Mother-son lust (7-8) (family incest adult novel)

(VII) Across the Ocean

I was shocked when the boss told me who that person was.

The boss didn't know that this prominent figure was actually my father. Just tell him that he is a big guest from Malaysia

A customer passed through Hong Kong and specifically asked me to discuss a big business deal. If my boss hadn't told me to see him, I would never

I don't want to see my father again.

In the luxurious suite of the most impressive five-star hotel in Hong Kong, I met my father whom I hadn't seen for more than ten years.

The first thing he asked me was why I worked for others instead of working for my father? I said, I want to rely on myself

He created his own world. I haven't taken a penny from him since I graduated from college.

He said that I am ambitious and he likes people with ambition. He has a son named Lao Huaian.

comfort. He said that he was old and the family business would be handed over to me one day.

I said I don’t want it!

My father is a conservative man. He has worked hard all his life to pass on his family property to his children.

Generation after generation, bloodline passed down. At the beginning, I relied on the help of my father-in-law to start my own business and made my hometown a place where I could have a wife.

Keep it secret. God did not treat my mother unfairly. She gave birth to a son, while that woman gave birth to three daughters.

The child got sick and could no longer have children.

My father was very wealthy and became one of the richest people in Nanyang. I'm old now, and I have money.

The woman came clean and demanded to reunite with her son in Tangshan and take over his business. However, I, the so-called "long

How could she be willing to be regarded as a "bastard" by her stepmother and sister over there? Plus, he had always been against his father and abandoned his mother.

I can’t stay in Nanyang because of the resentment I have accumulated.

My father said that he understood my resentment towards him and that it was the fault of the previous generation. Hopefully one day I will forgive him.

I don't believe he would stoop so low as to say such a thing. I felt a little calmer, and then I saw my father clearly.

He looked old, with white hair and his speech and behavior revealed that he was old.

He told me that the woman was in poor health and that she had three younger sisters, two of whom were married. The biggest one to Mima

He studied for an MBA at the provincial institute of technology, how big his business is... those are things I have no interest in hearing about.

He suddenly asked, "How are your wife and children?"

I asked him how he knew I was married? I haven't had any contact with him since I left Nanyang. Not getting married

Tell him how determined I am to break up with him.

He said that there was always a way to know whatever he wanted to know. He said he knew a lot about me.

I said, "What do you know? Have you seen your mother? Did she tell you?" His words made me blush.

Hot, with a panicked look on her face, as if she was revealing a secret to him.

He said, "Why are you so nervous? I just saw her and she left shortly before you came. She doesn't need me to tell her.

I already know your affairs. Who do you work for? What to do in Hong Kong? I know everything about you and your mother.

Chu. "

"Our business is none of your business!" I said excitedly.

"You are all my relatives."

My heart was pounding and I was sweating all over. When he talked about my mother and I,

When my mother was having sex, my body actually reacted and my penis became erect. Did he even do it when we were in bed?

Do you know about this? Impossible? He said, Mother had been here before me? Subconsciously looking towards his bed,

Tidy up and cover with a blanket, leaving no trace. At my father’s age, can he still have sex? Mothers' Association

Have sex with him? The idea that he and my mother might have made love in this room filled me with jealousy.

I really want to know why my mother came? What did you say to him? What does he know about me and my mother?

"Please let us both go. You abandoned my mother. Isn't it enough to hurt her? Don't hurt her anymore.

. "I said.

He said: "Why are you so impulsive? I saw that she had no ill intentions. It is true that I feel sorry for her, but she

She is my wife. One night of love means a hundred nights of love. We sometimes meet. Don't you know? Come, come,

Come, listen to me calmly. You're going back to Canada soon, and I have other things to do.

Let’s talk about business first, and we can talk about personal matters later when we have the chance. "He told me directly that he wanted me to do something for him.

I fully understand his plan. Hong Kong's economy has taken off and become the world's financial center, while the mainland's reform and opening up have

There are business opportunities everywhere. Although the situation in Malaysia is stable, we plan to transfer part of the funds to Hong Kong, the United States and Canada.

To do things for him, you don’t have to go to Southeast Asia, you can do it in Hong Kong or Canada. With my current limited experience, I should

I should continue to work for a few more years. If I agree, I will let my company handle his business.

