lit. home flowers always smell better than wild flowers

When I was small, my family was very poor. I remember that Uncle Sam did not even have a house to live in when he got married, and he lived with our technical family for several years. There were four children in our family, two children in Uncle Sam’s family, and four adults, ten people living under the same roof, even in the countryside where the land was not so tight, this kind of embarrassment was unbearable.

In this situation, my older two sisters slept with my younger sister, while I slept with my mom and dad, and this went on for several years until Uncle Sam and his family got a new home. At that time, I was still young, only five or six years old, I didn’t understand anything, and I was often angry because I was woken up in the middle of the night. Dad was a rough man, and in the middle of the night he suddenly got excited and climbed on top of mom, waking both of us up.

However, he is not very good at what he does, and he often falls asleep just after mom is woken up. As far as I can remember, he never lasted more than five minutes, and sometimes I wonder if such an incompetent man is my real father (^_^ sweat! I’m just kidding!) I’m not sure if he’s my real father or not.

Now that I think about it, I can’t seem to blame Dad, he’s so busy working his ass off every day to make ends meet that he doesn’t have much energy to spare, not to mention that Mom is so pretty that she might have drained him dry a long time ago (^_^ ).

It was just a really hard thing for mom to deal with. She originally did not love Dad, in this case even more feel as if they are the same as the libido tool, coupled with sexual desire can not be satisfied, no matter the psychological and physiological are very bitter. Mom came from a family of books.

My grandfather’s side of the family is a very large family, his old man once served as a university professor, is very knowledgeable. My mother was his favorite daughter, and although I can’t say she inherited his knowledge, she could be considered a talented woman. Grandfather used to be very rich and powerful, before the liberation, he was the biggest landowner in the area, and it was said that half of the county belonged to his family at that time.

I don’t need to tell you that a big landlord like this will be in bad luck after liberation. Otherwise, why would a man like Dad marry a talented and beautiful woman like Mom? And I, moreover, could not have been born.

Mom was about sixteen or seventeen years old when she married, which is my guess, because Mom has always refused to tell me the real situation. She just said that she was in a complete rush when she married, and that she got married after only knowing her for three or two days, and that she only knew that Dad wasn’t too bad looking and wasn’t a bad guy – two of the few good things about him.

Later heard uncle vaguely mentioned, as if because of avoiding disaster – like mom like beauty, that kind of family, in that era naturally inevitable bullying, find a strong dependence is the best choice, it is also inevitable. Because of the origin of the reason, mom and dad have a big gap.

Mom loved literature, especially ancient poems and songs, wrote well, could draw and play the piper. I except in the history of this discipline dare to compete with mom other than the other are inferior. And Dad, can’t read two words, weak and incompetent, vulgar, no matter the character of talent and moral cultivation are far from being able to compare with Mom, the two simply do not have any common language, even the most favored Dad’s grandparents had to admit that he really does not deserve Mom.

My mother was very depressed, but there was nothing she could do but suffer in silence. I remember that my mother once wrote a poem, in which the lines “A river of spring water goes eastward, and the moon sets over the western mountains without turning back” are probably a reflection of her heart.

Maybe because she does not love the father’s sake, mom is very loving to me, even say spoiled is not too much, to me is obedient to all the requirements. When I was very young, she was extraordinarily close to me, often hugging me and kissing me, and when I slept, she always hugged me and refused to let go of me (mom said I was more attractive to her than others when I was young).

Dad that person, once asleep thunder can not wake up, mom in the middle of the night but always can not sleep, in my body to touch around, especially like to touch my penis. Although mom and dad share the same bed, but the sleeping position is back to back, occasionally when dad turned over his hand on her body will be removed by her, and I, but used to hide in mom’s arms and touch her breasts to sleep.

In fact, it was obvious to see that mom had no feelings at all for dad, but she was unable to file for divorce. Divorce is a very common thing for modern people, but for people at that time, it was a barrier that could not be crossed, especially for women.

Until today, in our hometown, there are women who would rather commit suicide by poison than divorce. Our place is very hot in summer, electric fans are very expensive, the average person can not afford to buy, and there are often power outages, so many people are greedy for coolness used to sleep outside the sister face. This situation often leads to rape.

Nine out of ten rural women who have been raped do not dare to talk about it, because it would mean the loss of their reputation.

Dad would not sleep in the house in the summer, he was afraid of the heat, and often went to sleep on the stone bridge by the river (the wind from the river was very cool). Mom would rather die of heat than go outside (it’s no wonder, now mom is more than 40 years old, often followed by a group of boring people harass her, not to mention that mom was less than 30, is young and beautiful, the local first beauty ah, if you sleep outside is not an accident).

Since Dad wasn’t around and the bed was too hot, Mom tended to strip down to just a pair of panties and lie there, her snowflake body dazzling the eyes – Mom had the whitest skin, my little sister was a little behind her, and now one of my favorite things to do was to watch her lying naked on the bed trembling and moaning under my magic hands! Now one of my favorite things to do is to watch her lying naked on the bed, trembling and moaning under my magic hands — I was still young then, and I liked to lie on top of her and touch her breasts and listen to her tell me stories. I was very familiar with my mom’s body by then, the only thing I hadn’t touched was her pussy.

One time I was curious and touched her panties, and my mom just stared and didn’t stop me. But I was only 6 or 7 years old and didn’t know anything about it, so I touched it and withdrew my hand, not knowing what it felt like. That time was one of the happiest times for me because I felt that my mom belonged only to me at that time.

Maybe it was then that my Oedipus complex got out of hand. Later, when Uncle Sam moved out, we got an extra room, and I was already nine years old, so I no longer slept in the same bed with my parents, but with my elder sister. As I got used to touching my mom’s breasts every night, I naturally felt my way into my big sister’s bra (my mom wasn’t wearing a bra at that time, while my twelve-year-old big sister had already started wearing one).

To be honest, I didn’t mean to, it was purely a habit I’d gotten into. Because when big sister woke up and pushed my hand away I still didn’t know how my hand got in. As a result, when I woke up the next morning, my hand was still left on my big sister’s breast.

At that time, my elder sister had just developed, and her breasts were very small, not as full as my mother’s breasts, so there was really no point in touching them. However, at that time, I didn’t even know whether the breasts were good or bad, because it was just a matter of habit and nothing else. As a result, every time in the middle of the night, my sister had to take my hand out once, and then the next day I found it was still there.

Later, when I discussed this issue with my elder sister, I asked her: “Your breasts are so full now, is it because I touched them when I was a child.” As a result, I was beaten up and told that I had been a pervert since I was a child. This situation lasted for more than a week, and finally my sister resigned herself to her fate and didn’t bother to pay attention to me.

Until my sister went to high school, her beautiful breasts were always in my hands. May really friction on the development of breasts effective, big sister’s breasts from childhood is very beautiful, white and tender, both full and soft, straight up high, make her those female classmates envy, more attracted a lot of perverted eyes, the result led to my big sister from the second year of junior high school around has never lack of suitors.

Elementary school in the sixth grade, I was thirteen years old, the city organized a math competition, said to select a group of people to participate in the provincial math competition, very honored, I was selected with the first place. Although the family has long been accustomed to our four siblings from time to time to bring back a large number of awards and prizes, but this matter still let them very happy a lot, the family gathered together to celebrate a good, grandpa that night and even drink high grandpa’s physical condition is closely related to the amount of alcohol he drinks.

My first year of college I bought a gift for my grandfather with a scholarship that I won a grade seized, and then he was so happy that he got drunk again, and then he couldn’t drink any more, and then he passed away very quickly, which is still a little sad to think about.) . At that time, my father and uncle had already gone to Yunnan to do business, my elder sister went to high school to live in school, although there were fewer people in the family, but the family population was too large, and the noisy and noisy until the middle of the night, and I had already gone to bed in the middle of the night, and I couldn’t bear to be disturbed.

When I woke up in the middle of the night, I saw my mom sitting alone on the side of my bed, drinking wine and shedding tears while drinking. At that time I did not know what caused my mother to shed tears, and later realized that it was the fourth aunt of the dainty girl said something that should not be said to stir up the mother’s heart and feelings. The fourth aunt’s family is very rich, the fourth uncle is relying on her family’s help to have the capital to go to Yunnan business, so she has always spoken in a foul voice, very annoying to the family.

According to the fourth aunt’s logic, the fourth uncle was the most capable person in my family, and now it was thanks to her mother’s family that our family’s situation had improved, so she should have been the most valued of the several daughters-in-law, however, everyone kept praising mom, which made her very unhappy, and she was probably drunk at the time and said something she shouldn’t have said, which made mom unhappy. Mom didn’t get mad when everyone was there, but when everyone left she cried alone and woke me up.

Looking at my mom, who was crying silently, I felt very sad. The four of us, to be honest, have no feelings for our father, until today, it is only “he is our father” this cognitive only. But to mom is different, in addition to the feelings of adoration and even some worship, that she simply know everything.

But that night, I felt really, really sorry for my mom, just a woman to be pitied. I hugged my mom from behind and let her cry in my arms. People may not believe it, but that’s what happened. At that moment, I really thought I should protect her. I think I really fell in love with my mom, maybe from that time.

Mom, who was hugged by me, was a bit surprised at first, but soon proceeded to cry on my shoulder, whispering as she did so. I can’t remember what I said, and neither can mom, because she was drunk, and if she hadn’t been drunk, the rest would never have happened.

And my life afterward would not have turned out the way it did. My mom, who had finished crying, lay side by side with me on the bed, wrapping her arms around me and talking. It had been over three years since mother and son had slept together, but it wasn’t the least bit unnatural. I naturally slipped my hands inside my mom’s shirt to rest on those familiar breasts, and she didn’t stop me, and even took the initiative to remove her shirt to make it easier for me to touch them.

In my mother’s mind, I was still the little oedipal doll, and there was no intention of seducing me. But she forgot that I was, after all, thirteen years old, and in some ways even developing much earlier than my peers.

(The second sister often said that I was born an asshole, sometimes she was angry with me and wanted to scold me, but before that, but always can’t argue with me to be tossed around a bit, and when the tossing is over she has no strength, and I do not know what to prepare to scold me, so I am very afraid of this kind of gentle tossing.) (The second sister said that it was fortunate that there were several women in the family, otherwise she would not have been tossed to death by me.)

While she still thought I was just an innocent child, a certain part of me had begun to grow faintly, my heart was beating fast, my body was hot, and my hands were not just randomly touching without purpose like before, but pressing on my breasts with flirtatious strokes.

After all, mom is a person who has been there before, she quickly sensed that I was wrong and lowered her head to look at me. My heart was on the verge of popping out, just like being caught red-handed as a thief I was scared to death, my hands froze there not knowing what to do. If it was my mom when she was sober she would have stopped me from continuing, right, but she didn’t stop me then, she just looked at me and there was no expression on her face, then she closed her eyes and didn’t say anything.

I figured she was acquiescing, so I continued to touch her breasts, feeling her nipples getting harder and gradually standing up. Now, of course, I knew that it was a sign of my mom’s affection, but at the time, I didn’t know what was going on, and I just felt that the hardened nipples seemed to be more comfortable to touch. At that time, I already knew a little bit about people, and I really wanted to see mom’s pussy, but I was afraid that she would be angry, but I didn’t want to give up, so I tried to touch down along the belly little by little.

When I touched my mom’s panties she pressed my hand violently and once again opened her eyes to look at me before looking down at my lower half. It was a hot day and both mom and I were just lying on the bed in our underwear, and the light made the tent underneath me, high and erect, clear for all to see.

I looked at her nervously, wondering what she would say, if she would still scold me or even beat me up. However mom didn’t, she looked at me for a while, smiled and said, “So my son has grown up.” Then she pulled out the light and turned her back to me, telling me to go to bed quickly so she could get up early tomorrow.

The lights went out, the room was dark, and only the heavy breathing of mother and son could be heard. I was scared and angry, but also felt a little aggrieved. In the past, my mom used to be obedient to me, but now she dared to turn her back on me and treat me so coldly, which made me very dissatisfied.

I simply wrapped my arms around her from behind and pushed my hardening cock against her ass. Mom’s breath caught noticeably and her body went rigid, but still she didn’t turn around.

I got even more angry, and my cock shrugged up against her ass one by one, and then …… quickly ejaculated. To be honest, that does not feel very good, because I feel that my mom was so far away from me at that time, are almost aggrieved to cry out. After the leak I lay flat on the bed, a good half a day did not fall asleep, and can even feel my tears in the eyes.

But my mom thought I was asleep, turned to look at me, touched my face for half a second, and then kissed me. My heart slowly calmed down and felt my mom’s tenderness. She called out to me and I pretended to be asleep ignoring her. Then mom hesitated for a while, put her hand on my panties and just left it there, then sighed softly.

I don’t know how long she watched me, but anyway, my heart was beating so fast it felt like time was passing extraordinarily slowly.

I guess mom actually knew I wasn’t asleep, but she didn’t say so and I didn’t dare open my eyes. After a long time mom turned on her side and wrapped me in her arms, hugging me so tightly that my face was squished against her breasts.

My mom used to snuggle me in this way when I was younger, but then it slowly became less frequent, and I don’t know when she stopped snuggling me like this.

But this cuddling made me very happy and bold, my hand quietly pressed on mom’s panties, mom’s body was shocked, but did not say anything, at this time I realized that mom’s panties a little wet. Then mom said my panties are wet, hurry to take off to avoid uncomfortable. I obediently took them off and looked at mom, wanting her to take off her panties too but not daring to ask. Mom lay flat on her back, not sure what she was thinking, and didn’t ask me to change my panties.

I asked my mom later if she would have rejected me if I had jumped on her. Mom replied that she didn’t know, and said she didn’t even know what she was thinking at the time. Still, I didn’t have the guts to pounce, but instead lay obediently on my mom’s arm. Mom kissed me on the forehead and slowly touched my body, and I slowly touched my mom’s body, little by little, to the top of her panties. She didn’t stop me when I took off my mom’s panties, but started touching my dick.

I was also scared and nervous at the same time as I touched my mom’s pussy, hot and soft, with some mucus slippery and not flowing. I didn’t dare to insert my fingers, but just touched mom’s labia on the outside, occasionally sliding my middle finger gently over the center slit. Mom and I have no further action, just slowly and gently stroking each other’s genitals, not flirting between men and women, but the caress of each other’s body, it felt very gentle, very comfortable.

Until today, I’m still used to stroking my mom’s sex in this way to calm my emotions and feel the tender attachment between each other, just like a spring breeze brushing across the water surface, bringing up slight ripples, which will only make people feel relieved and won’t feel the dreadfulness of a rapid storm.

It was in the midst of all these gentle touches that my restlessness was calmed, my mind soothed, and then I fell into a deep sleep. I didn’t get a good grade in that competition because I had a cold. But I didn’t regret it, and I thought my relationship with my mom had taken a step further and become closer.

But mom has become timid and often avoids me, consciously or unconsciously, and tries to avoid the chance of just the two of us being together. She used to come over to see if I was asleep before she went to bed every time, but now it’s become a very late visit, and by then I’m already asleep.

I soon felt her escape, some angry some aggrieved, but did not dare to blame her. Once, I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night to find my mom she sat on the edge of the bed looking at me obsessively, I pulled her, wanting her to sleep with me, but she fled away. I cried in a low voice, cried all night.

I began to regret that night, I thought I was closer to my mom and now I realized I was farther away. I was very unhappy the summer after elementary school, I even had several fights with my second sister, and beat up a kid two years older than me, causing his family to come to my door. I thought my mom scolded me for fighting, but she didn’t, which made me even more sad.

The turning point for things was during winter vacation. My second sister and I went home every weekend. My older sister was three years older than me, but had started school four years earlier than me, and was already in her second year of high school. Big sister is a career-minded woman, her wish at that time was: “to go to B University, go abroad, and have a car.” Now these three wishes have been realized, she herself has become a rich woman, than I earn more money.

At that time, my elder sister seldom went home, only going back once a month, and then she went back even less after she went to Beijing to study, and she worked in Beijing for several summer and winter vacations. Dad was still in Yunnan, so it was often just mom and little sister at home. At that time, the family situation has gradually improved, Dad in Yunnan earned money to send back, Mom’s burden is much easier, but became more lonely.

Every time we went back, it was like a holiday for mom. As she became richer, she began to dress up. Every time I went back, I felt that my mom seemed to change her appearance, getting younger and prettier, which often dazzled me. In fact, mom was dressing up for me alone, which she told me later.

In her words, other than her son, other people have no appreciation of the eyes, but will attract gossip, why bother to show them? I felt that my mom gradually became close to me again, no longer avoiding me, sometimes secretly kissing me or hitting me.

In the past, my mom never let me do anything, but during that time, every time my mom did something, she made sure to call me aside, either to give me some small things to do, or purely just let me stay by her side. It’s kind of like the old close mother-son relationship, but it seems to be slightly different.

I could pamper myself in her arms and secretly touch her and mom would be happy. Sometimes she would lie on my bed for a while, but would no longer take off her shirt, but would just let me touch her breasts through her shirt, and then she would stop, knock me on the head and scold me for being a “little bastard” and leave.

During the winter vacation, my elder sister also came back from the city high school, and the house was more lively with more people. Father, a total of five brothers, are married, according to our family rules, the New Year’s Eve dinner on the 30th day of the New Year is to eat five families, that is, the entire family members eat from our home to eat all the way to the fifth uncle’s home.

Obviously, it was just a figure of speech for the children to make so much noise, and no one had such a big stomach to eat five families in a row. This custom has not been abolished even after the death of Uncle Five, although there is no one left in Uncle Five’s family, but that last family still exists, it is the other four families who share that New Year’s Eve dinner, and at the dinner table of each family, the seat of Uncle Five and Grandma has been maintained.

It was only after my grandfather died and the family split up and blossomed everywhere that the custom was really abolished. Before the New Year, there was a small New Year. At noon that day, my mother’s elder sister and younger sister went to the street to buy New Year’s goods, so my second sister and I were at home. My second sister had spent the morning cleaning up the house and was tired and wanted to take a nap.

She had gotten used to sleeping with her arms around me, and hadn’t had a chance to make out with me since she got home, so that day she asked me to close the door and draw the curtains, and then fell asleep lying on my bed with her arms around my waist and resting on my thighs. I was reading a book while stroking her head, and suddenly I felt that this atmosphere was so cozy and comfortable.

I put down the book and looked at my second sister’s face, which was a bit dusty but extraordinarily beautiful, causing me to stare at it for half a day. In the past, I know that the second sister is very beautiful, but even when I make out with her I treat her as a sister (just like now I am on the big sister, most of the degree is to treat her as a sister and friend, only a small part of it is to treat her as their own wives), and never really moved, but at that moment I really moved, and I thought that even if I had a wife in the future, it would not be able to compare with the sister in front of me.

I gently wiped the dust off my second sister’s face, then lowered my head to kiss her, afraid of waking her up. However, Second Sister’s intuition is sometimes frighteningly sharp. She’s usually not easily woken up when she’s asleep, but my kiss actually woke her up.

