Chapter 4: Pinching the buttocks

I live in college, six people per room, and sometimes I feel very annoying, so I run home on six days. I worked near the school for a while, so I couldn't go back for six days. After my mother helped me with the buttocks, although I couldn't forget it, I couldn't.

I didn't have a shift today Saturday, so I lay in the dormitory to blow air conditioning in the afternoon. Generally, there are some horny sperm in the university dormitory every weekend. I like to take girls back to the dormitory for sex. I thought no one would notice it. It was wrong. There was a monitor on the entrance and above the gate. So, even if the girl was wearing boys' clothes, she still used multiple people to cover it. I think it would be useless. At this time, I suddenly had an idea and immediately picked up my cell phone and called home. I called my mother. I thought it was a long time to think about it, and my mother finally answered the phone.

I asked my mother if she could drive home next week, because the semester was about to end and the things could not be left in the dormitory. They would either move out early or send them that day.

The mouth was flying, which was earth-shaking, saying that I could save the shipping fee if my mother came to carry it. In addition, I have lived there for two years, and my mother has never been to the school to check it out. In the end, my mother agreed and decided to come and drive to help me carry things. After the exam, I was carrying the rest of the items myself on a bicycle. I picked up the Friday after the exam. That day, we didn’t have a scheduled test, so the roommates in our room froze after the exam on Thursday morning. Usually I would leave, but my mother was coming on Friday, so I waited for a while.

That day, my mother drove into the school gate slowly in a white horse and I went to the front door to lead the way. I opened the car door and sat in, and exchanged a few greetings with my mother.

I asked if the road was easy to find. Some schools must tell her. When my mother was blinded by me, I raped my mother from beginning to end. My mother still had the expressionless iceberg face, but her top was wearing a tight white Aida sportswear, and her lower body was wearing Aida's tight sportswear, a white set, and even the shoes were also Aida platinum style. The jacket was an Aida dark blue sports jacket, which made me saliva. I asked my mother how she was today and how she was wearing sportswear. My mother said that she started practicing yoga with her colleagues last month. She originally wore home sportswear casually, but everyone bought professionals, so I bought a complete set of sportswear through her colleagues a while ago. Why did Aida's?

Because my colleague's husband happened to be a dealer, he had a yoga class in the morning and drove over after eating at noon, so he didn't change it.

Damn, my mother actually went to yoga class. I wonder if there were any men. Otherwise, my mother's charming buttocks and slender legs would sit in the yoga leg-opening posture, wouldn't everyone who saw them?

I quickly asked, is there any man?

My mother said you were stupid. It was a yoga classroom for women. There were no men. However, there were lesbians who would touch and touch there while they were resting. It was really shy to see it.

Wow, this is what my mother suddenly talked to me about pornography in this life. It seems that my mother did not refuse or deny the previous violation. Instead, she was even more open to her sexual concepts. I looked at the drawer in the front seat, which was also a magazine promoting AV actresses on the roadside. I asked my mother why she had this. My mother said with a little embarrassment that she went to the supermarket to buy a magazine. I accidentally got it. I nodded.

I can believe this lies, it's really a ghost. As I was talking, I arrived at the dormitory. Today is still the exam week, so there are quite a lot of students, which is the end of get out of class. As soon as my mother and I went to the third floor of the boys' dormitory, the administrator saw my mother and was lustful, but I couldn't act easily, so I could only tell her that my mother came to help me carry things, so I had to go up. The administrator saw that although he was a woman, he was a relative, so he agreed.

My mother walked in front of me. When she was going up the stairs, her white tight sweatpants and fleshy buttocks were shaking in front of my eyes, twisting and twisting, making me dizzy, especially because of the whiteness, which made the shape of the beautiful buttocks look more intense. My mother pulled her coat up to her neck with a ponytail, covering her pair of snow-white breasts, fearing that others would have evil thoughts when they saw it.

As I went along the way, my mother kept chatting with me, saying why this dormitory is broken. Some places look very old. I said that the old dormitory will charge you a little money in one semester, including water, electricity, air conditioning, and air conditioning. The Internet will let you catch things and get some fun. It's great.

Have fun?

