Listening to that flushing sound, that water flowed from the hair, the face, to the breasts, from the cleavage it continued down the pubic hairs, in the back in the flesh pussy that coalesced into a stream of water that doubled up along the inside of the thighs, that dripping dew slid over the thighs, the calves, and finally stopped for a moment on the backs of the feet, and it flowed into the drainage ditch.
The home is a twelve-story mansion located in Tien-Mu’s high-class residential area, and the home is a building within a building, with the entire room filled with European classical atmosphere and artwork everywhere.
My father was a financial actuary and often had to travel abroad to visit clients.
The second floor is the mother and my room, and the mother every time after the bath, are draped in a towel on the walk out, not wrapped tightly, so that their breasts half cover, walking also some water drops in the meat buttocks, with the twisting of the hips, hiding in the corner of the me, see more blood.
Although the family seems to be happy, but the mother has long since fallen out with the father, not only is the work Guanxi, the main thing is that the father’s side of the family, think that the mother is only greedy for money, climbing the dragon, before deciding to marry here.
So because of relatives, mother has long been accustomed to be alone, occasionally go out to the bookstore to read books, shopping, or else at home is to go to the piano room, play her favorite piano, although some simple tunes, but the fingering fluent, smooth tone, sometimes I will be in the piano room of the large floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the window in front of the small balcony, on which my mother planted a variety of flowers and grasses, through the light of the setting sun, the golden yellow sliver of light that shines on the flowers.
I watched the warm afterglow, time moving gradually from the flowers, until the whole evening sunlight illuminated the floor-to-ceiling windows presenting one to the shadow, and I stood on the garden balcony, the light and shadow of the floor-to-ceiling windows, which was like one to the door of paradise, the aluminum shelves on the floor-to-ceiling windows’ glass.
That is composed of two large rectangular pieces of soundproof glass, the aluminum frame set above, is made of unknown materials made of decorations, that is like the reliefs of the Roman church, the light irradiation, that the floor-to-ceiling window reflection, more beautiful.
I wondered if there wasn’t a door in my mother’s heart as well, only that door, called loneliness, had long since closed up the heart and put a big, firm steel lock on it.
The mother’s fingers pressed the keys and the mallet pressed the strings, playing a low and melancholy moonlight song, the sound of the song is just like the mother’s state of mind, it is that the father’s cold feelings, it is that the in-laws sour scolding heart.
From the moment of marriage, the most radiant golden years of life are long lost.
I forgot my mother’s face, that frown for frowning, looking at the piano room, I can not help but a sour nose, turned his body to the balcony, looking away from the sun in the west, said to myself, I want to take my mother out of this home, out of this confinement of my mother for almost twenty years of cold prison.
“Knock, knock!” sounded at the door of my brown-heathered room, and it turned out to be Sashaia, the maid, reminding me that I should go downstairs for dinner.
Sashaya is an Indian woman, very young, a year or two younger than me.
When I was eighteen last year, I traveled with my family on a trip to India to visit a mosque in Jama’a and then to the Taj Mahal.
When my mother and I walked behind my father, my father and my grandmother and some relatives, kept talking and laughing, while my mother and I were in the back of a very different world of indifference.
One family group, two different moods as I step into the Taj Mahal tomb with my mother.
Sightseers came and went in the neighborhood, my mother looked at the white marble columns inlaid with jewels and pondered over them, and I casually dealt with the other family members’ small talk, perhaps because I was the eldest and only son, and so the other relatives did not dislike me as much.
I wondered in my heart, my mother’s mood at this moment, will it be the same as mine? The tour guide explained that the Taj Mahal tomb, the Mughal Empire’s fifth-generation monarch Shah Jahan to commemorate the death of the consort in 1631 Taita Zi ˙ Maha built, the Taj Mahal, is “thinking of Maha” means.
Rumor has it that when Mongul learned of Taitazi’s death, he changed from black hair to white hair overnight, and cried so hard that his soul was broken and tears flowed all over his hurt face.
And this is compared with the love of his wife, and with his father’s indifference to his mother’s state of mind, as if it were heaven and purgatory, and the fire and frost, forming a strong contrast.
In the evening at the hotel, my father asked me if I wanted to accompany Grandma to go shopping and eat local snacks, while my mother said he was tired and wanted to rest in the room, I think my mother may not want to be with relatives want to get together, after all, the whole day down, all talk to each other are polite words.
I excused myself by saying that I was still jet-lagged and said SORRY to my father, who told me in a low voice to pay more attention to my mother, I patted my father on the back, smiled and said that I wanted her to hurry up and go and stay with Grandma or else she would have to be blamed for my mother, my father’s face didn’t look down, he sighed softly, and he left.
And as my mother reclined on the bed, mentally exhausted, I asked her if she wanted a bath, and she nodded.
This hotel is a five-star hotel, and this large suite was originally intended to contain my parents and I sleeping together, but it seems that my father may be pestered by Grandma again tonight, so only my mother and I will be left at night.
This room is quite large, go Indian aristocratic plus a little baroque Chinese style, the bed hanging white, pink, pink and blue curtains, the material as chiffon gauze, and the right side of the bed, a door with a carved Indian elephant pattern, is the bathroom.
