The mother and son have spent three idyllic days; at any time, even when maid Maria is at home, he will ask his mom to come to his room to receive his touch, lick, and suck.
They decided to have sex only after they left the Portuguese woman at night.
As soon as the maid Maria left, when the mother and son were alone and promised that they would always be like this, they pulled down the blinds from the first floor and locked all the lockable doors to avoid being scared by Charles' impromptu visits, and then the mother and son stripped naked and were naked.
For hours, Max caressed his mother's body enthusiastically and possessed her in every way possible.
He tried to kiss and have sex with his mom in every corner of the different houses, and even in the commander's office, his leather armchair was stained with mixed wife's love fluid and son's cum filth, and the stained chair had to be cleaned and waxing.
At night, they slept together like a loving couple.
They would talk in the dark for a long time, then sleep peacefully in each other's arms, bathing in the scent of each other's body.
Sometimes one of them will wake up, touch the other one in a deep sleep, gently pull the other out of his sleep, and enter a state of happiness.
In the morning, fatigue fell upon them, and Max returned to his room, where he slept until noon like a savage, and so did his mother, lying on her side by the pool, blocking the sun with her parasol.
But over time, a strange sense of boredom and dissatisfaction quietly penetrated into their caresses. Sometimes the fullness of the body made the mother and son so numb that they were satisfied with maintaining intimacy with each other, leaning tightly together, doing nothing, not talking, just holding hands.
With a fear, on the morning of their fourth honeymoon, Max woke up and realized that what they were missing, whether it was him or his mother, was precisely...father Commander!
In his absence, everything became too easy, leaving the mother and son no longer having the nervous and exciting excitement of doing things that are secretly erotic and taboo.
The only person they need to hide now is maid Maria.
Sometimes, however, a movement of love turns Max to his mother.
He hugged his mother, tears surging in his eyes.
Oh, it would be great if she got divorced, he whispered to her.
Even widows.
They can live together like real couples, both of them.
It's just you and me...Isn't that great?
Biya was unwilling to accept the warm and impulsive moments that her son burst out from time to time, and showed resistance to his tenderness, so he did not persist and no longer forced him.
Only when Max is very dirty will they discover their former accomplices and regain their old love.
He noticed that his mother likes to be masturbated and likes to be forced to expose herself in the most animalistic posture.
Of course, every time he forced her to do so, she complained and mumbled in a strange innocent naive voice.
But she always surrenders...
Every day, the commander would call to report the news about the dying old woman.
This dragged on, improved, and then decreased.
One morning, just as he woke up from the room, he heard the phone ringing, Max went downstairs to pick up the phone, his sister Lorraine on the other end of the phone.
They exchanged a few cliches about grandmother’s health in a cold tone.
Then: Is mom near you?Lorraine asked.
Not here, she went to the village, she might be coming back soon.
You have to pay the price with Roccasta, don't you?She immediately sneered and sneered.
Roccasta?
Well, she is Oedipus' mother.Do you know who Oedipus is?
Oh, very interesting!
You don't have to go to my bedroom anymore, now you have the bedroom of Roccasta for you to use, huh?Goodbye, Oedipus, enjoy it, it won't last forever.
He went to his mom's room.She was wearing a bathrobe and undressed her eyebrows in front of the dressing table.He gave her grandmother news (not dead yet, but will die soon), and it was obvious that mom didn't care.
Why don’t you stay at the beach for a while and always hang out at home?Enjoy while your dad is away.You like the sea!You still like it.
He felt a sarcastic feeling in his heart.Did she want him to stay away or something?
You think I'm very clingy now, do you?
He knelt in front of the dressing table, stroked her legs and came to her knees.Instead of opening her thighs immediately, she closed them.
Don't do this, Max, it's too hot!
This is not the usual spoiledness, the kind of spoiled act that seduces him to abuse her; from her angry tone, he knew that she really didn't want to.
In that regard, neither did he.
But my mother's rejection was like a slap in the face.
How many times did he find her silent rejection, snubting his father, who is trying to show tenderness.
Now it's his turn!
He has gone from being one of her lovers to a disgraceful husband!
You want me to leave, do you?And you, will you go to Cavalai?Do you think you need to change it?
His mother pulled off a strand of hair, frowned slightly, and opened her eyes wide.
Don't act like a jealous husband, Max.You are not old enough!Go to the garden and sit for a while, don't always be on my lap, Maria will eventually suspect that she is not blind!
He went to the garden to sulk.
Then go out for a walk in the village directly.
He didn't see his boyfriend, nor did he see the girl; they were all on the beach, probably in Escaret, on the rocks.
At the souvenir shop in Cross Square, he meets face to face with the boss's son Romuld, a big guitar-playing bastard who plays guitar at night at the Lizardman and Frené Garden.
Romuld is preparing to go to Kescarlett to reunite with his friends.
He offered to take him away.
After all, why not?
He called his mom from the store and told her he was leaving.
He deliberately acted coldly.
He felt that she should feel guilty for herself.
He hung up without following her warning.
Romuld took him there with his four-wheel drive.
I have to hook up with a girl, I'm already hard.I kept laughing all day in the store, with those stupid tourists.I'm not telling you, man, I have to take good care of them!
Max thought, this guy was such an idiot, he hated yay, yay teenagers’ trendy terms and their 200-word vocabulary.
Carelessly, Romuld turned the topic to Lorraine.
And let him know with caution that he had paid for her (he had paid the price).
And more than once!
And he is more than the only one in the village!
That's Turquoise, your sister.She is such a hooligan!Even the daughter of the clothing dealer dared not approach her!Just blow it lightly and it will burn.At least you won't be angry about my honesty, right?You have to be modern, man.What a damn fool!She sucks your spinal cord, I swear!In the car, sometimes she gets help from three or four people!She also used to suck.She didn't want to deal with us any more since she got engaged to the bastard from Frejosbase.We are no longer worthy of her.I can tell you that these people miss her very much!
