I was afraid I’d wake my mom up, so I tried to keep my voice as low as possible when I entered.
Passing by my mother’s room, I gently pushed the half-covered door open a crack and found that my mother was not yet asleep, and with a small bedside lamp lit she was intently seated on the edge of the bed reading a book.
She had her back to the door of the room, so she didn’t notice me, and I then gently walked back to my room.
When I got back to my room I opened my locked secret dark cabinet out of habit.
Ah! I realized that the contents of my dark cupboard had been moved, and for a long time the placement of the things I had put in there was clear.
Not only is the location now a little off, but something seems to be missing.
I immediately inventoried it, and oh crap…, my diary…it’s gone.
My so-called dark closet is just a big wooden box where I grew up to put some of my personal belongings. When I was a kid in Kokusai, I put comic books in it, and after I started to get into pornography when I was in middle school, I put a lock on it and made a pact with my mom not to look at my personal collection.
A few years down the line, I kept changing the contents of my collection. After high school, I accidentally saw my mother changing her clothes once, and from then on, I started to be obsessed with my mother’s body. In addition to collecting a lot of incest novels, books, videos, CDs, and my mother’s sexy panties, I also wrote my own sexual fantasies about my mother into my diary.
I was quite angry at first, and wanted to rush into my mom’s room to question her about why she didn’t keep her word, but after I slowly calmed down, I thought to myself, “Anyway, it’s already happened, and any reaction on my part will only make our mother-son relationship even more awkward.
Pretend not to know well, first to observe the mother’s reaction to say it! So I exited the room, then tiptoed to the door of my mom’s room, and from the light coming through the crack in the door, I could tell that she was still reading a book, and that it was probably my diary filled with sexual confessions about my mother.
I walked gently toward the living room again, opening and closing the front door, making it sound like it was closing to indicate that I had returned.
Just as I banged the door shut, I realized that the lights in my mom’s room had suddenly gone out as well.
I was more than sure that my mom was peeking at my diary, so I purposely went to my mom’s room and pushed the door open to call out to her softly.
Mom…Mom was pretending to be asleep and didn’t respond to me.
I thought to myself that the diary was probably still hidden under the quilt.
Still not moving, I went back to my room and grabbed a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
I usually shower for about twenty minutes, and I actually got into the bathroom and didn’t shower, but rather had to give my mom time to put the diary back, because I guessed that she would probably be afraid that I would find out that the diary was missing after I showered, and that if I waited until tomorrow it might be too late.
I turned on the faucet to make the sound of water and deliberately moved my hands to indicate that I was taking a shower, while in fact I was watching my mom’s room through the cracks in the bathroom.
A moment later, sure enough, my mom tiptoed out of the room as well, holding none other than my diary.
After she came out of my room and went to her room, I left the bathroom to go to my room.
The first thing to do, of course, was to open the dark cabinet and see that, sure enough, it had been put back, apparently in quite a hurry, and in the wrong position.
I didn’t sleep much this night, thinking about how to deal with this matter. Obviously, the mother will certainly pretend not to this matter, and my mother-loving diary although not written every day, but a few years down is also a thick book, especially after college, the mother’s mature flesh has been to the degree of uncontrollable obsession.
So all I wrote down in my diary was how I secretly admired my mom behind her back, how I adored her plump peaks and high buttocks, and even peeped at her taking a shower, changing her clothes, and masturbating with her panties and other things.
I thought she might not have finished reading it yet, so I made the assumption that she might come back for it again while I was gone.
To confirm this, I put a hair on top of the back of the diary’s book and locked the dark cupboard again; if that hair isn’t there tomorrow, it means she has come back to move it.
I went to sleep after everything was set up.
But before I went to sleep, I thought of another bold plan.
The next day it was still the same as usual, my mom woke me up, nothing particularly different, the only difference was that she obviously hadn’t slept all night last night, both her eyes were red and silky, and she kept yawning.
After freshening up I headed out the door for school.
I am the only son, since young, my father passed away, mother from twenty-five years old took over the father ready-made clothes business, more than ten years although there is no lack of suitors, but mother probably because of the fear that I don’t like the reason, so has not remarried, perhaps is the relationship between the long term as a supervisor, the need to socialize with people, so mother on their own body maintenance has been doing very well, not at all see almost forty years old.
Maybe it’s because I haven’t had any sisters since I was a kid, I was particularly dependent on my mom, but I didn’t expect it to turn into an Oedipal complex in the end.
Due to yesterday’s incident, it made me unmotivated to go to class for the whole day, and by the afternoon I made my usual call to my mom’s company, but the person at the office said she wasn’t at the office today.
I think she probably wanted to finish the diary she didn’t read yesterday all at once! So didn’t go to work.
In the evening, my mom was cooking dinner when I got home.
Mom, are you okay? Why didn’t you go to the office today? Oh…mom…I’m not feeling too well today…so…mom looks a little unnatural.
I couldn’t wait to go back to my room and open the dark cabinet after my shower, and sure enough, that hair on the back of the book had fallen out, and Mom had indeed come back for it.
In addition to that, another thing I noticed was that those panties I had collected from my mom were suddenly shiny in color and neatly folded and stacked in a pile, and when I picked them up to look at them, they had a slight residual warmth on them, as if they had just come out of the clothes dryer.
How …… mom apparently washed all those panties and involuntarily folded them with her womanly instincts.
Murphy…she didn’t object to me masturbating with her boxers, and it seemed to imply tacit approval.
So I made up my mind and officially started my program.
That night, I wrote in my diary, Mom, I don’t know why, I can’t even be bothered to go to class today, I can’t stop thinking about you, I’m going crazy, I want to possess you.
Give it to me! Mom, I want you.
Write it and put a hair on it just the same before locking it.
The next day I deliberately woke up earlier than my mom and then let my erect penis stick out of my panties and covered it with a sheet.
A little while later, Mom was up too, and as usual she would lift my covers and call me.
I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep as I heard my mom take a step over to me, and then sure enough as soon as she did, she lifted the sheet off of me, and I closed my eyes and imagined the look on her face at that moment.
Time passed by, mom never made any more movements, five minutes passed, I finally couldn’t help but open my eye slits to peek and found mom staring straight at my prick like she was possessed.
I thought to myself, “It worked, but it’s not a good idea to wear it out like this, so I rolled over on purpose before Mom hurriedly put the sheet back on like she was waking up from a dream.
