Chapter 73

While talking, Xiaoma had already walked to the desk.

Um.Xiuhua smiled when she heard the sound, twisted her stiff neck after sitting for a long time, took a breath, raised her hand and placed it on Xiaoma's crotch, gently stroked it through the fabric.

Waited for a long time.Why not eat first?Xiuhua felt the shape of the penis in her palm, lifted the corners of her mouth lightly, and her throat twitched, quietly swallowing a mouthful of fragrant juice.

After writing all day, she finally came to an end. She missed her son very much.

fine.Mom, you just took a few minutes to rest, so I'll ask a few questions.

Xiuhua nodded, withdrew her jade hand, stretched with a smile, and saw him put down his milk cup and walked behind him.

Xiao Ma reached over the shoulders with both hands, held the two towering breasts, gently grabbed and rubbed them twice, retracted his palms, put his palms on his shoulders, and pressed his mother's stiff shoulders.

...He carefully expressed his speculation and questions just now, as if he was afraid that others would hear them.

Xiuhua turned around and raised her wise beautiful eyes, looked at her slightly deep face, and smiled hurriedly, "Son, you're thinking too much."

What's the explanation?The pony lowered his head and pouted and kissed the thick hair on his mother's head with a tender kiss.

Um.Xiuhua turned her cheeks, relaxed her shoulders, raised her head and closed her eyes, and a long sigh came from her nose. Your godfather has no bad intentions to us, and my mother is sure of this.But he may have some thoughts about your dad...

My dad?The pony became more and more confused.

My mother has developed something recently.Xiuhua enjoyed shoulder massage and slowly said, your father's position in the officialdom should be very important.Your godfather’s goal should be your dad from the beginning, and he has never changed.It is estimated that he is laying the groundwork for some future plans now, and also testing our attitude.However, if we don’t get involved in the broken things outside, we can’t care what your dad ends up in the end.As long as your godfather doesn't harm us for a day, we will treat their family sincerely, regardless of their actions. This is the attitude of my mother.

……I see.

Xiaoma nodded slowly while listening.

Xiuhua opened her eyes, raised the back of her head, stared at her little face with a smile, and just wanted to live a good life by herself.Mom will continue to write the diary. If your godfather proposes to do something in the future, we will try our best to do it. If you can't do it, just tell him directly. It's very simple, and there is no need to be fooled with him.

Um.The pony was relieved.

I also believe in my godfather, at least it won't harm us.He smiled, let go of his hands, and patted his mother on the shoulder. Anyway, look, even if anyone else wants to do something bad, as you said, at worst, it is better to have a short pain than long pain. We can just know it in our hearts.

Xiuhuabao smiled with a gratifying smile.

Okay, mom, you are busy. I'm going to take a shower and I'm waiting for you in bed.

OK, mom will come soon.

……

Just do your own thing well and focus on the present.

There is sunshine in my heart, let the wind and rain outside blow.

Xiaoma had no doubts.

After taking a shower, he returned to his small room. He took off naked, lay on the small bed, closed his eyes and rested.

The pink and tender penis was raised high, and the smile on his face was pleasant. At this moment, he had only one thought to keep warm with his mother.

The room temperature was 26, and the outdoors were hovering around 0 degrees. After lying for a while, Xiaoma suddenly felt something, turned off the roof light inside the house, erected her penis, got out of bed and came to the windowsill.

The curtains opened a thin slit and he saw the night view of the city park outside the window.

I looked up at the sky and it turned out to be an illusion, and it was not snowing outside.

call.The pony exhaled a stream of heat towards the window, and the night view became hazy, like a crystal snowflake.

For some reason, he suddenly wanted to feel the cold wind outside, raised his hand to put the handle of the window and pushed it out.

The coldness of winter poured into the room, which made him shudder in an instant.

Haha… He smiled and slowly adjusted his hands to close the window a little smaller, but it did not completely close, leaving a thin slit.

The wind was so light that the house gradually returned to tranquility, and the little horse no longer felt the biting cold.

He pulled down the screen window, closed the curtains, returned to the bed, lie down, turned on the ceiling light, and adjusted to the candle shadow mode.

The dim light shook slowly, and the drooping hair on the lower edge of the curtain also swayed gently under the cold wind.

Looking at the room quietly, the little horse felt inexplicably at ease, as if lying in a warm cave, roasting a fire, and avoiding the wind and snow outside the cave.

He turned his head and looked at the door, hoping that his mother could come here soon and share the beauty of this moment together.

