During this week, I scratched my mother's palm several times, but my mother didn't refuse, but she used her beautiful buttocks to rub my cock hard again and again. Whether it was standing behind and squeezing my buttocks with her cock, or lying on the bed, letting my mother carry me to twist her waist and beautiful buttocks, the biggest breakthrough is something that I can do. I don't know if this is right, but I just remember that I read an article that someone said that it was my mother's thighs, together with her private parts, and double-teamed my penis, so that I could twist my waist, insert it back and forth and rub it hard.
Last time, the washing machine was on the front, and I tried it from the back, but that was a story later.
Next, I will talk about a few articles about my and my mother’s affection and breakthrough points.
Their names are that my mother is willing to help me suck my penis, and that during the affair, I can touch my body. The key point is that my mother's mouth is willing to help me blow, but things are not so easy to succeed.
I remember that I had to leave it for a week, but later because I could keep it warm with my mother, I notified the school that I would not go back a month later.
Tonight, I ended my brief intercourse with my mother on the washing machine board, and rubbed her thigh vagina until she ejaculated.
I lay on the bed, and after seeing the still firm cock, I started to strode myself, thinking of my mother's shy face, delicious little mouth, and the muffled expression of moaning, I could harden it anyway.
I tiptoed and leaned my ear against the door of my mother's boudoir to see if I could hear my mother masturbating and moaning. I guess my mother hadn't been so irritated for a long time, but unfortunately I didn't hear anything. I could only sleep with my cock and didn't want to waste my semen on my masturbation. It was better to rely on my mother's body to vent it out.
In the morning, my mother had breakfast at the dining table. I was eating the Yonghe soy milk I bought next to my mother. The dining table was a dark green marble round table, and even the stone chairs were small, but extremely heavy. I could only drag them by hand. My father liked to buy antiques, and even the chairs at home were carved from Chinese style wood. I kept talking to my mother. When my mother saw me staring at him, her expression was not as proactive as last night, nor was she so enthusiastic.
I said, Mom~ Is this soy milk nourishing my body?After saying that, he immediately scratched his mother's arm. His mother frowned slightly and said, "Everyone has eaten, do you want to nourish your body now?"I was cooking sesame oil chicken for you to eat at night, and I could hear my tone was a little cold. After all, after passionate incest, my head calmed down a lot.
I deliberately moved my head behind my mother's ear and said slowly that after the fire broke out last night, it was too comfortable and hard for the whole night, so it was very special in the morning... I raised my body and showed my mother my crotch. The raised high crotch meant my swollen penis. My mother didn't say anything and continued.
It's here again. Every time I play this trick, I can turn off the fire and light it up, making me feel happy. However, although I have a scene of raping my mother in my mind thousands of times, I can't beat the real mother's buttocks squeezed her cock. I had to sit down alone and continue to eat my breakfast.
I was scratching my mind without giving up. At this time, my younger sister also got up to have breakfast and started talking to my mother. I saw that there was no show and was about to eat and leave. I bet on whether my mother would come to my room later.
My mother touched me with her legs and touched my thighs under the table. I smiled secretly, looking at my mother's expression that she didn't care about, but since I asked for it, I decided to help me with my own consideration, so I used my feet to show that my mother was willing to help me indulge in lust.
I sat down secretly. As long as my sister had sex and left, I would hold my mother's little hand and pull it into the room. I wanted my mother to press the peach buttocks on my legs, or her slender white fingers, holding my cock up and down. When I thought about what to do after I finished, my sister seemed to have no idea of leaving at all. I was so anxious that I kept scratching my mother's right hand at the bottom of the table, as if he signaled that I was full of desire and it would be very uncomfortable if I didn't extinguish it.
My mother was wearing a low-cut short T-T-shoulder. I could see the pair of towering breasts from the side. The left halva ball swayed slightly as my mother's body moved, which made me feel itchy, especially the pair of water-blue bras, which stretched the breasts along the lower-cut edge.
At this time, I had already been on the bottom of the table, caressing my mother's right hand, which was so smooth and tender, and my palms were soft and tender, and I kept touching her, and I temporarily relieved my desire. When my mother saw that her younger sister had started chatting, she was embarrassed to interrupt, so she let me touch her jade hand.
I really want to ask my mother to help me masturbate under the dining table. I scratched it once and put my mother's hand on my jumping trouser. My mother took caressed her slowly for a few times, then stopped and told me with her eyes that it was not possible here.
I had to wait until my little sister finished her meal and walked back to the room in front of me with her round butt. I had already been determined to be so numb that my whole head was so numb that I wanted to ejaculate. My mother leaned her chin on my left shoulder and said to me that she was feeling uncomfortable to bear it?, I was still in the mood to joke, so I had to scratch my hands and lean my mouth towards my mother's mouth. My mother first blocked her and said, "You are at home, what should I do if you are discovered?", I secretly kissed my honey lips. The faint lip scent made me excited on my mouth. I told my mother that this was not good. Then I would have to wait until night to endure the discomfort. I showed a sad expression. My mother thought for a while, lifted her butt in loose shorts, and walked towards her room. I waited outside the door for a while. My mother changed into a short skirt and pushed me to my room. I sat on the chair, and my mother turned around and pressed her tender buttocks against my cock, spreading her legs on my thighs, which looked like she was holding the actress from behind.
We mother and son pointed out that we didn't insert it, we only rubbed our underwear. I first put the penis into my mother's crotch to make my waist twist. Maybe my mother's legs were spreading backwards, and the groove clamped the penis tighter. As the foreskin wrapped the glans, the glans was exposed in my mother's plump and white buttocks, and it was squeezed back. The up and down range was slow at first, slowly rubbed, clamped, and slowly got down. My mother held the chair under his vagina with both hands. I asked behind my mother's ear, Mom... Can you turn the underwear open and put it in, cover it with your underwear, twist and squeeze my penis, and...
I couldn't see my mother's face behind me, but my mother's long wavy hair kept shaking up and down. My mother said softly, "What else is there?" My thighs and waist kept pushing my mother up and down. The movements of the mother and son on the chair were getting bigger and bigger. I said, can I pinch the inner side of your thigh with both hands, so that when I accelerate, it's easier to exert force. My mother started to say a muffled voice in the room. My mother said yes~, so I pinched my mother's thigh with both hands, caressed my legs with my fingers, scratched the tender flesh next to my mother's triangular vagina with my fingertips, making my mother gasp unconsciously, and I felt even more refreshed and hard.
As the penis walked, I had already squeezed in from my panties. Half of my butt was exposed on the left side of my mother's beautiful butt. As my thighs hit, the thighs and butts were swaying everywhere. The upper butt of my butt was shaking constantly. I thought, if I turned the penis down along the butt, it would be the honey pot of the pussy, and under my dick was my mother's panties. I thought of some plots in A card. On the tram, a pervert squeezed the penis from behind the female student, with her penis facing her private parts, constantly twitching back and forth, and even stuffed her penis into her panties. The top of the penis was pussy and underneath the pussy. The entire panties were slippery by the vaginal fluid in the vagina, and the glans kept pushing the front end of the panties forward, and the entire penis rubbed against the slit of the penis.
The female student was rubbing with her vagina. I thought if I could do this to my mother, I wonder how good it would be. I began to imagine twitching my cock in my mother's underwear, the smooth and tender mucus, the feeling of rubbing my underwear in front of the glans. Maybe my mother would also rub my glans with her palms, wrapping it through her underwear. Until after ejaculation, the whole panties were filled with my semen.
I held my mother's willow waist with both hands, and my mother turned to me and said, "Isn't it okay yet... My mother was tossed like you last night, and her thighs and waist were sore. I immediately pulled out of that fantasy. My mother was already willing to help me indulge in lust. How could I be more frugal? What's more, I'm strong and strong. My mother hasn't been bullied like this for a long time, and my body is still adapting to my sexual desire. How could I still imagine that in the end, even inserted the honey pot and raped her directly regardless of my mother's wishes. As the saying goes, I shouldn't just make the sperm fill my brain, letting this sweet mother leave me, and I don't want to relieve my sexual desire for me anymore.
I saw that the glans was almost rubbing in my underwear. I held my mother's front from behind with my right hand, and held the left side of the chair with my left hand, and made my mother lie on the desk. My mother's tired body and the incest teasing of mother and son, after breakfast in the morning, I had an affair in my son's room. Even if it was just a son's indulgence, it was better than before. My son forced her to hold her cock in her hand, her mouth was sucked wildly, and she was harassed all the time, pinching her buttocks, caressing, pinching her breasts, and touching her legs. Did she want to do that?
So my psychological resistance to sexual stimulation is greater than physical, and I am willing to help my son get out of fire. The buttocks twisted on the hospital bed. In fact, when I went to the toilet to wash the fishy black outer pants, my underwear was already wet, but fortunately I didn't wet the bed sheets.
