After jogging back the next morning, I went back to sleep until lunch before getting up.After dinner, my mother and I planned to go out.
Mom, it's almost time for us to go out?I glanced at the clock and asked.
Well, but wait a moment.After his mother finished speaking, she returned to her bedroom.It took a while to come out, and it seemed like I was holding clothes or something in my hand.
Try it and see if it fits well.As he said that, my mother handed me the clothes.
I opened it and saw a set of white short-sleeved shorts, which looked like a tennis uniform.
Bought it in the morning.Thinking that you didn’t seem to have a regular tennis uniform, you bought one.Go and change it to me.When my mother saw me, she looked at my clothes but didn't take action and urged me.
good.I nodded and reached my waist to take off my short sleeves that I reached.
What are you doing?What about being a hooligan?Go back to your room to change.Mom shouted softly.
oh.I nodded and went back to the room with my clothes.
When I changed it, my mother was not in the living room.Seeing that the door of her bedroom was closed, I thought I should have changed my clothes, so I stood in the living room and waited.
It took a few minutes before my mother came out of the bedroom.My mother looked up and down at me wearing a tennis uniform, nodded, and said: It's okay, it's quite fitting, it tastes a bit.
Actually, I didn’t listen to what my mother said, or I didn’t have time to deal with it.
Because my mother also changed into a tennis uniform at this time.
The upper body is short-sleeved with white and the lower body is a red pleated short skirt.
The short sleeves of tennis uniforms are relatively tighter than ordinary short sleeves, and they look like they are wearing a semi-tight clothes.
This made my mother's towering breasts more straight and fuller than when wearing other clothes, without any trace of sagging or outward expansion.
At the same time, since the clothes are tightly attached to the body, it can be seen that the things below the chest are very flat, and only the lower abdomen is slightly raised.
In addition, the lines of my mother's slender waist were outlined on the left and right sides of the clothes, and below was the wide pelvis wrapped in a red skirt, and the short skirt exposed a pair of slender and smooth legs.
If you look like a whole, this outfit really feels as perfect as God's masterpiece.
Um?What are you staring at?Still watch!My mother suddenly said seriously, afraid she noticed that I kept staring at her.
Ah, don't watch it anymore.The first time I saw my mother wearing a tennis uniform, I was amazed.I turned around, moved my greedy gaze away, and said.
Bah, you think I can't see that lustful eyes, right?If you do this again, I will dig it for you sooner or later.Mom tightened the collar of her clothes with her hands and said with an angry face.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.But it's really good-looking.I said aggrievedly.
You still said!My mother interrupted me immediately, why don’t you leave quickly!
My mother and I took a taxi to the tennis court.
I also wanted to appreciate my mother's beautiful breasts and legs from the side of the car, but she insisted on letting me take the co-pilot. In the end, I could only peek at my beautiful mother through the rearview mirror in the car.
When we arrived at the tennis court, my mother and I each took a racket and came to the court we rented.
There are more people in the entire stadium today than last time. When my mother teaches me, the balls fly to our field from time to time.
I even kind of doubted if they did it on purpose to catch up with mom.
I bought a few bottles of ice water and planned to drink it when I was tired.
Then I did a simple warm-up first.
At the same time, my mother is also doing a warm-up.
I guess, my mother should also play basketball later, so I have to perform well.
When my mother warmed up, because her top was not that long, she could see her snow-white and flat belly when she warmed up her waist. And her mother actually had a vest line, although it was not so prominent.
After the warm-up, my mother asked me to review the serve for ten minutes and constantly correct my small details during the process.
During this period, my mother would sometimes hold her hands on my wrist and arms to correct her movements.
Whenever my mother has skin kinship with me, she feels waves of intoxicating warm currents invading my body and stimulating my hormones.
It's almost done, I feel like you have basically mastered it.Mom wrapped her hands in front of her chest and said after seeing one of my serves just now.
It was taught by my mother.I smiled at my mother.
Haha, why don’t you praise yourself because you have a high understanding?My mother was amused by me.
A famous teacher produces a high disciple, but a famous teacher is ahead.I said keenly.
OK, then I will test your learning results now, your teacher.