And disappeared in front of my mother. He doesn't care about me and my mother.

My father is a sophisticated man with a lot of experience. As soon as I fought him, I knew I was no match for him. I think

Ask him what he knows about me and my mother? But I soon realized that the more nervous I was about this, the more I was at a disadvantage.

There is no room for bargaining. I thought for a while and said:

"What is this?"

"It's a deal. A deal between father and son, as long as you are willing to acknowledge me as your father." said the father.

A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in my mind, and a picture of the vast sea and sky appeared in my mind, as if I saw the light at the end of the darkness.

Light. I consider myself a principled person. On both sides of the Pacific Ocean, there are two women who belong to me.

One is the mother and the other is Amy. I love both of them equally, and I don't want to hurt either of them.

Although it seemed that she had already gained her mother, she gave of herself selflessly. But I can't have two women at the same time.

I have to give up one of them, but my mother is always willing to sacrifice herself.

One of your own.

I suddenly realized that if you love someone, you are willing to pay any price, even your principles.

The reason I have insisted on breaking away from my father's principle until now is not because of my mother, right? Why not for her?

And compromise? With my father's money, I can have two women like him. I looked at my father intently.

He looked at me earnestly, tears in his eyes.

"It's a deal." I said to my father, my tone becoming firm.

We shook hands for the first time, father and son.

I am full of confidence and look forward to the future. I vow to realize my dream and make my mother my woman.

After returning to Canada, life was chaotic for a while, but any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem. Soon

Settle down. Amy felt relieved to see that I was in a relaxed mood. I am so happy to be able to live in Canada with Amy and our children.

It's also very freehand. But when I told her about the company's plan, she became doubtful again. But I let her know that

I would travel frequently between North America and Asia, but she no longer had to move with me and the kids.

My career was going well. My boss looked at me differently and helped me to complete this big deal, which changed me completely.

Once you become a big shot in the company, you can get whatever you want. To achieve the ambition of a multinational enterprise, the work is arduous.

Yes, and the pressure is high.

The pressure was put on myself because I wanted to show my talents to my father. But I seem to have run out of energy.

And creativity, only I myself understand that all the power comes from a woman, my mother on the other side of the Pacific Ocean.

One day, we can love each other and live together like husband and wife, and I will do my best to be filial and considerate to her.

Let her enjoy a few years of happiness in bed and under the bed...

I can’t get rid of my mother’s kind face. Whenever I think of her, she seems very close to me, right beside me.

I just wanted to take her to the bed, take off her clothes, and have sex with my naked mother. Why I Want

Having sex with your mother? Why must he make her his woman? Because she has a pair of eyes that make me tremble

Small breasts. Her small breasts trembled in my hands like a frightened bird.

She had a pair of well-proportioned legs under her skirt. My hands were on her knees, between her thighs, and at the deepest part.

A warm and moist path is formed by the wind, which is the source of all my happiness. She has a thin little mouth.

She would say a few words of love to me, but when kissing me she was timid, hesitant, and slow to warm up. When she reaches the peak of sexual pleasure,

The tongue will stick out, let me roll it into the mouth, and entangle with me...

"What are you thinking about?" Amy called me out of my daydream of making love with my mother.

Awake. It turned out that I had been sitting on the sofa for an indecisive period of time.

"Oh, I was thinking about my proposal."

"You look so happy, everything is going well."

"It's going well. I hope to finish it soon."

"After this, the kids want you to take them on a trip."

"I know you all love traveling."

In order to realize my dream faster, I worked day and night without sleep. In the dead of night, from the office

When I got home from work, the child and Amy were both asleep. When I am alone, my heart flies to the other side of the ocean, to the clock.

By the side of the loving mother.

It was late at night, and outside the snow was falling. I felt a sense of tranquility. The feeling of my mother was like a young seedling swaying in my heart, and gradually

Gradually becoming more vigorous and hot. Her breath was close to me, as if blowing on my neck, and her heartbeat was getting closer to mine.

I leaned over the desk, picked up a pen, and sent my thoughts to the other side of the Pacific Ocean.

On the letterhead, if you have a rich imagination, you can open up a vast space, where your thoughts go, and there is no limit to what you can express.