Max looked at the primate's big hairy legs.
He imagined them pressing against his sister.
Then he suddenly saw them on his mother and his cock immediately became hard.
This surprise made him breathless.
It's like a revelation, an enlightenment.
Is it telepathy?
Romuld immediately told him about his mother.
She is different from your sister, huh?What is a woman!A real good woman!Ah, she will make you dream!As she passed the village, all the men stuck out their tongues like that!Your old man will definitely not feel bored!
He tried to make a joke, and his tone was heavy.
Someone told me that your father is not here at the moment.You should invite me to your house for a drink of an aperitif.I won't tell you, your mom, when she put on her white skirt, that skirt stuck to her candy, there was nothing under it; you'll see the eyes of the rolling players, who are rounder than their little pigs!
Romuld (we are friends, aren’t we?) patted his thigh and laughed; Max was stunned by the idiot’s driving style.
At least you are not angry, right?You have to have a modern and modern feel, ha!
modern!
What a sinister symbol Ah!
But there was a small seed in his mind, the furry hand of his mother, who he thought about all afternoon, because they were all bare on the rocks of the stairs like seals.
Over the past two years, all the girls in the village, those who used to fuss about taking off their tops, thought it was shameful to wear a sweatshirt when they came to Escaré or Pan Perron.
On these beaches, it has become a fashion to show off your ass to everyone, otherwise you will be considered a country bumpkin, a backward person, or even a Mongolian person.
They were all there, their naked pussies, golden and glittered by the sun; their small, firm breasts were only wearing their Thai shell necklaces.
But, unfortunately, for Max, (for Romuld!) all the girls present have a master, absolutely all the girls; this season has passed and everyone has found the right shoes.
Romuld and Max broke their noses.
Even the daughter of the clothing product merchant, Germain, inadvertently hooked up with a German student.
Max and Romuld were walking on Tata Beach, which was a gay beach while the couple was isolated on the rocks.
There were about a hundred people, small trumpets and big muscle gentlemen, strolling gracefully on the rocks.
(Some even brought dumbbells!)
They agreed that it was a painful sight, and Romuld proposed not to wait until evening to return to the village.
They all had enough Escaret and this meat show.
When Max came back through the rocks, he noticed a secluded cove, which was mostly German.
The women were naked and immersed in the sun, showing off their open cunts, surrounded by the penis of young people around them.
Romuld and Max washed their eyes thoroughly.
On the way home, Romuld said it again, about Max's mother.
I need a woman like this, a married woman, you get it, man.They are more cautious.I'm engaged, my fiancée is serious, serious, conservative, stereotyped, you know, she doesn't want to take any risks before marriage.
A guitarist, the son of a shopkeeper, who was still reading Hello, Guys at the age of 25, considers himself Johnny, who imitates Johnny's hairstyle, knows all the famous songs of Black Socks, and most importantly, or fearful: he is engaged to an ugly, lump-covered wealthy Catholic who considers himself Jimmy Hendrix!
Romuld's fiancée was as jealous as a tigress. Romuld knew his situation clearly, that was to keep his private life clean, even if it was only on the surface.
He poured out his heart.
They often tell Max, reveal their secrets, and reveal their own feelings.
Because Max is not good at speaking or he never talks too much, his friends take advantage of this, pouring out spills of their souls, and they clear their negative emotions and unknown troubles.
Max yawned a long yawn as the village came into their sight.
Romuld, you seem to like my mom very much, you've been talking about her.Do you want me to match you with her, or what?
The other person was stunned.
We're kidding, darn, don't be surprised!Your mom is taking a shower… She is so sexy, damn it!But I know very well that she won't be interested in me!
Who knows?You're not bad, man!
Romuld looked at him to see if he was joking with him.The four-wheeler stopped in front of the villa.Romuld looked around the greenery in the garden.
I passed by and I was in a friend’s truck, on it…I saw your mother, by your swimming pool, not wearing a bra.Oh my god!That pair of good things!I really can't tell you what I felt at that time!
If you want, Max half-jokingly suggested, can I talk to her about you?
Don't talk nonsense!Are you crazy or what's wrong?
He's gone crazy, Johnny Guitar!Max comforted him and told him that he was indeed joking with him.
Also, don’t fly too many times, as it will make you deaf!You will never hear your guitar again!
What a bastard!
No, but, this guy is such an idiot!
Incredibly, he was so stupid!
it's out of the question.
Max smiled secretly and walked up the garden path alone.
When he told his mother about it, he and his mother would laugh!
I've found a new young lover for you, mom.Romuld, do you know him?Souvenir Lady's Son!Johnny Guitar!Hey guys!OK, let me tell you that you are really favored by him!
They will have an explosive harvest.
But there was no one by the pool.
The blinds of the villa were also pulled up.
The door was closed, too.
He opened it with the key, and there was no cat inside.
This bitch!
Where did she go again?
In Cavalaire, being creampied by an Augustine?
Max suddenly remembered this question.
Her tone was: Why don't you go to the beach, go to the sea, you still like it!
Slut, bitch!
He paced around his parents' bedroom, still bathed in the smell of her perfume.
She had already sprayed perfume on her body before she came out!
He went to the drawer to search, got a pair of her satin panties, leaned close to his nostrils and smelled it, breathing the body fragrance that was remaining on it, and he rubbed his face with the satin panties.
He trembled with anger and trembled with depression.
He was about to go out again to see if his mother's car was still in the garage when he heard the door squeaking.
Through the gaps in the curtains, he saw her coming back.
She seemed to be in a hurry to go, and she was tiring up the buttons of her skirt while walking anxiously!
Max's blood cooled down suddenly, and he turned around and ran out, dodging into his father's office.
Max?Maria?Is anyone here?
He heard her walking around.
She opened the refrigerator and closed it again.