The doorway opens into a small living room, an LCD TV of unknown make, windows that push out onto a balcony with a distant view of the snow-white facade of the Taj Mahal.
I took a deep breath and exhaled, thinking of my father’s weakness reminded me of the cat’s eye ring on my mother’s left ring finger, which I hadn’t seen her wear in I don’t know how long.
My father was originally from a wealthy family, and because of my grandfather’s good relationship with a political party in the last few generations, and because my grandfather was a senior member of a certain political party, my father was under the strict control of my grandmother from a young age, and my father couldn’t say anything if he was told one thing, and he listened to my mother as she told him.
Like a robot in his life, he followed the path everyone paved for him, studying all the way to the highest finance faculty, and Grandma had expected her father to follow in Grandpa’s footsteps and become a member of parliament.
But, also on this occasion, my father made a decision that everyone opposed, and firmly, and never backed down, even to the point of death, and that was, to marry my mother.
I heard that it was the two who ran off to get married in a civil ceremony, and the details of the love line are that since I was born, all of them have been playing too much of a game with me, even lying and cheating on me.
So the process has been a little bit of a process, and as I’ve gotten older and older, I’ve finally come to understand the story in between.
When my father was studying in university, he met my mother, who was three years younger than him, at that time my mother was preparing to take the graduate school exams, so my father went to the library every day to see my mother, and in the middle of the process, just like a general love story, the two fell in love, and a few crazy.
And my father also knows my mother’s family, my mother grew up in a musical family, but unfortunately to my mother’s generation, my mother’s parents do not want their children in the direction of music, so only cultivate musical interests, the rest let my mother learn on her own, my mother’s family, although I can not say that it is not a rich family, but it is also an ordinary well-to-do.
Father knew that the marriage, the door is not right, the household is not right, but the young and vigorous two people, has long been overwhelmed by love, the righteousness of the choice to get married to the world of true love.
When she heard the news, Grandma couldn’t believe the truth, and in her excessive grief, she even threatened to ask her father not to allow that bitch to set foot in her home, putting all the blame on her mother. Until her father chose to leave home, and after six months of being sweet to her mother, Grandma finally admitted the truth and asked her father to bring her mother back, but unbeknownst to her, this pushed her mother into another endless darkness.
When my mother first entered the family, although those relatives on the surface blessing, in fact, private gossip, not to mention that at that time living in the mansion in Taipei, my mother three days and two times by the grandma poisonous acid criticism, while the grandfather is to fight a blind eye closed a blind eye, my father, although privately and grandma to say don’t be like this, but still did not see to change the current situation, can only hope that my mother more sympathetic to.
And my father was convinced that this was only temporary, and it wasn’t until my mother gave birth to me the following year that Grandma and the others smiled at my mother and took great care of my golden grandson.
But it was a short-lived good time, and as I grew up, my mother and father gradually became strangers, although I took the center stage in coordinating the atmosphere in the house, but it was still the same.
It wasn’t until my mother decided to move out of the mansion to Tien-Mu and convinced my father to let him out on the grounds of playing the piano that I, too, lived at home at first, and only ran away to live with my mother as I got into college the next year.
And my father often traveled abroad, and once he came back to Taiwan, he was pestered by my grandmother the whole time, so he interacted less and less with my mother and me.
Rumor has it that Grandma has recently helped her father find a woman from a prestigious family and wants him to marry her as his concubine. Although it is just a rumor, from experience, nine times out of ten such rumors are true.
When my mind is still indulging in the memories of my father, the cell phone ringtone a cold smoke Cui’s role in the song rang, cold smoke Cui for the Peranakan Bukkake characters, and I have the habit of watching Bukkake, so the cell phone ringtone are irregularly will be put on the music of Peranakan.
I looked at the phone, the original is the newsletter, the newsletter is a college friend of mine, he was born with a mouth cannon, and a tiger’s guts, with a pair of rimless glasses, a gentleman’s face, sometimes bluffing, sometimes in the right words, is a willingness to tell my heart to people.
The content of the newsletter said, “I think now you are in India, you should be enjoying this spring color boundless, if you are able to, bring an Indian girl back to see, and a moment of spring night is worth a thousand words, remember”, I snorted out a laugh, this guy can always make me laugh, he is the only one in the small part of the people who do not have a monetary purpose.
Usually at school, some people knew I was quite rich because I drove a Mercedes, which I usually hid very well, but one day one of my classmates saw it, and from then on I shined in the class.
What college running party, night rush all have my share, I know they approach me just because I have money, but I didn’t say anything about it, anyway, I grew up to live like this, this kind of drama is often played on TV, but the real situation happened to me, it’s quite wonderful.
I and this friend when to talk to, the situation has not been remembered, only remember to chat with him very happy, because most of the time to listen to him in some stories, or gossip, on the contrary, the class can not mention it, so also quite compatible, this student in the class sometimes appear, sometimes disappear, it is difficult to catch.
Off topic, anyway, I told my friend the story of my family, not in full detail, but close enough.
And my friend listened to really like the opposite attitude, not that seem to smile, not smile look, only patted me on the shoulder and said, “life is sad a few times sad, through the past on the sea and the sky,” I was actually shedding tears, the tears from my eyes seeped out of the warm tears along the cheeks to the chin, my nose is acidic, carefully think about this all my life, and Everything at home, my shoulders loosened, really tired and weary.
