Time passed slowly, and the sky outside the window was getting darker. My son and I were reluctant to part with each other. The two naked bodies overlapped together. My plump body exuded the flesh of a mature woman, which formed a strong contrast with my son's tender teenage body, and there was a taboo for crime.
Lele, get up, it's getting late, I'm going home. I pulled my hand out of my son's arms with difficulty, groped and hooked my handbag beside the bed, took out my cell phone and looked at the time. It was already seven o'clock in the evening.
My son didn't know what he said, but he just refused to leave me. His face was buried in the middle of my towering peaks and rubbed his two round balls, making them sway left and right. One of his thighs crossed my lower abdomen and clamped me. The furry part between his legs was pressed against my waist one after another.
OK OK OK OK Get up, be good, come home to you. I smiled and lowered my head and kissed my son on the cheek, stood up and sat on the head of the bed
The room was already small, and the window was not opened, and there was still the smell of my son's semen and my vaginal love juice remaining in the room. It was fishy and sexy. My face became hot. I walked to the window and pushed the aluminum alloy window frame to the side, so that the fresh air outside gushed in.
Mom, you have such a good figure. My son looked at my naked body behind me. The light reflected from the window outlined my body shape, with a tall figure, slender waist, plump and round buttocks, round and slender thighs
I can talk, my mother is getting older, I am afraid that in another two or three years, you will not be interested in this body. I leaned against the window and didn't look back. Although I knew that my figure was much better now than women of the same age, I still felt a little melancholy. I don't know how long my tempting figure can attract my son.
I like my mother's body all my life, but to be honest, my mother's maturity and sexy are far inferior to those young women. My son said confidently
You guy, you know everything? I turned around and smiled at my son. Unexpectedly, my son lit up a small desk lamp on the bedside table at this time. The light in the room suddenly became bright. I looked at my son naked, and he looked at him all over. I let out a sound, subconsciously protecting the dense black forest between my legs with both hands, but the pair of plump breasts on my upper body swayed mischievously without any cover.
Stop covering it, I've been looking at it all long ago, my son smiled badly
You are getting worse and worse. I looked down and found the thong and bra thrown on the floor in a panic. I put it on in a hurry. I couldn't help but feel angry and funny when I put it on. This felt quite subtle, just like the first time a girl in Huaichun faced her lover, and she was so many times when she was facing her son, but I was still not used to revealing her naked body in front of him.
I searched around for my grey pantyhose, but couldn't find it for a long time. At the last moment, my son was obviously taken off and thrown to the edge of the bed. I looked up and found that my son was holding it in his hand and playing with it. It seemed that my son had a special liking for my stockings. Since he had secretly fantasized about me, this thing has been making his blood spurt. At this moment, he stared at the crotch of the stockings obsessed with dazed. The thin stockings fell between his legs, and the tip of the stockings was just wrapped around the front of his cock. He became a little excited, and his penis was even erect, and he supported my stockings one after another.
I'm looking for it for a long time, please give me a reply. I kneel on the edge of the bed with one leg and reach out to grab the stockings from my son's hand.
My son rolled a few times on the bed, climbed to the other side of the bed, raised my pantyhose with one hand, but I didn't let me get it easily.
I'm still making a fuss, come back to me soon. I had to climb onto the bed again and continue to grab the stockings in my son's hand. But how could I be my son's opponent in this game of catching chickens? My son hid in a few strokes. It made me panting and sweating.
Mom, let me play for a while, and I will give you a reply when I get home. My son smiled and saw the opportunity to push me down on the bed, pressed my legs apart on me, and then leaned down on my face and kissed me quickly a few times. My son was still naked and unclothed on me. The furry part between his legs rubbed me again. I felt that my desire would rise again and I would come here again.
What are your man playing with this woman? Get up and put on clothes. Look at what time it's already? It's really, I pushed my son away and didn't continue to grab stockings from him. I got out of bed and quickly put on an iron gray shirt and hip-covered skirt. While combed my messy long hair, I put my bare feet into my high heels.
My son saw that I had acquiesced to him for the time being, and happily got out of bed and put on his clothes with the spoils.
I carefully sorted out the room several times until I confirmed that there were no traces of sex. My son and I left Du Li's single dormitory one after another and left Du Li's single dormitory one after another until I confirmed that there was no trace of sex.
When I went downstairs, I met several teachers, all of whom were in a hurry. It was time to prepare for evening self-study class. It was completely dark outside. When my son and I walked out of the door, we vaguely heard the end of the "News Broadcast" sound.
On the way home, my son sat on the assistant seat and kept playing with my pantyhose. While smiling at me, he put the crotch of the pantyhose to the end of his nose and took a deep breath. Thinking that the pantyhose had been wearing me all day and wrapped my vagina that was in heat all day long. What should it smell?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little shy. Will my son realize the proliferation of his mother's lust?
This seems a bit embarrassing
You...you...bad guy, so disgusting. I reached out my right hand and grabbed my son's ear and twisted it gently, but it did not stop him from continuing to thin my pantyhose.
There is no, the smell is so fragrant. My son is like a prank, covering his pantyhose completely over his nostrils
You are still disgusting, disgusting, disgusting... I added a little force on my right hand.
Ah... My son screamed in pain, Mom, drive carefully, drive carefully. See if you dare to make trouble. I said angrily, it was not safe after all, I took my right hand back and grabbed the steering wheel with both hands.
When I got home and bought vegetables in a nearby supermarket, my son wanted to eat pigeons, so I went to the farmers' market again. Fortunately, there were two or three poultry stalls that sold the poultry and didn't close. I picked a few thick meat and asked the boss to help slaughter them and clean them. After this trouble, it was eight o'clock in the evening when I got home.
It was quiet in the corridor. I was carrying a few shopping bags in each hand, and the handbags were still slung on my left arm. I wanted my son to help him get a few bags. Who knew he would refuse to do anything? I was still wondering why my son was so disobedient tonight. He would take the initiative to carry things for me without me speaking. After walking a staircase, I knew that my son was having a crooked mind. He followed me with his hands behind me and kept touching my butt. Fortunately, there was no one in the corridor and I couldn't free my hands, so I had to let him be rude on me. The mother and son were playing like a couple and going up to the third floor.
I was still short of the last row of stairs and got home. My son grabbed my right breast and pinched it a few times. I twisted my waist and raised my right leg and kicked it gently on his butt with the heels of the high heels.