Then she went to her room.
The water in the bathroom immediately flowed out, and the water pipes buzzed.
He took off his flip-flops and walked barefoot through the hall and corridor.
He opened the bathroom door.
Max!Oh, you're almost scared me, you naughty bad boy!
She didn't even have time to take off her skirt; she almost curled up and sat on the bidet, cleaning her pussy.
The first thing she had to do when she returned home in a hurry was to clean her vagina!
And there were red spots on her thighs.
You went to wax, right?Where is Charles?
She stroked the edge of her calf with her hands.Reliably, close your legs.
I was as furry as a monkey.
Let me take a look.Is it smooth now?
He crouched down, put his hands on her legs, and quickly stuffed it between her thighs, and despite her attempt to push him away, he managed to push two fingers into her vagina.
The stuff inside is as sticky as tapioca soup!
Bitch!He treats you as a cheap container and enjoys whatever he wants, and you are filled with his sperm!Uh, this bastard bastard!
His mother stood up, her anger made her face pale, but she was still stunned when she saw tears in Max's eyes thrust out.
He jumped out of the bathroom as if he tried his best to avoid fear, hid in the room upstairs and fell on the bed.
His mind was buzzing, and he repeated a picture and flashed around.
While he was squatting and shitting in Escaret like a dead mouse, his mother was lying on the massage table and being fucked to death by a physiotherapist!
He felt that he could hear their frivolous, giggling and teasing each other's bodies.
Oh my God, I won't touch her again, even with tweezers!She makes me sick.She is not worth it...
Gradually, his anger calmed down.
Then he was startled by himself, as he realized that his cock was actually erect.
It couldn't help but get excited when the thought of his mom having a blowjob for Charles.
He remembered his cock also erected in his friend's four-wheeler, imagining Romuld's big hands were under control on her body.
Max?Are you still sulking?
Biya stood on the threshold in awkward manner, wearing one of her wisest clothes, a very dignified dress.
He understood that the woman who was worried about him at this time was as a mother, not a wife.
She came over and sat down beside him, stroking his forehead.
Are you crying?She said in a low voice.(Maria sang hoarsely in the kitchen, a kind of Fado, Portuguese complaint.)
Are you sad?Because of me?
How could you sleep with that clown!?Physical therapist for the old ladies!Don't you fucking disgusting?Am I not enough for you?Is my dick too small?
Max.Stay rational.You are my son, Max.This is…it’s totally abnormal, what’s going on between us…and it’s not…it’s unhealthy for me…
Let you have sex with me alone?Is this something unhealthy?Do you need other men to restore balance?
His mother sighed and kept silent.
I'm a perverted woman, Max, she said at the end.
Mom has always been very lewd!Even when I was a little girl, I was very vicious.And I've been cheating on your father.If you want to despise your mother, then despise me, but I can’t change myself!I can’t do anything about myself…if there is, then the only thing I regret… is what happened to you!Whenever I think of this, deep guilt swallows me and I feel like I am a criminal who will never be forgiven.
No!no!
He hugged her frantically.
Beautiful, I swear it is beautiful.This is not a sin.This is the best thing that has happened to me!
She held him in her arms.
But that bastard, he wouldn't feel tired.Because he tasted the mother and daughter!
Looking at his mother who looked confused, he realized that her mother didn't know yet, so he told her about what happened between her sister and Charles.
Oh, bastard!This shit!He swore to me that he wouldn't touch Lorraine!
After a while, she sighed and shrugged.
In the final analysis... Why did Lorraine do this?Max… A man like Charles is irrelevant to a woman and is nothing.How can I explain to you?This is the same as a man looking for a prostitute.Do you understand?He does this with all his clients.Nothing... nothing but sex... nothing.
Are you with me?
Max!How can you compare me with you?Come on, go wash your face and get down from your room.How is Escaret?OK?
What's scary is.We went to Tata Beach to visit the aunties!You should go one day, it's worth a visit.Actually, why don't you come to Escaret?Don’t you want to take off your clothes in front of everyone?You are an exposure-crazy addicted woman, I believe you will love it!
idiot.
You will be like a German woman, you will see their thighs spreading, it's like going to a gynecologist!Everything is yawning!There are also the boys around them peeking at them without blinking!Now this is all very normal.
But...Max...you are so perverted!Don’t you feel ashamed that you actually have this kind of thought towards your mother...!
Listening to her mother Biya's strange innocent voice, whenever she aroused her sexual excitement, her mother would make that wise and tender childish voice. He felt that he had touched something inside her, something hidden in her body.
So he told his mom some interesting things he and Romuld saw.
But in secret, he would be extremely excited and excited when he imagined that the unevolved Romuld's hairy fool was molesting his mother in front of him.
Max…Do you really have this idea?
They stared at each other.
Mom, I am very jealous of you, and you know it too.For example, take Charles as an example.But I told myself that if you were willing to let me watch Charles fuck your ass in front of me do this…it would be different!
She covered his mouth with her hands; she looked suddenly scared.
shut your mouth.You shouldn't even imagine this problem.
He half-jokingly and half-seriously told her about his conversation with Romuld.
Biya smiled nervously, but he could tell that it made her mother's heart itch and excited.
He is so ridiculous, that big guy!But that's it, Max said, I dislike him, as much as I dislike Charles, and we can use him.Romuld is nothing more than a puppet!A prop to add to the fun!
Max...you're not serious, are you?
why not?
But Max!Are you crazy?Furthermore, he lives in the village, and that kind of person... even assumes that it has happened unimaginably... but I... the whole town will know it tomorrow!
You're kidding, he's already engaged to Miss Castanier!Do you know how much dowry she has?Just this one will make him shut up his mouth obediently, I can guarantee it!
