Chapter 27 Press Mom's Feet

At around nine o'clock in the evening, my aunt and I sat on the sofa and held her arm. The two of us were close together. My aunt had a relaxed and happy look on her face and told me about her mother's previous daily life!Although I really wanted to pull out my aunt's little feet under my buttocks and hold them in my arms and rub them, I still didn't make any moves in my hands.Now that my mother will come back anytime and anywhere, she still needs to be vigilant and be careful first.

Just as I was talking about my mother's funny and funny story when she was in elementary school, I suddenly heard the sound of the key inserted into the door. With a click, the key turned and the door was opened. Under the light of the corridor outside the door, a beautiful figure appeared at the door.

Turning his head and looking at his mother's graceful figure, he was standing at the door with his suitcase handle.I suddenly looked dazed and recalled the day she sent me to my aunt's house three years ago.She also stood at my aunt's door with her suitcase, but the situation was completely different from before. At that time, she sent me here to live alone, and now she moved here with me to live with my aunt!

Thinking of these two noble and beautiful women being by my side now, although there has not been a substantial relationship, I still feel a sense of unstoppable passion in my heart.

After changing shoes in the entrance hall, my mother pulled the box and walked in. When she passed by the wine cabinet in the dining room, she saw us, and a hint of shock appeared on her face. Sister, you two have a good relationship. They sit on the sofa and watch movies. I thought you two turned off the lights and went to bed!

My aunt gently broke away from my arm, got up and took the suitcase from my mother's hand, and said softly: We are both waiting for you, how can we sleep if you don't come back?

I followed me and took the luggage from my aunt's hand, and said with a shy face: Mom, I haven't even pressed my feet on you, and I can't sleep!

My mother twisted her beautiful stockings in her pink slippers, her face looked uncomfortable, she shook her head and said: Why don’t you press it today? I haven’t taken a shower yet, and it’s too late to finish the shower.It's time for you to sleep!

Mom, just click it today and try your son’s skills!

After saying that, I dragged the suitcase in my hand to the sofa, took my mother's arm and pulled her to the sofa to sit down.

Oh, Yingxin Ah, this is not someone else, it’s your baby son, what does it matter!What are you doing so shy?My aunt stood beside her, with a smile on her face and teased her to her mother.

I bent down and squatted in front of my mother, stretched out my palm, spread my fingers, and held her ankles tightly wrapped in flesh-colored stockings. I gently lifted my beautiful feet and then placed them on my legs, with my calves pressed against my knee joints, and took off the slippers she was wearing on her feet one by one.

My mother saw that I grabbed her feet and was taking off her shoes without saying goodbye, but she stopped refusing, but she just contracted her legs tightly and then her legs were tightly closed.With dissatisfaction on his face, he said angrily to the aunt beside him: Who is shy? Sister, what are you talking about!I just feel uncomfortable, after all, I haven't washed my feet yet.

My mother's slender legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings are slender and well-proportioned rather than fleshy.The delicate and delicate jade feet were together, and the soles of the feet were facing me. Wrapped in the flesh-colored stockings, the tender flesh of the soles looked so soft and white, and the skin was as delicate as transparent.

This was the first time I saw my mother's beautiful feet so close. I unconsciously exclaimed: her feet were slender and beautiful, her toes were small and round, her stockings were as thin as cicada's wings, almost transparent, her heel skin was white and red, without a trace of horny skin.

My mother felt a little embarrassed when she saw her feet so close to my face. She looked sideways and lowered her head and whispered to me: Please, does mom's feet smell like?

I held my mother's white feet with both hands and raised them lightly. My face was about thirty centimeters away from these beautiful feet. The tip of my nose moved, and raised my head and smiled at my mother: It has no smell, even if it has it, it will smell!

My mother subconsciously shrank her feet by my actions, but she didn't use any force. She straightened her neck and looked around and looked in the direction of my aunt. My aunt was sitting on the sofa at this time, watching the movie, and she had no time to pay attention to us!

Mom felt relieved, her head lowered to me, her face slightly solemn, and she said with a tight voice: Is it impossible for you, a child?I have to stick it so close to smell it, is it dirty? Ah!If your aunt sees it, she will laugh at us again.Remember not to do this again next time!

I murmured in my heart: How could my aunt laugh at you? Not only did I smell her feet, but I held them all in my mouth, and it was also the assist she gave me to help you massage.But these words naturally cannot be said to my mother.I didn't answer her.

I let go of my hand and put her little feet on the carpet, patted her knees with my palms, and I stood up and said to my mother: Mom, take off your stockings, I'll go and make hot water to help you soak your feet first!

Don’t ask, in your elementary school Chinese textbook, isn’t there any question that you ask you to go home to take off your mother’s socks and wash your feet, and ask you to write an essay?Don't you help mom take off her socks?Let your mother take off herself!

My aunt looked sideways and raised her eyebrows at me with a teasing look on her face.

Sister, other children take off their short socks from their feet, but I’m pulling them to my thighs. Really, can this be the same!

