Chapters 70-71

If I have to choose one of two, I will definitely choose you as my lifelong companion.I answered without hesitation that the weight at both ends of the scale has long been revealed, and I will not be in a dilemma at this point.

The most important thing I like Xiaofei is that she has the shadow of her mother. At first, I used her as a sustenance.

But every day and night, as the relationship continues to heat up, I also fell in love with her.

However, Xiaofei still cannot compare with her mother after all.

How can the stars compete with the bright moon?

The mother frowned and looked at her at a loss. She sighed again, with a little confusion in her tone: This is incest, do you know?

I didn't say anything, but just gently stroked my mother's hair.

Of course I know, how could I not know, but what does that matter? My enlightenment is even more than this worldly shackles.

The reason why my mother said such words also proves that in her heart, I already have enough weight to shake her between the two ends.

The creed that used to be no longer unbreakable and indestructible. Just a small boost is enough to make the mother change her mind.

However, there is no hurry. The obstacles in the mother's heart must be overcome by the mother himself.

If I listen to my words and make a choice, I wonder if my mother will regret it one day in the future.

I still hope that my mother can act from the heart.

I kissed my mother, turned all my heart into this kiss, and tangled it into the tenderness of the tongue.

The night became darker, and the tenderness in the house had passed several times, but the lips and teeth that were caused by kisses and the sounds of gasping due to sex turned into lingering sounds that never stopped, indicating the passion that had not yet stopped in the house.

The mother and son on the bed exchanged everything, just to disclose all the love hidden in their hearts. In the conversation between the spirit and the flesh, the two people lingered deeply together.

I also believe that the distance between me and my mother is enough to overturn everything with just a small opportunity.

This fascinating night stopped breathing in desire as the dream came, and a refreshing morning followed.

It's a bit incredible. After experiencing the troubles last night, my mother and I actually got up very early. We were ready to go out when the sun rose.

On a rare weekend, high school also ushered in a two-week break. My mother held my hand and the two of them were walking on the road to Greentown Square.

We have walked this section of the road many times, but the feeling between us is different every time we come.

From mother and son to siblings, now the feeling of a couple is full of love.

My mother was close to me like a bird dependent on others. We talked and laughed. Anything we saw could become novel and become the object of discussion.

We watched a movie together in the morning, and this time it was a romantic art film that my mother had been reluctant to try before.

My mother always made excuses before, saying that she was not young and was not suitable for such movies.

But judging from the kind of TV series that my mother often watches at home, she can be said to like this kind of movie.

This time, she leaned on me all the time, and the two of them snuggled up to each other, and their mood changed with the men and women in love in the plot. When the plot develops to a climax, we will kiss each other in a manner that echoes the big screen when there is no one in private.

In the dim theater, this kiss seemed so exciting. Even if I could only use the faint light of the curtain, I could see the blushing on my mother's face. Just like a girl in love, trying all kinds of novelty, but she would avoid it because of shyness.

The video is not short, but I always feel that time passes so quickly with my mother that people have reached the end before they can remember it.

The shadow ended and everyone parted, and I had lunch with my mother.

But in fact, the two people were not focused on food, but sat face to face on the small square table, looking at each other, and inadvertently became immersed.

The atmosphere between me and my mother can be said to be excellent. If my mother had agreed to be my girlfriend at home before, she was still a little restrained. Now, my mother has completely broken free from the old shackles and has begun to try to do whatever she wants.

I was naturally happy about my mother's change. After her mother abandoned the old thoughts, she was now shining like an idol on the stage.

My mother had a perfect appearance, but her long-term hard work made her feel old and become old.

The so-called appearance is born from the heart. Even a beautiful mother who is unreasonably beautiful will be affected by this mentality. She becomes unconfident and becomes worried about gains and losses. She always says that she is no longer that age. This kind of sorrow really wastes her mother's beauty.

