Chapter 2

He moved with a skillful and skillful pace of the Sioux people, slanting across the lawn.

The dry grass made almost no sound as he walked barefootly, and the rustling of cicadas was so strong that even though his mother had not fallen asleep due to the hot weather and the drink of vodka, she could not hear him approaching silently.

He walked onto the stone road and saw his mother Biya's naked body, which made him hold his breath.

Mother?Are you sleeping?He said softly.

He looked down at her whole body; she did not hide any part of her body from him; she stretched on the lounge chair, her legs apart, her heavy breasts drooping on her tanned breasts, so white that it felt obscene, with a wide dark pink areola on her nipples.

Your whole body is exposed, mom...I want to borrow the light from it...

His voice was so soft; a simple precaution in case his mother wasn't really asleep.

However, Biya's body spread out toward Mai Mai without shame, dedicating all her limbs and female secrets to her son's desire... Mai Mai stretched forward and looked down at the thick pubic hair growing on the base of her lower abdomen from under the sunshade umbrella.

This was his most interesting place, and he could feel the wet vaginal crack covered by the fluffy.

This made his heart beat wildly, as if he was hit hard, and his mother's hair was so black and so dense; it had a wild and slutty similar to some dangerous beast.

One of her thighs fell loosely on one side and half bent, her knees slightly folded, and the other thigh was stretched in front of him.

Mom's canyon opened slightly.

He clearly identified the purple-red, slightly wrinkled and slightly raised labia majora, arranged around the slit, and the bright edges of the bright pink mucosa.

Mai Mai felt his penis hard and firm under his swimming trunks, and he glanced at the direction of his villa in doubt.

The old commander, my father must have snored like thunder, and the process of eating and digestion made him exhausted and fall into a deep sleep.

Mai Mai dispelled his doubts and made himself calm.

However, it is not wise to stay here to peep; if his mother wakes up, she will immediately realize what is happening in front of her.

In order not to leave shadows or disturb himself when passing by, he walked quickly on tiptoe as he passed by his mother.

Then sit on the fiery stone slab and let yourself slide into the pool.

The water was so warm that it made him feel a little nauseous, and his whole body felt like he was soaked in a large amount of urine.

He lay quietly in the water and swam silently to the end of the pool.

Then he swam back in the opposite direction; he swam in breaststroke, paying attention not to stir up splashes, and glide in the water as lightly as possible.

His mother was right opposite him, her thighs spread out and one hand dangled from the ground.

Mai Maiyou returned to the edge of the pool, no longer had the courage to support him to swim away; he floated directly opposite the recliner, his chin resting on the edge of the pool, and his eyes were once again trapped in his mother's black pubic hair.

Mom Biya's genitals were like a cracked oyster, and her soft flesh was exposed.

His heartbeat was accelerating.

His heart beat so violently that Maime could hear it echoing inside his skull.

He saw everything about his mother, absolutely everything, and even the most secret tenderness inside her lower body!

This was the first time he was able to indulge in observing the sexual organs of a mature woman so calmly, rather than just through the photo: pink folds surrounded the cracked petals of the vagina, and a drop of wetness was oozing from it, fascinating him with the labia part of the spine-like labia of two small ridges, and at the top of the ridge where the folds intersected, where the two lips intersected, the erect clitoris was as beautiful as a raised jade bead.

God... I saw my mother's vagina, so complete her vagina!

Mai Mai slid one hand into his swimming trunks and began masturbating silently in the slightly warm pool water. His eyes were fixed on the unusual mollusks that were open in the tuft of hair.

Oh, fuck, fuck... He kept talking to himself, Oh, fuck... I saw her whole plump fresh abalone.

Mai Mai has never felt this strongly.

He used to be on Escarlett Beach.

When he hid behind the rock and masturbated for his girlfriend, he never dared to look directly at their lower body private parts because he was worried that this would make him look too dirty.

Of course, he rarely tried such behavior several times. They would immediately put their thighs together to block his observation, which would instantly shatter his curiosity, and he did not dare to persevere.

There, a trace of spasm was created in the sticky place between the flesh; a drop of clear beads flowed out of the vagina and slid down the gaps in the buttocks.

