Max walked upstairs and walked back to his room.
He could hear them downstairs, in Lorraine's room, smiling like two female students.
Their accomplices always made him a little jealous.
Anyway, I've fucked my mom!He thought, but you can't say that!He smiled very hard himself.
He has no mind to study.
He picked up a detective novel and tried in vain to immerse himself in it.
He fell asleep as he read the novel.
So, are you a big lazy person?Is this how you learn?
Lorraine hurried over to see him, she was as sun-skinned as a dying sparrow.
Is what you read interesting?
It's OK.What about you, are you having fun in Corsica?
It's amazing, I will tell you!
Lorraine lowered her voice and she gave him a knowing look.He inferred that she must have had a sexual story there.She walked to the window and came back, she was restless and could not calm down.
Charles and his lover are coming to dinner tonight, and mom wants me to make zucchini flower donuts!She sighed.
Now she is a young and beautiful girl again!She combed her hair with her fingers and arched her slender breasts, making her lemon-shaped breasts stand out.
This is a good thing, did you buy it in Corsica?
In Bastia.This is a hidden heart, do you like it?
She arched her back even more, posing as a nude model, putting her hands on her hips and stretching her legs forward.
A hidden person, Max smiled and said, that's everything it can hide... because for others!
He often makes fun of her little tits.She stuck out her tongue at him and rolled up her knitted fabric.The purple tips of her tiny breasts stood up.
Look, Luo Lin bent down and said, "They have grown bigger, don't you think?"
I'd better get my magnifying glass, her brother sneered.
Get closer, let me check...
She came over and sat down on the edge of the bed; he immediately took a nipple from her hand and clamped it between his fingers.
Don't touch it!Just watch it!(She patted his hands.) Seriously, Max, don't you think they're getting bigger?
It's Ah...and me, don't you think it's long?
How stupid it is!
He pulled the boxers aside and showed her his erect cock, and he took out the thing.
Obviously, you haven't changed!Lorraine said, pulling down her wrap.
I think you are still obsessed with Ah!
You are so good at speaking!Mixed ball sister!
Lorraine?Can you hurry up?Maria is preparing the dough!
Upstairs was their mother, Biya.
Hidden it quickly, you idiot!Lorraine whispered.
He pulled up his shorts.Biya enters the room.
Still in bed?What a bed-limiting ghost!Come on, get up, big lazy!And you, Lorraine, go to the kitchen; you know what kind of person Charles is, for the donuts, you have to make a bowl of real donuts!
As soon as her daughter left the room, Biya wiped off the slightly nervous smile on her face.
I hope your tongue isn't too long, huh?
Who do you think I am?
She looked very busy and picked up something that was scattered everywhere.
However, you can organize it yourself, you are no longer a child!
He smiled slightly as if nothing had happened, with a listening look, which made Biya's face turn slightly red.
She is working to regain her status as the kind of mother she used to be, and he hasn't done anything to help her.
Come on, come downstairs.Charles is coming soon, we have to accompany him.
Where is Monpepan?Max asked, yawning.
Isn't he coming to see his lover?
He stretched and raised the ribs of his narrow torso; under his shorts, the hardness of his penis was visible.His mother looked away.
Monphen was disliked by Charles to Xavier, who was the unofficial fiancé of Loreline, the son of the general, and a student of the Freris Base.
He was a tall and thin guy with comb-like hair cut, stiff as shoelaces.
He was on duty at Frerisky and he couldn't find a substitute to change shifts.But he will come for lunch tomorrow.
very good!Max said arrogantly and rudely, he hated him to death.
I hope you can be kind to him, and I hope you won’t be so arrogant to us as usual!Biya said after finishing tidying up.
She turned to her son; she had no idea what to speak to him, her frustration was beyond words, and her pain was evident.
Max was angry at his mother's change of attitude after Lorraine came back, but he felt a dull satisfaction at the same time.
You look like a dog in heat!Biya said in a low voice.
He turned his eyes to his abdomen; his cock was erect so hard that his shorts were stretched out from the top.
Instead of pulling it up, he put it down and placed it under the testicles, so that the entire glans was completely protruding.
You haven't said that before!You like the dog that is lustful and estrusy!
Max!
Come and suck it...
He felt that she was about to cry in anger; she was almost broken.
Max!she begged.
Come and suck me, mom, please.I'll be fine, I promise.I won't tell Lorraine, but come and give me a blowjob, I can't stand it anymore...
His voice changed.
Now, Lorraine has more opportunities!What about me?Don't you love me anymore?
The haggard Biya looked at her son's penis.He held it in his hand and raised it temptingly.
Come on, he said, Come on, this is for you, it is yours...Don't you like it?
He rubbed the foreskin back and forth for two or three times, and the glans looked even redder each time.
I have to go downstairs, Max, said Bea.
Your sister...
Come on...just one minute...
He spread his legs apart and whispered.
His cock glittered on his tanned belly skin like a big cherry.
In a trance, Biya walked to the bed.
Max took off his panties happily, then raised his knees and spread his thighs.
Quick, hurry, suck me, mom... hurry... in your mouth... your beautiful mouth...
With a low suffocating sob, she knelt on the foot of the bed, gently holding his balls and penis with both hands.
Her hair scattered as she bent down, scratching Max's abdomen and thighs.
He sighed happily as the tip of his warm tongue wrapped around his glans.
