Chapter 8 The SM show between mother and son

Then I freed up a hand and rolled up my mother's short skirt. A pair of elastic and fleshy thighs appeared in front of me. A pair of sexy briefs with narrow silk inside looked so lewd under the thin flesh-colored and fleshy stockings.

My mother tried hard to put her legs together, but she couldn't stop it. She saw my hand reaching directly into my mother's triangle area and pressing it on my mother's vagina through her stockings and underwear. I saw her body tremble suddenly and a strange whimpering sound came from her throat.

My mother seemed to be very painful but very sensitive. My hands kept shaking between my mother's legs. My petite body began to tremble like an electric shock in my arms, and the whimpering sound became intermittent.

My mother's sexy flesh-colored stockings and long legs were wearing black high heels and twisting left and right in front of me. The stockings rubbed against each other and the friction between her palms and her private parts made an obscene sashimi sound.

Then I rubbed my mother's breasts and changed my posture. The fingertips of my two fingers clamped my mother's grape-like nipples, and then began to rub them left and right. My mother endured the sensitive stimulation from different parts of the upper and lower parts at the same time, and the saliva flowed out of the holes of the mouth ball pulled into a crumbling silk thread in the air.

Woo woo...

My mother shook her head and made her neat and slender hair scattered. She was concerned about her son lying in front of her, that is, me. I could see clearly her appearance and misfortune. As a mother, she wanted to keep her only dignity, that is, she hoped that I would not be so rude.

At this time, I felt that I had added some materials, and saw that the palm that invaded my mother's private parts suddenly rushed into my mother's underwear. The flesh-colored transparent stockings that were tightly pressed against my legs were arched up by my arms. The narrow underwear that could not completely cover my big hands showed the outline of the back of my hand.

As I was scattering my mother's vagina, I vaguely heard the sound of Zizi's pussy being dug.

My mother's two plump and long legs twisted into the inside, her slender ankles were tied together, and the heels of her high heels made a harsh struggle sound on the ground.

My mother's whole body was trembling violently, and she was whining.

From the firmness before to the swaying, a humiliating redness appeared on my mother's fair little face. While she was still trying hard to get stuck, the movements in my hand seemed to suddenly increase. My mother's head tilted back desperately, um... a very tempting panting sound rushed out of my mother's breath.

I pulled my hand out of my mother's underwear and deliberately put my fingers in front of me. It was covered with sticky and transparent juice. I pulled out lewd silk threads from my fingertips, and the smell of a mature beauty spread into my nose. My mother had no face to look at it and closed her eyes.

Then I pushed my mother hard, causing her upper body to fall heavily to the ground, kneeling on the ground with both knees. I saw that my mother was hunching her waist at this time, aiming her buttocks tightly wrapped in stockings at my face. Her two round and plump buttocks made the stockings nearly transparent. The white silk narrow panties slipped into the infinitely imaginative buttocks, and the smell of the sexy mature beauty filled the entire room through the thin stockings.

I saw my mother showing her plump silk buttocks to herself in this posture. A hot light appeared in her eyes. She carefully pinched the waist of the stockings, slowly rolled it down, and she took it down to the middle of her mother's big pair together with the silk underwear inside. The waist of the stockings and underwear made her plump thighs sank into a circle. The abalone pussy, which was soaked and shiny by the vaginal fluid, was so unobstructed that I could see it at all.

My mother lay on the ground and turned her face to the other side that I couldn't see. Her body was still trembling slightly, and the crying sounds never stopped.

I stared at my mother's pussy greedily, and put my face with the hood closer a little. I heard my heavy breathing sound. Even if I couldn't see the expression on my face clearly through the hood, I could guess that I must have shown an excited look in the mask.

Then I stood up, slowly opened the zipper on my pants, and took out the dark cock with blue veins exposed with my hands. It was 20 cm long, and the spiral ribs under the purple-red glans were densely covered with spiral patterns.