It was already at the door, and the corridor on the third floor was deserted. Just now the class bell rang, and a bunch of people should have gone to the exam. My mother turned the horn lock and said the door lock was locked. I took it for granted that all my roommates had been exposed, and I promised that no one would come back today and tomorrow. I turned the door handle and answered my mother's questions by the way, saying that I would download some videos to watch.

At this time, the air conditioning in the room had been on for us to blow it all day. My mother said, "It's so cold, so she untied her coat and placed it on the roommate's desk."

When I closed the door and locked it, my mother suddenly turned into a puzzled expression and said, "What are you downloading?"

My tone rose, with threatening words, I blurted out that it was a movie that boys would watch. My mother said, "It turns out that you are so hurtful at school, and you still think about those things that are not there when you go home. I quickly said that it was because you couldn't get out of fire when you went home, so I watched the movie to relieve your desires when you went to school.

My mother sat her buttocks on the iron ladder next to her. The thick buttocks were squeezed on the ladder of the iron ladder. Just seeing it made me hard again. My mother looked around, climbed up my iron ladder, looked at my bed, and the bed was under the desk, and the wardrobe was in the corner. The university dormitory was like this. My mother went on my bed. I watched my mother's dog-climbing style on the bed from below. I watched my mother's tender pussy was pulled by her tights. The shape of her buttocks made me want to climb up and touch her. Unfortunately, I didn't plant it. So I talked to my mother below and said that I was in the dormitory for five days a day, and I had to endure five days. In public places, if I want to indulge in lust, I don't just say it. It's really that I endured it very uncomfortable every time I went home, so I bullied you.

My mother placed the jade feet on the iron ladder, the white tights, covered the length of the calves, and the black stockings were so hard to match. My mother looked at me and said, "Start move."

I started to be busy, and my mother just sat there watching me work hard. When it was almost done, I was blowing air conditioning in the room to rest.

I looked at my mother's foot with a piece of paper next to her feet and asked her to help me take it. It should have been accidentally removed just now. My mother was very soft and she got it with her hands. Unfortunately, the paper was like a suction cup. If my mother uses her nails or pinched it with her fingers, she can't pick it up. I stared at my mother's pair of breasts and kept showing it in front of me. Unfortunately, it was a tights, otherwise I could see more.

I simply walked closer and saw only a little breast balls and cleavage, as well as a water-blue patterned bra. Finally, I reached out and pulled my collar and pulled it down. My mother noticed something strange about me and immediately raised her upper body. But I hooked it tightly again, and pulled it down. Just look at the elastic sports tights, and the whole collar was pulled a big hole in the entire collar. My mother's breast balls were right in front of me, in the beautiful northern hemisphere, two round and white breasts, squeezed under the bra, concentrated the entire breasts on her chest. The pair of deep V cleavages formed so naturally, making me stunned.

My mother looked angry and quickly let go of my hand, but she actually hooked up the breast ball on her right from under her bra. The breasts on her right were pulled by her tights, so that her right breasts would be lifted up. The bra also moved, and as a result, she squeezed out her beautiful dark pink nipples.

I thought that those mature women with A faces were raisins, but my mother had a little dark nipples, moderate size, beautiful areola, and a milky smell in the air.

My mother quickly turned her back to me and asked me to turn over angrily. I had to obey my mother and carry her back. My mother seemed to simply lift her clothes up and adjust her bra to make her breasts soft.

After the adjustment was finished, my mother said she was leaving. I was also anxious at the moment. It was difficult to be alone at home. My father sometimes was difficult to start at home. Now in the dormitory room, I have the advantage of home court. How could I let my mother, such a beauty slip away from me?

I took a quick step, stopped my mother behind me, stretched out my left hand from behind, kneaded my mother's huge breasts, and grabbed my mother's right hand to prevent her from opening the door and leaving.

I asked my mother that her breasts hurt you just now. I was so embarrassed. Seeing me like this, my mother slapped my left hand off, turned around, and prepared to slap it down, but she stopped halfway through her hand. My mother and I watched each other for about three minutes, and the two of them remained silent.

My mother walked to my roommate's desk, crossed her legs and said, "Do you have to do this?"