That time I really didn't expect that I would have vaginal fluid. I thought that at most I could itch my private parts, but I didn't want to actively tease and caress it, which made me psychologically full of incest pleasure. I even convinced myself that as long as I didn't insert it, it wouldn't be incest. Isn't this the same as that incest novel?
I just helped my son relieve his desire, not to mention that I have agreed. Do I really want to help my son feel so happy that he ejaculated?
I don’t know, my vagina is itchy and I am so lonely. The night after the washing machine, I masturbated in the room for several hours. I deliberately stuffed my mouth and nose into the pillow, and I was afraid that someone would hear it.
I dare not admit that I crossed this incest world and I am still struggling. After every indulging in love with my son, why can my son always make me orgasm?
It is because the scorching cock, even if it is just rubbing, even if it is just a imagination to imagine my son standing there naked, with a strong body, a height of 183, and a thick and hard penis that stands up to the sky.
After I pulled out my penis from my mother's underwear, I lifted my mother's legs up and let him kneel on my thighs with bent, and my upper body lies in front of the desk like a dog-climbing style, helping my mother's buttocks and slowly moving down. If I were an ordinary person, my tendons began to hurt in this position, and my mother was extremely soft, just like a Japanese kneeling, but her thighs were spread open and her legs were not full.
To be honest, I found that when my mother's legs were pressing on my thighs, the well-proportioned calves pressed on my snow-white thighs. Both legs had their strengths. If my thighs were opened, my mother's legs would be pulled and opened together. If they knew to close, they would open and close. However, I just opened them normally. I scratched my mother's hand. My mother was lying on the table. Seeing me like this, she thrust her upper body, leaned against my chest, and turned her head to look at me sideways. Her eyes were like mèi, her almond eyes were half open, and her whole face was half shy and half enjoyable, but she didn't dare to show it too much. She might be afraid that her son would find that her mother was also in this pleasure. That honey lips said, "What's wrong?"What a numb sound, it’s different from before. Is this the real sound of mother enjoying sex?
I think of my young mother. Whenever my father comes back from the military holiday, I heard that he must be forced directly, regardless of time or place. My mother is a traditional Taiwanese woman. Knowing that her husband has strong sexual desire and is in the army, she can only let him vent his body. Her legs are fucked and weak, so she can't stand up, and she still lie on the bed, letting her husband caress and teasing her. Her private vaginal fluid is dry and wet, and wet and dry.
He also fucked his wife like a wild beast, and taught everything about his mother's life in the future, and knew how to really make men happy and make men crazy about them.
I have heard before that my father fell in love with his mother's beautiful face, especially his expression, which made him usually indifferent and not smile, but when he was in love with him, he knew how to put on a delicate look that made you want it very much, but he was reluctant to let it go too rude. This is why my father was even more violent when he was young.
Until after giving birth to my sister and I, my mother became a mother and began to package herself as a loving mother. She gradually stopped showing off her sexual intercourse outside. As she began to perfunctory her husband, her father also began to relieve her desire outside.
Every time I hear some rumors, saying that my father seems to have a suite in the East District, which specializes in taking women back to sex, but my mother never asks about it and does not take this matter to heart. Instead, she takes care of me and my younger sister wholeheartedly, allowing me to have food and clothing from childhood to adulthood and live a life that is no different from ordinary people.
After hearing this seductive sound, I couldn't help but embrace it, leaned my head on my mother's pink neck, and said with apologies, "Mom... I used to be unbehaved and bullied you, but now I know you are willing, I promise you that I will love you for the rest of my life..." My mother suddenly burst into laughter and said, "When did my mouth feel so sweet?" Not over yet? You are really bullying your mother if you don’t end... Haha, I pressed my cock against my mother’s slit, and through my underwear I could feel the puffing of the mound. I learned last night’s simple intercourse, but yesterday was the front and today was the opposite.
I put my legs together, and my mother's thighs were also clamped up. The tender flesh on the inner thighs and the edges of the private parts, the slight bulge of the honey pot, and my iron pillar-like penis. The glans slowly erected upwards. I scratched my palms and pinched half of the buttocks with five claws on my right hand. My mother glanced at me and said nothing, so she spread her hands and stretched her hands straight down on the desk. Her whole beautiful back was curved like the moon, and her buttocks were naturally pouting. I slid my body down a little, and she clamped my thighs into a flesh wall. She held the willow waist with her left hand and pinched her buttocks with her right hand, and began to swing violently up and down. It was a different flavor with the front of last night.
The mother's moan was filled with the air, but she was very quiet, very low. She should be worried about her sister who was studying in the next room. At this time, I accelerated the thrust on my hips. After all, the pleasure of ejaculation depends on the man's own feelings. After all, women have no telepathy, so they can only know based on experience that you are about to ejaculate, but I don't know when you will actually ejaculate.
My mother knew that my sensitivity was on the glans, so she also put the palm of her palm into a small bowl and placed it under her flat belly. As my glans went up and down, my wrists swayed up and down, rubbing my glans with the flesh of her palms, it was simply the second sexual stimulation. When the flesh walls of my thighs, the palms of my palms were squeezed, and the faint sarcasm, I could no longer hold it back, and the flesh buttocks on my right hand and the buttocks ripples; the willow waist on my left hand and twisted the buttocks, even if I couldn't see my mother's expression, my beautiful back, beautiful hair, and flesh buttocks were in one, and my vision wasThe impact on my butt was clamped, and I pulled my mother's legs apart with both hands, pressed my glans on my mother's vagina, and ejaculated with thick semen through my mother's underwear. My mother seemed to know that her private parts were covered with fishy semen. Although there was only one layer of cotton underwear, when this had reached the critical point of true sexual intercourse, my whole body shook, my whole body was soft and my legs were closed, and I lifted my butt. The whole short skirt had already been pulled to the lower edge of my breast ball, and the vaginal fluid that oozed out of my vagina wet the underwear and flowed down my thighs.
My mother took the toilet paper next to her and sorted it out. My penis was covered with semen and my mother's love fluid. I asked my mother to go to the toilet in the boudoir to take a shower first. I saw that my whole thigh was covered with glossy fluid, and under the lamp, it was even more crystal clear. I thought that when my mother raised her buttocks in the end, the fleshy buttocks trembled. It should be the vaginal fluid caused by the climax. My mother's delicate face when she was sorting out was flushed and panting. She pinched my legs and said, "I can rest all day today, don't scratch my palms, do you know?"At this moment, I scratched my mother's slender hand and said, "Can I let me hug my mother for a while and kiss her?", the mother raised her mouth and looked at the corners of her eyes, her face full of shame and sweetness.
I also thought my mother agreed, hugged her waist, sat on the table, lifted her left foot, pressed her straddle on my legs, held her left hand against my back waist, held her right hand on the left half of my mother's tender buttocks, held her left hand into my chest, and the other hand held her lower body, letting her face face to me. My half-soft penis squeezed each other under my mother's semen panties, while my mother's right half tender buttocks were on my right thigh, and my left foot slightly supported the center of gravity of my body. I walked around from the left side of my mother's back waist to the right waist on one left hand, opened my palm, and hugged my mother's body into my chest at one time.
My mother's eyes were silky and delicate face, so I couldn't help but raise my mother's chin high. After looking at each other with one look, she opened her mouth and sucked wildly. Her soft red lips, sweet saliva, and the fragrant sweat on my mother's body, I gently softened my mother's snow-white buttocks, but after only a few rounds, I was pulled up by my mother's left hand and held it on her waist. She was not allowed to touch it down. My mother's teeth in her mouth, as my tongue kept squeezing, finally opened her teeth and stuck out her tongue.
The mother hadn't kissed her tongue for more than a few years. Her whole tongue technique was awkward. She didn't intend to let her son break the teeth. However, when the son teased her last time, she was already teased by the provocation of her son with her fingers, she was already full of desire. However, she still only let her son suck, bite, pull, and pinch her lip gloss with pink honey cream was under the various kisses of her son.
This time, I finally opened my mouth. The two water dragons were entangled like snakes. Under the guidance of my son, sometimes the two dragons were entangled with each other, and sometimes the tips of their tongues squeezed each other, especially the son's violent sucking, which made his whole head blank. The low-cut breast balls on his chest kept squeezing his son's chest muscles as his chest fluctuated. At this moment, the tenderness of the mother and son after having an affair actually made his mother enjoy the pleasure of incest orgasm at one time.
When my mother's eyes were closed tightly, her breath kept coming out. Woo... Well...
When I heard the sound, my mother opened her eyes, waved her head back, and gently pushed my chest with a pink fist. The two lips on my mouth were still clamped with my lower lip. With this series of movements, I pulled my mother's lower half of her fragrant lips.
Seeing my mother breaking away from my struggle, I let my mother go, and my mother said in my ear that she would not take a shower, and it was noon. I took the opportunity to lick my mother's ear again, and my mother pushed her chest with her elbow and said, "Why did you forget the rules you said?"Will it be the same as before?, I hurriedly said, Mom, I'm sorry...