I knelt beside my mother's legs, holding the dark cock that was radiating with one hand, and gently holding my mother's slender waist with the other hand.

My movements were very slow, afraid that she and I would miss any details. I pressed my glans on my mother's pussy full of muddy water. The pink labia separated as the glans squeezed. My mother seemed to feel this. She tried hard to twist her snow buttocks to avoid it, but it seemed so futile.

Then I slowly stepped forward, and the glans immediately fell into the wet and narrow vagina. After I just put the glans in, I stopped immediately and then let go of my hands.

My mother's exposed whole snow-white fat ass was smugly and she began to twist left and right. She obviously wanted to take off my cock, but I seemed to be teasing her, and her waist moved forward.

I deliberately moved forward, and my thick cock kept stuck in my mother's pussy, fiddling with her fat buttocks. The plump and fleshy buttocks seemed to keep my glans tightly and reluctant to part with it. The picture was extremely lewd.

As if I had enough fun, I began to slowly thrust my lower body and sent my penis further into my mother's pussy, one centimeter or two centimeters.

The penis entered the narrow and slippery rubbed it little by little, and my whole body knelt straight on the ground. As the penis entered, I saw my mother's body gradually becoming stiff. Her waist and her high pouted fat ass were so tempting. The whimpers ranged from the previous shame to the current sorrow.

I leaned slightly towards the sky, as if I was enduring great pleasure. When the penis was halfway through, I suddenly stepped forward and slap!Only a crisp sound made by the body colliding.

My lower abdomen was only pressed against my mother's two fat buttocks. Although I couldn't see my mother's face, I clearly heard her make a sound of um... resentful and long gasping.

I adapted for a moment and said to my mother: Mom, your vagina is so tight, it's so hot and slippery inside, making me feel so good, hahahaha

Then I started to thrust slowly without any waves, just pushing my penis a little, and then crashing forward violently.

Bang!My snow-white and plump buttocks were ripped off by my lower abdomen, and the waves blew and dissipated.

As I was thorny, my mother was lying on the ground and her body was shaking like a pool of soft mud. I knew she was trying her best to prevent herself from making that shameful sound, but the more she endured the deliberately suppressed gasps in her breath, the more it would arouse the man's sense of conquest.

I reached out to hold my mother's buttocks again, and ten fingers sank deeply into the elastic flesh. I grabbed and rubbed vigorously, causing my mother's two flowery buttocks to circle in different directions. Then I increased the magnitude of the thrusting, and half of the penis was pulled out, and then pierced deeply. I saw that my thick penis was covered with shameful litter that oozed out of my vagina, which helped me invade more happily when it went against my will.

I tried hard to control the rhythm of thrusting, staring at my cock, which appeared and disappeared in my mother's vagina. I listened to my mother's shameful gasping and moans, as if it attracted my sight with magic.

Ah, my mother's slutty pussy is so watery. I just inserted it a few times and it was all wet inside. It's really slippery and so good. Mom, look like I'm fucking, so I look like I'm not dry. Are you very hungry?

I hit my mother's butt and did not forget to insult her verbally, but even so, my mother gritted her teeth and said nothing.

My mother's breasts were pressed on the ground, and her plump breasts spread around. The arc-shaped outline was so rippling. My mother's plump buttocks were pinched in my hand, constantly leaving clearly visible pink finger marks.

Sizzle!!

The lewd sound made when the pussy was thrust, and the slender legs with stockings and underwear were so lewd under the decoration of high heels.

Every time I inserted it, I pushed my lower body forward tightly, squeezed my mother's plump and beautiful buttocks flattened, and returned to its original state, as if it would not ruin the stubbornness of no matter how I slapped and hit it.

Then I walked around my mother's waist, put my palms on my flat belly and groped down. My mother, who had been hit, had a little unconscious body twitched suddenly, and I saw my fingers pressing on my mother's most sensitive clitoris.

Well...hoh...

