Chapter 1 The plan begins

Chinese people always like to reconcile and compromise. For example, if you say, this room is too dark, you must open a window here, and everyone will definitely not allow it.But if you advocate removing the roof, they will reconcile and are willing to open the windows.

Lu Xun

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It's really unlucky today.

Since junior high school, I have never been invited to a parent, but today I met it, but it was at such a critical moment today.

So is the teacher, wouldn’t it just fight?As for hiring parents?It was embarrassing to bother with me.

I wonder if my mother would be very angry, so she stood at the door of the house and hesitated for a moment, but finally opened the door and went home.

The lights were on at home, and my mother sat alone on the sofa watching TV. My father was on a business trip and it took a few days to go home. My mother was still wearing a black suit skirt during the day, with a serious face. When she saw me coming back, she turned off the TV.

To be honest, my mother looked so pretty when she was angry, with her brows slightly frowned, and she looked a little cold and charming.

Of course, the main reason is that she looks good.

The facial features are delicate, the outline is clear, and the skin is fair. The most important thing is that the temperament is good. Those eyes are like a clear spring. You can't stare at it, it's easy to get trapped.

But no matter how good it looks, I don't dare to take a closer look now.

Mom, I'm back.I pretended to be fine.

Come here and sit.My mother's voice was very calm, but there was a faint sense of anger.

I am really a little silly, but fortunately my mother is reasonable, not the kind of mother who is indiscriminate. I am rational today and I always feel a little confident in my heart.

Sitting next to my mother, I was shocked by my mother's aura, and I buried my head and said: Mom, I'm sorry.

But his eyes were inappropriate to notice his mother's little feet wrapped in flesh-colored stockings. The stockings as thin as cicada wings wrapped around crystal white and tender feet, and even the vague blood vessels on the insteps told endless temptations.

Cute, think through.

With a snap, my mother patted the table and said coldly: Look at me and say.

He!I was shocked and was just enjoying the beautiful stockings.My temper also suddenly came up, and I looked up at her eyes, pretending to be serious: Mom, I'm sorry.

Why are you sorry for me?My mother was still expressionless, and she obviously hadn't dissipated her anger.

I'm embarrassing you.Staring into my mother's eyes is really easy to get trapped. Even if there is anger hidden inside, I am still a little depressed.

My mother's face suddenly became dark and she said sternly: Is it a shame?Ah?Zhang Weifeng.You have grown your skills, right?I learned to fight, right?If you don’t study hard all day long, you will know that you are causing trouble for me. I can’t control you if your dad is not at home, right? Why did you hit someone?

My mother rarely gets angry, and I really can’t bear to eat and explain quickly: Mom, I don’t think of hitting people, I’m going to fight.Didn’t the teacher tell you?It's really not my fault.

Mom mocked: Don’t you blame me?You sent that man to the hospital for examination, and you didn't even have a mark on you.I found you are very powerful, I didn't notice it normally.

After a pause, I explained: Before I could find out the details with your teacher, the man's parents were in a hurry to take the child to the hospital for examination, so I went with me.

I heard that the boy had entered the hospital, and I couldn't help laughing: That's right, I was queuing up in the cafeteria today to get food, but the boy ran to me to go to the line. I told him very gentlemanly: Classmate, please go to the back line.As a result, the boy looked at me and ignored me.Several classmates in the class were watching from the side, Mom, do you think I can tolerate him?

My mother's tone was a little relieved: Don't be smiling with me, so you beat him?

I, Zhang Weifeng, is a person who is good at observing his expressions. Seeing that my mother's anger has gradually disappeared, I continued to smile and say:

Am I a gentleman? How can I do it casually? I just persuaded him and pulled him out of the queue.Who knew that the bastard suddenly pushed him hard after being pulled out by me. I was accidentally pushed down. Dozens of people around me looked at him. Several of them were still classmates in the class. Mom, what can I do?If I endure it, how can I survive in class in the future?

My mother already understood the reason and laughed at me with a smile:

I think you are so slutty.What should you do? Don’t you say you are a gentleman?A gentleman should not act.

A gentleman does not act, and once he takes action, he does not leave any survivor.

While I was joking, I stood behind my mother, massaged her shoulders with a favor, and then continued: I stood up and kicked it, and then pulled a plate and buckled it on his head. Haha, Mom, you didn't see it, it was so soupy on him.

As he was talking, his eyes couldn't help but start to glance at his mother's chest.

I stood behind my mother, and could barely see my mother's snow-white breasts and deep cleavage through her collar.

