For a man who has just been exposed to sex, his mood will always arouse his sexual desire. This kind of person who yearns to fall in love every minute and every second naturally thinks about how to possess this love at all times.
Perhaps people know that before something is revealed, they know that what they do will make a big mistake in the future, but our premonition and behavior are often contrary to each other, because when these thoughts arise in the mind and whether they will really cause predictable consequences, people often have a lucky mentality, and people always know to regret it when things develop to an irreversible level.
I'm not going to elaborate on these trivial matters, let's go back to the cultural and cultural affairs.
The scorching summer in the north is not only hot, but also dry. Such a season is so fucking uncomfortable. I was alone at home, thinking about such a ghost weather while cursing casually.
Time slipped past my lonely waiting seconds by second. Every time my mother came home from get off work, she was busy cooking. Whenever her father went out to play cards, she would go to drink with a few dog friends at noon. He always returned drunk. This is his usual style for many years. My mother and I are used to it.
Human desires are difficult to satisfy, especially the ravines of sexual desire, which cannot be filled once they begin.
The mystery and stimulation of stealing the forbidden fruits were fully experienced in every crazy sex between my mother and I during those days.
My mother just came home from get off work and walked into the room. Before she could react, I hugged her tightly and kissed her wildly
I said to my mother, I miss you so much, I'm almost going crazy when I look at you but can't be with you
When I was saying these words, my eyes were filled with tears.
At my request, my mother and I hugged each other nakedly and frantically again. This time I felt more exciting and excited because I was filled with fear and my heart was beating constantly.
No turning back arrow
We all know that this behavior is incest and moral corruption, but we cannot control ourselves. Even when my mother is rational, she talks to me about the love we should cut off, but every time her thoughts disappear with the intercourse of our flesh. This ethics and moral concepts have fought over the sensuality in life, and slowly gained a disadvantage.
Everything that violates human ethics and morality happened under irrationality and desire. Putting aside the relationship, the mother lying on the bed seemed very slutty, because her mother had rich and skillful sex, and her sensuality made her completely crazy, like a flood that broke the dam, I was as brave as a wild lion running wildly for her prey. My mother's room was filled with the atmosphere of joy between us.
One day during dinner, my father stared at his mother in a blink of an eye, and then said to his mother: Wife, your skin is much rosy now, and you are getting more and more beautiful.
It is obvious that my father rarely boasted about his mother, because after hearing these words, his complacent heart was still revealed on his face.
I couldn't help but feel indignant when I saw the scenes of my father and mother playing with each other, but indeed, my mother looked more beautiful at that time and her face became much rosy.
In order to cover up the matter between me and my mother, my father would not notice clues, and I kept saying that it was Ah or Ah, so I echoed my father's words in a word.
After dinner, my father turned on the air conditioner, we watched TV together in the room, and then chatted for a while and then went to bed first.
At that time, I felt very uncomfortable because I was close to my mother, but I had to dream in the same bed at night. I struggled in the torment of carnality.
After I saw my father turn around, I slept sideways against the wall. I gave my mother a knowing look, secretly conveying love to Qiubo's eyes, then tiptoed to her and said to her gently, "My father is asleep later, you come out and pretend to go to the bathroom, I'll wait for you in the room.
After I prepared this way, I returned to my room. I was anxious and excited at this moment, because it won't take long to stay with my beloved woman again
During this impatient waiting, after a long time, the door in my mother's house gradually opened, and a dim light shone out from the crack of the door. My mother in her pajamas walked out faintly in the dark, and my heart was beating, as if her heart was about to jump out.
I opened the door gently, and then my mother tiptoed in. We were all careful that night and didn't make any noise. I don't know if it was because I had been holding it in for too long, or because of this nervous and fearful atmosphere that made me feel even more excited and stimulating, so I ejaculated quickly
After my mother put on her underwear, she went to the bathroom and then went back to her room.
When I returned to the room, my mother deliberately used a lot of strength, and then the door closed with a bang. I knew she was deliberately trying to wake up her father so that he could notice that she had just returned from the bathroom.
From then on, my mother and I became more courageous. A desire to pursue higher stimulation tempted us. We made mistakes again and again, and the more we made mistakes, we couldn't extricate ourselves from the bottom of our lives.
My mother and I often kissed me in a short and short kiss during the day when my father was in the bathroom, and had sex when my father went out to play cards and drink without coming back. In short, we can't help but reject these fleeting, ecstatic and carnal lives that are fleeting, ecstasy,
If you sow the cause, you will receive the result. After losing your mind and falling into this life of satisfaction with sensuality, you will often be condemned by your conscience in your heart.
Time flies, and the month of vacation has passed
One weekend, my mother rested, my father went out to play cards after lunch, and only my mother and I were left at home. I was very happy and excited. Soon, it started to drizzle outside the window. Drops of raindrops moisturized the green things, and the soil became softer. I couldn't help but stick my eyes to the glass window and looked out.