Mom put down her hands, tied her hair up, then picked up the racket and said, "If you don't do it well, it means that my teacher is not teaching well, and she is not a famous teacher."
Ah?Mom, how do you test it?I asked with my racquet hanging on my side and scratching my head.
That is of course practice.Practice is not only the only criterion for measuring truth, but also the only criterion for measuring strength.As my mother said, she walked to the opposite side of me.
OK, in order not to let your mother down, your son will do his best.I patted the ball and said with a firm look.
I stood towards the bottom midline and posed.
At this time, my mother was half bent down opposite her body, holding her hands, and her legs were slightly bent open.
In this position, my mother's neckline opened for a certain amount of space, and her plump breasts appeared in my eyes.
Not only that, you can also see a white sports underwear wrapped in snow breasts, which can highlight the original shape of the mother's perfect breast shape.
But I have to calm down and not be disturbed by this seductive spring scenery.
I silently recited the serving steps in my mind and took corresponding actions in my body.
Adjust your breathing, observe your opponent's position, pull your right hand away, throw the ball high with your left hand up, focus your eyes on the ball, see the landing point, swing the slap hard, and hit the ball out at the fastest speed I can do.
Seeing that the landing point of the incoming ball was right beside him, my mother pulled the beat and waved it vigorously, and hit a powerful straight ball.
I saw the tennis ball landing quickly and accurately at my far corner. Although I reached the far corner at the fastest speed, the ball was too fast and I couldn't get it at all.
There is strength, but angle is a problem.Your serve is too straight, and you are simply giving the opponent a ball.Mom put her hands on her hips and said to me loudly.
knew.I responded loudly.
After several balls, I kept changing the angle of the serving, but my mother still felt very easy to pick it up. Every time I lost in just three rounds.After the whole process, I didn't get a single point.
Are you at this level?It’s better to fight Yao Nian.Mom said anxiously and angrily, "Do you have only that little strength?"Eating breasts is more powerful than you.
Then I will use all my strength!I let out a sigh and replied loudly.
My mother's words made me feel inexplicably excited.
I suddenly thought in my heart, if I fuck you, my mother, I will have much more strength than that.
Now he is fierce to me, and then he will beg for mercy.
Mom, you want to try my strength now, right? Yes, let you feel my might in advance.
Come to Ah, show your skills!Mom said encouragemently.She then returned to her playing position.
drink.
This time, I stared at my mother's white breasts, imagining that my cock was being sandwiched in the middle by them, and I wanted to use my best efforts to push the cock forward, so that the pair of snow breasts felt the most violent impact.
Ah!Mom yelled softly when she hit the ball.To me, it sounds like a gasp that naturally reacts when I am suddenly inserted into the deepest part of the body.
This ball has a very fast and powerful ball.
Even though her mother's lash touched the ball, she did not expect the ball's strength enough, so when the ball touched her lash, the ball rushed away and flew out.
What a mom, I am still very strong, right?I asked as if showing off.
Humph, it's just one time, are you so proud?With such a great effort, how many times do you think you can do it?My mother sneered, not caring about it, maybe it was deliberately stimulating me.
How many times do you need it, how many times do you have.I said as if I was roaring as I served the ball.The angle of the ball changed a little this time, and I hit a bevel, and my mother didn't even touch the ball.
Humph, come again.Mom said with a look of indulgence.
I came in several consecutive balls, some of which were hit back by my mother, but some of them were scored with my strength and speed that I was stronger than my mother.
But I have to say that I have no skills in scoring these few times.
After these battle rounds, it was like I pressing my hard big cock against my mother's vagina, and I suddenly used the greatest strength to insert it into my vagina.
But my mother pushed her hands against my waist and did not give me any chance to enter.
It was just that the gap in strength made me succeed in a few times and successfully penetrated into my mother's guide.
Even though my mother was not prepared, she could not resist the sudden and rapid insertion, and her closed mouth made a moan.
Even though she was inserted by many attacks, her mother still did not lose her mind and reacted very quickly.
Every time I just entered, my mother pushed it out before I could even reach the point of being fickle.