My mother has big breasts. According to my estimate, at least E doesn’t wear underwear occasionally at home, and doesn’t look droopy. She thinks she is very tall.

Not only her breasts, but her mother has a good figure, no fat on her abdomen, and her butt is even more round and perky, which is commonly known as peach buttocks. It is not like the chopstick legs that many girls pursue. My mother has plump thighs, but her calves do not look bloated, which is very similar to the figure in some comics.

I once saw a news article online saying that it was a painter named BIYA. Someone complained that the body proportions of the characters she painted were too exaggerated and did not conform to reality at all. As a result, they painted them according to themselves and posted their own photos, which was basically no different from the big breasts and big buttocks in the comics, which shocked netizens.

My mother has the same figure. She usually dresses conservatively and not so obvious when she is out. Sometimes it takes my life if she doesn’t pay attention at home.

It can be said that from appearance to figure, my mother is rubbing her whole body, and I think it is forgivable to steal my mother's tofu.

Looking at my mother's deep cleavage in my eyes, I didn't stop talking: The boy was stunned by me, and I chased and kicked him twice. While he had not recovered, I quickly escaped from the crime scene. Unexpectedly, I was caught by the teacher.

Mom snorted coldly: I didn’t realize that you are quite tempered. I thought you were a good boy at home.

I flattered me: Of course I am a good boy at home. How dare I have a temper in front of you?

Please follow me poorly, come here and stop pressing.My mother pulled me in front of me and looked serious: Forget it today, I won’t fight again in the future. Have you heard it?

Well, I got it.

If there is another time, see how I deal with you.

Yes, absolutely not.Benefiting jpg.

My mother looked at me pretending to be well-behaved and waved her hand helplessly, "Okay, go back to the room to study."

Get order.

When I returned to the room, I sighed long. Fortunately, there was nothing big. Unfortunately, I had been planning for a long time and finally got the courage to start taking the first step today. Now it seems that I can only wait for the next chance.

My name is Zhang Weifeng, I am 16 years old this year, and I am in the second grade of high school.

When I was in junior high school, I had good grades. I liked to read some novels, online novels, world classics, and all kinds of miscellaneous things in my spare time. Because of my good grades, my parents discipline me more relaxed.

Inevitably, I came into contact with pornographic novels.

When I first saw the novel of mother-son incest, I refused in my heart, but I couldn't help but feel curious, and maybe there was a hint of indescribable taboo pleasure. After hesitating, I finally clicked in. It was from that day that my filial piety towards my mother began to gradually deteriorate.

It’s not entirely up to me. Who makes my mother so tempting? I always have to be interested in women. My mother is the most seductive woman I have ever seen. Coupled with the endless incest pornographic articles on the Internet, it’s hard for me not to have any ideas about my mother.

My mother's name is Liu Ruyu. She was born in 1981 and was 166. She is 38 years old this year. She gave birth to me at the age of 22 and then studied for a master's degree. She chose to stay in school. She is now a lecturer in classical literature in the Chinese Department of XX University. I like reading books and was probably influenced by her.

Because she looks very good, my mother's class is very popular. Every class comes with male students who are not part of the major, just to see her style, which makes my father a little jealous.

My dad and my mom were in a college relationship. My dad was two years older than my mom and had four years in love. As soon as my mom graduated, I couldn't wait to get married and have children. My dad once joked with us mothers that your mom is so beautiful and you must first start. What if it is snatched away by another man?

My father is a science subject. After graduation, he has been working in a factory. He has become the deputy director of the Quality Management Department. His salary and benefits are good. The only bad thing is that he travels on business trips. He goes to other places to communicate quality issues with customers every now and then, which makes his mother always complain.

I was still very serious about doing my homework. Before I knew it, it was ten o'clock. I finished my homework and saw that it was still early, so I couldn't help but remember my plan again.

Wait for the next time, I'm not willing to give up; start directly, but I don't know if the time is right.

Forget it, go out and see the situation first.

The rooms checked in. The light in the living room was very dim, so I only turned on a desk lamp next to the sofa. My mother had finished washing up and was lying on the sofa reading a book, wearing a burgundy silk suspender nightgown. When she saw me coming out, she asked casually: Are you hungry, do you want to eat something?

If you are not hungry, I will just have a glass of milk later.

Looking at my mother's stern body, my heart beat slightly faster, and my penis looked up slightly. The snow-white and tender skin on my mother's shoulders shone brightly under the light of the desk lamp. The burgundy silk suspender barely covered my mother's plump breasts, and the two spots on my chest were slightly protruding. I could see a little bit of breast meat at this angle.