Now my mother has regained the sunshine in her heart, and the vitality on her body blooms again, making her feel younger, just like a girl who is just in her early twenties, and it is the time for her youth and health.

And my mother's behavior is different from before

Please help me see, how is it? Is it good?My mother was holding a piece of clothing and gestured in front of me, asking me to comment.

After lunch, my mother and I were wandering around the commercial street. My mother happily found a store that looked very fashionable and pulled me in excitedly.

I used to buy clothes with my mother, but at that time she didn't seem to care so much about the style and fashion of the clothes. As long as she wears it comfortably, it would be enough.

The last time, when she went to buy the suit I liked the most, she also tried to change a few of them and tried the skirts she rarely wore before, but even if the skirt made her look so charming, she still hesitated and felt that she was not suitable for this kind of decoration.

Now my mother will take the initiative to ask about my opinion, just like a little girl.

However, I can't give my mother a specific opinion. After all, the most versatile one is the beauty. My mother wears various styles of clothes and has a unique charm. It's like a model's fashion show that makes people look over the eye. I really want to choose which one is the best, but it's a bit difficult.

I just gave corresponding praise when my mother changed her clothes. This made my mother feel happy, and finally decided to take away all the items she liked.

After we came out of the store, we two continued to walk on the commercial street with our tote bags of all sizes.

It was not too late, so my mother decided to find out if there was anything she needed and then buy some dinner ingredients at the nearby market.

Although this time, the bag in his hand could not stick together like before, the mother now looks very lively, just like a leaping little bird.

She walked by my side lightly, looking around, and occasionally pulling my hand to let me see the scene she found interesting.

Shaozhi?Are you Shaozhi?

Just as we were enjoying our time, a voice came from behind, as if calling our mother's name.

My mother and I turned around and found that it was a woman who looked similar to her mother. She exuded the unique charm of a mature woman, as if she was an old acquaintance of her mother.

Xiao Ya?Why are you here?The mother asked tentatively, and what she received was the other party's warm response.

It seems that he is indeed a person with a lot of connection with his mother. I stood quietly aside, waiting for them to reminisce about the past.

After some introduction, I realized that this wife was my mother's old classmate in high school. Because they started their own families and careers, they went around for decades, and their contact information was invalid, so naturally they never met again.

I can see that the relationship between the two must be very good. They held hands, just like when they were young, talking about various topics around them.

I haven't seen you for so long, and you are getting younger and younger. At the beginning, I couldn't be sure it was you just looking at your back. How could it be that long after, you are still no different from before?I didn't expect that it was you.I'm a little envious. You, Ah, seem to be not getting old. Standing with your son, you really look like a sibling.

My aunt's praise made my mother a little proud and embarrassed. While denying it politely, my mother introduced me to my aunt like a few treasures. I didn't know what to do, so I had to watch them have a lot of talk.

After a while, the topic between the two finally ended, and the mother's face was filled with a bright smile. It seemed that this unexpected encounter made her very happy.

They finally exchanged contact information and broke up.

When we got home, the sun was not yet set.

Today, my mother bought two fish that looked very special, as well as some mantis shrimps. Perhaps because she didn’t like to eat them and was more expensive, my mother rarely bought some seafood like this before and cooked them back, so I was looking forward to it too.

My mother was busy in the kitchen, tidying up the ingredients and humming unknown tunes, and her mood seemed to be soaring in the sky.

I was a little anxious and quietly touched the kitchen. Looking at my mother's figure, I naturally felt love in my heart.

So I carefully hugged my mother's waist from behind and said like a question: Wife, can you eat?

Go and go, who is your wife, there are no rules.My mother pushed me away while smiling. It will be fine for a while. Please wait...

Before my mother could finish her words, I kissed her. I held my mother's lips and leaned her tongue in, absorbing her sweetness. My mother obediently. As my movements cooperated with me, the air between the two became hot, and the connection between the tongue was the love that didn't need to be said.