But it's ridiculous, Max.Then, let's stop, it's a completely ridiculous conversation!It's absolutely impossible, there's no doubt that you heard it?Come on, get off the bed, hurry up… Maria made us a pizza and we were going to cut it into small pieces and have some aperitif, just the two of us.Paired with iced rosé wine.
We can invite Romuld, don't we?That would be fun!
Stop talking, Max, can you hear me?
He didn't insist.
Of course she was very angry.
But it's not yet to the point where she should be angry.
He went to take a shower and walked to the balcony.
Night is coming.
This time, there weren't many storms in the hot weather.
There was even a breeze sang softly among the branches and leaves of the willow tree and whispered.
They chewed on pizza and drank rosé wine.
Maria was busy back and forth in the kitchen.
He thought again how great it would be if there were only two of them.
Oedipus and Rocasseta live in peace!
Of course, she will have lovers, even though she is a vicious woman.
But he believed that he would rule everything.
What are you thinking, Max?Naughty stuff, huh?I dare to conclude that when you make such a look... a perverted little pervert!
He was trembling with joy.
Is it rose wine?
Or was it because he told her about Romuld that the seeds were planted in her heart?
However, she just made a tone of a well-behaved child's sexy voice, the once strange tone.
I thought of Romuld, Max said, I'm thinking of you in the bedroom with him.
His mother took a sip of rosé wine.She picked up a piece of pizza and bit it finely with the tip of her teeth, like a little mouse gnawed.
Do you know?We can...
No, no...I don't want to hear anything!
What if he thinks you are sleeping?You fell asleep after taking sleeping pills?And I will take him to your room...
He saw his mother's face turn rosy first and then pale again.
She seemed to feel very cold, just holding her elbow, and then looked up shyly at him.
Now she has changed into an evil little daughter.
Max was impressed by his mother's unique acting skills in displacing role-playing roles. As a way to express his respect for his mother, his penis was straightened.
You'll fall asleep, he whispered.
You won't know what's going on!
Don't be stupid!
And he will be very scared afterwards, can you imagine?Using drugs to anesthetize a woman and then abuse and molest her, this behavior is rape!He will face jail, it's simple and clear.
But how could you have such an idea?
I am a pervert, like you, mom.So perverts will have this idea.
Maria walked out of the kitchen.
She put on her clothes.
She explained that the pepper was on the stove.
Just reheat over low heat.
She also prepared an ice cream in the refrigerator.
His mother told her that she was an angel and without her she would be lost.
The Portuguese woman smiled happily and left.
They felt the feeling of being alone.
I'm going to find him, Max said, and stood up.
I'll go here.
His mother saw him straightening his erect penis under his trousers.
Stay here, Max!Have you heard what I said? Don’t be stupid!I don't allow you to bring that idiot!
We don't have to do anything.He just came for a drink, and it was so simple.We will see it on site...
His mother put her hands on his cheek, burning him.He turned around and left without saying a word.She called him twice in a faint voice, but he didn't turn back.
When he arrived at the square five minutes later, the cafe was filled with tourists.
The same goes for the restaurant's terrace.
The kickers are playing.
In the Souvenir Lady's shop, Romuld was tuning his guitar.
A gray-faced British woman with a flat figure as flat as a flounder, turning the revolving door of the postcard.
Are you here again?Are you here to buy souvenirs?I just received a stock of a batch of Provence dolls made in Taiwan, which are very popular and sell very well.
Do you have any performances at the Lizardman Hotel tonight?
No, they have a jazz band resident.I was about to close the store door.What's wrong with you here?
I told my mom about you.
What?
His guitar almost fell out of his hand.
Wait, don't make that expression, I didn't say anything.Just say you drove me home, you're a super nice guy, very fashionable, you're very successful in dealing with girls, all of that.I make you look good, you know.She has seen your performance at Lizardman and she loves how you play.You can have a drink and play some songs for us!After that… (Max shrugged) Let’s wait and see, huh?
The other party was speechless and stared at him with wide mouth.
What the hell are you doing?Your mother has never seen me.Do you want to make me a April Fool's Day joke or something?It's July now, I'll let you know!
Are you scared?Did she impress you?Or do you prefer an idiot bitch who smells like a slut?
Max said with a sneer.
He said: I just want to have some fun.Do you need a drawing?
Romuld, like a zombie, stood up, put the guitar on the counter, pushed the British woman out, pulled back the postcard revolving door, and lowered the metal curtains.
Are you serious?You won't joke with me, are you?
His face turned pale with emotion.
Be careful, huh?She is my mother, she is not a prostitute!I didn't assure you anything.Don't think she'll lie on her back when she sees you.But...what I said.I didn't find her...hostile, if you understand what I mean.She didn't scream when I talked to her about you...like a boy she might play with, a cautious man, an engaged man, a man who can shut up and keep silent...
(Romould glanced at a mirror for sale in their store, with the border of the mirror being carved with an olive tree carved with a knife by an ‘authentic Provence shepherd’. He touched his chin) I should shave…
shave?Leave it alone, man.She won't kiss you.Listen, this is just...a contact.Maybe nothing will happen, you will only know each other, do you understand?Come on, bring your guitar, Johnny, let's go.Try to be cautious, uh, if everything works smoothly, there will be a result between you...my father, he will be as jealous as the Sultan!If it reaches his ears, I won’t care about your life or death!
Do you want my eyes to be dug out by my fiancée?At least let me change my clothes and take a shower.I'll be able to get it done in five minutes.
Max came to Cross Square and waited, watching the person playing football.
Ten minutes later, another man appeared; he carefully combed himself, shaved his beard, and sprayed with perfume.
He uses Colgate aftershave like a hair salon!
And the guitar under his arm is like a machine gun.
He really deserves to be measured by the weight of cauliflower, this idiot.
Mom will be very happy.
Mom, see what I found for you at the souvenir gift shop?An authentic Provence bastard made in Taiwan with his guitar and his plastic dick!(You can pull it up from the back with a wrench) It goes up from the back and has a key!Come and guess what he will do to you?
