On the night of Double Ninth Festival, a delicate ecstasy of mother and son (family incest adult novel)

My hometown is surrounded by mountains and there is a mountain stream in front of the house. The scenery is beautiful and the air is fresh.

September 9th is the Double Ninth Festival, and my mother and I went back to pay homage. I haven't been back to my hometown for many years. I was unemployed at home after graduation, so on September 9 I went back with my mother to pay homage to my ancestors, relax my body and mind, adjust my mentality, and then work hard to find a job.

My mother and I took the night train and arrived at my hometown at 9 o'clock in the morning. My ancestral home in my hometown collapsed in a storm due to years of disrepair and its long history. Now I can only live in my uncle's house, which is halfway up the mountain. The house is small, so there are naturally not many beds. At night I could only sleep in the same bed with my mother.

The weather is very strange when living in the mountains. It is relatively hot before 11 o'clock at night, very cold after 12 o'clock at night, and relatively cold before 11 o'clock in the morning. There is a high mountain in front of where we live, and the sun can only be seen after 11 o'clock, so it is usually very cold in the morning.

My mother and I arrived at my hometown early, so the worship had not started yet. That time the whole family participated in the worship, and it was on a large scale. My family only needs money, and doesn't need much help, such as repairing the ancestral temple, etc. My mother and I have a very good relationship. Although there is a generation gap between us, we speak more freely. That day, my mother and I took a bus to the city. We just went there to see what local specialties there were and buy some to bring back.

My mother is a very cheerful woman, 41 years old, with a fair and white face. Her face shape is a bit like Zhao Yazhi's. She is neatly dressed and usually likes skin care and grooming. She looks a bit like a lady. She is about 160cm tall. My mother and I went to an amusement park outside the city and played for a while, then went shopping and bought some local specialties. We had lunch outside the city at noon and went back to my uncle's place around 3pm.

I had some local specialties tonight, the taste was okay, but much lighter. My mother and I were a little tired after playing, so we took a shower and went back to our room around 8 o'clock in the evening. I was watching TV in the room while my mother was chatting with relatives outside. Around 10 o'clock, my mother took a shower and went back to her room.

My mother had just taken a shower and her hair was a little wet. She was wearing a cute pair of pajamas, which she wore many years ago. She started to put away the things she bought today. I called my mother and told her to do it tomorrow so that we could watch some entertainment programs. My mother agreed to watch the type of program she liked, and sat next to me and talked to me about TV stars.

I don’t like watching TV (I only like computers). As I was chatting with my mother, I felt my eyelids a little tired, so I leaned on her shoulders, held her left hand with both hands, and closed my eyes to rest. My mother saw me and told me to go to bed, but I didn’t like going to bed early, so I said I could wait for a while and close my eyes to rest. I just leaned against my mother and chatted. My mother's body is neither fat nor greasy, with just the right amount of fat. It's very comfortable to lean on her, at least I don't feel any stiffness.

I said, "Mom, it feels so comfortable leaning against you. It's so soft, and there's a light scent of soap." Mother said, "Lie down for a while if you feel comfortable. You're not used to the wooden bed?" I nodded, and mother went on, "We were poor before, and your father and I slept on a bed like this. I remember that I was working to earn money while your father continued to study. Now he is an engineering designer. It's not easy..." I continued to nod, and mother continued to talk. Before I knew it I fell asleep.

When I woke up, my mother was holding me to her chest, preparing to carry me away. At this moment, I was woken up with hazy eyes. Maybe I was too tired from playing today. I lazily held the lower part of my mother's head with both hands. At that time, I vaguely felt the elasticity of my mother's breasts, which was very comfortable.

My mother held me tightly and supported me, but she didn't have enough strength. When she saw that I was half awake, she shook me to wake me up. I wanted my mother to support me again, but it was a pity that it didn't work. As soon as I was woken up, I jumped directly into bed and fell asleep. Holding the quilt, my mother turned off the lights and went to bed. My mother slept next to me. The wooden bed was small, just enough for me and my mother. Not long after she fell asleep, I turned sideways and put my arms around her right arm, with my head close to her head. My sideways body rested on her lower left body, just touching, without crossing. My mother also let me do what I wanted.

I fell asleep like this, and I don't know what time it was in the middle of the night. It was very cold outside. I am afraid of the cold, so I woke up because of the cold. However, my consciousness was very hazy, and my body seemed to be very conscious, squeezing towards a warm place. My hand was holding the top of my mother's right arm, my legs were wrapped around the inside of her thigh, and my head was pressed against the side of her neck. It was so cold! I curled up.

Even under the quilt, I still felt shivering and cold, so my mother put her left hand around my back and asked me to sleep closer to her for warmth. But gradually I woke up, but I was too lazy to move, so I just curled up next to my mother's body.

Half an hour later, my mother seemed to have fallen asleep. The hot air she exhaled warmed my face. It felt very warm, and I became more and more attached to my mother. At this time, I was awake, and my right hand and right foot were fine, so I touched my mother's hands and feet to keep them warm, and I felt very comfortable. My mother seems to sleep very well.

