Chapter 45

I was looking forward to my mother's answer. Although my mother has taken a big step, it is still unknown whether she is willing to do so next time.

What were you talking about?Just draw, just draw, say, take off your clothes, I see that you seem to be very enthusiastic, let’s talk about it next time, next time.

My mother sorted out her clothes, and after that, she walked back to the room.

Then I went to take a shower.

In the bathhouse, I thought about my mother wearing bright red underwear and fair skin before, and her shy cheeks, which looked very attractive. My mother's charming cleavage and slender legs were also imprinted in her mind. As she thought about it, her dick rose up again.

Naturally, I started to hold my right hand and stroked it up and down on the crowbar. Every time I stroked it a few times, I rubbed my hands directly on it. My mother's hard, sexy and generous posture was constantly repeated in my mind. Her almost perfect figure and straight breasts made me feel very stimulating. I ejaculated soon. After I finished washing, my mother was already lying on the bed.

I walked to my mother's room and watched her playing with her cell phone on the bed, and actually took selfies there.

My mothers nowadays look really different. They have a bit more feminine charm and a mother's sexy. Such a mother makes me look obsessed with it.

Xiaorui, what are you standing there?What are you watching while standing stupidly?My mother's scolding made me come back to my senses immediately.

Mom, you are so beautiful. I admire my mother as a woman, and I couldn't help but say this.

Go and go, just because I paint for you, I will please me?

How is it possible? My mother is already very beautiful. As I said that, I walked to my mother, put my arms on her hands, and let her close to my predecessor.

You can talk less nonsense, and you are not as practical as you can do this. OK, go to bed.

After saying that, my mother turned off the light.

The room immediately became dark, and my eyes were still like my mother wearing underwear. I knew that I could no longer view my mother from the perspective of a normal son. My mother's figure and smile were things I like to protect when I use it. My mother would only be mine. I long to see more. I don't know what my mother's pubic hair looks like and what color my mother's nipples are.

After saying that, I hugged my mother who was sleeping with her back to me.

What are you doing?It's very hot. I don't know what my mother's expression is. I may hear that I'm at a loss when I'm suddenly attacked.

Thank you mom.I said with my head on my mother's back.

Just study hard and draw hard. After that, my mother took my hand away from his waist. Let's go to bed, Xiao Rui

The day after tomorrow, that is, Sunday night, my mother and I finished our meal and took a shower.

I was watching the latest TV series right in front of the TV.

My mother walked out of the room and was wearing a blue short-sleeved pajamas. What was cute was that the cartoon font LOVE was also written on it.

My mother's face became a little reflective. It seemed that she had just applied the skin care products she bought in the room. My mother's usual consumption was not very strong, and the things she bought when she went out were usually priced at the average price, but she was always willing to spend money to see the skin care products. This is thanks to the fact that my father took her mother to attend a banquet last time and went to experience the charm of skin care. Now my mother has developed these habits and not only understands the benefits, but also becomes addicted.

For me, in this way, my mother can relieve the hardship of time and try to use these things to stop her age.

Have you read a book today?Where are the paintings?Just watch TV?Mom is still a mother, and she has that strict and serious face.

Then I thought of another good idea.

Mom, I have read the book, but I haven't painted it yet

Then you haven't practiced yet?Do you have to call me before drawing?My mother's face seemed a sign of anger.

Not Ah's mother, aren't you waiting for you to come back?

wait for me?Oh, I have to draw it on you, right?

Mom, how can I practice if you are not here?Come on, mom

It turns out that if I don’t use it as a model for you, you won’t draw it?You can't draw what you've painted before?

Previous?Mom, didn't I delete it in front of you?

Unexpectedly, my mother was spoken out by what I said.Then how do you want to draw

Just like before..My heartbeat started to accelerate again unconsciously.

OK. After saying that, my mother stood in the middle of the living room, with her hands on her hips and doing the previously drawn pose.

Mom, you take off your clothes Ah Before I said, of course I was like the day before yesterday, and I drew it for me in my underwear. I don’t know if I really don’t understand.

Do you want to take off your clothes again?Can it be done without taking it off?Can't you draw it if you don't take it off? My mother's expression became awkward again.

Mom, this human body exercise must require human body Ah. Didn’t you take it off last time?Mom, why are you embarrassed?I boldly began to provoke my mother's defense.

I drew it for you last time, but I always feel uncomfortable with my mother in front of my son like this.

Mom, this is just painting. Didn’t I see it last time? There was a painter who used to let his daughter be a model and create at home every day. Later, the painter was a work released.

OK OK OK I will draw it for you and use less to make me up.

Mom, what I said is true Ah The story is indeed true, but I have forgotten what the painter’s name is. I only remember that her daughter is very naked.

OK, OK As she said that, my mother bent down, took off her pants, and then took off her blue short-sleeved top in one breath, and gently placed the clothes on the convenience chair with one hand.

As I was talking, my mother was wearing underwear and underwear and was once again showing her frontal face in front of me. Today I was wearing black cotton underwear without style, but it looked a little bit gathered with my mother's breasts. The suspenders on it were made of two thin straps, which seemed very invisible on my mother's body. But it was this kind of bra that was gathered with style. In contrast to my mother's fair skin and black fabric, the gathered breasts looked very dazzling and upright. The cleavage that gathered in the middle was once again observed by me. It was so charming. The groove in the middle outlined my mother's breasts more mysterious and tempting. I really wanted to take off my underwear and the beautiful scenery in the picture.

My mother's lower body was not wearing black underwear, but light blue cotton underwear, which was not sexy at all. However, on my mother's slender thighs, the charming combination with my mother's lower body looked so beautiful. An ordinary underwear looked so charming on my mother, which was entirely due to the figure of the woman in front of me, and this woman was my mother.

Mom, just pose for whatever you want, wait?

I suddenly realized that this underwear wasn't the first time I gave me. I didn't expect that my mother was wearing this today. No wonder the underwear was not complete. I almost couldn't recognize it myself for too long, but I still wanted to make sure and asked about my mother again.

Mom, is your underwear the one I gave you before?

Well, my mother felt a little embarrassed when I looked at her.

Mom, how do you wear it comfortably?

Can you stop talking nonsense? I'm still a little cold. Draw it quickly. It's comfortable, comfortable. You can buy it for me again, but you have to use your own pocket money. Can you stop talking nonsense?

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional. I know my mother is talking about what she is here to play, but I take it seriously. Now I have to choose one for my mother to wear.

After my mother finished speaking, I asked her to pose casually. My mother's convex and convex figure was so charming from any angle she looked at, just like a model.

But this time I want to observe my mother's cleavage closer.

Mom, you go and sit, yes, you put your hands in front of your chest and do the squeezing action.

As he said that, the mother sat down, wearing underwear in front of her son, and touched her chest with both hands. She held her breasts on one hand and gently squeezed them upwards. The entire cleavage seemed more obvious and more tangible.

Seeing my mother doing something, I took out my phone and took a photo of my mother's chest.

What are you taking pictures? My mother suddenly let go of her hand and naturally hit the navel.

Mom, I want to draw my chest Ah, I will take a photo of you continuing the position Ah just now.

Why are you doing such a close shot? What are you doing in painting?

Mom, the portrayal of details is also very important!After saying that, my mother turned her head and looked in other directions, putting her hands back to her position just now, allowing me to take pictures.

My mother's cleavage is stored here in my cell phone and brain.

After a few strokes, my mother put down her cell phone and stood up.

OK OK OK, don’t let me do this in the future.