My mother looks a bit like the star Teresa Teng.
Her beauty is not the so-called golden ratio of the universal aesthetic of this era, such as oval face, melon-shaped face, wasp waist, peach buttocks. Her beauty falls into the whole, not only just on vision, but in the overall sense, a pure natural, healthy, full and suitable beauty, quiet and harmonious beauty.
It is: when you look at it, it is beautiful; when you look at it again, it is really beautiful; when you look at it carefully, it is beautiful no matter how you look at it; when you look at it for a long time, how can you be so beautiful so naturally and comfortable!
This kind of beauty is not due to stunning, but it is everlasting.
Such a face, coupled with a plump body that looks slightly fleshy.
Elegant and generous.
It's a pity that this world...
Beauty is guilty.
******
After my mother taught me a physiology class, I didn't see her much for several days.
The reason is that on the one hand, I am busy training Zhuang Jing, and on the other hand, my mother should be deliberately avoiding me.
But the family always has to meet.
But, I saw it, but I just saw it, I haven't gotten along with it much, and I can't say a few words.
Am I going to lose my mother?
No……
And the Mediterranean!
I comfort myself so much.
Then, I sadly discovered: does my relationship with my mother actually need to be maintained by the Mediterranean??
Maintain an incest relationship?
******
Friday.
After the first class in the morning, I opened the rooftop door with the key I wanted to get.
There is a wonderful location on the edge of the rooftop, where you can see inside the women's toilet from the ventilation window of the lower floor.
The latest generation of HW phone I bought has a high-power telescope function and intelligent anti-shake. Although I can't see the fluff on my face as exaggerated, it can already be used as a high-definition peeping tool.
Actually, I can only see loneliness.
Because women's toilets are different from men's toilets, they don't have pissing pockets, and the girls are hiding in the compartment. The only point of masturbation is to see some carefree female classmates tidy up their clothes after coming out of the toilet, that's all.
But now there are a few women who can fuck me casually, and my mood is already different from the past. I felt so excited after watching it a few times.
At this time, I took out my cell phone and sent a message to my mother:
What are you doing?
An extremely ordinary greeting of concern.
My mother's reply was:
I was fucked by Manager Zhang.
Um?
I was stunned for a moment. When everything was replaced on WeChat, it was the interface to chat with my mother. When I saw this reply, I realized that I was using the Mediterranean account.
The Mediterranean message ringtone is special, and my mother will reply immediately when she hears it.
Even if she is fucked by someone else...
Those who can fuck their mother naturally know the Mediterranean, so they will not stop their mother from replying to this message.
This reply caught me off guard.
Inexplicably, the heart was punched.
I never noticed that if she was lucky enough to be in the Mediterranean, wouldn’t she have to be missed?
I feel uncomfortable.
After sleeping with my mother, I subconsciously regarded my mother as my own woman.
But I have to accept it.
I quickly felt relieved:
It's useless for me to feel uncomfortable.
Even if Zhang Yi or Zhuang Jing wants to fuck them or give them to others, what can I do?
Thinking of this made me smile bitterly.
That pain bit my heart, so I sent another message:
I want to watch the live broadcast.
A few seconds later, the video call.
I chose one-way connection and connected.
It was working hours at this time, and the scene was the office of the department where my mother was.
I don’t know who was holding my mother’s cell phone because she was bent down, and the two hanging plump breasts that were pulled into the shape of an oval papaya by gravity were swaying back and forth. She supported her hands on the short glass coffee table in the office rest area. She was the fat man in her department, who was holding her plump waist, was hitting her fat buttocks with a sound, and was fucked by the backward position.
All this happened in full view of the public.
the bus?
This word flashed through my mind and my heart was punched again.
In the office, most women were looking at their computer screen indifferently, while the man, I could see a tall and slim man with a vulgar appearance, actually recording a video with his mobile phone, and he also came to his mother to take pictures of his mother's expression and the close-up of his fucked breasts.
He even reached out to pinch his mother's breasts.
My mother stopped her for a moment, but she was ineffective and let the vulgar man continue to pinch her breasts!
And this lustful scene has obviously been staged for a certain period of time.
My mother's body was sweating profusely, and there was a light and sick red tide under her fair skin, and her mouth was filled with a scream of Ah...Ah...Ah.... The screams were wild and intense. Obviously, when I sent her a message, she was already in a state of being fucked to climax, and was now sprinting towards the peak.
So she was powerless to stop the obscene man from molesting her.
At this time...
Do you want it?
The fat man who fucked his mother's pussy hard showed an evil smile, and actually stopped the horse and braked suddenly.
Ah
My mother let out a uncomfortable whine.
Yes, give it to me..., Ah...
The answer is crisp and neat.No shame.
Such a mother makes me feel strange.
Her condition looked a little abnormal, and I saw saliva dripping from my chin, pulling into silver threads.
The mouth that called Chun never seemed to be closed.
But the fat man still didn't move. He touched his mother's smooth back leisurely with an evil smile.The vulgar man was teasing his mother's nipples.
I've seen this method used in the Mediterranean too many times, and I have used it myself:
The fat man was torturing her with his mother's sexual hunger, thus threatening to achieve some purpose.
The mother obviously knew what the fat man wanted, so she began to shake her butt actively, allowing the fat man's cock to passively enter and exit her pussy, and shouted:
Give me...Ah...Fuck me...Cum into Shuyuan's pussy...
Fucked into Shuyuan's uterus...
Ah... fuck Shuyuan and get pregnant...
My mother's voice was as sexy as if there was a splash of fluid in her mouth.
I was extremely angry at seeing it.
I will never let my mother do this. Slutty wastes her mother's temperament and makes her look like a prostitute.
How much satisfaction can you feel when you are hiring a prostitute?
But the fat man was very relieved, with a vicious expression on his face. He said, "Fuck you to death, and his waist thrusts again. With his mother's initiative to cater to him, he hit his mother's pussy heavily. After a while, as his mother's screams, his abdomen was close to his mother's buttocks and erupted violently in his mother's vagina.
It was not until ten seconds later that the fat man let go, and his mother collapsed directly, and the wet cock slid out of his mother's pussy, swaying liquid.
Without a condom, the fat man cumsed his mother inside.
The fat man gasped, with a satisfied smile on his face, and then shouted:
Zhang Lili, come here.
A fashionable woman in the office got up and walked over.
Lick it clean.
Manager Zhang pointed to his cock.
Zhang Lili obediently knelt in front of Manager Zhang, but complained in front of her cock:
Manager, why do you fuck Shuyuan’s slut, please clean it up...
What nonsense?
The fat man's satisfied face showed anger. He pushed Zhang Lili away, slapped her hand and slapped her in the face. Slap, Zhang Lili's delicate face immediately had a red mark. Then he grabbed Zhang Lili's hair, a bitch, and then BB sent you to sweep the toilet and pressed her head back under her crotch.
