Chapter 13

My whole body was shocked, and I quickly stood up and looked back. It was not an illusion. My mother was standing behind me with a smile.

This...Mom...How come you are here... I looked at my neatly dressed mother in surprise and asked stammeringly.

Mom frowned deliberately: Haohao doesn’t want mom to be here?

Not...just...I shook my hands randomly, not knowing how to explain for a while.

My mother took down the towel hanging next to the washbasin, gently wiped away the water stains on my face, and said with a low smile: I was eavesdropping outside the door just now, right?Bad boy.

My face turned red, I nodded, and asked back: Mom, how did you know?

You!My mother poked my forehead with a regret that I couldn't make a living. You were born by my mother, and I knew how many hairs you have on your body.You can know your little thoughts by just guessing.

I laughed embarrassedly, and my mother said again: Do you think my mother didn't resist the sweet-speaking attack and got out of the bed with him?

My mother said so directly that I was even more embarrassed, so I had to force myself to nod.

So you are so sad that you ran here and cried?My mother didn't even realize that Haohao was still such a jealous child!

My mother smirked, her body pressing against me, almost pressing me on the toilet.

My mother's generosity made me very enjoyed, but when I thought that my dad was still at home, I felt a little guilty and subconsciously glanced outside.

Mom bit my ear gently and chuckled: Are you scared?He won't come here now.

Hearing that my mother was so confident, I put my hand on her waist with confidence and started to caress her gently.

My mother seemed to be very comfortable being touched by me, and she moaned softly in my ear.Wen Xiang was full of soft jade in her arms, and listening to such seductive moans, I immediately reacted and held my mother hard.

Little bad guy, what do you want to do?My mother felt my change, gently licked my earlobe, and deliberately asked this question that didn't need answers at all.

My whole body was so hot that my mother was teasing me. My palm couldn't help but slowly move upwards and climbed towards her towering breasts.

Haohao doesn't want this, his mother will call it out.My mother didn't know if she was nervous or excited, but her body trembled slightly, but she didn't push me away toughly, but instead issued a more impulsive warning.

I gently kissed my mother's cheek, and her lips moved towards the target bit by bit. My mother understood my hint, turned her head over, and her cherry lips accurately met.

I kissed my mother's lips, cut off the possibility of her screaming, and grabbed her plump breasts without hesitation.

My mother couldn't help but tremble and let out a low voice, but the voice was blocked by my passionate kiss, very weak and did not reach much.

I waited for two seconds and after confirming that my dad didn't come, I began to savor the fruitfulness in my hands with confidence.

Although I once touched it when I was a child, it was just a innocent touch of the baby at that time, and my memory was already blurred. I needed to re-recognize and become familiar with my mother's breasts, but this time it was no longer to satisfy my appetite.

For every child, the mother's breasts are holy and sacred.

I was no exception. Although I was still separated by my clothes and bras, when I touched the full pair on my mother's chest, I was still so nervous that I could hardly breathe.

My mother's breasts are softer than I thought. They are not the soft and jelly-like touch described in the erotic text, but the softness of the flesh that will run out of the fingers when the palm is pressed on.

It is not like tofu that it can't be touched at once, but it is more like the fruit is completely ripe and hanging on the branches. It must be picked carefully. If it is too rude, it will easily break.

I caressed carefully, and the warm and soft touch made me quickly regain my childhood memories. When I thought of using my mother's holy breasts to satisfy my sexual desire, I couldn't help but feel a sinful feeling.

But this feeling made me more excited and couldn't help but caress it more carefully.

My palms are not particularly big, but my mother's breasts exceed the average level of ordinary women. As a result, I can't control them in one hand and can only barely cover half of them from below.

The clothes that were originally protecting my mother have now become an annoying obstacle. I naturally moved my hand upwards. Under the careful caress, I found that my mother was wearing a half-cup bra with no fabric above.

After finding the flaw, I decisively covered my palms and rubbed them hard.

The sudden increase in strength and thinning barrier made my mother feel more stimulated. Her body suddenly became tense, and she couldn't help but open her eyes wide, and she opened her mouth slightly as if she wanted to scold me.

I didn't give my mother any chance to fight back, and I kept my hands in my hands and took the opportunity to penetrate my mother's mouth and gently stirred her up.

As I violated my mother's body gradually became softer, and I had to free up a hand to put her waist and support her to not sag.

I greedily kneaded my mother's breasts, and at the same time I kept kissing and sucking her red lips and tongue. My lower abdomen and thighs were also pressed against my mother's lower body, slowly grinding against her soft belly.

My mother's body became softer and softer, but her arms were tightly wrapped around me, and the tip of her tongue began to cater to my entanglement.

I completely forgot that my dad is still at home now, and his body is instinctively looking for more.

Due to the height difference, I just squatted down a little bit. It turned out that the hardness that was pressing on my mother's lower abdomen slid between her legs. My mother was as if she was shocked and pushed my shoulder hard to break free, but I was completely lost in her charm. I didn't notice this obvious resistance, and I was still exploring between her legs.

Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in the tip of my tongue, and my mother actually bit me like a pervert!

I immediately recovered from my soberness and let go of her in my mother's complicated eyes.Mom gasped and wiped her mouth gently, whispering: Haohao, it won’t work now...

I nodded, and suddenly felt a salty and fishy sound in my mouth. I opened my mouth in confusion and looked at the mirror next to me. My mouth was covered with blood!

My mother was also startled and pulled a small stool to sit down. She turned on the headlight on the top to take a closer look. Sure enough, her tongue was bitten. Fortunately, she was not seriously injured and should be healed in two days.

Deserve it!Who made Haohao so bad that he couldn't even push him away? Your dad was still at home and was just doing so randomly.Does it hurt?It’s all my fault for being bitten Haohao so hard that he bleeded. Why would you take you to check it out?

My mother blushed and said a few words to me, but she felt distressed again.

It's okay, mom, I'm too impulsive, I won't blame you.Although my mouth hurts, my heart is sweet. When I went to the hospital for examination, the doctor asked who bites it. What should I say?

My mother smiled embarrassedly and kissed me carefully. She was about to speak but heard the sound of the door opening, so she had to quickly push me out of the bathroom.

I pretended to be nothing and passed by my father with a frustrated face and went back to my room. I originally wanted to ask my mother what was going on in the bedroom, but I couldn't find a chance until I went to bed.

My doubts were not answered until the next afternoon when my mother came to pick me up after school.

It turned out that my dad was really trying to resolve the conflict in the bed, but because he had spent too much energy on the mistress outside, he couldn't get hard at all. He was frightened by his mother saying that he wanted to fight for three hundred rounds and begged for mercy. Finally, he licked his mother's jade feet flatteringly.

It turned out that my mother was gasping because she felt comfortable being licked!I looked at my mother's side face jealously, "No, I want to lick it too."

Mom is not a flesh-and-bone, so what's there to lick?My mother was driving attentively, but a shy smile appeared on her face.Besides, isn’t your tongue broken?It doesn't hurt?

Seeing that my mother disagreed, I didn’t dare to force it, so I had to complain in a low voice: He can be so bad, but I can’t be so obedient. It’s really unfair!

Hearing my dissatisfaction, my mother smiled even happier: This is all he can do now, but my mother wants you to do much more than that.

I was so moved that I plucked my courage and asked: What does mom want me to do?

My mother didn't know if she thought of the same thing as me. She had a pink face slightly red and bit her lip, looking indescribable: Just guess it yourself.