She stretched her neck, swallowed her entire penis, and pinched the ball with her hands.
Max began to bark softly, with anger and pleasure, like a puppy.
Mom's tongue twitched over his glans, her head twitched back and forth, and her hair slipped across his skin.
He cried softly in a sad tone as the cum shot out.
She paused, holding her son's entire penis deep into her mouth, her lips forming a warm ring around his testicles.
She sucked, sucked…he heard her swallowing her cum.
He moaned softly, exhausted by the tension of pleasure.
Suddenly, Biya stood up and ran out of the room like a crazy woman.
It's so amazing, Max yelled at her viciously, you're a queen...
She slammed the door and left; he felt as if he heard her sob in the hallway, but maybe it was just an idea.
He went to wash and went downstairs.
The physiotherapist was drinking Pasti with the commander's father on the balcony.
In the kitchen with the door open, Lorraine tied a pair of aprons in front of her narrow shorts, busy in front of the stove, twisting her butt; the kitchen was filled with the smell of oil smoke.
His mother disappeared.
Are you here?Now is the time.Come on, have a drink, it can make your legs grow hair!
The commander's father poured him a large glass of Pasti.
Charles once again talked about the agency’s clients.
According to him, they were all fascinated!
Especially women in Paris.
A bitch in heat!
A quarter of an hour passed like this.
Max turned around every moment to see if his mom was here.
She finally came; she had changed her clothes, wearing a young summer dress, straps, leaving her shoulders naked, the collar opened under her breasts, closed with pleated lace; she was not wearing a bra, and one could see the areola under white cotton.
The skirt is very tight at the waist and then expands into a pleated crown that stops above the knee.
The commander frowned when he saw her like this because he felt that the dress was indecent.
Showing a passion that seemed pretentious to her son, Bea joined the conversation and flirted with the beauty therapist publicly.
Max deduced that she must have had a large glass of vodka orange juice from the refrigerator to comfort herself, and he couldn't help feeling guilty, probably because his behavior towards her in the bedroom had caused some shadows.
His mother carefully avoided talking to him, not even looking at him or even looking at him.
He noticed her eyelids were swollen.
Then Cathy, the physiotherapist’s wife, came.
She is a short, despicable and disgusting little brunette woman, who speaks loudly and clearly.
Husbands and wives often gossip.
They know the intimate life of almost everyone in the village and around them.
Then Lorraine brought her donuts, and they pounced on them like hungry people and started eating.
The meal was very pleasant and finally diluted by the little rosé wine that the commander's father had brought from Ramaturla area before.
While filling his stomach like everyone else (his sister is really the champion of donuts), Max noticed that his sister Lorraine sat next to Charles and talked and laughed, and made exaggerated tones from time to time.
Cathy knew them since childhood and seemed to care about all this.
The only one on the table who didn't interrupt or eat or drink was his mother Biya.
She just occasionally took a sip of wine, and on the other hand, she kept filling her glass with wine, making the sneaky and cautious attitude that was unique to alcoholics.
At one point, because the bottle of wine was empty, she had to get up and go to the kitchen to get another one; Max regretted it and slipped away from behind her, he met her in front of the refrigerator, hugging her from behind.
Let me go, Max!Return to the table immediately!
Mom, I'm sorry.For the previous...I won't do this again!
He insisted because she kept silent.
Don't sulk, mom.I don't want to make you angry.Please!
He had brought his childish voice with him.
He began to cover her shoulders with a small kiss.
Every time he kisses, he repeats: Mom, mom, please, mom!He felt his mother's body no longer stiff.
He gently kissed her earlobe and then went behind her neck.
You are my dear mother, my beautiful mother.You are my only… You are my mother first and most importantly.The others don't matter, I swear.I hope you love me as much as you used to...
And...you...you will not try...
Biya didn't continue talking.Because the arm that was hugging her son from behind had already touched her breasts.She sighed discouragedly.
Look at what you are now, Max...
I can't help it, Mom, your dress is so exciting.But that doesn't stop anything, I swear!You are still my mom!
We have to go back to the dining table, your sister will doubt it… Let me go…
You won't be angry with me anymore, are you?Swear you won't pout at me again!
She patted his hand gently.
You're a dirty asshole!Do you think I don't know why you want to hug?
He smiled, because his mother Biya no longer had an angry tone and bit her earlobe.He felt a small ring earring hole under his tongue.
Stop making trouble, Max...you're tickling me!
I promise I won't force you anymore, I swear!He said.
So, couples?Should we make out in front of the refrigerator?
It was Cathy who came back with an empty bottle.They separated, but the physiotherapist’s wife looked very natural.What else can be more natural than a son kissing his mother?
I'm here to get ammunition!She said, pointing at the bottle.
And what I want to go to is a small corner!
Biya took out two bottles of rosé from the refrigerator and handed it to Max.
I'll go with you, I want to go too!
Very good, we will hold a competition!
They smiled like two fools and went upstairs together, Max took the wine outside.
After a while, Cathy and her mother returned from the bathroom.
He noticed that she seemed to have recovered her cheerful mood and stopped sulking.
There were several times when she talked to him.
But, strangely, now he felt shrouded in haze, and a dark atmosphere spreading on him.
He didn't understand why, but the longer the meal was eaten, the more he frowned.
Is it because of these three women’s accomplices?
Casey, her mother and Lorraine were openly separated; they sat together, whispering to each other, laughing constantly.
