Chapter 11

I went to Hong Kong to travel early this morning and took the bus to the airport. The journey was not very long and it only took about two or three hours to reach Hong Kong.

Although I was a little sleepy when I was sitting in the car at this time, the people around me kept energetic. Of course, it was my mother Qu Youbing. She is in her 40s, but because she has been paying attention to maintenance and exercise for many years, she looks particularly young. If I don’t know her, she might think that although there are no traces of baptism from her mother’s face, she always exudes a mature charm in her bones. I can’t say what it feels like, but I just feel that my mother will be the most shining star in the crowd wherever she goes.

My mother is very tall and she is usually bold in dressing. Why do you say that? Because most women choose more conservative clothes when they reach her age, and at most they only wear a dress. But my mother is different. She went out today to wear a tight black dress, revealing her swan-like pink neck and slender snow-white lotus root arms. She is an extra-tight shorts on her lower body. Although she is not like a miniskirt, she may always face the risk of exposing her bottom, but her slender and plump legs are almost all wearing thin and sexy stockings in various formats.

A thin black stocking was tightly wrapped around my mother's smooth and delicate long legs, causing my mother to sit on the chair next to me with her elegant legs. At first glance, she would mistakenly think that she was not wearing pants when she went out today. This also caused not only the driver, but also many passengers to sneak a glance at her mother's long stockings and legs, even me was no exception.

My mother is also very beautiful, with a beautiful appearance and an intrinsic integrity that can not only be as beautiful as autumn moon, but also exudes a cold and frosty spirit between her eyebrows and eyes.

The pink nose tip with a slightly upturned bridge, a charming little mouth, clear and transparent almond eyes, even if you have a cool face at all times, there are so many people who can't help but want to take a few more glances.

My mother sat beside me, concentrating and thinking about how to deal with difficult problems for a while. I supported my chin against the car window, but my eyes were occasionally glanced at my beautiful mother. I have reminded her more than once that I hope that my mother would not dress like this every time she went out, which was so eye-catching. But my mother always deafened to my advice. I also mentioned it to my father, but he seemed to think it was nothing, but he was just like others. He stared at my mother's stockings and long legs without stopping.

I actually enjoyed it, but when I saw other strangers staring at my mother's stockings with lustful eyes, I felt an indescribable jealousy in my heart.

Just yesterday, when I was cleaning my room for my mother, I saw her who had always loved to clean her. There were several pairs of different colors of pantyhose on the windowsill. At that time, I thought she was throwing it around casually and had not worn it yet, but when I held it in my hand and squeezed it, I smelled it. All the fragrance on the stockings was left with my mother's body, which made me feel very restless.

While my mother was outside and there was no one else at home except me, I secretly placed my mother's stockings in front of my nose and smelled them. The smell had a faint smell of stockings, and the strong meaty smell on my mother's beautiful legs. Although I had run to my mother's room to help her organize her clothes before, yesterday when I was holding stockings, I accidentally discovered that my mother had worn stockings that had not been washed and smelled so tempting.

I stayed in her room for an afternoon, covering every piece of stockings of every color on my nose, and the stockings rubbed against my cheeks, just like my mother's smooth little hands stroking me. I had never felt that wonderful feeling before, and there was a reaction in my crotch. I really wanted to put the stockings my mother had worn on my cock and masturbate.

As I thought about it, the car stopped steadily at the airport gate. I carried a bag of various clothes that I might need for travel. I got off the car with my mother. After passing the ticket gate, I had a long wait. I saw that we had not gotten on the plane at noon. I was sleepy at this time and wanted to lean on the pillar next to me for a while. My mother might have seen that I didn’t sleep well last night, so I touched my forehead and said, “Are you hungry? I’ll buy you something to eat.

I felt her warm little hands on my forehead and couldn't help swallowing. The tights I was wearing were actually a thin vest, revealing the snow-white shoulders and a little soft breasts. The proud and round outline on my mother's chest was very eye-catching. I nodded, and my mother didn't speak expressionlessly, and got up and walked towards the shop not far away.

