Chapter 72

The next day, it was probably gray and dawn. I thought it was less than seven o'clock at this time. I was not awakened, but I found that my right hand was a little sore and unconscious. At this time, I opened my eyes and found that it was my mother who was too close to me. Her head was leaning gently on my shoulders at some point, lying on my right side like a bird lying on my right.

As soon as I got up, I found that my cock had already become erect. Then I felt a little urinating. I just remembered it and pulled away from my mother's snuggle. It felt a little hot. It turned out that the air conditioner had already turned off itself.

I gently lifted the quilt and pulled my arm away from my mother. Only then did I realize that my mother was wearing a medium-short pajamas with a flower pattern combining fans and white, and the edges around it were black embroidered edges.

After careful observation, there should be two sides of the waist, which looks like a kimono in the second dimension.

After this observation, I realized that when I just pulled my mother away from her leaning, I also pulled the clothes on my chest. My mother, who was already lying on her side with her arms in front of her head, had her breasts exposed, and her cleavage became deeper and more attractive under the squeezing of her mother.

The feeling of urination that I had just had, under the temptation of this scene, became even more erect and even more impossible to pull it out.

But when I looked at the scenery like this, I couldn't help but gently touch my mother's northern hemisphere with the index finger on my left. I was hesitant about the slackness of my breasts and the touch of last night. I knew very well that my mother now was not wearing underwear.

Although I had a lot of ideas at this time, I had to leave the room and go to the bathroom to start urinating my gun.

My dick didn't reply, but the gun pressing made me soft and I spilled it out smoothly.

I looked at my phone and found it was only half six o'clock, but with my phone and looking at the charming and delicious mother in front of me, I planned to turn on the camera and give my mother some close-ups. This kind of scene is not common in normal times.

I took it in my hand and took a slap, but I was still very careful, and I was afraid that my mother would wake up.

But unexpectedly, my mother moved for a moment and changed her movements. The hand that was originally placed in front had spread on both sides, so my mother changed from lying on her side to lying flat, and the whole posture was a little closer to a big word.

At this time, a larger hole had been spread on the collar on my mother's chest, and I could clearly see the areola slightly exposed on her left breast.

This forced me to observe my mother's nipples more carefully.

My mother's nipples were pressed under the kimono. Although it was not the first time I saw my mother's breasts, in the daytime sunlight, my mother's skin looked whiter and more rosy.

I didn't dare to move too much, but I just had a thought. My mother didn't wear underwear, would she not wear underwear?

So, I gently turned my vision to the place where my mother's underwear, but the kimono was very loose and there was no obstacle. I lifted the bottom of my mother's skirt, but disappointed that my mother wore an ordinary underwear.

I gave up exploring the following and instead tried to touch my mother's breasts. At this time, I lay down and leaned against my mother's side. But just when I touched my mother's breasts, my mother immediately raised her hands. I subconsciously wanted to pretend to be asleep, so I closed my eyes, and my hands shrank back smoothly, and just put them on my mother's waist.

Only then did I hear my mother talking vaguely and sleeping.

Only then did I realize that my mother was half-wakeful, at least she was awake or half-awake.

I was about to go to bed, but my mother put her hand on my neck, and my head was just facing my mother's breasts by chance.

I gently moved my head and looked up at my mother's face with my eyes, and even when I saw that she was still closed.

I leaned my head more boldly on my mother's chest, and sniffed my mother's milk with my nose. Gradually, I got up and moved closer to my mother's breasts with my nose. My mother's breasts exposed in the northern hemisphere were touched by my cheeks. My movements changed from slightly to slightly larger, and closer to the breasts in front of me.

It seems like I have returned to my childhood when I had no memory, so familiar and so warm.

After waiting for my face to rub against my mother's breasts, I could already feel my mother's nipples. Yes, my mother's nipples actually became a little hard.

I leaned closer to my mother's nipples even more tentatively, and slowly turned my head from my cheeks. Not long after, the position of my nipples made me immediately approach my mouth. I wanted to eat, but I didn't dare. I just rubbed my lips and kept thinking about my mother. But there was still a problem subconsciously, and I actually called out Mom.

At this time, my mother opened her eyes and saw me leaning so close, but she said, "Are you growing up like a child?"

Can't grow up Mom.I looked at her happily.

Not only was my mother not angry, she looked at me happily and said that she would grow up even if she couldn't grow up, so she got up and cooked noodles for me.

Only then did my mother stand up immediately and signal me to go out.

I originally thought my mother was going to change her clothes, so I started boiling water for her mother.

After a while, I saw my mother coming out of the toilet and still wearing that dress.Only then did I confirm that this was a kimono pajama that could just cover half of its thighs.

And even so, my mother did not wear underwear, but saw the two raised dots on her chest.

After cooking the noodles, I couldn't help asking my mother curiously. Mom, have you never seen Ah in this dress?Just bought it?

Well, I just bought it, it looks pretty good.

Well, it looks good, why did you wear Ah yesterday, and you don't wear underwear either

I didn’t wear it if I wanted to wear it last night, but you still care about it?I don’t know if my mother is talking about pajamas or kimonos.

After eating, I didn't expect that it was only seven o'clock.Today is really a very early age.

Just as my mother was going back to her room to change her clothes, I immediately thought of a way and stopped her. I pulled her to the sofa in the living room and sat.

I stood in front of my mother, and when I looked down, I could see my mother's loose collar. The cleavage squeezed from the breasts inside became so tempting, but I didn't dare to stay on it too much. I knew very well that my mother knew that it was actually known all this, including when I asked her to take off her naked and draw pictures, but she was just greedy for her body. It was just that my mother was there. She was so abusive to me when she pressed her painting. Sometimes I really felt very happy to have such a mother.

Mom, do I have a lot of earwax in my ears? Please help me see.

As soon as I finished speaking, I slept on the sofa without waiting for my mother to agree, and took the initiative to put my head on my mother's thigh. I knew very well that she could not object. She just smiled and said, "Can you not be able to take it yourself?" I insist on me. I think you are just acting cute."

Oh, mom, let’s take a look for me.After saying that, I took the initiative to lean my face into my mother's arms.

This made me feel very stimulating, and my cock below began to stand up again.

Because I was not wearing underwear, my head directly touched my mother's soft breasts, and the warm feeling made me very happy.

The breathing sounds became heavier and heavier, but my mother carefully raised her ears to me.

Look at you, there are so many earwaxes, no wonder you don’t listen to me normally.

As my mother spoke, my face was tightly leaning against my mother's belly. As soon as she spoke, it kept going up and down. Instead, I put my hand on my mother's back and hugged her tighter.

At this time, my mother smiled and said, "Why do you hold me? Let go."

When my mother pushed me, I immediately changed from lying on my side to lying flat. My mother's breasts were in my vision, but without the help of her underwear, she was naturally not as tall as before. But her breasts sag slightly closer to my eyes, and her nipples were closer to my vision.

Mom, you don’t wear underwear, you’re all raised. I’m asking for it with great dying.

My mother immediately tilted my head outward.Then you still see, let me go.

I slept next to my shoulder last night. I just touched it, and I saw what it is

At this time, my mother slapped me, then you have the nerve to say

My mother's slap really hurts, oh

Mom also felt that her subordinates were heavy. I just wanted to hit you, no big or small. Oh, is it still painful?

It hurts Ah mom.

That's what you deserve.

It hurts so much Ah's face, mom, I want to hug you, and I stood up again as I said that, without waiting for her to say more.

I put my head directly on my mother's chest and asked my mother's breasts to be placed on my left cheek as ice compress.