My Family Matters

Perhaps the family was more traditional, so the adults were extremely conservative in their treatment of the relationship between men and women.

The family population was simple.

Dad’s a civil servant. Less money, less work, closer to home.

Mom was the housekeeper, and in her spare time, she went to the nearby garment factory to take some semi-finished products back to cut the threads, and was paid on a piece rate.

So when I was a kid, I didn’t have much time to play, and I had to help cut threads at home to supplement my family’s income when I had nothing else to do.

So the family wasn’t rich, but they weren’t starving either.

I’m the second oldest, with an older sister on top and a younger sister on the bottom.

I heard my mom say that she had wanted to have one more boy, but she didn’t expect a girl to pop up after 10 months of pregnancy.

Then you can’t stuff her back in if she’s born anyway, so just add or subtract and raise her.

So growing up my sister was kind of neglected and not really well taken care of, all grown up and still a bit mentally unbalanced.

She looked like a little state school girl when she was about to graduate from state high school.

At that time, my mom was worried about how this would go on and how she would be able to get married in the future.

But then it turned out that mom was worried for nothing, my little sister began to soar in her first year of nursing school, I’m not talking about homework, but rather that her face was very clear, her body became like a woman’s, or at least the ones that should be protruding were protruding, and her skin became fine and smooth, unlike when she was a child, when it was dry and dark.

I don’t know if that’s my doing or not, asked my little sister and she just laughed and whacked me, which was an afterthought.

But the beauty of it is that she is still so short, claiming 150 centimeters, but we all know by heart that 150 is the number after unconditional rounding to the nearest whole number.

As for my sister, I feel guilty talking about my sister.

There are a lot of things that are not absolutely right or wrong, and perhaps with the passage of time, and right and wrong change each other.

Unlike my little sister, Sis is much taller.

Certainly not lanky and tall.

Rather, it’s a stark contrast compared to my little sister.

My sister is about the same height as me, close to 170 centimeters (I seem to be quite short in comparison), with a medium build and medium looks, not as good-looking as my little sister.

What’s more special is that Sis has a nice, round and curvy butt, I don’t know what the general aesthetic of butt is, at least I find it appealing to me.

God was fair to Sis and Little Sis and didn’t favor anyone.

As for me, I am neither tall nor handsome, with mediocre qualifications and clumsy eloquence.

But God has been pretty good to me.

How, and that’s an afterthought.

I don’t know exactly what qualifies a boy as early or late bloomer, except that when my country was small or in the lower grades it was interested in the bodies of the opposite sex.

It’s just curiosity, without any lustful thoughts or excitement.

At that time there were only two bedrooms in the house, one was a large bedroom for my parents and my little sister slept with them.

The other small bedroom is where my sister and I sleep.

Maybe my parents thought we were young enough that it shouldn’t be a problem, so they let us two siblings sleep together.

Later, I realized that I was not so young at that time (about the third grade of elementary school, I think, Sis was three years older than me), and Sis was even more grown up.

Modern people probably don’t sew their own underwear to wear! It’s all bought ready-made, boys and girls alike. Wacoal, Yeezy.

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But when I was a kid, my house was “homemade”.

My mom had a dressmaker’s cart, not one that was plugged in like it is now, but back then it was foot-powered, nothing fancy, very simple construction.

My mom’s handiwork was used for everything from curtains and table jackets to handkerchiefs and underwear.

Since it’s homemade, it’s inevitably ugly due to simplicity, so I can’t talk about luxury, it’s just wearable.

Window Lian, tablecloths are nothing to talk about, but underwear can be a lot to write home about.

It’s kind of funny now that I think about it, panties without elastic, wide and loose, with a band strung around the waist of the pants to act as an elastic band.

So it’s easy to take off your pants, the strap pulls and the pants fall off.

It’s very spartan, but it also makes it easy for me, whether it’s taking off my own or theirs.

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This is how my history of incest began, with the lack of a bedroom coupled with baggy panties.

At first it was curiosity, feeling curious about the bodies of the opposite sex.

I don’t remember when I realized that the sister I slept with every night could satisfy my curiosity, especially in the summer.

Because I was already wearing very few clothes in the summer, and with the wind blowing from the electric fan (my family couldn’t afford an air conditioner), I realized that my sister’s loose panties would sway with the wind.

I found it one night when I was going back to bed in the middle of the night after an urgent bathroom break.

Sis’s lower body was faintly visible in the faint light.

I just knelt and peeled myself next to my sister’s thighs and watched for a long time, not daring to touch them, just watching.

I watched until I wanted to go to sleep so badly, and then I laid back down and went back to sleep.

It was the first time I saw my sister’s lower body and nothing happened.

Actually, it’s not right to say the first time, because when I was very young I took baths with my sister, I just wouldn’t have felt anything at all at that time, and I don’t remember much about it.

From then on, it was a common practice to purposely stay awake at night, wait for Sis to fall asleep and point the electric fan, and then peek at Sis’s lower body.

I didn’t realize that I would become addicted to watching it, and going to bed at night became the thing I looked forward to the most every day.

Some of the perverted incestuous behavior that followed may or may not have been developed during this period.

Watch it every day, but never touch it is all.

I don’t know how long I’ve been watching this, but it’s slowly getting cooler as winter arrives.

Of course it’s not a big deal that winter is coming, but what kills me is the fact that more and more clothes are being worn.

Originally, my sister wore dresses to bed (my family was poor and I didn’t have the habit of wearing pajamas, anyway, no matter what I wore during the day, I still wore them to bed at night), and I started wearing long pants to bed.

It’s pretty much a big deal because I can’t peek at it anymore, and I’m addicted to watching it on the side.

Of course it won’t kill you not to watch it, you’ll just miss it and then you won’t sleep well.

I couldn’t help it after a few days, I really wanted to see my sister’s bottom.

So I decided to do it, and did it to pull my sister’s pants down so I could see them again, I thought at the time.

On the surface this decision seems like it was just to satisfy my curiosity, but that’s how a lot of things happen to begin with.

I started my operation that night right after Sis was asleep.

My mom made most of our kids’ pants, but this one has an elastic waistband, so you can’t be too shabby when you’re wearing them on the outside.

It’s a little harder to pull with an elastic band, but I was careful to pull my sister’s pants down at a very slow pace.

After pulling down (pulled to the thighs) found that there are still panties inside, look at this time sister’s legs closed (pants elastic relationship, can not be opened), there is no electric fan blowing.

What should I do? I have to do one thing or another, and then take off my sister’s panties in one go.

These panties come off just fine, once the band is pulled, the whole thing loosens up, and then it’s easy to pull them off when you pull them down, except for the hips.

But nothing could be seen yet, because Sis’ legs were still closed.

But I didn’t dare to pull down any further, because if I wanted to make my sister’s legs spread unless I took off my pants in their entirety, which I didn’t dare to do.

But that was good enough, because it had been many days since I had seen my sister’s bottom.

Although even that groove is only showing a little bit, it’s satisfying.

This time I wouldn’t just look at it, I’d dared to take it off anyway, so I just touched it.

So he gently touched his sister’s bottom, then slowly covered his palm over the protuberance and gently stroked it.

Soft, fine, warm.

I didn’t really feel anything at the time, I just knew I was touching it.

In fact, why do you want to touch yourself is not very clear, just want to touch, but after touching but feel nothing.

It was only the third grade of elementary school, so of course I didn’t feel anything, because at that time, I didn’t even have the most basic impulses and sexual desires, just for the sake of curiosity.

Since this time it’s been rare to take off my sister’s pants because I don’t know what to do with them after I’ve managed to get them off.

Except to touch it, but there didn’t seem to be much to touch.

Then it took a lot of effort to help my sister put her pants back on again, and I didn’t know what the hell I was doing for a long time.

A winter just went by fast, and the curiosity didn’t go away, I just didn’t want to go to all that trouble.

I myself wasn’t sure if Sis knew I was stealing her pants off or not, but thought to myself that I shouldn’t have, since Sis hadn’t even woken up suddenly.

It wasn’t long after the Lunar New Year that something finally happened.

One night Mom said that Sis would sleep in the big bedroom from now on, and that Mom would sleep with me instead.

I was shocked when I heard that, and thought to myself, “Did Sis know that I would steal off her pants and tell Mom about it, and that’s why Mom wouldn’t let me continue to sleep with Sis.

But Mom didn’t say anything about it, and I certainly didn’t dare ask.

I just feel very strange, if my sister told mom, then why not dad to sleep with me, but mom? This is how I began to sleep with mom, during this period of time, of course, I learned a good behavior, again curious and bold, but do not dare to go to take off mom’s pants.

It was like that for over two years without incident.

But one always grows up, and then one is always brought down by schoolmates.

When the weather gets hotter and hotter, clothes get worn less and less and then accidents happen.

Finally summer is here, and this summer is no different from previous years, it’s still as hot as ever, and the heat is a little out of control.

Yes, things are finally getting out of hand.

I think Mom still thought I was just a kid, and she probably thought I would never do anything to my own mother! By this time I was in the sixth grade, but of course getting older had nothing to do with being evil, except that some of my classmates at school could get their hands on some of the little books (now called A-books).

Everyone passes it around, and sometimes we break a book into pages and pages and everyone takes turns reading it.

After reading the first page you start looking for who has the second page.

And then analogous.

Some people just read the page anyway, regardless of what happened before or after, and then connect the plot in their heads on their own A-books were much better back then than they are now, and had plots, unlike A-books today that don’t have plots, and where the hero and heroine fuck from the beginning to the end.

That’s when my penis started to get erect and I could shoot, but I don’t really remember how I learned to do it.

I don’t think that’s precocious. Many of my classmates were like me.

But Mom still thinks of me as a little kid, not realizing that this little kid is already evil and horny.

Sleeping with mom every day always tickles my heart, and sometimes I lie in bed thinking about having sex with some girl (usually a TV or movie star) while gently shooting up.

But this was very unenjoyable because I would be afraid of waking mom up, so sometimes I would simply go to the bathroom and fight and come back to sleep afterwards.

I don’t know what happened, but the woman I fantasize about having sex with when I’m shooting is actually my mom’s face, which means I fantasize about having sex with my mom.

I think about it now and think it’s unbelievable, but at the time it seemed like it was nothing, it was natural, there was no guilt (there still isn’t, I think I was probably pretty kinky).

And the fantasies became more and more frequent, to the point that eventually it was just about having sex with Mom.

Just lay next to Mom every night, shooting guns and fantasizing, but no other thoughts ever came to mind.

But as each day passes, it’s starting to feel like doing something, or at least seeing Mom’s body.

One night I decided I wanted to see if Mom could be seen down there by me like Sis.

I started pretending to be asleep as soon as I got into bed, and it didn’t take long for Mom to get into bed as well.

I don’t know how long it was, but I think Mom was asleep.

So I do a big roll over and deliberately go to touch Mom for a moment and then watch for her reaction.

Mom didn’t move a muscle. I think Mom was sound asleep.

I angled the electric fan and adjusted the angle of my own vision and waited to see.

The wind was blowing the hem of Mom’s skirt open, and I could see her thighs and panties, but nothing else, because Mom’s feet weren’t spread very far apart.

I didn’t dare to move Mom’s legs, so I waited quietly to see if she would change positions.

After waiting a long time for it to finally move, it turned out that Mom had rolled over and was lying on her side, which meant she couldn’t see anything.

I was really tired of waiting, so I went to bed.

The next night I waited and it didn’t take long.

As soon as Mom got into bed she lay in a big eight until she was sound asleep.

The wind was blowing just like Sis, and the panties were blown open, so I got to see Mom’s bottom.

Since you can only look in from the side side, you see blackness and blackness all over the hair.

But that was enough to turn me on, because I used to watch my big sister’s was hairless.

From then on every night’s routine was to peek at Mom’s bottom, just as it usually was to peek at Sis’s.

Until one day something different was going on.

I pretended to be asleep this day as usual, only this day mom was up late.

I waited so long that I was on the verge of literally falling asleep.

It was hard for Mom to get into bed and lay down still pulling the little thin quilt over her.

I thought it was a little strange, and when Mom was asleep I got up and looked at her, and I couldn’t understand how she was tucked in today.

But I’ll wait and see if Mom will kick the covers.

As luck would have it, or maybe it really was sweltering, it didn’t take long for Mom to kick the covers and spread her feet pretty wide.