Even I could hardly hear the sound behind me. Then my mother twisted her hips and left my room with her legs. Looking at the wrinkles on her short skirt, thinking about the brief indulgence just now, she exhaled and went to another toilet to take a shower, washing the mucus all over her legs.
From the morning, my mother cooked some rice for me and my younger sister at noon, and then my mother slept all afternoon. I took my younger sister to accompany me to Starbucks. In fact, I deliberately invited her to eat and accompanied her to Ximending to have fun. I bought a few books at Eslite and tried to make my younger sister happy.
Until I got home at night, I deliberately stopped thinking about the fantasy of my mother. I used to think about raped my mother because I couldn't get it. Now my mother is willing to help me make a fuss, so why should I always think about that kind of pornographic scene that makes me keep trying.
It’s better to let it go and take it one step at a time. Looking at the news at night, the artist mature girl Ge Weiru is forty-five years old and has a pair of thirty-two-D big breasts. She really can’t tell her appearance, but she looks a little different from her mother. That’s a story later. However, those breasts are still competing with some of them under the cleavage squeezed out of the bra. However, if you lack a bra, you will definitely sag, not to mention that she is forty-five years old. Although her mother hasn’t really seen naked, she once saw her mother not wearing a bra at home. At her age in her forties, she can’t tell whether she sags under her clothes. However, the feeling of breast shaking up and down the stairs will be alive in front of you.
I went online to chat with the university senior. This senior specializes in eating virgins, nightclub cafes, with a garage range of eighteen to forty-five, and has home court advantages. What is home advantage?
I just have my own suite outside, which is specially rented for tricks. Because it is rented, I am not afraid of the news.
He saw me online, and as soon as I went online, I said that if I survived a disaster, I would have good luck. Recently, I got another mature woman and said very fucking, and I screamed loudly every time I fucked!.
I typed it and said, "You're so stupid, you're just looking stupid. That face is specialized in lewd wife and a broken virgin, and you can even make a mature woman!"I see that after you finish the next shot, dozens of brothers suddenly appeared behind you, saying that you played with a big brother’s woman, you should beat me up first, and force me to sign a promissory note of 300,000 yuan. You are going to go to the Cowherd shop to be a novice and pay back the money. You are better as a young master, and if you are a little miserable, you will wait for someone to be an anal if you are not killed by anal then. Then don’t tell the eight big words you said, swallow the mantra of the eight characters yourself and keep it for good.
I saw a lot of swear words on my screen. There was no way, college is like this. No one is talking like this. Even the head of our department said that it is better to read it out and liven up your mind. It is naturally remembered in my mind, but I always read it in my mind, so I am full of nonsense.
The senior knew that practicing crazy talk more often would just swell his face, so he sent a photo. I looked at it and found that the middle-aged woman was really beautiful. She was taken in the room. On the side, she had a pair of beautiful feet wearing high heels, sexy pantyhose, two black buckle ropes on her butt, and her stockings and underwear were buckled together. The butt was completely trapped inside, which was really seductive.
A sentence came from the dialogue column: Damn, I will say one thing you say ten words. This mature woman is known to me on the Internet. She is a woman who is doing insurance. Although she has regular sexual behavior with her husband, you also know that she is as good as a tiger in her forties and wants to have sex. After that, the seniors brag about his sexual skills and various lewd photos of the woman.
I think about it carefully. Now that the Internet is developed, not only young people are open to sex. I never thought that even married women would have affair with their husbands. I thought of my mother, would she have had sex with other men before, or carried a man as young as me, pressing on the hotel bed, constantly twitching her lower body, making her mother whine, one more time higher than the other.
Thinking of this, I didn't dare to think about it anymore. How could other strange men let other strange men enjoy their mother's body? But I think maybe I was too worried. In addition to taking care of us in my early years, my mother also studied various music cultures and classical history. She should not have time to go out for an affair, but I was just guessing it myself. I thought I should invade slowly bit by bit, and decided to start by indulging in lust, and I could caress my mother, otherwise my hands would be there, and I wanted to pinch, touch and rub the plump and fleshy buttocks, but it didn't work. The pair of towering breasts, breasts, shaking in front of my eyes, making my face full of frankincense, wouldn't work. The pair of snow-white thighs, slender calves, golden lotus and jade feet, still not.
Only those white green onion fingers, soft and tender palms, and the slippery back of the hand can be touched and scratched, at most it will be stuck, kissing the watery pink lips, sucking the warm tongue, smelling the fragrant sweat and jade neck, and licking the sensitive earlobe.
I told myself, be slow, not hurry, my luck finally turned back, my mother was still resisting incest, and now she was just willing to help me indulge indulgence. But her cold personality, arrogant attitude towards outsiders, and her own rational line and morality are not easy to give her whole body to her only son. Even if the orgasm that I was teased by me was flowing, and she enjoyed the pleasure of having sex with her mother and son, it was only limited to home.
I secretly opened my mother's boudoir and wanted to tell her to get up and stop sleeping, so as not to be unable to sleep at night. Unexpectedly, the door was not closed or locked, so I pushed the door open by myself. After going out with my younger sister in the afternoon, my younger sister went to the library, and when I got back, my mother was still sleeping, so I came to the door of the boudoir.
Except for using underwear to pistols, I secretly entered my mother's room when she was not here before. Now when I went in, my mother was unhappy when she saw me in, but I didn't care about him. After all, I had a reason, and it was not for my own dick again?
I slowly walked in and saw my mother lying on the bed with me on her back. The bed was a spring bed for two people, wearing a goose yellow bed cover and covered with a bamboo mat for cooling off. My mother was wearing a translucent pajama, which was a lilac one-piece pajama. Some parts of the dress were embroidered with rose embroidery, and the embroidery was dark purple, and the lilac was translucent. The whole piece of tulle material was soft, light, loose and easy to sleep. I held my breath and walked close to the side of the bed.I secretly looked closely behind my kiss, and saw my mother's hair radiating on her cheeks and pillows, which looked decadent and more wild. Her body was rising and falling with her breathing. Two silk-like straps on her pajama shoulders were wrapped around her mother's shoulders. I looked at the rose embroidery wrapped around her side breasts. My mother was not wearing a bra. I wanted to go around my mother's front chest and look at the pair of pink and white breast balls, but I was afraid of being discovered, so I gave up.
Unfortunately, the dark purple color made me unable to see my breasts and nipples. I could only imagine the tender breasts under the pajamas when I was harassing my mother before, and I used to rub them, pinch them, and press them on my fingers. I moved my gaze to my mother's beautiful back, and my eyes gradually went down to my favorite buttocks. Under the translucent pajamas, my mother wore a black thong, which immediately made me fantasize. I wanted to ask my mother to wear this little Ding, and directly use the elastic and shaking buttocks ass to directly past my cock. Thinking of this, I swallowed and continued to look at the white breasts, the tender flesh on my private parts and legs. I didn't know how many times I had cummed my penis.
Those strong and slender calves, I imagine that my mother was wearing the seductive translucent black stockings on her knees, and plucked my cock with the bottom of her soles, so that my stockings stimulated my surface, rubbed my glans with her toes, and my mother sat on a high place, and that queen-like downward was also a role-playing role in another incest novel.
I really wanted to climb onto the bed, learn the A-piece, lie behind my mother, lift my mother's right foot, stuff my head behind my mother's neck, suck the charming fragrance, pull the thong a slit, squeeze the cock directly up from below, and thrust it in the vagina without being straightened. The mother and son kept swinging back and forth on the bed, but my mother deliberately pretended not to know, and let me push the honey pot and the vaginal fluid flowed and the saliva that I licked.
Unfortunately, after I got back to reality, I could only pat my dick, retreated to the door, and made a little sound to wake up my mother who was sleeping. My mother knew that she had died of sleep, so she didn't blame me for entering her boudoir. I had to go back to my room and surf the webpage online.
It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening. I was a little hungry and wanted to drive to Shilin Night Market to buy some eggs, oyster omelettes to eat. In fact, I had wanted to eat them for a long time before, but today I was greedy. I asked my mother and younger sister if they wanted to eat them. My younger sister said she didn't get used to eating and drinking at night, which was not good for her health. I had to take the car keys, walked to my mother, and asked her to accompany me. I said it was difficult to drive there, and you know, so I asked my mother, you can accompany me, and then I got out of the car and bought it and accompany me to pull it. OK?My mother had known for a long time that I wanted to be alone with her again, so she had to change her clothes casually, wear a pink sleeveless short T-T, a pair of narrow tube low-waist jeans, and a pair of high heels. My mother said she would not get out of the car, and she drove when she went there. I said yes, but my mother said she couldn't touch me in the car, do you know?, I nodded and said, "Driving is safe." Then my mother laughed and said, "Let's go."
