Chapter 11

Shortly after Xiaoma fell asleep, Xiuhua slowly woke up from the fainting of orgasm.

The jade hips are bright red, and the hot buttocks are covered with semen. The sheets underneath are moistened by the continuous love juice and the residual squirts in the urethra.

A trace of confusion appeared in her eyes. For a moment, she felt her son lying on her back, so she smiled and turned over and lie on her side, hugging her son who was on the bed in her arms like a hug pillow.

There was no headache, no dizziness, only a slight drunkenness that made her body and mind comfortable. She forgot all her worries, and with a confused and happy smile, she pressed her bright and charming side face against her furry head and gently rubbed her; she showed a comfortable face, sniffing the sweet smell of red apples with satisfaction, and leaned down her lips from time to time, sucking her son's sweaty scalp gently.

Enjoying the peace at this moment, she raised one of her beautiful legs and rubbed her slightly red and swollen lips that were oozing love juice on her son's waist.

With the beautiful and long whispering from her mouth, she slowly felt a little tired, her eyes slowly closed, and her breathing gradually became stable from heavy.

……

The sun is rising, and the blue sky is lit up, and the morning light is spreading through the gaps in the curtains and spreads on the beautiful mother's eyes.

Two round and plump balls of fat on her chest were undulating soothingly. She hugged the pony in her arms and turned into a lying on her back position again.

Xiao Ma pillowed with her cleavage on her side, and her mouth was drooling on the surface of the flesh ball. Both the mother and son slept peacefully and peacefully.

The doves that were getting up early and vented the wind flew out of the window, and the shining morning light twitched.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her closed eyelids slowly opened a thin slit. Xiuhua looked at the soft light in the gaps in the curtains. After a brief confusion, memories rushed into her mind like a tide. Her beautiful eyes opened and she suddenly woke up!

A great sense of panic and guilt poured into her mind, and her whole body was suddenly flooded by the palpitations. She hurriedly pushed the pony away from her chest. The villain rolled onto the bed and lay down. She was really overtired. She smashed her mouth against the sheets and continued to sleep as heavy as a hibernating snail.

Xiuhua lowered her eyes and looked at the dry and sticky semen film on her waist and abdomen, frowned tightly, and pushed Xiaoma's head with his hand... Son, get up, get up quickly!Go back to your room!

Under the influence of fatigue and alcohol, Xiaoma was sleeping too heavily. As long as she didn't slap him hard or put on the butt, Xiuhua couldn't wake him up no matter what.

son?Linlin?Ma Xiaolin!

Xiuhua was sweating all over her body as cold as a waterfall, and brought out the last little alcohol left in her body. She shouted nervously for a while, glanced at her son's little butt, simply got up and got out of bed, hugged him up, hugged him in her arms, and trotted all the way back to his own room.

Her hands were bumpy, her breathing was rapid, and her throat seemed to be on fire. She bent down and placed the pony on the small bed covered with dark blue starry sky sheets, both arms trembling.

Standing there for two seconds, she remembered her crazy moan last night, and ran back to the guest room with cold sweat. Standing in front of the curtain, Yueyue frowned deeply, bit her silver teeth, raised her hand to open a little to confirm whether the window was closed.

Seeing the windows closed, she breathed a sigh of relief and soon began to worry about whether the sound insulation was good. What if the neighbors still heard the noise...

The messy mood was shattered and the chaotic. In the huge panic, her eyes became erratic, and the extreme tension seemed to have a layer of fog floating in front of her.

Bang bang, bang bang.

She curled up her jade fingers and knocked on the window, repeatedly testing the sound insulation effect of this window, without noticed that she was standing in front of the window with her breasts exposed and naked.

After a while, when Yu Guang glanced at the tall and straight peaks on her chest, which were illuminated by the morning light, she suddenly woke up. She hurriedly grabbed the curtains with both hands, closed them tightly with a squeak, turned around and walked towards the master bedroom, looked at the vomit on the edge of the bed disgustingly, spread her beautiful legs and was about to step over. After thinking about it, she was still afraid that the soles of her feet would be stained, so she climbed onto the bed, walked around from above, opened the wardrobe, took out the set of clothes she usually wore during morning exercises, and changed it in a hurry.

Before leaving the door, she checked the window of the master bedroom again. Seeing the black trousers and empty water bottle on the edge of the bed, she grabbed it into her arms and rushed to the guest room, took away the torn tops and stuffed them into the garbage pocket outside the bathroom.

