Happy Day”, I looked at it and wondered how many it was for the day, but the sender’s number was familiar to
Couldn’t be more familiar. Mother’s phone number?
I froze for a moment. My mother texted me voluntarily?
It was a joyous rush, a trembling finger pressed the callback button and beep beep beep.
”Hello?” A soft female voice.
I said hurriedly, “Mom…it’s me.”
There was a surprising silence on the other end of the line for a few seconds before he called back, “What’s wrong?” The tone was inaudible.
”Didn’t you text me? Happy birthday?”
I pictured my mother’s face in my mind as she said something chilling.
”Wow…that was set to send automatically before, I didn’t use it anymore on my old phone.”
”So…”
Shit, I was wrong, I was so close to mother and son, but now I can’t even make small talk like a friend.
There’s no way to grieve.
”I’m sorry then, I’ll hang up now.”
What I had in mind turned out to be nothing more than my own self-interest, and my mother seemed to hang up right away, it seems.
I was so stupid that even I wanted to smack myself, and continued to read the comic late into the night, before going to bed and
As I said I’m prone to dreaming, especially about cheating on my mother, it’s almost like my heart wants what it wants.
In the dream, I was behind a screen with my mother, who was on her back letting me tickle his fleshy ass, and she was wearing a set of
Elegant dresses, beige one-piece dresses, will show the mother’s willow waist curve, the chest of the chest and the buttocks of the shear
The design of the tailor made the breasts and buttocks even more complete and taut, I could see that my penis was half hard, and my father was behind the screen.
, lying on the bed, giving a Thai massage.
And in my dream, don’t ask why I was behind the screen with my mother, looking through the little holes in the screen to
of to my father’s every move, while my father was oblivious to the fact that my mother looked a little strange, and I stood in my mother’s
Behind the front was the screen, and the screen was my father, and all the time I had been playing with my mother’s fleshy buttocks from behind, and that time
My left hand went around my mother’s left waist and slid down her back, stopping at her back as I followed her down.
The left half of his mother’s buttocks, the thin texture of her hand, even the mother’s panties were clearly felt, and then the five fingers spread out.
open, squeezing his mother’s fleshy ass hard.
Mother’s hairstyle was a short haircut, with thin black framed eyes, and a remarkable intellectual beauty, like a mall
woman, with my mother’s proud face, and some added shrewdness, I rubbed my left hand around my mother’s left fleshy buttock, the
Perfectly elastic, slightly fat and moist, the best thing about middle-aged women is their asses, pinched just right in the hand, the mother’s
The expression on her face, with a slight blush on her cheeks, looked shy and charming.
I reached out with the thumb of my left hand and slid it all the way down against the keel (vertebrae) of my mother’s beautiful back, down her groin
As she slid to her pussy, my mother’s right hand gripped my arm and turned her fleshy ass around to try to dodge my left hand as I shunned her down.
The situation was directly around my chest, so my mother would have been facing me, flashing my thumbs slutting her privates and turning halfway to the right
circle, and my left hand, in obedience, with my arm, encircled the small of my mother’s back, and, in obedience, cradled into my arms, so that her fleshy buttocks, the
Tightly on my cock.
At that moment I ran my right hand up my mother’s thigh, the smooth feel of the flesh-colored stockings she wore, the
The five fingers of her right hand went upward, lifting her mother’s long skirt to the waist, exposing her white lace panties, and incidentally, the mother
The flesh-colored stockings I wore were only up to my thighs, so my snow-white buttocks were undoubtedly visible in front of me.
Slightly sunk into the groin, I a smooth middle finger and ring finger, from below against my mother’s private parts, even through the inner
pants, still feeling the shape of those outer labia, began the grinding and scratching.
With her back to me, my mother turned her head to look at me as she ran her fingers along the slit next to her panties, deepening her flesh, dreaming
The mother in the room said nothing, but didn’t stop me from doing so, middle and ring fingers in my mother’s vagina, feeling the
By the contraction and clamping of the walls of flesh, the secretion of lewd water made my fingers more slippery, bending my fingers in the mother’s pussy
Scraping in her channel, her mother’s breathing increased and she felt her mother shivering slightly.
There occurred that faint, seemingly muffled sound, as if in patience, as the dreaming mother swung her body, her legs bent
Under the accelerated pumping of my right hand, several times my mother’s swaying was so great that I could hardly hold her with my left hand.
I was so happy to see you, then my mother held my left hand tightly with both hands, biting her lower lip and saying with tears in the corners of her eyes, “Dad’s in the
Next to how dare you…do this to me…”, I forget what I said in my dream, always clear liquid flowing all over the
The palm of my right hand, still low on my mother’s heels.
In those days, I took advantage of my mother’s weak and feeble legs to turn her around and press her against the screen, and she pushed both of her hands against my
chest, and said not to come any nearer, for the screen would fall down, and I lifted my mother’s left foot, and she carried the screen on her back, and my left
The hands slowed as they wrapped around the armpit of her mother’s right hand and her lips sucked on her mother’s dense lips.
I took advantage of my mother’s brief moment of relaxation to quickly grip my cock in my left hand, the glans pressing against the opening of her labia.
Mother said “Wait…”, then her left hand went around to her left buttock, squeezed her ass, and pushed it hard into the
My body pushed, at this time my waist is also obediently a straightening, the whole penis end into the mother’s vagina half, mother two hands vigorously
Ground pushed against my chest.
I said, “Mom…you’re pushing, watch out for the screen falling…”
The mother’s expression shifted from anger to shame, fearful of being discovered by others, which led her to say indignantly, “After having under
Once, don’t even think about touching me.”
I licked the cleavage of my mother’s breasts, smelled the natural body odor of her body, and gave a hard push, which made the whole
The root pushed in, and in the dream the mother and son were speechless, making love behind their father’s back, this kind of incestuous plot, is it in the dream only
Will it materialize? My dreaming mother bobbed to my rhythm, her raised left calf, bobbing up and down, her mother’s
The forehead soaked the bangs.
In the process, my mother playfully said, “Why don’t you hurry up?”
I was only getting stronger and stronger at this, watching the look on my mother’s face as I shot inside her, the look of excitement in the
With a little shame, the pleasure of cumming calming me down, and my mother nibbling on my earlobe to let me know she was a little pissed off, the
Where did such a beautiful mother come from?
