At a very young age she had already lost her happy career as a teenager and was pregnant and had children to live the life of a wife and mother.
That’s when Dad seduced and raped Mom at a bonfire when she was fifteen taking her virginity and conceiving me.
And a year after their wedding my sister was born.
The father worked in the mines and was quite a macho man.
He got into the drinking habit after he rose to a minor chief and often drank until he was unconscious and was helped to bed by his mother, me and the rest of the family.
But he didn’t scold the people in the house when he drank too much, so, in connection with other things, it can be said that he was actually good to mom, and it was obvious that mom loved dad, too, but I often felt that mom always had a slightly melancholic look in her eyes.
Of course, during that period, I didn’t understand exactly why my mom was unhappy.
Our family’s situation was upper-middle class compared to other families, and my mom never had to go out to work to finance the family’s expenses.
Whenever I had the chance, I used to help my mom with her chores.
Dad was always at the mine, which gave me more time to be close to Mom.
She would often come to me for help with things; and I, for my part, would often find ways to make her happy.
I could tell that mom liked having me around her, which somewhat alleviated the strain of running the house and the loneliness and emptiness of dad’s absence.
Dad was always leaving early and coming home late, and he came back drunk eight or nine times out of ten.
I think that romance has long since moved away from their marriage, and most of the time he is either busy doing work or in meetings and then drinking, in which case mom is often lonely.
Still, I’m sure Dad cares about Mom, and they sometimes joke around with each other or tease each other, but most of the time they’re always silent together.
I started working after high school and, at the same time, got a job driving a cab for someone else, hoping to have extra money to subsidize my family.
But then I wouldn’t have time for girlfriends or the socializing that normal young boys are so keen on.
It’s not much special in my life, sometimes it’s good, sometimes it feels bad, it’s just like a normal person.
In the evenings, when the rest of the family had gone to bed, my mom and I used to sit together at the kitchen table and talk, and I knew that my mom loved having me with her, and as time went on, my mom and I became very close, and she would even hug me and whisper to me that my presence was like the sunshine that shone in her life.
I was a precocious child and knew a good deal of what at my age should have been just some hazy male/female stuff.
When I had just turned sixteen, I began to look at my mother with a new set of eyes, and I realized that she was, in fact, a woman, and a very beautiful one at that.
Mom’s hair was dark and trim.
When she lowered her bun, her hair fell straight down to her waist like a black waterfall.
She has a well-built body with full breasts, beautiful eyes, delicate and fair skin, and although she has had two children, she still has an attractive waist and hips.
We both talk about almost everything when we talk, I tell my mom about my favorite celebrities, and she tells me about things that happened before she got married.
She still talks about those carefree days, but mom told me that she doesn’t regret her marriage because it gave her the most important thing in her life that is her pair of children and especially me who she adores.
Mom was a very attractive woman to me.
So I touched my mother’s body consciously or unconsciously when no one else was around, consciously praising her figure and highly complimenting her looks, saying that she was still a very attractive woman despite having us children.
These overtures usually make mom blush, but accept them with a smile.
Then later, when I came home every day, I always brought her some flowers or some desserts, and when I had a Sunday off, I asked my mom to go out and watch a movie with me.
In the theater, consciously or unconsciously, I always leaned towards my mother’s body, or held her warm jade hand, and after that, when she wasn’t paying attention, I quickly climbed onto her shoulders.
At this point, mom would naturally lean back and rest her head on my shoulder.
I know that my mom looks forward to the days when I take her to the movies, and after I’ve seen a movie, I like to sit with her for a while at a little park nearby, where we can look out over the whole town at night and say playful, intimate things to each other.
One day, my mom said to me: “Son, you should talk to someone, right? You’re about to turn seventeen.
At this point, I did not think about the consequences, directly said: Mom, I do not want to marry another woman, I just want to be with you forever, Mom obviously ate a shock, incredibly turned his head and stared at me.
After a moment, her trance-like gaze moved silently into the distance again.
I feel very guilty, pulled her to my chest, tightly embraced, mom’s two unusually full breasts tightly pressed against my cheeks, so that my heart surging, mom whispered: son, let’s go home.
After this incident, my mom stopped promising to go to the theater with me again and told me that I should find a girl my age to go to the movies with.
This Tuesday, with the rest of the family out of town, I begged and pleaded with my mom once again.
Surprisingly, she didn’t say anything, just nodded.
I was ecstatic and went up to my mother and hugged her, she didn’t refuse and gently leaned her head on my shoulder.
I stroked my mother’s pink back silently but very gently, sliding my hands gently over her snowy shoulders and back while she moved and leaned against my shoulder.
I leaned down and kissed my mother’s slender, lovely snowy neck, her earlobes, then slowly moved up her face, and finally, I bravely planted my lips on my mother’s lips.
Mom did not push me away, when her soft lips finally responded, I was so happy that I was about to jump up and down, after that, the flowers that I brought back to my mother could always be exchanged for a gentle kiss on my cheek, when we were alone, mother and son, the long-lost embrace is back; and unlike before, I can now boldly caress my mother’s back, and occasionally kissed her plump lips.
Every Sunday leading up to the date, Mom quickly changed back to her old self, again, impatient and seemingly fidgety.
My sister noticed and laughed and asked why she couldn’t sit still like that, to which my mother simply said she was going to the movies with her son.
Sunday night, mom was wearing a very sexy outfit.
Despite having two children, her figure was still slim as a young girl’s, and the dress, though not very tight, worked well, and against her full breasts and plump buttocks, all of mom’s nearly forty but still petite figure was skillfully baked out.
With a thin application of powder, my mom looked very young and I was immediately overwhelmed by her intimidating beauty.
On the way to the theater, my mom was the center of all the male eyes in town, and it made me proud to be the son of man to be exposed to a pair of awestruck gazes.
The movie that night was a romantic romantic drama, and as usual, it was natural for me to put my hand on my mom’s shoulder, who did the same with her head resting on my shoulder.
I kissed her cheek from time to time.
After the movie, we went back to the same park we always go to, and outside, the temperature was cooler.
Mom volunteered to snuggle into my arms.
Happiness is in the heart.
A pair of my mother’s soft palms caressed my cheeks, my mother cupped my face and softly said, I’m so glad I gave birth to a good son who loves me so much, I smiled and pulled my mother into my arms and hugged her tightly.
Unable to withstand the passion within me, I suddenly bent my head down and kissed my mother’s rosy lips furiously, regardless.
Mom didn’t move, just leaned passively into my arms, her body trembling slightly.
I kissed her pouty lips desperately, my joy and possession growing.