But even though it was only a few short times, my cock could feel that my mother's pussy was already very wet.
Such high-intensity back and forth consumed most of my physical strength and my mother, and the two sides were in a stalemate, comparable.My mother and I were gasping for breath, but we didn't admit defeat.
Look at you, you said you can't come a few times, but you still don't believe me.Mom still said strongly.My mother's forehead was covered with sweat, and her breasts were fluctuating violently due to her rapid breathing.
Mom, you are really stubborn. Look at the sweat beads on your forehead, which are much more than mine.If you do it a few more times, you will be sweating all over. Why are you fighting me with? You can only surrender obediently!
I responded unwillingly.
I adjusted my breathing as much as possible to make my voice stable and confident, and I couldn't let my mother see that I didn't have much strength either.
Haha, it’s obviously not possible, and I still have to show off my power.The more you show off your power now, the more you will fail after falling down.My mother walked to the side of the court, picked up the tennis ball, and said, "It's my turn, let's take the call!"
Hello, mom.You didn't say you had a serving game, you didn't say Ah first.I said with a smile.
Don't talk nonsense!Watch the football!My mother ignored me and served the ball directly, so I had to fight.
This is probably what my mother used to play basketball. She is really cool and is much more attractive than I am fierce.
My mother's serve is not as strong as mine, so naturally she is not as fast as she does.
But this did not affect the quality of my mother's serving at all.
My mother's serving focuses more on skills. Every time she sees the ball flying over, she clearly sees the same line, but the flight trajectory always changes when it bounces up after landing.
Several times I had a shot empty because I didn't predict the ball to land, or I barely hit it, but as soon as I hit it, I was shot to the other side very hard.
The battle between heaven and man that had not ended just now, and after feeling that the power was obviously not enough to resist, my mother chose her own initiative strategy.
My mother pushed me down, then sat on my hips, pressing my wrist with both hands, making me unable to move.
At the same time, my mother hung her wet vagina at a height of only two or three centimeters from my thick and long cock.
Whenever I try to insert my penis into my pussy, she always twists her body in advance, so that every time I push hard, she fucks into the air.
Seeing that I was powerless and lost every time, my mother showed me a proud and charming smile.
This made me more restless, but I had no way to deal with it.
All five consecutive goals were easily won by my mother.
What's the use of just using brute force?The brute force will be used up sooner or later, but the skills will be there all the time!
My mother said to me, sarcastically or ridiculously.
The sweat on my mother's forehead subsided a little, but new sweat flowed out from the neckline and was crystal clear by the light.
But there is a good news that my strength has recovered a lot after these balls.
At the same time, based on the landing points of these balls and the position, angle and speed of the racket and the ball touching when they are served, I roughly inferred the relationship between the serving action and the landing point.
When I met my mother's serve later, I don't think I would be so embarrassed to take it.
However, everyone can learn skills, but it is a matter of how much time it takes.But in terms of strength, everyone is born with different limits.This limit gap cannot be compensated by any means.
I responded.
Haha, is that?Then let's compete with your mother.It depends on whether the technical level is more important or the suppression of force can determine success or failure.Mom responded disdainfully.
Immediately, my mother started serving again.I was focused on every detail of my mother's serving movement, tightening my nerves all over my body, ready to make moves at any time.
The corners of my mouth raised slightly, and it was a low ball from a distance!
The moment I saw my mother's racket touch the ball, I made such a prediction.
His feet immediately ran towards the far corner.
During the running process, he pulled the racket open. When the ball came, he slapped it straight and the ball quickly landed to the far corner of the opposite side.
What!
My mother was shocked and didn't have time to run to the far point to catch the ball.
She certainly wouldn't have thought that I not only accurately predicted the position of the ball, but also found her position to land and make a beautiful and powerful counterattack.
Offense and defense are always in a flash.
My mother thought she kept shaking her waist, shaking her plump buttocks, and holding my hand, I would have no choice but to deal with her.
Little did I know that when my mother proudly smiled at me, I saw through her thoughts and routines.
When my mother moves her waist the next time she moves, I know where she is going and how much she is going.