I suddenly felt guilty. My mother hugged her lower back with her hands, held the pair of beautiful breasts on her arms, and asked me to come over.

My mother said that she could guess what I wanted to do when I called, so she didn't want to come, but she was worried that I couldn't get it back, so she just came. On the one hand, she wanted to see what Wu was doing in school, and on the other hand, she saw what I wanted to do, but she happened to be counted on it, and I still wanted to have fun in the end.

I sat on the table opposite my mother in shame. I didn't expect that my plan would be so easy to see through. My mother didn't put on makeup today, but her big watery eyes and lip gloss still looked great. My mother asked me if I knew I was wrong. I said I knew, I wouldn't keep watching movies in school. My mother's attitude was a little soft and her tone slowed down. It was not that my mother wouldn't let you feel happy, but that she was afraid that you would get deeper and deeper, and that she would be unable to extricate herself from then on, which would lead to a waste of her studies. Then she just wanted to be intimate with her mother every day. It really couldn't be like this.

Even though I listened, I was still heard. My mother used to call herself a mother, otherwise at most she would be a mother. Today she actually said that she was a mother. Did my mother acquiesce to masturbate last time?

Finally, I followed my mother home. On the way, my mother still had the same expression. I sat in the front seat and thought about the whole plan today. I was soaked in. When the car drove into the parking lot, the dim light made me start to fantasize again. As a result, my penis swelled again. My mother parked the car and pulled up the brakes. She found that my penis was holding up again. I quickly blocked it with my hands. My mother only asked, how long has it been since she indulged in her lust. I originally wanted to ask my mother to help me out of the butt this afternoon in the dormitory, but I endured it for six days.

I told the truth that my mother's expression suddenly became very strange, smiling. She couldn't see clearly in the parking lot with insufficient light. My mother said you can really bear it. I immediately said that for how long it takes for my mother to bear it. When my mother heard this, she was shocked and she remained silent.

I felt that things seemed to have a turnaround, so I started to use a coquettish offensive again, saying that I really endured it very hard, and I didn’t want to shoot a gun every day, so I could endure it for my mother, and so on.

My mother didn't say anything, but the expression was the same as before. In confusion and struggle, I leaned my body close to my mother's ear, constantly squeezed my mother's shoulders with my chest, and finally leaned on my mother's body. My mother was annoyed by me and asked me to go to the back seat. I was so happy that I laughed. My mother asked me what it was so funny. I said that I could finally enjoy my mother's hand at once. My mother didn't say much, but she just said that you had to ejaculate in half an hour this time. I said how could it be, and my mother said it was possible.

Next, my mother was next to me, and I exposed my penis and asked her to beat me. My mother shook her head and said, "You can do it yourself this time, I won't help you, but I will rely on my waist, that's all."

My mother said you didn't want to stimulate, so I'll stimulate you. My mother turned her tights up and exposed her white and spicy breasts. My mother began to show her seductive lewd eyes, while her lips kept opening and exhaling. Her hands squeezed her breast balls, which were heavy and shallow. The pudding milk was transformed in my mother's jade fingers. She squeezed her arms into papaya milk, rubbed her left and right breast balls up and down, and kept swinging her body, so that her hands kept drawing circles on her snow-white and beautiful breasts, and she kept moaning, which made me dry mouth and my desire rise.

It turned out that my mother's concession was to tease me, stimulate my sexual sense, and let me match my buttocks with my own buttocks without relying on imagination. My mother's erotic look looked like a hotel prostitute, but in fact, it could be seen that my mother was very awkward. After all, a housewife actually kneaded her breasts in the car and swung her body just to make her son angry. My mother's red and swayed face made the strokes on my hands faster and faster. In the end, my mother should have felt very shy. She pulled her clothes down after teasing for three minutes. Her shy look was really a mother I wanted to protect.

Looking at my mother's jade-like fingers, I imagined the last time my mother put on me and helped me with the buttocks. I hit faster and faster, but fifteen minutes passed and I couldn't ejaculate.

My mother said with a puzzled look, is it still not possible?

So hard?

