Chapter 2

Time goes back to the night of last year.

After the madness, my mother was silent for a while before letting me go back to my own room to sleep.

I was satisfied and didn't realize the loneliness in my mother's tone at all, so I went to the bathroom to wash my lower body and went back to my own room.

The next day, after I got up, I had breakfast and wanted to make jokes with my mother and eat some tofu, but my mother was??

I replied to the solemnity of the past and was scared back, but I didn't take it to my heart, thinking that my mother was feeling uncomfortable.

Since I am a day student, I don’t have to go to evening self-study, after I got home from class in the afternoon, I lay on the sofa to watch TV after dinner.

After my mother packed up, she went to take a shower. On the sofa, I fantasized that my mother walked over shyly in sexy underwear like yesterday, raised her butt and let me caress her. I also remembered the lingering and my mother's beautiful body online yesterday, and I set up a small tent below.

The waiting process is always long. Einstein said that sitting with a man feels so slow, while sitting with a beautiful woman always becomes very fast. This is the theory of relativity.

I changed the TV station and played with my mother all over my mind, but my mother was still in the bathroom.

I looked at the watch and realized that something was wrong. It turned out that it was not the theory of relativity that I was waiting for. My mother used to finish washing in about ten minutes every day, and it was only twenty minutes at most. Now it has been half an hour. My mother hasn't come out yet, so something must have happened.

I sat up and shouted to the bathroom, mom, are you here?

There was no sound in the bathroom, and my heart sank. I didn't even care about shoes. I ran to the bathroom door and knocked hard on the door and shouted "My mother is here."

At this time, my mother's voice came out: What are you doing? Why are you making a noise when I take a shower?

I breathed a sigh of relief and it was fine. I said: You have been washing for so long, I thought something happened to you.

Mom replied to watch your TV.

I returned to the living room to watch TV again, waiting patiently for my mother to come out. After a while, my mother came out. I turned around and saw that my mother was still wearing the bathrobe from yesterday, and I was delighted.

Unexpectedly, my mother walked back to her room.

I said to my mother: Massage Ah Mom.

My mother didn't look back and said lightly: I'm sleepy and I'll go to bed first. You've been studying for a day and I'm very tired. I won't need to massage in the future. Let's have fun.

I want to say I'm not tired, but I know this is just a mom's excuse. Women may use many strange reasons to reject men, and even flaws. Some are deliberately acting spoiled, while others are really too lazy to pay attention to you.

My mother's somewhat alienated tone reminded me that this is the latter.

I only came to my senses. From last night to tonight, my mother's attitude towards me became obviously alienated, but I was still immersed in my fantasy and never realized it.

After all, my mother can’t be like a middle school student, without any scruples, and can this drunken indulgence really last forever?

After all, the desire for carnal desire is not the whole of life. The joy of men and women may require real love between men and women, not to mention that I have not even truly satisfied my mother's carnal desire.

Thinking of this, I fell into a deep cold again.

Since that day, my relationship with my mother has returned to the past, and it has also been a little embarrassing.

But the busy father didn't realize it and continued his previous work and life.

After feeling my mother's coldness, I was still desperate and unwilling to give up at first, and I prayed that my mother would go back to that night.

After a while, I really turned to a state of despair. I seemed to be unable to get interested in everything, basketball and games. I used to be so tempting, now I don’t even look at it.

After a while of such a confused life, I began to look for things that could divert my attention. At the end of the day, the atmosphere of learning in the class has become increasingly popular.

After waking up in class one day, I watched everyone listen carefully and thought to myself, just study.

For the remaining month, I felt like I had changed myself. I got up at around five o'clock every day to start memorizing. I didn't go to play basketball and surf the Internet with my classmates at noon. Instead, I studied quietly in the classroom, and I learned every night until I couldn't open my eyes before falling asleep.

My buddies all said that I have changed. In fact, I know that I just want to cut off my past and stop thinking of my mother. I began to be afraid of emptiness and loneliness, and forced my studies into my mind and drove out the memories related to that night.