The curve of the pajamas fell against my mother's chest, crossed her flat belly, covering the mysterious triangle area, and then showed a slight arc on her thighs, and finally reached the end.

The flawless calves and beautiful feet were finally revealed, overlapping together, telling endless temptations. The lights had dimmed here, adding a hint of indescribable beauty in the haze.

I have seen this beautiful picture for many years, but I can't see it enough.After changing into slippers, I didn't dare to stare at me anymore. I walked into the bathroom and went to the toilet first.

After putting the water happily and looking at the clothes stacked on the clothes hanger, I carefully looked through and found the baby that my mother pressed underneath, the cotton white underwear, and the flesh-colored pantyhose that was as thin as a cicada wing.

I buried my face in my mother's underwear first, took a deep breath, and a faint scent of milk came, and I sighed with satisfaction.

Then I picked up my underwear and touched my face. A fishy smell lingers in my nose. At this time, the penis had already risen up unconsciously. I stuck out my tongue and licked the secretions on my underwear. To be honest, it didn't taste good, a little salty, and a little astringent, so I always tasted it lightly, but for some reason, I couldn't help it every time, and I always licked it. Maybe, licking it was like licking my mother's mysterious pussy.

Alas, it’s a pity that my mother always wears so conservatively, and her underwear is always cotton, without any new tricks.Sighing and putting down my underwear, I finally picked up my mother's stockings.

The texture of stockings is delicate and silky. You can tell that it is a high-end product when you touch it. When I was in junior high school, I started to use my mother's stockings to masturbate. At that time, I thought all stockings were like this. Later, I accidentally touched the stockings that cost about ten yuan a pair and realized that not all stockings can produce Telunsu.

I picked up the stockings with one hand and raised them over my head, so that the position of the fleshy feet naturally fitted on my face. The touch was extremely silky and the taste was very light. After taking a deep breath, there was a hint of sweat mixed with leather, which was not as sour and smelly as written in many pornographic novels.

At this time, my cock was about to explode, but I didn't take any more action. I put my underwear and stockings back to my original position and said to myself silently: Don't worry.

I feel that the time has come, and I don’t want to delay any more. My plan will start to take the first step tonight.

It has been almost three years since I started to learn how to masturbate without a teacher since the second year of junior high school. It has been almost two years since I couldn't resist the temptation and masturbate with my mother's underwear and stockings.

I am no longer satisfied with just using my mother's clothes to vent. I have thought it through, I want you, mom.

I want to kiss your slender legs, I want to lick your delicate feet, I want to knead your plump breasts, I want to spread your perky fat ass, I want to insert it into your mysterious pussy.

I know that this wish is not easy, and it can even be said to be unrealistic. Reality is not a pornographic novel, so many ambiguous coincidences will not happen, and my mother is not the kind of unprincipled mother in the novel.

I must take the initiative, otherwise this will always be a distant and ridiculous dream.

The original inspiration for the plan did come from pornographic novels, and academic performance, and indeed, grades are always the most concerned issue for parents.

As a result, my grades gradually dropped from the top of the class at the beginning of the first year of high school to the current top 30.

At the beginning, I just simply thought about falling off my grades and making progress, and threatening my mother through grades.Later, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was unreliable. After a year of repairs, the plan was finally completed.

Of course, achievements are important, but they can only be a catalyst, and the key is maternal love.

Although my mother is very strict with me, she loves me very much. After all, she is the only son in the family.

My mother has no social relationships and usually goes home after get off work. The work of a university lecturer is relatively easy, so she naturally puts all her energy on me.

My dad is busy with work. From childhood to adulthood, my mom's homework is basically tutored by my mom.

What's more, I am smart and filial. Apart from my academic performance over the past year, there is nothing that makes her dissatisfied.

Logically speaking, I have entered the rebellious period and should have a bad relationship with my parents, but who made me feel lustful?

Naturally, he would give in to her in many ways.

But over the past year, I was really annoyed and couldn't help it. Because of the decline in grades, my mother has disciplined me more and more. She has to take care of everything, not playing with mobile phones, not reading novels, and she has to hold on to her little mistakes...

Fortunately, I know the method of victory. Every time I get angry at my mother, I always fantasize about riding on my mother in the middle of the night, and then take my mother's close clothes and get back...

My feelings for my mother are very complicated, and it is very clear that I am not the kind of love between men and women for my mother.