The higher their emotions, the more solemn Max felt rejected.
So he could no longer bear it and stood up from the table after he finished the dessert.
Do you want to leave us already?his sister Lorraine said.
Stay with us and maybe we'll go to the Lizard Bar for a drink.Mom will lend it to us Crown Princess!
He mumbled that he had to get up early the next day because he had something to do and waved to them.As he walked away, he heard the physiotherapist Charles calling for Lorraine.
You should come to the therapy room tomorrow, and I have a client who canceled the appointment tomorrow.I'm going to wax your thighs!You look like a football player with so much hair!
Can you give me a friend a discount price?
He thought it was very much like a disguised tryst…and it was under the commander's father's beard and nose.
His bad mood intensified.
He is jealous of everyone, his mother, his sister.
He began masturbating to comfort himself, but did not stick to it.
He wondered if his mother would go upstairs to give him a hug and how it would be like.
One thing is for sure, he should no longer push and shovify mom like before.
Suddenly, the silence outside made him curious.
He stood up and went out the window.
He was stunned.
The only physiotherapist and his sister remained on the balcony.
Lorraine sat on Charles, his hands between her thighs; while kissing her, he touched her pussy through her shorts.
Good, sister, Max thought.
A married man!
He smiled and thought of Monpepan.
She would make him cuckold, that person, as sexy as her...
Suddenly, they pulled apart, and Lorraine picked up a bunch of dirty dishes and took them to the kitchen.As she passed her father, he returned with a bottle of brandy and two cups.
Ah, Charles sighed... Now that these women have all gone, we can speak like men!
Max is back in bed; Cathy may have gone home, but where has his mom gone?
He listened carefully.
Maybe she's gone to bed.
The thought that she wouldn't come up to see him, and the thought that she might still be angry with him, an animal-like sadness surged into his heart... But fortunately, he heard her voice again.
I washed my face with clean water and it felt good. This rosé wine is really weird...
Have a glass of brandy, Daddy Commander said, it will cheer you up!
His mother refused.He heard her voice rise.
The little guy's room was on, I went upstairs to turn it off, and the lights would attract insects...
He felt his heart cheering and hurriedly took off his pajamas and underwear.
You bet, Lorraine teases her, the bugs are taking the blame.Say you want to go up and give him a hug!How old do you want to indulge him like this?Every night, if his mother doesn't come to kiss him, the husband refuses to go to bed.
The commander and physiotherapist joined Lorraine and made fun of Biya for this.They made usual jokes to Max.
You want to turn that child into a coward!The commander complained, regretting his son's lack of masculinity.
I'll turn off the light and then go down!Biya agreed.
He heard her coming upstairs and hummed.She slowly opened the door and saw that he was not asleep.
Have you heard it?She whispered.
How did they laugh at your mom!
I thought you wouldn't come.
Well, look, I'm here.I'm here anyway.But you are not worthy of you, you naughty kid!
Max pouted and stretched out his arms.
She sat by the bed, but was far away, only at his feet.
He did not insist on letting her get close, and he noticed that his mother was still on guard.
However, she didn't seem to really resent him.
She moved a little closer when she heard the conversation going downstairs, but patted his hand as he wanted to pull her closer.
Do you like Lorraine?she asked.
It was amazing that she had changed so much in a month; it was tanned, and it was perfect for her.She has become more like a woman, don't you think?
As he remained silent, she asked him: Are you sulking, Max?Why do you want to sulk?You didn't say a word during the entire meal.What happened?
I'm very jealous.Max admits.
You don't just care about Lorraine!
So, this is the best one!Didn’t I come up and do it for you… (She smiled nervously) Good night, when everyone was laughing at me?
What you want to say is: Give you a hug!Are you going to make one for me?
My tongue broke just now... You are too big, not a boy... And you were too naughty before...
Do you have underwear under your skirt?
Max, it's not your business.
Let me kiss your back, just one!
impossible!
He felt his cock harden and she was flirting, which was a good sign.
So in front, mom?In the hair?In your little nest?
Please, you disgusting child!
Then just put your lace on your breasts...
No, you don't deserve it.
Is it worth it?
Max lowered the sheets to reveal his hard cock.He spread his thighs.His penis was shaking.Mom Biya shook her hand contemptuously.
Hide it, you naughty kid!Are these methods?
On my cuckoo egg, mom.On my balls...a kiss...look, don't you like my cuckoo eggs?
Please shut up and don't say those bad swear words to your mother.
What do we say?Plum?Do you like my prunes?
She said: Plum... is not plum, it is plum... little plum!
They are not small, they are big.See how big they are...
He weighed them in his hands, lifted his knees and let her see his anus.His mother stroked the two eggs with her fingertips.She played with them and stroked them with her thumb.
With your mouth, mom, Max pleaded, just like before!
Shh!Speak quietly, you fool, do you want them to hear us?
Lick them, Max pleaded, and then you can suck the tip...
No, Biya gently stroked them and said, "They are so ugly."They are not worth it either!They have bullied their mothers and did bad things to their mothers!
She enthusiastically held her son's firm penis with her hands and gently stretched out her glans.
Naughty guy in estrus!She whispered.
He trembled for a long time when she touched his glans with the tip of her thumb.
You hate them, right, my cuckoo eggs?
She shook her head, slowly slid off the bed, knelt on the ground, bent down, and kissed her son's testicles twice.