Suddenly, mom opened her otherwise closed teeth and her fragrant tongue spat out, intertwining fiercely with mine.
With great joy in my heart, I sucked hard on my mom’s tongue and swallowed her fragrant juices in big gulps.
My excited tongue roamed her mouth with abandon.
Mom couldn’t help but gasp as I kissed her furiously.
Seizing this opportunity for a breakthrough, I kissed this beautiful woman in my arms, my birth mother, wildly.
From her face, full eyes, moonlike nose, around to her snow-white erection, glistening earlobes, and then back to her mom’s warm red lips, picking up her lilac tongue and wantonly playing with it.
I gave it a first try, exploring with my tongue the areas of mom that had never been explored by dad.
Mom had probably never been kissed by a man like this before, and the lust in her heart was slowly ignited.
She moved from her initial passivity to responding to me with the same passion, kissing me.
And so, we hugged and kissed for a long time.
It was not until we were out of breath that we reluctantly parted, gazing fondly at each other.
The passion in my heart was not quieted for a long time.
Mom turned her head unexpectedly and whispered, We should go home, and I reluctantly drove home, Mom still naturally resting her head on my shoulder.
Through the rearview mirror, I sneak a glimpse of my mom with a joyful smile at the corner of her mouth.
The passion in me was rekindled and I decided to take a bolder course of action.
I suddenly pulled over to the side of the road, put the brakes on the car, to the face is full of shocked unspeakable mother, once again wantonly wildly kissed her delicate lips, at the same time resolutely reached out to her chest, through the material of the clothes tentatively kneaded the mother’s infants who once nurtured me, and is still full and rounded breasts.
Being a man, especially his own son suddenly caressing breasts, have many years of experience in married life mom know what will happen below, she can not accept a moment in the heart, the body shook violently, violently pushed me away, gasping: son, we are mother and son, can not do this.
However, despite her objections, I used the small space inside the car to forcefully press over and rekiss those red lips that were still in lust, using my tongue to block out all the words she was going to say, while at the same time, my right hand probed into my mom’s clothes, lifting up the bra and rubbing her plump breasts hard.
Mom’s mature female breasts felt great in her hands, heavy with two globes of flesh that twisted into various shapes and elasticity under my pressure.
Her nipples also slowly stood up under the strong stimulation of my palms, and after feeling the long-lost sexual stimulation, mom changed from her original refusal to struggle, to gradually let out sweet hums, and began to respond passionately to my kisses.
I had been playing with my mom’s breasts for a while, and I couldn’t hold myself back any longer when I was about to attack her lower body.
Mom suddenly broke away from my embrace, lowered her head, and commanded, Son, it’s time for us to go home.
Looking at my mother, whose cheeks were scarlet and whose shoulders were slightly trembling, I answered with reluctance and exemption.
By the time he arrived home, the house was silent, all the others had gone to bed.
As usual, I think Dad must have gotten drunk again.
So I didn’t wait to walk into the downstairs living room and started to wrap my arms around my mom again and kiss her red lips frantically.
At first, Mom protested, Don’t do that, you’ll wake the others.
Mom, we’re just kissing, what if someone wakes us up, what if we’re found out, suddenly, I thought of an idea and whispered, “Mom, go to my room, we can lock the door, dad must be drunk already, he won’t know where you’ve been.
There was silence for a few seconds, and I almost thought my mom was going to turn around and leave, yet surprisingly, she sighed and nodded, finally giving in to my unreasonable demands as a son.
Wait for me in your room. I’ll check on your dad and come over.
In my room, I was walking around anxiously when the door was gently pushed open and my mom walked in, gently closing the door behind her and sighing down, “Son, your dad’s drunk again.
I don’t think we should be doing this.
I don’t want to betray your father, Mom sighed quietly, standing beside me in sorrow and longing as she stared at my familiar and suddenly unfamiliar biological son.
I couldn’t help myself with the look on my mom’s face, and I smoothly embraced her, lay down on the bed, and began kissing her passionately.
She offered to kiss me back.
I knew my mom was going to be my closest love in the world as of tonight.
The kisses became hotter and hotter, and from underneath the thin cotton underwear, I felt my mother’s arousal.
My eager hands, busy trying to grope all of my mom’s body, one moment in front of me rubbing her breasts, picking and pinching her nipples, and the next moment behind me caressing her rounded buttocks, and slowly my mom’s body went from stiff to loose under my continued caresses.
Son, mommy’s scared. She’s still a little wary.
Mom, don’t be afraid, my son has grown up, I will love you well, Mom took the initiative and pressed herself against my strong chest and gently kissed her son’s cheek.
I trembling unbuttoned my mother’s blouse and quickly pulled it down, while kissing her lips more passionately, removed the blouse, my mother’s plump snowy breasts wrapped in a plain cotton bra, trembling as she breathed, very tempting, in the darkness, the naked skin is even more white.
I took a sharp breath and reached behind my mom’s back to unhook the bra.
For the first time, my mother’s mature and plump breasts were fully presented in front of my eyes, breast milk plump and round, nipples small and pink and tantalizing.
A scent of a ripe woman’s body hit her.
My mother had no intention of resisting these actions, just whispered: son, think of your father, think of the ancestors in the ancestral hall, this time, we mother and son have gone too far, I stuck to my mother’s lips, preventing her last hesitation.
Arms tightly embraced her, mom’s pair of towering breasts naked on my chest, nipple stimulation of my sexual nerves, I grunted, instinctively reached out to hold in the hand to rub them, only a moment, delicate nipple from the areola in the playful stand up, very lovely, charming, suddenly the feeling of childhood surged to my heart, I can not help but lower my head to suck hard to kiss the pink nipple, from time to time to stretch out the tip of the tongue licked, and sucked with the teeth bite lightly, and the nipple is very cute. I can’t help but lower my head and suck on the pink nipple, licking it gently with my tongue from time to time and sucking it with my teeth.
My mother’s body writhed underneath me as I teased her, letting out a series of grunting moans from time to time.
I lowered my head and kissed down to the small of her back, licking and tweaking the tiny belly button, thinking of the marvelous feelings like the ones our siblings had conceived in all those years ago.
Under the continuous close contact, mom seemed to feel joyful and unconsciously pushed her snow-white body towards me.
I licked away the beads of sweat oozing from my mother’s skin, savoring the slightly salty taste that made her let out a moan of joy that sounded almost like a cry beneath her, and following that, I began to stroke those long, slender legs up and down.
Mom’s thighs, like satin, were smooth and very soft to the touch.
Following the curve of my beautiful legs, my hand gradually moved up to the base of my mom’s thighs, where I felt her panties, which were a set with her bra, again all white cotton.