After the final exam, the summer vacation began. This may be the last time we could have played in high school. At the beginning of school, it was the third year of high school.

In the first few days, my buddy and I wandered around the billiards halls, Internet cafes, and basketball courts all day. I deliberately reduced the time I spent at home and wanted to avoid the embarrassment of being with my mother.

Until one afternoon, I was playing billiards with my classmates. My father called me and his tone was filled with joy. He asked me to go home and have dinner with a few main teachers in the evening.

I only realized after I got home that my class teacher met my father. After the results came out, I was ranked fifth in the grade. In our school, I could maintain a first-class university. So he told me that my father happened to be on a break today, so he wanted to invite a few teachers to dinner.

At the dinner table, several teachers and parents flattered each other. I just lowered my head to eat vegetables. During this period, I peeked at my mother. Once, my mother was also looking at me. I quickly lowered my head, but I still saw the love in my mother's eyes, and my mother would also feel proud.

After dinner, my father asked me to go to the car and took some gifts from others to several teachers.

I drove home. My father obviously drank a little too much, but he didn't dare to let him go on the road anymore.

On the way, my father asked me what plans I had this summer vacation, and I said I had no plans.

He said, why don’t we go on a trip together? We will sprint to review the college entrance examination this year.

I said I had no objection, and my mother also said it was OK.

After we got home, we discussed the travel route.

My mother wanted to go to Jiuzhaigou, but my father and I meant to go to Kanas to ride horses. Although Xinjiang is very sunny now, the scenery is much better, and it is not as strong as Jiuzhaigou.

I have been riding horses with my father since I was in junior high school. Although I am ordinary in talent, practice makes perfect after all. My mother can't resist the hard work of my father and I, so I occasionally go with us. The riding skills are worse than mine, but ordinary wild riders can handle it.

The plan was decided, so we started packing our luggage. Two days later, we got on the plane to Urumqi. After a break, we took the bus to Jiadengyu. Although the smell was very bad, the scenery outside the window was still very beautiful. I lived in a cramped city for a long time and rarely had such an opportunity to see such a broad vision.

But unexpectedly, as soon as we arrived in Jiadengyu, we were picking up horses to deal with the riding within a few days, my father's cell phone rang.

Dad went out to answer the phone, and after a while he came in, he said helplessly that another big customer needed him to take the lead in the audit.

Did my mother say she couldn't give it to others, and my father said she was worried about others' going.

Then I discussed with us whether to go back together or to go back by himself. I said that when it’s all here, my mother and I will play and go back again. Anyway, this route is already very mature, and I have been here before.

My father asked my mother what she meant, and my mother agreed with me.

So my father stayed for one night and went back the next day.

My mother and I started our cycling journey to Kanas.

It is less than 30 kilometers from Jiadengyu to Kanas, but in order to experience the scenery of Xinjiang, we decided to take a walk to Hemu.

The journey from Jia Dengyu to Hemu was very peaceful. After staying in Hemu for one night, we continued to go to Xiaoheihu the next day.

If you have a good physical strength, it is very comfortable to ride on horseback. Whether it is slow walking, trotting or running wildly on the grassland, it is much more comfortable than in a car.

In an almost natural place like Xinjiang, which is designed for horse riding, except for a little bit of sunshine, all the fun you can enjoy can be obtained.

You can run wildly on the open grassland, but you must walk slowly on the climbing hills filled with gravel.

Most of the terrain in Xinjiang is hilly, with occasionally plains and mountains. The route we chose is relatively safe, and the maximum slope is not very steep.

And it was precisely this section of not very steep road that something happened to us.

When climbing the hill, I asked my mother to ride slowly in front and I followed behind.

In the past two days, my mother and I gradually became more and more talked, and my silent heart also burned again. Seeing my mother wearing jeans, sitting on the horse's back with her butt slightly sticking out, twisting gently, and with this beautiful scenery, I was really looking at the back.