The camera is re-pointed at the mother.
After being ejaculated, the naked mother lay on the glass coffee table, looking a little tired. She didn't know what she had done before being fucked by Manager Zhang, but what was certain was that she must have had oral sex, because I saw that there was not only saliva, but also semen stuck to her mouth.
The vulgar man who was just holding a video of his mobile phone was actually replaying the video of his mother being fucked for her to show.
Look at your itchyness in fucking, what are you usually serious?Um?
Get out of here...
The mother said in a disgusting tone, then slapped the phone off.
What to install?I just finished eating my dick last week...
The vulgar man scolded and quickly went to pick up his cell phone.
My mother has eaten her dick for this kind of junk person?
I also noticed that my mother did not let the wretched man delete the video.
Then the fat man's smirk came from his phone:
Fuck you, Yang Dong, you only met the standards after you had good luck last month.
Also said:
Let's do this. If you can sign 7 orders this month, let's just eat your dick, let her take the initiative to spread her legs and fuck you for you.OK?Shuyuan.
At this time, my mother had already gotten up. She took out a box of tissues under the coffee table, took out five or six pieces of paper to wipe the lower body that was dripping semen, and responded expressionlessly:
Um.
Did my mother actually agree?
But it's even more over the back.
Shuyuan, go over and tell him.
My mother's face was extremely hard to see, and it was ashen, but she still walked to the vulgar man, bit her lower lip, and said in humiliation:
As long as you can sign seven orders, I will spread my legs and let you fuck.
Manager Zhang still didn't let his mother go and said:
Let’s encourage you first and let Yang Dong inspect the goods in advance.
My mother's body shook for a moment, raised her legs stiffly, stood in front of the vulgar man, and spread her legs apart.
The vulgar man showed a more obscene expression, put his right ring finger and middle finger together, and inserted it into his mother's wet pussy.
Um
My mother snorted, and she was extremely ashamed.
The vulgar man pointed at his mother and said to Manager Zhang:
7 orders..., manager, this is also... too difficult. Can 5 orders be?
5 orders?5. Wang Shulei can fuck you.Don’t be ungrateful. 7 orders are already taking care of you. Shuyuan is the flower of the department. If anyone else wants to fuck her, she will have to have at least 10 orders.
The mother, who was regarded as a trading commodity, took a step back and let Yang Dong's fingers slide out of her pussy hole. Then, she wore underwear and bras expressionlessly, but she didn't know where the clothes were going. She just wore underwear and reached out toward the camera.
Go back to me.
The photographer returned the phone to his mother.
At this time, he spoke and was also a man.
He laughed twice:
Yang Dong, you are afraid of being a dick, just respond.Who can tell the luck correctly?Brother is an example. Hey, the time is here, and it happened to be 10 orders last month, the first in the department.Don’t look at Shuyuan’s cold face all day long, and the feeling of being on the bed, tsk...
He reached out to touch his mother's face, and was slapped away by his mother. He didn't care and continued:
And the rewards are superimposed, buy Shuyuan and give Shulei and Manni.Wang Shulei is still rewarded for the whole month, right?
The camera moved downward, and a slightly fat girl with naked body and glasses actually squatted in the photographer's crotch to help the photographer have a blowjob. At this moment, she spitted out her cock and responded with a wooden face.
Um.
******
I haven't seen the video of my mother being fucked by other men from the Mediterranean.
I have long regarded my mother as a so-called high-level prostitute.
It was just that I saw her being treated like this as an office bus so bluntly. I felt relieved just now, and I felt uncomfortable again.
I left the rooftop in a complicated mood, and I was too lazy to attend the second class, so I went back to the boys' dormitory.
******
Your mother is in trouble, and not all women are like this, so this is not the case in our department.
Didn’t I say that the more beautiful the worse the more it is. If a beautiful chaste woman meets Mr. Xu, hey, it would be a tragic man and would be bad for eight lifetimes.
Do you know Fan Bingbing?Yes, it’s the one who plays Wu Zetian with big breasts and big ass. Hey, it’s so domineering on TV. Watch gossip news, and it’s also the one who walks with the wind.I haven't heard from her for a long time, right?I used to endorse a product for our company, but I was attracted by Mr. Xu. I used to tricks, rape, imprisonment, and training. Last week, I saw her in Mr. Xu's office. She was naked, with chains on her neck, and lay like a dog under Mr. Xu's feet. Her belly was round and was about to be produced.
Why are female celebrities so diligent these days?They are all livestock, and when they are fat, they are dragged out to slaughter.
So Ah, just look open.
Or you can see how you try hard and get your mother back from Mr. Xu.
After hanging up the phone, I let out a sigh of relief, trying to get out a little of the depression in my heart.
In fact, I understand what Zhang Yi can do to help me, but I am not as easy as her to be open-minded.
Lying on the bed, I was bored and turned on the surveillance camera.
On the screen, in the narrow house of 703, Zhuang Jing sat naked on the sofa in the hall.
There were clothes in the closet, but they were all prostitute clothes and slut clothes that I specially placed inside.
I think she would rather be naked because of this.
She was in a daze, motionless. If it weren't for the time left behind the surveillance, I would have thought the surveillance would have been broken.
This is a prison cell.
She couldn't get out by herself.
And I confiscated her cell phone.
There are no computers, no TVs, and no books in the house.
I forcibly imprisoned her in this house without any spiritual food.
I watched the video back and was used to getting up at 6 o'clock every day. She woke up and fell asleep today, and woke up until after 9 o'clock.
I got up and did nothing and did some exercise.
After exhausted, the exercise could not continue.
Then I walked back and forth around the house, but I couldn't walk for long, and then collapsed on the sofa, couldn't sit for long, and went back to bed, couldn't sleep, so I got back and forth.
Then he started screaming like crazy.
After screaming for a while, I didn't say anything.
Then back to the sofa, it was the scene I saw now.
I smiled, and it seemed that Zhuang Jing was almost tortured.
Go and pick her up tonight and let her return to her home in Bihaiwan.
Be kind and do both.
******
As soon as I turned off the surveillance camera, just as I was about to watch a movie to pass the time, there was a knock on the door.
It's not locked.
I shouted casually, thinking it was the dormitory manager.
But when the door was pushed open, the head teacher Yao Yusheng, wearing round-frame glasses, a white shirt and a black long skirt, stood.
I was stunned and immediately remembered that incident.
Teacher Yao walked in with high heels and came in loudly. After walking a few steps, he turned around and closed the door.
Then she looked around, but the erotic poster with her pantyhose pussy on the wall made her red and she had to turn her eyes back on me.
I'm watching her, too.