I said it was too late and there was no way. I thought of a move and I hugged it directly. My mother pushed me. I could no longer bear it. From today when I saw my mother, I wanted to touch her. My mother was so angry that she drove out. I chased her out. My mother said it wasn't that she wouldn't do it. I said it was like that, but you helped me with it. Now I can only watch it and beat it myself. My mother seemed a little regretful. Seeing how I was right, it was hard to say anything.

I asked my mother to go to the back carriage, and I said it was dark there, and you just happened to like it. If you can't see what I'm doing, you're more at ease.

My mother followed me to the back carriage. I looked at the nearby monitor, so I hugged my mother from behind and whispered to my mother, "I played with it like the washing machine last time. I was almost the same, so I ejaculated myself."

My mother said it was inappropriate. This is not like those incest. It depends on my mother's butt to indulge in lust. I said otherwise there would be no way. Who told me that you were wearing a tight outfit today? This would make me hard all day long. My mother's face turned red and she had to turn around by herself.

I wanted my mother to raise her buttocks like A. My mother refused to agree to anything. The arrogant mother felt that this was being violated and said she wanted it, otherwise she would not talk about it.

I pushed my mother forward, and she held the back car with both hands and said to me, "Hurry, if you are seen, you will never think of seeing me in your life."

I was so scared that I had a cold sweat. I didn't expect the end of incest to be so miserable. However, my beautiful buttocks were so beautiful that I couldn't do it. The penis was directly pressed against the buttocks. The touch was completely incomparable to the washing machine last time. The slippery tights and plump buttocks, I kept stuffing the penis into the crotch and rubbing it tightly. My mother might not have expected that I was so big, so she was so scared that she quickly called to stop. However, I was so sperm on my brain that I was desperate. I kept pushing my glans towards my mother's private pussy, and the secretions from the glans had already stained the dark white tights everywhere. My mother felt that it was even more exaggerated than last time, and kept turning around and asking me to stop. How could I stop moving? Stomp my right foot skillfully on the bumper, because it was someone else's car lock, so I didn't feel sorry for her. I used the penis behind my knees and the weight of my body to press my mother tightly on the back car.

My mother may also find that she can't struggle anymore, and the resistance begins to become smaller and becomes a heavy breathing sound. When I see it, I don't want to be greedy for my mother's pudding double breast balls. I'm afraid that my mother will be really angry again. Then I will really not be able to play with this beautiful butt that can't be played with. My mother's whole body is leaning against the car, her hands are covered with dust, and she said coldly, "It's not good, but when I change my mind, you won't have to play."

I quickly touched my mother's beautiful buttocks from her willow waist. Her peach-like tights set off her buttocks. I started to squeeze my mother's meat with both hands, and sometimes left and right, with five fingers deep, and pinched the jeans I wanted to pinch before. My mother moaned, and I just wanted to touch my tender pussy down. My mother actually turned around and grabbed my hand, not sure to touch that side.

I had to put my penis in the middle of my crotch, squeezed my mother's beautiful buttocks with both hands, constantly pulling the hot penis. My mother's beautiful back was put on the ponytail, which made me feel so happy that my head was blank. My mother's moans became louder and louder. I was really afraid that someone would find out that I quickly covered my mother's fragrant lips with my hands, and at the same time, I increased my movements and began to push my mother's elastic buttocks. I put my body on my mother's back. I really loved this position and held my mother's shoulders with both hands.

Pull your mother backwards, because the human body will naturally arch and the buttocks will be raised higher. If you don’t believe it, you can try it, but it is very tiring for girls.

My mother's whole butt formed a circular arc shape. The tights were already stuck in the entire butt because of the squeezing of my cock. In addition, I secretly pulled the tights up, allowing my mother's tender pussy to rub against her vagina and underwear because of her pants, causing her mother's excitement to increase sharply, otherwise how could her mother moan?

After the final sprint, I thought that my sister helped me get ejaculation when I was in the warehouse before, and I thought my mother would not be able to let me do this, so I simply pulled my limp mother down for more than ten seconds and let her sit on the ground. Before my mother could react, I grabbed her dexterous right hand and pointed the cock at this mother, asking her to hold my swollen and hard penis backwards.