As I was touching, I moved my hand up along my mother's right arm, touching her face, feeling how cute she was. My heart was instantly moved (it was the kind of love between mother and son - she is a very, very good mother). After touching for a while, I had no intention of just putting my hand down, and while playing with it, I accidentally touched my mother's breasts. My mother's breasts are medium to large, tender, and not elastic? Well, I accidentally touched them, and suddenly my attention turned to my mother's breasts.

But I didn't dare reach out to touch my mother's breasts. At that time, my head was on my mother's neck. I deliberately moved my head down and let my face slowly move to the upper front of my mother's breasts. I just touched a little swollen soft flesh. I really enjoyed the comfortable and tender texture of the flesh. At that time, my body was a little hot and nervous, but I still rubbed it, very gently.

A minute later, my mother was still asleep. I moved my right hand up cautiously and my palm moved above her right breast. My palm touched a little bit of her clothes, but my palm was very hot and I felt like sweating. I slowly pressed down with my right middle finger and slowly stroked the right breast. The feeling was very stimulating at that time, but I was afraid that my mother would be woken up. I pressed the breast flesh next to her breast with my right middle finger. It felt so good. As I pressed, I began to press lightly on my mother's nipples. My mother's nipples were very tender and there was a soft feeling.

After pressing a few times, I began to press lightly with the palm of my hand, pressing from under the breast and my fingers pressing the nipple. I paused for a moment, feeling a chill in my heart and my saliva stopped. I began to gently grab my mother's right breast (my hand was under the breast at that time), pressing lightly from below, squeezing from both sides with the little finger and thumb, and rubbing lightly around the nipple with the middle finger. It was very soft, comfortable and stimulating.

At this time, I was always paying attention to my mother, afraid that she would wake up suddenly.

My right hand was still touching her breasts, very lightly pressing and rubbing her nipples, pinching them lightly with two fingers and rubbing them in circles. My lower body was very hot, and I pressed my mother's thighs with my abdomen. My mother was wearing pajamas at that time, and my cock was pressing against the side of her legs. I felt a strong sensation brought to me by her thighs. My cock was very hard, and my lower body rested on my mother, wanting to rub and stimulate her, but I was afraid that my mother would be woken up, so my cock could only rely on the side of her legs.

Because my right hand was touching my mother's breast, my mother didn't seem to wake up. My mother's pajamas were short-sleeved. I plucked up my courage and slowly reached my hand under my mother's pajamas. I slowly moved my right hand and felt that the distance was very far. It took a long time before I touched my mother's breast. I instantly felt like thunder, and my heart and head were burning. I held my mother's breast with my whole hand and dared not move. After a while, my hand crawled on my mother's breast like a worm, and it was very warm.

My right hand, absorbing the body temperature, felt extremely comfortable. I began to touch and then touch my mother's entire breast with my right hand. The finger between my thumbs gently circled my mother's nipple and rotated it lightly. I started to rotate it very gently. The stimulation became greater and greater. I began to slow down my courage and grabbed the nipple with a little force and squeezed it lightly.

After playing with it for a while, my mother's nipples began to harden, and her entire breasts seemed to come alive. They started to soften and then began to swell. At that time, I couldn't care less, and I used my whole right hand to gently pinch the entire breast. I opened my palm and pressed on the living breast, and it felt like the breast was bigger than before. I began to rub the entire breast with the palm of my hand, rubbing from bottom to top, with a relatively light force.

I rubbed my mother's nipple with the palm of my hand, and a continuous electric sensation was transmitted from my palm to my heart, as if I was being electrocuted. My palm was suspended in mid-air at this time, and my mother's nipple was only half touching my palm. I moved my palm left and right and up and down there, and my mother's nipple just touched my palm. That feeling was more dynamic than touching the breast (if you have a chance, be sure to try it).

Waves of electric sensations were transmitted to my heart. I was so excited that I used my entire right palm to squeeze harder than before. At this time, my mother moved slightly, her head turned towards me, her waist moved back a little, and her body leaned slightly towards me. I was so frightened that I dared not move, and my breath stopped in an instant. His hand was still on her breast, still gripping it, but he didn't dare let go for fear of waking his mother.

After about 3 minutes, my mother didn't move at all. I was surprised to feel a little wet in the palm of my right hand that was holding her breast. I gently released her breast.

I slowly reached out my hand to my mother's breast. At that time I was very afraid that she would wake up, so I stopped all actions of violating her.

After sleeping for about 10 minutes, I was no longer as frightened as before and my heart calmed down. After making sure that my mother was still asleep, my heart started beating again. This time I was much bolder. I gently pushed down the quilt covering my mother and me and gently pulled up my mother's pajamas. I moved my body backward to make it easier to roll up my mother's clothes. After a while, my mother's breasts popped out.