So I moved my butt and waited, and saw the opportunity. When my mother moved her butt over, I gathered all the empty strength just now, concentrated it on my waist, and pushed it up violently.
The glans successfully rushed open my mother's two pink and slippery labia. When I stretched out the narrow vaginal opening, I heard a "puff" sound. The love juice hidden in the guide seemed to be frightened and poured out and sprayed on my glans and penis, transparent and lubricating.
At this moment, my mother moaned without time to react.
My glans did not stop advancing because of this short victory, and continued to attack into the vagina.
The huge glans hit the head and smoothly rushed through the tight vagina with the filling of vaginal fluid in her mother's vagina until it touched the mouth of the uterus.
Before the vagina, which was angrily swept away by the big glans, had time to contract, it was filled with the erect, thick penis that arrived later.
This force hit hard, causing my mother's sacrum and I to be hit hard by each other.
Ah…!This unexpectedly powerful attack made the mother, who was still proud, look down and moaned loudly.
I wanted to take this opportunity to free my hands from my mother's palm, but I didn't expect that by attacking me like this, my mother not only did not lose her mind, but instead grabbed my hands tighter.
How could it be... Mom looked at me with a frown, then tried to lift her butt to escape from my big cock, you go out!
But how could I let my mother escape easily?
When my mother raised her buttocks upwards, my cock first pretended to pull outwards, but in fact, when the thickest part of the glans passed through the vaginal opening, I inserted it upwards more violently.
My mother obviously didn't expect that I wouldn't listen to her, nor did she expect that I still had such great strength, and I was fucked so hard that I lost my strength for a moment, causing my butt to sink, completely swallowing my entire big cock into my mother's vagina.
Um... Mom held back and didn't pant, and was still trying to escape my claws.
Mom, now do you believe that strength is more important than technology?
I lowered my voice and said softly, while my cock accelerated the frequency of fucking and increased the amplitude of thrusting.
Every time I thrust, I could hear the sound of sagging and the sound of water that sounded like puffs in my mother's ears repeatedly and alternately.
On the court, my mother had already scored five points in a row.
I believe you... um... damn!My mother swung her body more and more, and she almost separated my cock from her body several times.
My mother's several counterattacks were very beautiful, and she always looked for the landing point where I was not easy to hit and fought back.
But how could I do what my mother wished?But I, who is not as skilled as my mother, can only deal with my mother's skills with greater strength.And I must completely defeat my mother's resistance before I run out of strength.
My mother and I played this ball for more than a dozen rounds.
We didn't give in and we all understood that this was a goal that would determine the outcome and no one wanted to lose.
Every time I swung my best, almost overdraftingly running back and forth on the court.
My mother was very troublesome by my lack of skilled ball return.
Because I am not a professional player, the landing point of my return is very difficult for my mother to master.
Even if a mother has a good technical level, it is difficult for her to play a role in full.
Therefore, my mother was led by me and ran back and forth in the front, back, left and right half.
With such a large running, and wearing sports underwear, two big meat balls kept shaking up and down, which was very eye-catching.
This is also the last resistance I tried my best to resist. I must not lose!
My mother's face was covered in sweat at this time, and the front of her clothes was soaked. The outline of the white sports underwear was clearly visible, and the snow-white breasts that were not wrapped in the underwear were looming.
My mother's body was constantly swaying and I fucked her quickly and violently, causing her big white breasts to sway unrestrainedly, with no rules to say.
I tried hard to get rid of my bound hands and wanted to hold these pairs of snow-white breasts and experience the feel.
But my mother would rather let my pussy get violently thrust into her vagina than let go of her hands.
The desire from both hands that has nowhere to be released is all transformed into the desire for penis.
The penis thrust into my mother's pussy faster, and every time it hit the heart of the flower.
The vaginal fluid in my mother's pussy became more and more, and it all flowed onto my balls.
The plump buttocks were quickly and continuously impacted by the penis, causing waves of buttocks.
Give me...Ah...go out...well... Mom closed her eyes, her face flushed, and her body swayed even more violently.
My mother's thought of not wanting to be fucked by me did not fade or shake at all.
This is my mother struggling with all her last strength. I have to withstand it. Mom will be mine!