I wish I had an ordinary small family. When my father came home after a hard day’s work, I came out to greet him and said, “Hey, Dad, why don’t we have dinner together later?”. My mother had already prepared the meal and said softly, “Quickly, quickly, don’t take off your clothes, eat first and then wash, quickly”, while my father was pulled by my mother’s hand and said with a smile, “It’s not that I don’t want to eat, I’ll eat it right away, I’m really in a hurry”, and the family was at the dining table, eating the home-cooked food cooked by my mother, listening to my father talk about his work. I don’t know how many times I’ve fantasized about this kind of family scene when the three of us are at the table, eating the home-cooked food cooked by my mother, and listening to my father talking about the trivialities of his work.
Unfortunately, in the present, it was the maid who cooked the meal, and there was only my mother and I at the table, and the cold knives and forks and cutlery, though expensive and exquisite, were as cold as if they were fake, and the table was speechless, and even when I struck up a conversation with my mother, she spoke without a word, and after that, I simply didn’t even say anything.
I touched my cell phone, thinking about what to send back, when my mother came out of the shower, wearing a loose bathrobe, an aristocratic dark red bathrobe, which covered my mother’s entire body, with a belt around her waist, so I just had to drag it to the belt, and separate the left and right sides of the bathrobe, and my mother’s nude body was right in front of my eyes.
I spoke a little to my mother, telling her that my father might spend the night at Grandma’s. My mother, with a cold expression, just put on some light makeup, poured herself a glass of red wine given by the hotel room, and leaned alone in front of the window on the other side of the room, looking out at the moonlight, and said to me, “Go and wash it. …… “.
When I finished showering, the mother has been slightly drunk looking at the TV, their own dance in front of the small living room, should be the influence of the program on the TV, I looked at the mother’s delicate dance, the yukata skirt cuffs, with the body and fluttering up, I laughed and said, “I can not imagine that the mother you will also dance? Mother a turn around and turned her head and said with a smile, “you do not know can also be more it”, so let the mother dance a pleasure, until the mother tired, coupled with alcohol, a sweaty, go to the shower once, pulled me to bed.
I don’t know if it’s a drinking problem or if my mother is in a good mood right now, but she starts chatting with me in a southern way, talking about her studies and listening to me, I haven’t talked to my mother like this for a long time.
My mother and I were both reclining on the bed with a pillow under our waists, and I could see my mother’s face was flushed, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, while a head of hair, with the ends of the hair all the way around the back of her neck, was ruffled on the left side of her breasts, while her collarbones were bare in the front of her bathrobe breasts.
It was less like mother and son at this point and more like a pair of friends telling each other what was on their minds.
Until my mother yawned, and with sleepy eyes bid me good night, and slept on her side with her back to me, while I stepped out of bed, rested the lamp and drew the curtains, splashed the bedclothes, and lay down on my mother’s left seat, which was as much on my side as I was on mine.
Until the middle of the night, I was awakened by a very light, very faint sound, I blinked, with a hazy drowsiness to listen to the ears, and found that it was the sound of sobbing, at this time I have woken up eight points, it turned out that this sound is from the side of the mother …….
I put my upper body on my left elbow, raised my head, with the moonlight behind me through the curtains of the window, I saw my mother’s body slightly trembling, I stretched out my right hand on my mother’s shoulder and shook her lightly, and asked, “Mom…! What’s the matter, why are you crying for good reason?” Mother didn’t make a sound, but just held her sobbing nose and said, “No…mom is tired, you also go to bed quickly, okay?” I didn’t say anything.
Because I know that the mother must be upset to the point of crying, I was going to say continue to lie down, as no such thing, so that the mother themselves to calm down, after a while should be good, for many years, as long as the mother tears, I used to comfort the mother, until later, I look at everything in this family, but also began to be paralyzed.
But today, for some reason, the ups and downs of my heart made me restless, thinking of my father, my grandmother, my relatives, my school, my mother, why does my mother have to bear all the pain alone, and why am I always weak and cowardly, in the past I would only run away from all this, or choose to accept it, but now my life, the rest of my mother’s life, do I really have to be so this to be over? I asked myself a big question. A friend once said, “Live in the moment and be free”.
And what about me? I moved my body from the back to my mother’s back, leaning my head behind her neck, I asked in a low voice, “Mom…do you want to leave this place, this home that is like a prison?” My mother’s shoulders shook and she said, “Why are you saying this? Mom is very good, you don’t have to worry”, I use my hands to put my mother’s waist around, the whole body close to my mother, I said everything, Bao Tuo heart of the deepest layer of thoughts, and what I want to do in the future, all told my mother.
My mother cried, none of that loud crying or wailing, just low, incessant sobbing, and I consoled her and told her all about my desire to take her away.
My mother turned her head to look at me and said she was sorry for me, apologizing all the time, which made me even more sad and upset.
I up my mother’s face and said, “I will never let my mother suffer in the future, I hope that my mother can live happier, not in the frown, sad face”, my mother looked at me with red eyes, the eyes are uneasy, is tired, is afraid, but also with a little bit of warmth, I feel sweet heart.