Although my movements were gentle this time, my rhythm was very radical. I kept attacking my mother's mouth and my hands were restlessly touching my mother's body.

My mother was a little unable to control herself by my little movements, and she was panting and there was a little affection in her eyes.

The two of them kissed themselves forgotly, as if time had stopped, as if only two of them were left in the world.

Our lips and our tongues are tightly pressed against each other, trying to shorten every inch of space between us, so that the two divided people can be reunited, just like the legendary Adam and Eve.

Meow

What interrupted our tenderness was Xiao Mi's slightly dissatisfied scream. It was lying next to her dining plate, looking at us pity.

This completely interrupted the beautiful atmosphere that had been brewing, and my mother pushed me away and continued to prepare dinner in the kitchen.

She stood next to the stove, feeling her mind a little dull, as if she had not come back to her senses from the passion just now.

If I were the ones I had prepared what I would do in my heart, but now the pot has been put on the gas stove but has not started to fire, and the pot has not been moistened. The dishes to be fried are still in the sink waiting to be cut.

The mother was a little busy, and the deep kiss she had just now made her feel a little strange, and she was a little uneasy in her body and heart, making her absent-minded.

After working hard for a while, I brought the supper to the table.

Mom, otherwise we two can have some bar.I found a bottle of plum wine from the cabinet. This fruit wine is not high in terms of its condition and is a little sweet. I think it should be good to drink it as a drink.

But my mother waved her hand and pointed to the refrigerator's refrigerator and said, "You are not yet eighteen years old, so you can't drink alcohol, otherwise you can drink some juice."

Just drink a little, the degree is not high, so there is no problem.I held my mother's hand and begged. When my mother saw me acting cute, she looked at me as if she couldn't stand you.

Then I took a small glass cup and poured it very shallowly, which just covered a little bit of the bottom of the cup.

Seeing my mother's petty appearance, I was also amused and crying. I was afraid that it would be gone if I licked it for a few seconds. Can I really taste the taste?

My mother took another cup and filled herself with wine, announcing the beginning of dinner.

This meal was filled with wine and mixed with joy and laughter, which made my mother and I very happy.

My mother's craftsmanship is as amazing as ever. The proper treatment is to remove the fishy smell of seafood, and the flavor left behind is a pure sweetness. It is really suitable to be paired with a light bitter wine.

But I only tasted a little bit and finally took a bottle of soda to drink.

My mother was extremely happy. She drank a glass and poured herself another glass.

My mother's alcohol tolerance was not outstanding, and she felt a little drunk when swallowing these two glasses.

Under the catalysis of alcohol, the mother also became relaxed, and her eyes began to become blurred, and she exuded a unique feeling from the inside.

My mother wanted to stand up, but maybe because she was a little drunk, she was not well maintained. She shook her slightly and let her hands support her on the table. Only then did she stand firm.

Seeing my mother like this, I was afraid that something would happen, so I hurriedly got up and supported her.

My mother smiled and said repeatedly that she was fine. She turned her head and looked at me. She was just a casual look, but this time she happened to hit my gaze and faced me.

Where the eyes meet is when passion aroused, the two people couldn't help but kiss each other, as if they were continuing the interrupted ambiguity before.

As the saying goes, wine is the best aphrodisiac. My mother was confused by the slight drunkenness, and she lost the usual reserved feeling and took the initiative to hug me.

The collision of limbs heated up everything even more, and this kiss became the foreplay of the night. Of course, the rest of the matter must be done on the bed.

The two of them hugged each other and returned to the room.

I didn't turn on the light, as if the dazzling light would break the enjoyable atmosphere. Only the starry light hanging in the sky made the room illuminate hazy. First, my mother fell on the bed, and I lay down as well.

Perhaps because of my shyness, my mother avoided my gaze and did not dare to look at me, but I carefully observed my mother with the light from outside the window. My mother now is like Chang'e living in Guanghan Palace, with a faint sense of fairy air floating.