After all, my mother is very strict with me and likes to nag. I am not shaking M, so how could I have that kind of love?

I have more affection for my mother, but I have mixed up with irresistible carnal desire.

I love her and respect her. I hope she will live a good life, be carefree and have a happy life. I also hope to invade her, possess her, and ravage her. These two are not contradictory.

When I first had sexual fantasies about my mother, I felt very guilty, especially when I felt maternal love.

Later, as desire gradually increased, morality gradually decreased, guilt gradually disappeared, replaced by a kind of unrestrained desire.

In life, my desire for my mother became stronger and stronger, but I have always been suppressed by me. The more I am suppressed, the more unrestrained the desire becomes, and my fantasy for my mother becomes more excessive......

After calming down a little, I walked out of the toilet, and my mother was still reading. I walked to her and sat down: Mom, are you tired in class today?

Hey~ Mom stretched her body long and her curves were exposed to me without reservation: I was in class for one day and ran up and down because of your affairs. Do you think you are tired?

Of course I know she has a lot of classes today, otherwise I wouldn’t have chosen to start my plan today.

Yes, yes, thank you for your hard work, I'll give you a massage.Without waiting for my mother to answer, my hands were naturally placed on my mother's smooth and tight calves to start massage.

Since I have thought about my mother's body, I have often taken the initiative to massage my mother. This is not as difficult as written in many novels, because how could my mother, as a mother, think that her son has a lust for her?

As long as you can control yourself, don't cross the line.

I have always been very good at controlling my shoulders, waist, calves, and feet, and never go beyond the line.

What I like most is of course pressing my mother's feet. The white and cute little feet have no flaws, which often makes me want to pick them up and kiss them well. Of course, I just think about it.

Unfortunately, every time my mother washes, she can only touch her beautiful feet, so I have never touched her beautiful feet wrapped in stockings.

I guess it’s because my mother thinks it’s a bit dirty if she doesn’t wash it. Alas, mom, I really don’t think it’s dirty.

My mother is a university lecturer. When I have a lot of classes, I occasionally stand for a whole day, and my legs will naturally feel sore. I don’t refuse me. I closed my eyes slightly and enjoyed it, and replied to me: Hey, now I know how to please me, have you finished your homework?

My mother's calves are very tight, her skin is smooth and fair, and the curve of her hind legs is beautiful.

I rubbed the middle part of my mother's calf muscles lightly and hardly. This was the most painful place. I replied: After doing it, isn't this coming out to breathe fresh air? Is the strength appropriate?

That's where, heavier.Well~~~ As I increased my strength, my mother frowned slightly, her mouth slightly opened, and she let out a comfortable moan unconsciously. She heard my cock hard, but fortunately she was wearing a loose school uniform and was not obvious.

Mom, are you comfortable?

Well, I didn't raise this son in vain~Ah~ Be gentle~ My mother's eyes were slightly closed, her mouth was slightly opened, and she looked like she was enjoying herself. She obviously didn't notice anything wrong with her tone, but it made me suffer. Her cock was hard and she had to work hard to serve.

Mom, you lie down, it’s hard for me to use it like this.

The force on my hands gradually became lighter, one because I really wanted to touch my mother's delicate and fair calves, and the other was to make my mother turn around and lie down.

I don’t need to say which one to choose between a lying beauty or a lying beauty.

This is not the first time I have been lying down. The multiple massages have made my mother get used to it and I am not wary of me at all. She turned around and lay down, muttering: You, everything is good, why are your grades so poor?You don't look like a fool, Ah?You can get the best in the middle school grades in the whole school, why did you become like this when you get to high school?

I can finally appreciate my mother's wonderful body without restraint. While she can't see her back, I took a breath gently into the mysterious area between my mother's thighs, and continued to massage her calves while pretending to be very distressed:

I don’t know Ah, I don’t know why, I always don’t concentrate in class, I really work hard, and you know that I don’t read extracurricular books, touch my mobile phone, and play games. I really don’t know what to do.

It's Ah, mom, I work so hard and I'm not stupid, so why do I have such poor grades? Hehe~

Humph, if you hadn't known that you were studying seriously, your dad and I would have dealt with you long ago.I understand everything when I explain the questions to you, but why do I always do it wrong?Alas……… Mom seemed a little annoyed, and sighed and fell into silence.

I didn't speak either, but quietly kneading my mother's beautiful flesh while admiring my mother's fat buttocks hidden under the burgundy nightgown.

