How is your stomach?
On the way to school, I met Deng Ziyi, who was on the same road. After seeing me, she came over and asked about my situation.
Uh... it's no longer a problem... The so-called stomachache is just an excuse I knitted on the go yesterday. Today, the guilt has been reduced a lot, which has also made my mood no longer as depressed as yesterday, and people seem to become more energetic.
That's good!Deng Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief solemnly, as if the stone hanging in her heart had fallen heavily.
I was a little moved. Although I was not a couple with her, at least I had nothing to say about my relationship. If I hadn't been in that mood yesterday, I might have been able to directly take advantage of the opportunity to become boyfriend and girlfriend with her.
Today I recovered a little, so I started to think about whether I should try to confess to her and see if I can succeed?
But after thinking about it, I still think that I will forget it. If I am rejected again, I will be embarrassed to death. I should keep the status quo for the time being. After all, the relationship is very ambiguous now, so I don’t rush to do this.
Looking at her shaking hands while walking, I took the opportunity to grab her hand and held it.
Deng Ziyi just trembled slightly, but she did not break free. A hint of shame appeared on her cheeks, and she silently let me hold hands and walk slowly towards the school.
We didn't say much along the way. When we met other classmates we knew, we would let go of our hands a little, otherwise we would keep holding each other until we entered the school gate.
When I was over school at night, my friend called me to play basketball. I thought that if I went home after school, I might be hurt by my sister. Although it was not that I could not beat her, because she was a girl, I had to give in to her. Even if she was older than me, I had to give in to her. So after thinking about it, I would go to play basketball first and wait until my mother came home and I would go back to insurance.
So I agreed directly and sweated at the school stadium until after five o'clock in the evening before packing up my things and going home.
I thought my mother should have already prepared the meal after she got home, but it turned out that my sister was cooking and my mother disappeared.
Where has mom gone?
I walked into the kitchen and saw my sister cooking hotly around her apron, her little face was roasted red because of the flames on the stove.
It's in the room!My sister seemed to have forgotten the surprise in the morning. She was busy dealing with the dishes in her hands and had no time to pay attention to me.
Are people uncomfortable?
I was a little confused. What did my mother do in the room at this time?In the past, she was cooking at the same time. As long as she was at home, she would not leave this matter to her sister at all.
No, this is about to take the exam. Qin Qi came upstairs to ask his mother to make up for the lessons, which delayed a little!Don't bother them!
Seeing me turning around and going to check my mother's condition, my sister quickly explained to me and reminded me not to disturb my mother.
Qin Qi?
Is it the neighbor upstairs?
After hearing what my sister said, I realized that the semester was over in just over a month, and I was about to advance to my second year of high school, and my sister was going to take the college entrance examination too!
Time flies so fast?
In the blink of an eye, my sister is about to graduate?Doesn’t this mean that in two or three months, she will leave home to go to college?
That means it may not be so easy to see my sister again in the future?
Then...I...How do I develop Ah with my sister?It wouldn't be possible that the ridiculous things in the dream would take several years to happen, right?
Uh...it seems like this is not bad, how many years can it be delayed!
After all, I am not very willing to have sex with my sister. If these predicted dreams happened only after my sister graduated from college, it would be great. At least everyone was mature at that time, and if those things happened, their psychological endurance would be much stronger.
I didn't expect that you will graduate so soon, sister, I really can't bear to leave Ah...
I pretended to be reluctant to let my sister go, but the corners of my mouth unconsciously curled up, and I couldn't suppress it.
Can you restrain your smile?
My sister turned her head and found the smile on the corner of my mouth. The mood that I was about to be moved suddenly sank and held the spatula high and threatened me.
Hehe... Sorry, I can't help it.
I smiled embarrassedly, and my sister rolled her eyes at me, waved the spatula and hit me. If the dishes in the pot weren't about to get battered, she would have to teach me a lesson.
But even though I was playing and seeing that she was too busy, I didn't run away. I went straight to my sister and started to help her cook. Although when I got close to her, she stood on tiptoe and hooked her neck, because with my height of about one head taller, she had to stand on tiptoe to barely reach my neck.
I didn't resist. After a few hypocritical begging for mercy, I laughed at my sister, and the two ended the fight and started cooking seriously.
After cooking two dishes, my mother finally came out of the room and walked out with Qin Qi upstairs. It seemed that he really asked his mother to give him some lessons. My mother should have not refused because they are all neighbors, right?
Should Qin Qi be the one who crams for the moment, or should he really love studying?
I actually don’t like him as a teacher’s behavior of having to tutor after school. I have a mother who is a teacher, but I have never tutored after class. Even mothers have never done tutoring homework for me, because as long as I listen carefully in class, I basically do it, so I don’t need after class tutoring at all.
But it may be that their senior high school education is heavy, which is relatively difficult and normal. In addition, the college entrance examination is a watershed in life, so it is normal to find a tutor to help consolidate the learning knowledge. Perhaps when I feel stressed in the future, I will also ask my mother to help me review my homework, right?
Can you have a meal? Mom, Qin Qi, stay and have a meal together?
Seeing my mother and Qin Qi appear, I made a polite statement.
Both of them seemed to have experienced a long period of tutoring, and their spirits were a little upset, and Qin Qi seemed even more tired. My mother was fine, but she didn't know if the weather was a little hot, which made her look a little hot, her cheeks were flushed, as if she had sweated a lot.
No, my mom should have cooked the meal too!
Qin Qi quickly smiled politely and then asked for a politeness.
Oh, just stay for dinner. Auntie, just send a message to her!My sister also spoke at this time, which made me just want to make some polite mistakes, but I was a little embarrassed.
It's Ah, today is my sister's meal, and it's a rare opportunity!
There was no way, I could only continue to be polite as my sister said. It seemed that I could only keep him for dinner.
Then...then it will be disturbing!Qin Qi hesitated for a moment, looked at his mother, and found that she had no objection, so he agreed.
Fortunately, it was just a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks. Otherwise, if I had to spend more money because of a polite approach, it would be unpaid. Qin Qi is my sister's classmate, but not my classmate. Although I know each other, I am not too familiar with him. Actually, I don't need to be too polite to him.
This makes me feel the way of making friends in contemporary people. Many people are becoming more and more closed. After forming a small circle, they are unwilling to accept new friends. Perhaps in the eyes of young people today, just having a few friends is enough, right?
After my sister cooked the last dish, I also went out with four bowls of rice. Then I greeted my mother and Qin Qi in the living room to sit down for dinner. The four of them sat around a table and sat in turn. Our family still had the same seat as usual. Only Qin Qi sat down at this moment when he originally belonged to his father and sat on the same side as his mother.
The meal was quite harmonious, but for some reason, my mother seemed to eat very slowly today. She chewed slowly and didn’t have any appetite. Her face was also slightly red, and she seemed to be very hot, but she kept eating, saying that she had no appetite, but she didn’t look like her.
It took nearly half an hour for a meal to end. After the meal, Qin Qi simply stopped going back and asked his mother to help him continue tutoring him until after nine o'clock in the evening.
Why don’t my sister ask my mother to help you make up for your lessons?Your courses should be the same, right?
Sitting in the living room watching TV with my sister with my sister, I couldn't help but ask my sister who was watching Korean dramas with relish.
It is also a supplement to help one person make up for the lessons. It is also a supplement to help two people make up for the lessons. It is better for two people to give their neighbors a supplement to the lessons and supervise their daughters at the same time. Why not do it?
I'll be together in a few days!A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of my sister's mouth and said: Suffer less!
Haha, if my mother hears this, I will give my sister a few sets of papers to try what it is to really suffer. I dare to say that letting my mother tutor her homework is a suffering, and I will be impatient to live.
Listening to the sound of my mother's clamoring water when she was taking a shower in the bathroom, my thoughts began to think about it again. I inexplicably recalled the day when I saw my mother wearing only underwear in my dream. Her graceful figure, even if I just had a dream, could make me remember it clearly.
As I thought to myself, the second child showed signs of looking up again, which made me think something was wrong, so I quickly got up and walked back to the room.
Seeing that it was getting late, he locked the door directly, took off all his clothes, and lay on the bed.
This is my habit every night now. I am so afraid of re-sperm and then getting my underwear dirty.
I have had spring dreams for too long and too frequent recently. I don’t know if this will hurt my body if I continue like this?
But no matter how I do it, I can't change this situation. Even if I get tired after I get back from exercising and don't even have the energy to move, I still have spring dreams, which makes me very upset.