I rarely see my mother dressed up so young, with long false eyelashes and heavy makeup on her. If she took a 45-degree angle from top to bottom like those unknown selfies, she might not be able to recognize her. She was an elderly mother. Thinking of this, my mother had already driven to the night market near the night market. There were cars all the way along the way. After finally finding an empty seat, my mother said that it would take too long to stop, so I hurried to buy something I like. I didn’t eat Shilin big chicken chops. There was a crowd in line, and the fuck was waiting for me to arrive, and my mother also went home to sleep.
I bought my favorite oyster omelette and soup, and hurried into the car. My mother said, "Why are you so fast?", I mean, I don’t want to let Mom, you wait for too long, not to mention that I also thought about Mom. My mother smiled and drove back to her home community. Looking at the parking lot reminded me of the time when my mother was forced by me before.
I scratched my mother's hand in the car, but my mother was reluctant to say that the car was crowded here, what should I do if someone passed by? Are you doing it when you go home? , I was already overwhelmed with desire, I asked, Mom... It's itchy, it's here, you just use your hands. My mother turned her head to the side and turned her upper body toward me. I took out the cock myself. Although it was not very hard, I was half-erenched. My mother's slender hand held my cock and gently stroked it up and down. I pushed my mother's long wavy hair away with my hand so that I could see my mother's face more clearly.
The shy look made me feel even more itchy when I saw it. My mother's right hand twisted up and turned down again, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes squeezed the glans with her fingertips, sometimes holding the whole piece with her palm. First, she held it up and stroked it, and penetrated the glans through the interweaving, hands, and fingertips, making my penis tremble. My mother leaned her face on my right shoulder, and I leaned my head to my mother's mouth, touched the back of my mother's hand. My half-open eyes and long false eyelashes were like the middle-aged lewd mature woman. The sober look that was so enticing, the three souls and seven spirits were almost hooked, not to mention that my lower body was still in my mother's hands, rubbing up and down constantly.
I kissed my mother's nose gently, slowly lowered her lower lips, and used my own half of her lips to clamp her upper and lower lips, then kissed her deeply, and started lingering. Her tongue kept stirring in her mouth, sucking the honey-like saliva. My mother was kissed like this hard, but she unconsciously stopped her hand movements. I let go of my mother's lips and looked at her whole oval cheeks red again. I was kissing my mother's ears and asked in her ears, "My mother... can I help me with oral sex?"My mother looked at me, and her expression was a little unwilling to carry it. My mother said, "Can't you use your hands?", I said that my little sister was waiting for us to come back upstairs. I was afraid that time would delay too long. If you are willing to brag, you should be faster.
My mother straightened her chest, pushed her hair back, took out a hairpin, and fixed her head into a bunch behind her. My mother said she was afraid of getting her hair dirty, so she gently touched her hair and pressed her head down to my lower body. My mother's red lips, cherry mouth, soft and tender lips, was finally willing to suck my cock for me. I felt so happy inside that I was very satisfied. In the past, I was very satisfied just by playing pistols, but now I am actually using her cherry mouth to relieve my cock.
My mother first blew a faint cool breeze around my cock, blowing up along the scrotum, cock, and glans, making my penis tremble. I looked at me with a naughty look. When I saw that my mother didn't hold it in, I said, "Mom... Hurry up..." My mother then put the cock into her mouth, but she didn't touch the tongue. It was like a finger putting into a bottle, up, down, and left and right. My mother kept venting warm heat in her mouth. Seeing what my brows were like, she closed her lips, connected to the glans and the base of her penis, and sucked tightly in her mouth. The wet cavity wall in the mouth and the fat and soft surface were filled with fine particles. Without any large-scale movements up and down, I had already spread my legs, head to the sky, and exhale long breath.
Although my mother was having a blowjob for me on the side in the car, although she was limited in space and had a pressing time issue, my mother was not too careless when she helped me blow the trumpet for me for the first time. Unlike some traditional restaurant girls who brought her out of the hotel and asked her to blow for the guests in the car first, the standard process of A-film is to keep sucking, and her hands are always putting her out with a hard time. She will look at you with some professional standards. She will blow until you ejaculate, spit out semen onto toilet paper, and then throw it to the car window, waiting to go to the hotel to let the guests have fun, and then collect the money.
My mother not only sucked my cock, but also looked at my expression to determine the degree of stimulation. If she divides the cock into half, she will start to use her mouth and then lick her, rub her back and rub her condom; sometimes she will lick the cuff, sometimes she will focus on the sensitive parts of the glans, and she may not finish the details, so she will describe it briefly.
I looked at my mother's water-absorbing sound, just like the ramen sound on TV. My mother twisted her head, circled my glans with her spiritual tongue, licked it up, and reached the surface of the glans, and pushed the tongue into an O-shaped shape, wrapping the glans and the cock under her, from top to bottom, then came up, and opened her mouth and sucked it up and down quickly in her mouth. My glans kept erecting my mother's left mouth, pushing my mother's rosy left cheek out of a protruding shape. I felt itchy, and I kept caressing my mother's pink neck, and my mouth was utterly...
My mother saw that I was almost done, so she straightened her head and started to suck it up and down with big movements, almost sucking the whole piece into her mouth. Unfortunately, I didn't dare to press my mother's head with my hand, otherwise I would have a deep throat. I suddenly saw a headlight shining towards us, and my mother and I stopped moving at the same time.
I cursed in my heart and was about to come out... My mother raised her head and looked at it. It turned out that it was passing by. I looked at my mother's face and said, "Mom... It's almost done. After a moment, my mother shook her head slightly and said, "When I get off the car, I'll see it..." I kept putting my hands on the back of my mother's head and pressing it gently. I said, "Mom... So hurry up... I won't notice it... After my mother looked at me, she shouted coquettishly...
I put my penis in my mouth once, and I didn’t have many tricks this time. Maybe I was worried about being seen, so I sucked it up and down very mechanically. However, the speed, the lubricity of saliva, the sound of absorbing water, and the teasing I had for fifteen minutes before, I couldn’t help it anymore. The glans seemed to be itchy and couldn’t scratch it. As a result, someone finally came to help you scratch it. I hurriedly pulled up my mother’s head. The toilet paper on my right hand was ready, and immediately covered the glans and let the semen soak the paper. The whole whole thing was wet and sticky at the front of the glans. My mother was helping me with her hands, and then I lay back and said, “Mom… Your mouth is too... OK.” My mother threw the toilet paper into the garbage bag in the car and saw if there was any untreated inside the car. After patrolling around, she took the bottle of water, rinsed her mouth, walked out of the car, and vomited all the smelly semen in her mouth and dirt on the glans.
At this time, I hugged my mother, kissed her slutty little hand as usual, and then went upstairs quickly. The one I bought for the night had already become cold for a long time.
My mother returned to that indifferent expression. At night, I saw my mother in the living room, looking at the article on VAIONB, wearing a frameless black glasses, placing her hair with a big clip on the back, wearing a loose T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T
Indulging in lust for his son, and the mother may not know that she is actually enjoying the process. The incest affair between mother and son and the lust of raping each other is said to have never come out of the mountain in the early rural China in the mountains. As the son grows up, he actually treats his mother as the object of venting desire, and the mother also acquiesced to his son's behavior.
I thought about the future, and I should have a better mother. I regard my mother as my kind mother and my lover. Of course, I will still have a girlfriend at school, otherwise I will be suffocating me to death. Whenever I come back from vacation, I will scratch my mother's little hands and let my mother indulge in me once.
The stories afterwards need not be said much. After returning to school, I worked normally, and my sister was not young, so I quit my job as a work student. However, I also think it's okay, because my sister has only asked me to train her since then, but I don't insert it. On the one hand, I'm afraid that my sister will make fakes and become real, so I never do anything randomly.
When I had sex with Sister Dandan, I was only fucked by Sister Dandan after being during the New Year when my mother was having sex with Sister Dandan. Then I returned to campus again. Because I made up with my mother, I only rode my bike to Sister Dandan’s apartment when I contacted me on the fly to relieve the itch in the mature woman’s vagina.
The memories I had in the future were still very long, but they were all about how my mother and I had a love affair and where I was warm, but I didn’t have much impression of it. After the oral sex, the time went by, and my mother also began to let me caress her body freely in the process. In the end, I didn’t even need to use the regulations for sluts. As long as the mother and son communicated with each other with their eyes, they would have a tacit understanding of each other. I think this kind of love understanding, if it wasn’t for a long time, it would be impossible to understand each other like this. There are deep memories later that my mother asked me to insert it into her for the first time. It was when she was in a hot spring hotel. The details were a bit long, so I won’t say much.
Later I want to tell you that mother-son incest is not something that everyone will have. There are many factors to have this kind of incest idea. There is still a gap between Oedipus complex and Oedipus incest. If my mother hadn’t given birth to me early and knew how to take care of herself, plus family factors, and my personal Oedipus complex, I think it wouldn’t have happened so naturally this time.
