Chapter 73

It was just a thin pajama, and my face and my mother's breasts were rubbed against them through such fabric, which was completely different from the touch of wearing underwear. Then I put my hand on my mother's back, hoping to further touch her body.

Actually, my mother knew everything, so she naturally understood that I wanted to take advantage of him. She just pushed me away gently. Seeing that I had no intention of letting go, she continued to push away, leaned her body sideways, trying not to let my chest touch my face, but I just wanted to let go of it. Using my head to touch my mother's breasts is happier and happier than the touch on my hands, as if I was really as warm as I was when I was a child.

I swung my mother's body with my hands, hoping that her breasts would continue to face my face so that I could touch them again. When I turned my body hard, I felt that my mother's nipples became a little hard. At this time, my mother quickly pushed me away. Son, I am your mother.

I know Ah, you are my mother, I just want to act coquettishly. I am like a child who wants to eat breasts and long for my mother's nipples.

How old are you?There seemed to be some tacit things between my mother and me, but I still wanted to hold on tightly, so I immediately pushed me away and changed the topic.

Have you not painted these days?

Well, mom, aren’t you hurt anymore? How do you draw it?I also answered with some hippie look. Drawing is with your hands. You are injured below. What's the matter with drawing?

I'm almost done, so how about I draw now?

At this time, I planned to stand up and take the drawing board, but my mother saw my erect cock, and said, "Mom, can I wait..."

No, I have something to do if I draw it myself. Before I could finish it, my mother immediately rejected me, which made me know more clearly that my mother knew what I was thinking.

At this time, I was very unhappy and took out the drawing board and painted it very sloppy in front of her. This seemed to express my dissatisfaction to her. My mother should also understand it, so she said, "Draw it slowly by yourself, I'll change my clothes."

Watching my mother enter the room. After the door was closed, I put down the brush in my hand like a vulgar man, walked gently to the door of the room, and then gently pushed the door down. I found that it was closed. Then I carefully took the petals and started to hold it in, and found that even the small lock was installed, which obviously didn't let me in.

What are you here?past!!

At this time, my mother's voice came from the other side of the door. I didn't know if she was changing clothes, but I knew very clearly that she was right across the door, as if she saw my thoughts and was waiting for me.

Seeing that I couldn't get it well, I had to go back to the sofa and draw it on the paper.

After a while, my mother wore a white T-shirt with a round neckline and a pair of black jeans.

She told me to go to the store and let me remember to apply medicine myself.

At almost eleven o'clock, my mother came back. When she entered the door, I happened to be playing a game console in the living room. My mother's first reaction was to bend down and take off her shoes. I also saw the underwear and cleavage inside.

It was white underwear, the one I gave to my mother last time. That was the first time I saw a woman's body, round breasts, and inverted triangular pubic hair. Unfortunately, I didn't look at it for too long that day. This woman is my favorite mother. When I think back on all this, I miss my mother's pubic hair again.

Maybe I accidentally saw my mother's Maomao when I was a child. Although I didn't know what it was from a woman at that time, my memory has always been in my heart. Maybe it was this memory that made me obsessed with my mother's Maomao.

As soon as I got home, my mother went into the kitchen. It would be a happy thing to see such a woman who could be her own wife one day. However, I also know some impossible things, but as a son, there is no problem with her mother's health.

While eating, I was still trying to tell my mother about painting.

Mom, look, I'm almost done

It's better, remember to apply medicine and consolidate it more. You, a boy, are not afraid of leaving any problems.

That mom, can you be a model for me in the afternoon? Although this is not the first time, I still get nervous when I say such words.

Yes, but just draw it like that.

Then isn’t it okay to wear underwear? Haven’t you painted it many times before?I was a little assured as I said that.

That's OK, I'll change my fitness underwear.For fitness underwear, you can only see the outline of your belly button and chest, and there is nothing else.

I didn't say anything, but I was a little disappointed and helpless. Just when I was in a bit of annoyance, my mother could see it naturally.

Do you want me to wear the underwear you gave me to draw for you?Xiaorui, how old are you? I am also your mother. Do you still want me to tell me if you are so old?

I still didn't answer, just thinking about what else can I do, but unfortunately I don't have it now.

After dinner, I turned on the air conditioner in the living room and turned on the TV to watch TV. After my mother washed the dishes, she sat in front of the sofa with a small stool and peeled peanuts from her hands.

This is brought back by your aunt from the countryside. I will stay in old duck soup for you to eat at night.

As my mother said, I moved my body to the back of her and put my hand on her shoulder and squeezed it up.Mom, you take care of me these days and I will give you a massage.

My mother didn't answer, but instead cooperated with me very much and gradually put down the peanuts.

It seemed that my mother felt comfortable, and I gradually became malicious and put my hand slightly from the front of the collar of the clothes and touched her cleavage.

At this time, my mother just said something, "Oh?"

I understood that this was to tell me to take it away, and I also obediently took it away.

Mom, the art exam will start next semester. I heard that training will start from the second half of the semester. By then, food and accommodation will be the teacher’s training location every day. Are you willing to let me go?

I'm willing to give it up!Go.

Really mom?I know my mom is talking sarcastic.

I know you still ask, I have never left me since I was a child, and I am really not used to it after half a semester.

Hehe I know.Then I won't go.The same is true when I practice at home every day. While saying that, I also hugged my mother and walked through his abdomen with one hand, and put one hand through his neck and on my shoulders.

Just say, have you practiced these days? Your future is very important. Studying art well is also a craft. Look at the son of that (who) who draws Feitian at home every day, and now he draws a picture of several thousand yuan for others.

Well, I know if my mother can be a model for me later

In this way, I can't wear underwear and underwear again.

Mom, okay? I'm your son, I don't have any Ah anyway?

My mother stopped for a while, stood up, and then said to me, "Hurry up, you can't pat your face."

Huh?Mom has never said such a thing, what's going on.I was puzzled from the bottom of my heart.

Then my mother walked to the balcony of the living room and carefully pulled the curtains.

I stood in the middle of the living room, pulled my T-shirt up with both hands, and immediately my white underwear and sexy cleavage were exposed in front of me.

But before the clothes completely left my mother's body, my mother put the clothes down again.Instead, he told me that you should lock the door and what if your dad comes back.

I immediately took out the key and locked all the places I could.

Locked Mom. Just after saying that, Mom took up her clothes and took them off.

At this time, my mother was wearing a denim and wearing a white high-profile underwear at work. To be honest, I think the fit of this underwear is very suitable for my mother's breasts, just like tailor-made ones.