Chapter 9 Washing Machine

It's hard to say what angle I want to use to see my mother masturbating for me in the living room. But she always pretended to be fine, so I just pretended nothing happened to my mother. Anyway, I wasn't scolded, maybe it was fine.

But I have been thinking, since my mother helped me with pistol last time, and asked me to touch my mother's stockings, thighs and vagina, where is the tolerance level of my mother? Can I push forward more?

Unexpectedly, the opportunity will come soon

That day, my mother was wearing a tight black T-shirt and a very narrow beige skirt, and a white-skinned transparent stockings. For some reason, my mother has been wearing very sexy clothes at home recently. Unlike before, if she didn't dress at work, she would have changed into a relatively relaxed cotton coat and trousers.

Especially now when I am at home, I often wear stockings, which has really changed a lot compared to before.

When I received the call, my mother called me to the balcony to help dry my clothes. My mother bent over and took out the rolled clothes from the washing machine for me, and then I hung them one by one on the clothesline.

Because there have been too many things recently, I didn't know what to say to my mother for a while, but I blurted out that I asked my mother why she had been wearing stockings at home recently. But I immediately felt regretful, because I couldn't ask this, because I couldn't do anything.

My mother bent down and carried me on her back, stopping the movements on her hands. She seemed to think about it before asking me, do you think it looks good?

Of course I said it looks good, so it's better to wear more

Mom paused for a longer time this time, and then she said that she was the one I just wore when you said she liked stockings.

I was a little surprised and moved. I turned around and saw that my mother was still pulling out the knotted clothes in the washing machine. She bent over and leaned against the washing machine with her buttocks. I suddenly couldn't control myself. I hugged my mother's waist from behind and directly pressed her already swollen lower body against my mother's hips wrapped in a short skirt; my legs wearing shorts

It is also directly attached to my mother's slender legs wrapped in white transparent stockings.

My mother was obviously shocked because of the action of me holding her from behind, saying, "Why are you so old and acting cute?"

I didn't say anything, just started to hug my mother's waist and rub her lower body against her buttocks.

My mother was suddenly hugged by me, but she didn't seem to break free. She was pressed by me on the washing machine from behind.

I think my mother should have acquiesced to my excessive movements. I was so brave that I simply lifted my mother's beige skirt to my waist, and then used my lower body to push my mother's stockings and beautiful buttocks through her shorts through her shorts.

After pushing it twice, I felt unsatisfied. Seeing that my mother didn't say anything, I simply pulled down my shorts and underwear, and rubbed my hot penis directly on my mother's stockings and buttocks.

Mom must have found out that I took out my penis and got to her, but she didn't stop me, just quietly stood on the washing machine and let me do whatever I wanted

After that incident in the car, I was able to rub my mother's stockings directly with my penis. I felt that I was so happy and so happy

Because my mother is taller than me, it is a bit hard to rub her cock against her butt. I lowered my body a little and inserted the cock at the base of my mother's thighs. I used the hot male root in front and back to rub my mother's private parts through stockings from behind.

I don't know if my vagina is rubbed with me, but my mother seems to be unable to help but moan a little.

Encouraged by the lewd voice, I thrust my mother's thigh harder

The stockings my mother wore today are very thin, not as rough as some inferior stockings, but very smooth and tender. So my red and swollen penis was clamped into her thighs and thrust, but I felt that the silky touch was so comfortable.

I maintained this position of holding my mother from behind, and gradually increased the thrusts from front to back

Because my cock was quite long, I pulled it back and pressed against my mother's butt. The distance between thrusting back and forth was very long. Even if I didn't make a lot of effort, my mother was still slightly bumped and swung backwards as I moved.

Originally, I just grabbed my mother's waist, and my courage became increasingly bold, and I made up my mind and moved my clutches to my mother's chest. I grabbed the pair of breasts that were still beating even though I was wearing underwear.

Mom turned around and looked at me a little, but there was no other reaction. She just turned around and continued to lie on the washing machine

I can dry stockings and grab breasts through my clothes. I was already satisfied, but I was shocked by my mother's next move.

My mother originally held the hand of the washing machine, but suddenly pushed my hand away. Just as I thought I was over, was my mother angry? But my mother unexpectedly pulled her T-shirt up, then lifted her bra up, and turned her back to me, so that a pair of huge white breasts popped out, and then grabbed my hands and wrapped them on her two breasts.

This situation was so terrifying. My son used his cock to thrust his mother's stockings and thighs, and then he could reach out and rub his mother's pair of elastic G-cup breasts from behind. This situation has completely derailed.

Encouraged by my mother's behavior, I felt my mother's smooth breasts for the first time. I was so happy that I could hardly help ejaculate, so I had to pinch my mother's tender breasts hard, trying to forcefully resist the urge to squirt, but the penis that was thrusting back and forth was already overstimulating, and was on the verge of bursting

I wanted to pull it back and pause it first, but the moment I pulled it back, it exploded and ejaculated. I could only press the ejaculated penis directly on my mother's buttocks wearing white-skinned transparent stockings. The burst of surging semen burst onto my mother's skirt and stockings.

Maybe it was too strong for me to pinch my mother's breasts. She couldn't help but moan gently with my ejaculation. She waited for the entire dozens of semen I had ejaculated in a row before stopping and gasping with me.

After ejaculation, I was a little overexhausted, so I pressed directly on my mother's back, smelling the fragrance of her neck for a while, and I took a break. My cock was still jumping and not shrinking, and I pressed against my mother's beautiful buttocks wrapped in stockings to enjoy the aftermath of ejaculation. My hands also grabbed my mother's big breasts on her chest and did not let go, and the two of them were closely attached.

It took a long time before my mother grabbed my hand and signaled to put it down. I also took a step back and let go of my soft body.

My mother touched the semen on her skirt and buttocks, turned her head and gave me a blank look, then pulled the skirt back to its original position and walked away from the balcony, asking me to go and clear it myself as soon as possible

I stayed there for more than ten seconds before I came to my senses and took off my pants while walking. I was about to go into the bathroom to wash.

After taking off his pants, he walked into the bathroom naked. My mother had already taken off all of her legs inside and was about to take a shower.

I was worried that my mother would not let me in the bathroom, but now I don't seem to be afraid of this.

Seeing me in, my mother told me to let her wash first in a coquettish tone. Then I turned around and took a look at my mother's goddess-like naked curve, and then walked out of the bathroom.