An anxious figure ran back and forth in the room. She tried her best to figure it out in the mess: first pull off the sheets on the beds of the two rooms, hug them into a ball, stuff them all into the washing machine, then press the power on, and then use a crackle operation, turn your head to the toilet table and quickly rush your face.

She frowned, her heart seemed to be twisting with hemp ropes. She simply stopped the washing machine, carried out all the bed sheets, took out a huge garbage bag and stuffed them inside, intending to throw them all out with her clothes and pants.

Walking to the front door, Xiuhua stood still with her eyes closed, took a deep breath, adjusted her expression, and tried to prevent herself from showing any strangeness.

Next, she bent down and changed into sports shoes, carried the garbage bag, opened the door, walked out slowly, skipped her own special garbage storage box, and took the garbage bag in her hand to the elevator.

When she went downstairs, she threw a bag of waste into the garbage station in the community; after doing this, she pretended to be morning exercises and jogged around the community to observe the reactions of the neighbors in the same building.

She calmed down a little while seeing the old man who was used to getting up early walking downstairs in a birdcage and humming the opera tune that almost disappeared with time as usual.

The home is a large flat floor with every elevator and every household. No neighbors will hear it, and no...

She comforted herself like this, stopped jogging, walked to the fitness track and found a bench to sit down, leaned down on her crystal-cold face, looked at the rising sun that slowly faded the rose-colored sky, and kept sighing.

How could I do that kind of thing...

Maybe someone heard it.

If Ma Tiancheng suddenly came back in the middle of the night...

Xiuhua twisted her forearm with her fingers quietly. When she thought of all possible accidents, she felt afraid.

By the way, I will buy contraceptive pills later, if I get pregnant...

The child who is pregnant with his son...

The rising sun passed through the mist and spread on the ground. The sky quickly became brighter. Her fair face was bathed in the gradually warming sun, as if covered with a thin layer of golden sugar, which made her cold temperament more heavy and peaceful, and also made pedestrians passing by the fitness track unable to understand her thoughts at the moment.

She felt extremely painful and regretful.Immediately got up and trotted to the nearby Twenty-four-hour pharmacy.But her concern was unnecessary. Xiao Ma did not ejaculate her semen last night.

I bought emergency contraceptive pills. On the way home, I saw a group of aunts who went to the morning market to buy vegetables. Xiuhua remembered "Sister Huaihua".

"Sister Huaihua" has a surname of Li and her name is Li. She has been working as a part-time worker at Xiaoma's house for five years.

Xiuhua usually calls her Sister Li.In recent years, Xiuhua has never mentioned Sister Li’s past to her family, and she has kept it secret with her parents in her hometown.

Sister Li is diligent in doing things and is a good helper for housework.Thinking of the vomit all over the room, Xiuhua hesitated for a moment, took out her cell phone and sent her a text message that she would not use to do housework today.

In order to cover up the mistakes she made last night, she would not be allowed to come to her home again if she said anything today.

When she got home, Xiao Ma was still sleeping soundly.

After taking the birth control pill, Xiuhua wrapped her face with three layers of masks, held the mop, suppressed the discomfort, and cleaned the vomit on the ground by herself.

These things made her physically and mentally tired. Later, she entered the bathroom, held the wall with one hand, took off the shower head, and leaned into her crotch.

The sound of water rustled, she closed her eyes, withdrew her palms on the wall, stretched out her fingers, pushed away her slightly red labia, and used the warm water flow to continuously wash away the body fluids in her vagina.

……

When the pony woke up, it was almost noon that day.

What he saw when he opened his eyes was his room and his bed was lying under him, as if everything was as usual. In a trance, he thought he had a spring dream.

But the delicate and soft touch in my mother's vagina is quite vivid, and the cock between her legs is still a little swollen and numb.

He touched his cheek, which was also a little swelling and painful, and soon confirmed that he was beaten by his mother first, then kissed forcibly, and then...

He suddenly became energetic, lifted the silk quilt on his legs and sat up, walked down from the bed side, put on his slippers, and walked to the door. Even though he had been struggling all night, his waist and legs were a little sore.

Before opening the door, he suddenly felt a little cramped.

Did mom treat me as her father?