Auntie, let my mother take it off by herself, it will definitely be inconvenient for me to take it off!I said shyly to my aunt, the time has not come, and being too impatient will only expose my wolf ambitions too early.

After saying that, I walked to the bathroom. My mother watched me into the bathroom. She turned her head back and glared at my aunt with a delicate smile on her face.

After sorting out his emotions, my mother rolled up the hem of the skirt bit by bit. The texture of the flesh-colored stockings rubbed the belly of her fingers, which had a different feeling of smoothness. She used a little force on her feet and gently lifted her buttocks up until the skirt was rolled to the thin waist. The green onion jade fingers grabbed the mouth of the stockings. My mother bent down lightly, bent her knees slightly, and pushed her calves, and took off the stockings to her toes bit by bit, just like peeling an egg shell, and her white and smooth skin was exposed to the air bit by bit.

Until the flesh-colored stockings were removed to the point of their toes, the extremely thin feeling spread in the palm of their hands. My mother looked around and took it, put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it. She said in her heart: { Well, there is no strange smell}, and she threw it on the sofa aside.

The two beautiful toes with light pink nail polish were lightly pressed on the carpet on the edge of the sofa, and the round heels also hang down on the carpet. The slender legs extending down the round knees exposed in the air were like white swans falling into the calm lake. The light flesh color flashed in circles, and the white foot color spread on the carpet color, and the pink toe tips were embellished with some love, embracing the neat and delicate appearance, and risking the charming mature and elegant feeling.

The white and plump thighs fell down from the edge of the sofa, and the thighs were shaking. The flesh of the legs spread out with a plump flesh, evenly symmetrical and not greasy, with a round curve of the fleshy buttocks, revealing the perfect body weight, one round after another, trembling, and sending it into the bottom of the skirt until it disappears.

After a while, I walked over with a basin with a white towel on my shoulder. After putting it down, the heat in the basin rose on my mother's face. Her face changed in the hot fog, mysterious.

I tried the water temperature with my hands, leaned over and grabbed my mother's feet on the carpet, put it into the basin, raised my head and said to my mother gently: Mom, I tried the water temperature with my hands, but the skin on my feet is a little tenderer than on my hands, so you can bear it and soak my feet in hot water is good for the body!

No, you also added the rose petals Ah for my bath in the hot water!You are so nice to mom. I haven’t even enjoyed the rose foot bath. I’ll try it one day!

My aunt said deliberately fussingly.

Auntie, I will also get you a foot bath like this next time. What do you think!

That's great. I'll thank you for not asking for it first. Okay, I seem to be a little annoying here, so I won't disturb the warm atmosphere between you and your mother.After saying that, my aunt turned around and went to the single sofa on the other side, sat down with her butt, and focused on watching TV.

I could feel my mother's beautiful feet tremble uneasyly in my hands. It seemed quite sensitive and tickling. I had never massaged it before. My five plump and round toes shrank, like a frightened little rabbit.

I held my mother's soft jade feet tightly, wrapped her pink and curled jade toes in my palm, and then slowly put them in hot water. When my feet were completely in and the hot water covered my calves, my palm wrapped around her feet slowly let go, raised my face, and looked at my mother with a gentle look: Mom, has the water temperature adapted now?I'm afraid you won't be able to adapt to the water temperature at once, so I covered it with my hands to let you adapt slowly.

My mother's beautiful eyes flowed, she looked at the water basin, saw my hands soaked in the water, looked at me with a clever smile on her face, her eyes were filled with the brilliance of happiness and joy.The silent head lightly tapped.

I saw my mother's pair of wonderful eyes, bright eyes, and colorful light. Her delicate red mouth was a bit soft and aura. The corners of her mouth were raised with a smile. Her delicate lips were chubby, like a peach, and she felt like honey juice was about to flow out, as if she was inviting me to taste it.

Seeing my dazed look, my mother's face was as beautiful as a cream, her eyes were like two deep wells, and the autumn waves were flowing under the moonlight, looking around.

Cough cough I quickly coughed dryly, forcing myself to look away from my red lips, lowered my head, and began to clean and rub my mother's two little feet, first, and then the soles of my feet. I gradually felt that my mother's little feet were a little hot.

Mom, after cleaning, your feet are very white, and now you have started health massage!

I pinched her toes with my fingers and squeezed them. The tender jade toes were in my hands, as if pressing tofu, and it felt soft and fleshy.

I couldn't help but play with it. Maybe my strength was not controlled well. My mother frowned slightly and couldn't help but snorted. I quickly apologized: Mom, I'm sorry, the force I used was a bit too much!

My mother spread her Emei, and a trace of softness appeared on her face. She said with a smile: It’s not that my mother is in pain, she has never been dealt with like this, and she is a little uncomfortable. It’s okay, you can continue!

Mom, please be careful when wearing high heels, your toes, bare feet and heel joints. Never over-stretch. If it hurts, you should change to comfortable flat shoes and don’t get joints and fasciitis!

While I said softly to my mother, I began to pinch her round green onion toes with my fingers, hold her white ankles with one hand, and gently knead her.

