Chapter 24: Showing Tianlun’s old injury in a taxi is causing the passing

What's wrong!I immediately woke up, dropped the racket, ran to my mother, leaned down, put my hands on my mother's shoulders, and slowly helped her sit up.

It hurts... Mom frowned and touched the ankle of her right foot with her hand.

When I saw that there was a small piece of swollen there.I quickly picked up the ice water I bought just now, slowly raised my mother's injured foot with one hand, and pasted the ice water on it.

Um... Mom held back the pain and didn't shout it out.

Sorry, mom.I lowered my head and said apologetically.

Is there anything I'm sorry for, and I don't blame you.

Because of the pain, my mother paused a little. It was because she hadn't played basketball for too long and she was a little unfamiliar.Hiss... Some technical movements were deformed and twisted without paying attention.

I nodded, not knowing how to respond.

But I know that my heart hurts very much now and I blame myself.

If I hadn't been too strong and wanted to win too much, and if I wasn't so fierce, my mother wouldn't have twisted her feet like this.

Mom, don’t move, let this foot do this first, I will support you.

My mother was just about to move her feet away from my hands, but I stopped her.

Although my mother's legs are very good and the touch is particularly slippery, I really don't care about these things now. I just hope that my mother's feet are not seriously injured.

But my eyes cannot be separated from my mother's slender and fair legs.

I think even if my mother wears stockings, she may not look as good as her naked legs now.

My eyes went up from my ankles, looking at my calves, and then at my thighs.

Finally, I found that my mother's foot was lifted up by me, and the pleats of her short skirt were pushed up.

Then, even though my mother still tried to hold her legs together, there was still a gap, although it was very narrow.

My mother has some muscles at the base of her thighs, which looks very beautiful.

There is no extra fat on the inner side of the thigh, which makes the mother's triangle appear more prominent and more beautiful.

From this gap, my mother was wearing a pair of black cotton underwear.

Although it is not lace, for me, who saw my mother wearing underwear for the first time, this impact cannot be underestimated.

My cock that had just been softened due to frightening became hard again, and I pushed my mother's calves through my underwear and shorts.

I'm not sure if my mother noticed it, but from the expression, it shouldn't be there, and my body did not resist at all.

Maybe it's because the ankle is so painful that the feeling of being touched in other parts is easily overlooked.

My mother's black underwear completely wrapped around her mysterious triangle area, but a few unwilling pubic hairs were exposed from the edges of her underwear.

Will my mother’s pubic hair be very dense?

I couldn't help but guess.

Continue down along the triangle area, and it is the most sacred part.

The black underwear wrapped it very tightly without revealing a trace of it.

But according to the raised shape and outline shown after wrapping the underwear, my mother's cherry lips and mons pubis must be the more plump.

I heard that the fatter the labia, the stronger the sexual desire, I wonder if my mother is the same?

What are you looking at!When I wanted to see more, my mother angrily said.

Ah, nothing.I quickly turned my face away.

Seeing that I feel so painful, you still want to anger me!Mom said unhappily.

Mom, I'll rub it for you.I don't want you to hurt.I whispered as if I had made a mistake.

Just knead it well and don't do anything extra.Mom's tone was softer.

Yes, I know.Seeing that my mother didn't pursue the matter, I felt a little relieved.But in order not to anger my mother again, I no longer looked at my mother's underwear.Instead, he carefully rubbed his mother's ankles.

Um... well... be gentle.Mom said softly.

It was estimated that more than ten minutes before my mother's pain was relieved.

It doesn't hurt anymore, please help me up.Mom sat upright and said to me.

good.I agreed, grabbed my mother's wrist and arm in one of her hands and tried to help her get up.

Ah!My mother screamed in pain when she was about to stand up with force on her right foot.

Mom, you can't do this.This ankle can't be used force at all.I gently placed my mother on the ground and said with a slightly commanding tone.

What should I do?You can't sit here all the time, right?Mom sighed, shook her head, and said with some annoyance, I am really not up to my best.

No, mom, what are you talking nonsense?I quickly interrupted my mother and comforted her, "It's okay, mom, I will take you back."

you?How to bring Ah?Mom looked at me in confusion.

I took a small stool from the sidelines and helped my mother sit down.My mother still looked at me with confusion.