You are getting too much, you are getting too far, be careful when your neighbor sees me, I lowered my voice and said
No one... My son was laughing, but before he finished speaking, he swallowed the second half of his sentence. I looked up along his sight and saw that the security door of our house was open
My mother and son stopped, looked at each other, looked at each other for a while before I handed the shopping bag in my hand to my son. I ran to the door of my house and saw that the door lock of the inner door was still pretty good. I quickly took out the key and opened the door. The lights were on in the living room, and the TV was sounding loudly.
Why did I come back so late? I stood up on the sofa, it was my husband Gao Jun
I was a little at a loss for a moment and was not mentally prepared. Although my husband's face was full of smiles, I was secretly worried in my heart whether he would notice anything. Fortunately, this panic lasted only a few seconds. I comforted myself. How could my husband think that I had an affair with my son?
Why don't I call me when I come back early? My mother and I thought my family had been robbed. I gave my husband a blank look and turned to the door and said: Lele, your dad is back
My son was not happy at all, but a hint of loss flashed across his face. He originally wanted to have fun with me at night. He was so happy that he was now like a deflated ball, and it was deflated.
He lowered his head and walked into the door from me without saying a word
Dad, you are back. My son tried hard to squeeze out a smile at her husband and walked into the kitchen with his shopping bag.
You can watch TV first. The school has a lot of things today. I'm busy until almost seven o'clock when I get off work. I go to cook and it will be fine soon. Facing my husband, I feel a little guilty, so I quickly followed my son into the kitchen.
In the kitchen, my son put down his shopping bag and was in a daze. When he saw me in, he pouted his mouth, as if he was about to cry. The resentment in his eyes was clearly like a couple was about to face separation. It seems that before my son entered the door, I am looking forward to me to say something I would like to let him enjoy it in the morning when I go home.
Silly child, what is this for? I turned around and looked outside the door. My husband didn't follow the kitchen. I pulled my son into my arms and hugged him tightly, and then kissed him a few times. How could I be confused about his thoughts? I pressed against his ear and said: Be good, even if my father comes back, my mother will still be yours. I can't run away. I will give it to you whenever I have the chance."
The 14-year-old boy is so simple in his mind. With my promise, his mood improved in an instant and he burst out with a laugh.
Mom, I love you He put his arms around my waist and shook it a few times, then kissed me on the cheek again
Okay, go talk to your father and report to him about your study situation during this period. I smiled and pushed my son to the door, and started putting on an apron to prepare dinner
A few home-cooked side dishes made a pot of soup, but it took a little time to slap pigeons. It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and the three of us finally gathered at the dinner table and started having supper.
My son and I have their own thoughts, but I covered up my feelings in front of my husband and tried to talk to him about his training in Dalian. My son was well-behaved and used some interesting things that happened in the school to make my father happy. My thoughts were ups and downs. Two men in front of me, one was a husband who had been married for more than ten years, and the other was a beloved baby son. Now he is a private lover. The incompetent relationship with his son made me extremely ashamed in front of my husband. Listening to the father and son chatting and laughing, I just looked down and had to eat, thinking that I would wash myself well today. My son ejaculated so much just now, and if my husband found out, I couldn't explain it clearly
The pigeon is good, Lele, my mother's skills are getting better and better, right? The husband swept away all the pigeons, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue while smiling at his son.
Mom's craftsmanship has always been very good, and my son echoes
I covered my mouth and smiled slightly, looked up at my husband, and then at my son. I saw Lele working so hard recently, so I tried to make some things for him. I often make it delicious. After dinner, the sense of alienation that my husband had been away from home for so long disappeared. My original worries were also wiped out. The conversation between the father and son seemed much more than before. My son was smart and knew how to avoid the father's suspicion.
After dinner, my husband watched TV in the living room for a while, and my son was chatting with me. After a while, my husband said he wanted to go back to his room to rest. I looked at the electronic clock on the wall. It was just after 10:30, and of course I understood my husband's hint. I looked at my son. From his expression, I could tell that he knew what this meant.
I also went back to my room to read a book. My son looked a little sad when he looked at me.
Well, don't be too late, take a break early, and there will be class tomorrow. My son passed by me, and I secretly grabbed his right hand and gently pinched his palm.
Twenty minutes later, when I came out of the bathroom, I looked at my son's room. The light was out. I was a little surprised. I thought he would go online or play games to change his emotions. I walked a few steps towards his room, hesitated for a while and then turned back to the bedroom.
My husband leaned against the head of the bed and spread out a newspaper while reading. There was only a bedside lamp in the room. I carefully closed the bedroom door and walked to the bedside. Standing under the halo of the bedside lamp, the bath towel on my body slid down and fell on the floor, revealing my naked body. I just took a shower, my skin was as white as mutton fat, and it looked more delicate under the goose yellow light.
My son is asleep? My husband raised his head from the newspaper and reached out to squeeze my plump butt gently
Well, I responded gently, picked up a nightgown that was as thin as a cicada wing and put it on my body, bent down and climbed onto the bed and lay beside my husband.
My husband put the newspaper in his hand on the bedside table, turned around and took me into his arms. Under the light, in the thin lace nightgown, my towering chest was undulating, and I could see the outline of my breasts and raised nipples. The black dense forest in the triangle area under my lower abdomen also appeared and disappeared.
My thoughts were a little confused. In the few months since my husband left home, too many things happened. He cheated on his first affair with his son’s classmates in more than ten years of marriage. Finally, he developed into an inappropriate physical relationship with his son. No matter how dull the relationship with his husband was, he is now trying to make up for it. I should be ashamed and guilty. His virtuous and solemn wife in his eyes has now turned into a flirting affair. I looked up at the smile on my husband’s face. Naturally, he had no doubt at all. This made my sinful mind worse
Before my husband could start, I took the initiative to cover his lips. His thick stubble made the corners of my lips ached faintly. My tongue pried open my husband's lips and leaned straight in and stirred with his tongue. I remember that for many years, my husband and I didn't have such affectionate wet kisses.
My husband seemed a little uncomfortable with my initiative, but he quickly got into the role, hugging my slender thighs with one hand and stroking them back and forth. Most of the sailor's hands were rough, and there was a different kind of stimulation when rubbing the inner side of my thighs. I gently spread my thighs, and my husband's big hand penetrated straight into the middle of my legs.
Ah... My husband's fingers pressed against my naked vagina with force, and his delicate labia were scraped back and forth by the rough fingers, and slowly slid away.
My husband and I were still entangled, and my hand lifted his sweatshirt vest down. My fingers touched his raised belly and made me feel a little unhappy, but my hand quickly slid into the waist of his home shorts and grabbed the male symbol under his crotch. What puzzled me was that the part that should have been in the starting position was still soft, just like a little sparrow
Could it be that my temptation is not enough? I pulled down the slinging suspender on my right shoulder with one hand, then took it out of my arm, revealing my proud breasts. The plump sphere emitted a charming luster under the reflection of the bedside lamp. My lust is real. It is not only because of my guilt towards my husband that I took the initiative to offer my nipples. My nipples have been raised, waiting for caressing. I let go of my husband's lips, gently pressed his head down, and put his lips on my nipples.