She was pretending to be asleep and I quickly realized this and got playful, thinking let’s see how long you pretend. I laid her down on the bed and got under the covers to undress her. She was still pretending so I undid all of her dress pants and kissed her starting from her breasts all the way to her pussy.

My second sister never let me suck her off before, saying it was too dirty. This was my first time sucking her off, and my technique was definitely poor, but my sister said it was the most comfortable time she had ever had. In the past, even if she had an orgasm, she would only grunt through clenched teeth, but that day she screamed so loudly that she scared me and covered her mouth with a towel. She climaxed quickly, both violently and permanently, spewing pussy cum straight into my face.

Her body trembled there, pulled me up and kissed me violently with a degree of passion never seen before. After the kiss she just looked at me, motionless looking at me, her body naked outside also don’t care, or I help her to put on the clothes, the whole process she is like paralyzed like just stupidly looking at me.

As I said earlier, sex organs are dirty things in my second sister’s mind. Her willingness to perform oral sex on me indicated that she was already submissive to me, and my oral sex on her was a response to her feelings. In fact, my second sister’s requirements for me have always been very simple: first, to love her sincerely, second, to be successful, and also not to cheat her.

To be a man of honor is not to be rich and famous, as the eldest sister was, but simply to be able to say with pride in front of others, “I believe in him.” She didn’t care about any shortcomings beyond that. My second sister’s trust in me was unbelievable.

I will inevitably run into some need to play the occasion outside, the rest of the family do not believe that I can not move in front of the beauty, they all know, my libido is very tight, three days do not touch the woman body is difficult, but the second sister but believe me. This kind of trust is very touching to me, but also brings a lot of pressure, do not dare to act recklessly.

You could say that it was my mom who made me a man, but it was my second sister who urged me to become an adult. Sometimes, the influence of people on people is really an incredible thing. Most of the credit for keeping our family together so far without any problems goes to my second sister.

Incest, not to mention society will not be recognized, even in our own hearts, there will inevitably be some lumps. Mom until now has not completely from this shadow out, although love me to death, but the psychological has become slightly perverted, the degree of my dependence on the degree of deference is sometimes called me feel afraid.

When I was critically ill in a car accident, she even once planned to draw off my oxygen tube and then commit suicide. My little sister used to be capricious and mischievous, but now she has become silent and preoccupied, and when she comes home, she relies on me and refuses to leave, fearing that I will suddenly disappear, sometimes waking up in the middle of the night to find that she is looking at me in a daze, and then frantically wooing me.

My elder sister has experienced more things and has a stronger mental capacity, and her feelings for me are not as deep as theirs, and she is still able to maintain her usual state, except that she loves and hates me, and sometimes she loses her temper with me for no reason, and then she treats me so well again.

The constant from the beginning was the second sister, who with her actions calmed the occasional crises that would erupt in the family and made us feel that this was a very normal family, albeit a little spooky, but still a family full of happiness. It was her presence that took away our trepidation to live a life of our own.

The second sister had a very happy time that year, not only did she finish our house, she even went to help a few of my uncles, but she was especially nice to me. In the past, as long as out of only belong to the two of us in that small house, the second sister will not allow me to have any intimate behavior to her, for fear of being found out, but now she tried to find opportunities to let the two of us together, let me to her up and down the big show of hand and foot desire, and even sneak for me to have oral sex once. I didn’t understand for a moment what her change was due to, and just stupidly enjoyed the sudden happiness.

The day I returned to school I didn’t even realize that the moment I had been looking forward to was approaching. My second sister hadn’t acted differently at all that day, first pulling the quilt out of the sun that had been lying around for the entire winter vacation, then shooing me away so she could clean the house, and baffling me by asking me to come back only after 9:30 pm.

Our school usually have evening study hall, the end of the evening study hall time is also nine thirty, after ten o’clock in the school basically no one walks. My second sister and I usually go back to study for more than an hour, often wait until eleven o’clock to start making out, plus we live in the house is more remote, weekdays there is no one, so has not been found.

However, school had just started that day, and classes didn’t officially start until the next day, so why did I have to wait until after 9:30 to go back? I was a bit puzzled, and I went back a bit earlier only to find that she had locked the door and was inside taking a shower, humming a song while doing so.

In fact, the school has a bathhouse, broken is a little broken but still can be used, but the day of the beginning of the school obviously can not be used, only the next day to officially open. I am very strange, why so anxious to take a bath, wait a day does not matter, right? Second sister is very clean, usually after making out with a towel to wipe clean, just I did not expect her to love clean love to this point, last night also took a bath at home.

And where did she get the hot water? She’s not like me who bathes in cold water in the middle of winter. To be honest, although I’m used to touching my second sister’s body, I haven’t seen her naked in one piece too many times, because I usually make out after the lights go out, and the light in the house isn’t very good.

The few times I’ve seen her in the light, she’s still shy and immediately hides under the covers or pulls out the light, not to mention seeing her second sister take a shower with her own eyes. So I knocked on the door to go in.

The second sister was first startled, and when she heard it was me, she asked me to wait for a while, opened a doorway and handed out two thermos flasks for me to fetch two pots of hot water. The boiler room in the school wasn’t on, let alone hot water, so I got it from two teachers I knew well. There was no recreational activities in our town, everyone rested early, they were closed long ago, and I knocked on the door for half a day to disturb people, making me embarrassed.

I thought she was not enough bath water before asking me to go to fight, afraid to go back late water cold freeze her, so all the way to run, the results go back when she actually has finished washing, sitting on the bed waiting for me, but I was angry a half dead. But the house is lax new, the bed sheet covers are just washed and dried, with a comfortable sunshine flavor.

My second sister stood up, closed the door and dragged the basin out from under the bed and poured hot water on it, then smiled and told me to undress.

I asked, “What for? It’s a little too early for bed, isn’t it?”

“Shhh! Keep your voice down! I’ll help you bathe.”

I was taken aback and greatly impressed at the same time, and smiled and said, “Then you’ll help me take it off.”

Second sister red-faced really come over to help me undress, and soon I was stripped clean. I was used to being served by her, plus each other naked to see has become a habit, but also did not care much, reached out to touch her breasts, only to find that she wore a jacket, inside is actually empty, the heartache of my half dead, the weather is quite cold, freezing how to do? I told her to sleep on the bed to I wash myself, she let me do not care, and then like a little daughter-in-law to help me wipe body.

In fact, I am usually cold bath used to, not afraid of the cold, she used hot water to rub in turn let me cold up, upper body a wipe clean hurriedly draped a piece of clothing, looked at her to wipe my penis over and over again is a little funny, joked: “wipe so clean to do what? There rubbed white is not good.”

She ended up hitting me on the head and pushing me down on the bed and covering my upper body with the covers. I didn’t mind her casually pulling a book to read and letting her wash my feet. The shower took over an hour to play with and I nearly caught a cold from all the times she scrubbed my body.

Waiting until finally finished rubbing the second sister immediately stripped naked into the quilt, and then pulled out the light. I was reading a book just said “what”, she blocked her mouth and kissed me passionately. Now I really felt something was wrong, and I rolled over and pinned her underneath me.

“Sis, you’re not trying to rape me, are you?”

“Nonsense!” Second Sister gave me a squeeze and said very boldly and directly, “Haven’t you always wanted to have sex with Sister? Sis gives it to you.”

I heard immediately ecstatic, hard cock so directly to the middle of the thighs of the second sister to poke, the results because too excited, not only did not find the right way instead of poking the second sister straight screaming pain, a push me down.

“What an ass!”

My second sister cursed as she climbed on top of me while all I could do was giggle in embarrassment.

“Be a good boy and don’t move! Don’t make a sound!”

After instructing me twice, my second sister kissed her way down my chest and disappeared inside the covers. I stroked her face and hair, feeling the smoothness of her licking and biting and sucking on my cock, and tried my best to hold myself back from screaming.

My second sister licked my cock from end to end, took it in her mouth and sucked on it for a while, and sucked on her scrotum for a while before she finally climbed back up and pressed herself against me.

“Brother, is it comfortable?”

“Mmm, so cozy.”

My second sister laughed softly with pleasure in the darkness and whispered for me to hold still before spreading her thighs and taking my cock in her hand and slowly entering her pussy.

A wonderful feeling immediately rushed to my heart, my second sister’s vagina was hot, hot, hot, hot, the walls of the flesh tightly surrounded and wrapped around my cock, trying to prevent it from going deeper, the taste was really comfortable.

Second Sister slowly pressed her hips down until my glans rested against a soft lump of flesh she stopped, let out a long breath and asked with some alarm, “How come it doesn’t hurt?”

I was in the middle of feeling that marvelous taste, and for a moment I didn’t hear what she was saying and asked casually:

“What?”

“Didn’t they say a woman’s first time hurts? How come I didn’t feel any pain?”

Second sister was really a bit flustered. I thought for a moment and said, “Maybe I accidentally broke your hymen when I touched you before.”

(Actually, no, she broke it while exercising herself). The second sister gave an oh-so-quiet whisper and asked, “Is it comfortable?”

I answered honestly, “It’s pinching a little.”

Second sister’s vagina is too tight, coupled with her legs clamped hard when she was nervous just now, it really hurt a little. Second sister snickered, also deliberately tight legs clamped me twice. I asked, “How do you feel?”

She replied, “Weirdly, I don’t know.”

Then she told me again to keep quiet and slowly shrugged her butt to start a small rimming up. My height developed very slowly, when I graduated from junior high school, I was only one meter six four, together with my cute face, how to look at just a thirteen or fourteen year old child rather than a sixteen year old teenager, causing my second sister to worry about half a day, thinking that it was because I had sex when I was still young and saying that she shouldn’t have seduced me (was it that she was seducing me?), however, I started to grow like crazy in my first year of high school, growing a whole minute to one meter seven four in one year. However, I started to grow like crazy in my freshman year of high school, and I grew a whole minute in one year to reach one meter seventy-four, and by the time I graduated from high school I was one meter eight.

Now I am one meter eighty-four, tall and strong, often one meter seventy-two second sister to move around like playing with children. But in the first year I was not even six meters, than the second sister is much shorter, by her under the body is equivalent to be submerged. Her tits are big, and when she shrugs her body back and forth, her tits grind around under my neck, making me very uncomfortable.

As soon as I turned my head I bit and sucked on my second sister’s nipple, and my hands went to her ass, which resulted in her shrugging even harder before she gasped sharply in my ear. To the extent that I can see it now, that sex really wasn’t very successful. The two of us weekdays although hand and eye warmth, but does not have the actual experience, naturally mistakes a lot.

In fact, I’ve seen my mom and dad having sex in my childhood, let me take the initiative should be a little better, but my second sister, that fool has always treated me as a child who doesn’t know anything, and had to be taken by her to take the initiative, and as a result, she was on the top of the set of half a day, and my cock was just a very small amplitude of in and out of her cunt, and it was really hard to talk about any strong pleasure.

However, this level was enough for our first taste of forbidden fruit. Neither of us dared to speak, hiding under the covers and secretly fucking. My second sister asked me after a while if I was comfortable, licked my ears, kissed me, and ran her two hands all over my body.

In fact, I’m not at all strong down there, it feels quite good, it’s just that I’m panicked by her pressure, then again, I feel a little unsatisfied. This kind of and wind and rain small amount of sexual intercourse lasted for a long time, the second sister finally reached orgasm, low grunt on the soft on top of me. She told me not to move, saying that she would come back later. I quit and wrapped my arms around her body and rolled over and pinned her down and started thrusting myself.

Obviously, this position made Second Sister more comfortable than the one just now. She was just panting sharply at first, then she couldn’t help but moan in a low voice, and after only two moans she hurriedly covered her mouth and told me to go easy on her. I ignored her and continued to vigorously shrug in and out while rubbing her tits and biting her nipples.

My second sister’s right hand was pressed on my back, and her left hand was covering her mouth for fear that she wouldn’t be able to stop herself from screaming out. As a result, the more nervous she was, the more sensitive she became, and the faster the pleasure came, quickly reaching her second orgasm.

At this time she can no longer hold back, both hands at the same time pressed hard on my buttocks downward, mouth at once bit on my shoulder, will be coming a cry blocked in the throat. By her so bite my body is also a loose, the Yangguan wide open will cum all shot in.

Second sister likes to scream seems to be born, every time alone with me together she screamed shockingly reckless, sometimes I was screamed by her screaming to let off. However, if several people are playing together at the same time or the surrounding environment does not allow to let go, she can not hold back very hard, and often need me to find an opportunity to satisfy her once again, so that she can let it out to her heart’s content.

During those years when we were sneaking around, my second sister didn’t dare to scream every time, sometimes she just bit the towel, which made us lose a lot of fun. The most open time for her was the half year when I first went to Beijing to study at the university. Since we were the only two people living together, my second sister often walked around the house naked without any clothes on, and made love to me whenever and wherever she wanted to.

My first time making love with my second sister had a not-so-great start, but it had a nice ending. After the orgasm I still continued to lie on top of my second sister to catch my breath, my second sister wrapped her arms around me and stroked my body. She asked me if I was comfortable and I said yes, how about you? She said she was very comfortable too, especially at the last moment when it felt like flying up to the sky. Then she touched the teeth marks on my shoulder and asked if it hurt, I said it didn’t hurt much. I said it didn’t hurt much. Then she went to kiss the teeth mark.

Both of us were lazily making small talk with one reply or another, playing with each other’s bodies. After playing for a while, my excitement returned and my dick, still left in Second Sister’s vagina, rose up once again with its head held high and begged for Second Sister’s pleasure once again. Second Sister let out a laugh and covered both of our heads with the covers. This time it lasted much longer, fucking her for over half an hour.

Second sister bit her lower lip and moaned, and in the end even bit her lip, so comfortable that she was dying. That night, I was inside her four times, and in the end, she couldn’t even move. In fact, my second sister’s physique was really good, her recovery was quite good, and she was still able to go to class the next day as if nothing had happened.

I once did the same thing to my mom later, and she ended up sleeping for a day and a night before recovering and avoiding me for days. Actually, I wasn’t usually that good, but according to my second sister, you can’t have a woman around, especially when you grow up.

Once I hadn’t touched a woman for more than half a month, then a few people in the family knew that it must have taken a few people with me at the same time to cope with it, and being alone was definitely bad luck.

Even my second sister, who had the best physical fitness and strongest recovery, didn’t dare to deal with me alone. In this way, throughout the second semester of the first year of junior high school I was almost every night with my second sister in bed upside down, enjoying the wonderful taste of sex.

In order to avoid being discovered, we had to study for an hour or so every time we got back from our late night study sessions, as usual, and waited until it was late at night before we started having sex. But this studying sometimes turned into foreplay before sex.

My staying power is getting longer and longer, sometimes even almost an hour to get, second sister to me and love and fear, used to use the mouth and slit combination to satisfy my desire. Later on, my second sister went to the city high school and came back much less often.

Our city high school is very famous, the promotion rate is very high, although it is only a small city belonging to the county-level city, but even the provincial capital of the students have transferred to our high school. The city high school is famous for its strict management, six days a week need to go to class and night study, only Saturday night and Sunday daytime is a holiday, Sunday night also have to go to night study. The intense studying and the long distance to travel forced my second sister to return home only once every three or four weeks.

Whenever she came back she always spent the night at my place first and then went home with me the next morning. She knew that I had to endure a lot of pain, so every time I let me toss and turn all night. Later on, my second sister told me that my second and third year of junior high school had caused her a lot of pain, and that every time she went back to see me, not to mention not being able to sleep, she had to get up early in the morning the next day to wash the sheets, and then go home to act as if nothing had happened, which was very tiring. It always ended with these words, “I must have owed you in my past life!” Without my second sister’s company, the energetic me had to find things to do.

Every day long-distance running, playing basketball, playing soccer, what tired people do, held the games took a lot of medals, and finally powerful enough to set a breath can do 200 push-ups terrible record, was called “Superman” by classmates. In his second year of junior high school, something happened that caused his mother to divorce his father.

In the countryside, especially in our part of the world, the concept of family is so strong and influential that family fights involving up to several hundred people often occur, and as long as no one is killed, the government does not care at all, and in fact, it cannot care. Our family is the largest in the area, and I’m afraid there are thousands of people in several villages combined.

But our family has not seen any rich and powerful figures, and our influence is not as great as that of another family, the Zhou family. Our family is the local leader of our family. Among my father’s five brothers, my father was the most honest, my second uncle was lazy and liked to play smart, my third uncle was the most hardworking and willing to work, my fourth uncle was the smartest, and my fifth uncle was the most ruthless, fighting for his life, often one against several.

At that time, the fourth uncle in Yunnan is very earned some money, the third uncle five uncle all take away, the family left uncle two and a large group of women. My aunts played mahjong when they were bored, and the game lasted a whole day.

Although mom does not play mahjong, but sometimes will look at the side, and they chat to pass the time. Zhou family has an old rogue, they do not have any skills, but the two sons are gangsters, not only fighting and brawling but also package gambling loan sharks, very much some money, he relied on the power of the two sons arrogantly very much.

Not to mention the fact that those two punks don’t even look like asses now, even back then they were like bugs in the eyes of my uncles. My fifth uncle once beat up those two kids so badly that they didn’t even recognize their mother. But with the uncles gone, the family was arrogant.

That Saturday, I just went home, saw the old hooligan and a few aunts playing mahjong, chatting and chatting mouth is a little unclean. In the countryside to say some dirty talk is not a big deal, my aunts do not care much, just next to the mother is a little unhappy, because the old rascal always pull the topic to her.

It’s really no wonder that my mom, even though she was in her thirties at the time, was still prettier than those little twenty-something girls, which inevitably led to some assholes getting bad ideas.

Just even I didn’t expect that old bastard to be so bold as to dare to molest in front of me. You should know that the treatment of such things in the countryside is very terrible, if he really did something there is only one end, that is, a few of my uncles sunk into the river, even his family did not dare to save.

That son of a bitch may be lust over the head, actually intentionally touch the mahjong on the ground, and then take the opportunity to pick up the mahjong want to touch my mother’s feet. My mom was on fire, was about to kick him when I rushed up from behind, lifted the stool next to his head and smashed it down, smashing him on the ground on the spot, and then went up to punch and kick some. If it wasn’t for my mom holding on to me, that old bastard might have been killed by me.

Then that old bastard was hospitalized for three months and still has a scar on his head. Of course, I couldn’t just let it go. The two sons of that old rascal said that they wanted me dead, and those underage youths in his family even had a few fights with the young people in our family, and even I took part in two of them.

In the end, however, it did not turn into a family fight, because the Zhou family elders know that reason is not on their side, and the uncles in our family are not a good one to be messed with. They asked me to apologize to the old bastard to make amends to put this matter over, after all, that old bastard and my grandfather is the same generation. I didn’t want to do that, and almost beat the old bastard up again.

I said, “Why are you so arrogant? Don’t you just have a few dollars? In a few years, when I grow up, let’s see who can beat who.” They couldn’t do anything about it. If we made a big deal out of it, not to mention the fact that their side was at a disadvantage, their family would definitely not be able to beat ours in a real fight.

Just me? I was so famous that even the town leaders knew about me (I won many prizes in competitions), so what if something happened to me? As a result, the matter was not settled, and the elders even warned their children and nephews not to mess with me, saying that I was ruthless, and that I would beat people to death without any regard for the consequences.