In the open society of Taiwan, when you walk on the road, you will feel half soft when you see it. You don’t dare to kiss and dare to go to bed. I am just a few examples like this. Of course, my mother has been eaten a lot of tofu outside. There is a saying that goes, there are no ugly women, only lazy women. My mother is just good at taking care of herself, so she has a good figure.
Last time, the washing machine was on the front, and I tried it from the back, but that was a story later.
Next, I will talk about a few articles about my and my mother’s affection and breakthrough points.
Their names are that my mother is willing to help me suck my penis, and that during the affair, I can touch my body. The key point is that my mother's mouth is willing to help me blow, but things are not so easy to succeed.
I remember that I had to leave it for a week, but later because I could keep it warm with my mother, I notified the school that I would not go back a month later.
Tonight, I ended my brief intercourse with my mother on the washing machine board, and rubbed her thigh vagina until she ejaculated.
I lay on the bed, and after seeing the still firm cock, I started to strode myself, thinking of my mother's shy face, delicious little mouth, and the muffled expression of moaning, I could harden it anyway.
I tiptoed and leaned my ear against the door of my mother's boudoir to see if I could hear my mother masturbating and moaning. I guess my mother hadn't been so irritated for a long time, but unfortunately I didn't hear anything. I could only sleep with my cock and didn't want to waste my semen on my masturbation. It was better to rely on my mother's body to vent it out.
In the morning, my mother had breakfast at the dining table. I was eating the Yonghe soy milk I bought next to my mother. The dining table was a dark green marble round table, and even the stone chairs were small, but extremely heavy. I could only drag them by hand. My father liked to buy antiques, and even the chairs at home were carved from Chinese style wood. I kept talking to my mother. When my mother saw me staring at him, her expression was not as proactive as last night, nor was she so enthusiastic.
I said, Mom~ Is this soy milk nourishing my body?After saying that, he immediately scratched his mother's arm. His mother frowned slightly and said, "Everyone has eaten, do you want to nourish your body now?"I was cooking sesame oil chicken for you to eat at night, and I could hear my tone was a little cold. After all, after passionate incest, my head calmed down a lot.
I deliberately moved my head behind my mother's ear and said slowly that after the fire broke out last night, it was too comfortable and hard for the whole night, so it was very special in the morning... I raised my body and showed my mother my crotch. The raised high crotch meant my swollen penis. My mother didn't say anything and continued.
It's here again. Every time I play this trick, I can turn off the fire and light it up, making me feel happy. However, although I have a scene of raping my mother in my mind thousands of times, I can't beat the real mother's buttocks squeezed her cock. I had to sit down alone and continue to eat my breakfast.
I was scratching my mind without giving up. At this time, my younger sister also got up to have breakfast and started talking to my mother. I saw that there was no show and was about to eat and leave. I bet on whether my mother would come to my room later.
My mother touched me with her legs and touched my thighs under the table. I smiled secretly, looking at my mother's expression that she didn't care about, but since I asked for it, I decided to help me with my own consideration, so I used my feet to show that my mother was willing to help me indulge in lust.
I sat down secretly. As long as my sister had sex and left, I would hold my mother's little hand and pull it into the room. I wanted my mother to press the peach buttocks on my legs, or her slender white fingers, holding my cock up and down. When I thought about what to do after I finished, my sister seemed to have no idea of leaving at all. I was so anxious that I kept scratching my mother's right hand at the bottom of the table, as if he signaled that I was full of desire and it would be very uncomfortable if I didn't extinguish it.
My mother was wearing a low-cut short T-T-shoulder. I could see the pair of towering breasts from the side. The left halva ball swayed slightly as my mother's body moved, which made me feel itchy, especially the pair of water-blue bras, which stretched the breasts along the lower-cut edge.
At this time, I had already been on the bottom of the table, caressing my mother's right hand, which was so smooth and tender, and my palms were soft and tender, and I kept touching her, and I temporarily relieved my desire. When my mother saw that her younger sister had started chatting, she was embarrassed to interrupt, so she let me touch her jade hand.
I really want to ask my mother to help me masturbate under the dining table. I scratched it once and put my mother's hand on my jumping trouser. My mother took caressed her slowly for a few times, then stopped and told me with her eyes that it was not possible here.
I had to wait until my little sister finished her meal and walked back to the room in front of me with her round butt. I had already been determined to be so numb that my whole head was so numb that I wanted to ejaculate. My mother leaned her chin on my left shoulder and said to me that she was feeling uncomfortable to bear it?, I was still in the mood to joke, so I had to scratch my hands and lean my mouth towards my mother's mouth. My mother first blocked her and said, "You are at home, what should I do if you are discovered?", I secretly kissed my honey lips. The faint lip scent made me excited on my mouth. I told my mother that this was not good. Then I would have to wait until night to endure the discomfort. I showed a sad expression. My mother thought for a while, lifted her butt in loose shorts, and walked towards her room. I waited outside the door for a while. My mother changed into a short skirt and pushed me to my room. I sat on the chair, and my mother turned around and pressed her tender buttocks against my cock, spreading her legs on my thighs, which looked like she was holding the actress from behind.
We mother and son pointed out that we didn't insert it, we only rubbed our underwear. I first put the penis into my mother's crotch to make my waist twist. Maybe my mother's legs were spreading backwards, and the groove clamped the penis tighter. As the foreskin wrapped the glans, the glans was exposed in my mother's plump and white buttocks, and it was squeezed back. The up and down range was slow at first, slowly rubbed, clamped, and slowly got down. My mother held the chair under his vagina with both hands. I asked behind my mother's ear, Mom... Can you turn the underwear open and put it in, cover it with your underwear, twist and squeeze my penis, and...
I couldn't see my mother's face behind me, but my mother's long wavy hair kept shaking up and down. My mother said softly, "What else is there?" My thighs and waist kept pushing my mother up and down. The movements of the mother and son on the chair were getting bigger and bigger. I said, can I pinch the inner side of your thigh with both hands, so that when I accelerate, it's easier to exert force. My mother started to say a muffled voice in the room. My mother said yes~, so I pinched my mother's thigh with both hands, caressed my legs with my fingers, scratched the tender flesh next to my mother's triangular vagina with my fingertips, making my mother gasp unconsciously, and I felt even more refreshed and hard.
As the penis walked, I had already squeezed in from my panties. Half of my butt was exposed on the left side of my mother's beautiful butt. As my thighs hit, the thighs and butts were swaying everywhere. The upper butt of my butt was shaking constantly. I thought, if I turned the penis down along the butt, it would be the honey pot of the pussy, and under my dick was my mother's panties. I thought of some plots in A card. On the tram, a pervert squeezed the penis from behind the female student, with her penis facing her private parts, constantly twitching back and forth, and even stuffed her penis into her panties. The top of the penis was pussy and underneath the pussy. The entire panties were slippery by the vaginal fluid in the vagina, and the glans kept pushing the front end of the panties forward, and the entire penis rubbed against the slit of the penis.
The female student was rubbing with her vagina. I thought if I could do this to my mother, I wonder how good it would be. I began to imagine twitching my cock in my mother's underwear, the smooth and tender mucus, the feeling of rubbing my underwear in front of the glans. Maybe my mother would also rub my glans with her palms, wrapping it through her underwear. Until after ejaculation, the whole panties were filled with my semen.
I held my mother's willow waist with both hands, and my mother turned to me and said, "Isn't it okay yet... My mother was tossed like you last night, and her thighs and waist were sore. I immediately pulled out of that fantasy. My mother was already willing to help me indulge in lust. How could I be more frugal? What's more, I'm strong and strong. My mother hasn't been bullied like this for a long time, and my body is still adapting to my sexual desire. How could I still imagine that in the end, even inserted the honey pot and raped her directly regardless of my mother's wishes. As the saying goes, I shouldn't just make the sperm fill my brain, letting this sweet mother leave me, and I don't want to relieve my sexual desire for me anymore.
I saw that the glans was almost rubbing in my underwear. I held my mother's front from behind with my right hand, and held the left side of the chair with my left hand, and made my mother lie on the desk. My mother's tired body and the incest teasing of mother and son, after breakfast in the morning, I had an affair in my son's room. Even if it was just a son's indulgence, it was better than before. My son forced her to hold her cock in her hand, her mouth was sucked wildly, and she was harassed all the time, pinching her buttocks, caressing, pinching her breasts, and touching her legs. Did she want to do that?
So my psychological resistance to sexual stimulation is greater than physical, and I am willing to help my son get out of fire. The buttocks twisted on the hospital bed. In fact, when I went to the toilet to wash the fishy black outer pants, my underwear was already wet, but fortunately I didn't wet the bed sheets.
That time I really didn't expect that I would have vaginal fluid. I thought that at most I could itch my private parts, but I didn't want to actively tease and caress it, which made me psychologically full of incest pleasure. I even convinced myself that as long as I didn't insert it, it wouldn't be incest. Isn't this the same as that incest novel?