I admired my mother's side face, of course it was impossible to only appreciate. After fully understanding my mother's beauty, I put it on my mother and began to flirt with myself.

My arms were wrapped around my mother's waist, and I pressed my whole body against her side. I stretched out my tongue and licked my mother's ears.

My mother couldn't bear it by my sudden stimulation. I licked my mother's ear carefully, touched the outline of the ear, drilled the ear holes, and then put the whole ear in my mouth, so that the red and hot ears were soothed by saliva.

My mother's ears were extremely sensitive. After being taken care of by me, she suddenly became weak and weak. She shouted softly, but she could not resist and could only let her son mercy.

Behind my ears is the neck, which I licked gently and carefully. Since I had experience before, I knew that caressing these two places could make my mother enter the state faster, so my flirting became unscrupulous, licking, stroking, sucking, touching, taking care of the neck and ears. My mother had lost all her strength and was lying softly in my arms, waiting for my further movements.

I kneaded my mother's breasts a little, but today's purpose is not limited to this. Just today, I must seize the opportunity to attack my mother's most private place, which is also the dream I have imagined countless times to complete.

After a flirting, my mother's body gradually entered a state. I turned over and pressed on my mother's body, attacked my mother's upper body again, licked my mother's chest, and kneaded a pair of huge breasts. My mother was also made of crying with my technique, and her body became hotter and hotter.

As if it was getting hot, I saw that the time was ripe, so I stopped stimulating my upper body. My body moved down a little and came to my mother's waist.

Today, my mother was wearing a small skirt, which was easily pushed up. I lifted up my mother's skirt and presented it to me were underwear, which was the last obstacle.

I moved my head closer and could smell an indescribable smell. This smell really made my heart beat. I endured the excitement that was almost about to break through my atrium, put it on my mother's private parts, and kissed it through my underwear.

My mother seemed to have felt something, so her underwear became a little wet. She kissed my lower lips. I felt my desire swelling, and a strong impulse gathered in my body. I gently pressed the tip of my nose on my mother's underwear, stained with dew-like juice.

The mother was a little dazed, but she could still know that her son was attacking her, so she couldn't help but feel anxious.

Now she has no way to control herself. She is afraid that continuing will have an irreparable impact, so she tries to lift her body and push her son away.

Unexpectedly, she was not as good as her, but her son was insatiable. He pushed his underwear apart and exposed his pussy.

He licked his vagina with his tongue, and his tongue slid flexibly, stimulating the inside and out of the vagina.

I recalled the skills I learned from Zhang Keying, licked my mother's clitoris, and then licked it gently with my teeth, then licked it around the labia, and rubbed it back and forth with the tongue, staining the somewhat wet vulva with my saliva. I then leaned my tongue into the vaginal opening, shaking it quickly, and let my tongue go deep and shallowly in and out. Finally, I stretched the root of my tongue, licked the entire perineum, licked it to the mons pubis, and caressed my mother's vagina with my tongue.

The mother was impressed by her son's tongue skills. Even though her reason told her to stop quickly, the pleasure from her body was too strong. It was a comfort she had never felt before, and it was a fireworks born when the desire for love extended to the extreme. The mother could only feel that her son was licking her pussy. Under the influence of alcohol, her thinking became stiff and heavy as if she was wearing shackles, but the feeling of her body would not deceive her mind. In the mist, the mother felt that her body began to shrink involuntarily.

She didn't know what to do for a moment, didn't know whether to stop him or let him continue, and her mother had no time to think about it, so she could only passively accept her son's service, dancing on her vagina, rubbing, rubbing, and rubbing, and gradually pushed her mother to a small climax.

The mother only felt that her place was getting wetter and hotter. Finally, the electric current rushed through her body, causing her to tremble, and then it quickly calmed down.

