Chapter 22

As for women, there is no one who doesn’t like beauty. Naturally, I have to go to the mirror to take a look. My mother didn’t refuse. I pulled her to the full-length mirror in the bedroom and looked at the necklace in the mirror.

I stood behind her, looking at the seductive figure under the black slim skirt, with slender waist and plump buttocks. The tightly wrapped skirt had a slight sewn on my buttocks. It was the buttock groove I had galloped freely last night. Even though I had only vented in the afternoon, my cock was still slightly hard at this time.

Seeing that my mother did not refuse after two tests, my courage became much bigger. Looking at the beautiful mother in front of me who was looking in the mirror, I gently stepped forward and hugged her in my arms.

My mother didn't react very much, but just glanced at me: What are you doing?

You are so beautiful.I looked at the mother and son embracing each other in the mirror and continued: Speaking of which, have you gone out today?Why do you dress so well?Mom paused, raised her eyebrows and asked: Just wear something casually, do you have to go out?Since I haven't gone out and I'm wearing stockings on purpose, I'm naturally wearing them for me to see.

Could it be that my mother thinks that home clothes are not attractive enough to me?

Ha~ This is a huge injustice.

Looking at the flesh-colored stockings wrapped around my mother's jade feet, my cock thrust slightly, pressing against my mother's honey buttocks, and said: Of course, it's OK, but I think this outfit is more suitable for black stockings.When my mother heard this, she glanced at me with her eyes full of white eyes and spat: Little chromogen.I hugged my mother's soft body and shook it gently, and my lower body gently rubbed against the honey buttocks under the long skirt, and said coquettishly: Mom~~ I'll change it, it's really better.Mom paused and patted my hands that hugged her waist: Let me go.

oh.I was a little disappointed, but I still honestly let go of my mother in my arms.

Seeing my disappointed look on my face, my mother smiled gently, pinched my face, then walked to the closet with Pīngting's steps, lowered her head and found a pair of unopened black silk to disassemble it.

My mother looked at me with disgust and looked full of surprise. She lifted up her long skirt, grabbed the flesh-colored stockings on her waist with both hands, and slowly took them down.

Seeing the plump and fair skin appearing inch by inch from my thigh, I couldn't help swallowing.

When she took off her calves, she sat down on the bed, raised her jade feet and pulled them gently, and gently flicked the flesh-colored stockings as thin as cicada wings, separated from her mother's jade feet and drifted lightly.

My mother put the stockings on my shoulder aside. I quickly went over and picked them up and leaned closer to the tip of my nose. A trace of unknown meaning flashed in my mother's eyes and she spat softly: I don't think it's dirty either.After saying that, he ignored me and picked up his black stockings and wrapped them on his little feet.

Looking at the black stockings wrapped around my mother's white skin inch by inch, I gently felt the flesh-colored stockings that my mother had just taken off, and there was still a faint body temperature on the stockings, which was the temperature of my mother's little feet.

I put the toes of the stockings on my nose and sucked them deeply. The faint smell of sweat was sucked in by me like an aphrodisiac. The originally slightly erect penis jumped and stood up like an iron spear.

Looking at my mother's graceful figure, I kneaded the stockings with my mother's body temperature into a ball and pressed them on my face, as if I wanted to rub my mother's smell into my body.

OK, don't be like a pervert.My mother changed into stockings and interrupted my obscene behavior.

I was a pervert.I put away my stockings openly and stared at my mother with a burning gaze.

The black stockings wrapped around my mother's beautiful legs, revealing the snow-white skin, and the black slim skirt exuded an indescribable mysterious temptation.

My mother had no choice but to do anything to me, so she curled her lips and said: OK, it’s changed, and I’ll have to eat.

I want to eat you.I stepped forward and hugged my mother's delicate body, and unconsciously wanted to move up and down with my hands.

What do you want to eat?Mom ignored me.

Well~~ I'd better eat Western food.Eating Western food is indeed more convenient, quiet, and cover up a lot.

Hehe, it is really difficult for my mother to dress up in this outfit to let me eat quietly.

When my mother heard Western food, she was touched with long-lasting memories. She glanced at me with a hint of color, but she didn't say anything else.

I chose a restaurant that looked quieter, and I specially ordered a private room, which was called a private room, but in fact it was just a small compartment by the window, and it was not completely blocked.

As soon as the waiter left, my tissue fell off for some reason. There was no way, so I could only bend down to pick it up, and then I got into the tablecloth, and my mother's black silk feet suddenly came into my eyes.

The black stockings on the little feet are faintly fleshy, and they are all integrated with black high heels, exquisite and exquisite, like a treasure from heaven.

I leaned closer to my mother's feet and took a deep breath, feeling an inexplicable smell of leather refreshing.

Involuntarily, I kissed my mother's back of her stockings.

Cough~~Don't make a fuss.Mom's voice came from outside the tablecloth.