It’s a shame it’s just a dream, as I’ve always said, I’m one of those people who just has an overactive imagination, hence this
I woke up the next morning and found an unread text message, which still read Happy Birthday, but
It was different this time, the number I hadn’t seen, so I called back as I always do, and the phone rang surprisingly with.
Mother.
I won’t write about the conversation, because there were only a few words, but in short, my mother used her new cell phone to send a text message to
Me, but what does that mean? I’m sure you’ve all seen it already, and even someone as stupid as me realized that Mother
It turned out that still cared for me, it was just that this care, not to say it out loud, in other words, it seems that the mother’s gas through the
After this year, it has also faded a lot, no wonder people say that time is the best medicine for trauma.
With that, I started calling my mother every day, and the best way to salvage the mother-son bond that had been there before was to
acquainted, and at first was not very good at picking up, but talked more, and realized that the mother had let down for the
I have let go of the things I used to pass, and these days, my mind has finally been calmed, the day
Going back home to have dinner with my mother simply makes me happy.
I hadn’t seen my mother for a long time, and she was still dressed like a middle-aged woman, just like she used to be.
The only difference is that my mother is still as beautiful as ever, probably because she gave birth to me a Kansai earlier, so she has not yet
aged very quickly, and to my real surprise, my mother had begun to wear well-fitting pants, which made her fleshy buttocks
The curves are perfect.
When my mother noticed something wrong with me, she looked at me with piquant eyes and said, “As soon as you come home, you stare at my ass
See?”
I quickly said, “I thought Mom didn’t wear kind of pants?”
Mother said coldly, “What do you care what I like to wear?”
Proud? Mom knew I loved her ass. Wearing that is just a crime scene!
Aaaaand I added, “It’s pretty.”
Mother said, “There in sports again of course look good.”
Is it possible that the mother is in? I really don’t dare to think about it, when the time comes I’m afraid of losing my mother again, I’m really afraid of this
I decided to sleep at home at night, and after my mother took a shower, she wiggled around the living room in her panties and short sleeves, her chest
The excitement of the representation of not wearing a bra, my mother froze when she saw me and hurried back to her room to get dressed before she came out, “Both
Forgot you were home…it’s been so long.” Mother blushed.
I giggled a little, “Mom’s body is still as good as ever ah.”
Mother to did not say anything, change my shower, I actually fantasize about my mother’s body just now, real life
The shock in the middle, far greater than the fantasized model in the dream, the excitement of the penis are erect, and then remembered that the mother in the past
The image of a slutty hand relieving my desire, I surprisingly gave up jerking off, swallowed hard in my throat, and forced myself sexually to finish my shower, pretending to
The walked out like it was nothing.
At night I ponder outside my mother’s room, what is she like for me now, really? Many times I only
I can guess my mother’s thoughts, but this is nothing to be gained, and if it’s the same as before, then it should be sad again.
drama, so I could only inquire in a tentative tone, though reason was greater than sexual desire, wanting to get mother
The idea of kissing, yet again, is driving me crazy, after all, who can’t get hard when a beautiful mother is present?
The next day my mother sent me out, and as the short holiday was soon over, I was at the door with my shoes on
At the hour of midnight, the mother, with a sleepy look on her face, came out, without much expression, in her violet nightgown, the
Granting a jacket to his chest, he said faintly, “Leaving?”
I tied my shoes and said, “Uh-huh.”
My mother stood beside me, and when I had put on my shoes I stood up too, and she looked at me with a cold expression, but with a
I have a feeling that my mother cares about me a lot. To be honest, I don’t think my mother cares about me only with her motherly love.
I have no idea if this is what is called…perhaps this affection, even the mother’s, is a special feeling.
Kissing herself is not even known.
Mother didn’t say anything, which I suppose was just as well, since mothers have always been passive, and I wanted to break the silence of the
The atmosphere, the mouth said, “Mom, KissBye?”, I thought my mother would be acidic, “Dream on.”
or something like that, and then smiled and asked me to get going.
But this time the mother calmly said, “Are you serious?”
”A…” my questioning expression was written all over my face.
Mother just said, “Come over if you want, I’m still trying to sleep…”
I froze for a moment, and it wasn’t until my mother turned her head and walked off into the living room that I said sharply, “I want, I want…”
Only then did my mother turn around and say, “Next time, please be early.” It was still the same cold, frosty face.
There’s no denying it. Driving down the road that day, I had a hell of a time. It was like the beginning all over again.
Only this time it’s different, and I know I’ve gone too far in the past to ask my mother to obey me, but now this
For once, give your mother time to get used to it, so that she can realize for herself, what true mother-child incest is, and give her some time to
Between that, pushing would only result in a repeat of that fiasco, never wanting to think of my mother that way at the airport again.
She would go home on regular holidays to be with her mother, although she never said anything about the last KissBye.
But I knew that my mother was too embarrassed to mention it, and she realized that I often had a hard-on, but also
I didn’t say anything, but I was a little embarrassed, and this was the time when I was on the offense and defense with my mother, so I said
I’ve come back this time, and it’s a very important turning point.
It’s Saturday night at the moment, and I’ll have to go back the day after tomorrow, but there’s always a feeling if melancholy, I can’t tell you.
On why, Ben’s sexual desire for his mother, was strong, but now I don’t know what it was holding on to, I just
To hold my penis and fantasize about my mother having sex with me, I’m sure I must have ejaculated all over the place, because since I started having sex with my mother
After the pro-call, I never masturbated again.
Expecting something perhaps? Expecting my mother to reluctantly hold my cock, up and down, as she had done in the past
lassoing, letting me play with my mother’s fleshy buttocks, forbidding me to slut-pick her private parts, sight-raping the white breasts of my mother’s
When my right hand was rapidly casing it, winks were downcast, puckering and warming my cock, the more I was afraid that my father would find out and wanted me to cum quickly
The thought was more drastic, so the strength, the skill, the teasing on the hand, was more sophisticated, and more hopeful that the mother would take over for the
I’ll take it in, I’ll never forget how it felt that time in the car when my mother blew and licked my rod for me.