This wave of orgasm made her mother's chaotic rationality even more covered. Now she doesn't want to think about anything.

She had some idea of ​​what was about to happen, but she was unable to stop it.

She knew that she had become a little strange now. If she were the usual self, she would not let her son succeed no matter what, but now she seemed to have acquiesced to his behavior that was beyond the rules.

Soon, she was kissed by her son again. The little pervert once again pressed on her body, occupying her lips, and she could not resist, so she could only let him invade and even cooperated actively.

She thought this kiss was a kind of buffer, but she never thought that this kiss was the horn of charge.

She felt something hot and firm rubbing against the mouth of her pussy.

don't want!

She shouted in her heart that she wanted to push her son away, but the heavy and masculine breath from her son made her feel restless. The kiss disturbed her mind, made her not know what to react, and also ruined the best time to resist.

After the oral sex for my mother, I felt that the time was ripe, so I kissed my mother, not wanting her to struggle too much. At the same time, I also wanted my mother to accept all this faster. While holding my mother's fragrant tongue and sucking the saliva between her tongue, I let my cock ready to slide back and forth at the door of my mother's forbidden area. It was only one step away from breaking through the last layer of gauze. My glans was almost about to enter my mother's pussy. I took a deep breath. It naturally required courage and determination to break through this step, and this step could only be completed by me.

My mother struggled a little, but it was useless. Now she is powerless.

I have been thinking about my mother's private parts, now, are within my reach.

I used my glans to dip the honey juice from my mother's hole to lubricate it. When my restless penis swelled to the extreme, I aimed at the opening of my mother's vagina, thrust my waist hard, and inserted it in.

The process of getting in was not difficult. The sufficient lubrication made the insertion very simple. I even felt a little unbelievable. Until I really felt that the penis was wrapped in that warm sea of ​​meat, I told myself that I finally did it. My penis was inserted into my mother's vagina, feeling the slippery vagina.

Because my mother had not had sex for a long time, it was very tight, like countless mouths sucking my cock tightly, and I almost ejaculated under this pleasure.

Finally, the hot thing entered her body, which made her mother's mind instantly clear. The complex emotions were like a palette that had been overturned, and it was accumulating in her heart. She suddenly felt that everything was over. This was the proof that the creed she had been insisting on for a long time was trampled on. Once she took this step, something would have changed completely forever.

But now, the mother was only panic left. She resisted her son's actions, but she was pressed tightly under her crotch by her son, and it would be useless to struggle.

I felt my mother making a weak resistance, so I increased my strength to fight. Since I had broken through the last line, how could I retreat here? What I have to do now is to tame my mother and let her accept this perhaps unacceptable fact, so that she knows that now, she has become my woman, I have possessed her, my cock is inserted into her private parts, pressed into her body, and the two of them are completely intertwined.

My mother's vagina continued to contract and squeeze my lower body, as if she was about to discharge this invading foreign object, but I pushed my waist hard, making my penis tumbling inside my mother.

In order to remove my mother's resistance, I invaded my mother from multiple angles, first occupying her mouth, then grasping her breasts, and my lower body was also against the heart of the flower.

Under these three attacks, the mother still couldn't resist. As the pleasure brought to her son, her oppressed desire also broke free from the cage. She only felt that there was an itch in her own way, and what needed to soothe the loneliness from the depths. The mother gradually lost in her son's possession and began to gradually accept reality.

She suddenly felt that what she insisted on before seemed a bit ridiculous and useless. Now in her heart, she just wanted to have a fun with the man she loved the most, so that his love could nourish her body, which had not been seen for a long time, and let him bring more comfort and happiness.

What ethics and morals are all ruined at this moment. My mother no longer thinks about the complicated and trivial chapters that have been passed down since ancient times. She feels that she is completely crazy.