I was really dumbfounded when I saw that Mom wasn’t wearing any panties.

The entire lower body was in full view of me.

All of a sudden my heart was beating so fast and my mind seemed to go a little blank.

I stared at it for a long time, because this time I saw not only the hair, but everything I couldn’t see before.

The labia majora and minora, and you could even almost see the asshole.

I looked so closely because the opportunity was rare and it wasn’t every day that Mom didn’t wear panties.

As I watched, I couldn’t help but reach out and run my hand over Mom’s thigh, and she didn’t respond.

So I zoomed in and continued to feel my way down to Mom’s bottom and then stayed there.

I kept stroking that part and it felt so exciting that my brother got hard.

From then on, as long as there was no one at home, I liked to go into my mom’s arms, ostensibly to show my pride, but actually to eat her tofu.

Of course Mom knew what I was doing, she just didn’t mind.

Perhaps I was treated like a child, or perhaps I was coddled and couldn’t bear to deny me this behavior.

The latter is more likely, though, since I’m not just nestled in Mom’s arms, but simply up and down and groping.

If it’s the former, Mom’s wrong, because every time I touch it I get an erection, I get excited, and every time I touch it I go to the bathroom and shoot my load.

Just with Mom’s indulgence, I got bolder and bolder and slowly began to dare to put my hands inside my clothes.

At first it was a hand reaching into a dress to feel Mom’s breasts through her bra, or reaching into a skirt to feel her bottom through her panties.

But I’m all about testing Mom’s tolerance by trial and error, so it’s never too much at first.

So instead of putting my hand directly inside Mom’s shirt to touch her breasts, I started at her stomach and if she didn’t respond, I moved up.

The first time I put my hand in there Mom immediately pushed my hand away and gently chided me not to mess with it.

But I never took that rebuke to heart, I just wouldn’t get another inch is all.

Then next time I get a chance I’ll try it again and see.

But there wasn’t much chance of it being just Mom and I in the house, and it was almost a year before I started reaching up Mom’s skirt and touching her lower body.

At first I only dared to touch Mom’s thighs, and the first time I reached up her skirt I got a knock on the head from Mom warning me not to mess around.

Of course I’m not going to give up like that, I’ll try and see when I get another chance.

I don’t understand why Mom indulges me so much, and I know that as long as I don’t go too far, too fast, in fact, even if it doesn’t work the first time, the second time, the third time.

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Mom always gives in.

At this point mom shouldn’t be treating me like a kid anymore, it’s almost time to move up to junior high school and even my legs are starting to grow leg hair.

The summer of the first year of sixth grade in elementary school progressed the fastest, as both my sister and sister-in-law were at my grandmother’s house.

During the day it’s just me and my mom in the house and some annoying neighbors.

Of course these neighbors don’t hate it when they come to my house with their homemade steamed buns every now and then, but most of the time they come to my house to visit.

Each time they came they could stay all morning or all afternoon, and my mom talked to them as she cut the threads.

Of course I had to help cut the threads and become a rightful listener.

Then we talked about all the things that we do every day, such as the East and the West, and the seven things that we do every day.

Since it’s just me and my mom at home, I get a lot of alone time with her.

My favorite part of the day was when I would always go to my mom’s room and sleep with her during my noon nap.

I feel happy every time I take a nap because that’s when Mom lies in bed and lets me touch her.

She doesn’t care what I’m doing. She sleeps her way through it anyway.

But Mom usually lets me touch it before she goes to sleep is all.

By the end of the day, he was getting bold and just took Mom’s clothes off.

At first Mom was reluctant, and she always pushed my hands away when I unbuttoned them, but I continued.

After a few times mom ignored me and let me unbutton her blouse.

After unbuttoning the dress and spreading it out to see Mom’s bare upper body and of course her bra.

I felt so bad after groping through the bra for a while that I put my hand hard inside the bra.

At this point Mom still didn’t respond, just lay there with her eyes closed.

I thought to myself that if I went too far, Mom would only be chastised at most anyway, so with a hard heart, I pulled down the straps of Mom’s bra, and then moved the cups out of the way, so Mom’s entire breasts were exposed.

At this point Mom still hadn’t responded, so I guess she acquiesced.

I gently caressed Mom’s breasts while one hand began to move down.

Slowly moved to the belly of mom, mom still did not respond, I feel surprised, but did not want to pay attention.

I thought to myself in that case, let’s get Mom naked.

So it was a matter of slowly pulling Mom’s skirt up from the hem, right up to the point where the whole thing flipped up.

One way or another, I’m not going to fix it, but I’m going to pull Mom’s panties down the whole way to her calves again.

That’s when Mom suddenly opened her eyes and I was startled, thinking that Mom was angry and might be about to go on a rampage.

But Mom just looked at me with open eyes and didn’t say anything, and there wasn’t much expression on her face.

As a result I froze and didn’t know what to do.

I want to keep taking it off for fear that mom will get really angry, and I feel bad about backing out.

The two of them just stared at each other for several minutes, or longer I don’t know, but anyway, they still didn’t know what to do and just stood there.

Then Mom closed her eyes again, and I don’t know why, but it didn’t seem like Mom was angry.

So continuing my actions, I pulled down the entirety of Mom’s panties from her calves, which left her naked from the waist down.

White, fine skin with very thick pubic hair.

I reached down and touched Mom’s thigh and she shook.

I continued up and inward, feeling Mom’s inner thighs all the way to the base of her thighs.

By this time my hand was on Mom’s pussy, my heart was beating so fast, excited and afraid that Mom would suddenly get angry and freak out.

I wasn’t sure what level of tolerance Mom had, but I wanted to remove all the remaining clothing from her body.

The skirt is elasticized and comes off easily.

But the bra came off somehow, I pulled and tugged and just couldn’t get it off.

Since you can’t take it off you don’t just take it off either.

I was so excited at this point, my penis was fully erect.

I even undressed myself and then pressed myself against Mom.

I feel warm and soft and so cozy.

I hugged Mom tightly and put my head on her shoulder.

That’s when Mom opened her eyes again, and this time with what looked like a surprised look on her face, and then promptly pushed me away from her body.

I lay on my side next to Mom, a little nervous, thinking that Mom was probably angry.

Mom lay back and gazed at me sideways, and I was a little bit intimidated by the way she looked at me, wondering how she was going to freak out next.

But Mom slowly shifted her gaze downward, and I realized that she was looking at my lower body.

Nervous as he was at this point, his cock was still hard and cocky.

Then Mom spoke up and Mom said when did my dick start getting bigger and I said since the 6th grade.

Mom gazed at me and said she didn’t realize I’d grown so big.

I didn’t know if Mom meant that I was growing up, or if she meant my penis.

Mom gazed at me again and asked me if I knew what happened between men and women.

I subconsciously thought Mom was asking me about male and female sexuality, so I told her what I knew, even about reading A-books in class.

Mom also asked me what Book A was all about, and I told her about the plot of Book A in broad strokes.

I ended up talking to Mom for ten minutes with both of us just naked.

Then out of the blue mom asked what I was trying to do when I just stripped her of her clothes and my own.

I ended up blurting out that I wanted to have sex with Mom.

Mom froze at that, then asked why the thought had come to her.

I then told Mom about my nightly shotgun fantasies of having sex with her.

Mom asked me when I learned to masturbate, and I told her sixth grade.

I forget what I talked about next, I just remember Mom smiling and closing her eyes, then I was so excited I rolled over on top of Mom and hugged her, my cock pressed against her mound, I kept my lower body up and down, and it didn’t take long for me to ejaculate.

I was still holding Mom after I cummed, but she seemed to know I was cumming and pushed me down.

I looked down and Mom and I were both covered in cum in the small of our backs.

Mom said she was going to take a shower, grabbed her clothes and headed out.

I, on the other hand, lay in bed, a little sleepy from having just cum.

After I don’t know how long Mom came back in, clothes on.

Mom shook me awake and told me to take a shower and go back to sleep afterwards.

I was tempted to go to sleep, but I went and washed it anyway, because it wasn’t very comfortable to have a sticky little tummy.

After washing and dressing to go back to Mom’s room, Mom was still awake, Mom told me to hurry up and go to bed, I still had threads to cut in the afternoon.

That’s how I had my first intimate relationship with Mom. It wasn’t really sex, but it felt like I became very close to her, physically.

And Mom was a lot more tolerant of me after that.

When I went to bed that night, I went into the bedroom first.

Mom usually goes into her bedroom to sleep after the whole family has gone to bed.

I was fast asleep by the time Mom came into the bedroom, but I held on hard because I wanted to make out with her.

When Mom came into the bedroom I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep, Mom looked and thought I was asleep and climbed into bed and kissed me on the cheek.

I can’t seem to remember Mom ever kissing me like that, maybe she did when I was very young, but it’s not in my memory anymore.

I was quite surprised, so I opened my eyes and kissed back, I was going to kiss mom on the cheek too, but instead I kissed her on the lips.

It was Mom’s turn to be shocked, and I was shocked myself.

Not only was it a shock, but there was something indescribable in my heart that made me want to kiss my mom again, and the kind of kissing that was real.

After Mom froze for a moment, she didn’t say anything, lay down and got ready for bed.

I waited for Mom to lay back down, rolled over and hugged her, then my lips went up to her lips.

At that time, I had no experience in kissing, I had only seen it on TV and movies, and I didn’t know what a French kiss was.

I held Mom close and kissed her again and again, and at first she struggled a little, but I held her so tightly that she stopped struggling.

I let go of Mom until I had my fill of kissing her, and then I realized that she was actually holding me tightly as well.

I just let my mom hold me and drifted off to sleep.

It was a deep sleep, waking early in the morning before dawn.

I woke up and continued to lie down, slowly my mind began to clear, but I also realized that my brother had a hard-on down there.

At this time habitually pull down the pants on the gun, playing suddenly thought of what happened yesterday during the day, thinking mom is sleeping next to it, why do you want to shoot like this.

So first he stripped himself naked, and then began to undress Mom.

Not yet finished mom was woken up, woke up and found me in the undressing of her clothes froze for a moment, but did not say anything, and there is no resistance.

So I continued the strip.

I ended up running into the same problem again, which was that Mom’s bra still wouldn’t come off.

Mom looked at me fumbling, laughed a little, got up and took it off herself, and that’s when I realized that the clasp of the bra was in the back, so it’s no wonder I couldn’t get it off.

Mom undid her bra and then lay back down, by this time Mom was completely naked.

I was so excited that I immediately rolled over on top of Mom and hugged her, and she wrapped her arms around me.

I just didn’t want to cum so soon and wanted to enjoy this skin-to-skin contact more.

It lasted longer this time, and then it came out, again leaving Mom and I with cum all over our little bellies.

It stayed that way for about ten days, with both of us cuddling naked with Mom every night until I ejaculated.

Sometimes when I’m on vacation and it’s just me and Mom during the day, if I want to again, I drag Mom into the bedroom.

Until Mom’s MC comes around.

That night she didn’t want me to undress her and she didn’t like me to hold her.

I didn’t know much about MC at the time, except that a woman’s lower body bleeds during this time.

The first time Mom MC came that night before I went to bed I undressed myself as usual and then undressed Mom.

But mom pushed my hand away and told me not to take it off and told me she was having an MC and explained a little bit what an MC was.

I actually couldn’t understand much of it, but Mom’s bottom was bleeding, so I didn’t dare do anything about it.

The problem is still there though, I’m still sexually active.

I sat on the bed holding my stiff penis and asked Mom what I was going to do about it, and she smiled and said she would just masturbate herself.

Mom also said she’d never seen me masturbate before, just so she could watch.

So I sat on the bed and masturbated.

I kept looking at Mom while I masturbated, and Mom was eyeing my brother.

I was hitting it faster and faster, and my hands were so sore, but it just wouldn’t come out, probably because I wasn’t used to watching from the sidelines in person.

Then I couldn’t do it anymore, my hands were too sore and I had to stop and rest.

Mom saw me stop very strange and asked what was wrong, I said my hands were very sore, mom probably thought it was very funny when she heard it and kept laughing.

That’s when I suddenly thought of blowing the trumpet in the A-book, so I told my mom that I wanted her to blow it for me.

Mom was a little surprised to hear that, and she said she’d heard people talk about it, but she’d never done it.