Maybe he had to wait ten minutes. He thought that his mother had probably finished taking a shower and was dressing up carefully, putting on beautiful light makeup, putting on gorgeous clothes and then entering his room.

One night he asked, "I must have spent my love makeup after I have done it, and I have to take a shower." Wouldn't it be very troublesome, why waste time?"

My mother smiled and said it was not troublesome, she wanted to wear beautiful clothes and gave you a little more sense of ritual.

Well, Xiao Ma likes her mother’s sense of ritual.Now waiting for his mother to enter the room with different clothes and hairstyles every night has become his daily life, and he feels a sense of opening a blind box.

How will mom dress up today?

He was full of expectation, his cock became stronger, jumping happily, stretching out his youthful masculinity.

So he stretched out his right hand, held the foreskin, and started to stroke it gently.

……

After patiently waiting, Xiaoma heard her mother approaching, but stopped at the door and did not open the door to come in.

Son, help mom open the door.

Why not drive it yourself?Xiaoma got out of bed and opened the door with doubts in her heart.

His eyes lit up, and his mother's dress was also beautiful today.

The bright black hair spreads over the left shoulder, exuding a light fragrance; the bangs on the forehead are carefully divided, revealing the shape of the moon; the faint eyeshadow and soft pink lip gloss are the lady-style makeup I prefer, and the elegant and implicit smile just cater to the restless heartstrings at the moment.

Recently, the mother and son have become more and more tacit in getting along. Without Xiao Ma's reminder, Xiuhua will deliberately tend to be gentle in appearance.

Of course, if Xiaoma has instructions, Xiuhua will also paint flamed red lips and dark eyeshadows, and the same is true during the sex process. With just a snap of her fingers, she will seamlessly transform from a gentle and subtle oriental beauty to a passionate Latin girl.

Xiaoma lowered her head, looked at her mother's clothes, and immediately discovered why she needed to open the door by herself.

My mother didn't know what method she used, so she tied her hands into a binding bag, raised her elbows, and carried them behind her.

How did it do it?He said curiously.

There are live buttons.Xiuhua shook her arms and explained softly. She first bite her teeth, then sat on the bed, passed through her knees, and could carry her hands behind her back.

Oh... Xiaoma nodded with a smile, withdrew her gaze and continued to look at her mother's coat.

This is a dark blue G-home jacquard letter cloak, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, like a trumpet flower that has not yet been fully bloomed.

The mother's tall figure complements the style of the coat, making her look full of fashionable charm. She is neither bitchy nor gives people the impression of showing off her wealth. The overall neat and steady state seems to be tailor-made for her mother. If a woman with a smaller figure wears it, she may look like a black shabby.

Xiaoma looked at the lower edge of the shirt again and saw that her mother had black tight trousers that were long as her ankles on her legs, and her feet were wearing the same black flat-heeled loafers. It was just right with this jacket, so she wouldn't be too outstanding when she went out.

But my mother is likely not going to wear it outside.

For a long time, Xiaoma mistakenly thought that her mother loved T-shirts and trousers. In fact, Xiuhua also had the heart of a little woman and also liked to wear all kinds of beautiful clothes. But she didn't like to show off in front of others, which made people mistakenly thought that she didn't like fashion.

It’s not that she doesn’t like to show off, it’s that she hasn’t been worthy of showing off before.

The woman is to please herself. Now she will no longer refuse the clothes given by Fanglan. She wishes she could wear three sets a day, and Lian Tian wears them for her son, and Lian Tian listens to his praise.

...Is it good-looking?

Xiuhua indeed shook the willow waist under the cloak left and right, and looked at Xiao Ma with anticipation.

It seems that my mother is very satisfied with her outfit today... Well, she looks pretty, but her natural clothes rack figure looks good, and she also looks good with a linen pocket.

Remained.Xiao Ma pretended to be accustomed to her, patted her mother's butt and asked her to walk into the room. Come in quickly.

Xiuhua walked into the house with light steps, as if showing off her new outfit.

Her son Zansang's gaze was her greatest motivation. Even if she only wore the clothes for a quarter of an hour, she was willing to show her different styles of beauty to her son without bothering. She enjoyed it every night.

When she arrived at the edge of the bed, Xiuhua skillfully kicked off the leather shoes on her feet, raised her knees, moved them to the bed, landed on the side of the bed, and knelt straightened down.

This is Xiaoma’s recent request to go into the house and kneel down first and wait for him to take off his clothes.

Xiao Ma closed the door, then climbed onto the small bed, and knelt face to face in front of his mother.

This dress is Aunt Fang the day before yesterday... Woo.Xiuhua was about to introduce the materials for the cloak to her son, and a slender finger pressed on her twitching pink lips.