They decided to have sex only after they left the Portuguese woman at night.
As soon as the maid Maria left, when the mother and son were alone and promised that they would always be like this, they pulled down the blinds from the first floor and locked all the lockable doors to avoid being scared by Charles' impromptu visits, and then the mother and son stripped naked and were naked.
For hours, Max caressed his mother's body enthusiastically and possessed her in every way possible.
He tried to kiss and have sex with his mom in every corner of the different houses, and even in the commander's office, his leather armchair was stained with mixed wife's love fluid and son's cum filth, and the stained chair had to be cleaned and waxing.
At night, they slept together like a loving couple.
They would talk in the dark for a long time, then sleep peacefully in each other's arms, bathing in the scent of each other's body.
Sometimes one of them will wake up, touch the other one in a deep sleep, gently pull the other out of his sleep, and enter a state of happiness.
In the morning, fatigue fell upon them, and Max returned to his room, where he slept until noon like a savage, and so did his mother, lying on her side by the pool, blocking the sun with her parasol.
But over time, a strange sense of boredom and dissatisfaction quietly penetrated into their caresses. Sometimes the fullness of the body made the mother and son so numb that they were satisfied with maintaining intimacy with each other, leaning tightly together, doing nothing, not talking, just holding hands.
With a fear, on the morning of their fourth honeymoon, Max woke up and realized that what they were missing, whether it was him or his mother, was precisely...father Commander!
In his absence, everything became too easy, leaving the mother and son no longer having the nervous and exciting excitement of doing things that are secretly erotic and taboo.
The only person they need to hide now is maid Maria.
Sometimes, however, a movement of love turns Max to his mother.
He hugged his mother, tears surging in his eyes.
Oh, it would be great if she got divorced, he whispered to her.
Even widows.
They can live together like real couples, both of them.
It's just you and me...Isn't that great?
Biya was unwilling to accept the warm and impulsive moments that her son burst out from time to time, and showed resistance to his tenderness, so he did not persist and no longer forced him.
Only when Max is very dirty will they discover their former accomplices and regain their old love.
He noticed that his mother likes to be masturbated and likes to be forced to expose herself in the most animalistic posture.
Of course, every time he forced her to do so, she complained and mumbled in a strange innocent naive voice.
But she always surrenders...
Every day, the commander would call to report the news about the dying old woman.
This dragged on, improved, and then decreased.
One morning, just as he woke up from the room, he heard the phone ringing, Max went downstairs to pick up the phone, his sister Lorraine on the other end of the phone.
They exchanged a few cliches about grandmother’s health in a cold tone.
Then: Is mom near you?Lorraine asked.
Not here, she went to the village, she might be coming back soon.
You have to pay the price with Roccasta, don't you?She immediately sneered and sneered.
Roccasta?
Well, she is Oedipus' mother.Do you know who Oedipus is?
Oh, very interesting!
You don't have to go to my bedroom anymore, now you have the bedroom of Roccasta for you to use, huh?Goodbye, Oedipus, enjoy it, it won't last forever.
He went to his mom's room.She was wearing a bathrobe and undressed her eyebrows in front of the dressing table.He gave her grandmother news (not dead yet, but will die soon), and it was obvious that mom didn't care.
Why don’t you stay at the beach for a while and always hang out at home?Enjoy while your dad is away.You like the sea!You still like it.
He felt a sarcastic feeling in his heart.Did she want him to stay away or something?
You think I'm very clingy now, do you?
He knelt in front of the dressing table, stroked her legs and came to her knees.Instead of opening her thighs immediately, she closed them.
Don't do this, Max, it's too hot!
This is not the usual spoiledness, the kind of spoiled act that seduces him to abuse her; from her angry tone, he knew that she really didn't want to.
In that regard, neither did he.
But my mother's rejection was like a slap in the face.
How many times did he find her silent rejection, snubting his father, who is trying to show tenderness.
Now it's his turn!
He has gone from being one of her lovers to a disgraceful husband!
You want me to leave, do you?And you, will you go to Cavalai?Do you think you need to change it?
His mother pulled off a strand of hair, frowned slightly, and opened her eyes wide.
Don't act like a jealous husband, Max.You are not old enough!Go to the garden and sit for a while, don't always be on my lap, Maria will eventually suspect that she is not blind!
He went to the garden to sulk.
Then go out for a walk in the village directly.
He didn't see his boyfriend, nor did he see the girl; they were all on the beach, probably in Escaret, on the rocks.
At the souvenir shop in Cross Square, he meets face to face with the boss's son Romuld, a big guitar-playing bastard who plays guitar at night at the Lizardman and Frené Garden.
Romuld is preparing to go to Kescarlett to reunite with his friends.
He offered to take him away.
After all, why not?
He called his mom from the store and told her he was leaving.
He deliberately acted coldly.
He felt that she should feel guilty for herself.
He hung up without following her warning.
Romuld took him there with his four-wheel drive.
I have to hook up with a girl, I'm already hard.I kept laughing all day in the store, with those stupid tourists.I'm not telling you, man, I have to take good care of them!
Max thought, this guy was such an idiot, he hated yay, yay teenagers’ trendy terms and their 200-word vocabulary.
Carelessly, Romuld turned the topic to Lorraine.
And let him know with caution that he had paid for her (he had paid the price).
And more than once!
And he is more than the only one in the village!
That's Turquoise, your sister.She is such a hooligan!Even the daughter of the clothing dealer dared not approach her!Just blow it lightly and it will burn.At least you won't be angry about my honesty, right?You have to be modern, man.What a damn fool!She sucks your spinal cord, I swear!In the car, sometimes she gets help from three or four people!She also used to suck.She didn't want to deal with us any more since she got engaged to the bastard from Frejosbase.We are no longer worthy of her.I can tell you that these people miss her very much!