Ah!Suddenly, my mother fell down during a run to catch the ball.
Mom, it's almost time for us to go out?I glanced at the clock and asked.
Well, but wait a moment.After his mother finished speaking, she returned to her bedroom.It took a while to come out, and it seemed like I was holding clothes or something in my hand.
Try it and see if it fits well.As he said that, my mother handed me the clothes.
I opened it and saw a set of white short-sleeved shorts, which looked like a tennis uniform.
Bought it in the morning.Thinking that you didn’t seem to have a regular tennis uniform, you bought one.Go and change it to me.When my mother saw me, she looked at my clothes but didn't take action and urged me.
good.I nodded and reached my waist to take off my short sleeves that I reached.
What are you doing?What about being a hooligan?Go back to your room to change.Mom shouted softly.
oh.I nodded and went back to the room with my clothes.
When I changed it, my mother was not in the living room.Seeing that the door of her bedroom was closed, I thought I should have changed my clothes, so I stood in the living room and waited.
It took a few minutes before my mother came out of the bedroom.My mother looked up and down at me wearing a tennis uniform, nodded, and said: It's okay, it's quite fitting, it tastes a bit.
Actually, I didn’t listen to what my mother said, or I didn’t have time to deal with it.
Because my mother also changed into a tennis uniform at this time.
The upper body is short-sleeved with white and the lower body is a red pleated short skirt.
The short sleeves of tennis uniforms are relatively tighter than ordinary short sleeves, and they look like they are wearing a semi-tight clothes.
This made my mother's towering breasts more straight and fuller than when wearing other clothes, without any trace of sagging or outward expansion.
At the same time, since the clothes are tightly attached to the body, it can be seen that the things below the chest are very flat, and only the lower abdomen is slightly raised.
In addition, the lines of my mother's slender waist were outlined on the left and right sides of the clothes, and below was the wide pelvis wrapped in a red skirt, and the short skirt exposed a pair of slender and smooth legs.
If you look like a whole, this outfit really feels as perfect as God's masterpiece.
Um?What are you staring at?Still watch!My mother suddenly said seriously, afraid she noticed that I kept staring at her.
Ah, don't watch it anymore.The first time I saw my mother wearing a tennis uniform, I was amazed.I turned around, moved my greedy gaze away, and said.
Bah, you think I can't see that lustful eyes, right?If you do this again, I will dig it for you sooner or later.Mom tightened the collar of her clothes with her hands and said with an angry face.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.But it's really good-looking.I said aggrievedly.
You still said!My mother interrupted me immediately, why don’t you leave quickly!
My mother and I took a taxi to the tennis court.
I also wanted to appreciate my mother's beautiful breasts and legs from the side of the car, but she insisted on letting me take the co-pilot. In the end, I could only peek at my beautiful mother through the rearview mirror in the car.
When we arrived at the tennis court, my mother and I each took a racket and came to the court we rented.
There are more people in the entire stadium today than last time. When my mother teaches me, the balls fly to our field from time to time.
I even kind of doubted if they did it on purpose to catch up with mom.
I bought a few bottles of ice water and planned to drink it when I was tired.
Then I did a simple warm-up first.
At the same time, my mother is also doing a warm-up.
I guess, my mother should also play basketball later, so I have to perform well.
When my mother warmed up, because her top was not that long, she could see her snow-white and flat belly when she warmed up her waist. And her mother actually had a vest line, although it was not so prominent.
After the warm-up, my mother asked me to review the serve for ten minutes and constantly correct my small details during the process.
During this period, my mother would sometimes hold her hands on my wrist and arms to correct her movements.
Whenever my mother has skin kinship with me, she feels waves of intoxicating warm currents invading my body and stimulating my hormones.
It's almost done, I feel like you have basically mastered it.Mom wrapped her hands in front of her chest and said after seeing one of my serves just now.
It was taught by my mother.I smiled at my mother.
Haha, why don’t you praise yourself because you have a high understanding?My mother was amused by me.
A famous teacher produces a high disciple, but a famous teacher is ahead.I said keenly.
OK, then I will test your learning results now, your teacher.