Enter but not feel comfortable. But that space can only belong to you and your loved one, it is the most private place.

I stretched out my hand towards the distant shore, touching my mother's beating heart and her warm body. I

Tell her that I hugged her, caressed her, kissed her, and made love to her. We don't need to worry about who sees us.

Two naked bodies that need not be hidden. When two people love each other deeply enough, their hearts will have a tacit understanding.

Clothes cannot hide the love for each other.

Isn’t such a letter too explicit? I can't use subtle words, I must write my heart with my hands. I regret seeing

I didn't say much sweet words when we met. I wish I could make love to my mother more intimately in my letters, and kiss and

The semen that was shot out of her, sealed the letter, the letter of making love with her, and sent it across the ocean, my lover's

On the bed. I said:

"my sweetheart︰

You are my love, I cannot help but admit it. The ocean separates us, but I feel closer to you

The closer I get, the closer my plan will be to completion. When I miss you, my only comfort is that we are apart

It's temporary, but I'll be back with you soon. And I miss you all the time. And you? you

How much you miss me. I won't say, don't miss me. I can only say that you often miss me, even

I enter your dreams, your body, let me love you.

The feeling of you has never left me. At this moment, late at night, I feel as if you are by my side. There is an ocean between us.

But I can see you sleeping alone. After I come back, you won't have to sleep alone. With me,

You use my thighs as a pillow to warm your frozen feet.

You must be very lonely tonight, you must be even more lonely than before because I left you. It's all me

mistake. But when I come back, I will make amends for all my mistakes, and I will have you completely, and you will be forever

Belong to me.

Until we meet again, I can only love you in letters and in my dreams. What did we do in your dream?

thing? Can you tell me? Let me compare what I did in my dream with what you did. Mom, I love you, tell me

Me, you want me to love you in your dream.

Tonight, before going to bed, I will kiss you deeply, all over your body, and your charming little breasts. I will go in

The most mysterious part of your body, take away the emptiness inside you.

My mother's reply was just a few simple lines:

She said, "Don't write to me anymore. It's over between us. Go back to Canada and Amy.

You don't need me anymore, grasp what you have and forget about me. But I'm still your mother. "

I sent letters one after another, and in each letter I made love to her. But she no longer replied. I call

To her, she initially said some cold greetings. I told her I loved her no matter what. She is that

Sentence: "Stop talking about it."

I said, I must say it. You don't want to listen because you're afraid that you've fallen in love with me and you can't escape it.

She said, don’t go on, I don’t know what to do if you continue. Then, she started crying on the phone...

Tell her don't cry, I'll be back soon. She sobbed and said, "Don't come back, don't come back..."

One night, even after making love with Amy, he still couldn't quench the fire in his heart. Amy was so tired that she fell asleep, but I

Can't sleep. I got up and sat at my desk writing a letter to my mother, and before I knew it, daybreak had begun. Suddenly I heard a noise outside the window. wipe

I cleared the mist off the window and saw the geese flying north on the river bank outside. Spring is here, I remember, I and spring

I have a date today. I'm about to set off again.

On the flight back to Asia, the airline magazine introduced Japan's cherry blossom season, the flowers are in full bloom, and it is amazing.

I am fascinated. Over the Pacific Ocean, I made a phone call to my mother.

"Mom, it's me."

"How are you doing lately?"

"I'm fine. I wrote that. I'm over the Pacific Ocean right now, flying in your direction."

"What are you doing back here?"

"Doing business, and looking for you."

"Is Amy back?"

"No, Amy and the kids won't come. I'll be running around. Let's not talk about this for now. I want you to accompany me.

I go traveling. "

"What?"

"Let's go on a trip. You and me. Pack your bags quickly. We'll be in Hong Kong in a few hours. I'll send someone to pick you up.

you. "

"Where are you going?"

"Japan."

"when?"

"Departing from Hong Kong in a few hours."

"I don't want to go."

"Mom, you have to come. Do you hear me?"

"I'm not prepared."

"No need to prepare. Just close the door and take your travel documents."

