Nannan, get up and have dinner.Song Qian brought the prepared breakfast to the dining table and called out to her son.
After no response for a long time, Song Qian had to put breakfast and go into her son's room.
The room door is not locked, of course, even if it is locked, Teacher Song has a key.
As for the son’s personal privacy?Song Qian said that she had never seen her son since she was a child, so she wanted privacy!
What's more, sons who enter puberty are most likely to hide some unclean obscene things, such as novels, magazines, comics, etc.
Of course, mothers should be vigilant at all times and clean their son's room from time to time.
Song Qian even has a password for her son’s laptop, which hidden folder has not been flipped?The only son's room key is not worth mentioning.
The son was sleeping with the quilt covered in his head. Song Qian lifted a corner of the quilt, revealing her son's handsome face.
I gently patted my son’s face with my hands: Nannan, it’s time to get up.
Jing Tunan barely opened one eye, full of fatigue: Mom, I don’t want to get up, I still want to sleep.Although sleeping does not help him very much, it is even more beneficial to get up.
Song Qian looked at her son's tired expression in the morning and sniffed in the room without finding a suspicious smell.
I searched for the trash can, but I didn’t use toilet paper.
Nannan, did you secretly play with your computer again last night?School will start tomorrow, and your biological clock must be adjusted!I am already in my third year of high school, so I must raise my mindset!
Ah~ Mom, stop talking!Jing Tunan's head hurt even more, and he felt his blood vessels jumping.
He rolled the quilt into a pupa shape and curled his head inside.
Song Qian was amused by her son's appearance, as if she was back when she was young. Every time she was angry, she would wrap herself in the quilt.
She climbed onto her son's bed, peeled her head out of the quilt, and held her son's face in both hands: Get up obediently and eat, mother will go to school to attend the parent-teacher meeting after a while, hurry up!
Jing Tunan suppressed the discomfort in her body and acted coquettishly towards her new mother. I would get up if I had to kiss her mother.
Song Qian was even happier. Since her son felt that he had grown up in junior high school, he had resisted intimacy with him. What happened today?Are you sleeping confused?
The opportunity must not be lost, and Song Qian kissed her son's forehead.
Want it even more!Jingtu Nan turned his head and signaled his mother to continue.
OK~Mmm~Mmm~Mmm~Mmm~Mmm, Teacher Song smiled and kissed his son with lipstick marks on his face.
Haha... Nannan, please get up quickly and wash your face. Be careful when washing your face.Song Qian looked at the lipstick on her son's face and became more and more funny.
Mom, can you call my full name, Nannan, Nannan, Nannan, like a girl!The south of the scenery is a bit big.
cannot!Mom, when I was pregnant with you, I thought it was a daughter, but I didn’t expect it to be a son when I was born.I always want a daughter.If you don’t treat you as your daughter, just secretly be glad you, what’s wrong with calling you Nannan.
Song Qian said while pulling Jingtunan's quilt: Stop being slow, get up quickly and wash your face and have a meal.
Jing Tunan thought to himself that he was originally a daughter, but I just replaced her.
He pulled the quilt open along Song Qian, revealing his young and energetic body wearing only boxer underwear, and the room immediately filled with the smell of male hormones.
Song Qian looked at her son's half-naked body and suffocated her breathing. Her son really grew up.
Jing Tunan stood up and stretched. Although the eighteen-year-old body was much taller than Song Qian, he now put his head in his mother's arms like a child and rubbed hard: I don't want to eat!I want to eat my mother's milk.
Song Qian's chest and breasts were numb by her son's head, and her whole body became soft. However, she was not angry at all, and just patted the top of her son's head. They all looked taller than her mother, so why were she still cheating like a child?How could my mother have milk for you...Ah...Nan Nan and don't bite my mother's nipples...
It turned out that Jing Tunan skillfully bit the buttons of Song Qian's shirt with his mouth, then arched his bra with his nose, and sucked hard with his mother's nipples in one mouthful.
After discovering that there was really no milk, I twitched my mother's nipples with my teeth.