Especially now, my partner has changed from a sister to a mother, which makes me even more distressed!
Mom can be said to be the only woman in the world who I don’t want to blaspheme, but she ends up being afraid of whatever she wants!
I entered my dream again, and I saw that again. I stood at the door of my house and masturbated again. I really don’t understand what is there to masturbate against a cold door?
Before I could stroke for a few minutes, the door was opened from the inside, and my mother's figure appeared. Before I could react, my mother raised her foot and kicked her quickly on my calf, causing me to let out a cry of pain, and my legs became weak and fell to the ground.
My mother took advantage of this skill and quickly went out and ran to press the elevator.
Because she was wearing high heels on her feet, her mother was really unwilling to take the stairs. After all, she also lives on the sixth floor. Not only is she dangerous to take the stairs, she is also tired. For people like her, it is indeed better to take the elevator.
teacher……
I staggered up from the ground, endured the pain from my calves, and limped towards my mother.
Don't come over, bastard... I told you that you are not allowed to do such things, and you are taking my words as an invisible thing, right?
When my mother saw me, she looked embarrassed and angry, and a hint of blush appeared on her pretty face. No matter how many times she saw it, she felt disgusting and awkward.
No, teacher... I really have no choice...
I ignored my mother's abuse and came straight to her side. Then my legs became weak and I collapsed on the ground next to her again. Just as my mother was about to avoid it, I hugged her thighs and took this opportunity to put my face on her side buttocks, taking advantage of it.
The soft buttocks made me unable to help forget the pain in my legs, showing an obsessed pig brother, and gently rubbed my mother's buttocks with my cheeks.
Oh...bastard...let me go...
My mother was frightened and she struggled in panic. It happened that the elevator also arrived at this time. My mother kicked my stomach again in a mess, causing me to fall to the ground and spasm.
It hurts so much when I was kicked on the heel of the high heels.
My mother ran into the elevator regardless of the matter, and then quickly pressed the buttons on the first floor and closing the elevator.
I also wanted to reach out to block the elevator door, but my mother lifted it up and pretended to step on the back of my hand. I was so scared that I had to shrink my hand back, and just watched the elevator door close and watch my mother leave.
Then I was no longer in the mood to continue masturbating. After waiting for the pain on my body to pass, I stood up from the ground, cleaned up, and left the stairs.
But the latter was still dead and shot on the door twice in two consecutive dreams.
Until the third time I appeared at the door, the scene in the dream finally changed.
It was said to be a change, but in fact it was just to return to its original appearance. My mother took out the shoe rack from the house...
A full of shoes filled the entire shoe rack. Not only did the mother's but the sister's shoes also filled the four-layer shoe rack for the two people. There were not so many shoes in the wholesale market for more than 20 pairs of shoes.
After seeing my mother put the shoe rack out again, I almost danced with excitement. I quickly picked a pair of gray fish-mouthed high heels from the shoe rack, took off my pants and started sniffing my mother's shoes while sniffing them while on the plane.
Perverted, really perverted!
Even a pervert like me, I feel that I am very perverted at this moment. It’s not just a pervert, it’s simply a pervert!
Uh...Ah...
While I was on the plane, I sniffed the faint fragrance from my mother's high heels, as if the smell of my mother's beautiful feet remained on it.
From time to time, I let out a low moan of satisfaction from my throat, and the movements of masturbating in my hands are getting faster and faster, and it is almost smoking!
At the last moment, I put the high heels in my hand on the cock and put the glans on it. Then I didn't feel it was too uncomfortable. I began to rub the penis with my high heels. The soles of the shoe touched the penis. The glans kept poking the fish eyes of the high heels, and then I took my mother's high heels and shot the plane.
Until he sprayed all the thick milky white liquid on his mother's high heels and ejaculated several strands in succession. After almost all the high heels were shot, he was even in the mood to change into another high heels and continued to ejaculate the remaining semen on it, leaving all the high heels stained with such disgusting semen.
Soon, my mother's high heels were covered with a lot of semen, and it flowed down to the bottom of the fish's mouth along the curve of the soles.
While panting with satisfaction, I put my mother's shoes back on the shoe rack, but this time I took great care to put them in the corner, as if I wanted to prevent my mother from discovering it, but I had no idea of wiping off the semen inside.
If this happens, will my mother discover it sooner or later?
My mother is not a fool. After putting the shoe rack outside, it means that she has to change her shoes outside every time. As long as she goes home or goes out, she will sooner or later find out the abnormality of the shoes.
However, I was not panicked at all. After putting my shoes on, I left by myself.
In the several fragmented dreams behind, I began to destroy the shoes on the shoe rack one by one, and I stained several pairs of shoes in a few times from top to bottom. However, after each new dream began, the dirty shoes in the dream in the front would return to the same as before, and there would be no trace of semen again.
I don’t know if it was because some small flaws appeared in the dream, which led to some details being wrong, or if my mother already knew that I did something bad with her shoes and wiped off the semen myself?
But no matter what, it looks like the shoes are clean, which is much better than the dirty traces covered with semen.
Is this my behavior really puzzling, masturbating at a bunch of shoes?
What kind of quirk is this?
Why didn't I know I had this sexual interest?
How much stimulation will I be in the future to become like this in my dream?
Just as I was happily holding a pair of mother's shoes and starting to fly on the plane again, the door next to me was opened again, and my mother walked out of the house.
After seeing my mother come out, I was not panicked at all. My hands kept moving, and I still rubbed my big cock with my shoes. Even after seeing my mother come out, I smiled slightly at her.
teacher……
After seeing me, my mother's face froze, and then two blushings quickly appeared. She stopped in place for several seconds before she reacted. After spitting, she cursed: Bastard... If you dare to get it on your shoes again, you will be dead...
Dare to get it on the shoes again?
What my mother said means that my mother knew everything I did before, but why didn’t she take some restraint measures?Just let me ejaculate on her shoes every day?
After mom scolded me with a slutty look, she seemed to be very disgusting to see me as a slutty look. She walked by quickly from the side. After picking up a pair of high heels, she walked straight to the elevator without even changing it.
I don't know why my mother didn't call the police?Is this due to my identity?It seems that being molested by his son made his mother feel helpless, right?
Teacher, I'm really sorry... I know it's not good, but I just can't control it...
As I said, I did not restrain myself at all. Instead, I turned around slightly and apologized to my mother who was waiting for the elevator while taking the plane.
My mother didn't turn her head, but her pretty face quietly showed two hints of blushing. It was obvious that she had noticed my behavior at the corners of her eyes.
Also, thank you teacher!Seeing that my mother had no reaction, I continued to thank her again.
This thank you was because my mother Xie finally took out her shoes and put them back in the aisle. It was because my mother Xie didn't pursue me again. She was the case that she was masturbating with her shoes.
My mother still didn't say anything. With the arrival of the elevator, she quickly stepped into it and quickly closed the elevator and left.
My mother just complained from beginning to end. I ejaculated the semen in her shoes, but never condemned me from beginning to end. I used her shoes to masturbate, which means she agreed that I could use her shoes to masturbate, as long as I didn't ejaculate in it.
Perhaps in my mother's opinion, the plot of using her shoes to masturbate is smaller than the plot of me ejaculating semen on the door?
After all, if you ejaculate on the door, there is a risk of being discovered. Even if you ejaculate in your shoes, it is disgusting, but at least if you don’t look carefully, no one can know, especially high heels. When all the semen flows into the fish’s mouth, as long as you don’t check it out specifically, you can basically not see anything from the outside.
Of course flat shoes are OK, but sandals are not OK.
In fact, the most common thing about my mother is sandals, so in fact, there are only a few pairs of shoes that can be used to do bad things. Now they are basically used. Although the ones I have used before have been cleaned by my mother, I am still very resistant.
I was very disgusted by making me ejaculate on my shoes, let alone ejaculate on the same pair of shoes many times.
I don’t know if I will have this idea in the future, but at least I think so now, so when I see that there are not a few pairs of high heels left, I am actually more worried than the other one in my dreams. I don’t know if the shoes are gone and his thoughts are consistent with mine, I don’t know what he will do?
My pervert has exceeded the level I can imagine now, and it feels even more costly than I can play in a fucking Japanese movie!
Seeing him ejaculate his semen in his mother's shoes again, he did not follow his mother's preaching just now, and treated his mother's words as a warning to him. Anyway, I couldn't figure it out. It was obviously just a very simple requirement. Just take out the penis from the shoes when ejaculation. Why am I not even willing to do such a simple thing?