Mom put down her hands, tied her hair up, then picked up the racket and said, "If you don't do it well, it means that my teacher is not teaching well, and she is not a famous teacher."
Ah?Mom, how do you test it?I asked with my racquet hanging on my side and scratching my head.
That is of course practice.Practice is not only the only criterion for measuring truth, but also the only criterion for measuring strength.As my mother said, she walked to the opposite side of me.
OK, in order not to let your mother down, your son will do his best.I patted the ball and said with a firm look.
I stood towards the bottom midline and posed.
At this time, my mother was half bent down opposite her body, holding her hands, and her legs were slightly bent open.
In this position, my mother's neckline opened for a certain amount of space, and her plump breasts appeared in my eyes.
Not only that, you can also see a white sports underwear wrapped in snow breasts, which can highlight the original shape of the mother's perfect breast shape.
But I have to calm down and not be disturbed by this seductive spring scenery.
I silently recited the serving steps in my mind and took corresponding actions in my body.
Adjust your breathing, observe your opponent's position, pull your right hand away, throw the ball high with your left hand up, focus your eyes on the ball, see the landing point, swing the slap hard, and hit the ball out at the fastest speed I can do.
Seeing that the landing point of the incoming ball was right beside him, my mother pulled the beat and waved it vigorously, and hit a powerful straight ball.
I saw the tennis ball landing quickly and accurately at my far corner. Although I reached the far corner at the fastest speed, the ball was too fast and I couldn't get it at all.
There is strength, but angle is a problem.Your serve is too straight, and you are simply giving the opponent a ball.Mom put her hands on her hips and said to me loudly.
knew.I responded loudly.
After several balls, I kept changing the angle of the serving, but my mother still felt very easy to pick it up. Every time I lost in just three rounds.After the whole process, I didn't get a single point.
Are you at this level?It’s better to fight Yao Nian.Mom said anxiously and angrily, "Do you have only that little strength?"Eating breasts is more powerful than you.
Then I will use all my strength!I let out a sigh and replied loudly.
My mother's words made me feel inexplicably excited.
I suddenly thought in my heart, if I fuck you, my mother, I will have much more strength than that.
Now he is fierce to me, and then he will beg for mercy.
Mom, you want to try my strength now, right? Yes, let you feel my might in advance.
Come to Ah, show your skills!Mom said encouragemently.She then returned to her playing position.
drink.
This time, I stared at my mother's white breasts, imagining that my cock was being sandwiched in the middle by them, and I wanted to use my best efforts to push the cock forward, so that the pair of snow breasts felt the most violent impact.
Ah!Mom yelled softly when she hit the ball.To me, it sounds like a gasp that naturally reacts when I am suddenly inserted into the deepest part of the body.
This ball has a very fast and powerful ball.
Even though her mother's lash touched the ball, she did not expect the ball's strength enough, so when the ball touched her lash, the ball rushed away and flew out.
What a mom, I am still very strong, right?I asked as if showing off.
Humph, it's just one time, are you so proud?With such a great effort, how many times do you think you can do it?My mother sneered, not caring about it, maybe it was deliberately stimulating me.
How many times do you need it, how many times do you have.I said as if I was roaring as I served the ball.The angle of the ball changed a little this time, and I hit a bevel, and my mother didn't even touch the ball.
Humph, come again.Mom said with a look of indulgence.
I came in several consecutive balls, some of which were hit back by my mother, but some of them were scored with my strength and speed that I was stronger than my mother.
But I have to say that I have no skills in scoring these few times.
After these battle rounds, it was like I pressing my hard big cock against my mother's vagina, and I suddenly used the greatest strength to insert it into my vagina.
But my mother pushed her hands against my waist and did not give me any chance to enter.
It was just that the gap in strength made me succeed in a few times and successfully penetrated into my mother's guide.
Even though my mother was not prepared, she could not resist the sudden and rapid insertion, and her closed mouth made a moan.
Even though she was inserted by many attacks, her mother still did not lose her mind and reacted very quickly.
Every time I just entered, my mother pushed it out before I could even reach the point of being fickle.
But even though it was only a few short times, my cock could feel that my mother's pussy was already very wet.