Husband, help me lick it. I rubbed my nipples against my husband's lips.
My husband opened his mouth and took my nipples, took a deep sip. I happily raised my breasts, and bursts of numbness came from my nipples. I took off the shoulder straps on the other side, and the napkin curled and wrapped them around my waist. I took turns to give my husband licking them. After a while, my nipples were already licked hard, and my areola was covered with my husband's saliva.
My legs clamped my husband's right hand, and his fingers penetrated into the middle of the dense pubic hair and gently pulled it. The tingling pleasure made my lower abdomen burn. My labia had already opened and closed and kept wriggling. In the deeper vaginal wall cavity, the liquid of desire was surging, and it surged out in waves. I twisted my waist and felt that the two fat and tender labia were already sticky.
My hands were still sliding between my husband's crotch, but no matter how hard I tried, the thing between the legs had gradually expanded, but it was still soft.
I looked up at my husband's eyes in confusion, and saw his dodging eyes and facial features that were so uncomfortable that they seemed to be deformed. It was not physical pain, but the helplessness of the male self-esteem when facing challenges.
As if to please me, my husband's fingers lifted my wet labia, inserted his middle finger and index finger into my vagina, mixed with my overflowing love juice, and his fingers were sliding in my wall cavity. I bit my silver teeth lightly, and my thighs were stretched straight, but as soon as the initial friction pleasure passed, the movements of these two fingers were no different from masturbating myself. What I needed was my husband's strong and swelling penis.
Wife... My husband kissed my cheek a little embarrassedly
I shook my head gently, pushed my husband and let him lie on the bed. Before he could understand my intention, I signaled him not to move, pulled his shorts under his knees, and then I knelt between his legs. Under the reflection of the bedside lamp, my naked upper body was covered with a golden halo, and a pair of plump breasts were swaying majestically.
I teased and grabbed one breast with both hands and pinched it a few times, letting my husband see the seductive sensuality of the pair of babies. My husband's eyes flashed. Before he could react, I lowered my head and lay down between his legs, grabbed his cock and put it in my mouth.
Wife... My husband's hand was pressed on my head, unable to tell whether he wanted me to fit closer or to push me away
My tongue gently licked my husband's glans, teasing the eyes at the front end, sometimes turning around the cylinder and sometimes stroking up and down.
A minute passed. In the past, when I gave my husband a blowjob, he had to surrender after licking for more than ten seconds. Now, although his penis is erect than the initial state, it is only a small ham sausage at best, and the hardness is not enough to penetrate into my body and gallop.
Wife, sorry, I... My husband once again held my cheek. This time I really figured out that he was pushing me away.
I silently spit out my husband's penis from my mouth, straightened up and fell on the other side of the bedside, pulled up the shoulder straps of my nightgown with both hands to cover my plump breasts
Wife... My husband stretched out his hand and pulled me to him
It's okay, maybe you're too tired. You just got home and were not adapted. I obediently asked my husband to pull me into his arms and put my head on his thick shoulders.
Or? Well? I'll use the thing I bought for you to help you?
Bah, why do I use that at home? What I want is you, the real thing. I quickly understood that the thing my husband was referring to was the artificial penis he bought for me. It's okay, let's take a break first, you're tired
What else did my husband want to say, but I stretched out a finger and pressed his lips. He had to smile bitterly and nodded. The couple never spoke again and were silent like this. I don’t know how long it took, but I opened my eyes and the sound of my husband sleeping sounded in my ears.
I tiptoed out of the bed, and turned off the bedside lamp around one side of the bed. When I returned to the bed again and wanted to lie down, I couldn't sleep. It was not because my husband did not perform well tonight, but after a foreplay, the lust in my body was still moving, and I felt a lot of heat all over. I frowned, put on my slippers and left the bedroom to take a shower.
The living room was dark, I looked up at the luminous electronic clock on the wall, and at 11:50, my hands gently stroked the tender white thighs exposed under my nightgown, and looked at my son's room thoughtfully, thinking in my heart whether my son could fall asleep peacefully tonight. In the darkness, my hands hugged me from behind, and I was so scared that I opened my mouth to shout
Mom... My son's voice made me swallow the shouting
Lele, why are you here? What are you doing? I asked in a low voice
Miss you so much, I can't sleep, mom, this is so uncomfortable. My son whispered softly in my ear, and the exhaled heat sprayed on the back of my neck and my heart beat faster.
My son hugged me tighter from behind, and his hands eagerly grabbed my plump breasts and rubbed them hard. It was different from his gentleness before. He heard his heavy breathing sound in his ears like a trapped beast. His crotch was pressed against me, and a hard thing was pressed into my buttocks.
Lele, don't...no... your father is here. I twisted my waist, but I couldn't get rid of my son's hug.
Mom, I can't help but want you
Lele, no, what should you do if your father finds out? No...
It won't matter, mom, I really can't hold it in, I miss you
A rude word appeared in my son's mouth. I miss you. I heard it hot on my face. This is the most primitive and direct instinct. I realized that my son's out of control. I should have expected it long ago. Since he and I had an intimate physical relationship, how could I bear the cruel reality of my father going home to have sex with his mother, or I have always underestimated my son's desire to possess an exclusiveness.
Lele, are you good? Is your good deed? I will find an opportunity to do it with you tomorrow, okay? I made the last refusal, but I also knew in my heart that it was futile. Not only was my son coming in a fierce manner, but I was also insatiable. The flirting with my husband just now had already made me feel high. Isn’t it that I was looking for a gap to discharge the flood?
My son used his actions to prove his uncompromising. He hugged his hands tighter, and one hand lifted the hem of my nightgown. The short nightgown was suddenly lifted by him to his waist, revealing my round and plump buttocks. My son's hand grabbed one side of my buttocks and pinched them a few times.
Mom, please promise me and let me insert it. My son gasped and pushed me towards the bathroom. He knew where was the best place to have an affair.
My son was carried into the bathroom half-pushed and half-pushed. As soon as the door was closed, my son became completely unrestrained. I leaned weakly on the edge of the sink. My son knelt directly in front of me. He pushed the hem of my nightgown up. I raised my butt and the hem of the skirt was shrunk to my waist. My son's head was buried between my legs, his mouth was tightly pressed against my plump mons pubis, and his tongue licked my flesh lips up and down. I raised my head and moaned, and opened my thighs slightly. My son's tongue tip rushed straight into my vagina.