Do you have to ejaculate the semen into your mother's shoes before you can be satisfied?
There were several scattered dreams in the back, and I either took my mother's shoes abnormally, masturbated while smelling them, or just put my shoes on my cock and rubbed them, and kept doing these dirty things.
I did it until the early morning, and I couldn't even count how many dreams I had. It was too messy, which made me feel a little confused even if I woke up in the morning.
When I was going out to go to school after dinner, I subconsciously glanced at the shoe rack placed in the aisle. My mother and sister's shoes were clean and nothing unusual.
I smiled bitterly and found that I was really nervous. I knew that what happened in my dream was a future, but I would be affected by my dreams. Now I can find out what I can do!
After mocking herself for a moment, she hurried downstairs. Now this time period is the time for Deng Ziyi to go to school. As long as she is stuck, she will have a great chance to meet her on the road.
Sure enough, after walking downstairs for a long time, I met Deng Ziyi who was heading towards the school slowly. Seeing her walking so slowly, it seemed that she was waiting for me intentionally, which made me feel happy.
I quickly followed her quietly, and then while she didn't notice it, she held her hand. The sudden attack scared her so much that she almost jumped up. She was about to shake her hands and avoid it. Then she turned her head and saw that it was me. She immediately stopped resisting, but she blushed and said shyly: Hate...
Hehe...scared you?
I grinned. I was still very proud of being able to see Deng Ziyi's shy appearance. Occasionally, I didn't know whether it was a shock or a surprise, which could greatly increase each other's feelings.
That must be Ah!I thought it was a pervert?Deng Ziyi pouted, trying hard to show an angry expression, but the smile with a happier smile on her lips was betrayed her.
I happily held her hand, rushing to school while playing with her, and pulled the speed up a little, because if I walked too slowly, it would be easy to be caught up by my sister who was behind. If my sister found out that Deng Ziyi and I were walking hand in hand on the road, it would inevitably be a bloody storm. After I got home, my sister would be asked by her, and then she would be caught by her handle, so that I could become her pawn, and I would be her best friend and not worry about being retaliated against me.
Because I was afraid of being discovered by my parents, I definitely didn't dare to get angry with her.
Fortunately, the journey was quite stable. Apart from meeting a few classmates, I came to the school smoothly and was not caught up by my sister.
Now that the relationship with Deng Ziyi is gradually heating up, I have a vague premonition that I will be able to completely take her down in the near future.
When I think about the beautiful woman coming home, I feel very happy. The scattered absurd dreams I had last night also reduced a lot, allowing me to listen to the class more at ease. After all, love and study have to be grasped with both hands. Otherwise, my parents will find that my grades have declined, and that may be the famous scene of my mother standing behind me with a teaching stick to supervise my study.
So in class, I listened very seriously. Of course, there is another reason for this, that is, I don’t want to open up too much gap with Deng Ziyi, so as not to avoid her performance too much, and I will feel inferior and may not dare to pursue her.
So, from reason, I must keep up with my grades and learn from my learning progress. I have no way to get distracted in class and I must listen carefully.
I just don’t know why, but I didn’t think about anything during the day, but if I think about it, I was thinking about Deng Ziyi. But when I got home at night, I dreamed of my mother again.
People often say that I have thought about it every day and dream about it at night, but I only have Deng Ziyi’s figure in my mind all day long, but I didn’t see her in my dreams. Instead, I only saw my mother a few times during the short time I went home for dinner, but I was in trouble again at night. What’s this?
I really don’t want to dream about spring dreams related to my family at night, which makes me feel deeply despised. Every morning I wake up with regret, which makes me seem listless for a period of time and I don’t dare to face my family.
But no matter how disgusting I feel, there is no way to change the status quo.
I fell into one spring dream again, making me dizzy. Seeing another, I was still masturbating with my mother's shoes, which made me go from disgust at the beginning to speechless.
Then I suddenly realized that maybe my mother might be the same as I think now, so that I would indulge me to do whatever I want with her shoes, right?
It’s not that I don’t feel disgusted, but because I can’t do anything about it!
So my mother saw me using her shoes to masturbate the plane several times later, but my mother was not as angry as before, with helplessness on her face. In addition to being speechless about my behavior, she should also be disappointed with me, right?
As her son, she has become a pervert. Any parent who sees his child become like this will be disappointed, right?
And when my mother discovered it, I finally made some changes.
Or, I finally stopped and stopped masturbating with my mother's shoes.
As before, my mother passed by me and was about to take a pair of shoes to wear in the car downstairs, she was suddenly grabbed by me.
Teacher... can you help me?
I stuttered and spoke a little embarrassedly.
What?
My mother was a little confused, but she was very vigilant. She shook her hands desperately and wanted to shake off the hand that I was holding her wrist. She didn't know whether my hand had ever held that ugly thing?
My threshold seems to be getting higher and higher recently, and it’s no longer enough to satisfy me with just using shoes!so……
So what?Mom frowned and her vigilance became higher. She vaguely felt that what I was going to say next was definitely not good things. Could it be that I would ask for more close-fitting things, right?
The fetish mother has a rough understanding and knows that this is a very distorted psychological phenomenon, her behavior is very bad, and going out to molest someone else's shoes also constitutes a minor crime. If I hadn't been her son, my mother would have called the police long ago.
In the information I consulted, my mother also learned that fetishism is diverse. Some people like women's shoes, some people like women's stockings, and some people like women's underwear...
Anyway, it’s very perverted. Anyway, anything is something that women cannot accept. That is, I rely on this blood relationship with my mother to be so presumptuous.
So can you help me?Uh... No need for anything else, just help me out with your hands!
I stammered again, and as I spoke, my head lowered my head, and I didn't dare to look at my mother.
Get out... Mom was so angry that she gave me a big word.
After saying that, I shook my hand and was about to leave, but I sat on the ground and hugged her beautiful legs directly.
Although this move is a bit risky, it is really easy to use. It not only can take advantage of it, but also can make the mother soft-hearted, which is a win-win situation.
Don't Ah... Teacher... I beg you, it's getting harder for me to ejaculate now. Yesterday, I peeled off my penis in order to get it out, and it hurts to death...
As I said, I buried my head between my mother's buttocks, rubbing greedily and smelling the faint fragrance coming from her body.
Oh...you let me go...
My mother was startled. My behavior was not just about taking advantage of it, but it was simply naked and obscene.
With my mother growing up, except for her father touching her buttocks, no other man may be lucky enough to touch her buttocks, let alone bury her head directly between her crotch. Although there is still a layer of clothes and underwear, the touch is already bi-phase transmission.
I only felt my mother's buttocks soften, and my cheeks rubbed back and forth against my mother's crotch, making me so excited that I couldn't extricate myself.
My mother blushed and struggled desperately, while tapping my head with her hands, trying to get rid of my obsceneness, but I hugged her very tightly, and her thighs were completely bound by me, leaving only her calves to move, but she couldn't walk at all, so she couldn't get rid of them at all.
After a while, my mother became anxious. After all, someone took advantage of the most private and sensitive place. If it were anyone, she would have to worry. She was not furious, but in fact she was already very restrained. If it were the case before, she would have taken the initiative to escape while I was in pain.
Teacher, if you promise me, I will let go...
Taking advantage of the time when I raised my head to breathe, I immediately buried my head between my mother's buttocks again. At this moment, it doesn't matter whether my mother can help. As long as she doesn't resist and let me hold me like this and take advantage of it for a while, I can also ejaculate myself.
But my mother's resistance was very fierce. Although she didn't have much strength in her hands, her head was hit and it hurt.
You let me go first... Mom jumped straight in anger, but she had no choice but to do anything to me. Even if my head hurts so hard, I don’t want to retreat. How can I take advantage of this opportunity?
Then the teacher must keep his word!
I hesitated for a moment, but let go of my hand.
As soon as the mother got out of trouble, she immediately ran away in a hurry. She didn't even take the elevator and quickly walked down the stairs.
well?
I was stunned. I didn't expect my mother to be so unreputable. I quickly got up and put on her pants and chased her. But in just a while, when I got downstairs, my mother had already gotten in the car.
Before I could wait for me to run to her car and question her, my mother ran away in a row.
I was so funny when I was watching from the side. My mother showed me a little, and I don’t know if it was a good or a bad thing?
But from now on, it should be considered a good thing. After all, I actually want my mother to help me masturbate. In reality, I really don’t even dare to think about it. Isn’t this life-threatening?
