Chapter 7

Since the last time I had sex, my mother has been kicked out of her room and returned to the day I slept in separate rooms.

My mother’s original intention was to let me concentrate on reviewing and not affect my college entrance examination results for the sake of men and women. In order not to be distracted, she also promised to allow me to go to her room to sleep on that day every weekend.

I simply accepted my mother's decision. Even though I urgently hope to insert my cock into my mother's warm vagina at all times, I know that the current situation is the limit that my mother can tolerate. She is not a woman who can do the best. If she wants her mother to truly accept mother-son incest, she may have to slowly take it.

Even though I had a skin-loving relationship, my mother was still ashamed to talk to me about the sexual matters between them. On ordinary days, my mother and I lived like ordinary mothers and sons, and we never stopped physical exercise every night.

On the weekend, my mother would silently bear my impact, allowing me to inject all the seeds that had accumulated for a week into her body.

As the days passed, I was conducting my final review in an orderly manner, and my mock exam scores came to the top five levels in the school.

By May, my relationship with my wife developed rapidly and almost became a close friend who could talk about everything.

It’s not surprising that my wife was a classmate. It was difficult for her to integrate into the group at this critical moment when the college entrance examination was approaching. For my friendly contact, she quickly accepted the olive branch I handed over.

After all, my wife and I have been with each other for more than ten years, so we naturally have very clear about her interests and hobbies. Whenever we talk about topics that my wife is interested in, my wife will say that my hobbies are so similar. I am like a worm in her belly. Over time, our relationship naturally becomes very close.

When I was just reborn, I actually considered whether to marry a wife in this life. I thought about this idea for at most five minutes and came to the conclusion, marry!

Rather than tangling with all the previous life, it is better to say that the scenes of my wife and son’s incest are the main reasons why I still want to marry her.

Ha, my perverted sexual fetish!

In mid-May, my intimate relationship with my wife gradually spread in the class, and even the rumors that my wife and I became a couple were born. At this moment, the results of the last mock exam before the college entrance examination came out and I failed the exam.

The reason for failing the exam is that it has nothing to do with my wife. It is simply because my mother and I lingered until midnight the day before the exam. The next day, I was in a daze and missed several big questions and didn't do it.

Maybe the head teacher heard the rumors about my wife and I. He not only criticized us, but also called the parents of both sides to the school.

After returning home that day, my mother calmly asked me why I failed the exam. How dare I tell the truth? I stammered for a while and couldn't find any excuses.

When my mother saw that I couldn't answer, she was a little annoyed and said angrily that I was the most stressful time for the college entrance examination. Even if I wanted to fall in love, why couldn't I be two months late? When I got into the university I like, it wouldn't be too late to fall in love again.

I wanted to deny the rumors with my wife, but when I said that, I suddenly had plans to myself.

So he pretended to hesitate and defended: I don’t want to fall in love either, but mom, you obviously let me taste the meat flavor, but you don’t satisfy me. You can only do it once a week, and you can’t have fun, so I have to find a girlfriend to solve my physiological needs.

My mother stared at me in amazement. After a while, she sighed and said: You child, it is not enough to harm your mother at home. You have to harm other girls outside. Can't you help but not do that?

I said with a bitter face: Mom, do you understand the taste? I just want to have sex with you every day. If you didn’t have sex with me, I wouldn’t want to find a girlfriend Ah.

My mother was silent. After a while, she asked me if I could study with peace of mind and not get distracted from falling in love.

As soon as I heard that there was a show, I patted my chest and promised my mother that if I didn’t have to sleep in separate rooms with my mother, I promised to review carefully and promised not to think about falling in love before the college entrance examination.

In order to further dispel my mother's doubts, I also suggested that I would not stay at school for the future evening self-study, and would go home after school in the afternoon and study at home at night.

That night, I moved back to my mother's bedroom.I know that when I come back this time, my mother and I will probably never be eliminated in my life.

I was in a very good shape that night, and begged my mother to put on the black stockings I had coveted for a long time. I was so excited that I couldn't do it myself.

When my mother came out of the shower, her semi-transparent black stockings tightly wrapped around her slender legs. Even the simple cotton underwear was now particularly sexy against the backdrop of her mother's proud figure.

I asked my mother to hold the dressing table and stick out her plump buttocks. I didn't care about the foreplay. I tore open the crotch of the stockings and push away the cotton underwear. I tightly plucked my mother's peach-like buttocks, and my vagina and anus were visible at a glance.