I focused on passionately kissing and slurping my mother’s fragrant lips, my tongue prying her lips apart, making her whimper obliviously in a series of passionate kisses, her entire body completely relaxing away, and without realizing it, slightly parting her legs, opening her most private pussy to me freely.
I can’t believe it.
My mother, the one who gave birth to me and raised me, is at this moment like a lily in full bloom, waiting for me to pick it.
Through the rough cotton cloth, I felt my way to the cracked opening of my mother’s pussy and gently rubbed it, and in no time at all, the white panties were leaking through with the nectar that was seeping out from the source.
I stood up and quickly stripped off my clothes, then slid down my mom’s body all the way to her crotch and buried my head in it.
Now, let me look forward to a long time mom’s pussy, from me close to the feet in length, but also scattered intoxicating ripe fragrance, it is separated by a thin layer of cotton cloth, hidden, occasionally through a few tantalizing pubic hairs.
I took a deep breath and buried my head between my mother’s legs, defiantly licking up her pussy flesh with my tongue through her panties, all the while taking in the gorgeous view of my beloved mother’s pussy from time to time.
My tongue pushed the tip of my mother’s panties into the honey-lip crevice and sucked hard on her uncontrollably oozing nectar through the fabric again.
Mom squirmed desperately under the stimulation of my tongue.
Then I took the sides of her panties and pulled them down, a move that sent a shock through her body.
She pushed my head away hard, trying to hold the last line of defense: I kissed her scented black hair, her watery eyes, and finally her lips again.
This time, Mom softened in my arms, then began to open her lips and kiss back, mother and son’s tongues entwining and sucking on each other.
When the time was right I reached down again and pulled down the last piece of my mother’s cloth of shame, and this time she didn’t put up any more resistance, but just instinctively reached down to the base of her thighs to try to block her son’s beastly sight as she exposed her bottom pussy.
I gently but firmly pulled away from my mother’s hand and gazed at the lush dark jungle of pink, quivering pussy flesh.
It was like I was in a dream world as my mom shyly turned her face away and I took the opportunity to leave my first lipstick on my loving mother’s clit and pussy lips.
Mom shuddered and pushed herself up, holding out her ample breasts and cupping my head for a gentle kiss.
I rubbed my mother’s clit with my hand while gently nibbling on her full breasts and pink nipples, my fingers sliding smoothly into my loving mother’s already wet pussy.
As if in a wet dream, mom’s pussy was so wet that I moved my mouth to the base of her thighs and kissed both of her labia, then upward, teasingly nibbling on her clit.
Stimulated by my full-body position, Fannie, my good mom, kept moaning in pleasure, reveling in the tidal wave of pleasure that her own son brought her.
After kissing for a while, his tongue pushed the two honey lips apart, breathing in the delicate scent of feminine lust, and occasionally lifting his head to admire the tantalizing view of his mother’s private parts.
I used my fingers to pull apart my mom’s labia to see a small pink opening above her vaginal opening, which turned out to be the place where she urinated.
Mom’s pussy emitted a burst of rich, tantalizing smell of mature womanhood, making me completely obsessed, and I flicked my tongue over every bit of Mom’s pussy flesh several times before sticking the tip of my tongue inside her vagina to scrape and lick the flesh of her vaginal walls, especially the labia minora surrounding her vagina.
My face was covered with the lustful fluids secreted by my loving mother’s passion, which made me feel doubly aroused.
Mom couldn’t help but scream out every time my slippery tongue moved to my loving mother’s most sensitive clit.
Then I inserted a finger into my vagina and started pumping it up fast, while still sucking and kissing her clit.
The ripe, middle-aged beauty, her breathing became more and more rapid as I kept on stimulating my clitoris, and my mom’s cunt flooded with lustful water, soaking my fingers in the slippery nectar.
I quickly pumped my fingers in my beloved mother’s vagina without stopping, and my fingers were added from one to two, finally, with a long, shrill cry that could not be suppressed, I only saw my mother arch her snow-white body, and then the whole person began to spasm.
Without hearing a word, I continued my stimulation of her, joyfully knowing that I had brought my loving mother to orgasm.
After a while, mom stood up and hugged me tightly, rubbing my chest with her firm breasts, gasping with shyness, whispering: son, mom has never been so happy in her life.
Mom gently wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me on the lips, while blushing, she reached down and took hold of my penis, slowly latching on, guiding her son’s penis to the base of her thighs and rubbing it up and down against her moist labia, I closed my eyes and my swollen glans touched my mom’s wet hole, bouncing with excitement, and I couldn’t wait to thrust in, as if to silently express her consent, my mom spread her thighs wide to the sides As if to silently express her consent, mom spread her thighs to the sides and placed my penis at the opening of her canal.
I gazed into the depths of her eyes, my mom was full of love, and I knew she had decided to give me her mind and body completely.
Finally, mom aimed my cock at her vaginal opening and I thrust into her in one smooth motion.
In a mom’s repressed moan of pleasure, I finally returned to the place where she gave birth to me and raised me, and I was immersed in immense happiness.
I felt my cock being tightly contained by my mom’s wet, warm vaginal opening and desperately needed to want to jerk, but I wanted to prolong this hard-won moment of bliss.
Because I know that when I want intercourse too much, I tend to ejaculate prematurely when I enter.
I thought that by thrusting into my mother’s body to calm down for a few moments before pumping, I would send my hard cock deep into the deepest part of my mom’s vagina every time, so that she could feel the superb sexual pleasure that she had never felt before when she had sex with her father, and she would need me and be away from me even more in the future.
And for a teenage boy my age, my cock was long and thick, and mom’s pussy was like the petals of a flower blooming for her son’s fiery fleshy shaft as I pushed into it.
Mom was also trying to raise her lower body as much as she could to meet my cock so that it could reach as deep as it could go into her vagina.
Despite having given birth to two children, Mom’s vagina was still tight, the muscles of her inner walls wrapping around my cock like a vice.
It makes me comfortable all the way around.
I can feel mom is still a little tight, I have to make mom let go of the heart, so I play my imagination, lying under me is spreading her legs to let me inserted mom, as I have always wanted to rape look like mom’s woman, so I hold mom’s buttocks, raise the penis vigorously thrust up, every time I let my penis root impact on the mom’s clitoris, mom in my savage pumping gradually Forget the constriction, let out a happy moan, hands began to non-stop in my naked back tenderly caress up, I with my kind of motherhood incest excitement more forceful pumping, especially when mom lifted her buttocks, legs crossed up behind me buckle my hips, I know that she is wanting me to deeper penetration.