Lorraine's laughter can be heard downstairs.
Physiotherapist Charles is telling another story about him.
No, I don't hate them, Mom Biya whispered.
They are ugly cuckoo eggs, but I love them equally…and you, you are even uglier than them!
The most hypocritical one is you, but I still love you.Max whispered.
His mother licked his testicles gently, her tongue licked up and down his perineum, until his anus, and then licked back on top and pulled up his testicles.
Oh, it's delicious!
He leaned back on the pillow, lowered his butt, raised his knees, and opened himself for his mother.
Little Devil!His mother said, slowly kissing her lips on her son's anus.
He felt his mother's tongue stick out and his eyes widened.Mom Biya is licking my asshole!
But his mouth was already moving upwards and he felt his tongue on his glans.The warm, wet touch almost made him scream, and he started to cry like a suffocation.
Oh, yes, mom, yes, he cried and begged his mom, yes…sucking the chicken head…sucking it…
Naughty kid...naughty, naughty kid...
She gently licked his glans with her tongue while scratching his anus with her fingertips.
Mom is driving him crazy.
He felt like a dirty little baby.
His mother's mouth swallowed his glans and slid to the bottom of his cock.
A flash of light flashed before his eyes, and he bit his lips, and the involuntary pleasure almost burst out.
He gasped.
She slowly stepped back, playing with his cock, teasing his glans with her fingertips.
He jumped up nervously and begged her in a low voice.
Use your mouth, your mouth...empty my balls so that I can fall asleep peacefully...
She lowered her head, clamped the glans with her lips, and licked it.
Oh... put it in, hurry, come...
She swallowed her entire cock and sucked.
And, to his surprise, she inserted a finger into his asshole while sucking.
He felt himself opening up, his sperm gushing out with incredible force.
Max fell back like a dying man, moaning softly.
Swallow it, well, swallow it all, this is for you...
He felt her swallowing.Then she took a step back.He panted and asked her to open her mouth and let him see that she had swallowed everything.
She stuck her tongue out to him, like an eared hornbill.There is some semen on it.
Are you satisfied?Naughty kid...
Oh, mom, mom...I love you, mom...I love you so much...I will make us do more dirty things forever...ever...
She was wiping his glans with the bed sheet.Suddenly, he remembered that she had kissed his anus, turned over, then knelt down and lifted his ass.
Here, mom, here...
He touched his anus.
But you are so disgusting!Your bad habits!More than your father!You deserve...
She put her finger on his anus and pretended to push it in.
Yes, yes… Max moaned.
His anus expanded.
No, this is too dirty!
She leaned over and kissed one side of her hips, then kissed the other side.
In the middle, mom...
Biya put her lips on her son's anus and licked it.
Finger...Finger...Finger...
She shrank back, placed her fingers on the small brown dot, and pushed them down deeply.
She used her other hand to pull out her son's balls and cock.
She felt the latter had begun to harden.
She twitched her fingers back and forth, over and over again.
Oh my God, what am I doing...
She withdrew her fingers and stood up, one step away from the bed.Max had jumped to her feet.
No, stay...I will do it for you...
He grabbed her hand suddenly and let her put one knee on the bed.
He leaned against her back and made her bow, lifting her skirt up in an instant.
As her mother Biya suffocated groan, she pressed her face against the bed sheet.
She wasn't wearing underwear, Max spread her hips open.
He saw that his mother's vagina was soaked, with a few sticky silver threads hanging between her labia like spider webs, sticking to the fibrous roots of her black pubic hair.
Open it well, mom, give it to me...it's mine...
She bit the sheets and drooled the corners of her mouth.
When her son's penis was pressed against her private parts, she began to moan softly.
The son stood behind his mother with thrills, held up her buttocks with both hands and completely spread her butt.
He could clearly see how his penis penetrated into her mother's body, making her panting.
As his son thrust violently again and again, Biya's anus would also loosen and tighten regularly with her son's movement.
This is mine, right?Mother!Is this mine?Everything...all...
He was kneading her ass, her thighs, searching her gaps, looking for her clitoris.
Yes…it depends on you…
I've been away from there, Max said.
…Leaving from there… (He swayed his penis in his mother Bea’s vagina) And now…I’m going in…
Yes... This is your nest, this is your house... Your home, Max, you are my bones and blood... You leave me and you can come back at any time... As you wish, it all depends on you...
Yes, for me, for me.
He couldn't ejaculate and began to cry in frustration.
Suddenly, he felt that his mother Biya's love fluid had flowed over his testicles, and his testicles were completely moistened by his mother's body fluids.
The moment of discovery was like a small arrow shooting through him, and several spurs of semen with pleasure erupted out, and then he fell to the ground, exhausted.
His mother didn't move, and she still maintained the same lustful posture.
He put his face close to the red slit and breathed the strong smell it emitted... He put his mouth on it and licked it; his mother's vagina tasted as delicious as sashimi.
So, lovers, Lorraine shouted downstairs, is this hug almost over?
Oh, my God!
In an instant, Biya stood up, she pulled down her skirt, helped her son who had been leaning against the bed, and let him lie down.
She pulled the sheets onto him.
He smiled happily, his eyes closed.
She kissed his eyelids and then kissed his mouth very gently.
Then she turned off the lights and left the room.
He is already asleep...