I saw my mother's graceful back, wearing a pair of gray short boots, wearing sexy long black stockings that were almost transparent, twisting her slender waist and perky round buttocks slowly leaving.

When I turned around, I also noticed a few male passengers several meters away from me, staring at my mother with obsessive eyes. I felt very uncomfortable and thought that my mother's hot figure could only be appreciated by my father and I.

But after all, my eyes are growing on others, and I have no choice.

After a while, my mother brought back some grilled sausages for me to cushion my stomach first.

I picked up one and put it in my mouth. It tasted good, but I could guess the price was several times more expensive than usual.

To be honest, my family is not very bad, and it may even be said to be a little bit of money, but my parents are the kind of people who have exposed their wealth. They often teach me to be kind and friendly and not to compare with others. I know they are doing this for my own good, but they don’t need to pretend to be poor. They eat simple food every day, take the bus when they go out, and walk when they really can’t. I usually take a careful calculation and take a taxi no more than 5 times a year.

It’s not that my father and mother have no money, but they are used to being frugal in their daily lives and have low material requirements. They just need ordinary things.

I can't figure out why they both are so financially struggling.

But the only thing in my heart is that my mother is a selfish person. That's whenever I buy stockings, each of which is made of high-end materials. I have accompanied her on the street several times. The cheapest stockings are for hundreds of dollars, but my mother never blinked when she paid.

Now that I am hungry, I get a few grilled sausages for me to do things. I feel a little uncomfortable, but I don’t really blame my mother, after all, I like her.

Getting off the plane is the legendary Hong Kong. I have watched many Hong Kong dramas on TV before, and the city here feels familiar. Passersby passing by speak in Hong Kong accent, but I don’t feel too unfamiliar.

I took another local bus, and finally we arrived in front of a mansion. I stood at the door of the mansion with my mouth wide open. Wow, my mother looked at me like a country bumpkin.

But I think so, this time we came to Hong Kong for a visit was a kind invitation from a friend of my mother. I heard that my mother’s friend is rich and has a status in Hong Kong. How many of these people don’t live in villas and go out for luxury cars.

We rang the doorbell and stood at the door for a few minutes before a person hurried out. Judging from his outfit, he should be the servant of this family.

My mother briefly introduced herself to the man, and we were led into the door of the house by the man. In front of the door was a spacious yard with many potted plants and a small fish pond. However, I didn’t have enough time to take a closer look. Following my mother’s footsteps, I walked into the living room of the villa. This living room alone was as big as the whole house of my house. The decoration inside was very luxurious. I think the leather sofa would take tens of thousands to buy it.

My mother and I packed up our things and walked into the mansion. Two people came towards us. The two of us seemed to be father and son. They briefly introduced that Shui Luo was named Wang Haifu and the young man was named son Shui Luo. Both of them were the owners of this mansion. They led us to the big table downstairs, and invited us to have tea while welcoming us.

It seems that they invited my mother and I to visit Hong Kong.

My mother chatted with them while drinking tea, but I found that my son Shui Luo, who was standing beside me, kept staring at my mother's legs intentionally or unintentionally.

My mother was sitting next to him, chatting patiently with Wang Haifu beside her, without notice that her son Shui Luo was frantically scanning her elegant and plump long and plump stockings legs with her greedy eyes. I saw him staring at his mother's stockings legs with his eyes, and his hands approached his mother's beautiful legs intentionally or unintentionally, as if he wanted to touch her.

I quickly pretended to cough, and then his salty hands stopped and chatted with us in a fake manner.

There are 4 rooms for living in his house, and the living room is also very spacious, with a total area of ​​nearly 200 square meters, so it is easy to live in with my mother and I.

My son Shui Luo took me to my room, which was the guest room and was cleaned very cleanly. I dragged my luggage in.

Fold all the clothes and put them in the wardrobe.

When I came out again, I saw the sound of running water in the bathroom on one side. I looked at my son Shui Luo’s room next door and found that he was still cleaning up inside, which means that the person in the bathroom was my mother.

My mother usually doesn’t take a bath at the so-called guest’s house. She loves cleaning and is only willing to take a bath at home.