In fact, massage is not as ambiguous as written in many novels. Massage just provides an environment that can be ambiguous.

When the hard kneading becomes gentle caress, and when the hands gradually slide from the safe zone to the triangle area, massage will gradually become ambiguous.

Of course I didn’t dare to do it before, but today, I’m going to take the first step.

My hands seemed to be unable to control themselves and wanted to reach towards my mother's perky fat buttocks. I took a deep breath, no hurry, no hurry, I couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry. The piece of mysterious hot tofu between my mother's legs.

My calves were pressed almost the same, and my hands turned to my mother's beautiful feet, gently kneading my mother's cute toes, really wanting to put them into my mouth one by one.

My mother has a few pairs of high heels. She doesn't wear them often because of her height. She is more of them flat shoes and sneakers, so her feet are beautiful, size 37, white and slender, gentle as jade, well maintained, and no flaws are seen.

When I pressed my feet down, my mother couldn't help but moan. My mother's feet were very tickled, and a smirk appeared on the corner of my mouth. She gently scraped her white and tender soles with her five fingertips.

Mom's legs shrank suddenly, and a moaned in her mouth: Yes, Ah~~~

I grabbed my mother's feet with both hands, and didn't let it escape. Then I started to massage seriously, and teased her mouth: Haha, Mom, you are still so tickling.

Zhang Weifeng, you are going to die.

My mother turned her head and glared at me fiercely, but her tone was just that she could only say that she was timid and her color was timid. Because of the brighter light over there, I could even see that my mother was slightly red.

I smiled and said, "Look, I'm still mad."Mom doesn't speak.

After turning teasing into a joke between mother and son, I attacked the acupoints on my mother's soles. I read many pornographic novels that I wrote about certain massage acupoints that can aphrodisiacs. I haven't found it anyway and haven't learned it. I only know that the Yongquan acupoint is indeed helpful for improving sexual ability. But after pressing it so many times over the years, my mother has no reaction at all, and I don't know if it's cheaper.

I pressed my mother's beautiful feet for a long time, and my penis had already flew hard. I couldn't help it. I grabbed my mother's feet and accidentally passed the penis in my school uniform.

With a bang in my mind, the numb feeling of electric shock instantly spread from my penis to my brain and reached the depths of my soul.

This is the first time I have made such a bold move. I glanced at my mother and didn't respond. Fortunately.

I exhale and continue to massage, but unfortunately, it would be so good if my mother had her little feet wrapped in stockings.

Yes, I have a stockings fetish, but my mother is a very traditional person. She usually wears flesh-colored pantyhose only in spring and autumn. The cotton pantyhose in winter is too thick. Although I like it, I am not that obsessed.

It is really an unspeakable regret that I don’t have those black and white silks that I can’t make a fuck. I really want to let my mother wear black and white silks that I can fuck.

Alas, will there be such a day?

Maybe.

After my mother's feet were so happy, I decided to start today's plan.

Mom, just press your waist.

After that, without waiting for his mother to answer, he sat on her thigh and pressed her hands towards her waist.

In the past, I usually sat in a vain and it was very laborious, but I had no choice. Every time I helped my mother massage, my penis made it super hard. If the penis touched my mother, it would be miserable.

My mother didn’t answer, maybe because when I rode behind my mother’s back and massaged, my mother always wore clothes and pants.

Today, my mother only wore a suspender nightgown, and the hem of the skirt barely covered her thighs, which made her feel a little inconvenient.

But she didn't say anything about refusing, maybe because her waist was indeed sore, or maybe because she didn't think about how to refuse. After all, she has pressed this way so many times before.

Is it comfortable to press like this?I easily found the location where my mother often felt sore. After all, her breasts are so big, her waist will definitely be very burdensome.

That's there, use a little harder.

My mother was obviously very comfortable. She lay on the sofa with her face sideways, her eyes closed, her lips gently pursed, and she didn't let her make a sound. Obviously, she realized that her unintentional voice sounded a little strange.

My beautiful mother lay under me like this, with only a burgundy nightgown on her body, and her snow-white skin on her back was exposed to the light, and her whole body was still slightly shaking with the force of my hands.

After pressing this for a few minutes, my cock was really about to explode. From the time I finished my homework to now, in less than half an hour, my cock was getting harder and harder. Now, it is time for you to enjoy it a little.

While pressing my mother's slender waist, I slowly adjusted the angle, and then, through the loose school uniform pants, my penis slowly pressed against my mother's peach buttocks.

My mind seemed to be empty in an instant, desire, fear, passion, stimulation, pride, stubbornness...