Such high-intensity back and forth consumed most of my physical strength and my mother, and the two sides were in a stalemate, comparable.My mother and I were gasping for breath, but we didn't admit defeat.
Look at you, you said you can't come a few times, but you still don't believe me.Mom still said strongly.My mother's forehead was covered with sweat, and her breasts were fluctuating violently due to her rapid breathing.
Mom, you are really stubborn. Look at the sweat beads on your forehead, which are much more than mine.If you do it a few more times, you will be sweating all over. Why are you fighting me with? You can only surrender obediently!
I responded unwillingly.
I adjusted my breathing as much as possible to make my voice stable and confident, and I couldn't let my mother see that I didn't have much strength either.
Haha, it’s obviously not possible, and I still have to show off my power.The more you show off your power now, the more you will fail after falling down.My mother walked to the side of the court, picked up the tennis ball, and said, "It's my turn, let's take the call!"
Hello, mom.You didn't say you had a serving game, you didn't say Ah first.I said with a smile.
Don't talk nonsense!Watch the football!My mother ignored me and served the ball directly, so I had to fight.
This is probably what my mother used to play basketball. She is really cool and is much more attractive than I am fierce.
My mother's serve is not as strong as mine, so naturally she is not as fast as she does.
But this did not affect the quality of my mother's serving at all.
My mother's serving focuses more on skills. Every time she sees the ball flying over, she clearly sees the same line, but the flight trajectory always changes when it bounces up after landing.
Several times I had a shot empty because I didn't predict the ball to land, or I barely hit it, but as soon as I hit it, I was shot to the other side very hard.
The battle between heaven and man that had not ended just now, and after feeling that the power was obviously not enough to resist, my mother chose her own initiative strategy.
My mother pushed me down, then sat on my hips, pressing my wrist with both hands, making me unable to move.
At the same time, my mother hung her wet vagina at a height of only two or three centimeters from my thick and long cock.
Whenever I try to insert my penis into my pussy, she always twists her body in advance, so that every time I push hard, she fucks into the air.
Seeing that I was powerless and lost every time, my mother showed me a proud and charming smile.
This made me more restless, but I had no way to deal with it.
All five consecutive goals were easily won by my mother.
What's the use of just using brute force?The brute force will be used up sooner or later, but the skills will be there all the time!
My mother said to me, sarcastically or ridiculously.
The sweat on my mother's forehead subsided a little, but new sweat flowed out from the neckline and was crystal clear by the light.
But there is a good news that my strength has recovered a lot after these balls.
At the same time, based on the landing points of these balls and the position, angle and speed of the racket and the ball touching when they are served, I roughly inferred the relationship between the serving action and the landing point.
When I met my mother's serve later, I don't think I would be so embarrassed to take it.
However, everyone can learn skills, but it is a matter of how much time it takes.But in terms of strength, everyone is born with different limits.This limit gap cannot be compensated by any means.
I responded.
Haha, is that?Then let's compete with your mother.It depends on whether the technical level is more important or the suppression of force can determine success or failure.Mom responded disdainfully.
Immediately, my mother started serving again.I was focused on every detail of my mother's serving movement, tightening my nerves all over my body, ready to make moves at any time.
The corners of my mouth raised slightly, and it was a low ball from a distance!
The moment I saw my mother's racket touch the ball, I made such a prediction.
His feet immediately ran towards the far corner.
During the running process, he pulled the racket open. When the ball came, he slapped it straight and the ball quickly landed to the far corner of the opposite side.
What!
My mother was shocked and didn't have time to run to the far point to catch the ball.
She certainly wouldn't have thought that I not only accurately predicted the position of the ball, but also found her position to land and make a beautiful and powerful counterattack.
Offense and defense are always in a flash.
My mother thought she kept shaking her waist, shaking her plump buttocks, and holding my hand, I would have no choice but to deal with her.
Little did I know that when my mother proudly smiled at me, I saw through her thoughts and routines.
When my mother moves her waist the next time she moves, I know where she is going and how much she is going.
So I moved my butt and waited, and saw the opportunity. When my mother moved her butt over, I gathered all the empty strength just now, concentrated it on my waist, and pushed it up violently.