I kept thrusting in and out of my mom, from time to time I used my lips to kiss her breasts and my tongue to lick her nipples, I felt an overwhelming excitement all over my body, my mom hugged me even tighter and often lifted her hips up to meet the rush of my cock, I straightened my legs and tensed up every nerve in my body so that my cock would get even harder.
I hold tight to love mother, make a strong deeper and mother intercourse, so hard to do ten minutes, mom once again long purring a whole body stiff, while clasping my buttocks, ten fingers hard embedded in my back, the penis in the vagina is also warm and tender meat tightly clamped, penis obviously feel the mother’s vaginal walls of rhythmic contraction of the walls of the flesh, a two, I know that the mother has arrived at an orgasm but I still do not stop! I know that mom has reached orgasm but I still don’t stop thrusting, the clamped penis continues to push in.
My glans felt a burst of warm, I know that is the mother’s obscenity in the outward spillage, mother’s tongue drilled into my mouth, crazy stirring the tip of my tongue, I feel the whole body’s cells are spread out, and then a tightening of the penis underneath a burst of hot water from the soles of the feet began to string upwards, the glans hole also burst of tingling.
I rushed to force again a few times, a hot stream of virgin semen on a stream and a stream of shot into the mother’s vagina, my whole body is weak and sore, gasping for breath lying on the mother’s body, not moving, not a moment, the penis will feel shot into the semen began to flow back out.
With that, Mom and I intertwined and caressed each other again, enjoying the afterglow of our orgasms.
After a while, my cock was hard again in mom’s pussy and I pumped gently.
This time, because it was more soothing, we lasted a long time and ended up climaxing together again.
This night, our mother and son together four times, in our last lingering after the mom pasted in my ear, shyly said to me: son, your good big and powerful ah, I and your father sex never had such an experience.
Mom had almost forgotten the last time she was as happy as this.
I’m so thankful that I can still enjoy this kind of fun even though I’m over 30 years old. Mom’s praise makes me feel proud of myself as a man.
My first time with Mom was more satisfying to her than all the times Mom and Dad had fucked since we were married.
No wonder mom was no longer attracted to dad, it was dad who couldn’t make mom enjoy orgasms anymore, I was secretly so proud of myself, mom and I kissed a little more and said some sweet things as she stood up and wiped her bottom clean.
Mom put her bra on and dressed, then quietly walked out of my room.
The next day, when I woke up, it was as if last night had dissipated like a fog.
As if nothing had happened last night, when the family sat around the table for breakfast, my mom acted surprisingly cold, not only not talking to me, but avoiding eye contact.
While my dad and sister left for work and school respectively, I stayed in my room under the pretext of not feeling well, playing with the white panties that were leaking my mom’s nectar and waiting in silence.
It wasn’t long after that that the door was opened and my mom walked in as I had hoped.
Glancing at the panties in my hand, mom’s face immediately blushed with shame and she quivered, Son, we can’t repeat last night’s sin.
Last night’s sensations did make me happy, and mom will always remember what we had, but after all, mom is a married woman and your own mother.
Besides, you’ll have to get married and have children later on to carry on our family’s legacy.
We can’t afford to do anything wrong again.
I protested loudly, while pulling her into my arms: I tried to kiss her, but mom turned her head and broke away from my arms, then shook her head, I can’t, son.
Mom’s eyes glistened with tears as she whispered, Just because you’re my son.
Mom’s tears had flowed, but she left me anyway, and from then on, the relationship between us cooled down, and I could tell that Mom’s decision had caused her pain as well, and as time rushed by, and months of futile efforts were made, I had almost given up hope of repairing our relationship.
Mom was busy looking for a date for me, contacting all the people she could find and asking them if they had any good girls; she also checked some messy books to see if we were compatible, and when we were, she arranged for us to meet.
I felt so much pain because the only woman I ever loved was my mother, yet she had to ruthlessly push me away from her.
In the end I chose a girl because, in my opinion, she looked a little like my mother, and a date was set for the engagement.
With this prospective daughter-in-law.
Something strange happened, my mom became not quite the same as she used to be with me, like a woman who was being jealous, and would try to rob me of the slightest mistake I made.
The next day, when there were only the two of us in the house, my mother said: son, Sunday we will go to see a movie again, okay, for our outing, my mother deliberately dressed up, I can hardly believe that this beautiful woman sitting next to me, is my mother.
After watching the movie and coming back to the place that was exclusive to the two of us, I once again took my mom into my arms, she didn’t refuse and we started kissing passionately.
My hands began to roam all over my mom’s body, and I could tell by her tightly clenched legs that she was already aroused.
We made out like that for about an hour before we parted ways.
By the time we got home, just like last time, my dad and sister were both long asleep.
Wait for me in your room. I’ll go check on your dad.
Mom said softly.
When she entered the room, I was already undressed and lying on the bed.
Mom turned and locked the door behind her and walked towards me as mother and son began their long, passionate kiss.
I almost roughly stripped my mom’s clothes off and pinned her down, kissing every inch of her delicate skin all over her body, long after lovingly playing and sucking on her ample breasts.
I gripped my mom’s round ass cheeks and pounded them hard.
Thinking that maybe it was the last time I would make love to my mom, I thrust with all my might to the end with each thrust.
My mother let me play with her body as much as I wanted, and she tried to accommodate me as I moved, tilting her head back and moaning lowly with each thrust of my cock, as if giving me wordless encouragement.
We tossed and turned on the bed, I tried to control myself from ejaculating to prolong the intercourse, desperately enjoying the pleasure of our mother-son intercourse.
We, mother and son, had no scruples at all at this point and were trying to enjoy the sexual pleasure of each other’s bodies in every possible way.
Sometimes mom straddled me and actively met my thrusts, other times it was me crawling behind her, penetrating her vagina with animal sex and playing with her breasts with my hands.
We kept changing positions, and after more than an hour of almost frenzied fucking, I finally let loose my hot semen into my mother’s warm, slippery cunt.
Mom climaxed at the same time in a chorus of petulant cries, her face filled with a satisfied, long-lost smile.
Son, you were great.
Mom couldn’t help but compliment me.
Mom, are you still going to force me to get married? With a few uneasiness, I asked her.
Son, mommy loves you, and as your wedding date gets closer and closer and mommy can’t stand it more and more, like she’s going crazy, I know I’m jealous, and mommy loves you more than anything in this world.
I have come to love you not only as a mother loves her son, but as much as a lover, and mama will never let you go from me in the future, not for a single second.
Mom murmured.
Embracing her mom again, she pressed and rubbed her rounded tits, causing a pair of full meatballs to gradually swell, then kissed her swollen nipples.
