him to go online and send me something. He said he hadn't arrived home yet, and I don't know what to do. It was mysterious. My son habitually touched his head with his hands and turned back to his room.
I secretly complained in my heart, how could it be so coincidental? I didn’t communicate well with Ziyang in advance, but just because the two of us said differently, my son wouldn’t have thought about the matter between me and Ziyang, right?
I walked into the living room with guilt and took out my cell phone from my handbag, and quickly sent Ziyang a message, telling him that I told Lele to take him home. After a few seconds, Ziyang replied to the message: Don't worry, I've already handled it.
I stood in the kitchen and watched the fire. My heartbeat that was accelerating because of my nervousness was slowly returning to calm. I couldn't help but stroke my hot cheeks with my hands. In the thirteen years of marriage, this first affair made me so scared.
The water boiled, I put the seasonings in and stirred for a while, and then put the frozen dumplings bought from the supermarket. After a moment, the dumplings floated in the pot one by one. I picked up the dumplings and hung them in the soup bowl. While turning off the gas, I made the sauce in a small bowl. My son liked to eat seafood sauce and add a little chili.
I walked to the living room with the sauce and put it on the dining table, asking my son to come out to eat dumplings
Lele, the dumplings are OK, you can eat them first. I walked towards my bedroom as I said. I was sweating just now, so I had to take a shower first.
Take off my clothes, I put on my home skirt and went into the bathroom
My son was already hungry, so he scooped a large bowl of dumplings in the kitchen and was sitting at the dining table and eating them in big mouthfuls. While asking me why I didn't eat them
Just now, I was sweating all over my body and felt so uncomfortable. I'll take a shower first. Eat slowly and don't choke.
I said loudly in the bathroom through the door
Standing under the shower head, I just took off my home sweat skirt, turned on the water valve and wet my body. Suddenly I realized that I had not brought the replaced clean underwear in. I shook my head, turned off the water quickly, wiped the water from my body with a bath towel, and put the home sweat skirt back.
After leaving the bathroom, my son is no longer at the dining table. Eat so quickly?
I thought to myself, I probably was rushing to chat and play games with my classmates again, and I had to teach him a lesson later. I quickly walked towards my bedroom. As soon as I reached the door of the bedroom, I heard a low breath coming from inside.
My heart skipped a beat, I lowered my steps, approached the bedroom door and looked inside
The scene in front of me made my head blank. I saw Lele standing beside my bed, pulling down the home shorts and underwear to my ankle position, staring at the bed with his eyes wide open. The shirt, skirt, bra, and underwear I changed was thrown around on it. His left hand was the flesh-colored panties that I had been wearing for a day today. He put it on the end of his nose from time to time and took a deep breath. His right hand held his penis that had just been fully developed, constantly stroking it.
Lele! What are you doing? I pushed open the bedroom door and rushed in, but I immediately regretted it as soon as I did this.
My son was shocked by the sudden change. He thought that it would take about 10 to 20 minutes to take a bath. He knew the time of my bath every night. He turned around and looked at me, his mouth wide open, and the expression on his face seemed to have condensed.
Mom... He squeezed out two words from his mouth, and then bit his lower lip nervously and fell silent. His handsome face suddenly turned red
When my son turned around, his whole body faced me. I clearly saw the penis he held in his right hand and the sparsely thin black pubic hair around him. My face became hot and I quickly turned my back to him.
I didn't pull my pants up yet, I said angrily
After a slight sound, my son said tremblingly, and then I turned to face him again. My son looked ashamed and dared not look at me. He looked down at his feet.
Mom, I was wrong, I will never dare again, he said in a low voice that even the ants couldn't hear.
Lele, it doesn’t matter, this is a normal manifestation of boys entering the puberty period. It was too hasty to rush in like this just now. Will this scare my son?
I quickly walked to my son, held his shoulders with both hands, and pulled him to sit by the bed.
I just couldn't control myself. My son kept biting his lower lip, letting go, and then continuing to bite.
Mom knows that all boys will encounter problems like you. This is not a shameful thing, do you know? In order to comfort my son, I reached out to touch his cheek and gently stroked him.
Don't tell dad, okay? My son's nervous voice made me angry and funny. It turns out that what he was most worried about was that his father knew about this. Although the relationship between father and son has improved greatly in the past two years, when her husband was addicted to gambling, he would go home and beat his son and scold him for venting his anger when he lost money. This shadow is not so easy to disappear.
No, mom promises you, tell mom, when did you start like this? I know that my son has developed masturbation on my clothes recently. The underwear he hung on me in the past was regular, at most he pursued olfactory satisfaction.
Which one?
It's... using my mother's underwear, that... I really can't say the word "masturbation"
This is the first time, really, tonight is the first time. I was not like this before. My son shook his head and shook his hands, but he didn't expect that he was holding my pair of stockings in his hand. As his hands swung, he fluttered. I took the stockings from his hand. When I saw that the pantyhose wrapped around the mysterious part between my legs, the mysterious part was wet with my son's saliva, and my face turned redder.
