Seeing this scene, I, who was originally expressionless, became even more angry and frowned and looked at her.
Seeing my face suddenly change, my mother had no choice but to raise her head slightly and put my soft cock into her mouth. The soft cock was wrapped in my mother's warm and wet mouth, and soon became as hard as iron. The glans stood on my mother's throat, making her frown.
But my purpose now is not to vent. When I felt my cock hard, I pulled out my cock from my mother's rosy little mouth. The cock was stained with a layer of my mother's saliva, which was wet and slippery. I didn't think about it. When I swung my waist, the big red and hard cock hit my mother's face with a snap, leaving a wet mark of saliva on her face.
My mother was slapped on the face by my big cock, and her whole body trembled. Then she bit her lip and looked at me with a faint look, her eyes couldn't tell whether it was a resentment or aspiration.
I used force to my waist again, and my cock slapped my mother's face again. A gentle snap turned my anger into a hot and imprinted it on my mother's face.
My mother closed her eyes and silently endured the whipping of my cock. The two wet marks of saliva on her delicate face looked very dazzling under the light.
I put on my pants and whispered in my mother's ear: Mom, you must be obedient.
Mom opened her eyes, looked at my still a little cold look, and nodded slightly: Yes~
I touched my mother's head, turned around and went out, closed the door, and returned to my room.
When I returned to the room, I was still a little unhappy. My mother has been increasingly obedient to my training recently, especially when she was drunk that night, which seemed to make her obsessed with the secretly lewd ambiguity between mother and son, and gave me the illusion that my mother already belongs to me alone, but today's incident made me realize that my mother does not belong to me alone.
I know, of course, I can't blame my mother for this. Dad always wants it, and it's hard to refuse her position.
But I am just unhappy. My mother belongs to me, and I am alone. I don’t want to share it with anyone, even if this person is my father.
After a while of random thoughts, I finally made up my mind, picked up my phone, and sent a message to my mother: You are not good tonight.
Mom quickly replied: I don’t know how to push your dad’s one.
You send a message to your father, telling him not to worry, and you will surprise him when he comes back.
Mom asked: What surprise?
Don't worry, just tell him that, and then show me the screenshot of the message.
OK, wait a moment.
Seeing that my mother didn't ask too much, she agreed, and the inexplicable evil fire in my heart gradually subsided.No matter what, my mother became more and more obedient.
Not long after, my mother's screenshot was sent, and I calmed down and started to read their chat records.
Husband, are you sleeping?
Did your son sleep?This is Dad's reply.
I just went back, I don't know.
Alas~~
Don’t worry, isn’t it your wedding anniversary when you come back?I'll give you a surprise then.
What surprise?Dad asked.
Can you still be called a surprise after saying it?
Haha, then I'm waiting for my wife's surprise.
Go to bed early today and have to catch a plane tomorrow.
Well, good night, wife.
Good night.
Seeing that my mother had told her father what she called surprise, I smiled evilly and sent a message to my mother: OK, now masturbate for 10 minutes, and then take a video and send it to me.
During this period, my father is here and often I can’t be intimate. My mother and I have played this kind of small game a lot. My mother is used to it, or she is also looking forward to it.
……
The next day I went home from school, my father had already left, and my mother still prepared the meal as usual and waited for me to go home.
Mom, I'm back.As usual, the only difference is that Dad is not here today.
It's back, is it hot? Wash your hands and have a meal.Mom got up from the sofa and walked to the kitchen.
What is so delicious, what to eat today?
Potato roast pork, have you been quarreling for many days, and you don’t know what’s delicious.My mother took out the food one by one and opened the hand that I wanted to hold her: Go and wash it first, and the smell of sweat and smell of smell.
The weather is so hot, I am also desperate, I will go and play the air conditioner for a while.
Don't blow it, as it's easy to catch a cold.
Huh~ I really want to go swimming. By the way, I know how to study this year, and I don’t even have time to swim.
Just go if you want to. It’s not that there are weekends, it seems like someone is stopping you.Mom said disdainfully.
You are at home, how can I still bear to leave?
Please don't care about me, go wash your hands and have a meal.