"I……"

"Mom, we have never traveled together before. You must go with me. I called her on the plane and said

It’s not convenient to talk, let’s talk about it while we’re on the road. I'll wait for you at the airport. I won’t leave unless you come. "

“Hey, hey, hey…”

After hanging up, I said, I love you. I thought to myself that my mother would definitely come. I think God also

Help me, bring us together.
8. Sharing the beauty of the moon from afar

The feeling of waiting is very uncomfortable. Waiting for my mother at the airport, I seemed confident, but I had no certainty at all.

Finally, at the last minute, she came hurriedly wearing an outdated coat and carrying a large box.

luggage.

I stretched out my arms and made a gesture as if to hug her. She didn't throw herself into my arms, I was embarrassed,

As if to smooth things over for himself, he grabbed her hand. She didn't resist. Just as I was about to speak, the counter attendant urged me to

Check her in quickly.

The plane was taking off soon and there was no time to check in the luggage. I left my mother's luggage at the Hong Kong airport, and then,

Holding her hand, I rushed into customs and caught the flight.

"No, no, my clothes are all in the suitcase," said the mother.

"In Japan, I'll buy it for you. You can buy whatever you want, and it's more fashionable than what you brought."

My mother sat in the window seat with her head propped up, overlooking the scenery of Hong Kong. This was her first time traveling far away. Childhood

During the Chinese New Year, she would take me back home by train to visit my relatives.

I put my hand on hers and said to her, "I thought you weren't coming."

Mother's hands were very cold. She didn't answer, but just looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window. The plane has surpassed the clouds

superior. She pulled her hand away consciously.

"Are you cold?" I asked her, holding her hand again.

She nodded and I covered her with a blanket. Under the blanket, my hand crawled over to her side and rested on her thigh

On the knees, stroking up and down. She closed her eyes and seemed not to care about my caressing her, so I went further.

Step forward and reach into her skirt. She grabbed my hand to stop me. I grabbed her hand and intertwined our fingers. she

Didn't get rid of me. Gradually, her hands warmed me.

I looked over at my mother, and she happened to look over here and our eyes met.

She said, "You haven't told me where you're going? And how long?"

"I don't know. We can go to Tokyo first. If you like, we can go to Kyoto or Osaka.

Hokkaido hot springs... "

"No matter where you go, I haven't been there."

"Yes, as long as I can be with you..."

The whole time, I held her hand under the blanket.

We hired a limousine from Narita Airport to take us to the Imperial Palace, opposite the Imperial Palace in Tokyo.

It's almost dusk in the hotel. When I was checking in, my mother was standing next to me with a worried look on her face. She didn't understand why the waiter and I were so upset.

What are you talking about. I learned a few basic Japanese words for the convenience of business.

"How many rooms do you want?" asked the mother.

"Of course we only need one room for the two of us, on the top floor with a view of the Imperial City."

When she heard that I only wanted one room, she became nervous again.

As soon as I stepped into the room, my heart began to beat faster. I seemed to have seen, on the bed in this room,

My mother and I made love again and again. However, the fantasy of having sex with my mother alone can no longer satisfy me.

I want to be able to hold my mother's warm body in my arms and make love with her sincerely, no matter what will happen in the future.

During the days of separation, I have completely projected all my enthusiasm onto my mother.

It has been made clear. Along the way, my mother behaved very reservedly and didn't let me touch her. When we met again, she didn't

The enthusiasm I expected kept its distance from me. If I am not mistaken, since she came with me,

Give me a chance. She was wondering what kind of strength she would need to endure this kind of love from me?

I took off her coat and hung it in the closet. I put my nose close to her neck and smelled her body fragrance.

She saw that there was only one bed and glared at me. My mother didn't agree with something I did, which was to use this kind of magic.

I have been used to seeing sex since I was a child. I know what she is thinking. If you don't want two rooms, you should have two beds.

Bed.

Before she could say anything, I took her hand and said to her, "Come with me?"

"Where are you going?"

"Buy you some clothes. Unless you want to wear nothing for a few days, I'd love to. Ha, ha, ha."

I thought I was funny and humorous, but I didn't get any appreciation from my mother, and she only gave me a stern face.

We went to the Asakusa district. The lights were just coming on and there were crowds of people walking around. It had the style of a central area of ​​a big city. Mother is like

A country girl who has just arrived in the city is overwhelmed by the dazzling array of goods in the windows of brand-name stores and department stores.