Mom clung to my back, rolled onto her back, adjusted her position, and sat crotched on my waist until her cock was buried all the way into her love nest, which was then kissed obliviously, wiggling her fat ass up and down.
Son, that’s great.
But our union must be a secret between us, mother and son, and neither your father nor your sister must know about it, or we could not be together.
Looking at the panting loving mother on top of her, with loving infatuated showy eyes.
Hands violently wrapped around the mother’s snow-white buttocks, vigorously thrust open, from slow to fast, from deep to shallow, straight into the mother’s vagina lewd water continue to gush out, but I do not have the slightest intention of shooting.
Ten minutes passed, an hour passed, suddenly, my mom’s whole body trembled, leaning forward over me.
Her lips quickly pressed against my mouth, her tongue twisting with mine like a madman, whimpers ringing in her mouth.
Knowing that my mom was close to orgasm, I quickly rolled over and pinned her underneath me, letting my cock pump rapidly inside her pussy.
Beautiful, plump mother body, with my penis thrusting, each time the mother’s whole body shaking, double breasts shaking, plump buttocks straight shake, two large pussy lips open and close to spit my penis freely and smoothly.
Seeing all this in front of me, how can I not love my real mom? Suddenly, my body was hugged tightly by my mom, and I strongly felt the violent contraction of my mom’s vaginal walls on the glans of my penis.
Her body was shaking with the contractions of her vagina, and as the waves of pleasure coursed through her body, mom finally whimpered.
At the same time, my cock poked hard into her womb, ejecting a massive amount of my semen inside, filling the love nest where my mother had birthed me with incestuous seeds.
After the frenzy, we hugged and caressed each other, mom’s lower body still attached to me and unwilling to separate.
After a long time she pushed me down on the bed and started kissing me all over my body, when she reached between my legs, mom resolutely took my penis into her mouth and licked and flicked my glans and crown groove with the tip of her tongue, and her fingers kept on fiddling with her penis, and I looked at my mom’s lewdness, and I kept on toying with her breasts in my hands.
Finally, with this lewd visual stimulation of my penis in the midst of my mom’s loving blowjob, I couldn’t hold back any longer and moaned as creamy white cum spurted wildly out of my mom’s mouth.
My beloved mother, the most loving mother in the world, didn’t mind her son’s semen being dirty at all, and with a charming smile on her face, she swallowed all of her son’s semen into her stomach, one mouthful at a time.
Seeing this, I fondly cupped my loving mother’s lips, which were covered in my cum, and kissed them hard, both our mother and son’s tongues sizzling as they sucked on each other, lubricated by my cum.
The next morning, we drove to the countryside, found a deserted wilderness meadow, stripped off the clothes of the two lay under the mom, the ground as a bed and the sky as a quilt, after a fierce kiss, we crazy in nature naked long time sex up.
Several times, my penis in my mother’s body frantically broadcast semen, my mother’s was screwed by me orgasm constantly, usually her suppressed whimpering in the deserted wilderness also naturally turned into a high-pitched yell.
For the first time in my life, I heard my mother’s screams turn out to be so pleasing to the ear.
Fueled by her screams, we made love over and over again, and when we got tired, we lay on top of mom for a while, with our cocks still inserted in her pussy.
With that, mom’s pussy was never dry from my non-stop thrusts all day long.
We are in nature trying our best to release the most primitive wildness of human beings, and enjoy the extraordinary pleasure brought to us by the very sex of mother and child.
It wasn’t until sundown that the body was reluctantly separated and dressed to make the trip home.
That night, we had non-stop coitus between mother and son.
Maybe it was a week of abstinence, or maybe that wooden tiger really worked wonders, I fucked amazingly well that night, cumming five times in a row in my mom’s uterus, hoping that she’d get pregnant with my baby soon.
Finally, I got dressed, and as soon as I had my naked mom in my arms, I tried to take her to the creek not far from here to get cleaned up.
When I got to the river, I found a very secluded spot, laid my mom down on the ground, and spread out the phoenix-print gown with the big red piping.
It was a beautiful moonlit night, and my mother’s skin was so white that it even glowed with a soft, pearly sheen in the moonlight, making it very clear to see.
Even though my mom and I had bonded many times, this was the first time I had ever carefully admired the feminine beauty of my beloved mother.
Mom closed her eyes sheepishly and let me help her up.
Mother’s breasts due to breastfeeding our two siblings, slightly flaccid, although not very large, nipples but red and erect, they elegantly hanging in front of the mother’s chest, the moonlight draws a soft curve; buttocks smooth and still full of elasticity, tightly closed abdomen, dark pubic hair; clean face in addition to the corner of the eye slightly a few fish lines, can not be seen that she is a child has a child of a woman in her early forties.
I feel so lucky that God arranged for such a beautiful and kind woman to be my mom.
I carried her to the water and made her stand in it, plowing her to clean her pussy and anus to come.
Gradually, the hand Mo Mo mother’s attractive pussy, the eyes of the mother’s uplifted peaks and white ass, my penis and inexplicably excited.
I came behind my mom, the water just soaked in her mid-thighs, I grabbed her waist and pulled her body over, caressing her pair of breasts and white ass cheeks and slit at will.
I can’t tell you how wonderful it feels to have a naked, firm, and resilient ass flesh in your hands.
I played with them lovingly for a long time, squeezing them toward the center one moment, and then breaking them as far as I could to the sides, as if I were kneading two large white balls of dough.
I played with it for a while, clasping my hands around her round mounds of flesh and pulling them apart to the sides.
Mom caught my hand and tried to stop me, but instead I caught my hands on her arse and rubbed all four palms together.
After a while, I let go of her hand and let her spread her ass globes on her own, allowing me to admire my mother’s anus.
My mother’s back door was tightly closed, like the bud of a daisy, I reached out to touch it and my mother’s whole body tensed up, I poked it a few times and the tiny daisy was tightly closed.
My loving mother seemed to have understood my desires and turned to look at me fondly and said, “Ho, do you want to penetrate mommy’s asshole,hmmm.
I didn’t want to embarrass my mom, but I didn’t want to talk about panic.
Mom hesitated for a moment, resolutely said: come on, mom give you a real first night of marriage, I wondered and overwhelmed.
Mom smiled charmingly: you take my asshole is a virgin vagina, I never let your father inserted into it, mom has no virgin vagina to offer you, then the first time with mom’s anus to offer to my Ahao it, said resolutely turned to the lower body immersed in the river water, carefully cleaned the fart slit, inserted his finger into the asshole pestle and mortar several times, before rest assured that the turn his head over, and affectionately! He looked back at me and said, “Come on, my son, deflower your wife. Then, and crouched forward body, up the white ass, hands spread the ball of the buttocks, charming chrysanthemum buds in the moonlight dripping water droplets, especially attractive, mother chest that two full breasts in the water bouncing on the water, but also very lovely.