"Part 2: Sisters, Followers, Guests"
He could hear them downstairs, in Lorraine's room, smiling like two female students.
Their accomplices always made him a little jealous.
Anyway, I've fucked my mom!He thought, but you can't say that!He smiled very hard himself.
He has no mind to study.
He picked up a detective novel and tried in vain to immerse himself in it.
He fell asleep as he read the novel.
So, are you a big lazy person?Is this how you learn?
Lorraine hurried over to see him, she was as sun-skinned as a dying sparrow.
Is what you read interesting?
It's OK.What about you, are you having fun in Corsica?
It's amazing, I will tell you!
Lorraine lowered her voice and she gave him a knowing look.He inferred that she must have had a sexual story there.She walked to the window and came back, she was restless and could not calm down.
Charles and his lover are coming to dinner tonight, and mom wants me to make zucchini flower donuts!She sighed.
Now she is a young and beautiful girl again!She combed her hair with her fingers and arched her slender breasts, making her lemon-shaped breasts stand out.
This is a good thing, did you buy it in Corsica?
In Bastia.This is a hidden heart, do you like it?
She arched her back even more, posing as a nude model, putting her hands on her hips and stretching her legs forward.
A hidden person, Max smiled and said, that's everything it can hide... because for others!
He often makes fun of her little tits.She stuck out her tongue at him and rolled up her knitted fabric.The purple tips of her tiny breasts stood up.
Look, Luo Lin bent down and said, "They have grown bigger, don't you think?"
I'd better get my magnifying glass, her brother sneered.
Get closer, let me check...
She came over and sat down on the edge of the bed; he immediately took a nipple from her hand and clamped it between his fingers.
Don't touch it!Just watch it!(She patted his hands.) Seriously, Max, don't you think they're getting bigger?
It's Ah...and me, don't you think it's long?
How stupid it is!
He pulled the boxers aside and showed her his erect cock, and he took out the thing.
Obviously, you haven't changed!Lorraine said, pulling down her wrap.
I think you are still obsessed with Ah!
You are so good at speaking!Mixed ball sister!
Lorraine?Can you hurry up?Maria is preparing the dough!
Upstairs was their mother, Biya.
Hidden it quickly, you idiot!Lorraine whispered.
He pulled up his shorts.Biya enters the room.
Still in bed?What a bed-limiting ghost!Come on, get up, big lazy!And you, Lorraine, go to the kitchen; you know what kind of person Charles is, for the donuts, you have to make a bowl of real donuts!
As soon as her daughter left the room, Biya wiped off the slightly nervous smile on her face.
I hope your tongue isn't too long, huh?
Who do you think I am?
She looked very busy and picked up something that was scattered everywhere.
However, you can organize it yourself, you are no longer a child!
He smiled slightly as if nothing had happened, with a listening look, which made Biya's face turn slightly red.
She is working to regain her status as the kind of mother she used to be, and he hasn't done anything to help her.
Come on, come downstairs.Charles is coming soon, we have to accompany him.
Where is Monpepan?Max asked, yawning.
Isn't he coming to see his lover?
He stretched and raised the ribs of his narrow torso; under his shorts, the hardness of his penis was visible.His mother looked away.
Monphen was disliked by Charles to Xavier, who was the unofficial fiancé of Loreline, the son of the general, and a student of the Freris Base.
He was a tall and thin guy with comb-like hair cut, stiff as shoelaces.
He was on duty at Frerisky and he couldn't find a substitute to change shifts.But he will come for lunch tomorrow.
very good!Max said arrogantly and rudely, he hated him to death.
I hope you can be kind to him, and I hope you won’t be so arrogant to us as usual!Biya said after finishing tidying up.
She turned to her son; she had no idea what to speak to him, her frustration was beyond words, and her pain was evident.
Max was angry at his mother's change of attitude after Lorraine came back, but he felt a dull satisfaction at the same time.
You look like a dog in heat!Biya said in a low voice.
He turned his eyes to his abdomen; his cock was erect so hard that his shorts were stretched out from the top.
Instead of pulling it up, he put it down and placed it under the testicles, so that the entire glans was completely protruding.
You haven't said that before!You like the dog that is lustful and estrusy!
Max!
Come and suck it...
He felt that she was about to cry in anger; she was almost broken.
Max!she begged.
Come and suck me, mom, please.I'll be fine, I promise.I won't tell Lorraine, but come and give me a blowjob, I can't stand it anymore...
His voice changed.
Now, Lorraine has more opportunities!What about me?Don't you love me anymore?
The haggard Biya looked at her son's penis.He held it in his hand and raised it temptingly.
Come on, he said, Come on, this is for you, it is yours...Don't you like it?
He rubbed the foreskin back and forth for two or three times, and the glans looked even redder each time.
I have to go downstairs, Max, said Bea.
Your sister...
Come on...just one minute...
He spread his legs apart and whispered.
His cock glittered on his tanned belly skin like a big cherry.
In a trance, Biya walked to the bed.
Max took off his panties happily, then raised his knees and spread his thighs.
Quick, hurry, suck me, mom... hurry... in your mouth... your beautiful mouth...
With a low suffocating sob, she knelt on the foot of the bed, gently holding his balls and penis with both hands.
Her hair scattered as she bent down, scratching Max's abdomen and thighs.
He sighed happily as the tip of his warm tongue wrapped around his glans.