It turned out that when I was pulling up her clothes, I accidentally pushed my mother's breasts up, and her nipple jumped down and touched my left hand (very lightly). This time it was the left breast. I continued to move my pajamas up, and my right hand began to grab my mother's breasts and gently tickle them. My four fingers made a movement like Dingguagua, and my thumb pressed the nipple up and pushed it continuously. The bumps (I can't type the words) near my mother's nipples stood up (those small ones next to the breasts), and they became more and more obvious the more I rubbed them. Then I rubbed them in circles, and then rubbed them with both fingers, spinning like a turbine.

After playing with it for a while, I got bolder and moved my head down a little. I grabbed the entire breast with my right hand, squeezed it and put it into my mouth. My lips touched my mother's nipple and I felt a little itchy. I moved the nipple up and down on my lips. My heart was stimulated and I suddenly opened my mouth and took my mother's nipple into my mouth.

After sucking for a while, I stuck out my tongue and touched my mother's nipple. Instantly my mother's right breast trembled. The movement was a bit big. I was frightened and stopped. I looked at my mother and felt that her breathing seemed to be heavier and the temperature of her breath had risen a little. I felt like I was surrounded by air and it was very warm.

After a while, I began to suck on my mother's nipple. My mother's nipple touched my tongue deeply, and the bumps next to it were also felt. My head and tongue were rotating on the upper half of the breast. My right hand was not idle at this time. I grabbed my mother's right breast and did palm and finger movements. The force of the grab was still light.

However, my mother's right breast and nipple were unusually sharp. I grabbed them with my fingers and rubbed them upwards. It seemed to become longer and longer, and the nipple opened up a little like a petal. The middle of the nipple is a bit like a crater, opening out to both sides. I used two of my fingers to pinch both sides of the nipple, and my thumb pressed a little harder in the middle of the open nipple and rubbed it. As I rubbed it, the opening grew a little bigger, and it felt a little wet.

My tongue was not idle either, it was sucking. I opened my mouth as wide as possible and took half of my mother's milk deep into my mouth. My saliva wet most of the breast. As I pressed and held it, my mother's heart was beating, and I could feel the beating melody with my mouth, a subtle dynamic art. He held the nipples in his mouth, sucked and twirled them with his tongue, just like pinching them with his fingers. The force varied, and the mother's breasts rose and fell with the waves.

The strange thing is that as I sucked, I felt the nipple of my mother's left breast gradually shrink from being sharp at first. The more I kissed, rubbed and sucked, the nipple became smaller and smaller, and finally became a tiny round nipple, but it became very smooth, and my tongue greedily swirled and stirred that tiny nipple. The nipple and breast of my right breast both stood up when I stroked them with my right palm, and the right breast seemed to be a little bigger than the left one (personal feeling).

I half-propped up my body, grabbed my mother's left breast with my left hand, and attacked my mother's elastic breasts with both hands. At this time, I stopped sucking and enjoyed the touch of my mother's tender breasts with both hands. I touched my mother's nipples with the palms of my hands, suspended in the air, letting the palms just touch my mother's nipples, and drew circles at a slightly faster speed.

As the touch of my mother's nipple brought to the palm of my hand, the feeling transmitted to my heart was self-evident (remember to try it when you see this and do it with your wife), the pleasure became more and more comfortable, and I moved faster and faster.

The nipple of my mother's right breast (the one I was sucking) soon became sharp again due to my fast and strong touch, and it became longer and longer. It even started to circle in my rotating palm because the nipple was too long.

Waves of pleasure continued to hit my heart and head. After rotating my palms, I turned to using the flag-raising gesture and rubbed my mother's nipple from the inside to the outside with my thumb with a little force, hoping to make it longer. While I was rubbing her vigorously, my mother moved her body slightly, arched and moved slightly closer to me. I was already very excited at that time, but my palms were still rubbing nervously.

Because my mother's breasts are relatively large, I put my hands together and squeezed her nipples together, rubbing them against each other, with more and more force, and I felt the nerves in my mother's body become more intermittently agitated.

I opened my mouth wide and took my mother's two bean beans into my mouth at once, with my tongue intertwined between the two big beans. In order to make it easier for me to suck my mother's breasts, I moved my body down a little and moved a lot closer. I put my left foot on my mother's legs, and my lower body unconsciously pressed on my mother's slippery thighs as if by inertia, moving up and down, but the pleasure was not very strong.

However, I felt my cock was burning so hard that all external sensations were overshadowed by the heat of my cock. But the darker it is, the more desire arises, and the more desire there is, the more it moves, and the stronger it becomes. Especially during the movement, I deliberately retracted my lower body and exposed my lower body, so that my cock was in the inserted position, or pressed downwards, and the feeling was slightly stronger.

Although the feeling in my lower body surpassed the pleasure that my mother's breasts brought to my lips, my lips were still very consciously licking my mother's breasts and the skin on her chest.