I couldn’t help but hold my loving mother’s beautiful buttocks all at once, and my penis also raised its glans due to the emotional excitement, doing its best to slowly grind up at the gap between my mom’s white buttocks.
My loving mother’s little asshole looked so charming and cute as it squirmed shyly under the stimulation of my glans that I couldn’t help but lower my head to my mouth and add to it with my tongue.
Don’t kiss there, Mom gasped, her beautiful naked body trembling, her breasts shaking even more, and a little lewd juice spilling out slightly between her labia majora and minora.
It flowed into my mouth, slightly salty in its ripe womanly flavor, a taste from deep within my loving mother’s womb that made my cock rise with excitement.
I forcefully spread my loving mother’s plump buttocks, furiously added the tiny daisy petals with my tongue, and also vigorously drilled inward with the tip of my tongue, constantly sending saliva into my mother’s stamen that had slightly blossomed, so as to make my loving mother’s anal canal sufficiently moist, and to prepare for the pre-preparation for the insertion of my penis.
Mom’s anus was cleaned so well that I couldn’t taste any odor on my tongue, and with my saliva, I was soon juicing up around her asshole.
Mom’s mouth protested vehemently, but her cunt slit was overflowing with more and more lewd juice and her clit was getting harder and harder, and it was obvious that my licking of her pussy flesh and asshole was causing her to get progressively more aroused.
Mom’s body trembled fiercely, and she couldn’t help but let out a moan of pleasure, her hot, lustful juices dripping all over my face.
A pair of plump breasts trembled and swayed on her chest, and the two nipples were already visibly hard.
I slurped and licked my mom’s anus while poking my fingers out from between her legs to pry aside the thick, dark, dense pubic hair to get a precise feel of her protruding clit, the tip of my hand constantly teasing the fresh clitoris and pussy lips.
Mom moaned even louder, her pussy gushing out a mess of juices that flowed down her thighs in a stream toward the river.
I straightened up, took hold of my own thick cock, which was as thick as Mom had given it, dipped it into some of the lewd water spilling out of my cunt, and aimed my long erect glans at Mom’s already blooming daisy-anal flower and slowly poked it inward.
My loving mother let out a series of continuous moans as her anus involuntarily contracted inward.
I could tell that the first time my mom’s anus was penetrated by a thick cock did make her a little less comfortable.
While anal sex was more exciting than being in my mom’s pussy, subjecting my loving mother to pain that I couldn’t even imagine was very hard on my heart.
So I drew back the penis softly comforted: good mother, not even if it, I do not want to make you uncomfortable, I just want you to enjoy the pleasure, indeed anal sex than the normal vagina must be intercourse and much more difficult, mom pain frowned, body twisting but said to me: all right, the first time by your father to take away the virginity of the more than the pain of this.
You put more spit on it, and I’ll try to relax my anus, and I’ll be able to get your baby in.
Good son, come and try again.
Mom put her hands on her knees and lowered her head down to take a long breath, slowly relaxing her anal dilator muscles as her asshole opened up a little.
It seemed to beckon me.
I saw how persistent my mom was, so I had to suck it up and follow orders.
Spit was smeared on the glans, and the hands parted the ass crack and aimed at the anus.
Once again, he tentatively launched a new thrust into his loving mother’s asshole.
Finally, to my mother’s blistering sighs, the glans was squeezed hard into her relatively dry, small anus.
But once the glans was in, the sensation of the tender rectal flesh rubbing against it was so pleasurable that it was a real turn-on.
I am in love and excited again.
Lowering his head and kissing his mother’s smooth naked back, while using his fingers desperately in the love of his mother’s clitoris, labia, vagina, rubbing and thrusting, I patiently inch by inch to advance, looking at his own long thick penis a little bit into the mother’s anus, after more than ten minutes, my long thick penis before the root of all the way into the rounded and arched in her beautiful buttocks.
Mom, we did it, I whimpered with excitement, I couldn’t tell you how thrilled I was.
My penis was tightly clamped by the sphincter inside my mom’s rectum, and the slightest movement brought intense pleasure, making my penis harder and harder with excitement.
Good son, mom finally gave you a first time, mom is so happy,mom said happily as she reached back and touched my balls.
It seemed that my mother’s anus had adapted to the insertion of my penis by now, and the pain of the initial penetration seemed to have lessened a little.
So I put my heart down, took a deep breath, suppressed the feeling of intense excitement from the first time I had anal sex with my beloved mother, and forcibly controlled the impulse to ejaculate, and began to slowly thrust tentatively.
Mom’s breath caught and she too began to rock her body back and forth, actively matching my thrusting motions.
The originally delicate and small asshole was propped open by my penis, and as my penis moved in and out, the opening of the asshole bumped and undulated, and yellow lewd liquid oozed out from the slit, looking extremely lewd.
I gradually sped up my movements, feasting on my mom’s big elastic ass.
The bla, bla sound of my cock hitting her ass on penetration was distinctly crisp in the night air.
After mom experienced the initial pain, her anus gradually adapted to the rhythm of my movements, and whenever I thrust in, she would automatically relax, allowing me to penetrate deeper without any problem; and when I withdrew, her asshole would automatically tighten again, bringing me great stimulation.
Slowly I heard a different moan of comfort come out of her mouth as well than earlier.
For a moment a sudden desire to conquer flooded through me.
I gasped and clenched my teeth, as if to vent my resentment over Mom’s long years of being possessed by Dad’s body, and my cock slammed harder than ever against Mom’s naked, snow-white, plump ass.
Her body oscillated violently, her two full, high breasts jiggling dramatically against her chest, and a whimper of pain once again escaped her lips.
Mom obviously felt the pain from her cock, yet I was madly unconcerned and my palms were still viciously grabbing and squeezing both of her large swaying breasts.
With a high-pitched cry, I desperately grabbed my mom’s plump ass, and in a jolt of extreme pleasure, I stabbed my cock as deep as I could into her asshole, and soundly ejaculated my hot cum in her rectum.
It was a long time before the softening cock slipped out of mom’s lovely ass-anus.
Mom at this time felt a hint of pain in their anus, with her hand to see her own anus in the oozing blood also felt relieved, turned her head to look at me with satisfaction and said: mom to the anus in the first time to you, also counted to you as a husband of a confession.
Mom’s body is yours alone, you can have it whenever you want it, I gasped softly as I lay contentedly on top of her.