She stretched her neck, swallowed her entire penis, and pinched the ball with her hands.
Max began to bark softly, with anger and pleasure, like a puppy.
Mom's tongue twitched over his glans, her head twitched back and forth, and her hair slipped across his skin.
He cried softly in a sad tone as the cum shot out.
She paused, holding her son's entire penis deep into her mouth, her lips forming a warm ring around his testicles.
She sucked, sucked…he heard her swallowing her cum.
He moaned softly, exhausted by the tension of pleasure.
Suddenly, Biya stood up and ran out of the room like a crazy woman.
It's so amazing, Max yelled at her viciously, you're a queen...
She slammed the door and left; he felt as if he heard her sob in the hallway, but maybe it was just an idea.
He went to wash and went downstairs.
The physiotherapist was drinking Pasti with the commander's father on the balcony.
In the kitchen with the door open, Lorraine tied a pair of aprons in front of her narrow shorts, busy in front of the stove, twisting her butt; the kitchen was filled with the smell of oil smoke.
His mother disappeared.
Are you here?Now is the time.Come on, have a drink, it can make your legs grow hair!
The commander's father poured him a large glass of Pasti.
Charles once again talked about the agency’s clients.
According to him, they were all fascinated!
Especially women in Paris.
A bitch in heat!
A quarter of an hour passed like this.
Max turned around every moment to see if his mom was here.
She finally came; she had changed her clothes, wearing a young summer dress, straps, leaving her shoulders naked, the collar opened under her breasts, closed with pleated lace; she was not wearing a bra, and one could see the areola under white cotton.
The skirt is very tight at the waist and then expands into a pleated crown that stops above the knee.
The commander frowned when he saw her like this because he felt that the dress was indecent.
Showing a passion that seemed pretentious to her son, Bea joined the conversation and flirted with the beauty therapist publicly.
Max deduced that she must have had a large glass of vodka orange juice from the refrigerator to comfort herself, and he couldn't help feeling guilty, probably because his behavior towards her in the bedroom had caused some shadows.
His mother carefully avoided talking to him, not even looking at him or even looking at him.
He noticed her eyelids were swollen.
Then Cathy, the physiotherapist’s wife, came.
She is a short, despicable and disgusting little brunette woman, who speaks loudly and clearly.
Husbands and wives often gossip.
They know the intimate life of almost everyone in the village and around them.
Then Lorraine brought her donuts, and they pounced on them like hungry people and started eating.
The meal was very pleasant and finally diluted by the little rosé wine that the commander's father had brought from Ramaturla area before.
While filling his stomach like everyone else (his sister is really the champion of donuts), Max noticed that his sister Lorraine sat next to Charles and talked and laughed, and made exaggerated tones from time to time.
Cathy knew them since childhood and seemed to care about all this.
The only one on the table who didn't interrupt or eat or drink was his mother Biya.
She just occasionally took a sip of wine, and on the other hand, she kept filling her glass with wine, making the sneaky and cautious attitude that was unique to alcoholics.
At one point, because the bottle of wine was empty, she had to get up and go to the kitchen to get another one; Max regretted it and slipped away from behind her, he met her in front of the refrigerator, hugging her from behind.
Let me go, Max!Return to the table immediately!
Mom, I'm sorry.For the previous...I won't do this again!
He insisted because she kept silent.
Don't sulk, mom.I don't want to make you angry.Please!
He had brought his childish voice with him.
He began to cover her shoulders with a small kiss.
Every time he kisses, he repeats: Mom, mom, please, mom!He felt his mother's body no longer stiff.
He gently kissed her earlobe and then went behind her neck.
You are my dear mother, my beautiful mother.You are my only… You are my mother first and most importantly.The others don't matter, I swear.I hope you love me as much as you used to...
And...you...you will not try...
Biya didn't continue talking.Because the arm that was hugging her son from behind had already touched her breasts.She sighed discouragedly.
Look at what you are now, Max...
I can't help it, Mom, your dress is so exciting.But that doesn't stop anything, I swear!You are still my mom!
We have to go back to the dining table, your sister will doubt it… Let me go…
You won't be angry with me anymore, are you?Swear you won't pout at me again!
She patted his hand gently.
You're a dirty asshole!Do you think I don't know why you want to hug?
He smiled, because his mother Biya no longer had an angry tone and bit her earlobe.He felt a small ring earring hole under his tongue.
Stop making trouble, Max...you're tickling me!
I promise I won't force you anymore, I swear!He said.
So, couples?Should we make out in front of the refrigerator?
It was Cathy who came back with an empty bottle.They separated, but the physiotherapist’s wife looked very natural.What else can be more natural than a son kissing his mother?
I'm here to get ammunition!She said, pointing at the bottle.
And what I want to go to is a small corner!
Biya took out two bottles of rosé from the refrigerator and handed it to Max.
I'll go with you, I want to go too!
Very good, we will hold a competition!
They smiled like two fools and went upstairs together, Max took the wine outside.
After a while, Cathy and her mother returned from the bathroom.
He noticed that she seemed to have recovered her cheerful mood and stopped sulking.
There were several times when she talked to him.
But, strangely, now he felt shrouded in haze, and a dark atmosphere spreading on him.
He didn't understand why, but the longer the meal was eaten, the more he frowned.
Is it because of these three women’s accomplices?
Casey, her mother and Lorraine were openly separated; they sat together, whispering to each other, laughing constantly.