Originally, the fourth uncle was ready to come back to deal with this matter, and then after listening to grandpa said my words a smile, also did not rush back. A few months later, Grandpa celebrated his 60th birthday, a few uncles all came back and organized a three-day banquet, spending hundreds of thousands of dollars. At the banquet, the fourth uncle personally apologized to the old bastard, in fact, it is clear that the demonstration.

Isn’t your son rich? Let’s see who’s richer now. I don’t know what kind of business they are doing in Yunnan, but I guess it’s not a legitimate business because they make money so fast, one or two million dollars in one or two years. But I can’t be sure. Uncle Four is very smart and won’t do anything illegal.

That was supposed to be the end of the matter, but it left a legacy. This aftermath has become unmanageable with the arrival of my uncle. My uncle left home when he was a child, running around outside, what money to do, selling steel, in the Sino-Russian border as a dealer, but also as a contractor, and now is a real estate company’s boss, specifically how much money I do not know.

Uncle and mom have a good relationship, but he has always been seldom at home, the two siblings have not been in contact for more than ten years, the mother’s situation has never been known. At that time, he was preparing to divorce his second wife, and I don’t know what got into him, but he came to our house. Originally he looked down on dad, think not worthy of mom, the result came to see found mom actually live a hard life, and their own in the outside world to eat and drink spicy forget sister, very embarrassed.

He was embarrassed, but then he heard about the incident and was furious, saying that Dad couldn’t even protect his own wife from being bullied, so what’s the point of having this kind of man with him? Probably because he divorced into a habit, simply encourage mom to divorce too. Anyway, he has money and doesn’t care about supporting his sister.

In fact, mom never even thought about divorce. It wasn’t so much that she had feelings for Dad, but she couldn’t stay away from us kids. Uncle so a mess, in addition to causing my family to him as an unwelcome character in addition to actually did not get any results. But uncle that person, how to say it, since the self for the habitual, think their sister suffered so many years of aggression very overly, actually tricked the mother to his home good food and drink for up, people good gas and funny.

Mom had planned to come back after a few days of fun, but it turned out that she became good friends with her uncle’s soon-to-be-divorced wife, who helped her take care of her cousins, and delayed her return for a long time. In fact, to put it mildly, mom was not considered a good wife, and in a way not even a good mother. She couldn’t be called lazy, but she definitely couldn’t be called hardworking.

Capable of a lot of things, but homemaking is not one of them, but the cooking is good. She’s smart, but can’t do it, put into society to survive independently might starve to death alive. Likes to enjoy herself, is somewhat of a petit bourgeois, and doesn’t like people interrupting her personal world. Overall, if you put her in a luxurious family, she is definitely a famous girl with amazing charisma. But in the countryside, it would seem a bit out of place, as if a fairy in the sky had fallen into the mortal world.

However, there was a charm about her that made people respect her unconsciously and feel that she was born to enjoy happiness. Therefore, although she was not as capable as rural women, not only did no one blame her, but some people worried that she was too overworked.

Inside the village, those rude men speak with no inhibitions, but once mom is next to them, they naturally become civilized. From mom I can see, this world is really some people should be born on the head of other people to worship as God.

The reason that ultimately led to my parents’ divorce was me, and although no one said it, everyone actually knew it. Regarding the matter of my parents’ divorce, my eldest sister was strongly in favor of it, my second sister strongly disapproved of it, and my youngest sister was indifferent. I, on the other hand, never expressed my opinion, but my mom knew in her heart that I wanted her to get a divorce, so then she really divorced my dad. The one who was most worried about her parents’ divorce was the second sister, who once ran to her uncle’s house alone to persuade her mom to come back, without success.

She came back and told me about it and was sad. We were having sex at the time and I laughed:

“It’s good to be divorced, I’ll support mom!” As a result, my second sister kicked me out of bed and was angry with me for over a month. Mom had been playing at my uncle’s house for so long that she actually played for more than a year, making me angry. Later mom told me that she was running away at the time, what exactly she was running away from she didn’t know herself.

She thought about me so much that she went crazy, and drew so many pictures with my face on them that my aunt and uncle and cousins, who had never seen me before, recognized me as soon as they saw me. Mom also often mentioned me in front of them, saying how well-behaved I was, how I was a good boy and how filial I was, and the little things I did since I was a child were taken out of her mouth and said several times.

Aunt thought mom is thinking of son, several times to persuade her to come back she also refused, and thought she did not want to see dad, persuade her to simply divorce also did not reply, made a joke, I do not know what mom for what. In fact, I also want my mother, want to take the winter and summer vacations to find her. But this side of the grandparents do not put.

The grandparents were also selfish, they knew mom was attached to the kids and tried to use us to force her to come back, and it still didn’t work. I wrote a lot of letters to my mom, and she wrote back a lot of letters to me, asking about every detail of my life. My second sister actually got jealous once when she read those letters, saying that I hadn’t even said anything sweet to her, so why was I so nice to mom? Then she started biting me. I had to lie to her and say that I was trying to trick mom back.

I missed my mom for over a year after she left, and I felt like I couldn’t bring myself to do anything. Another good thing about the beginning was that since mom left, my little sister had no one to take care of her, so she went to live with my grandparents and wasn’t home at all on weekdays. This left the house empty, and instead of having to make out with me in that small room every time my second sister came home, she would just have sex on the big bed at home.

With much less to worry about, we started to experiment with different positions. Second sister she liked to be on top, letting me enjoy her huge tits jumping up and down or her big ass tossing back and forth, and started blatantly screaming for sex, nice husband kissing husband big cock brother and such words came out easily.

I like to let her lie on her back like a puppy on the bed and penetrate from behind, admiring her beautiful big ass and sometimes spanking her big ass, watching her moaning and crying in my crotch felt especially conquering. It’s amazing how much my second sister opens up without a care in the world, sometimes she just sleeps with my cock in her mouth, and several times I’ve been woken up in the morning by her oral sex.

It is evident that the second sister is actually quite slutty and slutty at heart. But it’s depressing when it’s time for summer and winter vacations.

My elder sister had already gone to university by then, she was a study fanatic and workaholic, she didn’t go home at all on vacation and stayed in Beijing to work to increase her social experience, she was scolded by her family for not having a conscience, and she has not been welcomed by her old family until now. Mom and Dad were not at home, and as a result, we were the only three at home every time we went on vacation.

That sticky little sister can simply make people angry, she simply do not give me any opportunity to make out with the second sister, at any time to stick to us, even sleep with us. As a result, every night three people are crowded together to sleep, want to do anything can not do, want to make out but also in the daytime to avoid the little sister, the night is not to think about it.

Speaking of which, my little sister is actually quite pitiful. She is three years younger than me, young, bad-tempered, and likes to bully others, so she usually has very few friends who want to play with her.

Our parents and family are usually away and lonely and alone, that’s why they stick to us so much. But my little sister’s brain is a little bit showy and less rooted.

I cheated on my mom and second sister a lot during my three years of high school, sometimes so blatantly over the top that she actually never suspected a thing. The funniest was the one time during junior year winter break near New Year’s Eve.

My little sister, like my second sister, has always slept soundly, so I can have my hands on my second sister while she’s asleep, except that sex is absolutely forbidden, and my second sister doesn’t want to be found out by my little sister.

But I hadn’t been able to find a chance to make out with my second sister in those days, and I was so suffocated that I couldn’t help but roll over.

The second sister was shocked, and pinched and bit me to resist, making me look like a rapist.

We moved too much waking up my little sister, looking at us in a daze and asking, “What are you doing?”

I instantly replied, “Sis has a stomach ache and I’m rubbing her tummy.”

My little sister fell asleep again with an oh-so-subtle cry. My second sister and I wiped each other’s cold sweats and looked at each other before my second sister pinched me hard a couple times.

Still, my second sister was nice to me and knew I was having a hard time, so she got under the covers to suck my dick when she saw that my little sister was asleep.

I just reached the vital moment little sister she actually woke up again, pulled the light off the bed and went out to go to the toilet, scaring me and my second sister half dead again. I was scared by her also have no lust, obediently ready to sleep.

As a result, I have not yet fallen asleep, I feel that my penis was touched by someone, I thought it was the second sister moved in the teasing me, a touch felt wrong, it is actually the little sister that girl may feel that this hard thing is in the way, is using the knee to push it.

Luckily she didn’t kick hard enough or I would have lost half my life. The next day, I laughed about it with my second sister. From now on, she made sure that she slept between us so that my little sister wouldn’t touch me.

However, that girl likes to hide in other people’s arms to sleep, always suspected that the second sister’s two breasts are too big to get in the way, said that it is better for me to embrace her to sleep more comfortable. Of course, this is not dare to say to me, only dare to say to the second sister, was the second sister made fun of a good. Later, I discovered a shortcoming of my little sister, she can not drink wine, drink a little on the drunk, drunk is very difficult to wake up.

Borrowing from this shortcoming of hers I did many bad things behind her back, but now had to warn her never to drink outside. I didn’t get a chance to visit my mom until the summer of my junior year, and with me came my little sister.

At that time, my uncle had already divorced his aunt, and although the two children nominally belonged to my uncle, they were still with my mom. When I first met the aunt was very surprised, she is not yet thirty years old, some dark skin, but the face is simply more beautiful than the mother, no wonder it is called “black pearl”.

The only beautiful thing was that this black pearl hadn’t had much schooling, pretty yes but with little substance, not even close to her mom. But everyone who sees her for the first time is sure to be amazed by her.

My uncle actually divorced her, I really admire my uncle’s cold-bloodedness. In fact, my uncle is quite capable of dealing with women, he has been married four times before and after, and his current wife has just graduated from college and is even younger than me.

Although it was said that he had been divorced several times, he had maintained a good relationship with those ex-wives of his. This Black Pearl, for example, is still with her uncle even now, and there’s actually not much difference between being divorced and not being divorced.

Uncle’s shortcomings are new and old, playing one after another, especially like to play the little girl, the advantage is generous to go to understand, never forced others.

The power of heredity is frightening, something I really realized when I met my two cousins. My cousin was only ten years old, but I had to admit that the kid was more handsome than me and more popular than me at that point.

My little sister, who had always clung to me, saw my cousin and pounced on him as if she had seen an idolized star, and very dryly flung me aside.

And that eight-year-old cousin, to tell the truth, if I had regretted not having seen the angel before seeing her I would have nothing to regret, and I nearly fainted with joy when she called me brother. My uncle was always proud of his two children, and once told me that he had long ago written a will leaving most of his property to them.

However, that cousin of mine is not much of a success, and now he hangs out with some jerks all the time, so angry that my uncle is about to have a heart attack. Cousin is also a stickler.

Of course, she’s still a bit behind her little sister in terms of degree, but she’s cuter than her little sister, and that’s the most important factor. I can still turn down my little sister with a heart of gold sometimes, but I have to happily run over to serve my cousin whenever she asks.

It’s really sad to say that I have been spoiled by women since I was a child, but now I’ve become a little girl’s plaything and I’m still enjoying it, which is really a big loss of face for me. However, to state in advance, I absolutely did not lay hands on my cousin, not even the slightest bit of crooked thoughts. In front of her, it’s really hard for anyone to think ill of her.

That cousin of mine’s behavior can only be described in one word: cool! There are four girls in their neighborhood, the youngest one is about the same age as her little sister, and the oldest one is about the same age as her second sister. These four girls ran to their house almost every day to tease their little cousin, who ignored them and sometimes threw tantrums, but they just loved him, there was no way around it.

In fact, I also think they are quite annoying, but can only avoid them can not be as cool as the little cousin, but the little sister and they are quite compatible, a few girls chirping really can not stand.

But my little cousin was quite convinced of me because I was physically fit. When I do push-ups I often let my little cousin sit on my back and do dozens of them in a row, scaring him to death. And I knew more than he did, so I was sure to be invincible when it came to fooling little kids. My mom was so excited when she saw me that she cried and hugged me as soon as we met.

At that time I was only 5’4″, not as tall as my mom, and hadn’t changed much, but my mom had changed a lot.

It is said that the nurturing of a person’s spirit moves his or her body, and I think it is true that there is such a thing. More than a year of pampered life, so that the mother has changed a lot, skin whiter body has become a little more plump, the whole person has become younger, with a very elegant and serene temperament.

Temperament this kind of thing can not be faked, now encountered many rich women, from a long distance can smell the flavor of the exploding households, and then elite white-collar kind of fickle reality of the flavor, how can not be turned into a classical beauty kind of reassuring and calm flavor. After a few days I realized why my mother had become like this.

She basically had nothing to do there, every day was spent in reading and painting, and occasionally wrote something out, there was no pressure of life, no annoying housework, and could do what she liked to do to live the life she liked, it would be strange if she could not remain young. If it weren’t for the fact that there are still a few kids to worry about, maybe mom would like to never go back in her life. In fact, I am very active by nature, it is very difficult to sit down, just from a young age by the mother cultivated into the habit of reading books, wherever you go with a book, there are three or five minutes of free time I am reading, which has become less restless.

However, I can usually keep my peace around my mom. By now I’m used to groping women with one hand and reading a book with the other, but it’s usually just mom and sometimes my second sister who can cooperate with me to the end.

My mom also used to lie in my arms and read books, letting me touch her and sometimes discussing the book with me.

If my second sister isn’t busy she just lies in my arms and lets me touch her and does nothing else, except that I get emotional sometimes when I touch her.

The eldest sister is very busy, she also likes me to touch her, said it can calm her mood, but touching and touching she fell asleep or remembered something to do, make me laugh and cry. My little sister is the most mischievous, never restful, not moving to climb up and make out with me, or tickle my itch to make me talk to her. Mom reads a lot more books than I do.

I generally only read fiction, then historical material, and the occasional magazine.

Mom read everything, literature, religion, philosophy, history, geography, paintings, calligraphy, sculptures, flowers, recipes, clothing, and even pornography.

That summer vacation at my uncle’s house was like a return to the old days, when I used to talk to my mother about things, lie on her lap and read books, kiss the faint fragrance of her body, let her slowly touch my hair, and feel that there is no happiness in the world like this.

My aunt, who is no longer my aunt, is moved to tears every time she sees this heartwarming scene, pulling her two children away to keep them from disturbing us. It would have been perfect if my little sister hadn’t run over to disturb the atmosphere once in a while.

My uncle’s house is a small three-story house. The first floor was the living room, the second floor housed the aunt and the two children, and the third floor was the guest room.

Originally I slept in one room mom and my little sister slept in the other, but sometimes I just read in mom’s room late and it didn’t matter if I slept with them.

My little sister is not going to care at all, and sometimes she’s even the one who asks me to stay, I guess because she hasn’t been with her family in a long time.

Mom didn’t say no. She usually read late though, and I would wake up in the middle of the night to find her often looking at me instead of reading. At that time I didn’t think about seducing mom.

I used to be very curious about the female body, but now that this curiosity has been fully satisfied by my second sister, I want more than anything to taste motherly love. Sometimes I still touch my mom’s body, but there’s nothing obscene about it.

It’s true, all this time, when I’m with my mom, I can usually suppress my lust, whereas when I’m with my second sister I often think about having sex with her.

Mom didn’t mean to be offended by my intentional or unintentional physical contact, as it was within her acceptable range.

I found a whole bunch of paintings in my mom’s room, some of them still lifes, some of them portraits of my cousins, and sketches of my oldest two sisters and my younger sister, but almost half of them were mine, some of them from when I was a kid, some of them from when I am now, and there were even two of them that I fell asleep on, and I don’t know when she drew them.

I don’t know anything about paintings, but I can tell at least roughly how good or bad they are, and I can clearly see the emotion in them. What shocked me the most was that I actually found nude portraits of me under the cabinet, and there were several of them, one of which was clearly imagined, and although my face hadn’t changed, it was obvious that I was already an adult.

It wouldn’t have mattered if it was just a nude, but that nude, with someone bathing me next to it, carried some sort of unspoken meaning that made me blush as I looked at it.

The nude painting was obviously kneaded into a ball and then spread out again, and the creases were clearly visible. When I saw the nude painting, my heart was pounding, and the events of three years ago surfaced in my mind again. I thought mom had already forgotten about that incident, but it looked like she hadn’t.

For me, my mom was like a dream, something unreal that could never be realized, and once that dream had the possibility of coming true, how could I give up? I put the painting away and thought about how to realize my goal.

At this point I’m thankful for the summer. The house was air conditioned, but it was still hot. I was wearing less and less when I went in and out of my mom’s room, sometimes even just a pair of panties.

I still had plenty of capital, a nice big bulge, so I’m sure my mom wouldn’t be able to see it.

At night when I slept in mom’s bed intentionally or unintentionally I touched mom’s thighs with my lower body and put my hands on mom’s breasts intentionally or unintentionally. Each time mom moved my hand away and her thighs went back, but didn’t blame me.

I think she was becoming more tolerant of me, so I took the opportunity to discuss the subject of Oedipus and motherhood with my mom one day while my little sister was watching TV downstairs.

Mom said, “Oedipus complex is almost every man has had, after all, in this world he was born in the face of the first woman is his mother, and his closest is the mother, the best for him the most selfless dedication to his mother is also his mother, mother’s love is far greater than love.”

“There are many things that a woman can’t do, but a mother can.”

“Wives sometimes cannot forgive their husbands, but mothers must eventually forgive their children.”

“When choosing a partner, a man tends to compare her to the person closest to him, that is, to his own mother, so the Oedipus complex is completely understandable. (Well, I once read an article which said that according to a survey of couples with longer relationships, wives and men’s mothers are generally more similar to husbands and women’s fathers, I don’t know if it’s true or not.) Only, eventually, the man will come out of the circle, because he has to shoulder the responsibility, to grow up and mature, and can’t be spoiled and pampered all the time, as if eagles will fly out of the eagle’s nest in the end. “

I smiled and asked again, “And is there an Oedipal complex, where a mother can’t leave her son?”

Mom gave a laugh and said, “What are you imagining, there is no such thing.”

I said, “This is natural, how can a mother leave her son?” Mom then realized that she had fallen for my trick and said the wrong thing in the wrong way, and immediately blushed.

I asked again, “Which lasts longer, affection or love?” Mom ignored me.

I went on to say, “The so-called love is actually only temporary, and can’t last long. The love that really lasts lies in the ability to tolerate each other and get used to each other’s existence; in fact, it has been transformed into affection. Short-term love is just a hormonal impulse, and long-term love should be categorized as a kind of affection.”

Mom laughed and asked, “Where do you get these whimsical ideas?”

I said, “I’m your son and you taught me all this.”

Mom said, “I didn’t teach you any of that stuff.”

I said, “You have taught me one thing, and that is to be honest with my heart and not to deceive myself.”

And then I stopped talking.

When there is a tacit understanding between people to the extent that my mom and I have, there are actually some things that can be understood without having to be said.

In the days that followed, the atmosphere became somewhat more subtle.

Instead of being on my mom’s lap reading a book, I was lying side by side with her, sometimes naturally with my arm around her shoulders.

My mom accepted my change with a little trepidation, a little apprehension, a little awe, and a little joy.