And imagination is imagination, expecting my mother to masturbate for me once more, but that’s in the past, two years.
to come, it took me two full years to level my feelings, but as mother and son drew closer, I’m pretty sure I was interested in the
Mother’s feelings, but does Mother know? I gulped and waited, could only wait in silence, never on the
Like before, because that would only hurt the mother, even more.
But the unexpected happened soon after, when my father came home in the evening, and through my mother’s cell phone conversation with my father.
I learned that my father had a problem with his accounts in Kaohsiung, so I hurriedly took a flight back to Taiwan today and decided to stay at home first.
I’ll spend the night and take the high-speed train to Kaohsiung tomorrow. I thought to myself, “I want to be alone with my mother so much, I don’t know if my mother is
Yes thought so too.
The father came back, as before, only older, and a few pleasantries were exchanged between husband and wife, the mother faintly
faint smile, I had not seen my mother smile for a long time, and my father felt nothing, while in the evening, I found
Now my mother did not even share a room with my father, but instead went to sleep in my little sister’s room. I stood at the door of my little sister’s room and thought to myself.
Say something, but can’t.
With more internal struggle than sense, I tiptoed into my little sister’s room, and quietly leaned the door closed
I don’t know where I got the courage to sit on the edge of the bed and look at my mother’s back as she lay on her side.
That is, lying beside your mother, quietly smelling her hair, when she said, “Go back to sleep where you should go back to the
Go…”
I leaned my body close to my mother’s back, my rod pressed against her fleshy ass, but as soon as it was
, and my mother moved her ass forward without touching me, “Don’t you think that’s enough?”
My mother said briefly, and for many years I knew that my mother spoke succinctly and forcefully, and that was why she seemed cold and indifferent to
Because she spoke almost exclusively to the point, my mother had offended a lot of people in high school, and had been threatened by her older sister.
I told her to grow up, but the schoolgirl wasn’t the point. The point was that I reached out with my right hand and wrapped it around my mother’s head.
of her waist, my mother sat up violently, glaring at me, and without saying anything, rose away from the bed, and I clasped both my hands in the
Hugging my mother’s abdomen and nuzzling into me.
The mother grunted and said, “Don’t think of me as a mother anymore?”
Mother and son struggled against each other on the bed as if they were wrestling, and the more my mother tried to escape, the less I wanted to keep her away from the
open, until she was tired, and I had almost my whole body on top of my mother, just short of her not having her feet open, no
It must have looked like the actions of a rapist before he raped a woman in his mother’s house, and my mother and I were both panting as I looked at her.
Cloaked, the straps on her nightgown fell off, exposing her shoulders, and the light from the window allowed me to see my mother’s face
Yung, cold with anger, yes, I am shameless.
Mother snapped, “What do you want?” Her face was turned aside, and she would not even look at me, for the lights outside were dimmed.
off, and became dim and indistinct, and as to the origin of the lamp I will explain later, I rose and sat down, while my mother
Turning his back to me again, he lay next to me in a curved position.
I leaned against my mother’s back and pulled a cool quilt over me and my mother as I said next to her, “Mom.
How many years have gone by, and you don’t know how I feel about you.” “I really didn’t know any better before, but now, I’m
I hope mom you’ll be my woman” “You can run away from me, but I’m asking you why father came back and had to share his room
Sleep?” “Is it that you don’t feel anything for Dad anymore, if so, let me give you something to lean on, as a man, not a
As a son.”
My mother didn’t say anything, but I could hear that she was crying, the sobbing kind of crying, and I hugged her, lovingly
Stroke your mother’s hair, neck, face, shoulders, back, buttock cleavage, thighs, calves, ankles, toes, and most of all
Afterward my fingers stopped at the corner of my mother’s eyes and helped her wipe away her tears, and as dogged as that was, at the time, my
I did.
The next thing I said faintly in my mother’s ear was, “Mom…you are my mother and my dearest
The Woman of Love.”
The next morning I drove my father to the high speed train station to take the high speed train, my father asked me why my mother slept so late, I was stupid.
Smiling, I said that it was good to get a little more sleep in my old age, and I guessed that my mother had probably cried all night, so that in the morning
The eyes are very swollen, so do not dare to come out at all, after sending my father, I rushed straight home, the company called to say that I why
Didn’t show up for work, I pushed my dad to make up a lie and took a leave of absence.
As for the lights, that’s because the building next door goes to bed later than we do, so the lights come in, and when I arrive home
When my mother changed into a shirt and jeans and made coffee, she looked at me with surprise, and I didn’t know what to say with the
The mother is very calm in the face of the mother, the mother is very calm in the coffee, milk froth to get a latte for me to drink, the mother weary
The white face had a more crumbling, morbid beauty.
Mother put her hair up and said softly, “I know it’s wrong between us; I’ll always be your
of my mother.” “Trying to protect me from this feeling, I’ve known it, from a long time.”
Although my face showed the word disappointment, my mother made no move, and I got up and pretended to look at the glass.
The glazed cabinet of bones, that was the china my father had bought. That’s when I realized that my mother was actually holding me from behind, which was the first
The second time my mother did this to me, but also the last.
My mother whispered behind my ear, “Forever a mother can be, another woman, is going to take a very ~long~ very ~
A long ~very~ long ~time~.”
In fact, I couldn’t quite understand the words that followed at first, and by the time I figured it out, my mother had long since returned to her usual
look, the only difference was that the corners of the mouth were tinged with a little smile, albeit a little, but I still noticed that the
Up. So? Mother is not repulsive? So? Outwardly a mother, privately my woman? So it is.
Is this mother-son incest? Too much too much a question in my mind.
I hurriedly old my mother and said, “Mom, can I really?”
Mother said coldly, “What can it be?”
”That is, help me with that?”
The mother snapped angrily, “Which one which one? It’s not cold to you and you’re in a hurry?”
”A…no.”
I was like a child who had done something wrong, and it was true that men are animals of the lower body.
My mother turned to go into her room and I followed.
Mother said, “Time to change your pants, and this you can’t wait for?”
”A.” After that I rushed off, my long-lost mother indulging my desires for me, waiting for this day for a whole year
half, perhaps the mother’s thoughts, feelings, and reason for her father, finally broke off, and she changed into a tight white
Pants, these super tight stretchy pants, were simply seductive appealing to me, and my mother’s height of 170
The tall lower body, a little meaty middle-aged woman’s meat buttocks, but it’s aroused, and with the Meishiri mother on the porno
Compared to that, this is the dream meat ass bitch.