Jr…Joon…get up.
Mom’s voice was as thin as a mosquito’s, and I couldn’t help but laugh at how one could scream like that.
I finally rolled over and woke up pretending to be sleepy.
Mom…good morning! …Morning…time to…get up she doesn’t seem to have come back to her senses.
I deliberately and casually want to lift the sheet, mom watched me this action, hasty quickly back to the body, it is really good unnatural, I also feel that so teasing his beloved mother is a little cruel, so hurriedly put the clothes back on.
In the evening I excused myself from coming home until after eight o’clock in order to give my mom a little time to go through my journal.
When I got back, my mom was in the shower, so I rushed back to my room and opened the dark closet, and sure enough, my mom had read my new confession.
In addition, I also found that there is a style that I have never seen before on top of those panties, my heart straight poof jumped, pick up and take a closer look, wow… it is a black yarn panties that are almost completely transparent, is it… mom gave it to me, I was so excited that I nearly jumped up and down.
Not only did Mom acquiesce to such a move on my part, but she offered her sponsorship, which was unbelievably absurd.
I calmed down for a while and then carefully look at the mother there is no longer left any traces, and then in the diary cover of the folder inside found a note: Xiao Jun, mom is very contradictory, I hope you see this note, and do not want you to see too early, alas…. Forgive me if I don’t mean to peek at your diary, you’ve always refused to tell me if you have a girlfriend, I wanted to find something like a love letter or a photo from your room, but I didn’t think …. Alas! Mom read your diary really scared, did not think you have been refused to hand over a girlfriend because of the secret love of the mother, Xiao Jun, mother is not old-fashioned, keep the widow for so many years, never refused to remarry, the main in addition to wanting to take care of you wholeheartedly, mom is actually also selfish, and would like to keep you forever on the side of the mother, you in the diary said that you have a mother-loving complex, but mom is not a mother and not have a love of the son of the complex.
Mom’s heart is in turmoil. Joon, if you see this letter, pretend you don’t know it for now, okay? Mom is not mentally prepared.
P.S. I’m glad you like your mom’s panties, don’t feel guilty or think you have a mental problem, I think all men like women’s panties, the ones you have in your collection are old, mom is giving you a newer one that was only worn once, I hope you’ll like it.
I can’t describe my excitement at reading my mom’s response.
Mom hadn’t washed up when I left the room.
Mom, are you ready? I’m going to wash up! I’m going to wash up! Mom said as she walked out of the bathroom, wearing clothes that almost made me unable to look away.
It turned out that mom was wearing just a bookshirt tank top over her body, and only a pair of white boxers underneath, while following the undried droplets of water on her body, almost her whole body became transparent.
Both nipples were clearly visible against the thin shirt, and the boxers underneath showed off the black pubic hair from the watery penetration at the base of her legs.
This is the first time I’ve seen it worn in my entire life.
Joon…don’t look…mom’s face is red, I don’t know if it’s shyness or the heat from the shower that hasn’t dissipated, or both! I gave mom a knowing smile before I entered the bathroom.
Mom’s already adjusting herself.
Into the bathroom I took off my clothes and was about to throw them into the laundry basket, when I suddenly saw an apple green lace panties spread on the top of the laundry basket, because it was so obvious that I didn’t have to lower my head to see a puddle of milky white goo in the middle of the cloth part of the basket, in order to determine if it was a cold wash, I picked it up and smelled it for a while, and a faint fishy smell came out of my nose, and I thought that my mom must have masturbated before I came back. I think mom must have masturbated before I came back.
That puddle is exactly what’s called a slutty puddle.
And as if mom had intentionally flashed it out for me to see, I was at this point completely sure that the change in our mother-son relationship was at the point where the arrow was in the air, and again it would be up to who shot the arrow first.
When I went back to my room I took out my diary again, wanting to leave a few more words for my mom, but I found another note in the folder, which said: Xiao Jun, mom wants to borrow the topmost tape from you to take a look at it, you put it into the VCR, I’ll come out at twelve o’clock in the evening to watch it, but promise me you won’t ever come out, and that you’ll take it back in the morning.
I looked at the videotape sitting on the top shelf, which had a push of unintelligible Japanese written on it, the only thing obvious being the title in four big letters: mother-son adultery.
I think this is the second step in the mom’s adjustment, trying to find out what it’s like to be in someone’s mother-son adultery first.
Twelve o’clock, I saw the living room TV turned on, mom came out to see, I think it’s better to do what she said, do not disturb her! But I finally could not help but sneak open the door, probed and looked, only to see my mom did not wear underwear, only wearing the white panties, reclining on the sofa, holding up the two peaks are staring intently at the TV screen.
After watching for a while I went back to my room and went to sleep for I don’t know how long, but when I woke up it was after three and the lights on the TV in the living room were off.
I took a bathroom break and couldn’t resist walking into my mom’s room.
Wow! Mom was lying naked on the bed, her panties down to her knees, and a thick bush of black pubic hair stuck to the base of her thighs as wet as if she’d been drenched.
I did not expect this video tape has such a great effect, I face mom this jade body, already impulsive unstoppable, the following do not listen to the call of the support up, my heart seven on eight down constantly calculating, how to start it? Now dry mom, I believe she will not say anything, I stood in front of the bed and thought for a long time, looking at the mother with the breath with a double breast, or can not help but reach out to caress the mother’s nipples, hmmm…. Mom lightly hmm a sound, but did not wake up, I more boldly will be the whole palm of my hand affixed to the top of the mother’s breasts up and down the kneading and caressing.
Mmm…mmm…Mom just kept making comfort-like oinks, still not opening her eyes.
I thought to myself that I may have still acted too soon and that Mom’s mind was not yet fully open.
But since mom kept pretending, I simply caressed her enough! I had no qualms about caressing her. I kept kneading her breasts with one hand and stroking her pubic hair with the other.
Uh…ah…uh…hmmm …. Ah…Mom’s voice became more and more lewd, making me almost unable to restrain myself from lifting her legs and ruthlessly thrusting my prick inside Mom’s pussy.
Ah…ah…don’t…no…ah …. As I slipped my fingers into my mom’s vagina, she cried out like she was raving, but she just wouldn’t open her eyes.
Okay, I switched it up, pulling down the boxers on my mom’s legs and spreading her legs, and since the lights were too dim to see clearly, I simply turned the headlights on.