When I asked her to go home with me, she agreed without hesitation.

Dad has always loved Mom dearly, that’s what all of us admit. It’s just that, to him, Mom seemed too high and unattainable, and so he became even more of a coward, trying his best to make Mom’s life better, but not knowing what she really needed. The more he lowers himself, the further his mom gets away from him. Mom didn’t want to be worshipped like a god, she needed someone to communicate with her, to care for her, to be considerate of her, to pamper her and even to order her around, which Dad obviously couldn’t do, and he couldn’t even have a normal conversation with her. When mom and I went back together when the dad rejoiced, thought mom back to the heart, in fact, mom then really determined to divorce. Because my second sister and I are in the city high school, Dad simply in the city to buy a small two-story house, spent more than 200,000, and my little sister also transferred to the city of the experimental middle school. Mom at that time to me simply spoiled to the extreme. We have a lot of rain, every time it rains mom will hold an umbrella outside the school waiting for me to come home from school, after the evening study hall mom always boiled a good soup waiting for me to go back to drink, and even every night for me to wash my feet. These things were small but significant. My second sister, who was still in her third year of high school at the time, used to look at my mom and me with strange eyes. As the house became more spacious, my little sister got her own room. She and my second sister lived upstairs, and my mom and I lived downstairs. I received a letter from my elder sister at that time, who asked me to study on my own and prepare for the self-test in the future, that is to say, she asked me to get a bachelor’s degree at the same time when I finished high school.

The task itself was very difficult, plus I also had to participate in competitions from time to time, the always easy schoolwork actually became heavy, and often tired me to stay up late into the night. My mother was so distressed that she scolded my elder sister if she wanted to torture me to death. My second sister was also distressed, but always encouraged me to work hard. I was so tired that I didn’t have the energy or mood to sneak into her room to steal the jade, and could only enjoy her silent tenderness. This situation has lasted for more than two months, I realized that I can’t go on like this, and my whole mental outlook has become much weaker. I always believe that “up and seek is difficult, down and easy” reasoning, can not give themselves too much pressure, the time to give up should be brave to give up. So I decided to put my sister’s requirements aside for the time being, keeping only one more Japanese course, and studying the other courses she required with the idea that it would be best if I could pass, but it wouldn’t be a problem if I couldn’t, and focusing mainly on my high school curriculum and various competitions. Once my mindset was adjusted, I became much more relaxed, regained my old vigor, and began to use my brain. Since I slept late, my mom also slept late, most of the time she was in my room to read with me, talk to me, see what I need. That night about eleven o’clock, the second sister and little sister are asleep, I put down the book and turned my head to chat with my mom, smiling and asked her when to draw me a picture again. Mom said yes, when do you have time to model for me? I thought about it and said tonight? Mom said no, you don’t see what time it is. I laughed and got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After washing for a while I asked mom to come over and help, mom asked what was up outside the door, I said I forgot to bring my panties, help me bring them. I said I forgot my underwear, so bring them to me. Mom brought them to me, but she just handed them over through the doorway but didn’t dare to come in. I ignored her and washed myself. Mom told me to get my panties, I said come in, I’m in the bathtub. I was taking a gamble on how far mom had gotten in her obedience to me. Because mom has become a little strange in the past two months or so, she seems to be very used to following my orders, once she washed my feet for half a day, I laughed and said mom you like my feet so much why don’t you just kiss them, the result is that she really subconsciously kissed them, even I was shocked. As it turned out, I bet right, mom really came in, blushing and dare not look at me. I threw the towel to her, smiled and said mom you help me rub my back. Mom was furious and said, “How old are you now and you want me to help you? I said even if you are older, you are still your son, it’s not like you haven’t helped me wash my back. Then I turned my back to mom. As a result, mom really came over to help me rub my back. After rubbing my back, I stood up directly from the bathtub and continued to turn my back to her. Mom didn’t say anything, so she continued to wipe my ass and thighs, and then handed me a towel, saying that you can wipe the front yourself. I used the towel to cover the lower half of my body turned around and looked at mom, made a David pose and asked if this look could be her model.

Mom laughed at once and hit me, scolding me for being naughty. I smiled and said Mom you are beautiful. Mom said don’t be naughty, hurry back to bed. I said I still need to read a book, mom said it’s too late to go to bed.

I said now I can’t sleep, why don’t you stay with me for a while. Mom agreed and left the bathroom. I put on my panties and went back to my room, mom was reclining on the end of my bed continuing to read, but I could sense that she was a little distracted.

I didn’t say anything, jumped on the bed and lifted the covers and got in, then patted my side and said Mom you come in and lie down for a while too.

Mom hesitated but agreed. I put my hand on mom’s shoulder and took her in my arms and asked her what kind of daughter-in-law she liked. Mom immediately asked me if I had a girlfriend. I said, “You don’t know your son is popular, there are a lot of people chasing after me. Mom said it’s not a good idea to fall in love now, at least not until after you go to college.

I laughed and said that going to college was a piece of cake, why do you have so little faith in your son? But I don’t like any of those girls, if only there was a woman who could look exactly like mom, I would marry her. Mom laughed and said your Oedipus complex is quite serious. I said yes, but mom do you have an Oedipus complex?

Mom froze for a moment and turned her head to look at me. I also looked at her, did not say a word. The two stared at each other for a long time, mom turned away her eyes and said it’s too late now, I’m going back to my room to sleep, you also go to bed early, you have to go to class tomorrow. I knew I couldn’t rush things, so I let her go. As a result, my mom avoided me for the next few days and didn’t dare to study with me late into the night. I took my time and waited for the perfect moment like a leopard seeing its prey, there was no need to be in a hurry, I wanted my mom to be willingly eaten by me. Of course, she was bound to have some knots in her heart, and maybe I would need to use some coercion to do so, but I would never hurt her to make her unhappy. The time actually came quickly. It was almost eleven o’clock that night when my mom walked in with a snack and told me to eat it. I ate it while still continuing to read, mom grabbed my book and said read it later, it’s not good for your eyes. I swallowed the food and said mom what about what you promised me. Mom said what thing. I said you promised to draw me a picture. As a result, my mom really painted a good picture, and brought it from her room to show me, and it was really painted according to David’s appearance, only that David’s face was replaced with my face. I laughed while I was looking at it, and after half a day of laughing, I said casually that there was one more thing. Mom said what else? I said you have not answered me whether you have a son complex.

Mom stood there and didn’t answer, and I ignored her and continued to look at the painting, looking at it for a while and saying you don’t have to answer I know it.

Then I looked for the nude painting in front of her and smiled and said Mom, when you came back from your uncle’s house, did you look for this painting? Mom’s face changed at that time, embarrassed, ashamed, angry and afraid, some want to cry. I went forward and embraced my mom, whispered in her ear: “Mom, I miss you so much, love you so much. I want to go back three years, to the night you got drunk, okay?” Mom burst into tears on the spot and let me carry her to bed.

When I went to undress her mom pushed me away as if she had suddenly come to her senses and said no, I’m your mom.

I laughed at once and smiled and said mom what are you thinking, I just want to sleep with my arms around you. Mom was dumbfounded and pissed off. I also ignored her and put her in my arms to sleep. Mom saw that I did not have any extra action also let me. I know she will not be able to sleep, heart secretly funny, self-concerned sleep. As a result, after a while she thought I was asleep and lifted my arm to leave, I hand a force will be more tightly embraced her. Mom struggled two times did not break free, called me two times I did not respond. She guessed that I may be pretending to sleep, but did not dare to assume, so I continued to let me embrace. Lying like this for almost half an hour or so, mom she herself is almost asleep, I let go of my hand, mom immediately opened her eyes, and found that I was looking at her face to face.

Before she could speak, I pressed myself against her and kissed her on the lips. Mom didn’t move a muscle and let me kiss her without resisting or responding, as if she were a wooden person. I didn’t find it interesting, so I got off of her. Mom looked straight up at the ceiling with her eyes and said sadly, “Do you even want to rape your mother?”

I said, “Mom, I’m not going to rape you. I want you to follow me willingly and be my woman.” Mom turned her head to look at me and I added, “You know, you won’t get away with it.” Mom didn’t say anything and lay on the bed for a while, then went to her room. The next morning when I came back from running I saw mom sitting at the dining room table in silence, the person was much more haggard, with two big dark circles under her eyes, it was obvious that she must have not slept all night. Mom usually sleeps late, but she can’t stay up late, and when she does, she gets dark circles under her eyes. She also got up early.

I’m the earliest riser in the family, usually getting up at 5:00 or almost 6:00, going out to do an hour’s morning exercise, and coming back when my mom tends to have breakfast ready. While I don’t nap at noon, my mom has a napping habit that has remained unchanged for over twenty years.

At breakfast the second sister asked mom if she was sick. Mom replied that she had read too late last night. My second sister didn’t think too deeply about it. In the evening, my mom still came over to study with me, but instead of reading, she looked at me for more than three hours. I know she has something to say to me, and I can even guess what she is going to say, not only to reason with me or something. Oh, reasoning? Whether it’s the feelings between mother and child or between a man and a woman, there’s never any reasoning. She does not open my mouth also do not speak, when I finished reading the book took a novel lying on the bed, opened the table lamp, and then patted the side signaling. Mom sighed or snuggled in my body, my left arm around her also do not speak continue to read, after a while will be the left hand from her back to her left breast gently pinched. Mom’s body are shaking, still did not say anything. I also did not continue, just put his hand on her breasts, after a while gently pinch so. Mom’s body gradually soft, head on my shoulder and cried, said I should take what you do? I said how you think in your heart on how to do. Mom said but you are my son ah. I did not say anything, put down the book will mom hugged more tightly. That night mom did not go back to her room, but in my arms to sleep all night. I didn’t make a move on her either, and slept obediently in her arms all night. The third day was Saturday, and my second and youngest sisters were watching TV in the living room until almost twelve before they went upstairs to bed. I waited for them to fall asleep and then touched into mom’s room, got under the covers and wrapped my arms around her from behind. Mom knew it was me and let me touch her breasts without resistance. Mom didn’t like to wear a bra before, but even though she wore one, she still took it off when she slept, so it was easy for me to feel my way into her nightgown and directly onto her breasts. Mom’s breasts were not as big or as firm as my second sister’s, and they were slightly saggy, but they were very soft and felt very good to the touch, and they were my favorite to touch. Her skin was even smoother and more delicate than my second sister’s, and it really felt like satin. Mom let me touch her at first, but when I pressed my hand on her panties she pressed her hand on mine and wouldn’t let me move. I stopped there and didn’t move and mom didn’t remove my hand. After a while, I rubbed my middle finger up and down on mom’s slit through her panties, occasionally pushing them slightly harder to squeeze them into her slit. Mom’s breath began to catch and her body became hot, but she still didn’t say anything. My hand began to test the inside of mom’s panties, and this time she didn’t block it. I slowly stroked the two large labia, one of the knuckles of my middle finger probed inside the slit to gently twitch it, and began to lick mom’s ear. The inside of mom’s cunt became moist and a very low, very low moan escaped her throat. I poked my whole middle finger in and started stirring it back and forth. Mom’s moans were getting louder, but they were all grunted out through her nose and sounded very cloying. My dick was so far up in my panties that it was going to explode if I didn’t let it out. With one hand still digging in mom’s vagina, I slid my own shorts down to my thighs with the other hand, and then slid mom’s panties down as well, the head of my angsty faucet probing forward along mom’s buttock cleavage, gradually reaching the opening of her vagina. Originally, mom was already lost in the pleasure of the flesh, but just as my glans touched her labia she suddenly came to her senses and screamed, “Don’t!” Thighs immediately clenched, hands stopped my meat dragon not to let it in. Originally my meat stick by mom’s thighs clamped quite comfortable, but now she actually still refused me makes me a little angry. I hesitated for a while between whether to immediately put her on the spot or retreat for the time being, and decided to adopt the former, so I pulled away her hand, pushed my buttocks forward with force, and my glans immediately squeezed into that wonderful slit. But before I had a chance to taste what it was really like, mom’s waist twisted and threw my glans out. She fled in a panic and sat on her knees on the bed, covering her lower body with her hands and begging me with tears in her eyes: “Don’t do this! You said you wanted mom to volunteer.

Just give mom some more time, okay? “I laughed silently and bitterly, feeling as if my identity and that of my mom’s were being reversed more and more. In a normal family, the mother orders the child, and the child has to be scolded by the mother when he does something wrong. But in our family, it is the son who orders the mother, and when the son does something wrong, the mother not only doesn’t scold him, but also asks him to do so. But the situation in our family is like this, probably because for a long time only I am a man at home, the few women in the family are used to do things according to my wishes, only the mom shows more powerful. I beckoned for mom to come back and said with a smile, “Mom, don’t worry, your son is a man of his word and will definitely do what he says.

“Mom was still a little skeptical, but came back and lay down next to me. I wanted mom to take her pajamas off, she wouldn’t. I laughed and said are you really so distrustful of your son? Mom then took her pajamas off, still lying in my arms with her back to me. I continued to play with her breasts, digging into her pussy and rubbing her clit.

Mom began to try not to make a sound, to later really can not help but finally moaned. Mom’s moaning voice is really very low, and is issued from the nasal cavity, like a beautiful pipeline, even in her orgasm is only slightly higher, and like to scream the second sister is completely two different models. Mom’s orgasm lasted a long time, in nearly a minute of time, her body is slightly trembling, pink lips like a small mouth like open and close, slowly spit out obscene liquid. I was used to seeing my second sister’s face twisted with excitement during her orgasms, her body twitching and even crying, so it was very interesting to see my mom’s relatively quiet orgasms. Only later did I find out that mom’s orgasms could last up to two minutes, during which time she remained unconscious and sometimes even fainted. That night I didn’t possess mom, just touched her body and slept in a daze. I knew that mom’s lust had already been aroused by me, and possessing her would be a very easy thing to do. Two days later I went to the provincial city to participate in a math competition. To be honest, I really don’t have any good feelings about competitions, and feel that they are purely a waste of students’ energy. I participated in the competition with a classmate, due to the high school three years most of the energy on the competition, the results of the college entrance examination failed to get into the famous university he wanted, had to repeat a year, became my younger brother. He now hates all kinds of competitions, and ordered his brother not to be encouraged by teachers to participate in any bullshit competitions. I also had a few times wanted to beat a retreat were denied by the family, after all, it is also a kind of honor. When I came back, it was a little after 1:00 p.m. I didn’t go back to school, but went straight home. My mom was still napping, and when she opened the door for me, she was still a little wide awake. Because just climbed out of the quilt, clothes messy exceptionally lethargic movement, with a strong aroma. Seeing this situation I was suddenly colorful, behind a foot to kick the door on her arms in her mouth kissed the past. Mom was stunned by this sudden attack, after a while before reacting to rush to push me. I ignored her struggles and continued to kiss her. Mom’s body slowly softened and began to respond to my passionate kiss. I put my arm around her and went to the bedroom. Beautiful mom quietly lying on the bed, limbs wide open, head to the side, face flushed, eyes closed tightly, breathing rapidly, high breasts slightly undulating, as has been resigned to the prey, looks nervous and shy. I took off the clothes on the body in three or two, gently unlocked the pajamas on the mother’s body, suddenly a flawless snow-white body is displayed in front of me, so that I can not help but suddenly light up in front of my eyes.

I stroked my mom’s thighs with one hand and played with her breasts with the other, while lowering my head and biting the pink nipple, sucking it gently, a sweet sensation came over me.

Mom bit her lower lip trying her best not to make a sound, and both hands didn’t cooperate with me, looking like she was letting me ravage her, only the sexy black lace panties revealed her mind, knowing that she had never worn such sexy panties before. I smiled slightly, my hands were still ravaging my mom’s breasts, but my head moved to her lower body, my tongue licked on the slit through the panties, and I immediately kissed a strange flavor, with a faint tart smell, which should be unique to mature women, at least Second Sister didn’t have it, but it wasn’t annoying, instead it made me even more aroused. My tongue immediately pressed against the panties and pushed into the slit, and rubbed the tip of my nose against the labia. Mom, who must have been getting oral sex for the first time, immediately yelped in surprise and pressed her hands on my head. She couldn’t stop screaming so much, and her suppressed moans grew louder as I moved. I sank my teeth into the sexy little panties and slid them down Mom’s thighs. This gave me a complete view of mom’s most private parts. There was not much pubic hair, it was sparse, the labia were actually still pink, the flesh was slightly open with a bit of wetness, and the sight was actually a bit prettier than my second sister’s. I couldn’t hold back any longer, the lust that had been suppressed for several months seemed to explode all at once, making me no longer have the heart to be gentle, lying on top of my mom and lifting up my lance stabbed it in, hitting the deepest part directly. Ah! So comfortable! So good! Probably because it hadn’t had sex for years, mom’s vagina was as tight as a teenage girl’s, and the walls of her flesh were tightly wrapped around my cock, tight and hot, and its wonderfulness made me almost let out on the spot. Mom however, was hit so hard by my slam that her brow furrowed in snow and she cried out in pain.

“Gently, it hurts!” “I’m sorry mom, you’re so beautiful, it’s turning me on!” Mom didn’t answer me, and seemed a little embarrassed. I barely suppressed my lust and began to slowly pump my cock, gradually pumping faster and faster, a feeling of extreme excitement took control of my heart, as if I was acting completely on instinct as I did the first time I made love to my second sister, pursuing carnal pleasure instead of being satisfied with making the woman underneath me happy as I usually do. This feeling of only pursuing my own pleasure hadn’t been there for a long time, and I didn’t even notice my mom’s reaction, just frantically galloping on top of her, giving vent to my desires. All I could hear was mom’s moans going on and on, feeling her body twisting and spasming, and by the time I finally came to my senses after I couldn’t help but scream and let it out, mom was already limp as mud. I panted heavily and looked at my mom underneath me, amazed at my unprecedented pleasure while chastising myself for being so rough, afraid of hurting her. I’ve made love with my second sister so many times, but it seems that I’ve never had such passion, able to make me completely overwhelmed by desire, not caring whether the woman underneath me is comfortable or not. But mom didn’t seem dissatisfied. Orgasm of redness is still on her face has not receded, sweat sticky wet hair tightly pasted on the forehead, eyes looking at the ceiling listlessly, small mouth slightly open large mouth gasping for air, drool involuntarily along the corners of the mouth flowed down. Her hand was placed on my back at some point, and seemed to be scratching out wounds on my back as if it were still there.

I pressed on top of my mom again and asked her in a low voice if she had been hurt by me, and as if she had come back to her senses at that moment, she gave me a very strange look and shook her head. I immediately put my heart down and teased, “So mom are you comfortable?”

Mom still didn’t answer and turned her head away in embarrassment. It was only then that I felt the softness of my mom’s body, making me not want to leave. The mature body of a mature woman is really different from that of a young girl. My second sister was also very comfortable underneath me, but not as soft and cozy as mom. It’s like a hard bed, even with several layers of quilts, it’s not as comfortable as Simmons. (If anyone has had the experience of having sex with a mature woman with a full-bodied body, you can understand the feeling, it is so comfortable that you don’t want to come down, and it is by no means comparable to that of a young girl).