But I seem to be much braver than I am in reality, and I am more eager to gain a lot of greed.
I was very depressed that I was unable to trick my mother. After staying there for a while, I left helplessly.
Then the dream changed rapidly and quickly moved from the community to the school.
At school, I blocked my mother between a high wall and carefully identified it. It was the wall behind the toilet in the school teaching building. The style of several floors was the same. This should be behind the toilet on the third floor where my mother was.
I don’t know how I blocked my mother here, but the fact is that, my mother was blocked by my hands, and she couldn’t escape even if she wanted to. It was like a domineering president-style wall thrust, but the president used one hand and I used both hands.
Seeing that their faces were almost sticking together at close range, my mother turned her head away with a little shyness and disgust, not daring to look at me.
Teacher, you are so unkind. I trust you so much in the morning before letting go of you. You actually ran away?
Of course I have to run away if you make such an excessive request. It would be considered a bargain if you didn't hit you...
My mother rolled her eyes in anger, and she really wanted to start teaching me a lesson. If it weren't for being in school now...
I don’t care about this, you agreed in the morning, and now you have to fulfill your promise!I've been holding it in for a whole morning. Do you know how uncomfortable this is?
I took off my pants and underwear in front of my mother without saying a word, and directly exposed the thick cock that had already become hard in front of my mother.
Oh... don't... put on... this is the school...
Mom exclaimed and quickly covered her hot cheeks, blocking her vision to prevent her from seeing the dirty thing.
It's fine!I responded casually, then pressed my mother's shoulder and pressed her down to kneel down to the ground.
Don't...let me go...
My mother still wanted to struggle, but was stopped by me: Teacher, if you continue to be stalemate, you may be discovered!
Although this is the back wall of the toilet and no one usually comes, I dare not be absolutely sure, because occasionally there will be some young couples who will sneak up here to have a tryst. After all, this is one of the few places in the school that will not be disturbed. Even if they are knocked out by others, others will understand it and leave without forcibly disturbing others.
Obviously, my mother was even more afraid of being discovered between the two things that faced me and being discovered by others, so after hearing my words, she became honest.
Seeing that my mother stopped resisting, I immediately grabbed her hand and pulled it on her cock. When I touched the hot cock, my mother subconsciously wanted to retract, but I forced her to grab it, so she couldn't take it back. With my grasp, she had to follow my cock to encircle.
A simple white jade hand barely held the cock, which could just be wrapped around, and then the fingers could barely touch each other. This shows how thick the cock is?
My mother's pretty face turned red, and I grabbed a jade hand and began to stroke it gently. She felt the heat and hardness from the palm of her hand, which made her feel shy and had to close her eyes and dare not stare at her anymore.
It feels so comfortable, teacher, using a woman's hand to masturbate is different from yours!
I couldn't help but praise my mother's hands were very soft, and although she was weak in holding the cock, it gave people a very gentle feeling, and it did not make people feel as if they were not comfortable enough if they were not strong enough.
My mother's pretty face became more rosy with naked eyes, and she just bit her lip lightly, but she didn't respond.
Until I seemed not satisfied with this, I pulled my mother's other hand over and held the cock together, my mother opened her eyes slightly and looked at me!
The two jade hands held the penis in front and back at the same time, but they had not been able to fully hold the penis, which shows how long the penis is?
Teacher, you can move it yourself, just do it at this speed, it’s very comfortable!
As I said, I had already let go of my mother's hand and let her try to move by herself.
My mother gave me speechlessly, but she still suppressed her shyness and began to try to masturbate. Under my satisfied gaze, she gradually entered the state.
It seems that my mother has no experience in masturbating and her movements are very clumsy, but fortunately, masturbation does not require any special skills. It can make men more comfortable, but it doesn’t matter if it doesn’t. Just masturbating mechanically can still make people ejaculate.
And it seems that the matter of helping someone masturbate made my mother very shy, and her face turned extremely red. It was as if she was staying in the boiler room and was flushed red. Even a faint mist appeared between her eyes, and a trace of confusion appeared when she looked at her cock.
You hurry up...
After helping me with it for nearly ten or twenty minutes, my mother was a little anxious before I could ejaculate. Although she was shy, she had to remind her.
OK, I'll cum right away!You can speed up!
I responded quickly and began to try to make myself ejaculate as soon as possible so as not to make my mother anxious and not to continue to masturbate for me, which would be troublesome.
When my mother heard this, she quickly accelerated her masturbation speed. Sure enough, she immediately heard the sound of me taking a lot of gas. After knowing that this would make me feel more comfortable, she accelerated a few more points, striving to make me ejaculate in the shortest time.
After more than a minute, I couldn't stand it. After relaxing my semen, I ejaculated all the semen under my mother's rapid masturbation.
ah……
My mother was unable to defend herself and had no preparation at all. She was sprayed with semen on her face. Although she forced her penis to the side at the last moment, several spurs of semen were sprayed on her pretty face.
After the penis shot a stream of semen into the wall next to it, I immediately pulled the penis out of my mother's little hand, held it myself, and ejaculated the last few semen again on my mother's face.
My mother had to close her eyes to prevent her from being ejaculated into her eyes. Even her breathing stopped at this moment until I finished ejaculation.
The milky white liquid hung on my mother's pretty blushing face, which looked particularly lewd.
Paper... Get the paper...
After no longer feeling the feeling of semen covering her face, my mother opened her mouth slightly and whispered a few words, frowned tightly, and seemed to be very disgusted with the feeling at this moment.
No wonder, a strong smell of sea came to her face. Even if she closed her breath, after recovering, the smell would forcibly rush into her breath in a stronger posture, making her feel sick when she smelled it.
Moreover, although the large amount of semen is very sticky, many have begun to slowly slide down her cheeks. Even if she does any extra movements, it may cause the semen to flow to her mouth or drip onto her body, making her even more embarrassed.
So after barely speaking out a few words, my mother didn't dare to speak again or move around again.
Ah?oh……
I responded, then quickly cleaned myself up, ran out of the corridor and rushed into the toilet, searched for a few pits, and then found half of the roll of paper.
When I returned to the back of the toilet with a tissue, I saw my mother sitting on the base of the wall, closing her eyes and tilting her head slightly to prevent the milky white liquid from continuing to slide down. With some sunlight hitting her cheeks, this scene looks so beautiful.
If the semen on her face hadn't destroyed the beauty and made it look a little lewd...
The paper is coming, teacher!
Instead, I was not anxious and walked slowly to my mother, enjoying her quiet and beautiful face at the moment, and then I took a tissue and started to wipe it for my mother.
My mother pursed her lips tightly to prevent the semen from being pulled onto her red lips, then frowned slightly, and silently let me help her wipe the semen on her face. Until she felt my movements stop, she slowly opened her eyes and met my silly smiled face.
Then my mother quickly got up from the ground and kicked my little foot in anger. The pain made me jump up directly on the spot with my legs in my arms. She ran away quickly, as if she wanted to go to the bathroom to wash her face as soon as possible. After all, she was defiled by something as dirty as she thought.
I was stunned by the side. One day in the future, I actually ejaculated my mother in the face?And it was a blessing that I wasn't slaughtered by my mother.
I thought the spring dreams related to my sister I had before were already outrageous enough, but I didn’t expect that it was even more outrageous now. Not only did I masturbate with my mother’s shoes, but I could also let my mother help me with the plane and ejaculate her in the face?
I thought that after this time, my mother should be so angry that she would be so angry that she would not kill me, but she would have to teach me a lesson. But it was not until the next dream that I realized that I was wrong!
Maybe I don’t understand women’s inner thoughts at all, right?
In a new dream, when I saw my mother appear at the door, although I saw a hint of anger on her face, I didn’t feel furious.
After scolding me a few times, I had to promise to fly for me again, under my soft and hard grinding and squeezing my thighs again.
If you dare to touch my face again, let’s see how I deal with you...
When I pressed my shoulders and knelt on the ground again, my mother glared at me with a red face!
Hehe... Teacher, you looked so beautiful yesterday!I smiled and quickly praised my mother's appearance after being cummed yesterday. She was indeed very beautiful, much better than she usually looks.
Pooh……
My mother spat and didn't want to talk to me, so she didn't continue to argue. She just thought of the scene yesterday, but her face turned red.
Maybe she didn't know why she promised to help me masturbate?
Even now, she didn't know why she was convinced by me in a few words, and now she had to face that dark dirty thing!