WOW! Mom’s pussy lips were slowly dripping with lust as I climbed onto the bed and pressed my face against Mom’s pussy, pushing my tongue against the crack and licking her pussy over and over.
Ah…ah…ah…good…good …. Mom finally couldn’t help but say yes.
So I pumped my tongue even harder, and reached up with both hands to grip my breasts and knead them desperately hard.
Ten minutes later, mom’s body suddenly a stiffness, hips upward, then hard down, leaking, mom has reached orgasm, then mom’s pussy constantly shaking, every shake overflowed a stream of lewd water, not long after the whole sheet is wet.
Mom was satisfied, but I was miserable, a burning desire that still hadn’t gone away.
Finally there was nothing left to do but kiss Mom on the lips and go back to bed.
I was awakened by a bit of stroking and came to check my watch first, 7:00 AM.
Then I look at the bed and there sits mom while one of her hands is holding my prick.
Joon…no…don’t wake up…you…are still dreaming, understand? You’re having a sweet dream.
I got my mom’s point, so I closed my eyes again and let her have her way.
What a beautiful weekend morning! Mom kept working my prick with her hand, fast and slow, teasing me so much that I could hardly resist the urge to pick her up and fuck her.
A moment later I peeked open my eyes and saw Mom instead close her eyes in a mesmerized look, then rubbed her cheek against my prick, and finally watched as she slowly stuck out her tongue and began to lick the glans, then opened her mouth to take the whole thing into her mouth.
Wow! What a great feeling, mom’s mouth sucking up and down like a suction cup.
Zip…zip…a constant sucking sound from mom’s mouth.
After a while she moved down to hold my balls, sucking them in and out, and in a few minutes I couldn’t hold back any longer, and while mom was holding her prick again, a stream of semen shot into her mouth.
All I heard was a coo and mom swallowed it, licked it clean around my shaft again, and then turned and walked out.
I got up and found the journal spread out on the desk, and on a new page Mom had written a paragraph.
Yesterday’s videotape was great, it’s just that the mother and son were so stupid in the end, and no one knew why they killed themselves. All this talk about ethics and morals is just a lie to self-congratulate.
Don’t you think so? If I were that mom, I’d change my name and take my beloved son far away to a place where no one would recognize him! Mom’s off to work. Come back early at noon. Mom wants to give you a birthday present.
It seems that my mom is more open-minded than I am, and with all the back roads in mind, that’s all the more reason I don’t have to worry about anything.
Just what was mom selling me as a gift? I can’t think of anything else.
It was hard to make it to noon, so I flew home.
I saw my mom’s high heels when I walked in the door, and she came home early.
As I passed my mom’s room I saw a note taped to the door that read, Jun, push the door in, the gift is in the room.
I pushed the door open and was shocked to see that there was a woman in bikini style underwear reclining inside, looking at me with winks in her eyes.
I thought for a split second that my mom had found a woman for me to give me, but upon closer inspection, wasn’t this luscious beauty just mom? Mom had especially painted her makeup and done her hair.
Joon, don’t you recognize mom? No…mom…you…are so beautiful…so beautiful…I couldn’t help but stutter a little.
Joon, come, come to mom.
Mom…Joon, do you like this underwear? I bought it especially this morning! Mom, I like it, as long as it’s on mom, I like it.
Heh…kid…say…want mommy? Want…want mommy for what? I didn’t get it for a moment.
Good for you! Still pretending, bullying mom.
Mom actually started whining like a little schoolgirl with her beak.
Mom, I really don’t know! What are you getting me? I’m just going to mess with her.
Okay! Do you…want…mom’s…body? Mom is getting bolder and bolder.
Wanted, wanted to die.
So…what are you waiting for? Why don’t you hurry up and…open your present? Mom pouted again.
Gift…gift? Where is it? Mom.
Stupid, mom is…is…your gift.
I couldn’t hold it in any longer, and as soon as I heard that, I stepped forward and hugged my mom full in the arms and kissed her on the lips.
Mmmm…mom immediately stuck her tongue in my mouth and flipped it around.
I didn’t have my hands free, rubbing my mom’s breasts through the translucent bright red bra.
Mmm…mmm…the kiss was nearly five minutes long before I left mom’s lips.
Joon…come…mom wants you to…hold me…mom took the initiative and hugged me tightly, kissing me all over my face.
With one hand, I probed into my mom’s boxers, which were tied only with ribbons, and stroked her pubic hair.
Joon, here…smell it.
Mom got up on her knees and asked me to smell her bottom.
Wow…that smells good…a faint scent came in.
Mom sprayed her perfume especially for you! I then pushed mom down again, lifted her legs up, bit the string of her panties, they fell to the side and mom’s whole pussy was exposed, I took a bite of it and continued to lick her pussy lips and clit the same way I had made her leak last night before stretching into her pussy and pumping it.
Ah…ah…so good…Joon…your tongue…so good…ah …. Mom was so comfortable that she started to wave again.
Mmm…ah…little Jun…little husband…mom…so comfortable…fast…mom wants…fast! …. Mom was already a bit oblivious.
I couldn’t resist stripping my body either, and when I finally took off my underwear, my prick popped out.
Ah…Jun…it’s so thick…yesterday…it didn’t seem this big…does mom like it? I held it close to mom’s pussy.
Like it…Mom likes it…come on…come on…stick it in…stick it in your fantasy for years, Mom’s pussy…years of fantasizing had finally come true, and my excitement had reached the top of my prick.
I gently rubbed the head of my glans back and forth against my mom’s lust-filled pussy.
Good son…come on stop teasing mom…stick it in…come on stick it in…I took a deep breath and pushed my lust down a bit more.
Not listening to mom, still rubbing at the hole.
Xiao Jun…dear son…good son…no…good husband…mom can’t stand it anymore…you stick it in…from now on…mom will let you stick it in every day…okay? I’ll let you do it every day, okay? Mom, you said it yourself! No scalping! Yes…it’s mom who wants it…she likes her son to stick it in her…from now on…I’ll stick it in you every day…mom, don’t say “stick it in”, say “stick it in”! Mom, don’t say “plug”, say “fuck”. It’s more exciting.
Okay…fuck…come on…fuck mom…mom let Xiao Jun…my own son fuck…I stopped teasing her when I saw that it was almost time.
With a plop, the whole prick was all the way inside mom’s pussy.