If I could bring my mother to the field here and let her kneel in front of me for a blowjob, her beautiful big butt was sticking out to the sky, and after enjoying her little mouth, she would turn to her pussy, and remember that the taste of her little honey pussy was still very good that night...

Just as I was immersed in my fantasy, I suddenly became a sudden change.

My mother's horse seemed to be frightened and suddenly rushed down the slope. I quickly got off the horse and shouted at my mother to take off the kick. But my mother didn't know what to do, but just grabbed the reins. But at this time, what's the use of the reins? It's not easy to walk down the slope. Sure enough, while I was running towards my mother, the horse's hooves slipped. I saw that it was about to slide down the slope, so I jumped down instead of sliding against the slope. Fortunately, the horse slowed down a small tree. I fell down next to the horse, and shouted to let my mother take off the kick while helping her foot buried inside to retreat. At this time, my mother finally reacted and cooperated with me to finish.

I just raised my head to breathe a sigh of relief, the frightened horse felt the weakness of the little tree, and its hooves began to kick around, and it hit my shoulders directly. I also heard a crisp inner sound. Brother Ma and I went down together with the broken tree, accompanied by my mother's scream.

Although the slope is not too steep, it is relatively high and cannot slide to the bottom. I endured the pain on my shoulders and rolled to the side, letting the horse pass over, and then slipped for another period. Finally, I stopped and breathed a sigh of relief. I lay down and looked down at the horse. The horses covered in bruises were still neighing and kicking their legs to try to block them.

My mother slowly got down and helped me climb up.

Although I smelled my mother's body fragrance and felt warm at the beginning, I was not in the mood to think wrongly. The pain on my shoulder attracted all my attention.

Back to the top, my mother and I rode together and slowly returned to Hemu. Then we briefly bandaged the slippery wound there, and found a car to take me to a large hospital in Urumqi.

After filming, it turned out to be a fractured bone. I told my mother that I was on the slope at that time, otherwise the horse's hooves would be firm and I wouldn't be able to touch my mother.

I realized that there was an ambiguity after I finished speaking, but my mother didn't say anything.

My mother later told me that it was really dangerous at that time, how could she dare to go on?

I said if my mother was injured, I would feel very distressed.

My mother's face turned red. As for mine, it was impossible to tell because there were potions in most places.

During my hospitalization, my father came once and saw that I had no major problems and left again.

My mother was here to take care of me alone. I watched my mother wearing tight jeans, her butt was tightly tied, swaying in front of me all day long. I could not do anything, it was really bitter.

Fortunately, when my mother was taking a nap, she lay beside my bed and could slowly touch my mother's face. As for whether my mother could feel it, I don't know. Anyway, my mother didn't object.

After living in Urumqi for a long time, the doctor allowed us to take the train back.

When I got home, I felt very friendly.

After raising my family for a while, school was about to start. When I learned about my situation, the teacher also told me to study by myself at home and then go to school after I got completely better.

So I stayed at home with peace of mind.

At this time, my relationship with my mother returned to the past. Although I had never touched my mother, I could feel that my mother's attitude towards me was much better when she came back from Kanas.

After a while, I got completely ready, so I begged my mother and I to go to Taishan again, and then go back to school to study hard, but my mother had no choice but to agree.

Climbing Mount Tai is not very meaningful. I am not very interested in sunrise, and the doctor told me not to exercise vigorously. We climbed for a while and then got on the cable car and walked around.

So I went down the mountain to find a hotel to rest.

After dinner, I returned to my place where I lived. My mother chatted with me for a while and then went to take a shower. I took the opportunity to copy the uncut semen that I had collected for a long time to the hotel computer.

After my mother came out wearing a bath towel, I told her that she wanted you to hug her and watch a movie.

My mother looked at me and said to me, "Yes, don't make any wrong ideas."

I said certain.

My mother went to my bed in a bathrobe and watched the sex act with me.

At the beginning, my mother hugged me and I leaned my head gently against my mother's breasts. What disappointed me was that I felt my mother's bra.