The second sister’s body is a green apple not yet ripe, crunchy and sweet enough to drive one crazy and take her far away. Mom’s body is a ripe peach, a bite can bite out of the honey juice, let a person addicted to it, all the ambitions of all the disappearance. I lazily lay on top of mom, not wanting to move. In the past, when I had sex with my second sister, I always recovered quickly and was able to get back into action to torture my second sister into begging for mercy.

But this time, I don’t know why, but I felt that my whole body was out of energy, and I had no intention of doing it again. Mom also had no strength left, and slowly closed her eyes, falling asleep in no time. And I, too, fell asleep just like that on top of mom. Later, mom told me that my first time with her satisfied her to death, and in the middle of it, I was fucked out of the past once. She was only going to let me toss in her body not active with me, to later body are not under her control, the mind is blank do not know what they are doing, seems to have been in the climax from beginning to end. Mom also joked that because of that one time, her body later on completely betrayed her will, many times know that I should not make out with me, but always can not control themselves, on my request for a little resistance, the results of the deeper and deeper, the harm to get now become like a slut. In fact, mom’s psyche is quite a bit of the dark side. She and I alone together when making love seldom take the initiative, more is obedient to my will, seem very shy. But there are two exceptions, one is when the rest of the family is present. In front of her daughter and son to make love to the mom will seem to be unrestrained, the pleasure to come especially fast and fierce. The other is to take the initiative to give me oral sex. Mom has a special fondness for oral sex and really likes it when I fuck her hard in her little mouth and then shoot my cum all over her face. The ones in the family who suck my dick most often are mom and my little sister. Little sister is more naughty, like to take the initiative to sneak, often in my reading or even work when I pull open my pull-up for me to oral sex, and then climbed into my lap sex, this is her favorite way to make love, on the contrary, really to the bed is not so active and unrestrained. She sometimes laughed and said that she was playing with me instead of me playing with her, which was very similar to her personality. Mom is different, she generally for my oral sex always have to wait until I vent out in her mouth before it is finished, and she is also satisfied with this, after oral sex that trance lost look often provoke me to animalistic and pounced on it. At the beginning of a period of time, my guess is that the mother is too embarrassed to take the initiative to her son after the love affair, so she used to satisfy her son’s desire to express her requirements. Later found that not only is this, sometimes even think that mom likes to lie on my crotch is because she feels that this is more sense of humiliation and subjugation, that is to say, she seems to have a kind of innate slavery. In the past, she looked down on dad so she didn’t show it, but after submitting to me, this slavery manifested itself, treating my words as if they were natural.

Inside the family, the eldest sister to me has been still maintain the identity of the sister, to me very strict requirements. The second sister from beginning to end to the wife of the self-proclaimed, when I was small, but also to me to urge tight, and now I think I have grown up to meet her requirements, so only in the back to support me, the small things in the family on her to make the decision, but once I have any decision she never go against me, and never ask me what I do outside, I believe that I am very tight. To be honest, having such a wife is really the happiest thing in life.

Under any circumstances will not betray you to abandon you, but only behind you to support you and you share the pain, with such a wife what more could you ask for? The only regret is that she is my own sister and cannot marry me. My little sister treats me as her brother and lover, and she relies on me and worships me, and she is so pampered that it kills her.

The mother is the strangest of all; she hesitates between being a mother and a plaything. She would rather imagine that she had to be her son’s plaything because she loved him too much than to admit that she was really in love with her son, and it was only by deceiving herself with this idea that she was able to accept this incestuous behavior. So on the surface she acted like a very normal mother, but in private she was horribly submissive. I usually don’t let my mom show this kind of obedience in front of my sister and the others, but sometimes I will tease her when the mood strikes. Luckily, with my little sister, who is out of her element, as a shield, the two sisters haven’t realized the change in mom. For example, I sat on the sofa or bed smoking a cigarette and watching TV, letting my naked mom kneel in front of me like a beautiful dog to suck my dick. The eldest sister would never agree to such a thing, and the second sister tried it twice and said it didn’t feel good and wouldn’t want to try it again. The little sister does not matter, but she can not start and finish, often do half of it to jump up and say I bullied her, and then climbed up to “rape”.

Me. Only mom can do it (definitely only when we’re both around, of course). Then again, on a somewhat dirty note, mom doesn’t mind drinking my pee, whereas no one else can say anything about it. Sometimes even I find it strange that every time I have sex with me, it’s mom who is the most shy and embarrassed, but she can do the shameful things that everyone else can’t do without any dissatisfaction, so whether she’s a saint or a slut, I can’t figure it out. Second sister’s intuition has always been very sensitive, even sensitive to the point of making people feel terrible. Mom and I had sex just once and she sensed it. On that Saturday, my mom had taken my little sister back to her rural home to attend a relative’s wedding, and she wouldn’t be back until Sunday afternoon. Both my second sister and I had classes on Saturday, so we didn’t go. In the afternoon after school she came directly into my room and said these days see you and mom are not quite right, are you already in bed? I froze for a moment and nodded because I never hide anything from my second sister. Second sister was sitting on the bed and froze, then gave me a hard slap. She said I won’t stop you if you want to go to another woman, I can accompany you if you want to find excitement sister, but why don’t you even let mom go?

That’s not the same as ……. The latter words she did not say, but probably also with those hairy and winged animals can not be unrelated. In fact, the second sister she is really strange, she and I have sex think nothing, I have sex with mom she think it is incest hard to accept. What’s even funnier is that later on she knew about my relationship with my mom, but when she and I had sex, she wasn’t afraid of being found by her little sister, but she was afraid of being found by her mom. Maybe for her little sister is a peer and a sister with no fear, but mom is an elder with some psychological fear. I asked her why she wanted to follow me, she thought for a while and said she didn’t know, I think she likes me. I said you also know, I grew up especially like mom.

Second sister sighed and said that she shouldn’t have seduced me, causing me to do such things now. I cried and laughed a little at that.

In her mind, I was still an innocent teenager, and she was the one who first liked me to condone my wrongdoings. My second sister always likes to put the blame on herself, as if she didn’t educate me well for whatever I did wrong. I think the motherly nature in my second sister is much worse than my mom. In fact, there’s really no way to reason about this, because there was no reasoning from the beginning. Second sister, she also understands this and doesn’t know what to say about me, so she only cries, calling me an asshole as she does so. Still, she had sex with this asshole and was doing everything she could to please this asshole. She knew that this asshole liked oral sex, so she was willing to kneel naked on the bed and suck this asshole’s cock, letting him shoot his cum all over her mouth and face. She knew this asshole liked to fuck her from behind, so she was willing to lie on her back on the bed with her ass up in the air and get fucked hard by him. She cried as she was being fucked and screamed and cried that she was a bad woman who actually fell in love with her brother and liked to be fucked by him even though she knew he was her own brother but she had no choice she couldn’t control herself. She cried as she shrugged her snow white ass to let that bastard brother fuck deeper and harder. As a result, the asshole brother in turn scared to move. The second sister then cried and said you dry me fuck me hit me scold me so that I will be more comfortable in my heart, the asshole asked sister what happened to you?

She cried and screamed up, while screaming and crying at the same time also urged the bastard to fuck her to fuck her to fuck her to death, the result is that the bastard really hard to dry her to beat her to her snow-white buttocks are red, while beating her while asking her comfortable, she cried and replied that comfortable comfortable comfortable very comfortable. She is really comfortable, orgasm several times, out of the waves of water to the bed sheets are stained half wet.

Second sister has a slight masochistic streak, especially when she’s particularly upset or has been repressed for a long time, when hitting her and scolding her instead gives her insurmountable pleasure. Usually though, she doesn’t really like masochism, but she doesn’t hate it either, and as long as it’s not severe it’s still acceptable, and she’s even played the rape game twice. Second sister when she was in college one night was three hooligans blocked in the alley almost raped, the result of bad luck is that the three guys, one head was smashed a hole in the other penis heavily received two feet may become eunuchs, two are into a serious injury almost dead, there is a second sister was terrified of fleeing, and the second sister, she lost her clothes and skirt, basically did not suffer any harm. Later she told me about this when we also played a rape game, the results only to find that as long as the woman really hard to fight against rape is really difficult, unless two or three men against a woman, otherwise 90% of women can escape. In fact, rape is divided into several cases, one is the woman is still small do not know what is called rape, or the will to resist is not very strong (such as was a friend of the encounter this situation a moment to react), one has been inserted into the vagina on the broken cans do not resist, and the vast majority of the heart is to take account of resistance is not very thorough, some are afraid of being beaten, some are afraid of being killed, and there are also worried about retaliation after the incident. If a girl has to choose between disfigurement and rape, most of them will choose to be raped and keep quiet afterwards. She’s not that kind of girl. She’s a firebrand, and anyone who dares to rape her has to write a suicide note first. I hate rape, and I’ve been a hero twice, and I’ve saved her life twice, and I’ve even been stabbed twice. But those bastards didn’t get any better, they were all crippled by me. For rapists, especially gang rapists, my personal opinion is to shoot them all, or at least castrate them. The sex was great, but also very tiring. My second sister pestered me like crazy. The beginning of the back insertion style, inserted her more than half an hour, inserted her to the later do not cry only wave screaming, what pro-husband good husband husband big dick husband good brother bad brother asshole brother brother brother greatly chaotic call a pass, called me cool to the point of no return, asked her from where to learn, she said that she learned from the yellow book. I finally almost pressed her into the quilt suffocated to vent out, the sheets stirred up a mess like pulling out of the garbage. After finishing the matter she also refused to stop, rested for a while and for me to oral sex, wait until I got hard up and sat on my body up and down sets of movement, slutty and unimaginable. I laughed and said is not so many days and you do not have sex can not hold. The second sister side grunted don’t scold me say you asshole, I am in jealousy can’t you see? I want to drain you dry and forbid you to touch mom again. I said what are you jealous of, usually do not mind if I have a girlfriend ah. I know you don’t like those girls at all, but mom is different. I know you don’t like those girls at all, but mom is different, you are so nice to mom, but you have never been nice to me. I said that is a great injustice, I am not good to you? The second sister just grunted and ignored me, and waited until after her orgasm to lie down and ask me in a low voice which one is better between her and mom? Is it exciting to have incest with my sister or with my mother? I realized that she is indeed slutty can, suddenly a slant fire from the depths of the dantian surged up, turned over to press her on the body hard to fuck her.

Second sister straight laugh, by me in her breasts hard bite a few bites, she also desperately bite me, two legs wrapped around my waist wrapped tightly, as if to press me into her body in general. In the end, she still can not fight me, do not have the strength to scream the bed, limbs wide open giggling and looking at me, saying that I have broken her bones. I looked a little intolerant, hurriedly finished. This love can be said to be almost uninterrupted for more than two hours, both of us are tired to death.

The room has a strong smell, the bed is a mess, the quilt was kicked to the bottom of the bed, it is also covered with stains, not to mention the sheet, the second sister later are too lazy to wash, simply a fire burned off the matter. The second sister said you can no longer exercise every day, and then exercise sooner or later will be killed. I heard me laugh. As a result, when we finished the two people are exhausted, lying on the bed half a day can not move. I put my second sister in my arms to comfort her, and it was not easy to coax her well. The second sister asked me what to do, I said what to do, she said you can not just go on like this, you have to get married and have children, I asked you back, she said she certainly will not get married, all her life only want to be fucked by me alone, but she still wants me to get married, because I’m the only boy in the family, if I do not get married, our family will be extinct. I thought about it and said, if there is any woman who is willing to live with us I will marry her, if not, forget it, but I think probably no one wants to marry me. The second sister was silent for half a day and said I’ll give you a son then, which scared me a lot, saying that children born from close relatives can have problems.

She said she didn’t care as long as she looked like a normal person. This idea has not changed until now, she studied medicine in college and also minored in early childhood education, just to find out if there is a solution, and even ready to raise an idiot son. Oddly enough, though, my mom was pregnant with my child and then aborted it and simply went on birth control. My older sister also got pregnant and aborted it, and is much more careful about having sex with me now.

Little Sister was taught from the beginning to pay attention and was fine. It’s just that second sister never any protection, and she’s been with me the longest, but hasn’t hit the mark once. Went to the hospital for a checkup, and there was nothing wrong with her, so she was very angry. Finally, the two of us discussed half a day also did not discuss the results, also can not discuss the results of what, so they went to take a bath together. That day, second sister was really especially gentle, serving me to wash my whole body cleanly. Then she washed herself and cleaned the inside of her anus. I asked her what she was doing.

She blushed and asked me if I would like to try anal sex. I said, “You know a lot, where did you learn all this?

She said it was in a yellow book. I said I didn’t usually see you reading pornography. She said a lot of boys in their class read pornographic books, those boys are very bold, not afraid of her to see, so she also borrowed over to read. I think those boys in their class must have bad intentions towards her, but it’s all for nothing, only bad luck to mess with her. I’m very clear about my second sister’s personality, she has a cheerful personality, like a boy, boys and girls like to be with her, but only friends, want to go further is impossible. Second sister, her heart is very dead, the temper is argumentative, set the idea on the change, sometimes even I can not get her, want her to go to like someone else, it is very, very difficult. It’s hard for her to like someone else. At that time, I was really a bit tempted. The second sister’s chrysanthemum door is her a sensitive belt, I and her sex when I found this.

Sometimes my fingers dig into her asshole door, and she tends to get so excited she can’t help herself. Just that day was too tired, a bit unable to raise the spirit. Second sister, she was also very tired and said she would do it later in the evening and went to dinner first. I ended up going back to the living room only to realize that it was actually quite late. We got out of school at 5:30 p.m., arrived home at 6:00 p.m., then talked, then had sex, then took a shower, and before we knew it, it was actually almost eleven o’clock in the evening, more than ten o’clock in the evening. Second sister casually beat a few eggs and put down two bowls of noodles, after eating she went to clean up my room and then hid naked in my arms to watch TV.

I’ve never been interested in TV and would rather read a book. But my second sister wouldn’t let me, saying that I hadn’t slept with her in my arms for a long time, and that I couldn’t let a book distract me any longer. The TV show was quite boring, but she enjoyed watching it.

Second sister she is easily happy and satisfied, a little thing can make her happy for half a day, a very common and optimistic woman, that’s why those boring soap operas can make her so happy.

After an hour or so of watching TV Second Sister started to get sleepy, yawning as she talked to me. But it was as if she had decided from the start that she was going to milk me dry if she said anything, rubbing against me and teasing me with her lust.

At first it was just gloving my rod, then it was the whole of her white thighs pressed up against my thighs, her wet, hot pussy rubbing against my thighs. I laughed a little and ignored her to see how far she could go.

The second sister also knew that I was deliberately flirting with her, so she bit my ear curtains and licked my nipple beads almost licked my whole body. I let her fool around but in my mind reciting the “Song of Long Hate”, “Song of Long Hate” memorized after memorizing the “Li Sao”.

“Li Sao” has not memorized half of the second sister to give up and admit defeat, because she sucked my dick for half a day actually still soft, so angry that she pinched me hard several times. My lust was not aroused but she could not stand it herself, and after pinching me, she had to lie on top of me and beg me, screaming “good brother, good husband” for half a day. I told her to sit on my chest up, she thought I was going to suck her dick and sat up very freely and aimed her pussy at my face. I laughed in my heart and told her to part her pussy lips with her own hands to give me a better view. At this point, my second sister realized that I was playing with her and was so ashamed. We all know that no matter how many times you have made love to a woman, even if you have ever played oral sex, will be naked in front of the man will feel very ashamed and embarrassed, let alone have to take the initiative to show their own. However, my second sister still satisfied my request and used two fingers to part her large labia to show me that beautiful pussy. The delicate red beans above the vagina slowly filled with blood and stood up under the injection of my gaze, and the two pieces of labia minora were like little mouths that opened and closed, and between the opening and closing the nectar continued to flood outward, and then I heard a long sigh from my second sister, and the vaginal opening closed dramatically, squeezing out a good-sized piece of water to flow.

It turned out that she actually had a small orgasm right under my visual rape. At this time my penis has been engorged with blood rose uncomfortably, so my arms a strong grip on the second sister’s hips to let her move down. Second sister was also very self-conscious as she held my penis against her vagina and slowly sat down, not letting out a moan of satisfaction until she had completely swallowed my entire penis into her, and then she began to wriggle her waist. Instead of undulating up and down and gulping down my cock like she usually did, she let the glans rub against the center of her flower. This way it took less energy but brought more intense pleasure.

After only a few moments of rubbing she couldn’t help herself and moaned as if she were crying with one hand covering her face while the other hand was on our union rubbing her clit. I held her waist to help her rise and fall, occasionally pushing my lower body to make my cock enter deeper and stronger. My second sister was going crazy from all the torture I was giving her, tilting her head back and desperately trying to cover her mouth for fear that she would scream something unpleasant. She bit her hand so hard when she came that she made teeth marks. Then she collapsed on top of me gasping for breath, gasping for half a day to say sooner or later you will be tortured to death by this asshole.

I was not yet satisfied and was ready to continue to tart her up. Second sister said no really can’t stand it, or you can come from behind. So she took a pillow and knelt on the bed and waited for me to take her back. I was very excited to spank her ass twice, and then use my index finger full of her lower nectar into her asshole. Second sister’s asshole is her sensitive zone, normally if I did this she would have screamed out in excitement, but this time she was so tired that her body just shook a little without screaming out. I parted her two big asses and held my slime-filled cock into that beautiful asshole. Second sister’s asshole is very beautiful, actually tender red, rounded, just too small, inserted half a day and did not go in. I wanted to give up, but my second sister said that if I did it, I had to do it to the end, and if I didn’t succeed this time, she wouldn’t have the guts to stick it in me next time. Then she did her best to spread her buttocks apart, and this time she finally got it in.

To be honest, it didn’t feel very good, both Second Sister and I were hurting like hell, I even clearly heard her suck in cold air. Then Second Sister gritted her teeth and said fuck it, I can bear it. So I did it. I just started to feel really not very good, the second sister’s anal muscles clamped too tightly clamped my cock very painful, but inserted and inserted to feel good, not inserted to feel good, but to feel completely have abused the beauty sister of the kind of feeling is more cool. But second sister’s reaction was different. At first, she just gritted her teeth to endure, after the pain feeling paralyzed and adapted to the feeling of pain and pleasure like I spanked her buttocks and fucked her like the feeling of pain and pleasure surged to the heart, so that she could not help but moan and scream loudly. She had no strength to move, but I don’t know where in her body there was another force that made her able to shrug her ass to meet my attack, her face rubbing hard on the bed, her two hands gripping the bed sheet, her mouth biting the bed sheet and making suppressed sobs. By the time I ejaculated into her rectum she was shaking like a bullet, her eyes were demented, a large amount of saliva flowed out of the corners of her mouth uncontrollably, even her eyes were tearing up, and the nectar that flowed out of her slit soaked the sheets with a large piece of it, contented and on the verge of turning into an idiot.