Looking at my mother's black stockings moving slightly back, how could I let it escape? I held my mother's ankle with one hand, pulled her entire stockings and calves into the tablecloth, and then buried her entire face in it, gently rubbing the delicate and silky stockings and legs.

Following my straight calf, I rubbed all the way to my ankles, and then my high heels blocked my way. Seeing this, I stuck out my tongue and gently licked the smooth bend of my feet. After my saliva wet my mother's stockings, my tongue continued to go down, tentatively inserting it between the gap between the high heels and the stockings feet.

The wet tongue wrapped around my mother's feet, and my mother couldn't help but tighten her arch, and pulled her back and calves into a black straight line, which was really beautiful.

Just as my tongue was wandering around the edge of the high heels, my mother suddenly stretched out her other foot and gently kicked off the high heels on the foot.

With a click, the high heels fell to the ground, and my mother's stockings and feet also appeared in front of me intact. The tender lotus root toes were tightly wrapped in the delicate black stockings, as hazy as fog, and as tempting as night.

Gently stroking the silk stockings and playing with them, I couldn't wait to put my mother's toes into my mouth. My saliva immediately dyed the stockings wet, and my wet tongue moved between my mother's toes, constantly invading her nerves.

I don’t know if it was itchy or what, my mother’s jade feet trembled slightly, and the toes I held kept shaking left and right, stirring gently in my mouth. At the same time, my mother’s other foot broke free from the constraints of her high heels at some point, and the soles of her feet wrapped in stockings were gently placed on my face, and the soles of her feet were gently rubbed against the tip of my nose.

Why is mom so proactive?

Did you feel it just a kiss?

I was a little puzzled, but it didn't hinder my work.

I kept sucking and licking my mother's stockings in my mouth, refusing to let go of every gap in her jade feet. I held the other foot with one hand and scratched my face and sniffed it gently. The smell of leather and body fragrance was scented, but it penetrated deep into my bones and teased my soul all the time.

Just as I was addicted to it, my mother suddenly withdrew her two jade feet and put them back on her high heels. The sound also came from outside the tablecloth: Found it?

Found it.I naturally understood what my mother meant. I wiped my mouth and came out of the tablecloth with a tissue. Sure enough, the waiter was walking towards us with a steak at this moment.

My mother's face was already full of beauty. She looked at me with her eyes, and couldn't tell whether it was anger or charming, or both.

I smacked my lips and said: It seems delicious.My mother glanced at me: Get out~ The steak sizzled on the table, and I didn't continue to make trouble. I was indeed a little hungry. With my mother's beautiful appearance, I focused on dealing with the food in front of me.

My mother ate two steaks, stared at me for a moment, and suddenly asked: Didn’t you say you can’t touch me? Why are you unruly again?Hey, why do you say, you don’t stop me, how could I be held back? If you don’t reply, you really think I’m a good boy.

Didn’t you agree?I looked innocent.

When did I agree?Mom frowned slightly, her expression was a little entangled.

Isn’t it just agreeing if you don’t object?My legs rubbed against my mother's calf again.

Mom pursed her lips when she heard this and said nothing.

I looked at my mother's expression and knew her inner entanglement. My father was not at home all year round. Now I went to live in the dormitory again. I was really lonely when I was alone at home. She must still have a desire in her heart, but she could never escape the shackles of morality and could not convince herself.

Since that's the case, I'll give her a reason.

At the same time, my feet gradually penetrated into her skirt along my mother's stockings, pressing against her vagina and began to rub.

Um~~ Mom moaned softly and quickly looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention, she turned her head and glared at me, but did not refuse my actions.

Although I couldn't see the situation under the table in the compartment, people around me could still see it. My mother felt my feet constantly teasing her vagina, and looked around nervously from time to time, for fear that someone would find something wrong.

I looked at my nervous and delicate mother flashing across my face, and said to my mother while eating steak: Mom, I want it too.

What do you want?

Use your feet to help me.I chuckled.Mom looked at me angrily: It’s in public, please calm down.

Don't you find it exciting?My feet were between my mother's legs, and I found her stamens and started rubbing and pressing.

My mother pursed her lips and looked around. Then I felt my mother climbing up my calves in high heels. The tip of her shoes was pressing against my calves in the inner test. The hard leather climbed upwards with a strange pleasure, along her thighs, and finally gently stepped on my erect cock.

The erect cock was facing the high heels of my mother. After a moment, I couldn't eat it. I took off my mother's shoes with one hand, exposed her black stockings, and placed it on my erect cock through my pants.

The soft little feet felt much more comfortable. My mother's feet pressed against my cock, her toes bent, and her toes gently stroked my glans. The soft touch and wonderful visual enjoyment made me feel a little fluttering.

Huh~~ I sighed with satisfaction, and at the same time I didn't forget my mother. My toes pressed against her warm thighs more and more forcefully, making my mother tremble all over, and her eyes became more and more delicate.

Mom, you said that there are so many people around you, can you discover us?I glanced at the people dining in the distance and asked calmly.