This is Tokyo.

A Chaumet diamond necklace displayed in the jewelry store made my mother stop in her tracks. Two hundred and ten

20 carat diamonds. I pushed her elbow and she walked in. The clerk attentively put the necklace

Take it out and try it on for your mother.

The mother looked in the mirror and saw the facets of the diamond sparkling in the light. She turned around and asked me to take a look. She said, "Okay.

See? "

"It looks good. It looks beautiful on you."

I put my hands in her soft hair, lifted her cheeks, and looked at my mother's delicate face. A little bit at the corner of the eye

The tiny crow's feet did not detract from her beauty, but rather enhanced it. In my eyes, mother

The most beautiful woman in the world.

"I like it. But it's too expensive." She looked at herself in the mirror again and said.

"If you like it, buy it."

“No.”

I told my mother, it doesn’t matter, as long as you like it, I will buy it for you. I have money now, I can buy some of the things I used to sell.

Something that is not available. I didn't sell you anything valuable, did I? Just bought it.

My mother wore the necklace and let me hold her waist as we walked onto the busy street. Japanese department stores are very

The women's underwear alone took up half the floor. I said to my mother, "Look, Japanese women wear underwear outside."

It’s just as exquisite as the ones inside. My mother needed some underwear. I told the clerk what I wanted and she looked at it.

Based on my mother's figure, I chose bras, panties and pajamas of various brands and styles for her, with bright colors and thin fabrics.

There are hollow yarn ones.

When the mother saw it, she shook her head and said, "It's not those."

"If you don't try it on, how can you know it doesn't fit? The way it looks on a display rack is different from the way it looks on you.

same. "I said.

The clerk picked up a sexy little bra with scarlet floral patterns, opened the inside, handed it to the mother, and said, "This is

The wave pad feels much more real than the magic sponge, and it just supports your breasts. If you don’t believe me, you can touch it and try it…”

The mother didn’t understand Japanese, but she understood what the clerk was trying to sell her. She took two steps back in panic.

Shake your head vigorously. I told the clerk that my wife said she liked it and packed it all for me.

The mother said, "What did you say to her?"

I said, “I bought them all.”

"What? How can you wear these things? And they may not even fit you."

"Mom, you said it yourself. Who would you meet in your underwear? And you wouldn't hang from a clothesline.

Yeah? Believe me, it will look great on you. "Of course, there is another sentence that is not finished, which is to wear

It was specially made for me to see.

"Then I'll try it." Mother picked up the small bra and slipped into the fitting room.

Then, I bought a lot of spring clothes, high heels, loafers, hats, and cosmetics. I think the good-looking ones

Bought it. My mother threw away all the old clothes on her body and put on new ones from head to toe.

We tasted authentic Japanese cuisine at a Japanese restaurant in Asakusa. My mother ate very slowly, and I kept watching her.

She couldn't believe her eyes. Her mother looked ten years younger with new makeup on. She occasionally looked up and

They looked at each other and then lowered their heads to continue eating. She was also looking at me, waiting for me to speak to her.

I yawned frequently because I didn’t sleep in bed during the two-day journey from Canada to Japan.

Pass. I looked at my mother, and the first thing I wanted to do after being separated for several months was to have sex with her. And my

The penis became erect as soon as it touched her hand.

In the long corridor of the hotel, I was in front and my mother followed behind, lowering her head and walking slowly towards our room.

We must end the day's journey. Back in this room, there is only a bed and me and

she. Wouldn’t my mother know what I’m thinking? And what is she thinking? I opened the door and went in. She was standing

I looked back at her. She had just taken a few sips of sake, her cheeks were flushed, she was wearing a diamond necklace, and she was dressed in new clothes.

Like another person. The atmosphere around began to become heavy, filled with an erotic feel.

I said, "We're here. This is our room. Come in." I reached out and held her hand.

"ah!"

She didn't let me hold her hand, and followed me into the room - the room where we, mother and son, would spend the night together. She is at the door

She took off her high heels, walked straight to the window, opened the curtains and looked out at the palace. Under the street lights, the cherry blossoms are as white as snow.

I followed her figure with my eyes.
"What place is that?" the mother muttered to herself, her forehead against the glass window.