Well... My mother seemed to have reached a sensitive place by my pinching and rubbing. Just as she was about to answer me, her delicate body trembled, her jade neck tilted slightly, her mouth was half open, and a gentle low moan overflowed from her throat, charming and seductive, and straight into my heart!

Although I knew that my mother was not moved, I couldn't help but feel the stimulating moans. I began to pull her shyly toe, and my fingers penetrated into the gaps in her toes, preventing her from closing easily. I held my palm slightly, clasped the five small and round toes into my palms, and gently rubbed them.

Well, my mother let out a muffled groan, her pretty face was a little red, she leaned close to my face and looked at me shyly, and in order to prevent being heard by my aunt not far away, she had to lower her voice guiltily.

Stop rubbing your toes, it’s much better now, just rub other places!

OK I said with a dry throat.

My mother said this, so naturally I couldn't just care about the comfort in my heart. I held the right palm of her toes and slid back along the graceful curve of the back of my feet. I quickly touched her slender and round heels, gently kneading her palms on her heels, rubbing the tender flesh on the soles of her feet.

My left hand slid on her skinny instep, looking at her white toes with hot eyes, looking at her delicate toes on her toes. The light pink nails were full of temptation against the green toes like white jade, and were as delicate as peach blossoms, constantly stimulating my already fragile nerves.

In order to divert my attention, I started chatting with my mother: Mom, what was the surprise you told me in the car in the afternoon?Can you tell me now?

My mother used to not let you play games, and she smashed your game console, so yesterday I went on a business trip and bought the latest game console for you to give it to you, apologize and compensate you. Remember to work hard and study hard.

Mom, actually three years ago, I was addicted to playing games and pretended to cheat you. I don’t like playing games very much!

Ah, why do you pretend to lie to me Ah?Mom's mouth opened slightly, looking surprised and confused.

Because you were busy with work day and night at that time, I wanted you to care more about me, so in order to attract your attention, I deliberately pretended to be an Internet-addicted boy!hey-hey!I shook my head a little embarrassedly, and I also felt that I was too stupid and naive before.

Alas, mom used to blame you for your mistakes. Most of your mind is on work. She ignores your life and growth too much and doesn’t figure out what you really need, and she will only teach you a lesson with a stern face!I, Ah, is such a failed mother!

My mother was like a child who had done something wrong. She crossed her hands in front of her chest, lowered her head, her fair and smooth chin was pressed against her neck, and she pressed her hard against her chest. Her eyes were red, and she felt that she was about to shed tears.

I saw that my mother was about to cry, so I quickly picked up her palms from the water, wiped them casually with the towel on my shoulders, squatted beside my mother's waist, held her arms with both hands and swayed gently, and comforted her softly: Mom, don't cry, no one was born a perfect son and daughter. Similarly, no woman will be a perfect mother since she started being a mother!From the bottom of my heart, you are a successful mother.Look at my son, I have stable academic performance and good lifestyle. The most important thing is that I have a positive outlook on all three views and facial features.

After saying that, I pulled both sides of my face with my hands and made a funny face in front of my mother!

When I heard the last bragging words, I happened to see my funny face.A hint of undetectable smile appeared on the corner of my mother's mouth, like a ripple on the water, quickly crossing her face as horizontal and smooth as a lake, and then condensed into two sparks in her eyes, disappearing into the depths of her eyes in an instant!

As the autumn waves were flowing, there seemed to be gorgeous peach blossoms blooming in a blink of an eye. She slowly raised her arm, stroked my cheek with her tender and cold little hand. Her gentle movements scraped my nose with a hint of doting, and said in a low voice: Please, why are you so cute!It made my mother wonder if she should cry or laugh!

Mom, I want you to smile happily forever, you can’t cry, it won’t look good if you cry!

Of course I can't cry. Mom, you can only cry on my son's bed. I was thinking silently with a hint of evil in my heart.

Well, okay, I'll listen to my dear son!

Mom, I'll help you wipe your feet!After saying that, I continued to squat in front of the foot wash basin, put the towel on my knees, held my mother's calves and lifted it up, put her beautiful feet on the towel, and then wrapped her little feet with a towel, and carefully wiped the water stains!

My mother's feet, which had just come out of the hot water, were red inside her white feet, and there were wisps of white mist on it.Like the freshly baked glutinous rice ball, it is fragrant and soft.

Please, you, did you just touch your face and didn’t wash your mother’s feet after massage?When my mother saw me wiping her feet with a towel, she remembered the scene where I used my fingers to make a grimace. Her teeth were lightly biting her lower lip, her cheeks were hot, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a hint of embarrassment and said to me.

What's wrong with this? Mom's feet are not dirty!I said indifferently.What's on my face? I want to try it in my mouth!

When she heard me say this, she felt it very much. Her eyes gradually covered with a layer of fog and said in a sweet voice: But after all, her feet are dirtyer than her face!How could you think this way

Mom's feet must be cleaner than her son's face!I chuckled.

I can't tell you, I won't say it anymore!My mother was exposed by me and she turned her head and muttered dissatisfiedly.