I found out~No~~ Mom suppressed her moans, her voice trembling a little.

Isn’t it exciting to give your son a footwork in public?My hands stroked the stockings and feet under my crotch, which were delicate and smooth, just like the wind and sand.

Mom bit her lip with her teeth, and her hair swayed gently with her trembling body. The spring water in her eyes was so beautiful: Little bastard, where did so many tricks come from?

I have many tricks and will give you enough experiences.My hands gently spread my mother's toes and gently scratched the gap between my stockings' feet with my fingertips.

Um~~~ Mom trembled gently, and her moan exuded a sweet breath like candy.

Fortunately, the seats are far away, otherwise anyone can hear the inappropriateness.

I made sure that the people around me could not see the scenery under the table, and then took off my pants and stood in the air with my hot cock holding my head upright, without any obstacles to my mother's black stockings.

The cock was pressed against my mother's jade feet, soft and silky, like silky silk. I couldn't help but hold my cock and hit my mother's soles, which made my mother scream.

What are you doing?~ Mom's voice still trembled slightly.

He also took the other foot.I gasped slightly, my heart was very hot.

My mother forgot to take a look around and saw that no one noticed this. She obediently raised her stockings and put them on my crotch. Her two black silk jade feet were put together, and she stepped on my cock to cover it, leaving only a little pubic hair vaguely exposed.

When I just took off my pants, my feet had already left my mother's vagina. At this time, I was flawless and took care of it anymore. I ate the steak with one hand and stroked my mother's two silky jade feet with the other, and my cock gently collided on my mother's feet.

My mother's vagina no longer has the invasion of me. She became much more normal. She had a frivolous smile on the corners of her eyes. While eating, she rubbed her feet gently along my thrust.

The transparent prostate fluid soon left a few crystal drops of water on my mother's black stockings, and then spread out again, penetrated into the stockings, staining on my mother's tender toes.

Is it comfortable?Little pervert.My mother bit her lip lightly, with a pretty scent on the corners of her eyes, with some unexplained charm.

A small foot left my cock and gently drew a circle on the inner side of my thighs with its toes. The itchy feeling gently scratched my nerves, making me tremble gently.

Huh~~ Comfortable.I enjoyed my mother's service and had already taken care of the delicious food on the plate. My cock rushed around my mother's feet. Although it was not as good as the pleasure of applying essential oils, the surrounding environment aggravated the stimulation in my heart.

Compared to the simple tastes I had when I was in the restaurant with my father last time, this time my footwork was so refreshing that I kept fucking my mother's stockings and feet. Even if someone passed by occasionally, I just restrained myself a little, just covered it with a pillow, and refused to let my mother's feet leave.

My mother gracefully cut the steak on the plate, put it on a piece in her rosy mouth, and at the same time she didn't forget to lick her lips. Combined with the charming eyes, she seduced me to be despised.

Mom, are you full?I asked maliciously as I watched my mother put down the knife and fork.

After eating, what?

I have a sausage, do you want to try it?My glans pressed against my mother's feet.

My mother looked at me with a angrily voice: So many people, what do you think?I smiled: I can't see it under the tablecloth.

If you are discovered, you can't be a human being.Mom refused so decisively.

It's okay, I can't find it, I'm watching.I let go of my mother's stockings and feet, put on my pants and stood up, and at the same time pulled my mother up: Let's rinse my mouth first.My mother was a little helpless, but she could only wear her shoes and I pulled her mouth to rinse her mouth. The sound of high heels hitting the floor with a crisp and pleasant sound, as if responding to my expectations.

After a simple rinse, we returned to the seat. Under my expectant gaze, my mother frowned slightly, looked around, and finally got under the table.

I hurriedly lifted up the tablecloth to cover my lower body, then took off my pants to my thighs, revealing my hot cock again.

After a while, I felt my hot cock being sucked into a soft chamber, and a strange pleasure floated. I looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this side. I gently lifted up the tablecloth, and my mother squatting under the table appeared in front of me.

My mother's bright red lips tightly held my rod, constantly stroking it back and forth between the grooves, and her soft tongue tightly wrapped around the sensitive glans, making me feel that my whole body was light and was about to go with the wind. I just rely on my mother to suck my cock and prevent me from flying away.

After sucking for a while, my mother noticed my gaze. Her beautiful eyes glared at me hard and pulled down the tablecloth. Then I felt the inner side of my thighs hurt.

Be gentle, mom~~~ I can't help but beg for mercy.

Fortunately, my mother just taught me a lesson. After a moment, she let go of my thigh flesh, held my thigh with both hands, and began to suck at my cock.

The music in the Western restaurant is melodious and gentle. I looked around and people were having dinner together in groups of three or three. Who could think of the situation under our dining table at this moment?

A vague sound of gurgling saliva came from under the tablecloth. My mother's little mouth seemed to become more familiar with my cock. The soft flesh in the cavity squeezed the cock, and the strong pleasure passed by like a tide.