On the way to school, I met Deng Ziyi, who was on the same road. After seeing me, she came over and asked about my situation.
Uh... it's no longer a problem... The so-called stomachache is just an excuse I knitted on the go yesterday. Today, the guilt has been reduced a lot, which has also made my mood no longer as depressed as yesterday, and people seem to become more energetic.
That's good!Deng Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief solemnly, as if the stone hanging in her heart had fallen heavily.
I was a little moved. Although I was not a couple with her, at least I had nothing to say about my relationship. If I hadn't been in that mood yesterday, I might have been able to directly take advantage of the opportunity to become boyfriend and girlfriend with her.
Today I recovered a little, so I started to think about whether I should try to confess to her and see if I can succeed?
But after thinking about it, I still think that I will forget it. If I am rejected again, I will be embarrassed to death. I should keep the status quo for the time being. After all, the relationship is very ambiguous now, so I don’t rush to do this.
Looking at her shaking hands while walking, I took the opportunity to grab her hand and held it.
Deng Ziyi just trembled slightly, but she did not break free. A hint of shame appeared on her cheeks, and she silently let me hold hands and walk slowly towards the school.
We didn't say much along the way. When we met other classmates we knew, we would let go of our hands a little, otherwise we would keep holding each other until we entered the school gate.
When I was over school at night, my friend called me to play basketball. I thought that if I went home after school, I might be hurt by my sister. Although it was not that I could not beat her, because she was a girl, I had to give in to her. Even if she was older than me, I had to give in to her. So after thinking about it, I would go to play basketball first and wait until my mother came home and I would go back to insurance.
So I agreed directly and sweated at the school stadium until after five o'clock in the evening before packing up my things and going home.
I thought my mother should have already prepared the meal after she got home, but it turned out that my sister was cooking and my mother disappeared.
Where has mom gone?
I walked into the kitchen and saw my sister cooking hotly around her apron, her little face was roasted red because of the flames on the stove.
It's in the room!My sister seemed to have forgotten the surprise in the morning. She was busy dealing with the dishes in her hands and had no time to pay attention to me.
Are people uncomfortable?
I was a little confused. What did my mother do in the room at this time?In the past, she was cooking at the same time. As long as she was at home, she would not leave this matter to her sister at all.
No, this is about to take the exam. Qin Qi came upstairs to ask his mother to make up for the lessons, which delayed a little!Don't bother them!
Seeing me turning around and going to check my mother's condition, my sister quickly explained to me and reminded me not to disturb my mother.
Qin Qi?
Is it the neighbor upstairs?
After hearing what my sister said, I realized that the semester was over in just over a month, and I was about to advance to my second year of high school, and my sister was going to take the college entrance examination too!
Time flies so fast?
In the blink of an eye, my sister is about to graduate?Doesn’t this mean that in two or three months, she will leave home to go to college?
That means it may not be so easy to see my sister again in the future?
Then...I...How do I develop Ah with my sister?It wouldn't be possible that the ridiculous things in the dream would take several years to happen, right?
Uh...it seems like this is not bad, how many years can it be delayed!
After all, I am not very willing to have sex with my sister. If these predicted dreams happened only after my sister graduated from college, it would be great. At least everyone was mature at that time, and if those things happened, their psychological endurance would be much stronger.
I didn't expect that you will graduate so soon, sister, I really can't bear to leave Ah...
I pretended to be reluctant to let my sister go, but the corners of my mouth unconsciously curled up, and I couldn't suppress it.
Can you restrain your smile?
My sister turned her head and found the smile on the corner of my mouth. The mood that I was about to be moved suddenly sank and held the spatula high and threatened me.
Hehe... Sorry, I can't help it.
I smiled embarrassedly, and my sister rolled her eyes at me, waved the spatula and hit me. If the dishes in the pot weren't about to get battered, she would have to teach me a lesson.
But even though I was playing and seeing that she was too busy, I didn't run away. I went straight to my sister and started to help her cook. Although when I got close to her, she stood on tiptoe and hooked her neck, because with my height of about one head taller, she had to stand on tiptoe to barely reach my neck.
I didn't resist. After a few hypocritical begging for mercy, I laughed at my sister, and the two ended the fight and started cooking seriously.
After cooking two dishes, my mother finally came out of the room and walked out with Qin Qi upstairs. It seemed that he really asked his mother to give him some lessons. My mother should have not refused because they are all neighbors, right?
Should Qin Qi be the one who crams for the moment, or should he really love studying?
I actually don’t like him as a teacher’s behavior of having to tutor after school. I have a mother who is a teacher, but I have never tutored after class. Even mothers have never done tutoring homework for me, because as long as I listen carefully in class, I basically do it, so I don’t need after class tutoring at all.
But it may be that their senior high school education is heavy, which is relatively difficult and normal. In addition, the college entrance examination is a watershed in life, so it is normal to find a tutor to help consolidate the learning knowledge. Perhaps when I feel stressed in the future, I will also ask my mother to help me review my homework, right?
Can you have a meal? Mom, Qin Qi, stay and have a meal together?
Seeing my mother and Qin Qi appear, I made a polite statement.
Both of them seemed to have experienced a long period of tutoring, and their spirits were a little upset, and Qin Qi seemed even more tired. My mother was fine, but she didn't know if the weather was a little hot, which made her look a little hot, her cheeks were flushed, as if she had sweated a lot.
No, my mom should have cooked the meal too!
Qin Qi quickly smiled politely and then asked for a politeness.
Oh, just stay for dinner. Auntie, just send a message to her!My sister also spoke at this time, which made me just want to make some polite mistakes, but I was a little embarrassed.
It's Ah, today is my sister's meal, and it's a rare opportunity!
There was no way, I could only continue to be polite as my sister said. It seemed that I could only keep him for dinner.
Then...then it will be disturbing!Qin Qi hesitated for a moment, looked at his mother, and found that she had no objection, so he agreed.
Fortunately, it was just a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks. Otherwise, if I had to spend more money because of a polite approach, it would be unpaid. Qin Qi is my sister's classmate, but not my classmate. Although I know each other, I am not too familiar with him. Actually, I don't need to be too polite to him.
This makes me feel the way of making friends in contemporary people. Many people are becoming more and more closed. After forming a small circle, they are unwilling to accept new friends. Perhaps in the eyes of young people today, just having a few friends is enough, right?
After my sister cooked the last dish, I also went out with four bowls of rice. Then I greeted my mother and Qin Qi in the living room to sit down for dinner. The four of them sat around a table and sat in turn. Our family still had the same seat as usual. Only Qin Qi sat down at this moment when he originally belonged to his father and sat on the same side as his mother.
The meal was quite harmonious, but for some reason, my mother seemed to eat very slowly today. She chewed slowly and didn’t have any appetite. Her face was also slightly red, and she seemed to be very hot, but she kept eating, saying that she had no appetite, but she didn’t look like her.
It took nearly half an hour for a meal to end. After the meal, Qin Qi simply stopped going back and asked his mother to help him continue tutoring him until after nine o'clock in the evening.
Why don’t my sister ask my mother to help you make up for your lessons?Your courses should be the same, right?
Sitting in the living room watching TV with my sister with my sister, I couldn't help but ask my sister who was watching Korean dramas with relish.
It is also a supplement to help one person make up for the lessons. It is also a supplement to help two people make up for the lessons. It is better for two people to give their neighbors a supplement to the lessons and supervise their daughters at the same time. Why not do it?
I'll be together in a few days!A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of my sister's mouth and said: Suffer less!
Haha, if my mother hears this, I will give my sister a few sets of papers to try what it is to really suffer. I dare to say that letting my mother tutor her homework is a suffering, and I will be impatient to live.
Listening to the sound of my mother's clamoring water when she was taking a shower in the bathroom, my thoughts began to think about it again. I inexplicably recalled the day when I saw my mother wearing only underwear in my dream. Her graceful figure, even if I just had a dream, could make me remember it clearly.
As I thought to myself, the second child showed signs of looking up again, which made me think something was wrong, so I quickly got up and walked back to the room.
Seeing that it was getting late, he locked the door directly, took off all his clothes, and lay on the bed.
This is my habit every night now. I am so afraid of re-sperm and then getting my underwear dirty.
I have had spring dreams for too long and too frequent recently. I don’t know if this will hurt my body if I continue like this?
But no matter how I do it, I can't change this situation. Even if I get tired after I get back from exercising and don't even have the energy to move, I still have spring dreams, which makes me very upset.
