Chapter 54

The lake wind blew the hem of my mother's skirt, and my mother's hair was flying. She looked at her father and said carelessly: The lake wind is so strong, is it cold?

Fortunately, I specially prepared a coat.Dad smiled proudly.

Dad, I always want to ask, wouldn’t you be bored if you sit alone and don’t have a chat?I'm a little curious.

Hey, you don’t understand this. Fishing is addictive, especially when fish bite the hook, you don’t understand the happiness.Dad's face was full of smiles and looked unfathomable.

Emmm...I really don't understand that kind of happiness, and I don't know which one is more pleasant than fucking my mother. However, since my father chose to fish, then I will leave the task of fucking my mother to my son.

Is it really that happy?I'm very supportive.

Haha, that's it~ Dad laughed happily.

Since I like it so much, why don’t you see you go out to fish in Ah in normal times?I asked casually.

Dad laughed: Isn’t you want to spend more time with you? I used to spend less time at home. Although I am very happy to fish, it is also very important to spend time with my family.

If you like, you can go to Ah more. You have already paid a lot for this home. We are happy.As for my mother, let me accompany you.

Yes, mom?You also hope dad is happier, right?

The red glow on my mother's face had not yet dissipated. She glanced at me, her eyes flashed inexplicably, and then she smiled and said: Well, if you like it, you can go more.

Hahaha~ Dad is very happy: Good Ah~ My friend asked me to fish in the past, but I rarely went there, so I will go there a few times in the future.

Well, you keep fishing, I want to watch it for a while to see if it’s really that fun.I look very interested.

OK, come beside me, I will teach you.When my father heard that his son was interested in fishing, he was even more happy. He hurriedly asked me to go to his side, and even wanted to give me the stool.

I quickly refused: No, I'll stand behind you, want to see what fishing looks like. You are like fishing normally, just when we don't exist.

If you don’t experience fishing with your own hands, you won’t feel that kind of happiness.Dad is very experienced.

I still want to take a look first, so let me take a look.I insist on seeing it.

OK, then you can stand by and see your dad’s skills.Dad could only sit on the small stool again and glanced at us: I don’t care about you anymore.

Mom didn't agree, and I smiled and nodded.

The lake wind blew, and my father took a deep breath and calmed down, held the fishing rod, and looked at the lake with stars. My mother and I stood behind him a few steps, and also quietly looked at the starry lake water.

The starry sky is quiet, only the lake breeze sang softly. At this moment, it seems that there are only three of us in the world.

At this moment, one of my hands gently climbed up my mother's butt through the long skirt.

My mother was shocked and glared at me in panic, trying to stop my behavior with her eyes, but she could see how I, who didn't dare to make big moves at this time, could I be stopped by a look?

His eyes looked at his father's back, and his hands stroking his mother's round honey buttocks had gradually slipped into his mother's crotch along the proud curve of his mother's buttocks.

Looking at the panic in my mother's eyes, I stretched out my other hand and gently stood it between my lips, signaling my mother not to speak.

Then the hand on the tip of my mother's buttocks was gently pressed along the silky chiffon long skirt on my mother's vagina.

Even through the long skirt, I could still feel a wetness when my fingers pressed on my mother's vagina. No wonder, my mother didn't say much just now, and it turned out to be restraining the surging spring tide in her heart.

My expression was as calm as the night sky, but the desire in my heart seemed to burn out the night sky. I put my finger on my mother's vagina to explore, and easily touched my mother's stamen through the chiffon long skirt.

My mother's body trembled slightly. The eyes that were originally staring at me were already staring at my father's back. Her lips were pursed tightly, for fear of making a slight sound.

Dad was just a few steps away. In such a quiet environment, even a light sound like a mosquito and flies was enough to make Dad find something wrong and turn around.

I forgot about the surroundings. There is a dense forest around here, and there is only a small path to come. With the night, I was not worried that anyone would see it, so I comforted me and gently stroked my mother's stamens with my fingers.

Although the chiffon long skirt was icy, it had a dense grainy feeling in the subtle parts. The subtle grainy feeling was pressed on my mother's smooth vagina through the force of my fingers. Almost immediately, I felt a piece of vaginal fluid flowing out, dyeing the long skirt wet.

The fingertips were spinning around the stamens. The mother had been in a state of lust and could not be released. At this moment, she was raped by her son in front of her husband. Shame and pleasure invaded her body like a tide, making her whole body tense and tremble from time to time. Her two rosy lips were tightly closed, unwilling to leave any gap.

As my fingers rotated, my mother couldn't help but spread her legs slightly. She stood upright and separated her two feet wearing sneakers by about ten centimeters. Without revealing any strangeness, she wanted my fingers to fit her stamen more intimately.

I looked at the tension and desire flashing across my mother's beautiful face, and continued to grind on my mother's stamens quietly, and my strength in my hands also slowly increased.

At this moment, I didn't dare to make a sudden attack, for fear that my mother wouldn't help but scream and woke up her father who was addicted to fishing a few steps away.

The chiffon long skirt was soon wet by the vaginal fluid that my mother kept secreting. My palm felt a wetness. My mother was trembling all over, holding one hand tightly, holding my body tightly with the other hand, staring at my father's back motionlessly, only her eyelashes kept beating, as if she was constantly beating.