Teacher Yao teaches Chinese. He is 168 tall, long hair, slim body. His pretty face obviously has traces of hardships in life. He is serious, but his personality is easy-going.
As the head teacher, she saw that her student dormitory was covered with pornographic posters, without any scolding, but she lowered her head slightly:
Classmate Fang Jing…
teacher……
She stammered, and I had to directly point out:
Teacher Yao, did Principal Li tell you?
Principal Li said, Student Fang...
Call me Xiaojing.
I interrupted her.
Then he shouted like a greeting waiter:
come over.
She walked up to me again and continued to stammer:
Principal Li said... Xiao Jing lacked a...Life Assistant...
I found that most women like to bite their lower lip when they feel embarrassed, embarrassed or humiliated. Teacher Yao then bit her lower lip before continuing:
So I arranged...I... to be Xiao Jing's living assistant...
I stood up and walked to her side. She trembled as if she was frightened.
My hand was placed directly on the head teacher's pretty plump buttocks, touched and pinched, and said:
Teacher Yao, do you come to interview for a job and dress so casually?
Facing the students' molestation, Teacher Yao did not dodge or scold him.
She even apologized:
sorry……
Well, the attitude is good.
Looking at her humiliating and quail-like appearance, how could she have the majesty of being a head teacher?My dick became hard immediately.
I went back to the bed and sat down.
Then do you know what you want to do?
Principal Li didn't say anything.He said, you will tell me...
Teacher Yao really thought he was in an interview and said respectfully to me, who was half of her age.
I smiled.
Smiling like the Mediterranean.
Very simple, escort.
This time, Teacher Yao lowered his head and kept silent.
She was really unlucky.
Today I was upset because of my mother's video.
I asked again:
Do you understand?
knew.
The promised voice was full of bitterness.
Repeat once.
……
I saw something shiny from her face.
Be a escort...
Does anyone know?
I'm moving forward step by step.
Eat with you, play with you...
She paused and:
Sleep with me...
Sleep with you, can’t you just sleep with me, right?I asked knowingly.
Teacher Yao's pretty face turned red, not because of shame, but because of extreme shame.
But just like I can't help but feel helpless about my mother's experience, she is also helpless about her own experience.
She can only answer the conversation:
Sleeping with others also includes providing...sexual services at any time...
Teacher Yao, you are my class teacher. It’s not good to ask students that it is, right?
I said this, but reached out to pinch her breasts.
Besides, Teacher Yao, you are still a married person. As someone else’s wife, can you provide sexual services to students so casually?
Your daughter seems to be studying in this school, how would she think of her mother?
I stabbed Teacher Yao word by word like a bayonet.
To some extent, I am also self-harm.
Teacher Yao couldn't stand it anymore and cried out in a collapse, covering her face with her hands and kneeling to the ground.
******
Power is so charming.
I actually don’t have much desire for Teacher Yao.
I just pretended to show the power I temporarily gained.
I have never made such a request to Principal Li directly, although I asked him, he will definitely satisfy me.
But such requests have no style.
So I commented on Teacher Yao in front of Principal Li, saying that she was serious in class and dressed with taste.
The drunkard's intention is not to drink.
Principal Li is naturally a good person, so he sent Teacher Yao to me in a very good manner.
Just like the master looked at the beauty on the street for a few more times, then he tied the beauty back and put it on the master's bed.
I slept with Teacher Yao.
Enjoy the sexual services provided by Teacher Yao
To my surprise, she did not resist or struggle, and obediently took off her clothes in front of me, revealing her still youthful body.
Her breasts are not big, and she holds them like that, but the shape of her pussy is quite beautiful.
There is nothing to write about the rest of the process.
Play with her tits, touch her pussy, let her have oral sex, masturbate, then fuck her, and finally cum inside.
She knew her destiny.
But it was because she knew so well that I was a little unhappy.
I remembered my mother who was fucked gently on my phone in the morning.
I need to vent.
I heard that Teacher Yao owes a lot of debts?
yes.
You said, what would happen if you lost this job?
……
Teacher Yao showed a look of panic on his face.
No, it's fear.
She didn't expect that she was fucked obediently by the students, but the students still wanted to take surgery on her.
Fang...Xiaojing, teacher...the teacher is still...not used to it... Give some time the teacher can adapt...
Her voice trembled, and she thought she was doing something wrong when she was fucked.
I continued:
Teacher Yao and the school have signed an agreement. If I ask Principal Li to operate it, Teacher Yao will not only be terminated, but also seem to have to bear the compensation for breach of contract.
Principal Li should have held a small meeting with you and explained my background. You know that I am fully capable of doing these things.
I was taking revenge on society and burning my anger on Teacher Yao.
Teacher Yao’s life should have been stable. Even if she has taken the debt, as long as she works hard for about 10 years, the debt can be paid off.
Her appearance can only be said to be pretty, but she can be said to be pretty, but it won't make the school leaders take risks and unspoken rules.
When dividing levels, we are usually used to being upper, middle and lower.
But in this world, there are only top and bottom.
The upper layer of the Mediterranean.
And the lower level is divided into three levels.
The upper level has absolute power and destructive power over the lower level.
But in the lower class, although there are still classes, there is no such huge difference.
Principal Li is also a lower class. Although his class is higher than Teacher Yao in the lower class, in fact, he cannot dismiss Teacher Yao at will or make the fabricated facts and make Teacher Yao breach the contract as I just said.
Therefore, although Principal Li is the top leader in the school, he has unspoken rules for Teacher Yao, who has a senior professional title, can be said to be full of difficulties and it is not worth the loss.
This is the cornerstone of this social stability.
People like Mr. Xu are the power of heaven and the disaster.
It’s like an earthquake. You blame the earth for being boring, you can only blame yourself for being unlucky.
Teacher Yao’s unlucky is that he is my class teacher.
If the Mediterranean was standing behind the scenes, what I just said was impossible would have become a simple matter.
My brain is congested at this moment.
Intoxicated by the fragrance of power.
Some thoughts that I am still reluctant to give up on my own women for the time being have come to my mind:
Teacher Yao, I am a little anxious to pee, but I don’t want to go so far to the toilet. Teacher Yao, what do you think you should do?
what to do?
Meat toilet.
******
afternoon.
Temporary adjustment.Liu Yushu and Zhang Qiang, interchange; Wang Tao...
……
Qian An, Wei Yàn, swap.
When Teacher Yao read Wei YànYàn's name, Wei YànYàn actually slapped the table, and the black-framed glasses on his face almost fell off.
She said loudly:
Teacher Yao, I object.
I smiled behind.
There is still a vibrator in your teacher Yao's pussy. How could she pay attention to your objection if she is unable to protect herself?
Teacher Yao naturally ignored it and continued to recite.
teacher!
So Wei YànYàn shouted again with a crying voice.