Ah…it hurts…it hurts…gently…slower…don’t move…good son…mom hasn’t penetrated…hasn’t fucked for over ten years and it’s very tight inside…so I held still for a while, letting the prick remain in mom’s hole, then lifted her upper body and raised her up. It’s very tight…you have to be gentle…so I held still for a while, letting my prick remain inserted in mom’s hole, and then lifted her upper body to first use my mouth to suck on her breasts.
Mom’s breasts seemed to be quite sensitive, and the slightest touch caused her whole body to tremble.
Not a moment later…Jun…can do it…mom is so wet down there…it’s so itchy…do it…I then lifted my mom’s legs up to my shoulders and started pumping…it’s so beautiful, so good…mom’s flesh is truly the earthly Mom’s flesh is really the best on earth.
Ah…ah…so good ah…dear son…mom is so beautiful…so beautiful…you fucked mom so good…mom regrets…did not read…your diary…one day…otherwise…I would have given you a long time ago… I’m so sorry I didn’t read your diary earlier…if not…I would have fucked you already……. Zi…Zi …… Zi…As I pumped violently, the lustful water in mom’s hole and mom’s waves made a moving sound.
Hmmm…hmmm… Ah…Little Jun…son…dear husband…mom is yours …. Great…incest feels so exciting…Xiao Jun…what do you say…ah…fuck your own mom…how does it feel…beautiful…? Isn’t it beautiful…mom…my son feels so good…fucking my own mom…so good…how about you…being penetrated by my own son…with his meat stick …. How does it feel…good…beautiful…flying to the sky beautiful…so exciting …. Ah …. If I had known that being fucked by my own son…would be so beautiful…mom would have given it to you a long time ago…come on…do it again…mom has lived for nothing for more than ten years…ah…husband …dear husband…mom wants to marry you…good no…good…ah…every day…want you …. Fuck mom’s pussy…ok…mom…I don’t want…don’t want you to marry me…we have to be mother and son forever…mother and son fornicating …. Son fucking mom…this taste…so good…ah…yes…yes…I don’t want to marry…you…don’t call you Hubby…to call you your own son …. My own son is fucking my own mom…oh…it’s so good…do it…son…my precious son…you’re fucking mom …. I’m dying…I can’t…it’s so exciting…come on…rush…mom’s coming…come on…come out with mom…ahhh …ah…Mom let out a long cry and her body popped tighter, I then relaxed and also ejaculated at the same time, shooting deep into Mom’s pussy.
I waited until after my mom’s cunt stopped contracting before I gently withdrew my prick.
All I could see was a trickle of goo coming out of my pussy in response to my withdrawal.
Mom’s eyes were still closed as she enjoyed the afterglow of her orgasm.
I got up and picked Mom up.
Good boy, what do you want! Mom, I just want to take my present to my room.
I deliberately teased her.
Move slowly…you are bad…mom pouted and then let me hold her.
Back in the room mother and son were again naked on the bed caressing each other.
I think maybe the joyful anticipation of forbidden sex like incest was hidden in both our mother and son’s bodies, and once the mask of worldly morality was torn off, it ran like a great river bursting its banks.
I took out the secret box and removed all the secret stash.
Since the secret was no longer a secret, I thought let’s make it a shared secret between us, mother and son! But mom had another opinion.
Jun, mom has thought about it, our happiness lies in that kind of hidden pleasure, once this kind of hidden doesn’t exist, we no longer get along with the same pattern as before, there will be no freshness after a long time, moreover, if we are accustomed to get along with the strong love, once we leave this house, it is very difficult to keep people from knowing, because even the best concealment can’t cover up the love desire that the eyes are showing out.
Mom is a company director outside, too early to make people suspicious after all not good, mom want you to promise, the usual mode of life do not have any change, mom promise you … every day to you … mom will not bull, but for men, every day sexual intercourse, then, a long time down to the body is not good, besides, mom need you is forever, not a short period of time, you can Can you understand? That’s…okay! I’ll listen to you.
I thought about what my mom said and it made sense.
Besides, you can leave your collection for now! Those books and video CDs, mom also want to see, you put it on the desk, you like mom’s panties with mom’s closet, you can move all over, mom want to change when you come to your room to change, in fact, mom also has some secret collection, you can not find, but, rest assured, you slowly will see one by one, and, so is not it more erotic? As for your diary, also almost finished, mom bought a new one, you wait.
With that Mom went to her room and got a new journal.
The design is quite elaborate, with the front and back covers inlaid with beautifully grained teak, only a heart engraved on the front cover reading Intimate Diary.
Starting today use this diary to pass on the secrets between us mother and son, okay? Just put it on your desk. Mom will leave a message for you every day before she goes to work.
Mom, I love you.
I couldn’t help but hug my mom for a while.
Joon, you have to fulfill our promise! I will, mom, I promise you, but…but what? Today doesn’t count. Starting tomorrow.
When I finished, I monkeyed around and lifted my mom’s legs, pressed down on her, and lifted my prick to thrust it in.
Wait…wait, Joon, don’t be so hasty! Come on, Mom has a proposition.
Mom said as she got up and took the videotape of the mother-son rape out of my secret box.
Come on! Mom playfully tossed me a wink before pulling me by the hand out of the room and into the living room.
Mom put the tape in the VCR and pressed the remote to start playing.
From the many little actions of her mother, it seemed as if the normally dignified, mature and stable supervisor had suddenly turned into a quirky little woman.
Mentally, I can’t help but be a little curious about my mom.
Joon, let’s watch it together as mother and son. Mom wants to see it again.
We just sat on the couch naked.
The movie depicts the incest story of a mother and son during the month when the man is abroad on business.
At first, the son peeped at his mother to take a bath, peeped at his mother to change clothes, and then in a certain night the son took advantage of his mother asleep, raped his own mother, and in the process of rape, the mother’s sexuality is great, the opposite of the host, not only take the initiative to cooperate with the son’s pumping, but also continue to change a variety of positions, and teach his son the skills of sexual intercourse.
And Mom held my prick and rimmed it at the beginning of the movie, but her eyes remained glued to the screen.
Just as the movie reached the point where the mother rolled over on her knees and raised her hips on the bed, asking her son to penetrate her from behind, the mom got up and knelt on the couch like her mother on the screen, raising her hips and exposing her pubic hair-covered pussy.
Come on, Joon, follow suit.
I immediately understood and lifted my prick with a plop and thrust it into my mom’s pussy in response.
