Chapter 1

My father works in the office, and my mother is an accountant in a construction company

My mother is not pretty, she is very ordinary, she doesn't read much, but she works very hard and passes various accounting exams.

My mother’s memory was very vague when she was a child. My father was very good and always busy. I could feel that my mother admired and loved her very much.

The first enlightenment was one morning, I can't remember why I slept in the living room that day with my mother and my father slept in the living room

When I woke up in the morning, I heard the moans in the living room and was still hesitating whether to get up or put them on the door and take a look. My mother covered her lower body and opened the door and came in.

I quickly pretended to be asleep, and then I opened my eyes and saw my naked mother looking for clothes in the closet with her back facing me

My mother is tall and has a big butt. When she bent down and looked around, she vaguely saw her holy land. I was so hard that I had an erection that I had the first impression of.

From then on, peeking at my mother has become my biggest hobby

When my mother went to the toilet, took a shower, and changed clothes, I was restless, but at most I could only see her white butt. The scene I saw that morning was the most exciting memory before I went to high school.

At that time, I especially liked to wander in front of a public toilet near my home

The toilet is very large, with more than 20 squat seats and no partitions. There is no blocking wall in front of the women's toilet. When you pass by the door, you can see the three squat seats on the outside.

Whenever I encounter someone in a squatting position outside, I always pretend to find some reason to walk back and forth a few times

Once a mother took a child to the bathroom and let the child play outside. Maybe she was worried, so she chose the outermost squat position.

I walked back and forth three times and finally saw the black hair on the woman's lower body

I remember that I often dreamed of being chased in the morning. I hid in my mother's skirt. My mother tried her best to keep calm and help me deal with my enemies.

But I hid between her legs and pushed my underwear to peek at her vagina. My mother clearly noticed it but didn't dare to have an attack

We moved in high school year, and the house is bigger and has three bedrooms

As I get older, I understand things more and more, and I start to really want to have a mother