What I received was Teacher Yao's cold gaze:
Wei YànYàn, sit down.If you make a fuss, I will remember that you are a big deal.
Wei YànYàn had tears in his eyes and sat down.
One more time, I would have to read the review letter in front of all the teachers and students in the school meeting.
Two times I've dropped out of school.
These days, undergraduates are prone to unemployment, and everyone knows what it means to drop out of school.
This is no longer a study, it is the same as an adult like Teacher Yao.
It's work.
But Teacher Yao obviously did not let her go in order to please me. He pointed to me and shouted to her:
Change it now!
After drinking me and urinating, she also began to take revenge on society.
******
The little lamb sat next to me with tears, a corner that no one could pay much attention to.
She was still inside, and I asked me to let her go in and out.
When she went in, I touched her butt.
She didn't say anything more.
Do you think my target is her?
It's her.
But it's not just her.
Not her for the time being.
******
Let go of it, I'm afraid you're not doing it beautifully, and I'll take care of you if you have something to do.
I got the imperial edict.
How can you just focus on a chick?
They are so young.
It seems that picking them is so natural.
Is it interesting to take for granted?
Mediterranean: No.
******
School is over in the afternoon.
Zhang Yi drove the red flag to pick me up and then headed straight to the old power plant dormitory.
Up to the 6th floor, I knocked on the door of 601.
The woman who opened the door was named Yiping.
When she saw me, she screamed with fear on her face. She wanted to close the door, but she didn't dare to close it. As a result, she took two steps back and stood there tremblingly.
She is similar to Teacher Yao. She is both the kind of woman who is considered beautiful among ordinary people, but she is so beautiful.
Unfortunately, I married the wrong person.
Now she has two black-eyed bags on her face, her hair is messy, and she is tortured by life.
Obviously, my intervention that day made her even worse.
I could see the whipped wound on her arms and legs under her short skirt.
I sighed in my heart:
Follow me.
Ah？
Follow me now.
I looked impatient.
Then she walked out the door stupidly and followed me to 703.
A woman who obeys habits.
The door opened.
Zhuang Jing, who was slumped on the sofa and looking at the ceiling, turned her head slowly and looked over as if she was an old machine without oil lubrication.
Let's take you back.
As soon as I finished speaking, Zhuang Jing shook off the rust in her outfit, entered the room, and soon came out wearing a slut outfit.
I think she doesn't care much about prostitutes.
I turned to Yiping and said:
You live here, I will do the rest.
******
After some trouble, I returned home.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw red high heels lying on the ground on the left and right of the entrance hall, then a white T-shirt, then a group of light yellow florals on the TV cabinet, a dark blue lace bra in front of the dining room, and a pair of lace panties in the same color as the bra in the corridor.
I immediately imagined in my mind that my mother started taking off her clothes as soon as she entered the door, walking along the way...
And the end point is:
bathroom.
The bathroom door is open.
There was a raucous sound of water coming out inside.
I walked towards the bathroom, but stopped again when I was at the door.
I was afraid to see the Mediterranean and my mother inside.
But after standing for a while, there was no special movement inside, so I still stood at the bathroom door.
My mother stood naked under the shower. She should have just finished washing her hair, hanging her big breasts, bent down to rinse her hair.
She carried me on her back, and her snow-white butt was facing me.
Round peaches.
I quietly took off my clothes and went in.
I held my mother's waist, and her mother trembled with obvious fright.
Just trembled a little.
Then she continued to wash her hair without saying a word.
She knew it was me.
I also know what I want to do.
But she once again acquiesced and condoned my crime.
Her legs were spread apart, and I could clearly see the wet pussy pussy. The water poured on her body flowed down her back and along her crotch, washing the red petals.
I don't remember whether she was standing like this at the beginning, or whether she had her legs spread out when I held her waist.
I touched her plump buttocks and cut my palm towards the buttocks.
Then cut the meat clam.
Insert your fingers.
My mother's body trembled a little again.
He hummed low.
Um……
The low hum that seemed like a moan became the sound of charge.
I added another finger and started thrusting.
Then my mother started to hum.
He moaned because of being accused of being raped.
Finally, she stopped washing her hair and pressed her hands on the water pipes placed across the wall.
She was ready to be fucked.
I couldn't help it anymore, and I helped my cock, gave it away, and thrust it.
Bang!
Ah！
******
sorry……
Looking at the semen dripping from my mother's pussy.
I apologize first.
My mother didn't say anything, picked up the shower and slammed her lower body, and then reached in front of me to dig.
Mom, you are so beautiful, I...I can't help it...I said timidly.
I found that I was acting better and better.
Practice makes perfect.
Um.
My mother nodded expressionlessly, not knowing what this means.
After a while, she actually smiled.
Yes, smiled.
She said to me:
Mom didn't blame you.
She paused, as if thinking about organizing the language:
Last time... you were too impatient and the class has not been finished yet.
Her soft plain hand reached under my crotch and was actually touching my soft cock, saying:
You are a big child, and your mother knows that you have this need.
Now, prostitution is legal, and some children, if they have needs, save pocket money, go to prostitutes.
Students are not allowed to enter legal brothels, but those students are Ah, just look for those illegal ones...
How dirty those prostitutes are...
My mother said here, it was stuck.
She obviously thought of herself, and that sentence was like scolding herself.
But after she smiled bitterly, her bright big eyes looked at me and said:
If you have any needs... just look for your mother and don't go outside... If you get sick, your son will be ruined in your life.
I could only nod.
Um.
My mother stood up and suddenly said:
You said mom is beautiful?
She put her hands on her hips, moved her left leg to the left, spread her legs a little, and raised her plump buttocks slightly to the right, and actually put a POS on her.
Be graceful and generous.
I can't tell that I've just finished being fucked by my own son.
pretty.
I nodded sharply.
Where is it beautiful?
Can it be described in a poem?
Uh..., the moonlit night on the twenty-four bridges...
I don't know why this sentence is, but this sentence comes to my mind anyway.
However, the mother instantly bit her lower lip and showed a slightly shy expression. She took a deep breath and quickly returned to normal.
On the bright moonlit night of the Twenty-Four Bridges, where does the jade man teach the flute to play? Mom knows...
Oh my God!
I was in a mess in the wind.
I swear I have absolutely no such metaphor.
To be honest, I only remember this sentence.
As for what poem this sentence comes from and who wrote it, I have completely forgotten it.
I didn't expect that the accidental defeat actually caused my mother to have such a misunderstanding.
Maybe it's because my cock is rising again?
My mother has already kneeled down in front of me.
I can't, and I don't want to explain.
My mother held my cock in her left hand and rubbed me a few times like she was masturbating.
Then he opened his mouth straight away and took my cock in.
After a while...
My mother touched her face and touched the semen in her hand.