Especially now, my partner has changed from a sister to a mother, which makes me even more distressed!
Mom can be said to be the only woman in the world who I don’t want to blaspheme, but she ends up being afraid of whatever she wants!
I entered my dream again, and I saw that again. I stood at the door of my house and masturbated again. I really don’t understand what is there to masturbate against a cold door?
Before I could stroke for a few minutes, the door was opened from the inside, and my mother's figure appeared. Before I could react, my mother raised her foot and kicked her quickly on my calf, causing me to let out a cry of pain, and my legs became weak and fell to the ground.
My mother took advantage of this skill and quickly went out and ran to press the elevator.
Because she was wearing high heels on her feet, her mother was really unwilling to take the stairs. After all, she also lives on the sixth floor. Not only is she dangerous to take the stairs, she is also tired. For people like her, it is indeed better to take the elevator.
teacher……
I staggered up from the ground, endured the pain from my calves, and limped towards my mother.
Don't come over, bastard... I told you that you are not allowed to do such things, and you are taking my words as an invisible thing, right?
When my mother saw me, she looked embarrassed and angry, and a hint of blush appeared on her pretty face. No matter how many times she saw it, she felt disgusting and awkward.
No, teacher... I really have no choice...
I ignored my mother's abuse and came straight to her side. Then my legs became weak and I collapsed on the ground next to her again. Just as my mother was about to avoid it, I hugged her thighs and took this opportunity to put my face on her side buttocks, taking advantage of it.
The soft buttocks made me unable to help forget the pain in my legs, showing an obsessed pig brother, and gently rubbed my mother's buttocks with my cheeks.
Oh...bastard...let me go...
My mother was frightened and she struggled in panic. It happened that the elevator also arrived at this time. My mother kicked my stomach again in a mess, causing me to fall to the ground and spasm.
It hurts so much when I was kicked on the heel of the high heels.
My mother ran into the elevator regardless of the matter, and then quickly pressed the buttons on the first floor and closing the elevator.
I also wanted to reach out to block the elevator door, but my mother lifted it up and pretended to step on the back of my hand. I was so scared that I had to shrink my hand back, and just watched the elevator door close and watch my mother leave.
Then I was no longer in the mood to continue masturbating. After waiting for the pain on my body to pass, I stood up from the ground, cleaned up, and left the stairs.
But the latter was still dead and shot on the door twice in two consecutive dreams.
Until the third time I appeared at the door, the scene in the dream finally changed.
It was said to be a change, but in fact it was just to return to its original appearance. My mother took out the shoe rack from the house...
A full of shoes filled the entire shoe rack. Not only did the mother's but the sister's shoes also filled the four-layer shoe rack for the two people. There were not so many shoes in the wholesale market for more than 20 pairs of shoes.
After seeing my mother put the shoe rack out again, I almost danced with excitement. I quickly picked a pair of gray fish-mouthed high heels from the shoe rack, took off my pants and started sniffing my mother's shoes while sniffing them while on the plane.
Perverted, really perverted!
Even a pervert like me, I feel that I am very perverted at this moment. It’s not just a pervert, it’s simply a pervert!
Uh...Ah...
While I was on the plane, I sniffed the faint fragrance from my mother's high heels, as if the smell of my mother's beautiful feet remained on it.
From time to time, I let out a low moan of satisfaction from my throat, and the movements of masturbating in my hands are getting faster and faster, and it is almost smoking!
At the last moment, I put the high heels in my hand on the cock and put the glans on it. Then I didn't feel it was too uncomfortable. I began to rub the penis with my high heels. The soles of the shoe touched the penis. The glans kept poking the fish eyes of the high heels, and then I took my mother's high heels and shot the plane.
Until he sprayed all the thick milky white liquid on his mother's high heels and ejaculated several strands in succession. After almost all the high heels were shot, he was even in the mood to change into another high heels and continued to ejaculate the remaining semen on it, leaving all the high heels stained with such disgusting semen.
Soon, my mother's high heels were covered with a lot of semen, and it flowed down to the bottom of the fish's mouth along the curve of the soles.
While panting with satisfaction, I put my mother's shoes back on the shoe rack, but this time I took great care to put them in the corner, as if I wanted to prevent my mother from discovering it, but I had no idea of wiping off the semen inside.
If this happens, will my mother discover it sooner or later?
My mother is not a fool. After putting the shoe rack outside, it means that she has to change her shoes outside every time. As long as she goes home or goes out, she will sooner or later find out the abnormality of the shoes.
However, I was not panicked at all. After putting my shoes on, I left by myself.
In the several fragmented dreams behind, I began to destroy the shoes on the shoe rack one by one, and I stained several pairs of shoes in a few times from top to bottom. However, after each new dream began, the dirty shoes in the dream in the front would return to the same as before, and there would be no trace of semen again.
I don’t know if it was because some small flaws appeared in the dream, which led to some details being wrong, or if my mother already knew that I did something bad with her shoes and wiped off the semen myself?
But no matter what, it looks like the shoes are clean, which is much better than the dirty traces covered with semen.
Is this my behavior really puzzling, masturbating at a bunch of shoes?
What kind of quirk is this?
Why didn't I know I had this sexual interest?
How much stimulation will I be in the future to become like this in my dream?
Just as I was happily holding a pair of mother's shoes and starting to fly on the plane again, the door next to me was opened again, and my mother walked out of the house.
After seeing my mother come out, I was not panicked at all. My hands kept moving, and I still rubbed my big cock with my shoes. Even after seeing my mother come out, I smiled slightly at her.
teacher……
After seeing me, my mother's face froze, and then two blushings quickly appeared. She stopped in place for several seconds before she reacted. After spitting, she cursed: Bastard... If you dare to get it on your shoes again, you will be dead...
Dare to get it on the shoes again?
What my mother said means that my mother knew everything I did before, but why didn’t she take some restraint measures?Just let me ejaculate on her shoes every day?
After mom scolded me with a slutty look, she seemed to be very disgusting to see me as a slutty look. She walked by quickly from the side. After picking up a pair of high heels, she walked straight to the elevator without even changing it.
I don't know why my mother didn't call the police?Is this due to my identity?It seems that being molested by his son made his mother feel helpless, right?
Teacher, I'm really sorry... I know it's not good, but I just can't control it...
As I said, I did not restrain myself at all. Instead, I turned around slightly and apologized to my mother who was waiting for the elevator while taking the plane.
My mother didn't turn her head, but her pretty face quietly showed two hints of blushing. It was obvious that she had noticed my behavior at the corners of her eyes.
Also, thank you teacher!Seeing that my mother had no reaction, I continued to thank her again.
This thank you was because my mother Xie finally took out her shoes and put them back in the aisle. It was because my mother Xie didn't pursue me again. She was the case that she was masturbating with her shoes.
My mother still didn't say anything. With the arrival of the elevator, she quickly stepped into it and quickly closed the elevator and left.
My mother just complained from beginning to end. I ejaculated the semen in her shoes, but never condemned me from beginning to end. I used her shoes to masturbate, which means she agreed that I could use her shoes to masturbate, as long as I didn't ejaculate in it.
Perhaps in my mother's opinion, the plot of using her shoes to masturbate is smaller than the plot of me ejaculating semen on the door?
After all, if you ejaculate on the door, there is a risk of being discovered. Even if you ejaculate in your shoes, it is disgusting, but at least if you don’t look carefully, no one can know, especially high heels. When all the semen flows into the fish’s mouth, as long as you don’t check it out specifically, you can basically not see anything from the outside.
Of course flat shoes are OK, but sandals are not OK.
In fact, the most common thing about my mother is sandals, so in fact, there are only a few pairs of shoes that can be used to do bad things. Now they are basically used. Although the ones I have used before have been cleaned by my mother, I am still very resistant.
I was very disgusted by making me ejaculate on my shoes, let alone ejaculate on the same pair of shoes many times.
I don’t know if I will have this idea in the future, but at least I think so now, so when I see that there are not a few pairs of high heels left, I am actually more worried than the other one in my dreams. I don’t know if the shoes are gone and his thoughts are consistent with mine, I don’t know what he will do?
My pervert has exceeded the level I can imagine now, and it feels even more costly than I can play in a fucking Japanese movie!
Seeing him ejaculate his semen in his mother's shoes again, he did not follow his mother's preaching just now, and treated his mother's words as a warning to him. Anyway, I couldn't figure it out. It was obviously just a very simple requirement. Just take out the penis from the shoes when ejaculation. Why am I not even willing to do such a simple thing?