He trembled for this.

It is alive, it can move around on its own, and it exists independently for itself, even when his mother is sleeping; just like his own genitals; often at night, he will be awakened by the sting of his lower abdomen, and he feels his penis hard and stiff erect and thirsty for satisfaction, undoubtedly being stimulated by the sexual dream he just had.

Does his mother have similar dreams?

Another drop of beads formed, shining in the sunlight, crystal clear in the heart of the pink grail-like stamen, like a drop of dew shining among the petals of a thick, big and furry crown.

Then, the beads drooped, forming a long thread of silk that shone like silk, and finally landed on the recliner, just between mother Bea's buttocks.

Unbelievable, she also flows when she sleeps... just like us... except for feeling... maybe it's different...

He once stimulated their sexual desire by constantly rubbing against their girlfriends' private parts, and he did feel their place gradually becoming moisturized, but he had never seen such a process with his own eyes.

She can gush in her sleep!

The vulgar words used between their boys made him smirk silently.

This is his mother!

And he was watching his mother's pussy and was shooting a pistol.

He repeatedly recited these dirty words in his mind, which made him even more excited.

However, realizing that this is his own mother...this consciousness makes him panic in confusion and guilt.

If he saw another woman in the same situation, he would naturally be excited, but he would not feel this shock and emotion.

Mai Mai slowed down the stroke of his hand, and he didn't want to reach orgasm immediately and squirt out; he suddenly felt that maybe it was an illusion that his mother Biya's vagina was slowly opening up, as if flowers were blooming; and the clitoral buds at the top were also expanding more and more.

A kind of doubt surged into his heart, his mother was awake; she saw him staring at her.

That's why her sexual organs react so much...

But he immediately denied it and dispelled the idea.Absolutely impossible!If mother wakes up, she will jump up immediately, be furious, she will...

This time, the boy clearly saw the mother's vaginal petals raised and closed, and a drop of tears flowed along her pubic hair that was bigger than before.

The woman in her sleeping body trembled slightly, and she arched her back slightly on the recliner.

He was immediately frightened to petrification.

If my mother suddenly wakes up at this moment, he will be completely finished and he will be in great disaster and trouble.

However, at this moment, a dirty big gray fly fell on my mother's belly button.

He saw his mother obviously frightened and trembled, raised his hand, suddenly leaned forward, and opened his mouth.

He didn't have time to subconsciously bend his knees and let himself slide to the bottom of the pool; while swimming underwater, his abdomen was against the tiles at the bottom of the pool, and he swam to the other side.

When he had to surface and breathe, he saw his mom had covered himself with a towel.

However, it was a very small towel, and the large towel was scattered on the floor behind the table.

He could still see some of his mother's pubic hair, still sandwiched between the roots of her thighs that were sun-broken, and her breasts were only partially covered.

Mai Mai!

Mother?

His mother frowned.

Mai Mai, what are you doing here?

He opened his innocent big eyes wide open.

However... I'm swimming Ah, you see...

You could have...you could have woken me up anyway!At least!You clearly saw that I was naked!

I really didn't see it, I promise you that I just want to soak in the water for a while!My room was so hot!

Biya tightly wrapped the towel around her body like a waist cloth, trying to stop her breasts from spilling out.Her son stood in the swimming pool in front of her, with a slightly silly smile.

I'm going back to review my homework now so that you can be quiet and not be disturbed anymore.

He spread his arms and climbed up from the pool.Biya had to see her son's crotch erection in his swimming trunks.

Wow, it's so hot!

He jumped to the lounge chair, bent down and kissed his mother on the cheek.

Let me go, Mai Mai, the weather is already hot enough!

But she pushed him so weakly!

The touch of her palm on his smooth chest made the mother and son shudder at the same time.

Biya couldn't help but retreat slightly, and one breast just emerged from the towel, with wide and round areola and firm nipples.

A crazy idea swept across Mai Mai's mind.

A hug, a mom, a kiss, just like when I was a kid!

He knelt on the ground, his mouth pressed against his mother's nipples.He felt the soft texture of his breasts become loose on his chin, as if it was being flattened by his chin.

Mai Mai... enough!Go back to your room!