Like a facial cleanser...
Her beauty is not the so-called golden ratio of the universal aesthetic of this era, such as oval face, melon-shaped face, wasp waist, peach buttocks. Her beauty falls into the whole, not only just on vision, but in the overall sense, a pure natural, healthy, full and suitable beauty, quiet and harmonious beauty.
It is: when you look at it, it is beautiful; when you look at it again, it is really beautiful; when you look at it carefully, it is beautiful no matter how you look at it; when you look at it for a long time, how can you be so beautiful so naturally and comfortable!
This kind of beauty is not due to stunning, but it is everlasting.
Such a face, coupled with a plump body that looks slightly fleshy.
Elegant and generous.
It's a pity that this world...
Beauty is guilty.
******
After my mother taught me a physiology class, I didn't see her much for several days.
The reason is that on the one hand, I am busy training Zhuang Jing, and on the other hand, my mother should be deliberately avoiding me.
But the family always has to meet.
But, I saw it, but I just saw it, I haven't gotten along with it much, and I can't say a few words.
Am I going to lose my mother?
No……
And the Mediterranean!
I comfort myself so much.
Then, I sadly discovered: does my relationship with my mother actually need to be maintained by the Mediterranean??
Maintain an incest relationship?
******
Friday.
After the first class in the morning, I opened the rooftop door with the key I wanted to get.
There is a wonderful location on the edge of the rooftop, where you can see inside the women's toilet from the ventilation window of the lower floor.
The latest generation of HW phone I bought has a high-power telescope function and intelligent anti-shake. Although I can't see the fluff on my face as exaggerated, it can already be used as a high-definition peeping tool.
Actually, I can only see loneliness.
Because women's toilets are different from men's toilets, they don't have pissing pockets, and the girls are hiding in the compartment. The only point of masturbation is to see some carefree female classmates tidy up their clothes after coming out of the toilet, that's all.
But now there are a few women who can fuck me casually, and my mood is already different from the past. I felt so excited after watching it a few times.
At this time, I took out my cell phone and sent a message to my mother:
What are you doing?
An extremely ordinary greeting of concern.
My mother's reply was:
I was fucked by Manager Zhang.
Um?
I was stunned for a moment. When everything was replaced on WeChat, it was the interface to chat with my mother. When I saw this reply, I realized that I was using the Mediterranean account.
The Mediterranean message ringtone is special, and my mother will reply immediately when she hears it.
Even if she is fucked by someone else...
Those who can fuck their mother naturally know the Mediterranean, so they will not stop their mother from replying to this message.
This reply caught me off guard.
Inexplicably, the heart was punched.
I never noticed that if she was lucky enough to be in the Mediterranean, wouldn’t she have to be missed?
I feel uncomfortable.
After sleeping with my mother, I subconsciously regarded my mother as my own woman.
But I have to accept it.
I quickly felt relieved:
It's useless for me to feel uncomfortable.
Even if Zhang Yi or Zhuang Jing wants to fuck them or give them to others, what can I do?
Thinking of this made me smile bitterly.
That pain bit my heart, so I sent another message:
I want to watch the live broadcast.
A few seconds later, the video call.
I chose one-way connection and connected.
It was working hours at this time, and the scene was the office of the department where my mother was.
I don’t know who was holding my mother’s cell phone because she was bent down, and the two hanging plump breasts that were pulled into the shape of an oval papaya by gravity were swaying back and forth. She supported her hands on the short glass coffee table in the office rest area. She was the fat man in her department, who was holding her plump waist, was hitting her fat buttocks with a sound, and was fucked by the backward position.
All this happened in full view of the public.
the bus?
This word flashed through my mind and my heart was punched again.
In the office, most women were looking at their computer screen indifferently, while the man, I could see a tall and slim man with a vulgar appearance, actually recording a video with his mobile phone, and he also came to his mother to take pictures of his mother's expression and the close-up of his fucked breasts.
He even reached out to pinch his mother's breasts.
My mother stopped her for a moment, but she was ineffective and let the vulgar man continue to pinch her breasts!
And this lustful scene has obviously been staged for a certain period of time.
My mother's body was sweating profusely, and there was a light and sick red tide under her fair skin, and her mouth was filled with a scream of Ah...Ah...Ah.... The screams were wild and intense. Obviously, when I sent her a message, she was already in a state of being fucked to climax, and was now sprinting towards the peak.
So she was powerless to stop the obscene man from molesting her.
At this time...
Do you want it?
The fat man who fucked his mother's pussy hard showed an evil smile, and actually stopped the horse and braked suddenly.
Ah
My mother let out a uncomfortable whine.
Yes, give it to me..., Ah...
The answer is crisp and neat.No shame.
Such a mother makes me feel strange.
Her condition looked a little abnormal, and I saw saliva dripping from my chin, pulling into silver threads.
The mouth that called Chun never seemed to be closed.
But the fat man still didn't move. He touched his mother's smooth back leisurely with an evil smile.The vulgar man was teasing his mother's nipples.
I've seen this method used in the Mediterranean too many times, and I have used it myself:
The fat man was torturing her with his mother's sexual hunger, thus threatening to achieve some purpose.
The mother obviously knew what the fat man wanted, so she began to shake her butt actively, allowing the fat man's cock to passively enter and exit her pussy, and shouted:
Give me...Ah...Fuck me...Cum into Shuyuan's pussy...
Fucked into Shuyuan's uterus...
Ah... fuck Shuyuan and get pregnant...
My mother's voice was as sexy as if there was a splash of fluid in her mouth.
I was extremely angry at seeing it.
I will never let my mother do this. Slutty wastes her mother's temperament and makes her look like a prostitute.
How much satisfaction can you feel when you are hiring a prostitute?
But the fat man was very relieved, with a vicious expression on his face. He said, "Fuck you to death, and his waist thrusts again. With his mother's initiative to cater to him, he hit his mother's pussy heavily. After a while, as his mother's screams, his abdomen was close to his mother's buttocks and erupted violently in his mother's vagina.
It was not until ten seconds later that the fat man let go, and his mother collapsed directly, and the wet cock slid out of his mother's pussy, swaying liquid.
Without a condom, the fat man cumsed his mother inside.
The fat man gasped, with a satisfied smile on his face, and then shouted:
Zhang Lili, come here.
A fashionable woman in the office got up and walked over.
Lick it clean.
Manager Zhang pointed to his cock.
Zhang Lili obediently knelt in front of Manager Zhang, but complained in front of her cock:
Manager, why do you fuck Shuyuan’s slut, please clean it up...
What nonsense?
The fat man's satisfied face showed anger. He pushed Zhang Lili away, slapped her hand and slapped her in the face. Slap, Zhang Lili's delicate face immediately had a red mark. Then he grabbed Zhang Lili's hair, a bitch, and then BB sent you to sweep the toilet and pressed her head back under her crotch.