Oh ~~
Speaking of which, my mother and I get along very strangely, and it can even be said to be a bit disconnected. On weekdays, I am indeed like a well-behaved son, a good child who listens to my mother. However, once I have to do something, I will become a little strong. Under my strength, my mother will also restrain her usual temperament of a good wife and mother and become obedient.
I washed my hands honestly and sat on the dining table. The potatoes were fragrant and the potatoes were very soft and the rich powder juice was pasted on the meat. The aroma of meat and potatoes were tangled together, mixed with the smell of various spices, which made me saliva flow.
After one bite of the meat, it will be soft, fragrant and fragrant, and the juice mixed with fragrant white rice is simply a delicious food on earth.
Seeing my satisfied look, my mother couldn't help but smile, but she didn't like potato roast pork, but just sipped the vegetable soup in the bowl.
There is not only the delicacies in the world, but also the foods made by the mother.
After eating and drinking, I lay proudly on the chair.
How are you studying recently? Are you tired?When my mother saw me put down the bowls and chopsticks, she handed me a tissue.
I took the tissue and replied: I must be tired, so Ah, you have to take the initiative.
My mother chuckled and glanced at me: Little bastard, aren’t you proactive enough?How do you want your mother to take the initiative?
Can it be called taking the initiative if you don’t even have a good morning bite?I was talking nonsense like chatting after a meal.
What is a good morning bite?Mom doesn't understand very much.
Bite~~ I disliked: You are still a teacher of ancient literature.
Mom savored it a little and immediately understood that the word bite consists of two words oral sex, and looked at me with a slightly disgusting look: Little bastard~
Oh.It seemed as if she wasn't the one I caught last night.
Mom, why were you not good last night?
Mom looked a little embarrassed and said stubbornly: That's your dad, I~~ What can I do?
But you are mine.I stood up and stood behind my mother, wrapping my hands around her soft and plump body.
Mom leaned in my arms, slowly stroked my arm, and then said softly: Yes~
Therefore, you must leave my mark on you.
What's the meaning?
I turned on my phone, found the pattern I had chosen long ago and handed it over.
A red tattoo pattern appeared in front of my mother. The tattoo was complex in shape and was inverted triangle overall, like a demon with sheep's horns and a mysterious uterus. It is the lustful pattern with strange power in some fantasy novels.
I want to leave my mark on my mother, but this will inevitably be noticed by my father. So, isn’t it great to give my father a surprise on my mother’s wedding anniversary?
What's this?I only look at the pictures, my mother doesn't understand it very much.
Tattoo~
Tattoo?
Yes, tattoos, my tattoo.
No, your dad will find out.Mom shook her head repeatedly.
Didn’t you say it yesterday? You will prepare a surprise for him.
But~~
Nothing but.I buried my face in my mother's hair and gently sniffed the fragrance on her hair: You are mine, obedient.
Mom was silent for a moment, then cursed softly: Little beast~
If you tattoo this mark, you belong to me, mom, it belongs to me completely.He hugged his mother's hands and began to wander restlessly on his chest.
While kneading my mother's plump breasts, I leaned close to my mother's ear and asked softly: Do you want it to belong entirely to me?My bitch mom.
My hands began to stroke my mother's skirt with one hand, and the bare vagina under the skirt was already a little wet. Mom was not wearing underwear today?
I raised my eyebrows and said, "I don't have this order, so, are you waiting for my visit?"
Mom, can we get dad drunk on the wedding anniversary?Just like last weekend...
At that time, you will wear a white wedding dress and then be fucked by me again in front of your father. OK?
With my own mark...
While speaking, the hands that were wandering on my mother's plump vagina had begun to press the clitoris that was gradually becoming moist and lewd.I also kneaded her plump and perky breasts into various shapes.
Um~~ Mom spit out a light orchid like a gentle orchid.
Tell me, okay?I pinched my mother's nipples and kissed her earlobe lightly.
Well~~ Mom narrowed her eyes slightly, lying in my arms and enjoying the invasion in all directions.
Well, what does it mean, good or bad?
Well~~~~Okay~~
Mom is so well-behaved.I kissed my mother's little mouth: Now, do you want it?
Think about it ~~
Have you thought about it for a long time?