Come on, mom, I will carry you.I turned my back and squatted down.

this.Mom was speechless for a moment.

Come on, come on, I can carry it.I said softly.

Well... Mom agreed gently.

My mother put her hands on my shoulders and her soft and plump snow breasts were pressed on my back.

I crossed my mother's hands around my neck and asked her to grab them.

My hands were touching my mother's thighs, and I lifted them up hard, spreading my mother's legs on both sides of me.

Mom hurriedly.I bent my body slightly so that my mother could lie on me without any effort so that she could feel more comfortable.

Um.Mom agreed very lightly.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly something was touching behind my ear, and my mother leaned on her side.

When I walked out of the court with my mother on my back, my mother's two big meat balls were tightly pressed against her back through her clothes.

When I was about to go out, there was a mirror next to me. When I passed by it, I saw what my mother's chest was against me.

After seeing this, I had to admire how full my mother's breasts were.

Even if they were pressed together without any gaps, my mother's breasts were not flattened much, and she basically maintained her original breasts, and no pressed breasts were seen on both sides of her body.

But I actually felt the large area of ​​contact from my back, which shows that while keeping it full, this pair of snow milk is extremely elastic.

Whenever I walk around, I can feel the changes in the squeezing of snow milk on my back.

Moreover, maybe because the sports underwear is not too thick, I can feel my mother's two nipples on her snow breasts pressing against my back.

I couldn't help but wonder, if it weren't for me to pass through my clothes, what would it feel like?

Mom leaned her head on my shoulder.

I could feel soft and smooth even through her short sleeves.

The air that my mother blew from her red lips as she breathed floated onto my neck, hot.

It was as seductive as if exhaling into my mouth, which made me feel unbearable and my dick reacted again, but fortunately my mother would not notice her condition.

I took a taxi with my mother on my back, slowly placed my mother in the back seat, and then closed the door and prepared for the passenger seat in front.

A bad writer!Mom suddenly spat.

Ah?What's wrong?I turned around and showed a confused expression.

snort!My mother didn't say anything, just frowned, then kept her hands on her chest and stopped looking at me.

Ah, AhAh.I suddenly realized, and immediately went around the other side, opened the car door, and sat next to my mother.

Heartless.Mom turned her face sideways, looked out the window, and spat.

Oh, mom, you misunderstood.I was going to take a walk here in a circle.I said closer.

Hoho, man's mouth.Mom sneered, still not looking at me.

I was silent for a moment.Then, I bent down, touched my mother's calf with both hands, and slowly lifted my mother's injured right foot.

Hey, what are you doing!Mom said a little surprised, while gently patting my back with her jade hand.

I didn't care about my mother's movements, and did not respond, and continued my actions.

I took off my mother's sneakers with my right hand, revealing my mother's jade feet wrapped in white boat socks.

I put my hands on the soles of my mother's feet and held them for her so that I would not use any force on my entire ankle.

Xiaohao, please let go of Ah.What is this for?Regardless of the driver in front of me, my mother said anxiously.

Mom, your ankle will not hurt like this, right?Instead of answering my mother's question directly, I bent down and maintained this posture.

It doesn’t hurt, I don’t hurt, how can you get up?Mom's tone suddenly became softer, you are so tired.

I'm not tired.

I turned my head and shook my head with a smile and said, "It's so swollen, how could it not hurt?"I haven't seen your son before.

My mother's right ankle was nearly twice as big as her left ankle.

But what does this look like?Mom stopped slapping my back and said softly.

What does it matter.Although it was okay, my waist was a little sore.

Your son is so considerate.

The female driver smiled and sounded a little envious.

She looks over forty, her voice is relatively rough, her Mandarin is not standard, and her appearance and figure are incomparable to her mother.

Where.Mom replied.

Sister Ah, you are in a blessing and don’t know how to be blessed.My son is older than yours and has never cared about me, alright.The female master's tone included envy and disappointment.

Mom just chuckled softly and didn't respond much.

When I got off the bus, I got off the bus and came to my mother's side, and then carried her back.

Hiss... It was estimated that for twenty minutes just now, my waist was kept bent greatly, which caused a sensation of soreness when I suddenly got up and bent again, and I made a sound subconsciously.

What's wrong?Mom asked gently leaning against my shoulder.

Nothing.I smiled.