Ah…ah…good…son…mom is so…comfortable…I guessed right…this position…is really wonderful! …ah …. So exciting… The mother on the TV screen was screaming, and my mom was desperately lusting, lustfully intertwining into an indescribable picture.
The excitement is just extraordinary.
Ah…ah…zip…zip…ah…ah…zip…zip…zip…mom…you’re great! …how…could you come up with this…idea…so good…so good…then the mother on the screen turned sideways and raised her right leg over her son, whose prick was inserted from the side.
Mom…come…I followed suit and changed positions, but the couch wasn’t wide enough, so I simply lifted Mom’s right leg right on the floor.
Plunging back into mom’s pussy with a plop.
Ah…ah…hmmm…Jun…this position…also beautiful…ah…zi…zi …dear son…mom loves it…good …… for you to fuck to death…mom…you’re great…so slutty …my son loves it…are you comfortable…ah…mmm…mom is comfortable…mom is so comfortable…being fucked by my own son is so comfortable! … fast … again … due to the position, not suitable for rapid pumping, just at this time the mother and son on the screen changed back to the normal position, I promptly lifted up the mother’s other leg, both on the shoulders, and pumped violently.
Good…ah…mom wants…son…mom wants to…fuck me…faster…faster…ah… . Ah…at this time I again with the drama plot, the whole hold mom up, mom with legs clamped on my waist, I stand up to suspend pumping mom’s pussy.
Ah…ah…zip…zip…my dear son…the video didn’t…didn’t lie…it’s really so comfortable…ah …mom’s pussy…almost…can’t go any further…ah…oh my god…son…mom is flying…it seems to be flying… …ah…oh god…almost…almost out…ah…ah…out…out …to you…dear son…mom leaked out…I stopped pumping and mom’s legs were still tightly clamped around my waist.
The mother and child on the TV seemed to have finished before us and had changed to another screen.
Good son, can you put mom down now? I gently put her down and gently withdrew my prick as well.
Ah…gently…gently…mmmm…the pussy is quite sensitive after an orgasm.
Mom, are you comfortable? Jun, Mom is comfortable. Thank you! Mom kissed me.
Mom, Mom, your screams are so exciting to me! I’m so satisfied too.
But, haven’t you ejaculated yet? Mom, actually, my pleasure lies in the process of intercourse with mom, not the end, you understand? Otherwise, masturbation would be fine, why do you need intercourse? Really? As long as you’re really satisfied.
Mom, seriously, you really haven’t had sex in the last ten years or so? But how come you have so many ideas for sex? Idiot! Why would mom lie to you? Of course! Mom’s business is to socialize outside, there are always many big bosses in pursuit, but as long as I am close to those well-dressed, hair full of oil men, no matter how much perfume they sprinkled on their bodies, I can always smell that stench on their bodies, and no matter how they try to hide it, that kind of lustful appearance can’t be covered up, and mom feels disgusted when she looks at it, but for the sake of the business, I still have to socialize with them, alas! Mom, I’m really sorry.
I kissed my mom’s hair lovingly.
Toshi, in these ten years mom also relied on masturbation to solve her needs, only, until today, she didn’t fully realize that the difference between masturbation and real intercourse is simply a hundred thousand miles.
You know what? It’s not that Mom has a lot of ideas, it’s that Mom gets her orgasms from sexual fantasies, too.
Oh! So…who do you usually fantasize about? Oops! Why are you asking me that, kid? Mom is whining again.
Tell me, I want to know.
I also made an effort to mess with her.
Well…it’s okay to tell you…but…I’m afraid…I’m afraid…afraid of what…tell me…I promise I won’t eat cool.
No…it’s not that…it’s just that…ugh…well…originally mom wanted to keep it a little secret, but forget about it…maybe…maybe…God’s will! …Well, Joon, when I saw the contents of your diary, actually…actually mom wasn’t so much shocked as she was happy and overwhelmed with excitement.
Because…because once when you were in junior high school, mom accidentally saw your…your cock and was shocked, I didn’t think you were only fourteen and that thing was that big, mom couldn’t help but masturbate in her room. Mom…you mean…the object of your sexual fantasy is me…cheating! You’re such a fool, the first time you masturbated with mom’s panties that year, you ejaculated so much that mom’s panties were dirty, and you didn’t clean them before you put them back, can’t you see it when mom keeps it close to her own body? Another time you wore mom’s panties to bed and forgot to take them off, when mom woke you up in the morning, she found that the lace net on the panties had been torn by you, and the next day she thought she had put them back without realizing it, what a fool. Being told by mom about her own adolescence, I couldn’t help but be a bit dumbfounded.
Mom originally thought that it was just a natural phenomenon of puberty of boys, since then a few years mom began to be busy with her career, and didn’t care to observe it again, even if a few panties would be missing occasionally, she didn’t pay any attention to it, and thought that it would be fine if you went through puberty, but after reading your diary on that day, I realized that the heart of your love for your mom has not been changed, and on the contrary, it is even more intense, and it has aroused my…my sexual fantasies of you again! Sexual fantasies, in fact, since that time when I fantasized about you raping mom and getting an orgasm, mom has already gotten used to you, and every time I think about you, if you don’t believe me, mom will show you something and you will understand. Mom said and stroked my prick again until yesterday, it was the second time I saw your prick, it’s thicker and bigger again than when I was in junior high school. Mom, from now on we won’t need to masturbate to get rid of it, will we? Of course, Mom doesn’t need to rely on her hands and fantasies to satisfy herself when she has a son who loves me so much and is so…good at…thrusting. Mom said and took my prick in one bite.
Mom…wait…wait…what did you say you were going to show me? You wait a minute. Mom let go of my prick and went into the room.
I usually went through my mom’s cupboard where she kept her bras and panties, but I didn’t know she had so many secrets.
A moment later mom came out with three books in her hand.
Alas! Joon, we’re a perfect match, mother and son. Guess what this is? I then guessed, diary, mom’s diary…could it be…oh my god! Could there be such a thing? Joon, you’ve only written one, but mom has written three over the years. Don’t you think we’re a taciturn pair, mother and son? Mother and son diary (4 – end) I casually opened one of the books, the date is my freshman year, it reads: Xiaojun, mom last night again leak, your thick dick hard into the mother’s pussy, oh, so beautiful, mom how much I hope that this is not a fantasy, it is true …… I opened another newer book, the date is just last week, it reads: Xiaojun! You said you don’t have a girlfriend, I don’t believe you, you’re in such a good position, I don’t believe you don’t have a girlfriend, I’m so jealous, I don’t want to let you go, I love you, will you look down on me? I love you, will you look down on me? I think there is something wrong with my mom’s mind. I am so afraid that you will find out about this, but I want you to know about it.