These days~~Well~I'm thinking about it every day~~Dad~I'm fucking me~
……
Seeing my face suddenly change, my mother had no choice but to raise her head slightly and put my soft cock into her mouth. The soft cock was wrapped in my mother's warm and wet mouth, and soon became as hard as iron. The glans stood on my mother's throat, making her frown.
But my purpose now is not to vent. When I felt my cock hard, I pulled out my cock from my mother's rosy little mouth. The cock was stained with a layer of my mother's saliva, which was wet and slippery. I didn't think about it. When I swung my waist, the big red and hard cock hit my mother's face with a snap, leaving a wet mark of saliva on her face.
My mother was slapped on the face by my big cock, and her whole body trembled. Then she bit her lip and looked at me with a faint look, her eyes couldn't tell whether it was a resentment or aspiration.
I used force to my waist again, and my cock slapped my mother's face again. A gentle snap turned my anger into a hot and imprinted it on my mother's face.
My mother closed her eyes and silently endured the whipping of my cock. The two wet marks of saliva on her delicate face looked very dazzling under the light.
I put on my pants and whispered in my mother's ear: Mom, you must be obedient.
Mom opened her eyes, looked at my still a little cold look, and nodded slightly: Yes~
I touched my mother's head, turned around and went out, closed the door, and returned to my room.
When I returned to the room, I was still a little unhappy. My mother has been increasingly obedient to my training recently, especially when she was drunk that night, which seemed to make her obsessed with the secretly lewd ambiguity between mother and son, and gave me the illusion that my mother already belongs to me alone, but today's incident made me realize that my mother does not belong to me alone.
I know, of course, I can't blame my mother for this. Dad always wants it, and it's hard to refuse her position.
But I am just unhappy. My mother belongs to me, and I am alone. I don’t want to share it with anyone, even if this person is my father.
After a while of random thoughts, I finally made up my mind, picked up my phone, and sent a message to my mother: You are not good tonight.
Mom quickly replied: I don’t know how to push your dad’s one.
You send a message to your father, telling him not to worry, and you will surprise him when he comes back.
Mom asked: What surprise?
Don't worry, just tell him that, and then show me the screenshot of the message.
OK, wait a moment.
Seeing that my mother didn't ask too much, she agreed, and the inexplicable evil fire in my heart gradually subsided.No matter what, my mother became more and more obedient.
Not long after, my mother's screenshot was sent, and I calmed down and started to read their chat records.
Husband, are you sleeping?
Did your son sleep?This is Dad's reply.
I just went back, I don't know.
Alas~~
Don’t worry, isn’t it your wedding anniversary when you come back?I'll give you a surprise then.
What surprise?Dad asked.
Can you still be called a surprise after saying it?
Haha, then I'm waiting for my wife's surprise.
Go to bed early today and have to catch a plane tomorrow.
Well, good night, wife.
Good night.
Seeing that my mother had told her father what she called surprise, I smiled evilly and sent a message to my mother: OK, now masturbate for 10 minutes, and then take a video and send it to me.
During this period, my father is here and often I can’t be intimate. My mother and I have played this kind of small game a lot. My mother is used to it, or she is also looking forward to it.
……
The next day I went home from school, my father had already left, and my mother still prepared the meal as usual and waited for me to go home.
Mom, I'm back.As usual, the only difference is that Dad is not here today.
It's back, is it hot? Wash your hands and have a meal.Mom got up from the sofa and walked to the kitchen.
What is so delicious, what to eat today?
Potato roast pork, have you been quarreling for many days, and you don’t know what’s delicious.My mother took out the food one by one and opened the hand that I wanted to hold her: Go and wash it first, and the smell of sweat and smell of smell.
The weather is so hot, I am also desperate, I will go and play the air conditioner for a while.
Don't blow it, as it's easy to catch a cold.
Huh~ I really want to go swimming. By the way, I know how to study this year, and I don’t even have time to swim.
Just go if you want to. It’s not that there are weekends, it seems like someone is stopping you.Mom said disdainfully.
You are at home, how can I still bear to leave?
Please don't care about me, go wash your hands and have a meal.