No, my mother begged me to have sex with her... and I was in my room, so my mother could only bring me back. Isn't this mean that my mother is sober?

After a moment of hesitation, he unscrewed the door, walked through the indoor corridor, and headed straight to the living room.

The lights at my feet lit up one after another, approaching the exit of the corridor, and the sound of news broadcasting from the TV gradually came to my ears.

He let his steps lightly, fixed in the corner of the wall, holding the wall with one hand, like a clever and curious little beast, slowly poking out half of his beautiful head.

The beautiful and charming silhouette of my mother is located in front of the TV, sitting on the long, gray, lacquered, new Chinese-style lacquered wooden sofa. Her legs are the seven-crop sweat pants she usually wears in sports, the upper body is a white sweat-burning suit, and a ponytail is tied behind her head. Looking at her outfit, it seems that she has just finished exercising.

The two commentators in the news looked very excited and were striving to analyze the decision of the US President to withdraw from the Intermediate-Range Forces Treaty when he participated in the midterm elections in Nevada.

But my mother seemed not interested and kept looking down at the floor.

Xiaoma looked along her mother's gaze and couldn't see vomit on the carpet. She shrugged her nose and smelled the heavy air freshener. It seemed that her home had been completely cleaned when she was sleeping.

Mom… He greeted timidly.

The ponytail behind Xiuhua's head moved slightly.

She didn't look back, sat in place for two seconds, stood up with her thighs on her hands, and walked towards the kitchen while talking, taking a shower and having a meal.

oh.Xiaoma heard the order and walked towards the bathroom.

When he walked into the door, he saw that under the makeup mirror, a basin of warm water had been filled with a milky white marble table. A neat and half-fold white wash towel was placed on the edge of the dark blue plastic basin. On the clothes rack next to it, clean clothes were neatly stacked.

He took off all his panties in two strokes, threw his underwear into the basket, threw his top into the washing machine, turned around and walked back to the basin, moistened the handkerchief, and rubbed it hard on his small face with tender skin.

The small dough that had not yet disappeared became watery, and immediately showed the freshness and whiteness of the white clouds in the blue sky in summer.

Maybe Xiaoma doesn't know much about it. His melon-shaped face that seems to be carved out in the same mold as Xiuhua when she was a child, and has a bit of masculine aura of his father. It is probably the most in line with the wishes of women as a wolf or a tiger.

Putting down the face-washing handkerchief, he looked down at his slippery body, but his head was really not sure why his mother became like that last night.

Is it really a dream?Yeah?Isn't it?Yeah?Isn't it?

Could it be that I was knocked out and then hysterical during my coma?

After standing for a while, he opened the corners of his pink and slightly swollen mouth, hissed a messy breath, and turned to enter the bathroom.

After washing it quickly, he changed into new boxer pants, put on a pair of shorts and shirt on his face, and then went to the restaurant next to the living room. When he saw his mother, he asked: Mom, last night...

Have a meal.Xiuhua lowered her head and served the dishes on the table, ignoring him.

Smelling the hot scent of the food, Xiaoma's stomach gushes, and he slept until he had not dripped in. He realized that he was really hungry.

Sitting in his position, he practiced without saying a word and lowered his head to stew the rice seriously.Xiuhua also focused on eating. He occasionally picked up chopsticks for him in the middle, then got up and brought the bowl to help him add rice and help him add rice.

The little horse ate one bowl after another like a storm, and soon it was full of internal organs and sat on the table and became dizzy.

As the saying goes, fullness and warmth, after a while, he began to clamp his legs and secretly rub his half-soft dick. A pair of clear eyes glanced at the mother opposite from time to time.

Xiuhua glanced up and asked in a low voice: Are you full?

...Oh, full.

Do you want to add another bowl?

Can't eat it anymore.Xiao Ma touched her round belly and felt that today's dishes were more flavorful than before. She ate three more bowls of rice than usual.

He blinked and looked around and noticed that Aunt Li, who was usually responsible for cooking, was not here.

No wonder, it’s all mother’s skills.

The dishes made by my mother are delicious.He added a special sentence and confirmed cowardly: Aunt Li, aren’t you here?

Xiuhua slapped the chopsticks in her hand slightly and pushed them to the edge of the bowl. Well... Mom gave her a holiday.

...A brief silence.

Xiao Ma looked at her mother carefully and saw tired dark circles floating under her closed eyes, as if she was wiping two light ink, and she looked haggard.