Then my second sister got into anal sex. I’m not really interested in anal sex, I’ve only tried it on my second sister and my mom. Mom is also not very interested in anal sex, but sometimes can not satisfy me when I try so a try. The second sister is different, she likes to play tricks, although I can’t say that she is fond of anal sex, but at least one-third of the time when I have sex with her, we are inserted into her asshole. Every time I see me inserted into the inside of the second sister’s backyard when the little sister especially like to torture the second sister, with a dildo into the front of the second sister’s slit, but also in her nipples on the clamps, torturing the second sister wow, said the little sister is a sadist.

Ever since she found out about my relationship with my mom second sister has been helping positively or negatively, intentionally or not.

Helping out means that every few days she goes out with her little sister leaving me and my mom alone and creating opportunities for us.

Helping out meant that instead of going to bed early as she usually did, she came into my room and studied with me late into the night, and later stirred up my little sister to join in. My little sister didn’t come in to study but simply to make trouble.

She is usually very close to me, but she knows that my study time every night is not allowed to be disturbed by others, so she does not dare to come to pester me, and now she sees that the second sister has also added in she also has the courage to come in to add to the chaos. Originally, my study time has always been accompanied only by mom, quiet, the little sister came to become noisy. I do not have anything, in fact, she can not disturb me, but it is the second sister can not be quiet, the little sister several times. The little sister is only afraid of me, know that the second sister is a knife mouth and tofu heart is not afraid of her, and her nonsense, and then the two sisters on my bed to fight pillow fight, mom on the sidelines laughing and watching, also do not care about them. I once asked my second sister what she really wanted. The second sister said that I can not always let me and mom together, one is afraid of being found by the little sister, the second is that mom was less than forty years old is the time of the most vigorous libido, and my age is too young, the old yin and less yang is easy to drag my body down. I laughed and said that in the first year of junior high school, almost every day, how come I did not drag me down? She beat me up.

The second sister is right, mom’s sex drive is indeed very strong. At first, because several years have not had sex has been accustomed to being alone, plus also afraid of being found, the psychological also still some hesitation, the beginning of that period of time often avoid me, sleep at night will also lock the door of her room does not allow me to touch in the middle of the night. Saturday night the second sister will take the little sister to go out to play, this time I asked my mother to court mother although will satisfy me, but always urge me to hurry up quickly. The more she urges me the faster I can not, every time the mom made to die all weak. In fact, the second sister knows my ability, so she came back quite late, not afraid of being caught. But every time she came back, she saw her mom’s limp and weak look and pinched me, eating her jealousy. After two or three attempts, mom was relieved to know that the two sisters would not come back early, so she was also relieved to let me play with her, and sometimes even prepared in advance, went to take a shower after dinner, and after the shower, the two sisters also left, and then I was carried to bed to make love. Then later mom psychological completely accepted the fact of incest, not only at night do not lock the door, and also during the day will sneak and I flirt with me, on my ride when no one touched her also no longer resist but enjoy. Especially in the morning, I came back from running, the second sister and little sister generally have not yet got up, mom is making breakfast, this is the two of us happy time. She usually just wears pajamas without underwear and I can touch her. Still, she doesn’t dare to approach me and has never spent the night in my room. Compared to mom’s almost weekly sex, it was much less with my second sister. The second sister will take the initiative to touch my room in the middle of the night, but due to the fear that mom will also come and never dare to stay the night (in fact, it is nothing, every morning I am the first one to get up, surely I can wake her up and let her go back to her own room), and she loves my body, seldom have sex with me, but to let me cuddle for a while to make out for a while and then go away.

I admire my second sister’s self-control is at that time, obviously by my touching orgasm want to be too much, but just can stop me not to let me inserted. Only when she saw that I sometimes really can not endure when she agreed, and then make love very crazy and very into the very passionate. In fact, the second sister in bed is to satisfy me as the first premise, although she winks bone natural like to wear some sexy clothes, but in fact, not at all slutty, and I made love to those words called the beginning of the word is to satisfy me intentionally called out, and then get used to it also does not matter. This fact is to later I fully believe, the beginning of that time have always thought that the second sister is very slutty very slutty. She went to college after a lot of people chasing her, thought she was easy to be tricked into bed, the result is that where she spoke a little bit too much boy all either scolded to the head or was flattened, and then wait until the three punks want to rape her results instead of the bad luck of the matter was spread after, almost no one dares to chase her. The second sister in also converged a lot, sexy clothes only in the home to wear, will not wear to outsiders to see.

Yet mom’s dependence and obedience to me grew stronger and stronger, and she obeyed my commands even though she was mentally resistant to them. Such was the case the first time I let mom suck my dick. After having sex with mom that day, on a whim I sent my mucus-covered cock to mom’s mouth to ask her to clean it for me. My second sister was so used to this that she would do it for me on her own accord without me even asking. But mom is a bit of a clean freak, before and after sex to take a shower, which is normal, but in the beginning of that time, although she did not mind stroking my penis before sex, but after sex will not be happy, have to use a towel to wipe clean before touching it. So when I put my penis to her mouth she turned her head away quite a bit in anger. I was just having a momentary fling, and didn’t really care if mom was willing to suck my dick or not. But I was interested in seeing my mom like that, because every time I had sex with my mom she was very inactive, just lying on the bed and letting me toss and turn, cooperating with my movements, and only taking a little initiative when she was close to orgasm. Although I can understand her mood, but the heart is still a little unsatisfied, I hope she can really open their hearts and minds and I enjoy this incestuous love. Even if mom to me hundred obedience, but a hundred obedience wood seems to have no taste, so see mom rare refusal I would like to force her to accept. I began to beg and plead, saying, “Mom, do you think it’s dirty? But I really want it. Mom, you do not know, this is a very common thing in the love world. Mom sighed and said mom is not too dirty, just think this way mom’s self-esteem are all broken by you, the heart some can not accept. I was a little hesitant, so I had to say that it would not happen again. Mom then reluctantly agreed. Although I have made love several times, but mom has never seen my rod so close. The light was very weak, mom blushed and closed her eyes, her head gently poked towards my crotch. I pressed my dick against my mom’s lips and could clearly see her frown slightly, obviously a little uncomfortable with the smell. Still, she opened her mouth and took my dick in. She obviously had no experience with oral sex and just stayed with it. That alone was enough for me to get comfortable, and my flaccid dick swelled up and popped out of mom’s mouth all at once, and smacked her in the face. Mom was a little caught off guard, looked at me and took her dick in again. I started instructing mom on how to suck a dick, first by licking the goo off my dick, then swirling my tongue around my glans, and also licking my horse’s eye, and rubbing my hand over my shaft. Mom did all of that, and it was so good I I couldn’t get enough.

My second sister was so proactive, she had suggested many of the tricks first, I hadn’t tried the taste of molestation yet, and it was a great feeling. I began to thrust in and out of mom’s mouth, not too deep as she was holding the root of my cock, she was still able to take it. Mom’s tongue was pressed firmly against my rod, at first she was a little nervous, even the strength of masturbation for me is not very good, but I already have experience, stroking her hair to guide. Gradually mom got into the swing of things, and her tongue seemed to wrestle with my rod with increasing interest. Then she released her hands on my hips and tilted her head back to let me pump her throat. I was excited about this position because even with my second sister she rarely used this kind of deep throating, saying it was a little hard. The pleasure given to me by the deep throat was obviously much stronger, but I was still worried that mom couldn’t take it and didn’t dare to push too hard.

It was mom who urged me on at this point instead, and she pressed down on the flesh of my ass with great force. I then began to poke into mom’s throat as hard as I could, feeling the softness and fire deep in her throat. Mom’s eyes were tearing up, her breathing was becoming labored, and a muffled moan was coming from deep in her throat, it was clear that she had become somewhat unconscious.

My pleasure grew stronger and my movements accelerated noticeably, and that’s when mom couldn’t stand it any longer, nearly choking as she began to back away. I grabbed her hair and pressed down hard on her head as my rod began to swell and jump. Mom felt it and snapped her eyes open to look at me in horror. Then I plunged deep into mom’s throat and began to fire, sharply. Mom tried to duck, but couldn’t, and at the same time choked, her face suffocated and she had to swallow my cum. As soon as I let go of her she turned her head and coughed, heartbroken I couldn’t help it, and hurriedly apologized and said I’m sorry, it’s hard, right? Next time I do not dare. Mom said after a while is fine, and after a while said some hard, but not disgusted. Then said your second sister they are coming back, you quickly go out don’t be found. In fact, women are like this, with slavery, once conquered to do anything to her can be forgiven, of course, can not go too far, but also love her, let her feel your love. Mom’s slavery is more obvious, after that she is not only willing to give me oral sex, but also enjoy it, used to let me shoot in her mouth and face. And so it came to winter vacation.

Dad came back that winter vacation, and so did my older sister. I guess it was because mom had said she wanted a divorce some time ago, so the whole family was reunited to share the joy of family. My sister said that my mom had become much younger and looked like she was under thirty, and asked her what kind of makeup she used. Mom laughed and turned her head to look at me. Two laughed too and kicked me hard under the table. But I was depressed because Dad was back too.

Dad stayed at home for over half a month and mom was always nice to him and didn’t bring up the divorce again, much to dad’s delight. I felt a little sorry for Dad and knew I had wronged him, so I was nice to Dad too. But I was jealous as hell inside, realizing that Dad was Mom’s real husband. I wanted to cry but couldn’t.

The first night my dad came home, I sat up all night in the living room trying to hear what my mom and dad were saying. The walls were so soundproofed that I couldn’t hear them clearly even when they spoke loudly. I was so upset that I ran out at three o’clock in the middle of the night and kept running outside, resting when I was tired and then running again until nine o’clock in the morning. When I got home I lay down on my bed. I hurt like hell all over, but I couldn’t sleep. My family thought I was sick and came to see me to comfort me, but I didn’t want to see them and threw them all out. The next night I didn’t stay at home and left early, saying I was going to a friend’s house. My father was very angry, saying that it was a rare occasion for him and my elder sister to come back and I refused to stay with them. I almost couldn’t help but argue with him, but I knew I was in the wrong and couldn’t face him.

I was wandering down the street and ran into some ruffians who were deliberately messing with them and got into a fight with them and beat them up. Then I went to buy cigarettes and hid by the river to smoke. It was my first time to smoke, and it was so hard to choke that I quickly finished a pack and decided to go back for more. At that moment, I saw my second sister.

Second sister had obviously been looking for me for quite some time. It was a cold winter, and she hadn’t put on many clothes in her hurry and panic, so she was shivering. I took my jacket off and put it on her, and she threw her arms around me and cried.

I was a little delirious from the nicotine anesthesia and didn’t hear what she was saying. But I didn’t want to go home. My second sister couldn’t do anything about it, so she sat beside me and kept me company. She tried to comfort me, but she said the wrong thing.

She said that my father was very satisfied with me, and had just been praising me at home, and had drunk too much wine and cried, saying that he would die in peace with such a son. I was in tears, but did not flow out. I asked my second sister if I was a beast. The second sister looked at me half a day and cried again, said I can not blame me can only blame her, it is she seduced me, I am still just a child.

I got angry and said that I might have been a kid when I was 13 or 14, but now I’m 17 and know what I’m doing, what responsibilities I should take on and what consequences I should face. My second sister asked me if I regretted it.

I said no, if I really regretted it I wouldn’t continue. I said no matter what I did wrong or right, but I at least knew what I was doing and I’m not the kind of man who hesitates or is easily seduced.

Second sister looked at me for half a day then said she was relieved that I had grown up, then she said let’s make love. It was cold, the wind was strong at the river and there was frost on the ground, but Second Sister’s body was hot. As I entered her I whispered in her ear that I loved her for the rest of my life. My second sister went into spasms of pleasure and said that she loved me too and would never betray me for the rest of her life. We didn’t resort to any tricks, we just made love in the most basic male on female position. Second sister was crazy, but she didn’t scream, instead she whispered in my ear that she was a good brother and a good husband. I was into it too and called good sister good wife too. There was a guy riding a bike passing by on the river bank, saw us two making love stopped far away screaming and cursing there, it was a woman. The second sister was so angry that she grabbed a rock and threw it, hitting the target right on the head.

The woman wailed and fled, cursing as she went. Second sister laughed, and then continued to make love to me, and …… then she caught a cold and stayed in bed for three days. In the second sister’s cold those three days I was almost unclothed to stay with her, no heart to eat dad’s jealousy. After my second sister got well from the cold we went back to our rural home to spend the New Year with my grandparents and a few other uncles. By then our family had pretty much dispersed. Our family had moved to the city, the second and third uncles had moved to the town, the fourth uncle was away all year round, the fourth aunt lived with her mother’s family, and only the fifth uncle’s family still lived with the grandparents. However, our original houses in the countryside have not yet been sold, and we still get together every New Year’s Eve or on the birthdays of our elders. That New Year’s family was very happy, because the whole family was together, and life has become much better, became the richest family in the area, plus my good grades and fame, the family felt very dignified, grandpa everywhere he went to be happy. At that time, our extended family and former neighbors came to visit our house, and we received at least a dozen people every day. Grandma and Grandpa prepared a lot of red envelopes, and when they saw a junior, they gave one out, and as a result, more people came. On the day of the New Year’s Eve dinner, our family had four children, the second uncle’s family had three, the third uncle’s family had three, the fourth uncle’s family had two, and the fifth uncle’s family had one, making a total of thirteen children, with the oldest being the eldest sister who was twenty years old, and the youngest being the fifth uncle’s child who was not even five years old. Those little brothers and sisters have made the family very difficult, and no one can eat at the dinner table, but no one will care, Grandma and Grandpa, while the family is in the middle of the night. But no one will care, grandparents watch them while drinking, happy mouth never closed. I was also drunk by my fourth and fifth uncles, which was my first time to drink. All the wine in the house was brewed by Grandpa himself, and it was very high in alcohol content and easy to go down the throat, but it had a strong aftertaste, which made me red in the face and ears, and no one cared. There were a lot of drunks that day, my grandparents, my father and my four uncles were all drunk. Dad obviously can not drink the most, but still and a few uncles to fight, the first to fall by us to send to bed. The second uncle is not good at drinking, and when he is drunk, he will fight with monkey fists, and finally he was forced to carry to bed by me and the fifth uncle.

The fourth uncle is the best, after drunkenness still want to play mahjong with a few of us, said New Year’s Eve, how can we sleep? He was actually very good at mahjong, but on that day, I don’t know whether he was drunk or intentionally letting go of the water, he lost in a row, and my second sister and I both won more than a thousand dollars from him. The third uncle was the best drinker, but he couldn’t stand up to us juniors, because those kids used coke instead of alcohol to fight with him, and he ended up getting drunk too, and he was watching TV and fell asleep while watching it. The fifth uncle is the most excessive, after getting drunk, actually embraced the fifth aunt to go next to the second uncle’s house to fuck, dry more than an hour after coming back to continue to drink, and then play mahjong with us, but also lost a lot of money. In fact, several uncles inside the most serious is the fifth uncle. Dad was already not working (mom told me later), two uncle three uncle in Yunnan have been looking for prostitutes, but on the five uncle has been guarded like a jade, tolerate no no no no no, but the most unlucky is also him. That year was one of the happiest years I’ve ever had, and it was also the last year that our family was able to get together and spend together, and after that Grandma and Uncle 5 passed away, and the house was much cooler. Happy times are always short.

Grandma’s death was about the same time as Uncle V’s, during my first semester of high school.

Of the several aunts in the family, the one I loathed the most was Auntie Four, and she was the one to blame for my grandmother’s death.

The fourth aunt has no ability, looks sloppy okay, is a spoiled lawless lady, the standard shrew, the fourth uncle does not like her, but her family has money, so she married her. The four aunts rely on the family’s money and their own men and capable of domineering in the family, to the grandparents are not very respectful, always said that our family has become so all rely on her family (this is also the four uncle has been refused to come back to the reason, he loathed the wife). That year, I don’t know where she found out that he had another woman in Yunnan, so she lost her temper and scolded her grandmother. Auntie 5, who was still young and childish, and Auntie 4, who had a good relationship with her, actually helped her out.

The second aunt was unhappy that the fourth uncle did not take the second uncle out with him, and she said some unpleasant things. Grandma, who was stubborn and had strong self-esteem, could not bear the insults of these daughters-in-law and took poison to kill herself. The fourth uncle rushed back and beat the fourth aunt half to death, and immediately divorced her.

However, when Dad, Uncle 4, Uncle 3, learned the news of Grandma rushed back, but Uncle 5 did not come back, came back to his ashes. Uncle five has never looked for prostitutes, but that time in order to accompany the customer to find so a time, the result is to win the bid contracted venereal disease. Uncle five this person is more big-headed, and only went to elementary school, and do not know exactly what is going on, the beginning of not caring, wait until the discovery of the time has been too late to rescue, so passed away. The fourth uncle came back and gave the fifth aunt two choices.

One was to stay in our family, and the rest of the family would take care of her for the rest of her life; the other was to marry again, and the family would give her a large sum of money to let her marry in splendor, but the child had to stay. Later, Auntie 5 married after two years, and the child was taken away from her. The fourth uncle did not say anything, but only asked that the child’s name can not be changed, and then the property left behind by the fifth uncle can only be inherited by the child, no one else is allowed to touch. The death of the grandmother and the fifth uncle made the family very sad, and the family was almost torn apart. Later, Grandpa also died, and the fourth uncle took his two sons and his second wife abroad, and has never returned. The second uncle’s family moved to the provincial capital, and now they hardly ever see each other. Only the third uncle remained in the hometown and refused to leave, and set up a factory of his own, which is considered to be a good thing for the people in his hometown. Dad was followed by Grandpa shortly after his death, when I was already in college. Dad was killed in a car accident, it is said that before he died, he also called my name and mom’s name, and at that time, mom had already divorced him. After the year was over it seemed that everything went back to the way it was. My father went to Yunnan, my elder sister went back to Beijing, and there were only me, my mom, my second sister and my little sister left in the house. But I feel that something has changed, I feel like I have grown up a lot. When I was with my second sister, I was no longer treating her with the attitude of a half lover, half brother, but completely treating her with the attitude of a husband to his wife. Second sister used to order me to do this and that, but now I started to take the initiative and even started ordering her back. It was also then that I learned to cook for myself, much to the surprise of my family. Although my elder sister stayed at home for just one winter vacation, her overly competitive personality was on full display. The idea that men are superior to women is too serious in the family, and although big sister worked hard, she could not get any praise, and all the praise and all the honor stayed on me alone. If I was worse than her, maybe she could still hate me, but I do everything better than her, she can only work harder to get the attention and approval of the family. My elder sister hates my careless attitude because she is very serious about everything, but I am careless yet I can do better than her serious efforts, causing her to hate my careless attitude even more. She’s been picking on me for over a month when she’s been in the house, and it’s gotten to the point where I’m getting a little tired of it. Who can stand her when I have my own rules and principles for everything I do and she’s around to point out that this is wrong and that is wrong? This kind of personality has caused her a lot of harm, when she was in high school there were still people who dared to chase her, but when she went to college almost no one dared to mess with her, and even if the ones who chased her were just greedy for her beauty rather than genuinely liking her. The older sister and most despise those who are not as good as her, sometimes even do not give others a step down, so that she has almost no friends. Later she went abroad to study, in foreign countries suffered a lot of blows, this sex only slightly better, but the essence has not changed. To be honest, when I first went to bed with my big sister and found that she actually do not know how to connect the kiss can not help but feel sad for her. Foreign countries are far more open than domestic, and she actually has not had a boyfriend, is really …… big sister at home when I am very concerned about my studies. She did not care about my high school studies, but cared about the goal she once set for me: to graduate from high school at the same time but also to get a university undergraduate self-test diploma. She also knew Japanese and often conversed with me in spoken Japanese.