Mother said faintly, “How long have you been putting up with this?”
I said nothing as I put my arms around my mother, who was sprawled out on the living room couch, and asked me to go ahead and lock the door which
Doggy style on the poor hair, slightly arched hips, peachy fleshy buttocks in front of me, I put my pants right on the
To take off, the mother looked, even a little blush, said, first do not take off, rubbing through, this is too fast, mom will be
Fear ……
I wanted my mother to sit on top of me, with her back to me and her buttocks facing down, her cock grinding through her panties.
Rubbing my mother’s groin, I returned both tiger’s mouths to my mother’s lower breasts, rocking them from side to side so that my mother’s nipples rubbed against her breasts
hood, my waist kept going up and down a few times on my mother’s fleshy ass.
Mother smothered the pit and said, “It’s a favor for fear that you’ll put up with it…”
Knowing that my mother was always a tough talker, I slipped both hands under her shirt and rubbed my breasts through her bra, the
Puffing hot breath in her mother’s ear, she says, “Mom…honestly, have you ever thought about me?” Mother didn’t say anything for a
The voice didn’t utter a word.
Although indulging with my mother’s body has been experienced before, but before that was my one-sided indulgence, but this
times, I could sense that my mother was enjoying herself in it, but I couldn’t ask on purpose; after all, it was hard for her to
I have to let touch her, especially the breasts, although I can only look at my mother’s back, but by the feel of her hands alone, my mother’s
There was still softness in the breasts, which made me even more exceptionally aroused.
”Mom…you can wiggle your hips so I cum faster.”
Mother grunted and said, “People get old…they can’t move.”
The speech was this one, but still the mother reluctantly began to swing back and forth, “Yeah… mom, that’s it, the
You can go left and right, and then finally just…around the circle.” At this moment my rod and also my glans were simply too good to be true, my own mother
Kiss, surprisingly, she used her meaty ass to indulge her son’s desire, the sensitivity of her glans increasing, her mother swinging her body shyly.
I secretly pulled my mother’s pants down a little, exposing a bit of her fleshy ass, and the faster she squirmed, the more I
It got harder and harder, and finally my whole body got up, with my mother holding both hands on the living room table, her fleshy buttocks arched high, and me exposing my prick in the
Mother’s groin rubbing, the glans rubbing along mother’s private parts, and down and up, mother’s legs slightly bent, the inner eight
The position made the fleshy ass look even more tantalizing, and I held my mother’s fat ass with both hands and vigorously bumped and rubbed it.
My mother grunted with each thrust, and watched her fleshy buttocks, which I had lived to rush, slam with the vigorous
The more pronounced vibration of the meaty buttocks under the blows is known as meaty butt shaking, fleshy and visually and pennally abrasive
The rubbing pleasure, more than ever, and more importantly, the transformation of my mother, made me so good I couldn’t stop myself, and I ended up plastering the
With my mother’s private parts, I heavily squeezed my rod against my groin, rubbing it against the heavy up and down pressure, my scrotum rubbing against it with every
of rubbing upward, it squeezes into her mother’s private parts, the entirety of her mother’s panties sinking into her groin.
Then a thick stream of semen was released, shooting the whole of my mother’s buttocks and her beautiful back, all of them were spread out.
Some more shot into the hair, and the mother, holding her arse in position, which made her stand up straight, said indignantly, “It’s to be
How long is it going to take to wear me out?”
I hugged my mother and said, “Get it on the bed next time?”
My mother’s left hand was pulled by me, I meant to ask my mother, in to help me rub my penis a little, my mother squatted down
Down, left hand holding my penis, to help me squeeze out the remaining sperm from the glans, but did not expect, I was still kinda
A little. A load of fishy liquid shot across his mother’s cheeks, and semen ran down her face to the corners of her mouth.
The mother was so angry that she said, “It’s all this…this…your smell…” before running off to take a shower.
I asked my mother at the door, “Mom, you’re kind of my mother after what just happened, or are you?”
At the sound of the faucet turning on and the clattering of water, my mother said faintly, “It’s mother, a drowned
Love your woman.” I said, “Then in the future, whenever I want, you can help me…”
audible voice in the shower, “I’m scared, so, for the time being, let me be your mother as far as the
At that?”
I asked, “Which one?”
”And you ask, it’s the fact that you just rubbed my ass, depending on my mood…”
I pressed on, “Mom…I can actually do it for you, or even with you if you want…”
The sound of the faucet stopped, and it seemed as if my mother was soaking in the bath, “Getting ahead of myself ah…don’t tell me you can, I’m even my own
Can’t even get past this ……”
I didn’t continue to ask, but for now, I was satisfied that at least my mother had moved on from the row of
Reprimanded, to Wei-wan accepted, I think mother-son adultery, is the need for timing, location, and people, with father that night
I’m not sure if it’s the same thing that happened to my mother when she came back, when she slept in my little sister’s room that night, or when I dared to show my love to my mother, but maybe it’s all in the dark.
I guess there are variables.
”Why don’t you speak?” Mother asked.
”I was wondering if I could take a shower with my mother.” I said with a smile.
The mother said “I’ve let you take advantage of me, what more do you want?” The tone was slightly amused.
I did not disturb my mother in her bath, and in the evening I went out with her and took her to dinner, when she was dressed up
Stylish yet coldly beautiful, I think that’s my mother, a woman who is cold on the outside but heavier than anyone else.
Seeing other people’s women.
Mother may not be as graceful as she was a few years ago, but the ripe posture, the shapely motherhood, the breasts
and fleshy buttocks were beginning to sag, not in that slim body shape, but fortunately, Mother was about 170 tall, so that
of making my mother look and still feel tall and thin, but my mother’s body, which had been gradually getting worse and worse
, and from time to time, I get dizzy when I don’t move.
And my mother’s skin, pale under the sickly look, I held my mother in my arms during the holidays, and she was dizzy with
and feeling uncomfortable, nestled against my breast like a little woman, and in that moment I looked at my mother’s
face, the mother’s eyes were closed, the corners of her eyes were beginning to wrinkle a little, her long lashes, her honeyed lips of a whitish color, and her face appeared to be
Kind of bloodless.
