Chapter 109

Since I had sex with my mother, love and sorrow have been wandering around me, and I have some regrets that I can’t explain clearly?

Guilt?

Fear?

After some other negative emotions, every time I saw my mother, I couldn’t control my feelings and lust. For the first time, I had such emotions in my hometown, and I once had such emotions. For my peers, I often have such a partner in my deskmate or the girl next door, but I am my mother who is hard to talk about.

On the second day, I also chose to restore the distance between mother and son as normal, and spent it with my grandparents and mothers talking and laughing. When my mother looked at me with a smile, she immediately added some tenderness and shyness. Instead, she did not dare to shout my name boldly or say a few more words. I also know that once something happens between people, it will not be hidden no matter how you decorate it.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the family started eating very early because I had to go to the bus after dinner. After all, I would have to make up for the class tomorrow. Now I am a quasi-year high school student, so I can't continue to be the same as before.

When the person who went upstairs to get his bag, my mother also came up together, walked over and hugged me and said, "Son, you are very well-behaved these two days, and my grandparents are very happy. I'll make delicious food for you when my mother comes home.

Well, I will study hard.

At the time when it was normal, I asked lustfully, Mom, can you let me see what underwear you are wearing?

Wearing another black.Unexpectedly, my mother lifted up the T-shirt with great pride, and exposed her ordinary black underwear directly in front of me. The two wrapped breasts also squeezed a deep cleavage under the action of the underwear. This scene made my face red.

The generous and unconventional mother lifted her sympathy under her neck. She just could have exposed her underwear and showed her underwear in front of her son openly. This made me feel a little embarrassed as a son, and I felt that my face was hot.

After staring at me for a while, my mother was still a woman after all, and she would feel embarrassed when she stared at me. She immediately put down her clothes and said, "When my mother comes back, Ha Xiaorui."

OK, mom, I'm back.I carried my schoolbag on my back and found that my cock was standing up. Now I looked very embarrassed when I stood up. The erect cock began to have a little chance of filling. As soon as I went out, anyone could tell what was going on in my crotch, so I had to sit down and carry my bag on my back and wait for the cock to fade away.

My mother also saw what was going on, but she smiled and seemed a little sad again. I understand that my mother might be in the same mood as me.

At this time, I hugged my mother like a normal child. I could feel my mother's heartbeat accelerated. I said softly behind my mother's ear, "No matter what, my son will love you, and I will love you forever."

Well, OK.Mom goes down first.

After letting go of her body and accompanying her mother's body to leave, her dick quickly decreased. When she got downstairs, grandparents were caring for me as she told me, so naturally they couldn't live without learning. I know that grandparents also love me the same as mother, but I don't know if mother's love contains feelings other than son.

I got into the car soon and reported my mother to her safety when I got home. At the same time, my mother also took a photo of herself walking with her grandparents on her phone.

At night, my mother cared about me like a mother and started the next day's study.

Studying is always like this, replicating the same life as it is.

At night, I would also start the video with my mother, but I still resisted making some strange requests to my mother. On the one hand, I was afraid that I would not have enough sleep the next day after masturbation, and on the other hand, I also wanted to respect my mother. After all, I didn’t want my mother to think that her son loved her, so she always looked at her underwear.

Finally Wednesday, I went home in the afternoon and looked at a pair of shoes on the shoe rack. It was a pair of black high heels, the kind that was 7CM tall. These high heels were the one that my mother liked to wear the most. Since they were all arranged on the shoe rack, I understood that it was my mother who was back.

Sure enough, I walked into my house even more, changed my shoes and walked to the kitchen and heard the sound of the range hood. Sure enough, I was wearing a tight black denim, with my mother's butt so erected pants, a pure white T-shirt with her top, and a mother tied an apron in front of me to cook for me.

I don't know if I was too quiet or the range hood was too loud, so I quietly hugged my mother from behind, hugged her slender waist with both hands, and just lifted her breasts a little under her two tits. Mom, what are you doing

At this time, my mother's body trembled and she quickly said, "Oh, there was no sound, and she was quietly scaring me from behind."

Making roast beef for me Mom. At this time, my mother was squeezing the roast beef of potatoes pressed into the pot, and touching my arm with her left hand and patting her. Go out, it's very hot here.

Oh my god, if it’s hot, take off your pants and clothes.I stopped and saw that my mother was still working on the stuff in the pot, so I continued to say, "Come on, my son will help you take it off."

Take off your fart.

Before my mother could say anything, I put my hand in front of the buttons of my mother's pants, opened my mother's denim buttons, gently pulled open the crotch in front of me, and put the hand on both sides of the pants to take off, but my mother did not resist at all.

When I pulled it down, I realized that these were tight pants. If my mother hadn't cooperated to put her legs together, she could take them off. Moreover, it would be even more impossible for my mother's legs to deliberately stand one by one and one behind.

My mother knew that I couldn't take it off, so she let me do it like this.