Oh ~~
Speaking of which, my mother and I get along very strangely, and it can even be said to be a bit disconnected. On weekdays, I am indeed like a well-behaved son, a good child who listens to my mother. However, once I have to do something, I will become a little strong. Under my strength, my mother will also restrain her usual temperament of a good wife and mother and become obedient.
I washed my hands honestly and sat on the dining table. The potatoes were fragrant and the potatoes were very soft and the rich powder juice was pasted on the meat. The aroma of meat and potatoes were tangled together, mixed with the smell of various spices, which made me saliva flow.
After one bite of the meat, it will be soft, fragrant and fragrant, and the juice mixed with fragrant white rice is simply a delicious food on earth.
Seeing my satisfied look, my mother couldn't help but smile, but she didn't like potato roast pork, but just sipped the vegetable soup in the bowl.
There is not only the delicacies in the world, but also the foods made by the mother.
After eating and drinking, I lay proudly on the chair.
How are you studying recently? Are you tired?When my mother saw me put down the bowls and chopsticks, she handed me a tissue.
I took the tissue and replied: I must be tired, so Ah, you have to take the initiative.
My mother chuckled and glanced at me: Little bastard, aren’t you proactive enough?How do you want your mother to take the initiative?
Can it be called taking the initiative if you don’t even have a good morning bite?I was talking nonsense like chatting after a meal.
What is a good morning bite?Mom doesn't understand very much.
Bite~~ I disliked: You are still a teacher of ancient literature.
Mom savored it a little and immediately understood that the word bite consists of two words oral sex, and looked at me with a slightly disgusting look: Little bastard~
Oh.It seemed as if she wasn't the one I caught last night.
Mom, why were you not good last night?
Mom looked a little embarrassed and said stubbornly: That's your dad, I~~ What can I do?
But you are mine.I stood up and stood behind my mother, wrapping my hands around her soft and plump body.
Mom leaned in my arms, slowly stroked my arm, and then said softly: Yes~
Therefore, you must leave my mark on you.
What's the meaning?
I turned on my phone, found the pattern I had chosen long ago and handed it over.
A red tattoo pattern appeared in front of my mother. The tattoo was complex in shape and was inverted triangle overall, like a demon with sheep's horns and a mysterious uterus. It is the lustful pattern with strange power in some fantasy novels.
I want to leave my mark on my mother, but this will inevitably be noticed by my father. So, isn’t it great to give my father a surprise on my mother’s wedding anniversary?
What's this?I only look at the pictures, my mother doesn't understand it very much.
Tattoo~
Tattoo?
Yes, tattoos, my tattoo.
No, your dad will find out.Mom shook her head repeatedly.
Didn’t you say it yesterday? You will prepare a surprise for him.
But~~
Nothing but.I buried my face in my mother's hair and gently sniffed the fragrance on her hair: You are mine, obedient.
Mom was silent for a moment, then cursed softly: Little beast~
If you tattoo this mark, you belong to me, mom, it belongs to me completely.He hugged his mother's hands and began to wander restlessly on his chest.
While kneading my mother's plump breasts, I leaned close to my mother's ear and asked softly: Do you want it to belong entirely to me?My bitch mom.
My hands began to stroke my mother's skirt with one hand, and the bare vagina under the skirt was already a little wet. Mom was not wearing underwear today?
I raised my eyebrows and said, "I don't have this order, so, are you waiting for my visit?"
Mom, can we get dad drunk on the wedding anniversary?Just like last weekend...
At that time, you will wear a white wedding dress and then be fucked by me again in front of your father. OK?
With my own mark...
While speaking, the hands that were wandering on my mother's plump vagina had begun to press the clitoris that was gradually becoming moist and lewd.I also kneaded her plump and perky breasts into various shapes.
Um~~ Mom spit out a light orchid like a gentle orchid.
Tell me, okay?I pinched my mother's nipples and kissed her earlobe lightly.
Well~~ Mom narrowed her eyes slightly, lying in my arms and enjoying the invasion in all directions.
Well, what does it mean, good or bad?
Well~~~~Okay~~
Mom is so well-behaved.I kissed my mother's little mouth: Now, do you want it?
Think about it ~~
Have you thought about it for a long time?
These days~~Well~I'm thinking about it every day~~Dad~I'm fucking me~
……
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