After rubbing my lower body for a while, I let go of my mother's breasts with my hands and turned to caress the skin near her breasts. I stretched out my tongue and drew and wrote from her left breast to her right breast. My tongue scratched the skin on her chest and slowly moved to her neck.

I don't know why, but when I touched my mother's neck, I felt the tendons in her neck were strongly stimulated, and I began to stick out my tongue and suck and rub her neck. I sucked with great force and I felt my mother's reaction was particularly obvious. I then plucked up my courage and began to move my body upwards. I grabbed my mother's ears with my hands and licked and sucked her neck with my tongue and saliva. My lower body moved higher and higher, and half of my mother's lower abdomen was pressed down by my lower body.

The more I sucked, the stronger my mother's reaction became. I could feel her breath getting stronger, and her exhaled air made me feel a gust of air blowing over my head. By then I couldn't care less. I sucked and slowly kissed my mother's cheek. She just stretched out my tongue and drew on her face. My lower body gradually covered my mother's entire lower body.

At this time, my cock was very long and hard, pressing directly on my mother's private parts. I increased the strength of my lower body movement and felt the bones of my mother's lower body rubbing against it. It was a bit painful, so I moved down a little, and my cock was almost pressing on my mother's tender private parts. We were both wearing relatively thin clothes, and I could feel the heat from my mother's lower body surrounding my cock. The movement process was a mixture of hot and cold, and it was so comfortable.

With the pleasure of cold and hot and the throbbing of my mother's warm flesh, I moved my lower body further and further. I had stopped sucking my mother at this time, and supported my upper body with both hands so that my lower body could have the greatest contact with my mother's private parts.

During the process of moving her lower body, my mother's body was like having sex with me. Her body was pushed up and down by my strong force. Her body moved on the bed, but my mother did not make any other movements. She was just quiet, as if waiting for something. In fact, I already knew that my mother had woken up a long time ago.

The lower body continued, feeling the warm area through the clothes, gently swaying up and down, front and back, feeling like imagining love, a bit like butt fucking on the bus, but this time it was real, and butt fucking was more stimulating. I had physical intercourse with my mother's private parts, and during the process, my cock gradually lost interest, and I began to feel the friction of the clothes on my cock increasing, but it was uncomfortable.

I gradually stopped this action and began to kiss my mother's skin again. My body began to move close to my mother's body and kissed her neck. My left hand roamed and caressed the right side of my mother's skin. My mother's body was very hot. After wandering for a while, I moved my hand down and began to move to the outside of the thigh. After stroking for less than 2 seconds, I turned to the inside, without touching the private parts. The inside of my mother's thigh was very warm and her skin was very smooth.

My mother was wearing boxer shorts, which were very thin and soft. I stroked the inside of her thighs, sometimes increasing the force of my fingers and sometimes pinching the inner flesh. The flesh of my mother's thighs was very elastic. Slowly, my hand moved unconsciously to the top of my mother's private parts. There was a bulge above my mother's private parts. It felt a little big, but also very soft and warm. It was definitely as pleasurable as touching the breasts. Each had its own unique characteristics.

I was very excited. I covered my mother's mons pubis with my left hand at once, just like grabbing a breast. It was a rough way of grabbing. I felt a tingling sensation in the process. I could feel my mother's pubic hair moving while I was grabbing her pubic hair. I stroked my mother's mons pubis roughly, with moderate force and speed, but it felt like playing with mud and sand.

My lips were also kissing my mother's body, skin and every area of ​​her breasts. I inserted my thumb into the side of my mother's mons pubis and pressed on the top of it. At that time, it was still covered by her panties, but the top of her panties was already very, very wet. As soon as I pressed on it, it felt wet and my thumb was surrounded by liquid.

The more I pressed and rubbed, the smoother it became. I rubbed my thumb a little harder. Mother's body seemed to move violently. I ignored her (actually I knew she was awake). Because she was lying sideways, I could only enter 2 and rub my fingers on her panties.

As I was touching, I used my thumb to push down her panties and touched my mother's pubic mound. This was her mouth, and it was very, very smooth and moist. It seemed as if my entire thumb did not fall on it. I started by just sliding it gently and slowly. During the sliding process, I felt a small bean. I was so fascinated by it that I increased my strength and began to rub and press it.

My mother's lower body moved as I rubbed it vigorously. Every time I rubbed it upwards, her lower body moved forward. The mons pubis has a very rhythmic and unique flavor. I rubbed it, began to move down on the clitoris, and pressed it hard. My thumb seemed to enter another world, a unique world.

That's right, my thumb was halfway inside my mother's vagina, and I began to stir and squeeze there. My mother's vagina was very moist, and as my thumb was relatively large, it almost filled the entire vagina. My thumb had a different feeling during the process of pressing in and out, at first it was just slow, then the strength and speed increased, continuously, like pressing spaces on the keyboard, pressing in and out with great force.