The camera is re-pointed at the mother.
After being ejaculated, the naked mother lay on the glass coffee table, looking a little tired. She didn't know what she had done before being fucked by Manager Zhang, but what was certain was that she must have had oral sex, because I saw that there was not only saliva, but also semen stuck to her mouth.
The vulgar man who was just holding a video of his mobile phone was actually replaying the video of his mother being fucked for her to show.
Look at your itchyness in fucking, what are you usually serious?Um?
Get out of here...
The mother said in a disgusting tone, then slapped the phone off.
What to install?I just finished eating my dick last week...
The vulgar man scolded and quickly went to pick up his cell phone.
My mother has eaten her dick for this kind of junk person?
I also noticed that my mother did not let the wretched man delete the video.
Then the fat man's smirk came from his phone:
Fuck you, Yang Dong, you only met the standards after you had good luck last month.
Also said:
Let's do this. If you can sign 7 orders this month, let's just eat your dick, let her take the initiative to spread her legs and fuck you for you.OK?Shuyuan.
At this time, my mother had already gotten up. She took out a box of tissues under the coffee table, took out five or six pieces of paper to wipe the lower body that was dripping semen, and responded expressionlessly:
Um.
Did my mother actually agree?
But it's even more over the back.
Shuyuan, go over and tell him.
My mother's face was extremely hard to see, and it was ashen, but she still walked to the vulgar man, bit her lower lip, and said in humiliation:
As long as you can sign seven orders, I will spread my legs and let you fuck.
Manager Zhang still didn't let his mother go and said:
Let’s encourage you first and let Yang Dong inspect the goods in advance.
My mother's body shook for a moment, raised her legs stiffly, stood in front of the vulgar man, and spread her legs apart.
The vulgar man showed a more obscene expression, put his right ring finger and middle finger together, and inserted it into his mother's wet pussy.
Um
My mother snorted, and she was extremely ashamed.
The vulgar man pointed at his mother and said to Manager Zhang:
7 orders..., manager, this is also... too difficult. Can 5 orders be?
5 orders?5. Wang Shulei can fuck you.Don’t be ungrateful. 7 orders are already taking care of you. Shuyuan is the flower of the department. If anyone else wants to fuck her, she will have to have at least 10 orders.
The mother, who was regarded as a trading commodity, took a step back and let Yang Dong's fingers slide out of her pussy hole. Then, she wore underwear and bras expressionlessly, but she didn't know where the clothes were going. She just wore underwear and reached out toward the camera.
Go back to me.
The photographer returned the phone to his mother.
At this time, he spoke and was also a man.
He laughed twice:
Yang Dong, you are afraid of being a dick, just respond.Who can tell the luck correctly?Brother is an example. Hey, the time is here, and it happened to be 10 orders last month, the first in the department.Don’t look at Shuyuan’s cold face all day long, and the feeling of being on the bed, tsk...
He reached out to touch his mother's face, and was slapped away by his mother. He didn't care and continued:
And the rewards are superimposed, buy Shuyuan and give Shulei and Manni.Wang Shulei is still rewarded for the whole month, right?
The camera moved downward, and a slightly fat girl with naked body and glasses actually squatted in the photographer's crotch to help the photographer have a blowjob. At this moment, she spitted out her cock and responded with a wooden face.
Um.
******
I haven't seen the video of my mother being fucked by other men from the Mediterranean.
I have long regarded my mother as a so-called high-level prostitute.
It was just that I saw her being treated like this as an office bus so bluntly. I felt relieved just now, and I felt uncomfortable again.
I left the rooftop in a complicated mood, and I was too lazy to attend the second class, so I went back to the boys' dormitory.
******
Your mother is in trouble, and not all women are like this, so this is not the case in our department.
Didn’t I say that the more beautiful the worse the more it is. If a beautiful chaste woman meets Mr. Xu, hey, it would be a tragic man and would be bad for eight lifetimes.
Do you know Fan Bingbing?Yes, it’s the one who plays Wu Zetian with big breasts and big ass. Hey, it’s so domineering on TV. Watch gossip news, and it’s also the one who walks with the wind.I haven't heard from her for a long time, right?I used to endorse a product for our company, but I was attracted by Mr. Xu. I used to tricks, rape, imprisonment, and training. Last week, I saw her in Mr. Xu's office. She was naked, with chains on her neck, and lay like a dog under Mr. Xu's feet. Her belly was round and was about to be produced.
Why are female celebrities so diligent these days?They are all livestock, and when they are fat, they are dragged out to slaughter.
So Ah, just look open.
Or you can see how you try hard and get your mother back from Mr. Xu.
After hanging up the phone, I let out a sigh of relief, trying to get out a little of the depression in my heart.
In fact, I understand what Zhang Yi can do to help me, but I am not as easy as her to be open-minded.
Lying on the bed, I was bored and turned on the surveillance camera.
On the screen, in the narrow house of 703, Zhuang Jing sat naked on the sofa in the hall.
There were clothes in the closet, but they were all prostitute clothes and slut clothes that I specially placed inside.
I think she would rather be naked because of this.
She was in a daze, motionless. If it weren't for the time left behind the surveillance, I would have thought the surveillance would have been broken.
This is a prison cell.
She couldn't get out by herself.
And I confiscated her cell phone.
There are no computers, no TVs, and no books in the house.
I forcibly imprisoned her in this house without any spiritual food.
I watched the video back and was used to getting up at 6 o'clock every day. She woke up and fell asleep today, and woke up until after 9 o'clock.
I got up and did nothing and did some exercise.
After exhausted, the exercise could not continue.
Then I walked back and forth around the house, but I couldn't walk for long, and then collapsed on the sofa, couldn't sit for long, and went back to bed, couldn't sleep, so I got back and forth.
Then he started screaming like crazy.
After screaming for a while, I didn't say anything.
Then back to the sofa, it was the scene I saw now.
I smiled, and it seemed that Zhuang Jing was almost tortured.
Go and pick her up tonight and let her return to her home in Bihaiwan.
Be kind and do both.
******
As soon as I turned off the surveillance camera, just as I was about to watch a movie to pass the time, there was a knock on the door.
It's not locked.
I shouted casually, thinking it was the dormitory manager.
But when the door was pushed open, the head teacher Yao Yusheng, wearing round-frame glasses, a white shirt and a black long skirt, stood.
I was stunned and immediately remembered that incident.
Teacher Yao walked in with high heels and came in loudly. After walking a few steps, he turned around and closed the door.
Then she looked around, but the erotic poster with her pantyhose pussy on the wall made her red and she had to turn her eyes back on me.
I'm watching her, too.