I asked my mom to do it, but she refused. I asked her if she felt dirty, and she said she was embarrassed.

Because it feels embarrassing to be a mom who has to take her son’s penis in her mouth and suck it.

So I backed off and asked my mom to jerk me off.

Mom paused for a moment and nodded yes.

I laid back down and then Mom sat down next to my waist and took my cock in her hand and started beating it up.

Much worse than hitting yourself, much more comfortable, but sometimes a little painful at the wrong angle.

I told Mom when it hurt, and slowly she hit it smooth.

It was really comfortable and mom even asked me if I would go too slow or too fast while she was playing, too slow or too fast to tell her, and I told mom to go slow because I didn’t want to cum too fast.

So Mom slowed down while I watched her quietly enjoying herself.

Mom told me that my brother was big while she was beating him, and I didn’t answer as I didn’t know what exactly constituted big.

Mom asked me again if I was comfortable, and I said I was really comfortable.

Indeed I was very comfortable, much more so than playing by myself.

Slowly I started to hold back, I wanted mom to play faster.

So Mom picked up the pace and kept going up and down, and it didn’t take long for her to cum, and cum a lot.

Mom’s clothes and my face got sprayed too, and the hand that helped me with the gun got good.

Mom took a piece of toilet paper and wiped me off, then wiped herself off, then got up and went to the bathroom to clean up.

I was lying in bed and I was already asleep before Mom came home.

That’s it, the usual, just cuddle up naked with Mom and rub her thighs with her brother or roll her over so she’s on her back and grind on her ass until she cums.

If the MC comes, Mom jerks me off.

Although I asked Mom to suck my dick every time she came to MC, she never wanted to.

But I hadn’t sucked Mom’s dick either, even though I’d kissed her body almost everywhere.

Mom would kiss me from head to toe when she was in the mood, but would just skip the penis.

The kissing with Mom slowly improved, at first Mom was keeping her lips closed and only letting me kiss her lips.

But slowly Mom let go and not only would she open her lips, she taught me French passionate kissing, which means sticking your tongue in each other’s mouths.

I loved kissing like that, and whenever I had a chance to be alone with Mom, I would always hug her and kiss her long.

So whenever it’s just the two of us left in the house, I rush to make out with Mom.

It doesn’t matter if Mom is cooking or Mom is mopping the floor, it’s okay to make out.

Even other people in the house will make out when no one else is looking.

Mom loved to help me shoot my load, it wasn’t that she didn’t like me rubbing and cumming on her, it was that she liked to hold my cock and feel how thick and burning it was.

In fact, it wasn’t only me who was sexually aroused on mom, sometimes mom would also climax from my kisses and touch.

Mom loved it when I kissed her breasts and fondled her bottom.

Mom’s bottom gets wet easily, sometimes even before she touches it, just kisses it.

Not a wet mess as the A-book describes it though, just wet in the bottom area.

If it coincides with a few days before her MC comes, and I kiss and caress long enough, Mom will have an orgasm.

In the meantime I had asked to have real sex with Mom, and Mom refused.

At best, I was able to rub my cock against her pussy, and several times I tried to come in as hard as I could, but every time, Mom always got in the way.

And Mom didn’t allow me to ejaculate on or around her bottom, which I thought was probably too dirty for her.

Then I finally realized why, because Mom wasn’t on birth control, so she was afraid of getting pregnant.

Several times I asked Mom to suck my dick, and she never would.

I asked my mom what she wanted before she would do it, and she always said later.

God knows when later means later.

Finally I decided I would suck Mom’s dick first.

One night, after Mom got out of the shower and went to bed, we did what we always do, the two of us giggling and playing and undressing each other until we were naked.

After getting naked I told Mom to lay flat and then started stroking and kissing.

Mom let out a small moan as I kissed my way down the face.

Straight after kissing to the small of my back I pulled Mom’s legs apart, by this time Mom’s lust was flowing out, I didn’t think about it so much and just licked Mom’s lower body.

The first sensation was to feel salty and smooth.

I didn’t know anything about labia majora or minora or clitoris at the time, but just the whole pussy licking everywhere anyway.

Mom was startled by my sudden move, but then moaned.

Mom’s moans were louder and more urgent than usual, and I knew that Mom must be very comfortable, so I stepped up my efforts to lick her bottom.

The result was a quick and intense orgasm for Mom, her whole body shaking.

After her orgasm, Mom just lay still as if she was tired.

I took a piece of toilet paper and wiped Mom’s bottom, because there was quite a lot of lewdness and the whole bottom was mushy.

Mom wasn’t moving and I had to lie down next to her and wait for her to regain her senses.

I don’t know how long it took for Mom to turn sideways and look at me, and I looked at Mom.

I asked Mom how she felt and she blushed and nodded.

Mom asked me where I learned it from, and I said I learned it from reading A-books.

Mom asked again how she came up with the idea of sucking her off, and I told her that it would be comfortable for Mom.

Mom was so touched by that, she hugged me tightly in her arms.

I, on the other hand, was a little wary because I had other intentions, but it was true that it made Mom feel good.

I was too embarrassed to bring up the blowjob thing when I saw Mom’s face, or she would have thought that I had other intentions at all, and wasn’t sucking her off just to make her feel good.

Mom hugged and kissed me, and with one hand she reached down and took hold of my cock and sheathed it.

I was actually expecting Mom to offer to suck my dick, but she didn’t, and just by kissing and latching on, my ungrateful brother was cumming.

I sucked Mom’s dick a lot after that, but didn’t ask her to suck my dick, and Mom never initiated it.

I moved to a new house when I was promoted from Kokusai 1 to Kokusai 2. Of course, it was a great joy to move to a new house, but I wasn’t happy about it because there were enough rooms in the new house, and my dad told me that I was old enough to sleep in one of the rooms.

It means I can’t sleep with Mom anymore.

Mom knew I was upset, but there was nothing she could do about it because there was no reason for the boy to grow up and have him talk with his mother, and Mom didn’t know how to tell Dad.

I was so weak myself, I was even more afraid to tell Dad that I wanted to sleep with Mom.

So I slept in one room, Dad slept in one room, and Mom and my sister and sister-in-law slept together in a room with tatami mats.

Since then, I’ve been less affectionate with mom, but because of this, I’ve become more and more affectionate with her, and it seems to have turned into a boyfriend/girlfriend relationship.

Since he no longer slept with Mom at night, he became more likely to shoot himself, and even almost always relied on it to solve his libido problems.

Because there are fewer opportunities to be alone, whenever you have one, you cherish it.

Mom knew I was sad and heartbroken.

Sometimes they would hug and kiss me when my family wasn’t looking.

During this period, mom and I made out less than once a week on average, usually when other people went to the market (if you live in the countryside, you should know that it’s kind of like a night market, but not every day, usually once a week), we took advantage of the short one or two hours to make out in my room.

I would abstain from sex a day or two before each rush and then cum a few more times when I made out with Mom.

I went back to my grandmother’s house with my mom for a few days during the winter vacation in the second year of the State Council, because there were not enough rooms in my grandmother’s house, so my mom and I slept together.

The first night Mom and I went into our room and locked the door, then embraced and kissed each other as if we were a couple who had been away for a long time.

After the long kiss mom asked me if I was happy and I nodded and said yes.

I’m really happy because Mom and I haven’t slept together in almost six months.

That night we kept making out constantly, I cummed several times and mom had an orgasm.

The last time I was hard for a long time I just couldn’t cum, no matter how much mom helped me shoot, I just couldn’t get it out.

Finally I asked Mom to blow my horn for me and she nodded.

Then mom took hold of my cock and took it into her mouth, sucking gently.

Feeling really good from my first blowjob, I couldn’t help but start pumping in and out of mom’s mouth.

My cock was quite long and I could only get half of it in, any more and mom would block it with her hand.

Quickly I ejaculated, all in mom’s mouth, who didn’t spit it out, she swallowed it all.

After Mom spit out my cock, she used her tongue to clean up the cum left on the glans before saying she was going to go rinse off.

Since the room I stayed in was a suite, I washed it with my mom.

I helped Mom wash, Mom helped me wash, and the two of them played in the bathroom for a long time before coming out.

It was the sweetest night of sleep I’ve had in six months, sleeping with my arms around Mom and gently stroking her hair.

A long goodbye is a long time coming, and while that doesn’t apply between Mom and I, we both feel that way.

A few nights were spent exhausted before going to bed, and all with Mom blowing me out.

I asked my mom how she swallowed all the cum, and she said it was my cum, so she dared to swallow it.

I asked Mom again why she wanted to blow me this time, and she said that she’d been willing to do it since the first time I sucked her off, but I hadn’t even asked for it again, so I was too embarrassed to take the initiative to do it for me.

Mom asked me if I liked it, and I said it was cool.

The night before I came home, as usual, I made out with Mom in bed.

I thought since I had to ask mom to be willing to do it, I’d ask to see it again this time, so I told mom if I could stick it in.

Mom looked at me for a long time thinking, holding my cock and gazing at me as she worked it.

I don’t know what Mom was thinking, but after a few minutes Mom’s face suddenly turned very red, then she lowered her head and nodded.

I was shocked and delighted because I had been rejected so many times, and this time I was just asking with the intention of trying again, but I didn’t expect Mom to say yes.

I immediately rolled over on top of Mom, spread her legs wide, and then with my cock in one hand I plunged it into her hole.

Maybe the angle is wrong or something else, it just won’t go in.

I keep topping off and still can’t get in.

Mom had kept her eyes closed, and after a few minutes of me topping her off, she opened them.

I said I can’t stick it in what to do, mom smiled and said then don’t stick it in ah.

Of course I had to stick it in, so I propped Mom’s legs wider apart and then switched positions, trying again in a kneeling position between Mom’s legs.

This allowed me to see Mom’s hole, so I held my cock and plunged it in against Mom’s hole.

It went in smoothly this time and felt tight and warm and so comfortable.

I grabbed Mom’s knees with both hands and braced her legs wide and open, exposing her entire bottom for a better view.

I started pumping up while looking at Mom.

Mom closed her eyes and frowned, unable to tell if she was comfortable or uncomfortable.

I was thrusting so fast that I ended up not being able to do it anytime soon.

I thrust and jerked as fast as I could and came quickly.

It felt like it was going to explode.

After I cum I fall back on top of Mom, who hugs me and strokes my head.

My cock didn’t pull out, it was still in Mom’s hole.

It feels warm and slippery.

Mom called me down a few minutes later, she wanted a wipe down.

I came down and my mom took toilet paper and wiped my cock, the whole thing was wet and there was some cum on the glans.

After wiping me mom wiped her own lower body, mom’s lower body was also wet and mushy, and there was white cum flowing out of her pussy.

After cleaning up the two of them cuddled up on the bed and I asked Mom how she felt and if she was comfortable.

Mom nodded that it was very comfortable, especially when it was first inserted the feeling of fullness and the feeling of me going in and out made her whole body numb.

Mom added that she hadn’t had sex in a long time and that my cock was longer, so it hurt a little in comfort.

I kissed Mom, who stuck her tongue in my mouth for me to suck on while she gloved my cock.

I think mom wants to do it again because she knows that I’ll want it again soon if I suck on her tongue every time, so sometimes mom deliberately tries to tease me by sticking her tongue in my mouth and letting me suck on it.

Soon my cock was hard again and I fucked mom again in the same position, this time it lasted longer, but mom didn’t climax.

We did this many times that night and made it to bed after we were exhausted.

I slept until I had to pee and got up in the middle of the night to pee and then went back to bed and pulled Mom’s legs apart and fucked her again.

Got up late the next morning, but Mom was up early.

Had lunch and went home.

The last few times I’ve had sex with Mom, she hasn’t had an orgasm, and I think it might be because my technique is so bad.

But then slowly my technique got better, my stamina lengthened, and Mom started having orgasms.

The highest record to date is seven consecutive orgasms.

It was one time when I was in college when I went to a hotel with my mom to do it.

After that time, mom was so limp that she didn’t move, shaking her and calling her, but she didn’t respond, which scared me a lot, and I thought what happened to mom.

It wasn’t until half an hour later that mom had some energy to talk, she said she couldn’t move and to take a nap, I think mom was too tired.

To this day, my mom still laughs at me about the times I had sex at my grandmother’s house, and she says that she did it so many times that night for less than a minute each time, and that she ejaculated prematurely at such a young age.