My mother went down and I pushed in and out, moving constantly. The movements of her lower body were very different and wonderful. As she pushed deeper and deeper, almost my entire thumb entered the mother's vagina and began to move in and out. As the saying goes, it's easy to get in but hard to get out (a somewhat exaggerated metaphor), my thumb suddenly sank into the mother's pubic mound, and in the process of taking it out, the inside of the mother's vagina was actually sucking my thumb (there was a stronger feeling), after a few minutes of thrusting, I began to use my thumb to carefully feel the inner wall of the mother's vagina, which was very smooth and tender.

It is smoother than lubricant and so tender that you can just feel the skin on the inner wall against the real flesh. I started to move in and out of the inner wall, and when I applied force I felt a bit of graininess in the inner wall. Maybe this is a natural phenomenon that women intentionally create to stimulate men's penises. When playing with the inner wall, my mother felt more intense than before. The stronger it was, the harder I rubbed the inner wall. The speed was very fast and the force was great. I felt my thumb was very tired, but I enjoyed this action. The strong memories of my mother's body gave me special stimulation and excitement.

It lasted for about 10 minutes, and a liquid leaked out of the mother's body. Why? It felt like the liquid was a little cold? Maybe my thumb was hotter due to friction, so my mother's liquid felt relatively cold. When she was ejaculating, her mother's lower body arched up a lot, and her torso and waist were like a half-arch bridge.

Mother woke up!

I was stunned at that moment, and everything stopped. My mother's body moved back, and I quickly pulled my hand out of her vagina. At that time, my body was pressing on my mother. I froze, not knowing what to say or do... It was all I could do. It felt like those few seconds were paused and lasted an especially long time. Because I couldn't see my mother's expression clearly, she just stood there for a moment, then looked at me, and I looked at her.

The mother paused there, as if she was thinking about something, or as if she was angry, or as if she was waiting for something. At this moment, I was so frightened that I couldn't even feel my dick.

Looking back, that moment was actually very short, probably about 30 seconds, but I was feeling a mixture of emotions at that time, and I felt like every second was playing tricks on me, and everything was being calculated in milliseconds.

My mother suddenly held my head and stretched out her long tongue to attack my mouth. Faced with this sudden attack, I was stunned. But my mother seemed very enthusiastic. Her long tongue filled my mouth. I could hardly breathe. My mother hugged my body to hers.

After 10 seconds, I regained consciousness and began to use my internal force to suck and pull my mother's tongue vigorously. My mother's tongue was sucked hard by me, and the whole tongue was held in my mouth. I pulled it to the end and let go of the tongue. I retracted the tongue and stuck out my tongue to interact with my mother's tongue, like a loving young couple.

I stirred my tongue into various shapes. The hardest thing to do was to tie two tongues together, with you on top and her stirring at the bottom. Since my kissing skills were terrible and it was almost a mess, my saliva was secreted a lot, and it all flowed out, and my mother received it in big gulps.

My hands started to move from my mother's back to her breasts. This time, I let go of my powerful dragon grip and grabbed my mother's dynamic breasts. The shape of the nipple was fixed by my thumb. Mother liked this feeling very much. I felt my mother's lips kissing me very intensely, and her tongue stretched towards me, very long, almost covering my entire mouth.

My mother's hands were not idle either. She was stroking my back randomly. She suddenly pulled down a part of my pants on the back and grabbed my flesh with both hands. Her hands seemed to be obsessed with my flesh. She kept kneading, stroking, and spinning it.

My mother used her strength to press my lower body up. My lower body was now on top of my mother's vagina, pressing on my skin. My dick was now pressing on my mother's vagina. My mother lifted up my buttocks, pressing on my buttocks, and pushed it up.

My cock was rubbing against my mother's vagina, and the hot friction through her clothes made her faint. My cock was swollen to an abnormal size.

My mother seems to like this kind of "brother-vagina" intercourse very much, and the stimulation it brings is self-evident.

My mother had already let go and was kissing me, and my lower body was also moving in rhythm with her. Every time she pressed down, I pushed hard and corrected the interface of my vagina. We were touching each other indirectly, and I felt pleasure, heat, fleshy texture, and a little wetness. It really cannot be described in words. I supported myself on the bed with both hands, afraid of hurting my mother.

But the lower body was cooperating with all its might. After rubbing for a while, I raised my lower body and stopped having sex with my mother. I took off my pants and top. My mother then took off her top to reveal her breasts, but I couldn't see them clearly.

I was completely naked. When my mother was about to take off her pants, I immediately pressed on her. My mother's pants were only pulled down to her knees. I pressed on her, and my cock started to move against my mother's vagina through her panties. The friction felt particularly comfortable, different from the friction between her pants before. Very real and very emotional.

My mother's panties were soaked with juice, and my dick was actually wet when it covered them, but it felt very refreshing. My mother put her hands on my back, just supporting her without any excessive movements. I rubbed my mother's panties.

In addition to the soft, wet and slightly elastic surface, there is also the friction of my mother's pubic hair. Although it is separated by underwear, my mother's pubic hair also brings a slight leap in texture. I lean over my mother's chest, rubbing it downwards and rubbing my upper body's breasts.