My mother saw me in a daze and laughed loudly
I came to my senses and quickly ran to my mother's bed and lay down.
At that time, I didn't have as much passion as usual. I quickly finished my business with my mother, and then we put on our clothes and lay on the bed and chatted together.
Maybe it was because of the rain, our mood was not very high, and my mother seemed to realize that the things between us could not continue to be wrong like this.
When I heard her say these words, I accidentally glanced at the wall. When I saw my father's eyes staring straight at me in the photo, I couldn't help but shed tears...
Maybe he is warning me who is in decline, and he should stop here!
In incest in life, what tricks do people make when facing love and sex?
Is love more than sex?
Or is sex more important than love?
But the final result is that the relationship between lovers gradually replaces the relationship between mother and son. Even if you have a heart of repentance, you still struggle and cannot get rid of the need for lust.
Regarding incest, many people choose not to mention it, because this kind of thing touches not only people's moral and ethical fragile nerves, but also people's unwavering beliefs. People believe in the love of parents, and their love is as deep as the sea.
When these thoughts arose in my mind, my conscience began to be awakened. Should I continue to indulge in desires or choose to cut off my feelings? When I arrived at the cliff and stopped, I did not reach out to grasp the reins on the horse's mouth, nor did I control my feelings. I continued to indulge in my perverted behavior.
I suddenly shivered with coldness, for my ruthless selfishness and cruelty
A hint of repentance suddenly flashed in my mind, for my father and for myself
Death can completely relieve me, but who will bear the mistakes that have been made?
I was speechless, I talked heavily to my mother about us for a long time
After chatting for a long time, my mother and I fell into a deep thought without realizing it. The room was very quiet. When we were in a daze and about to fall asleep, the door of my mother's room suddenly made a sound. My mother and I suddenly realized that the door was not locked from the inside. In the absence of time, the door opened. My mother and I became panicked. My father stood in front of us with wet bodies. He saw my eyes and I sleeping with me without saying a word. Then he turned around in a very atmosphere and used a lot of force to close the door tightly. My heart almost jumped out with the sound of closing the door. Then, my father's rapid footsteps sounded outside the door, and the sound was accompanied by the sound of raindrops, which quickly dissolved into one another and disappeared...
My mother and I didn't say a word, looked at each other for a long time, and then we were all in endless regret and fear...
I think my father would never even dream that his dearest son stole his woman, and his favorite woman betrayed his feelings again
Thinking of this, I can't help but feel that the most miserable and unfortunate thing in life is that this kind of thing happens.
Perhaps people know that before something is revealed, they know that what they do will make a big mistake in the future, but our premonition and behavior are often contrary to each other, because when these thoughts arise in the mind and whether they will really cause predictable consequences, people often have a lucky mentality, and people always know to regret it when things develop to an irreversible level.
I'm not going to elaborate on these trivial matters, let's go back to the cultural and cultural affairs.
The scorching summer in the north is not only hot, but also dry. Such a season is so fucking uncomfortable. I was alone at home, thinking about such a ghost weather while cursing casually.
Time slipped past my lonely waiting seconds by second. Every time my mother came home from get off work, she was busy cooking. Whenever her father went out to play cards, she would go to drink with a few dog friends at noon. He always returned drunk. This is his usual style for many years. My mother and I are used to it.
Human desires are difficult to satisfy, especially the ravines of sexual desire, which cannot be filled once they begin.
The mystery and stimulation of stealing the forbidden fruits were fully experienced in every crazy sex between my mother and I during those days.
My mother just came home from get off work and walked into the room. Before she could react, I hugged her tightly and kissed her wildly
I said to my mother, I miss you so much, I'm almost going crazy when I look at you but can't be with you
When I was saying these words, my eyes were filled with tears.
At my request, my mother and I hugged each other nakedly and frantically again. This time I felt more exciting and excited because I was filled with fear and my heart was beating constantly.
No turning back arrow
We all know that this behavior is incest and moral corruption, but we cannot control ourselves. Even when my mother is rational, she talks to me about the love we should cut off, but every time her thoughts disappear with the intercourse of our flesh. This ethics and moral concepts have fought over the sensuality in life, and slowly gained a disadvantage.
Everything that violates human ethics and morality happened under irrationality and desire. Putting aside the relationship, the mother lying on the bed seemed very slutty, because her mother had rich and skillful sex, and her sensuality made her completely crazy, like a flood that broke the dam, I was as brave as a wild lion running wildly for her prey. My mother's room was filled with the atmosphere of joy between us.
One day during dinner, my father stared at his mother in a blink of an eye, and then said to his mother: Wife, your skin is much rosy now, and you are getting more and more beautiful.
It is obvious that my father rarely boasted about his mother, because after hearing these words, his complacent heart was still revealed on his face.
I couldn't help but feel indignant when I saw the scenes of my father and mother playing with each other, but indeed, my mother looked more beautiful at that time and her face became much rosy.