But slowly mom laughed at me less and less about it, because then every time I had sex, I fucked her until she begged for mercy.

That’s when she blew it out for me, and if I had continued to do it then mom would have been paralyzed and unable to move on the bed again.

Still, I liked the idea of cumming inside Mom’s pussy and then watching the cum slowly drip out of her hole.

So every time if mom can’t do it anymore when she blows me, I pull my cock out when I’m about to cum and stick it in mom’s hole, thrusting fast until I cum.

Once I asked my mom why she wanted to have sex with me, and she said she needed it herself, plus we made out a lot, and it always made her go up and down.

And oral sex is different from sex, after all, and every time I watch me cum, I wish it was inside her.

I used to ask to have sex with mom, in fact, mom is very want to, but also feel that all of a sudden to say yes seems to be too that a little bit, as for the initiative that is even more unlikely.

Mom said she would never have blamed me if I had violently raped her at that point because it seemed like a good solution.

The reason Mom thought so long before the first time she had sex was actually because she was calculating her safe period, and those days just happened to be pretty safe, and Mom kind of wanted to herself, so she agreed.

I’m actually a bit of a sadist because I enjoy fucking Mom until she’s cloaked and rolling all over the bed and then opening her mouth to beg for mercy.

I pulled Mom’s hair from behind when I used doggy style, and sometimes I liked to ask her to suck my cock on her knees, and then I watched my cock go in and out of Mom’s mouth in the mirror on the dresser.

Even when Mom was on the big one I had opened the bathroom door (the kind of flapper lock you can open with a coin) and pulled down my pants, held Mom’s head down with my hand, pulled out my penis and shoved it into Mom’s mouth, pumping it until I came.

Mom also says she owes me from her past life.

Mom gets horny sometimes and teases me when she’s sexually aroused.

Especially liked it when I took her nipples.

Sometimes while watching TV, coldly unbuttoning my blouse and bra, holding my tits up and shoving them into my mouth.

Mom also loved kissing, and any occasion and time when the two of them were alone, the thought of a long kiss came to mind.

Mom’s tongue was flexible, always burrowing into my mouth and tangling back and forth.

I don’t even kiss my girlfriend that passionately.

I know a lot of things from talking to Mom.

Mom knew about it back when my country started jerking off in the 6th grade in elementary school.

Because sometimes I’m too lazy to go up to the bathroom to hit it, I just lay in bed and hit it gently.

I always thought Mom was asleep and didn’t know it, but sometimes she wasn’t even asleep yet.

Mom first knew I shot up because the bed shook and woke Mom up, Mom opened her eyes and saw me moving around with one hand still holding my cock in a sheath and knew then.

But Mom stayed still and acted as if she didn’t know, and the truth is Mom didn’t know what to do, she couldn’t tell me that over shooting was bad for my health.

I always thought Mom didn’t know because I would ease my movements when I shot in bed, not realizing that the bed would still shake even if I moved more gently.

Ever since Mom found out I’d started shooting, she’d squint and peek every time she felt the bed shifting at night.

And reveling in the thrill of the gunfight I never knew there was a spectator, just blissfully oblivious to the pounding.

Ejaculation is a bit of a pain in the ass, and sometimes it’s too late to spray everywhere if you block it with toilet paper before you ejaculate.

Sometimes even Mom’s clothes and face, so the aftermath was nasty, having to clean up the cum that sprayed everywhere.

Especially on Mom’s face you have to be very careful not to wake her up.

The fact that Mom was mostly awake and couldn’t do anything about getting cum sprayed in her face or continuing to pretend to be asleep.

Mom has read the A-books I smuggled home, and she said she didn’t feel anything when she read them.

Mom knew that I was peeking at her body, but didn’t deliberately avoid it. Mom said that she actually quite wanted me to look at her body herself, as to why she didn’t know herself.

But Mom wouldn’t deliberately expose it for me to see, she’d be shy.

Mom knew I was using all the nights to peek at her bottom while she slept, and she wanted me to see it too, she just didn’t dare be so direct about it.

Until that day when Mom purposely slept without panties and then I saw that I couldn’t help but touch it.

I told mom that it was simply mom seducing me, and she laughed and said who told me to be so horny and let her have it so easily.

But of course mom didn’t mean to deliberately seduce me, as to why she did it mom herself wasn’t sure.

Just want to be close to my son, I guess.

Some of the more impressive memories of sex with mom down the years.

The most memorable was, of course, the first time I had sex at my grandmother’s house.

That doesn’t count.

Since my mom slept with my sister and sister-in-law in the tatami room after we moved to the new house, I had to play by myself at night.

One time in my freshman year of high school I was hiding in my room at my desk reading A-books while shooting a gun and got carried away.

Suddenly the door to the room was opened, I was startled and hurriedly put the A book away.

But it was too late to pull my pants up, I thought this is embarrassing, I looked back and luckily it was mom.

Since it was late, Mom saw that the light was still on in my room and thought I was still working on my schoolwork.

So I made a glass of milk and came in for me to use as a nightcap, but I didn’t realize that when I pushed the door in, my son was actually naked with a panicked look on his face.

I saw that it was Mom and breathed a huge sigh of relief.

I stopped shitting my pants and whispered for Mom to hurry in and lock the door.

Mom came into the room, put the glass of milk on the desk, sat down on the edge of the bed (which was next to the desk) and split to ask me what I was doing.

I smiled and held out the A book to mom, who flipped it over and then looked at me and said she thought I was still working on it this late.

I said yes, I’m reading A-books and shooting guns.

Mom laughed a little and looked at my cock which had gone soft from the shock and said did I want it bad.

I said I couldn’t find a chance to be nice to Mom for days, so I had to take care of it myself.

Mom rubbed my head lovingly and said she’d blow it out for me, then told me to go to bed early.

After that mom sat on her knees and took my cock in her mouth and sucked my cock, sheathing it in and out.

Soon my cock began to bruise again, majestically.

I held Mom’s head as I bobbed it up and down, my entire cock covered in Mom’s saliva.

Mom blew me good, but I wanted to have a shot with her.

I pulled Mom up and started to undress her.

But Mom wouldn’t let me take it off. Mom said it would be easy to find out.

I know Mom’s concerns, but I really want to.

So told Mom just to stay undressed, as long as Mom’s panties were off and her skirt lifted up, and I was wearing shorts, but with the front pulled up under my penis.

Then standing by the desk, Mom faced the desk with her upper body on the desk while I plunged in from behind in case someone was there to quickly regain my clothes.

Mom still didn’t dare, but she couldn’t stand me touching and rubbing her body and begging so hard that she finally agreed.

I immediately made a move to take Mom’s panties off and felt her bottom, which was still dry.

So I had Mom sit on the desk, leaning back with her hands propped up on the desk, and I pulled her legs apart to help her lick it first.

Mom didn’t dare make a sound, only her breathing became heavier.

Once Mom’s bottom was wet enough, I had her stand facing the table with her upper body down.

I pulled down my pants and pulled Mom’s skirt up to her waist, then with one hand I spread the flesh of Mom’s buttocks so that her hole was exposed, and with the other hand I held my cock and thrust it against Mom’s hole.

Mom’s pussy didn’t seem to be wet enough though, and Mom grunted with a frown.

I was feeling a little dry too, so I didn’t go all the way in, just half way in, and then I slowly pumped it in and out.

Gradually mom’s lewdness increased, the thrusts were smoother, and I began to thrust all the way in.

Mom’s gasps became louder at this point, but Mom never dared to make a sound.

I began to pick up the pace, holding Mom’s waist with both hands and thrusting hard.

Mom’s head was bobbing back and forth as I fucked her, and her lust was running down her thighs.

It wasn’t long before a shudder ran through Mom and an orgasm came.

I pushed my cock all the way into Mom’s hole and then stopped moving.

Mom gasped and then said she couldn’t do it, her feet were weak and she couldn’t stand up.

So I had to change positions, I thought for a second and said it would be better to go to the bed, but mom said no, and in the back of her mind she would still be scared.

I wanted Mom to lie down on the table and get her legs in the air while I stood between her legs and fucked her.

I think the old desk might have been crushed though.

I had no choice but to let Mom suck my dick first, and also take the opportunity to take a break.

In the same position as just now, I sat on the chair and mom sat on her knees between my feet, taking the lust-soaked cock into her mouth.

Actually, Mom’s pretty good at blowjobs, it’s just that I just want to fuck Mom’s pussy.

Mom blew for a while and then I pulled her up and fucked her again in the same position until Mom’s orgasm came.

Just alternating between blowjobs and fuck holes.

After a couple of times mom had run out of steam and I was tired.

But with this off and on fucking, I just couldn’t cum, I was still hard.

Mom said what to do, how I don’t cum.

Mom said she really didn’t have the strength. Give her a break.

I had no choice but to pull mom hard onto the bed, press her down and hold her cock in and start thrusting hard, trying to get a surge of energy to make myself cum.

I fucked as fast as I could and Mom kept making moaning noises.

I knew Mom was getting fucked hard by me, but I just wanted to get out quickly, and I was getting a sadistic thrill out of watching her like this.

It didn’t take long to ejaculate.

After cumming Mom seemed to be so tired she could hardly move.

I took the toilet paper and wiped the lust and cum from Mom’s hole, then helped her put her panties back on and straighten her skirt.

Mom still didn’t move, so I had to tell her to lie down on the bed and rest.

I was tired myself and fell asleep on the table.

I don’t know how long I slept, but I was shaken awake by my mom, who told me to drink the glass of milk.

Mom watched me drink the milk down, hugged and kissed my head, and asked me if I was tired, and I said yes.

Mom told me to go to bed, and when I did she tucked me in, turned out the light and went out.

Then I fell fast asleep.

It was the most exhausting snogging session with Mom, and she said she was so tired her feet ached.

It was very sneaky and exciting though, but Mom said she’d never do it again next time because it was so intense that even the pleasure of the orgasm was discounted.

(2) This one is a little less clean.

One Sunday, after lunch and a nap.

Woke up and walked to the living room to find no one, this time the urgency to urinate, walked to the bathroom quasi was on a small number.

When I walked to the bathroom and found someone in there, I asked who was in there and mom said it was her.

I asked my mom where the others had gone, and she said they had just gone to my mom’s house for a wedding reception.

I thought it would be about 7:00 or 8:00 p.m. after the wedding, and it would be even later if I took the bus back.

This is a great opportunity to warm up to Mom all afternoon.

So I knocked on the bathroom door and asked Mom to let me in, and Mom said she wouldn’t open the door if she was in the big one.

I don’t care so much take a coin and open the door and go in.

Once inside, I saw Mom dazed and naked, sitting on the toilet with her shorts and panties pulled down to her knees.

I think Mom probably didn’t expect me to barge in while she was in the middle of a big number, so she was filled with dismay.

I closed the door behind me and walked over to the toilet and squatted down in front of Mom’s feet.

Mom, with a wide-eyed look of puzzlement, asked me what I was doing coming in when I said she was taking a dump.

I laughed and said come in and watch mom poop.

Mom’s face was flushed, probably embarrassed the first time someone was watching during a big number.

Mom told me to stop being so boring and get out.

I looked at Mom like this and thought it was so cute, so I stood up and undressed myself, then straddled Mom’s lap and took her in my arms.

Mom seemed to be crying and laughing at me, with an embarrassed expression on her face.

Because she was still pooping and her son was sitting on her legs, neither knew what to do.

I started to take off Mom’s blouse and she kept struggling telling me to stop.

I said I meant it, and then I took Mom’s blouse and bra off even though she kept struggling.

So Mom was completely naked from the knees up.

I took Mom in my arms and asked her to kiss my nipples.

Mom refused to keep struggling and told me to get out.

Of course I wouldn’t, so I stood up and held my cock and shot up in front of mom, who kept frowning and telling me to stop messing around and get out.

I said the others would be back late and there was plenty of time to play.

Then holding a hard-on and slapping it in Mom’s face, Mom got upset and said she was going to get mad.

I figured Mom was just trying to scare me, so I ignored her and held my cock and shoved it into Mom’s mouth.

Unexpectedly and unexpectedly, mom pushed me away very hard and then angrily told me to get out right away.

I was shocked, I didn’t think Mom would be angry.

I looked at Mom, hoping to see in her eyes that she was faking it, but then she yelled at me to get out right away.