Max looked at the primate's big hairy legs.
He imagined them pressing against his sister.
Then he suddenly saw them on his mother and his cock immediately became hard.
This surprise made him breathless.
It's like a revelation, an enlightenment.
Is it telepathy?
Romuld immediately told him about his mother.
She is different from your sister, huh?What is a woman!A real good woman!Ah, she will make you dream!As she passed the village, all the men stuck out their tongues like that!Your old man will definitely not feel bored!
He tried to make a joke, and his tone was heavy.
Someone told me that your father is not here at the moment.You should invite me to your house for a drink of an aperitif.I won't tell you, your mom, when she put on her white skirt, that skirt stuck to her candy, there was nothing under it; you'll see the eyes of the rolling players, who are rounder than their little pigs!
Romuld (we are friends, aren’t we?) patted his thigh and laughed; Max was stunned by the idiot’s driving style.
At least you are not angry, right?You have to have a modern and modern feel, ha!
modern!
What a sinister symbol Ah!
But there was a small seed in his mind, the furry hand of his mother, who he thought about all afternoon, because they were all bare on the rocks of the stairs like seals.
Over the past two years, all the girls in the village, those who used to fuss about taking off their tops, thought it was shameful to wear a sweatshirt when they came to Escaré or Pan Perron.
On these beaches, it has become a fashion to show off your ass to everyone, otherwise you will be considered a country bumpkin, a backward person, or even a Mongolian person.
They were all there, their naked pussies, golden and glittered by the sun; their small, firm breasts were only wearing their Thai shell necklaces.
But, unfortunately, for Max, (for Romuld!) all the girls present have a master, absolutely all the girls; this season has passed and everyone has found the right shoes.
Romuld and Max broke their noses.
Even the daughter of the clothing product merchant, Germain, inadvertently hooked up with a German student.
Max and Romuld were walking on Tata Beach, which was a gay beach while the couple was isolated on the rocks.
There were about a hundred people, small trumpets and big muscle gentlemen, strolling gracefully on the rocks.
(Some even brought dumbbells!)
They agreed that it was a painful sight, and Romuld proposed not to wait until evening to return to the village.
They all had enough Escaret and this meat show.
When Max came back through the rocks, he noticed a secluded cove, which was mostly German.
The women were naked and immersed in the sun, showing off their open cunts, surrounded by the penis of young people around them.
Romuld and Max washed their eyes thoroughly.
On the way home, Romuld said it again, about Max's mother.
I need a woman like this, a married woman, you get it, man.They are more cautious.I'm engaged, my fiancée is serious, serious, conservative, stereotyped, you know, she doesn't want to take any risks before marriage.
A guitarist, the son of a shopkeeper, who was still reading Hello, Guys at the age of 25, considers himself Johnny, who imitates Johnny's hairstyle, knows all the famous songs of Black Socks, and most importantly, or fearful: he is engaged to an ugly, lump-covered wealthy Catholic who considers himself Jimmy Hendrix!
Romuld's fiancée was as jealous as a tigress. Romuld knew his situation clearly, that was to keep his private life clean, even if it was only on the surface.
He poured out his heart.
They often tell Max, reveal their secrets, and reveal their own feelings.
Because Max is not good at speaking or he never talks too much, his friends take advantage of this, pouring out spills of their souls, and they clear their negative emotions and unknown troubles.
Max yawned a long yawn as the village came into their sight.
Romuld, you seem to like my mom very much, you've been talking about her.Do you want me to match you with her, or what?
The other person was stunned.
We're kidding, darn, don't be surprised!Your mom is taking a shower… She is so sexy, damn it!But I know very well that she won't be interested in me!
Who knows?You're not bad, man!
Romuld looked at him to see if he was joking with him.The four-wheeler stopped in front of the villa.Romuld looked around the greenery in the garden.
I passed by and I was in a friend’s truck, on it…I saw your mother, by your swimming pool, not wearing a bra.Oh my god!That pair of good things!I really can't tell you what I felt at that time!
If you want, Max half-jokingly suggested, can I talk to her about you?
Don't talk nonsense!Are you crazy or what's wrong?
He's gone crazy, Johnny Guitar!Max comforted him and told him that he was indeed joking with him.
Also, don’t fly too many times, as it will make you deaf!You will never hear your guitar again!
What a bastard!
No, but, this guy is such an idiot!
Incredibly, he was so stupid!
it's out of the question.
Max smiled secretly and walked up the garden path alone.
When he told his mother about it, he and his mother would laugh!
I've found a new young lover for you, mom.Romuld, do you know him?Souvenir Lady's Son!Johnny Guitar!Hey guys!OK, let me tell you that you are really favored by him!
They will have an explosive harvest.
But there was no one by the pool.
The blinds of the villa were also pulled up.
The door was closed, too.
He opened it with the key, and there was no cat inside.
This bitch!
Where did she go again?
In Cavalaire, being creampied by an Augustine?
Max suddenly remembered this question.
Her tone was: Why don't you go to the beach, go to the sea, you still like it!
Slut, bitch!
He paced around his parents' bedroom, still bathed in the smell of her perfume.
She had already sprayed perfume on her body before she came out!
He went to the drawer to search, got a pair of her satin panties, leaned close to his nostrils and smelled it, breathing the body fragrance that was remaining on it, and he rubbed his face with the satin panties.
He trembled with anger and trembled with depression.
He was about to go out again to see if his mother's car was still in the garage when he heard the door squeaking.
Through the gaps in the curtains, he saw her coming back.
She seemed to be in a hurry to go, and she was tiring up the buttons of her skirt while walking anxiously!
Max's blood cooled down suddenly, and he turned around and ran out, dodging into his father's office.
Max?Maria?Is anyone here?
He heard her walking around.
She opened the refrigerator and closed it again.
Then she went to her room.