I ran my left hand through my mother’s hair, which I used to remember as always having big wavy curls, and now that I no longer have a perm, the ink
As the black night hair, also began to gradually appear gray hair, although only a few, but in my heart, the production of
born of an ineffable emotion, and the mother, in her thin brown frock, with her breasts under her bra, set the dress
Give it a high lift.
I ran my left hand along my mother’s hair and extended my index finger mother’s left ear, slowly circling it, with the tip of my index finger, the
Caressing the lobe of my mother’s left ear very, very gently, the other four fingers slid gently over her neck, and I felt my mother
The pro’s body shifted slightly, asleep? I asked myself as I puffed a breath of warm air on my mother’s forehead
on it, and my left hand ran along my mother’s neck, caressing to her beautiful back, as I lay on the bed with my mother, who lay on her side in the
I was on top of me, my upper body almost pressed against my chest.
My mother was leaning on my left shoulder, and there was only a small night light in the room, a yellowish light, the halo scattered
cloth in the air, casting my shadow and my mother’s on the bed, the walls, the floor-to-ceiling windows with pink and green curtains, the
On the top was a double layer of gauze overlapped with an embroidered carp picture, the ink drawing kind, the carp in the light, I
After squinting my eyes for a while, I felt that the fish that were counted, were not swimming.
I reached out with my right thumb and massaged my temples in a counterclockwise fashion as I lay beside the
woman, even my mother, when did it come to this, this result is not just what I wanted, has been
Since then, I thought the belief that sustained me was the possessive desire for my mother’s body, the desire to be in bed with her.
on me, pumping her lower body hotly. My mother was on top of me, wriggling her meaty ass to please me, the kind of back
The thrill of fatherly cheating?
It is only now that I realize that my love for my mother has long gone beyond the physical to the spiritual.
The need to protect the mother, and I don’t know if you’ve ever had that experience, it’s a desire to protect the mother, and I want to
Cherishing my mother could be a family factor, and there is also the possibility, that it’s my own psychopathy.
Women are very sensual creatures, needing care and tenderness, and I ran my left hand over my mother’s beautiful back, my hand
fingers through my mother’s thin long coat, touched the keel, and slowly traced it over, above my mother’s waist, my five fingers spreading
Open, close to my mother’s waistline, my middle finger from my mother’s groin, slowly caressing down, my middle finger tucked into my mother’s
Pro in his sweat pants.
Mother’s wore long athletic pants with an elastic waistband, on the fitted side, so that her fleshy buttocks were stretched throughout the pants, the
Slowly, my middle finger was stuffed into the front of my mother’s pants, and a little further down, even her panties were stuffed with my middle finger.
Inside, the other four fingers also slowly went into my mother’s pants, the fingertips of my left hand, tightly pressed against my mother’s fleshy buttocks
on, while above my left arm were my mother’s panties, and at the top were gym shorts, and under the pull of the elastic band, I
It felt like my mother’s fleshy ass, it was so smooth.
The middle finger was clenched tightly in the mother’s groin, the tip of the finger clearly pushing against her anus, and the mother’s ass
I can’t believe there’s no hair? Did you shave it off? I felt my heart beating so fast that my mother must have heard it, so loud that even the
I could hear myself, I was going down, the tip of my middle finger finally touching, the most private part of my mother’s body, already
It’s where I was born.
I moved very gently, only my middle finger moving, my mother’s pussy was hairy underneath, and although I couldn’t see it, my finger
Feeling it, I pressed the fingers of my left hand against my mother’s labia, bent my middle finger, and gently scraped her pussy, the
I used to pick at it before, but mostly through my pants, and the first time I got so close, I just imagined that the pussy
The penis, however, was indisputably erect.
Fingers in my mother’s labia, squeezing up and down, my left hand in a little downward, so that the whole of the middle finger, the
curved up perfectly close to my mother’s labia, and through my fingertips I felt that I touched the clitoris, and the whole termination of the
of my finger, pressed against a slit, I bent the whole of my middle finger, and little by little the tip of my finger entered, and on the two labia
down, easing in at the mouth of the hole, going in ever so slightly.
A little more, my middle finger was halfway into my mother’s vagina, and I felt my middle finger being clenched by the warm walls of flesh.
Fully encased, I gasped twice, feeling so stimulated for the first time, my forehead was actually sweating slightly, and my mother was still
It’s the same as the beginning, no change lying beside me, my middle finger in a little bit, stuffing the pussy in
, there is a sense of fulfillment even though there is only one finger.
Mother hadn’t done it with any other man, and perhaps mother, over the years, had even masturbated herself or used a press to
The number of times I’ve been able to move the rod is pitifully small, and with that thought, my entire left hand was going down, my middle finger going the whole way into my mother’s
of her cunt, her mother’s snorting stopped, her mouth opened and she breathed a little sharply, but she did not open the
Eyes.
My middle finger stayed in my mother’s body for a minute before I slowly pulled it out.
The finger was all wet and slippery, and when it was withdrawn, it continued, rubbing the tip of the finger against the mother’s slit, whose brow
crumpled up, the palms of both hands, at some point, had been clenched into fists, and as my fingers moved more and more in the
mother’s flesh as she moves in and out of her pussy.
My mother’s waist, with each scrape of my middle finger into the wall of flesh, involuntarily trembled, and her hips were like pumping
tendons like that, shaking a little, which is the eve of a woman’s enjoyment of orgasm, I felt my left hand, my middle finger in my mother’s body
in and out, the other four fingers squeezing and kneading my mother’s lower fleshy buttocks, my mother’s began to have muffled whimpers, and I saw my mother’s little
Bend your leg and tighten the instep.
This went on for a good fifteen minutes, and my mother’s panties were full of lewd water when I tried to
To peel my mother’s pants and panties away in their entirety, exposing her snow-white fleshy buttocks and private parts, so that my left hand could be used to
greater motion, pumping in and out of my mother’s cunt, but after I pulled my left hand out, I tried to pull my mother’s pants
Open, pulling until half of my fleshy buttocks were exposed, my mother opened her eyes to God and stopped me with her outstretched left hand.
I saw in my mother’s eyes that she still had a little bit of reserve as a mother, was it shyness? I don’t know.