My mother looked at it for a few seconds, finally sighed and helped me do the final quick stroke. My mother's fingers were very slippery and there was no such lump. She has been in the beauty salon for maintenance in recent years.

While my mother was stroking her quickly, I secretly put my penis closer and closer to my mother's face, and even aimed my glans at her mouth. I thought that if I stuffed my penis into my mother's mouth at this time, I would be very happy.

While I was thinking, my mother knew that I was going to ejaculate when she looked at the trembling degree of my glans and penis. At the moment of ejaculation, my mother suddenly tilted her penis to the right, and the car bumper that ejaculated was covered. I took out the paper to wipe it clean. My mother used her fingers to help me squeeze the last bit of semen.

Later, when I moved the things, I met the administrator when I walked into the community. My mother looked ashamed and quickly wrapped her coat around her waist, afraid that the secretions on her butt would be too obvious. I even said that my mother went to class and I drove her home.

We were like, almost caught doing something bad, and it was indescribable to the stimulation, but my mother returned to the poker face, as if nothing had happened just now. I think my mother also began to get used to me, but she had her own persistence. After all, incest brought me no matter whether I was or my mother, and it could no longer express fatal gravity. It was like playing with fire. If I failed, I would burn myself. In the elevator, I put my hand on my waist. My mother did not refuse, but stared at me, which scared me so much that I put my hand down.

When I got up the next day, I got a small opportunity to chat with my mother alone. While my father was going out to buy newspapers and cigarettes, I walked behind my mother, and used the fingertips on my fingers, not the fingers at the front of my fingers, and gently touched my mother's neck and slid it on her beautiful back. Finally, I went to the beautiful buttocks, and I deliberately added weight to the buttocks.

My mother looked at me and said that if you dare to do it, don’t be afraid of being seen. I stuck out my tongue and made a face, and then stopped.

I asked my mother how I performed yesterday, and what did my mother say, "You use your cock to keep pushing me, and I keep bucketing your butt with a stick. Will you feel comfortable?"

I thought about it, yesterday seemed too intense, and I refuted it, but you asked me to endure it from the dormitory to the car, and finally I felt very uncomfortable in the back car. My mother pretended to be helpless and said that I pushed her anus all the time yesterday, which made her very uncomfortable, but the caress of her fingers was okay. When I heard this praise from Hao's face, I was happy as if it were. I immediately said that my mother's right hand stroking skills were really unique.

I found that the distance between me and my mother seemed to be a little closer. Some conversations started to be more like a friend's chat. Although most of them still respect him very much, my mother's arrogant and traditional Chinese subtle habits made me crazy. Whether it is the inner indulge in coldness, the outer perky butt and beautiful breasts, I was even more obsessed with it. I knew that after playing with beautiful butts and half-stroking of my mother, my mother should be unconscienced and wouldn't let me touch her for a while, so I deliberately did not bother her. Anyway, I let it go. Incest is not urgent, so it's best not to force it. Both parties think that one is the best, but I can't see through my mother's heart. Finally, I have to go back to school during the summer vacation to work on the topic. Before leaving, I asked my mother for a kiss. My mother only gently stretched out her index finger and flicked my forehead, saying, "Be your daydream, I have to have a girlfriend quickly so that I won't be too attached to my mother's body."

After that time, whenever I was walking on the road and saw someone wearing tight sportswear, I kept thinking about my mother's curve that day. The tight clothes fully highlighted my mother's good figure. This time, the back of the car stroke was the most profound time I remembered. Whenever I saw the girl's buttocks when she was running on the playground, I thought of my mother's soft buttocks, which I couldn't help myself for a long time.

This article took me a lot of time. I just lay on the bed and kept thinking about my mother's white tights, so I decided to post this article. Of course, before the back half of the car, I often sneaked my mother, such as stealing her penis and pulling her buttocks, and deliberately standing beside her mother to peek at her cleavage. However, I won't mention these small things, just jump to the key points for you to see.

Later, I was very close to my mother's story, of course, and I thought about my mother's pink lips, and it seemed like I had to force a kiss. So I would consider the authenticity of the story in the fifth chapter. After all, some places are written too realistically, and it is easy to guess where they are. I hope everyone doesn't mind the change of location.