It must be because my waist is sore, so I will pretend for me.Mom said angrily.

How is that possible.I haven't had anything to do when I've played tennis for so long, how could I be sore when I bent down?I shook my head and refused to admit it.

Just be stubborn.Mom complained.

Are you the same?I muttered very quietly.

What did you say?Mom asked with her head off my shoulders as she raised her voice.

Nothing said.Of course I couldn't admit it, and responded casually, "I said, what do you say is."Who made you my mom?

You also know that I am your mom?I thought you didn't know, you were going to fly to the sky.Mom said coldly.

Didn’t you say that I hope I can soar into the sky?Besides, who is the mother who doesn’t want her son to soar into the sky.I said with the flow.

You play word games for me, right?Is the Feitian I'm talking about?Mom patted my head gently.

Then you didn't say which flying space it was.I answered with confidence.

You try talking back?Mom lowered her voice.

Don't dare or dare.I shook my head quickly.

My mother and I just joked and got into the elevator and soon arrived home.After opening the door, I took off my shoes, put my mother on the sofa and leaned against hers, and took off her shoes.

It's already six o'clock, but the meal hasn't been cooked yet.My mother couldn't cook like this, she had to go there herself, even though I was sticky.

Mom, I'll go cook first.I turned on the fan and blew it at my mother and said.

Well, thank you for your hard work.Mom responded softly.

I put two stools that are about the same height as the sofa and against the sofa.

Mom, I have made two stools for you. If you feel uncomfortable like this, you can move your feet to the stool, which will be better.I took off my mother's socks.

Mom nodded, closed her eyes, and said nothing.

I simply made two dishes from the vegetables my mother bought in the morning, and it took me half an hour.Then, I took a large basin, filled it with water, and put it in the freezer in the refrigerator. At that time, I could give my mother a freezer.

When I finished my meal and came out of the kitchen and returned to the living room, I shouted: Mom, it’s time to eat.

The result was not responded.

I turned my head and looked at the sofa. It turned out that my mother was asleep and her right foot was on the stool.

I don't plan to wake up my mother, I guess she's already very tired.

I walked to the balcony and put away my morning clothes, including my mother's black bra and purple underwear.

When I was about to move my clothes into the room, my mother woke up.

Um?Wenhao, what are you doing?Mom sat up and asked in a somewhat lazy voice.

I'm collecting my clothes.

oh.Why did I fall asleep?Mom shook her head and tried to make herself more awake.

Maybe it's too tired.I put the clothes on the sofa first, and then went to serve my mother a bowl of rice.

Probably so.Mom rubbed her temples.

Let's have a meal, mom.I helped my mother up from the sofa and walked slowly to the dining table to sit down.

He acted like a cripple.Mom said very unhappy.

It's okay, it's not that it won't be good.I comforted me while eating.

I could have continued playing.Mom suddenly said.

Um?I didn't realize what my mother meant.

I could have been in the national team at that time.My mother's eyes fell on the glass door of the kitchen behind me and said in a daze, but during the provincial team selection competition, I twisted my feet.

Shouldn't it?I seemed to understand what my mother wanted to express.

Well, that's right, the right ankle that I twisted at that time.It was very serious at that time, and I couldn't touch the ground for a week.It is also because of this that I missed the follow-up schedule for the trials.

My mother's eyes blinked slowly, and then I resumed training and twisted it again.At this point, this ankle is my old injury.Half a year later, I retired because of it.

Mom's tone was a little low at the end of her speech.

No wonder a sprain that is more common in my mother is so serious. It turns out that it is a recurrence of an old injury.

But my mother is still a very good tennis player.I nodded and praised.

I'm very happy today.My mother showed a satisfied smile, and she couldn't remember how long she had been holding the shot again, and how she felt like she was running on the court.Really, awesome!

Then we will play basketball often in the future.I looked forward and suggested.

But my feet.My mother lowered her head slightly after hearing what I said.

Let's go and fight when your feet are ready.My mother is not a woman who bows her head to her feet!I clenched my fists and encouraged my mother.

Oh.Mom smiled, but soon put away her smile and said: I think you, Ah, are you trying to sprain my ankle again? Do you think I'm ugly?

If there is no next time.If you really want to sprain your ankle, come to my feet!I said without a break.

Pooh!Said something stupid.Mom said unhappily.