I squatted down and licked the dark red chrysanthemum buds like a curious baby. My mother trembled and seemed to be a little unsteady. She turned her head and glared at me with a angrily voice: Stop messing around, it's very dirty.

When my mother was stimulated by me, she looked a little embarrassed, and a red cloud appeared on her face.After all, it was the first time that someone had kissed the buds of anus. The discomfort and strangeness stimulated the anus to shrink continuously.

It's dirty, and the fragrance of shower gel.I was quite excited and licked my mother's anus again and asked my mother curiously: Mom, have your dad used it here?

My mother twisted her body embarrassedly, turned her head and looked at me suspiciously and said: Your dad hasn't touched me before. You shouldn't have the idea of ​​spanking me, right?

I shook my head. My mother's chrysanthemum buds are indeed a bit tempting to me, but since they have not been developed, it is better not to let my mother suffer that sin.

I have read the information before. Both parties with anal sex are usually happier, while the women do not have that much pleasure. Long-term anal sex may also bring risks such as prolapse.

For the sake of my mother's health, I will not force my mother to do things she doesn't want to.

I stood up, held my cock, and lubricated my glans with the vaginal fluid on my labia to the bottom. The wet and hot vagina contracted, and the numb pleasure spread from my cock to my limbs.

My mother let out a muffled groan, and her whole body fell softly on the dressing table. I held my mother's waist with both hands. After a violent thrust, my mother's shallow moans came from my ears.

In the past, in order to maintain the last dignity of being a mother, my mother never moaned when she had sex with me. Today, under my fierce battle, she threw away her armor and finally gave up her last reserve.

Listening to my mother's gentle and charming moans, I seemed to be like a helper. After a hundred or twos, I felt the trembling of my vagina. The mouth of my uterus was sucking my glans rhythmically. I took a deep breath and held my mother's body that was about to be unable to stabilize. My cock was squirting from the inlet and outlet of the vagina, making a squirting sound.

My mother's moan suddenly became high-pitched, and the hot stream from her vagina hit the glans. I grabbed my mother's hips tightly, and my cock hit hard, and one stream of semen after another shot came out from the cervix.

Half a minute passed, and when the feeling of ejaculation stopped, I pulled out my cock and carried my mother to the bed.

My mother was still a little lost, but I put on my posture again, and my still hard cock fucked directly into my vagina and started the second round.

Perhaps it was the golden finger brought by rebirth. I found that after rebirth, my recovery ability became extremely strong. After ejaculation seven or eight times a night, as long as my cock could still be hard, the semen could be poured into my mother's uterus as if I could not finish ejaculation.

It is also since I discovered my talent that I no longer consider the issue of lasting. It doesn’t matter whether I ejaculate early or not. I can enjoy the pleasure of orgasm a few more times. Anyway, my mother will lose the first time every time.

After the second orgasm I hugged my mother and quietly felt the aftermath after the orgasm. My cock was inserted into my vagina and it didn't move. The warm flesh wall would suddenly shrink from time to time. I hugged my mother and gently stroked her smooth spine. After a long time of warmth, I put down my reserved mother and hugged her lazily in my arms for the first time, and my tone was as lazy as a cat: Stinky son, I've made you successful this time. If you provoke other girls before the college entrance examination, see how I deal with you.

Looking at the semen slowly flowing out of my mother's vagina, I suddenly asked: Mom, I ejaculate in it every time, you won't be pregnant, right?

My mother closed her eyes and didn't look at me. She replied lazily: I've ejaculated so many times, and now I remember whether your mother will get pregnant. I haven't thought about this before?

I was a little embarrassed. When I had sex with my mother in my previous life, my mother was almost menopause, so I didn’t have to worry about the problem of unexpected pregnancy. In this life, I still used to ejaculate in my body, and I really forgot that my mother is still a beautiful woman at the golden age.

I scratched my head reluctantly: Then I'll put on a condom in the future.

Mother smiled: Silly treasure, don’t worry, I will be in the ring after giving birth to you, otherwise do you think I will let you succeed so easily?Pour me a glass of water and I'm thirsty.

I nodded like a doggy, poured my mother a glass of water, and got up to clean up the mess.

After the orgasm, my mother was really like a lazy cat, not moving, letting me fiddle with her body.

I reached out and pulled out the mixture of vaginal semen in my vagina, which made my mother's sweet nasal sounds. I thrust toilet paper and wiped the vaginal fluid from her thighs to the mons pubis. My mother was already slightly nasal sound, obviously very sleepy. I wiped my hands with the toilet paper, threw it to the ground, and went to bed to hug her mother, and fell asleep sweetly.