Teacher Yao teaches Chinese. He is 168 tall, long hair, slim body. His pretty face obviously has traces of hardships in life. He is serious, but his personality is easy-going.
As the head teacher, she saw that her student dormitory was covered with pornographic posters, without any scolding, but she lowered her head slightly:
Classmate Fang Jing…
teacher……
She stammered, and I had to directly point out:
Teacher Yao, did Principal Li tell you?
Principal Li said, Student Fang...
Call me Xiaojing.
I interrupted her.
Then he shouted like a greeting waiter:
come over.
She walked up to me again and continued to stammer:
Principal Li said... Xiao Jing lacked a...Life Assistant...
I found that most women like to bite their lower lip when they feel embarrassed, embarrassed or humiliated. Teacher Yao then bit her lower lip before continuing:
So I arranged...I... to be Xiao Jing's living assistant...
I stood up and walked to her side. She trembled as if she was frightened.
My hand was placed directly on the head teacher's pretty plump buttocks, touched and pinched, and said:
Teacher Yao, do you come to interview for a job and dress so casually?
Facing the students' molestation, Teacher Yao did not dodge or scold him.
She even apologized:
sorry……
Well, the attitude is good.
Looking at her humiliating and quail-like appearance, how could she have the majesty of being a head teacher?My dick became hard immediately.
I went back to the bed and sat down.
Then do you know what you want to do?
Principal Li didn't say anything.He said, you will tell me...
Teacher Yao really thought he was in an interview and said respectfully to me, who was half of her age.
I smiled.
Smiling like the Mediterranean.
Very simple, escort.
This time, Teacher Yao lowered his head and kept silent.
She was really unlucky.
Today I was upset because of my mother's video.
I asked again:
Do you understand?
knew.
The promised voice was full of bitterness.
Repeat once.
……
I saw something shiny from her face.
Be a escort...
Does anyone know?
I'm moving forward step by step.
Eat with you, play with you...
She paused and:
Sleep with me...
Sleep with you, can’t you just sleep with me, right?I asked knowingly.
Teacher Yao's pretty face turned red, not because of shame, but because of extreme shame.
But just like I can't help but feel helpless about my mother's experience, she is also helpless about her own experience.
She can only answer the conversation:
Sleeping with others also includes providing...sexual services at any time...
Teacher Yao, you are my class teacher. It’s not good to ask students that it is, right?
I said this, but reached out to pinch her breasts.
Besides, Teacher Yao, you are still a married person. As someone else’s wife, can you provide sexual services to students so casually?
Your daughter seems to be studying in this school, how would she think of her mother?
I stabbed Teacher Yao word by word like a bayonet.
To some extent, I am also self-harm.
Teacher Yao couldn't stand it anymore and cried out in a collapse, covering her face with her hands and kneeling to the ground.
******
Power is so charming.
I actually don’t have much desire for Teacher Yao.
I just pretended to show the power I temporarily gained.
I have never made such a request to Principal Li directly, although I asked him, he will definitely satisfy me.
But such requests have no style.
So I commented on Teacher Yao in front of Principal Li, saying that she was serious in class and dressed with taste.
The drunkard's intention is not to drink.
Principal Li is naturally a good person, so he sent Teacher Yao to me in a very good manner.
Just like the master looked at the beauty on the street for a few more times, then he tied the beauty back and put it on the master's bed.
I slept with Teacher Yao.
Enjoy the sexual services provided by Teacher Yao
To my surprise, she did not resist or struggle, and obediently took off her clothes in front of me, revealing her still youthful body.
Her breasts are not big, and she holds them like that, but the shape of her pussy is quite beautiful.
There is nothing to write about the rest of the process.
Play with her tits, touch her pussy, let her have oral sex, masturbate, then fuck her, and finally cum inside.
She knew her destiny.
But it was because she knew so well that I was a little unhappy.
I remembered my mother who was fucked gently on my phone in the morning.
I need to vent.
I heard that Teacher Yao owes a lot of debts?
yes.
You said, what would happen if you lost this job?
……
Teacher Yao showed a look of panic on his face.
No, it's fear.
She didn't expect that she was fucked obediently by the students, but the students still wanted to take surgery on her.
Fang...Xiaojing, teacher...the teacher is still...not used to it... Give some time the teacher can adapt...
Her voice trembled, and she thought she was doing something wrong when she was fucked.
I continued:
Teacher Yao and the school have signed an agreement. If I ask Principal Li to operate it, Teacher Yao will not only be terminated, but also seem to have to bear the compensation for breach of contract.
Principal Li should have held a small meeting with you and explained my background. You know that I am fully capable of doing these things.
I was taking revenge on society and burning my anger on Teacher Yao.
Teacher Yao’s life should have been stable. Even if she has taken the debt, as long as she works hard for about 10 years, the debt can be paid off.
Her appearance can only be said to be pretty, but she can be said to be pretty, but it won't make the school leaders take risks and unspoken rules.
When dividing levels, we are usually used to being upper, middle and lower.
But in this world, there are only top and bottom.
The upper layer of the Mediterranean.
And the lower level is divided into three levels.
The upper level has absolute power and destructive power over the lower level.
But in the lower class, although there are still classes, there is no such huge difference.
Principal Li is also a lower class. Although his class is higher than Teacher Yao in the lower class, in fact, he cannot dismiss Teacher Yao at will or make the fabricated facts and make Teacher Yao breach the contract as I just said.
Therefore, although Principal Li is the top leader in the school, he has unspoken rules for Teacher Yao, who has a senior professional title, can be said to be full of difficulties and it is not worth the loss.
This is the cornerstone of this social stability.
People like Mr. Xu are the power of heaven and the disaster.
It’s like an earthquake. You blame the earth for being boring, you can only blame yourself for being unlucky.
Teacher Yao’s unlucky is that he is my class teacher.
If the Mediterranean was standing behind the scenes, what I just said was impossible would have become a simple matter.
My brain is congested at this moment.
Intoxicated by the fragrance of power.
Some thoughts that I am still reluctant to give up on my own women for the time being have come to my mind:
Teacher Yao, I am a little anxious to pee, but I don’t want to go so far to the toilet. Teacher Yao, what do you think you should do?
what to do?
Meat toilet.
******
afternoon.
Temporary adjustment.Liu Yushu and Zhang Qiang, interchange; Wang Tao...
……
Qian An, Wei Yàn, swap.
When Teacher Yao read Wei YànYàn's name, Wei YànYàn actually slapped the table, and the black-framed glasses on his face almost fell off.
She said loudly:
Teacher Yao, I object.
I smiled behind.
There is still a vibrator in your teacher Yao's pussy. How could she pay attention to your objection if she is unable to protect herself?
Teacher Yao naturally ignored it and continued to recite.
teacher!
So Wei YànYàn shouted again with a crying voice.