The two bodies on the bed were intertwined, the son pressed on the mother, and the mother was lying under the son, and their genitals were already connected together. The son was sucking and kissing the mother's lips, kneading the mother's breasts, and the penis was thrusting in and out of the mother's body. The two people were closely connected from top to bottom. In the face of love, all the worldly rules were broken, without status, no identity, just a pair of men and women.

I slowly thrust my cock in my mother's vagina for longer, as if I left a mark, and swore the ownership of the woman I loved the most.

My mother closed her eyes and breathed in a mess, but she was very quiet, just under my possession.

I let go of my mother's lips and saw a few tears hanging in the corner of my mother's eyes. There were so many complicated thoughts in my heart, but the road was already done and I couldn't stand it.

I admire my mother's body. Now, the buttons on my upper body have been unbuttoned, and the shirt door has been wide open, allowing a pair of white rabbits to show it without reservation. The skirt on my lower body has also been turned up, the underwear has been moved aside, and the exposed white and smooth thighs are slightly opened, accepting the insertion of my cock from my private parts.

My mother now can be called unclothed and looks so erotic that it further aroused my desire.

I spread my mother's legs apart, stood up, held my mother's hands with both hands, clasped my fingers, and then pushed my waist to let the penis go in and out of my mother's pussy.

My mother's lower body was already wet, and now I was thrusting in and out of the way, some white body fluids were seeping out. The vaginal fluid kept gushing out from the depths. I looked at my beautiful mother. Desire and love were like endless fires, prompting me to thrust my waist and feel my mother's flesh wall.

The warm honey juice melted the ferociousness of the penis, the wrinkles on the inner wall rubbed against the sensitivity of the glans, and the strong sense of wrapping made the whole person feel like he had returned to the newborn place. It was a sweet pleasure, an indulgent comfort, and a joy like ascension.

I am not unheard of meat, but the experience my mother brought me was simply a whole new world that was enough to make me forget everything.

The perverse pleasure brought by breaking the ethics is even more exciting. Although waves of pleasure come after waves of pleasure, I just feel that my lower body becomes stronger and stronger, and the speed of thrusting is gradually accelerating.

The mother hadn't been in for a long time. Her son's attack made her panic, but at the same time, it also fulfilled her unaware wish that was hidden in her heart.

She hasn't had sex for a long time, and her private parts are extremely sensitive. She had just been rubbed by her son for a few strokes before and then ejaculated. But now, facing such a debauchery scene, she felt that she was about to be unable to hold on. The filling of fulfillment made her whole body happy. Her son's insertion drove away the loneliness that was entrenched in her heart. She felt that she could no longer go back, but her lower body was constantly gushing out of her vagina, warning the fact that the climax was about to come.

Soon, her mother came to the extreme. She felt that everything had disappeared. She forgot her body and everything around her. She exuded a strong sense of expansion from the center of her soul, allowing everything to return to nothingness. Then, she turned into a wisp of wind and drifted in the unrestrained space.

My mother's body was shaking from a distance. I knew she had reached orgasm. My mother couldn't help but raise her legs, crossed each other, and wrapped around my waist, as if she was begging me not to leave.

I stopped thrusting for a moment, quietly waiting for the end of my mother's orgasm. The feeling of ejaculation swelled around my waist, and I tightly closed the desire to pour out in order to keep myself persisting longer.

I gently caressed my mother's body, and this kind of caress formed a sharp contrast with the tremor, and all I hope was to comfort my mother. When I saw her, I also felt a warm and satisfied happiness.

This happiness spreads from the heart and mouth to the whole body, and then condenses into more joy.

I also felt the climax, which was a climax from the soul, and was satisfied with the satisfaction of my lover.

Yes, what I expect is that my mother can be satisfied, and this emotional pleasure is even more abundant than physiologically, and it makes people unable to stop.

The friction between the penis and the flesh of the hole is just a pleasure to make people want to ejaculate. No matter how clever the skills and postures are used, it is just an extension of the pleasant time before ejaculation.

But the emotional satisfaction that comes from love will not have an end.

