Chapter 56

Looking at the beauty in front of me, she couldn't help but want to see what expression was on her face at this time, but her mother seemed to be really shy. Although I held her shoulders and hinted several times, she just refused to turn her head and look at me.

I was so anxious that I gently pinched my mother's buttocks a few times, but she still refused to turn around.

I was a little depressed, and just as I was about to give up, I suddenly remembered that we were standing in front of the bathroom, with such a big mirror that I didn’t need my mother to look back to clearly see her charming appearance.

After gently polishing my mother's wet vagina with her unbearable penis to show punishment, I turned my gaze to the mirror in front of me.

Although everything was arranged by her mother, she seemed to be really having an affair with a strange man now. Not only was she blushing with shame, but she was so nervous that she didn't even dare to open her eyes.

I admired my mother's beauty, deliberately like a rookie can't find the entrance, and used my penis to slide up and down in her flesh slit, just not inserting it.

After a few seconds of patient, my mother realized that I was making fun of it, and couldn't help but look back and glar at me.

As soon as I saw my appearance, my mother closed her eyes like an electric shock and turned her head back.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I realized that I had put on makeup.

According to the script sent by my mother to my phone, today I not only used the microphone and voice change software, but also changed the work clothes that the repairman often wore, added height-enhancing pads to my shoes, and wigs, and my mother put on makeup by herself.

I have to say that my mother is really amazing. She just simply painted my eyebrows and put on light eye makeup, and added a pair of flat glasses. The whole person changed a lot. With the decoration of the clothes and wigs, even I looked in the mirror myself and felt like I looked at strangers.

When I saw the script written by my mother, I almost thought it was abnormal for her to be overly stimulated.

This plan is very bold, which is to stage a good show in person in front of the scumbag's father, which will anger him half-death and vent your anger for his mother.

After discovering that the owner of the office was preparing for fun, but was conscientiously installed the worker to wear the frosted glass, his mother planned this plan.

I went out to create the illusion of going on a date, and my mother then naturally directed him to do rough work for the whole morning and was exhausted. Then I went home while he was taking a shower and started the formal performance.

Because he had a ghost in his heart, his mother decided that he would not dare to jump out and expose it after discovering our abnormality. Moreover, he was in a state of no inch when taking a shower, and he could not bring any equipment in to record or shoot secretly, and would not leave any evidence that would be detrimental to us.

Out of caution, my mother also helped me to make careful disguise.

With different appearances in his hair, height, voice and appearance, even though he couldn't help but jump out to catch the adulterer, he wouldn't be able to recognize my true identity in a hurry.

If that step is really reached, my mother will subdue him and show off. With his drunken body, he will not be able to pose any threat to his mother.

Everything has been going well so far, but mom's caution seems to have a counterproductive effect.

She knew that the man behind her was her own flesh and blood, but her unfamiliar appearance still made her very uneasy and didn't even dare to look at me.

After I figured it out, I became playful and gently kneaded my mother's breasts while whispering in her ear: Mom, do you feel like you have been violated by a strange man?

Mom nodded shyly, even her ears turned red.I found it even more interesting. I gently took her earlobe, slowly licked her voice and spoke the predetermined lines.

There may be dirty water splashing out, sister, please step back a little.

After saying that, before she could respond, I stepped forward and inserted my hot and firm penis into my mother's vagina. It was not until the mother and son's private parts were completely combined that I looked at her expression with a proud smile.

My rough and decisive insertion made my mother unable to help but let out a hint. Although she did not hurt her under sufficient foreplay, the sudden invasion still scared her.

She wanted to scold me, but there was no movement in the bathroom. In order not to be exposed, she had to continue acting according to the script she wrote.

How can you be clumsy?The first time doing Ah?

Yes... are you okay, sister?

I hugged her tightly, and did not move anymore, carefully savoring the ecstasy feeling of the penis inserted into my mother's tight and slippery steamed bun hole.

Because it was a backward posture, I lay on my mother's back, looking from the mirror like when I was a child, I played a horse riding game with my mother.

What's different from that time is that I have grown from a young child to a teenager, and I have also become a mother and a secret lover. Now I am more closely connected with her, using passionate and taboo sex as a weapon to hit the scumbag father who betrayed the family.

The empty vagina was filled with my son's cock, which obviously made my mother enjoy, but unlike my intoxication, she gasped for a few times, quickly adjusted her breathing evenly, glanced at the closed bathroom door, and showed a sarcastic smile.

I'm fine.But it seems that something slippery is stuffed here, and it seems that I can't take it out!

As soon as my mother reminded me, I woke up and continued with a smile: It's not easy to operate, but it doesn't matter. I should be able to get it open with a few pokes with an iron rod.

My mother looked at me with relief and said angrily: Then you can do it quickly, otherwise it will be inconvenient tonight.

I admired my mother's beautiful face, and my waist was backing back little by little. When I almost completely retreated from her body, I pushed hard and poked it back hard. The obvious sound of water and mixed with my mother's exclamation sounded like I was really using an iron rod to clear the pipe.

Of course, in fact, not only my mother and I know what we are doing, he can definitely see this scene very clearly.

My mother chose the angle and asked me to confirm it personally in the bathroom before she decided what posture to do with me.

A heavy breathing sound came from the sound of water in the bathroom, but the door was still closed and not opened.I guessed that he was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick but he didn't dare to show up, my mother and I couldn't help but smile at each other.

After discovering that he was not only a scumbag, but also a guy, I no longer had any scruples and began to focus all my attention on my mother's charming body.

Based on my experience of working on a low stool last time, I know that it can be deeper from the back, which can bring my mother a stronger pleasure, but at the same time, it will double the stimulation to me. If I am not careful, I will be defeated. It is a completely double-edged sword.

Of course, my mother is very clear about my durability and considerately designed my role as a rookie who is just a beginner in the industry, but I don’t want to let her tenderness down. Only by letting my mother enjoy the happiness in it can she be qualified to be her lover Ah!

I took a deep breath and started to thrust with a very solemn attitude.

Today, my mother specially wore open-crotch stockings, and her legs could be spread wider. With the height-enhancing pads in my shoes, although she was still wearing high heels, we could still cooperate well.

But my mother's posture of holding her beautiful buttocks high and her legs wide open is so erotic. In addition, the deep tolerance I felt when I inserted from behind, I felt that I couldn't hold it anymore.

My mother felt the cock in her vagina beating gently. She knew that I could not support her anymore, so she pulled my hand and squeezed it gently.

I knew my mother was signaling me to sprint, but with her current state, it was obviously not enough to reach the peak.

I stared at myself in the mirror unwillingly, and my strange face suddenly gave me a bold idea.

I rubbed my mother's plump breasts hard, pulled her up, turned around and stood facing the bathroom door, and picked up her right leg.

My mother cooperated with me gently. When she noticed that I put the junction between the mother and son against the frosted glass for peeping, she immediately understood what I meant and couldn't help but glar at me.

During the process of adjusting the posture, I had never been willing to separate from my mother. Now I seemed a little unhappy when I saw her, so I quickly pushed her back with a few pleasing measures, blocking her dissatisfaction.

In fact, my little tricks could not fool my mother, but her pampering for me over the years made her unable to get angry at all. This new posture that she had never tried also made her a little nervous. With my support, she barely stood up with her left leg and waited for my further action.

Sister, it’s a bit tightly blocked here, and I can’t just use an iron rod to poke it open. I want to get some refined solution in it, isn’t it a problem?

Facing my wicked smile, my mother couldn't help but blush and bite me gently: As long as you can clear the accumulation, you can do it.