But I went deeper with my left hand again, this time speeding up the up and down strokes of my middle finger, scraping up and down my mother’s slit.
Scratching, my mother’s entire body arched, her ass all the way down, and I hung across her thighs with my right foot.
Pinning my mother’s thighs and calves to the bed, my chest facing her, I rose my entire body up and
My mother was lying on the bed, my left hand pressed pro the left side of my waist, my palm still in my mother’s pants, from her fleshy
behind her buttocks, digging and gouging into her mother’s flesh, her mother unnaturally bucking her body and letting out a misty moan as her mother’s right
Hands wrapped around my waist behind my back, and my mother’s left hand went across my abdomen and clasped with her right hand.
As the rhythm of my middle finger’s pumping grew faster and faster, the lewdness in my honey hole made my middle finger in my mother’s flesh
Inside, there was a feeling of being sucked in tightly, and while moving my hand quickly, the muscles in my left hand grew tighter and tighter as the mother
pro’s entire calf had bowed up, and suddenly my mother’s two hands clung to my waist, and my mother’s head was pressed against my back, the
Exhale a long groan.
I felt my mother’s ass wiggle rhythmically, and then her pussy shook like a catharsis.
“Orgasm?” That’s what I thought, but my middle finger continued to dig and gouge into the wall of flesh, my mother’s fleshy ass not
Shaking ceaselessly, until the trembling of my body gradually subsided, I pulled out my left hand, the whole of which was permeated with
Ming’s mucus.
As if she was relaxing, my mother lay back on the bed, breathing heavily, her breasts going up and down with her breaths, and I laid
down and brought my head close to my mother, who looked at me, and without saying anything, I just kissed her fragrant lips, my brain
The thoughts in my head were, those incest novels I read on the net, the textual images of helping my mother masturbate, and I thought that would be all.
It’s like that now, and I didn’t realize until after I masturbated my mother myself that the process is complicated.
My tongue pushed against my mother’s teeth and pushed my tongue into her mouth, which at first just let the
I licked, and I held my mother tightly in both arms, and she threw both arms around my neck, and I held her from the left
to me, so that my mother’s whole body was on top of me, and my mother, tongue-tied, looked me in the face with an expression that had a
point of wonder, not the shyness of a young girl, nor the simmering of a ripe woman, but the disk of a face under the frost, with a
Silk was helpless, or maybe it was a provocative flirtation, initiating kisses on my lips at one point.
I felt my lower body being touched and rubbed by my mother’s right hand through her pants, and my mother’s breasts, like drops of water, were being rubbed and rubbed by my mother’s right hand through her pants.
I had an erection, and under my mother’s skillful hands, even through my panties and pants, I was able to get it to stick to my chest, and I was able to get it to stick to my chest, and I was able to get it to stick to my chest.
Touching and rubbing, there was also a feeling of being about to ejaculate just by imagining victimizing my mother’s rubbing, and after she pushed her upper body up, the
Eyes misty and half-open, her fleshy ass pressed tightly above my rod.
After her mother gave her ass a little, she asked, “Want one?”
I got up and squeezed my mother’s fleshy ass with both hands and said, “Want…but want you to help me mom…contain it.”
My mother bowed her head a little, her black hair falling over her face, and my pants and panties just
Being backed up to her ankles, my mother pressed her fleshy ass against my rod in one motion and began to squirm.
When my mother used to do this for me, it was the time in the hospital, when my mother, in her tight pants
, wiggling her fleshy ass behind my back, just simply trying to make me comfortable, when the meat was in my mother’s groin
in, writhing up and down, my mother’s private parts rubbing against my rod through her tight pants, and at that point her hair
With the swaying of the mother’s body.
At that time, I felt very satisfied, but I couldn’t imagine that things would develop like this after that!
And now the mother, while wiggling her ass, lifted her blouse, revealing a beige lace bra that held the C-breasts.
, cleavage deep, tits jiggling with her body, for the first time, I didn’t beg my mother, who herself
Willing to do it for me.
I felt my head tingle, and even though I wasn’t squeezing my mother’s delicate breasts with both hands, I felt a feeling like I’d never felt before.
of arousal, the breasts on the bra, the breasts rippling, swaying up and down, the lower meaty rod being held by the mother’s fleshy buttocks
and private parts, friction and reveal the glans, penis more and more hard, at this time I actually thought of small aunt, also to
The woman I had fucked before. For some reason, I felt sorry for my mother, after she had indulged my desires for me in this
After an hour, I was surprised that I would think of other women, and my mother felt hard enough after running her hand over my cock.
Then I got up and knelt between my legs, and I closed my eyes, so there was no way to tell you how Mother
Sucking my rod, and the look and movement of my mother’s mouth as she sucked it, I felt my root being sucked by my mother’s tiger’s mouth
gave a ring, pushing up and down while the glans was pulled by the foreskin, revealing the pink lower edge of the glans, and suddenly the glans
The head was licked by a rough surface of a tongue.
I was well aware of my mother sticking out her tongue and flicking it from my scrotum from bottom to top, to the horse’s eye, which
The pleasure of having my scrotum seemingly contained by my mother’s was beyond words, warm lips, gently
Sucking, at this time the glans felt, by the mother whole mouth, then the mother whole to the end, as if deep throat
Throat-like, the glans seemed to be pressed against her mother’s throat, and she spat it out at that point.
The top of the cock was covered with my mother’s saliva, her tiger’s mouth bobbing rhythmically up and down at the root, and I could feel the
My rod, rocking and slapping against my mother’s tongue, the glans was again sucked by her lips, and then the suction grew stronger, the
I felt my mother’s head bobbing as the ends of her hair, which kept raking my thighs, raised a little.
As you can imagine, my mother’s head blew and licked up and down, making a sucking, speedy ramen sound, and I felt my glans’
The tipping point was nearing, especially with each deep take to the bottom by my mother, as she sucked very tightly to pull up from the root.
The entire rod was wrapped tightly around the mother’s O-shaped lips, while the tongue in her mouth was still wrapped around the rod with every
The blowing of the containment made my lower body, tighter and tighter.
The backs of my feet had been completely straightened, my calves were gradually pumping as my mother held her cock in one hand, the other
Gently teasing across my inner thighs, it tickled me even more, the sucking of the glans in my mouth, the tiger’s mouth pumping the flesh
Rod whole, scrotum and pubic hair in finger nails lightly teased and scraped, my belly out, my ass tight throughout, my horse’s eye
A stream of sour-smelling semen venting out of his mouth before shooting into his mother’s mouth.