Later, I slowly moved my position and stretched my arms out of my mother's neck to me hugging my mother. As time passed slowly, my left hand slowly stroked my mother's back. My mother twisted her back and stopped objecting.

I was thumping with excitement in my heart, and I couldn't help but lower my head and kiss my mother's forehead. My mother looked up at me, and I couldn't help but print it on my mother's rosy lips. My mother retreated back, but how could she avoid me?

I licked my mother's rosy lips and wanted to continue going deeper. My mother closed her teeth tightly and turned her head to continue watching the movie. I had no choice but to give up.

When I almost reached that uncut part, I put my hand into my mother's bathrobe and gently stroked my mother's back.

I suddenly realized that my mother was wearing the bra of the underwear I bought for her. This discovery greatly encouraged me.

At this time, the passionate scene of Tony Leung and Tang Wei appeared on the computer screen. It was obvious that her mother was also affected and her breathing was a little rapid.

Opportunities must not be lost and never come again.

I pushed my mother down, and my mother said, and I blocked her lips. At first, my mother refused, but later I pried open her teeth.

My mother's fragrant tongue and I were entangled. I greedily sucked my mother's saliva, and my hands were not idle. I pulled my mother's bathrobe, hugged her with one hand, and touched her breasts with the other.

I liberated my mother's breasts from my bra, and my fingers slowly wrapped around my mother's nipples, and my mother's pink buds became stronger and stronger.

My mother also began to take the initiative from passive acceptance, hugged my back, and her tongue began to penetrate deep into my mouth.

I felt my mother's changes and continued to rub my mother's breasts. My mother's mouth made a vague sound.

I sat up and looked at my mother looking at me in a daze, with most of my breasts exposed and my legs slowly rubbing each other.

I lay down and completely opened my bra, kissed my mother's left breast, tasted my mother's taste, ravaged my mother's left breast with my right hand, allowing her to change various shapes in my hand, and also stroked my mother's thighs with her left hand.

My mother also put her hands on my head, as if encouraging me.

I kissed my mother's breasts for a while and then slowly kissed down her white belly, and at the same time retreated between my mother's legs.

When I touched my mother's T-shaped underwear, I remembered the madness I had with my mother that night. I continued to lick my mother's pussy through her panties. My mother's legs began to twist irregularly, wrapping around my back. I lifted the cloth blocking my mother's pussy, gently kissed the entrance of the pussy, then stretched my tongue in, stirring my mother's pussy hard, feeling the wet and softness of the inner wall of my mother's pussy, and my mother's vaginal fluid slowly flowed out, and some were left in my mouth. The lewd smell made me even more irritating.

I sat up and asked my mother to kneel like a dog, sticking her butt toward me. My mother sat up softly, then buried her head and sticking out her fat big butt.

I watched my mother's black hair hang on the pillow, and then pressed her waist with her hands, letting her butt stick her higher. Looking at her mother's obedience, I couldn't help but feel that the pain and waiting in the past were worth it.

I remembered that when I was young, my mother always slapped me on the butt, so I slapped my mother's big butt twice. My mother yelled twice, and I took off my mother's underwear to my knees, and my mother's dark red anus and pink pussy were exposed to my eyes.

I grabbed my mother's two beautiful buttocks and attacked her crotch.

I found my mother's clitoris, and sucked it. My mother's body trembled. The unique female moans came out of my mother's mouth, and my mother's vagina became even more wet. I inserted my middle finger into my mother's vagina and felt the place where I was born. My mother moaned gently with the random check of my fingers and the sucking of my clitoris.

I remember my mother's usual dignity and virtuous appearance, and my mother's lewd appearance now. She really can't be looked at.

I took out my middle finger and inserted it into my mother's anus. My mother's anus contracted, and an evil thought rose from my heart. I put my index finger in my mother's pussy and moistened it for a while, and then inserted it into my mother's anus hard. My mother said vaguely, "No," and reached out to take my hand away. I opened her hand and then told her mother that she was happy."