Countless emotions came, but they did not occupy a single place in my mind.

I just looked at my mother's closed eyes calmly. Yes, I just want to tell my mother that her son has reacted to her body.

My cock gently stroked my mother's perky fat ass, and my nightgown was very smooth and it was easy. My cock slid between my mother's two butts.

The feeling of being wrapped in the buttocks was so exciting. I think I have been thinking about it for a long time this day, and it finally came true today. Involuntarily, my butt began to slowly move.

Mom, will you make a default?

Feeling the hot and hard stick-like object on my butt, my mother is not a chick, so she naturally knows what it is. She immediately opened her eyes and turned to look at me.

Before she moved, I turned my eyes away and looked like I was focusing on massage my waist.My mother's calm voice came from my ears: Okay, I won't press anymore, I'll go to bed.

I haven't pressed the left yet, so I'll finish pressing it.I kept pretending nothing happened. Of course, I didn't dare to move my butt at all, so my penis was tightly pressed against my mother's buttocks.

Zhang Weifeng!My mother's voice was instantly cold. I said I wouldn't press it anymore, can't I hear it?

Oh, OK.I quickly turned off my mother and didn't dare to look at the cold face.

Mom got up without saying a word and turned back to the room.

It's Ah, how can a conservative and traditional mother default?

Although I had thought it would be the result, I still couldn't help but feel guilty and scared at this time.Forget it, some people have no way back.

Seeing my mother enter the room, I waited for a while and saw that she would not come out again. I came to the bathroom decisively and suppressed my penis for more than half an hour, and it was time to vent my anger.

I quickly mopped Ah's pants, picked up my mother's ultra-thin flesh-colored stockings, and I put the toes of one of the toes on my cock. The silky touch made the already explosive cock jump, and the toes of the other stockings were placed on my face and rubbed gently.

My right hand couldn't help holding the cock wrapped in stockings and started to stroke it.

I couldn't help but think of the feeling of rubbing my mother's ass just now. Mom, I really want to fuck your ass, so I was wearing the burgundy silk nightgown just now. Just lift it gently and take off my underwear, and I could hit my dick into your mysterious pussy, and then pierce your perky big ass and penetrate you hard.

My butt can't help but move in line with my imagination...

And your feet, why don’t you fuck me?

Why not put on my cock in stockings?

Why don't you lick my dick?

Hurry up, let me cum in your mouth, cum on your feet, I want to cum all over your body...

I imagined my mother wearing stockings, sitting on the sofa looking down at me with condescending attention, one stocking foot gently stepped on my high cock, and the other stocking foot stepped on my face and gently turned around.

I stuck out my tongue and licked my mother's fleshy shreds, as if I was really licking the soles of my mother's feet. No, I couldn't just lick the soles of my feet, so I licked them one by one at the five toes and toes. The stockings blocked me, and the toes could not be licked in. I pushed my tongue with my tongue, and finally moved between the stockings with the stockings, mixed with the tax deductions. It was still not satisfying enough. I put my mother's toes in my mouth, and while sucking them hard, I turned around my mother's stockings toes with my tongue.

The faint smell on the stockings entered the nose, making everything seem real and illusory...

Mom, I'm touching your stockings legs, my cock is pressing against the soles of your feet, thrusting wildly.

My mother's stockings stepped on my towering cock, slowly slashing up and down. Then she became faster and faster, and suddenly she spread her toes and index fingers, and pulled out a wire mesh in the middle to cover my glans, and gently clamped the crown groove of my glans with her thumb and index fingers.

This foot pressed against my glans and slowly twisted it. The other stockings foot was pulled out of my mouth and stepped on my cock and quickly stroked it.

Son, ejaculate to your mother, ejaculate to her stockings and feet, so that the stockings she wears will fill your semen. Son, come quickly....

The wonderful touch of stockings combined with the taboo fantasies in my mind. It was faster than usual. Strong streams of semen ejaculated hard on my mother's shreds, and large pieces of white semen soaked the entire foot of the stockings.

Huh~ I sighed with satisfaction, wiped my glans with stockings, calming down my excitement just now.

The desire in my heart finally vented. Looking at the white semen on the stockings in front of me, unlike before, I didn't clean up this time.

The plan has begun and there is no turning back.

The ambition to be trapped in the battle is to die but not live.

I didn't clean up my mother's clothes that I had ruined. When I returned to the room, I felt guilty, excited, and scared. I didn't know what I was thinking about, and finally fell asleep.