Another crying sound, my mother twisted her waist and twisted her left and right, and the fat buttocks inserted into her cock also shook left and right. She seemed to have been grabbed by someone's tail, and her body trembled. She looked like a voluptuous mature woman at this moment, begging the man to rush violently.

I still acted so unhurriedly. I gently stroked my mother's round buttocks with one hand, clamped my mother's clitoris and rubbed it back and forth between my fingers, and thrust my penis deep and shallowly. My mother could withstand such stimulation, and her whole body was like a sieve. Her delicate panting gradually forgot her shyness and became rippling.

What's wrong? Can't you stand it? Do you want me to fuck faster? You slut mom, I'll fuck you to death, I'll fuck you to death.

I gritted my teeth and said to my mother with my back.

As if he was venting his anger, he pulled the penis away from most of the time, then inserted it into it, and his lower abdomen hit his mother's plump buttocks, and the penis slapped his mother's pussy, as if he was giving punishment.

Slap

Puffy puffy

The shameful and obscene sound became a mother's response to admitting her mistakes, and honey juice scattered with a mature smell splashed out from the mouth of her vagina and fell on the ground.

The crying sounds of mothers come one after another, and the violent thrusting made her breathing rapid, and the flesh on her snow-white plump buttocks wave after wave.

While violently rubbing my mother's sensitive clitoris, I whipped my mother's buttocks with my hands.

Slap

A series of crimson five finger marks appeared on my mother's snow-white skin. Her hands and feet were bound, and she could only let out a wailing sound with panting.

Smack sex

Well...well...hehe...

Puffy puffy

Sizzling

When my mother was thrusting, gasping, and the various sounds made when her plump buttocks were slapped together. I increased the thrust and was fascinated by the scene in front of me. Looking at my mother's stockings, high heels, long legs, twisted her belt when she was thrusting, and her delicate body was also hit by layers of flesh waves. In my opinion, it was my mother who took the initiative to seduce me, and the semen that kept splashing on my legs was the best proof.

I rushed faster and faster, and the more I inserted it, the more I slapped my mother's snow buttocks became stronger and stronger. My mother's gasps became extremely rapid, as if she was following the rhythm of my thrusting, encouraging me.

The vaginal fluid that the coronal glans hooked out of the vagina had soaked my fingers that were kneading my clitoris. The wet and slippery feeling made the clitoris extremely sticky and slippery, and kept slidding out of my fingertips, but the shallow fine lines on the fingertips were scraped on the clitoris, bringing a strong pleasure to my mother.

I hit hard dozens of times, and finally pressed my mother's buttocks hard, making my mother's round and fat buttocks squeezed flat on my lower abdomen.

As I breathed a sigh of relief on my back, I knew that my mother's body was being shot in with hot and smelly semen. I grabbed my mother's waist with both hands, and my body was trying hard to stabilize and not tremble. I wanted to penetrate all the semen into my mother's pussy and let my mother fertilize and get pregnant for me.

After a long time, I let go of my mother. At the moment when the glans pulled away, a large amount of juice turbid and milky semen gushed out of my vagina and flowed down my clitoris on my mother's stockings legs.

I sucked the fresh air in big mouthfuls, leaving no time for my mother to breathe. I saw that I turned my mother over rudely and let her lie flat on the ground.

I saw that my mother's face was full of tears of humiliation, and she had already cried into tears. The makeup on her face was soaked with tears, and her face was full of blush left by rape.

The saliva flowed out of the thin holes flowed backwards, my mother's naked upper body, and her two snow breasts were rising and falling with her chest.

I grabbed my mother's feet tied up by the belt, took off her high heels, and two exquisite stockings feet appeared in front of me. I leaned my face closer and sniffed deeply, and couldn't help swallowing secretly. I knew that my mother's little feet were very charming when wearing stockings.

The scene after sex at this moment is even more intoxicating.