The higher their emotions, the more solemn Max felt rejected.
So he could no longer bear it and stood up from the table after he finished the dessert.
Do you want to leave us already?his sister Lorraine said.
Stay with us and maybe we'll go to the Lizard Bar for a drink.Mom will lend it to us Crown Princess!
He mumbled that he had to get up early the next day because he had something to do and waved to them.As he walked away, he heard the physiotherapist Charles calling for Lorraine.
You should come to the therapy room tomorrow, and I have a client who canceled the appointment tomorrow.I'm going to wax your thighs!You look like a football player with so much hair!
Can you give me a friend a discount price?
He thought it was very much like a disguised tryst…and it was under the commander's father's beard and nose.
His bad mood intensified.
He is jealous of everyone, his mother, his sister.
He began masturbating to comfort himself, but did not stick to it.
He wondered if his mother would go upstairs to give him a hug and how it would be like.
One thing is for sure, he should no longer push and shovify mom like before.
Suddenly, the silence outside made him curious.
He stood up and went out the window.
He was stunned.
The only physiotherapist and his sister remained on the balcony.
Lorraine sat on Charles, his hands between her thighs; while kissing her, he touched her pussy through her shorts.
Good, sister, Max thought.
A married man!
He smiled and thought of Monpepan.
She would make him cuckold, that person, as sexy as her...
Suddenly, they pulled apart, and Lorraine picked up a bunch of dirty dishes and took them to the kitchen.As she passed her father, he returned with a bottle of brandy and two cups.
Ah, Charles sighed... Now that these women have all gone, we can speak like men!
Max is back in bed; Cathy may have gone home, but where has his mom gone?
He listened carefully.
Maybe she's gone to bed.
The thought that she wouldn't come up to see him, and the thought that she might still be angry with him, an animal-like sadness surged into his heart... But fortunately, he heard her voice again.
I washed my face with clean water and it felt good. This rosé wine is really weird...
Have a glass of brandy, Daddy Commander said, it will cheer you up!
His mother refused.He heard her voice rise.
The little guy's room was on, I went upstairs to turn it off, and the lights would attract insects...
He felt his heart cheering and hurriedly took off his pajamas and underwear.
You bet, Lorraine teases her, the bugs are taking the blame.Say you want to go up and give him a hug!How old do you want to indulge him like this?Every night, if his mother doesn't come to kiss him, the husband refuses to go to bed.
The commander and physiotherapist joined Lorraine and made fun of Biya for this.They made usual jokes to Max.
You want to turn that child into a coward!The commander complained, regretting his son's lack of masculinity.
I'll turn off the light and then go down!Biya agreed.
He heard her coming upstairs and hummed.She slowly opened the door and saw that he was not asleep.
Have you heard it?She whispered.
How did they laugh at your mom!
I thought you wouldn't come.
Well, look, I'm here.I'm here anyway.But you are not worthy of you, you naughty kid!
Max pouted and stretched out his arms.
She sat by the bed, but was far away, only at his feet.
He did not insist on letting her get close, and he noticed that his mother was still on guard.
However, she didn't seem to really resent him.
She moved a little closer when she heard the conversation going downstairs, but patted his hand as he wanted to pull her closer.
Do you like Lorraine?she asked.
It was amazing that she had changed so much in a month; it was tanned, and it was perfect for her.She has become more like a woman, don't you think?
As he remained silent, she asked him: Are you sulking, Max?Why do you want to sulk?You didn't say a word during the entire meal.What happened?
I'm very jealous.Max admits.
You don't just care about Lorraine!
So, this is the best one!Didn’t I come up and do it for you… (She smiled nervously) Good night, when everyone was laughing at me?
What you want to say is: Give you a hug!Are you going to make one for me?
My tongue broke just now... You are too big, not a boy... And you were too naughty before...
Do you have underwear under your skirt?
Max, it's not your business.
Let me kiss your back, just one!
impossible!
He felt his cock harden and she was flirting, which was a good sign.
So in front, mom?In the hair?In your little nest?
Please, you disgusting child!
Then just put your lace on your breasts...
No, you don't deserve it.
Is it worth it?
Max lowered the sheets to reveal his hard cock.He spread his thighs.His penis was shaking.Mom Biya shook her hand contemptuously.
Hide it, you naughty kid!Are these methods?
On my cuckoo egg, mom.On my balls...a kiss...look, don't you like my cuckoo eggs?
Please shut up and don't say those bad swear words to your mother.
What do we say?Plum?Do you like my prunes?
She said: Plum... is not plum, it is plum... little plum!
They are not small, they are big.See how big they are...
He weighed them in his hands, lifted his knees and let her see his anus.His mother stroked the two eggs with her fingertips.She played with them and stroked them with her thumb.
With your mouth, mom, Max pleaded, just like before!
Shh!Speak quietly, you fool, do you want them to hear us?
Lick them, Max pleaded, and then you can suck the tip...
No, Biya gently stroked them and said, "They are so ugly."They are not worth it either!They have bullied their mothers and did bad things to their mothers!
She enthusiastically held her son's firm penis with her hands and gently stretched out her glans.
Naughty guy in estrus!She whispered.
He trembled for a long time when she touched his glans with the tip of her thumb.
You hate them, right, my cuckoo eggs?
She shook her head, slowly slid off the bed, knelt on the ground, bent down, and kissed her son's testicles twice.