At this time I put all the vent to my mother, I kissed my mother on the cheek, my mother closed her eyes, let me kiss my mother’s neck, in sucking my mother’s frosty honey lips, and so on a long kiss, my mother opened her eyes, and half pushed me and said, “Not good… it’s not right…”, I sighed and said, “Mom… father did this to you, and what did the others do to you? “I sighed and said, “Mom…what did father do to you, and what did the others do to you?” I sighed and said, “Mom…what did father do to you, and what did the others do to you?”, my mother’s brows furrowed, and she sat her upper body up, and her upper bathrobe was already half-loose, and it was hanging from her shoulders, the cleavage of her breasts appeared.
I cupped my mother’s googly-eyed face with both hands and said to her “I won’t force it if mom doesn’t want to, but I want mom to remember that I will take her away from this tiresome place!” , another pearl-sized teardrop dripped from the corner of my mother’s eye, and her lips opened slightly as she looked deeply at me.
I put my hands down, my mother put her hands around my neck, leaned her head on my shoulder, and said, “I want to go, but I’m afraid you won’t be able to, son.” I put my hands under my mother’s armpits and hugged her, saying, “Don’t worry about it, there’s always a way out.”
I felt the heat of my mother’s high puffy breasts on my chest, and I rubbed my cheek against her pink face, kissing her ears and neck as she let go of her hands and looked at me.
I put my hand on my mother’s forehead and ran my fingers along the line of hair in front of her forehead, brushing back the bangs.
I looked at my mother’s eyes, a pair of big eyes an inch, I kissed my mother’s lips, my tongue licked the whole warm soft mouth, the two spirit tongue kept intertwining, my mother closed her eyes, from passively let me suck honey lips, to actively use with me tongue kiss.
Drool saliva stained mother and son’s mouth, some passionate wild kiss, mother blushed and looked gasping said “sleep …. Tomorrow have to get up early it, or your grandmother again to blame”, finished lying down on my back, I look at my mother like this, the body drilled into the mother put together in the body of the quilt, with a hand in the mother of that silk bathrobe covering the meat of the buttocks, non-stop touching and kneading pinching pinch, silk material is very slippery, the mother pretends to be nothing to continue to sleep, I put my chin against my mother’s neck, breath in the ears, began to lick the back of the mother’s ears, tongue inside the ear, a big mouth, the whole ear in my mouth, the back of the ear. I started to lick the back of the mother’s ear, tongue drilled into the ear, a big mouth, the whole ear in my mouth, I licked with my tongue in my mouth, licked the mother slightly grunted.
Under the hands of pinching buttocks action as usual, I through the bathrobe, constantly in the mother groin scraping, I use the palm of my mother’s right buttocks, pushed forward, the whole peach buttocks is even more prominent, fingers in the non-stop in the stuffing squeeze honey pots, although they are separated from the bathrobe, only to see my mother’s beautiful buttocks twisted, seems to be my violation of how to do good.
I slid along the meat buttocks into the mother’s front inner thighs, my hand directly into the white thighs of the private part, the mother hurriedly blocked with her hands, even straight turn her head anxiously looking at me.
I see can’t touch no, simply a hard, direct that waist bathrobe hem to pull back, in the whole of the quilt lifted all the way back to throw, a pair of uncovered whitening size, well-proportioned legs, feet also set a pair of black socks, in front of me naked show, I use both hands to the mother’s meat buttocks, each hand pinched the meat office, left and right each to a support, a pull, the entire panties into the anus and wrapped in the pits, the chrysalis pubic hair, because by the panties pulling and bulging pubic mound, let my mouth dry and tongue. The pubic hair of the asshole, the pubic mound that bulged because of the panties pulling, made my mouth dry, and I sucked on the buttocks right away.
The mother, on the other hand, clenched her fists and didn’t say a word.
After I tasted all the buttocks, turn the mother’s face, while sucking the mouth side of the mother’s shoulder bathrobe, from top to bottom pull off, from the side of the breast heel seems to be, the amount of breasts is not bad, I feel that the mother lying on her side, it is not good to tease the breasts, simply put the mother’s body at one time to help up, so that his back to sit on me.
I stretched both feet, interlocked mother’s waist, hands from the back to knead the soft nipple balls, mother tilted her head up, the back of her head against my shoulder and said, “Tonight’s events, as my secret, okay?” Breasts in my hands, as I squeeze the shape, the tiger’s mouth to hold the root of the breast, from the bottom to the top of the touch up to the nipple, the tiger’s mouth, a clip, a pull, the nipple pulling the breast forward, the mother gasped, I licked the white creamy beauty of the back and said, “Mom … I must … must take you away! “, mother lowered her head and said “stop talking…”, I put my mother’s body at once to make the side lying, my fingers dexterously from the panties, inserted into the honey pot, the pussy has long been muddy, lewd water flow, mother arched her back, head resting on a pillow, under the digging and gouging my fingers, body trembling, nose, mouth and nose, and then the mother’s body was in a state of shock. The mother arched her back, her head resting on the pillow, under the digging of my fingers, her body trembled, her nostrils wailed.