I was a little caught off guard at this point because I didn’t expect Mom to be really angry at all.

I said I was sorry, grabbed my clothes off the floor and headed out the door.

After walking out of the bathroom I got dressed and sat in the living room, I was going to go back to my room and hide for a while but thought I’d better wait for Mom to come out and apologize to her once more.

It didn’t take long for Mom to come out and see me sitting in the living room so she came over and sat next to me.

It wasn’t that I was afraid that Mom would blame me, but I thought to myself that the joke seemed to have gone too far, and Mom must have felt bad about it.

I put my head down and told Mom I was sorry, and she said it was okay, but what I had just done made her feel like I was humiliating her.

Mom says she likes to make out with me, but still has her dignity.

It had just made her feel as if she were a very cheap whore.

I certainly didn’t think so, I was just playing with Mom, it was over the top, but I really didn’t have contempt in my heart.

I kept explaining to Mom, who just listened with her head down and didn’t say anything.

I talked for a long time, and finally Mom said not to do it again, and went to her room.

I sat alone in the guest listening feeling very frightened, very worried that in the future mom will no longer pay attention to me, and also resume the normal relationship that mother and son should no longer make out with me.

After sitting for a while, I thought I’d better go to mom’s room to take a look, I walked to mom’s room, the door was not closed I went straight in.

When I went inside, I saw Mom standing in front of the window, and I walked over to her to find her shedding tears.

I took Mom’s hand and shook it a little, and she gave me a look that told me to get out and leave her alone.

Mom was the same on the surface for months after this, but privately she stopped paying attention to me.

Sometimes I can’t help hugging and kissing her but she pushes me away and says not to do it again, that a mother is a mother and a son is a son, so don’t overstep the rules.

I think it’s over, I’ll have to keep my relationship with mom in a Lunar way from now on, I can’t make out with her anymore.

I was upset about that for a while, and I think I really went too far.

Otherwise, mom loves me very much and has always been obedient to me, so I should be fine soon.

I lost a lot of weight in that bout, not in hunger strike protest, but I really didn’t have an appetite.

Not only can’t I eat anything, but I don’t even have a sex drive anymore, so I rarely masturbate anymore.

As a result, I started to sleep-walk, and since I’ve been in the habit of masturbating I’ve hardly ever done it anymore.

During this time, not to mention making out with mom, she wouldn’t even let me hold her hand.

Sometimes when it’s just me and my mom, I want to make out with her like we used to, but she always has a cold face.

Gradually I died, thinking that this was probably the way it was going to be from then on.

My sister graduated from high school and went straight into employment instead of furthering her education, and married in her early twenties.

Once I came home and there was no one inside the house when I entered.

I went back to my room and stripped off my clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After rinsing off to cool off, I figured no one was home anyway, so I went to the living room with just a pair of panties, grabbed a roll of porn and watched it.

I like to shoot up while watching porn, so I pulled my underwear down, pulled out my cock and shot up.

As I was reading and typing, I was almost finished with the volume and close to ejaculating, when suddenly someone behind me called out a name in a very surprised tone.

I was shocked when I heard it and quickly looked back, Sis was standing behind me, oh no, so Sis was at home.

Sis had a hard-to-believe look on her face and said how could she look like this in the living room.

I hurriedly shoved my cock into my underwear, it wouldn’t fit because it was still a little hard, but I didn’t care so much, took the porn out and headed back to my room with my head down.

I went back to my room feeling embarrassed, unlucky and careless.

Just because there’s no one in the room doesn’t mean there’s no one in the house, there could be people in the room.

But Sis wouldn’t have done anything anyway, people who are married shouldn’t make too much of a fuss about this sort of thing, apart from the fact that it’s in the wrong place.

But it’s embarrassing to be true, I probably got a good look at my sister when I shot my gun.

I only saw a little bit of Sis when I was a kid, but now it’s all being looked back at as if it’s a big loss.

I don’t know what Sis will think, but I won’t even be able to get out of my room for a while anyway, so I’ll just lay down and take a nap.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, I heard my sister calling me and I answered in a hurry, then she told me to go out and have some green bean soup.

I was a little embarrassed, but I put my shorts back on and went out.

When I got to the living room Sis had already put a pot of iced green bean soup and bowls on the living room table, I sat down and Sis helped me with a bowl.

In order to wash away the awkwardness, I rushed to talk to my sister about something or other.

I asked my sister why she had come home, and she said she had a fight with her brother-in-law, so she came back.

I asked my sister how long she had been back and she said a day.

Chatted with my sister about some other things, and two nights of green bean soup went down the drain.

I wanted to go back to my room to sleep again, but then my sister suddenly said how could I watch that kind of movie at home in broad daylight, I was shocked again, I thought the matter was over, how come my sister asked about it again.

I was embarrassed and said I thought no one was there, only for my sister to come up with a very funny comment about whether I was a human being then.

I laughed a little still feeling awkward and my sister asked me again how I got the piece and I said I bought it.

Sis said how to buy this kind of thing, I heard that really funny, this kind of thing is not difficult to buy ah.

Then sister asked me if I just masturbated, I thought this knowingly asked, are married for two or three years of people still pretend not to know.

I nodded, putting on an innocent face.

Sis asked me again if I had a girlfriend and I said no.

In the end, my sister said that doing this kind of thing is not good for your body, and you should do it as little as possible so that you don’t break your body.

I think it’s time for Sis’ sex ed to be revamped.

Then I said I wanted to go to bed and sis hmmm’d I went back to my room and went back to sleep.

This sleep until dinner, dazed and confused again someone called me, I thought to myself again want to drink green bean soup, I drank ah.

It turned out to be Sis again, but this time she called me for dinner.

I feel like how every time I get called is to eat, I come home and turn into a pig, giggle, and eat ouro fat.

After dinner the whole family ate fruit and chatted, and the conversation actually turned out to be about whether or not Sis should divorce her brother-in-law.

I was surprised to hear that mom said I was studying away from home so I didn’t even know.

But Sis, who was also studying away from home, was well aware that perhaps women’s families were a little more in tune with such things.

Mom and Dad didn’t seem to agree, but Sis threw her hands up in the air, while I stood by in confusion.

The final conclusion was inconclusive and the discussion will continue next time.

This night as I was getting ready for bed (kinda like a pig out) Sis knocked on the door and came in.

This time it was okay, I hadn’t taken off my clothes yet, because I was used to sleeping naked.

I was shocked to hear my sister in her pajamas say she wanted to talk to me, I don’t think we’re going to have to continue this afternoon’s conversation.

It turned out to be okay, sis was talking to me about her marriage and she wanted to hear and see what I had to say.

So the two of us sat on the bed with Sis and talked, and Sis told me the whole story.

From the childish immaturity of my brother-in-law to the irresponsibility of not being a burden.

From having a hot temper to having nothing to do and not doing anything.

I, on the other hand, listened in awe, my head full of questions.

In the end, my sister got smoother and smoother, even telling me about my brother-in-law’s sexual impotence.

She said her brother-in-law’s one was short and premature.

Within a few years of marriage it was already not working.

I was so embarrassed to hear that, thinking why is sis saying this to me.

It was hard for Sis to finish and ask me what my opinion was.

I came from that opinion, I was simply disoriented, and with that last bit, my brain kind of short-circuited.

I shook them all and said I didn’t know.

I see my sister’s eyes are wet, I do not know what to do, life is most afraid of women crying, I do not know how to comfort my sister.

I thought that after all my sister’s talk and some tears, I thought she would be thirsty, so I went and poured a glass of water for her, and she was a little better after drinking it.

Then my sister asked me to lie down with her, and I said yes.

So we lay in bed together and continued to talk.

I thought Sis was going to continue talking about her married life, Sisgo didn’t expect Sis to mention the afternoon.

I was startled again, thinking that I really shouldn’t have poured water for my sister to drink.

Sis asked if she had ever done that since she didn’t have a girlfriend.

Of course I knew what Sis was talking about, but I still pretended to be innocent.

As a result, my sister said to come less, see will watch that kind of movie still pretend.

I shook my head awkwardly, I couldn’t tell my sister about me and mom.

As a result, my sister immediately popped up and said I was lying.

I thought to myself that Sis Ho is probably trying to bluff me by saying that I am lying.

I didn’t expect Sis to come up with something that nearly stopped my heart, she said Mom told her all about it.

When I heard that I was almost weak, how mom told this thing to sister, this is too outrageous, there are other people know? My mind went blank for several minutes, during which time Sis kept asking if it was.

Lol, do you have to ask when you know.

I nodded feebly.

Then Sis asked me to tell her what happened, and I said didn’t Mom tell you about it, and Sis said Mom only told me a little bit.

I thought to myself Mom is really good at counting and leaving some for me to talk about.

I didn’t really want to talk about it, but my sister insisted that I tell her, and I was in a situation where I was caught as a thief, and I was at the mercy of everyone.

So I told the whole story, with Sis still clinging to it if I missed anything.

I felt a little pushed inside my heart, so I began by telling the story of peeking at my sister’s lower body when I was a child.

Sis froze for a long time when she heard it, then said how I was so horny at such a young age, no wonder I even did my own mom when I grew up.

I ignored my sister and continued on, talking about sleeping with mom, to touching her body, to cuddling with her naked, to having sex with her, to her flipping me off.

It went on for quite a while, but this time it was Sis who was dumbfounded.

After the speech, Sis seemed a bit dumbfounded.

After a while, my sister asked me if I would like to do it with mom again, and I said yes, but mom wouldn’t.

Sis said mom is in her forties, wasn’t she quite young at the time, would I have wanted to.

I said I still wanted to, and I didn’t have anyone else of the opposite sex to do it with.

Then I asked Sis why Mom told Sis about it and who else knew about it, only to have Sis tell me something else that stopped my heart.

Turns out Sis didn’t even know and was just guessing.

I don’t think that’s possible. I can’t even guess that my son would have sex with my mom.

Later on, my sister said that she had actually seen me and mom hugging each other naked in our room a long time ago when we were still living in the old house.

I was surprised, but I didn’t dare say anything.

I forgot about it after a long time, and I didn’t remember it again until I saw me masturbating to porn today, and then I asked me in a tentative tone.

In fact, the sentence my sister asked me was me being a thief, she only said that mom told her, and didn’t say exactly what mom said, it could be that mom said I had a girlfriend who had been in a relationship or something like that.

I ended up shaking it all out without a fight.

The two were silent for a moment, and the more I thought about it, the more upset I became.

As soon as he rolled over, he tickled his sister’s tuck and the two of them twisted together.

It turned out to be my youthfulness in the end, and I couldn’t stop myself from touching a woman’s body.

Twisting and twisting more and more think sister looks pretty good, so the sister pressed underneath the body and kissed.

Sis pushed me away and laughed and said even you want me.

I said yes, I want it now.

Then I ripped the collar of my sister’s pajamas open, and oh my God, she wasn’t even wearing anything underneath.

I watched the animal desire came, and then the sister of the whole pajamas spread, sister did not resist, I thought not to resist tonight will be my wife.

I stripped Sis of all her clothes, and then I stripped myself, holding my cock and thrusting it into Sis’ hole.

As a result, the dryness kept sticking in, and Sis said it would hurt, so I lowered my body and licked up into Sis’s hole.

Until I felt wet enough to lift my cock and stick it in again.

This time it was smoother.

It’s probably been too long since I’ve been in a pussy, and I let go in less than five minutes.

After I let out I got up and sat next to Sis, who looked at me and said I was her second man, the second man she had sex with.

After saying this, I closed my eyes, and I watched my sister for a while as her libido came back, so I pressed up and did it for a second time, and this time it was back to the normal level, and I plugged it in for nearly an hour before it came out.

Still at my mercy without resistance, I used several positions and Sis went along with me, except for a slight moan.

After the second ejaculation Sis was still motionless and paralyzed on the bed, but I think this time she was really paralyzed.

After resting for quite some time, Sis reluctantly got up and dressed to go to her room.

I watched my sister leave thinking what the hell is going on, why am I trying to have sex with my own family.

The next morning I slept in until I was woken up by my sister and woke up to realize it was late.

After dunking into the living room, Sis was tidying up the living room.

Sis saw me and told me to hurry up and eat breakfast, then Sis went to the dining room and helped me bring out the breakfast.

What a great breakfast, not at all like the usual breakfast.