Especially my mother's hard nipples slid and moved on my chest, with a very clear sense of lines, and her lower body seemed to be fantasizing about beautiful women, but her upper body was really beating my heart. The more I rubbed, the harder it was. During the process of my grinding, my mother's lower body also straightened her abdomen and supported her feet. My mother used her feet to push off her pants, which were not taken off. My mother was below and I was on top, doing regular but fast friction movements.

After rubbing for a few minutes, I began to tilt my buttocks back, aiming the glans at my mother's vaginal opening, and pushing with a little force, hitting through the thin panties. My glans penetrated my mother's vaginal opening a little bit, and my mother's panties also followed in a little bit. That feeling was definitely different and comfortable.

If you have the chance, buy a very thin pair of underwear for your woman to try. The feeling of wanting to enter but not being able to, and the psychological feeling are definitely special. It's like the feeling of having assfuck with MM on the bus, wanting to insert my penis into MM's vagina but being unable to succeed - but this is the second best personal feeling.

At this time, I continued to arch my body and insert my cock into my mother's hole. My mother seemed to begin to experience the feeling of wanting to do it but not being able to do it. Her legs were actually lifted above my buttocks, and her feet were on top of it, following my movements, as if whipping her - Come in, come in quickly.

In this way, I rubbed my mother's vagina against hers. Slowly, as the strength and frequency of the arches increased, the tip of my glans had entered my mother's vagina. Although there was a pair of panties between us, I could not feel the effect of the panties. The panties only served as resistance. There was a lot of moisture in my mother's vagina, and it seemed that this kind of stimulation brought a different redness.

I sat up, grabbed the cock with my hands, and rotated it left and right and up and down in the part that had already entered my mother's vagina. Sometimes I pushed the cock in, and sometimes I shook the cock against my mother. My mother also very much enjoys this different kind of pleasure. Although my mother and I have not spoken a word from the beginning to now, I can feel her throbbing and experience, which is very comfortable.

After stirring for a while, I began to bend over my mother again and sucked her breasts for a while. My mother's breast nipples were still firm and high, which was obviously caused by excessive comfort. My dick was also inserted down there. After inserting it for a while, I used my hand to push the lower side of my mother's panties to the other side, and my mother's vagina was completely exposed, but she was still wearing panties.

I began to touch my cock against my mother's real mons pubis. The texture of the flesh was unsurpassed. The wetness of the flesh really attracted the glans of my cock. I really enjoyed the pleasure of stealing food at this moment. I rubbed the glans on my mother's vaginal opening. My mother's body seemed to be throbbing at this moment, and I could feel her reaction.

I started to sit up, pushing up my panties with one hand and holding my cock with the other hand, rubbing my glans forcefully on my mother's mons pubis, pushing it up and down forcefully. My mother's body was also moving up and down, as if she was moving her body intentionally or unintentionally to hit my glans. It might be due to her body's own reflex. My glans started to wipe on my mother's mons pubis, and after wiping for a while, I hit it near the opening of my mother's vagina.

I can deeply feel the mother's enjoyment from the breath she exhales and the movement of her chest. I also enjoyed it. After rubbing for a while, I began to lie on my mother's body. When the glans of my cock was inserted into the opening of my mother's vagina, I began to thrust it, but I did not insert it completely into my mother's vagina. My mother's labia stimulated my glans, and the stimulation from the glans was like the vibration of my testicles.

My mother's lower body was moving and pushing upwards, as if to completely submerge my cock, but I was not in a hurry to do so. When my mother was thrusting forward, I moved backward, and it continued like this for a while. When she was thrusting upward, I exerted a little force and completely inserted my dick into her vagina. How comfortable and satisfying it was in that instant!

When having sex, it is best not to let your partner know your next move, as this will provide a surprise and excitement... After entering, I paused for a while, then thrust forward with great force, and my mother's body was moved by my thrust.

I held my mother in my arms and pushed my butt inside her slowly and forcefully, then a little harder. The force was different and her reactions were different, but she was breathing heavily each time and I could feel the heat and strength of the air on my neck. Based on this, I pushed harder each time, but not very fast.

After a powerful collision, I suddenly accelerated and the collision process began to make a whip-like sound, a little louder. The sound was very stimulating to my eardrums and heart. My mother's panties were not pushed off, and the edge of her panties pressed against the side of my glans. Every time I thrust, the edge of her panties slid against the edge of my glans. The feeling was no less than that of having sex.

If you have the chance, you should definitely try it, and buy the wider underwear!

My mother's lower body was almost completely wet and exposed. As I thrust in and out at a faster pace and the sounds were loud enough to fill the room, my mother's legs were spread wider and wider. I didn't know if she was letting me push them apart or if she was doing it to make it easier for me to thrust in and out.