Lele, um... don't... um... I reached out and pressed my son's head and wanted to push him away. I didn't expect him to see my vagina that was completely wet when flirting with my husband. Although he would be inserted here later, he would go deep into my body to enjoy the warmth inside, but he couldn't resist the gentleness of his tongue. He gently touched the inner wall of my vagina. My son licked it so well.
Mom, you are already wet. Did Dad lick you like this just now? My son suddenly stood up, and the flames of jealousy in his eyes
No...No... My cheeks were flushed and I shook my head weakly
Did Dad just make you reach orgasm? My son asked like an interrogation of a prisoner, stretched out his hand and pulled off my nightgown straps. My plump and huge breasts popped out and swayed up and down for a few times.
No, Lele, please stop asking? I shyly lowered my head and didn't dare to look in my son's eyes. Instead, it seemed like I had just finished having a relationship with my lover, and now my husband has discovered it. Lele clearly regarded himself as a husband and regarded his father as a bad person who invaded his mother.
Then why is my mother's vagina so much water that she is excited by her father, right? My son gently raised my chin with his fingers, stared at my pretty face full of redness, grabbed my nipples on the right with one hand, and gently clamped them with two fingers until my nipples were completely raised, and my areola was shiny with seductive rose red, and she was so beautiful that she was so beautiful.
No, no, Lele, you bad guy, bullying mom. I lowered my head again, my mother's authority was brutally pushed down by my son, which made me feel shy, but soon I discovered that my son's initiative gave me a sense of pleasure of being possessed by force
My son leaned up, this time he was like a gentle lover, wrapped his hands around my slender waist, and gently pressed his lips on my cherry lips. I dodged twice and was stubbornly kissed me. I let out my arms and circled his neck.
After a while, our tongues were breathless. My son let go of my lips and lowered his head and rubbed his forehead against the tip of my nose.
Do you know, I feel so nervous when I think of you spreading your legs and letting your father penetrate you like I did in your body. My son's voice is a bit terrible.
Fool, mom and dad are couples, and having sex is normal. Besides, you are taking over dad's wife now, are you still feeling uncomfortable? I chuckled and said
Anyway, I can't accept it for a while
Fool, my mother didn't have that with my dad just now
Really? I don't believe it
It's true, it should be said that there was no real sex. Your father was too tired. Just now... it just couldn't get harder down there.
When my son heard me say that my husband didn't really have sex with me just now, he felt ecstatic. His hand slid down, his fingers slid back and forth between my legs a few times, and asked in a little puzzled question: Why is my mother so wet here just now? How did my father do it?
Stop asking, you hate it. I twisted my son's ears
No, I have to know, good mother, tell me, tell me, my son's fingers are stuck in the middle of my lip
I blushed and bit my lip lightly, approached my son's ear. Isn't it the same as you now? Finger? My son smiled and said
My son's fingers made my labia numb, and my body could hardly support it. I could only try my best to put my buttocks on the edge of the sink. I couldn't care about that much. I grabbed my son's shorts with one hand and pulled it down. The cock under his crotch had already been sturdy and eager to try. I looked forward to inserting it into my vagina and showing off my might. It was a world of difference from the thing my husband had just now.
Looking at my son's giant, my lust was so overwhelming that I couldn't control myself. I held this hot penis and stroked it back and forth a few times, gently pinched the small eye on the glans with my fingers, and my palm seemed to be about to be burned by it.
Or Lele, Lele, good husband, huh? I teased my son unruly
So much water was made out by dad's fingers. Mom, you are so unbearable. My son's fingers penetrated my vagina hard, causing me to scream.
No, my mother is still completely intact tonight, and she has not been inserted by her father's cock. I sluttyly clamped my thighs and hugged my son's hand tightly
When my son heard this, he couldn't help but hold back. His body was trembling, and he turned me around with breath, letting my hands on the edge of the sink. I spread my slender thighs, raised my butt, and posed for him to insert it. My son was like a starved beast, roughly pushing his cock from behind and inserted it into my vagina.
Dad can't do it, leave mom for me, my son said excitedly
Ah...Lele, fuck your mother gently, afraid that your father will wake up. After my teasing just now, my sexual desire is rising. My son only tried hard to penetrate his dick deep into the depths of my vagina and then pulled it out hard.
Mom has so much water, it feels so comfortable to insert it inside. Mom is mine, I want to ejaculate all the semen into you
Well, mom is yours. If you want to ejaculate, you can cum inside. Be gentle, don't let your dad hear it.
Call me husband, you're bad. Hurry up, my good mother, I want to listen
Why...so many...requests...Ah...you bad guy...uh...I've spread my legs...uh... let you...uh...in it...as my son's thrusts faster and faster, I can't even speak
You know, I like to see you fucked me so lewdly. My son continued to thrust into my body quickly. The desire that he had just teased with her husband was released by his son's willful thrust.
Well...husband...you fuck...well...he's so comfortable...I try to lower my lustful cry
Do you like my husband to fuck you like this? My son is attached to me, playing with my breasts with his hands, and asking in a low voice
Well... I like... my husband... I'm so... so hard... Ah... fuck me...
My son rubbed my breasts and he inserted them into my body from behind. When his father's uterus was already under his uterus, he would still have to receive his semen. His father was on the bed in the room. This huge stimulation made my pleasure more intense as my son tried his best to thrust in my vagina. Under such stimulation, my son seemed to be inserting into me and acted more powerfully than his father. He kept inserting me up and down. Today, he insisted for more than 20 minutes. When I was almost unable to hold on, he hugged my waist and sprinted into my body more vigorously.
Mom, I'm going to cum
Well, in order to resist the stimulation of my son's semen ejaculation into my uterus, I covered my mouth tightly and tried to tiptoe to lift my butt so that my son could thrust comfortably quickly. My son sprinted for more than ten times, and his lower body pressed tightly on my butt. My son's semen jumped with his cock inserted into my body, and shot into every corner of my uterus one by one. After the son inserted into me, he ejaculated the last drop of semen and crawled on my back.
My son and I rested for a while, slowly feeling the cock that my son inserted into my body became smaller and squeezed out of my vagina. I turned around and kissed my son's forehead with encouragement.
Lele, you are so great, mom is so comfortable. I turned around and said to my son gently, but in such a dangerous environment at home, I didn’t care about enjoying the afterglow of orgasm, so I hurriedly said to my son, get up quickly, I’m exhausted by you, go out quickly, go back to your room, don’t let your father hear it
After my son sneaked out, I slipped to the ground weakly, under my butt, a warm current in my vagina, and the semen that my son ejaculated into my vagina began to flow out.