I glanced at Sis and was about to ask why when she spoke first.

Sis said she wanted me to make up for it, otherwise too much physical exertion would be bad for my health.

I wondered if Sis was referring to last night, I walked up behind her to try and find out, so I gave her a squeeze on her buttocks and said if she was afraid I was too tired last night.

Sis gave me a blank look, pushed my hand away and told me to eat, then went back to tidying up the living room.

I think the answer to that is a resounding yes.

When it came time to go to bed at night, I lay in bed thinking I wonder if Sis will come tonight.

If Sis doesn’t come, then we’ll have to eat the buffet, and I can’t go to the room where Sis sleeps because Mom and Sis sleep with her sister.

After waiting for a long time almost falling asleep sis never came, I couldn’t wait to get up and check out the living room.

When I got to the living room I found Mom sitting in the living room wondering what she was thinking, I walked over and sat next to her.

She asked me if I couldn’t sleep like her. I was actually sleepy, but I still said I couldn’t sleep.

Mom held my hand and smiled and said, “Why can’t you sleep at such a young age? I said jokingly that I couldn’t sleep because I didn’t have mom with me.

I immediately regretted the words as soon as they came out of my mouth, something that years ago could have been flirting with mom, but now was very flirty.

I think Mom will probably get mad again.

The result is unexpected, mom not only did not get angry, but also smiled and said will not be able to solve ah.

I heard froze for a moment, mom is not angry with me, but after so many years, mom has been with me to maintain a normal mother-child relationship, how now will be like this speech? Could it be that mom is no longer angry with me and has lifted the ban? I thought if really so that must seize the opportunity to break through mom’s defenses, in case mom just want to open up for a moment, and I did not grasp this opportunity, then the next time I do not know when it is.

So I put my arm around Mom’s waist and gave her a kiss on the cheek and said I wanted to sleep with her.

Mom laughed and said she’s so old she’s still interested.

I said of course I did, and all this time I’ve been thinking about being good to Mom.

Mom says I haven’t changed. I’m still the same.

I ignored what Mom said about what I looked like. It didn’t matter.

I whispered in my mom’s ear to go to my room and talk, she gave me a blank stare with her eyes and didn’t answer.

When I saw the opportunity, I dragged Mom into my room by force.

After entering the room and locking the door I immediately hugged and kissed mom passionately, she was a bit shy and kept flashing.

My hands began to wander, removing Mom’s clothes one by one.

Mom let me take it off very smoothly, unlike before when she was afraid of other people knowing.

Soon Mom was completely naked and I helped her to the bed so that she could lie down and I myself undressed myself and got into bed.

The first act of getting into bed was to kiss Mom all over and then suck her off.

Maybe it’s because she hasn’t done it for too long, mom’s reaction is quite intense, her whole body keeps trembling, but she holds back not daring to scream out, but from the nasal sound, I can tell that mom is very excited.

As I sucked Mom’s cock, I moved my lower body toward her head, all the way to my cock in front of her eyes.

Mom quite automatically took hold of my cock and shoved it into her mouth.

It’s been a while since I’ve gotten a blowjob and it feels so good.

It wasn’t long before I couldn’t help myself and rolled over and pulled Mom’s legs apart and plunged in.

Like an old lover meeting for the first time in a long time, I was thrusting and pumping like crazy, and Mom was grunting from my thrusts.

It didn’t last long this time either before he ejaculated.

After I cum I got on top of Mom and hugged her, and she kept kissing me, just like she always did.

After lingering for a while, I got up to let Mom catch her breath.

Mom was afraid someone would come in so she put her clothes back on and then the two of them sat on the bed together and talked.

Mom asked me if I would be mad at her for not making out with me for the past few years.

I said I wouldn’t, but would miss it.

Mom hugged me for a long time and talked about her mental feelings, which she actually does think about, but just can’t find the steps to take.

Mom asked me again if she was much older, and by this time Mom was over forty, so she was indeed a bit older.

I didn’t say anything, Mom said she knew she was getting old too, and had thought that even if she wanted to I probably wouldn’t be able to bring myself to do it.

Mom is a little older than she used to be, but she can still make me feel aroused.

I kissed Mom and whispered in her ear that I wanted more.

Mom laughed heartily and told me to lie flat, then she started kissing me all over, from my head to my neck to my chest, finally stopping at my cock and sucking on it.

Then Mom pulled her own pants down, straddled me, and did it in the girl-on-top position.

I’m so surprised because Mom has always been very passive and shy.

I sat on top of me and kept bobbing up and down, pulling Mom’s shirt away to let her breasts show.

The exposed breasts bobbed up and down with the movement, sexy as hell.

I was afraid Mom would be too tired, so I held it up one on top of the other as well.

It didn’t take long for Mom’s orgasm to hit, and her whole body slumped over me gasping for air.

I rolled Mom over and fucked her pussy hard in my favorite old man’s wheelbarrow, then switched to doggy style.

We changed positions so many times before and after that by the end both of us were exhausted and mom helped me suck my dick and blow out.

After resting a bit afterwards, Mom rushed back to her room.

I felt sticky and went to the bathroom to try to take a shower.

I didn’t expect to meet my sister right in front of the bathroom, and she mysteriously pulled me back to my room.

Back to the room after I asked my sister what is why mysterious, the results of my sister said I just had sex with mom she saw all.

I’m a little surprised, but not nervous because I already have an affair with my sister.

Sis said she was going to come to see me tonight, but Mom beat her to it.

Sis asked me if I had any strength left, and I said yes.

So Sis asked me to take a shower while she waited for me in my room.

I washed up and went back to my room and Sis was sitting on the bed.

I closed the door to my room and got into bed and told my sister that I had fucked mom twice and my cock was a little tired and I wanted my sister to blow me to get it hard.

Without saying a word, my sister took off my pants and held my cock in her mouth.

It’s just as comfortable as Mom’s blow job, but Sis can roll her tongue, much better than Mom.

It got hard very quickly, then I stripped my sister naked and pulled her legs apart when her pussy was already wet.

I held my penis and inserted it, Sis screamed very comfortably, I hurriedly covered Sis’s mouth and told her to keep her voice down.

Since it was the third time, it took a long time for the fuck to come out, and finally my sister and I couldn’t take it anymore.

My sister asked me if I wanted to try anal sex, and I was surprised to hear that again.

Of course I wanted to, so I asked my sister if it was really okay, and she said yes, she had been penetrated in the ass by her husband, but his penis was much smaller than mine, and she said to be careful.

So I rolled my sister over into doggy style, put some spit on her asshole and my glans, then held my cock to my asshole and started thrusting.

Maybe it is inexperienced, or not enough lubrication, how to insert is not inserted, but make my glans so painful.

Then there was nothing else to do, so I had to give up.

Finally, in order to cum, he had to thrust into his sister’s mouth and pump until he ejaculated.

After cumming Sis said her mouth was sore and aching and her throat wanted to vomit from the top of my throat, so she probably wouldn’t be able to eat tomorrow.

And so every night there was a big fight with Mom and Sis, Mom the first half of the night, Sis the second half of the night, and then I slept during the day.

When I went back to school after spring break, sometimes my sister would come to me and we’d find a hotel and have a big fight.

My sister said that I was much better at sex than her husband and had a bigger cock.

I didn’t let Sis down, and I made her orgasm and whoop every time.

Screaming Sis is so much better than Mom, who also screams, but is very subtle and restrained.

Sister did not restrain herself at all, screaming loudly and obscenely, screaming all kinds of carnal and disgusting words, and sometimes she was screamed until she ejaculated just like that.

After many attempts, I finally managed to penetrate my sister’s asshole.

I put on the condom and rubbed baby oil on it again, and my sister’s asshole too, even the inside of her asshole with my finger in it.

Then into a little bit of inserted, inserted sister bare teeth, and is crying and screaming, but I was on the rise also do not care so much, big ups and downs straight into the ejaculation before stopping.

Afterward, my sister kept blaming me for not being able to show any mercy, and it took a few days of pain to recover.

I’d like to think that Sis underestimated this baby of mine, thinking it was as short as her husband.

But it was really good to stick it in the ass, and not because it was tighter, but because of the sensation, an abusive sensation.

After that every time I had sex with my sister I would ask for anal sex, but she didn’t always say yes.

Got addicted to anal sex with my sister and once hit on mom.

I asked my mom if I could have anal sex, but she didn’t understand, so I explained it to her, and she thought it was unbelievable, and thought it was too weird to stick it up her ass.

I couldn’t explain it to her, so I just went and rented porn and showed it to mom when no one was home.

Mom watched in disbelief, thinking that a cock that big up the ass was simply a stunt, not a normal sexual act.

I told my sister about it and she said why don’t we just tie Mom up with the two of them together and let me have a big fuck.

I knew Sis was joking, but I kind of wanted to do this.

It didn’t stay hidden for long with Sis, probably because Sis and I were too cocky for each other and because Sis was screaming and loud.

It might be okay for Dad to sleep on the first floor, but Mom’s room is just across the bathroom from mine, in case Mom or Sis gets up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom.

But Sis wasn’t too afraid of Mom and Sis finding out because Mom and I did it years ago, big deal, mother and daughter together.

It doesn’t matter if my little sister knows about it, because she has always been the closest to my little sister, and she’s the only one in the family who’s on the same page with her about the divorce.

With our level of arrogance of course we were found out, and the first to notice was Mom.

Mom woke up in the middle of the night to go downstairs for a drink of water, and in the hallway she heard her sister screaming.

Mom was listening at the door to my room, then went back to her room to find Sis not in bed, so she was sure it was me and Sis having sex in my room.

The next day when my sister left for work, my mom came to my room and asked me about it, I was just finishing up washing up and staring at my room.

Mom came in and sat on the edge of the bed and asked me if I had been having sex with my sister last night, my heart shook but then stabilized because I had known that sooner or later Mom or my sister would find out.

So I admitted it, and Mom didn’t say anything, and couldn’t say anything, because Mom herself had a very close sexual relationship with me, and the concept of ethics was no longer tenable.

Mom sighed and asked how long it had been and how endangered it was.

I realized Mom was jealous because Sis was younger than Mom, prettier than Mom, and in better shape.

By any measure, Sis is better than Mom as far as the condition of the person she’s having sex with is concerned.

Of course Mom knows herself, so Mom’s jealous.

I looked at Mom carefully and realized that she had really aged.

The wrinkles on my face are increasing day by day, and my skin is slowly getting rougher and losing its luster.

The body is also out of shape, the lower half of the body becomes bloated, and the breasts shrink and sag.

But I still think Mom is sexy, and it still turns me on. Maybe it’s because I have an incest fetish, and I’m doubly turned on by having sex with my own mom.

Mom didn’t say anything, but I knew what Mom wanted to say.

I hugged Mom and said I still loved her, Mom asked if I would ever do it with her again and I said I would do it as long as Mom wanted.

Then mom went out and I was so sad, I would rather mom scolded me but now it’s turning into mom not caring about her anymore because she’s afraid I have a new love.

This fear of losing a loved one is a feeling I can well understand, so I am particularly heartbroken.

I went to Mom’s room during nap time that day and did almost all afternoon with her, from lying down, lying on my back, kneeling, sitting, standing, in almost every position imaginable.

From the room to the bathroom to the stairway.

Mom had one orgasm and I had another, and I leaked several times.

After dinner, Mom told me privately that she would let me stay with my sister for the evening, but to take care of my health.

I told Sis what happened when she came to my room at night.

Sis heard that and said she was going to go talk to mom, I said I’d better not because Sis was also sleeping in mom’s room, Sis said it would be better to talk in my room then.

I don’t care, anyway, things are exposed, we can talk about it, it’s better than keeping it inside.

So Sis invited Mom to my room and then the three of them talked.

Mostly Sis was talking to Mom and I was sitting next to her kind of transparent.

The talk was all very heartfelt, as the two women were kind of in the same boat, both having sexual needs when their other half was failing.

In the end they agreed that the three of them would maintain their current relationship, but not to work me too hard… oooh, it finally occurred to me that I existed.

Then mom laughed and told my sister and I to go to bed early and not to play too late, and she turned around and went back to her room.

Just then it occurred to me why not have a three-player game.

So I whispered to my sister to let Mom do it with us, and she laughed and said I wanted to kill two birds with one stone before chasing her out and pulling her back in.