Lorraine's laughter can be heard downstairs.
Physiotherapist Charles is telling another story about him.
No, I don't hate them, Mom Biya whispered.
They are ugly cuckoo eggs, but I love them equally…and you, you are even uglier than them!
The most hypocritical one is you, but I still love you.Max whispered.
His mother licked his testicles gently, her tongue licked up and down his perineum, until his anus, and then licked back on top and pulled up his testicles.
Oh, it's delicious!
He leaned back on the pillow, lowered his butt, raised his knees, and opened himself for his mother.
Little Devil!His mother said, slowly kissing her lips on her son's anus.
He felt his mother's tongue stick out and his eyes widened.Mom Biya is licking my asshole!
But his mouth was already moving upwards and he felt his tongue on his glans.The warm, wet touch almost made him scream, and he started to cry like a suffocation.
Oh, yes, mom, yes, he cried and begged his mom, yes…sucking the chicken head…sucking it…
Naughty kid...naughty, naughty kid...
She gently licked his glans with her tongue while scratching his anus with her fingertips.
Mom is driving him crazy.
He felt like a dirty little baby.
His mother's mouth swallowed his glans and slid to the bottom of his cock.
A flash of light flashed before his eyes, and he bit his lips, and the involuntary pleasure almost burst out.
He gasped.
She slowly stepped back, playing with his cock, teasing his glans with her fingertips.
He jumped up nervously and begged her in a low voice.
Use your mouth, your mouth...empty my balls so that I can fall asleep peacefully...
She lowered her head, clamped the glans with her lips, and licked it.
Oh... put it in, hurry, come...
She swallowed her entire cock and sucked.
And, to his surprise, she inserted a finger into his asshole while sucking.
He felt himself opening up, his sperm gushing out with incredible force.
Max fell back like a dying man, moaning softly.
Swallow it, well, swallow it all, this is for you...
He felt her swallowing.Then she took a step back.He panted and asked her to open her mouth and let him see that she had swallowed everything.
She stuck her tongue out to him, like an eared hornbill.There is some semen on it.
Are you satisfied?Naughty kid...
Oh, mom, mom...I love you, mom...I love you so much...I will make us do more dirty things forever...ever...
She was wiping his glans with the bed sheet.Suddenly, he remembered that she had kissed his anus, turned over, then knelt down and lifted his ass.
Here, mom, here...
He touched his anus.
But you are so disgusting!Your bad habits!More than your father!You deserve...
She put her finger on his anus and pretended to push it in.
Yes, yes… Max moaned.
His anus expanded.
No, this is too dirty!
She leaned over and kissed one side of her hips, then kissed the other side.
In the middle, mom...
Biya put her lips on her son's anus and licked it.
Finger...Finger...Finger...
She shrank back, placed her fingers on the small brown dot, and pushed them down deeply.
She used her other hand to pull out her son's balls and cock.
She felt the latter had begun to harden.
She twitched her fingers back and forth, over and over again.
Oh my God, what am I doing...
She withdrew her fingers and stood up, one step away from the bed.Max had jumped to her feet.
No, stay...I will do it for you...
He grabbed her hand suddenly and let her put one knee on the bed.
He leaned against her back and made her bow, lifting her skirt up in an instant.
As her mother Biya suffocated groan, she pressed her face against the bed sheet.
She wasn't wearing underwear, Max spread her hips open.
He saw that his mother's vagina was soaked, with a few sticky silver threads hanging between her labia like spider webs, sticking to the fibrous roots of her black pubic hair.
Open it well, mom, give it to me...it's mine...
She bit the sheets and drooled the corners of her mouth.
When her son's penis was pressed against her private parts, she began to moan softly.
The son stood behind his mother with thrills, held up her buttocks with both hands and completely spread her butt.
He could clearly see how his penis penetrated into her mother's body, making her panting.
As his son thrust violently again and again, Biya's anus would also loosen and tighten regularly with her son's movement.
This is mine, right?Mother!Is this mine?Everything...all...
He was kneading her ass, her thighs, searching her gaps, looking for her clitoris.
Yes…it depends on you…
I've been away from there, Max said.
…Leaving from there… (He swayed his penis in his mother Bea’s vagina) And now…I’m going in…
Yes... This is your nest, this is your house... Your home, Max, you are my bones and blood... You leave me and you can come back at any time... As you wish, it all depends on you...
Yes, for me, for me.
He couldn't ejaculate and began to cry in frustration.
Suddenly, he felt that his mother Biya's love fluid had flowed over his testicles, and his testicles were completely moistened by his mother's body fluids.
The moment of discovery was like a small arrow shooting through him, and several spurs of semen with pleasure erupted out, and then he fell to the ground, exhausted.
His mother didn't move, and she still maintained the same lustful posture.
He put his face close to the red slit and breathed the strong smell it emitted... He put his mouth on it and licked it; his mother's vagina tasted as delicious as sashimi.
So, lovers, Lorraine shouted downstairs, is this hug almost over?
Oh, my God!
In an instant, Biya stood up, she pulled down her skirt, helped her son who had been leaning against the bed, and let him lie down.
She pulled the sheets onto him.
He smiled happily, his eyes closed.
She kissed his eyelids and then kissed his mouth very gently.
Then she turned off the lights and left the room.
He is already asleep...
"Part 2: Sisters, Followers, Guests"
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