Chapter 43 Love

The phone was answered quickly, and I said hello excitedly: Hello, Dad.

The moment I said this, I felt the little mouth sucking my cock under the table pause, and even the tongue licking the urethra stopped.

I could only take the initiative to thrust my cock and let my cock continue to enjoy the water and flesh in my mother's mouth. At this moment, my father's voice came from my ear: Xiaofeng Ah, I'm just saying that I'm calling your mother, how do you feel when you live in the school?Are you happy to go home?

I felt my mother's little mouth that started to suck again, and replied happily: It's better to go home. Didn't you call my mother yesterday?

When you were playing yesterday, your mother was driving, so she didn't say much, where is your mother?

My mother was playing the flute under my crotch, and I felt my mother's harder and sucking harder. I smiled: My mother is eating, how could you know how to find my mother, so can't you talk to my son?

My mother pinched my thighs again, and I grinned because of pain. Fortunately, my mother also sucked my cock hard at this time. The vacuum-like pleasure diverted my attention, otherwise I would have almost screamed.

My dad laughed: Boy, you joke about your dad.How are you studying? Do you feel like you have a chance?

It feels pretty good, there is no big problem. What about you, is there anything wrong with this business trip?As I was talking, my attention had been shifted to my mother under the tablecloth.

It’s not an old problem, product quality needs communication...... My father’s voice drifts farther and farther away, and I couldn’t help but lift the tablecloth again.

My mother was concentrating on sucking and spitting at my big cock, as if she didn't notice the phone, but her red ears meant that her heart was not calm at this time.

I gently stepped back, pulled out my watery cock from my mother's little mouth, and faced my mother's resentful and enchanting gaze, gently patted my glans on my mother's beautiful face, and said in my mouth: Dad, you love my mother so much, why don't you find a job that can't travel less? You can't see anyone all day long.

My mother's eyes became more and more resentful, but there was a trace of inexplicable charm flashing in her eyes. She raised her pretty face, pursed her lips, and silently endured the slap of my cock.

Dad smiled and said: You guy knows nothing, where is the easy job to find now...

I listened to my father's words in my ears, and silently compared my mouth to my mother: lick.

My mother's eyes remained resentful, but she was not angry. She just grabbed my thigh and pinched it hard again. She saw me grinning in pain, then she stretched out her lilac tongue and licked every inch of my cock carefully.

Seeing my mother so obedient, I felt extremely proud and it hurts. What does it matter to compare with the current enjoyment?

After chatting with my father for a while, my father finally asked about his mother again.

I looked at my mother who was still licking under my crotch, thrust her waist, and inserted it hard into my mother's mouth. My big cock was pouring her throat. Then I pulled out the watery cock and said to my mother who was coughing lightly: Mom, dad's phone number.

My mother glared at me hard, then came out from under the tablecloth, and took the phone call while looking at the people eating around: Hello, dad.

While my mother was calling, I picked up my mother's black stockings and put them on my crotch again. My mother glanced at me, but still didn't refuse.

The cock, which was stained with my mother's saliva, rubbed against my mother's stockings' feet. Although it was not as comfortable as oral sex, it had another kind of stimulation.

Looking at my mother who was making a serious call, the scene of her being slapped by my cock just under my crotch, and she held her dick in one hand and started to stroke it quickly.

The glans felt the smoothness and delicateness of the stockings and feet. The stick body was constantly stroking and squeezed by my hands. The pleasure that had accumulated for a long time was soon unable to stop it.

My son is quite obedient, don’t worry about the family...... My mother’s gentle voice came from my ears, which I could no longer bear. In a hurry, I picked up one of my mother’s shoes and put them under my mother’s stockings feet. The glans pressed against the soles of my mother’s feet, and the semen quickly ejaculated. The white semen slowly dripped along my mother’s black silk feet in my mother’s black high heels...

My mother was busy dealing with my father. Although she noticed my movements, she just looked around in panic. Then she shook me a hygienic eye and let me take her little feet and do whatever she wanted.

Seeing the white semen flowing into my mother's black high heels, I sighed with satisfaction, wiped the semen remaining on my glans on my mother's stockings, and then picked up the other high heels without semen and put them on my mother's stockings' feet full of semen.