I had just started learning Japanese, so naturally I was not as good as her, and she made a good mockery of me. Before she left, she got the test questions for the self-test from somewhere for me to do, and after she finished, she looked at them for half a day, looking very lost. Later I realized that my elder sister also set this goal for herself in high school, but the result was a failure. However, it was possible for me to accomplish this goal, which made her feel very uncomfortable. But I didn’t understand my sister’s mental activity at the time, and thought she was urging me on, and was grateful to her. Dad’s return created a great shock deep inside me.

Dad used to be in Yunnan, although I know the existence of this father, but after all, and stand in front of their own is still very somewhat different. After the New Year I did not go to find mom for more than a month, but touched the second sister room to vent their desires. At that time, I was very bad-tempered, in bed is not gentle, sometimes even seem rough. Second sister she suffered in silence and never blamed me. Until that day, mom came to my room and told me that she was pregnant. Eight that day was also a Saturday, as usual, my little sister was encouraged by my second sister to go to the movies together, and I was in my room studying. Mom came in and sat on the bed to tell me the news. The fact that mom was pregnant startled me. I knew that it was bound to happen whenever we had sex, however, my second sister and I had been together for almost four years and had never done anything to protect her yet she had never gotten pregnant, so in the back of my mind I didn’t take it to heart. When my mom told me she was pregnant the first thing that came out of my mouth was actually, “Whose baby is it?” At this point I realized that I had been jealous of Dad, and was very concerned about the fact that Dad had been in bed with Mom for over half a month. I really didn’t know what I was going to do if this baby was Dad’s.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, mom’s face was very pale, so white that it was as horrible as the face of a dead person. Hearing my words, mom glared at me angrily, grabbed the pillow on the bed and threw it over. “Naturally, it’s yours. Your father didn’t even let him touch my hand.” I didn’t know what to feel when I heard that, it seemed a little joyful and a little sad. It was self-evident what to do with things at this point. It was obvious that the operation could not be done in the city hospital, not only was there a risk of discovery but also the technology of the city hospital was not very reassuring. I said mom I accompany you to the provincial capital. Mom shook her head and asked me what to do in the future, is it just like this for the rest of my life? This time not to be found then next time? Not to mention that your father will come back one day, even your second and youngest sisters, they will find out one day sooner or later. I was dumbfounded. Second sister’s side is definitely fine, but it’s hard to say about dad and little sister.

Mom looked at me and said very, very softly let’s end it, I’ll still be a mother and you’ll still be a son.

Then she got up to leave. I was so distraught and panicked that I rushed to my mouth and said no! It can’t end like this! Mom, get a divorce, I’ll support you after the divorce! Mom stood still, sighed, said even if I get a divorce, the family will certainly not let you and I live together, and besides, later you will marry another woman, then how do I do? I smiled and said mom then I don’t get married well.

Mom says you’re full of shit. I said you don’t believe it? Mom said of course I don’t believe it. I said then what will make you believe me. Mom said, “Then tell me who your current girlfriend is. I was stunned and said I didn’t have one. Mom said, “Do you think I’m stupid? I don’t even know if you’ve slept with another woman. Then she asked if it was your second sister.

I had to nod my head. Mom sat on the bed for a long time without saying anything. After a while before saying I want to find you two days ago to discuss this matter, the result came to your room found you are not in, went upstairs only to hear you and your second sister together. You honestly tell me, when did you start? I honestly explained everything. Mom listened to do not know what to say to me well, and finally actually said: my son is really capable, not only climbed into his mother’s bed, even his sister’s bed also climbed up. I heard this tone is not right, the first reaction is to kneel on the ground to admit fault and apologize.

Mom’s hand was raised in the air and almost landed on my face, but in the end it didn’t fall, just sighed and said what should I do with you? It’s all because I usually spoil you too much. The first action of the second sister when she knew about my mom and I was a slap in the face, and although mom didn’t slap me now, she gave me a feeling that was even more terrible than a slap in the face. Although her face was calm, the smell of hurt and pain I could clearly feel it. I was instantly frightened, afraid that she could not think of doing something stupid. Mom said you don’t say anything, wait for your second sister to come back. So mom sat on my bed and did not say a word, I feel the atmosphere is very depressing, to pull her hand, she did not hesitate to shake off, again to pull, again shake off. I even tried five or six times without success, but I put my heart down, knowing that things have not reached the point of a break, so on the sidelines of the dead pester her, either pulling her hand or touching her feet with her feet, and ultimately made my mother laugh, scolded a dead shameless. I knew it had finally rained. Later I asked my mom what she thought at the time when she found out about my relationship with my second sister. Mom asked me what I could have thought. Naturally, I had nothing to say. As a result, my mom said something meaningful, “Who asked you to be my son!” It was almost ten o’clock at night when my second sister and my little sister came back, and by the time my little sister went to bed it was almost eleven o’clock. The three of us sat in my room silently facing each other. Second sister had heard me say why before she came in, so she looked at her mom with some trepidation, but the first one to speak up was her instead, and she admitted outright that she had seduced me, and that it was none of my business. I was amused and touched to hear that. Mom began to tense face pretending half a day, asked what you plan to do in the future, is it still continue? The second sister was a little naughty and asked mom what are you going to do in the future? Are you going to continue?

Mom immediately knew that her second sister knew about her relationship with me as well, her face instantly reddened and she was too embarrassed to pretend.

The second sister said it is good to reveal, things have become so there is nothing to say, anyway, she will not leave me. Mom was silent for a while and said, “You’re not going to live like this for the rest of your life, are you? The second sister said as long as the brother does not change his heart, if he dares to change his heart to me, I will castrate him. I was shocked by this statement, and I didn’t know if she was just saying it or if she was serious. The two mothers and daughters discussed for half a day, I dared not say a word beside them.

In the end, the discussion was finally over, and the two reached an agreement: I was not allowed to have friends before high school, and I could marry another woman later, but that woman had to be satisfied with both of them. The implication was that even if I got married, I couldn’t forget about them, or else I would be disturbed. It was about twelve o’clock in the morning when the two women finished their discussion. Mom got up to go to bed, but was stopped by her second sister. The second sister said, “Come along, mom, you also know that this guy is very powerful, one person can not cope with him. Mom was a bit shy, but still agreed.

I was so happy I almost hugged and kissed my second sister twice. Then the second sister began to undress, and mom sat on the bed to watch. Seeing how good the second sister’s body was, she looked very slightly jealous. I smiled and said mom your skin is much smoother than the second sister’s. Mom said which is not, I am old. I said I don’t believe you and second sister comparison. The second sister knows what I mean also came up to join in the fun and said let me see let me see, and then began to take off mom’s clothes with me.

Mom was half-heartedly undressed by us, and the two naked beauties were displayed together in front of me for me to feast my eyes on. To be honest, the second sister did outshine mom in terms of body shape, she was a bit taller than mom, with big boobs and a big ass and a waist that much thinner, but the overall beauty was not as good as mom’s. Even the prettiest little sister in the family right now, stripped naked, is no match for mom. How to say, in addition to the mother’s skin white like silk smooth these external conditions do not count, light temperament they can not compare. Maybe it is the relationship between mom’s childhood tutelage, mom whether standing, sitting, lying down and walking have a special flavor within, even if it is undressed that flavor also continues to exist.

Many women, dressed in clothes, look elegant and sexy, but with their clothes off, they are no different from other women, held up by their clothes. But mom is different, real beauty born, even after taking off the clothes also still looks beautiful and moving, just like trained nude models. This is still her almost forty years old when the thing, if young when that still do not know how to look. However, mom said that she was younger than now, then for life and running, there is no time to think about these, not to mention the mood and conditions to think about these.

It is in the habit of pampering the early childhood education to show little by little – I really admire my grandfather who I have never met, both my mother and uncle were educated by him from a young age to a great extent. My mom was just like that, but my uncle was even more scary, his temperament made you believe that he was telling the truth even though you knew he was lying to you.

After mom was stripped the second sister went to touch her mom’s skin and was in awe and envy. I was watching these two beauties from the side, my penis was about to explode, and I stripped myself naked in three or two tries to squeeze in between them.

The two women were in dispute over who would have sex with me first, and I said why don’t we just do it together. The second sister said how to come. I lay on the bed and said, “You can do it yourself first, and I will suck my mom’s dick. Mom is very embarrassed, said you first I watch.

The second sister was probably provoked by this obscene scene to love, also do not care about mom, first lowered his head for me to oral sex for a while, and then sat down with his back to me to swallow my penis into the body. Because mom is watching from the side, she looks particularly shy, the action is not intense, and do not dare to let go of the sound of waves screaming, endure very hard. I also do not care about her, will sit aside mom pulled over and kiss her, at the same time to touch mom’s breasts. Mom in this situation is very strong emotion, before I kissed her she just cooperate not respond, this kiss mom took the initiative to put her tongue into my mouth for me to suck, and at the same time took the initiative to press my hand on her pussy, where it is already wet. I started digging into mom’s pussy, and she squirmed to cooperate, but didn’t dare make a sound.

As a result, the only sound that could be heard in the whole house was the three people’s sharp gasps, and the sound of Second Sister and my sex rubbing against each other. Gradually my second sister’s molestation became intense, she covered her mouth and tried her best to hold back the pleasure without screaming out, but she still couldn’t suppress a moan from her mouth. Mom couldn’t help herself either, and when I moved her ass over she too took the initiative and sat on my face aiming her pussy at my mouth. I pressed my hands on her nipples and kneaded them as my tongue licked and flicked the labia majora and then gently took them in, bobbing my head from side to side leaning on my lips to tease the labia majora and minora. Mom pressed her hands into mine, borrowing them to squeeze and caress her breasts, her teeth biting her bottom lip and just letting out a very, very low moan through her nose. My tongue licked and sucked around mom’s slit, licking up and down, occasionally slipping into the streaming canal, and flicking the tip of my nose up and down over the tiny red bean by opening the lips of her pussy. Mom’s breathing is more and more rapid moaning is also more and more greasy, when I will be the whole pussy into the mouth all sucking mom’s hand from my hand away from the press on my head, the body is more and more forward leaning pussy almost the entire cover in my face so that I almost breathless. Just then I felt my second sister’s pussy twitching sharply and knew that her orgasm was imminent. In the position she was in now, once her orgasm hit she was sure to fall forward and disengage her pussy from my cock. I don’t want this to happen, I moved my hands on my mom’s breasts to my second sister’s waist and quickly pushed my penis upward a dozen times. It was exhausting, I had two women sitting on top of me, not very heavy but sitting right where I was exerting myself, and one of my hands was holding both women at the same time, squeezing them back to back. Second sister was already close to orgasm, by my penis so a top soon reached the peak, hand released the mouth pressed on my thighs, buttocks flying downward thrown several times, finally still screamed out: “ah …… can not… …ah …… coming coming ……” Her vagina spasmed madly, and her flower center also bit my glans and sucked, and the burning hot cunt essence sprayed on my glans so comfortably. Just as I enjoy the spasms of the second sister’s vagina, mom was also called by the second sister’s screaming to the leakage, the body trembled dramatically, a large pile of obscene water sprayed onto my face. I was caught off guard and couldn’t hold on to my manhood for a moment, and a large amount of semen shot into my second sister’s uterus, causing her to leak once more. After her orgasm, mom was panting with her head against the wall behind me, and her second sister was half sprawled on the bed. I was holding my breath a bit with mom’s wet pussy pressed against my face, so I moved mom’s ass to one side and slowly stroked it. Mom simply lay lazily half in my arms, letting me rub her breasts with one hand and stroke her pussy with the other. My second sister recovered after a while and lay in reverse to us, taking my already limp cock in her mouth and sucking on it. My middle finger was pumping rapidly inside my mom’s pussy while I whispered in her ear, “Comfortable, mom?”

Mom gasped sharply but didn’t answer me. I added another finger and pumped even harder, all the while pressing my thumb against the delicate clit. Mom’s breathing became even more rapid, her legs involuntarily closed and parted, and her hand grabbed my arm. When I asked my mom if she was comfortable again, she actually whispered out. This time I inwardly great joy. May be due to the mother’s self-esteem, mom and I make love no matter how I provoke her she always refused to speak, but also refused to say their own feelings, although the action is very cooperate with me, but it is in a passive position, sometimes make me really upset. At this point I was thinking, since I let you talk, it’s good to talk. So I continued, “Look mom, second sister is sucking my cock.” Mom opened her eyes and looked up, immediately lay back down and closed her eyes again, and with a violent spasm in her vagina, a hot stream rushed to my fingers, soaking my entire palm. I was so pleased with myself that I continued to build on it. “Mom, you don’t even know how slutty second sister usually is, screaming to get up that killing ah, brother husband big cock screaming all the time.” The second sister who was sucking my cock immediately laughed out loud when she heard this, and gave me two hard hits on my cock, hitting me so hard that I screamed in pain.

Mom couldn’t take it any more and was dying of shame. “Don’t, don’t say it.” Her skin actually turned pink and rolled amazingly hot from the passion and shyness. Where I would not let her go. “Mom, why don’t you go suck my cock too?” Second sister also stopped when she heard this, and turned her head to look at mom. Mom sat up and saw Second Sister that way obviously hesitating. Second sister turned her head and snickered, so I urged. “Mom, hurry up.”

As it turned out, mom really did half-sit down and took hold of my cock and licked it. My second sister, lying side by side with me, started biting my ear and said hatefully, “You little bastard, you’re beautiful!” Then in a very, very low voice, she added, “Mommy’s even sluttier than I am.” I was so happy I could have flown up in the air, digging in my mom’s inner thighs with one hand and placing my other hand nonchalantly on my second sister’s pussy. Second sister was half on top of me kissing my face my nose my chest nipples belly and finally actually joined mom in servicing my cock. I pulled a pillow against my back to tilt my head back to get a better view, and needless to say the satisfaction in my heart. I saw my mom sucking on my glans, and my second sister gobbling my scrotum and then licking the root of my cock. The two women worked well together one on top of the other, and the two pretty faces looked lewd and beautiful as they crossed paths. I gradually looked dumbfounded, forced to endure the pleasure coming from my lower body, slowly sat up to touch the two faces. The same smoothness, the same tenderness. Mom closed her eyes and enjoyed my touch, but the second sister licked a little impatiently, sat up straight and wrapped her arms around me from behind, her large breasts rubbing against my back, and murmured in her ear, “Hubby, I want it so bad!” I turned my head to look at her, her eyes were blurry and blushing, a pair of hands constantly stroking my body, appearing to be extremely emotional. I whispered:

“Sis, hold on for a while while I satisfy mom.”

My second sister nodded and started kissing my neck and back. I wrapped my arms around mom’s waist and sat her on my lap, my furiously angry poisonous dragon aimed at the already flooded peach hole, and little by little, I probed inside, feeling the burning heat and softness inside. Mom exhaled a long breath, wrapped her arms around my neck, tilted her head back and started tossing her hips. Her beautiful breasts flopped around like doves in front of me as her body rose and fell, beautifully. I bent my head down and bit a nipple and started sucking on it, and mom finally let out a cloying moan, her upper body almost completely flopping back, and it was only because of my arm around her waist that she didn’t fall back onto the bed. My second sister, who had been squeezing my back with her breasts and kissing my forehead, looked up at mom’s other breast, licked her tongue, and bit on it as well. Subjected to such an up and down attack, mom finally couldn’t take it anymore and started begging for mercy. “Don’t …… ah …… don’t do this …… ah …… ah …… ah …… Mom can’t stand it …… ah …… good son …… stop… …stop ah ……” she said to stop, but her hand was pressed firmly on the back of my head and her hips shrugged back and forth faster. My hands stroked and kneaded my mom’s spine and hips, gradually paddling up her buttock cleavage and touching her asshole, feeling it shrink and get bigger.

Perhaps no longer quite lucid, mom didn’t care that I was stroking her asshole. I quietly flexed my middle finger then jabbed it in. “Ah ah ……” Mom’s body stiffened and she hissed twice, her vagina convulsed and spasmed, then jerked loose and her screams stopped halfway. I looked up in dismay, mom’s body is still shivering, the tender flesh on the legs is still spasming, eyes closed tightly, saliva slowly flowed out along the corners of the mouth, the body from time to time, but also a violent convulsion. The second sister’s eyes were disoriented, and it took a while before she came to her senses, whispering, “No way?

Passed out? ” “As if. “

With the inside of mom’s vagina still twitching and spasming, and the mouth of her womb still biting my glans as it cried and demanded, there was only one word to describe the feeling: awesome. I love enjoying moments like this the most, and sometimes it’s a habit that teases my second sister into biting me hard. By the time mom’s vaginal convulsions finally ended, I guess it had been a minute or so. She still didn’t seem to have come to her senses, and she was limp and motionless when I laid mom flat on the bed. My second sister couldn’t resist kissing me and stroking my cock, and as soon as I had put her back on the bed she took the initiative and knelt on the bed with her ass in the air, and turned her head to look straight at me with big lust filled eyes. I am a little funny, gently spanked her ass, scolded: “Sister, you can really slut!” Second sister some aggrieved, just want to speak my big cock has penetrated into the leather. The second sister “ah” screamed, aggrieved immediately turned into joy, hate said: “Just slut for you to see! You bastard!”

I was on the verge of leaking from my mom’s clamps just now, and it was only because I held back strongly that I didn’t cum in her womb.

It’s not that I don’t have the ability to continue, but I’m afraid that if I do, I won’t be able to satisfy my second sister right away. So I wrapped my arm around my sister’s waist and slowly pumped to do my best to delay the arrival of ejaculation. Second sister may have just held back hard, need me to fuck her boldly, to my slow pumping some dissatisfaction, actively shrugged backward ass to meet. I turned my gaze, suddenly realized that my mother did not know when has opened her eyes, is not blinking to look at me and my second sister’s joint, hand also unconsciously sliding on their own body, suddenly my whole body hot blood surging, even cock seems to be bigger circle, nonchalantly wrapped around my second sister’s waist began to vigorously thrusting to fuck her. Second sister caught off guard body forward, head buried into the quilt, suddenly suppressed moans immediately came out from the quilt. Mom slightly open mouth watching my cock in the second sister’s snow-white buttock cleavage in and out, watching all out of focus, hand stopped on their own breasts have forgotten to rub. Seeing my mom like this I got even more excited, my lower body hit my second sister’s ass hard, the sound of the two sex organs colliding violently in the lustful water was just too obscene. Second sister was going crazy, her mouth biting the quilt and her hands almost tearing the sheets apart. Her body was slammed inside the bed by my heavy slam after heavy slam and then began to convulse and shake quickly reaching an orgasm. I knew that if I waited for my second sister to climax I would have to cum inside her, so I quickly pumped my second sister’s pussy twice and pulled out my cock to take it to my mom’s mouth. The pleasure came too fast and too strong for me to control, and the cum shot out in the air, most of it landing on my sister’s back and the bed, with only a small portion landing on my mom’s face. Mom looked at me like a fool, I used my finger to scrape off the semen on her face to her mouth, she obediently opened her mouth and licked it clean. At this point my second sister also recovered from her orgasm and obediently turned around and cleaned my lower body with her mouth. Orgasm end of the three of us are lazy just gasping although also do not want to talk do not want to move, although everyone on the body is sticky very difficult, but no one has the strength and mind to go to the shower. Mom lazily leaned in my arms, hand and an answer without an answer to caress my cock, as if not yet fully satisfied look. My second sister was wrapped halfway around my arm, her breasts pressed against my arm, her thighs resting on my waist, her wet pussy pressed against my waistline. After a while mom’s hand didn’t move and I turned my head to look at her, mom had actually fallen asleep. My second sister poked her head over to look at mom and smiled. “Little bastard, you’re pretty good! I can’t believe you’ve laid out both women.”