As soon as they came in I locked the door to the room, Mom asked inexplicably what we were going to do, and Sis told Mom that she wanted two women to serve one husband.

Then he started undressing mom and I helped my sister.

Mom struggled and said she was embarrassed, but soon she was stripped of all her clothes.

Then my sister and I stripped all the way off as well, and the three of us huddled on my bed and played.

Sis said Mom was working hard and wanted me to fuck her first.

But mom said she’d already done it many times in the afternoon and wanted me to fuck my sister first.

I watched them push back and forth, so I decided Mom would be first.

I lay back and then told mom to sit across my head and I sucked her off while sis sucked me off from below.

When I was hard and Mom’s pussy was wet, I told Mom to lay down with her legs spread wide and I took hold of my cock and started to fuck Mom’s pussy.

Sister also helped me to push my ass, sometimes push too hard mom was fucked wow.

Sis stopped pushing for a while and sat down next to mom and rubbed her tits, then took her nipple into her mouth again.

Mom was being attacked up and down by me and my sister, her whole body was trembling and grunting with pleasure.

Sis started kissing her way up, on mom’s shoulders, neck, cheeks, and finally mouth to mouth.

Mom Da should be so cool that he can’t figure out who is who, and he and his sister kissed passionately, four lips met, two tongues entwined, just more passionate than kissing me.

Mom had several orgasms and was starting to get a little disoriented, and the lewd water coming out of her pussy was soaking the sheets, and even my balls and thighs were wet.

I think Mom’s almost done. It’s time to switch to God-sister.

I pulled my cock out and told my sister to use the doggy style while I inserted it from behind.

Sis probably waited too long, as soon as I plunged in Sis screamed, I rushed to cover Sis’s mouth, even mom was startled awake.

I fucked my sister’s pussy hard, and mom was not shy about rubbing her tits, but she didn’t have very big tits, and even though mom’s tits were sagging a bit, they looked bigger than my sister’s.

I kept changing positions and was holding back from cumming because I still wanted to fuck Mom before I had to cum in her pussy.

All of a sudden I wanted to stick my sister’s asshole in Mom’s face to see if she would let me stick it in her.

So I flipped Sis into doggy style again and then told her I was going to stick it up her ass.

I held my cock against my sister’s asshole and began to ease it in.

Mom watched curiously from the sidelines, watching my cock go in little by little until it was all the way in.

Then I started thrusting and thrusting as usual, and Sis, probably knowing that I was deliberately thrusting at Mom, went along with the lustful sounds, looking like she was having a good time to the bone.

I was thrusting and looking at Mom, who was paying close attention as she watched my cock go back and forth in and out of my sister’s asshole.

I asked my mom if she wanted to try it and she thought about it for a second or shook her head.

I thought to myself it’s okay, sooner or later mom will be willing.

Since I was already in my ass, I couldn’t stick it in Mom’s hole again, so I gave it some hard strokes and shot my cum in my sister’s ass.

And so the world of threesome was maintained for quite some time, with big games of threesome played at every opportunity.

Mom is as competent a housewife as she is, and in addition to cooking and laundry, she has the added task of fornicating with her son when she has a free moment.

Sis is also divorced, three votes to one, and the whole family just Dad is against it.

Mom and I had other ideas.

And Sis was originally in favor of it, and Sis never had a good feeling about her brother-in-law anyway.

Of the three women in the neighborhood, my little sister is the only one who hasn’t joined us in our incest.

My little sister has been a bit stunted since she was a child, petite not to mention, her body is not very competitive, high school is almost graduated, her breasts have not yet grown much, and her hips need to be strengthened.

But the face is quite beautiful, clear eyebrows, a head of long black hair, small nose, slightly curved mouth, a look of love.

Probably because it looked like a little girl, leaving me with no room for imagination or any sexual fantasies or sexual urges, it never occurred to me to design my little sister into it either.

But after doing it for a long time with the two mature women, it was starting to be a bit of a fantasy about my little sister’s dry flat body.

But the problem is that my little sister has never had sexual experience (I think it should be right), how to get her to join this incest? This problem of course I do not dare to find mom to discuss, after all, for her incest is not supposed to, and now for the sake of the need to have sex with his son is already a guilty conscience, let alone drag their own little daughter into it.

But my sister is different, perhaps it is the same as I have incest tilted like it, as soon as I heard my idea immediately raised both hands in favor of a look of heart, even more positive than me.

But being positive doesn’t help, the point is how to get your little sister hooked.

Of course you can’t do it the hard way, and the whole family probably has the steeliest and fiercest temperament of the little sister.

She’ll probably hate me forever with the hard ones, and I don’t know how to do it with the soft ones.

I thought long and hard with my sister and mapped out some situations, but none of them seemed very feasible.

In the end, we thought that words are better than example, simply deliberately let her inadvertently see my sister and I incest in real life, perhaps it can make her spring into action.

But I couldn’t wait. I had no feelings for my little sister before, but once I started having sexual fantasies about her, the urge to rape her was as overwhelming as the mountains.

In his head, he was fantasizing about the sight of his cock pumping furiously in his little sister’s pussy.

I figured I really couldn’t wait any longer, I had to figure out a way to fix it before I couldn’t stand raping my little sister, so I told my sister how I felt.

My sister’s first reaction upon hearing this was to reward me with an extra-large chestnut, which caused me to hold my head in pain and fill my head with gold stars.

Sis says I can’t rape my little sister with that kind of flat body. She looks like a junior high school girl, no tits, no ass.

I kept asking my sister to do me a favor, with all the niceties, all the pleas, all the fawning.

Even for many days in a row I fucked my sister to the heavens with all my strength, and finally she agreed.

The only condition is that there is no coercion, and no violent behavior to harm your little sister.

But it’s a big headache to figure out how to do this, but it’s still making us come up with ideas.

It’s actually quite simple, just knock the sister out won’t it.

So with my sister the two of us started to collect sleeping pills, and after a few days the pills were available, so I started to carry out my plan gradually.

First of all, my sister wanted to sleep with my little sister for some reason, and of course my little sister had no doubt that it was very common for sisters to sleep in the same bed.

Before going to bed, my sister made my sister drink boiled water mixed with sleeping pills, and after my sister fell asleep, she opened the door and let me in.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw my little sister lying on the bed in her pajamas, and by the looks of it, she should be sound asleep.

Sis stood and smiled and said she could start, now instead I felt a little awkward, but seeing my little sister on the bed, my crotch cock started to stir.

So not caring that Sis was watching, she removed the clothing from herself before climbing into bed.

I’m a little scared to think about it, even though my little sister is already sound asleep.

So simply ask Sis to test her little sister first to make sure that she is really asleep.

So I asked my sister to help me take off my little sister’s pajamas while I hid first.

Sister I laughed at me colored and gutless, I do not care anymore, as long as I can do the little sister was laughed at also does not hurt.

Sis climbed onto the bed and sat on her knees beside her little sister, gently unbuttoning her pajamas one by one.

Until it was all untied little sister was still unconscious.

That was a relief, and then Sis smiled and said it was okay.

So I got on the bed as well and sat on my knees on the other side of my little sister, across from her and opposite her.

I kissed my sister as a token of my appreciation, and then began to open my little sister’s pajamas, which had been fully unbuttoned, and I felt so excited with the thrill of stealing.

There was only a pair of panties underneath the sleeping one, no bra.

The two slightly protruding tits on my little sister’s snow-white breasts, topped with two tiny pink nipples, felt so sexy that you wanted to take them in your mouth.

I looked up at my sister, who also seemed to be fascinated by my little sister’s tits.

I reached down and gently caressed my sister’s little tits, they felt so fine and smooth.

Sis also reached out to caress my little sister’s other tit, at this time, my little sister was still motionless, looking at my little sister’s sleeping appearance, I couldn’t help but kiss my little sister’s slightly curved lips, and used my tongue to push open my little sister’s teeth, and stuck my tongue into my little sister’s mouth and stirred it.

By this time Sis was also kissing my little sister all the way up from her nipples, and I gave up my little sister’s lips to Sis because my cock was so hard I couldn’t stand it anymore.

I gently pulled down my little sister’s panties, a sudden light in front of me, it turned out that my little sister’s lower body actually only has a few sparse pubic hairs on the pubic mound, the entire pussy is clean and dry, pink pussy lips tightly closed, leaving only a thin slit, beautiful.

I quickly took off my clothes and dabbed spit on my little sister’s pussy and my glans.

Kneeling between his little sister’s legs he held his cock up to his little sister’s pussy and eased it in.

At that moment Sis, who was on the sidelines, stopped kissing and caressing her little sister and began to gaze at the sight of my cock pushing into her pussy.

The youngest sister’s pussy was really tight, and my cock encountered an obstacle when I pushed it in a little, so I pulled it out and pushed it in again, but I still couldn’t get it all the way in.

I didn’t dare to force my way in since I had agreed with my sister not to use violence.

Sis looked at me like I couldn’t get in or out and asked me what was wrong, I said I couldn’t get in, I think I hit my hymen.

Sister said that may be not enough lubrication, told to pull out the cock to help me to contain a little, more dip some saliva.

Sis took hold of my cock and took it into her mouth, getting it all covered in saliva.

Then he licked his little sister’s pussy and slobbered on her pussy as well.

The way she licked her little sister was blood-curdling, not just wetting the mouth of her pussy, but the whole pussy, from her mound, to her nipple, to her labia majora and minora, and even her tongue was inside her pussy.

It was a mouthful of lust to watch.

It looked as if Sis was more interested in my little sister’s flesh than I was, and from the very beginning of kissing and caressing my little sister, she looked like she was very horny.

See sister this way I think three people together, so I hands sister’s pajamas off, the original sister inside nothing to wear, looks like there is an attempt to do it.

Sis licked her little sister’s pussy, and her hands weren’t idle either, touching her tits and thighs straight on, in a mesmerized manner.

Since my little sister’s pussy was occupied by my sister to play, I can’t lose my cock, so I shifted my position, kneeling by my little sister’s mouth, holding up a hard a cock to my little sister’s mouth, my little sister’s pussy is small, even her mouth is small, stuffed for a long time before stuffing into the head of the glans, which made me anxious to die.

I thought to myself, “Just push it in hard, it’s not like it’s an untouched pussy, so it shouldn’t do anything”.

So with a jerk between his loins, he thrust his cock in hard and fast.

Watching my little sister’s mouth being stretched wide with half of my cock in it was just exhilarating.

I held my little sister’s head and pumped it up, fucking my little sister’s mouth in and out, it really felt like no less than a fuck hole, it was over the top.

Sis, who had been licking her pussy, was attracted by the fact that I was fucking my little sister’s mouth and stopped licking her pussy. I looked at my sister with great satisfaction while my cock kept fucking my sister’s pussy.

After fucking for a while, I wanted to try again to see if I could successfully penetrate my little sister’s hole.

I withdrew my cock in my little sister’s mouth and moved between her legs pulling them as far apart as I could and thrusting my hand held cock in against the hole, this time pushing harder against it.

After a few pushes back and forth, it started to make progress, the glans went in, and the cock was slowly inserted, although there was still some obstruction, but it was slowly pushed up, and finally it was all the way in.

It’s really tight, my little sister’s pussy is so good, it clenches my soul.

It felt much tighter than Mom’s and Sis’s holes, even better than sticking it up Sis’s ass.

I started thrusting after it was all the way in, oh my god, it felt so good when I was tightly wrapped in the flesh of my pussy, the intense pleasure of my cock rubbing against the flesh of my pussy coupled with the sight of my own cock thrusting in and out of my little sister’s hairless, clean, pink, tender pussy, a burst of pleasure attacked my brain, making my heart beat faster and I was almost out of breath.

I began to speed up my thrusts, each stroke was a full out and a hard full in.

My little sister’s body swayed in time with my impacts, and her two little tits swung back and forth like waves.

After a few minutes of rapid thrusting like this, the pleasure became more and more intense, and finally, as Sis watched, she shot a thick stream of sperm deep into her little sister’s flesh.

The whole thing felt like it was going to deflate after cumming, it was so good.

I lay on top of Sis holding her tightly and kissing her hard on her little mouth as Sis lay watching me.

My sister asked me how I felt and I replied that it was heavenly.

Sis says I’m having a blast, so what about her.

I froze for a moment, what about her? But then I realized that my sister was also itching and in need of a cock to fuck.