The lonely shadow on the cold night is rare, and Xiaoma doesn't want her mother to talk more.

Tonight's mother is a quiet mother.

Xiuhua nodded.

Xiaoma withdrew her fingers, leaned forward a little, lowered her little buttocks, and sat on her mother's round and tight thighs.

If you like this, Aunt Li will come here tomorrow and wear this one too.He raised his hand and gently stroked his mother's delicate and flawless cheeks.

Xiuhua nodded again, kept silent, her eyes were tender, and a trace of complacency flashed quietly in her pupils.

Xiaoma glanced at the curtains behind, lowered her head and unbuttoned the cloak, and reminded: I left a gap in the window.Hold on later and don't shout too loudly.

Xiuhua turned around and frowned slightly, but still didn't ask, and nodded silently.

Why open the window?

Forget it, you must listen to your son’s request and don’t argue with him.

Recently, Xiuhua has paid great attention to restraining her temper. After all, she has become accustomed to indulging at home, and she doesn’t know when her temper will develop.

In fact, Xiaoma guessed right, Xiuhua also hoped that he could take care of himself, otherwise, based on his self-righteous nature, he might offend his son wherever he was.

Contradictions begin to accumulate from small things. My son is in a quiet and honest personality. He was so troubled by the winter vacation, but he was forced to hold it in for a month before he came to talk to him.

Xiuhua also knew that her bad habits were hard to change, and it was mostly reflected in small daily affairs. Many times, as her son said, the orders that followed her wishes worked.

I clearly know in my heart that I can’t do things and speak with a mentality similar to my son who doesn’t understand. I’m teaching him how to do things and speak, but this problem just can’t be changed.

How can a character habit that has been developed over the past few decades be changed by saying that it can be changed?

After the winter vacation, he was seized from the domestic power and was always disturbed when doing things. Xiuhua was very disgusted with his son's ears all day long. He had the idea of ​​taking back the right to order more than once, and was fortunately Xiaoma's performance was a surprise. He really used the orders to solve the problem, which made Xiuhua convinced and restrained his temper, and truly began to take his management seriously from the details.

The core point of the mentality changes from leadership to accepting leadership is that you must not be stubborn on trivial matters.

It was really wise to teach my son how to give orders...

Xiuhua was proud and lamented that she was young and lived a leisurely life of having a meal with peace of mind, and she was very lucky.

The key is to be at ease, not to speak.

She likes the days now so much.

Some people take care of each other, and some people feel pain. Life is full of joy of supporting each other.

It’s so good to be with someone who is in tune with each other.

Two people govern each other, complement each other, and care about each other, without worrying about quarrels, and without having to get angry.

Life like this will only get better and better. No matter how difficult it is, you can still overcome it.

……

despair.

While Xiuhua was still immersed in the sigh of happiness, Xiaoma was about to completely untickle the coat.

The cold wind whistles outside the window, and the shadow inside the room is soft.

The swaying light rippled soothingly, and the silhouettes of the mother and son reflected on the walls.

Xiao Ma stared at the last button on her coat, her hands paused in the air, her eyes were burning, and she silently raised her head, and she admired this luxurious cloak with a fashionable sense of luxury again.

The same is true today. There is a vacuum under the cloak. Through the naturally open hem above, you can see the curve of your breasts.

He smiled slightly, lowered his gaze, and put the last button on both hands, as if he was reluctant to leave his eyes, deliberately untied it very slowly.

At first, Xiaoma felt that her mother was a waste of time when changing clothes.

Now, he has fallen in love with this carefully prepared sense of ritual and has taken the initiative to participate in it, perfecting the details, and especially likes the step of taking off the clothes.

The process of peeling off the coat bit by bit seemed to take off the worldly cover of my mother with my own hands, hoping to expose her breasts and buttocks in front of me, but I couldn't bear to leave it too quickly, half-cover half-cover, and still want to show it. This kind of boundary that can control the worldly and secrets with one hand makes people linger.

So he patiently kept his movements slowly and enjoyed this long-lasting sense of ritual.

The sound of the wind leaked through the cracks in the window, setting off the peace and tranquility in the small room. The desire wandered in the air, and the figures on the wall seemed to be rippling with the wind. If the red curtains were added, the scene would be like a wedding night, and a shy groom was carefully untiing the bride's red makeup.

The last button was finally unbuttoned. Xiao Ma looked into the crack of the clothes, her flat belly and the shy and delicate navel came into her eyes. The desire and appreciation coexisted. She couldn't help but sigh, her hands inserted into the hem of the clothes, and the back of her hands held the inner edge of the clothes that was stained with body temperature, slowly upwards, slowly lifting them to the sides.