I stood beside her and looked in the direction she pointed. That is the Tokyo Tower and the night scene of the city center.

"The night view is beautiful."

"Yes. Half a year already?" I said, moving closer to her.

"Eh?"

"We've been apart for half a year."

"So long?"

"Don't you miss me?"

"How can I not miss you? You are my son..."

"I really want to..." I whispered in my mother's ear.

This was a request, and my mother couldn't answer me and blinked her eyes. She can say she doesn't want to, but why would she

I ran to Japan, in this room? She was a little embarrassed and could only turn away from me, but she bumped into my arms.

I put my arm around her shoulders.

"No." Mother resisted me.

How could I pay attention to her? I hugged her trembling body tighter. She looked up and I measured her lips.

The curve of her lips, the feel of them soft beneath my fingers. She closed her eyes and I kissed her.

At first, there was hesitation and reservation in her kiss. Then, in a long kiss, she accepted being

The feeling I was in love with made me kiss her like I had kissed her before.

Finally, she broke away from my kiss and took a breath, but still stayed in my arms. I stroked her face, her heart

It pressed against my chest, beating faster and faster. She buried her head in my chest without moving, her body still not softening.

Because the two of her inside her were still fighting, one wanted to resist me and tell me that we shouldn't. another

If she wants to accept me, she needs a strong chest to lean on.

"Mom, it's been more than half a year. We've been apart for half a year. Can you bear it? Let me make love with you.

I know you want it too, right? "I said, hugging her tighter and kissing her forcefully.

I heard a groan in her throat and her face fell into my arms.

Without giving his mother any chance to resist, he picked her up roughly and walked towards the big bed.

"Put me down. I don't want it."

She shook her head and kicked her feet, but I ignored her, put her on the bed, hugged her tightly, and waited for her to calm down.

Come down.

She was still shaking her head and twisting her body, trying to sit up, but I was holding her down and she couldn't move.

"Mom, don't move. Listen to me, just make love. I want it, and you want it too. If you don't obey, I

Just tie you up and have sex with you. "

Of course, it would be the most wonderful thing to tie my mother up with string and make love to her. I would like to tie her up and let her know

I love her. However, I will only tie up her body that is willing to let me tie it up and become my captive of love, and

Body sex. At this moment, I could use violence to take her body, but what I want most is her heart.

I seemed to frighten my mother and she stopped resisting.

I exposed my mother's breasts and sucked her sensitive little nipples with sweet tenderness. My tongue licked her

The diamond necklace around her neck is as crystal clear as morning dew. I whispered in her ear how much I missed her, and she closed her eyes.

She closed her eyes and accepted my kiss and touch, as if she had awakened some wonderful feeling in me inside her body. I

I can't forget the warm and moist feeling brought by the rubbing of our skins. Will she forget it?

As my palms traveled all over her body, she welcomed me with her whole body. Maybe the mother has found a

An excuse to feel loved again. I slowly unzipped her back to expose more of her breasts.

She lay on her back, opened her eyes and watched me undress her, supported her body with her hands, and helped me to take off her clothes.

A chiffon skirt with the sleeves stripped off.

Her bra had been pulled up, revealing her breasts for me to suck. But when I wanted to take off my bra, she

She folded her arms and said, "Let me take it off myself."

The mother bent her hands behind her back, unbuttoned them, and took off the fancy little bra. She covered her chest with one arm.

Cover two points. My mother is like this. She knows that she will be naked in front of me and I will do whatever I want to her, but she doesn't want to

It will be completely exposed immediately, or at least, it will have to be kept for a while longer. What fascinates me about my mother is that

She always has to hide things from me, a place that I long for and toss and turn in bed.

The small bra was taken off in this half-covered posture, and I took it from her. Just now, it was still on my mother's body.

When I put it on, the water wave padding creates a faint cleavage between the small breasts, which is pleasing to the eyes. Took it off,

Without the support of breasts, it was just a bunch of carefully cut scraps of cloth, without any mysterious beauty. I put

It rests against my face, feeling the texture of this padding on my mother's breast. The small bra was only worn for half a day, and it sucked

It has the mother's body fragrance, but no smell of sweat.

While I was playing with her bra, my mother sat up, quickly took off her panties and hid them under the pillow.