She pushed him away with her hands, but the towel slid off her abdomen, revealing her second breast.

She tried to lift the towel up in anger, but found that a tuft of pubic hair was exposed in her vagina.

Mai Mai let out a reserved and awkward smile, pretending to be shy and cover his eyes.

I saw nothing, mom, I promise you... I just saw some hair!

He smirked and rushed towards the dry lawn.

There was still the touch of his firm nipples in his mouth and the smell of aromatherapy sunscreen oil applied to his mother.

He ran into his room and hid quickly behind the curtains.

His mom is wearing her swimsuit.

Her heavy breasts swayed on her chest, and then she tied her shoulder straps and they disappeared under the red fabric.

Will she come over and blame him?

The boy observed his mother tremblingly.

Mom Biya doesn't look as angry as she should.

She lazily, gently letting herself sit back on the recliner...

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Biya's heart was as chaotic as if it was defeated.

Even though she could wear a swimsuit, she could still feel her son's eyes attached to her.

She poured herself a glass of orange juice vodka with a trembling hand.

She drank it almost greedily.

She hopes that the alcohol will be more intense and fierce, so that she can fall into a state of drunkenness and dizziness, so that she can forget what happened just now.

I let him see...I couldn't close my legs...my son!

Biya closed her eyes so she could recall it better.

Relive the scene that replays that scene.

She... quietly woke up from her sleep because of the faint sound of water splashing.

She opened her eyes slightly and saw him through her black sunglasses. Mai Mai was staring at her dumbly like a stupid chicken, as if she was swallowed up by the things she showed.

Her son, her own biological son, his chin was resting by the pool, less than two meters away from her!

Why was she indifferent?

Why didn't she jump up immediately, close her thighs, and pull over a towel to cover herself?

Instead, she kept her silence in the recliner, maintaining the same lazy and dull posture, just keeping her thighs spread out, through the black sunglasses that blocked light and vision, she silently observed her son staring at her sexual organs.

And she was like being trapped in that scene and couldn't extricate herself.

She couldn't help but recall that when she was a little girl, her cousin forced her to show him her privacy in the same way.

How did his eyes search her at that time?

My cousin stared at her so deeply and thoroughly!

Her son also had the same completely fascinated look.

How could Mai Mai not see everything?

She was completely open; and wet...

How could he do this?Treat his biological mother like this...

A sense of loss of powerlessness made her paralyzed and numb.

She reminded herself that she had to take action and that she had to react. She repeatedly told herself that she could not stay like this, that she could not let him... let herself...

At that moment, she suddenly noticed that her son's shoulders were shaking, and they were shaking obviously and regularly.

He is masturbating!He masturbated while watching his mom naked!

The absurdity of the evolution of things prevented her from thinking clearly.

Boys are at that age, they have no scruples.

Their sexual desire is so strong and unstoppable that it firmly occupies their hearts.

I had to slowly wake up and give him enough time to leave instead of showing him my surprise and awkwardly catch him, the current criminal.Never let him know that I have discovered him.

But why did she remain motionless, why did she bear the indulgent desire that was so rigid, devoured to him, just like when her cousin was in her teenage puberty, her cousin let her spread her thighs in front of him and a friend?

And they were all masturbating, staring at the gap in her vagina.

This disgusting and filthy impression is exactly the same.

She sensed in horror that a drop of wet love juice was flowing out of her vagina.

Ke Mai Mai is my son Ah!She talked to herself in her heart.

Fortunately, the horse fly appeared in time to save her.

She had to wake up in a relatively natural way in time and see him slowly slip into the water in a natural way.

But do you think he will be upset by being caught?

This dirty little pervert is not, he has an incredible rogue face and deceitful quibbling!

A little hug, mom...

She felt his lips pressing against her breasts, and how could such a hard thing beneath his tight swimming trunks beneath him!

What a shameless Ah!

She could still feel the burning pain of her nipples moving.

Slowly, her hands drooped and her fingers slid into her bikini.

Her private parts had already flooded and wet.

She knew that looking down from above, Mai Mai couldn't see what she did at this moment.

oh oh……

Biya inserted her finger deep into the depths of her vagina, allowing herself to overflow with her orgasm cruelly, roughly and beastly, as if to punish herself.