My mother’s movements were getting slower and slower, and it took several thrusts of my rod before I was able to shoot the rest of my sperm clean, for the first time.
Cumming in my mother’s mouth, I got up and looked at my mother, who swallowed my cum with a gulp in her throat, and
What does this mean? My mother has been willing to accept the fact that the incest between me and my mother is physical
Taboo on the same is also spiritual derailment.
My mother got up, walked off the edge of the bed, and said to me, “I’m going to take a shower.”
I nodded, understanding what my mother meant, and left the room, why I didn’t share the bath with my mother, I know
There are some things that can’t be forced, and now that my mother has been willing to do so much for me, I’m now
Just wait, wait for the mother to confront her deepest morals, that incest with her son is not an option under sanity, the
But everything happened so naturally, as if a lot of things ended up with the son and the mother
Kissing two people produces incestuous results.
I’m not saying this to encourage incest, but my sexual relationship with my mother didn’t come about in a day or two.
It was only possible because of a number of factors, perhaps initially motivated by my simple sexual urges.
, as well as obsessed with my mother’s fleshy buttocks, but now I truly understand that my motives, as it turns out, have long since changed, rather
From “love” to “love”.
love, one divided into sexual love and the other into beloved love, I was in a chair in the living room, lighting up the father’s building in the house’s
smoke, the sound of water from the mother’s shower came from the toilet, and the mist produced by the heat, which penetrated through the side discharge opening below the door, the
Is the mother in the shower, also recalling that just now her own son, scraping and scratching his own honey hole, and even one in the
The teasing of the son to orgasm, and the initiative to serve his son, blowing and licking how the son asked before, impossible to do oral sex
, now not only licked her son until he was so good that his whole body stiffened, but she also swallowed the cum.
I remember very well when I lit a cigarette and thought of my father’s face, the same face that I used to have for my mother.
The face with the expression, father married mother, for what? Did father treat mother as his woman?
Or was she simply using her mother as a cathartic woman, and no matter how it was before, now that her father must be out there with the
Which woman gets away with it.
I crumpled the whole cigarette and threw it into the garbage can with the box, when my mother had finished her bath and was clad in a
With a towel, I went over to my mother, whose wet hair and childish face still had a slight flush of
Dizzy, I kissed my mother’s forehead before saying, “Mom…did I just hurt you again?”
My mother kissed me on the lips as well and went into the room to blow-dry her hair.
”And you’re a real piece of work, I’ve been dizzy all day, and I can’t believe you woke me up again when I was so close to falling asleep.” Mother.
Said the man as he blew out his hair.
I laughed and said, “I hadn’t thought of that, I can’t help it, Mom’s ass is really shaped in those tight pants that are
It’s too tempting.”
Mother tossed her hair and continued, “I’m old, too, and if I suddenly get into such a mess, my body won’t be able to take it.
Up.”
I said, “But Mom, you’re, like, really tight. Mom doesn’t usually masturbate herself?”
Mother paused for a moment and said, “Go go go, what’s so tight, they’re giving birth to you and your sister.”
I walked over to my mother and said, “But Mom, was it comfortable when I did it for you?” .
Mother stopped the hair dryer and let her hair half dry and waited for it to cool before blow drying it, Mother pouted a little and said, “Shame on
Dead man walking and talking about it? Say no more.”
I walked over to my mother with both hands on her shoulders, shaking her from side to side and said, “Mom…is it comfortable, this will help
Are you getting, comfortable or not?”
The mother said impatiently, “Don’t shake, in shaking all dizzy…you yourself hands are all my water, how can you
Can you not know if I’m comfortable?”
I stopped moving, leaned my chin on my mother’s right shoulder, and whispered in her ear, “It’s just to have mom
Tell me in person, am I skillful and really comfortable?”
Mother’s face had already begun to turn red, coy shy expression, more to my heart, “Aigoo…in not good, later on
Just don’t try to do that.”
My mother had by this time replied to a serious expression, and I, seeing that it was hopeless, kissed my mother on the cheek and said, “
Knowing that, I’ll know better in the future.”
My mother turned her head and looked at me and said, “You have to realize that it would have been wrong for us to help you do this by shutting down the analysis like this.
I feel sorry for a lot of people, but you’re going to listen, okay?” The mother rose, her face very re
Miscellaneous.
I nodded and left my mother’s room, and that night I was in my room, thinking back to the old days when my mother and I had returned to
I remembered that my father and little sister were at home at that time, and I sexually molested my mother, and now it was just me and my mother left in the house.
People, who used to want to say that spending time with their mothers could be like in a novel, making crazy love to them, but in reality
In the middle, yet it’s not that way at all.
This year, April was the rainy season, and at the same time a party on my mother’s side of the family, but not necessarily every year
The meeting was organized, and I drove my mother and my little sister in my car down the highway to the countryside, where my little sister was studying for graduate school, and this time
I took a special vacation to come back, and although my little sister understands my mother’s and father’s concern, most of the time I hide it from my little sister.
I think it’s more important for my little sister to study well.
The raindrops slapped against the car window, showing horizontal movement on the glass with the wind, and my mother sat in the passenger seat, the
Closing her eyes, she fell into a deep sleep, her mother’s recent dizziness was becoming more and more frequent, and it seemed necessary to take her some other time
to a major hospital for a closer look, while I have a chat with my little sister, who is becoming more and more like her mother.
And I also look like I favor my mother.
When we arrived at my mother’s house, almost all of my four aunts were back, and there was a great deal of excitement, as well as the rare return of my uncle, the
There was a tacit agreement not to talk about what happened last year, which was the affair of the father’s second wife, and Grandpa was still more
As hard as ever, mother was still as cold as ever to anyone, feeling very flatly
tone of voice and the occasional wintry smile.
I chatted with my little sister and those cousins, thinking how quickly time had passed, and how the former childhood playmates, who were now not
All of them are either working or studying, some of the cousins are married, and my mother and aunts have been working together since the beginning.
I was very happy that my mother, who was at first uncomfortable, gradually became more familiar with me, for I was afraid that she would not be able to recognize me once
Individuals who have been at home for a long time can suffocate.