Under the moonlight, the semen gushing out of my mother’s daisy-like anus and the slightest trace of blood dripped into the river, and the anal blood of my loving mother caused infinite guilt and pain to well up in my heart.
I wrenched her body violently over and held my mom tightly in my arms, sending another passionate kiss from my love child.
Mom responded and opened her red lips gently slurping the tip of my tongue, mother and son, although silent, but each other can feel the heart of the wild surge of love.
Everything around us seemed to have come to a standstill as we, mother and son, embraced in a long, naked, frenzied kiss amidst the gurgling water.
The moon stomped shyly into the clouds in the quiet night sky, and the only sounds in our ears in the darkness of silence were the slurping sounds of our mother and son lovers’ tongues sucking.
I don’t know how long it was like that, until my cock was once again hard from the grinding of my mom’s pussy flesh.
I held Mom’s legs away from me so that she was wrapped across my waist and headed deeper into the water until the water flooded behind her pink ass.
I cupped my mom’s ass in my hands in relation to the buoyancy of the water, so that she was holding my neck tightly with her arms, her body leaning back, and my crotch cock thrusting smoothly into my mom’s cunt, and then began to pump hard again.
Because of the buoyancy of the water, I used this position to bring my mom to a quick orgasm, finally compensating for the rudeness I had just shown my mother, after drying each other’s bodies and caressing them for a long time.
Only then did he get up and set off for home, and by the time he got home, it was five o’clock in the morning.
From then on, my mom died and I treated her as husband and wife, and the concept of incest between mother and son was completely gone from our minds.
Mom and I gave all our love and affection to each other selflessly with all our hearts and souls.
Whenever we could find an opportunity, we would have sex together.
Every time it was mom who took the initiative to ask for it, she had a long unsatisfied sexual desire before our intercourse, and now she was at the peak of her sexual desire, except for the days of menstruation, she always had a strong desire, which also made me suffer a lot, every time when I took off her panties, without my teasing, mom’s lower body was always already soaked with wetness.
It always made my cock pumping in and out of my mom’s vagina sexually pleasing.
Mom told me that she thought it was strange to herself that just thinking about me made her so wet, and that no one had ever turned her on so much.
I told her that this might have been specially arranged by God for our intercourse, and mom readily agreed.
The sex life of Wakai made my mother love me more than ever, and the fulfillment of my sexual desire in my mother made me love my wife and mother more deeply as well.
It was like we were crazy, and as soon as our desires came together, we immediately chose a place to copulate and did not care about anything.
Once, when everyone else was still home, I saw my mom walk into the bathroom and quietly followed her.
Mom did not lock the door, once she opened the door, when she saw me was still peeing, I did not care about her protests, I picked up Mom, and did not have time to use toilet paper to dry, directly pressed her on the edge of the bath, white round buttocks high in the air, from the back of the desperation to insert her vagina.
Mom was so unprepared that her vagina could not be fully wetted, so I lubricated my glans with some saliva to avoid hurting my beloved wife.
Son, someone will come in.
Mom whispered nervously, but I ignored it, and with the extreme stimulation, in less than ten minutes, we shared an orgasm as mother and son.
As I left, I pulled my mom’s panties up to keep her from wiping them off.
Although our cheating went unnoticed, for the rest of the day, just watching my mom unable to stop pressing her belly and cringing in embarrassment made me hyperactive, knowing that my cum was flowing out of her pussy and dribbling down into her panties.
One night I woke up hyper and wanted my mom so badly that I snuck into the master bedroom.
Mom was lying next to Dad, the thin quilt covering her slipping off her body, revealing an extremely sexy body.
I gently shook my mom awake, signaled her to keep quiet, whispered that I wanted her, and went back to my own room.
After a couple of minutes, mom walked in and I laid her across the bed and then ripped the clothes off of us, mother and son.
Son, mom knows that she is your wife and that I should be there for you when you need me, but by coming into my room like this, we are taking an unnecessary risk.
Mom had just gently protested this way for a few moments before I kissed her on the mouth, stripped her down to a big naked goat’s head, and after playing with Mom’s tits for a while, started sucking her off.
After just a few moments of licking her clit, mom was so wet that I then got on top of her and pushed my gun straight into her love nest, slatted her legs up and started fucking her pussy as hard as I could.
Mom’s eyes were tightly closed as she enjoyed her loving son’s husband’s play, her beautiful, tantalizing breasts silently quivering and bobbing up and down on her breasts in time with the pistoning action of my cock in her cunt, so lovely that I reached out with both hands to play with and rub them at will.
Within moments, I burst out and ejaculated at the bottom of my mom’s pussy amidst the shuddering of her vagina.
After a long time, when she got up to leave me, she told me, Son, in the future, when you want me, you can come to my room and shake me awake like you did tonight, and I will come to you.
I heard a rush of excitement, but the next night, with a smile on her face, my mom walked into my room with her bedding and told me, I told your dad that every night he gets drunk and I can’t stand the smell, so I’m going to come sleep in your house.
Your father promised, so every night from now on my body will be yours.
I hugged my loving mother tightly, kisses falling like rain on her face and body countless times.
I can’t tell you how excited I am.
The only way to show my heart’s joy and gratitude to my loving mother tonight is to let her enjoy the unbelievably pleasurable sex I’m giving her.
For the next two years, the two of us were very careful to take advantage of every safe opportunity to indulge in our mother-son incestuous intercourse.
Sometimes we lied about going out to help with short-term jobs, chose the period when it was safe for mom’s health, brought enough dry food, and simply spent a few days outside, living in some cave or unoccupied grass hut in the dense forest, enjoying the wild fun we had tried before.
When we lived in caves and haylofts, we went days without outerwear and could have intercourse right there whenever we wanted to.
Mom was always unusually sexually aroused under these circumstances, with her vagina always remaining wet, her breasts erect, and her ample hips on stilts.
The cries of her orgasm rose and echoed through the cave from time to time, which aroused me even more.
Whenever my penis was still as hard as a steel rod together after making her orgasm for the first time, I didn’t pull out of my vagina, and kept plugging into my loving mother’s wife’s orgasms many times before I finally begrudgingly ejaculated my semen deep into the depths of my mother’s vagina.
And was I get comfortable incomparable mother, at this time often a mouthful of my still dripping with semen glans, under the gaze of her full of love, with her tongue will be my thick penis carefully licked clean, once again before letting me rest for a moment.
Sometimes when I still can’t ejaculate, my mom can always use her red lips to suck me off with care and patience or hold my breasts in her hands and squeeze out my cleavage for me to breastfeed me.
Trying to get sexual enjoyment out of me in every way possible.
And that creamy white semen became a meal in the mouth of the loving mother or spread it on her breasts, which according to her mother was a good moisturizer.