I just helped my son relieve his desire, not to mention that I have agreed. Do I really want to help my son feel so happy that he ejaculated?
I don’t know, my vagina is itchy and I am so lonely. The night after the washing machine, I masturbated in the room for several hours. I deliberately stuffed my mouth and nose into the pillow, and I was afraid that someone would hear it.
I dare not admit that I crossed this incest world and I am still struggling. After every indulging in love with my son, why can my son always make me orgasm?
It is because the scorching cock, even if it is just rubbing, even if it is just a imagination to imagine my son standing there naked, with a strong body, a height of 183, and a thick and hard penis that stands up to the sky.
After I pulled out my penis from my mother's underwear, I lifted my mother's legs up and let him kneel on my thighs with bent, and my upper body lies in front of the desk like a dog-climbing style, helping my mother's buttocks and slowly moving down. If I were an ordinary person, my tendons began to hurt in this position, and my mother was extremely soft, just like a Japanese kneeling, but her thighs were spread open and her legs were not full.
To be honest, I found that when my mother's legs were pressing on my thighs, the well-proportioned calves pressed on my snow-white thighs. Both legs had their strengths. If my thighs were opened, my mother's legs would be pulled and opened together. If they knew to close, they would open and close. However, I just opened them normally. I scratched my mother's hand. My mother was lying on the table. Seeing me like this, she thrust her upper body, leaned against my chest, and turned her head to look at me sideways. Her eyes were like mèi, her almond eyes were half open, and her whole face was half shy and half enjoyable, but she didn't dare to show it too much. She might be afraid that her son would find that her mother was also in this pleasure. That honey lips said, "What's wrong?"What a numb sound, it’s different from before. Is this the real sound of mother enjoying sex?
I think of my young mother. Whenever my father comes back from the military holiday, I heard that he must be forced directly, regardless of time or place. My mother is a traditional Taiwanese woman. Knowing that her husband has strong sexual desire and is in the army, she can only let him vent his body. Her legs are fucked and weak, so she can't stand up, and she still lie on the bed, letting her husband caress and teasing her. Her private vaginal fluid is dry and wet, and wet and dry.
He also fucked his wife like a wild beast, and taught everything about his mother's life in the future, and knew how to really make men happy and make men crazy about them.
I have heard before that my father fell in love with his mother's beautiful face, especially his expression, which made him usually indifferent and not smile, but when he was in love with him, he knew how to put on a delicate look that made you want it very much, but he was reluctant to let it go too rude. This is why my father was even more violent when he was young.
Until after giving birth to my sister and I, my mother became a mother and began to package herself as a loving mother. She gradually stopped showing off her sexual intercourse outside. As she began to perfunctory her husband, her father also began to relieve her desire outside.
Every time I hear some rumors, saying that my father seems to have a suite in the East District, which specializes in taking women back to sex, but my mother never asks about it and does not take this matter to heart. Instead, she takes care of me and my younger sister wholeheartedly, allowing me to have food and clothing from childhood to adulthood and live a life that is no different from ordinary people.
After hearing this seductive sound, I couldn't help but embrace it, leaned my head on my mother's pink neck, and said with apologies, "Mom... I used to be unbehaved and bullied you, but now I know you are willing, I promise you that I will love you for the rest of my life..." My mother suddenly burst into laughter and said, "When did my mouth feel so sweet?" Not over yet? You are really bullying your mother if you don’t end... Haha, I pressed my cock against my mother’s slit, and through my underwear I could feel the puffing of the mound. I learned last night’s simple intercourse, but yesterday was the front and today was the opposite.
I put my legs together, and my mother's thighs were also clamped up. The tender flesh on the inner thighs and the edges of the private parts, the slight bulge of the honey pot, and my iron pillar-like penis. The glans slowly erected upwards. I scratched my palms and pinched half of the buttocks with five claws on my right hand. My mother glanced at me and said nothing, so she spread her hands and stretched her hands straight down on the desk. Her whole beautiful back was curved like the moon, and her buttocks were naturally pouting. I slid my body down a little, and she clamped my thighs into a flesh wall. She held the willow waist with her left hand and pinched her buttocks with her right hand, and began to swing violently up and down. It was a different flavor with the front of last night.
The mother's moan was filled with the air, but she was very quiet, very low. She should be worried about her sister who was studying in the next room. At this time, I accelerated the thrust on my hips. After all, the pleasure of ejaculation depends on the man's own feelings. After all, women have no telepathy, so they can only know based on experience that you are about to ejaculate, but I don't know when you will actually ejaculate.
My mother knew that my sensitivity was on the glans, so she also put the palm of her palm into a small bowl and placed it under her flat belly. As my glans went up and down, my wrists swayed up and down, rubbing my glans with the flesh of her palms, it was simply the second sexual stimulation. When the flesh walls of my thighs, the palms of my palms were squeezed, and the faint sarcasm, I could no longer hold it back, and the flesh buttocks on my right hand and the buttocks ripples; the willow waist on my left hand and twisted the buttocks, even if I couldn't see my mother's expression, my beautiful back, beautiful hair, and flesh buttocks were in one, and my vision wasThe impact on my butt was clamped, and I pulled my mother's legs apart with both hands, pressed my glans on my mother's vagina, and ejaculated with thick semen through my mother's underwear. My mother seemed to know that her private parts were covered with fishy semen. Although there was only one layer of cotton underwear, when this had reached the critical point of true sexual intercourse, my whole body shook, my whole body was soft and my legs were closed, and I lifted my butt. The whole short skirt had already been pulled to the lower edge of my breast ball, and the vaginal fluid that oozed out of my vagina wet the underwear and flowed down my thighs.
My mother took the toilet paper next to her and sorted it out. My penis was covered with semen and my mother's love fluid. I asked my mother to go to the toilet in the boudoir to take a shower first. I saw that my whole thigh was covered with glossy fluid, and under the lamp, it was even more crystal clear. I thought that when my mother raised her buttocks in the end, the fleshy buttocks trembled. It should be the vaginal fluid caused by the climax. My mother's delicate face when she was sorting out was flushed and panting. She pinched my legs and said, "I can rest all day today, don't scratch my palms, do you know?"At this moment, I scratched my mother's slender hand and said, "Can I let me hug my mother for a while and kiss her?", the mother raised her mouth and looked at the corners of her eyes, her face full of shame and sweetness.
I also thought my mother agreed, hugged her waist, sat on the table, lifted her left foot, pressed her straddle on my legs, held her left hand against my back waist, held her right hand on the left half of my mother's tender buttocks, held her left hand into my chest, and the other hand held her lower body, letting her face face to me. My half-soft penis squeezed each other under my mother's semen panties, while my mother's right half tender buttocks were on my right thigh, and my left foot slightly supported the center of gravity of my body. I walked around from the left side of my mother's back waist to the right waist on one left hand, opened my palm, and hugged my mother's body into my chest at one time.
My mother's eyes were silky and delicate face, so I couldn't help but raise my mother's chin high. After looking at each other with one look, she opened her mouth and sucked wildly. Her soft red lips, sweet saliva, and the fragrant sweat on my mother's body, I gently softened my mother's snow-white buttocks, but after only a few rounds, I was pulled up by my mother's left hand and held it on her waist. She was not allowed to touch it down. My mother's teeth in her mouth, as my tongue kept squeezing, finally opened her teeth and stuck out her tongue.
The mother hadn't kissed her tongue for more than a few years. Her whole tongue technique was awkward. She didn't intend to let her son break the teeth. However, when the son teased her last time, she was already teased by the provocation of her son with her fingers, she was already full of desire. However, she still only let her son suck, bite, pull, and pinch her lip gloss with pink honey cream was under the various kisses of her son.
This time, I finally opened my mouth. The two water dragons were entangled like snakes. Under the guidance of my son, sometimes the two dragons were entangled with each other, and sometimes the tips of their tongues squeezed each other, especially the son's violent sucking, which made his whole head blank. The low-cut breast balls on his chest kept squeezing his son's chest muscles as his chest fluctuated. At this moment, the tenderness of the mother and son after having an affair actually made his mother enjoy the pleasure of incest orgasm at one time.
When my mother's eyes were closed tightly, her breath kept coming out. Woo... Well...
When I heard the sound, my mother opened her eyes, waved her head back, and gently pushed my chest with a pink fist. The two lips on my mouth were still clamped with my lower lip. With this series of movements, I pulled my mother's lower half of her fragrant lips.
Seeing my mother breaking away from my struggle, I let my mother go, and my mother said in my ear that she would not take a shower, and it was noon. I took the opportunity to lick my mother's ear again, and my mother pushed her chest with her elbow and said, "Why did you forget the rules you said?"Will it be the same as before?, I hurriedly said, Mom, I'm sorry...
Even I could hardly hear the sound behind me. Then my mother twisted her hips and left my room with her legs. Looking at the wrinkles on her short skirt, thinking about the brief indulgence just now, she exhaled and went to another toilet to take a shower, washing the mucus all over her legs.