Come and hug mom! Mom crazy love you, mom willing to give you, mom’s body has long been given to you, waiting for you, so hope that you will come in one day, strip mom’s clothes, like mom’s heart wants, with your prick to possess me, possessing mom, raping mom, inserting into mom’s pussy ………. Seeing this I raised my head to look at mom, her face was already flushed with a blush, shy with affection and winking at my reaction.
Our mother-son understanding had reached such a level that no more words were needed, and I lifted my mom’s chin, who then closed her eyes as I kissed her wet, dripping lips.
Mmm…zip…mmm…zip…Mom’s tongue enthusiastically slipped into my mouth and stirred, and then a moment later, she sucked my tongue into her mouth, both arms and legs, wrapped tightly around my body.
Mmm…mmm…mmm…hoo…Being kissed passionately by my mom’s initiative is a whole different feeling than going to kiss her myself, and I fully feel her love and desire.
The kiss lasted nearly ten minutes before mom reluctantly left my lips, but it also aroused our desire again.
We said no more, we exchanged a look, mom rolled over on the diagnostic pillows, arched her hips and spread her thighs, letting me see her pink pussy more clearly, so beautiful, so beautiful, completely white and red and fresh, unlike the kind of black and ugly pussy in pornographic pictures, mom’s pubic hair was soft and thin and thick, touching it felt as comfortable as the grass of the Rhine, I lowered my head in ecstasy and kissed it, licked it, and Just when mom couldn’t stand it anymore, I held mom’s plump buttocks, and with a plop, I inserted my prick into mom’s dripping pussy.
On this day, my mom and I fucked non-stop, my mom leaking again and again, and because she told me that today was a safe day, she also had no qualms about shooting her semen inside her vagina, dousing her uterus, the place that had once given birth to me.
Mom’s bold lewd cries never seemed to break, shouting every lewd word she knew, and with my guidance, it was even more lewd to the extreme.
Such a woman, my own mother, a completely liberated sexual partner, I was already sure in my heart that the extreme pleasure of intercourse was all here, what more could I ask for from a heavenly beauty? Our mother and son’s sexual intercourse, until ten o’clock in the evening before it came to an end, our obscene liquid are almost dried up, the sofa, the floor, my mother and my bed, there are traces of obscenity everywhere, especially in my bed scattered with my mother and I after intense sexual intercourse after the fall of the pubic hairs.
After a snack we cuddled up together as mother and son.
When I opened my eyes the next morning, the first thing I saw was a set of plump ass cheeks, wearing a pair of narrow pink boxers that were tightly wrapped around a bulge of flesh that was deep into a cleft in the center.
Oh…mom…morning …. Ann’s mom was straddling my body and sucking on my prick, and I woke up to her doing so.
Mmmm…morning…boy…mmmm…mom finished and took it in again.
I let my mom have her way, just reaching out with both hands to hold her plump ass toward my face, and also started licking and fingering the slit through my boxers.
Mom…didn’t you say…starting today…resume the usual mode of getting along? Mom forgot that today is Sunday. From now on, Sundays are not part of the agreement, and vacation days belong to us.
Okay? Mom rolled over on top of me.
Of course! I’m begging for it.
It was another beautiful morning and we had breakfast only after another wild fuck.
On this day we tidied up the house and mom moved all her underwear into my room and then played a game with me where she pulled several long strings in my room and then called me out.
It took a moment before I was called in, and as soon as I entered the room I was greeted by a spectacular sight.
It turned out that mom had hung up all her panties one by one, and I counted at least a hundred pairs of various colorful and sexy panties.
Mom’s quirky tricks are so many, and really this is just one of the many tricks she uses to increase the love between mother and son.
It was only after my mom told me that these were also part of her company’s business.
I only knew that my mom’s company was an importer/exporter of garments, but I didn’t realize that it even included women’s underwear, so it’s no wonder that she was able to own so many fancy underwear.
After mom’s introduction, I realized that so few pieces of fabric, there is such a big difference, mom wears panties are high-grade quality material, a value from hundreds of dollars to thousands of dollars have, yesterday especially for me to buy that set of red underwear surprisingly more than 8,000 dollars, I was curious to touch repeatedly, and other similar types of panties under comparison, only to know that really in the tactile feel of the world of difference, how to knead does not have a wrinkle mark.
And actually, my mom had an ulterior motive for introducing this to me, which I didn’t realize until the next morning.
Mom even acted as a model when she introduced it to me, wearing it one by one to show me, and when she asked me to try to touch its texture, I was caressing mom while feeling it.
That feeling is so intoxicating.
This day in addition to mom constantly changing panties and bras, we are almost all day is completely naked together and mom in order to fear that I will later get tired of looking at her body, but also in order to maintain the pleasure of seduction, always keep a set of underwear at any time in the body, in fact, mom’s views I am quite agreeable to, hidden temptation, is definitely more exciting than completely naked.
Later on, mom left one set to wear on her body, the rest were put away one by one folded neatly, bra and panties separated into a dozen stacks, placed in my bookshelf above.
But what puzzled me was that she also labeled the front of each stack with a 1…2…3…4…5 ….. I asked her why, but she mischievously said only two words secret …… secret.
Before going to bed we still had intense sex before going to our separate rooms to sleep.
The next day, we all kept our promise, and after my mom woke me up, she went to work as usual.
I was about to leave the house after freshening up and closing up when I suddenly thought of my new secret with my mom…journaling.
After my mom disclosed her secret diary to me yesterday, she said to me: Jun, from now on, we mother and son will use that newly bought diary as our secret, and my mom has promised you that every day…all to you…to you …. Oops! I can’t say it! It’s good that you understand.
But mom is also worried that you have sex with mom every day, the body will not be able to withstand, women and men are different, the man’s semen water is not enough, the spirit will not be good, and then …. Mom loves the feeling of your warm semen shooting into mom’s body, every month in the future, mom will write my cycle on your desk calendar, the safe period, you can rest assured that you can shoot in mom’s … the … pussy, but when you ovulate you have to wear a condom to be able to do it, mom can’t get pregnant now, wait for a few years! Mom can’t get pregnant now. After a few years, when she finishes her business and we are far away from the city, she won’t be afraid, OK? But mom can’t buy you a condom, so go buy it yourself and put some more away.