Hearing that my own semen had such a wonderful use, of course, I was willing to apply more of it to my beloved mother.
Dad never suspected anything about our frequent outings, in fact he had long been impotent from alcoholism, and had been sexually uninterested long before my mother and I had settled down, so it was no wonder that my mother had committed herself to me so easily, and that was partly due to Dad’s efforts.
Alcohol is now the only thing that’s his best friend, and I’m sure he’s still happy about our outing, with his nagging wife and son out of the house to annoy him, so he can get as drunk as he wants.
And so the days passed in our happy incestuous mother-son sex.
Under the blessing of God, my mother’s stomach was safe and sound, and under the moisturizing of my son’s semen, my mother was rejuvenated. My special moisturizing lotion made my mother’s wife’s skin clear and rosy; I gave her countless breast massages every day, which made her breasts a bit flabby, and her buttocks were more plump under the impacts of our sexual intercourse and sexual intercourse, and my mother’s wife’s pussy was even more contracted and powerful under the stimulation and maintenance of my penis and semen. Under the maintenance of my penis stimulation and semen more powerful contraction, her anus can also freely open, accept my penis and semen can be absorbed without leakage, so that I love and pity, and love my mother anal sex has become the first choice for us to adjust our sex life.
Now having sex with my mom’s wife pins me even more.
Two years later, my sister was knocked up by a man from out of town and married in a foreign province.
And I came across a great opportunity to go to Shanghai to learn how to do business, wanting to make more money to come back to honor my loving wife and mother.
The first few days away from home were like years.
There is not and does not want to be a woman other than my mother in my life.
My mother, who had never left her hometown in the southwest, was instructed to take the train and repeatedly traveled all the way to Shanghai to see me, to help take care of my life, and to comfort me in my physical needs.
We had a small break in Shanghai and resumed our life as a passionate couple.
However, more careful, every time you have sex with your mother, you always have a condom on hand, because Shanghai is not your hometown, and your mother’s body comes first.
It’s always inconvenient to go back and forth with a big belly.
After a year of such days, each brief reunion with a loving mother was followed by a longer period of anticipation.
Mother to Lu a few days, I took leave and mother together, day and night sex, my kind and beautiful love mother because of long-distance running plus and love son day and night sex, when the stamina, I see in the eyes of the anxious in the heart.
She was not allowed to come back to Shanghai to visit me, so that she could take care of her health at home and prepare for my visit to my family.
Just as I was getting ready to go to my hometown to be reunited with my loving mother.
Mom and I were not so sad but more or less bewildered by the news from our hometown that Dad had been poisoned by alcohol and was found dead headfirst in front of a tiger idol.
However, it was also a declaration that the old home we were in had nothing to hold on to from then on.
After finishing my father’s funeral, my mother officially moved to Shanghai to live with me, loving and caring for each other like a newlywed couple.
With less long-distance traveling, her beloved mother’s health is back to its former self, and she has more needs in sexual matters.
And I’m happy to love my mother’s company day and night.
Slowly dipped into the metropolis prosperous atmosphere of her, in sexual matters also become bold, from the previous half-push, now to take the initiative to accept the increasingly exuberant libido of me.
When we were at home together, I would demand passionate kisses, breast caresses, and multiple positions for intercourse that I initiated on her whenever and wherever I could.
Sometimes I can make my loving mother laugh at my rude style of lifting up her skirt, holding her white ass and fucking.
She would have sex with me at least three or four times a day on her non-menstrual days.
Naturally, condoms were no longer necessary, and mom said they interfered with the pleasure of our intercourse.
Of course I was happy to submit to the beauty of motherhood.
After we had lived together for three months without taking safety precautions, my mom shyly told me one day that she had missed her period that month.
Then, as we both waited anxiously, we were thrilled as a mother and son when she told me again that at thirty-six years old she had been determined to be pregnant.
I was especially proud to know that my mother was carrying in her belly the seed planted by her own son.
As I watched my mother carry my child in her womb, day by day, my mother’s face glowed with the happiness that is characteristic of a pregnant woman.
The joy of being a first-time father also makes me happy.
Of course, after my beloved mother became pregnant, the number of times we had sex decreased, and for the safety of the baby in my beloved mother’s womb, my mother tried to let me use back sex, oral sex, breast sex and even anal sex to satisfy our mutual need for sexual desire.
The fact that my loving mother is still so fond of me at this very time makes me feel deeply blessed and responsible.
I also did my best to take care of my pregnant beloved mother and keep her safe through this extraordinary time.
in order to usher in our normal married sex life soon.
Finally, nine months later, we had a healthy and adorable older daughter.
With her first success, mom’s face swept with confident joy, and she said she hoped to give birth to a son for me so that the Wang family would have a descendant.
During the sex since then, my loving mother has tried to get my cum in her pussy in every way possible and has not missed a drop.
Thanks to my mother’s perseverance, when my daughter was one and a half years old, our son was born again.
Thereafter, due to my outstanding performance in my career, my company sent me to New Zealand on a business trip.
With the money I had saved over the years and my foreign connections, I successfully applied to become a New Zealand citizen, bringing my loving mother and children with me, and our family settled in the beautiful and affluent New Zealand.
Being abroad, my mom and I became a real couple and no one there suspected who we really were.
While I worked during the day, my mom stayed home to take care of a pair of bright and adorable sons and daughters; and every night, after my sons and daughters went to sleep in their little beds, it was time for us to have sexual fun as a pair of mother and son lovers.
Intercourse with my mother’s understanding was a nightly necessity for us as a mother-son couple, for my mother knew how much I loved and was obsessed with her body, and although she had two more children, she still had a good figure and a normal sex drive in her near-adult years.
Perfect sex with my loving mother every night was the best form of entertainment for me to regain my strength, forget my troubles, and strengthen the bond between our heavenly pair and mother and son lovers.
Now, after several years of living with me as husband and wife, my beloved mom is even more tender and understanding, making me love and happy.
Every night when I wanted her body and removed her nightgown, her pink nipples were already standing proudly on her breasts, her pussy flesh in her snow-white buttocks had already been gushing with honey, and her big and small lips had already been opened wide for me, waiting for me, her beloved son’s love and favor.
Of course I would not fail my beloved mother, I would never shrink up my penis and go to bed without making us both orgasm.
Each night, after we had showered together and scrubbed each other clean, we would go back to the bedroom and lie naked, after caressing each other.
Over and over again, doing that beautiful thing we both never tire of doing sexually.
After my beloved mother’s high pitched cries had passed several times and I had shot my love juices deep into her womb.
It took a short while for peace to return to our large, cozy bedroom.