Then I put on my pants, picked up the high heels filled with semen, and put them on my mother's feet without semen.

In this way, the rain and dew were evenly touching, and my mother's feet were stepping on my wet and slippery semen, perfect.

Speaking of which, my hobby is quite strange. I have already finished ejaculation and I should have no desires in my heart, but I still want to see the semen soaking my mother's little feet.

OK, I won’t say anything, I’m going to have a meal.After finally dealing with my father, she hung up the phone and then looked at me. She didn't know whether it was anger or resentment on her face. She looked at me for a long time and finally said: Little beast, how dare you?

I knew she was angry that I called my father, but she was also very happy~ I smiled and didn't answer, and changed the topic: Mom, we'll go to the movie after eating.

My mother was stepping on my semen in her high heels, and I didn't want to go home so early.

My mother looked at me and didn't say anything. I got up and leaned over to her, and took her hand: Let's go, watch the movie.

My mother sighed and pulled her up helplessly with me. Only then did she notice the strange wetness under her feet. Her expression changed for a while and she asked: Are you touching my shoes again?

What does it feel like?I didn't answer any questions.

What do you think?My mother pinched the soft flesh on my waist angrily.

I smiled, took my mother to settle the bill, and walked out of the restaurant.

Along the way, I stared at my mother's feet. There was no abnormality on the black high heels, only the black stockings seemed to be slightly wet, which were transmitted through the edge of the shoe. As the instep of the shoe edge was squeezed, a layer of soft flesh was accumulated, wrapped in slightly moist black silk, which seemed extremely tempting.

The high heels hit the floor tiles with slight knocks. Every time I hit, I remembered the simultaneous tendency of my semen wrapped in it, and the penis that had just ejaculated turned and looked up slightly.

No matter what you look at, you can’t see the flowers again.When my mother saw me glance at her feet from time to time, she naturally understood what I was thinking.

Mom, what do you think? Let me tell you.I coaxed my mother in a tone of coaxing the little girl.

If you feel uncomfortable, what else can you feel?Mom said angrily.

Wouldn't you feel a little irritating when you walk on the street while stepping on my semen?I leaned into her ear and asked quietly.

My mother looked at me with disgust: Disgusting.

That being said, but the sticky and smooth semen rubbed between the stockings and the soles of the shoes, which made my mother, who didn't often wear high heels, felt a little uncomfortable. The friction between the stockings and the soles of the shoes also made my mother's soles itchy. Involuntarily, my mother leaned her body against me.

I hugged my mother's slender waist and gently sniffed her body fragrance: I feel disgusting that you are leaning against me, which means you like disgusting.

My mother didn't leave my arms, but just pinched the soft flesh on my waist and said fiercely: Zhang Weifeng, I find that you are getting more and more courageous.

I was pinched and hurt, but I refused to beg for mercy: I have always been very brave, I just didn't want to make you angry before.

That means you want to make me angry now?Mom pinched me harder.

I leaned closer to my mother's ear and whispered: Now it's because you won't be angry anymore.After saying that, he kissed his mother's side face.

The mother, who was teased by her son, was both ashamed and angry. She pinched my waist desperately and said word by word: Zhang Weifeng, you are going to die, it’s on the street.

I was wrong~ I was wrong~ Mom~ I knew it was wrong~~ Mom was really trying hard to do anything, and I felt that the piece of meat didn't belong to me anymore.

Seeing my begging for mercy, my mother didn't know if she felt that she had regained her dignity, so she snorted coldly and let me go: Be more rules.

I grinned and rubbed the flesh on my waist: I know, sir.

My mother glanced at me and kept chasing me.

I rolled my mother's eyes, but suddenly I laughed.

Mom looked at me strangely: Why are you nervous?

Mom, I suddenly feel so happy now.I whispered.

My mother was a little surprised: Why, I like me to pinch you?

I rolled my eyes and sighed: I feel that you are really like my girlfriend now. I really want time to stay at this moment forever.

My mother was silent when she heard this, and her originally high-spirited mood suddenly fell down. The gravity of reality was always strangely heavy.