Do you have to ejaculate the semen into your mother's shoes before you can be satisfied?
There were several scattered dreams in the back, and I either took my mother's shoes abnormally, masturbated while smelling them, or just put my shoes on my cock and rubbed them, and kept doing these dirty things.
I did it until the early morning, and I couldn't even count how many dreams I had. It was too messy, which made me feel a little confused even if I woke up in the morning.
When I was going out to go to school after dinner, I subconsciously glanced at the shoe rack placed in the aisle. My mother and sister's shoes were clean and nothing unusual.
I smiled bitterly and found that I was really nervous. I knew that what happened in my dream was a future, but I would be affected by my dreams. Now I can find out what I can do!
After mocking herself for a moment, she hurried downstairs. Now this time period is the time for Deng Ziyi to go to school. As long as she is stuck, she will have a great chance to meet her on the road.
Sure enough, after walking downstairs for a long time, I met Deng Ziyi who was heading towards the school slowly. Seeing her walking so slowly, it seemed that she was waiting for me intentionally, which made me feel happy.
I quickly followed her quietly, and then while she didn't notice it, she held her hand. The sudden attack scared her so much that she almost jumped up. She was about to shake her hands and avoid it. Then she turned her head and saw that it was me. She immediately stopped resisting, but she blushed and said shyly: Hate...
Hehe...scared you?
I grinned. I was still very proud of being able to see Deng Ziyi's shy appearance. Occasionally, I didn't know whether it was a shock or a surprise, which could greatly increase each other's feelings.
That must be Ah!I thought it was a pervert?Deng Ziyi pouted, trying hard to show an angry expression, but the smile with a happier smile on her lips was betrayed her.
I happily held her hand, rushing to school while playing with her, and pulled the speed up a little, because if I walked too slowly, it would be easy to be caught up by my sister who was behind. If my sister found out that Deng Ziyi and I were walking hand in hand on the road, it would inevitably be a bloody storm. After I got home, my sister would be asked by her, and then she would be caught by her handle, so that I could become her pawn, and I would be her best friend and not worry about being retaliated against me.
Because I was afraid of being discovered by my parents, I definitely didn't dare to get angry with her.
Fortunately, the journey was quite stable. Apart from meeting a few classmates, I came to the school smoothly and was not caught up by my sister.
Now that the relationship with Deng Ziyi is gradually heating up, I have a vague premonition that I will be able to completely take her down in the near future.
When I think about the beautiful woman coming home, I feel very happy. The scattered absurd dreams I had last night also reduced a lot, allowing me to listen to the class more at ease. After all, love and study have to be grasped with both hands. Otherwise, my parents will find that my grades have declined, and that may be the famous scene of my mother standing behind me with a teaching stick to supervise my study.
So in class, I listened very seriously. Of course, there is another reason for this, that is, I don’t want to open up too much gap with Deng Ziyi, so as not to avoid her performance too much, and I will feel inferior and may not dare to pursue her.
So, from reason, I must keep up with my grades and learn from my learning progress. I have no way to get distracted in class and I must listen carefully.
I just don’t know why, but I didn’t think about anything during the day, but if I think about it, I was thinking about Deng Ziyi. But when I got home at night, I dreamed of my mother again.
People often say that I have thought about it every day and dream about it at night, but I only have Deng Ziyi’s figure in my mind all day long, but I didn’t see her in my dreams. Instead, I only saw my mother a few times during the short time I went home for dinner, but I was in trouble again at night. What’s this?
I really don’t want to dream about spring dreams related to my family at night, which makes me feel deeply despised. Every morning I wake up with regret, which makes me seem listless for a period of time and I don’t dare to face my family.
But no matter how disgusting I feel, there is no way to change the status quo.
I fell into one spring dream again, making me dizzy. Seeing another, I was still masturbating with my mother's shoes, which made me go from disgust at the beginning to speechless.
Then I suddenly realized that maybe my mother might be the same as I think now, so that I would indulge me to do whatever I want with her shoes, right?
It’s not that I don’t feel disgusted, but because I can’t do anything about it!
So my mother saw me using her shoes to masturbate the plane several times later, but my mother was not as angry as before, with helplessness on her face. In addition to being speechless about my behavior, she should also be disappointed with me, right?
As her son, she has become a pervert. Any parent who sees his child become like this will be disappointed, right?
And when my mother discovered it, I finally made some changes.
Or, I finally stopped and stopped masturbating with my mother's shoes.
As before, my mother passed by me and was about to take a pair of shoes to wear in the car downstairs, she was suddenly grabbed by me.
Teacher... can you help me?
I stuttered and spoke a little embarrassedly.
What?
My mother was a little confused, but she was very vigilant. She shook her hands desperately and wanted to shake off the hand that I was holding her wrist. She didn't know whether my hand had ever held that ugly thing?
My threshold seems to be getting higher and higher recently, and it’s no longer enough to satisfy me with just using shoes!so……
So what?Mom frowned and her vigilance became higher. She vaguely felt that what I was going to say next was definitely not good things. Could it be that I would ask for more close-fitting things, right?
The fetish mother has a rough understanding and knows that this is a very distorted psychological phenomenon, her behavior is very bad, and going out to molest someone else's shoes also constitutes a minor crime. If I hadn't been her son, my mother would have called the police long ago.
In the information I consulted, my mother also learned that fetishism is diverse. Some people like women's shoes, some people like women's stockings, and some people like women's underwear...
Anyway, it’s very perverted. Anyway, anything is something that women cannot accept. That is, I rely on this blood relationship with my mother to be so presumptuous.
So can you help me?Uh... No need for anything else, just help me out with your hands!
I stammered again, and as I spoke, my head lowered my head, and I didn't dare to look at my mother.
Get out... Mom was so angry that she gave me a big word.
After saying that, I shook my hand and was about to leave, but I sat on the ground and hugged her beautiful legs directly.
Although this move is a bit risky, it is really easy to use. It not only can take advantage of it, but also can make the mother soft-hearted, which is a win-win situation.
Don't Ah... Teacher... I beg you, it's getting harder for me to ejaculate now. Yesterday, I peeled off my penis in order to get it out, and it hurts to death...
As I said, I buried my head between my mother's buttocks, rubbing greedily and smelling the faint fragrance coming from her body.
Oh...you let me go...
My mother was startled. My behavior was not just about taking advantage of it, but it was simply naked and obscene.
With my mother growing up, except for her father touching her buttocks, no other man may be lucky enough to touch her buttocks, let alone bury her head directly between her crotch. Although there is still a layer of clothes and underwear, the touch is already bi-phase transmission.
I only felt my mother's buttocks soften, and my cheeks rubbed back and forth against my mother's crotch, making me so excited that I couldn't extricate myself.
My mother blushed and struggled desperately, while tapping my head with her hands, trying to get rid of my obsceneness, but I hugged her very tightly, and her thighs were completely bound by me, leaving only her calves to move, but she couldn't walk at all, so she couldn't get rid of them at all.
After a while, my mother became anxious. After all, someone took advantage of the most private and sensitive place. If it were anyone, she would have to worry. She was not furious, but in fact she was already very restrained. If it were the case before, she would have taken the initiative to escape while I was in pain.
Teacher, if you promise me, I will let go...
Taking advantage of the time when I raised my head to breathe, I immediately buried my head between my mother's buttocks again. At this moment, it doesn't matter whether my mother can help. As long as she doesn't resist and let me hold me like this and take advantage of it for a while, I can also ejaculate myself.
But my mother's resistance was very fierce. Although she didn't have much strength in her hands, her head was hit and it hurt.
You let me go first... Mom jumped straight in anger, but she had no choice but to do anything to me. Even if my head hurts so hard, I don’t want to retreat. How can I take advantage of this opportunity?
Then the teacher must keep his word!
I hesitated for a moment, but let go of my hand.
As soon as the mother got out of trouble, she immediately ran away in a hurry. She didn't even take the elevator and quickly walked down the stairs.
well?
I was stunned. I didn't expect my mother to be so unreputable. I quickly got up and put on her pants and chased her. But in just a while, when I got downstairs, my mother had already gotten in the car.
Before I could wait for me to run to her car and question her, my mother ran away in a row.
I was so funny when I was watching from the side. My mother showed me a little, and I don’t know if it was a good or a bad thing?
But from now on, it should be considered a good thing. After all, I actually want my mother to help me masturbate. In reality, I really don’t even dare to think about it. Isn’t this life-threatening?