I accelerated the two fingers in the pussy, as my wrist accelerated as well as the fingers in the wall of flesh into a curved shape, a shy wail, suddenly my mother’s hips shook violently, a stream of obscene liquid from the pussy leaked out, and the aftermath of the orgasm made my mother’s body shaking, the only thing that could be heard in the air was the sound of my mother’s deep breaths, and my hard rod, had already towered above the clouds.
I pushed my glans against my outer pussy and was about to give a push to the bottom of my honey pot when my mother’s hand pressed against my abdomen, the look that told me it wouldn’t work here.
My face suddenly sank, and showed a tired posture, in the mother’s mouth a kiss said “mother you feel comfortable is good… sleep”, mother said with a red face “I… help you…”, just see the mother sat down, hands holding my prick, up and down the sleeve, I lay down my head resting on a soft pillow made of feathers, enjoying the skills of the mother masturbation. “, I saw my mother sitting, holding my prick with both hands, up and down, I lay down with my head resting on a soft pillow made of feathers, enjoying my mother’s masturbation skills.
With my mother’s slippery palms and long, slender fingers holding my hard, hot rod, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the aphrodisiacal pleasure.
It is true that women who have had sex, is to know the skills of the two words, especially the mother of this kind of luxury girl, the door does not come out, two doors do not enter, and the father long time lost, has long forgotten the thing of the room, now the man’s penis is currently in the high dynasty after the rest of the retreat, taking advantage of the widowhood fire of desire to stir up, holding his son’s rod, constantly up and down rubbing until my prick because of the masturbation teasing, but also in the rise of the circle, glans to the foreskin of the whole! Propped open, my left hand lightly pressed the back of my mother’s head, so that she signaled to help me oral sex, my mother winks at me for a moment, shyly contain my glans.
And I turned my mother’s fleshy ass to my left at this point, and she sat on her knees on my left side, her mouth still adjusting to my rod, while my left hand was not idle, continuing to slut-scrape her pussy from behind.
Mother tongue around the glans, hand holding the root; lips sucking rod, sucking sound pleasing, let my legs a hit straight, under the scrotum of a force, feel about to ejaculate when the left hand a force tight into the depths of the rod, mother tilted his head and moaned, before stopping the action of the mouth, so that my ejaculation sensation slowed down, relaxing my thighs, exhaled a sigh of relief.
I feel the tender pussy again flowing out of the obscene water, the whole left hand palm wet, while the mother continues to suck the rod, this time it is different, the mother knows that I just seemed to be on the verge of ejaculation, if it is not in the stimulation of the vagina, a sudden squeeze in the body of the mother to make the mother body stop for a moment, I would have already ejaculated at this point in time.
My mother opened her mouth and began to blow, lick, suck, and contain in a big way, and I couldn’t hold on for more than five minutes, so I stretched out my ring finger and middle finger on my left hand and kept scratching in my mother’s flesh wall, while my thumb first scraped around the periphery of my anus in a circle.
Suddenly a thumb lightly inserted into the eye of the chrysanthemum, two fingers jerking the uterine wall, so that the mother’s whole body taut, lewd water at once flowed out, and the moment of orgasm, so that the mother’s mouth of the rod, lips sucked more tightly, cheeks on both sides are concave, from the root of the glans to the glans a time on, in the next, my glans is already tingling to the critical point, from the horse’s eye shot out of the fishy smell of the mixture of white semen, only to see my mother’s throat, a throat swallow! , put my years of love for my mother, the love, the semen as much as possible to swallow in the mouth.
Mother with a finger gently pushed the glans, and the rod more because just after ejaculation, still slightly shaking, mother to the last residual essence with toilet paper guess clean, with me with the bathroom shower.
There wasn’t much interaction during the process, perhaps because it was already clear what the other person meant just by looking at them.
Mother is in the bathroom, that hot water mist makes me not see the face clearly, but that chapter shy face, eyes are all the delicate flirtation.
That night, my mother and I were dressed, lying down with each other, I thought of the mother and son had not yet for each other to drain the time, my mother’s silk bathrobe, no bra, only pink triangle panties, and now the two off to different from the previous, I gently hold my mother’s right hand, holding on tightly.
I think at this moment, there is a saying that comes to mind “when no one is whispering in the middle of the night, at this time no sound is better than sound”, I was reckless at this time to once with my mother to ask for a kiss, in the passionate kisses, I just turned over to sleep, waiting for the end of the tour to come.
Now in a nine-passenger RV, driving back to the mansion from Songshan Airport, I was going to go to the mansion with everyone else to prepare for Grandma’s 68th birthday, but after I talked to my father, I decided to go over to Grandma’s face first, wait for a while, and then drive my mother and me back to Heavenly Mother.
Although on the surface, my mother and I were still as usual, but sometimes my mother would look at me in a way that was a little bit not quite right, although only for a moment, but I could still feel it.
To put it nicely, it is a nine-person seat, in fact, only including the driver plus the back two rows, it is more like a person to sit, my mother and I in the last row, it is simply a place to put the luggage in the insertion of a chair that can be assembled and disassembled with the front and back space is very short, I have no place to put my feet long, I can only spread my legs, and not too much blowing to the back of the cold air conditioning, I looked at my mother’s tired face, and without saying anything, I will follow my mother to sit at the end of the driver. To the right of my uncle was my great aunt, in the second row was my grandmother’s father and my aunt’s son, in the third row were two other aunts, and my mother and I were at the end.