Mom leaves a message in our journals every day. How to do it, you’ll see when you read the message.
Thinking of what mom said, I rushed back to my room to open the diary on the table, only to see a new page wrote: Jun, for the sake of your body, mom is going to come up with a puzzle to you, after mom will leave a message every day will come up with a puzzle to you, like a scavenger hunt, you follow the message instructions to solve the puzzle, solved, mom will only give you the body, can not be solved or over time is not counted … … see here I really admire mom to be in charge of a company for many years, after all, is not an ordinary woman, not only ideas and always let the unexpected. … see here I really admire mom, can be in charge of a company for so many years, after all, is not the average woman, ideas not only more and always let a person unexpected, more importantly, she made our mother and son sex life between the interest, I can not help but sigh, if this world couples can be half of the interest of the mother, and how there will be a spouse! If I could have a woman like mom, what more could I ask for?
I then proceeded to read on.
…… Well, today’s puzzle is – Northern Hemisphere, 75, Southern Hemisphere, 18 – that’s it, dear son, go on a treasure hunt! Oh, my God! What’s this? North? South? East? West? But there’s no map with these coordinates! I’m still trying to figure it out when I leave the house.
I re-filtered yesterday’s events during my lunch break to see if I could pick up any clues.
Mom’s really slick, too. What a topic! Suddenly, it hit me.
I couldn’t wait to get home in the afternoon and go into my room to see Mom’s masterpiece from yesterday, the rows and rows of labeled numbered underwear, the northern hemisphere referring to the top bra, 75 being the fifth in the seventh row, and the southern hemisphere being the boxers in the bookcase below, 18 being the eighth in the first row.
Sure enough, I pulled out the fifth bra in the seventh row first, and there was a note clipped inside that said, 21:00 time found.
I took out the eighth panty in the first row, an extremely provocative black lace panty with the same note inside that said, “Do you like this panty?” Mom will wear it for you. Mom will wear it for you. Kitchen told me to bring this panty to the kitchen at 9pm.
When mom came back, I deliberately pretended to look anxious, the table from time to time to mom to cast a look for help, mom still did not break the agreement, just in the packing dishes, gently pinched my nose said stupid! Finally, it was almost nine o’clock, and I saw my mom walk into the kitchen, put the panties into her pocket, and then followed into the kitchen. As soon as I entered the kitchen, I spoke up first and said, “Mom, I’m so hungry, do you have anything to eat? I saw my mom’s original pleasure at seeing me go in, but it turned into disappointment.
Okay, you wait outside first, I’ll cook something for you.
Mom seemed to even sound frustrated.
Just as Mom turned around to turn on the stove, I pulled out the boxer briefs, wrapped my arms around her from behind, and flashed them in front of Mom.
Good! You bully mom…deliberately teasing people…bad…mom a burst of joy straight hair pout.
Mom, you’re so smart, how can your son be stupid! Jun…mom has faith in you, but…you’re so bad! You’ve been teasing mom all night, making her worry.
Who told you to come up with such weird questions? Okay, keep your word! I handed over my boxers to my mom.
Mom took her clothes off one by one right in front of me before putting on those black lace panties.
After we had a caress, I turned my mom’s body, slid my boxers down to my thighs, spread her legs, took hold of my prick, and plunged it into her pussy with a plop from behind.
Ah…my own son…mom loves you…so smart…worthy of being…ah…mom’s own son…hmmm…do it! …solved the puzzle…mom is…her own son’s…pussy…ah…pussy is so beautiful…ah…her own son …your rod is so thick…so long…ah…topped inside…ah…you topped mom so comfortable ….. Ah…ah…do it…fuck mom hard…mom loves it when you fuck me …… inserted for a while, we switched from standing to mom kneeling on top of the floor tiles, and then a while later I held mom again to the the sink and pumped hard.
With that, my mom and I completed another erotic and pleasurable fuck.
Before I went to bed, I was filled with anticipation for another wave tomorrow.
With this kind of challenging and exciting eroticism, we, mother and son, were happy to make love day after day.
Of course, it’s not really every day. Sometimes when she’s not feeling well or is too tired from work, even though she’s still testing me on the same questions as promised, I’ll pretend that I can’t guess so she can take a break.
And Mom certainly understood, and felt a nesting feeling for my compassion and thoughtfulness.
The intense love between us, mother and son, has long since ceased to be the usual love between a man and a woman for the sake of sex.
Still, I’m really impressed with my mom’s endless ideas, sometimes simple, sometimes difficult, but she really goes to great lengths for the love of life.
Simple ones, for example, once she only wrote ice in her diary, I found an ice box in the freezer, dissolved the small ice cubes in it, and then found a note written with a grease pencil inside one of the cubes, which read: “These ice cubes are not enough to extinguish the fire of love between mother and child, mom needs you, 10:00 p.m., mom will wait for you in your room.” The more difficult ones were quite impressive, for example, one time mom wrote in her diary: X-102300:56:38 I was puzzled. For example, once mom wrote in her diary: X-102300:56:38 I couldn’t figure out what X-1023 stood for, and what time was it, 00:56:38? Is that the time? 12:56:38 p.m.? No way, I still have to solve X-1023 first.
I ended up looking for sex because of the X. I finally found a video of a slutty mother in a pile of tapes on a bookshelf, and the number on it was X-1023, so 00:56:38 would be the broadcast time.
So I rewound the VCR to zero and pressed fast forward, and the numbers on the VCR spun rapidly until I pressed pause at 00:56:38, and I saw the subtitles: Tattoo, Mom’s waiting for you in her room, come on! That’s the scene in the movie where the mother is courting her son.
Puzzle games such as these make me feel willing to solve them even if I can’t, but even more thrilled when I do.
There was even one instance where the mystery was only solved when the time was up.
That time my mom’s message only had the letters PC, of course I immediately associated it with the computer, so as soon as I got home, I turned on the computer to find the answer, but after searching through all the various types of erotic pictures and articles I’d collected, it still wasn’t there.
Then it occurred to me to use the date to find it, and it’s possible that Mom created a new text file and hid it inside that directory.
So I’m locking the date to the last few days, but I’m afraid my mom will change the date after she types it up.