The glans successfully rushed open my mother's two pink and slippery labia. When I stretched out the narrow vaginal opening, I heard a "puff" sound. The love juice hidden in the guide seemed to be frightened and poured out and sprayed on my glans and penis, transparent and lubricating.
At this moment, my mother moaned without time to react.
My glans did not stop advancing because of this short victory, and continued to attack into the vagina.
The huge glans hit the head and smoothly rushed through the tight vagina with the filling of vaginal fluid in her mother's vagina until it touched the mouth of the uterus.
Before the vagina, which was angrily swept away by the big glans, had time to contract, it was filled with the erect, thick penis that arrived later.
This force hit hard, causing my mother's sacrum and I to be hit hard by each other.
Ah…!This unexpectedly powerful attack made the mother, who was still proud, look down and moaned loudly.
I wanted to take this opportunity to free my hands from my mother's palm, but I didn't expect that by attacking me like this, my mother not only did not lose her mind, but instead grabbed my hands tighter.
How could it be... Mom looked at me with a frown, then tried to lift her butt to escape from my big cock, you go out!
But how could I let my mother escape easily?
When my mother raised her buttocks upwards, my cock first pretended to pull outwards, but in fact, when the thickest part of the glans passed through the vaginal opening, I inserted it upwards more violently.
My mother obviously didn't expect that I wouldn't listen to her, nor did she expect that I still had such great strength, and I was fucked so hard that I lost my strength for a moment, causing my butt to sink, completely swallowing my entire big cock into my mother's vagina.
Um... Mom held back and didn't pant, and was still trying to escape my claws.
Mom, now do you believe that strength is more important than technology?
I lowered my voice and said softly, while my cock accelerated the frequency of fucking and increased the amplitude of thrusting.
Every time I thrust, I could hear the sound of sagging and the sound of water that sounded like puffs in my mother's ears repeatedly and alternately.
On the court, my mother had already scored five points in a row.
I believe you... um... damn!My mother swung her body more and more, and she almost separated my cock from her body several times.
My mother's several counterattacks were very beautiful, and she always looked for the landing point where I was not easy to hit and fought back.
But how could I do what my mother wished?But I, who is not as skilled as my mother, can only deal with my mother's skills with greater strength.And I must completely defeat my mother's resistance before I run out of strength.
My mother and I played this ball for more than a dozen rounds.
We didn't give in and we all understood that this was a goal that would determine the outcome and no one wanted to lose.
Every time I swung my best, almost overdraftingly running back and forth on the court.
My mother was very troublesome by my lack of skilled ball return.
Because I am not a professional player, the landing point of my return is very difficult for my mother to master.
Even if a mother has a good technical level, it is difficult for her to play a role in full.
Therefore, my mother was led by me and ran back and forth in the front, back, left and right half.
With such a large running, and wearing sports underwear, two big meat balls kept shaking up and down, which was very eye-catching.
This is also the last resistance I tried my best to resist. I must not lose!
My mother's face was covered in sweat at this time, and the front of her clothes was soaked. The outline of the white sports underwear was clearly visible, and the snow-white breasts that were not wrapped in the underwear were looming.
My mother's body was constantly swaying and I fucked her quickly and violently, causing her big white breasts to sway unrestrainedly, with no rules to say.
I tried hard to get rid of my bound hands and wanted to hold these pairs of snow-white breasts and experience the feel.
But my mother would rather let my pussy get violently thrust into her vagina than let go of her hands.
The desire from both hands that has nowhere to be released is all transformed into the desire for penis.
The penis thrust into my mother's pussy faster, and every time it hit the heart of the flower.
The vaginal fluid in my mother's pussy became more and more, and it all flowed onto my balls.
The plump buttocks were quickly and continuously impacted by the penis, causing waves of buttocks.
Give me...Ah...go out...well... Mom closed her eyes, her face flushed, and her body swayed even more violently.
My mother's thought of not wanting to be fucked by me did not fade or shake at all.
This is my mother struggling with all her last strength. I have to withstand it. Mom will be mine!
Ah!Suddenly, my mother fell down during a run to catch the ball.
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