What I received was Teacher Yao's cold gaze:
Wei YànYàn, sit down.If you make a fuss, I will remember that you are a big deal.
Wei YànYàn had tears in his eyes and sat down.
One more time, I would have to read the review letter in front of all the teachers and students in the school meeting.
Two times I've dropped out of school.
These days, undergraduates are prone to unemployment, and everyone knows what it means to drop out of school.
This is no longer a study, it is the same as an adult like Teacher Yao.
It's work.
But Teacher Yao obviously did not let her go in order to please me. He pointed to me and shouted to her:
Change it now!
After drinking me and urinating, she also began to take revenge on society.
******
The little lamb sat next to me with tears, a corner that no one could pay much attention to.
She was still inside, and I asked me to let her go in and out.
When she went in, I touched her butt.
She didn't say anything more.
Do you think my target is her?
It's her.
But it's not just her.
Not her for the time being.
******
Let go of it, I'm afraid you're not doing it beautifully, and I'll take care of you if you have something to do.
I got the imperial edict.
How can you just focus on a chick?
They are so young.
It seems that picking them is so natural.
Is it interesting to take for granted?
Mediterranean: No.
******
School is over in the afternoon.
Zhang Yi drove the red flag to pick me up and then headed straight to the old power plant dormitory.
Up to the 6th floor, I knocked on the door of 601.
The woman who opened the door was named Yiping.
When she saw me, she screamed with fear on her face. She wanted to close the door, but she didn't dare to close it. As a result, she took two steps back and stood there tremblingly.
She is similar to Teacher Yao. She is both the kind of woman who is considered beautiful among ordinary people, but she is so beautiful.
Unfortunately, I married the wrong person.
Now she has two black-eyed bags on her face, her hair is messy, and she is tortured by life.
Obviously, my intervention that day made her even worse.
I could see the whipped wound on her arms and legs under her short skirt.
I sighed in my heart:
Follow me.
Ah？
Follow me now.
I looked impatient.
Then she walked out the door stupidly and followed me to 703.
A woman who obeys habits.
The door opened.
Zhuang Jing, who was slumped on the sofa and looking at the ceiling, turned her head slowly and looked over as if she was an old machine without oil lubrication.
Let's take you back.
As soon as I finished speaking, Zhuang Jing shook off the rust in her outfit, entered the room, and soon came out wearing a slut outfit.
I think she doesn't care much about prostitutes.
I turned to Yiping and said:
You live here, I will do the rest.
******
After some trouble, I returned home.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw red high heels lying on the ground on the left and right of the entrance hall, then a white T-shirt, then a group of light yellow florals on the TV cabinet, a dark blue lace bra in front of the dining room, and a pair of lace panties in the same color as the bra in the corridor.
I immediately imagined in my mind that my mother started taking off her clothes as soon as she entered the door, walking along the way...
And the end point is:
bathroom.
The bathroom door is open.
There was a raucous sound of water coming out inside.
I walked towards the bathroom, but stopped again when I was at the door.
I was afraid to see the Mediterranean and my mother inside.
But after standing for a while, there was no special movement inside, so I still stood at the bathroom door.
My mother stood naked under the shower. She should have just finished washing her hair, hanging her big breasts, bent down to rinse her hair.
She carried me on her back, and her snow-white butt was facing me.
Round peaches.
I quietly took off my clothes and went in.
I held my mother's waist, and her mother trembled with obvious fright.
Just trembled a little.
Then she continued to wash her hair without saying a word.
She knew it was me.
I also know what I want to do.
But she once again acquiesced and condoned my crime.
Her legs were spread apart, and I could clearly see the wet pussy pussy. The water poured on her body flowed down her back and along her crotch, washing the red petals.
I don't remember whether she was standing like this at the beginning, or whether she had her legs spread out when I held her waist.
I touched her plump buttocks and cut my palm towards the buttocks.
Then cut the meat clam.
Insert your fingers.
My mother's body trembled a little again.
He hummed low.
Um……
The low hum that seemed like a moan became the sound of charge.
I added another finger and started thrusting.
Then my mother started to hum.
He moaned because of being accused of being raped.
Finally, she stopped washing her hair and pressed her hands on the water pipes placed across the wall.
She was ready to be fucked.
I couldn't help it anymore, and I helped my cock, gave it away, and thrust it.
Bang!
Ah！
******
sorry……
Looking at the semen dripping from my mother's pussy.
I apologize first.
My mother didn't say anything, picked up the shower and slammed her lower body, and then reached in front of me to dig.
Mom, you are so beautiful, I...I can't help it...I said timidly.
I found that I was acting better and better.
Practice makes perfect.
Um.
My mother nodded expressionlessly, not knowing what this means.
After a while, she actually smiled.
Yes, smiled.
She said to me:
Mom didn't blame you.
She paused, as if thinking about organizing the language:
Last time... you were too impatient and the class has not been finished yet.
Her soft plain hand reached under my crotch and was actually touching my soft cock, saying:
You are a big child, and your mother knows that you have this need.
Now, prostitution is legal, and some children, if they have needs, save pocket money, go to prostitutes.
Students are not allowed to enter legal brothels, but those students are Ah, just look for those illegal ones...
How dirty those prostitutes are...
My mother said here, it was stuck.
She obviously thought of herself, and that sentence was like scolding herself.
But after she smiled bitterly, her bright big eyes looked at me and said:
If you have any needs... just look for your mother and don't go outside... If you get sick, your son will be ruined in your life.
I could only nod.
Um.
My mother stood up and suddenly said:
You said mom is beautiful?
She put her hands on her hips, moved her left leg to the left, spread her legs a little, and raised her plump buttocks slightly to the right, and actually put a POS on her.
Be graceful and generous.
I can't tell that I've just finished being fucked by my own son.
pretty.
I nodded sharply.
Where is it beautiful?
Can it be described in a poem?
Uh..., the moonlit night on the twenty-four bridges...
I don't know why this sentence is, but this sentence comes to my mind anyway.
However, the mother instantly bit her lower lip and showed a slightly shy expression. She took a deep breath and quickly returned to normal.
On the bright moonlit night of the Twenty-Four Bridges, where does the jade man teach the flute to play? Mom knows...
Oh my God!
I was in a mess in the wind.
I swear I have absolutely no such metaphor.
To be honest, I only remember this sentence.
As for what poem this sentence comes from and who wrote it, I have completely forgotten it.
I didn't expect that the accidental defeat actually caused my mother to have such a misunderstanding.
Maybe it's because my cock is rising again?
My mother has already kneeled down in front of me.
I can't, and I don't want to explain.
My mother held my cock in her left hand and rubbed me a few times like she was masturbating.
Then he opened his mouth straight away and took my cock in.
After a while...
My mother touched her face and touched the semen in her hand.
Like a facial cleanser...
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