Even so, his mother's beauty still made him slightly dazzling.

Since there was no one at home, he moved his butt and asked again after breathing a sigh of relief. Last night...

Have you eaten enough?Xiuhua immediately interrupted him with repeated questions.

Um.He nodded, he was really full.Mom, last night, me, me, that, you...

... After hesitating for a moment, Xiuhua knew very well that escaping was not a solution.

With a heavy breath, she slowly raised her swollen eyes and looked at Xiaoma with a look that seemed to be repentance or praying for forgiveness, with a shame on her face.

What happened last night...Mom, I'm sorry... She lowered her tired eyes and said intermittently: You want to... treat it as the secret between you and your mother.Keep it confidential to everyone and don't let anyone know...

Wasn't it!

The pony's heart pounded heavily, so loud that he could hear it even with his eyes open.

His eyes were flashing with excitement, and he nodded vigorously, OK... OK!clear!

Was it dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong!

The restless heartbeat became even wilder, pushing a thick and sticky air to the throat, and then pushing another warm current to the lower abdomen. The young dragon between his legs seemed to have a feather twitching, and it was like a warm wind blowing. He felt it was numb and light, as if it was flying into the sky!

Hu, Hu... Hu!

Nervous and excited, he gasped as quickly as he had asthma, and the first and only thought immediately came out of his mind. Mom, Mom... Can I still... kiss you again?

He was excited and had many unfulfilled wishes in his heart. When the words came to his mouth, they became the most tactful way to ask "kiss again."

Xiuhua's eyes flashed slightly, facing the rice bowl, and the corners of her eyes kept trembling.

The center of the eyebrows that are in the shape of Sichuan is like several deep grooves on the plain, and the heart edges that are anxious as if they are twisted by an invisible hand.

After a while of silence, she pressed the chopsticks with a snap, supported the table with both hands, stood up, as if she was angry.

The majestic figure and sharp eyes immediately frightened Xiaoma's heads and his two heads were shrinking at the same time. His body unconsciously leaned towards the back of the chair, and looked up timidly at his mother.

Xiuhua felt depressed and felt helpless. She bent down and stretched out an arm, held his cheek, and said earnestly: Son!Stop thinking about it anymore!

Well... Xiaoma felt lost, and her erect crotch quickly wilted.

Xiuhua closed her eyes tightly, lowered her head and sighed lightly, slowly sat back on the chair with a lot of entanglement, turned her head to look aside, and continued to sigh: From morning until just now, my mother has been thinking about how to excuse herself, or... tell you the truth!

In the next ten minutes, Xiuhua told the story of the previous night, from quarrel with her husband to her experience in the bar, everything was fine and nothing was hidden.

Xiaoma felt a little complicated when she heard her mother going to confront her father; she heard that her mother was almost flirted in the bar, and her face twisted, and a feeling of unbearableness rose on her chest; she heard that her mother ran away home without any danger, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to scratch her chest and breathe a sigh of relief.

He was empathetic. After listening to his mother's confession, he deeply felt his mother's state of mind. His obscene thoughts slowly disappeared and were replaced by deep heartache.

Mom was drugged last night, so she would be with you... Xiuhua stared at the table, her eyes trembling from side to side, and she couldn't tell the mistakes of last night. She took a deep breath, slowly looked up at Xiaoma, frowned, and emphasized again: Son, as long as you remember, the incident happened last night will definitely not be known!

Um.Xiaoma looked at her mother with heartache, Mom, don’t worry, I…I will never talk nonsense.

Xiuhua lowered her tangled gaze, raised her hand to hold her forehead, and sighed: Sorry, mom was wrong... Mom really sorry for you!I hope you can understand that you must keep it confidential. If someone knows us... the consequences will be very serious...

Mom, I understand.Xiaoma felt very uncomfortable when she saw her mother being sad, and made a solemn promise. I will keep it secret and will never think about it again.

Thank you... Thank you for understanding mom.The son responded seriously, which made Xiuhua feel relieved.

That, mom.Xiaoma lowered her head and pinched her fingers under the table and suddenly asked, Dad, have he really cheated?

It should, right.

A melancholy voice with a little resentment.

In fact, Xiuhua has no conclusive evidence. Deep down, she still hopes that her husband has not cheated, but compared with the mistakes she has made, those seem insignificant.