In order to cover up the matter between me and my mother, my father would not notice clues, and I kept saying that it was Ah or Ah, so I echoed my father's words in a word.
After dinner, my father turned on the air conditioner, we watched TV together in the room, and then chatted for a while and then went to bed first.
At that time, I felt very uncomfortable because I was close to my mother, but I had to dream in the same bed at night. I struggled in the torment of carnality.
After I saw my father turn around, I slept sideways against the wall. I gave my mother a knowing look, secretly conveying love to Qiubo's eyes, then tiptoed to her and said to her gently, "My father is asleep later, you come out and pretend to go to the bathroom, I'll wait for you in the room.
After I prepared this way, I returned to my room. I was anxious and excited at this moment, because it won't take long to stay with my beloved woman again
During this impatient waiting, after a long time, the door in my mother's house gradually opened, and a dim light shone out from the crack of the door. My mother in her pajamas walked out faintly in the dark, and my heart was beating, as if her heart was about to jump out.
I opened the door gently, and then my mother tiptoed in. We were all careful that night and didn't make any noise. I don't know if it was because I had been holding it in for too long, or because of this nervous and fearful atmosphere that made me feel even more excited and stimulating, so I ejaculated quickly
After my mother put on her underwear, she went to the bathroom and then went back to her room.
When I returned to the room, my mother deliberately used a lot of strength, and then the door closed with a bang. I knew she was deliberately trying to wake up her father so that he could notice that she had just returned from the bathroom.
From then on, my mother and I became more courageous. A desire to pursue higher stimulation tempted us. We made mistakes again and again, and the more we made mistakes, we couldn't extricate ourselves from the bottom of our lives.
My mother and I often kissed me in a short and short kiss during the day when my father was in the bathroom, and had sex when my father went out to play cards and drink without coming back. In short, we can't help but reject these fleeting, ecstatic and carnal lives that are fleeting, ecstasy,
If you sow the cause, you will receive the result. After losing your mind and falling into this life of satisfaction with sensuality, you will often be condemned by your conscience in your heart.
Time flies, and the month of vacation has passed
One weekend, my mother rested, my father went out to play cards after lunch, and only my mother and I were left at home. I was very happy and excited. Soon, it started to drizzle outside the window. Drops of raindrops moisturized the green things, and the soil became softer. I couldn't help but stick my eyes to the glass window and looked out.
My mother saw me in a daze and laughed loudly
I came to my senses and quickly ran to my mother's bed and lay down.
At that time, I didn't have as much passion as usual. I quickly finished my business with my mother, and then we put on our clothes and lay on the bed and chatted together.
Maybe it was because of the rain, our mood was not very high, and my mother seemed to realize that the things between us could not continue to be wrong like this.
When I heard her say these words, I accidentally glanced at the wall. When I saw my father's eyes staring straight at me in the photo, I couldn't help but shed tears...
Maybe he is warning me who is in decline, and he should stop here!
In incest in life, what tricks do people make when facing love and sex?
Is love more than sex?
Or is sex more important than love?
But the final result is that the relationship between lovers gradually replaces the relationship between mother and son. Even if you have a heart of repentance, you still struggle and cannot get rid of the need for lust.
Regarding incest, many people choose not to mention it, because this kind of thing touches not only people's moral and ethical fragile nerves, but also people's unwavering beliefs. People believe in the love of parents, and their love is as deep as the sea.
When these thoughts arose in my mind, my conscience began to be awakened. Should I continue to indulge in desires or choose to cut off my feelings? When I arrived at the cliff and stopped, I did not reach out to grasp the reins on the horse's mouth, nor did I control my feelings. I continued to indulge in my perverted behavior.
I suddenly shivered with coldness, for my ruthless selfishness and cruelty
A hint of repentance suddenly flashed in my mind, for my father and for myself
Death can completely relieve me, but who will bear the mistakes that have been made?
I was speechless, I talked heavily to my mother about us for a long time
After chatting for a long time, my mother and I fell into a deep thought without realizing it. The room was very quiet. When we were in a daze and about to fall asleep, the door of my mother's room suddenly made a sound. My mother and I suddenly realized that the door was not locked from the inside. In the absence of time, the door opened. My mother and I became panicked. My father stood in front of us with wet bodies. He saw my eyes and I sleeping with me without saying a word. Then he turned around in a very atmosphere and used a lot of force to close the door tightly. My heart almost jumped out with the sound of closing the door. Then, my father's rapid footsteps sounded outside the door, and the sound was accompanied by the sound of raindrops, which quickly dissolved into one another and disappeared...
My mother and I didn't say a word, looked at each other for a long time, and then we were all in endless regret and fear...
I think my father would never even dream that his dearest son stole his woman, and his favorite woman betrayed his feelings again
Thinking of this, I can't help but feel that the most miserable and unfortunate thing in life is that this kind of thing happens.
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