The faster I thrust, the more I moved my body up a little, facing my mother. She had her eyes closed, but she closed them quite tightly, and it looked very painful. Her mouth and nose were open and she was breathing heavily, and her head was half tilted. Although I couldn't see clearly at that time, I could still see clearly. My mother really enjoyed the insertion, collision, penetration and impact of my cock. Her expression was very strange, she was frowning.

During the thrusting process, I felt a little tired and slowed down. As soon as I kissed my mother's mouth, she immediately responded with a passionate kiss, her tongue still stretched deep into my mouth.

My lower body movements slowed down, but my mother's lower body began to push and arch upwards, but it was not very comfortable. I exerted all my strength and pulled my mother up, then I lay down and my mother climbed on top of me. At this time, my mother stayed on me silently, not continuing the previous actions, just quietly.

At this moment, I felt it, and I whispered, "Mom." My voice was very small, and then I held my mother's head. After a while, I began to kiss my mother's hair, face, eyes, and mouth. As I kissed her, she slowly let go, and I began to entangle our tongues. I began to caress my mother's arms with both hands, and slowly moved one of her hands to my little cock, and grabbed the back of her hand and started to touch myself. I was very wet down there, and at first my mother was not very willing, and she was not proactive.

I whispered to my mother, "Mom, don't worry about it. We are alone in this dark night. Don't care too much." Then I continued to kiss my mother deeply. My mother did not answer or make any extra movements for about three minutes.

My mother began to move her soft hands and began to caress my cock and glans. At first, my mother just pressed the palm of her hand under my cock and rubbed it gently. As time went on, my mother began to grab my entire cock with her palm and fingers, rubbing it up and down. I really enjoyed the tenderness of my mother's palms. It seemed like my mother was rubbing someone's cock for the first time, and it felt very unfamiliar.

I started telling my mother that it would be fine to just rub it gently around with my fingers. My mother rubbed it as I said. Her vaginal opening pressed against my thigh. I arched my legs and lifted her up about 20 centimeters. Her lower body was very wet, and I could feel the wetness on my thighs. That posture was not very stable. My mother held my cock tightly. My feet moved up and down, and my mother's vagina also moved up and down. My mother was also arched up, but she would slide down from the high place. Every time I put my feet down, my mother moved back to my knees.

In this arch bridge style, the skin of my mother's vaginal opening was rubbed by my thighs, and more than 60% of the weight of my mother's entire body was pressed on the vaginal opening like this. Every time I went up, my mother would grab my cock tightly and rub it like this.

After rubbing for a while, I hugged my mother to my arms, and when we were facing each other, I kissed my mother's lips affectionately. I spread my legs, let my mother straddle my cock, and gently inserted my cock into her vagina. As I slowly inserted my cock into her vagina, a little liquid flowed out (I was only inserting it into the vagina, not going in).

After a while, I whispered to my mother, "Mom, is it okay?" My mother ignored me, but just moved her buttocks, aimed at the opening of the vagina, and inserted it. The feeling of entering the hole and the feeling of being immersed in it at that moment was very warm. It was not like the previous personal release of sexual desire, but a physical combination of both parties mixed with emotions and will. Mother's insertion was not complete. I lifted my buttocks slightly and pushed hard. Mother and I were completely combined together. At that time, it was not only the pleasure of sex but a huge pleasure that brought me.

My body was slowly inserted, and my mother only cooperated symbolically at first, and our bodies continued to cross each other.

Every time I penetrated, I felt the lubrication of my mother's flesh hole and the pain of the hair on my lower body mixed with my mother's flesh hole. I used my hands to move my hair away. The pain was like pulling out hair. Then, I leaned back, grabbed my mother's hips, and pushed up hard. My mother seemed to like this position very much. Every time I pressed down, she cooperated very hard and pressed down deeply. Pull back after a few seconds, then continue pressing down.

Because of my hands, this sitting and hugging mother sex position is done frequently. As the number of thrusts increases, I find that the water content down there is getting higher and higher, and my thrusts become smoother and smoother. The feeling is not as comfortable as at the beginning, but I can see that my mother enjoys this support. She moves closer and closer to my body, hugging my head tightly with her hands, with her breasts pressed against my chest.

Since I was not as comfortable as before, I increased my strength and speed, and my mother also responded at high speed, but each time she inserted it at high speed, it would quickly bounce back. However, each time she inserted it very deep, her pubic mound hit the flesh under my cock at a very fast speed, and I felt waves of pleasure when that flesh was touched. My mother's breasts moved very quickly on my chest, strokes on my chest, and the silky texture of the breasts seemed to be drawing for me, but the painting speed was too fast.

My mother's head was almost close to my ear, and the hot air she exhaled next to my ear was very hot. I could feel that she was enjoying the impact this posture brought her, which gave her the kind of unspeakable pleasure. I could only follow the movement and try my best to make my mother comfortable (but I didn't know whether she was comfortable or not). I felt that although this posture was very immersive, it was a bit empty. My mother's buttocks and half of her body moved towards me consciously.