Lele, get up, it's getting late, I'm going home. I pulled my hand out of my son's arms with difficulty, groped and hooked my handbag beside the bed, took out my cell phone and looked at the time. It was already seven o'clock in the evening.
My son didn't know what he said, but he just refused to leave me. His face was buried in the middle of my towering peaks and rubbed his two round balls, making them sway left and right. One of his thighs crossed my lower abdomen and clamped me. The furry part between his legs was pressed against my waist one after another.
OK OK OK OK Get up, be good, come home to you. I smiled and lowered my head and kissed my son on the cheek, stood up and sat on the head of the bed
The room was already small, and the window was not opened, and there was still the smell of my son's semen and my vaginal love juice remaining in the room. It was fishy and sexy. My face became hot. I walked to the window and pushed the aluminum alloy window frame to the side, so that the fresh air outside gushed in.
Mom, you have such a good figure. My son looked at my naked body behind me. The light reflected from the window outlined my body shape, with a tall figure, slender waist, plump and round buttocks, round and slender thighs
I can talk, my mother is getting older, I am afraid that in another two or three years, you will not be interested in this body. I leaned against the window and didn't look back. Although I knew that my figure was much better now than women of the same age, I still felt a little melancholy. I don't know how long my tempting figure can attract my son.
I like my mother's body all my life, but to be honest, my mother's maturity and sexy are far inferior to those young women. My son said confidently
You guy, you know everything? I turned around and smiled at my son. Unexpectedly, my son lit up a small desk lamp on the bedside table at this time. The light in the room suddenly became bright. I looked at my son naked, and he looked at him all over. I let out a sound, subconsciously protecting the dense black forest between my legs with both hands, but the pair of plump breasts on my upper body swayed mischievously without any cover.
Stop covering it, I've been looking at it all long ago, my son smiled badly
You are getting worse and worse. I looked down and found the thong and bra thrown on the floor in a panic. I put it on in a hurry. I couldn't help but feel angry and funny when I put it on. This felt quite subtle, just like the first time a girl in Huaichun faced her lover, and she was so many times when she was facing her son, but I was still not used to revealing her naked body in front of him.
I searched around for my grey pantyhose, but couldn't find it for a long time. At the last moment, my son was obviously taken off and thrown to the edge of the bed. I looked up and found that my son was holding it in his hand and playing with it. It seemed that my son had a special liking for my stockings. Since he had secretly fantasized about me, this thing has been making his blood spurt. At this moment, he stared at the crotch of the stockings obsessed with dazed. The thin stockings fell between his legs, and the tip of the stockings was just wrapped around the front of his cock. He became a little excited, and his penis was even erect, and he supported my stockings one after another.
I'm looking for it for a long time, please give me a reply. I kneel on the edge of the bed with one leg and reach out to grab the stockings from my son's hand.
My son rolled a few times on the bed, climbed to the other side of the bed, raised my pantyhose with one hand, but I didn't let me get it easily.
I'm still making a fuss, come back to me soon. I had to climb onto the bed again and continue to grab the stockings in my son's hand. But how could I be my son's opponent in this game of catching chickens? My son hid in a few strokes. It made me panting and sweating.
Mom, let me play for a while, and I will give you a reply when I get home. My son smiled and saw the opportunity to push me down on the bed, pressed my legs apart on me, and then leaned down on my face and kissed me quickly a few times. My son was still naked and unclothed on me. The furry part between his legs rubbed me again. I felt that my desire would rise again and I would come here again.
What are your man playing with this woman? Get up and put on clothes. Look at what time it's already? It's really, I pushed my son away and didn't continue to grab stockings from him. I got out of bed and quickly put on an iron gray shirt and hip-covered skirt. While combed my messy long hair, I put my bare feet into my high heels.
My son saw that I had acquiesced to him for the time being, and happily got out of bed and put on his clothes with the spoils.
I carefully sorted out the room several times until I confirmed that there were no traces of sex. My son and I left Du Li's single dormitory one after another and left Du Li's single dormitory one after another until I confirmed that there was no trace of sex.
When I went downstairs, I met several teachers, all of whom were in a hurry. It was time to prepare for evening self-study class. It was completely dark outside. When my son and I walked out of the door, we vaguely heard the end of the "News Broadcast" sound.
On the way home, my son sat on the assistant seat and kept playing with my pantyhose. While smiling at me, he put the crotch of the pantyhose to the end of his nose and took a deep breath. Thinking that the pantyhose had been wearing me all day and wrapped my vagina that was in heat all day long. What should it smell?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little shy. Will my son realize the proliferation of his mother's lust?
This seems a bit embarrassing
You...you...bad guy, so disgusting. I reached out my right hand and grabbed my son's ear and twisted it gently, but it did not stop him from continuing to thin my pantyhose.
There is no, the smell is so fragrant. My son is like a prank, covering his pantyhose completely over his nostrils
You are still disgusting, disgusting, disgusting... I added a little force on my right hand.
Ah... My son screamed in pain, Mom, drive carefully, drive carefully. See if you dare to make trouble. I said angrily, it was not safe after all, I took my right hand back and grabbed the steering wheel with both hands.
When I got home and bought vegetables in a nearby supermarket, my son wanted to eat pigeons, so I went to the farmers' market again. Fortunately, there were two or three poultry stalls that sold the poultry and didn't close. I picked a few thick meat and asked the boss to help slaughter them and clean them. After this trouble, it was eight o'clock in the evening when I got home.
It was quiet in the corridor. I was carrying a few shopping bags in each hand, and the handbags were still slung on my left arm. I wanted my son to help him get a few bags. Who knew he would refuse to do anything? I was still wondering why my son was so disobedient tonight. He would take the initiative to carry things for me without me speaking. After walking a staircase, I knew that my son was having a crooked mind. He followed me with his hands behind me and kept touching my butt. Fortunately, there was no one in the corridor and I couldn't free my hands, so I had to let him be rude on me. The mother and son were playing like a couple and going up to the third floor.
I was still short of the last row of stairs and got home. My son grabbed my right breast and pinched it a few times. I twisted my waist and raised my right leg and kicked it gently on his butt with the heels of the high heels.
You are getting too much, you are getting too far, be careful when your neighbor sees me, I lowered my voice and said
No one... My son was laughing, but before he finished speaking, he swallowed the second half of his sentence. I looked up along his sight and saw that the security door of our house was open
My mother and son stopped, looked at each other, looked at each other for a while before I handed the shopping bag in my hand to my son. I ran to the door of my house and saw that the door lock of the inner door was still pretty good. I quickly took out the key and opened the door. The lights were on in the living room, and the TV was sounding loudly.