I looked at my mother and felt the warmth of the sun in my heart.

My mother came to the buffer period after orgasm again. She pestered me tightly, as if she couldn't speak.

I also took this opportunity to slowly thrust in and out. At first, the amplitude was not large, but gradually it began to heat up, the amplitude became larger and larger, and the speed gradually became faster.

All my fantasies about my mother's sexuality were to vent my desires, regardless of how my fantasy mother would feel.

And now, when I finally have sex with my mother, all I pay attention to is how my mother feels.

I was careful, as if I were treating an art treasure, for fear that it would be ruined by being too rough.

So much so that I didn't dare to act recklessly, leaving any red marks on my mother's skin as delicate as white porcelain.

I tried my best to restrain my desire to thorn and straighten my waist rhythmically.

At the same time, I kissed my mother, and the lips and tongues of the two were intertwined again, silently communicating their feelings.

Although it was not the first time between me and my mother, this sex was not inferior to the beauty of the first time.

After finishing my kiss with my mother, I began to concentrate and make the final sprint.

My mother, my favorite, is now naked and under me.

Her two breasts swayed with the rhythm of her body, and her round breasts were caring for the progress of sex. Her slender arms were softly sank on the bed, her tight and slender legs were hooked on the man's waist, and the most important petals were red and flowing with nectar as the penis entered and exited. Her gasps like chimes made people go crazy. My goddess has now become a couple who loves me. How can it make people's bloodlines open and unforgettable.

As the speed accelerated, the sound of sizzling and sizzling and sizzling echoed in the room. This desolate sound also stimulated my heart. At this moment, I was already integrated with my mother. I just felt that I could not even continue thinking. Now I just wanted to hit my mother's plump buttocks, let my wild cock hit my mother's flower heart, and let my mother remember my shape.

Accelerate, accelerate, and continue to accelerate. My impact made my mother's moans break. After the climax that had just been experienced, we were at the peak of pleasure again, which also put me on the limit.

I just felt my penis expanding again, accumulating all the strength just for the last thin hair.

The mother naturally felt this abnormality. She clearly felt her son's penis swelling in her vagina, and she knew that her son was about to reach orgasm.

No, don't ejaculate inside... The mother said intermittently, even so, but her mother was about to meet her orgasm. The upcoming pleasure made her curl up, and involuntarily wrapped her legs hanging around her son's waist tighter, locking him and herself tightly.

I heard my mother say this and wanted to get out, but my mother was tightly pressed against me, and it was difficult to pull it out. In the end, I couldn't bear the feeling of being about to erupt. The sperm was lost, and the thick essence was sprayed out one by one, pouring all into my mother's uterus, where I was born.

At the same time, my mother also reached her third orgasm. This time she didn't even have the strength to spasm her body. She used all her last strength to hold me tightly, and took over all the semen I ejaculated.

After the intense orgasm, both of them were almost powerless to continue.

A strong sense of fatigue hit her mother first. She squinted her eyes, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she closed her eyes, lost consciousness, and her legs loosened.

I struggled with difficulty, pulled out my penis that had not yet completely softened, and flipped it off my mother.

Before falling asleep, I couldn't help but observe my mother again, and my eyes were filled with semen in my mother's private parts, and even the excess flowed out along my labia, looking so lewd.

The clothes on my mother were also completely falling off in a struggle, revealing her complete snow-white body.

The lines of my mother's body are so perfect that people can't help but admire.

The thought of me having sex with my mother makes me proud of it.

The last thing that caught my eye was my mother's delicate face. My mother's lips were a little swollen when I kissed her, but they were still delicate and beautiful.

There was still a little flush on his face, his small nose moved slightly, and his breathing gradually became even.

The slender eyelashes were curved and trembled gently like the wings of a butterfly.

My mother's sleeping face is also so charming. After appreciating it for the last time, I closed my eyes with satisfaction.