The mother's toes stretched the stockings as thin as a cicada's wings. The ten neat toes like babies' fingers were neatly combined. The carefully pediced curved nails were painted with bright red nail polish, which looked unique through the thin stockings.

I sniffed it and the smell of leather stockings on the beautiful feet, as well as the mature mature woman of my mother, were gathered together. It was something I had smelled when I secretly used my mother's stockings to masturbate the plane. That smell could arouse men's most sincere obsession with stockings.

Especially the stockings are still on my mother's legs, and I almost pressed my face against the soles of my mother's stockings. The soft and flat touch is like a white and tender little hand stroking my cheek. Although he can really feel that feeling through the mask.

My eyes showed a revealing expression, which was exactly the same as when I usually played with my mother's stockings. I couldn't help but close my eyes slightly, stretched my tongue out of my mouth, and gently licked it against the soles of my mother's stockings and licked it towards the point of her foot.

A clear saliva mark appeared on the soles of my mother's feet. I saw my mother's toes hiding under the stockings move, as if waving at me. Then I stuck out my tongue and licked it again, sliding across each of my mother's toes through the soft stockings.

I saw my mother frowning slightly, as if she was enduring the itching on her feet in stockings.

I reached out to hold the soles of my mother's other stockings, and my palm kept wandering around the insteps and soles of my feet, as if I was stroking a work of art, gently and carefully, and the flat and soft flesh-colored stockings wrinkled between my palms.

I gently pinched my mother's pink and white soles and insteps with my fingers. Just by looking at it with my eyes, I knew that my mother's soles must be very soft, and the round curves in every part of the tightly wrapped stockings were just right.

I opened my mouth and put my mother's stockings to the toes in my mouth, pursed my lips and gently scraped them with my teeth. The nauseous saliva dyed the stockings wet, and it tightened to the skin on my mother's feet.

My mother's toes kept stying and stretching in the stockings, like small tentacles, seducing her in front of me. My mother's originally humiliated face became strange because the beautiful feet of the stockings were violated. It was an indescribable feeling, and maybe it could only be described as itchy and shy.

I spit out the toes of my mother's stockings, which were almost transparent with saliva. I turned my head and took my mother's other beautiful feet in stockings. I also pursed my lips, scraped them with my teeth, and slowly walked along my mother's ankles and began to walk towards my calves.

The stockings calves without a trace of fat looked so elastic. As soon as I pinched my fingers, the elastic tender flesh was sunk under my fingertips, and immediately returned to level as my fingers moved. The soft touch of the stockings brought me great pleasure. My cock, which had just ejaculated, became erect and hard again, and invisibly pointed the glans at my mother's vagina where white juice was flowing out.

But this time I put my mother's stockings feet on my cock, held the back of the stockings with both hands and clamped my cock into it with the soles of my feet, and I began to slowly stroke it up and down.

My mother's exquisite stockings and feet became lewd at this moment. My mother tried hard not to see it, but the outline of the penis on the stockings' feet really appeared. My glans penis was constantly flattened and deformed under my mother's stockings.

I was extremely comfortable and excited now, and the fishy prostate fluid began to appear from my glans, mixed with the saliva left before, wet the stockings on my mother's feet.

The stockings were rubbed by the glans so hard that they made a slight sound of yarn.

I kept forcing my mother to tightly clamp my cock, let her feet stick together, and let her glans penetrate desperately.

The delicate feet and soft stockings brought me great stimulation and pleasure.

I tried my best to breathe steadily, as if I was about to ejaculate the second shot at any time.

In order to relieve my mother's fatigue, I also thrust my butt, kneeling on the ground, thrusting my mother's stockings feet like I was thrusting my pussy.

I saw the blush on my mother's little face for a long time, not knowing whether it was because the sexual intercourse just now was too strong, or because of the shame and strange pleasure caused by someone's foot being violated.

My mother always maintained that restlessness, and tears stopped flowing. I couldn't hear my mother's breathing. She held her breath as if she was about to suffocate herself.