But I seem to be much braver than I am in reality, and I am more eager to gain a lot of greed.
I was very depressed that I was unable to trick my mother. After staying there for a while, I left helplessly.
Then the dream changed rapidly and quickly moved from the community to the school.
At school, I blocked my mother between a high wall and carefully identified it. It was the wall behind the toilet in the school teaching building. The style of several floors was the same. This should be behind the toilet on the third floor where my mother was.
I don’t know how I blocked my mother here, but the fact is that, my mother was blocked by my hands, and she couldn’t escape even if she wanted to. It was like a domineering president-style wall thrust, but the president used one hand and I used both hands.
Seeing that their faces were almost sticking together at close range, my mother turned her head away with a little shyness and disgust, not daring to look at me.
Teacher, you are so unkind. I trust you so much in the morning before letting go of you. You actually ran away?
Of course I have to run away if you make such an excessive request. It would be considered a bargain if you didn't hit you...
My mother rolled her eyes in anger, and she really wanted to start teaching me a lesson. If it weren't for being in school now...
I don’t care about this, you agreed in the morning, and now you have to fulfill your promise!I've been holding it in for a whole morning. Do you know how uncomfortable this is?
I took off my pants and underwear in front of my mother without saying a word, and directly exposed the thick cock that had already become hard in front of my mother.
Oh... don't... put on... this is the school...
Mom exclaimed and quickly covered her hot cheeks, blocking her vision to prevent her from seeing the dirty thing.
It's fine!I responded casually, then pressed my mother's shoulder and pressed her down to kneel down to the ground.
Don't...let me go...
My mother still wanted to struggle, but was stopped by me: Teacher, if you continue to be stalemate, you may be discovered!
Although this is the back wall of the toilet and no one usually comes, I dare not be absolutely sure, because occasionally there will be some young couples who will sneak up here to have a tryst. After all, this is one of the few places in the school that will not be disturbed. Even if they are knocked out by others, others will understand it and leave without forcibly disturbing others.
Obviously, my mother was even more afraid of being discovered between the two things that faced me and being discovered by others, so after hearing my words, she became honest.
Seeing that my mother stopped resisting, I immediately grabbed her hand and pulled it on her cock. When I touched the hot cock, my mother subconsciously wanted to retract, but I forced her to grab it, so she couldn't take it back. With my grasp, she had to follow my cock to encircle.
A simple white jade hand barely held the cock, which could just be wrapped around, and then the fingers could barely touch each other. This shows how thick the cock is?
My mother's pretty face turned red, and I grabbed a jade hand and began to stroke it gently. She felt the heat and hardness from the palm of her hand, which made her feel shy and had to close her eyes and dare not stare at her anymore.
It feels so comfortable, teacher, using a woman's hand to masturbate is different from yours!
I couldn't help but praise my mother's hands were very soft, and although she was weak in holding the cock, it gave people a very gentle feeling, and it did not make people feel as if they were not comfortable enough if they were not strong enough.
My mother's pretty face became more rosy with naked eyes, and she just bit her lip lightly, but she didn't respond.
Until I seemed not satisfied with this, I pulled my mother's other hand over and held the cock together, my mother opened her eyes slightly and looked at me!
The two jade hands held the penis in front and back at the same time, but they had not been able to fully hold the penis, which shows how long the penis is?
Teacher, you can move it yourself, just do it at this speed, it’s very comfortable!
As I said, I had already let go of my mother's hand and let her try to move by herself.
My mother gave me speechlessly, but she still suppressed her shyness and began to try to masturbate. Under my satisfied gaze, she gradually entered the state.
It seems that my mother has no experience in masturbating and her movements are very clumsy, but fortunately, masturbation does not require any special skills. It can make men more comfortable, but it doesn’t matter if it doesn’t. Just masturbating mechanically can still make people ejaculate.
And it seems that the matter of helping someone masturbate made my mother very shy, and her face turned extremely red. It was as if she was staying in the boiler room and was flushed red. Even a faint mist appeared between her eyes, and a trace of confusion appeared when she looked at her cock.
You hurry up...
After helping me with it for nearly ten or twenty minutes, my mother was a little anxious before I could ejaculate. Although she was shy, she had to remind her.
OK, I'll cum right away!You can speed up!
I responded quickly and began to try to make myself ejaculate as soon as possible so as not to make my mother anxious and not to continue to masturbate for me, which would be troublesome.
When my mother heard this, she quickly accelerated her masturbation speed. Sure enough, she immediately heard the sound of me taking a lot of gas. After knowing that this would make me feel more comfortable, she accelerated a few more points, striving to make me ejaculate in the shortest time.
After more than a minute, I couldn't stand it. After relaxing my semen, I ejaculated all the semen under my mother's rapid masturbation.
ah……
My mother was unable to defend herself and had no preparation at all. She was sprayed with semen on her face. Although she forced her penis to the side at the last moment, several spurs of semen were sprayed on her pretty face.
After the penis shot a stream of semen into the wall next to it, I immediately pulled the penis out of my mother's little hand, held it myself, and ejaculated the last few semen again on my mother's face.
My mother had to close her eyes to prevent her from being ejaculated into her eyes. Even her breathing stopped at this moment until I finished ejaculation.
The milky white liquid hung on my mother's pretty blushing face, which looked particularly lewd.
Paper... Get the paper...
After no longer feeling the feeling of semen covering her face, my mother opened her mouth slightly and whispered a few words, frowned tightly, and seemed to be very disgusted with the feeling at this moment.
No wonder, a strong smell of sea came to her face. Even if she closed her breath, after recovering, the smell would forcibly rush into her breath in a stronger posture, making her feel sick when she smelled it.
Moreover, although the large amount of semen is very sticky, many have begun to slowly slide down her cheeks. Even if she does any extra movements, it may cause the semen to flow to her mouth or drip onto her body, making her even more embarrassed.
So after barely speaking out a few words, my mother didn't dare to speak again or move around again.
Ah?oh……
I responded, then quickly cleaned myself up, ran out of the corridor and rushed into the toilet, searched for a few pits, and then found half of the roll of paper.
When I returned to the back of the toilet with a tissue, I saw my mother sitting on the base of the wall, closing her eyes and tilting her head slightly to prevent the milky white liquid from continuing to slide down. With some sunlight hitting her cheeks, this scene looks so beautiful.
If the semen on her face hadn't destroyed the beauty and made it look a little lewd...
The paper is coming, teacher!
Instead, I was not anxious and walked slowly to my mother, enjoying her quiet and beautiful face at the moment, and then I took a tissue and started to wipe it for my mother.
My mother pursed her lips tightly to prevent the semen from being pulled onto her red lips, then frowned slightly, and silently let me help her wipe the semen on her face. Until she felt my movements stop, she slowly opened her eyes and met my silly smiled face.
Then my mother quickly got up from the ground and kicked my little foot in anger. The pain made me jump up directly on the spot with my legs in my arms. She ran away quickly, as if she wanted to go to the bathroom to wash her face as soon as possible. After all, she was defiled by something as dirty as she thought.
I was stunned by the side. One day in the future, I actually ejaculated my mother in the face?And it was a blessing that I wasn't slaughtered by my mother.
I thought the spring dreams related to my sister I had before were already outrageous enough, but I didn’t expect that it was even more outrageous now. Not only did I masturbate with my mother’s shoes, but I could also let my mother help me with the plane and ejaculate her in the face?
I thought that after this time, my mother should be so angry that she would be so angry that she would not kill me, but she would have to teach me a lesson. But it was not until the next dream that I realized that I was wrong!
Maybe I don’t understand women’s inner thoughts at all, right?
In a new dream, when I saw my mother appear at the door, although I saw a hint of anger on her face, I didn’t feel furious.
After scolding me a few times, I had to promise to fly for me again, under my soft and hard grinding and squeezing my thighs again.
If you dare to touch my face again, let’s see how I deal with you...
When I pressed my shoulders and knelt on the ground again, my mother glared at me with a red face!
Hehe... Teacher, you looked so beautiful yesterday!I smiled and quickly praised my mother's appearance after being cummed yesterday. She was indeed very beautiful, much better than she usually looks.
Pooh……
My mother spat and didn't want to talk to me, so she didn't continue to argue. She just thought of the scene yesterday, but her face turned red.
Maybe she didn't know why she promised to help me masturbate?
Even now, she didn't know why she was convinced by me in a few words, and now she had to face that dark dirty thing!
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