The two plump butter balls gradually revealed their true faces, the delicate areola and the two strawberry grains on the top, and then displayed in front of the boy.

The mother in dress is graceful and elegant, naked and charming and sexy. Both are suitable for each other and never get tired of watching.

Seeing that the clothes were gone, Xiuhua immediately closed her thoughts, raised her head and chest, looked stern, and then slightly raised her white and pointed chin, showing her proud figure with confidence.

Women are like water, and their hearts are like flowers. There are so many flowers in the world. Even if they are white lotus that can only be seen from afar and cannot be played with, they will try their best to bloom in front of the people they care about, and happily pose with a look of picking and waving, looking forward to the upcoming play.

The arrogant flowers in the world are disdainful to compete with the flowers. However, given that my son's godfather is powerful, he will find new wild flowers again. In order to prevent his son from getting confused, she will try her best to bloom. Her chest is straightened and straightened, making the two delicate whitening and soft meat balls look rounder and fuller.

The little horse silently sniffed the elegant body fragrance in the air, continued to push away the two waves of the cloak jacket, holding the collar in his hand, like mangosteen peeling, passing through the shoulders bit by bit, revealing the erotic beauty hidden underneath.

With his arms behind him, his cloak could not be taken off completely, so the pony stripped it on his curled arms and hung it, then turned around and looked down to admire the pair of proud and proud peaks.

Zhong Lingmin is amazing, and his fortune is magical. When he stares at his mother's beautiful breasts, these two sentences often appear in Xiao Ma's mind from the opening remarks of a mountain documentary.

It seemed as if the jade-carved jade-woven breasts attracted him to stick out his right palm, pressing his palm against his soft breasts, and pressing his thumb towards his soft nipples.

The pink nipples were covered by the lines of the fingers and were deeply trapped in the peach contour of the areola. The fingers were caressed in circles and delicately rubbed them. The nipples seemed to be full of vitality. They fought against the pressure of the fingers and became hard, trying to break out of the areola package.

With his thumbs facing each other, he pressed it down and the soft top of the breast ball was sunken, like a balloon full of air but unsqueezing.

The pony slowly released his palm, and the breast ball returned to its original state. Yin Yan's nipples stood proudly, and the slightly concave flesh folds at the top seemed to be provoking the boy in a spoiled tone. Come on, come again.

Xiaoma turned her head and looked at the other nipple on the left. She still maintained her delicate appearance, like a napping pussy meme, lying quietly in the garland of the areola.

You can't be more generous than the other. Just stroke your palms twice, and you can quickly feel the tingling slight hardness of the tip of your breasts in your palms.

Xiaoma smiled, moved her legs, leaned forward, and sat her butt at the base of her mother's legs. She walked around her weakness with one hand, hugged her back, and around her shoulders with the other, and pressed against the back of her mother's head.

He tried hard to hold his body close to his mother, so that his chest, which had just taken shape, would press the two proud milk balls tightly.

The flat chest cavity pressed step by step, and the original shape of the longevity peach was gradually pressed into an elliptical balloon, but soon the boy could not go further. The breast ball seemed to bounce him away, and the plump breast flesh was drawn from his ribs, as if he was the main force, trying to wrap his slightly petite body.

Xiao Ma used the skin on her chest to feel the plump breasts, raised her right palm that touched her mother's back, and also walked around her shoulders, trying to make her body fit more closely with her mother's chest.

At the same time, he raised his hips sitting at the base of his mother's legs, and after sitting down again, his legs were straightened forward and crossed to both sides of his hips.

The change in posture allowed the cock under his crotch to be tightly attached to his mother's lower abdomen. The flesh, body temperature, body fragrance, and heartbeat were combined, stimulating the scrotum under his buttocks and starting rhythmic squirming.

A light gasp, a pleasant smile.

The pony lowered his chin and leaned gently on his mother's left shoulder.

Keeping this position, he stopped moving around, closed his eyes, stopped all movements, and relaxed his whole body.

A few minutes were not too long, but it seemed that a long time had passed for the impatient Xiuhua.

She is the kind of person who is inexplicably irritable when she sits on the subway without any need to do, but now she can hold it back, and her son doesn't move, she doesn't move.

But she was very curious. Today, her son didn't shout at herself to do this or that, nor did he lick and chew on her like a hungry ghost in the sex. It was also abnormal to open the window.

Have something to worry about?