Why did I come back so late? I stood up on the sofa, it was my husband Gao Jun
I was a little at a loss for a moment and was not mentally prepared. Although my husband's face was full of smiles, I was secretly worried in my heart whether he would notice anything. Fortunately, this panic lasted only a few seconds. I comforted myself. How could my husband think that I had an affair with my son?
Why don't I call me when I come back early? My mother and I thought my family had been robbed. I gave my husband a blank look and turned to the door and said: Lele, your dad is back
My son was not happy at all, but a hint of loss flashed across his face. He originally wanted to have fun with me at night. He was so happy that he was now like a deflated ball, and it was deflated.
He lowered his head and walked into the door from me without saying a word
Dad, you are back. My son tried hard to squeeze out a smile at her husband and walked into the kitchen with his shopping bag.
You can watch TV first. The school has a lot of things today. I'm busy until almost seven o'clock when I get off work. I go to cook and it will be fine soon. Facing my husband, I feel a little guilty, so I quickly followed my son into the kitchen.
In the kitchen, my son put down his shopping bag and was in a daze. When he saw me in, he pouted his mouth, as if he was about to cry. The resentment in his eyes was clearly like a couple was about to face separation. It seems that before my son entered the door, I am looking forward to me to say something I would like to let him enjoy it in the morning when I go home.
Silly child, what is this for? I turned around and looked outside the door. My husband didn't follow the kitchen. I pulled my son into my arms and hugged him tightly, and then kissed him a few times. How could I be confused about his thoughts? I pressed against his ear and said: Be good, even if my father comes back, my mother will still be yours. I can't run away. I will give it to you whenever I have the chance."
The 14-year-old boy is so simple in his mind. With my promise, his mood improved in an instant and he burst out with a laugh.
Mom, I love you He put his arms around my waist and shook it a few times, then kissed me on the cheek again
Okay, go talk to your father and report to him about your study situation during this period. I smiled and pushed my son to the door, and started putting on an apron to prepare dinner
A few home-cooked side dishes made a pot of soup, but it took a little time to slap pigeons. It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and the three of us finally gathered at the dinner table and started having supper.
My son and I have their own thoughts, but I covered up my feelings in front of my husband and tried to talk to him about his training in Dalian. My son was well-behaved and used some interesting things that happened in the school to make my father happy. My thoughts were ups and downs. Two men in front of me, one was a husband who had been married for more than ten years, and the other was a beloved baby son. Now he is a private lover. The incompetent relationship with his son made me extremely ashamed in front of my husband. Listening to the father and son chatting and laughing, I just looked down and had to eat, thinking that I would wash myself well today. My son ejaculated so much just now, and if my husband found out, I couldn't explain it clearly
The pigeon is good, Lele, my mother's skills are getting better and better, right? The husband swept away all the pigeons, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue while smiling at his son.
Mom's craftsmanship has always been very good, and my son echoes
I covered my mouth and smiled slightly, looked up at my husband, and then at my son. I saw Lele working so hard recently, so I tried to make some things for him. I often make it delicious. After dinner, the sense of alienation that my husband had been away from home for so long disappeared. My original worries were also wiped out. The conversation between the father and son seemed much more than before. My son was smart and knew how to avoid the father's suspicion.
After dinner, my husband watched TV in the living room for a while, and my son was chatting with me. After a while, my husband said he wanted to go back to his room to rest. I looked at the electronic clock on the wall. It was just after 10:30, and of course I understood my husband's hint. I looked at my son. From his expression, I could tell that he knew what this meant.
I also went back to my room to read a book. My son looked a little sad when he looked at me.
Well, don't be too late, take a break early, and there will be class tomorrow. My son passed by me, and I secretly grabbed his right hand and gently pinched his palm.
Twenty minutes later, when I came out of the bathroom, I looked at my son's room. The light was out. I was a little surprised. I thought he would go online or play games to change his emotions. I walked a few steps towards his room, hesitated for a while and then turned back to the bedroom.
My husband leaned against the head of the bed and spread out a newspaper while reading. There was only a bedside lamp in the room. I carefully closed the bedroom door and walked to the bedside. Standing under the halo of the bedside lamp, the bath towel on my body slid down and fell on the floor, revealing my naked body. I just took a shower, my skin was as white as mutton fat, and it looked more delicate under the goose yellow light.
My son is asleep? My husband raised his head from the newspaper and reached out to squeeze my plump butt gently
Well, I responded gently, picked up a nightgown that was as thin as a cicada wing and put it on my body, bent down and climbed onto the bed and lay beside my husband.
My husband put the newspaper in his hand on the bedside table, turned around and took me into his arms. Under the light, in the thin lace nightgown, my towering chest was undulating, and I could see the outline of my breasts and raised nipples. The black dense forest in the triangle area under my lower abdomen also appeared and disappeared.
My thoughts were a little confused. In the few months since my husband left home, too many things happened. He cheated on his first affair with his son’s classmates in more than ten years of marriage. Finally, he developed into an inappropriate physical relationship with his son. No matter how dull the relationship with his husband was, he is now trying to make up for it. I should be ashamed and guilty. His virtuous and solemn wife in his eyes has now turned into a flirting affair. I looked up at the smile on my husband’s face. Naturally, he had no doubt at all. This made my sinful mind worse
Before my husband could start, I took the initiative to cover his lips. His thick stubble made the corners of my lips ached faintly. My tongue pried open my husband's lips and leaned straight in and stirred with his tongue. I remember that for many years, my husband and I didn't have such affectionate wet kisses.
My husband seemed a little uncomfortable with my initiative, but he quickly got into the role, hugging my slender thighs with one hand and stroking them back and forth. Most of the sailor's hands were rough, and there was a different kind of stimulation when rubbing the inner side of my thighs. I gently spread my thighs, and my husband's big hand penetrated straight into the middle of my legs.
Ah... My husband's fingers pressed against my naked vagina with force, and his delicate labia were scraped back and forth by the rough fingers, and slowly slid away.
My husband and I were still entangled, and my hand lifted his sweatshirt vest down. My fingers touched his raised belly and made me feel a little unhappy, but my hand quickly slid into the waist of his home shorts and grabbed the male symbol under his crotch. What puzzled me was that the part that should have been in the starting position was still soft, just like a little sparrow
Could it be that my temptation is not enough? I pulled down the slinging suspender on my right shoulder with one hand, then took it out of my arm, revealing my proud breasts. The plump sphere emitted a charming luster under the reflection of the bedside lamp. My lust is real. It is not only because of my guilt towards my husband that I took the initiative to offer my nipples. My nipples have been raised, waiting for caressing. I let go of my husband's lips, gently pressed his head down, and put his lips on my nipples.