My son...my biological son!

She sobbed in the fall of orgasm, then a heavy depression hit her, and the pain and sorrow of despair accompanied her.

Soon, like a drowning man trying to grab a lifebuoy, she reached for a large can of water filled with melted ice.

Get yourself drunk...don't think about it anymore.This annoying little devil...oh, this dirty kid...

She seemed indignant, but she knew clearly that it was herself who felt guilty and that she should be most angry with herself.

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The boy's heart is still burning.

The more Mai Mai thought about the process, the more convinced she was that when the flies fell on her mother Biya, she had woken up.

She suddenly jumped without even waiting for the fly to fly, as if she had been waiting for such an opportunity and reason.

Then…this means that mom already knows that he is looking at her private parts, and she is willing to let herself be seen by him!

Is this because my mother was drunk at that time?

Is it because of the overwhelming heat wave that made her suffocate and confusing that she could not respond reasonably at the first time, and her brain, which was always quick to think, was shrouded in a fog, and the decision to think would take an infinite long time to form.

I saw her vagina, and he kept repeating this to myself in his heart. I saw my mother's vagina...

He murmured, letting the words slide between his lips and teeth, and hearing them echoing in his ears: I saw my mother's pussy, and she asked me to look at it...

He tried to imagine what it would feel when his fingers touched the slightly sticky pussy that was vaguely visible from the black and black hair clumps.

Maybe my mother likes to be so, she likes to be touched by men!She is a slut in high demand, and I can say I see through her essence.

He was always able to quickly determine which of his friends' mothers were slut attributes and which were not.

He can observe a subtle, different things from their eyes, and perceive from their embrace of you through their contact with your thin body.

The same goes for the other way around, his friends will use these methods to see the essential belonging of his mother.

Nor did they hide their impression from him.

And he noticed how his friends peeked at her mother when she drove her Renault Toffee car to pick him up home.

Damn, a man would long for such a beauty on the bed in the bedroom.Yes, it’s a woman like your mother… I hope her sexy butt can hold on!

Your mother must have performed very well in bed.She must be very experienced.Such a beautiful and tough butt.I really want to get to her.I like her big tits...

He was not angry about it, but was still quite flattered; because he would also make such unmodified, more obscene jokes to the mothers of other boys without hesitation.

Can you help me arrange it?At this age, they should prefer young people...

If you could introduce your mother to me, what's wrong?

Women of mature age like young people of this age.

Maime suddenly remembered the philosophy a friend showed him in St. Trovo.

It is rumored that this friend was sleeping with his mother, and some people said they had witnessed him sleeping with his mother.

Mai Mai once witnessed this friend with a woman in her forties, a very elegant woman; he held her arm like a lover.

He was also a pretty woman with jewelry and jewelry, and she was the kind of woman who would spend her whole life in a beauty salon.

The woman has smooth skin that is sunburned into tan and has an elegant little butt that is no worse than any young girl.

Only the face is still engraved with the mark of the passing of time.

Have you seen it?That woman who looks elegant and dignified actually likes to be fucked by men the most!The companion who witnessed the scene with him that day revealed this.

Why do you make a decision like this?Can you tell from the shape of her butt that she likes to be fucked by men?Or is it like this written on her butt?

This was told by one of her friends about my dad.They didn't know I was eavesdropping.He told my dad how he fucked her one night on the beach.He also said she wanted him to fuck her, and when she finally ejaculated, the woman asked him to ejaculate into her asshole because she hadn't taken birth control pills that night.But the woman's proposal failed, and he couldn't help but ejaculate into her pussy.

Her son is also a man. Do you think she will let her own son have anal sex with her?

Maybe.

Mai Mai and the others followed along the dock with a splendid tracking followed the elegant and beautiful lady and their friend.

Mai Mai remembered that woman because of his own mother.

He recalled his lazy and lewd posture of his mother Bea, and his lilac labia majora seemed to yawn between her thighs and crotch.

Yes, the more he thought, the more certain he was, that before the flies fell on her mother Biya's stomach, she had woken up.