But I’ve just ejaculated. I need some time to get hard.

So I thought that since my sister was also interested in my little sister’s flesh, then why don’t I just encourage my sister to homo with my little sister, and I’d like to see how the two women play.

I told my sister to let you play with that little sister, and I’ll watch from the sidelines instead.

Sister’s face reddened a bit and said how both are female to finish.

I said, “I was just playing with my little sister’s flesh, that’s how I play, and I’m not hard yet anyway.

Sis hesitated for a moment and nodded.

I rolled off my little sister’s body to give her up to Sis, who came up on top of her and pressed against her, holding her head tightly and kissing her furiously, with her two tits pressed against her tits and her lower body pressed against her pussy and rotating and grinding.

Sis’s lips kissed all over her little sister’s face, ears, neck, and finally pushed her mouth open and stuck her tongue in for a wet kiss.

It looked like she was even more passionate and excited than when she was having sex with me, and even her moans were particularly obscene.

The sight made my mouth go dry again, and my cock shot up again.

Sis was grinding faster and faster, and I was on the sidelines, holding my cock and gunning for it.

My sister’s lewd cries were getting louder and louder, and I was really afraid I’d wake up Mom and Dad, but this was just too fine, and I didn’t care, so I continued to masturbate over my own cock.

Right in the middle of the lewd screams, Sis finally climaxed.

Sis was still hugging her little sister tightly, her body convulsing slightly, a slight gasp escaping her mouth as if she was enjoying the post-orgasmic pleasure.

But I couldn’t take it anymore, my cock was so hard it was bursting.

I pulled my sister off my little sister, pulled her legs apart and fucked her again with my hard cock.

It felt much smoother this time, with a single thrust.

I started thrusting and jerking, fucking my little sister with big ups and downs.

I thrust as fast as I could, and within a few minutes I was once again shooting deep into my little sister’s pussy.

Since the next day is a holiday and I had two wild ejaculations last night, I slept until almost noon.

After getting up and clearing my head a bit I thought about last night and felt uneasy in my mind.

My inexperienced little sister was fucked twice in a row by me, and she would definitely notice when she woke up in the morning.

I finished dunking and walked to the living room, which was empty.

According to the reasoning holiday noon everyone should be in the living room ready to eat ah, is it really something happened.

I started to feel nervous as I walked to my parents’ room, which was empty.

I walked to my sister’s room again and still no one was there.

The only thing left was my sister’s room, but I was a bit nervous. If my sister already knew that I had raped her last night, how could I face her? But I decided to go to my sister’s room to have a look, what’s meant to be will always be meant to be.

I walked up to the door of Sis’ room, which was closed.

I knocked on the door, and after a while it opened, and it was answered not by my sister, but by my eldest sister.

I was thinking it was strange that Mom and Dad were away and Big Sis was in Little Sis’ room, what was going on? I was about to ask a question when my big sister pointed in the direction of the living room and asked me to go to the living room.

When I got to the living room my older sister pulled me down and said that my younger sister was a little skeptical when she woke up in the morning and noticed pain in her lower body.

But Mom and Dad were out on something and she was calming her little sister.

I asked how it was soothed and if my little sister knew I fucked her.

My older sister gave a small smile telling me not to worry, she would take care of things.

I told my big sister I’d take the blame for what I’d done, and I wanted to make it clear to my little sister that there were no complaints about killing or scratching.

But Big Sis insisted that she take care of it, and that I would only complicate things.

My big sister wanted me to fix my own lunch for dinner, and she turned around and went back to my little sister’s room.

I didn’t feel like eating lunch either, and sat alone in the living room, a heart on edge, wondering all the time how my big sister had told my little sister.

I don’t know how long I sat there, but I just couldn’t sit there any longer.

So I walked softly to the door of my little sister’s room to listen and see if it was moving, but I couldn’t hear anything.

I simply opened the door of the room a little crack to look inside.

Not looking at it scared me.

It turns out that Sis and Sis are both naked on the bed and you’re touching me and I’m touching you.

I wondered what was going on and why the two of them were HOMOing.

As I continued to watch, the two of them were moving more and more, even kissing, but it looked as if Sis was taking the initiative and leading Sis to do it, while Sis seemed to be completely passive.

The scene was a replay of last night’s events, and the next thing I knew, Sis was on top of Sis and grinding away.

The originally passive sister also began to get a little excited, also began to take the initiative to kiss sis, hands also surrounded sis’s waist, and even stroked sis’s buttocks.

What a mirror grinding picture that made my cock, which had been sleeping all night, raise its head once again.

Eyes watching and hands not idle, I pulled down my shorts and underwear and pulled out my cock and sheathed it.

The two were grinding faster and faster, and their movements were becoming more intense.

A few minutes later Sis climaxed, and the man slumped limply on top of Sis, whose movements were suspended by Sis’ cessation.

And my cock was so hard it didn’t slow down a bit when they stopped moving, but instead lashed out harder.

Just standing in the doorway for a quick shot, I didn’t realize it was too good for my feet, and I accidentally fell down.

This is embarrassing, if you fall backward, even so, but it is forward, knocking the whole door open, and he also fell into the room.

Sister and sister, who had been cozying up on the bed, were shocked by this sudden sight and lost their colors.

I dropped to the floor with my bare ass and a hard cock standing right in front of their eyes, so embarrassed that I froze and didn’t know I had to hurry to cover it up.

Sis was startled at first, but calmed down instead when she saw it was me.

The most pathetic one is the little sister, naked and making love to her own sister, and then being broken into by her own brother, who breaks in with a bare ass and a cock.

The little sister shyly fierce into the sister’s arms, sister is a look of old God, but also with a gloating smile, see the fire is very hot.

Not knowing what to do, my little sister nestled in her sister’s arms and didn’t dare to move.

Instead, I saw Sis patting Sis on the shoulder and saying that her own brother was okay, and that she wasn’t an outsider.

There’s nothing to lose by looking anyway, so why don’t we all take sides?

Sis didn’t know if she heard me or not, and still didn’t move a muscle.

Sis pulled the blanket over Sis, then beckoned me to sit on the bed.

I hurriedly got up and sat on the bed with my pants on.

Sis pushed Sis, who was nestled in her arms, out of the way allowing Sis to sit up, but still with the blanket draped over her.

Although Sis sat up, her head came to be down, not daring to look up at me.

Then Sis spoke up.

Sis asked me how long I said I had been peeking out the door, I said about ten minutes, and Sis said that I had pretty much seen it from the beginning then, and I didn’t know if I had seen it from the beginning or not, but just gave a casual hmmm.

The sister listening suddenly looked up at me, and then lowered her head, her face becoming redder.

Sis asked me again what I was doing with my bare ass if I couldn’t take it anymore and was masturbating.

It’s like asking a question, but I also realize that Sis has an agenda.

I answered yes.

Then my sister asked me what I thought of it, and I deliberately asked if you were having sex, to which she replied yes.

Only to see Sis shudder again, her head bowed even lower.

Then I purposely said I saw my sister and sis naked and it was beautiful and sexy.

At this time, the sister looked as if she was so ashamed that she couldn’t stand it, but the sister got a wicked smile on her face.

Sis said again that they’ve all been seen by me, so shouldn’t I let them have a good look too, shouldn’t I little sister.

My little sister was too shy to move, but my sister asked me to take off all my clothes while it was still hot, and to be as naked as they were.

I thought great, taking the first step.

I immediately stripped my body down to nothing, my crotch cock a little soft, but still in good spirits.

After taking it off Sis shook Sis’s shoulder and told Sis to look back so she wouldn’t be looking in vain.

My sister was afraid to look at first, but encouraged by my sister’s encouragement, she raised the corner of her eye to look at it, and then immediately looked down.

At this point Sis moved to sit beside me, as naked as I was.

Sis purposely held my cock in her hand and told Sis that it was so big and hard that she wanted her to come along to see it.

Sis was still cowering under the blanket, but dared to look up.

The girl’s eyes seemed petulant and surprised.

The way you want to look but are too embarrassed to look.

Then Sis started lassoing my cock to help me shoot up, and asked if that was how she masturbated.

I nodded and added that Sis made me feel good.

Sis asked Sis to come along and touch it again, but Sis was too scared to move.

So Sis said that if Sis doesn’t come over then we can go over there. Sis shook her head violently when she heard that, but I was happy to go over there.

I reconciled and moved to get next to my sister, and I made a point of turning my cock toward her.

Sis was still holding my cock and sheathing it, while her other hand was pulling Sis’s hand over and asking her to come and hold it, Sis was a little hesitant but was being tugged by Sis.

Sis handed my cock from her hand to Sis, who held my thick, hot cock with red cheeks, and both eyes gazed at it as if she were looking at something that made her both love and fear it.

Sis asked her sister what she said it felt like and she said it was huge and hot.

Then Sis asked Sis to set my cock with the same action as she just did, which Sis when Sis wasn’t so shy anymore, and followed Sis’s example just now and set it up.

It’s so comfortable, I think, even though it’s not as good as my sister’s, it’s just so comfortable.

After the sister set for a bit, my sister asked me if I wanted to see my little sister naked again, and of course I answered yes.

Sis didn’t ask Sis to reach right back up and pull the blanket off of her again.

Sis struggled a little and went with the flow.

Seeing Sis naked, and Sis was sheathing my cock, it was unbearable, I wanted to press up and fuck hard.

Sis lassoed for a while longer, I couldn’t take it anymore, and reached out to caress Sis’s thighs, Sis shrunk a little more, then let me caress it.

I thought that my sister’s defense should have been lifted by this time, so I boldly stroked and lightly squeezed my sister’s thighs.

Sis doesn’t have much of an expression, but I think Sis is feeling it.

I stroked up my thighs, skimming over my pussy from my belly all the way to my tits.

I was rubbing and kneading my little sister’s tits, and from her slightly locked brow I thought she was getting off on it.

Sister did not idle, sitting next to the sister’s side of the sister’s waist with the sister to have a deep kiss, up and down the attack so that the sister panting.

Seeing that the time was right, Sis helped her little sister lie down and signaled me to lick her pussy.

I immediately pulled my little sister’s legs apart and lowered my head and started licking.

The licked little sister seemed to be very comfortable, her body twitching from time to time.

Sis was still kissing her little sister passionately.

I licked the entire pussy, especially the nipple with a lot of vexing attention.

The mouth of my little sister’s hole slowly flowed out of the lewd water, I tasted the flavor is not bad, not as fishy as my sister, but also relatively unsalted, quite delicious.

After licking for more than ten minutes I thought it was about time, so I got up and knelt between my sister’s legs, holding my cock in my hand and thrusting it against my pussy.

I didn’t dare to push too hard for fear that my sister would be afraid and that would be a lost cause.

I slowly pushed in, and Sis sensed that my cock was starting to enter her, and her whole body tightened up a bit.

I slowly thrust in and out, bit by bit, pausing to push in as long as my sister’s muscles were tight.

After a few minutes of topping off like that, it finally went all the way in.

Sis saw that I had penetrated all the way in, and softly asked Sis how it felt, and Sis said that it hurt a little bit, a little tent, and was sore and itchy.

I said move, okay, and Sis nodded.

So I began to gently thrust, and slowly the look of pain on Sis’s face disappeared and was replaced by a look of comfort.

So I slowly picked up the pace and started thrusting all the way in and out as well.

My little sister began to let out soft, lustful cries, which increased in volume as I picked up speed.

In order to let my sister have an orgasmic feeling, I hard to suppress the urge to ejaculate, non-stop dry more than half an hour, in my sister’s first ever orgasm at the same time, I also ejaculate the long held penis.

My legs were numb after ejaculation, but the pleasure of ejaculation was unprecedented.

The post-orgasmic Sis, on the other hand, lay flat and didn’t move a muscle, with moans coming out of her mouth and her body twitching from time to time.

I lovingly hugged Sis and gave her a deep kiss, to which Sis responded by sticking out her tongue.

Yet Sis whispered something in my ear that almost made me go limp, she dared me to take a quick break and she did.

Since then all three women in the family have had sex with me, three completely different women with completely different feelings.

Mom’s half-aged, but she’s still got it.

Sister is open-minded and justifiably mature and caressing.

The sister is young, beautiful and full of vigor.

Flavors can be changed as you wish, but there’s still the drawback that Mom doesn’t know about it yet and can’t play a four-player game.