And my mother wore a plain and elegant suit today, in the car my mother had a girl’s reserve, so her legs were clenched and angled in my direction, while her body was slightly tilted to let me this side.
That’s when I met my mother’s eyes, and the thought of the night before made me embarrass myself a little and rush to look at the window.
As the car moved at speed, the streetlights of the highway outside the window gradually joined into a line.
It was already night time, the deep orange lights on the street lamps connected into a hot dragon, the city in the distance, the front because of traffic jams and formed a string of red taillights, let me think, where to go from here? I was in the car watching my mother fake sleep, and my mother was woken up by the act of me stealing her left hand, I deliberately tickled the palm of my hand with my fingers, and my mother’s googly-eyed face was illuminated by the headlights on the road, and she smiled slightly at me, while in front of her, except for my aunt and uncle who were still driving, the rest of the people were sleeping to death.
I called out softly to my uncle and said, “How much longer will it take? Auntie uncle turned his neck and said “long, look at this traffic jam into this”, at this point I began to play with my mother, with two index fingers and thumb as a human foot, crawling around on my mother’s arm, and finally simply touched my mother’s legs.
But this is all done at the bottom, the mother saw me lightly touching her thighs, did not stop, I moved my body to the mother’s side, in the mother’s hand pulled on my thighs, the mother looked at me with a suspicious smile, I played a naughty shushing gesture, the mother gently upward lift the long skirt, the mother hurriedly blocked me, a little frightened, I leaned into the mother’s ear and said, “Caressing to, will not! I leaned behind my mother’s ear and said, “Just a caress, not a big action.” My mother then blushed a little and asked me not to move.
I put my hand under my mother’s skirt, and retreated the whole skirt to the waist, revealing a black lace panty, I caressed the white thighs, my fingers intentionally or unintentionally on the inside of the thighs, gently rubbing, and touching the private parts, I used my fingers to lightly tickle the flesh pits, although separated by the panties, but it also made my mother show her shy expression.
I put my mother’s hand dry on my rod and rubbed my prick with my hand pressed against her hand, my mother then took the initiative to caress me, and being simply hard and uncomfortable under the thick pounds of jeans I unzipped the zipper, and with my panties out of the way, my cock came out semi-soft.
Mother lowered her head to pretend to sleep, eyes are stealing glances at me this, she caressed with her left hand up and down, and so the whole root hard up, began to accelerate the set, so that I rose hard and even more thick, with the traffic jam gradually receded, the car began to speed up, into a mountainous region of the next section of the journey, I see me up hard, want to mother to help me to contain a little bit, the mother said that she was afraid of someone to see, and finally or according to my request, lowered his head and secretly blow lick! The phallus, but the mother’s fear of personality, coupled with the car and vibration bumps, oral skills than usual, just let me more excited and to.
Finally arrived at a mansion in Taipei, I hurriedly put on my pants, my mother was finishing up, the car with the arrival of the beginning of the hubbub, wait for people to get off the car, my mother and I into the room in a row, some of the scene, of course, the words are inevitable, not only their own family members, there are other politicians and businessmen to congratulate Grandma on her birthday, my mother accompanied my father to solicit guests, I stayed in the upper hall, holding a cup of Hiroshima iced tea, this is the corner of the hall set up a bar, the hall hanging crystal lights, the servants began to push the food cart in front of the hall table filled with exquisite cuisine. This is the bar set up in the corner of the hall, with crystal chandeliers hanging above the hall. In the hall, servants began to push food carts and put exquisite dishes in front of the dining tables in the hall.
Grandma likes grandeur, I always can’t figure out Grandma’s idea, obviously just got off the plane is very tired, still have to act like nothing, with these politicians and businessmen and celebrities to play ha ha ha, in my ears heard, a lot of simply compliments, I grew up in such an environment, only to see my mother looked up from the hall to give me a wink to come down.
There are granite finely carved steps on the left and right sides of the hall, and above that is a walkway where you can see all the people from the top to the bottom, and I like to stay here, where I can get a sense of security.
I walked down the steps, hand on the ladder Roman style stone carving, first courteous with the passing crowd, with a look and a nod of the head, every time I appeared, I have to put up with everyone’s eyes, listen to people whispering privately, and the girls’ playfulness, anyway, I’m more used to it early.
My father asked me to say hello to a congressman who was a congressional representative, and I had to keep smiling; every move I made represented the family, and it turned out to be the congressman’s daughter who was about my age, currently studying abroad and returning to Taiwan today.
I saluted the beautiful girl, who looked like no ordinary person in an elegant navy blue dress with her head coiled into a stylized form, long slender legs, and a pair of white high heels on her feet.
I knew what they all wanted me to do next, I had to make a show of asking this girl if she wanted to walk with me, which of these elders didn’t want me to do that? It’s all about two words, face, and the hypocrisy is sickening.
I took the girl’s hand like a gentleman, and the girl had gloves on her hand of the same style as her dress, and I led the girl for a walk in the back garden.