My mother just followed the random checks of my fingers and made a sound.

The time for me to stick out was ripe, so I took off my shorts, aimed my lower body at my mother's pussy, and told my mother that I was going in. My mother didn't say anything, but this was the answer to me.

I thrust my waist and my lower body entered my mother's most private place.

My mother's vagina is still a little tight, and her damp and hot pussy wraps around my lower body.

At the same time, my mother also let out a kind voice, different from the somewhat depressing moans in the past. I could hear my mother's pleasure.

I held my mother's slender waist and then thrust hard.

During the day, my mother was still out of reach when I came, but now she was kneeling in front of me, sticking her butt and letting me fuck her pussy hard.

My mother's mouth made a lewd cry. I bent down and pressed on my mother's back. One hand reached to my mother's chest, ravaging her breasts, and another hand reached into my mother's mouth, allowing her mother to suck my index and middle fingers that were still plugging her pussy and asshole.

My mother held my fingers in her mouth and moaned vaguely.

After thrusting dozens of times, I took my fingers out of my mother's mouth.

I held my mother's waist again and watched her moan moan under my crotch. My lower body couldn't help but become harder. My mother's vaginal fluid splashed everywhere, wetting the bed sheet under her.

I held my mother and lay down and let her back sit on me. My mother's long hair was scattered on her back and had a unique charm.

I lay down and watched my mother's fat and tender big butt twisted with the force of her waist without fat.

After enjoying my mother's service for a while, I held my mother's waist with both hands and began to cater to the ups and downs of my mother's butt.

At this time, my mother's screams had become AhAh. I saw that my mother was almost exhausted, so I asked her to lie down, then aimed at her pussy and thrust again. I lowered my head and held my mother's nipples, picked up one of my mother's hands and let her knead it by herself. After a while, my mother's moaning became louder. I felt that my mother might be about to climax, so I tried harder to check my mother.

Looking down at her lower body in and out of her mother's pussy, she was extremely happy psychologically and physically.

At this time, my mother's vagina twitched, and I knew my mother was going to orgasm.

I think I might as well just use it to be...

I pulled it out, then inserted my mother's lower body, which was still dripping with her vaginal fluid, into my mother's mouth. My mother took my lower body in her mouth and licked it with her tongue.

I put my fingers into my mother's vagina and asshole, and thrust hard. My mother's vagina contracted suddenly, and her mouth was vaguely sucking my lower body. I felt that I was about to ejaculate, so I bent down and kissed my mother's vagina in a 69-style, and the lower body began to actively thrust in my mother's mouth.

My mother let me ravage her pussy and cute little mouth.

While picking my mother's anus, I asked her if she felt comfortable. My mother nodded vaguely, and I inserted my mother's mouth a few times, and then ejaculated into her mouth.

Since that day, my relationship with my mother has really escalated. She will care about me when she is together, and I will care about her... Although my care about her is very narrow, at least I have a part of the management power, such as wearing clothes.

I often ask my mother to wear a short suit skirt to go to work, so that during breaks, I can run to her office and then put my hand into her short skirt...

My father, who was dependent on me for life, finally left me. Looking at my father who had been blessed with me for fifteen years, lying quietly on the hospital bed, I held back my tears because my father told me to be independent, but when my father died, I handed me a will. When I gently spread the wrinkled paper, it said that the bank card had only 10,000 yuan in inheritance to me, and there was another phone number: it was the phone number of my mother who left my father back then.

Should I go to her place?

I fell into deep thought, because according to my father's vague memories, she seemed to have settled in a big city, and only gave her father a 1,000 yuan tuition for parenting at the beginning of each year.

I picked up my cell phone, installed the phone number on the will and dialed it. I just hung up immediately after I got it connected. I was very disappointed. Is my mother so heartless?

Five minutes later, a text message appeared on your phone: Is there anything you have to call?

I hesitated for a moment and immediately replied to the text message. While I was typing, another text message came over: I have already called the money at the beginning of the year, don’t harass me anymore!I stopped typing and pressed the dial-out button directly. The software on my phone told me that when I saw the name of the city of Shanghai, I pressed the phone again and walked out of the house.