From the morning, my mother cooked some rice for me and my younger sister at noon, and then my mother slept all afternoon. I took my younger sister to accompany me to Starbucks. In fact, I deliberately invited her to eat and accompanied her to Ximending to have fun. I bought a few books at Eslite and tried to make my younger sister happy.
Until I got home at night, I deliberately stopped thinking about the fantasy of my mother. I used to think about raped my mother because I couldn't get it. Now my mother is willing to help me make a fuss, so why should I always think about that kind of pornographic scene that makes me keep trying.
It’s better to let it go and take it one step at a time. Looking at the news at night, the artist mature girl Ge Weiru is forty-five years old and has a pair of thirty-two-D big breasts. She really can’t tell her appearance, but she looks a little different from her mother. That’s a story later. However, those breasts are still competing with some of them under the cleavage squeezed out of the bra. However, if you lack a bra, you will definitely sag, not to mention that she is forty-five years old. Although her mother hasn’t really seen naked, she once saw her mother not wearing a bra at home. At her age in her forties, she can’t tell whether she sags under her clothes. However, the feeling of breast shaking up and down the stairs will be alive in front of you.
I went online to chat with the university senior. This senior specializes in eating virgins, nightclub cafes, with a garage range of eighteen to forty-five, and has home court advantages. What is home advantage?
I just have my own suite outside, which is specially rented for tricks. Because it is rented, I am not afraid of the news.
He saw me online, and as soon as I went online, I said that if I survived a disaster, I would have good luck. Recently, I got another mature woman and said very fucking, and I screamed loudly every time I fucked!.
I typed it and said, "You're so stupid, you're just looking stupid. That face is specialized in lewd wife and a broken virgin, and you can even make a mature woman!"I see that after you finish the next shot, dozens of brothers suddenly appeared behind you, saying that you played with a big brother’s woman, you should beat me up first, and force me to sign a promissory note of 300,000 yuan. You are going to go to the Cowherd shop to be a novice and pay back the money. You are better as a young master, and if you are a little miserable, you will wait for someone to be an anal if you are not killed by anal then. Then don’t tell the eight big words you said, swallow the mantra of the eight characters yourself and keep it for good.
I saw a lot of swear words on my screen. There was no way, college is like this. No one is talking like this. Even the head of our department said that it is better to read it out and liven up your mind. It is naturally remembered in my mind, but I always read it in my mind, so I am full of nonsense.
The senior knew that practicing crazy talk more often would just swell his face, so he sent a photo. I looked at it and found that the middle-aged woman was really beautiful. She was taken in the room. On the side, she had a pair of beautiful feet wearing high heels, sexy pantyhose, two black buckle ropes on her butt, and her stockings and underwear were buckled together. The butt was completely trapped inside, which was really seductive.
A sentence came from the dialogue column: Damn, I will say one thing you say ten words. This mature woman is known to me on the Internet. She is a woman who is doing insurance. Although she has regular sexual behavior with her husband, you also know that she is as good as a tiger in her forties and wants to have sex. After that, the seniors brag about his sexual skills and various lewd photos of the woman.
I think about it carefully. Now that the Internet is developed, not only young people are open to sex. I never thought that even married women would have affair with their husbands. I thought of my mother, would she have had sex with other men before, or carried a man as young as me, pressing on the hotel bed, constantly twitching her lower body, making her mother whine, one more time higher than the other.
Thinking of this, I didn't dare to think about it anymore. How could other strange men let other strange men enjoy their mother's body? But I think maybe I was too worried. In addition to taking care of us in my early years, my mother also studied various music cultures and classical history. She should not have time to go out for an affair, but I was just guessing it myself. I thought I should invade slowly bit by bit, and decided to start by indulging in lust, and I could caress my mother, otherwise my hands would be there, and I wanted to pinch, touch and rub the plump and fleshy buttocks, but it didn't work. The pair of towering breasts, breasts, shaking in front of my eyes, making my face full of frankincense, wouldn't work. The pair of snow-white thighs, slender calves, golden lotus and jade feet, still not.
Only those white green onion fingers, soft and tender palms, and the slippery back of the hand can be touched and scratched, at most it will be stuck, kissing the watery pink lips, sucking the warm tongue, smelling the fragrant sweat and jade neck, and licking the sensitive earlobe.
I told myself, be slow, not hurry, my luck finally turned back, my mother was still resisting incest, and now she was just willing to help me indulge indulgence. But her cold personality, arrogant attitude towards outsiders, and her own rational line and morality are not easy to give her whole body to her only son. Even if the orgasm that I was teased by me was flowing, and she enjoyed the pleasure of having sex with her mother and son, it was only limited to home.
I secretly opened my mother's boudoir and wanted to tell her to get up and stop sleeping, so as not to be unable to sleep at night. Unexpectedly, the door was not closed or locked, so I pushed the door open by myself. After going out with my younger sister in the afternoon, my younger sister went to the library, and when I got back, my mother was still sleeping, so I came to the door of the boudoir.
Except for using underwear to pistols, I secretly entered my mother's room when she was not here before. Now when I went in, my mother was unhappy when she saw me in, but I didn't care about him. After all, I had a reason, and it was not for my own dick again?
I slowly walked in and saw my mother lying on the bed with me on her back. The bed was a spring bed for two people, wearing a goose yellow bed cover and covered with a bamboo mat for cooling off. My mother was wearing a translucent pajama, which was a lilac one-piece pajama. Some parts of the dress were embroidered with rose embroidery, and the embroidery was dark purple, and the lilac was translucent. The whole piece of tulle material was soft, light, loose and easy to sleep. I held my breath and walked close to the side of the bed.I secretly looked closely behind my kiss, and saw my mother's hair radiating on her cheeks and pillows, which looked decadent and more wild. Her body was rising and falling with her breathing. Two silk-like straps on her pajama shoulders were wrapped around her mother's shoulders. I looked at the rose embroidery wrapped around her side breasts. My mother was not wearing a bra. I wanted to go around my mother's front chest and look at the pair of pink and white breast balls, but I was afraid of being discovered, so I gave up.
Unfortunately, the dark purple color made me unable to see my breasts and nipples. I could only imagine the tender breasts under the pajamas when I was harassing my mother before, and I used to rub them, pinch them, and press them on my fingers. I moved my gaze to my mother's beautiful back, and my eyes gradually went down to my favorite buttocks. Under the translucent pajamas, my mother wore a black thong, which immediately made me fantasize. I wanted to ask my mother to wear this little Ding, and directly use the elastic and shaking buttocks ass to directly past my cock. Thinking of this, I swallowed and continued to look at the white breasts, the tender flesh on my private parts and legs. I didn't know how many times I had cummed my penis.
Those strong and slender calves, I imagine that my mother was wearing the seductive translucent black stockings on her knees, and plucked my cock with the bottom of her soles, so that my stockings stimulated my surface, rubbed my glans with her toes, and my mother sat on a high place, and that queen-like downward was also a role-playing role in another incest novel.
I really wanted to climb onto the bed, learn the A-piece, lie behind my mother, lift my mother's right foot, stuff my head behind my mother's neck, suck the charming fragrance, pull the thong a slit, squeeze the cock directly up from below, and thrust it in the vagina without being straightened. The mother and son kept swinging back and forth on the bed, but my mother deliberately pretended not to know, and let me push the honey pot and the vaginal fluid flowed and the saliva that I licked.
Unfortunately, after I got back to reality, I could only pat my dick, retreated to the door, and made a little sound to wake up my mother who was sleeping. My mother knew that she had died of sleep, so she didn't blame me for entering her boudoir. I had to go back to my room and surf the webpage online.
It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening. I was a little hungry and wanted to drive to Shilin Night Market to buy some eggs, oyster omelettes to eat. In fact, I had wanted to eat them for a long time before, but today I was greedy. I asked my mother and younger sister if they wanted to eat them. My younger sister said she didn't get used to eating and drinking at night, which was not good for her health. I had to take the car keys, walked to my mother, and asked her to accompany me. I said it was difficult to drive there, and you know, so I asked my mother, you can accompany me, and then I got out of the car and bought it and accompany me to pull it. OK?My mother had known for a long time that I wanted to be alone with her again, so she had to change her clothes casually, wear a pink sleeveless short T-T, a pair of narrow tube low-waist jeans, and a pair of high heels. My mother said she would not get out of the car, and she drove when she went there. I said yes, but my mother said she couldn't touch me in the car, do you know?, I nodded and said, "Driving is safe." Then my mother laughed and said, "Let's go."
I rarely see my mother dressed up so young, with long false eyelashes and heavy makeup on her. If she took a 45-degree angle from top to bottom like those unknown selfies, she might not be able to recognize her. She was an elderly mother. Thinking of this, my mother had already driven to the night market near the night market. There were cars all the way along the way. After finally finding an empty seat, my mother said that it would take too long to stop, so I hurried to buy something I like. I didn’t eat Shilin big chicken chops. There was a crowd in line, and the fuck was waiting for me to arrive, and my mother also went home to sleep.