The back garden is an oval with a fountain in the middle with koi carp in the pool, vice all the street lights that appear on British streets, and I have a go at making small talk with the girls to set them up, and I’ll set them up because, well, I’ll have to see if she’s in the same league as me.
I’m roughly split between those who, like me, think this kind of party is birdy, and those who think this girl is here specifically to see the boys and is ready to marry into the family.
Thankfully, now that this girl is the former, it’s a real pleasure for us all to talk about ourselves to each other, especially cursing our parents and everything in the family.
That’s why I went to private school, because I wanted to live a different life.
This girl is very humorous, but unfortunately the time is late, I must hurry to send people away, so back to the hall, and the father said that the girl’s parents have long gone, want me to send her home, I thought it is just as well that I also have to go, so I pulled the girl and grandma to goodbye, and after that, with the mother to a wink, and then the three of them got into the car, hurriedly left this castle full of lies and hypocrisy.
When I reached the girl’s door, I gave a sign of break, which led me back toward the mother of God, while the long trip plus a return to the mansion under the bombardment of the party, long ago, regardless of the image, collapsed in the back seat and fell into a deep slumber.
My car approached the garage, Shashaya had already received my phone notification, waiting for me at the door, I put my mother in a princess embrace, directly to my mother’s boudoir, the maid is to take the luggage, followed in the back, and asked me what I wanted to do, I want to maid to help my mother to settle down, and then come to me.
In my mother’s room, I saw a photo of the four of us, my parents, my grandmother, and my grandfather. My grandfather was still a member of a political party at the time, so it was very rare for him to go out with me, and this photo was the only one that made me feel happy.
Because the people in it, they were smiling naturally and very happy.
I walked out the door and up to the piano room to the garden terrace, where I came to look at the view from afar whenever I was thinking about something on my mind.
I remember that time when I was in my country in the fourth year of primary school, when my father was still a financier in the country and my mother was the daughter-in-law of the family.
That day, it seems that I was arguing that I want to go to the beach to play, but also said that we are all bad, said that mom and dad, grandpa and grandma, all have to accompany me to go, I was sulking for three days, and finally grandma could not bear to ask Grandpa to set aside a day, coupled with the fact that I kept going to Grandpa’s study to pout, Grandpa finally nodded his head to say yes.
In the photo, I am at the beach with the ocean behind me, Grandma is holding me in her arms, and Grandpa is standing on my left, while Grandpa has actually removed his usual serious expression and made a funny face with his face pressed against mine, Grandma laughed, while my father behind me put on an exaggerated smile, which made my mother cover up her mouth and laughed, and the person who took the photo for us said that we had a good relationship with this family.
However, things have changed, I don’t recognize Grandma anymore, nor do I recognize Father, I don’t see Grandpa smiling, and Mother only smiles when she’s with a guest, but it’s a fake smile.
When I woke up the next morning, it was already the noon hour, and I walked out of bed with a tired look on my face, all aching in my back, and opened the window to inhale the air of this twelve-story building.
Then I went downstairs to eat the meal that the maid was supposed to prepare for me, but my mother said she would cook it. Sasha and I looked at each other and thought it was unbelievable that my mother hadn’t cooked in such a long time. I jokingly said, “Mom, I haven’t cooked for so long. Mother put the egg noodles and some vegetables into the pot, cut some slices of pork, a handful of scallions and an egg, and it was done in less than ten minutes. I told the maid to go and get busy, and then mother did it next to me and watched me eat the noodles.
I saw from my mother’s eyes love, that is a long time not appeared appearance, this noodle hot mouth, but really delicious, than those high-class restaurant is more delicious, mountain treasures and sea food, compared to the mother’s a dish, suddenly the heart is sour, sad tears and down, I hastily pretend that nothing, three or two times this noodle to finish.
I asked my mother if she wanted to play the piano later. Mother walked up with me to the piano room, piano brand I do not know, but at least heard that this is a foreign, bought when spent more than six million, as if there is a famous production of famous piano family to do, regardless of the quality of sound, color, wood, lacquer, can be seen in this piano is not extraordinary, and now want to buy it can not be bought.
Mother’s fingertips are still playing the Moonlight Sonata, which I grew up in the hall mother played, sad last time the university general studies class, watching the teacher play the sea piano player, I felt familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere.
Toward the end of the song, I wrapped my hands around my mother’s neck, kissed her face, and ran my hands from back to front, rubbing the globes of her breasts.
Mother wearing a white one-piece dress, look at this dress, we know that again from which famous masters of the hand, the overall one-piece dress, around the chest with a special seam sewing, so that the breasts bracketed high, cleavage squeezed deep, around the waist there are two gold ring buttons, buckle to the back of the waist, to the waist of the curve of the savage lined up, the lower skirt pick classical dress, a lot of lace lace the innermost, and behind the bare empty, exposing the fragrant shoulders and the beautiful back.
As I played with my breasts, my mother stood up and locked the piano room door.
I looked at my mother, sitting in the piano chair, backing the keys.
My mother shyly straddled my legs, twisting her hips under her skirt to stimulate my rod, I simply pulled down my blouse’s bra lining, and two pairs of high, snow-white breasts popped out from the inside, slightly sagging, with date-red nipples, and I greedily sucked my mother’s nipple globes, while my mother wiggled her hips, enjoying the breast teasing that I was bringing to her.