Mom believes in you, you just liked to see it before, right? I turned around and didn't dare to look at my son's face
Well... I used to be curious, and I thought my mother's little underwear was very...sexy
Did you do that before?
I used to watch it, and then I would do it myself when I went to bed at night
Then why is this happening today? You have to use your mother's underwear and do that thing at the same time.
These days... my son has stopped talking but he has stopped
I turned to look at him again, and the expression on my face was as calm as possible. I reached out and stroked the back of my son's head, and said gently: It's okay, even if you say it, it won't be uncomfortable to say it out loud.
These days when I was sleeping at night, I did that. My lower body didn't drool for a long time, but it was so swelling. I couldn't help laughing when I heard my son describe ejaculation as drooling, and said seriously: It's because you feel that you can't achieve excitement by relying solely on your own fantasy.
I can't let it go at night, and I feel uncomfortable during the day the next day
Don't wear such tight jeans in the future, and you should also participate in more physical exercises. Don't always focus on this. If you don't think about it, you will naturally not feel uncomfortable.
I'm very scared. Sometimes when I see those beautiful female classmates wearing skirts at school, I want to get close to them...
Ah... I was really scared this time. My son actually went to school and thought about this kind of thing. I thought of the first-year high school boy who stole the underwear of a female classmate. When he jumped down from the fifth floor, I really couldn't think about it anymore. I grabbed my son's shoulder with both hands and pulled him over, staring at him with glaring eyes. I said anxiously: You... you didn't really do anything to the female classmate, right?
No, no, I just have this kind of impulse, so I feel very scared. Have I become a bad person? Because of excitement, I pinched my son's shoulders with both hands very strong. He shrank his shoulders, mom, it hurts... That's fine, that's fine. When I heard my son say that he didn't do anything in school, I breathed a sigh of relief, quickly let go of my hands, rubbing the position that I pinched for my son.
You didn't release those things before going to bed at night, and you felt uncomfortable with swelling, right? I asked again after a while
Well... my son nodded
Then are you very excited to do that with your mother's underwear? Since you have already talked about this, I have begun to stop scruples anymore
Well, it's more exciting than just looking at it
So... can I feel like it can be released?
It seems that it is a little bit bad because they are not worn on you. My son's eyes are flashing. I guess he is not angry when he sees me, and he is braver.
You... I reached out to knock on his head, but when I saw my son shrinking his shoulders and hiding from me, I couldn't bear it and put my hand down again
In fact, my thoughts were also turning rapidly. What I thought most was about flirting with him at Ziyang's house tonight. He was the same age as his son, so he would definitely encounter the same troubles of his son. But now I have let go of defense against him. If it weren't for Lele's phone call tonight, would we have done what happened naturally long ago? He inserted it into my body on his bed and venting the restlessness of youth.
When I think of this, I couldn't help but feel hot. Ziyang could find an outlet for venting on me, but what about my son?
I remember that maybe my body would be occupied by Ziyang in the near future. While I was expecting it, I felt more guilty towards my son. Even I was surprised. Shouldn’t I feel guilty for my husband?
However, I never thought of my husband throughout the night, when did I become such a bad woman?
The more I thought about the deviance with Ziyang tonight, the more I felt sorry for my son. I reached out to caress my son's handsome little face. He knew that he had done something wrong now, and sat quietly like a well-behaved little rabbit.
Mom, come and help you, I whispered in his ear
Ah... My son seems to not believe in his ears, is that OK?
Why not? Actually, you should tell me earlier, and tell me when you have that kind of thoughts about female classmates in school
I don't dare, I'm afraid you will scold me
Fool, Mom loves you too late, so how can I beat you and scold you? You go and eat dumplings first. Mom takes a shower and wait for me in your room later.
As soon as I finished speaking, I never dared to look at my son again. I got up and left the bedroom and entered the bathroom.
After taking a shower, I stood naked in front of the dressing mirror in the bathroom. This was the place where my husband shaved in the morning. Looking at the mirror steamed by the mist, it reflected the body above my waist. The most conspicuous one was of course the pair of 36D breasts, which were heavy on my chest. The body that had just taken a shower was fair and delicate. The rose fragrance of the shower gel seemed to evaporate slowly from under the lower abdomen, over the towering peaks, and rose from the middle of the deep cleavage to drill into my nostrils. I put my hands on my waist, and my fleshy upper body became obviously thinner here. There was no trace of fat that made me proud. The waistline gradually widened from the pelvic position. Below were the round and plump buttocks, which made the curve of my whole body look concave and convex. A pair of plump and slender legs usually look straight and straight after wearing high heels.
No wonder my son is so obsessed with my body. I thought to myself that even though the woman's vanity is at work, I feel deeply satisfied even if the one who is attracted by my own son.