I still smiled faintly: Mom, I am really happy.After a pause, I continued: I was as happy as a dream, but I was a little worried, I didn’t know when I would wake up.I don’t know that I am a guest in my dream, and I am greedy for a while.Is it because I'm too greedy?

My mother was still silent and quietly snuggled in my arms. After a while, my mother said softly: Xiaofeng, we...

We are wrong, isn't it?I interrupted my mother and hugged her waist tightly: I don’t want to be right, I just want you.

Xiaofeng... My mother's voice was so weak that I felt distressed. Yes, how could I understand the torment my mother endured?

Although this kind of torture is not unhelpful to me, the more my mother gives me, the more likely she is to get deeply involved in it, but I can’t bear it after all.

I don’t know whether the time of the sage after the climax or the complexity of human beings themselves, even if it is as despicable as me, I have the idea of ​​whether to continue.

Mom, I'm sorry, I'm too selfish.For some reason, I spit out this sentence.

My mother stared at me in a daze, and the water vapor in her faint eyes hurt my heart bit by bit.

Sorry, I've always been embarrassed.I feel more and more distressed.

Do you want to give up?

I felt extremely reluctant, but looking at my mother's weak appearance made me feel extremely distressed.

How could it hurt so much?

Is this love?

But, don’t I only have carnal sensuality to my mother?

But at least at this moment, love has taken the upper hand.

After being silent for a long time, I smiled mockingly: I have been having a happy time during this period, but I don’t want to build my happiness on your pain... Maybe the dream will wake up in the end...

Mom was silent for a moment and spoke in a low voice: Xiaofeng...

Um?

Go home.

OK, go home.

In any case, we are a family and we have a common home, and I finally felt a little relieved.

I hugged my mother and returned home silently until the door opened, but my mother did not leave my arms.

However, just as the door was closed, my mother unexpectedly hugged my neck, and her hot red lips took the initiative to kiss me. Her soft lips were extremely enthusiastic this time. Before I could react, she opened my mouth and her little tongue invaded my mouth, actively exploring my tongue.

I was shocked by my mother's actions, and was stunned for a moment, and immediately responded more enthusiastically to my mother. I hugged my mother's waist tightly, my lips intertwined with my mother's soft lips, and my tongue responded violently to my mother's exploration, mixed with each other's saliva to death lingering.

The indulgence of a scholar can still be said; the indulgence of a woman can not be said.

I was addicted to the passionate kiss with my mother, and I felt that my mother's saliva had never been so sweet, as if I could not eat enough. The soft lips were like a treasure from heaven, and I was about to crush it and swallow it into my heart.

My mother also left her past intellectuality and asked for it wildly in my mouth. Her red lips were tightly fitted and wandering between my lips, unwilling to let go of every inch of lips and teeth, unwilling to let go of every trace of saliva.

During the lingering, my hands quickly climbed up to my mother's butt, and my perky and round buttocks were tightly fitted by the long skirt. My hands were covered with soft and elastic, and they were full of flesh, making me want to knead and tuggle.

So I roughly grabbed and rubbed my mother's round honey buttocks. My buttocks were shaken up and down by me, and I separated them from each other. The two claws were greedy and tyrannical.

My mother felt her butt being attacked, and instead put her more actively in touch with my body, as if she wanted to crush her delicate body into my body. She hugged my back with one hand tightly, and the other hand hooked my head with the other, making our lips tightly fit, and there was no room for breathing.

The atmosphere in the living room was extremely anxious. We had not turned on the lights yet. The intense kissing and scorching breathing echoed in the dark living room, making the night burn a little hot.

After a long time, the lips parted.

My mother and I panted and looked at each other in the darkness. My mother's eyes were so bright. In this dark night, the moist waves seemed to have been ignited by the blazing fire.

After looking at each other silently for a moment, it seemed that an invisible thread of lust was pulling between my mother and I was crazily pulled. The two faces gradually moved closer irresistibly, and the two lips and tongues intersected again.

I don't think about why my mother is like this, nor do I care about what will happen in the future.Love and desire are intersecting, and at this moment, I just want to sink into despair.