I pulled up the mother’s upper skirt, pull the pants open, revealing the rod, fingers a probe pussy, has been muddy, I squeeze the glans to the lips of the outer pussy, the mother frowned, I kissed a mouthful of hands to support the meat of the buttocks, the mother of a downward sitting, all of a sudden, prick into the flesh of the pussy, the delicate mother of a cry of shame, only to see the mother’s face blushing, eyes half-open, lips tightly closed, is still adapting to the size of my rod in her vagina, I pushed up a rod a little bit! I pushed the rod a little, the honey pot was more open by my support, the mother soft body, spread on my shoulders, I feel by hand from the groin into the skirt, the triangle panties pulled into a thong, stuffed in the groin, in the pussy next to the panties to the dial good, so as not to hinder me from thrusting.
I began to swing my waist, so that my mother began to grind with me in the thrust, I put my hips began to pump up and down violently, my mother twisted her buttocks, her chest tits kept bobbing up and down, the meat stick in the pussy almost the whole heel did not enter, I let my mother began to ride on me, twisting left and right, back and forth squeeze, the walls of the flesh kept clamping my rod, my mother’s lewd appearance at this moment, the mouth bites the slender finger, the nose issued a muffled puddle, the entire thighs are all lewd liquid.
I hold one hand on the savage waist, one pull up until the whole heel of the rod is about to fall out, in the hard to pour into the flesh, buttocks meat hit the thighs to let out a snap, mother also lewdly bellowed.
I want my mother’s hands around my neck, I raised my mother’s feet with both hands, while I stood up, my mother looked as if she was afraid that she would fall, I flung my mother’s upper body, and the beauty of the moment was vigorously poured into my mother’s hands, poured into my mother’s wailing and whimpering and sobbing, and was so happy that she clutched me with both hands and wouldn’t let go.
I carried my mother towards the piano, I want my mother to carry me on her back, hand on the piano lid, pouting ass, legs open, I licked the back, and then I unzipped the zipper behind the one-piece dress, so that my mother took off her clothes, and then backed her panties down to her ankles, only the white high heels were left on her body, and I pressed my mother’s waist and told her to stick her ass up even higher, and my mother had to raise her toes and let her entire anus exposed in front of my eyes.
I squatted down first, licked the outer labia and anus from bottom to top, before gently inserting the meat stick into the pubic mound, holding my mother’s crotch bone with both hands, and began to pump the root, one after another, the sound of thigh slapping, the poor mother couldn’t help but moan and wail, and didn’t care if there was anyone else who would hear it, I kept my lower body writhing rapidly, squeezing the balls of the breasts that were hanging in mid-air in both my hands, quickly, soon to be even faster, and the whole flesh pussy was filled with obscenity that flowed down my thighs. Ankle heels.
I a vigorous one, stopped in the mother’s womb, one hand to lift the mother’s right foot, turned a hundred and eighty degrees, hands a support meat buttocks, put the mother on the piano cover, two hands grasping the mother’s hands, while the mother frog legs open, I was only then the last time I pumped, the meat stick in the sticky, wet cunt rubbing, I think it is very nice and tight, so good to clip, not only wet, Min dare to straighten up to make the mother is even more lewd and flowing, the mother is a good example. Glans a shock of tingling, I pulled out, set a few times.
Semen fell in mid-air, stained mother’s body, belly, chest, face, and the piano lid, white semen on the black piano, forming a strong contrast, I lay on top of my mother, sucked and kissed my mother’s lips, recalling the just passionate mother’s lustful screams, as well as the shy face, I made the decision that my mother is the person I want to protect.
Kaohsiung apartment, mother and son on the couch early in the morning, mother wearing a short T and hot pants, I’ve never seen my mother dressed like this, my mother’s eyes flirtatious, with me as much as the love, in Kaohsiung these days, my mother and I are like a newlywed couple, every day in the sex, from the room on the bed, the toilet toilet across the seat, the kitchen under the kitchen counter oral sex, today it is the couch to have sex, my mother began to wear a erotic lingerie and cosplay, completely getting rid of the old noblewoman look.
Only outside will be more astringent, but once in the back seat of the bus, the mother directly for me to oral sex, and in the park to play the field by mosquito bites, the mother has changed, become cheerful and lively, I give up my studies, began the home webcam, the mother also help me, which makes me even more every day, I embrace the mother of this woman, so that I am enjoying the sweet love all the time.
The past is long gone, and I am not attached to those memories, as long as my mother is by my side, I am satisfied.
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This is a story of a friend of mine, except for the incest.
You would never think that a rich son like this would have so much trouble, I know it’s very much like a TV show, but he didn’t tell me about the end result, so I wrote a happy ending for him, because I had just heard his story not long after before, and he just seemed to have evaporated, and couldn’t be found, the school just said that the whole family had gone abroad.
Is it possible? I asked myself, although I knew him for a very short time, but the pain in his heart at that time, and that expression, all in my life force to set off a ripple, but the personnel has changed, people have their own aspirations, I can only wish him well, and hope that he can live the life he wants.
And in this one I have more plot layouts and less sex, so I’m deeply sorry for that, much obliged.
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