I heard the sound of water in the door, and I began to think about it again, imagining my mother naked and applying shower gel to her body. The scene of water vapor storm. Just thinking about it, I felt it was very exciting. Of course, I didn't dare to stay in front of the bathroom door too long, for fear that she would run into me when she came out, otherwise I wouldn't be able to explain why I had been standing there.

Just as I was thinking about it, the bathroom door was suddenly opened from the inside.

I turned my head and looked inward, and saw that my mother had changed into clothes and stood in front of me. Her hair was a little wet and she was slightly dripping on her face. Her mature and pretty face looked particularly attractive. She was wearing a sleeveless tight dress, gray, tightly wrapped her mother's jade body, and her concave and delicate figure showed her to the fullest.

I couldn't control it for a while and swallowed. Although my mother's chest was covered, there were two round and protruding shapes on them. Her slender waist was connected to her fat buttocks that were wider than her shoulders. My mother's lower abdomen was very flat. The hem of the skirt had just covered her thighs. It seemed that as long as she raised her legs, the hem of the skirt would slide up by itself, completely exposing her full-faced honey buttocks.

When I looked at my mother's slender legs, it seemed to be covered with a thin layer of flesh-colored stockings, which was very fleshy, just like my mother wearing nothing with bare legs.

My mother looked at me with a cold expression, and I was stunned. When I looked at my mother, I looked stunned and lustful.

My mother rolled her eyes and looked completely on me. She said in a frivolous tone: Why, my son, don’t know my mother anymore?I stared at my mother's graceful figure in a daze, unable to speak for a moment.

My mother squeezed out from me and walked towards the living room without looking back. Her butt shook under the gray dress, and her two plump and slender stockings and beautiful legs stepped out alternately. Her seductive figure was even more fascinating.

I stood stupidly for a moment, followed my mother to the sofa and sat down.

It was already evening, and the sky gradually dimmed. My mother sat on the sofa, her legs crossed on the coffee table, her feet were not wearing shoes, and her feet were shaking gently with her naked pair of stockings.

Sitting aside, I kept staring at my mother's stockings and jade feet.

The little feet wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, the toes stretched the stockings almost as thin as cicada wings, and the ten delicate toes that were as delicate as white onions were neatly arranged, and were also coated with bright red nail polish.

Yingying's jade feet are only 36 sizes, which are particularly small and exquisite. The foot surface is flat, the soles are round, the calf lines are even, and the thighs are plump and fleshy. The most charming legs are overlapped and placed. The already short and narrow skirt hem has become a piece because of my mother's sitting position. At first glance, you can vaguely see the gray triangle area under the hem of the skirt.

My mother, who was originally watching TV, suddenly glanced at me. I was so busy that I put my eyes on the TV, pretending to be watching TV seriously, and then secretly turned her eyes to see my mother.

Suddenly my mother looked at me sitting next to her.

I looked at my mother without any hesitation, and my tiny eyes swept through my mother like before.

Mom picked the corner of her mouth and said frivolously: Son, you have been watching me since just now. Am I that good-looking?My mother's voice was very seductive. She no longer had the coldness she used to be, but she was a little charming.

This is the first time I heard my mother talk to me like this, and I was a little puzzled. Then I thought that my mother is usually a lonely iceberg beauty. If she changes her previous attitude, it proves that she may want to play with her son who is not aware of the world.

I blinked and said lustfully: Mom is just beautiful, has a beautiful face and a good figure. Mainly, mainly... what is the main thing?

My mother narrowed her almond eyes slightly, and her watery eyes seemed to be flashing with a charming luster. My eyes were as bright as I swallowed and said: Mainly, Mom, you, your legs are so beautiful, and you are wearing stockings!

After saying that, he lowered his head a little embarrassedly, but his eyes were still firmly locked on his mother's stockings legs.

Mom chuckled, and a graceful curve was raised upwards. Her eyebrows and eyes were floating, and she seemed to be thinking about something in her heart. After a moment, she said infinitely: Mom's nail polish has faded a little, why don't you apply it for me?