The subsequent things were cremation, withdrawal from school, and rent out the small house now, with a monthly rent of 500 yuan. Then, like a worker, packed his luggage, brought his passbook, and arrived at the train station, bought a 500 yuan ticket and arrived in Shang* City.

After leaving the crowded platform, I looked up at the dense crowd, heading to the left or right. I didn't know that I took out my cell phone and dialed my mother's phone again. This time she didn't press it. The sound rang for a long time, but no one answered it. So I sat at the platform and waited foolishly, waiting from day to night, and dialed the phone again. The answer there was that the number you dialed was not in the service area, and the number you dialed was not in the service area... So I went to an Internet cafe as I was in my hometown and slept in it all night. The next morning, I dialed my mother's number again. The answer to me was: The number you dialed was shut down...During the few days, I almost fell into despair. Every day, I played games in the Internet cafes because my classmates were all in class, and at night I was desperate to cry on QQ. They all advised me to go back. If I don’t have it, I would live in their house, but I knew very well in my heart, can that family live for the rest of my life?

I make countless calls to my mother every day, although I know the conclusion is that the number you dialed has been shut down... Until one day, I stopped calling. I opened a web page and typed in my mother's phone number in despair. My eyes suddenly lit up and found that the phone number was actually listed. The one was a group of the phone numbers left by the second-tier star Peace Model to facilitate contact, but in reality, my mother's name was another name Xiaoli.

I was shocked. My mother could not bear the rustic spirit of a small city back then. She left my father a year after giving birth to me. Then, in anger, her father burned all her things and did not mention her what she looked like for 15 years. The only thing that proved her existence was a lonely phone number that could not be connected!

Since I am a little star, I must have Weibo. Actually, I didn’t learn anything in school, but I learned to surf the Internet. Following Weibo, I opened my mother’s Weibo, and beautiful photos were displayed in front of me. A sense of happiness filled my heart. Today, she was still filming a drama in the ** Theater. The matter she posted on Weibo was 12:15, which was 1 minute ago!

If not, I want to find her and see her!

I waited for her at the gate of ** Theater for almost 2 hours. Time passed quickly. When my mother suddenly appeared in front of me, I didn't expect that she was so young, so beautiful, and a huge sense of happiness rushed to my head. I wanted to give her a surprise. I took out my cell phone from my clothes and dialed my mother's phone. Unexpectedly, it was normal to dial. My mother paused 5 meters away from me, took out a worn and vibrating mobile phone from the small bag of Burberry that she was carrying. Her face darkened and she muttered: I called to urge for money before the time was yet to come. I knew I wouldn't have recharged it.The following action is to cut off the phone……

It was only five meters away. I watched her cut off the phone. My heart suddenly fell to the freezing point. Tears suddenly spurted out of my eyes. I didn't cry when my father passed away. At this moment, tears couldn't help but burst into my eyes. She seemed to feel my presence. She turned her head and looked at me. After pausing for a while, her delicate brows frowned slightly, and she raised her hand to hit a car.

In the following days, I followed her to the address she knew through Weibo and found out that she was actually just a mistress supported by a rich man. She lived in a famous mistress community and raised an illegitimate child for the rich man. She was 3 years younger than me and named Bobo. So I also rented a small house in the building opposite her house. The floor was facing her room, and then worked odd jobs in the convenience store downstairs of my mother. Although my mother didn't know, I knew in my heart that I was with her. Sometimes she came to buy things.I smiled at me every night after work, so every night after get off work, I would stand in front of the window of my cottage and stare at her window opposite her. However, the distance was too far, so I could only look at a figure in a daze. So I gritted my teeth and bought a high-power telescope. But whenever my mother was changing clothes, she would hurriedly pull up the curtains. Although I could almost be close to my mother through the telescope, although there was a layer of air that was almost gone in between. So I worked for almost a year until that day...