Of course it is gentle, which only makes Song Qian's mother feel a little pain but will not hurt her.
If a normal mother was kissed and bitten by her adult son, she would definitely be ashamed and furious as she taught her son a lesson.
But Song Qian just patted her son on the back and coaxed him: Nan Nan, don’t be naughty, mom really has no milk anymore. If you pull your mother’s nipples so hard, you will bite your mother’s nipples.Let go quickly...
Jing Tunan hugged Song Qian's waist, buried her face in her soft breasts and hummed twice, spitting out her mother's sucked-out nipples, which were swollen with saliva that were sucked, and turned her head to hold another nipple in her mouth and began to suck.
Oh... you are disobedient, right?It’s said that you still suck your mother without milk.Song Qian was unhappy and pulled her son's cheeks with both hands.
Jing Tunan let go of her nipples, which were also covered in saliva, and stretched out her head to kiss Song Qian's face.
Um...What's going on with your child today? It's so tangled... Um... Be gentle... You've gotten tired of your mother's makeup... Song Qian pushed Jing Tunan's chest and dodged back, but her son still kissed her face.
After a long time of trouble, Song Qian finally pushed Jingtunan, which she had played for enough.
While choosing the clothes you want to wear for your son today, Teacher Song looked at Jing Tunan suspiciously, Nannan, what happened to you today? What did you say before? He grew up and didn't even let his mother hug him.Today is good. Not only did I kiss my mother, I also wanted to eat my mother's milk like I was a child.
Have you caused some trouble outside?Or do you want to buy something?Tell your mom honestly!
Jing Tunanxin said that I just greedy for you. I was a mother and son on the first day. How did I know what I used to be like?
To me, that's a plot background board that doesn't exist.
He put on his clothes and walked into the bathroom. What trouble can I cause at home every day? I just remembered what happened when I was a child.Mom, can you let me eat your breasts every day in the future?
How old is you still want to eat your mother's breasts? Are you ashamed? If Duoduo Lili and the others know, you can laugh at you for more than half a year.Song Qian followed Jing Tunan to wash up, but she smiled but did not object.
She had a strong desire to control her son, and Jing Tunan wrote it into the attribute of spoiling. She was very happy that her son wanted to eat her breasts and thought that her son was more dependent on him.
Jing Tunan took the toothpaste that his mother squeezed and started brushing his teeth. While looking at himself in the mirror, he looked at himself in the reality of being eighteen years old, and he was a little more immature than himself now.
Song Qian washed her face, which was made of flowers by her son, and began to put on makeup again.
Today is a parent meeting at Chunfeng Middle School. Song Qian used to be a teacher at Chunfeng Middle School.
Although he has resigned and started a cram school by himself, there are still some friends and colleagues who stay in Chunfeng Middle School. Teacher Song doesn’t want to lose his compassion in front of them.
Don’t run around when your mom goes out later. Stay at home and study, and don’t keep playing computer games.While feeding his son, Song Qian told you that the textbooks to be used for school starts, mother has prepared them for you, so see what else is missing.
OK... Jing Tunan opened his mouth and bit the fried egg that his mother picked up from chopsticks.
It felt inconvenient to face to face, Jing Tunan simply carried his mother to his lap and sat down, and used his soft and big butt unique to mature women to massage and squeeze his gradually erect cock.
Don't be honest when you eat!Song Qian felt her son's erect cock pressing against her big ass, and glared at him, saying that she would not masturbate secretly after her mother left!When you are growing up now, too much masturbation can easily affect your development!Mom has thrown away all the messy things in your room. If you dare to browse those pornographic websites online, your mother will not give you pocket money if she finds it!
Who cares about those things!
Just have your mother and you will be fine.
Jing Tunan thought to himself, while pledging his promise, he reached into Song Qian's clothes to play with her mother's white and soft breasts.
Nannan, please be gentle, don’t tear your mother’s clothes.Song Qian said a few words, and when she saw that her son insisted on playing with her breasts, she would do whatever she wanted. It was always a good thing for her son to be close to her.