I have figured out my mother's sex habits. She is different from Amy. She is not the kind of person who stays in bed after making love.

A woman looking for her underwear under the bed.

My mother had taken off all her clothes, completely naked, with her back to me, her hands groping for the diamond necklace behind her neck.

When I buttoned her shirt, I said to her, "Don't take it off. It makes you cuter and it doesn't interfere with our sex life."

The mother hesitated for a moment, then lowered her hands, covered her chest with one hand, lifted the bedspread with the other, and hid in the quilt.

Between the shadows, two legs flashed, revealing the delicate vagina.

Under the thin sheets, I saw the outline of the woman who would make love to me. My mother did not have plump breasts.

She has a nice figure, but she still has flesh where it should be plump, but her bones are thin, so she is petite. The curve of the thigh

It was clearly visible, squirming and rubbing against each other under the false cover of the sheets.

I looked at my mother, and she looked at me. She took off all her clothes and showed her penis. In the eyes of mother

I reveal my desire here, making that thing extremely hard. I lifted the sheet, and she closed her legs, covered her chest, and waited.

When my body slowly sank, she hugged me tightly, not allowing a gap between our bodies to hide.

Her naked shame.

I didn't rush, I took it step by step, just holding her and keeping my hard thing against her thigh.

I seemed to have forgotten the purpose of sleeping with her, and I just held her in my arms without moving. Then, I thought of

Sucking her lips and nipples, caressing her neck, back and buttocks.

This is not how I made love to her before. The wait now made her anxious. I'll let my mother get it first.

I caressed her thoroughly, making her nipples as hard as my cock, and making her look so sexy in just the diamond necklace.

The body burns for me. This body was once mine, and I hope to own it forever.

The mother gently twisted her lower body to express her needs. I still want her to wait, and kiss her all over.

Caress her once before gently caressing her lower body. I think, if she wants it, but I don't give it to her and ask her to wait,

A bit cruel. But I think she understands that this waiting will create a greater need, and when I give it to her, the satisfaction will be greater.

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Mom, do you want me to touch you and love you here? You told me, I'll make you feel the love there

The taste of wearing. As soon as I put my hands on her thighs, they opened and my fingers moved up them.

On the slightly raised pubic mound, stroke the wet pubic hair. The flesh crack had already been opened, and I slipped in.

Gently tease. She moaned in her throat, and I picked it. It was my mother's pistil. Her frowning expression

Tell me I've reached the end.

But, I won’t let you rush me through. In the past, those pants-dropping sex and quick intercourse, I don't

Satisfying sex like this. I want you to wait for me, and you will understand that you need me as much as I need you. I point my finger

The action aroused the fire of sexual desire in her little cunt, and she was completely ablaze.

My fingers were rubbing against her little pussy, and her thighs were clamped around me, rubbing against me.

My fingers are making love as if they were my life.

She couldn't bear it anymore and finally opened her mouth, begging me to give it to her. How can I keep something from my mother?

What about her? She held my penis and tried to put it inside her, and I went deep into it resolutely.

My mother accepted me completely within her. She closed her eyes and frowned, as if she was in pain or intoxicated.

Her body, firmly in my arms, was shaking and twisting. I need this real feeling.

I felt that my penis was completely inserted into my mother's vagina, and it felt like it was rubbing against fire. After separation, mother's

The feeling of her skin is stronger and more sensitive, which makes me understand that the meaning of my existence is to have her. She

She is the woman I love, the first woman in my life. A heat ran down my spine as this thought occurred to me.

We had sex with her so passionately because we wanted my mother to become my relative, lover, and wife.

This is how we make love, real love. My body no longer seems to belong to me.

Inside, she and I became completely one. I no longer follow my own feelings, the ups and downs of my body seem

Not under my control. My mother's whole body was shaking and twisting, indicating that she needed me. She raised her legs and squeezed me.

When I pushed, she opened and closed her legs and slapped me, begging me.

I saw my mother's body, naked with the glittering necklace, burning with desire, crying out for love.

She moaned and begged me to give it to her quickly. Is this the mother's rebirth or fall? I was determined to drag her into

I will succeed, and now I am enjoying this happiness, for this, I

Trembled.
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