Not like it.Now my son always says something straight and doesn't hide things in his heart. When he looks at him, he can see that he has not been affected by the questions he asked before.

Forget it, I don’t want to do whatever my son wants me to do, well, I’m an obedient mother.

With red lips raised, Xiuhua exhaled two breaths, calming the restless desire in her body, and quietly accepting her son's hug.

After a few minutes, the juice from the urethra had wet the tightly pressed belly of the mother and son. At this moment, Xiao Ma took a new move, let out a pleasant deep breath, and two leisurely smiles. She put her palm on the back of her mother's head, pressed it on her soft hair, and gently stroked it up and down.

His chin slowly raised from his shoulders, and he smiled and looked straight at his mother's curious eyes. He raised his waist, shook slightly, and rubbed the hard glans that was pressing against his abdomen.

Here comes... Xiuhua smiled sweetly, responded immediately, shook her delicate body gently, and rubbed her breasts with her breasts on her chest.

The close fit and the fusion of body temperature caused a light mist to appear on the inside of the milk ball and the cleavage. Xiao Ma felt the smoothness of her mother's beautiful breasts, looked down at the two red dates that made her chest muscles itchy, and smiled and said: Mom, guess what am I thinking?

Have you thought about Couple Day again?Xiuhua asked softly while erecting her breasts.

Xiao Ma admired the moving beauty in front of him and shook her head slowly.

Since he learned to exercise the right to give orders correctly, he has not cared so much about gentle interactions like a close lover. After all, in this small family today, he has won absolute dominance with his excellent performance. If he wants his mother to be gentle as water, he can give orders. His interest in playing a couple is far less than his previous year.

Therefore, in his opinion, the meaning is more like a creampie day. Just the night before yesterday, I just cummed in a few times.

Facing my mother's puzzled gaze, Xiao Ma explained softly, do you think that today's atmosphere is very suitable for quiet sex?

Xiuhua thought about it, frowned slightly, shook her head, not feeling it.

Whatever they think in their hearts, they say whatever they say. The mother and son have already passed the stage of telling a small lie to cater to each other.

She squinted her eyes and stared at her son with a seductive gaze. The clear waves in her pupils seemed to flow out of desire.

After working at the desk all day, she really wanted to have a refreshing two-person exercise to relax her body and mind, and exercise her muscles and bones. The peach blossom eyes seemed to say, "Come on, son, don't cherish your mother, let go, how can you ravage your mother, and you're ready to do it."

But in the next second, she put away the lustful look, smiled brightly, closed her eyes, leaned on her son's shoulder, and gently rubbed her side face against his skin.

Alas... A hot and glutinous fragrance overflowed the sandalwood mouth, the crimson lips slightly opened, and it was tapped on the horse's neck. As long as you think it's suitable.

That's necessary.The pony grinned and hugged his mother again.

Xiuhua let go of her body and mind, let go of her little unhappiness, and enjoyed her son's gentle hug.

She seemed to suddenly think of something very happy, and a comfortable smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The bondage of hands, the close-fitting hug, the warm little room, the howling cold wind outside the window, Xiuhua probably understood the atmosphere in her son's mouth.

At this moment, isn’t it the reflection of our mother and son’s situation?

It seems that compared to my son's growth, I am still standing still.

I worry about my son all day long and feel miserable. I blame him for thinking about everything, but how could I really calm down?

He is self-righteous and smart, only thinks more and is more worried than him.

Thinking of nothing is the complete ease.

It doesn’t matter. Now I will be obedient and leave everything to my son, as long as I obey.

What is certain is that my son can take good care of himself and take good care of me, my willful mother.

throat.Xiaoma raised her breath and coughed lightly, helped her mother's shoulder up, stared at her eyes and said: Unhappy?

Where is it.

Then why are you frowning your eyebrows?

Xiuhua raised her eyebrows, you said nonsense.

Xiaoma raised her hand and pinched her mother's delicate skin, and she saw that you were worried.

I have only been a family for a few days, but I just think I am an adult?Xiuhua raised her snow-white chin and looked down at her beautiful eyes. You can't guess what her mother is thinking.

hehe.Xiaoma pulled her hands hard, pulled her mother's cheeks and corners of her mouth, and smiled and said: You can't guess my thoughts.

Xiuhua's beautiful eyes were curved and she said in a daze: I guessed...but I won't say it!

OK, you are awesome, you are awesome.The little horse let go of his fingers, pressed one hand on his mother's shoulder, patted her cheek with the other hand, and held her sharp chin downwards.

Why do you have any tricks? If you have any tricks, you won’t know how much you have.

You wait for me...

Waiting.