I finally found one, but it was a directory, not an archive. It was a directory called MyDe, which I excitedly opened, only to find a bunch of subdirectories starting with a. After going through all of them, I realized that only the arS directory had anything in it, and the others were all empty.
I thought to myself, “I don’t know how many layers of subcategories my mom has set up, but the answer is going to come eventually.
I finally opened the last directory called irty and it had a text file in it.
Finally solved it, but when I opened this text file I saw the words written in it: come on! Almost there! Oh, my God! What the hell! I tried to find the clues again, but it was still useless. I couldn’t help but curse Microsoft’s Win95 system, so I left the Win95 screen and jumped to the bottom of Dos to look for them again. When I went back in one by one and found nothing, I suddenly found a string of words on the screen: c: mydearsonmomwantyoufuckmeinbath. mydearsonmomwantyoufuckmeinbathroomatseven-thirty I had an idea and copied it down and then went back to Win95 because the directories under Win95 can be case-sensitive, but you can’t see them under Dos.
I then combined all the directories and came up with: c:MydearSonMomWantYouFucKMeinBathRoomatSeven-thirty and spaced it out with: My Dear Son. Mom Want You Fuck Me in Bathroom, at Seven-thirty. genius! Genius! Mom is a genius.
I realized that the time was just 7:30, and my mom had just touched my head playfully before going in to say cheer up! I immediately stripped off my clothes and pushed open the bathroom door, but my mom was sitting next to the bathtub fully clothed and smiling at me.
Have fun! Mom said with a mischievous grin.
Mom, you Grinch! I picked her up and started to undress her.
Son, will you help me take a bath? Yes! I undressed my mom and started to rub soap all over her body, and then I applied soap to my erect penis as well.
After I finished applying the soap, without saying a word, I held my mom’s plump ass and inserted my prick into her pussy from behind and started pumping it.
Ah…mmm…ah…Mom held the tub with both hands and looked back at me from time to time, with winks and deep looks.
Ah…Jun…good son…you…help mom wash…bathe…or wash mom’s pussy like this…only a few pumps, from mom’s pussy, as she pumped in and out and brought out a lot of bubbles, a moment later our bottom was almost completely covered with soap bubbles. A few strokes in, from mom’s pussy, as she pumped in and out, many bubbles were brought out, and for a while, our bottom was almost completely covered by soap bubbles.
Ah…Jun…is it ready? …Mom…it’s ready…ah…I understand what mom means, this scene is something we’ve read together in a novel.
The son is in the bathroom with a soapy dildo, penetrating his mom’s anus for anal sex.
I know my mom has been jumping at the chance to find out what that feels like.
Mom, you have to bear with me! Mom wants to give me her anus, and maybe it’s another way of showing her love, that women want to give their first time to their most beloved.
I withdrew my prick from my pussy and lifted it upward, gently pressing it against the nest of daisy buds.
Here we go…Mom…I pushed my glans in gently along with the lubrication of the soap.
Ah…it hurts…it hurts…stop…stop…mom hissed in pain.
I stopped right away, when in reality only one glans had gone in.
Mom, seeing as you’re so hard, let’s not, okay? I said about to pull out.
Don’t…good son…it’s okay…it’s just like a girl breaking her melon…it’ll be over in a while…besides…mom really wants to give her first time…and even every time after that…to my beloved son…you’ll be patient…you’ll come slowly…mom will be patient…you’ll be patient…you’ll be patient…you’ll be patient…you’ll be patient…you’ll be patient…you’ll be patient…you’ll be patient. every time in the future…to my most beloved son…take your time…mom will be patient…come on…push it in slowly again…okay! Since mom said so, I slowly pushed in further.
Mmm…ah…ah…gently…gently…mom was holding back extremely.
I thought to myself that maybe it was like tearing Salon Bass, the more slowly you do it the more it hurts, so I pushed harder against all odds.
Ah…Toshi…you’re bad…the prick had gone all the way inside mom’s anus.
This feeling of being tightly surrounded by walls of flesh was really very comfortable.
After a while…Jun…mom finally gave you her first time…mom will always be yours from now on…are you comfortable? Mom, I’m comfortable, but I don’t want you to suffer like this. I won’t…come on…you twitch and see…mom is getting a little itchy there…so I started pumping.
Mmm…mmm…mom…it’s starting to feel a little bit…ah…it’s a little bit numb…but…ah…it’s a little bit comfortable again …ah…strange…son…your meat stick in mom’s ass…but…mom’s pussy…so comfortable… Ahh…I pumped and pumped my fingers down into mom’s pussy and rubbed her pussy core.
Ah…so…so beautiful…good son…this feeling…so exciting…God…God…Jun! …mom…mom’s two holes…both of them are fucked by you…ah…ah…son…my dear son…mom is going crazy! …You’re so good…so good at thrusting…After pumping for a while, I suddenly pulled out and thrust back into mom’s pussy.
Ah…Jun…don’t you like mom…the new pussy…mom…I love it…but you have two pussies now…both of them need to be fed …to be fair…ah…mmmm…such a dear son of mine…mom loves you…a dear mom loves a dear son…no…it’s not …it’s pro-mom’s…pussy loves pro-son’s meat stick insertion…ah…ah…it’s so beautiful…my prick shuttles back and forth between the two flesh holes, inserting the top for a while and the bottom for a while.
Stuck mom so hard she almost fainted.
Finally I went all out and shot my cum inside my mom’s pussy.
Ah…there it goes…mom gave it to you…mom climaxed at the same time.
Our sex life between mother and son, thanks to mom’s painstaking love-making, not only didn’t get tired of it, but it got sweeter and sweeter.
And because of the proper adjustment, we never showed anything unusual even when we went out together, and my mom would often give me special appreciation for letting me fuck her without having to solve a riddle when we got back from our outings.
We didn’t intend to go far to get married, for one thing, our tacit understanding kept us from being suspected, and for another, mom said that once we were married we weren’t mother and son, but husband and wife, and incestuous intercourse between mother and son, we were both enjoying the thrill of that departure from the morals of the world, and so to have intercourse in the name of pro-mother and son was more exciting than the relationship of husband and wife, and we both loved the thrill, and both of us bled incestuous blood.
Then we used our summer vacation to plan a month-long trip, and about that trip, how we had wild sex on the beach at night in one of Taiwan’s famous places.
How to lift your mom’s skirt and penetrate her pussy in a train toilet at some off-beat hour.
And how we left traces of our mother-son love in major restaurants and hotels is another story ………….