The water in the bathroom immediately flowed out, and the water pipes buzzed.
He took off his flip-flops and walked barefoot through the hall and corridor.
He opened the bathroom door.
Max!Oh, you're almost scared me, you naughty bad boy!
She didn't even have time to take off her skirt; she almost curled up and sat on the bidet, cleaning her pussy.
The first thing she had to do when she returned home in a hurry was to clean her vagina!
And there were red spots on her thighs.
You went to wax, right?Where is Charles?
She stroked the edge of her calf with her hands.Reliably, close your legs.
I was as furry as a monkey.
Let me take a look.Is it smooth now?
He crouched down, put his hands on her legs, and quickly stuffed it between her thighs, and despite her attempt to push him away, he managed to push two fingers into her vagina.
The stuff inside is as sticky as tapioca soup!
Bitch!He treats you as a cheap container and enjoys whatever he wants, and you are filled with his sperm!Uh, this bastard bastard!
His mother stood up, her anger made her face pale, but she was still stunned when she saw tears in Max's eyes thrust out.
He jumped out of the bathroom as if he tried his best to avoid fear, hid in the room upstairs and fell on the bed.
His mind was buzzing, and he repeated a picture and flashed around.
While he was squatting and shitting in Escaret like a dead mouse, his mother was lying on the massage table and being fucked to death by a physiotherapist!
He felt that he could hear their frivolous, giggling and teasing each other's bodies.
Oh my God, I won't touch her again, even with tweezers!She makes me sick.She is not worth it...
Gradually, his anger calmed down.
Then he was startled by himself, as he realized that his cock was actually erect.
It couldn't help but get excited when the thought of his mom having a blowjob for Charles.
He remembered his cock also erected in his friend's four-wheeler, imagining Romuld's big hands were under control on her body.
Max?Are you still sulking?
Biya stood on the threshold in awkward manner, wearing one of her wisest clothes, a very dignified dress.
He understood that the woman who was worried about him at this time was as a mother, not a wife.
She came over and sat down beside him, stroking his forehead.
Are you crying?She said in a low voice.(Maria sang hoarsely in the kitchen, a kind of Fado, Portuguese complaint.)
Are you sad?Because of me?
How could you sleep with that clown!?Physical therapist for the old ladies!Don't you fucking disgusting?Am I not enough for you?Is my dick too small?
Max.Stay rational.You are my son, Max.This is…it’s totally abnormal, what’s going on between us…and it’s not…it’s unhealthy for me…
Let you have sex with me alone?Is this something unhealthy?Do you need other men to restore balance?
His mother sighed and kept silent.
I'm a perverted woman, Max, she said at the end.
Mom has always been very lewd!Even when I was a little girl, I was very vicious.And I've been cheating on your father.If you want to despise your mother, then despise me, but I can’t change myself!I can’t do anything about myself…if there is, then the only thing I regret… is what happened to you!Whenever I think of this, deep guilt swallows me and I feel like I am a criminal who will never be forgiven.
No!no!
He hugged her frantically.
Beautiful, I swear it is beautiful.This is not a sin.This is the best thing that has happened to me!
She held him in her arms.
But that bastard, he wouldn't feel tired.Because he tasted the mother and daughter!
Looking at his mother who looked confused, he realized that her mother didn't know yet, so he told her about what happened between her sister and Charles.
Oh, bastard!This shit!He swore to me that he wouldn't touch Lorraine!
After a while, she sighed and shrugged.
In the final analysis... Why did Lorraine do this?Max… A man like Charles is irrelevant to a woman and is nothing.How can I explain to you?This is the same as a man looking for a prostitute.Do you understand?He does this with all his clients.Nothing... nothing but sex... nothing.
Are you with me?
Max!How can you compare me with you?Come on, go wash your face and get down from your room.How is Escaret?OK?
What's scary is.We went to Tata Beach to visit the aunties!You should go one day, it's worth a visit.Actually, why don't you come to Escaret?Don’t you want to take off your clothes in front of everyone?You are an exposure-crazy addicted woman, I believe you will love it!
idiot.
You will be like a German woman, you will see their thighs spreading, it's like going to a gynecologist!Everything is yawning!There are also the boys around them peeking at them without blinking!Now this is all very normal.
But...Max...you are so perverted!Don’t you feel ashamed that you actually have this kind of thought towards your mother...!
Listening to her mother Biya's strange innocent voice, whenever she aroused her sexual excitement, her mother would make that wise and tender childish voice. He felt that he had touched something inside her, something hidden in her body.
So he told his mom some interesting things he and Romuld saw.
But in secret, he would be extremely excited and excited when he imagined that the unevolved Romuld's hairy fool was molesting his mother in front of him.
Max…Do you really have this idea?
They stared at each other.
Mom, I am very jealous of you, and you know it too.For example, take Charles as an example.But I told myself that if you were willing to let me watch Charles fuck your ass in front of me do this…it would be different!
She covered his mouth with her hands; she looked suddenly scared.
shut your mouth.You shouldn't even imagine this problem.
He half-jokingly and half-seriously told her about his conversation with Romuld.
Biya smiled nervously, but he could tell that it made her mother's heart itch and excited.
He is so ridiculous, that big guy!But that's it, Max said, I dislike him, as much as I dislike Charles, and we can use him.Romuld is nothing more than a puppet!A prop to add to the fun!
Max...you're not serious, are you?
why not?
But Max!Are you crazy?Furthermore, he lives in the village, and that kind of person... even assumes that it has happened unimaginably... but I... the whole town will know it tomorrow!
You're kidding, he's already engaged to Miss Castanier!Do you know how much dowry she has?Just this one will make him shut up his mouth obediently, I can guarantee it!
But it's ridiculous, Max.Then, let's stop, it's a completely ridiculous conversation!It's absolutely impossible, there's no doubt that you heard it?Come on, get off the bed, hurry up… Maria made us a pizza and we were going to cut it into small pieces and have some aperitif, just the two of us.Paired with iced rosé wine.