After no response for a long time, Song Qian had to put breakfast and go into her son's room.
The room door is not locked, of course, even if it is locked, Teacher Song has a key.
As for the son’s personal privacy?Song Qian said that she had never seen her son since she was a child, so she wanted privacy!
What's more, sons who enter puberty are most likely to hide some unclean obscene things, such as novels, magazines, comics, etc.
Of course, mothers should be vigilant at all times and clean their son's room from time to time.
Song Qian even has a password for her son’s laptop, which hidden folder has not been flipped?The only son's room key is not worth mentioning.
The son was sleeping with the quilt covered in his head. Song Qian lifted a corner of the quilt, revealing her son's handsome face.
I gently patted my son’s face with my hands: Nannan, it’s time to get up.
Jing Tunan barely opened one eye, full of fatigue: Mom, I don’t want to get up, I still want to sleep.Although sleeping does not help him very much, it is even more beneficial to get up.
Song Qian looked at her son's tired expression in the morning and sniffed in the room without finding a suspicious smell.
I searched for the trash can, but I didn’t use toilet paper.
Nannan, did you secretly play with your computer again last night?School will start tomorrow, and your biological clock must be adjusted!I am already in my third year of high school, so I must raise my mindset!
Ah~ Mom, stop talking!Jing Tunan's head hurt even more, and he felt his blood vessels jumping.
He rolled the quilt into a pupa shape and curled his head inside.
Song Qian was amused by her son's appearance, as if she was back when she was young. Every time she was angry, she would wrap herself in the quilt.
She climbed onto her son's bed, peeled her head out of the quilt, and held her son's face in both hands: Get up obediently and eat, mother will go to school to attend the parent-teacher meeting after a while, hurry up!
Jing Tunan suppressed the discomfort in her body and acted coquettishly towards her new mother. I would get up if I had to kiss her mother.
Song Qian was even happier. Since her son felt that he had grown up in junior high school, he had resisted intimacy with him. What happened today?Are you sleeping confused?
The opportunity must not be lost, and Song Qian kissed her son's forehead.
Want it even more!Jingtu Nan turned his head and signaled his mother to continue.
OK~Mmm~Mmm~Mmm~Mmm~Mmm, Teacher Song smiled and kissed his son with lipstick marks on his face.
Haha... Nannan, please get up quickly and wash your face. Be careful when washing your face.Song Qian looked at the lipstick on her son's face and became more and more funny.
Mom, can you call my full name, Nannan, Nannan, Nannan, like a girl!The south of the scenery is a bit big.
cannot!Mom, when I was pregnant with you, I thought it was a daughter, but I didn’t expect it to be a son when I was born.I always want a daughter.If you don’t treat you as your daughter, just secretly be glad you, what’s wrong with calling you Nannan.
Song Qian said while pulling Jingtunan's quilt: Stop being slow, get up quickly and wash your face and have a meal.
Jing Tunan thought to himself that he was originally a daughter, but I just replaced her.
He pulled the quilt open along Song Qian, revealing his young and energetic body wearing only boxer underwear, and the room immediately filled with the smell of male hormones.
Song Qian looked at her son's half-naked body and suffocated her breathing. Her son really grew up.
Jing Tunan stood up and stretched. Although the eighteen-year-old body was much taller than Song Qian, he now put his head in his mother's arms like a child and rubbed hard: I don't want to eat!I want to eat my mother's milk.
Song Qian's chest and breasts were numb by her son's head, and her whole body became soft. However, she was not angry at all, and just patted the top of her son's head. They all looked taller than her mother, so why were she still cheating like a child?How could my mother have milk for you...Ah...Nan Nan and don't bite my mother's nipples...
It turned out that Jing Tunan skillfully bit the buttons of Song Qian's shirt with his mouth, then arched his bra with his nose, and sucked hard with his mother's nipples in one mouthful.
After discovering that there was really no milk, I twitched my mother's nipples with my teeth.