Husband, help me lick it. I rubbed my nipples against my husband's lips.
My husband opened his mouth and took my nipples, took a deep sip. I happily raised my breasts, and bursts of numbness came from my nipples. I took off the shoulder straps on the other side, and the napkin curled and wrapped them around my waist. I took turns to give my husband licking them. After a while, my nipples were already licked hard, and my areola was covered with my husband's saliva.
My legs clamped my husband's right hand, and his fingers penetrated into the middle of the dense pubic hair and gently pulled it. The tingling pleasure made my lower abdomen burn. My labia had already opened and closed and kept wriggling. In the deeper vaginal wall cavity, the liquid of desire was surging, and it surged out in waves. I twisted my waist and felt that the two fat and tender labia were already sticky.
My hands were still sliding between my husband's crotch, but no matter how hard I tried, the thing between the legs had gradually expanded, but it was still soft.
I looked up at my husband's eyes in confusion, and saw his dodging eyes and facial features that were so uncomfortable that they seemed to be deformed. It was not physical pain, but the helplessness of the male self-esteem when facing challenges.
As if to please me, my husband's fingers lifted my wet labia, inserted his middle finger and index finger into my vagina, mixed with my overflowing love juice, and his fingers were sliding in my wall cavity. I bit my silver teeth lightly, and my thighs were stretched straight, but as soon as the initial friction pleasure passed, the movements of these two fingers were no different from masturbating myself. What I needed was my husband's strong and swelling penis.
Wife... My husband kissed my cheek a little embarrassedly
I shook my head gently, pushed my husband and let him lie on the bed. Before he could understand my intention, I signaled him not to move, pulled his shorts under his knees, and then I knelt between his legs. Under the reflection of the bedside lamp, my naked upper body was covered with a golden halo, and a pair of plump breasts were swaying majestically.
I teased and grabbed one breast with both hands and pinched it a few times, letting my husband see the seductive sensuality of the pair of babies. My husband's eyes flashed. Before he could react, I lowered my head and lay down between his legs, grabbed his cock and put it in my mouth.
Wife... My husband's hand was pressed on my head, unable to tell whether he wanted me to fit closer or to push me away
My tongue gently licked my husband's glans, teasing the eyes at the front end, sometimes turning around the cylinder and sometimes stroking up and down.
A minute passed. In the past, when I gave my husband a blowjob, he had to surrender after licking for more than ten seconds. Now, although his penis is erect than the initial state, it is only a small ham sausage at best, and the hardness is not enough to penetrate into my body and gallop.
Wife, sorry, I... My husband once again held my cheek. This time I really figured out that he was pushing me away.
I silently spit out my husband's penis from my mouth, straightened up and fell on the other side of the bedside, pulled up the shoulder straps of my nightgown with both hands to cover my plump breasts
Wife... My husband stretched out his hand and pulled me to him
It's okay, maybe you're too tired. You just got home and were not adapted. I obediently asked my husband to pull me into his arms and put my head on his thick shoulders.
Or? Well? I'll use the thing I bought for you to help you?
Bah, why do I use that at home? What I want is you, the real thing. I quickly understood that the thing my husband was referring to was the artificial penis he bought for me. It's okay, let's take a break first, you're tired
What else did my husband want to say, but I stretched out a finger and pressed his lips. He had to smile bitterly and nodded. The couple never spoke again and were silent like this. I don’t know how long it took, but I opened my eyes and the sound of my husband sleeping sounded in my ears.
I tiptoed out of the bed, and turned off the bedside lamp around one side of the bed. When I returned to the bed again and wanted to lie down, I couldn't sleep. It was not because my husband did not perform well tonight, but after a foreplay, the lust in my body was still moving, and I felt a lot of heat all over. I frowned, put on my slippers and left the bedroom to take a shower.
The living room was dark, I looked up at the luminous electronic clock on the wall, and at 11:50, my hands gently stroked the tender white thighs exposed under my nightgown, and looked at my son's room thoughtfully, thinking in my heart whether my son could fall asleep peacefully tonight. In the darkness, my hands hugged me from behind, and I was so scared that I opened my mouth to shout
Mom... My son's voice made me swallow the shouting
Lele, why are you here? What are you doing? I asked in a low voice
Miss you so much, I can't sleep, mom, this is so uncomfortable. My son whispered softly in my ear, and the exhaled heat sprayed on the back of my neck and my heart beat faster.
My son hugged me tighter from behind, and his hands eagerly grabbed my plump breasts and rubbed them hard. It was different from his gentleness before. He heard his heavy breathing sound in his ears like a trapped beast. His crotch was pressed against me, and a hard thing was pressed into my buttocks.
Lele, don't...no... your father is here. I twisted my waist, but I couldn't get rid of my son's hug.
Mom, I can't help but want you
Lele, no, what should you do if your father finds out? No...
It won't matter, mom, I really can't hold it in, I miss you
A rude word appeared in my son's mouth. I miss you. I heard it hot on my face. This is the most primitive and direct instinct. I realized that my son's out of control. I should have expected it long ago. Since he and I had an intimate physical relationship, how could I bear the cruel reality of my father going home to have sex with his mother, or I have always underestimated my son's desire to possess an exclusiveness.
Lele, are you good? Is your good deed? I will find an opportunity to do it with you tomorrow, okay? I made the last refusal, but I also knew in my heart that it was futile. Not only was my son coming in a fierce manner, but I was also insatiable. The flirting with my husband just now had already made me feel high. Isn’t it that I was looking for a gap to discharge the flood?
My son used his actions to prove his uncompromising. He hugged his hands tighter, and one hand lifted the hem of my nightgown. The short nightgown was suddenly lifted by him to his waist, revealing my round and plump buttocks. My son's hand grabbed one side of my buttocks and pinched them a few times.
Mom, please promise me and let me insert it. My son gasped and pushed me towards the bathroom. He knew where was the best place to have an affair.
My son was carried into the bathroom half-pushed and half-pushed. As soon as the door was closed, my son became completely unrestrained. I leaned weakly on the edge of the sink. My son knelt directly in front of me. He pushed the hem of my nightgown up. I raised my butt and the hem of the skirt was shrunk to my waist. My son's head was buried between my legs, his mouth was tightly pressed against my plump mons pubis, and his tongue licked my flesh lips up and down. I raised my head and moaned, and opened my thighs slightly. My son's tongue tip rushed straight into my vagina.