At noon Grandma called the office table, that is, someone will cook all kinds of dishes, and then sent to the house so that, through the
Often a table might be a couple of thousand, I looked at the individual aunts, the first one already looked old and the second one was
It was the mother, the third aunt appeared to be blighted, and the sluttiest little aunt, I should think, was still very playful, but already
Having a daughter, my butt doesn’t feel as firm as it used to.
The mother, on the other hand, was the least talkative of the sisters, and looked elegant in her manner, the standard icy lady when
The initial fascination with my mother was also due to her personality, which was raw and cold to everyone, and in the course of the softening of the
attitude, which, it must be said, is the desire for conquest that every boy would want, and the whole extended family gathered together, a
All you have to do is to “gamble a little”.
My mother’s sisters loved to play mahjong, and I used to sit next to my mother and reminisce about how I wanted to play.
cards, and my mother’s look of distress always made me give up, but usually only for a moment, and at the card table
down my hand on my mother’s thigh, and after she glared at me, she let her heel step on the back of my foot as much as she did, and really
Painful.
After the round, I accompanied my mother for a walk outside, away from the crowds for a while, and the smell of the country air, scattered with
The scent of freshly scented trees, my mother standing quietly beside me, a silent understanding between mother and son, a kind of understanding that only I
A secret known only to my mother, I looked at my distant relatives, and in the midst of the playfulness, I secretly wrapped my arms around my mother’s willow
waist, pulling the mother closer.
Mother said faintly, “It’s not good to wait for your sister to see it.” With that, she slapped my hand to the ground, and my mother’s eyesight fell
In the distance, saying, “Want it again?”
I shook my head and said, “I can hold off until I get home, then I’ll do it.”
With her back to me, leaning her body against me and her ass above my rod, my mother said, “Find a
No one’s around.”
I winked and saw the storage room next to the parking lot, which is where Grandpa sells pesticides and puts them, and my mother winked at me.
God exchanged, I went in first, and waited five minutes before my mother came in, and as soon as she came in it was very dark inside, and the storehouse
About four cars away from my grandpa’s house, I could hear the relatives talking, and my mother had closed the door.
came, and the whole storehouse was plunged into absolute darkness.
In the darkness, my mother and I embraced each other, kissed each other with our tongues, as if we were on fire.
All dissolved in the saliva of each other’s mouths, mother and I knew that it was a time for action, not words, and that
I rubbed my mother’s breasts as she wore a black shirt with a purple shawl around her shoulders and a black
color long narrow skirt, I pulled my mother’s narrow skirt up to her waistline.
My mother quickly opened the knobs on her breasts, and I greedily licked my mother’s cleavage, knowing that there wasn’t much time to
The mother also knew she couldn’t do it for too long, so with this sense of excitement under the fear of being discovered by others, the mother and son heard the
to the heckling of relatives, behind the backs of all of them, and cheating in the depot, making the black stockings worn by the mother, the flesh slit
The panties were already soaked with lust.
I cupped my mother’s right breast in my left hand and pinched and rubbed it, along with the bra, which had been
I pulled up to the lower edge of my breasts, and I tongue around my nipples to my heart’s content, sucking on my mother’s nipples, and she gave my cock a
pulled it out, kissed me on the forehead, took my rod in her right hand, and began to sheathe it as the two sneakily made
It’s the kind of thing that I’m actually starting to get scared of what I’m going to do if I’m found out. But then the hardness of my penis in my mother’s hand was so strong that I was afraid of being found out.
After the big one, it was put behind us.
Mother didn’t make half a sound, and soon, under the fear of others finding out about the sneakiness, I had gotten as good as Mother
Kissing quickly, about to ejaculate with the thrill of the mother’s nipples hardening, her body became very sensitive, and now and then she sent out a
Out came a little faint moan that turned me on even more.
I felt my mother’s palm wrap around my glans, five fingers clamping down on the rod so that the base of the glans was in my mother’s palm, the
Quickly pushing up and down, suddenly my mother’s left hand tightly squeezed the back of my buttocks, I could no longer hold back, the essence of the
A stream of liquid shot into my mother’s palm, and both of us sat paralyzed above the pesticide bag, my mother shaking it off vigorously.
up the right hand and dumped the cum on the floor.
I kissed my mother’s lips and asked, “Mom…want help?”
Mother did not speak, and I pulled her black stockings down to her knees and knelt down, her mother leaning against the depot of the
Iron roll-up door, I got on my knees and pulled my mother’s thighs a little to the right and left with both hands, and she said, “Dirty…
Don’t…like that.”
I said, “No it won’t, I want mom too…”
My mother’s left hand half pushed my head, but had pressed her whole face against her mother’s inner thigh, her tongue across the
mother’s silk panties, licking the flesh that was already soaked with lust, my two hands clamped tightly around my mother’s thighs, the
When I flipped my mother’s panties open to reveal her tender labia, I moved my entire mouth up and licked the whole thing first.
A slit in the flesh, in using the upper and lower lips, mouth sucking the clit and labia of her mother.
After a moan from my mother, she didn’t make a sound as if she were holding back, and when I stuck my tongue in the
After going, I felt so much lewdness that was flavorless, and I thought of the last time my mother had sucked my cock, that
A lot of men don’t want to suck a woman’s dick, and I have to admit, my mother was the first person I’ve ever met.
The woman who licked her flesh pussy, and the last one.
My mother had already shivered until the metal door made a “clang, clang, clang, clang” sound, and even though I had only licked her for three minutes, I had no idea what she was going to do.
But my mother was so numb that she couldn’t stand up anymore. Later, I helped her up and took out some tissues to clean her up.
After rationalizing a bit, my mother then said, “People used to say that the mind goes blank, so that’s what happened.”
I smiled and said, “Mom, I can make you even more comfortable.” I held up my rod to show my mother.
Mother put the stockings on, straightened them and said, “What’s the hurry? Did I promise you?”
I stuck my tongue out and said, “Got it, I won’t talk too much.”
Only then did my mother retract her poker face, and she stood up, holding my right arm with both hands and cursing, “
Next time no licking without my permission, licking makes me unable to walk now, my legs are weak.”
I backed my mother up and said, “Yes…”
(final)