I walked out of the bathroom with a bath towel. My son was not at the dining table. I had finished eating dumplings. I went back to the bedroom and changed into a nightgown and then came to my son's room door.
My son was sitting in front of the computer, but when he saw me coming, he hurriedly sat on the bed honestly
Mom, you are so beautiful
What are you looking at? What are you looking at? Those colorful websites? I walked to the computer and glanced at the screen. The game website opened on my browser
No, no, my son quickly denied it
It is normal for you to be curious, but if you don’t want to go to that kind of website, it will ruin you, do you know?
I only knew a website. I saw it once or twice, but I couldn't open it later. It was true. My son lowered his head embarrassedly after being exposed by me.
I pulled the computer chair apart, supported my hands back on the edge of the computer desk, crossed my legs together, and my son raised his head again and looked at me
In order to enhance my son's visual experience, I only wore a pair of underwear in my nightgown, and my two heavy breasts were faintly visible under the silk fabric. Anyway, except for the bottom, my son also saw everything else on my body. I just want to solve this problem as soon as possible.
My son stared straight at my two fair legs exposed under my nightgown and said: Mom, I like to see you wearing stockings
There's no way to deal with you
I quickly returned to the bedroom, took out a pair of flesh-colored pantyhose from the closet and put it on, but that's fine. The pantyhose pulled to my waist gave me a little more security.
When I came to my son's room again, my son looked at my thighs that were smooth and delicately wrapped in shredded pork and suddenly became excited. The shorts between his legs slowly set up a small tent. He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva while asking me for instructions with his eyes.
I smiled slightly, turned off the lights in the room with one hand, walked to the bed and turned on the night lights at the head of the bed.
It doesn't matter, you can do whatever you want, mom cooperates with you, I sat down next to my son while I said
With my permission, my son could no longer hold back and got up and pulled his shorts and underwear to his ankle position. I saw that the newly developed penis between his legs had already been raised, and the sparse pubic hair around him had not yet grown, and it was a sparse piece. My face turned red and I quickly turned my face away.
I heard my son's heavy panting, and a rustling sound similar to the piston movement. I knew it was my son looking at my body while stroking his penis.
My body seemed to be stiff, and I sat by the bed motionless, and I didn't dare to see my son's movements. As my son's breathing sound became heavier, and even moaned in a low voice, as if he was about to feel oxygen-deficient, I was a little worried and looked at the corner of my eyes. I saw my son's right hand grabbed his cock and stroked it one by one. The tender red glans appeared from time to time. His movement was very strong, which made me feel distressed.
Lele, slow down, lighter, I say softly
Mom, it's so uncomfortable, so swelling. Although my son was excited, there seemed to be no sign of ejaculation. In desperation, I reached between his legs and gently pinched his scrotum with my fingers. My son was even more excited when I got this trick. He actually let go of his hand that was stroking his penis, hugged me and pressed me on the bed.
Lele, no, I can't do this... I was pressed on my back by him. Although he is 1.71 meters tall, he is not particularly strong, but not light either. I can't breathe
Mom, mom, I'm in such a hot body. My son took off his T-shirt while saying that, and pressed his bare lower body against the base of my thighs and rubbed it hard.
I felt relieved. It turned out that my son just wanted to increase his excitement through this. I probably saw those messy things on the website and followed suit. I stretched my body and stopped resisting. I let my son touch me. I just used my hands to tightly protect the sacred position between my legs and prevented him from doing it.
My son sometimes rubbed his lips on my face a few times, and sometimes he touched my breasts with his hands and squeezed them. I was a little excited by his movements. The lower abdomen was hot. I gasped and said: Lele, you little villain, you are so fucking more and more.
Mom, you smell so good. My son didn't care about my protest. He learned the movements in the film and wanted to push his hard cock into the middle of my legs. I quickly turned around and put his legs together. As a result, his guy only pressed on my plump butt. Through a layer of stockings, I felt that this thing was hot. My son's excitement seemed to have reached the critical point. His lower body kept rubbing against my buttocks. After more than ten consecutive strokes, he let out a cheerful moan in his mouth, and then he lay softly on me.
I raised my body and looked at it. A large pool of white things shot on the stockings that covered my plump buttocks.
How about it, Lele, are you feeling more comfortable? I reached out to touch my son's cheek and gently stroked him. He was sweating profusely and gasping for a while.
Thank you, mom. After recovering, my son hugged me tightly
Little bad guy, remember to tell your mother if you need it in the future. Also, remember to behave properly with female classmates at school, do you know?
Then will we often do this in the future?
Depend on your performance, your academic performance can remain in the top three in the class, and your mother promises you everything
One word is determined!"
The night is quiet, and the mother and son hugged each other quietly. I don’t care so much about it in the future. I only know that I am just a son, and I can’t make any mistakes.
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