However, in just a few minutes, my mother's overflowing vaginal fluid not only wet her long skirt, but also flowed along the inner side of her thighs. Through the starlight, I could see that the vaginal fluid left water marks on her smooth and tight calves, and finally disappeared in the white socks, dyeing a hint of wetness.

Looking at my mother's trembling all over, I was also dying of desire, but I was afraid that my mother would scream and didn't dare to do too much. Finally, my fingers slipped on my mother's plump steamed bun's vagina, and my fingers mixed with chiffon gauze skirt gently inserted into my mother's gurgling honey hole.

My mother pinched my body desperately, her trembling eyes were filled with humiliation and pleasure, and her trembling body almost couldn't stand steadily. Under the starry sky, behind my father, she was confused and couldn't help herself.

My fingers could only be inserted half an inch. I reluctantly left my mother's vagina and helped her to stabilize it. Then, in front of my mother's spring tide, one hand was round and the other hand stretched out her index finger to insert it.

My mother, who was sinking into pleasure, didn't know what I was going to do. She shook her head with her remaining reason and looked at me silently with her lips pursed.

I looked at my father, then stretched out my fingers and pointed in the deep forest. Then, without waiting for my mother to report, I said: Dad, let's go first.

Dad turned his head, looked at me and my mother who were breeze and calm, and said with a smile: Don’t you watch it anymore?

The flush on my mother's face was very obvious, but it was covered by the night. In addition, my mother looked up at the sky and avoided her father's direct gaze. My father did not see any abnormality.

It's not interesting to not watch it anymore. We'll go back for a while.I suppressed my inner desire and said goodbye to my father calmly.

Dad shook his head and smiled and said: I know~ OK, you guys go first, I will fish for a while and then go back.

Well, bye bye.I waved goodbye.

Bye-Bye.Dad waved his hand too.

At this time, my mother knew that it would be a little strange that she would not speak. She gently stroked her hair with her hands, looked sideways and didn't dare to look directly at her father, and said: Bye bye.

After my father turned around, my mother and I walked slowly along the path one after another.

My mother's legs were trembling and she couldn't walk fast. I was afraid that my father would look back and see the wet skirt between my mother's back and forth, so she needed to use her body to cover it up.

After turning a corner on the trail, my father disappeared from his sight, and there was no one where the trail came from. I quickly stepped forward and hugged my mother's hot body, lifted up my mother's skirt with one hand, and penetrated into the already slim jade house.

The smooth and plump white tiger's pussy was moistened by the vaginal fluid, and it felt so smooth and smooth, and its fingers slid into the gap between the plump pubic mounds.

Don't~~ Mom lay weakly in my arms and said tremblingly: Don't be here~~ Go back to the room~~

Come with me.I pulled my mother away from the trail and entered the dense forest.

The leaves covered the starlight, and there was darkness in the dense forest. I searched for a distance in the direction of the lake. In the distance, my mother and I saw my father fishing.

The distance is very far. Even if the place where my father is located is shining with stars, he can still see the general outline clearly.

Seeing this scene, I felt relieved. Even if my father looked towards us, he could not see the situation clearly in the darkness. Even if he could see it, he could only see people. It would definitely be impossible to find us, let alone the obstruction of trees.

Pulling my mother to stop behind a big tree. My mother had guessed what I was going to do at this time. Her beautiful eyes surging with spring love were almost begging to look at me: Don't be here~~

I smiled gently, pushed my mother's whole body out of the big tree, let her face her father's back, then hugged her from behind, kneaded her mother's huge breasts with one hand, and reached between the long skirt with the other hand, and touched her slippery vagina again.

Well~~ Mom groaned, her body shook, and she almost collapsed in my arms, but she still kept staring at her father's back in the distance.

Is it exciting?One of my hands reached from the neckline of the long skirt into my mother's breasts, put them into my bra, and kneaded my mother's huge breasts.

The hand that reached into the long skirt wandered along the slippery vagina and provoked her mother's honey hole.

Ah~~ My mother, Tamado and her breasts were played with by me at the same time. She couldn't help but murmur. Looking at her father in the distance, her mother said tremblingly: Let's go back to the room~~ well~~ OK~

Spread your legs a little apart, mom.I looked at my mother who was limp in my arms and ignored her words at all.

My mother's vaginal fluid surged out like a tide, watching her husband being played with by her son while watching her. This stimulation made my mother forget it. After hearing my request, she obediently spread her legs, allowing my fingers to flow smoothly through her extremely smooth flesh slit.

I saw my mother spread her legs, pulled out her hands, supported her body, and said softly: Stand firmly.After saying that, he bent his knees and squatted down and got into his mother's long skirt that was swayed by the evening breeze.

When I entered the long skirt, I was stunned by the scene in front of me. The pink honey hole kept opening and closing like a clam shell, and the vaginal fluid kept dripping from it. From above my knees, the inner side of my mother's thigh was dyed with slippery juice.

I swallowed the saliva that was rapidly secreted and couldn't wait to kiss my mother's open and closed white tiger pussy. As soon as my hot lips touched my mother's somewhat cold vagina, I felt my mother's honey hole wrap around my lips and tongue like a small mouth, and the surging lust continued to flow into my mouth like a spring water.

The sweet vaginal fluid was slightly fishy, ​​like nectar. I raised my head, regardless of the wet marks on my cheeks being stained with the slippery juice on my mother's thighs, and stuck out my tongue and swept through every inch of my mother's soft and plump clam meat greedily, swallowing the juice that was constantly secreted into my mouth.