When I heard this, I opened my mouth wide and asked with a serious expression: Really?

Mom raised one hand and covered her mouth and smiled: Yes, put the nail polish under the coffee table, do you want to try it?

I bent down from the coffee table without thinking and took out a glass cup with nail polish from the coffee table, held it in my hand, twisted the lid, and the brush inside was covered with sticky, bright red oily liquid.

I glanced at the bottle in my hand, then looked at my mother, and said a little embarrassedly: Mom, are you still wearing stockings?

Mom chuckled and narrowed her eyes, and her almond eyes made a look that was unstoppable. She said leisurely after a moment of quietness: I almost forgot, why don’t you take it off for me now.

I immediately became energetic when I heard this. In less than half a minute, I actually half bent down and climbed up from the sofa to my mother. My body was very close to my mother, and I must have smelled the tempting body fragrance emitted from my mother.

I stretched out a hand and slowly touched my mother's legs. When my fingers were about to touch my mother's beautiful legs, my mother held her legs and kicked me in the chest. She suddenly felt unstable and leaned backwards, and fell heavily on the sofa where she was sitting.

When my mother raised her legs and kicked someone, the hem of the skirt suddenly slid up a little, and I could see clearly the whole buttock wrapped in flesh-colored stockings and the extremely seductive briefs. When my mother was tilting backwards, her eyes were still staring at the white sexy lace briefs she was wearing in the stockings.

My mother took back her beautiful legs, tidied up her skirt, and pulled the hem back to its original position.

She said contemptuously: I'll give you some sweetness and you've really climbed a tree. You're so lustful at such a young age!After saying that, my mother came to glar at me. I was half lying on the sofa and rubbing my chest that was kicked, and kept wailing in my mouth.

My mother obviously stopped her strength just now, otherwise I would definitely be lifted away.

But I kept covering my chest and feeling like I couldn't breathe. The painful expression didn't seem to be pretending, but it was really uncomfortable.

My mother noticed this and hurriedly walked to me, picked up one of my arms, pressed my fingers gently on my pulse, and her brows immediately frowned.

My mother turned around and quickly used all her strength to help me into my room.

Immediately held me on the bed.At this moment, I fell into a semi-coma and suddenly disappeared.

My mother was also anxious like an ant on a hot pan, wandering around my room.

His eyes rolled, and he took out his cell phone from his handbag he had just bought for a while. He walked to the balcony and called a phone number. After waiting for a while, his mother was anxious to explain the situation to the person on the other end of the phone. She was calling a familiar authoritative expert doctor and asking how to solve this problem.

At first, the worry on my mother's face was not so obvious. Later, my mother's brows became heavier and heavier. She stamped her feet and returned to the room.

After a while, my mother walked out of her room again, looked at me lying on the bed, and then at the room she was in. The expression on her face was a little confused.

After waiting in the living room for a while, my mother stood up and entered my room door, walked to the bed with her sexy and enchanting body, and sat down.

She stared at my face for a long time, and finally seemed to have made up her mind.

My mother raised a thin arm and slowly extended her warm little hand to my belt.

Mom closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and murmured: I'm sorry, husband.

After saying that, she exerted force on her hand, and my mother pulled my pants to the knee.

When my mother opened her eyes again, she saw my cock standing straight in the air, much thicker than her husband. At first glance, it looked 20 cm long, with a huge glans, and her thick penis was covered with ferocious blue veins. The cock was dark like a utensil only available for adult men in their thirties and forties, but it grew on her son in such horror.

My mother only glanced at her and then turned her head away. At the same time, her expression became very unnatural. She was nervous and shocked. She slowly touched her jade hand forward with her feelings. Her warm fingers touched a hard and hot thing. My mother instinctively shrank her hand and murmured in her heart: Why is it so hot, still so big? Is this the legendary pure yang body?

After a while, my mother stretched out again, shook her teeth slightly, pursed her lips, and held it on the thick rod.

At this time, my mother's little face had a flush. The feeling in her palm, that shape, that size, and the bursting blue veins. Even if she didn't look at it, the feeling in her hands depicted the shape of the entire penis in her heart.