In this way, my mother and I had sex for a full half an hour. At the last moment, a stream of liquid flowed out from her lower body. It was a very cool liquid that soothed my entire cock. My mother stopped, leaned her face on my shoulder, exhaled deeply, and her body twitched a little. My mother's face was very hot, but also very sexy. She leaned on me, and I leaned my face against it. There was sweat on the mother's face and she looked very comfortable.

I also felt very tired, so I moved and lay down to rest for a while. I put my mother's legs under my crotch, that is, my legs were spread apart, and my mother's legs were between my spread legs. I put my dick inside. My mother's inside was very lubricated, and it was very uncomfortable to do it.

I pushed my mother's legs together. Her vagina was squeezing it very tight. I moved my butt up and down like this. My mother's flesh walls were sandwiched around my cock. It was very tight, but very pleasurable. My movements were too exaggerated, and my mother could feel that I really liked this feeling.

My mother held me down and signaled me not to move. She took a pillow and placed it under my arms, raising my hips.

My mother still had her feet together, her hands on the bed, rubbing and moving up and down vigorously. It was not fast, but it felt like her flesh walls were forcibly sucking my sperm out. The feeling was different each time she inserted and pulled out.

My mother's mons pubis is very tight. When inserting, I feel a very strong sense of occupation and entry. When pulling out, I feel squeezed and sucked all the time, and the pleasure comes in waves (I suggest you try it). It is very comfortable, and I make humming sounds in my mouth (kind of like wanting to hum but not really humming) and moaning sounds (it's okay, everyone thinks only women will make such sounds when being penetrated, but maybe it was too comfortable, I couldn't help making such sounds).

When my mother realized this, she increased the speed and ground up and down. I really enjoyed the feeling of pressure and rhythm, especially the very real feeling of integration of the two sexes. I felt that my mother's pussy was a piece of meat in my body, and the movement of it sent waves of electricity flowing through my body, mind and nerves. It was so comfortable that I wanted to restrain myself and wanted to experience this rare feeling of integration more.

My mother was enjoying it very much, and she was putting a lot of effort in strangling me, and when I was about to ejaculate, I felt like my body and mind almost fell out, and in the end, my mother's speed could not satisfy my need for ejaculation, so I immediately spread my mother's legs on both sides of my belly, and I gestured to her to speed up, and my mother lay on my body, her ass tilted back, and then I rammed hard, and the sizzling sound of my brother's vagina touching and the sound of water were very loud, I could hear them very clearly, and my mother didn't care about them.

I held my mother's waist with my hands, but her waist did not move. She just leaned her skin back and inserted it again, just like a hoe, but the handle of the hoe did not move but the hoe block moved. My mother had a very accurate grasp of the size, and every time I stretched out my penis, my penis was inserted just at the entrance of my mother's vagina. The speed was very fast, and my whole penis was shocked by the electric current sent by the friction between the glans and the vaginal wall.

I thrust my hips a few times, and my mother was still pulling out and inserting her penis up and down. My glans was whipped by the rough spots on my mother's inner wall. My moans became louder and louder, and my gasps became thicker and thicker. At this moment, I grabbed my mother's breasts very hard with both hands. Just by grabbing, my mother could feel that I was about to ejaculate, so she increased her strength and frequency, and each time I reached the deepest part of her mother (I felt the resistance of something inside my mother hitting my glans, which should be what everyone calls the pistil).

As my mother's powerful hips thrusted against me, my cock suddenly could no longer feel her thrusting against me. My mind went blank, and the electric current from my cock paralyzed my brain, body and mind. At that moment, the only feeling in my body was my cock. My lips were white and my mouth was dry, and the air I exhaled seemed to have no feeling. As my mother thrust in and out step by step, the sperm that had been suppressed in my body was actually ejected without any resistance from me.

My mother felt my ejaculation but continued to speed up the thrusting. It continued like this. My sperm seemed to gushed out in gushes at a very fast speed. The intervals were very short, but the pleasure in the intervals was like waves of floating sensations coming from the hole inside my cock. All my sperm poured into the embrace of my mother's vagina.

After I ejaculated, my nerves paused for a moment, but my mother was still moving on it, and her speed was getting faster and faster. Suddenly, I felt a stream of liquid pouring out, which was a little cold. The pleasure from my mother's movement had not disappeared yet, but more than a minute later, I signaled my mother to stop. My cock was still in her vagina. My mother did not pull out my cock at this time, but lay on me to rest.

My mother and I stopped like this to rest. My mother leaned on my chest, and her hands wandered around my chest, caressing it gently. I gently kissed my mother's hair...then she got up, wiped it clean and gave me some water to drink. Maybe because my mother was too tired or something else, she slept naked with me without any clothes on, but she hugged me tightly, and my legs under my crotch were stretched between her thighs. My mother squeezed them tightly, and I could feel her pubic hair and wet labia on my thighs. We were so tired that we fell asleep.