If my mother is a slut and a woman with strong sexual desire, she must have missed the feeling of sex.She shouldn't be with an old man like her father, as she wouldn't make her mother happy.So how did my mother endure such a boring life?Maybe that's why she often gets drunk, probably because she doesn't get such satisfaction from her father.

From time to time, she would drive her car to Cavalaire to buy a bottle of local country pink rose wine.

It will take her a long time to return.

Mai Mai tried to imagine his mother and a man...

If she scolded me harshly tonight, I would know what to do, and what if my mother kept silent...?Does this mean...

Mai Mai dared not think about it anymore.

As the afternoon was almost over, he heard his mother enter the villa.

He listened carefully to her footsteps in the corridor.

She walked up the stairs.

Will she come to see him?

He leaned over to the table, pretending to be immersed in his textbook.

My mother just passed by his door and walked away.

What made him feel both surprised and confused was that his mother was humming a small song in a low voice and walked past his door.

However, not long after, my mother returned.

Maybe because she had to take a shower in the bathroom upstairs to avoid waking her father downstairs.

Usually, when mother Biya goes upstairs, she will always stop at the door of the room and say a little hello to him.

How have you reviewed?how is your day?Do you want me to bring you something?A sandwich?Some fruits like grapes?

This time, my mother didn't do this.Is she really angry with him?Or is she feeling embarrassed?

When he got downstairs, it was about seven o'clock in the evening, his mother and father were talking and laughing on the balcony while drinking Patiss.

Mai Mai had a feeling that his mother was a little drunk, and she would smile in a very vulgar way when she was slightly drunk; when she was drunk, she often didn't care so much about her image, and the sign of the officer's wife would gradually disappear, and the nurse's traits would appear again; at other times, she could pretend to be noble and elegant normal.

This is also my wish.My father said, I hope my children can have a good learning environment.Mai Mai didn't have the heart to listen to this repetitive topic of his father, he only paid attention to observing his mother.

Judging from the way she sometimes smiles quite vulgarly, my mother is indeed a little drunk tonight and has no such a lot of self-discipline.

During the rest of the time except drunkenness, my mother still attaches great importance to maintaining her superficial and elegant image.

My mother has a bit of a mocking voice in her personality, and of course she will not be let go.

However, he could feel her little loneliness in the cold mockery of his mother.

Mom smiled and used a mocking tone to cater to his father to say how bad he was, but she hadn't even given him a look tonight.

But Mai Mai still noticed proudly that his mother was deliberately avoiding his sight.

My father asked him if he did his homework well, and adults began to talk about trigonometry.

For a moment, Mai Mai felt his mother's eyes look at him; when he looked at her, she turned around again.

A burst of excitement grabbed his own throat.

Oh my god, not only did my mother not give him a lot of reprimands, but she also seemed quite guilty.

He was almost sure now that his mother deliberately let her see her body.

He saw his mother pouring her another glass of Pasti wine, and she drank very hard and anxiously. She had been drinking this kind of alcoholism for a while.

Mom put on a T-shirt and a cotton dress, her plump and heavy breasts swayed gently on her chest…

That was his mother.

Mom is a woman...

She is also a sexy and charming beautiful woman...

His eyes and his mother met twice briefly, and each time she took the initiative to move her eyes away from him.

However, when he was dining together at the dinner table at night, he felt that his mother had returned to normal.

She pretended to be nothing.

She insisted that he eat some more vegetables.

Her vegetables are really a headache, and to emphasize that the lack of seasonings does not make him feel delicious.

At this time, she is always so annoying.

Mom didn't drink any alcohol during dinner.

That night, my mother did not go to his room to say good night as she used to.

Late at night, he was awakened by moans from the first floor.

Mom is having sex with her old father, and they have such routines happening every week of the month.

Strangely, he felt jealous.

Jealousy and excitement.

He walked to the door, half opened a slight crack in the door, and listened with his ears.

Mom moaned again, and the noise became louder and his voice became more hoarse.

Then there was a quiet silence.

After a while, the sound of water flowing in the bathroom came.

If my mother is willing to take off her yukata again tomorrow, it means she has acquiesced!

He picked up a tissue to masturbate, and only after doing this could he fall asleep peacefully.