I can only laugh at this, and my heart is also slightly satisfied and pleased. In fact, at that time I was still young, basically no skills to make love, in my mother’s words is like a brute like rampage. Although my second sister and I have sex since the first year, but also so a year is almost night and day, and then the frequency of sex is not high, on average, a month only a little more than once, is not as good as and mom together once a week or two of high frequency.

And second sister was young then, so this kind of unskilled lovemaking was enough for her. However, this kind of lovemaking alone by virtue of physical strength will be able to satisfy mom and second sister, one more will not be able to. Later, I learned a lot of lovemaking skills, staying power is stronger, plus daily exercise and take supplements, can also be a time to settle three women. After arriving in Beijing, I had played a few times with my mom, my second sister, and my little sister in a battle of four, and although I was able to get rid of them, I was occasionally a bit overwhelmed by the end of the day. Now I have five mature women around me, fortunately they are separate, at most, play a three-person game, otherwise I have to empty my body can not be. From high school to now, especially after the society, met several times to be tempted by the scene, but also often in and out of some places, but every time can grasp the heart. And I have had sexual relations with only seven women so far, from the outside do not dare to womanize mess. There are many reasons for this, one is that I still adhere to no feelings do not have sex, so for those one-night stands or prostitutes are never interested in how can not move the heart; two is due to the situation at home now, do not dare to talk about what feelings with other women get into trouble, can hide can avoid avoid, pretend to be crazy than anyone else; three is not dare to let down the trust of the people at home, they are although nominally in the control of very strict in fact, simply do not care about me! The third is not dare to betray the trust of the family, although they are nominally very strict in fact, I simply do not care about me, want to steal fish easy tight, but I not only do not have the courage to even thieves dare not even thieves; four is afraid to have a two, once the ring, it is very likely that the hold can not be spoiled the body.

I’m in good health now, I don’t have any problem doing one or two hundred push-ups in one breath, but I don’t want to die young, let alone leave the beauty of my family behind. I remember the summer vacation of my junior year of college, accompanied my uncle to go out to talk about business, was scheduled to stay up to a week, the result of procrastination dragged on for almost half a month. On that day, the business finally succeeded, both sides are very satisfied, to drink to celebrate. Uncle that person, can be said to be ridiculous, where can not leave the woman, the other side will also be good to find a number of women to accompany us. Uncle drunk, actually thought I was still a virgin, dumped a large sum of money specifically designated two beautiful women with me, making me laugh and cry, and finally in the room really can not cope with the enthusiasm of the two women fled, became a laughing stock, and now are being ridiculed by the uncle. I really admire uncle, played the woman do not know how many, actually the body is still good. However, I do not agree with his habit of spending money to buy women.

A few days later the second sister accompanied her mother to the provincial capital for an abortion, and incidentally, even birth control.

Mom was in pretty good health and was fully restored to health within a few days of rest. After she came back, she opened a flower store, saying she was looking for something to do. Mom had two main hobbies in her life, one was reading books, no matter when and where they were always in hand, and the second was to do some flowers and plants, as a pastime. With a job, coupled with a spiritual support, mom’s face glowing, becoming more and more beautiful. In fact, due to her quiet personality, mom is the type that doesn’t age easily, but now she has a very different mental outlook, which is why she has become younger. Just sometimes I also think it is strange, according to mom has always shown the kind of calm personality, she is very difficult to be tempted by something to move, it is also very difficult to be a man to catch her heart, it is not possible to be seduced by carnal desires, but actually incestuous relationship with me and addicted to which can not be extricated, it is incomprehensible. I asked my mom several times, and she always smiled but didn’t answer. Compared to my second sister, who would use her body to prevent me from falling in love with other girls, my mom is even more puzzling to me, and I really can’t understand what is going on in her head. Saying that mom wasn’t seduced by carnal desires was actually well founded. When the two of us are together, it’s natural for both of us to go straight to the point, which is to go to bed and have sex. It’s different when I’m with mom, although she won’t refuse my requests, I sense that she enjoys it more when she’s with me. Often when I turned around while I was studying, I would see my mom looking at me instead of reading a book, and the satisfaction and happiness in her eyes was something I could feel completely and clearly.

She likes to discuss all kinds of problems with me, like to rely on each other to read books, like my hands without erotic implications of caressing her body, like to undress quietly lying on the bed for me to enjoy, and more like all the time in the side to watch me with me, so I feel that my mother seems to aspire to a more platonic love. Sometimes I wonder if my mom’s feelings for me are exactly the same as the Greek mythological artisan who fell in love with a carved elephant of his own making. My second sister said that she had seen my mom sitting motionless on the edge of the bed watching me sleep for hours on end, which scared her a little.

My second sister had to prepare for the college entrance exams at that time, and although she would study with me until late every day, most of the time she could only keep my hands and eyes warm without the energy to deal with me. Mom, on the other hand, had become sleepy since the abortion. In the past, she used to watch TV with her little sister in the living room and then come to my room to stay with us until midnight, but now she tends to lie on my bed and read for a while and then fall asleep, and sometimes she simply falls asleep on my bed. At first, I was afraid to touch my mom, but then I realized that I was making a big mistake, and that she was actually in better spirits after I touched her. That’s the way it is now. A few women at home, especially the eldest sister, always go home and say that they are tired to death, every time after sex, they say that the bones are all broken by me, how to go to work tomorrow and so on, but the next day they will be glowing and radiant, if they did not touch them for two or three days, they will say that it hurts here and there is uncomfortable.

Women are really strange creatures sometimes. However, my second sister was still young, so she had not yet contracted this kind of “problem” that only adult women can have. One night, about eleven o’clock, my second sister and I were still studying, but my mom was already asleep in my bed. After reading for a while, my second sister yawned and looked tired, so I sat behind her and massaged her shoulders. I pressed and pressed to the second sister’s breasts. The second sister’s breasts that called big ah, if there is no bra blocked jumping around I do not know what will look like. The second sister is also a little bit of love, when I unbuttoned her shirt will be her bra down did not object, just softly leaned in my arms. I sat behind her and teased her nipples with both hands, whispering two yellow jokes in her ear, making her laugh. Then I said second sister let’s make love. It had been a few days since we had made love, and Second Sister must have wanted to a little bit, but was concerned about her mom being around. She pointed to her mom sleeping on the bed and shook her head. I have nothing to be afraid of, my left hand on the second sister’s breasts to feel around the right hand to go to unbutton the second sister jeans. Second Sister pressed her hand against my right hand, refusal not obvious. I unbuttoned the button and pulled down the pull-up, and Second Sister’s white panties were exposed. By this time, Second Sister had no will or strength to resist at all, her hand pressing softly on my wrist was more of an encouragement than a deterrent. My left hand index finger up and down teasing second sister’s nipple beads, let it a little bit of blood congestion hardened and stood up, right hand touched into the second sister’s panties, playing with the second sister’s pussy lips clitoris. Second sister at first still endure, biting the lower lip does not speak, to later gradually can not help but start twisting waist with my finger rape. To be honest, the second sister’s physique is really great, although I have had sex with me countless times, but her vagina is still so tight, just allow my middle finger inserted, and then add a finger are very a little difficult. I kneaded and caressed her breasts, blew in her ear and licked her ear, and slowly pumped my fingers into her vagina. She was enjoying herself, her eyes were closed, her breathing was short and heavy as if she was trembling, and her hands unconsciously stroked my thighs, moving up to my crotch and rubbing back and forth.

After caressing Second Sister quietly like this for almost ten minutes or so, Second Sister finally couldn’t hold back her orgasm, and the lewd water that spewed out soaked her panties all the way through. She exhaled a long breath, cocked her head and looked at me silently, and finally actually smiled bitterly. “Little brother, you’ll cause me to be unable to get married for the rest of my life.”

I didn’t understand her words for a moment and asked, “What do you mean?” “Idiot!” With that, Second Sister scolded me and then asked, “Is it hard for you to hold it in?” I said it was fine. Second Sister stood up and started to take off her clothes.

I watched her silently, watching her slowly, bit by bit, remove her shirt, her jeans, her panties, and then her entire body just stood there naked in front of me. “Pretty?” My second sister asked, and I nodded.

“Want …… to eat me?” She used the word “eat”, and I stared at her in a daze, looking at the suppressed blush on her face, looking at the proud breasts that she raised very proudly, and looking at the slightly shy way that she parted her pussy lips with her fingers, revealing that fascinating peach hole. “Come and eat me! Eat me whole and entire.”

The fiery flames spewing from Second Sister’s eyes were enough to make people melt, and my gaze moved in a daze from her face to those constantly heaving breasts, and then to that pussy with just a few strands of downy hair, watching the sweet nectar drip down her snow-white thighs bit by bit onto the carpet. I was stunned by her, thinking that I should have done something that particularly touched my second sister, otherwise she wouldn’t have been so bold and open to this extent. Just as I was in a state of trepidation, Second Sister sat on my lap as if she were a complaining woman on top of me, and began to pull at my clothes. “Asshole!

Fool! Bad brother! Devil!” She cursed as she unbuttoned my shirt, and after undoing it twice and failing to do so she simply ripped my shirt open with a single thrust, before biting me on my chest and scrambling to unbuckle my belt again.

After undoing it twice and then not undoing it, she looked up at me sadly. “Don’t you freeze!” I responded, undoing my belt in three or two tries, and my huge glans immediately jumped out from the top of my panties. As if she saw a treasure, Second Sister held the glans in her hand, slid my panties down my thighs, moved her ass forward, and her slit slowly swallowed my cock all the way in before she wrapped her arms around my neck and started shrugging back and forth. “Ah …… asshole brother …… ah …… sister will be you …… ah …… tortured to death…… ah…… sister…… ah… …so happy …… ah …… so happy ……” I was at a loss for words, at this time I realized a fact. That is: I was “raped” by my second sister. Although the second sister is usually very enthusiastic, but enthusiastic to this point I really is the first time to find. She didn’t even care about waking up my mom or even my little sister upstairs, she just shrugged her butt like crazy and kept kissing me on my face. I was also mesmerized by her passion, and pressed my hands hard on her snow-white buttocks, fucking her to death.

I lowered my head to bite her breasts, she screamed even louder, suddenly her body stiffened: “Mom!” I turned my head in shock, mom had woken up at some point. I lowered my head to bite her breasts, she screamed even louder, suddenly her body stiffened: “Mom!” I turned my head in shock, mom had woken up at some point and was looking at us with a strange look in her eyes. I turned my head in shock, mom had woken up at some point and was looking at us with a strange look in her eyes. However, the second sister just froze for a moment immediately fell into the whirlpool of pleasure again, actually called out, “Good! However, the second sister just froze for a moment immediately fell into the whirlpool of pleasure again, actually called out, “Good brother …… good husband …… fuck me …… I ……” She didn’t care about anything anymore. I let my second sister toss and turn on me, three or two times to throw off the pants that are in the way, wrapped my arms I let my second sister toss and turn on me, three or two times to throw off the pants that are in the way, wrapped my arms around my second sister and walked toward the bed. Leaning on the edge of the bed to sleep mom some fear to move inside, after a while only to come back to God Leaning on the edge of the bed to sleep mom some fear to move inside, after a while only to come back to God like saying: “you guys, also make too much crazy! I ignored her, placed my second sister on the edge of the bed, wrapped my arms around her thighs, and stood on the edge of the bed and pressed down hard in the old man’s wheelbarrow style.

Second sister’s mouth was wide open and she could no longer make a sound, her fingers were clawing hard at my back, her body was spasming violently, and the lewd flesh in her cunt was biting my cock with a death grip, as stream after stream of cunt juice sprayed onto my glans. I ignored my second sister’s orgasm and continued to fuck her harder. Mom got scared and tried to slip away. I grabbed her hand and dragged her over to me, and after a few dozen more quick thrusts in Second Sister’s pussy, I withdrew my cock and held it in front of Mom.

“Open your mouth!” I ordered rudely. Mom subconsciously opened her mouth, and I stroked my cock a few times, spraying large streams of cum on her face and mouth. Looking at mom’s beautiful face stained with my semen looked so lewd, the lust provoked by my second sister became even more erect, the cock that had already ejaculated actually didn’t soften at all, and with that it plunged into mom’s mouth and began to thrust, toppling mom straight back, but she couldn’t move because of the way I grabbed her by the hair. Mom was shocked by my rude behavior and looked at me with pleading eyes. I snapped out of it and let go of mom’s hair, reducing the strength and frequency of my thrusts. “I’m sorry! Mom! I got too excited.”

“Nothing!” Mom licked the goo off my cock and shook her head, “What the hell just happened to you two?” “It was all because of Second Sister’s teasing.” I glared hatefully at my second sister, who was actually lying on her side enjoying the aftermath of her orgasm, looking at us with a silly grin on her face. Mom’s gaze first fell on Second Sister’s face, then on her breasts, and finally on her still-sheer pussy, I clearly saw my mom’s eyes tighten violently, and then immediately turned her head away, and immediately had an idea in my mind, reaching out to undo my mom’s pajamas. “Mom, who has prettier breasts, you or your second sister?” Mom was too embarrassed to answer and turned her head to ignore me.

I went back to removing my mom’s panties and fingered her heavily on her pussy. “What about here?”

Mom’s body shuddered and she ignored me even more. “Sis, come here.” I pointed to the cum on mom’s face.

The second sister froze slightly, realized what I meant, and crawled over to lick the cum from her mom’s face. “Don’t!”

Mom actually turned her head away sheepishly, seemingly a little embarrassed that her daughter had kissed her. The second sister laughed.

“Forget it. Little bastard, mom only likes you as a son, not me as a daughter.” “What are you babbling about!”

Mom turned her back to us. “It’s late, go to bed. You guys have to go to class tomorrow.”

My second sister stuck her tongue out at me and made a face, meaning that mom was angry. I knew mom just couldn’t pull it off, and with a smile, I signaled my second sister to pull out the light and lie down between the two of them. The second sister knew that just now must have aroused the mother’s lust, so only wrapped her arms around me with breasts rubbed my back two times and then let go of me to go to sleep on their own.

I wrapped my arms around mom from behind, rubbing one hand on her breasts and one hand on her pussy, my hard rod rubbing against mom’s ass cleft. Mom slowly spread her thighs, and my rod pressed against her pussy along her ass-crack, pushing in little by little, squeezing through her pussy lips, and then the lewd flesh of her cunt, and finally up to the center of Mom’s flower, where it didn’t move a muscle. Mom’s hand was stroking my exposed cock, playing with my scrotum. I began to make small thrusts, swirling and rubbing my glans against Mom’s womb, and Mom’s breath caught and she whispered, “Yours seems to be getting longer again.” The second sister next to me let out a low laugh, obviously hearing it. I didn’t care about her, I pulled out my cock and pulled mom flat on her back with one pull, then rolled over and pressed down. Mom obviously liked this normal male-on-female style the best, and obediently parted her thighs to let me in.

I whispered in my mom’s ear as I made small thrusts, “Mom!” “Eh?” “I’m thrusting into you!”

Mom’s body shuddered, her cunt spasmed sharply twice, and she gasped, “Just play, don’t say anything, okay?”

How can that be? I already knew that the more I said such things the more my mom couldn’t stand it. So I took mom’s hand and put it on our joint. “If you don’t believe me, I’m really penetrating you!” Mom’s voice was a little bit crying.

“You dead boy!” Yet her hand didn’t move away, not only stroking my in and out cock but also her clit. I began to increase the force and speed of my thrusts, asking as I did so, “Mom, is it comfortable? Do you like it?”

“Ah…

…ah…

…Don’t …… ah …… don’t say …… ah …… ah …… ah …… now …… ah” Mom moaned with a sobbing voice, her lower body actively shrugging upwards to meet it. I also began to gasp, movement faster and faster.” Mom, just looked good?

Why don’t you join …… Well? “My mouth was gagged by my mom, who was hugging me hard, her tongue desperately tangled in my mouth, and she appeared to be in the throes of love. At that moment my second sister also came over and lifted the covers to kiss me on my back.

I inserted more and more fierce, the two lower body collision of the sound of obscene, mom’s two legs desperately coiled my waist pressed down hard, the force is amazing, the two shares of body fluids in mom’s vagina unexpectedly met …… after the orgasm, the second sister finally tired, after a while on the deep sleep. Mom, however, does not seem to have any sleep, lying in my arms let me caress her breasts, but also stroking my cock. After a while, mom asked in a low voice, “Do you think mom is cheap?” I was already in a bit of a daze and immediately came to my senses when I heard this. “How could I? Mom, it’s not like you don’t know how I usually treat you. Mom, you can’t put just now ……” “I know.”

Mom covered my mouth with her hand, “Mom doesn’t blame you. Mom just blame yourself, how can not resist you, know that should not, but is ……” mom whispered crying. This time I really sleepless, hurriedly embraced mom to comfort. “Mom, I’m sorry, is the son is not good, is the son did something wrong to harm mom.” Mom shook her head and sighed. “This really can’t be blamed on you. Since childhood you have been the meat of mom’s heart, mom watched you grow up little by little, both rejoicing and fearing, fearing that you would be snatched away by another woman and forget about mom from then on. I don’t care about anything but you. Mom stayed at your uncle’s house for so many days, looking forward to you coming to see mom every day. You this dead heartless actually never came, and when you did, you said something about Oedipus complex, how can you let mom live?” I hesitated for a moment. “That, that painting ……” mom fiercely seized me. “

It was a random drawing by mom, it’s not like it meant anything else, you’re the one who got the wrong idea. “That’s not true! Even if mom didn’t intend to commit incest with her son at that time, she had at least thought that way. However, I’ve come to understand what mom meant. She was too spoiled for me, spoiled to the point of being unprincipled, so much so that she didn’t dare to refuse any of my requests, including having sex with her in bed. I thought that if I really left mom, maybe she would wither away alive like grass that has lost its moisture. I hugged my mom tightly and made promise after promise until she finally turned her grief into joy and fell into a deep sleep. However, I couldn’t sleep. Looking at my mom in my arms, and then looking at my second sister on the other side, I had to wonder if the women in our family were all too motherly, so strong that it made me feel terrible.