Of course it is gentle, which only makes Song Qian's mother feel a little pain but will not hurt her.
If a normal mother was kissed and bitten by her adult son, she would definitely be ashamed and furious as she taught her son a lesson.
But Song Qian just patted her son on the back and coaxed him: Nan Nan, don’t be naughty, mom really has no milk anymore. If you pull your mother’s nipples so hard, you will bite your mother’s nipples.Let go quickly...
Jing Tunan hugged Song Qian's waist, buried her face in her soft breasts and hummed twice, spitting out her mother's sucked-out nipples, which were swollen with saliva that were sucked, and turned her head to hold another nipple in her mouth and began to suck.
Oh... you are disobedient, right?It’s said that you still suck your mother without milk.Song Qian was unhappy and pulled her son's cheeks with both hands.
Jing Tunan let go of her nipples, which were also covered in saliva, and stretched out her head to kiss Song Qian's face.
Um...What's going on with your child today? It's so tangled... Um... Be gentle... You've gotten tired of your mother's makeup... Song Qian pushed Jing Tunan's chest and dodged back, but her son still kissed her face.
After a long time of trouble, Song Qian finally pushed Jingtunan, which she had played for enough.
While choosing the clothes you want to wear for your son today, Teacher Song looked at Jing Tunan suspiciously, Nannan, what happened to you today? What did you say before? He grew up and didn't even let his mother hug him.Today is good. Not only did I kiss my mother, I also wanted to eat my mother's milk like I was a child.
Have you caused some trouble outside?Or do you want to buy something?Tell your mom honestly!
Jing Tunanxin said that I just greedy for you. I was a mother and son on the first day. How did I know what I used to be like?
To me, that's a plot background board that doesn't exist.
He put on his clothes and walked into the bathroom. What trouble can I cause at home every day? I just remembered what happened when I was a child.Mom, can you let me eat your breasts every day in the future?
How old is you still want to eat your mother's breasts? Are you ashamed? If Duoduo Lili and the others know, you can laugh at you for more than half a year.Song Qian followed Jing Tunan to wash up, but she smiled but did not object.
She had a strong desire to control her son, and Jing Tunan wrote it into the attribute of spoiling. She was very happy that her son wanted to eat her breasts and thought that her son was more dependent on him.
Jing Tunan took the toothpaste that his mother squeezed and started brushing his teeth. While looking at himself in the mirror, he looked at himself in the reality of being eighteen years old, and he was a little more immature than himself now.
Song Qian washed her face, which was made of flowers by her son, and began to put on makeup again.
Today is a parent meeting at Chunfeng Middle School. Song Qian used to be a teacher at Chunfeng Middle School.
Although he has resigned and started a cram school by himself, there are still some friends and colleagues who stay in Chunfeng Middle School. Teacher Song doesn’t want to lose his compassion in front of them.
Don’t run around when your mom goes out later. Stay at home and study, and don’t keep playing computer games.While feeding his son, Song Qian told you that the textbooks to be used for school starts, mother has prepared them for you, so see what else is missing.
OK... Jing Tunan opened his mouth and bit the fried egg that his mother picked up from chopsticks.
It felt inconvenient to face to face, Jing Tunan simply carried his mother to his lap and sat down, and used his soft and big butt unique to mature women to massage and squeeze his gradually erect cock.
Don't be honest when you eat!Song Qian felt her son's erect cock pressing against her big ass, and glared at him, saying that she would not masturbate secretly after her mother left!When you are growing up now, too much masturbation can easily affect your development!Mom has thrown away all the messy things in your room. If you dare to browse those pornographic websites online, your mother will not give you pocket money if she finds it!
Who cares about those things!
Just have your mother and you will be fine.
Jing Tunan thought to himself, while pledging his promise, he reached into Song Qian's clothes to play with her mother's white and soft breasts.
Nannan, please be gentle, don’t tear your mother’s clothes.Song Qian said a few words, and when she saw that her son insisted on playing with her breasts, she would do whatever she wanted. It was always a good thing for her son to be close to her.
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