I bought my favorite oyster omelette and soup, and hurried into the car. My mother said, "Why are you so fast?", I mean, I don’t want to let Mom, you wait for too long, not to mention that I also thought about Mom. My mother smiled and drove back to her home community. Looking at the parking lot reminded me of the time when my mother was forced by me before.
I scratched my mother's hand in the car, but my mother was reluctant to say that the car was crowded here, what should I do if someone passed by? Are you doing it when you go home? , I was already overwhelmed with desire, I asked, Mom... It's itchy, it's here, you just use your hands. My mother turned her head to the side and turned her upper body toward me. I took out the cock myself. Although it was not very hard, I was half-erenched. My mother's slender hand held my cock and gently stroked it up and down. I pushed my mother's long wavy hair away with my hand so that I could see my mother's face more clearly.
The shy look made me feel even more itchy when I saw it. My mother's right hand twisted up and turned down again, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes squeezed the glans with her fingertips, sometimes holding the whole piece with her palm. First, she held it up and stroked it, and penetrated the glans through the interweaving, hands, and fingertips, making my penis tremble. My mother leaned her face on my right shoulder, and I leaned my head to my mother's mouth, touched the back of my mother's hand. My half-open eyes and long false eyelashes were like the middle-aged lewd mature woman. The sober look that was so enticing, the three souls and seven spirits were almost hooked, not to mention that my lower body was still in my mother's hands, rubbing up and down constantly.
I kissed my mother's nose gently, slowly lowered her lower lips, and used my own half of her lips to clamp her upper and lower lips, then kissed her deeply, and started lingering. Her tongue kept stirring in her mouth, sucking the honey-like saliva. My mother was kissed like this hard, but she unconsciously stopped her hand movements. I let go of my mother's lips and looked at her whole oval cheeks red again. I was kissing my mother's ears and asked in her ears, "My mother... can I help me with oral sex?"My mother looked at me, and her expression was a little unwilling to carry it. My mother said, "Can't you use your hands?", I said that my little sister was waiting for us to come back upstairs. I was afraid that time would delay too long. If you are willing to brag, you should be faster.
My mother straightened her chest, pushed her hair back, took out a hairpin, and fixed her head into a bunch behind her. My mother said she was afraid of getting her hair dirty, so she gently touched her hair and pressed her head down to my lower body. My mother's red lips, cherry mouth, soft and tender lips, was finally willing to suck my cock for me. I felt so happy inside that I was very satisfied. In the past, I was very satisfied just by playing pistols, but now I am actually using her cherry mouth to relieve my cock.
My mother first blew a faint cool breeze around my cock, blowing up along the scrotum, cock, and glans, making my penis tremble. I looked at me with a naughty look. When I saw that my mother didn't hold it in, I said, "Mom... Hurry up..." My mother then put the cock into her mouth, but she didn't touch the tongue. It was like a finger putting into a bottle, up, down, and left and right. My mother kept venting warm heat in her mouth. Seeing what my brows were like, she closed her lips, connected to the glans and the base of her penis, and sucked tightly in her mouth. The wet cavity wall in the mouth and the fat and soft surface were filled with fine particles. Without any large-scale movements up and down, I had already spread my legs, head to the sky, and exhale long breath.
Although my mother was having a blowjob for me on the side in the car, although she was limited in space and had a pressing time issue, my mother was not too careless when she helped me blow the trumpet for me for the first time. Unlike some traditional restaurant girls who brought her out of the hotel and asked her to blow for the guests in the car first, the standard process of A-film is to keep sucking, and her hands are always putting her out with a hard time. She will look at you with some professional standards. She will blow until you ejaculate, spit out semen onto toilet paper, and then throw it to the car window, waiting to go to the hotel to let the guests have fun, and then collect the money.
My mother not only sucked my cock, but also looked at my expression to determine the degree of stimulation. If she divides the cock into half, she will start to use her mouth and then lick her, rub her back and rub her condom; sometimes she will lick the cuff, sometimes she will focus on the sensitive parts of the glans, and she may not finish the details, so she will describe it briefly.
I looked at my mother's water-absorbing sound, just like the ramen sound on TV. My mother twisted her head, circled my glans with her spiritual tongue, licked it up, and reached the surface of the glans, and pushed the tongue into an O-shaped shape, wrapping the glans and the cock under her, from top to bottom, then came up, and opened her mouth and sucked it up and down quickly in her mouth. My glans kept erecting my mother's left mouth, pushing my mother's rosy left cheek out of a protruding shape. I felt itchy, and I kept caressing my mother's pink neck, and my mouth was utterly...
My mother saw that I was almost done, so she straightened her head and started to suck it up and down with big movements, almost sucking the whole piece into her mouth. Unfortunately, I didn't dare to press my mother's head with my hand, otherwise I would have a deep throat. I suddenly saw a headlight shining towards us, and my mother and I stopped moving at the same time.
I cursed in my heart and was about to come out... My mother raised her head and looked at it. It turned out that it was passing by. I looked at my mother's face and said, "Mom... It's almost done. After a moment, my mother shook her head slightly and said, "When I get off the car, I'll see it..." I kept putting my hands on the back of my mother's head and pressing it gently. I said, "Mom... So hurry up... I won't notice it... After my mother looked at me, she shouted coquettishly...
I put my penis in my mouth once, and I didn’t have many tricks this time. Maybe I was worried about being seen, so I sucked it up and down very mechanically. However, the speed, the lubricity of saliva, the sound of absorbing water, and the teasing I had for fifteen minutes before, I couldn’t help it anymore. The glans seemed to be itchy and couldn’t scratch it. As a result, someone finally came to help you scratch it. I hurriedly pulled up my mother’s head. The toilet paper on my right hand was ready, and immediately covered the glans and let the semen soak the paper. The whole whole thing was wet and sticky at the front of the glans. My mother was helping me with her hands, and then I lay back and said, “Mom… Your mouth is too... OK.” My mother threw the toilet paper into the garbage bag in the car and saw if there was any untreated inside the car. After patrolling around, she took the bottle of water, rinsed her mouth, walked out of the car, and vomited all the smelly semen in her mouth and dirt on the glans.
At this time, I hugged my mother, kissed her slutty little hand as usual, and then went upstairs quickly. The one I bought for the night had already become cold for a long time.
My mother returned to that indifferent expression. At night, I saw my mother in the living room, looking at the article on VAIONB, wearing a frameless black glasses, placing her hair with a big clip on the back, wearing a loose T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T
Indulging in lust for his son, and the mother may not know that she is actually enjoying the process. The incest affair between mother and son and the lust of raping each other is said to have never come out of the mountain in the early rural China in the mountains. As the son grows up, he actually treats his mother as the object of venting desire, and the mother also acquiesced to his son's behavior.
I thought about the future, and I should have a better mother. I regard my mother as my kind mother and my lover. Of course, I will still have a girlfriend at school, otherwise I will be suffocating me to death. Whenever I come back from vacation, I will scratch my mother's little hands and let my mother indulge in me once.
The stories afterwards need not be said much. After returning to school, I worked normally, and my sister was not young, so I quit my job as a work student. However, I also think it's okay, because my sister has only asked me to train her since then, but I don't insert it. On the one hand, I'm afraid that my sister will make fakes and become real, so I never do anything randomly.
When I had sex with Sister Dandan, I was only fucked by Sister Dandan after being during the New Year when my mother was having sex with Sister Dandan. Then I returned to campus again. Because I made up with my mother, I only rode my bike to Sister Dandan’s apartment when I contacted me on the fly to relieve the itch in the mature woman’s vagina.
The memories I had in the future were still very long, but they were all about how my mother and I had a love affair and where I was warm, but I didn’t have much impression of it. After the oral sex, the time went by, and my mother also began to let me caress her body freely in the process. In the end, I didn’t even need to use the regulations for sluts. As long as the mother and son communicated with each other with their eyes, they would have a tacit understanding of each other. I think this kind of love understanding, if it wasn’t for a long time, it would be impossible to understand each other like this. There are deep memories later that my mother asked me to insert it into her for the first time. It was when she was in a hot spring hotel. The details were a bit long, so I won’t say much.
Later I want to tell you that mother-son incest is not something that everyone will have. There are many factors to have this kind of incest idea. There is still a gap between Oedipus complex and Oedipus incest. If my mother hadn’t given birth to me early and knew how to take care of herself, plus family factors, and my personal Oedipus complex, I think it wouldn’t have happened so naturally this time.
In the open society of Taiwan, when you walk on the road, you will feel half soft when you see it. You don’t dare to kiss and dare to go to bed. I am just a few examples like this. Of course, my mother has been eaten a lot of tofu outside. There is a saying that goes, there are no ugly women, only lazy women. My mother is just good at taking care of herself, so she has a good figure.
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