Then mom, you and dad... Xiaoma curled up his hands at the same time, grabbed the corner of his clothes, raised his head to reveal his nervous eyes. Will he get divorced?

Xiuhua was a little surprised by this issue.

...What do you think?

I, I listen to my mother.

Xiuhua shook her head and sighed softly: If the incident happened last night had not been spread, it wouldn't be.

oh.Xiaoma has relaxed a little, and now he likes this home very much.

The love of parents and the complete home are the source of his happiness.

You should also pretend that you don’t know about your father’s cheating, okay?Xiuhua reminded him.

OK, I will keep it secret with my dad.Xiaoma looked at her mother's haggard appearance, and it seemed like a small flame was stirring under her ears, gradually becoming hot.

He frowned, pinched his crotch hard, and lowered his head in shame, Mom, I'm sorry.

Why... apologize to mom.

He buried his head lower in shame. Mom is so sad...I am still thinking about dirty things...

Xiuhua looked at her son's little face that blamed herself. Thinking back to all the things she had last night, a faint blush appeared on her haggard ice face.

She was originally worried about how to explain to her son. Seeing that he was so well-behaved and sensible, her heart was like a tense sound that untied the tangled knot, which reduced a lot of guilt.

She nodded slightly, her expression relaxed a little. Okay, don’t think about it, it’s all mother who is wrong, so don’t have psychological burden.The problem now is...

After pausing for a moment, Xiuhua's expression became solemn again. She slowly looked up and said seriously: Mom is not sure if she was heard by her neighbor last night.In case, if the worst happens, you will insist that your mother is strong...

Xiuhua pursed her lips and gently smacked her tongue. Those two words made her feel a little difficult to speak.

She lowered her voice and continued: In short, when you really can't hide it, don't mention anything else, just say that it was your mother who forced you when she was drunk. No matter who asked, you must put the blame on your mother.

When Xiaoma heard this, she argued with a thorny face: But it was just that I was wrong. If I didn’t crawl into my mother’s bed last night, my mother wouldn’t have…

Be obedient and do what your mother says.

Xiuhua interrupted him with a serious look on his face. You are still young and don’t understand the seriousness of the matter. If someone knows that you and your mother have done something wrong, your classmates, friends and even teachers will look down on you. Do you understand?

Xiao Ma still shook her head firmly. It was all my fault!How could I still frame my mother?

Mom is not telling you about the conditions!If you don’t say that, you will not be able to be a dignified person in the future. There will be someone poke your backbone everywhere!

What about you, mom?

Xiaoma has never disobeyed her mother since she was a child, but at this moment he stubbornly refused to obey. He looked up at his mother, and tears rolled around in his eyes, and did not fall down strongly. He said in a trembling voice: ...Anyway, I, I, don’t talk that way!If I frame my mother for myself, I might as well die!

You kid!Xiuhua was lost by her son's reaction, and she frowned and let go of her palm resting on her chin.

Looking at Yin Weixiao's soft and red face, feeling of distress and relief filled her heart at the same time. She stood up and leaned over, touching his furry and warm head as warm as a kitten. OK, let's not talk about this anymore!Who knows that it’s because my mother is thinking too much!No one knows it won’t matter!You didn't sleep well last night, so you went back to your room to take a nap!

Xiao Ma shrugged the tears in her nose, looked at her mother's dark circles, and said caringly: Mom, you haven't slept well until now, right?You should go and rest soon.

Mom doesn't bother.

Xiuhua couldn't help but sigh that time flies. In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, and the little guy with a wrinkled monkey has grown into a handsome guy with beautiful eyes. The teachings of these years have not been wasted. The child is sensible and knows how to be considerate of himself.

...But what you do yourself are!

Alas... She sighed softly, her eyes like ice crystals shining with soft light, looking at her son affectionately, does it still hurt on her face?

It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all!

Xiaoma raised her hand and patted her cheek, showed her innocent smile at her mother, lowered her eyes and looked at the dishes on the table, and said, "Leave the table to me to clean up!"I will wash my clothes and bed sheets later so that Aunt Li won’t be suspicious when she comes and sees her. Let me think about what else to do...

Xiuhua smiled and sighed heavily, and had the urge to kiss him again, and her heart couldn't help but twisted her mind about this idea.

She reached out again and rubbed her little head hard with complex love. Don't worry about this, go to bed quickly.