We can invite Romuld, don't we?That would be fun!
Stop talking, Max, can you hear me?
He didn't insist.
Of course she was very angry.
But it's not yet to the point where she should be angry.
He went to take a shower and walked to the balcony.
Night is coming.
This time, there weren't many storms in the hot weather.
There was even a breeze sang softly among the branches and leaves of the willow tree and whispered.
They chewed on pizza and drank rosé wine.
Maria was busy back and forth in the kitchen.
He thought again how great it would be if there were only two of them.
Oedipus and Rocasseta live in peace!
Of course, she will have lovers, even though she is a vicious woman.
But he believed that he would rule everything.
What are you thinking, Max?Naughty stuff, huh?I dare to conclude that when you make such a look... a perverted little pervert!
He was trembling with joy.
Is it rose wine?
Or was it because he told her about Romuld that the seeds were planted in her heart?
However, she just made a tone of a well-behaved child's sexy voice, the once strange tone.
I thought of Romuld, Max said, I'm thinking of you in the bedroom with him.
His mother took a sip of rosé wine.She picked up a piece of pizza and bit it finely with the tip of her teeth, like a little mouse gnawed.
Do you know?We can...
No, no...I don't want to hear anything!
What if he thinks you are sleeping?You fell asleep after taking sleeping pills?And I will take him to your room...
He saw his mother's face turn rosy first and then pale again.
She seemed to feel very cold, just holding her elbow, and then looked up shyly at him.
Now she has changed into an evil little daughter.
Max was impressed by his mother's unique acting skills in displacing role-playing roles. As a way to express his respect for his mother, his penis was straightened.
You'll fall asleep, he whispered.
You won't know what's going on!
Don't be stupid!
And he will be very scared afterwards, can you imagine?Using drugs to anesthetize a woman and then abuse and molest her, this behavior is rape!He will face jail, it's simple and clear.
But how could you have such an idea?
I am a pervert, like you, mom.So perverts will have this idea.
Maria walked out of the kitchen.
She put on her clothes.
She explained that the pepper was on the stove.
Just reheat over low heat.
She also prepared an ice cream in the refrigerator.
His mother told her that she was an angel and without her she would be lost.
The Portuguese woman smiled happily and left.
They felt the feeling of being alone.
I'm going to find him, Max said, and stood up.
I'll go here.
His mother saw him straightening his erect penis under his trousers.
Stay here, Max!Have you heard what I said? Don’t be stupid!I don't allow you to bring that idiot!
We don't have to do anything.He just came for a drink, and it was so simple.We will see it on site...
His mother put her hands on his cheek, burning him.He turned around and left without saying a word.She called him twice in a faint voice, but he didn't turn back.
When he arrived at the square five minutes later, the cafe was filled with tourists.
The same goes for the restaurant's terrace.
The kickers are playing.
In the Souvenir Lady's shop, Romuld was tuning his guitar.
A gray-faced British woman with a flat figure as flat as a flounder, turning the revolving door of the postcard.
Are you here again?Are you here to buy souvenirs?I just received a stock of a batch of Provence dolls made in Taiwan, which are very popular and sell very well.
Do you have any performances at the Lizardman Hotel tonight?
No, they have a jazz band resident.I was about to close the store door.What's wrong with you here?
I told my mom about you.
What?
His guitar almost fell out of his hand.
Wait, don't make that expression, I didn't say anything.Just say you drove me home, you're a super nice guy, very fashionable, you're very successful in dealing with girls, all of that.I make you look good, you know.She has seen your performance at Lizardman and she loves how you play.You can have a drink and play some songs for us!After that… (Max shrugged) Let’s wait and see, huh?
The other party was speechless and stared at him with wide mouth.
What the hell are you doing?Your mother has never seen me.Do you want to make me a April Fool's Day joke or something?It's July now, I'll let you know!
Are you scared?Did she impress you?Or do you prefer an idiot bitch who smells like a slut?
Max said with a sneer.
He said: I just want to have some fun.Do you need a drawing?
Romuld, like a zombie, stood up, put the guitar on the counter, pushed the British woman out, pulled back the postcard revolving door, and lowered the metal curtains.
Are you serious?You won't joke with me, are you?
His face turned pale with emotion.
Be careful, huh?She is my mother, she is not a prostitute!I didn't assure you anything.Don't think she'll lie on her back when she sees you.But...what I said.I didn't find her...hostile, if you understand what I mean.She didn't scream when I talked to her about you...like a boy she might play with, a cautious man, an engaged man, a man who can shut up and keep silent...
(Romould glanced at a mirror for sale in their store, with the border of the mirror being carved with an olive tree carved with a knife by an ‘authentic Provence shepherd’. He touched his chin) I should shave…
shave?Leave it alone, man.She won't kiss you.Listen, this is just...a contact.Maybe nothing will happen, you will only know each other, do you understand?Come on, bring your guitar, Johnny, let's go.Try to be cautious, uh, if everything works smoothly, there will be a result between you...my father, he will be as jealous as the Sultan!If it reaches his ears, I won’t care about your life or death!
Do you want my eyes to be dug out by my fiancée?At least let me change my clothes and take a shower.I'll be able to get it done in five minutes.
Max came to Cross Square and waited, watching the person playing football.
Ten minutes later, another man appeared; he carefully combed himself, shaved his beard, and sprayed with perfume.
He uses Colgate aftershave like a hair salon!
And the guitar under his arm is like a machine gun.
He really deserves to be measured by the weight of cauliflower, this idiot.
Mom will be very happy.
Mom, see what I found for you at the souvenir gift shop?An authentic Provence bastard made in Taiwan with his guitar and his plastic dick!(You can pull it up from the back with a wrench) It goes up from the back and has a key!Come and guess what he will do to you?
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