Lele, um... don't... um... I reached out and pressed my son's head and wanted to push him away. I didn't expect him to see my vagina that was completely wet when flirting with my husband. Although he would be inserted here later, he would go deep into my body to enjoy the warmth inside, but he couldn't resist the gentleness of his tongue. He gently touched the inner wall of my vagina. My son licked it so well.
Mom, you are already wet. Did Dad lick you like this just now? My son suddenly stood up, and the flames of jealousy in his eyes
No...No... My cheeks were flushed and I shook my head weakly
Did Dad just make you reach orgasm? My son asked like an interrogation of a prisoner, stretched out his hand and pulled off my nightgown straps. My plump and huge breasts popped out and swayed up and down for a few times.
No, Lele, please stop asking? I shyly lowered my head and didn't dare to look in my son's eyes. Instead, it seemed like I had just finished having a relationship with my lover, and now my husband has discovered it. Lele clearly regarded himself as a husband and regarded his father as a bad person who invaded his mother.
Then why is my mother's vagina so much water that she is excited by her father, right? My son gently raised my chin with his fingers, stared at my pretty face full of redness, grabbed my nipples on the right with one hand, and gently clamped them with two fingers until my nipples were completely raised, and my areola was shiny with seductive rose red, and she was so beautiful that she was so beautiful.
No, no, Lele, you bad guy, bullying mom. I lowered my head again, my mother's authority was brutally pushed down by my son, which made me feel shy, but soon I discovered that my son's initiative gave me a sense of pleasure of being possessed by force
My son leaned up, this time he was like a gentle lover, wrapped his hands around my slender waist, and gently pressed his lips on my cherry lips. I dodged twice and was stubbornly kissed me. I let out my arms and circled his neck.
After a while, our tongues were breathless. My son let go of my lips and lowered his head and rubbed his forehead against the tip of my nose.
Do you know, I feel so nervous when I think of you spreading your legs and letting your father penetrate you like I did in your body. My son's voice is a bit terrible.
Fool, mom and dad are couples, and having sex is normal. Besides, you are taking over dad's wife now, are you still feeling uncomfortable? I chuckled and said
Anyway, I can't accept it for a while
Fool, my mother didn't have that with my dad just now
Really? I don't believe it
It's true, it should be said that there was no real sex. Your father was too tired. Just now... it just couldn't get harder down there.
When my son heard me say that my husband didn't really have sex with me just now, he felt ecstatic. His hand slid down, his fingers slid back and forth between my legs a few times, and asked in a little puzzled question: Why is my mother so wet here just now? How did my father do it?
Stop asking, you hate it. I twisted my son's ears
No, I have to know, good mother, tell me, tell me, my son's fingers are stuck in the middle of my lip
I blushed and bit my lip lightly, approached my son's ear. Isn't it the same as you now? Finger? My son smiled and said
My son's fingers made my labia numb, and my body could hardly support it. I could only try my best to put my buttocks on the edge of the sink. I couldn't care about that much. I grabbed my son's shorts with one hand and pulled it down. The cock under his crotch had already been sturdy and eager to try. I looked forward to inserting it into my vagina and showing off my might. It was a world of difference from the thing my husband had just now.
Looking at my son's giant, my lust was so overwhelming that I couldn't control myself. I held this hot penis and stroked it back and forth a few times, gently pinched the small eye on the glans with my fingers, and my palm seemed to be about to be burned by it.
Or Lele, Lele, good husband, huh? I teased my son unruly
So much water was made out by dad's fingers. Mom, you are so unbearable. My son's fingers penetrated my vagina hard, causing me to scream.
No, my mother is still completely intact tonight, and she has not been inserted by her father's cock. I sluttyly clamped my thighs and hugged my son's hand tightly
When my son heard this, he couldn't help but hold back. His body was trembling, and he turned me around with breath, letting my hands on the edge of the sink. I spread my slender thighs, raised my butt, and posed for him to insert it. My son was like a starved beast, roughly pushing his cock from behind and inserted it into my vagina.
Dad can't do it, leave mom for me, my son said excitedly
Ah...Lele, fuck your mother gently, afraid that your father will wake up. After my teasing just now, my sexual desire is rising. My son only tried hard to penetrate his dick deep into the depths of my vagina and then pulled it out hard.
Mom has so much water, it feels so comfortable to insert it inside. Mom is mine, I want to ejaculate all the semen into you
Well, mom is yours. If you want to ejaculate, you can cum inside. Be gentle, don't let your dad hear it.
Call me husband, you're bad. Hurry up, my good mother, I want to listen
Why...so many...requests...Ah...you bad guy...uh...I've spread my legs...uh... let you...uh...in it...as my son's thrusts faster and faster, I can't even speak
You know, I like to see you fucked me so lewdly. My son continued to thrust into my body quickly. The desire that he had just teased with her husband was released by his son's willful thrust.
Well...husband...you fuck...well...he's so comfortable...I try to lower my lustful cry
Do you like my husband to fuck you like this? My son is attached to me, playing with my breasts with his hands, and asking in a low voice
Well... I like... my husband... I'm so... so hard... Ah... fuck me...
My son rubbed my breasts and he inserted them into my body from behind. When his father's uterus was already under his uterus, he would still have to receive his semen. His father was on the bed in the room. This huge stimulation made my pleasure more intense as my son tried his best to thrust in my vagina. Under such stimulation, my son seemed to be inserting into me and acted more powerfully than his father. He kept inserting me up and down. Today, he insisted for more than 20 minutes. When I was almost unable to hold on, he hugged my waist and sprinted into my body more vigorously.
Mom, I'm going to cum
Well, in order to resist the stimulation of my son's semen ejaculation into my uterus, I covered my mouth tightly and tried to tiptoe to lift my butt so that my son could thrust comfortably quickly. My son sprinted for more than ten times, and his lower body pressed tightly on my butt. My son's semen jumped with his cock inserted into my body, and shot into every corner of my uterus one by one. After the son inserted into me, he ejaculated the last drop of semen and crawled on my back.
My son and I rested for a while, slowly feeling the cock that my son inserted into my body became smaller and squeezed out of my vagina. I turned around and kissed my son's forehead with encouragement.
Lele, you are so great, mom is so comfortable. I turned around and said to my son gently, but in such a dangerous environment at home, I didn’t care about enjoying the afterglow of orgasm, so I hurriedly said to my son, get up quickly, I’m exhausted by you, go out quickly, go back to your room, don’t let your father hear it
After my son sneaked out, I slipped to the ground weakly, under my butt, a warm current in my vagina, and the semen that my son ejaculated into my vagina began to flow out.
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